She was naked, lying on a bed covered in animals furs. The large around her was covered in elegant furniture and art.
Jen looked down at herself only to find a completely different body. Her boobs were gigantic (GG cups at least) and her ass was large, firm and fleshy. She was only about 5'3 now, with long legs and a flat, small waist. Over her tits, she managed to see a bare, gleaming pussy.
In the mirror in front of her, she saw her face had changed. Her warm, brown eyes were huge, with long dark lashes. Her nose with small and cute, while her lips with full and pink. Sinfully soft hair tumbled down her knees, appearing to have darkened to a honey-tinged brunette.
What was most strange were the markings on her body. Bronze like markings marked her skin, circling around her arms, breasts, legs and pussy. At her neck, she saw someone's initials tattoed on her collarbone.
Suddenly, an ornate, bronzed collar wrapped itself around her neck. Soon, memories rushed into Jens mind, overwhelming her previous life as a cruel, blonde cheerleader.
Her name was now Gwendolyn, and she was the younger sister (and wife) of the most powerful sorcerer in existence, Holland. The siblings had been born human early in humanity's existence. After much pain and suffering, her brother had been gifted with great power by an unknown force. He'd mastered his craft, and soon declared her his consort and permanent lover.
Gwen loved Holland more than anything that did or did not exist. She was submissive, docile, and totally devoted to him. The markings on her body had made her immortal--and her brothers. Though she lacked powers herself, the beautiful woman felt humbled to serve as a companion and partner to someone as strong, omnipotent and valiant as her brother.
At the moment, she waited for her lover. He was away speaking to the leader of an elfin clan seeking some consulting. Thinking of the feel of her husbands cock in her mouth...
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Holland entered his chambers, only to find his woman asleep on their bed. Staring at the soft curves of her large tits and smooth tummy, he felt himself harden down below.
Though he'd made love to his sister several times before, he never tired of her. Gwen was blessed with goddess-like beauty, and her looks only improved with time. He approached her open legs and stared at her--NO, his--pussy with delight. Slowly, he leaned on the mattress and began to flow on her sensitive folds. Gwen stirred, but her eyes remained closed.
Frowning, Holland tried again. He blew and then swiped the tip of his tongue over clit. Suddenly overwhelmed by her taste, he couldn't help but latch onto her lower lips. He probed and sucked, only smiling when he felt Gwen jump awake. Her moans and the sweet taste of her juices spurred him on, and seconds later, she was squirting into his mouth.
When Holland finally removed himself from her spasming body, he unbuttoned his bottoms and prepared himself.
"Holl-holl-Holland", she whispered, as if in prayer.
"We leave Exodia for the Snow Lands tomorrow, it is of upmost importance. I've sent a servant to prepare your things."
Gwen nodded, her eyes trained only on her masters large dick.
"It is a violent political climate there, and woman are looked down upon there. I would not like those heathen to get the wrong idea, but I will not force you to conceal yourself. But you WILL be wearing a chastity belt."
Gwen pouted, she hated those things! Before she could object, Holland slammed into her roughly. "Now, now Gwendolyn. Every morsel of your delicious body is mine. Your soul is mine. I want my pussy under lock and key." He slid out of till only his tip was in, "do you understand?"
Gwen nodded violently, "Yes. Yes! I will wear whatever you desire, master. Just fuck me!!"
Holland complied, and within minutes, they had climaxed together.
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The next morning, Gwen was a vision. Her cream-colored, lace gown was conservative and fit for travel. But the fabric and lining outlined her gargantuan breasts and wiggly ass. Her long locks were in a simple plait wrapped in small white flowers.
However, underneath layer of cloth, things were not so...innocent. Holland had summoned a thick leather chastity belt for her. Attached was a small, enchanted dildo that vibrated at her husbands will. The puckered hole behind her was stuffed with a small plug.
The device made Gwen horny, but somehow, her juices weren't running down her legs either. It simply made things uncomfortable for her as she and her husband rode in their carriage. Holland gave her a knowing glare as they sat together in close confines, but the two Exodian immortals sat silently together.
Gwen sighed, this was going to be a difficult ride.