And so it went for Romina. She had nothing to do but await the various body decorations ordered by Dorgok and performed by Brandy. Their captor, their owner, their lover, would either come to their chambers every few days to mate with one, or more, of the troll-women. The chieftain never said more than a few words, but seemed to be pleased with the growth of Verdith's belly and somehow sensed that Taffy had been impregnated even before she realized it. She was pleased at this turn of events for it would be her second spawning for Dorgok; he wasn't displeased, but it was almost impossible to read any of the troll's emotions.
"Why isn't he happy?" Romina asked.
Verdith waved her hand dismissively. "Who can tell with trolls. Maybe he had bad news in one of his other harems." Her new baby was only a month old now and was eagerly feeding at her breast. Romina's own baby had fully taken on his sire's gray-green skin tone and was starting to sprout horns similar to what Romina now had
"Other harems?"
"You don't think were the only troll-women here, do you?"
"Uh, no," Romina agreed. "Maybe there's a problem with one of the other women?"
"Probably," Taffy said, she hadn't taken her eyes off her belly since Dorgok's announcement. She absently ran her hand over her still-flat belly, soon to be swollen with another troll for Dorgok's ranks.
Romina realized she had been in the troll's cave for almost a year. Her time was passed mostly happily. Her son was growing strong and large, much quicker than a human baby, and that pleased her. The sex with Dorgok was amazing, every time he entered her felt like a violation; she welcomed the pain and converted it to pleasure. Every ache and sore afterwards was well worth the rewards. The other women were all as capable of handling Dorgok's rampant sex drive and they shared both him and each other. Every so often they wished for gentle sex that only one of their harem-mates could provide. She had lost all contact with the outer world and didn't care.
It was a morning like all the others when Dorgok strode in and announced to Romina, "I have a present for you."
This was the most words Dorgok had ever spoken in her presence. It was also the first time he had ever directly addressed her. She was speechless for a moment, then managed to splutter, "What? What is it?"
The troll grunted and signaled to the servant goblins who hauled in the bound body of a human male. At first she thought the man was dead, but then realized he was simply masked and gagged, as he struggled against the bindings.
"Human," Dorgok grunted. "Says he knows you." With that he turned, dropped a bag next to the door, stepped through and locked them back into the harem.
Romina stood frozen in place. Brandy held no such reservations. She marched up to the man and yanked off his mask, revealing his identity. Romina recognized him immediately, Dev, however, was temporarily blinded by the bright lantern light and blinked his vision into focus. He was startled by the fearsome appearance of the four women and he tried to scramble out of the way to safety. It was sadly comical to watch his struggles.
Taffy went to the bag and opened it to see what present Dorgok had left them. Her face erupted in surprise. "Dorgok has a task for you, Romina."
Dev looked with alarm at Romina. It could have been the lighting or the time since he had last seen her, but it wasn't he hadn't recognized his betrothed because she was hardly the woman he last knew. She had been transformed into a hideously fierce version of his former love.
"Romina?" he gasped, squinting, trying to see through her changes to the woman she once was.
"Yes, Betrothed. Have you missed me?"
"I -- I -- I," was all he managed to stammer out while staring at her.
Her horns had grafted well to her skull, they were growing nicely, shimmering in the light. To this Brandy had already added the nipple shields and placed a thick gold ring through Romina's navel. Her frightening visage was augmented with a set of lengthened incisors that protruded slightly from her closed mouth, the bright white tips of the fangs brilliant against her dark red lips. A set of gemstone had been implanted in the skin of her chest, directly into her breastbone and collarbones. Along her back in a double stripe, on opposite sides of her spin, were spiky ridges similar to her horns. The most elaborate modification of them all was a long prehensile tail implanted at the base of her spine, right above the cleft of her ass. It had been the most painful part of her transformation; she didn't know how Brandy had done it, certainly there had been a dose of magic involved, but her skin and spine had been sliced open and this foreign piece of flesh and bone had been grafted onto her body. She didn't know who the tail's previous owner was for that did not concern her.
"What's the matter?" she asked, teasing, running her hands down her sides and slipping one between her legs to absently stroke her lightly furred sex.
