taste me, as the food and drink Alice found almost said. she was cast unto a stormshorn sunderedsea. you too will fall beneath my waves in time.


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DysnomiaV
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I come awake quicker than I can ever recall, alert, trying move, claws sliding off the odd circular barrier I suddenly find myself in.

There are other people around, my aura is flaring madly, the barrier lighting up whenever I try to escape. There's a few others in similar containment, human, seemingly. The ones outside are scrambling for something, there's weapons pointed at mine, a few of them even seem to be shaking.

I can't understand their language, but that fear and lust is familiar, and I lock onto one in particular. My tongue lolls out and my tail languidly swishes behind me, my horns softly glowing, ridges along my spine having long ago cut through my shirt doing much the same.

The lewd face and and the groping of my own body make my target flush red, her resolve cracking a little as I moan in ways that very clearly translate despite the language barrier. My display is cut short as I'm struck by something from behind, the barrier cracking around me as I'm pinned down, something locked around my neck.

My mind suddenly stills, my thrashing ceases, and I'm starting to realize somethings off. The instincts are still roaring at me, but they're dulled, and I'm thinking like something akin to a human again... Which, is what I'd assumed I was last I remember. An unnatural, calming weight has settled on my mind. Keeping me from being outraged at this.

I... I'm not sure what to think right now, but how I was earlier felt so natural, so right that even as I'm dragged to my feet my hands absentmindedly reach for the thing around my neck, only to jerk away as it shocks me when I tug at it. A collar, interesting.

I don't make any moves other than checking myself, quietly giddy as I see my claws and feel my tail. The words of the people surround me slowly starting to make sense. Maybe there's a translator in the collar...

"-omprehension should be - about now." An older man in white and grey robes with a golden trim, is looking between me and a... it looks like a tablet, which is odd considering all the spears pointed at me. "Hello, can you understand me?"

I tilt my head as I look at him, "Yes." Oh, goodness, my voice has this sort of lovely husky tone that I would've killed for previously. I'm distinctly aware of the others who are being contained slowly being released and being handed amulets that must be doing something similar.

"Good, You've erm, undergone a bit of a change due to being pulled into a high magic world. It doesn't happen often, but, you were human before, correct?"

"Yes, I was." The part I leave unsaid is that, no, I don't want to go back to being human. I was never comfortable as one. This new body feels so good.

"Ah, good! Well you've been summoned as a chosen hero and while we can't exactly... fix... your body we can suppress the worst effects of those... clearly quite strong instincts of yours." Again, I liked those... the dull roar of them underneath the suppression is like an slow burning tease that makes me want to let loose. "Could you tell me your name? I am magister Eriks. Please just refer to me as Magister."

I stare for a moment, name, name, names are power and even suppressed as I am there's something instinctively screaming at me that I should not share my true name with this man. Nor with anyone I don't wish to have true power over me. That aura I was practically blasting out earlier flares for a moment before being crushed by the collar. He writes something down even as his cheeks flush a little red.

"Call me Valia."~ I smile with a mouth full of far too sharp teeth.


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