Shaella
Shaella appeared at the bottom of a curved staircase with her head brushing against the high ceiling of a manor. She felt a slight sensation of pleasure coursing through her senses and shivered.
She knew it was pain and she knew her body was telling her it was pain, mainly for self preservation should the source be life threatening, but she enjoyed it greatly. Pain was bliss.
"What are your orders, Mistress," Shaella said, looking at a small blue skinned humanoid sitting by her left foot.
"HollyshitagiantSuccubus," a fat man shouted from the staircase, gawking at her and sliding three steps down on his ass.
Shaella didn't know why she'd said that, and it infuriated her. She produced an annihilation sphere in her hands as she began feeling pleasure increasing tenfold. She was about to toss the sphere so that it would obliterate the fat man and the small blue creature along with a large chunk of the stairs, walls and floor, but her body stopped.
The sphere vanished, not of her free will, but she knew the command to do so came from her own ego as she could only lean back and watch reluctantly.
The pain was exquisite though, she had to admit it felt quite pleasing and she'd probably have an orgasm if only her body was still connected to her soul.
She didn't know how. She didn't know why, and she didn't know who was responsible for her predicament, but she was trapped and that infuriated her even more.
The fat man walked down the stairs and snatched a small stone Tablet out of the small creature's hands.
"What is this Rhaya, what did you do?" the fat man yelled before swatting the small girl with the Tablet.
He looked at the Tablet and then at Shaella. "How did you get here?"
"I was summoned here," Shaella said, although she still hadn't regained control of her body, feeling more pleasure as she got angrier at that.
Shaella was still aware of everything going on. The small blue creature's name was Rhaya, the fat man was her master, and a naked female Orc walked into the large hall from the east side and gawked.
She also had a very strong sense of her soul being split in two. One part was her, currently a passenger in her own body while the other part was deprived of consciousness and operating her body like an automaton, obedient to the mistress and following some sort of ruling system or programming in relation with the Tablet.
She pushed aside the other part of her soul in a swift contest of will and regained motor control of her body.
"What do you want?" the fat man said.
"I want to be free," she said. "What about you?"
"I want this little Khavi brat to stop defying me," he said, tossing the Tablet at her.
Rhaya raised her arm in time to protect her face, but the stone hit her arm hard. She yelped.
The idea of crushing the fat man under her foot didn't trigger any pleasure from her body, although it did feel delightful in her mind.
Shaella stumped on him and violently flattened him under her foot.
The Orc plastered her hands on her mouth gagging a few times as she held from retching.
The idea of obliterating the Orc didn't trigger any physical pleasure either, but the little green creature hadn't done anything to bother her yet, and she might provide answers to some questions.
"Please don't kill me," Rhaya said, holding her forearm in pain.
Shaella considered stabbing her with her tail stinger, but the idea caused her physical pleasure.
"I can't harm you, Mistress," Shaella said, snarling at the last word she hadn't meant to say.
She glared at the other part of her soul within. It made her say it, or more precisely, the Tablet did.
"I'm your Mistress?" Rhaya gaped.
Shaella sighed deeply as she reduced her size to a mere two meters while hovering in mid air for a moment, her wings stretched, although they weren't the source of her flight ability.
She landed next to Rhaya and touched her with the side of her tail.
"Supra curatio!" she said, focusing into her energy to produce the spell.
Rhaya sighed with relief, rubbing her eyes and ankle in amazement before springing back on her feet.
"Wow, you healed me," she said, jumping from one foot to the other.
"You are very perspicacious," Shaella said, rolling her eyes.
"Killing the master means we will all be killed," the Orc said.
"Not if..." Rhaya looked at Shaella. "What's your name?"
"Shaella."
"You're here to serve me, correct?"
Shaella nodded.
"How long will you stay?"
"I don't know," Shaella said. "This is new to me and I have yet to discover the specifics."
"I saw you shrink, so you can change," Rhaya said. "Can you also change your appearance?"
"I can change into anything," Shaella said. "Anyone, any race, any object, even energy."
"I would like you to change into him," she said, pointing at the crushed Lemnor.
Shaella stared at Rhaya.
"Why aren't you changing?" the blue girl said after a moment.
"I was merely testing if your formulation would force me to act, but I believe it wasn't a command and you did not specify when either."
Rhaya blinked repeatedly as she looked left and right. "Wait, what?"
"I was merely testing if your formulation would force me to act, but I believe it wasn't a command and you did not specify when either."
"I command you to change into a living, breathing, and healthy version of him," Rhaya said, pointing at the carcass.
Shaella waited just long enough to validate the pleasurable feeling coursing through her senses as well as waiting to the very last moment, when the pleasure was exquisite, just before the automaton would take over.
Rhaya walked around her, examining her from every angle as she stood there, feeling the ugly and fat flesh of her changed body.
Shaella snarled in disgust at the sight of the flabby penis this new body appearance had.
"Amazing," Rhaya said.
The Orc walked closer and stared just as much.
Shaella backhanded the Orc with a fraction of her might, ripping her head off summarily.
"Nooooooo," Rhaya screeched. "Why the hell did you do that for?"
"I don't like being stared at," Shaella said.
"I didn't tell you to kill her," she shouted.
"I don't need your permission to do anything," Shaella said. "I may be bound to obey your commands, but you better think carefully before you give them."
"Well then," the blue girl straightened up. "I command you not to kill, attack, or hurt anyone without my explicit permission."
"As you wish, Mistress."
The door main entrance opened and another Orc, a male this time, stood in the doorway. He stared at Shaella after noticing the two corpses.
Pleasure washed down her senses as she contemplated killing him, and her penis grew hard before she could quench her need.
"I command you to tell him to go away," Rhaya whispered.
"Go away," Shaella said with the voice of the fat man.
"Yes Lemnor," the Orc said, bowing his head as he went away.
Rhaya stayed silent for a long moment with a grin on her face.
Shaella changed back to her true form, although only two meters in height and not her true natural eight meters.
By the time her mistress snapped out of whatever thought process she was in, Shaella had sparked three separate fires on the walls and floors around them.
"What the hell are you doing?" Rhaya said as the fire spread quickly.
"I'm burning the place down," she said calmly. "Don't worry, I can't let you get hurt."
"But I don't want you to burn the place down," Rhaya said. "I command you to put all the fire out!"
Shaella licked her lips for a moment, enjoying the pleasure induced by her disobedience until the last microsecond.
She muttered a few words and snuffed out the flames immediately.
"Why did you change back," Rhaya said. "I didn't command you to change back."
"Your command had no specification on how long I was to change into this fat disgusting form."
"Oh... this is going to be harder than I thought," Rhaya said, sighing.
Shaella smirked.
Rhaya paced for a moment, mumbling and making various gesture with her hands and fingers. She suddenly stopped and took the Tablet from the floor.
"Okay!," she said. "This Tablet is clearly what made you appear. I read your name and you showed up. You can't hurt me, even if I don't hold it in my hands, but you can hurt everyone else if I don't stop you. You can change into anything; you can create a scary black sphere... what was it exactly?"
Shaella glared with her eyes narrow.
"Awwww-damn-it," she said. "I command you to answer all my questions even if I don't command you to answer every damn time!"
"As you wish, Mistress," Shaella said.
"What was that black sphere and what does it do?"
"It's called an Annihilation sphere," Shaella said. "It does exactly what the name suggests. Any mortal or mundane target hit by the sphere will be annihilated along with everything in a five meters radius."
"What do you mean by mortal or mundane?"
"I'm a Demon and you're a mortal. I can slap your head off with little effort, just like I did that Orc. The structure of this house is feeble and mundane. I can walk through these walls like you would walk through a bush. Although the sphere is extremely powerful and would still annihilate most Demon and other supernatural creatures, certain creatures like me would suffer greatly, bout wouldn't be obliterated."
"Do you know other powerful spells like that?"
"Yes," Shaella said. "Before you ask what spells I know, I know them all. Every single spell you may have heard of, I probably know it, or a version of it, so don't make me enumerate all of them."
"So... could you cast a spell to make me fly?"
