His whimpering, humiliating and unnerving as they echoed throughout the strange room, is what got to him the most. It wasn't a sound that he was accustomed to hearing as a man of power in Nexus.

His eyes scanned the room taking in anything, everything, while it seemed none of it made sense. The colors were a bit off, as the craftsman responsible had been severely addled by drug or drink. Something he noted for future reference when it came to commissioning new work when he got out of here..... if he got out of here.

A sudden touch along his thigh, sinfully arousing, and yet very startling brought him back to reality. And her face, that beautiful, alluring, soul-stealing beauty that got him in trouble in the first place.

She hadn't said much that whole night. And she didn't need to. Her skin was a cinnamon with lips like coral. Her eyes spoke of southern heritage, surrounded by henna and most likely accustomed to being seen above a veil. Her body was like sin poured into flesh, sinuous in it's hypnotic grace, as if seemingly in constant, subtle motion. Her curves were fuller, like her lips, just shy of voluptuous, but perfectly sculpted. He looked that night and couldn't find a single flaw, in what bits of consciousness he could remember.

And here he was because of it, or perhaps the lack of agreement she had sought by seducing him. "I need a favor Guildsman, and I offer a night of pleasure unlike you will ever know in return.", she had said.

"And what favor could that be for a woman with such opinion of herself. As you must know I am and know of my reputation.", he'd responded with not-so-subtle smirk upon his lips, and met by raucous laughter and cheering from male and female companion alike.

She'd softly smiled, humble, and yet calling to him like true great cat stalking her prey and toying with it. "I know oh so well, and that is why I chose to offer such a gift for such a challenge. Yet consider now and give me your answer as you get only chance to have me. No more." Her voice had absolute certainty and confidence unlike women he had known before, let alone future businessmen.

With a nod of his head for her to continue she spoke, stepping close to whisper into his ear, her breath playing along his ear and neck so erotically. "A single virgin I need delivered at a certain hour. I have chosen her, and she is to be brought unsullied."

He kept himself from shivering only find it continuing as he returned to the present and sa her looking down upon him, leaving him to truly feel like the prey she had seen him as in the beginning. And stripped bare like the night he was with her.

A scream, so sudden that it shattered the eerie quite like adamant rock hurled through the City of Glass. His body jerked, and he looked around frantically hearing the whimper of fear. It was his.

"Oh that my dear Guildsman is sweet music to the ears. You'll find that here such music is necessary lest the Silent Wind bring eternal silence to the living here..." she spoke ominously, and although he wished to shrug off such nonsense her demeanor left him to wonder about the reality.

The silence after the scream was deafening, more so feeling her eyes upon her, unable to move bound as he was to the stone table. A door had opened somewhere and a strong musk of a wet animal, like a monkey, yet stronger, wafted in for but a moment before being replaced by the subtle scent of flowers.

And then she was gone, only to be replaced by three of the most beautiful, and yet somehow alien-looking women he had ever seen. Their heads were clean-shaven, so very well not a hint of hair as revealed. Their bodies were truly a delight to look upon and he silently chastised his body for noticing such details. Something the three women didn't miss.

The women looked him over, moving like dancers in their light silks, always tempting the eyes as if they were about to be exposed only to find it was wishful thinking as the silk somehow always seemed to shift at the right moment to maintain their "modesty".

Their touch was like Heaven, leaving him to wonder if perhaps this was to further coerce him for something. And all over his body did they touch in that erotic way of theirs, and yet he couldn't help but notice an almost distracted look to their eyes as if he was being examined.

"The deal was simple and you failed, unable to keep your hands off of the girl. I kept my end of the bargain and yet thinking with you dick sealed your fate. Perhaps some poetic justice is in order as my Masters never accept failure.", her voice cut in like ice to the flesh fresh out of bed.

And before he could speak those fingers, so tempting, were upon his lips. And it wa when he sought to respond to his captor that he realized, to his horror, that his lips wouldn't move.

And that is when things took a turn for the worse.

A teasing caress across his length, so sensitive to the touch, hands tugging upon it and his heavy sacs. He wanted to moan, but couldn't. His eyes almost closed completely from bliss until he saw the hands of one girl holding his manhood, held completely in the palms of her hands. His moans turning into muffled screams of terror as realization hit him.

"The Neomah work flesh so splendidly don't you think?", she said more than asked before continuing to speak, his eyes darting back and forth between them and her. "They can do such wondrous things with a body, like one beautiful, give a man true stamina and make him a stud. They're even capable of bringing forth life from two parents from just a sampling of their flesh."

Those hellishly arousing fingers continued to work his body, pushing, kneading, shaping him as if he was clay at the hands of a true sculptor. And he continued to scream impotently as he watched all of this, feeling pleasure even as he felt the incessant tug and pull of the Neomah at work.

"And yet you see they can also make someone into someone else, whether animal, different ethnicity, or even....... gender.", she emphasized the last word and looked pointedly to him. "Even remaking a woman's virginity again."

It was then that all of the subtle shifts of his body was starting to make sense as his body began to look more and more like a nubile young woman. And as those fingers worked his eyes looked down only to find his insides revealed and being toyed with and knitted like some strange loom.

And then everything was black.

When he awoke he was alone, still bound to the stone table. Only now his body was not his own, at least not that his mind could recognize. His lips opened as he screamed as his mind began to unravel and prepare to snap. In the back of his mind he noticed the fullness of those lips and thought how ironic they looked like the kind that he had always lusted after on a woman.

The door opened, that musky smell was back, but no flowery scent replaced it. No, the scent grew stronger and a shadow slowly moved over him, large and hulking.

A scream of terror of a maiden pierced the air, from his very lips, truly humiliating him. Or at least it would've had his mind not known complete and utter fear. For before him was an Erymanthoi, a Demon of the First Circle, commonly called the Blood Ape. They made gorillas in Creation look small and meek with a bloodthirstiness unrivaled by berserkers.... and lust just as strong.

His eyes saw her, and she was feeding some creature, a cat maybe, his mind could barely tell, his own gelded manhood. Just as he noticed the Blood Ape guide it's grotesquely large meat between his, (her?), thighs.

"I promised you a night unlike you have ever known. And I kept my bargain. And for each day of work I lost because of you you will know the wicked pleasures of the virgin taken forcefully in every way your twisted mind could think every day.", she said coldy and turned to walk out the room.

And as he watched her go it was then that he noticed the line Blood Apes out the door, aroused, and looking for fresh meat....

The constant scream of the Guildsman still keep the Silent Wind away to this day....... even a decade later.


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