As Beth enters the lab, she looks about.
The jackrabbit is still humping away at Palador, whom looks very content but obviously from their mess around their thighs, this isn't their first run through. Beth lets out a girlish giggle.
She also looks to Galla, whom is awake and her head is just fine, the gash was shallow, she helps her to her feet, flicking Galla's teat causing her to coo in delight.
Finally she looks to Belle, whom has scamped off of the catvixen. Examining the new female, the furred woman is pleasuring herself, seeing Beth she just bites her lip and smiles only slightly embarassed, continuing to finger herself and moan, too entranced by the feelings of her new body to do anything but masturbate.
Beth looks to Belle. "Well, everything is done. Not totally according to plan but it worked out well."
It is clear who she is speaking to as Belle suddenly warps, black magic flowing into her, as a tall woman appears out of the beast. Her hair long and black, curled ever so slightly, she wears a clinging black gown, with cut outs over her belly, thighs, and bosom, red tinted jewelry upon her neck, bracelets, and bare ankle. A royal scepter, headed with a spider on the top, the handle lined with hourglasses appears in her hand.
Beth's voice quivers, remembering this woman from years passed, the old woman! Years ago, when Beth was just human... back when she lived in the normal world of Earth. The wish she took from this sorceress corrupting her, and soon approached after her corruption, this Sorceress revealed herself, stuck on the arm of a dull king obsessed with honor, with children she couldn't bear. Using Beth, bringing her to a fairytale world via her old, now deceased horse
Belle's mellifluous voice flows out, yet the sinister evil she is all too apparent. "It is done then, Beth?" Beth quivers and nods, her wings folded against her body. "All of them, mistress. All my servants, and thus, yours." Beth nods, explaining the results of each of the transformations in detail.
"Well, it is time to decide their fates. Take the rabbit here to the barracks. Mate him with the first female officer you see. She will share his curse, and their children will fuel our armies for years. And give them dragon steeds, care of those dragons, Magma and Emerald you said? I'll enchant their foods to speed the process. Let's see... Galla, I think she'd enjoy a fine life as the Dungeon Headmistress..." Galla squeals with excitement as she dashes down to the main dungeon entryroom and equipment locker. Belle chuckles. "I rather liked Palador to be honest. Send for a coach to bring her to MY castle. And not Garon's, MINE! You know the spell to reach the Shadow Lands, right?" Beth nods "Of course, milady." "Good... also send for the best tailor to make her the finest of dresses, she will wed a good, rich, powerful prince, and I will train her in my art." Belle smiles at Palador, casting a spell at her, she croons in delight as her body sensualizes, her chest blossoming even larger, her tail lengthens, and she gains blood red tiger stripes, purring at Belle. "Let's see... promote the demoness and priestess to my church, my followers need someone to express my will to them, as well as personal attendants to me. Speaking of whom, summon Anders down as well, I think your King may have gotten distracted." Beth looks at the ceiling, scowling.
Belle ignores her, smiling "My recruitment of you was definitely helpful, Beth. As for you, you will keep your beautiful life here. Perhaps I'll send some more toys for you to transform."