Fiona lay down on the cold stone of the room she and the others had been tossed back into once they went through Lustreign’s tests. Lustreign had some centaurs chase them to test their endurance and speed, had them wrestle each other to gauge their strength, and then finally asked them a series of riddles to test their intelligence.
“What was the purpose of all that?” Lucy grumbled, why she complained was anyone’s guess as she refused to comply with the tests. Fiona noticed that oddly enough Lustreign didn’t seem at all angry or concerned by this.
“Maybe the two best overall will be her slaves…” Mira suggested.
“But then why ask us those riddles; you don’t need to be that smart to be a slave.” Alison pointed out.
Their conversation was cut short when Lustreign, wearing a gold bracelet with two tiny chains dangling from it, and two centaurs, one carrying two gold collars each with a few links of full size chain the other two bundles of clothes, entered the room. After receiving a nod from Lustreign the centaur with the clothing bundles tossed one at Alison and the other at Mira. “Put these on. The two of you are now Mistress Lustreign’s slaves.”
Though they were reluctant to show their naked bodies, Alison and Mira soon stripped and put on the clothes. Fiona was almost jealous, the clothing they’d been given was much better than the ones they took off. When they finished dressing, the other centaur stepped forward and put the gold collars around their necks. Once the collars were on Lustreign jerked her wristed towards the door, at that motion the two enslaved girl jerked forward as though they’d been shoved. Fiona realized that some kind of magic must be connecting Lustreign’s bracelet to the girls’ collars. “Take them to their new quarters.” Lustreign ordered.
As one of the centaurs took Mira and Alison away, Fiona’s attention was drawn to the small green bottles that seemed to have suddenly appeared in Lustreign’s hand. “Now then humans, I’ve kept you here for two different reasons. One of you is incredibly fortunate, the other not so much. Each of you gets one of these, drink them.” Lustreign ordered handing Fiona a bottle.
“I will not drink that! You can’t make me!” Lucy shouted.
Lustreign smiled before she approached Lucy, and then held the human girl’s mouth open and poured in the liquid. As Lucy gagged, Lustreign turned to Fiona, who immediately gulped down the liquid. Within seconds the potion worked its magic and the two girls had been shrunk to no more than two inches tall. Lustreign quickly grabbed both of them. Without a word she tossed Lucy up into the air, and then caught the falling human in her mouth, swallowing not long after. “Now it is time for you.” Lustreign said before she left the room with Fiona in her hand.
For several tense minutes Fiona thought that at any moment Lustreign would eat her just as she did Lucy. “Now little human, you’re not going to suffer the fate of you loud-mouthed fellow. I have a special plan for you. At the rate my warriors are going I will soon be queen of all Viralon. Though my race lives longer than yours, I will eventually grow old and die and a new ruler will take my place. That is what you shall be. I will turn you into a centaur, my own daughter to be precise, and one day you will be the queen.” Lustreign said as she opened a door into an ornate room with tapestries and a large cushion, this was obviously Lustreign’s room, and sitting in a corner were Mira and Alison. With a jerk of her wrist, Lustreign pulled Mira to her. She gave the shrunken Fiona to Mira and said, “As your first assignment as my slave, you will insert her into my womb. Understood?!” before turning around to expose her equestrian vagina.
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