[Draft] The Demon Lord's Castle Part 4 (TG Corruption Comm) (Patreon)

Hektor sighed as he continued his journey through the castle, a sense of sadness and hopelessness welling inside of him. This whole adventure could only be described as disastrous. It had been a disastrous idea to split the group up, even though this place was supposedly abandoned. After all they had been through and fought, it was a core rule they should have continued to heed in case the worst were to happen. These demons were monsters they weren't prepared to fight, and they hadn’t found anything that would have made it worth it. 

The only good thing he had gotten out of this would be the new magical sword he held. The energy it gave off felt good, and the ability to send out arcs of magical energy was useful, but it did little to help him currently. Still he couldn’t deny it might make all the difference in the coming battle if the power it had shown was indication.

He needed to find the others, as soon as possible. The sooner he did, the stronger they would be together, and the greater the likelihood of them getting out of this alive. He had been wandering around this castle looking for them. He didn’t dare call out for them, lest he get the attention of the Demon Lord or any of his servants. He felt like he had been scrambling ever since he started looking for them. He had found a flight of stairs and walked down them. The basement from his own experience was always one of the best places to check for any loot, and one of his friends might have thought the same. When he went down there, it had proven to be a fruitless idea. 

He had no idea how the others were doing, or even if they were still alive. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, the chances of Talion still being alive seemed miniscule. His friend was strong physically, but didn’t have magical items or powers to help him, while the demon no doubt had thousands of years worth of knowledge and immense magical abilities. Still he couldn’t leave until he knew for sure if he was, even if it was to get help. It wouldn’t be right for him to do so.

He continued to wander through the halls his heart pounded in his chest like a stampede of raging bulls. He kept expecting to see the Greater Demon, and his servants around every corner ready to strike. All they would need, was one good blow and he would either be injured or more likely dead. Demons were on a whole other level when it came to physical and magical abilities, and thus required far more preparation. In their own base, they would have had plenty of time to set up traps.

It didn’t help his nerves how large this castle was, and he had no idea where he was going. He would have loved to have a map or something, to guide him through this place. For all he knew, he could just be going around in circles, just like when him and his friends had been exploring those ruins back in Granite Valley. The thought of being trapped in here for hours if not days made him ill. Thoughts like how he would survive if he was trapped in here, what he would drink, and how he would continue to avoid the demons stormed in his mind. 

He opened the door that let up to a series of steps. He quietly went up the stairs, fearing what would happen when he opened them. He opened the door and saw it actually led to a hallway. He stepped out of the hall and looked at the doors, trying to find some hint of where they led. To his dismay all of them were shut, with no indication of where they went.

The paladin looked at the doors fearfully, his heart pounding in his chest. For all he knew the moment he opened one door, would end up with him coming face to face with that greater demon, or some terror. It could be the end of him, and he wouldn’t be able to do anything. He steeled his heart as he breathed in and out. He gently reached out and grabbed the handle of the door. His hand tightened on it, and he couldn’t bring himself to open it at first.

He took a deep breath and poked his head through the doorway, trying to see if he could find any indication of where he should go. The first doors he entered were small storerooms, and servant quarters. He looked around for any hidden passages since some castles he had been in had secret passages in them to escape in, in case of a siege. To his dismay, he couldn’t find anything which would help him. The only thing he managed to find was some food and alcohol. He snorted, if Talion was here, he would have taken what bottles he could. When this was over, if Talion wasn’t alive he would make sure to drink and pour out the rarer spirits for him. 

Eventually he found another set of stairs and carefully walked up them, his mind whispering to him that the demon could set up a trap. It seemed so likely, with how everything was going so far. The fact, he hadn’t run into some trouble for some time, only made it seem so much more likely. Why hadn’t he ran into any other servants, why had he only seen the one female demon with him. Things were going far too well considering what he was doing, so the situation would have to turn against them, especially in something like this. 

When he opened the door he didn’t see or hear anyone, he stepped out. The first thing he noticed was how well maintained this area was. Unlike the rest of the castle which had a sense of decay to it, the area here looked clean without any stone out of place. The only thing he could think of was this must be close to the room the Greater Demon was staying in.

The thought of being so close to the demon's own quarters made his body shake. He could be near the portal it had come from. If it wasn't just him he could have gone to investigate, but the risks were too great for something he might not gain anything from. The demon’s room could be set with a trap, or have some form of alarm when someone entered it. If that was the case, then the monster could be there in moments.

He went down the hallway to the large double doors and opened them.  He stepped through and saw a room with pillars and fresh tables, tapestries, and more. Weapons were on the walls and armor stood there, almost as if they were guards rather than just suits. The torches on the walls were lit, and the candles on the tables were as well, without a trail of wax going down the candles. A long red carpet was thrown down the center of the hallway that led to where the lord of the castle would have been seated along with his family. 

Hektor couldn’t help but marvel at it all. This room was easily the cleanest he had seen in this entire castle. The place where he could easily imagine lords feasting and filling their bellies, laughing as minstrels played songs, and bards told whatever stories they could as they gathered information to sell. He had been to a few lord’s (castles ?) that were even less extravagant. Under better circumstances he could imagine him and his friends here feasting and drinking to their heart's content. This had to be the great hall of the castle, if not the secondary one. 

With a little bit of luck it would happen in the end, when they managed to put this monster down. Until them, he would do whatever he needed to survive and inform the people in the village. They would be the first who would suffer when the monster here finally decided it was time. If he made it to them they would be able to properly prepare for the situation, or at least get help out from nearby lords. 

His heart swelled slightly as he smiled as he thought more on being here could mean. He couldn’t be too far from the main entrance of the castle. When he found that he would be able to figure out. He still needed and should set up small marks so he could find his way, even though the demons could find them and use them to their own advantage. It could even be a sign to the other about what paths they should use if they wanted to get out of here. Still, for the larter to work it would have to be a symbol only their group knew about while being simple enough that the demons wouldn’t mind it.

Hektor’s heart felt as if someone had ripped out of his chest and encased it in ice as he heard footsteps. He moved as quietly as he could to the hall to hide behind the wall. When the front doors opened he held his breath. His heart pounded in his chest, he could hear it in his ears. It got louder and he had to stop him from demanding it stopped. He breathed in and out, trying to calm his heart and the noise in his ears started to cease.

As it got lower, he could hear soft feminine giggling that made him gulp along with the deep chuckles of a masculine voice. It sounded so natural that he wondered if he had fallen asleep somewhere, or if he was dreaming right now. It felt strange to hear such relaxed noises coming from them instead of anger noises about the lack of success, or glee about it. At least if he did, he would know if his companions were alright or not. 

He used the reflection of his new blade to look into the room and his heart froze when he saw it was the Greater demon and the succubus from earlier. The two of them looked content and happy as if they were lovers out on a special night with each other. The male demon’s arm was wrapped around her waist, as the female demon pushed her bust into his body. They walked toward the center and he pulled his sword away from the door, so they couldn't see the shine of his blade. 

His heart pounded in his chest, and sweat rolled down his chest. He was so close to them, and yet he needed to get past them if he wanted to escape. The moment they saw him he was done for. He wasn’t sure what he should do now. He had planned to come through the door they entered from, but now it seemed like a hazard. Getting across the room and using the door over there seemed like an even worse idea, but it was a viable one if he needed to do it. 

The idea of staying here had its benefits with him already hidden, and out of sight the only chance of being seen was if they walked his way. If they did, he would be cornered and probably have to fight them on both sides. Something he knew without a shadow of a doubt was doomed to end with his demise.

If he tried to sneak past them, there was the obvious chance he would be seen. It didn’t help he wasn’t the best of stealth, and was far better at up front confrontations. It didn’t help with how much armor he wore, and how noisy it could get when he was moving. If he did he wouldn’t have to worry about getting cornered as long as he kept moving. 

The paladin peaked around the corner when he heard the chairs moving, with the male one sitting in the chair, and the female one sitting on his lap. The two of them looked so  content, so happy, almost as if they really were a normal couple. She turned over and pressed her lips against his, as his arms wrapped around her body and pulled her close. It quickly accelerated into the two demons passionately making out with each other. 

Hektor’s mouth opened slightly as an unsure feeling rose within him.  After a moment he just shook his head and decided it would be best if he just accepted what was happening. Well it wasn’t the distraction he was looking for, but it was certainly a good one. It would certainly have worked on a good number of his party if they were faced with a similar dilemma. 

He prayed to the gods for strength as he moved as slowly and quietly as he could to the neared pillar, crouching low. Every little chink or noise his armor made, made him want to stop and run back to the doorway and wait there until they left, consequences be damned. He forced himself to continue on. If they continue their activities then it would no doubt lead to them taking things a step further, and then he would be stuck there for hours. He managed to make it to the first pillar and peaked over it and saw they were still passionately kissing. 

Hektor looked at the two of them to make sure they weren't coming his way and inwardly let out a sigh of relief. The fact the two of them were doing this right now was a sign of several possibilities. He possibly didn’t know about the rest of his friends. Unlikely considering, he knew he was here. More likely was he was leaving it to whatever servants he had, or and the worst option was he had already dealt with them. No matter the case, he had to get out of here. 

Unknown to him the sword started to glow, The energy it was giving off used the connection between it and its wielder and poured the power it had into him. It cleaned his body of any blemish it had, from the smallest scar, to any zits and moles he might have, along with any body hair it didn’t need, below his eyebrows. The hair it had was set aflame, and traveled down his body like a shrinking match. The moment it came in contact with his skin, the flames ended as if water had been used on them, leaving his skin smooth and clean without any imperfections. 

Hektor licked his lips as a parched feeling came over him. He felt like he needed a drink from his water skin. Again, what stopped him was the kissing demons at the high table. The moment he was out of here and had some distance he could get a drink to calm his nerves. He took another look at them and saw they were still making out. He carefully moved forward, using the tables as cover. 

A lustful gasp made him stop and look over his shoulder at the two. He blushed when he saw the two of them were making out even more passionately, the male demon's hands molesting her behind with such vigor it looked like he was ready to tear off her clothes. Something which seemed like a very real possibility when he remembered what type of demon he was. If this place was filled with lords or vassals they probably would have continued to do so in front of them all. 

Hektor couldn’t help but stare at the two of them. They looked so happy, so content, that the idea of them doing it right on the table seemed so real. Especially when he remembered what they were. 

“Look at them,” A soft, melodious voice whispered soothingly. “The way he is playing her body, the way he is squeezing and caressing her body so lovingly. Doesn’t it make you wish you could be that way with a special someone?”

A paladin he might have been, but there were no rules or celibacy amongst them. Something, which made a few paladin happy for less than reputable reasons. It had been a point of argument with some of the older orders, and some of the church, but it did make their numbers swell. Most likely because they didn’t have to hide their intentions about what they wanted and had a little more freedom. It was part of the reason why he had joined them after all. He had the hope and idea of marrying a woman one day and having a child when he was done adventuring. 

Another loud gasp, caught his attention. He breathed through his nose and slowly turned. His eyes bulged when he saw the top of her outfit was gone, exposing the dark purple of her breasts. Even from here, he could see them getting hard, as he played with them and repeatedly kissed her collarbone. It was an image he had of what he would do with his special someone, though obviously it wasn’t the two demons.

“Look at that bitch,” his mind whispered. “The way her body is reacting, the pleasure on her face. She is enjoying every second of his work. Doesn’t it make you want to stay and see what you can learn?”

Hektor instincts told him he needed to keep moving, and the danger he was in would grow exponentially the longer he stayed. Even so, he couldn’t break his eyes as their actions went through his mind, his mind going imagining what he did with a special someone. It was an unneeded risk, but perhaps he might be able to learn a little more from it, for future reference of course. 

Unknown to the paladin as he watched, his legs started to change. Inside his armor, his boots, his feet started to compress and shrink down, making the armor hang loosely off his body. The change continued up his legs, as they started to slim down to match his new petite feet. The moment they got to his thighs, they started to bloat in size, the fat and muscles that lined them became sleeker, merging to become more appealing. The masculinity in his thighs reduced as they swelled to a seductive size that pushed the greaves he wore further out. When they finished growing, he had thick meaty thighs that belonged perfectly to a woman who trained to become a warrior. 

Hektor shook his head and continued sneaking away, this time making even more noise then he did previously. He gulped when he took a step forward and noticed how much looser his armor was, as if it was several sizes too large for him. It was strange, especially since just a few moments ago it was fine. He took a cautious step forward and his heart pounded from all of the extra noise he was making. He couldn’t think about it, he had to keep moving forward. When he was out of the room, he could adjust his armor, until it fit properly again.

He snuck over to the next pillar, the image of the two monsters exploring their bodies fresh in his mind. He went over everything they were doing again in his head, the image so vivid in mind as if he was still watching them. His mouth watered the more he thought about it, and gulped down the excess saliva in his mouth. 

“That girl has quite the slim waist,” the womanly voice in his head remarked. “Might be a bit of fat there, but it certainly adds more appeal.”

Hektor agreed with the voice, despite it being on a demon. As he thought that, the hard abs he had on his stomach started to recede, as his waist started to curve inward. He brought his shield arm over his stomach and breathed in and out to keep himself from moaning. He didn’t know when the last time he had eaten was exactly, but it had been before they left the village. They hadn’t eaten any of their provisions before they had arrived, conserving them in case something were to happen.  He had no idea how long they had been in here, but considering it was still night as far as he could tell he could only assume it had been a few hours. 

His waist continued to curve inward as the demoness’s own kept appearing in his mind, sending jealous thoughts and blood rushing down below, however his erection didn't really stand. His mind went over to the male demon and wondered how much he would have loved to see

He hadn’t really felt any attraction to men before, but could easily admit when a man was handsome enough. His waist finished changing when he was left with a slim seductive waist, with a hard flat stomach which would have drawn those attracted to women like flies. 

He went over to the next pillar and looked at them to see the male demon was doing something to her bum. He froze when he saw the demoness’s eyes were open and she was looking in his direction. He had the perfect view to look at her face, and yet she didn’t scream, something which unnerved him. Her tongue was out of her mouth, and a slight trail of drool was trailing down the side of her mouth. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head. It made the young man wonder if she was so lost in her pleasure induced haze that she couldn’t even see what was in front of her.

“Just look at her, even as a demon, men would love to be her, and women would wish they would have a fraction of her beauty,” The voice in his head said. 

Hektor studied her face, even though she was an evil monster he wished he had a lover whose face was like her’s or rather, a face as handsome as her’s was beautiful. Unknown to the man his face started to change the longer he studied her, thinking of his own imperfections. His square boring face, which made him look more immitading than he meant to be, started to change as his cheekbones rose higher and his chin moved to accommodate the change. His large large nose started to shrink as it got smaller, the bridge of his nose cracking, and his nostrils getting smaller. When his nose finished changing he was left with a cute, perfectly suited face. His small lips grew larger as he licked and bit his lips, his mind running with images of them and what they would do to his body. They finished growing when they became large pillowy lips which would have men fantasize about what they would be to kiss, or have sucking on their body’s. His face finished changing when he was left with a beautiful heart shaped face, that matched if not surpassed the succubus's own. 

The moment his face was done, his hair started changing. The blonde locks he had started to brighten even more, as if the sunny locks he had were being absorbed by some unseen force. As more of his normal hair color was taken away, his hair started to grow longer. It billowed past his ears and chin, the curls evening out, and went past her chin. It finished growing when it reached past her shoulders blades and touched her shoulders. 

Hektor bit his lip as he started to feel aroused, rubbing his thighs together. He punched himself and breathed shakily. He was getting way too aroused by seeing two monsters making the beast with two backs. When he was out of here, then he could relieve himself of this pressure. 

He looked at the doorway and blinked at how close he was now. How did he not notice he had gotten so close to the door. Hektor sighed and slowly opened the door, wincing a little every little creek it let out. The moment the door was open he gasped when he saw a black as soot beastly demonic woman with large wolf-like paws and feet standing in the door. 

The demon leaped out at him and Hektor moved to step back as he raised his sword, but was too slow. The hellhound managed to pin both of his arms down, panting as it looked down at him with a lustful grin. She panted happily and licked her lips, making Hektor shiver. Another demonic woman hunched over the more feral one, this one looking the most like a normal woman, if not for the wings, horns and tail she had. 

“Good work Freki,” the female demon behind her said, making the beast preen.

“You’re quite the little peeping tom aren’t you?” Asmodeus chuckled as he stopped his sexaul activites with his lover. He went over to Hektor who struggled under the weight of the beastial, and looked down at him humorously. “We were just having a wonderful time as all lovers should. Don’t you know its quite rude to just watch people about to have sex without their consent?”

Hektor blushed, but didn’t say anything. He couldn’t think of any form of proper rebuttal that wouldn’t end with him being the butt of the joke, or looking like an idiot. Considering his current situation and what he was feeling it would have only made everything worse for him. He kept quiet as he looked over the male demon. With him being so close, the paladin could clearly make out his face.

“If you wanted to watch all you had to do paladin was ask,” Asmodeus laughed. “You don’t mind at all do you my dear Alisha?” 

“Not at all,” Alisha giggled, both in the fun they were about to have and what was to come. She would love to have a go at Hektor, but he told her it was not necessary, and saw it really was. It was only a matter of time before he became another of her loving master’s servants. Why waste the time and energy spent on that when it could be put to use for more important things?

Hektor was forced off the ground by the other two demon girls. He struggled in the dog girls and blue haired demon’s girls grasp, but couldn’t escape. He tried to turn his head, but the blue haired girl grabbed his neck and forced him to watch their master. He could have closed his eyes, but his vision quickly darted between the demon lord, who wrapped one of his arms and the female demon, who was giggling mischievously. 

“Now where were we?” Asmodeus asked as he led Alisha over to the table and bent her over it. Again he gently kissed her collarbone, sending shivers down her spin as his hands caressed the small of her back. Asmodeus looked back at him with a saucy smirk and riling him up even more, making Hektor blush.

The paladin shivered as he felt something nibbling on his shoulder and turned his head to see the wolf girl gently biting his shoulders. He squirmed in her grasp and let out small noises as the sword started to glow brighter. His blue eyes started to change as purple specks filled his eyes. The purple parts started to grow larger, expanding, changing the color of her eyes. When they were finished changing his eyes looked like they could have been amethysts. 

The moment his eyes had finished changing, the area around his shoulders that Freki had been biting on, and his face started to change, starting with his cheeks. His face and the area where Freki had been biting started to turn blue, and expanded out from there. The blue pigment grew out and merged with each other and continued down his body as if it was a bucket of paint. Soon, his entire body had become the entire shade of light blue which was a perfect match for Alisha’s own.

His small round ears started to change. A small point grew out of the end of them and started to grow longer. His ears started to grow out and continued to expand. When they were finished changing, he had long pointed ears that were just like Alisha’s own. Hektor blinked at how much better he heard everything. He could even hear the small faint grunts Alisha was letting out at the actions of her master. It made his mouth water even more as he could clearly make out everything going on in such high quality it made it even harder for him to ignore what was going on. 

When the change reached his lower body, his penis started and balls to shrink as the former got erect. It stood proud against his armor and made him want to reach down and deal with the issue. He bucked his hips and pushed harder against the metal and found himself getting slightly disappointed that he wasn’t. His junk continued to get smaller and he lost whatever way he could to deal with the pleasure. His moans grew higher in pitch as his adam’s apple started to vanish, in tune with his shaft shrinking into his body. His balls immediately followed into his new whole, changing him completely into a woman.

A loud spanking resounded through the room, bringing Hektor down from her pleasure induced high. Her mind told her what was happening but the new young woman was wondering if he was seeing this. She should have expected it with how the two demons were going about like rabbits. Her eyes locked on Alisha’s plump round rear, which looked even more prominent with how she was bent over the table, like a lover about to be taken. Her buttocks looked huge, like two great big blue balls ready to be played with, the cloth digging between her cheeks the only thing keeping her decent. 

Asmodues looked at Hektor with a smirk as he caressed her behind again, the clothing digging into her behind keeping her decent. His smirk grew more devious as he grabbed the succubus's behind and gently started to squeeze and caress it again, emphasizing its jiggle. He laughed at Hektor who squirmed under the hold of his minions, like a child trying to escape from his master’s hold. He played with his new lovers rear, fondling her buttocks and gently smacking it, making the buttocks bounce and jiggle. The erotic moans he heard made him play with his lover’s arse more roughly, faster, turning him on even more as he watched the paladin stare at Alisha and jerk at his actions.

“That woman must have an ass that could bounce coins off of it,” the perverted inner voice in her head stated. “It just makes you want to go up to her slap that ass and see it really bounce! Oh what it would be like to grab an ass like that, and squeeze it to your heart’s content, or use it like a pillow. Just imagine what it would be like to have one like that.”

Hektor thought of her own buttocks and clenched it as another loud smack went through the room. It was toned from years of rigorous training, so it was quite small, and filled with muscle. While a tight ass had its appeals the size of it unnerved her. There was no way a small bum like her’s would get the same appeal, as Alisha or any of the other girls in the room did. At best her cute behind would get a moment’s admiration before being looked at by another. 

She looked at Asmodeus and her face turned into a darker shade of blue, which bordered on purple. Someone the demon kept looking more and more handsome by the minute. She licked her plump lips and imagined what it would be like to kiss him, somehow the thought of made her even warmer and wished she could do something, anything to know if her thoughts truly lived up to her imagination.

Hektor watched as Asmodeus moved behind Alisha, and started grabbing her breasts. She could only moan as her breasts were being played and squeezed, as if she was a cow. The former paladin jolted from what he had done and intently watched the way Alisha’s breasts moved. Hektor’s nipples rubbed against the garment he wore, arousing her further. Her chest started to push forward.

“What do you think her breasts must be like?” the voice asked teasingly, earning a blush from her. “They have to be just as soft as her ass? Oh they may wear her down, but the bounce and jiggle they have is far too pleasant. It’s almost as if they’re begging for attention and to be played with.”

Hektor’s hands curled, her eyes locked on the woman’s bust. It was as if she was watching a special once in a lifetime event. She felt so horny and wished she could molest her expanding bust and play with herself. She needed something to alleviate this burning between her legs. “Bigger! Bigger! Bigger! We need to match her breasts! The feeling of them being squeezed, licked, fucked, and sucked will be perfect for us!”

Hektor nodded in agreement with her inner pervert as her breasts continued to swell out to match the succubus who was being played with...by the handsome perfection of masculinity. As her chest continued to swell, it got harder to breathe. She pushed her chest forward against her armor and her breasts mushed, irritating her nipples. Soon, her growing tits pushed against her breast plate no matter how she moved, and yet they continued to grow larger. Her ballooning boobs made it harder to breathe, but she didn’t care. The pleasure she was feeling overwhelmed, whatever discomfort she might have had. She pushed her ches up, trying to rub her nipples against the gambeson and she felt.

Her eyes left the succubus and went to Asmodeus, who looked content, joyful as he moved his hands around her body like a musician. She had yet to be with someone, preferring to wait until she had met someone and knew she wanted to spend the rest of her days with him. The more she looked at him, the more she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. The way his face was sculpted, his muscular frame, it was as if he was everything she wanted. The way he was pleasing her, being so careful and delicate, but at the same time roughly pleasing her in ways which would ensure she enjoyed herself.

The latches on her armor, snapped off, and the breast plate fell onto the floor. Hektor took a deep desperate gasp of air and pushed her chest out. Making her bust bounce around. She looked down at her bust, and squealed in glee at how massive her breasts were. They finally started to slow down much to her dismay, despite how large they looked, she didn’t feel even a hint of back pain. The only thing she felt she was the slight rise and fall of her chest as it shook from her breathing. Her breasts finally stopped growing when they were a massive G-cup, which looked larger than her head. 

Thoughts of the Demon Lord molesting her breasts and buttocks turned her on and unconsciously licked her lips. The idea of being in the same position, made her want to go over and throw herself at him, and be played with. Footsteps made her stop her self inspection, and she stood up straighter as the demon lord approached her. The other two demon girls let her go, and as he got closer, Hektor made sure to push out her immense breasts, which earned her a smirk and a lustful gaze on her breasts. Her new master had plenty of girls throwing themselves at him. She would be respectful and wait for when he called her, like a true servant should. 

“You look lovely, now that the transformation is finished. Now why don’t we put you into something that is much more suitable for you my dear to truly show off your beauty,” Asmodeus laughed. He picked up the fallen breast plate and placed it over the former human’s bust.

A purple aura appeared on the armor, and the silver chest plate started to darken and gain a more demonic look. It broke down the center and wrapped around her chest, pushing up her bust, while squeezing them and making them look even bigger.  A chain formed in the center of the chest plate that rested between her immense breasts, as if trying to bring attention to her girl’s. The chest plate finished changing into what looked like a black clawed flame like pattern. 

The aura the armor was emitting started to travel all around her body, and started to change the rest of her armor. Her shoulder pads started to grow larger and gain a more upward appearance as they started to look more demonic. It crawled down her arms and formed large black gauntlets, which would provide ample protection and allow her to use them to dig into her foes if needed. Her white and gold shield changed, as it turned into a bright pink. 

The armor around her waist changed and exposed the flat new area there. A red waistcloth formed and went down to just above her knees. One formed on the back that was of black and dark purple with a red trim at the bottom. The top of her greaves shrunk, exposing her plush blue thighs. They finished shrinking when they were down to her kneecaps and merged with her boots to form long black boots with spiked points just above her knees. 

The tunic she wore underneath her armor started to change. It started to cling tighter to her body and squeezed it squeaked as it changed from a soft cotton into a tight spandex. She squealed when the bottom of her shirt rapped under her body and dug into her snatch. She shivered as it changed into a tight spandex leotard. She placed one of her gloved hands on her behind and squeezed. When she was done eaming her buttocks she turned back around with a pleased smile and kissed her master on the lips.

The circelt she wore started to grow larger. Feather formed on the side of them as the blue gems which offered magical protection turned red and were strengthened and molded to protect against holy magic and weapons. Wings formed on the side of the helmet. The added weight on her head threw her off, but she quickly adjusted to her new larger circlet. 

Hektor licked her lips again as she took in her new form, adoring the sense of power she felt and the new sexual appeal of her body. With this sort of body she would be getting all the attention she wanted from Asmodeus. She looked at her sword and grinned, as new information assaulted her mind, making it so she could use her new powers with ease.

“Now this is a much more pleasing and appropriate form for one who is to serve me,” Asmodeus remarked as he looked her over. “I take it this form is to your liking Hel?”

Alisha couldn't help but stare at the new demoness in horror. Her former leader had just become her strongest rival! Her body was just as good as her, with larger breasts and butt. There was a tone to her limbs that she didn’t have. She looked down at her stomach and started pressing her finger into her stomach, frowning at how deep her finger went into herself. She looked back at her former leader and growled. The armor made her look even hotter with how it held her armor and made her look more appealing. She watched the former paladin giggle with a saucy smile, and rubbed her sexy thighs together. 

“Indeed it is. I’m more than ready for you to do as you please with me,” Hel said dutifully, quickly accepting her new name and placed her hand on her master’s crotch. The black gauntlet on it vanished in a purple light as she started to massage it. “And I do mean anything. Just give me the order my lord and your will, will be done.”

Alisha shook as she looked at the two of them interacting. She desperately wanted to go out there and break the two of them apart, but knew better. While she had pleased her lord, his word was law and whatever he wanted, he would take. She knew her place and wasn’t going to do anything which would get in her trouble. There was no way she was going to run the risk of losing out on any fun times with him. 

“Now before we can have fun, there is one person in your party who still needs to be dealt with,” Asmodeus said. “Then all of us can have the fun we desire.”