October CYOA #3 - Bonded (Patreon)

Previously…[Ky’li had been captured by soldiers of the Horned Crown Imperium]. [Playing it safe, he was taken to Hel’ail, the home realm of demons. There he met a red skinned demoness with blonde hair and broken horns]. She asked for some of his energy and you all chose: [Agree and do so eagerly]

Ky'li hesitated, but nodded and the demoness’ moved to stroke his cheek. The first touch was like a blow, his body shuddering as the scaled back of her hand brushed his skin. She moved towards his neck. Her knuckles left behind a tingling like velvet in their wake. With a sob, joy welled up in his chest. It bubbled up like a geyser as tears began to stream down his face. The feeling was so intense he could not keep from laughing.

She recoiled in surprise then grinned. Her hollowed cheeks filled out before his eyes. Her flat, lifeless eyes began to glow with dark green light. She licked lips that were no longer cracked and parched looking, the ashen color deepening to an obsidian shimmer. Her scales took on a gem-like luster, as if shaking off the dusty tarnish that clung to them. “Oh! Oh wow. That was far better than I expected. I want more. I need more. Can I have more, pixie?”

He grabbed her wrists and put her hands to his face. Her claws pressed into either side of his head, her thumbs against his throat. The velvet caress of her appetite crept down his neck and over his chest and back. He was overwhelmed by happiness, giddy with kindness. Her own excitement fed into his own, her history pouring into his mind as the barrier between their psyches began to deteriorate.

He felt her horn being broken. Felt her stripped of her power.
She felt him fighting demons in the forests of his home realm.
Their rage was as one. Their hearts shared a roar.

She pulled him to her and into an enthusiastic kiss. Ky'li’s wings fluttered, as an elation that was soul shaking seized him. He knew then he would die for this demoness. Knew that wherever she went, he would follow. She could tell the pixie would be an ally. Could tell he would be loyal.

They broke apart, panting and sweating like they had been fucking for hours. Her hair was damp and sticking to her face. His wings ached from hovering. All around them, the other prisoners had moved away.

“Your name is Nyleth, right? It heard it in my mind. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“I could say the same, Ky'li. I am glad my cousin’s goons thought you a woman. It will be his downfall.”

With another kiss that was filled with biting and tongue, their emotions spiraled upwards. Emotionally synced, his energy was more potent. Her body grew faster and her clothes began to creak. The threadbare prisoner’s garb was intended for a much smaller female form, but every bright red inch of her body was becoming more than it had been. The cuffs of her pants seemed to rise up her leg as she gained height. The poor seams began to pop, her hips and bust ballooning through the gaps, spreading the holes bigger.

“I’m honestly satisfied. I want to stop but-” Her tail wrapped around his neck as she let go of his face. Veritable talons tore through her shirt, freeing boobs so large Ky'li could only stare as her fat, black nipples grew ever closer to him. She lifted her tits to his face, her tail pushing him into her cleavage. His hands settled on her hips, letting him feel them grow, feel them swell, feel them snap the waistband of her pants. With a contented sigh she dropped him and the shreds of her slacks.

She stood naked before him. Then, a pair of words manifested a tiny black dress and sheer, lacy blank panties.

“Thanks for that, loverboy. Let me introduce myself properly. I am Nyleth. Obsidian Princess of the Horned Crown, the Bloody Claw of Joy, the Ebon Gauntlet, and, formerly, the biggest rival for the Throne of Heaven.”

What happens next? [Vote by Wednesday]
A) The guards show up, intent on draining her energy away
B) The train is attacked by a Elven Resistance Movement
C) She breaks free, taking Ky'li with her