Elf World 5 - Lucy or Brea

Characters

Shandris - Mind Controlled

Raene - Mind controlled

Amara - Minorly affected

Delaryn - Minorly affected

Thisalee - Minorly affected

Lyani - Free

Delaryn sat up suddenly, staring ahead at the familiar wall of her room in the establishment. Surprisingly, the small bunk with an uncomfortable bed was a sanctuary from the debauchery for the short 5 hour rest she was allowed per day. She knew that in other rooms, such as those with Shandris and Raene who had been completely taken in, there were men coming and going at all hours when they were off-duty. As far as Delaryn was aware, they were not getting paid. If they were she was not sure with what currency, or what account it was going into.

"Another day another-" She heard a knock.

"Shoot." Delaryin grumbled.

"I hope it's not the boss."

"Hey, it's Thisalee." A voice beyond the door answered.

"Oh." Delaryn slid out of bed in just the underwear that she was given. A little thong. No nightie. She slept bare chested. If it was the boss she would have tried to put something off just to give him the trouble of having to remove it. Delaryn opened the door a crack.

"What's up, This?" The girl stood in the hallway casually. She was holding a bucket with discarded sex toys. She had evidently been going room to room picking them up for cleaning. Delaryn looked at it, then looked up.

"I don't have anything like that."

"Oh. Not even your own?" She asked in surprise.

"Nope."

Thisalee scratched her cheek idly as she said: "I had a vibrator when I got here. Little thing. Ran out of battery pretty quick." She looked over.

"Do you have any batteries?"

"I- I don't, no."

"Ah, shame... Alright." She was about to turn, and Delaryn was about to close the door to take her half hour of remaining rest. Thisalee seemed to remember something and stopped her.

"Wait. Boss says we have to work more since there's less customers lately. All of us."

"What!? B-but the only good part is that we get 5 hours."

Thisalee shrugged. "Rules are rules. If you start getting railed you get more bedroom time. I can take naps between customers so it's actually the best." She stood there and stared with a growing smile.

"The cocks are a bonus."

"Okay..." Delaryn rubbed her eyes.

"Is that the-"

Thisalee looked up in thought. "I think it's the spell? From what I gathered it normalises the situation you're in. So, you think it's fine that you get 5 hours of rest and work the other 19 hours of the day non-stop, getting groped and pawed at while waiting tables naked."

"Yeah? It's better than-"

"It is?" The elf lifted a brow.

"Well-" Delaryn was speechless.

"Fuck..." She sighed deeply.

"How long until I think it's normal to take cock and be happy about it?"

"Roughly a week or so. I'm jealous of Shandris and Raene. I think simple brains take to it more easily. They don't got a care in the world right now. You're stressing out so you're not in a great spot. When it was me it sucked until it kicked in for real, so I'm sorry."

Delaryn smiled at Thisalee. "Thanks, This. You're a good person. If we ever get out of here you should come get something to eat with us."

The girl shrugged. "Sure." She turned to walk away.

Delaryn sighed. "Better get ready for work." She looked down at her naked body, perky tits on display, sex only hidden behind a small, tight triangle that showed the outline of everything through it by design anyway.

"Oh, right." She unenthusiastically slipped her feet into the heels by the door and walked out in her full uniform. As Delaryn stepped out onto the floor she was waved over by the boss. The man that captured Shandris initially, along with the rest of them. As she was walking over she observed the basic goings-on of the place. She witnessed a very red-faced Lyani sitting with a fat man in a booth. She was leaning away and managed to look uncomfortable.

As far as Delaryn was aware, Lyani was not particularly affected yet, possibly due to her willpower and experience being higher than off of theirs. She caught Delaryn's eye with her own. Delaryn nodded and she nodded back, only to have the man's fat hand roll up her slender back, over her shoulder and up her neck. He pushed two dirty fingers into her mouth and hooked her cheek while pulling her more into him. He looked over, grinning at his work while, with his other hand he slapped her thigh. She spread her thighs open obediently, allowing his free hand to rub over her cunt and push inside eagerly and intrusively. Her body writhed and as the man leaned over fully to kiss her and lick over her face his fat back obscured the proud Warden's body so that the only thing visible were her spread twitching legs and curled hands that were hovering around as she was not sure what to do with them until finally the body language of the elf seemed to surrender. She twitched and spasmed as she came, then slowly her legs closed, then widened further and relaxed in that state as her butt grinded on the seat while the man continued to violate her mouth and sex. She wrapped one arm up around his neck, then another around his back, rubbing and caressing. When he pulled away Delaryn saw her expression, blushing, dazed, confused.

Their gazes met again. They both seemed embarrassed. Delaryn looked away. 'I guess it finally kicked in for her. This is right. It does look like she's having trouble. Maybe I should just... Try to give in? I'll stop worrying about anything and just-' She slapped both cheeks to wake herself up.

'I can't tell if that's me or this weird spell... I was about to give up. There's got to be a way out.' She approached the Boss. he smiled and leaned in to sniff her.

"You just wake up?" The seedy balding man asked. He was about as tall as her, but with barely any tone over his body. He was exceptionally normal.

"That's right. Need me to hit the washroom?" Delaryn asked attentively. It would give her another fifteen minutes to relax, roughly.

"Nono. That's fine. If you hadn't washed or anything I got people that are into that."

Delaryn's back straightened and she leaned back in revulsion. The elf gulped. "W-what?"

"Relax. Not selling your 'body' body until you're ready." He winked. It was just a matter of time. That kindness was just a concession to inevitability that carried no real respect for her boundaries. She reluctantly took the small victory of knowing she would not have to get fucked, or 'railed' as Thisalee called it.

"Alright, what is it?"

He waved someone over. "Sal? This one just woke up."

The ugly older man wheezed a little as he leaned close to Delaryn and sniffed. She cringed visibly, causing the man to shudder.

"How long?"

"F-five or so hours? I washed up before bed, obviously."

Sal sighed. "It'll do." He handed over a bag full of coins, grabbed Delaryn around the waist and pulled her in. He licked, did not kiss but licked her neck, her skin. He shook with anticipation and Delaryn shuddered as his tongue dragged up her ear, pushing inside.Her eyes rolled up as her turned her face and kissed her suddenly. She groaned as his tongue pushed between her closed lips, having to mash between them, then lick over her teeth to get her jaw to open. Eventually she gave in to his deviancy and just went with it. He sat her up on a bar stool and licked the other side of her neck. With her face red, she thought:

'This is bad, but... It could be worse. He's just licking me.' Others are getting it way worse. She looked over to see what Shandris and Raene were doing.

The two warriors were flanking a wealthy looking man with gray complexion. They looked so pleased to be hanging off of him. As his hand rounded their back and rested naturally on their toned rears Shanris hung one of her long legs over his. Raene slid fully into his lap once she was prompted. Delaryn could not help but look at them and wonde.

'They're so out of it. How much of this is the spell and how much of this is them behaving how they normally would without restraint? Shandris in particular looks so happy to be in that guy's arms, like she was born to be a trophy. Raene is happily sitting in his lap and behaving like a pet... They're taking to it so naturally.' She found herself drooling a bit and shook it off.

'Stop it, Del!' She thought of something as she was thinking about Raene.

'Wait... Where's Korra.' As she thought that, the man stopped licking her and lifted her arm up suddenly. She stared at him in horror.

'No way...'

He licked the pit happily, lick a pig in a trough. He lifted her breast, dragging his tongue along the crease of each one as she shuddered and cringed. She lifted her other arm, closed her eyes and endured it as best she could. When it was finally done the man walked away looking quite satisfied. He was stroking himself off, but surprisingly did not do anything else to her.

"Huh..." She watched him go, along with the boss.

"Yeah, he comes around every so often asking for that. His gold's as good as anyone's."

"Hey boss?" Delaryn asked.

"Yeah?"

"What happened to Korra? Raene's Nightsaber Cub."

"Oh, that thing?" He spat and held up his hand. It was bandaged and the skin was a little black. On further inspection the man looked more sickly and sweaty than usual with dark bags under his eyes. He was usually sweaty and gross so she didn't notice until she saw the wound.

"Fucking thing bit me and a few of my guards while we tried to catch it. Then it just booked it out the door into the street.

"W-what!? Does Raene know? When did this happen?"

"Happened a bit after you all arrived. She was sad for a while, then got used to it." The man grinned triumphantly, as if that was not truly horrifying.

"This isn't good... We should try and find her. You should've came to one of us. We could've tried to-"

"Enough. Won't hear it. Don't want that thing around... sick enough as it is from just one bite.

"Huh... A bite? Nightsabers aren't really unclean. Maybe it's because you have a different const-" She stopped, interrupted by a scream from the kitchen.

"Fuck!" He groaned.

"What is it now? Some bastard getting carried away again?" He rushed to the back. Delaryn followed him curiously. He stared back at her.

"What're you doing? Get back to work!" She stopped, then as he turned she followed carefully behind, despite his orders. She had a weird feeling. As she followed him and watched him disappear into the kitchen's door she got up to it, then stepped back as he came rushing out.

"Shit! What the hell!?"

Delaryn watched him go, then ran in to see what it was. As soon as she entered she was bombarded by the smell of butchered meat, but it was not quite the same. It had a different, more pungent and new smell to the meat she was familiar with and part of it smelled a bit... rotten. She covered her mouth and nose, panning her gaze. Finally she rested her eyes upon the sight of one of the chefs bent over a human girl that worked there. She was getting fed on by the chef, whose mouth was filled with jagged teeth and covered in blood. He looked up at her, then stumbled to his feet, yellow eyes igniting.

"Z-" She stammered, stumbling back through the swinging door. She almost fell but turned on her heel and started running.

"Zombie!"

The place went quiet as she shouted, looked at her, then went back to whatever they were doing calmly. The ghoul burst from the kitchen and screamed. Finally as everyone looked over at that they got up and began running around like a panicked flock of geese. Shandris and Raene were pushed down as the wealthy man bolted. Delaryn moved to collect them.

"Del?" Shandris asked.

"What's going on?"

"Zombies!" She shouted. They stared at her blankly.

"Don't you guys watch movies!?" Delaryn uttered in frustration, throwing her hands up in the air. Raene and Shandris exchanged a look. They both shook their head.

"Dead walking and eating flesh!" They continued to stare blankly.

"Th-they're like mobs now!"

Their eyes suddenly lit up with recognition. "In this city!?" Raene commented.

"We gotta protect the boss!" Shandris exclaimed.

"Wait, no." Delaryn watched them go as the ghoul latched on to a nearby patron and took them down.

"At least there's only-" She saw the door swing open again. The girl, and a few of the guards the Boss mentioned came shambling through.

"Nevermind." Delaryn's shoulders slumped. She stopped and looked over at the girls all circling the boss.

"Wait a minute...." She looked closely and saw the man was starting to shake and flex his jaw right over Shandris's shoulder.

"Shiiiiit!" Delaryn sprinted and ran fully into the boss, knocking him back into the wall. His head hit it hard, then bent at an angle, possibly killing him.

They all gasped. "Del what the fuck!?" Shandris shouted.

"That was the b-boss." Raene said sadly. They turned, making aggressive posture towards Delaryn who slowly began to step back, holding her hands up placatingly.

"H-he was infected. Really. Y-you guys haven't seen the movies so you wouldn't-"

"He's fine." Thisalee pointed.

"Look he's getting up."

They all stopped and turned, then a feeling of relief and disgust washed over them as his eyes changed and the light left them in exchange for a predatory look. His teeth became gnarled, jagged and yellow.

Shandris bent over and vomited. Raene looked dizzy.

"Ohhh god." She mumbled.

"It's all coming back to me. Korra..." She teared up.

"H-how much..." Shandris shook. Delaryn pulled her away while the others went for the door to the back.

"How much cum is in my stomach RIGHT NOW?" She desperately tried pushing two fingers down her throat.

Amara grabbed her hand. "Shan, not now. Kind of need you awake and aware." She looked around.

"Where's our equipment?" The place was quickly turning into a disaster with the dead rising to make more ghouls.

Thisalee chimed in. "The key to the safe room with all the cool stuff is around Boss's neck. They all stopped and turned around as one to look at the ghoul shambling towards them with a key glimmering on a string around his neck. Delaryn gulped.

"How can we safely-"

"Diiiiiie, scum!" Shandris screached leaping forward, turning on one foot to do a reverse kick. Her heel deg into his forehead and got stuck in deep, then the actual force hit him and the head flew right off due to his already weakened, broken neck. She spun around and swiped the key from the chain hanging around the stump before the body could fall. She held it up seriously and turned again to regard her group.

"What? We needed the key."

They got their equipment sorted and managed to escape through the back as the place became a ghoul-infested pit of death. Stepping out into the street, things looked bad. There was a faint miasma of death that lingered. There were still people out and about, but there were also ghouls shambling freely.

"How long has this been going on without anyone noticing?"

Amara thought out loud. "Perhaps it has been happening in the background, and this is the first day in which things have hit the breaking point."

"Boss said there's been less customers every day, and they've been turning away guys that looked sick or too out of it." Thisalee mentioned.

"I see..." Delaryn rubbed her chin.

"It seems like getting bit is bad. We need to get to the dungeon portal. I bet the PDF is defending it and ushering everyone through that was from the other side."

"What about Korra?" Raene asked.

Delaryn looked to her solemnly. "I-I think Korra was infected."

"The fuck'd you just say, Del!?" Raene grabbed Delaryn's collar and lifted her fist in anger, ready to strike. Shandris held her back.

"Hear her out..." Shandris begged.

"The fuck I will!" Raene began to tear up.

"Korra's more a member of this group than she is!"

"Raene." Shandris looked at her.

Raene lowered her fist. Delaryn nodded. "I'm sorry. It seems like the boss and those other guys got bit trying to catch her after she got rowdy. Then you already know that she escaped into the street. The boss got sick after getting a bite from Korra."

"Dammit..." Ranee covered her face in her hands.

"But how? Why Korra?" Amara wondered out loud.

Raene looked up, furrowing her brow. "The only thing I saw her eat for sure was some grain that fell off a cart. Other than that she was eating the same stuff we were."

"We're not sick... So it was the grain? Was it poisoned?" Amara reasoned.

"If it's grain, should we not be sick? We ate a LOT of gruel."

Thisalee raised her hand from the back and spoke up. "Boss used cheaper stuff from his own source."

"So we were being poisoned, just not in the way that would've got us turned into zombies." A little chuckle was passed around to break the tension. Raene smirked, still upset, but happy to be alive.