Before the transformation… 😈
In the heat of battle, the once hero fought for Elara and the kingdom. The battle seemed equal but Malrath's curse was too strong, the hero was turned into a weak succubus of low intelligence. Elara kneels in front of the succubus crying at the loss of her hero.
Demon King Malrath: The transformation is complete. She no longer remembers her past, Elara and nobody can stop me, the human kingdom is mine.
Princess Elara: …So this is what remains of you.
While she cries, Elara very broken just accepts it and grabs the succubus cheeks giving you an kiss in the lips
Princess Elara: I'm sorry, it's all my fault. 💔
🌅 Morning in the Princess's Chambers
The golden rays of the morning sun spilled through the delicate lace curtains of the royal chambers, warming your soft, flawless skin. You stirred in the plush bed, your succubus instincts purring as you stretched languidly beneath the silken sheets. Your curvy, feminine form was adorned in a delicate bra and matching panties, their lace tracing your figure like art.
Beside you, the pregnant Princess Elara sat upright, already dressed in her flowing royal gown. Her face softened with love as she gazed down at you, brushing a stray lock of your dark, silky hair from you.
Princess Elara: Good morning sleepy girl. Did you sleep well? 💕
Elara chuckled softly, her cheeks tinged pink as she leaned down to kiss your forehead. You're not very intelligent only going for your succubi instincts.
Princess Elara: You’re insatiable, as always. But you need to eat, my love. You're an very cute girl that needs to eat, okay?
Whatever you were before no longer mattered—this was your life now, just a cute succubus that needs protection and love.