Bortock only cried helplessly. She was every bit the docile, submissive, fragile female that Renux had promised she would become, even if she wasn't his yet. She hated him, knowing that soon she would love him. A last desperate idea struck. She remembered that she had an ability to call on wild animals to help her. Of course, it was unlikely that any wild animal could get into the castle but, it was her only hope. She triggered Wild Wisdom and cast the Summon Wild Beasts spell, but then he penetrated her, and she wailed in despair and pain. He humped her roughly, without an ounce of concern for any pleasure but his own, and yet in spite of herself her new hyper sensitive body began to feel pleasure anyway, and that triggered her breasts to grow. He leered down at her with lust and grabbed a tit in each hand, clearly pleased by their growth, and at her growing shame at her objectified body and the pleasure it brought him. "Hahahaha yes!" he cried, "You're going to be quite busty indeed, my little milk cow. Why, you're almost the biggest of my girls already, and we're scarcely half done! You'll be the perfect milker." Indeed they soon grew well past G cups, past K cups even, past any sizes that Bortock had ever heard of. "Ah, I think you're about done, my dear, and so now it's time to finish you off with my seed. Any last words from the once mighty Bortock? If he's still in there of course."
CRASH! Suddenly the door was busted wide open, splinters going everywhere. In the entrance was some kind of chimera, a creature with the face of a lion, horns of a bull, and the body of gargantuan dire wolf. Renux barely had time to turn and look with horror before it leaped at him with a mighty roar. He was dislodged from Bortock and they went hurtling to the ground. Bortock heard garbled screaming, but by the time she turned her head to look, it was over, and the creature was feasting on the blood that poured from Renux's neck.
Bortock panicked and struggled with her bonds for a moment before remembering her use of the spell. THIS is what it had summoned?
She looked to the bunny girl. "Free me, or I'll have it kill you next!" she cried.
"YOU did this? You summoned Renux's great beast?" asked the bunny girl, with a look of shock in her eyes. "Oh THANK YOU!" she cried as she leaped over to embrace Bortock. "You've broken his enchantment. We're free, thanks to you!"
Bortock nodded as the other girl undid her restraints, but then she dropped to her knees and cried. Her mind might still be hers, but he'd violated her, body and soul, turned her into this helpless little cow to the core of her being.
With a ping a game message came up before her face. She'd almost forgotten it was supposed to all just be a game. It seemed too real. True, Alex existed inside of her as a somewhat distinct personality, but he had been affected by the magical serum anyway, and was now more of a Alexis. As the bunny girl held her and begged her not to give up, she cried and she cried, but eventually she did dry her tears and look at the game message.
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Transformation has occurred! Character Sheet updated:
Name: Bortock Brandywire
Sex: Female
Race: Beastfolk(Cow)
Occupation: None
Class: Milk Healer lv 1
STR: 2
DEX: 16
CON: 22
INT: 8
WIS: 9
CHA: 30
Active Skills:
Super Restoring Milk lv 1: Once a day skill allows you to produce milk that fully restores the drinker, except for skill uses.
Dynamic Domestication lv 1: Once a day skill that temporarily switches your constitution with your wisdom and allows the the use of specific spells. More spells unlocked at higher levels.
Passive Skills:
-Nature Affinity: As a Beastfolk, you have a natural affinity for nature, and will be stronger in nature magic, herbology, or beast taming, should you choose to pursue those paths
-Breeder Cow: Blessed with abnormally large assets, high sex drive, and fertility. Grants a random chance for a +1 to charisma or constitution at each level up.
- The Cursed Heroine: You will level up quickly, but luck is not your friend, and evil will be attracted to you.
- Sensitive Body: Your tactile senses are highly attuned, and your capacity for sexual pleasure is increased.
Spells:
Healing Touch lv 1(available only with Dynamic Domestication): Using breast contact, the caster is able to restores the skills of a target, or by massaging her breasts, restore her own skills(except Dynamic Domestication), allowing more uses of them per day.
Submission lv 1(available only with Dynamic Domestication): The caster offers herself to a male target. This is an almost irresistible form of long term charm spell which may save the caster from death if a battle isn't going well, but it also charms the caster and causes her to submit to the target.
Information: Born a bull of the Maltuck tribe of the hills, you enjoyed a simple and free life in the wilds and looked to one day becoming chief of your tribe, until Orc slavers captured you, and you were sold to a horrible sorcerer who turned you into a helpless docile milk cow. You managed to kill the sorcerer, but now your future is uncertain.
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When she'd finished reading, she started bawling again, but then she stopped when she heard a terrible growling. The chimera! Since she no longer had the skill to control wild beasts, it wasn't listening to her anymore! They'd be killed!