Drows Dilemma Ep 138 Transform

Author's Note:

A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The main goal of the story, however, is to tell an epic tale of adventures, gods and goddesses, fae, and nymphomaniacs. This episode and every episode to come will be available for free on Literotica for the foreseeable future. All characters that engage in sexual or suggestive situations are mentally and sexually mature: the human equivalent of 18 for their race.

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Episode 138: Transformation

After leaving her succubus form again, Dahlidir walked into Cahlia's confinement room and surveyed the scene. Lavender and Lily were molesting the panting, squirming body that used to be her own. A grin very unlike Caleldir's spread across Dahlidir's face. It was a lovely sight; Cahlia seemed to be enjoying her temporary body. Selene was not in the room; she was spending time with her daughter. Aster wasn't there, either.

Cahlia sat up, gasping when she saw himself walk into the room. Damn, pronouns were weird. She once more curled into herself and stared at the newcomer with angry, pouty eyes. She looked far more adorable than she would have liked.

"Alright, girls. Your fun is over," 'Dahlidir' told her underlings while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Get Aster for me, would you?"

"You are back. What did you get up to in my body?" Cahlia asked suspiciously as she sat up and folded her arms together in a display of anger that even she knew was more cute than intimidating.

"I went to a council meeting, saw Alycyrl get appointed as Queen of the Dark Elves, got a strange spell put on me by the new queen, hid from Althaia for a while, got immediately discovered by Ashyr and Risa, and fucked a whole lot of concubines," Dahlidir said as if the list of things were of no importance whatsoever.

Cahlia twitched. "Alycyrl queen?" She processed this. "Uh... how? Why? When did she get back? I thought Alycyrl, like Ashyr, wanted no part of ruling."

"She didn't. Her goddess literally ordered her to. It was all very dramatic; it's a shame you missed it!" Dahlidir said cheerfully.

"Ellistraea showed up at the council meeting?" Cahlia asked disbelievingly. She let out a long breath. "So... we have a Queen now. What House is she? How is her cousin in the Underdark going to react to an Ellistraean rival claiming dominion over the Drow/Dark Elf race? Are we prepared for the military attack? How is Alycyrl organizing the Houses and the Commons? Did she hear about my Matron-Client model? What else was discussed? When can I meet with Alycyrl? Has the Light Elven Duke reacted yet? What about the Blackdawns?"

Dahlidir laughed at the barrage of questions. "She is in Duskhaven, though she hasn't supplanted Ashyr as Matron." He went on to tell Cahlia what happened at the council almost word-for-word. "I think Aly knew from the beginning that I wasn't you. She's a very clever woman; I think she will make a good queen."

Cahlia leaned forward, listening intently. "I really would have preferred to be there myself," she grumbled. "And I am annoyed by you adding to my design, though I guess it works out just fine." She leaned back, rubbing her forehead. "So, Alycyrl realized you were pretending to be me. I do not know much about her, except that she is Ashyr's friend and mentor and worked for Rubella, so I cannot really guess as to how she would react to that information."

"She brought me into a private room to talk about things. She was quite understanding, really. But...er-"

The door opened to admit Aster. She smiled brightly at Dahlidir and Cahlia. "You wanted to talk to me?"

"Perfect timing, Aster," Dahlidir said. He welcomed the young succubus over and they both sat on the bed with Cahlia. "How much do you know about your mother's experiment with neutralizing a succubus threat?"

"Um. Aunt Aly and Mother were working on it together for a while now. It's a wonderful spell - it makes both the caster and the succubus stronger! It's kind of like being a familiar, mother told me, but the succubus can technically get rid of it. What succubus is going to go a week without sex, though?" Astrid laughed. "Why do you ask?"

"Aly cast it on me," Dahlidir said bluntly.

"I think I need to know the details of this spell," Cahlia said dubiously. "Alycyrl made you her pseudo-familiar? What does that make me?" She shook her head. "But on a more pressing topic, since Ashyr and Risa found out about your little plot to make Selene a succubus and incubize me, I assume that you had to agree to send us back. I assume that the process of returning to my body is the same as how I ended up inside you?"

"Yes, and we will get to that soon. We still have tonight, tomorrow, and the morning after to spend time here." Dahlidir then launched into the full details of the spell she was put under - as far as she understood it, - being interrupted by Aster a couple of times when she expressed how wonderful she thought the spell was. The young succubus seemed jealous that Dahlia got to experience it.

"So yeah, one day I will have to lock myself in a room and not have sex for a while," Dahlia concluded with annoyance.

"And you'll have to be tied up! You can't even masturbate!" Aster helpfully added.

"Alycyrl seems to have outplayed you something fierce," Cahlia said with something close to smugness.

"Yeah, yeah, you be quiet..." Dahlidir grumbled. "I'm surprised that you haven't focused more on who I've had sex with. I can tell you all the details... Ashyr was extremely happy to have you to herself for a while. We went almost the entire night..."

Dahlia having sex with Ashyr in his body aroused Cahlia more than anything, and she squirmed thinking about it. She almost wished she could have watched.

The memory was causing Dahlidir's manhood to twitch with arousal. It only swelled more as he continued to describe 'Caleldir's' escapades. "Then, as I mentioned, I did you a favor; I visited your lovely concubines. That was what the majority of my time was spent on." He licked his lips. "So much nude, dark flesh. Such sexually dominant women... I gave them a show of submission, of course, but in the end, I forced them all to submit to pleasure."

Cahlia felt a flush of... jealousy? He had wanted to visit them properly himself and get to know them outside of weird gangbangs! And Dahlia had stolen a march on her... him... ugh...

Cahlia shook away the thoughts and refused to look at Dahlidir. Even so, she knew that his cock was erect. It had to be. Remembering that... "Uh, thank you," she said lamely. "I was, umm, dreading that job."

Huh. Apparently, this body could lie easier than his original could.

"Dreading it... I'm sure," Dahlidir responded sarcastically.

Oh, yeah. Even though this body was better at lying, Dahlia was still his (her?) familiar, even when she was Cahlia and he/she was Dahlidir. Dahlidir knew full well that Cahlia was lying, Cahlia realized.

He shifted on the bed into a half-reclined position behind Cahlia. Aster sat on the other side of the bed, looking like a woman ready to enjoy a show. The hand that Dahlidir wasn't leaning on came around to cup and fondle Cahlia's breasts while his erection pressed into her lower back insistently. "So, what has it been like borrowing my body? It goes without saying that I enjoyed my time in yours. It's fun having a cock sometimes."

This brought a sigh to her breath. Cahlia adjusted a bit, letting Dahlidir grope her as he willed. "If it was not for the fact that I am a prisoner, I would not mind occasionally swapping bodies," Cahlia admitted. "It is fun being female. At first, it was very weird, but now I am used to it."

Dahlidir chuckled. "I am glad that you are having that much fun being female." He moved again, this time settling into a more comfortable seated position to allow him to pull Cahlia into his lap. This way, both his hands could rove their way across her body, which they did with enthusiasm. They lingered across her breasts, caressed her stomach, traced her collarbone, slid up and down her legs as far as he could reach. The only thing he stayed just shy of was between the folds of her sex.

Cahlia let out a long sigh, shivering a bit as Dahlidir caressed her. She made a resolution. "You know, you are being rather forward, considering the body you are in." She pushed Dahlidir down, lying on top of him. "That seems more like it. You do have a nice, strong frame even when not succubized." She took hold of his cock, then began to crawl down his body. It wasn't weird for Dahlia's body to suck Caleldir's cock. She was Dahlia right now: Dahlia as she had been as an elf. Not Caleldir. Cahlia decided to embrace her new position. Enjoy it for a bit.

Dahlidir chuckled. Whatever body he was in or form he took, he favored dominance... but he could easily assume the submissive role if the situation required it. He knew Caleldir to have a bit more trouble switching from his usual submissive to dominant. It was nice to see him take more initiative. It was also amusing that he would only do so while female. Well. Female equaled dominant, according to most of his wives.

So Dahlidir assumed the role and let Cahlia take charge. For now.

Cahlia's temporary femininity was also an excuse to be less repressed in general. For the moment, at least. Not that Caleldir tended to be repressed with the women around him. More that he was generally being overwhelmed.

Sucking dick was... interesting. Seemed easier than eating pussy, but that was probably because Dahlia's body did not have a normal gag reflex. Was that because the usual owner was succubized, or had she been like this before? Cahlia decided not to give it much thought. She instead popped her mouth off of his own cock (this was a very weird situation) and slid back up. When she lined up their sexes, she was dripping in readiness. She slid herself right down on that manhood with a sigh. This did feel really good. Cahlia was not sure which felt better: sex as a male or as a female. She decided that it felt more natural this way in this body, and the other way in that body.

So, she began bouncing. Dahlia's body seemed to know what to do.

Dahlidir grinned with amusement and arousal all while Cahlia 'took care' of him. He was not one to moan and squirm while being pleasured in male form. The feedback from the connection told Cahlia that Dahlidir was definitely enjoying this, however.

His hands gripped Cahlia's thighs to help her move, but she was having no trouble getting the motions right. He began to thrust in time with her movements, expertly driving both of them closer and closer to the edge.

Halfway through orgasm, Caleldir felt the switch. He was back! He looked up at Dahlia, now in fully succubus form again, her long-ago elven body overwritten with the succubus soul. She was gorgeous, and this was an amazing view of her.

"Well, back to normal, then," Caleldir said with one part disappointment and nine parts relief. He began idly running his hands up and down his first familiar's frame. "Now that we are in a bodily arrangement that will allow me to properly focus: we need to discuss some of your recent shenanigans. Mostly concerning the kidnappings of people I've had sex with for the purpose of turning them into succubi. I also need you to give Selene an apology."

Dahlia pouted. "I did them a favor; they're all very grateful and happy now. I can prove it! They're lounging in the main room waiting to bang you!"

Caleldir groaned, sitting up without pulling Dahlia off of him. "How many of them did you collect?" he asked her with a sigh. "Zesinil told me that of the one hundred forty-four who participated at Dinoryn, House Duskhaven collected eighty. Most of which I have not really interacted with since Dinoryn since only about half of them went to our wedding, that I recall. Do you have the other sixty-four?"

"All sixty-four of them. Actually, quite a few of them went with me willingly. For reasons I'm sure you can manage. Most have been fully transformed already and are carrying many lovely cambions! If I hadn't been thwarted, I could have turned Selene in less than a week!" Dahlia boasted.

"Dahlia..." Aster said in a soft, disapproving voice. "You should not do things to distress our Master Husband so much." As she said this, she finally crawled over to the two of them and cuddled up to Caleldir's back.

Closing his eyes, Caleldir leaned back into Aster's embrace. "I did want to have a honeymoon with the two of you," he admitted. "Just us three for a few days to get to know each other better. To spend some time with you, Aster, and to try to get you a bit more under control through affection rather than threats, Dahlia. But you did this instead. I cannot hate you, Dahlia, but I also feel that I can't trust you anymore."

Dahlia squirmed slightly. For the first time, she felt a pang of guilt strong enough that it echoed through their connection. "I- I don't know why you thought I would do anything different... You can trust me to be a succubus. And to not injure those you love."

"Dahlia, just because we are succubi, it doesn't mean that we have to indulge in our species' worst traits. We're trying to develop good relations with people outside our kind, and this isn't the way to do it," Aster said. She was clearly parroting her mother's words.

Aster's words drew a short laugh from Caleldir. "I won't argue with that advice from Rubella." He became a bit more serious, looking into Dahlia's eyes. "We all know that, despite the colloquial categorization, succubi are not devils or demons, but merely a race that has lived in the Abyss and the Hells for a very long time. You do not have to act like a demon." He kissed her on the cheek. It would have been very nonsexual except for the fact that his cock was still inside her. "We can compromise if we just discuss things."

"Well, I will not be doing any active recruiting for a long time. I have a lot on my hands. But... what is it you want me to stop doing? I can't deny my nature and ambition entirely!" Dahlia complained.

Caleldir narrowed his eyes, considering. "Uh... besides recruiting - which we will discuss in a bit - what did you have in mind as far as 'nature' and 'ambition'? The way you are saying that it sounds like you are planning some things you know I will not like."

"Well... I want to be Queen of the Succubi. To take Rubella's plans a step further. To be the most powerful succubus. To have a succubus civilization that rises with the Dark Elves and nymphs. But we are a chaotic race that needs a lot of work. So I was just... going to reveal everything once I smoothed out the wrinkles a bit," Dahlia explained. Her words were mostly true, but she was putting the best possible spin on them.

"You told me already that you had proposed a design for a Grand Domination that would work symbiotically with Alycyr's Dark Elven Queendom, with you at the top," Caleldir said, still searching her expression. "But I don't have any issues with you fighting other succubi for dominance, and at this point, your interactions with the Dark Elves are more the business of Alycyrl than mine. So... what are you feeling guilty about plotting? I can tell that you are worried that I would put a stop to something you are doing if I found out about it."

"The... time frame, I suppose. I want it now. Rubella is already so far ahead of me! I have to incubize you as fast as possible, and that means turning Selene! Once she's turned, Ashyr will go too. Then there's no reason for you to delay and we can get you started!" Dahlia said with an almost evil fire burning in her eyes.

"Ah. So you are just impatient, then," Caleldir said, shaking his head. "Well, you already told me that Ashyr, Alycyrl, and Risa are not going to let you just do as you please, and if you try anything they will bring in Althaia, Abanonda, Archmage Birchborn, Faraia, Nirza, and Naliira. You and your succubi can't stand against that alliance. How old are you? Aster here is like a hundredth your age or whatever, and much more patient. Has getting old made you less mature?" He turned his head towards the pink succubus. "What do you think, Aster?"

"I think that she 'grew up' very differently than you or me, Master Husband," Aster said with compassion.

"I need to remember that I'm not in Hell anymore," Dahlia grumbled. "I'm not used to operating in a way to please 'good' mortals. It's better to do things in secret and as quickly as possible - especially when it comes to gathering power. You get found out too soon, you get snuffed out. And you gotta remember, I'm not used to being in the leadership position!"

"Well then, if you are not used to leadership, then perhaps you should take things more slowly and carefully," Caleldir began. "Paradoxically, the Overworld is more dangerous than Hell, because the eyes of the gods are on you and most of them consider Succubi to be abominations." He frowned, processing something. "All of them except my family and their close allies. Damn. Lilith, Aelsuna, and Lolth are my sisters..."

"The gods here would not have given me problems. Just you and your other wives because you all stupidly believe that you'd be Less if I turned you into an incubus. But once it was already done you'd see! You'd breed everyone like normal and you could breed with my succubi without a prohibitively expensive potion," Dahlia looked as if she was getting angry. "In fact, I think it's only fair! Why do they get to have offspring whenever they want? If we were able to do this then we wouldn't have to kidnap people for recruitment, seeing as you hate that so much."

Caleldir hesitated, not sure how to calm her. "Ashyr already demanded you return me, and you already vowed to Alycyrl to return Selene. Getting yourself worked up will do no good."

"She's just venting," Aster said gently. "It is a question I have, though. Why not be an incubus sooner rather than later?"

"Because I really don't want to be an incubus at all!" Caleldir fussed. "I don't remember much of it, but I just spent centuries as a transformed something and I do not want to transform again! But since it is inevitable, I want to put it off as long as I can!" When he finished his piece, he started to pull Dahlia off of him.

"You as an incubus would be nothing like you as Goelon," Dahlia scoffed. She dismounted him and sat on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed. "Men who turn incubus don't change all that much. That's part of being an incubus candidate. You have to have the strength of will to keep yourself. Otherwise, you turn into a succubus. Some get higher libidos and more stamina, but I think yours is already maxed."

Caleldir crossed his arms and turned away from Dahlia. "Well, I don't want to be an incubus. I don't want to be a glorified sex battery for your empire."

"I have to have an incubus! Do you want me to get someone else?" It was an empty threat, of course. Getting someone else would be settling for less. Dahlia was clearly getting angry, though.

Aster sat back with her legs folded neatly under her. She looked rather distressed and at a loss for words.

Caleldir clenched his fists, inhaled sharply, then let out his breath slowly. "You have more than enough succubi right now. I know I will be an incubus someday, but I don't want it to be any time soon. If nothing else, I have plans besides banging every woman you throw at me for the next six years."

"You'd only be having sex with slightly more women and they would be the ones you're supposed to have sex with anyway. It's not like they'd be random women. It may be slower, but I'd consider giving you free time. And then of course you'd always be having sex when you're sleeping. I just- it feels wrong not to have an incubus!" Dahlia argued.