Interlude Aidera’s Past (Patreon)

Content Warning: This chapter may be disturbing to you, read at your own risk. Content warnings include torture, genital destruction and disturbing imagery.

Five years ago:

Young Aidera smiled to herself as she crouched, carefully so as not to dirty her skirt. Mom hated it when she came home with clothes caked in mud, and after helping her clean mud out of clothes she honestly didn’t like to get them muddy either. It had rained recently so she had to be extra careful so as not to get mud on her clothes.

Leaning forward, she gave the plant that had caught her eye a closer look. Her smile only deepened the longer she looked. It was gorgeous, long healthy leaves that glistened in the light, a strong sturdy stem that seemed healthy, and most important of all the most gorgeous red petals. A Blooming Dawn, a rare type of red flower. Her mother was going to love this. It was useful in a number of potions.

She reached into her satchel, and with great care sniped the stem above the leaves. That way it could grow back. There were uses for every part of the flower, but for most applications, you merely needed the bulb and petals. The bit of stem she cut could be used as well.

Carefully so as not to damage her prize she wrapped it, and stowed it her satchel next to the Wilting Dick she had harvested earlier. Apparently, it was named that since it resembled a wilted penis. Aidera has never seen one herself, so she figured she would take her mom’s word on that.

Certain her plant was nicely stored, she stood up. Careful again not to get any mud on her clothes. She stretched a little, and glanced up at the sky. The morning was almost gone it seemed. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that all she had eaten today was the bit of fruit she had for breakfast. It was almost time for lunch. Idly she recalled her mother mentioning that she was going to be serving her favorite dish for lunch. The exact name escaped her but it was a type of chili. One Aidera could never get enough of. The very thought of tasting the dish again brought moisture to her lips, and she found herself drooling.

She sucked that back in, and swallowed before rushing off to her home. She passed a few trees on her run home. It was not long before her home came into view, a modest two-story wooden structure on the outskirts of town. Around the building was a high stone fence. As she approached she felt a familiar tingle, as she passed the ward stones. They were expensive, but since they lived outside the town walls, they needed them. They kept monsters away, and the fence served much the same purpose.

It only took her moments to reach the fence, and she hurried to the back gate and used her key to open it. Slipping inside. She looked around and with practiced steps, she crossed the garden to her back porch. The garden was filled with growing herbs, flowers, fruits, and other plants that mom used to make her potions. As the town apothecary and healer, they were of much use in her craft. One that Aidera was learning herself. She wanted to be just like her mom.

As she stepped onto the wooden floor of the wide back porch, her eyes noted that the back door was ajar. That was odd, mom never left the door open. She always said it was bad luck to leave it ajar. Aidera slowed to stare at the heavy door for a moment, before shifting forward to slip inside. Pushing the door aside, and entering into the kitchen.

The first thing she noted was that no one was here. Not only that but the stove was cold, and the pot empty. There were ingredients laid out, and a knife on the floor. It seemed mom had started work on the chili, but had not finished. She felt a pang of disappointment and a flutter of something else. A feeling that soon flooded her being.

“MOM!” she shouted.

Silence greeted her. She heard nothing in response. Her heart started to beat faster. She wasn’t here. Aidera glanced back at the door and took a second look around the kitchen. She was looking for a note, but she didn’t see one. She wanted some clue about where her mother went, and so she moved on to the next room.

She pushed through the much lighter door that separated the kitchen from the family room. It was a nice cozy room with several sofas set up around a central table. Her eyes soon locked on that table. The usual centerpiece was gone. Sitting where it was supposed to be was a strange crystal. It flashed, and her world turned gray.

After a moment she found herself walking back the way she came. Her feet moved of their own accord. With careful steps, she walked out of the kitchen, down the porch, and then around the building to the front gate. A gate she noticed was standing wide open. Panic flooded her tiny body, as she tried desperately to change her direction or shout for help. Nothing she did helped, as her body refused to do what she wanted. Helplessly she walked through the gate, and down the path to town as if nothing was wrong.

When she reached the town gate she found things to be very wrong. Normally the gates were closed, and there were always people trying to get into town, and guards screening the people as they came in. Instead she found them wide open, and the only souls in sight were monsters. Large hideous twisted creatures that she had never seen before.

One of them turned towards her, and her body stopped. Only for a moment before suddenly she found her hands at the hem of her skirt. She yanked it down, and tossed it to the side, followed by her panties. Then her top went next, followed by her shoes. In moments she was naked, as the strange creature looked her over. She felt a shudder in her spine.

The creature floated before her, and she found herself noting a few of its features. It was easily more than twice her size, and had numerous tentacles. Some of them ended in spikes, others in bulbs. It had a single-eye ringed by little feelers. Its skin was mostly black and looked slimy. Mottled with weird bulbs, and even broken by weirdly placed spikes.

A tentacle suddenly stretched towards her body. She wanted to recoil, but whatever force had taken her body held her there. The slimy tentacle ran over her skin, running over her pussy, and up over her belly before wrapping roughly around a budding breast. Pain shot through her, but she found herself unable to respond. Not even a whimper left her mouth, as the monstrous creature explored her body.

Suddenly it lashed her with a spiked tentacle across her rear, and she found herself stepping forward into the town. Only to stop a moment later, when it lashed her again. This time she turned around, and leaned her head forward. A tentacle moved forward and began to wrap around her head. Pain erupted around her neck, and then a popping sound resounded in the air a moment before her head came free.

The creature held her head up in its tentacles, and turned her around. Letting her see her now headless body. Surprisingly she wasn't spouting blood from her neck, instead closed skin sat at the top of her neck. Bewildered, she simply stared at her headless body for a moment, before her body stepped forward. Reaching out for her head, which was thrust roughly into her arms.

Accepting her head, her body turned around and then marched through the open gate into town. Almost immediately she noted the headless bodies of numerous young girls, her age or younger. There was not a boy in sight, only these hideous monsters, and younger girls. Not a single girl in sight had her head attached, but some of them like herself were holding their heads. Most of these girls had no head in sight, their bodies marred, fluids leaking from their legs.

Nearby she noticed a body that looked familiar, but she couldn’t place who it was. The girl didn’t even have her head with her. She had numerous red lines across her body, her left breast was gone, the right... It was ... mangled. Someone had cut it open weirdly. Slicing it and peeling it open to look like a flower blooming. Revealing the inside of the boob in a disgusting fashion. Down below, her belly had been split open, and something like a giant egg had been nestled in the open flesh. The organs that were supposed to be there clearly had been removed so that the weird egg could be placed there. In addition, both of the girl's arms had been removed and replaced with tentacles. Everything below the waist looked pretty normal until you looked at her pussy. It was a mangled mess, the labia cut and stretched before being sewn into her legs.

She felt a shudder, as she stared at the horrible things done to this girl. A girl whose body was walking towards the gate in a rather relaxed manner. As if horrible things had not been done to her. Aidera’s own body simply walked past this other girl and went deeper into the town.

She passed several more horrors like that, and more monsters than she cared to count. Before eventually arriving at a building near the center of town. Here she joined a line with a number of other headless young girls. All of them like her, had practically unmolested bodies and were holding their heads. In a neighboring line she noticed a few young men. Their eyes seemed lifeless, and their bodies as naked as her own. Unlike the girls they had been allowed to keep their heads attached. Her gaze caught sight of the organs hanging between their legs. It was not like her own pussy, but she noted they really did look like a Wilting Dick. Idly she wondered if they could be used in potions the same way. A thought she quickly pushed away, as another young girl with a mangled body came into view. This time walking out of the building she was lining up in front of.

Another shudder rippled through her. She wanted to run. This was bad, very bad, but still her body refused to listen to her. Helpless to do anything else, she found herself standing there waiting. All too quickly the line moved forward, even faster than the line for the boys. Whose numbers didn’t seem to be growing, but every once in a while she noted new girls lining up behind her. Before she knew it, she was brought into the building.

A feminine voice entered her ears from ahead. “So what do you want me to do to this one, master?”

“Start with cutting her legs off. Slowly, of course, and give her a potion to boost her sensitivity. Make it as painful as possible.”

“Of course master, little girls need more suffering in their life.”

Her heart sank, Aidera recognized that voice, but that couldn’t be right. It was her mother’s voice. Who she was referring to as master, Aidera didn’t know, but what she was saying was terrible. There was no way her mother would say things like that. Not her mother.

What she heard next were screams, screams of pain. Followed by more horrible conversation, and then more screams. Nothing but horrible conversation, and screams came from ahead. With each sound her heart sank further. Eventually, she reached the door to the room at the end of the line, and stepped inside to her fate.

The room inside was fairly large, dominated by a large table. Upon which a young girl was lying, her head was sitting on a shelf looking over her now mangled tortured body. Standing in the corner was a horrible creature that didn’t look like any of the monsters. It was roughly humanoid, but the rest of it was utterly alien. A shifting mass of tentacles, teeth, and spikes.

Her gaze soon looked on the familiar form of her mother, who with the exception of tentacles sprouting from her back, and the eerie glowing eyes looked just as she remembered. Well that, and the fact that she was naked, with a belly that seemed swollen. As if she was pregnant.

Her mother smiled creepily when she saw her. “Ah, Aidera! Glad you are finally here. I can’t wait to start on your cute body.” she glanced at the creature, “This is Aidera, my daughter!”

Its grating voice spoke, “Ah, perfect. There is nothing better than a daughter being tortured by her own mother.” it glanced at the girl’s body on the table, “You may go, just pack your head in that box first, and place it with the others.

The mangled girl’s body stood up, balancing on the tentacles that had replaced her legs then reached for her head, and pulled it off the shelf. The mangled girl packed it into a box that was sitting nearby, and left the room. While carrying the box with her head in it. Where she was going, Aidera didn’t know.

The creature turned to her. “Since this is a special moment, I’ll let you speak for a moment.”

Suddenly she found her voice. Words flowed from her, “What are you!!? What are you going to do to me!!? What did you do to my mother!!?”

The creature chuckled, “I’m a Lykeri Slaver, as for what I am going to do to you. I’m going to torture you a bit, and then put your mangled body to work as another headless girl. As for your head, well it has a few uses, but first I need to clear out the clutter. Not unlike what I did to your mom, just far more thorough.”

Deeply worried, “What did you do to her!!!?”

“I killed her, well the old her anyway. I tore out her mind and put a much more suitable mind into her. She still remembers you and loves you. That’s why she is standing there so eager to torture you, and if she does good I’ll put another child in her belly. Anyway, that is enough with the questions, be a good girl for me, and put your head on the shelf, and lie down on the table.”

She wanted to do anything but that. Unfortunately her body had other ideas, and complied. Aidera found her body reaching up, and placing her head on the shelf. Positioning it so that she had an excellent view for what they were about to do.

The creature chuckled in delight, “Alright slave, I want you to start with her pussy and girl you are allowed to scream or whimper when your mother hurts you.” It gave her a look that made her shudder, and then turned to give her mother further instructions.

Helplessly she watched, as her mother spread her labia. Using a quick spell to secure them in an open position. Next, her mother produced a cream, which she rubbed into her exposed flesh. Once it vanished, her mother set the cream aside and picked up a nasty-looking blade. When her mother ran it across the inside of her labia she whimpered. As red blood welled up from the cut. Then her mom cut her again, in the same spot, and again. Each time going a little deeper, as she slowly began to cut her left labia off from the inside.

By the time she stopped halfway, Aidera was already crying. She screamed when Mom started on the other side. Each cut was slow and shallow, but it hurt. It hurt a lot, and it kept hurting. For some reason, each successive cut seemed to hurt more, but nothing prepared her for what came next.

Her mother produced several nasty hooks, and began hooking them into the sensitive flesh of her labia. A thin chain was attached to the end of the hooks, and Aidera watched in horror, as they were pulled on. In opposite directions, forcing her labia further apart. She screamed, as pain rippled through her. Her flesh moving impossibly apart, aided by the cuts. Her mother wasn’t even pulling on the chains, but letting some device do it.

Some part of her brain, flashed to the body of that other girl she had seen. Suddenly she knew exactly how her pussy had been mangled, and the same was being done to her. Not that the realization helped her. She could only watch horrified as her mother started preparing needles, and string to sew her pussy into its new impossibly wide open position.

When suddenly, an arrow sprouted from her mother’s head. Her mother’s naked body slumped to the ground dead. An instant, later the chains forcing her entrance to open wider were split, and she felt relief. Her pussy still hurt, but not as bad as it did a moment before. Her gaze soon darted to the door, where a gorgeous older girl, stood nude bow in hand, and another arrow drawn.

The creature lashed out at her with tentacles, but she simply wasn’t there. An arrow sprouted from the creature, a moment later, and it shouted in rage. Bounding towards the girl, who jumped out a door. What followed, she wasn’t entirely sure. She heard numerous sounds of the fight, and then suddenly silence. Leaving her lying there alone, her head lying on a shelf, and her still body refusing to move. Thankfully she couldn’t really see her mother’s corpse on the floor.

She wasn’t sure how long she was left there, before the girl came back. Still nude, but she seemed to own it. The way she moved, it was like she was meant to be nude. The image stuck with her, as the girl came up to her, now holding a rod topped with a strange crystal. Aidera’s mind flashed to the crystal she saw on her table. It was the same, and she shuddered. Afraid of it. The girl pressed the crystal to her forehead, and suddenly the world shifted.

It took her a moment to realize she could move her body, and by then the newcomer was already helping her by reattaching her head. That was an experience she didn’t want to repeat. The girl smiled, and said, “Are you okay?”

She pouted, “not really...”

After that, the girl helped take care of her for a bit, and then handed her off to the church. Her mother was dead, and as for her father? Thankfully he had passed away years earlier, she had been there by his side, and remembered him wasting away vividly. Her mom’s potions doing little more than buying him a few years. He had been an adventurer, and on one of his trips, a monster had poisoned him. Fatally so, and worse the venom of that particular monster had no known antidote. Magic didn’t work either.

As painful as losing him was, it was better than what the Lykeri had done to the men. She was glad she didn’t have any brothers to face that fate. So without parents, and not yet being old enough to live on her own, she was taken in by the church. They finished her education as a healer and taught her mind magic. Even helped her get past the trauma of what had been done to her. Inspiring her to not only take up her mother’s old job, but to go further to help people. That was what she wanted to do.