Variana

Variana

Variana awakens with a start and rubs her eyes. That dream again, the sad memory of the mortals destroying themselves. It had started as posturing by the various factions of the world, accumulation of weapons that even demons like herself feared. Then one day a man who had seen his son raped by an enemy soldier and then castrated and shot in the head, had managed to infiltrate into a military installation. He had stolen a briefcase bomb, and took it to a nuclear reactor and detonated it. The automated retaliation was set in motion by machines designed to act quick enough to launch all the bombs before they were destroyed in their silos. The other sides retaliated, the world burned, the seas boiled, and the sky darkened. All of these things she pieced together, from the few records she found and with scrying magic, to look into the past.

Personally, she remembers being in a high rise building, fucking an obese rich man. He had promised her some of the mortal money, and pretty clothes and jewellery, and her own limo and driver, as well as access to all the fancy clubs, as long as he got to fuck her and record it with a camera. It was a fair deal for her, even though he was ugly to look at, and unimpressive in bed, he still was tasty to drain the life out of, she rarely ever killed anyone and she was bouncing on his cock and looking out the beautiful skyline, human cities, so full of tasty food, she was so happy there, looking at the beauty of it all.

The night sky lit up as if the sun burst through the ground, the strange round buildings in the distance exploded, she screamed as the light burned her eyes and then she felt an intense thud in the ground and the glass exploded into the room lacerating her all over and she was flung into a wall, she broke her tail and wings and her blonde bimbo look was ripped away as she reverted to her long red haired natural form, with cute horns on her head, bat like wings and a tail with a heart shaped tip. She felt sick and everything burned and hurt, and she teleported away, back to the abyss, she found a demon who owed her for services rendered and he helped heal her, it was only later she heard what the mortals had done, she cried for weeks, hiding away in her secret home.

Then as she emerged from hiding, the abyss was in ruin too, there had been a war, and demons had descended upon demons, hungry the mortal pets in the abyss had been the first to be consumed in the frenzy, and then demons ate demons, and by the time she got out there was just a handful of demons in the entire abyss, the layers and the isles of them were crumbling, falling into the void at he bottom of the abyss, the few survivors decided to risk travelling back to the ruined world, the radiation did not bother them so much, but the lack of life, that was a problem.

She remembers them finding survivors and in their extreme hunger they consumed them, often the survivors were already dying, either from radiation of disease, she managed to convince her friends to try to breed the mortals and keep them safe as they became more of them, and only eat a little of their life force, so they could heal. They started gathering food suitable for mortals and saving the mortals as bringing them to a place that seemed safe, and had clean water, at least as far as they could tell.

They managed to make the humans last for a generation, a few children were born, but not enough to sustain the population or the demons and soon the hunger took hold of them and they in a frenzy consumed the last mortals. They started wandering the world aimlessly, trying to find food, and trying to understand what had happened, they found bits and pieces of mortal thinking machines, and made them work after a lot of hard work, and they finally figured out what had happened.

One of the older demons remembered a powerful spell that allowed one to teleport through time, one way, and no chance of returning, it also required several souls to power it and could only send one person. They discussed long and hard and chose Variana, making sure she learned all they had figured out before they started to prepare the powerful spell.

This was the day, though it was really hard to tell if it was day or night, but at any rate it was time, she was to go back as far as the spell could take her, and try to watch for the signs, and figure out people to assassinate, charm or otherwise alter the course of, to change the future and prevent this horror from occurring.

They let her feed on them all, but not enough to risk the spell working, then they start casting the spell, a black sphere starts forming around her and then she sees them all get consumed by the spell and then the sphere falls, not through space, but through time, it is a blur and she feels herself being buffeted by things appearing in her spot, it really hurts as she gets intersected by a line of windows, and then a fence of iron, then one of wood and then as she is released she ends up inside a tree that explodes outward in a shower of burning splinters, sheep that are next to it ignite and run baaing in every direction screaming in pain as they cook in the intense magically charged flames. The grass burns outward from where she landed and she collapses to the ground, having smouldering splinters piercing her all over the place. She tries to crawl a short distance, but she passes out.

As she awakens she finds herself on a hard mattress, covered by a soft warm patchwork blanket she has small bandaids on every little wound and smells the stench of alcohol from under the wounds. She also feels restrained by some strange itchy material she moves the blanket away and she sees a wool sweater and pants on her, adjusted to have holes for her tail and slits for her wings, it is a slightly pinkish greyish white, with flowers in red on it, very garishly ugly she thinks. She looks around the room and there is a large pendulum watch on one of the walls, ticking and tocking relentlessly with its polished brass pendulum, it is all made out of brass, she sees a shelf with some old books, and some newer ones. The desk is a huge mess of papers and drawings, and has a bunch of tools to draw exact lines and curves or such. She then sees herself in the mirror and it takes her a few moments to realize that mortals have seen her true form, yet they helped her, she feels really embarrassed at her huge blunder, it is the first thing demons get taught, never let mortals see your true form unless you are sure you can kill them or take them as your pets and bring them with you to the abyss later.

The door opens and she yelps as a handsome man enters the room carrying a tray with what smells like coffee and porridge, she looks up into his eyes to try to gage his reaction to seeing her real form. "Are you alright, you got some nasty wounds, I tried to patch them up as best I can, but I am not a doctor really" he says and she smiles "I am alright... um what is your name?" she asks and then furrows her brow "and what year is it, and where am I?"

He smiles at her "it is 1743, I am Charles Branson, inventor, and... sheep herder. You are in Nagnati Ireland" he looks a bit sad at all the burned sheep, but he does not think it is her fault, he wonders what kind of freak lighting made the tree explode like that though, on a clear day and all. "and who are you?"

Variana looks at him and smiles "I am Variana" her wings twitch uncomfortably "you um don't find me scary?" she asks and looks at him worriedly.

Charles Branson shakes his head "no... not scary..." he blushes as he remembers her beautiful figure as he removed all the splinters and cleaned the wounds with alcohol and then put the bandaids on "I know it is not proper to say, but you are a very beautiful woman, with some unique anatomical features, I have never seen before, would it be alright if I studied your wings, you see I am trying to understand how wings work and see if I can make mechanical wings. I have always wanted to fly like the birds, or bats do, the freedom they have is amazing." he blushes a bit more and then shakes his head "um I am sorry where are my manners, I have some porridge and coffee for you" he says and holds the tray up for her.

Variana furrows her brow and wrinkles her nose "I am sorry Charles I can't eat mortal food..." then she blushes and closes her eyes "Variana you idiot, did you hit your head or something..." she says in abyssal, and despite her voice sounding a bit angry it sounds really hot as she says that, fairly animalistic sounds.

Charles puts the food tray on the desk and takes a seat on the chair and raises an eyebrow at her "mortal food, ok then what do you eat? I want to help you get better, and eating is important for that."

Variana opens her eyes and looks confused at him not getting scared or angry at her "ok so um" she pulls the blanket off and then tries really hard to get the top off but it gets stuck on her wings "I want this off, help, itchy!" she looks rather cute and silly as her arms and head and wings get stuck in the wool top and her breasts and belly are exposed.

Charles feels himself swelling in his pants and blushes and really is not sure what to do, she wants it off she says, and he is uncomfortable with helping her with that but she starts to trash about with her wings scratching the walls "ok stop calm down I will help you, stay still" he says calmly and she stops panicking he then helps pull the sweater down over her body again and then he says "your wings are in the way so you have to pull it down that was the only way I could get it on you."

She struggles again and this time ends up with her arms stuck and her breasts sticking up on top and she looks really flustered and frustrated and gets tears in her purple eyes "please help" it itches and burns on her skin and she really wants it off right away.

Charles blushes and hates seeing her cry like that and he says "lie down and I will take them off." his cock is hardening in his pants though because she looks so amazing, but her crying is a bit of a downer for him. She lies down and he pulls her sweater down and then as he reaches her pants "you really want me to take the pants off too?"

"It burns so much" she whimpers "please take it off, I will do anything you want, just take it off" she weeps.

Charles does as she asks pulling the pants off too and as soon as he gets it all off she breathes a sigh of relief and she starts ripping bandaids off herself and he is about to stop her, but then he sees that her skin is flawless under the bandaids and she gets into a real struggle as the tries to reach the ones on her back "help me take the bandaids of, they itch!" this time he complies right away and caresses a few places that he remembers her having really bad wounds only a few hours ago. He looks perplexed yet also happy at her quick recovery and he helps remove the bandaids on her wings too, they had gotten the worst beating from the exploding tree, but now they are all better, as he gets the last bandaid off she sits in bed with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around them and her head resting on her knees, freely exposing her wet pussy to him, though not on purpose, and she flexes and stretches her wings behind her back and looks at him, her red hair reaches down to the bed, most of it behind her, but a few strands hanging down past her eyes. She notices the lump in his pants and a wet spot of precum forming on his pants as his cock strains to break free. Her tail wraps around her leg and makes a come hither motion pointing to her pussy, she is also unaware of this.

Charles ends up staring at her tail and what it suggest to him, and her pussy, then he swallows and manages with great effort to look up into her beautiful purple eyes "um... so, what do you eat?" he asks as his brain manages to find what he asked before.

Variana smiles and licks her lips "do you find me attractive?" she asks and gazes into his eyes, she can smell his precum and feel his arousal, but she wants him to tell her with his words.

Charles blushes even more "y... um... yes... you um..." he looks down and then sees her pussy again and closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before looking up into her eyes again "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Variana's smile widens "I need you to make love to me, that is the only way I can gain sustenance, I know this is a lot to ask, but I really need you to do that, will you do that for me?" she asks and gazes into his eyes.

Charles feels his cock jump in his pants and it flips the switch in his head 'stop thinking and fuck her you dumb useless piece of grey matter!' and he just nods and then after a short while manages "um of course."

Variana giggles "then get out of all your clothes for me and join me in bed, and please move me to where you want me and how you want me, I just need you to make love to me, any way you want."

Charles fumbles with buttons on his shirt and a belt and buttons on his pants and then removes an under shirt and boxers and finally he removes his socks.

Variana carefully looks him over, he is rather lean, yet he has decent muscles, his shoulders, neck, face and hands are tanned while the rest of him is a whiteish pink, he has well trimmed brown hair on his head, a slight stubble of beard, a big forest of hair on his chest and a forest of darker brown around his cock, his eyes a deep brown, his hands are calloused by honest hard labour and his nails are well cared for and clean, he has no ring on his finger, and he has a small scar on his foot and even his toenails are well manicured, and he smells of soap, his cock's glans peaks out from its foreskin and a drop of precum hangs there, her tail moves quickly and catches the drop as it falls and brings it to her mouth and she licks it up, her eyes shimmer purple as her mind determines that he is the father of two sons and a daughter, all of them old enough to have their own families. She can also feel that his wife has passed away, in the famine a couple of years back or so, he has not had sex since then.

Charles seems hesitant as if unsure what to do and he just stares at her with desire. Variana turns around placing her legs on the floor and slightly spread and lays down on the bed and then she wiggles her butt at him and then she remembers he liked her wings and she spreads them out to both sides and her tail makes the 'come hither' wave at her pussy "fuck me already Charles, I promise to let you examine my wings in detail." with those words and her motions he stops standing there stupidly and he carefully positions his cock at her wet pussy opening and slowly slides into her and makes a groan of pleasure and a deep sigh as he feels his balls push against her body, her red pubic hair feeling really soft compared to his own coarser pubes. He grabs her hips and slowly starts moving as if trying to remember the right way to thrust into a woman "Variana, you mmm so fucking amazing" he says and starts to thrust into her.

Variana moans deeply, for her it had been thirty years since the last time that she got fucked, and that was by that obese man in the skyrise building. Charles feels a lot better for her, and he is actually handsome. Her pussy muscles milk his cock hungrily, impatiently wanting his cum right away, and the life force they can derive from snuffing out all those potential futures that each sperm represents all that potential life. Of course it also drains life from the one that fucks her, but not in a permanent way, if she is careful, a day of rest and proper mortal food will allow him to recover from her, she can't fuck him more than once per day safely though, or he might need many days to fully recover, even if she is very careful.

"Aaah Variana aaah fuck!" Charles groans and she feels him bury himself deep into her and explode, she gasps and whimpers, her eyes glowing purple and she squirts on him as she gets an intense orgasm from feeding the right way for her type of demon. He gasps as his orgasm gets much more intense as she drains life from him, but she is very careful, drawing a little and slowly, to prolong his pleasure, he collapses against her panting heavily as she stops draining him and she sighs happily and pushes him onto the bed, sliding him out of her and then licks his cock lean of cum, then she pulls the patchwork blanket over him and kisses him and says "sleep tight" then she remembers the food and drink he had with him and moves the chair up and helps him sip the coffee and spoon feeds him the porridge, she then kisses him again and gets some of that vile human food in her mouth, disgusting, but she manages to not make a face.

Charles is at a loss for words and just drinks and eats what she serves him, and then as she kisses him again he falls into sleep, and he dreams of her, very vivid sexual dreams, fucking her hard in all sorts of positions and even spanking her cute butt, he moans "Veriana" and some indistinct words while she remains in the room.

She looks through his notes and finds a drawing of herself among the papers, and a lot of drawings of birds, and a few drawings of mechanical wings that flap, she remembers the flying machines the mortals made, they had stiff wings, and a strange spinning thing, and then an encapsulated spinning thing and some strange thing that sucked in air and burned fuel in it and shot the smoke behind it, she does not recognize any of that in his notes and ends up doodling absent-mindedly the things she remembers on one of the papers and then she looks in the mirror and adjusts her hair and smiles and then leaves the room wandering down into the house, searching wardrobes, looking in every drawer she can find and looking at the books he has strewn about all over the place, nothing much of it interests her at all though, until she finds the master bedroom and she jumps into his bed and the mattress is softer than the guest bed she was in and the linens are of much better quality, though much coarser than she is normally used to, she mostly fucked and slept with rich and powerful people and they usually had satin weave smooth soft fabric or actual silk, though some of them just had that strange plastic silk, still even that is better than the coarse linens in this bed, she sighs and tries to recall details about the things the demons figured out about time, she is pretty sure they did not have anything much before 1940, some dumb so called great wars, or world wars, that basically took hundreds of years of mortal achievements, put them in a large pile, and set fire to them. She shakes her head mortals are stupid, almost as stupid as the animals they eat, she keeps thinking about it and then smiles "I need to stop those wars from happening, I have a lot of time to do it, but how..."

She grimaces and tries to remember the names of important people, and why they did things they did "it seems to originally be about different worshippers of that dumb invisible god thing they believe in, even the reasons for why that man's son got killed was over that same fight, that god has to be some sort of god of war, I may need to figure out how to reduce the influence of those stupid worshippers of him..."

She is not entirely sure where to begin though, she vaguely remembers something about an old man in white in a glass box, waving at people, she scratches her head a bit and then gets out of the bed, she stands before a larger mirror and plays with various shapes of women, and finally settles for a pale redhead with freckles and small boobs and hauntingly beautiful green eyes with some deep sadness in them, almost starvation level of thin, with ribs and hip bones showing, yet it is possible to see she is hot "men will take pity on me if I look this way, or fuck me... or both..."

She then starts to go for the door to outside and then as she opens it she stops "yeah walk out naked, I am sure nobody will mind... Fuck..." she goes back to the wardrobes and starts tossing out clothes that she rejects onto the floor and finally she finds a grey coat that does not burn or itch on her skin and she wraps herself in that, it scrapes the floor as she wears it, she also finds a pair of silk panties under the master bedroom pillow, they have not been washed in forever, she licks them and smiles and rubs them between her legs and puts it back "something to remember us by Charles..."

She then keeps looking and finds a pair of panties that are clean in a box with letters and a diary, that she reads "Helen, I am so sorry you never got to experience your dreams" she says and puts the diary and letters away, and then she slides into the panties, and they are too large for the body shape she had chosen, but she does not care, she closes two buttons on the coat and then heads outside, she enjoys the dirt, living filthy dirt, under her feet as she walks down the dirt path, she sees the burned circle she had caused when she arrived and the smoking corpses of many sheep. She feels bad about that and hopes the mortals can eat the sheep anyway, she is not entirely sure what the limits on food for them are, but she keeps walking down the dirt path and towards the distant buildings, a really tall one can be seen with a cross on top of it, she tries to remember what that means and decides it looks like a place rich people would be, tall building that is well made and the cross is gilded, they must be rich.

The dirt path moves into a slightly bigger road, and down a hill, and trees start getting a bit denser. As she walks along up on the bigger road and starts following it towards the town she spots, but thinks nothing particularly of, a group of men hiding, poorly, behind some bushes near a curve in road where it goes through some trees, out of view of most of the buildings. As she reaches the bushes the men spring out around her, several of them hold knives, their leader points a flintlock pistol at her and leers at her "what is such a cute little strumpet doing out on the road alone?"

"I am just going to the town" she points and she looks sad in her eyes but not scared, she understands what a gun is and knives, but they don't really scare her though, sure the gun will hurt a lot if it hits, but it takes more than a few bullets to put a demon down.

He is taken aback at her lack of fear to the obvious threat and lack of reaction to his insult. "Give us all your coins and that coat too, it looks expensive. Or I put a bullet in your chest and take what you have."

"Please don't hurt me" she says and feigns being afraid and a blush and then carefully opens the buttons of her coat and then takes it off and tosses it to him and at that point the too large for her silk panties slide down her legs to the ground, and she just a little bit slowly covers up her breasts and red bush crossing her legs, as she wanted enough time for their minds to register how she looks.

The men look at her somewhat bony, but still hot body and she can feel their arousal and it makes her wet and she is still hungry, well not really starving, she can survive for a month, but she does not have a lot of energy to do other things than just survive, and these men might give her enough energy.

The leader looks up and down the road, and walks up to her pointing the gun at her back "you will come with us to our hideout willingly or we will grab you and take you with us with force." he says and she can feel him poke her ass with his cock through his pants.

"I... I will go with you, but please don't hurt me..." she says and tries to sound meek and scared and embarrassed "lead the way boys" he says and they reluctantly take their eyes off her and start leading the way into the forest, he pokes her "follow them" and she does and he picks up the panties from the ground and smells them and his heart skips several beats, he looks at her walk away swinging her butt and showing off her wet pussy in the beautiful little gap between her legs and just below her butt.

He also has the coat from before, their hideout is not much to look at, a small hunting lodge made from logs and covered with leafy branches to attempt to blend in and not be seen from afar, and it works, except for her it stands out as a large dead thing among many living things. As they get there he says "guys bring the rope out" she looks at with tears in her eyes "please no what are you doing?" not that a rope scares her, but she is trying to play the part of a scared woman. He nods to a few of the men and they grab her and pull her towards the door of the cabin and she resists weakly as someone with her physique should and then soon enough is tied up arms and legs spread between the two bunk beds inside the hunting lodge, she does block the path but you can get past her and the beds by climbing into and out of one of the beds, or hugging her and moving around her that way.

They think they are playing with her and having her under control, but these ropes she is wearing, now that she has fed a bit, she can either destroy them, or simply teleport away from them, but she wants to see what they will do with her. They all start groping her and she makes protesting whimpering sounds and repeated "please no don't do that, no not there" while trying to struggle to get free and move away from them, it only results in her getting tied more firmly though.

The leader puts his gun on one of the beds and takes off his clothes, the other men also take off their clothes, and they have closed the door to outside, her body is exuding strong pheromones, that not only makes them very much want to fuck her, but if she really wants to she can likely suggest things to them, if she makes it a proper command, but she has not done so yet, as they are doing what she wants, it is fun to her to play helpless sometimes and sometimes she likes to play rough. He looks very rough and muscular lots of scars from knife fights, and he has not shaved in several days having a long stubble growing on his face, he is also not recently bathed, covered in sweat and grime, the other men are somewhat younger and less built and have way less scars, but each of them seem to have some scars. She finally takes time to observe them, they number fifteen, and she knows she does not want to kill the first one that fucks her, or maybe not any of them, depending on how well they fuck she might want to make them her pets, she used to have several, though they lived in the city and did not know her true form, better to be safe than sorry.

He looks at her moving around her to her front and grabs her breasts and pinches her nipples and rubs his hard cock against her smooth belly, making his precum leak out on her skin and drip down her belly and into her red pubic mound. She is dripping pussy juice on the ground, it has already formed a small puddle and he laughs "she is sopping wet boys, and he sticks his hand under her and roughly grabs her, sticking two fingers inside forcefully and she whimpers and tries to move up and away as much as she can but he slams his fingers inside her and she makes a quick adjustment to her pussy and his fingers pierce her hymen and she bleeds on his fingers and cries out in pain "noo!" he chuckles as he brings his bloody fingers up "a virgin too, would not think it with how she dresses and walks, let's fix that." he moves behind her and grabs her butt roughly and then slams into her pussy and starts fucking her really hard, she makes whimpering cries of what sounds like very reluctant forced pleasure and pain, she is loving it though, she also keeps crying and looking at the guys fapping all around her with feigned disgust and fright.

The leader is pounding her so violently hard and fast that she feels an orgasm building inside and unlike what she usually likes to do she resists letting it happen for as long as she can and then she screams "nooo stop aaaaaaaah!" and her entire body shakes against the ropes that bind her and the beds even creek as the orgasms finally hits and she squirts and starts shaking and crying, managing to keep her act up for the men and the leader manages a few more hard thrusts into her pussy that is milking his cock before he buries his cock deep inside her "we are going to breed you bitch" he says and bites her neck as he starts cumming and grunts into her neck and wraps his arms around her grabbing her breasts really hard and pinching her nipples, she stops her regenerative power and lets her breasts become bruised, as they clearly are into being mean to women and she wants to be fucked by the rest of them too, she drains the leader's life enough to make him very tired, it will seem like what most men become when they have fucked a woman, falling asleep on her, though if he has really strong willpower me might be able to resist, but he will feel like he has been awake for over two days fucking her and cumming into her over and over again. He feels his legs going wobbly and pulls out of her "have at her boys, just no cutting her or breaking any teeth or bones, we might sell her to Jacob, when we are done with her." with that he wobbles into bed and lays the flintlock pistol on his chest and does not bother to cover up as he breathes heavily and looks at her.

'Slave trade, good, I can work with that, lots of bad men that I can make work for me, and slaves that will love me for saving them, that will be great.' Variana thinks and smiles in her mind, while her current form cries and she does not even bother with words now, she is going to play broken, they just destroyed her for other men, taking her virtue and now they are going to breed her as well, and she was just dressed like this to surprise her noble who she was promised in marriage to... or something like that, she is not sure, but she knows that this girl she is trying to play probably would not be able to speak or resist much from the horror of what just happened, and what she just heard them plan to do, and that the leader had to tell them to not cut her, and the only reason why was that he wants to sell her when they are done with her, very shocking things.

She is now well fed though and her mind manages to piece together some more of the information she was supposed to recall, it is all a jumble to her still, but she has an idea forming slowly.

As the guys continue to fuck her hard, slapping her butt until it is all red and sore, they all seem to prefer her pussy despite it being very messy now, it is not like they could make her suck their dicks from this position, but her ass is right there, but they must not be sodomites.

The idea takes clearer shape in her mind and is to charm and completely make into her puppets, her pets, a lot of the criminal underground of the world, and train them, and then at a preordained time strike to take down the religious authorities and leaders of the world, in one perfect day of assassinations, then have them declare the new rules of the world, a world without any people other than herself leading people, she would use her assassins to take out or absorb other criminal gangs that try to fill the power vacuum too, and her assassins would also tell people about things she recalls, like crop rotation, fertilisers, medicine and technology that lets there be more of them, they could assassinate scientists who seemed to be developing too powerful weapons, perhaps she was having delusions of grandeur, but that was what was going through her head, only in much more detail as memories of kept flooding into her mind and she started organizing them better now that she was not starving. She thinks she will need to go back to Charles later, he seemed to be a scientific type, maybe what she remembers and what he can figure out from it would be better, she will need to charm more smart people too, making sure to keep them all inspired.

Had her true eyes not been hidden by the shape shifting they would have been glowing like two purple stars being eaten by larger and larger black holes. Her little red headed lass she is playing however has eyes agape from all the pleasure she is being forced to feel, and staring blankly, the tears have stopped coming, as her body and mind has surrendered to the pleasure they are making her feel.

The last guy groans as he empties his load deep inside her pussy and lays down in his bunk, and they just leave her standing there as they all drift into sleep. She looks at them with her life vision, and sees that they will be sleeping well over a day, before they can perhaps wake up. She was a bit rough with them, she breaks the ropes as if they were tiny little strings and takes the flint lock pistol and examines it, it looks well made, it has nice mother of pearl and silver inlays and a handle made out of ivory and it has a name engraved into it "Sir John McCormik" she raises an eyebrow and looks at the man she took it from "you stole this from a noble I am sure of it..." she examines the mechanism of the gun carefully, she knows in general how guns work, but this specific type is not completely clear to her.

She looks at the small pool of cum on the floor, she had been so sloppy, she carefully puts the gun on the floor next to the pool of cum and licks it up moaning as she destroys the potential futures of the sperm.

She picks up the gun again and walks out the door and a short distance away from the bandit hideout and then points at a rock and pulls the trigger and nothing happens "huh... hmm" she looks at the mechanism carefully and she then smiles "oh" and pulls the half cocked cock into its fully cocked position and then points the gun at the rock again and pulls the trigger, the gun makes a very loud bang and slams into her hand hard and it hurts the entire arm of this poor lass she is shape shifted into, but she restores her regeneration power and heals nearly instantly. The bullet hits the rock almost where she aimed it, a large puff of smoke explodes in all directions from the gun and she takes a deep breath from it and smiles "mmm I love that smell, I wonder if they use fireworks already, I love new years and the excitement and smell of fireworks..."

She giggles to herself and pulls the cock all the way back and points at another rock and pulls the trigger, and it just creates a little spark as the flint of the cock hits the metal of the frizzen, she looks confused again "only one shot? What?" she examines the gun more carefully, playing around with the parts of it as much as they will give and looking into the barrel from the hole in the pan and from where the bullet is fired from, she manages to pull the ramrod out from under the barrel and looks at it and then she sees it fits nicely in the barrel, the barrel is rifled inside and she also sees a makers mark T.R & S in a small little shield like thing that looks like gold, she can see the steel is of excellent quality, probably created with actual charcoal rather than just mined coal, after carefully examining it she says to herself "oh must be one of those antiques you load from the hole the bullet comes out of... no magazine."

She points at the slightly damaged rock and her eyes flash from green to intense glowing purple and then fade back to green and a small purple bolt flies from her index finger and hits the rock nearly instantly and the rock explodes into very fine dust and there is a heavy thud in the ground and leaves on the ground blow away from the exploding dust and she giggles and then carries the gun back inside.

She looks around a bit in the shared big room and rummages around clothes and chests and the desk, reading all text she can find and stacking various coins and jewellery and a few nice clothes she finds on the desk and she casts a little spell on herself to clean her up from the grime of the men and their clothes, and she lets the spell explode outward to clean the men and most exposed surfaces. "I am such a nice little girl, I let you fuck me, and I clean for you, and you still beat my cute little butt and breasts, you are such mean daddies..." she says in an amused tone and looks at the pile of interesting stuff.

She also found a sturdy leather purse that contains paper cartridges, and it has the same gilded emblem as the pistol, as do the cartridges, though their maker sign is not gilded, the whole thing is very well made by whomever T.R & S is and reeks of luxury, it even has a small instruction booklet written and illustrated by T.R & S, and a kit for maintaining the gun, this is no cheap thing any bandit could get.

She smiles and follows the instructions in the booklet for maintaining the gun and polishes it from the grime that had built up, it had not been taken well care of by the bandit, she then loads the gun and places the gun in the holster that is currently wrapped to the purse.

She looks at the various clothes some more and sees that there is nothing for this slim girl she is and she shakes her head and makes herself a little more toned and curvy until she fits in a hot little red silk and black lace brassiere and panties and the corset that seems to match it and she cleans off the dry cum stains on them, and brushes her hair with a well made brush then she puts on a pretty silk flower patterned dress, after repairing a rip in it and cleaning it, and then puts on a pair of really expensive slippers that go with the dress "you guys have been lazy with fencing loot, or maybe these have fond memories of some noble woman you raped..." she shrugs and also finds a nice fur cloak that is really soft and pretty, obviously made for a lady especially with the cute clasp made in the shape of a flower. She also puts on various jewellery and pulls the dress up and straps the holster to her leg, the gun is slightly big though and not all that well hidden by the dress that wants to hug her skin. She finishes putting that on and smiles.

She then walks to each man pressing a finger to their forehead, her eyes glowing purple, in their minds she plants a seed of herself, it will quickly grow and corrupt them, and she will be able to visit them in their dreams and find them whenever she wants, and they will be her pets, not a single one of them manages to resist. As a parting gift to them for fucking her so wonderfully she makes them have a nightmare of being this girl they kidnapped and raped, and experiencing things the way she would have, a nightmare they will not be able to wake from until it is over, she adds her standing there for several hours and crying herself to sleep and then hanging really uncomfortably in the ropes, feeling the cum and the blood from her destroyed maidenhead drip down her legs, then she gives them a short reprieve in their dream an entire hour of nothing, where they don't even know who they are, before she has them dream of the real her, fucking them, in many different ways, until they wake up with a raging hard cock.

She sees that the purse as she thought it was is actually equipped with a belt to wrap it around your hips and she puts that on too, the belt does not exactly match the dress, but she wants to take it with her, and she is not sure if her abyssal storage pocket exists yet, she knows it was destroyed when the abyss collapsed, and she was not born this far back, she she decides to not risk trying to use it for now. She finds a purse that seem to go with the dress and puts various valuables into it, until it is quite full, and she looks at the rest of the things and sighs and decides to let the bandits keep what she can't carry. She wraps the best blade around her other leg under the dress though, as it might be useful. Finally she pulls her silk panties aside and stuffs the huge silk panties she wore when they caught her up into her now wet but clean pussy and masturbates with it inside herself and after she squirts and waits for it to get really soaked she places it on top of the leaders face and giggles as she leaves their hideout, heading back towards town.

She reaches the town without further incident and manages to find an owner of a nice coach with two really beautiful black stallions being used to draw it. She finds the owner and the stallions handsome, his mother had passed away in the famine and his father had killed himself, leaving his business to the young man, a mere nineteen years old, tall, red haired, with freckles, perhaps a bit too muscular build for the suit he wears while trying to find customers to take for rides, but business is going bad, most people walk, and very few travel far anymore.

"I will hire you full time, but I you to help run errands for me too" she takes out one of the heavy silver coins she found and hands it to him, it is more than what his dad's business made in its best year, easily enough to life off of for a few years if you are not wasting money on luxuries. "I also will give you smaller coins for spending money as I believe that one will be hard for you to exchange except maybe at the church, and those bandits will likely take a fair chunk of the money from you for the service."

He stands there gawking at her but he takes the coin and puts it away and says "yes milady, I will drive you wherever you want and run errands for you, is there anything you require right now?" he tries to ignore the blasphemous but accurate description of the church being full of bandits.

"Right now I want you to run a bath for me, if you have a bath, and then you must help massage my sore muscles, I have been walking really far. I am tired, and I will request your company in your own bed." Variana says and smiles at him. "Also my name is Variana, what is yours?"

The young man blushes redder than his hair and then stammers "Gre... Gregory Mac... MacIntyre... um... mi... milady... d do... um" he looks very much like he wants to sink into the ground or maybe run away, but she is standing in his home and place of business, he has despite his good looks, and owning a business not yet been with a woman, his father's suicide made the church look down at his family and although girls look at him, they are not allowed to think of him as marriage material, and here stands this hot young noble woman, and proposes insane things to him, that makes him feel all hot and bothered and really scared at the same time, it is not proper for him to be near anyone as her before marriage and a noble woman is not something he would ever be allowed to marry, so he is also extremely confused.

Variana moves up and stands on her tiptoes and stretches up, it is not easy with the corset either, and grabs his face and kisses him, and uses a little magic to quickly exude more pheromones, though she could tell he finds her attractive already, but she needs him to comply and stop being so cutely embarrassed, she wants to get things sorted. "I mean everything I say, I like the way you look and you smell good too, and if you are to be my driver you need to get used to me doing peculiar things, and I also need to know you are loyal to me, and with how much I paid you I want you to satisfy my needs, am I not attractive to you too?"

Gregory MacIntyre stammers something incoherent before he manages to "y... yes, v v very."

Variana giggles "then show me to your bedroom and then run the bath for me and show me to it, go on, move."

Gregory nods and stammers "t.. this way." and leads her to the master bedroom, and she sees that although his business is not making a lot of money now, it used to, she starts taking off her cloak and dropping it over the foot of the bed and he stammers something and runs from the room and down the hall, she then hears him banging with some large wooden bucket and sighs a bit. She takes the belt with the ammunition and maintenance tools off and places it on the cloak, and puts her purse on it too, and then removes the knife and gun holsters from her legs and slips out of the dress, finally starts undoing the corset, they look hot but are so very impractical, she is about half way done with it when he enters the room and his brain kind of breaks and he just stands there staring, breathing heavily and although she knows he is there she keeps unlacing the corset and acting as if she does not know he is there, she can feel his arousal on him. She finally drops the corset onto the bed and then takes her bra off and finally grabbing the edges of her panties she slowly works them down her legs and wiggles her butt at him, but acts as if it was just hard to get them off, showing her wet pussy lips as she bends all the way down to the floor with her hands to pick the panties up and also moves to slip out of her slippers leaving her legs spread a bit as she puts the panties with the bra on the bed, she then turns around and blushes and hides her breasts and red bush, he is already blushing and then looks like he is about to jump out of his skin as she seems to try to cover herself, he stammers something and closing his eyes he holds up a big fluffy towel "s.. so... sorry..." is all that is possible to comprehend. She wraps the towel around herself and says "your turn, get undressed, you can't very well help clean and massage me in that suit, you will get all wet and soapy, and I need you to look your best for me."

Gregory tries to find a way out of this but he did stare at her getting undressed and she did ask him to, so after summoning all of his bravery he goes up to the dresser and starts taking his clothes off, carefully folding everything and he tries to ignore her staring at him, having his back to her he turns around when he has his boxers left on and she shakes her head and tosses the towel to the bed and moves up to him pulling his boxers down and smiles up at his huge young cock bouncing out of his boxers, finally free, and loves that he has a nice red bush around his cock too. He tries to pull back and, but she moves with him and he ends up squeezing himself against the dresser as she grabs his hands and pulls them to his sides and holds them there and she rubs her face against his cock, inhaling deeply and she licks and kisses his balls and licks up along his shaft and kisses and sucks on his partially open foreskin loving the way his precum tastes as her tongue darts into it to lick the head of his cock and at that moment he groans and explodes into her mouth and she sucks up every drop and then licks around his cock's head and her eyes sparkle with happiness, it was his first time with a woman, virgins are always so fun to corrupt. "That was not so bad was it? Can you stop fearing me so much?" she asks and smiles at him, she only drained him a very little bit, and made sure it felt great for him despite cumming so fast.

Gregory shakes his head and looks down at this wonderful woman, in awe of her, and how beautiful she is, and he falls in love with her, or in lust, but he forgets all the other women he has been pining over, he is hers to command. Then he remembers what he was going to tell her "the bath is almost ready, I have the big kettle getting warmed on the fire, we can make it as hot or cool as you like."

Variana giggles at that and gives his cock a last kiss before getting up and she hands him his boxers and then leaves the towel and walks in her best sexy walk wiggling her round perfect butt at him she has those dimples on her back that she knows drive men bonkers, as she walks her wetness form drops that sparkle in the light as she walks and a few of them leap down to the ground while others drip down her inner thighs.

Gregory can't help but stare as he follows her, and then she walks the wrong way "Va.. um milady, the bath is this way." she giggles and turns around and says "lead the way." and then follows him, and she admires his strong muscular tone, and wonders if she can make him stop stammering and get more assertive, of course when they are out and when she wants something from him, she wants him to listen to her commands, but she likes a man who dares speak his mind and also knows what he desires.

They reach a stone tiled room, it is a solar all walls and the ceiling are glass and it faces south into a small garden of this small house, a river runs at the other side of the garden and there is a small balcony you can get to from the room, it is a bit odd to have a tub in a solar, it is a wooden tub, large enough to fit two people snugly, clearly his mother and father were deeply in love and liked taking a bath in the sun, next to the tub is a fireplace where a large kettle is being heated on the fire, and there are also movable privacy barriers in the room and she slides them all the way to the side to open up the room completely and stands in the balcony enjoying the sun on her skin, she sees a small row boat with an old bearded fisherman rowing down the river, and she sees him notice her and stare and she waves and giggles "Gregory, you have a really beautiful home. Also make sure the water is as hot as you can handle, I will not burn myself, but you might." she then looks around, there are only a few books around, one of them is the bible and she starts reading it and moves through it quickly and makes confused sounds at many points, giggles, and shakes her head and then after she finishes she yawns a bit and places it back where she found it "drivel" she says to herself "though it had some fun things too I suppose..." she then reads a book about proper care for horses, a worn expensive looking book about romance and sex, with a few illustrations, she smiles and looks at Gregory, and then reads the last book that is a farmers almanac, that also has some notes stuck into it written about the plants she saw in the small garden, by then Gregory pours boiling water into the tub and uses a large wooden spoon to stir it and then touches the water and pours more hot water in, stirring and touching it again a few times until he has got it proper hot and she walks up to the tub and slides into the hot water "mmm, get in here with me Gregory."

Gregory now knows that protesting what she is saying is not going to work and makes a few slightly pained sounds as the water is almost too hot for him to handle, even before she got into it, and finally he slips into the water and ends up hugging his legs to himself trying to not touch her spread legs and not expose himself to her.

She pulls her legs up and then pokes her feet between his legs and pushes them apart and then uses her feet to masturbate him under the water and he looks at her stunned and breathes heavily and then moans as she gets him hard very fast and her feet are extremely agile and she knows what she is doing and soon she smiles as his cock shoots a blast of quickly disintegrating into white smoky clouds shots of cum, she aims his cock after the first blast and loves how the soft blasts that reach her pussy and stomach feels.

She looks around, she sees the clever little shelf with a soap and a bottle of perfumed oil hanging on the inside of the tub, she sees that the bottle is dusty, but half full and opens it and then sniffs it and then holds it up to him "do you like this scent?" she asks and as he inhales it he looks both a bit sad and calmer and happier at the same time, she realizes it must be his mother's perfume, and she likes its smell, he finally nods to her "yes, you may use it if you want, I don't use it." she smiles and corks the bottle again and then turns her back to him and then says "I am going to show you something, and I do not want you to freak out, I promise I will take good care of you for the rest of your life, but you need to know about me to properly serve me."

Gregory nods and then realizes she is turned away "I promise you that even if I get scared of you I will never do anything to hurt you or make you sad if I can help it, I love you." then he realises what he just said and blushes fiercely.

Variana looks over her shoulder and drops her disguise, her body turns slightly less curvy, her intense ruby red, her green eyes turn purple and her wings appear and so does her tail, and her two cute horns appear, as she smiles her canines are slightly larger than humans normally has, and sharper, but her beauty is a whole lot more intense, and her pheromones are a lot stronger in her real form, her tail heart shaped tail tip caresses his cheek gently and caresses his lips and he can't help himself as he kisses and licks it, it smells so wonderfully her, she giggles a bit as her tail is very sensitive to touch and the tip is an erogenous zone for her "mmm".

Gregory speaks with a much more steady voice now, no longer stuttering "I must be the luckiest man alive, at this moment, to have such a beautiful woman in my home and sharing my tub with her, I wish I was like the poets that wrote that book, my favourite book..." he shakes his head and he is already erect again "I will do anything to make you happy Variana, anything."

Variana smiles and gazes into his eyes and says "I know" and then she seems to think and turns around "slide into the middle of the tub for me, and flatten your legs as much as you can against the bottom.

Gregory does his best and she helps him a bit and then she grabs his cock and slides down onto it and finally grabs the soap "make a huge amount of foam for me and keep it in your hands, he wets the soap and then holds his hands above the water and makes a huge amount of foam, and he moans as she watches him and squeezes his cock, making a crazy thing with her pussy where it feels like a wave flows from the opening of her pussy and all the way inside, pulling water into her as she does so and then she pushes the water out.

She finally takes the soap from him and pulls the remaining foam from it before putting it into the holder and then she says "cup your hands" he does so and then she opens the bottle and pours several drops of the perfume into the soapy foam and then her eyes flash purple and it turns into thicker soapy slippery yet sticky gel "rub it all over me except my face, it will take a while before it melts, so massage it into me really good until you feel every muscle you massage go soft, and I mean everywhere you can reach."

Gregory starts by gently caressing it out over her entire skin, he even dares rub it up under her and around his cock and she moans for him, letting him reach everywhere and he is amazed at it resisting the water, soap does not normally do that, once all of her is coated in the foam he starts massaging from her hands up her arms, somewhat clumsily but she seems patient with him and he reaches her shoulders and massages the tension between the regular and wing shoulders away, that is really a strange place for him, no human has four shoulders like that, two of them are kind of pointing back in a slight V from her back, they have much stronger and bigger muscles than her regular shoulders, he then massages the muscular part of the wings and she helps fold her wing so he can reach, she closes her eyes to fully enjoy and picture what he is doing with her and to get the few surprises when he suddenly goes a direction she had not predicted, she moans happily though as he soon figures out how to relax her wing muscles, then he moves to massage her neck and he is amazing at that, she wonders where he learned and then she realizes that the book had several chapters dedicated to massage technique, and now that he has someone to practice on he learns quickly, she keeps gently massaging his cock inside her while he works on her, he has strong hands get he is gentle until he needs to be strong, and that is so amazing, not just hard all the time, or silly soft or even ticklish, but just right, he spends way longer on her butt than he really needs, but she loves that, he then moves his hands to her feet, pulling them up onto his shoulders, she loves that he just did that without asking, he just carefully tried to move her leg and she let him, so he moved it exactly where he wanted, he then starts massaging her feet, and does so in a way that is just slightly ticklish, making her giggle a little bit and moan, he then massages down her calves and he actually gets them to relax, only one in a thousand masseurs manage to do that to her, she decides she really needs to keep him alive and well as long as she can, he even knows how to massage her knee right, he then massages her outer thighs first, only slightly teasing at massaging her inner thighs, she finds that a bit silly, he is already in her pussy, but she still likes that he thinks about doing that, he then does a really great job massaging her inner thighs making her spread her legs a bit and lean back in the tub, and then he massages her belly and around her breasts and her sides, before moving back up to give her breasts a really gentle, yet deep and long massage, and he gets her nipples to get really hard despite the hot water and even gets her to have a tiny orgasm from just her nipples being massaged, well ok he had his cock inside her pussy to play with and that helped too "mmm so good." he finally massages her pubic mound, outer pussy lips and inner pussy lips and then her clit, and he notices her starting to moan and her pussy tighten around him and keeps massaging her clit until she gets another orgasm, this time she squirts on him, but the water is hotter than her squirt so all he feels is water moving faster, and she is already pumping water in and out of her pussy.

Finally he slides a hand behind her and pulls her into a kiss, a clumsy kiss, but a passionate one and she moans into his mouth and then she dips her wings and legs into the water and dunks her head as the gel disintegrates in the water as her magic lets the water finally claim it, the water now strongly smells of her and somewhat less of his mother's perfume, but he loves the scent of that she leans back "rub my clitoris and play with my breasts while I gyrate on your cock." she says and star and moves her legs back up where he had put them on his shoulders, not the best place for them when you want to gyrate, but she compensates by moving her hands behind herself and grabbing onto the outside of the tub with her wings, she sees his confusion "down here" she says and her tail wraps around his hand and pulls his hand down to her pubic mound and his thumb ends up on her clit "where your thumb is" and he gets a look of understanding and moans as she starts gyrating on him and her pussy muscles milk his cock and her butt squeezes on his balls hard, yet it feels good.

He grabs her left breast with his left hand and pinches its nipple and then leans forward to take her right nipple into his mouth and suck and gently nibble on it, pulling it by his lips watching her breast stretch, she moans and loves the way this feels and thanks to her making him cum twice already he actually lasts to the exact moment when her pussy clamps down on him again and squirts, this time he feels the squirt being hot against his skin since the water had started to cool down and he makes a slightly pained roar of pleasure and he now feels complete, if he died here he would have no regrets, but although his heart is beating harder than it ever has in his chest, he does not die.

Variana's eyes glow purple and she does something she rarely does, she links him to herself, it is a strange spell, it is symbiotic, while linked you don't age, but you have to eat enough food for five big men, half of that food goes to feed the spell and Variana, the rest goes to fuel his own enhanced metabolism, if she suffers a wound that would kill her it vanishes from her and is inflicted upon him. His mind gets clearer, his body stronger, faster, more agile, better in every way physically and mentally, and he won't get exhausted from her life drain, instead it will just give him heightened pleasure as long as she does not intentionally try to drain him to death, as that breaks the link spell, he will just have to eat additional meals to pay for the energy she takes.

Her eyes glow as she draws from him enough life force that had he not been linked he would have been near death and then she stops and he collapses onto her in the tub, his mind blown by the pleasure and tired because he is a male and has cum three times in a short time, and she moves her arms to wrap them around him in a close hug. She knows he is her pet now forever, or if that is possible until she tires of him, though he may still be killed, even though he can heal faster than most men he is not invulnerable or immortal, except to time. Also any demon who sees him will know he is her property and only if they really want to fight her would they try to do anything with him.

The sun is shining down upon them through the windows of the solar and she hears him falling asleep and she decides to be nice this time and relax, she closes her eyes and with some effort folds her wings into the water behind her, not super comfortable, but she likes him, so she puts up with it. Before her eyes flow the huge web of her plans, details into all the fields of knowledge she will share with people, once they are free of the tyrants that rule them, she will be a much less bad tyrant, she might demand they fuck her from time to time, and that they focus on becoming the perfect humans for her, and her demon friends to feed upon.

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Variana starts locally with building up her network of contacts, or pets, Ireland becomes the first country to industrialize, her network of trained assassins strike every country known to man three years later, completely destroying all religious leaders, political leaders and killing the rival crime gangs that Variana just could get to in time. It was a relatively small affair all things considered, not even a blip compared to most wars any one country had been in already, only those who could not be turned to her side died.

She made her own religion, where if you prayed to her she would visit you in your dreams, you would be inspired the next day, many diseases were cured by her visit, including infertility, though people who dreamed of her were slightly tired and would have had at least one orgasm during that night, but any sperm or squirt juices would be nowhere to be seen.

Whenever some gang formed and caused trouble they were assassinated, crime fell to an all time low.

In 1749 the first flight from Ireland to London happened, two years later frequent flights by airships and air planes flew people around the world. Variana even had an airship mansion with a pool and a garden, Variana and the inspired people, artists, scientists, other creative people, created a golden age of man, Variana rekindled magic in the world, and it combined well with technology.

People ate more correct food, were born healthier, exercised because it felt good, and had a lot more sex, because it felt good. People became more beautiful and stronger and healthier for each year.

There was a prayer you could ask Variana for that prevented pregnancy and simply paused the menstrual cycle right before ovulation, it made any man you had sex with and who came in you become a bit more tired than usual though, you could then when you found a man you loved release an egg as you made love to him, and the remnant of the spell would assure implantation and a healthy baby.

Variana slowly sculpted the civilization to her desires and needs, people used clothes only when needed for protection or when they were trying to be naughty or sometimes when re-enacting the past in plays or such, or the few who simply found the clothes more comfortable, love was given freely almost as readily as giving a hand shake.

The first trip to the moon happened in 1800, a sphere was build around the entire moon by 1810, and a paradise was made there, explorations of the other planets started to be planned shortly after the moon's encapsulation was finished.

The demons in the abyss did notice what she was doing, but by the time they really understood what was going on she was way too powerful for any of them to oppose, and none really wanted to, as there was more food now that ever before, and healthy strong food, she became the most powerful demon princess of the abyss, but she rarely went there, and her layer of the abyss looked really strange, it had clockwork, steamwork, magic, and gardens with happy naked people walking about and making love, art and science happen. It was a favourite place for other succubuses to visit though.

There were other adventures during that time and after of course, that may be told in time, when inspiration strikes...

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