Toys of the Archmage 2. Transformation, sex, urination,

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Archmage Dovon was a beast of a man. He stood at the upper end of 6 feet, and had colossal muscles. He had shaggy brown hear and a taste for furs that made him resemble a grizzly bear. He was also circumcised. This was a problem for Dovon. Recent studies found the benefits of circumcision were exaggerated at best.

Newa valley belonged to the empire largely because of him. His expertise was body enhancement, and he turned ordinary foot soldiers into superhumans. He was now expecting a reward.

Brian stood outside Dovons tent, chained to a young woman. Brian was an archer, which have him a lean build at about 5 foot 10. He had a scrap of blond hair on his head, messy and dirty, and was completely nude.

The woman on his right was his daughter. She had just turned 18 and joined the army right away. She had C cup breasts, a petite figure, and blonde hair. There they stood, shivering together.

They were escorted into the tent, which was infinitely more comfortable than their previous location. Fur was absolutely everywhere. Fur rugs covered the floor. Stuffed bears and Stags and other large game were placed here and there. A large king size bed stood in a corner, blanked with, you guessed it, fur.

The only thing that wasn't made of fur was a small oak table, carved to look like a bear. It was laden with meat, potatoes, and wine. At this table was Archmage Dovon, quitely eating. The man was draped in fur clothes.

Archmage Dovon snapped his fingers. Immediately, Brians Daughter collapsed where she stood, while Brian remained standing.

Brian would not give his captor the satisfaction of knowing that he was freaked the fuck out. Dovon stood up from his meal, and walked over to Brian. It was now Brian saw that his, rather impressive, penis was out for the world to see.

Dovon was a man of few words. He stepped in front of Brian. Dwarfing the slender bowman. Brian yelped as he felt himself be pulled down towards the dick. Its bulbous head Pulsating with magical energy. Dovon didn't care mutch for long drawn out magics. Brians flesh began to melt the moment he touched it. Within moments, Dovon had a shiny new foreskin.

Brian opened his eyes. Not to say he actually HAD eyes, but he could close them and block his vision. The world had taken on an oddly circular view. He tried to move his body, he couldn't.

"Thank you for your sacrifice. I really wanted a new foreskin." Brian wondered briefly who was speaking, and then it hit him. He looked up, and saw Dovons chest. He understood what had happened. Dovon was circumcised no more.

Brian couldn't taste much, could see only what was in front of him, and was currently flacid.

Dovon snapped his fingers and Shannon woke up. She had a youthful build, looked 14 despite being four years older. She looked up at Dovons erect penis and backed away. "Hello there, I am Archmage Dovon, and you are my new concubine." Dovon said calmly, as if stating simple facts.

Shannon looked at him in disgust, "Are you crazy? Never! Where are my parents?" She looked around the room hoping to spot them. Brian wished he could scream for her to run.

"Don't worry about them, worry about you, and how you're going to please me." Dovon said without changing expression. He took a step towards Shannon.

"I will never bow to you? Understand? I am a WARRIOR! Do you kno-" she was cut off as she screamed in agony. White hot cracks of energy appeared all over her perfect skin. Her skin turned bright red. And then, as soon as it started, the cracks disappeared, the only evidence of what happened the sobbing woman on the floor.

"I'm going to give you a chance to reconsider." Shannon looked up at him with a look of loathing. "Now get down on your knees with your ass in the air." Dovon ordered. Hesitating at first, Shannon reluctantly assumed the position. Brian looked with grief at his daughters humility.

Dovon walked over to a chest by the wall. From it he extracted a whip and a paddle. Shannon flinched but did not move. She knew better.

Dovon took the paddle and began spanking her. He didn't let up until her perfect young ass was bright red. Then he took the whip and gave her a few lashes. With each hit she speaked in agony. Some of the cuts on her cheeks began to bleed as she began to cry.

Brian felt like he was about vomit. What little assfat his daughter had jiggled with each blow. Then Brian thought he was vomiting. Something hard was working its way up Brians throat. His mouth was forced open as the head of Dovons penis emerged, erect from watching his daughter sob on the floor.

Dovon set down the paddle and whip. "Turn around and face me." Shannon moved 180° degrees without rising, so her tear streaked face was in perfect view of her despairing father.

"You belong to me now. I get to decide if you eat. I decide if you drink. I decide if you stay warm. I decide if you even remain alive. This is your life now. You are no longer a person. You are a piece of fuck meat. Prove to be obedient, and you will remain alive. If you don't, well, you'll find out. Now, are you going to obey me?" Shannon was sobbing profusely and nodding.

"Good." Dovon pushed Shannon onto her back. Dovon crawled on top of the teen, Brian became eye level with her pussy. It was sodden. Dovon grinned. "Enjoying this are you?" He taunted. It was all Shannon could do not to growl at him.

Brian was pushed forward into his daughters waiting slit. The large dick parting the lips of the virgin pussy. "You ready to become a woman slut?" Dovon asked, his voice heavy with lust. He didn't wait for a response.

Dovon thrusted Brian into his Daughters cunt. Humping at a good speed. Brian plunged deep into the unexplored vaginal canal, the girth of Brians prison causing some blood to appear. Shannon tried to stop crying as she was raped, silent tears of fustration and grief rolling down her cheeks.

Dovon roughly grabbed one of Shannons tits and squeezed. She cried out from the pain. Brian rubbed against his daughters walls with great speed, becoming drenched in her fluid.

Dovon changed angles, rubbing against her G spot. Shannon moaned with unwilling pleasure. Brian wad ashamed at how much pleasure he was experiencing from his daughters brutal rape. Suddenly, Shannons cunt quaked as she came around her father. Dovon thrusted all the way into her womb and filled her with semen. Brian gagged as it rushed past.

Brian was tugged out of his daughters gaping slit. She law on the fur rug with her legs far apart, semen dripping down, panting heavily from her first climax. Don't worry, you won't get pregnant." Dovon assured, his penis not going flacid. "Now get on your hands and knees."

Any will Shannon possessed to disobey was gone. She obediently turned over, showing her sore ass to brian. Dovon lowered Brian until he was staring right at his daughters pucker.

There was no taunting this time. Lubricated from his daughters cunt, Brian was thrusted into her ass. He heard her cry out from pain and surprise as he defiled her. Dovon shoved Shannons face into the puddle of semen that had escaped her slit, fucking her like a wheelbarrow.

Brian moved in and out, stretching the hot ass and pushing aside muscles. Dovon was fucking her down to the balls now, thrusting his entire length inside. With each thrust she yelped.

Dovon slapped her bright red ass, still sore from the spanking earlier. She cried out in pain. Brian felt a familiar sensation as cum poured into his daughters anus. Dovon slowed his thrusts, getting every drop inside. Brian felt great relief as Dovon went flacid again, closing over the head.

Shannon remained with her face in the puddle, ass up, with Dovons cum pooling. She was crying softly, calling for her father. Brian sobbed in despair.

Dovon grabbed Shannon by her hair, dragging her to a post. He took a leather collar and fastened in around her neck. Then he brought a face of food over, which Shannon hungrily ate.

Dovon crawled into bed, forcing Brian to spend the rest of the night tasting the remnants of his daughters cunny, and hearing her cry herself to sleep.

The next morning Dovon woke up to see Shannon had wrapped herself in a nearby rug. "Where is your chamber pot?" She asked him timidly, her voice breaking. Dovon grinned, but said nothing. He walked over to her and took hold of her collar, as though walking a dog. "Follow me, hands and knees, and I'll show you. " he ordered. Shannon crawled after him.

Dovon lead Shannon outside. "And hurry up." Was all he said. Shannon turned scarlet as she saw all the troops going about their business. "But-" she started. "HURRY UP." reprimanded Dovon forcefully.

She squatted down, and a stream of golden piss flowed out of her. She farted, and a pile of shit started to form under her. More than one soldier laughed at her.

Dovon lead her inside again after she had finished. "I need to go too. Open up." He ordered gruffly. Shannon looked at him with horror. " W-what, you can't possibly mean-." Dovon cut her off with a glare. "Yes sir."

Brian woke up to see his daughter kneeling before him with her mouth open. He wondered what she was doing, but soon recieved an answer as a stream of piss erupted from him. Dovon was flacid, so the urine flowed right through his mouth, forcing him to taste it.

Ordinarily, Shannons mouth would have filled up by now, but Dovon was changing her throat so it could contain it. She gagged as the foul liquid filled her up, Brian did much the same.

The stream began to sputter out, Dovon shook out the few remaining drops from Brians mouth. "Don't swallow yet," he ordered.

Dovon turned around, pressing his ass against Shannons face. He let out a foul fart, forcing her to smell it. The first turd peaked out from Dovons unwashed ass. It fell into Shannons mouth. Then another, then another. Shannons throat looked distented, like a frog. Finally, Dovon stood up, turned around, and spat on Shannons tear streaked face.

"Swallow." The girl had no choice but to obey, the foul stew coating her throat. "You and me, we're gonna have fun together slut." Dovon laughed as he walked out the room.

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Gosh I love your work. Thanks a lot. There's not nearly enough foreskin tf's out there. I feel a certain scared envy for everyone in your world. Maybe I'll wind up there in real life some day.