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Prophecies of Sin	By : Johnny-Topside Category: +A through F > Chrono Trigger Views: 6604 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4: Perversion
Patrick Bateman: I'd like a girl, early 20's, blonde, who does couples. Couples. And I really can't stress blonde enough. Blonde.
Magus's face scrunched involuntarily against the bitter taste of the coffee and Schala laughed softly before taking another sip. The coffee had disgusted him as a child, he thought coming back to it now might make a difference but no luck. Schala always drank it like a fiend, it was one of those things that had made him think of her as an "adult" when he was small. Now he had eight years on her.
"So that was the last time I took Janus down to the surface for a few years. He complained about the cold and the Earthbound the whole way back and I had to get him Alfador before he'd talk to me again. Did you ever go to Algetty?"
"When I was a kid, before your time I suspect."
They were having an early breakfast on the outside veranda, Schala was sitting across from him and it was just the two of them. They didn't get much free time but he found himself spending most of it with her these days. It was comforting, in a way it helped him gather his strength to face each day. That he could make Schala laugh that musical silver bell laugh of hers was a wonderful feeling that Magus just wasn't ready to give up yet. She was less formal with him now and even Janus had allowed Magus into his tiny circle. Janus seemed to enjoy his older self's dark sarcasm and Magus had learned to live with the fact that like most people, he had also been a stupid little kid once.
"I'd love to hear more about your childhood. I'm afraid I always talk your ear off."
"I was raised by seers, and when my gift developed enough I came here to serve the royal family. The details would bore you to tears. One long sob story."
"I'm sure it was more interesting than that." Schala said thoughtfully, stirring some cream in. He had fed her a heavily edited account of his life and she sensed he wasn't being completely honest. At least he had tried to tell the emotional truth of it all. Magus much preferred getting her to open up about herself, he hated always having to lie to her of all people. She sipped her coffee and looked at the cotton clouds. "I hope this can last. I think I'd like to go swimming today."
"I suppose we'll have to then. There's no telling when we'll get another day like today." Magus grinned at her and had more of the awful coffee, even sugar didn't help. Still nothing could kill his mood. It was good to spend time with his sister no matter what the future might hold and they had had an incredible run of good luck recently. Miracle of miracles, his mother had caught a terrible cold that had gotten worse in a hurry and she was in no condition to come down on anyone right now. The Kingdom of Zeal could crack the secrets of space time but they couldn't cure the common cold he marveled. The Queen continued to try and micromanage but her orders often devolved into hacking and she could barely stay awake in court as things were. Everything was still moving smoothly without Zeal's overbearing despotism and everyone was breathing a little easier. It couldn't last of course, but they had this afternoon to themselves if they wanted.
"I still can't believe she's given us this much leeway after all these weeks. One of these days you'll have to tell me exactly what you said to her Prophet." Or did for her Magus remembered. Queen Zeal had been livid at Schala and Janus for playing hooky for the birthday party and had been ready to flay the both of them before Magus had been able to step in and deflect the worst of it.
"That lazy, irresponsible, selfish...! She's not just neglecting her duties, she's turning her back on her kingdom! Of all the frivalous...oh!" Magus smirked and massaged Zeal's tense back, kneeding the muscles and willing the pleasure from his finger tips into the older woman. He had confidence in his technique and he was trying hard this time. She lay naked on her stomach as he straddled her bare buttocks. He was likewise naked, running his palms over her shoulders in tight circles. She sighed and relaxed beneath his grip as he leaned down and kissed a shoulder. It was nothing to be proud of but Magus had to admit being the Queen's unwilling concubine had given him some additional "influence" over her. Seducing his mother was a very small price if it would help Schala and advance his plans. Zeal had been practically raving, wound tight enough to snap but he had waited patiently for a break in the rant and casually proposed the massage and she had eventually relented.
"She acts out to release the pressure from being pushed so hard. Communicating with the Mammon Machine is very taxing. If she had some time to recover each day she you may get more work out of her."
"She barely does enough as is!" Zeal snapped. "You're proposing that I let her run around and do what she likes while the opportunity slips away for-oh! Oh yes, that feels good." Magus squeezed where her neck met her shoulders and she practically purred as he doubled his efforts on her back.
"Of course I'm not proposing you let her run around after all. She trusts me now, I can keep her in line. Give her a little time each day and I guarantee you I'll improve her output."
"Oh? How much?"
"5000 Megagaspars, at least."
"No."
"No?" He teased and wrung her muscles between his hands. Now she was practically melting under his touch and her legs stretched as she sank into the mattress.
"No..." The word came out of Zeal more like an exhale, without much conviction.
"Nobody does their best when they're constantly stressed. Especially such delicate work as drawing from Lavos. Relax your grip a little and I'll pick up the slack and watch over them. There's more important matters that need your royal attention..." Magus nibbled Zeal's ear and dragged himself along her backside to give weight to his argument and she arched against him slightly in response.
"That girl and her brother will kill me from all the stress before I have a chance to be immortal. You'll report to me if she does or says anything funny?"
"Of course."
"I bet you just want to get close to my daughter so you can seduce her. Men are all the same way." Zeal said it playfully but it was good that she couldn't see the scowl she put on Magus' face. The idea was the farthest thing from his mind but she was so insecure she was actually in competition with her own daughter! He let his fingers run down Zeal's spine, causing her to shiver in response.
"Why would I want a girl when I can have a woman?" Magus asked, nipping her neck softly and letting his fingers slip down to her slit as he parted her legs. She moaned and spread herself a little wider as he slipped a finger inside. She was starting to grow wet and the argument continued to turn to his favor from there...
"Hey! Hey are you still with us?" Schala snapped her fingers in front of Magus' face and he blushed slightly. He had serviced their mother with his tongue until she had agreed to all his suggestions. Oh gods, yes, she had agreed.
"Sorry, it's a little early for me."
"So anyway how about Vitreus this afternoon, what do you think?"
"Well now what do we have here?" A smug voice asked and Magus felt all the pleasantness of the morning drain away. Dalton walked over, grinning nastily, flanked by two of his thugs.
"Two normal people having breakfast. You should try it sometime Dalton. Being normal I mean, I don't care if you skip breakfast." Schala quipped.
"That's just hilarious, isn't it boys? The Queen wanted to make sure you weren't slacking off while she indisposed. You're supposed to be working the Mammon Machine not screwing around.
"Are you kidding me? Have you seen the numbers from yesterday?" Schala asked and Dalton's greasy grin widened.
"That was yesterday. The Queen wants to see better. Hey, I don't make the weather, I only report it. Now why don't you come with me and we'll get started?"
"I'll go myself! I'm not going anywhere with you three!""
"What a bad influnence the Prophet must be that you talk to your loyal captain so Princess." Dalton said in quiet amazement. "I'll have to tell your mother how disobedient you're becoming."
"Back off." Magus said quietly and Dalton's good eye rolled in his direction.
"If she hadn't run off with that brat I wouldn't have to be out here. If you two don't like all the extra security blame your phony Prophet for his scare mongering. As if there were any trouble makers I didn't know about." He pointed at Magus for emphasis. " Now you'll be coming with us won't you?" Schala tensed as they came forward and Magus stood up.
"It's fine, I'll take her myself."
"Are you going to make trouble for me too?"
"You know perfectly well she's safer with me than you and say, four of your men Dalton." There was a dangerous silence among them for a long moment and Dalton spat on Magus' boot.
"You'll take complete responsibility if something happens to your pretty little friend Prophet. Now get the hell out of here."

"What did you mean before?" Schala asked as they walked the hall side by side. He had tried vainly to distance himself from her for weeks but it seemed nothing but outright cruelty would do the job. She always had her way of slipping through all the barriers he put between them and she was damned persistent. No matter how offputting he had tried to be her gentle patience won out and somehow made his seriousness look silly.
"What did I mean about what?"
"When you said I was safer with you than four of his men. It was weirdly specific."
"I'm just a weirdly specific guy I guess. Dalton knew exactly what I meant. Since when do you talk to him like that anyway?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's just your sense of humor or confidence but I really do feel safe when I'm around you." He glanced at her sincere green eyes and regarded the stonework. Looking into them too long was dangerous. It made him question his resolve. She looked a little embarassed and after only a moment too long she said: "Or maybe it's always hanging around Janus. You two are rubbing off on me. If things weren't as bad as they are I'd honestly just ditch this right now and go to Vitreus."
"Just play along for now and we'll hit the lake just as planned. It's only a few hours."
"Ok...thanks." She smiled that smile at him and put a hand on his shoulder before walking off. Nearby one of the scholars laughed and shook his head before going back to his research. When had Magus got his priorities so screwed up he wondered to himself.

The day was fair and warm and the slight breeze off Vitreus was refreshing without being brisk. Magus breathed it into his lungs, held it and released. They might all die when Lavos rose but damn it he needed this. His revenge could wait a day. He laughed and talked with Schala the whole way down and he hadn't seen her so light hearted forever. She had turned in a performance that day Zeal couldn't possibly bitch about and with her sick in bed there wasn't likely to be any blowback from an outing at the lake.
"I thought Janus was going to join us."
"He said he didn't want to get me in trouble again. It'll be ok, I'll make it up to him." Schala said, and smiled a little too broadly. She was a terrible liar. "So did you bring your swimsuit?"
"I'm not going swimming. I'm just here as an observer. Go on and have fun."
"Oh, you just want to observe huh?" Schala smiled wickedly at him and Magus felt himself flush under his hood. After he had given the birthday gift to Janus and intervened on their behalf with Zeal Schala had begun to flirt with him. It had been subtle at first but she was becoming more brazen every day. He had no idea at all what she saw in him but at least she wasn't as aggressive as their mother, she couldn't push him into a situation. Schala took her sandals before pulling her purple robe over her head. It caught in her hair and she struggled to get it over her head as Magus watched. Underneath it she was wearing an aquamarine bikini bottom that clearly showed off her buns. He could see the curved lines where the buttocks sat atop her long legs and as he blinked her shapely rear wiggled first this way then that as her head finally cleared her robe. She turned and he could see that the bottom joined the back with three thin parallel strings on each end, showing off her waist and legs. Her top was the same color, likewise tied around her back with three strings. The top covered most of her round breasts but it enhanced her cleavage to the point that it was very distracting. Her Dreamstone pendant lay between the breasts, glittering conspicuously. She noticed his look and covered herself self consciously with her arms.
"Is it...is it too much?" Magus took a breath but somehow it wasn't enough.
"Yes, yes it's too much! What the hell were you thinking? I'm only glad this beach is private!"
"You don't like it?"
"It's not a question of liking or not liking! I'm here to protect you and you're flaunting your..." He couldn't even finish but threw up his hands as if it should have been obvious and Schala flushed angrily.
"Just because you cover yourself from head to toe doesn't mean I have to! I'm in those robes every day and sometimes I just want to feel the sun on my skin. I don't think there's anything wrong with this bathing suit. All the other girls wear something like this!"
"You're not all the other girls, you're the Princess of Zeal!"
"I'd give it up in a second." Schala said as she uncovered herself and put her arms up behind her long hair, proudly sticking her chest out. It wasn't a sexual pose though, somehow she still managed to look regal in a bikini. She was gorgeous with her topaz tresses blowing slightly in the breeze and her defiant jade eyes atop a young, lithe body. Her curves weren't as obvious as her mothers but they were balanced and supple. She was still more girl than woman but only barely. He looked away from her. "I'm not ashamed to be a person."
"Schala." He started, but he was unsure how to finish as he heard her foot tap.
"It's just a bathing suit! Why are you afraid to look at me? You'd think I'd have taken my top off!" He shook his head and said nothing, cursing his stupidity. The strings gave the impression of showing more skin than they really did, had he really expected her to wear the kind of frumpy suits the older women wore? Maybe. At the palace even her neck and arms were usually covered. She was right though, how conservative did he expect her to be?
"It's really not THAT bad." He finally grated. "I apologize Schala. I have delicate sensibilities."
"I don't believe that." She said and he looked up. She still had her hands above her head. "It's not a sin, not even near it compared to what we're doing to the Earthbound and people like Melchior every day." She stopped and shook her head. Magus said nothing, and the silence stung. "Are we really back to this again after all the times we've talked? What are you afraid of?"
"Your mother." He said and her face slumped.
"Well good thing she's sick. I'm not going to let her hang over my head today too." Schala reached into the small bag she had bought and removed a bottle of lotion. "Here, help me put this on."
"Now really!"
"Oh come on, I can't reach my back! If I knew you couldn't stand to rub lotion on a girl's back I would have had Janus do it!" It was just swimming with his sister, as Janus he would have thought nothing of it. It was her flirting and his mother that had gotten Magus all turned around. Removing his leather gloves he rubbed the lotion on his hands and rubbed it into Schala's slim neck and shoulders. Her head lolled back against his grip and a memory of doing something similar to his mother lanced at him. Hurriedly he rubbed the rest into her back, taking care to make his motions as brisk and impersonal as possible.
"There, done!" Schala walked to the bank and slipped into the water with barely a ripple. In a moment she was up and screaming.
"What's wrong!? Are you hurt!?"
"No, no. Gods, it's like ice, I can't believe it, help me out!" He pulled his sister out and handed her the towel and she shivered like a leaf in the wind. "It's never been cold like that."
"We're just lucky I guess. Do you want to go to Enhasa? I know a game with the dreaming crystal you've never played."
"What about the hot springs? They have seperate baths for men and women if you still feel uncomfortable." Her skin was pale and prickled with goosebumps from the water but it didn't bother Magus now that the moment had passed.
"That's fine."

Magus sighed in satisfaction, feeling the hot water lap against his shoulders. The light breeze played wisps of steam off the milky blue spring, which was surrounded by lush green.
"Are you ok over there?" Schala asked from behind the wood partition. Magus was leaning back against it, from the sound of it so was Schala.
"Yes thank you, and you?"
"Really wonderful, I'm so glad we got out today. Hey, are you naked?" She asked playfully and Magus frowned. He was wearing simple undershorts.
"No..."
"So are you wearing your hood over there and floating around like a big blue water lily?" She laughed and he almost caught himself joining, but stopped himself.
"No..."
"Then why don't you come over here and we can talk face to face? I seriously just want to talk with you, you don't have to be shy."
"You think I'm shy?"
"I know you are! You don't want anyone to see you, that's exactly what shy is. Even if you're scarred or something, I don't care about that at all. We're friends aren't we?"
"Of course we are Schala, just..." He honestly didn't know with her, and he let it hang. There was the sound of some listless splashing and then her chastened voice from the other side of the partition.
"I know it's stupid to keep insisting on it but you make people more curious about you the way you try to hide your face all the time. Maybe I got you out here because I had my heart set on finally seeing what you looked like. You just got me so frustrated before and I thought-"
"It's fine." He said more curtly than he intended. "How are the Janin classes going?"
"Oh, those. Not well I'm afraid, I still can't get the finger placements right. I tried playing "The Guru's Apprentice" and it came out sounding like my mother hacking up a hairball." Magus chuckled and let the hot springs soak his tired muscles. He hadn't expected to divert her that easily. "I might be further along but I hardly take lessons anymore. Even my magic lessons now. All I learn and practice is how to draw from the Mammon Machine." She sighed, a dejected sound.
"It won't always be that way. There'll be time for everything you want to do in life later."
"You don't really believe that. Everyone is always talking about immortality and ever lasting glory but nobody in the kingdom is thinking more than a few months into the future. So say we become immortal after all, then what? What would you do with immortality Prophet?"
"Me? Catch up on my reading."
"I'm serious!" More splashing as she shifted. Mentally, Magus shrugged.
"So am I. I'll be honest with you, I could care less about immortality and I never really wanted much out of this life for myself. I think it's just an insane pipe dream."
"Really? Then why-"
"I told you. I don't want much for myself. Just to..." Destroy Lavos like the blight he is and save you. "Serve the kingdom. Now fair's fair, what would you do?"
"I guess I haven't thought of it much. I don't want much for myself either. I would build a city for the Earthbound, I mean a real city. Bring them our medicine, our education, culture...heat. Food." Magus smiled, if anyone could have seen it they would have thought it looked as out of place on his features as Schala among the Earthbound. That was Schala, he thought. "Mother wouldn't need me anymore either. Maybe then I could finally have just that one thing for myself for a change, who needs a princess if the Queen lives forever?"
"Conquering the universe not interesting enough? You'd rather do charity for Earthbound?"
"It's not charity, it's simple sharing. We Enlightened take and take, surely we could give something back. Anyway, yes, I would rather. Today if I could."
"So is that really all you want?"
"Well, maybe just one more thing. A house on the surface, nothing huge. Something I could start and raise a family in."
"It would be much colder down there than Vitreus was, all the time. Are you sure you could handle it?"
"The Earthbound do, they get by with nothing you know. We used to live on the surface and now here we are living in the sky. Do you even appreciate that?" He didn't, but said nothing. In truth he didn't care for anyone or anything else, and the whole thing sounded hopelessly naive but when Schala talked about it, it sounded like a basic moral obligation. "Besides immortality could come in handy then, a little cold would be nothing, but I honestly don't need it." He heard the sounds of more splashing from her partition, and she sighed.
"I know how it must sound when we're sitting here in a hot spring. Like I'm some guilt ridden poor little rich girl. Up here in Zeal, it's always warm." Schala said sourly.
"Not always. Nothing lasts forever." Magus said thoughtfully, and then realizing what he said asked: "What about Janus?"
"Ok, I didn't sell him on this trip too hard but he really does have studies and-"
"No, no. I mean, what would you do with Janus if you moved to the surface?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, it just seemed, well...I was thinking he could come with me. Mother's not interested in raising him so it's been up to me for years. The Gurus and the servants used to help and then mother discovered the joys of Lavos. She and Janus both changed. She completely stopped caring about anything else and I guess Janus just stopped caring period. Except for me." Her voice was softening and Magus wanted to move the partition and see her face.
"Call it a hunch but I don't think he would handle the surface well after the stories you told me."
"He'd learn to love it. No expectations, no condescension, just life like we were meant to live. He doesn't need catered to, he needs something that matters. I think it would be good for him even if it was rough at first. Everyone think he's a spoiled brat but he's alot tougher than he looks. He's strong." He said nothing and after a minute she asked "Are you ok back there?"
"Yes. If you don't mind hearing you talk is very soothing." It was stupid to say but the heat and her soft voice worked to unknit his ugly, gnarled soul, it was the most relaxed he had been in decades. Magus closed his eyes and let the water kiss his skin.
"It's hard for me just to come up with things to say all the time. Ok, here goes. Is there a girl in your life?"
"What do you mean, is there a girl?"
"A girl that you like?"
"Yes." He replied and left it at that. Another minute passed. She was right, the partition made conversation awkward.
"Who is she? What's she like?" What a fool he'd been to get close to Schala again like this again, but his defenses were down.
"You of course." He said, playfully exaggerating it and he heard a flustered huff from the partition.
"I'm serious!"
"I mean it, you're the one Schala! You've stolen my heart!" He had never taken shelter in absurdity before and he could hear her gears clicking as she tried to figure out if he was serious.
"So does that mean I can come over and join you there?" She asked a little shyly.
"I'm seeing someone."
"You cruel monster!" She laughed, but he could hear her dissapointment. At least she didn't sound pissed. "So who are you seeing?"
"A noblewoman at the palace." It's strictly sexual he thought to add, but that would lead to all kinds of places he didn't want to go. "I like you a great deal more."
"Then..."
"I wouldn't want to be disloyal." He said, and there was silence from the partition. There, she had to respect that. "What about you Schala? Is there some lucky boy you're seeing?" More silence, and he called out a little nervously. "Schala?" Just when he was thinking he would have to get up and check on her there was the sound of metal on wood, and the partition next to Magus slid open as his groggy mind tried to process it. Schala gazed steadily at him, she was close enough that he could see the flecks of crystal blue in her verdant eyes. Her expression was serious as she looked him over and he belatedly realized that she was actually seeing him for once, not just looking at him. His face was completely exposed before her. He'd had nightmares about this moment, of seeing the fear and ridicule in Schala's eyes but she only went on studying him the way one studies an interesting painting. The black lashes gradually lowered, then rose again as she looked at his chest, his shoulders, then back at his face. A light breeze teased the two siblings' long hair and still she looked at him silently. He felt fingers of ice squeezing his heart, his first reaction was to hide under the towel but it was too late and seemed pathetic. She sees, she knows! He only thanked the gods he didn't believe in that they were both wearing their swim clothes. Schala broke into a small smile that broadened slowly into radiance.
"I've just started seeing him."

Just as Magus predicted, their brief warm season ended. Zeal had one of the most senior physicians locked up on Mount Woe and after that the rest became alot more enthusiastic about her recovery.
So it was that they were all standing in court a few days after, bored and exhausted as Magus' mind wandered and some court scientist droned on about load bearing or some such when Zeal suddenly gripped her throne anxiously.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?" She bellowed and Magus turned to see none other than the red haired boy and the girl with thick glasses. It wasn't the Frog with them though, but a tall, statuesque blonde haired woman clad in furs. For their part they gaped stupidly at Zeal, as if they themselves weren't really sure how and then Magus stepped forward.
"Your Majesty...they are the evildoers I warned you of." There were several gasps in the court and even Dalton looked shocked. He had been sure Magus was a fraud.
"How DARE you think you could oppose me you...you foreigners!" Zeal's voice quivered somewhere between fear and extreme rage. "You're worse than the Gurus! Fools! Dalton take them away!"
"By your leave ma'am. Go Golem!" With a gesture and a muttered incantation Dalton teleported the court into a nearby room and simultaenously summoned the Golem. It was a scaly beast several times bigger than a man with tiny legs and long protruding arms set in a body that resembled nothing so much as a yellow conch shell. It opened it's eyes and huge, slavering mouth at the three intruders as they drew their weapons.
The court watched the battle behind the safety of a two way mirror with increasing concern. At first the Golem ravaged the three but gradually they began to turn the tide of the battle as they had once before when Magus had thought victory was assured. The boy and girl now used far more advanced magic than when they had fought him in the Middle Ages, that kind of progress usually took years. Most disturbing of all was the blonde newcomer, who was beating on the Golem with her bare hands! As he watched, another spiderweb of cracks formed in the monster's shell where her fist landed until finally it roared in pain and collapsed. They had just destroyed some of the most advanced Zealian biomagical engineering, a living weapon of last resort. Magus could have done so himself, but he was still impressed nonetheless. The death of the Golem ended the spell and like that Magus was transported back into the throne room with the rest of the court. The three of them were scratched up and breathing hard but still looked ready to fight. Queen Zeal turned from the dead heap on the throne room floor to cooly look at Dalton, who was flushing crimson.
"Is this the extent of your 'security'?" She asked. Dalton scowled and gestured and instantly a magical light sprang from the floor and enveloped the three interlopers, trapping them in a tight pyramid of raw energy. They struggled in what little room there was in there but there was no breaking the field and Zeal laughed loudly.
"Fear not! You won't die...immediately that is. By the time we're through with you you'll be begging us to end your suffering!" Zeal's smug smile widened as she met the blond woman's defiant glare.
"What a delicious diversion!"

Hours went by and Magus had still heard nothing. He was dying to know where the three travellers had come from and just how they had followed him millenia into the past and if they had told the Queen anything about him. In the evening the suspense became too much for him and unable to think of anything better he decided to try the direct approach as he stood outside the Queen's chambers.
"So Dalton isn't supervising the interrogation?" The guards exchanged an odd, uncomfortable look.
"He was at first but the Queen insisted on interrogating the prisoners herself." Magus paused, wondering on that.
"I need to see them immediately." The guards exchanged another uneasy look. They were two of Dalton's but they looked like rookies.
"I told the Queen these three were coming to make trouble, I've seen their futures and it's vital that I speak to her."
"She said, Sir, she said that she's not to be disturbed." Magus leaned in very close to the young man and kept his voice level. It was the tone he used with his Mystic subordinates.
"You know what happened to the last lot that gave me trouble right?"
After a few subtle threats, Magus managed to gain entrance to the Queen's chambers. It was an odd and unnerving choice for her to be interrogating those three here. He was dying to know their purpose and how they seemingly traversed time, and the thought of that knowledge in Zeal's hands filled him with dread. There was also the off chance if they told Zeal about a certain blue haired Magus she would put two and two together and that would be very, very bad.
He passed by each door of the suite but could hear nothing until he finally reached the bedroom. He frowned deeply as he cupped his ear and heard a faint laugh and muffled talk. There was silence for several minutes and he strained his hearing until he heard what sounded like a contented cooing, and then a moan. It could be torture, but it actually sounded more like...he quietly tried the door knob and immediately the sounds stopped.
"Who's there?" It was his mother sounding angry and strangley fearful. Magus knocked lightly.
"It's the Prophet your Majesty. I thought you may want some help with the prisoners."
"I should send that rabble to Mount Woe, shouldn't I my pet?" Zeal said softly, and Magus realized she wasn't talking to him. Then more loudly: "Come in then." He entered the bedroom cautiously, unsure if the three would be bloodied and beaten or supping casually as Zeal tried to charm answers out of them, but he was totally unprepared for what he saw. His mother lay in the bed against a mass of pillows, and entwined with her was the primitive blonde woman, both completely naked. The blonde's eyes slid to Magus; she was suckling Zeal's nipple in her mouth. One of Zeal's hands was between the woman's legs and the other was between her own, caressing in slow rhythm. Both of them were flushed, like they had been petting for some time. A sensuous smile played across Zeal's lips at Magus' look and she continued to finger herself as the blonde licked Zeal's nipple up and down without ever leaving his eyes. It was as if they were putting on a performance for him, totally unashamed, and he felt his cock stiffen. With her clothes off he could see that his mother's playmate was the stacked blonde to compare all others against.
With extreme difficulty he wrenched his eyes away from the two buxom forms to see he wasn't their only audience. The red haired boy and the girl with glasses were chained upright against the far wall where they could have full view of the action. The girl's clunky helmet was missing and he could see her plum colored bob cut and the beginning swells of her breasts beneath her open shirt. Her shorts were also unbuttoned and she was wearing plain white panties, the boy was similarly undone with his chest exposed. The girl saw Magus look and glared at him. Her face was red and embarassed but still defiant, they both looked ready to make a move if he got within reach.
"Prophet, I'd like to introduce my new toy, Ayla." Zeal ran her hand down Ayla's firm, toned stomach to her sinewy thighs, to Magus they looked strong enough to crush a coconut. He had never imagined his mother was so perverse. Coming onto him had been one thing but it was almost quaint compared to this.
"Your Majesty, did something happen?"
"Not as much as I'd like just yet. I'm not normally into women, but you must admit she's a glorious creature."
"Did they tell you anything about who they are or why they came here?" He blurted. Their bodies were incredible and very distracting..
"That's Chrono and his little friend Lucca. They tried to feed me some absurd nonsense about time travel, but we'll soon get to the real truth of the matter. Ayla didn't seem to know anything useful but she was ever so responsive to my interrogation. So I thought if she can enjoy herself why can't I?" Zeal's voice purred as she ran a hand through Ayla's long golden locks and the woman gave Magus a jealously posessive look, like a dog guarding it's bone before she began to lick down Zeal's stomach and her face disappeared between her thighs. Magus heard a soft wet lapping as Zeal bit her lower lip, the girl in the glasses was looking away with a pained expression but the boy seemed hypnotized by the display on the bed. Magus didn't blame him, he felt completely lost and had no idea what to say and his stone like erection wasn't helping.
"Well, uh, I was hoping your Majesty maybe I could get more out of them. Maybe if I asked the right questions?"
"I didn't send for you Prophet but I really could use some help. I think only you would appreciate what I have in mind. It doesn't seem fair to keep teasing those two, and I'd really love to see you fuck Ayla. There's only so much I can do and she's been so very good." Zeal lightly slapped Ayla's sculpted ass and squeezed a cheek as the blonde moaned and the lapping increased.
"My Queen, this just isn't my way. I think maybe I should-"
"Fuck us both until your balls are dry?" Magus flushed and said nothing. "What do you think my dear? Would you like to see his beautiful cock?"
"Ayla want. Men silly. Don't know Ayla want sex until tell them!" Ayla's voice was husky and her sapphire eyes sized him up with a kind of animal intelligence. Her look was pure steam and Magus felt an overpowering lust rise within him. If it wasn't for the woman's magicless aura he'd have sworn she had used one of Flea's charms.
"Your Majesty, what did this woman say to you?"
"Don't be afraid Prophet, I've given her a dose of my spell. Move yourself here darling, Prophet come closer and look at these." Zeal positioned herself above Ayla and with two fingers she spread their slits before him. Ayla's pussy was a lighter pink than his mother's, the blond thatch of curly blonde pubic hair a contrast to her trimmed blue strip. They were both wet. Zeal's breasts hung just above Ayla's mounds, his mother had huge tits but the blonde's breasts appeared to be his mother's match, just a little higher and firmer. In that position he could lick Zeal and slide into Ayla's warm wetness, he wondered what she tasted like, what it felt like...he couldn't deny that he wanted to fuck them both. Magus stepped forward, beginning to undo his breeches and stopped, remembering Chrono and Lucca. He couldn't let them see his face and he wasn't sure he could perform for a crowd anyway.
"I'm sorry but I'm not comfortable in front of those two. Maybe we could move elsewhere and then I'll take care of you both?"
"No! Want Chrono and Lucca join! No be shy!" Ayla said petulantly, and kissed Zeal so passionately her eyes widened as they fell together into bed. Zeal returned her kiss with closed eyes and the smacking of their lips went on for ages as Magus shifted uncomfortably until the kiss broke.
Magus looked at Ayla's bindings, they were magical and would probably hold but her freakish strength couldn't be underestimated. His mother was crazy as well as horny, it was risky enough to have the primitive woman loose but to have all three...and they would recognize him. Not to mention an orgy with four of his enemies was completely out of his depth.
"They're very dangerous Majesty, you saw what they did to the Golem."
"Nonsense, they're all bound, and Ayla's harmless now. Aren't you my dear?" A sly look passed between the two women and suddenly they were crawling towards him with hungry eyes and undoing Magus breeches. He tensed as Zeal pulled out his cock and began slowly stroking the length, and Ayla gripped him at the base. The two women were on their knees examining his cock enthusiastically.
"I told you it's nice didn't I?"
"How it taste?" Ayla asked and looked up at Magus with a lusty grin, then began licking him like a sweet. He closed his eyes involuntarily as she began to first suck the tip of his cock and then deep throat it. The two captives against the wall gasped and Zeal laughed. Magus was no prude but he still flushed so deep in embarassment to think of them watching him, so it was no surprise that he felt his body actually seize up in shock when his mother began to suck his balls. He groaned out loud, feeling his strength drain from his body as they alternated, first Zeal's hot and wet tongue against the underside of his shaft, followed by the ring of Ayla's lips as she swallowed him. They attacked both sides of his rod simultaneously, and his mind went blank as he guided their heads closers. Zeal and Ayla then used their ample bosoms to kneed his cock between them, the feeling of two pairs of perfect tits and their talented tongues bringing him to climax. He came in a thin jet across Ayla's tan orbs and she looked like a cat who had just got the milk. It was over so soon, and Magus was still rock hard. Zeal hadn't even used the spell but there was simply no way anyone could hold out against this.
"Did you two like that? This is what's waiting for you if you cooperate." Zeal walked naked over to her other two prisoners. Chrono seemed to be making a heroic effort to keep his gaze eye level as Zeal slid a hand against his cheek and with the other traced a line down his chiseled abs as he turned his face away.
"Do your see your friend Ayla over there? That could be you and I. You shouldn't resist me boy, you're only going to miss out on pleasure beyond belief." Her hand stole down into Chrono's pants and Magus heard the sharp intake of breath. "Yes, there you are..." With a hawking sound, Lucca spat at Zeal, she aimed for the older woman's eyes but gravity ensured it only hit her breastbone. Zeal wiped the spittle off her neck and Magus was sure she would strike the girl, but instead she simply chuckled as Lucca strained against her bounds.
"Leave Chrono alone you top-heavy bitch! What do you want from us?"
"I want what's in his pants, and maybe yours too kitten." Zeal's hand continued to move back and forth under the boy's clothes as she leaned forward with a wolf's grin and kissed Lucca on the lips. Lucca shook her head furiously, breaking the kiss and coughed for air and Zeal smiled knowingly, leaning in close.
"If he wants me to stop all he has to do is say so, but we both know he loves it. I'm a very good teacher. Why look at this!" Chrono's rod was now free and erect in the air and Zeal slid her hand back and forth as she held it towards Lucca in offering. Lucca stared at it, her every expression was magnified by her thick glasses, Her eyes swam, shocked and embarassed, and then she closed them tightly. Zeal quickened her strokes and the boy moaned.
"Don't enjoy it, tell her to stop Chrono!" Lucca cried, surreptitiously eyeing the lengthening member and Zeal chortled loudly.
"So you hadn't even seen it yet, how delightful! How about this then?" Zeal began to stroke the boy's hard cock faster as he looked helplessly at Lucca, his face a rictus of shame and ectasy. Lucca's face was crimson and she shifted against her bonds, her legs squeezing together tightly as Ayla looked from Magus to Chrono with flushed cheeks as tears welled within Lucca's eyes.
"Can't you just stop? I can't stand this!"
"You just hate that it's me handling his cock and not you. I'm willing to share. Why do you deny yourself, why don't you just admit you want to him too?" Keeping a hand on Chrono she leaned in and put a hand down the girl's shorts and Lucca shuddered in revulsion but she was held fast to the wall. "I'm going to do you both the greatest favor of your misbegotten little lives." Zeal crooned and Magus saw the telltale orange flash of her spell and then the two teens were writhing against the wall in frustration. The gorgeous blond continued to consume his cock and it was difficult to stay focused between her large breasts and Zeal molesting her other captives. Chrono and Lucca were desperately trying to kiss and Zeal stepped between them and gave the boy a kiss so deep he actually buckled. Lucca leaned in and seemed to kiss her shoulder and suddenly Zeal winced and yelped loudly. There was a small rivulet of blood from the bite mark and this time Zeal did strike the girl, hard enough to leave a hand imprint on her cheek.
"How pathetic. I think that was actually deliberate, it's amazing she resisted." Zeal said, inspecting the wound. "I see what you meant before Prophet but I can't simply throw my toys away without playing with them first. Will you assist me? I want you to show them the same eagerness you've shown me, what do you say?" Magus licked his lips and looked at his mother's naked form, the blonde goddess on her knees who was rubbing her hands against his thighs and the two teens on the wall twisting and writhing.
"Your Majesty, we need to be logical." With that, Zeal walked behind Magus and began to rub his shoulders, now there were four hands on him.
"My sweet Prophet, two cocks are better than one. I can't wait." She breathed seductively. "Three hot pussies for you. It's simple math." It was impossible. He kept finding himself in these situations, he may as well enjoy them.
"Blindfolds."

Zeal gave the three a more powerful dose of her spell, but Magus needed little coaxing after having lost so many reserverations. He had been tottering on a cliff of obscenity ever since that first night with his mother and felt he had finally been pushed over. A kind of madness born of lust overtook him and for what seemed like hours he lost himself in his most perverse fantasies. All he could remember afterward were vignettes. His mother's mass of sea blue hair, her thick hips and the creamy ovals of her tits, the soft jingle of her earrings as he thrust inside her. He had never thought of her sexually when they had fought, but underneath the baggy clothes, Lucca had a lithe, waif-like body with breasts small and sweet like peaches and a supple little ass. She clinched him so tightly it was an effort to thrust. Ayla was the real prize, Magus had never seen a body her equal, she must have been a famous beauty from whatever age she hailed from. A long, blonde, feathered mane of hair and tanned skin, she had ropy, defined cords of muscle along her legs and arms and the flat and chiseled abdomen of someone who ran or swam nonstop. Her musculature would have been impressive on a man but took nothing away from the ample mountains of her voluptuous chest. They were fantastic tits, easily as big as his mother's, but firmer. At one point or another they all kissed and sucked and bit his body and he was happy to return the favor, discovering their pussies all had their own individual tastes and tautness.
They were blind, and thus helpless, only able to guess who was pleasuring them. Only Zeal and Magus could see, together they molested them with little resistance. Chrono and Ayla found eachother first and he lay on top of her pumping savagely as she responded in kind, crying out his name and making the entire bed shake. Magus made a note to stay out of his reach as he licked Lucca's labia up and down. Zeal was only too happy to help, licking down the girl's buttocks and biting into the small cheek. She gasped, trying weakly to push the two of them away. Together they devoured her. On the other side of the bed, the red haired boy was spent and had fired across Ayla's stomach.

Magus continued to lick Lucca's folds until she began panting rapidly, he found her short breathless cries cute as well as erotic. Zeal had now switched her attention to the buxom cave woman, she smirked and spread Ayla wide before his eyes as she tongued the blonde's ample breasts. It was too tempting to pass up so Magus left his squirming companion to slide his stiff member into Ayla effortlessly, eliciting a surprised cry from the woman which quickly became a moan. Her tits jiggled as he slapped against her well formed body.

“Big!” she cried as he drilled deep into her, enjoying the different shape and sensation of her velvet insides. “Bigger than Kino!” She seemed to have no problem at all with anything they did to her, and didn't get flustered like Lucca so he began to batter her relentlessly, her voice rising in pitch with each thrust while Zeal mercilessly teased her nipples and squeezed the tawny breasts. She gave Ayla her tits and the blond kneeded and licked them with practiced skill.
"Now how do you want me to fuck you?" He asked, as he probed her smooth channel.
"Deep. Please, give Ayla deep!" Magus quickened his pace and managed to give her an extra inch.
“Lick us your Majesty.” Magus commanded, and Zeal bent down to taste the woman's clit and the top of his driving member. The feel of Ayla's pussy along with his mother's tongue was almost more than he could bear, and he pulled out, erupting across the firm stomach and Zeal's bountiful chest. On the other side of the bed, the purple haired girl had blindly found her way into the spiky red haired youth's grasp. She seemed to know who she was with as he pumped her enthusiastically from the side.

“Oh Chrono, I waited so long, don't stop!” she cried and began to buck her hips. Hearing the voice, Ayla disengaged from Magus and managed to scurry over to where they were despite her bindings.

“Lucca, share with Ayla! Ayla want fuck Chrono again too!” They adjusted their position and now the young purple haired beauty was riding on top of the boy. Ayla grasped the younger girl's pert breasts and kissed her, pushing her down on his rod with each thrust.

“Don't wear yourself out just yet.” Zeal said and spread herself above the blindfolded boy's nose. Chrono took a hesitant experimental lick and then began to eat her cherry eagerly. Zeal leaned forward and kissed Ayla deeply, running one hand through her golden hair while balancing with the other before biting Lucca's neck. Ayla seemed to get the idea and also nibbled the young inventor, the two women suckled and squeezed the girl from each side as Chrono drilled into her and her cries went up an octave. Magus was infuriated that they had all seemingly thrown him over for that peasant, and decided this was a good time to avenge himself for the debacle back at his castle. He grasped Lucca's tiny buttocks and squeezed, and she cried out, distressed at the new pair of foreign hands. He then deliberately rubbed his throbbing manhood between her cheeks.
"No, don't!" She cried before her breath caught as he slowly inserted himself into her. Lucca was very, very tight against him; he normally didn't care for anal but it seemed to be letting her off easy for the outrage of their last battle.
"That's it, punish that willful bitch!" Zeal laughed. The boy seemed to know what was happening and tried to say something but Zeal simply ground her vulva down into his mouth, silencing him.

“Shut up and lick me you foreigner!” She snapped as she pressed her tits together and wiggled her hips. Chrono didn't even slow down as they completely posessed the girl from both ends. Zeal's magic and the Ayla's quim had done their job well, and soon Lucca was being hammered on each side like a piston. For awhile, all five of them moved as one, an interconnected orgy of flesh. Magus came into the girl then and her cry of pleasure cracked in mid-register as her body twitched convusively. Chrono cried out too, muted as he was by Zeal's pussy. Lucca collapsed, spent and dripping, and his mother grinned at Magus approvingly.

“Good job, I hope you've saved some for me.” The Queen greedily lowered herself onto the boy's waiting rod before Ayla could do anything.

“My turn, my turn to fuck Chono!” She struck out at Zeal blindly, quickly Magus grabbed her by her bounds and pushed her back against the bed. She began to roll over, and in a moment he was on top of her. He had just fired but he was already ready for another round.

“Sorry, you'll just have to make do with me!” He whispered as he mounted her from behind. Ayla's protests stopped completely as he penetrated her, she began moving on her own and he reached down to part her legs and go still deeper. She was magnificent, he could feel the power in her body, like riding an unbroken horse and she rutted and yelped like an animal as he fucked her. Magus touseled the bouncing blonde mane and squeezed the fleshy breasts together as Zeal leered at them approvingly. She was pounding the boy into the bed and he could tell he must have already came inside her but she wasn't letting up.
"I think he wants a break now, after only two shots! I'm disappointed! How I wish I could fuck her, how does she feel Prophet?"
"Amazing!" Magus breathed, and meant it, pumping Ayla a few times for the Queen's benefit before pulling out and shooting across her back. She sighed and lay flat against the bed as he covered her with his hot seed. He didn't feel anywhere near satisfied, and his cock was still rigid, maybe perversion ran in his family. Zeal contemplated his erection with interest until her attention turned to the other side of the bed. Lucca appeared to be slowly crawling away and Magus reached out and grabbed her ankle before she could make her way off the bed. He pulled her to him and held her fast with a kiss. She was struggling, but weakly, and her tongue couldn't evade his.
"A pity that you're still opposing me. Prophet, please teach this brat some manners."

After a long interlude of teasing and caressesing, Lucca sat in his lap as he strummed her nipples and clitoris. She sank down his hard length slowly, almost reluctantly, lingering before finally rising again. Each stroke was gradual and drawn-out and it took lots of coaxing from him for her to move on her own. He had been been playing this game with her for a half hour and she was finally becoming responsive. Ayla had been compliant from the start and Chrono had no hope against his mother but Lucca had continued to resist them.
"So now you like this?" He whispered into her ear.
"No..." His finger flicked Lucca's pearl in time with his thrust and she moaned.
"You're a liar, but your body is honest. You're so wet now you've coated my entire cock." Magus took his finger from her and traced a line with her dew along the petite breasts, teasing her supple body, as his mouth mocked and consoled her.
"I can't help it. No, not there!" She cried, as he slowly withdrew to the tip before plunging himself into her. He stopped moving, letting her clench his shaft tightly, and continued his patient work on her body.
"Your friends are all enjoying themselves, just listen." He slowed his strokes and softly turned Lucca's head towards others. On the other side of the bed Ayla and Zeal were busy using Chrono like a bench and even blind he was sure Lucca could visualize from the wet slapping sounds and moans of the two women. She seemed to flag and finally succumb and before he knew it she was hoisting herself up and pushing down on his pole unbidden and returning his kiss so hard he couldn't breathe. Her pace increased and she was so undone Magus felt himself almost ready to climax. He withdrew and Lucca moaned in frustration.
"I want you to, to put it all the way in again."
"I will," he whispered, nibbling her ear as he watched Ayla and his mother take the boy again, "But you have to do something for me." Zeal and Ayla were kissing ardently, their heavy tits pressed together as the erect nipples brushed together in circles. He probably wouldn't get this oppurtunity again he mused. Magus had already fucked Lucca twice, and Ayla three times, but he didn't feel himself flagging at all. He had mostly ignored his mother so far, somehow, he had to have all three at once.
"I'll fuck you as much as you want, if you..." He whispered quietly into her ear and the girl went still for a moment before nodding.
"That's all?"
"Yes, just that, but make it good." Magus kissed her to show his approval and then jounced her rapidly. Zeal was practically doing a split as she pumped Chrono and took notice of them.
"What are you two conspiring about over there?" She asked as she slammed herself down into his lap.
"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. You're next." Magus said and gave the queen a nice view of his cock as he plunged into the girl.
"I'm not so sure you'll be able to satisfy me again after all this Prophet." Zeal said cooly, as she rode Chrono and massaged his balls with her hand, giving Magus an eyeful. Magus grinned, it was time his mother learned he wasn't a novice.
Moments later Magus was drilling Zeal as Ayla played with the Queen's heaving breasts. Suddenly, Lucca grabbed Zeal's wrist and began to suck and bite her rosy nipple. The older woman gasped and began to squirm but Magus held firmly onto her legs.
"What are you doing? Damn you, let me go!"
"Not just yet. Ayla, why don't you taste the Queen's clit? It needs a good sucking." Ayla sat on Zeal's other wrist and leaned across to lick the soft nub as Magus continued to drive into Zeal. Letting go of one leg he pinched her clitoris expertly between his thumb and forefinger as Ayla tongued it. Zeal's sigh turned into a throaty moan as Lucca worked her breasts and they continued to stimulate her pussy. As Zeal's thrashing grew more frenzied, she was wracked with pleasure and now she looked at Magus with eyes that seemed to both beg for him to stop and urge him farther.
"No, I can't! I've never-"
"Guess you can dish it out but you can't take it!" Lucca's voice now had an impish, perverted edge, they had all gone off the same moral cliff Magus had now, it seemed the spell was doing it's job. "Would you please shut her up with your hard cock Chrono?" Zeal's eyes went wide as the boy fed her his shaft and her protests were muffled . Her expression was so exquisitely sexy that Magus gushed into the queen then, shivering with the pleasure of release. Zeal trembled all over, but Magus didn't flag and continued to pump her. He gleefully spit roasted his mother as she sucked Chrono's length and held the other girls' heads to her tits as they licked.
"Blue haired one so tasty!" Ayla said as her tongue traced a ring across the big nipple. Meanwhile Lucca nibbled on the flesh, biting just hard enough not to leave a mark.
"So the Queen's just a slut after all! You wanted us, now you've got us! Go ahead and fuck her hard guys!" Magus didn't need to hear twice. As her son pounded her Zeal's body shuddered in the wake of multiple orgasms and the muted cries of ectasy grew desperate. Together he and the three prisoners plundered Zeal's ripe body as they explored every inch of her with their hands and tongues. Magus didn't mind sharing, she was just another toy at this point. He filled her pussy again as he and Chrono stuffed her from both ends, and then again when they covered her in their seed. She had taken at least as many shots from Chrono and worked him over pretty well.
Seeing his mother debased, with the sticky white substance across her chest, on her mouth, in her hair...he wanted to ravish her again, he wanted them all again. His quest for revenge, to change history itself, was pushed from his mind. How far had he fallen? The drop was high but the bottom was unimaginable bliss...

Authors notes: Sorry this took so long to get out, work and home situation have been like a Kafka novel. Writing an orgy is really involved, it's like trying to choreograph Thriller. Oh, and yes, Ayla definitely used "Charm". Kept the word count under control though, so I'm proud of that. We should be wrapping up in two more chapters, they may take me awhile to finish unless situation improves, but I think they'll run a little shorter, I know where I want to go but things keep getting shifted around.
Next chapter: Zeal continues to go off the deep end of depravity and takes Magus along for the ride. Schala gets drawn in and has an R-rated encounter with Magus.
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