"I can't believe this Morgana!" shouted Maedel as she was forced to kick her legs out high, flutter her skirt.
"I stop acting cocky and disagreeing with you for one second and you turn me into a puppet because I'm doing
what you say!"
The diminutive wooden puppet continued to dance the can-can with the matching sized Arn. Maedel most
definitely not looking like a real girl.
"You know that every magic spell on me makes it harder for me to turn back into a real elf maiden and yet you
did it anyway!" she said before being spun round by her strings and made to bend over and flip up her skirt,
giving Morgana and Ariadne a view of her sponge bottom. One of the few pieces of her that weren't made of
wood.
"Listen you little shit. You are nothing but one of my toys," Morgana said, "for me to do with as I please."
As she said this Morgana snapped her fingers causing Maedel and her strings to drop to the floor in a pile.
"Get that through your block head and I won't burn you for fire wood."
Though Maedel had no real control of her body and her face was that of an almost expressionless puppet she
still managed to shake and look terrified. Something had gotten into Morgana and it was scary.
"Does she really deserve that, mother?" the silver haired Ariadne whispered, she'd found herself some robes to
wear over her nakedness but was still a little shy. "Wasn't she helping you rescue me?"
"Of course she deserves it!" Morgana snapped back and Ariadne backed off and Arn sat down and picked up and
hugged the immobile Maedel's head against her breasts saying "Aww let Arn cradle naughty Maedel. I'll help you
move while your not able." For her part, Arn sounded genuinely concerned and even gave Arn a soft kiss on her
wooden forehead.
"Umm... might I cut in my Queen?" said Lady Cecilia, a knight who had helped us rescue Ariadne. Clearly, she
wasn't quite the stupid blonde as she acted sometimes. Otherwise she'd probably be a footstool or something by
now.
"Continue," Morgana said. Her cold voice told Cecilia she was walking on thin ice.
"Your daughter Ariadne's...umm... dragon half is still outside... perhaps it would be a good idea if we try to
make her whole again?"
This seemed to cut through Morgana's bad mood and she sat back with her head resting one hand,
contemplatively.
"Well... that's not really a transformation spell... It isn't really my area of expertise..." she said still
thinking, "In fact, I have absolutely no idea how to do that."
"Ah if it helps, my Lady," Cecilia said, "The former King.."
"The Pig." Morgana interrupted, "He shall henceforth be known as The Pig. Maybe the Pig King. I haven't
decided."
"Yes my Lady. The Pig King hired another magical contractor, Madame Majique, to split the human and dragon
halves of Ariadne. Perhaps we can get her to reverse it?"
"Madame Majique..." Morgana narrowed her eyes. Clearly recognizing the name.
"Well, in the mean time," Morgana got up and strolled out the front door and returned seconds later carry a
shrunken and unconcious silver dragon about the size of a large rat. Obviously, an unconscious dragon has no
spell resistance.
"This is yours," she said and swung the itty bitty dragon by it tail, launching it at a panicked Ariadne who
scrambled to catch the thing!
"Watch it! You've beat... me up enough already!" whined Ariadne.
"What's one more bruise? Now, I expect you to keep control of the little beast. Who knew that lawful old you
you had such a wild side?" Morgana smirked, "And NO playing with yourself!"
"Now, Lady Cecilia was it? I need you to run some errands for me." Morgana smiled brightly, "I have big plans
for the future and for West Kingdom."
She walked over to me and said "Now don't worry, my dear. I certainly won't be leaving you out of my plans."
She then proceeded to give my naked jester bottom a swift slap and the jester gave a surprised "Oh!" before
giggling. "Please don't tease me Empress Morgana! You know, how noisy my bottom gets when I'm horny!"
"What is she talking about? This is so embarrassing!" I said aloud. Morgana gave my puppet self a quick
sideways glance and a cruel smile as she pulled Stinky...- I mean the jester me, in for a deep passionate
kiss. My felt jaw dropped as I watched me and Morgana kiss passionately. As embarrased as I was, I was also
admittedly jealous that I couldn't enjoy that kiss...
Morgana was so confusing. One moment angry and the next so passionate. It was anybodies guess what she'd do
next