May 29th 2016 Ice Castle, Neverland, 5:00 P.M EDT (smut warning)
"Are you sure you want my help?" I asked her levelly. If I didn't make sure she knew the risks of this she might get snippy later. The last thing I needed was a pouty snow cone machine sulking around my house. "I'm a dragon, I'll tell you up front. I can help you control your abilities, even give you the power to make it effortless, but you'll have to become part of my hoard."
I'd debated softpedaling that, but I actually suspected it would help. Elsa wasn't like Ariel. She knew all about sex and physical relationships from a technical perspective. Her desires made that clear. She had plenty of kinks she was different levels of interested in, but they all boiled down to one thing: Elsa wanted to be wanted.
She'd spent her life locked up away from everyone, and a handsome man telling her he wanted her and could fix all her problems was hitting so many of her buttons she might as well change her name to bop it.
"Anything." She repeated. Her cheeks has flushed a bit, but her response wasn't entirely based on her desire to be wanted. "I'll do anything to protect my sister and my people from my powers. I'll give you anything to fix me. You can do whatever you want to me."
I snorted. "Yes sweetheart, that's the idea. Well, I suppose if I'm getting a new treasure I'd better do an inspection. You're planning to keep this official I see, so I'll play along. Strip."
She sputtered. "I wasn't…I meant. Strip? I'm a queen! You can't just ask me to debase myself for you. No man has ever seen my body before." She sounded almost pleading, but I could feel the pulse of arousal and see the shine in her eyes.
"And no man ever will except for me." I told her, not unkindly. "You're a beautiful treasure Elsa. I just want to admire you fully. There's nothing dirty or humiliating about being adored, is there? Is it really so bad to reveal yourself to the man who will be taking care of you for the rest of your life?"
Her cheeks went from pink to red hot as she stammered, eyes going wide. This wasn't the direction she'd been expecting me to take things. "You want to…treasure me?" She asked shyly.
"Of course." I said in an offended tone. Holding up my hands I let it transform into my claw. "I said I was a dragon. Dragon's don't collect sub-par goods. You're special Elsa. Beautiful and unique. I have to have you. You did say you'd give me anything. Or is a matter of the cold, will stripping for me chill you too much?"
It was a testament to the absolute fuckery of this ridiculous universe that she was somehow interpreting this as romantic. Granted, I was using a cheat sheet, and she was basically a shut in since birth with no contact outside her ditzy and romance obsessed sister. If Ariel was fish in a barrel, Elsa was fish in a carnival booth.
"No!" She said quickly. "I'm not…I won't get cold. I'm just not sure you'll like it." She looked away in worry. "I've read about the things men enjoy. My breasts are much smaller than normal." They were not, probably like B or C cups (hard to tell with that corseted dress) I wondered exactly what kind of books about men she was reading that all the females had DDs. Kind of explained the blush.
Slowly, she reached up and took off her dress, pulling it down for me. Her desires were sparking like tri-state power plant. She revealed her tits, which were pretty nice. Not huge but perky, and her nipples were a really pale pink that looked gorgeous with her snowy complexion.
Circling around her when she finished I stopped behind her to gape. Snow queen had some junk in her trunk. Not like Whisper big, but a nice thick peachy ass with plenty of heft that almost seemed out of place on her thin elegant body. I reached down, making sure my hand was visible approaching and that she could pull away.
Palming a cheek, I kneaded it slowly. "Well look at this. Her majesty has some nice childbearing hips. Your dress was made to conceal all this ass huh queenie?"
"It's unbecoming." She muttered. "In the books I read only dockside whores have such abundant rears. You've decided I'm hideous then? My salvation will be denied?" Her eyes had started to fill with tears. "I'm not the work of art you imagined."
I shook my head internally. Jesus, people came to weird conclusions when left alone with nothing but bad smut for research materials. I considered cajoling her, but thought of a better way. I slapped her pale, wide ass hard enough to leave a mark, and she squeaked, looking somehow confused, offended, and aroused at the same time.
"First rule of dealing with dragons." I said firmly, grabbing her chin and looking her in the eyes. "We don't allow anyone to speak ill of our treasures. You are MINE, and your body is art if I say it's art. Is that understood?"
She swallowed, pupils dilating in arousal as her face flooded with a mix of hope and shyness. "Yes, lord dragon. I understand. How will you fix my powers?"
To start, I reached into her with my power and started tying things off. She gasped, shuddering on the spot, but it didn't matter. I was done quick enough, having temporarily sealed her ability. More permanent would be doable too, but I didn't want it gone. I'd be able to make her control it or upgrade her to fix it when this was done.
I made sure to leave the cold resist. "Make me a chair." I told her. She tried, but couldn't do anything. Her eyes went wide with excitement. I pulled a chair from my pouch and set it down, sitting in it. "That's the first step. Next you have to surrender your entire self to me."
"You'll take my maidenhood then?" She said, voice a little eager. "If it's you, lord dragon, I wouldn't mind becoming a bride."
I raised an eyebrow. "I have a wife, and that's one way she refuses to share me. You're joining my hoard, so you'll be mine, but there won't be any marriage. And no, sex isn't what I need. I need submission. Which means before I break you in, I have to break you in general." At her worried frown I waved her off. "Not physically I'm not going to hurt you." I explained what I wanted.
"You said there would be no debasing." She pouted accusingly. It was super fucking hot. At my unimpressed gaze of response she sighed and turned around, bending her knees. "Is this the method you wish me to use to…submit, my lord?"
I grinned. I'd given her an explanation and even pulled up some quick videos on my phone, which I think distracted her almost more than the situation. Had to love magic transdimensional lightning phones. Speaking of which, I pulled it out and picked out a song with a nice quick beat. "It is." I hit a button to start the music. "Do it."
Her hips started to move. Clumsy at first, in winding dips and pops, bouncing her abundant cheeks, occasionally smacking them together enough to make a sound, though she was far from competent enough to clap them.
I leaned back and grinned as the elegant, classy queen of Arendelle twerked her juicy pawg ass right in my fucking face. I could see the blush staining her neck even from behind she shook and bounced and wriggled, and the fact that she was so fucking hot and out of her element saved her from some of the clumsiness, but some of it was just natural talent. Else was a born dancer.
Finally I lost my fucking mind and grabbed her, yanking her into my chair and onto my lap. I ground that fat gorgeous ass into my lap, letting her feel my cock as my fingers slipped down to her clit and started rubbing. A quick nearly electric burst of life energy courtesy of previous evolutions jumped to her clit and she squealed in shock and amazement.
I kept rubbing her pussy, enjoying the wiggling ass all over me. "You mentioned your maidenhood?" I purred in her ear, nipping at her neck.
"Anything lord dragon." She crooned. "You've already made me safe to be around. You've earned me. Claim your treasure." She was panting and whining and the words understandably hit a lot of buttons for me.
Slipping my hand down I unbuttoned my pants, fishing my cock out. I'd gotten her nice and worked up, and I used Eros and Psych to tweak her pain responses a bit so getting her cherry popped wouldn't hurt. Placing the head of my cock against the sopping little pussy I'd just been manhandling.
It was a tight squeeze. Twenty something virgins weren't my usual type, and even supernatural pussy couldn't beat the vise that was Elsa's royal cunt.
I groaned as she slid down, letting out a ragged gasp as the temporary pain registered as a surge of pleasure. I had to work at it a bit to bottom out in her, and looking over her shoulder at where I was inside her I could see her pussy was stretched tight around me to a visible degree.
She groaned at the sensation. "Lord dragon." She moaned lustily. "You've plundered the royal person quite uncouthly. Is this how one treats a treasure?" She was teasing, and I slapped her jiggly ass, earning a whine and a wiggle.
"I know when a treasure can handle being treated roughly. And my new queen won't break. Great art should be enjoyed. Now start bouncing queenie." I slapped her ass again. "I want to enjoy my new treasure thoroughly."
Despite the command, I didn't leave it all to her. I grabbed her by the hips, sliding her up my cock and then slamming her back down. Her body was at least decently study. She might only be a C ranker because of magic, but she was a nordic queen, and she had that viking sturdiness under the royal elegance.
To my surprise, she loved the rough stuff. I tapped her cervix on each downswing, and I planned to adjust after the first one, because the pleasure to pain thing had been turned off after she'd had some time to get used to my size. To my shock though, every tap on her cervix had her cunt writhing like a silked snake.
"I'm sorry lord dragon!" She wailed. "I can't be beautiful for you. I feel so amazing, I must look a mess! Use me for your pleasure! Plunder your strumpet queen!" She was babbling lots of shit about dockside whores and dignity and humiliation and I loved it but I started to tune it out as I fucked up into her harder.
Not enough to hurt her, but Elsa was one of those girls that liked some pain mixed in with her pleasure apparently, and I was going to give it to her. I felt my balls start to tighten and grinned as I bounced her faster. I was gonna cum, and I was lining up her orgasm too.
She was squealing and begging now. "Please lord dragon? I'm coming undone. Please show your new treasure mercy and give me the pleasure I crave!" This wasn't about power of duty anymore, the girl was just getting fucked right and she liked it. I picked up speed, coming up on my finish.
"I'll give it to you queenie." I hissed. "Just like I gave you every inch of this dick. Now get ready, because here. I. COME." I unloaded my balls and slammed down on about six orgasms at the same time, not enough to mind break but enough to finish the job. As spurt after spurt emptied into her royal pussy I grinned at the orange snake Brand burning into place on her already glowing booty. My girls were going to be so pissed about how many of these bitches I was bringing home. Worth it though.
May 29th 2016 Ice Castle, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT
I hadn't upgraded Elsa right away. I probably should have stopped fucking her and just gotten it over with, but honestly I was having too much fun. It took about three hours for me to finish up with her (sturdy viking queen or not, all her enhancement was in her powers and her body wasn't up for more).
"So, how do you feel?" I asked the nearly purring queen curled up on my chest. I'd eventually snagged a bed out of my pouch and set it up for us, and she was snuggled up against me staring up at me in adoration. I never did get tired of that look.
She wiggled slightly, her cushioned booty rubbing enjoyably against my body. "I feel…beloved, lord dragon. I've read about this kind of sensation, but being with a man, being with you, and feeling so…taken care of. Even if my powers were to come back I wouldn't regret this."
"Well they naturally would." I said with a nod. "That's why we had to make sure you surrendered yourself to me completely. Now I can fix them permanently. Not just take them away, but alter them so you can properly control them. I want you Elsa, powers and all. And to that end, I have just the thing to fix you up."
Slipping my hand into my pouch (it was on my belt next to the bed) I pulled out a single white feather, almost seeming gilded in gold.
[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Seraphim Remige- C rank wing feather. A feather from the wing of a high order angel. Plucked from an enemy by Mammon, the former prince of greed, this was kept as a trophy of his victory of the angel Araquiel in battle. A powerful feather imbued with holy might.]
"I've decided that due to your grace and beauty, the only thing I can possibly make you is an angel." I told her dotingly. Of course, that was bullshit, I had a lot of options, but I didn't have an angel yet, and wings would look fucking delectable perched atop dat ass. Might as well play it up for brownie points though.
She blinked at me. "An…angel? What do you mean make me an angel? You want to change me?" She sounded hurt by that, so I pulled her against me stroking her hair. She was so fucking sexy, this was totally worth using up that pointless angel feather I'd found in Mammon's lock box.
"Shhh." I said softly. "That's just how I'll fix your power. You'll still be the same person. Anna's sister, my treasure. Your mind won't change, just your body and powers. It's the same thing I've done to myself. How I became a dragon. You'll be fine." Probably. I wasn't even sure this would work considering Elsa wasn't even here, but it SHOULD. "All you need to know is whether you trust me."
She looked a bit afraid, but eventually nodded. "I trust you, lord dragon. If you want me to become an…angel." She said the world like she was sounding it out. I guessed she wasn't familiar with the mythology. Maybe they were norse here, who knew. "I shall become the most beautiful angel you can imagine."
I smacked her plush ass playfully and she squeaked, blushing and hiding her face in my chest. "Someone's got a high opinion of herself. Up off the bed, I need a good view of you to upgrade." I didn't but she was naked and very pleasant to look at, and I didn't mind a show while I worked. I briefly entertained the idea of making her twerk for me again, but that would probably be too distracting even for my brain.
She scrambled up, standing unashamed in front of me. I'd trained any hint of body bashfulness out of her thoroughly in the last few hours. When she indicated she was ready, I held up the feather and triggered the merge.
The feather vanished in a riot of light, same as Elsa, and the two shifting and merged together. I studied it as per usual, trying to work out the mechanisms and only scratching the surface as the karmic threads spun and wove around each other like they were on a loom. Finally, the light faded, and Elsa stood in front of me proudly.
Her platinum hair was now ACTUALLY platinum, looking like spun metal, and her body had toned slightly without losing her round hips and wide ass. Her tits were maybe a bit bigger, so sue me, but only a C cup at most.
The biggest change though, was behind her. Wings. Wide and proud and glorious. Bright almost glowing white, edged with the same platinum as her hair along the bristles of her feathers, shimmering in the bright light as they moved slightly along with her breathing.
[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Elsariel, Angel of Ice and Snow- B ranked Seraphim. A newly winged angel who owes fealty not to heaven, but to her lover and master, the Dragon God Nicholas Lord.]
"So…" I said with a smile. "Can you feel it? Can you feel the control of your powers you now have?" I'd made control a big part of the upgrade, though most of it had been used baptizing her body in angelic power. I was going to wreck that plump ass again first chance I got, and I wanted her to physically capable of taking a real fucking. Plus…protection and power and whatever.
Elsa's eyes were alight with reverence and joy. "It's…effortless. The concept of my powers going out of control seems almost nonsensical." She held up a hand, and a small globe of whirling snow materialized on her palm. "They're a part of me, like a muscle. This is amazing." He wings fluttered happily and I had to actively suppress a hard on.
I was pretty sure I had an angel fetish, because knowing my knew angel QUEEN was down to pound made me want to take a break from this whole island mess and just spend the next few days balls deep in celestial pussy.
I forced that impulse down, because I had to get to my mother and get her help learning magic. Before that though…I kind of wanted to have a little fun of the non fucking variety. "You look amazing Elsa. You're the most beautiful treasure I own." I winked at her. "Don't tell the other girls, they'll get jealous."
She giggled, preening at the praise. She seemed much more comfortable with me, though whether that was because of the upgrade or because I'd granted her dreams I didn't know. "Thank you my lord." She said with an attempted curtsy.
Looking down with a frown, she flicked her fingers and a silvery gown of glimmering snowflakes and frost wove itself onto her body. It looked like a little lace baby doll, and she even had an icy thong on. I winced at that, apparently Elsa really WAS immune to cold. That would have been so uncomfortable for me.
Banishing mental images of tongues stuck to light poles with all of considerable willpower, I slipped on my pants, holding out my hand to her as I let my own wings unfurl. "Well, how about I escort my angel out on her first flight? How about queenie, want to go flying with your lord dragon?"
Her beatific smile was blinding as we spread our wings and with a single beat, went shooting up out of the ice palace. There was a small gap in the highest point for stargazing, and we shot through it nearly the instant we began moving, the world blurring past as our powerful wings hurled us up into the sky.
I noticed the girls and Rumple sitting at a campfire with Svan and Kristoff but I glanced away once I saw they were ok. I focused on Elsa, her eyes boiling with joy and excitement, and I felt the same way. I couldn't believe I'd never taken any of my girls human form flying.
Amy was a dragoness, but it was a new development, and she hadn't acclimated to her new wings yet in this form. She transformed into a dragon completely or not at all, I suspected because her hybrid form made her self conscious. Whisper had wings, but they were so low level she had no chance of keeping up with me like this.
Elsa wasn't JUST flying, the snow and ice in the air around us seemed to almost propel her, whirling around her wings in complex up drafts that made every beat a work of art. I'd long since let go or her hand, and with a beat of our wings we were up above the clouds, the moon shining down an endless sea of dark.
We swept along the tops of the cloud banks in wide circles, though I was careful not to hit the borders of this pocket dimension. We circled and whirled, spinning through the air, and at one point our wings propelled us up to a dizzying height and the two of us just plummeted into the clouds, whooping in joy.
This was…pretty fucking cool. I'd never experienced anything like this before. For a minute, my brain just turned off, all I could feel was the wind in my hair and face. My heart pounded and soared at the same time and looking at Elsa in the shimmering moonlight, aglow in ice and silver, I just felt…peaceful.
Something about the combination of factors. A dragon alone in the sky with my beautiful treasure, a queen at my side, just brought such pure happiness to my heart that it made me dizzy. I wasn't even thinking about fuckin- oh wait, no her baby doll went up on a dive, seriously though, THAT ASS.
In any case, it was nice. Something I needed I think. And after about twenty minutes of tag, hide and seek with clouds, and a little midair makeout session (I considered joining the mile high club but I knew if we started I'd be fucking her for days, though I got a nice grope in of that seraphic dumptruck) we eventually decided it was time to descend.
We glided down in a spiral, circling the ice palace and landing lightly in the snow. I noticed Elsa was treading across the tops of it effortlessly without sinking in, her whole self in tune with the winter around us.
I let her walk ahead of me, taking a moment to admire the wing booty combo I'd created. Fuck I could look at that all day. Eventually though we reached the makeshift camp, and everyone looked up.
When Anna saw her sister she looked confused. "Elsa? Is that you?" THe confusion gave way to joy as she bolted through the snow to throw herself on my new angel. "You look so beautiful! I'm so happy to see you, did Lord Nicholas help you like he promised?"
"He did." Said Elsa happily. "More than you can know. I feel…so free. I've never felt this unburdened. It's amazing."
I nodded. "It's also exactly what we needed to end this fable." They turned to me in confusion. "It's too complicated to explain in a short time, but you're not really here. Your souls were pulled in. I'll be coming to get you before heading home Elsa, and don't worry, the changes I made are permanent. But this dream is ending soon, and I wanted to say goodbye."
I didn't know where Elsa was, but I could find her. We were bound together now, and with Ariel and Ruby working together finding a path and opening a portal would be cake. I gestured silently for Ruby to get a sniff of Elsas soul so we could track her down.
As the two of them dissolved into shimmering lights, freed from the fable this world had trapped them in, I smiled at my new angel. It wouldn't be long before I saw her again. I just had to make it through this damned island.
May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 9:00 P.M EDT
The change in environment between one fable and the next was staggering as we stepped from a frozen kingdom into an equally chilled desert. I blinked in surprise as we landed, scowling down at the ground. "Fucking sand." I spat. "I hate sand." I smacked my lips as the tiny dry grains invaded my mouth, disgusted at the dry crackly taste. I felt like I'd been drinking Lacroix.
Glancing up into the too clear sky, I stared off into the stars, enjoying at least part of the atmosphere. Zee giggled as she stepped up, muttering a few words and flicking her fingers. A wave of soothing, cleansing energy rolled over us, banishing the dust and making me feel like I'd just taken a luxurious bath. "There you big baby." She said with a laugh. "How is that?"
"Good." I said unashamedly. "Just what I was hoping for. Now, without the shitty sand, I'd say this place is actually pretty. Big ass moon shining on the dunes, lots of stars." I glanced at my girls. "Ruby, Ariel, what do you think?"
Ruby looked interested but not too impressed, but Ariel was staring around excitedly, eyes wide with awe. "It's…it's so much like home!" She said, much to my confusion. "I can't believe how similar this is to the ocean. All that's missing is the seawater and all my undersea friends." Her childlike joy at seeing a desert for the first time was a bit infectious honestly, and it made me take another look.
Which was when I spotted the city in the distance. "Hey, you guys notice that?" I pointed off into the distance. GLeaming in the bright moonlight, towering over the dunes, was an absolutely massive city of white stone, with big Taj Mahal style domed buildings and shit, and lots of gold trim. Obviously, I appraised it immediately.
[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Agrabah, City of a Thousand Tales- C ranked city. The Jewel of the Desert, Agrabah is an independent City/State ruled by a Sultan. Home to sorcerers, djinn, and all manner of secrets, Agrabah stands as a testament to the perseverance of human will against the elements.]
"This is…Aladdin?" I said cautiously, looking around. "But WHICH Aladdin. The disney version isn't too bad, but the original was much less cozy. Or is it a mix?" I turned to the girls. "Keep on your toes ladies. And you too Rumple, unless you've been here before?"
He shook his head. "Agrabah was never one of my favored destinations. There's a particular kind of viper here whose venom is widely sourced for assassination, but I never felt the need to come here on my own. Sand and heat aren't things I particularly enjoy, and while there are certain treasures to be found here, you can have most exported for enough gold."
Shrugging, I looked down at our clothes. "Alright, well that's Agrabah, I assume the fable in question can be addressed in there. Zee, can you hook a dragon up?"
"Clothes beam!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, blasting me with energy before raking the attack across the others. I smirked at her and she shrugged. "What? I liked those videos." She struck a pose, showing off her outfit. She'd obviously cast it on herself while my vision was obstructed.
My eyes raked over her curvy body, tits pushed up and wrapped tight in the most flattering way, flat stomach exposed, wide hips adorned with jingling gold and gauzy purple pants. She even had her face covered with a veil. Ruby was dressed similar, but in red, with Ariel rocking a blue version of the belly dancer outfit.
Rumple cleared his throat, and I turned to my brother. He was wearing a thick dark tunic and pants with gold piping, and a turban. I had on a similar outfit, though in dark green with gold piping instead of black. I pulled it off much better because of my increased height and muscle. "Alright, seems like we're good. Everyone ready to approach the city?"
Zee nodded, then turned to Ruby. "Ok, this place isn't exactly feminism forward. Try to stick close to Nicky, and let him handle the talking. While you're strong enough to eat this whole city if you feel the need, we don't want to murder thousands of innocent people because some of them were creepy assholes."
"They won't touch you." I growled. "Don't worry about that. You can do what you want, I'll handle the rest."
Ruby smiled sweetly at me. "Knowing you'd fight a city for me is heartwarming, but I'd rather not cause all those deaths. I'll play the meek little dancer." She swayed her hips in an enchanting display, toned stomach flexing. "I especially like the way you're looking at me. These outfits giving you harem ideas?"
"I HAVE a harem." I pointed out smugly. "But yes, I want to fuck all three of you at once in those clothes."
Rumple rolled his eyes. "Can we go please?" His voice sounded tired, like my lust for booty was draining his will to live. I made a note to mention to Snow and Charming that harem exposure was Rumple's one true weakness. I couldn't wait to see their heads explode as they tried to balance their adoring fairytale romance with their pragmatic combat mentalities. "At this rate we'll still be here at sunrise, and I'd prefer to avoid baking alive in a desert."
"Man, for an immortal deal making imp with nearly vast unknowable powers you're pretty bitchy." I observed as we set off. "Maybe you should try eating more fiber. Even evil demon sorcerers need to stay regular."
He glared at me as he cursed, trying to adjust his cane as he walked. "Were you not my brother, dearie, you would suffer pain unimaginable for such mockery."
"Aw lighten up Rumple." I snorted. "I'm not scared of you, you know. That's not the worst thing. Having a little brother could be good practice for having a kid. You'll need to figure out how to interact with your boy when you get back, right? Can't just smite everyone who is insolent. My grand nephew is bound to mouth off."
I saw him stiffen as we walked, and my eyes narrowed. "What was that?" I said quickly, coming to a stop.
He averted his gaze. "What was what?" He asked evasively. "I said nothing."
"No, but you just got cagey out of nowhere. I know what it looks like when people hide shit, brother mine." I turned to glare at him. "I mentioned the kid and you clammed up. Why?"
He grimaced. "It's not…it may be nothing." His face looked genuinely tormented for a moment. "There was…a prophecy. That a boy would lead me to my son. That the boy would be my undoing. But he didn't, not really. You did. You brought me to Bae." His eyes were pleading. "Will you be my undoing, brother?"
I rolled my eyes. "No. I won't be your undoing. Trust me, no prophecy you have access to could touch me. Henry was probably the boy, but my presence has changed things. I've interfered with your fate. But, if it bothers you so much, I can help." I held out my hands. "Do you want me to sift the threads of your fate, to find the connection between you two again and examine it?"
Henry was a cool kid, and my brother was a petty and spiteful person. I didn't hold that against him, granted, but it was still true. Know your allies as well as your enemies, as the old man would say, and control them even more thoroughly.
He looked afraid, but hopeful. "You can do that? You can help me? I don't want to hurt him. Bae would never forgive me. But I can't just let him spell my doom. Is there some way to fix it?"
As I'd assumed. I knew Rumple well enough even after such a short time. My brother was the epitome of the scorpion and the frog. The trick with scorpions was always knowing when they would be tempted to sting you, and avoiding that temptation. At my nod, he reached out, taking my hands in his, right there in sand on the path to Agrabah.
It didn't take long to find Henry's thread. I had a point of reference since I'd both found it before and it was connected to me too. I passed my hand through tangled strands of black karma, unwinding the single strand of mixed gold and black. Once I got it out I held it up, studying it intensely.
As the dragon god of karma, I could and sometimes did look more deeply than my surface gaze. The fine currents of karma and its weave were difficult to trace, but I could look.
The strand was…fraught. The inside a mass of knotted weaves of even finer thread, dark, light, some even seemingly invisible but for a slight shimmer. It was complicated and obnoxious to look at. Wrapping the thread around my palms in a way I couldn't describe having learned, I PULLED.
An outside might have expected the thread to snap, but I felt it bite into my palms as I expected. As it drew my powerful blood, my energy seeped into the thread, and as I pulled the images inside scaled larger, projecting a massive tapestry of karmic fate around my like I was standing inside of a tunnel.
I found the threads connecting them, found some threads that should have connected them but that had been severed by an item much like the shears I'd used to sever Raven from her father. After much searching though, I located a single knot, an intersection of dozens of strands tangled into a messy impossible ball.
"I found it." I said slowly. The heart of the knot pulsed with darkness. "I can fix it. Drain away the darkness, but there will be a price. This knot is part of you, part of your nature. If I undo it, the strands surrounding it will come loose, threads of fate will be unmoored, whipping into any of a million possible directions and anchoring you to a destiny beyond what you expected."
I really had no idea what this would do. Making changes to the knots of karma inside a person or inside their threads was kind of like performing emergency surgery in the dark with a two sided knife that you picked up at random without knowing which edge was sharp. I could DO this, I just didn't know what would happen. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited to find out.
He stared at me, worried and afraid. I could tell that he was assuming I'd kill him if he decided to go after Henry. He was right. It wasn't personal. The kid was just more interesting, less set in his ways. The flows of karma around him shifted oddly, and I had a feeling he had big things coming. It was why I hadn't tried to get him to sign up so I could merge him. I'd just given him that crystal for protection.
"Aye." He finally said. "Do it. Protect my grandson. Come what may." I saw a pulse out of the corner of my eye, and a strand of golden thread outside of Henry's thrummed. When it did, the darkness around me pulsed. Interesting.
Ignoring that, I put my hand (metaphysical of course) on the knot and reached for the dark. The stain of fell karma was obvious, and it was the easiest thing in the world to rip it clear out, slurping it up like a delicious bowl of noodles. It only took me a second, and as I released my hold, I felt my palms ache as they knitted back together.
The threads of karma rioted as he stumbled back, and I shut my karmic eye rather than watch. These weren't the mysteries of the universe, they were just random consequences. Like he'd said. Come what may. As he toppled over backwards though, I scowled, narrowing my eyes at his prone form in the sand. "Gods damn it. I'm going to have to carry him aren't I?"
May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 10:00 P.M EDT
We got stopped at the gate. Obviously. A bunch of sexy belly dancer girls and a huge dude carrying an unconscious body. "Halt!" Bellowed the bareilly chested guard in the black vest and the puffy white hat I had no name for and didn't feel like appraising. "What is your purpose in Agrabah, strangers?"
I grinned at him, slipping a hand into my pouch and bringing it out full of super basic low quality gems. "We are but humble wandering merchants." I said, holding the gams up to sparkle off the light of the torches the guard behind yelling guy was holding up. "We seek to establish trade with your great city. Would you permit us entry?"
Emotions could be a moving target, but the simpler the person the simpler they were to pin down. Greed especially I was well acquainted with for obvious reasons. I could see the glimmer of avarice in their eyes as they stared at the sparkling jewels.
Yelling guy stepped back, sweeping into a deep bow. "Of course, my friend. Had I known of your illustrious nature I would never have blocked your path." He turned to snap at the further back guard with the torch. "Amir! Open that gates immediately! Don't leave our illustrious guest waiting out in the cold sand with his burden."
Amir, a younger man who didn't look amused by being forced to play toady for his ass kissing boss, nodded silently and vanished behind the portcullis. Not too long after, the massive wooden gates began to swing inward admitting us to the city.
We thanked them both (I tossed them each a cheap gem, at this point in my life normal mortal stones weren't worth much of anything anyway) and headed into town.
"So, what are we going to look for here?" Asked Zee as she stepped up next to me. "Because I seem to remember this place having a princess. We making a pitstop?"
I almost salivated at the thought, sexy desert princess get, and she was already used to the harem thing. Jasmine would be a perfect fit…but I knew that I needed to play this out first. I could nail her after we went through the fable. I had enough experience with them to hold the place together for a while once we finished.
Sadly, this particular story wasn't called Jasmine, it was called Aladdin, and we needed to track down the aforementioned street rat so we could tag along on his trip to the Cave of Wonders. I explained this all to Zee, who snickered at my dour face.
"Is missing out on new princess pussy that big a loss to you?" She asked maliciously. "You know you still have one on hand who needs some attention." Her lip poked out in a pout. "And you haven't been paying much attention to the rest of us either." Averting her gaze, she sulked a little, and I sighed as I pulled her against me.
"I get it. And I'll take care of my girls as soon as we get a minute." I pinched her fleshy ass lightly and she squeaked in appreciation. "But that isn't what I was bummed about." Or not entirely anyway. "I'm annoyed that we're going to be going into the Cave of Wonders, a place of untold treasure, and none of it is real."
Patting my chest, Zee cooed in sympathy. "Poor baby. Do you want to have a four way on a pile of gold? Make some nice memories after we find the place?"
I shrugged. "I dunno." I said glumly. "Maybe. I don't think we have the time." I knew we should stay on task. As tempting as they were in their belly dancer outfits, there wasn't a pressing reason to put off.
"Don't be such a downer." She said critically. "Poor Ruby is the only one here who hasn't had her back door broken in. And I want a taste of the new redhead. She's been eyeing me up since your little marathon. Just because you can't get everything you want doesn't mean the rest of us don't need taking care of."
I eyes Ruby's tight, toned ass as it swayed ahead of us. She was right, and I did want to give it a try. I bit my lip, groaning appreciatively as Zee subtly ran her hand over the front of my pants. "If you keep that up I'll bend you over in one of these alleys?"
She squeezed my cock through my pants and I bit back a groan as she hissed in my ear. "Do it! Punish me, Mr. Dragon. Discipline your bad little harem slut for being such a tease!"
With the force of will I imagine green lantern uses to lift a planet, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away. "Ok, you're ABSOLUTELY getting your pretty little cunt pulverized in front of the others at the first opportunity. But for now we need to find a place to stay. So be good until I can fuck you like you deserve."
Whining, she wriggled against my grip, her hand trying to get back to my dick before she pulled away with a bratty 'humph'.
My lips curled up in a smile as I saw her slight smirk as she turned away. She was hoping to turn my mood around, and she'd done a good job. My Archon knew how to take care of her dragon, and I wondered how much of her fun times with Ruby were out of genuine lust and how much was Zee hoping to keep our puppy nice and tame.
I was glad I'd brought her. Zee might not manage my girls like Amy, but she knew how people worked and how to keep them happy.
By the time we reached the inn the guard had mentioned and paid with cheap shitty stones, everyone was exhausted though. I debated giving the girls the dick they needed, but I decided to focus on the task at hand. Besides, I really was excited about the Cave of Wonders now, and waiting until we were there to enjoy ourselves seemed worth it.
We all drifted off, sleeping soundly in a big pile on one of the two beds (Rumple got his own) before getting up to face the day,
"Alright." I said as we all gathered in the room the next morning. "Basic breakdown of our plans. I'm going to wander the streets. The guy we're looking for is pretty distinctive, what with the fez and the trail of angry guards. I want you three to stay here and watch out for Rumple. I don't want him confused when he wakes up. He might try to break the fable and screw up the plan."
I appraised my brother, the results not being any different than they were before didn't appease me. I wasn't sure what was happening to him, but whatever it was, it was probably going to have weird results. Oh well, my girls could handle it easily enough. Zee alone could take Rumple at his best, nevermind half conscious and coming out of a small coma.
After I let them know their jobs (and listened to the bitching about leaving them behind) I set off into Agrabah. As much as I wanted to bring them, my girls were not subtle, especially not dressed like that.
Wandering around town, I got a good look at the place, and was intrigued by what I found. Sadly, nothing I bought or sold would matter, since this wasn't a real place. The gems I paid already were basically the rocks from the bottom of a fishbowl to me, so losing them was fine, but it chapped my ass that I couldn't regain any of the points I'd lost so far.
Except…maybe I could. I remembered the beetle Aladdin used to enter the cave in the movie. It had been ages, but I was pretty sure that thing had been basically alive.
If it was alive I could catch it and cow it into submission. I could upgrade it with the ability to travel between worlds to find me (and open gates between them so I could enter the cave). Having access to an interdimensional treasure storage cave would be useful, my pouch was starting to get a bit small for my growing hoard. Not to mention all the points I could get for taking the cave.
My pondering about possible ways to get that done was interrupted, however, by the bellow of an angry guard. "Stop! Thief!" I stopped, turning and looking up to see a blur of purple and red flash by along the rooftops. I whistled to myself. Had to hand it to Aladdin, the man was quick for a normal human being.
Smirking, I pushed off the sand, landing on the roof of the nearest building. Palming a figure from my pouch I used my obfuscation spell, offsetting the attention to the statue as I dropped it on the roof out of the way and spread my wings, taking off after the men with a single flap.
Speeding out over the city, I was impressed by Agrabah. For an old school desert city it was surprisingly clean. Buildings were a nice crisp white (sun bleached probably) streets were level and paved with densely packed sandstone. Up this high the wind cooled me rather than letting me bake in the sun, and I just enjoyed the show as I followed the large group of men with very sharp scimitars trying to behead the guy I was looking for.
I wasn't worried. Aladdin was an obvious pro, darting between rooves, clambering up walls, swinging across gaps on laundry lines. He looked like he was setting a time on his favorite obstacle course rather than trying to escape murderous sultanate soldiers.
He led them on a merry chase around the city, and I glided overhead leisurely enjoying the sights. Saw a couple of the harem girls out and about, similarly dressed to my own and escorted by guards. They were cute enough, but none of them really tickled my fancy. Curvy tan bodies, wide hips, lots of cleavage. Sexy, but not supernaturally so like all my girls.
Finally, Aladdin slipped into an alley and I noticed a shape come over the top of the building. A fucking MONKEY wearing a fez and (holy fuck that was cute in real life, Ariel was going to lose her shit) dislodged a pot and sent a wall of fabric crashing down over the guards.
While their eyes were covered, Aladdin slipped sideways into a window then out the other side, breaking line of sight and officially getting away.
I followed the kid (he looked about seventeen) for a few blocks before he finally slumped down behind an empty building, exhaust, and withdrew his prize…a loaf of bread. He took a big bite, then tore a piece off and handed it to Abu, who had hopped down to stand on his shoulder. As I watched, another form appeared from the end of the alley that connected to the spot he was resting.
Not wanting to interrupt, I landed on the roof, crouching down to listen as the weird looking old man (who appraise told me was a C-rank Jafar) began to question the kid about his crush on the princess and suggest ways he could become worthy of her.
Damn, seemed like she was spoken for. I couldn't see a way for me to rack jack the guy and still finish the fable, so apparently Jasmine was off the table. The wizard finished manipulating and darted away, leaving the kid confused and thoughtful, so I hopped down off my building, landing on the sand loud enough to be heard.
His head jerked up, and I held up my hands with a grin. "So…I was hoping we might have a chat, kid." I said calmly. "Seems like you and I have a goal in common."
May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 11:00 A.M EDT
"Who are you?" He barked, hopping back and assuming some kind of defensive stance. THe monkey bounced up and down, shrieking angrily at me. I looked at them both in amusement until they realized I wasn't doing anything and calmed down slightly. "What do you want with me?"
I shrugged. "I'm Nick. And I want the same thing that weird old asshole wants. The Cave of Wonders."
"How do you know what it's called?" He said slowly. "He didn't mention that. And if you're working together why didn't you appear until after he was gone. You seem almost as weird as him."
Rolling my eyes, I scoffed at him. "I said I want the same thing, not that I work with him. And I might be a little strange, but I'm not WEIRD. That guy is a total freakshow. He's like next level creepy. It's like someone performed a ritual to summon an elemental from the plane of 'hey kid do you want some candy?' I'm legitimately insulted at the comparison."
Things were going a bit differently in this fable than in the movie. Jafar had rescued Aladdin from a prison cell in the Disney version. It had probably helped him build a lot of trust. In this version he caught up to him after an escape, and I could work with that.
"I…don't know what any of those words mean." He said slowly. "But I take your point, he was a bit unsettling. What makes you any better?"
That got a laugh from me. "I'm not." I clarified. "Don't trust me. But it can't hurt to have a little backup in reserve. Let me follow you out there, I'll stay out of sight and help you out if something goes wrong. I won't even take anything from the cave. I just want one thing and I'll take it after the place closes."
After the Cave shut the scarab halves would fall out of its eyes and roll down a sand dune. I'd be there to pick them up, on top of helping Aladdin out so he didn't fall or pass the lamp to Jafar, which would shortcut a lot of the story.
Of course, Aladdin, being a born street rat who stole to feed himself daily, didn't even take my word for that. His eyes narrowed and his stance shifted. To a normal person he would have seemed to be backing down, but I could obviously see him shift on the balls of his feet getting ready to attack. I ignored it. He was an H ranker. Bleeding edge of human power and maybe just a tad beyond, but nothing close to being able to hurt me.
[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Aladdin- H ranked diamond in the rough. A natural prodigy able to acquire skills quickly and with an unusual amount of natural luck Aladdin is born thief with a knack for getting out of tight situations.]
He really wasn't bad. I briefly wondered if I could recruit him after this, but I didn't want to have to go pick him up, plus his real world self was probably already with the princess and I didn't want to keep her around when I couldn't fuck her. Plus he was so low ranked it wasn't worth it anyway.
"So." He said, easing himself to the side, leading my vision as he prepared for a blitz. "How do I check if you're the real deAL!" As he finished the last word, he whirled forward off his back foot, his heel sweeping up in a brutal and flawless kick right at my throat.
I didn't even bother to dodge, I just let his foot slam into the column of my neck and crumple like an old soda can. He screamed, falling to the ground, and I sighed and rolled my eyes. Reaching down, I retraced the path of my power slightly so I could generate some vital electricity to heal him.
He grunted and screamed as the bones in his foot reset and repaired themselves. 'That answer your question?" I said with a chuckle. "I could tear you into little pieces, and most people would for trying what you just did. Instead, I'm offering to help you."
Staring down at his foot and then back up at me in fear he massaged the repaired appendage. "I…how did you? What are you?"
I flickered my eyes to their draconic appearance. "I'm a dragon. Don't know if you even have those here, but in my natural form im a giant terrifying winged lizard who breathes terrifying power."
"Similar to the Falak?" He said in confusion. "I know of only one giant serpent, the one who carries the great fish Bahamut, on whose back is the ox who carries the angel who holds up the world."
I wasn't familiar with the mythology, but I shrugged. It had Jormungandr vibes, and I kind of counted him as a dragon. "Maybe a relative, who knows. Point is, I'm way too powerful to need to lie to you. I could eat you for breakfast with no effort. I'm not, because I like your style. I want to help you out, and all I want in return is a single object you won't need anyway."
He stared down at his foot. "I…I suppose you could just as easily have left my foot broken. If I was crippled like that it would have ruined my life. I couldn't ever steal food again, and would have starved to death."
I winced. "Ouch, talk about a high risk gig. If you do this though, you can retire in style. I'll protect you from the old guy, and trust me, you'll need it. He's WAY stronger than he seems." Holding out my hand, I gave him my most sincere smile. "So what do you say? Partners?" I hadn't been lying earlier. I respected the hustle. I hoped he took me up on it. Not that it mattered too much. If he said no I'd just follow him and jump Jafar AFTER he stole the lamp.
His eyes were intense as he stared down at my hand, but to my delight, he took it and shook. I'd expected that. Aladdin might be a protag in a Disney movie, but he was morally flexible enough to make the smart choice too. I was obviously too powerful to fuck with, and if I wanted something from him I could just take it. It was a good reason to play along.
"Excellent." I said with a grin. "Now, from his comments, he arranged a special place for you to meet after sundown? How are you going to get past the gate guards?"
Chest puffing up with pride, Aladdin smirked. "I might not be a drag-on, but I'm the most successful street rat in Agrabah. Nowhere in town is safe from me. I'll take the back way past the walls. I assume you have a way to get out?"
I smirked back, spreading my wings and enjoying the flinch as his eyes widened. "I was just going to fly." I said with a shrug.
"Right…you have wings." He said blandly. "You mentioned those." I was disappointed he didn't react more, but I had to give him props for it. "So, what exactly is it that you want anyway?" He asked. "Some huge gem or something? That old man showed me a big handful of gems that looked pretty impressive."
I rolled my eyes, reaching into my pouch and pulling out a handful of gemworld stones. "More impressive than these?" I said in a bored tone. "No, you can have all the stones you want. I just need the golden scarab that opens the place. Both halves."
Having it in two halves was a blessing actually, it meant I could merge them together for the upgrades I needed. The ability to find me anywhere and to open the cave across dimensions. I wondered how high the rank of the things would be. Probably C or B. I'd have to see. At the very least getting the scarab would probably give me points for everything in the actual cave.
Some of that would be gone since real life Aladdin would have taken it to get Jasmine to give up the booty. Speaking of which, despite not planning to nail her, I was curious. "So, you're doing all this for a princess right? I can understand the motivation. What's so impressive about her anyway?"
He snorted. "Her eyes are the amber of the sweetest honey. Her lips the red of ripe berries. Her smile could outshine the setting of a thousand suns. When I gaze into her beautiful face I feel myself falling for eternity."
"Huge tits huh?" I said cupping my hands in front of my chest so he would understand the reference.
Face flushing, he shrugged. "They aren't…small. But it's not about that. Jasmine and I are destined to be together. I've know it since the moment I saw her. I would never be so crass as to desire a woman just for her body."
"Bullshit." I snorted. "She's hot and rich. Wanting to fuck her and retire on her daddy's money has to have popped into your head. We both know you're poor as hell." I held up my palms. "Not that I'm judging man. My girls are fucking gorgeous. You going the harem route? Bet you could talk her into letting you enjoy some of those belly dancers on the side?"
He sputtered. "I… that is. I'm just a peasant. Such things are not for the likes of me."
"Sure kid." I said with a laugh. "But you're going to be a 'prince' better start thinking about how much bountiful belly dancer booty you're going to be clapping once her daddy kicks it and you're Sultan. Maybe wifey will even help you break them in. I know mine does."
I was amused by how shell shocked he seemed, but after I said that his jaw dropped and he basically blue screened. Apparently being a ripped thief dude wasn't as much of a pussy magnet in Agrabah as it would have been back home. I think Jasmine was gonna be his first. I decided to take pity.
"Anyway kid." I laughed. "I'll track you from the walls. Don't wait for me because I don't want to be seen. I'm going to glide overhead out of sight. Just do whatever oldie mcfuckface tells you, and I'll take care of the rest. He won't do anything bad until you accomplish his little task, so you'll be safe until the last second." I paused. "From him. You'll be safe from him. The cave itself will try to murder the shit out of you so keep an eye out."
His expression was flat. "How helpful. Thanks for that. Any other pearls of wisdom?"
"Bitch, you're a professional thief." I said scathingly. "If you can't fucking rob a place without my input what good are you?"
That just got an annoyed shrug, and I turned to head back to my hotel. When I arrived, I headed upstairs to check in with Rumple and the girls. My brother was still out, and when I checked outside I realized I had all day until I had to be at the walls. Jafar wanted to head out at sunset, which was hours away.
I walked downstairs, dumped a few more gems to rent the next room over, then went back up and carried Rumple out of the room with the girls. Then I lifted one of the beds, carried it over to the other and pushed them together, jumping into it and putting my hands behind my head.
"Alright ladies." I smirked at my women. "We have a few hours to kill and you have those sexy ass costumes on. I'm taking those sweet asses for a test drive." Looking them over hungrily I gave all three of them my widest predatory grin. "Dance for me. And let's see where it goes from there."
As usual pat-reon has the advance chapters at that site /malcolmtent hope everyone enjoys.