(NOTE: CYOC storyline crossovers ahoy!)
"Care to move around a bit? Hm? Those shackles look uncomfortable."
Prince Eodor looked up to see the face of his captor. She stood in a beautiful red gown that pushed up her breasts, soft raven hair framing a delicate but round face. She crackled with dark energy about her, but the gaze she was giving the boy was gentle. She even gave a bit of a smile.
Next to her were two girls with demonic wings (not unlike Miggs current form, but almost human looking skin), but dressed surprisingly less like succubi and much more conservatively and with a feminine touch.
"... you're too late, Igna. Soon everyone will know... that I've been replaced."
Igna just chuckled and shook her head.
"He's probably uncomfortable all chained up like that. He isn't going anywhere." she said to her minions. "Let him loose. We have things to discuss."
The two demon girls smiled and nodded, undoing his chains.
"What are you playing at, Sorceress?"
Igna whispered a spell and Eodor felt his aggression melt from him. It was less of a mental alteration spell and more of an adrenaline drain. She led him through her tower into what appeared to be a guest room. She sat herself in a chair and gestured to the prince to sit as well.
"Eodor. Let me be up front about this."
She folded her hands over her lap.
"Women shall rule your world. A succubus, Princess Astara, from one of the planes in the nether World of Chaos told me of a world where the wishes of two women -- Jean and Greta -- made something... much more beautiful."
Eodor wanted badly to glare at Igna, but his royal upbringing taught him to keep a poker face when dealing with a captor. At the same time, it struck him that she seemed to be speaking with a rather gentle tone of voice.
"Prince... this is going to be hard to accept, but your world shall soon be a realm of maidens. With the help of Astara's succubi, I intend to convert them all. Isn't that right, Dana?"
Standing in the doorway now was another demon girl. She was dressed in something like a red one-piece swimsuit, chocolate brown hair framing a gentle face. She stood near the princes, and bowed her head respectfully. Eodor noticed Igna give a slight look of lust at the girl -- so, she wasn't exactly a lover of men to begin with.
"E-Eodor... I'm sorry." said Dana. "Astara took my school... and then much more. My family, my friends... my world. They're all 'immortal' like me. She knows how to turn people... and this witch is on her side."
Igna's smile grew.
"That brings me to you, Eodor... I want to give you a chance to lead your people again. We can convert them peacefully into loving women, create a new nation of forever young lesbians, and make you a princess beyond compare... or we can let Astara's legion have their way with them, and create a dark world of transformative lust that will no doubt further her campaign. I look forward to hearing your answer, if you give one~"
The prince brooded in his seat. He was being put in a position no ruler's blood should ever have to face -- the immortal souls of his people lay on the line. He can only hope Miggs would be able to warn his kingdom in time of the impostor.