This choice: You're able to quickly cast mage hand and lift yourself out of the water • Go Back...Chapter #6You're able to quickly cast mage hand and l... by: bobboled   The water is getting to be too much, and you can feel the distance between your head and the rest of you growing with every second. Thinking quickly, you call upon one of the few spells you can innately cast without speech or movement. Above your head, a light pink feminine hand, slightly see-through and glowing, instantly appears. It reaches into the water and grabs you gently by the neck, lifting you out of the swift moving waters and into the cool air of the sewer. You cough and hack until the water is finally cleared from your distant lungs. You shake your head, trying your hardest to get as much water off you, blessedly it is fresh water and not the stuff they use to remove the filth of the city.
Taking a deep breath, you focus your mind on your mage hand. It is able to keep you above water, and you use this to float your head back to the spot where you were attacked. All the while, you can feel the goblins working on your stolen bits and pieces. You feel your arms and legs being shackled down as you try and move them to hit the goblins in possession of them. What feels like an iron shackle is placed around each wrist and ankle as they are hung up somewhere, or at least you figure given the feeling of the shackles biting gently into your skin. Your breasts felt like they were lying atop something warm and and a little wet, maybe sweaty, but otherwise they felt unmolested. Your nether bits were another story. Someone was probing the folds of your pussy, and not gently either, like they were doing a more scientific study of your vagina than a loving caress, and your anus was faring no better as felt a finger wriggling around in it, probing its depths. You blushed in unabashed anger and shame. You could not believe that this happened to you of all people! It wasn't supposed to happen to you! Feeling the anger rise, you willed your magic hand to float faster.
At the site of your fall, you see the goblins and your body parts are nowhere to be seen. Nearly on the verge of tears, you catch a lucky break as your eyes fall upon something covering the ground. Blood, dark green and quickly congealing. Beyond the first splash lies a trail of it leading further down the sewer system. You sigh with relief. You blade must have been the culprit, giving you a path to follow directly to the goblins hideout, and they had no idea it would them leading you to their place. Quickly you floated down the winding paths.
After several minutes of hunting down the dark green splotches, almost losing them several times as the goblins hopped over rushing waterways, you came across a doorway. A great iron door, most likely used for storing tools to service the sewer, hung open and a faint orange glow emanated from it, along with several voices squabbling from further in. As you moved in closer, you felt something heavy smack you in the chest were your breast had once rested. You nearly cry out as the air is knocked out of you, but you hold it in so as not to alert your enemies. After a moment, you regain your composure, but the weight on your torso remains, along with a very strange feeling on your chest. You assume they must have placed someone else's breast on you, and as a joke they were much, much bigger than your old ones. You were going to kill them. No one messes with your cute titties. You were going to make them return your breasts, and then you were going to bring their heads to the guard captain, for starters at least.
Before you floated into the room, you cast another spell upon yourself to better infiltrate this den of degenerates. Putting all your focus into just your head and mage hand, you quietly muttered the incantation to make yourself temporarily invisible. A faint haze appeared around your vision, letting you know it worked. Silently, you made your way into the room, careful to keep your invisible head above the height of your goblin captors lest they bump into you.
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