Commission for Luna. Caption by PolishGuy.
- My words are dragons. – Lunastra whispered playfully, the apparent ridiculousness of the sentence confusing the targets’ minds even more.
Ivy and Zephia were breathing heavily, as Lunastra’s magic was flowing through their minds and bodies. The manifestations of physical corruption were more than evident- the claws, the horns, and the ever-expanding latex. But far more devastating was the power that was ruining their minds. It was rewriting their very thoughts, tearing them apart, and melding them into something depending on Lunastra’s whims.
- Dragons fly. – She continued. – And so my words fly into your defenceless minds.
Ivy’s and Zephia's eyes crossed as Lunastra’s will started manifesting in their brains.
- Dragons burn. – The evil enchantress chuckled softly. – And so my words burn your thoughts to ashes.
Their jaws dropped as the metaphor became reality. As the transformation continued, their memories, their personalities, and their free will slowly ceased to exist.
- Dragons conquer. – Lunastra said, licking her lips. – And so my words conquer you.
Devoid of the ability to think for themselves, Ivy and Zephia became nothing more than Lunastra’s conquered properties. They were completely under her spell, absolutely dependent on her magical words, addicted to her control, her smell, the very warmth of her body.
They were no longer the same individuals, neither in body nor in soul. They were manifestations of Lunastra’s words. They were her obedient, corrupted slaves.
Levyathan
2025-11-11 22:14:11 +0000 UTC