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False Jaina's Crusade	By : Lord22 Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 39796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Fourteen: Onyxia
Stormwind was a truly beautiful city, reflected False Jaina as she looked out the window from her quarters. Behind her, the real Jaina had both of her bodies tied up in two very different fashions. The first was hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier, by chains which led to a pair of golden rings which were attached to her nipples and a pair of golden manacles which drew her legs upwards. A red ballgag was in her mouth, and she was moaning.
So she should have been. Her other self was standing up, unbound, eating her out. Jaina had become very skilled at pleasuring herself by now and did it without nearly as much shame or hesitation as she once had. She really had become a perfect little slut, hadn’t she?
False Jaina resisted the urge to fuck Jaina senseless again. Business came before pleasure, after all. Instead, she snapped her fingers. Instantly the free Jaina broke off what she was doing and stood to attention in a fashion which sent her gigantic tits jiggling in an alluring fashion. The bound Jaina’s restraints disappeared, and she fell down to land on her tits, bouncing for a few moments on them before she arose and also stood to attention.
‘Well,’ said False Jaina, ‘you’ve been having fun I see. I’m afraid I’ll have to cut it short for a different kind of pleasure though, for today is your big day. You’re going to help me capture a beautiful woman to become one of my broodmothers.’
Hesitation and doubt flashed across one of the Jaina’s features, and anticipation and lust went across the others. False Jaina came forward and cupped both by the chin. ‘Oh don’t look so sad, she’s a very bad person you know. Lady Katrina Prestor, or as she is known in her true form, Onyxia. She’s been working to lead Stormwind astray all this time.
‘And we’re going to stop her. It’s a good deed, even if it’s for all the wrong reasons.’ She planted a quick kiss on both their lips. ‘Now let’s find you some new outfits.’
She pointed her index fingers at both Jaina’s and sent forth a beam which filled both with magic. Instantly both Jaina’s long hair flipped into the air and became incredibly curly. Lacey white headpieces appeared on their heads. Their curvaceous forms were soon packed into a black one-piece dress with white trim and a full skirt at knee length. A white apron could also be seen on them, and their long legs were covered in thigh high white lacey stockings. Their feet were shod with nine inch high heels, and in their hands was a feather duster each. They also wore a white lace garter. Their collars had become choke necklaces with their names on it.
Both Jaina’s curtsied in a manner which showed off their cleavage.
‘Well,’ said False Jaina, ‘you do look delicious. I’ll have to invent a game involving these outfits at some point. For now, you will accompany me to my meeting with Onyxia. When I give the command, you will capture her in the way I have taught you to do.’
‘Yes, mistress.’ They said in unison. ‘We understand perfectly.’
‘I’m glad.’ said False Jaina. ‘Well, we’d best not keep our new pet waiting should we?’

Jaina was waiting outside the door to the meeting room, both bodies standing to attention, even if no one could see or hear them. Then along came Katrina Prestor with luscious dark hair and concealing robes that could not hide her ample chest and swaying thighs. Oh, how Jaina looked forward to seeing her stripped and expanded.
Then Prestor looked at her and licked her lips. ’Lady Proudmoore, is it?’
Jaina shifted. Could she see her?
‘Oh yes, I’m talking to you. Not your imposter.’ said Prestor. ‘It’s interesting to see how far you’ve fallen.’ Then she reached forward and driving her hands into Jaina’s cleavage and messaging her gigantic tits. The sensation was amazing, and Jaina heard herself moan. ‘Oh you enjoy that, don’t you? Well, we’ll have to find a way to keep you occupied while I have my meeting.’
She looked hungry suddenly and leaned in to kiss Jaina. Jaina kissed back, it was her job at this point, and soon they were making out in front of the door. Jaina had her other body come up began and sandwich Prestor between her enormous tits. Then summoning her magic sent forth the waves of pleasure she had unknowingly unleashed before.
Yet this time it was focused totally on Prestor. Mistress would be so proud; she would have caught Prestor all by herself. Yet nothing seemed to happen. Prestor drank up her pleasure waves on and on, without apparent respond except to kiss her all the more passionately and gradually Jaina found herself waning in power.
Then Prestor broke the kiss and her mouth opened wide. Wider than was physically possible. Before Jaina knew what was happening her head was forced into Prestor’s mouth as the noblewoman’s tongue reached out long and forked to lick her breasts as she began to swallow down Jaina’s shoulders.
Jaina found herself staring down the Prestor’s gullet and struggled against it. She had her other body take hold of her legs and haul, getting up close and personal with her sexy ass. For a moment she halted her progress into Prestor’s throat, as the noblewoman struggled to swallow down her enormous breasts.
Then they were through, and Jaina’s waist slid in. Her other body fell back and got a perfect shot of her own sexy rump sticking into the air, her legs kicking helplessly before at last those too were swallowed down. There was a brief bulge in Prestor’s throat, before all sign that she had swallowed anything went away.
Jaina could no longer feel her other self, and as Prestor looked at her hungrily, Jaina realized that what stood before her was not really human at all. It was a dragon, just like Mistress had said, with all its parts crushed and folded into the shape of a human. ‘Onyxia…’
Prestor leaped upon her and groped her breasted while pressing a kiss onto her lips. Then, mouth widening she slid began to slide her mouth over Jaina’s legs. Jaina did not struggle. Death was something she had wanted. Her only escape from this endless cycle of pleasure and denial. Onyxia was swallowing up her waist now, and Jaina’s breasts got in the way.
Her nipples stood on end as Jaina let out a final moan before being swallowed down entirely.
However as she slid into Onyxia, she found that she was not going into her stomach. Instead, her being was folding, and turning in on itself. Being gradually integrated into the subspace plane which most of Onyxia’s being was trapped in.
And abruptly she found herself breast to breast with her other self.
She was not going to die here. Merely be trapped like this until Onyxia decided to draw her out again. Driven by despair and lust, Jaina gave into her passions and kissed herself.

Katrina Prestor was late, reflected False Jaina as she waited in her office. It was irritating. Sure False Jaina intended to rape and enslave her, but she didn’t know that. There was something to be said for being punctual. Then, at last, she entered. False Jaina looked up.
‘Katrina Prestor, I’m so glad you could accept my invitation.’ she said.
‘I was so very pleased to receive it.’ said Katrina. ‘To meet with a being of your extraordinary reputation is indeed an honor.’
‘Oh I’ve always enjoyed ruling Theramore.’ said False Jaina.
‘That was not what I was referring to, Succubus.’ said Katrina.
So, she knew who she was. No matter. ‘Hmm, it appears my mask has slipped. Oh well, I suppose I’ll spring the trap.’
She motioned and summoned Jaina. Yet neither of the girl's bodies appeared.
‘If by a trap you mean the conflicted young maiden in two bodies outside, I’m afraid she won’t be attending.’ said Katrina, rubbing her stomach.
‘Why ever not?’ asked False Jaina.
‘Oh she is your servant, but she lacks any real drive. It didn’t take long to subvert her to my will. I wouldn’t worry, you’ll join her soon enough.
So, the Lady Onyxia was smarter than she appeared. So much the better. Even now False Jaina could see the dragon form compressed within Onyxia, and Jaina was part of it. Sealed perfectly safe within her. No matter, as long as False Jaina’s favorite pet wasn’t gone for good, it was of no consequence.
‘I doubt it.’ she said, before unleashing a flurry of spells.
Onyxia raised her staff, and the spells were deflected beneath an onslaught. For a moment their wills and powers were pressed against each other. Yet Onyxia seemed entirely unconcerned as the room around them was torn to bits. ‘I admit you’ve got some considerable power. However, you should not be too quick to dismiss the home field advantage.’
Then Onyxia motioned. Suddenly False Jaina screamed as she was struck from multiple sides by spells which came from the walls. For a moment she was held there, shaking, unable to break free. Then she collapsed to the ground at Onyxia’s feet.
Onyxia looked down in satisfaction at her defeated enemy. Then she picked her up and opened her mouth wide before bringing it over False Jaina’s legs. Then she began to swallow her down. Her curves were not nearly as exaggerated as her pets; she had to pass for normal, so she went down faster. It was almost disappointing.
Then suddenly her breasts expanded outwards. She moaned as her black dress was torn apart. Her hips expanded, ripping the cloth. Her moans grew louder and louder as her skin began to turn red. Her lacy underwear, already stretched, began to warp and change into a clinging leather body suit.
Onyxia stuck out her chest as her will was gradually overwhelmed. She shook her hips as her thighs thickened. Her lips became pouty, and her eyes blinked. As she blinked, her eyes were surrounded by makeup.
Gradually she found her identity shifting.
Her name faded away from her mind. What was her name? What was her name?
False Jaina.
A smile came to her face. False Jaina looked at her newly clawed hands. ‘Well, it’s been a while since I had to assimilate someone. You didn’t really think I didn’t have a plan to deal with being eaten, did you?’
She paused. ‘Still, this leaves a few problems. I had special plans for Onyxia to be the black dragon flight channel. And Jaina is still my favorite pet. Well, the latter has an easy solution doesn’t it?’
False Jaina gulped, and a bulge appeared within her throught before two pairs of legs emerged from her throat. Then behind them came two massive thighs, then two huge asses who were grinding against eachother. Two thin waists follow and finally came the enormous breasts. At last Jaina Proudmoore’s two bodies landed on the ground before her.
False Jaina groped herself with a moan. Jaina pulled herself up and bowed. ‘Mistress, were you able to seize Lady Onyxia?’
‘Yes.’ said False Jaina. ‘Unfortunately, I had to assimilate her to do so. Right now I’m inside her body subjecting her spirit to untold pleasures.’
‘Why do we need her?’ asked Jaina. ‘If it matters, Mistress?’
‘Oh I don’t mind at all.’ said False Jaina. ‘You see, my dear, all members of the dragon flights share an inherent connection to the source of the dragonflights powers. For instance, the blue dragonflights are connected to magic. If I can bring enough power to bear, I could use these dragons to take direct control of those sources.’
‘But that would take a truly massive amount of power.’ said Jaina. ‘Practically a Nexus.’
‘Of course, it will.’ said False Jaina. ‘Which is why I have the deliciously weak-willed Anveena to help me.’ She looked at her hands. ‘Now how to fix this? I can’t bind myself in black crystal.’
‘Mistress,’ said Jaina, ‘perhaps you could create a new body for Onyxia to inhabit?’
False Jaina smiled. Then slapped Jaina across the tits affectionately. ‘That, my little pet, is an absolutely delicious idea. And I know just the person to impregnate me.’
‘Who?’ asked Jaina. ‘Would you to give me a dick or-‘
‘No,’ said False Jaina, ‘though I like how quick you were to suggest that. You’ve really degenerated, my dear. No, do you remember how the Waygate has symbols on it? Of women being dragged through and emerging with swelled busts?’
‘Yes, mistress.’ said Jaina. ‘I remember… it showed the women bowing before a King.’
‘Yes.’ said False Jaina. ‘My consort. You see, there are only so many times that even a powerful woman can be used to create a new succubus. Each time a broodmother bears a child part of their inherent power is poured into it.
‘They get weaker and weaker until eventually, they have no mana left.’
‘Then what happens to us, mistress?’ asked Jaina.
‘Well, some Queens of Suffering like for them to go out with a bang.’ said False Jaina. ‘Make them bear one more child. The resulting force tears their very being asunder and turns them into mere echoes of their former selves.
‘You remember that trophy room you saw? That was all the women who had been driven to that point. They are trapped in eternal pleasure in a museum of sorts. But they’re like a cunt after it takes a dick to it.
‘I have a different practice. I keep the women I capture as broodmothers. There are two kinds. The ones’ who lose themselves in utter pleasure and become mindless husks. And the ones’ who endure and embrace the pleasure without losing their minds.’
‘What happens to them, mistress?’ asked Jaina.
‘What happens to them?’ asked False Jaina. ‘Why, I keep them in storage. To be given as gifts to King’s and Prince’s who serve me. And I have a very special King in mind for you. One worthy of becoming even my husband.
‘You’ve met him before.’
Jaina’s eyes widened. ‘Mistress, you don’t mean…’
‘Yes.’ said False Jaina. ‘I’m going to give you to your old flame, Arthas Menethil.’
Jaina’s heart practically leaped out of its chest. She was going to become Arthas’ sex slave. It had been a while since a Prince had fucked her senseless anywhere.
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