Mage Revenge Pt 04

Thanks to :

AD&D for a world of spells & magic.

Jack Vance, "Eyes of the Overworld" for being a source of inspiration for TSR & myself.

Synopsis :

Set in an alternate reality, fantasy world. Alysa Ascanius, an Arch Mage whose parents were tortured & killed when she was a 12 year old child enacts revenge against the perpetrators decades later. She has started her mission to the Cantran capital with her small entourage supposedly as a diplomatic consul but she has another agenda. Magical changes to men and women have commenced throughout Cantra. The two armies of legions and paladins fight. Will Alysa get her revenge?. The mages enact their plans beyond Cantra but...

Tags : FLR, femdom, hermaphrodite, futanari, loving wives, cuck, feminisation, fantasy, magic, combat.

It's starts off slow but events cascade soon enough. Skipping chapters wont be useful, so reading sequentially from chapter 1 is recommended.

There are no STD's in this fantasy world.

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I went to find Gantacus after the meeting with the legion and mage leadership. He saw me coming. He bowed as I came close.

"Alwyn or is it Alysa or is it your majesty the Queen?"

"The subterfuge was necessary as we could have no senior women in the delegation. The fate of my mother twenty years ago made that clear. My story was carefully crafted to give the best result for Monagon. I make no apologies."

"Yes, duty to the state."

"We couldn't risk anyone being captured, tortured and divulging anything. I was the only one who knew the full plan. Everyone had to act as if the delegation was real."

"Well, you fooled me completely."

"Gantacus, you are the best of us. What every man should aspire to. Truly. We need to get tomorrow over and then talk more."

"The machinations and plots of rulers are beyond me. I understand war and combat and the legions. I try to be an example to my legionnaires so that they in turn do the same."

"I want you to stay in Cantra."

He stared at me. Stony faced, no emotion.

"I will see. We do not know each other, or you know me and I have no idea who you are. I respected Alwyn as a fine leader and a friend, as much as a consul of high estate and a simple centurion could be. Now, well... were you just playing a part or was Alwyn just you in male form."

"Yes I was playing a role, but it was me : Alyssa or Alwyn, they are the same. I don't know what to say. Your perception of me was as a man of course."

There were no words that would suffice at this moment. It had to be communication and actions over time.

He glanced at the paladins. "What is their fate?"

I pulled no punches, it was time for the complete truth. "Their changes will continue for four weeks. They will be very reduced in size, strength, manliness and intellect. Men from the castle will be sexless and unable to father children. They will look like but not be tiny women, the size of a young child. Changes on men outside the castle will be much less, but still smaller and weaker than they were. They will be able to father children but will have breasts to feed babies. They will be submissive and loose any aggressive tendencies. The changes are permanent in all cases. Women will grow taller and stronger."

It was really Minnerv's plan but I needed to take ownership as well.

"And after Cantra?"

That was a female only, archmage level secret, the one that we kept closest to our hearts.

I avoided answering. "Stay in Cantra, we can do great things. Truly change and improve their state. Lift up women. In partnership with men, not as chattels."

He sighed. He knew. By not answering, I told him as if I had spelt it out.

He closed his eyes. Opened after a few seconds. "I have much to think about. I am less than a leaf, I am a speck of dust blown about by the winds of great change."

I reached forward to hug him tight. He was stiff and didn't return my embrace.

"You make your own choice. I would love you to stay but the choice is entirely yours. Come and find me in the aftermath of tomorrow."

My intentions were made known. He had only known me as a man and had yet to discover and learn about me as a woman. Woman, mage and soon Queen. I released him and went back to Minnerv's tent to plan for tomorrow.

===

"Your majesty, two full Monagon legions are descending the hills coming towards the city."

"Summon my attendants." The kings voice was weak. He had shaved his beard yesterday as it was too patchy, far from the regal appearance he needed to present.

He got them to dress him in amended regal state military uniform. Raised shoes.

He called for a paladin and templar escort. They went to the battlements overlooking the hills and main highway leading to the city. His city.

The legions were marching at a steady pace, ten abreast down the main highway. Long winding lines of legionnaires. Unopposed. Civilians had deserted the road and environs. Any Cantran military had pulled back to the army in front of the city. The opposing armies were roughly equal in number. The Cantran forces were reduced over the last few days.

He spoke to the paladin in charge. "Take me to the docks." He could escape by sea with the fleet and rebuild with the two armies on the borders.

Suddenly they heard several loud explosions in the direction of the sea. They all ran as fast as they could to the other side of the castle around the battlements. The king was breathless when he arrived.

Smoke and burning fires were rising from every dock leading to his fleet. There was no access to the ships. The masts of every ship was tilted over into the sea, their sails loose and wet in the water.

Twenty witches with 100 legionnaires were arrayed in front of the gate leading to the docks.

He walked back to the other side again.

As the leading edge of the forward legion reached a designated point they deployed left. The legion following deployed right. Soon they were in three rows in staggered formation. Rectangles arrayed towards the city. Cavalry flanked the outside edges. Their generals slightly back from the leading elements between the legions. Small groups of mages in the front and centre of each legion and another larger contingent in the middle with the generals.

Once formed up they stood in the morning sun, their armour and weapons gleaming. A delegation of horses with a clearly visible white flag rode forward towards the Cantran front lines. Two witches, 4 tribunes and a squad of legionnaires.

His generals had their orders. Kill all witches on sight. The only good witch was a dead one. No retreat nor surrender.

Catapults with ceramic inflammable loads atop the first wall fired. The legions were just out of range but it was a display of firepower. There was movement from the mages and the balls fired moved back in a rising arc and landed back on the catapult they had been fired from. The balls shattered,dispersing the flaming liquid, killing the squads of men deployed at each catapult. The flames spread and engulfed the stored ammunition loads which burst into flame too. Expanding the volume of flame which fell both forward and behind the wall.

Angry shouts erupted from the paladins and the Cantran army. Volleys of arrows were now fired at the white flag party now one hundred yards from the Cantrans. They turned to ash 10 yards from the mages. Four volleys were made with no effect. As each volley was fired, a squad of around ten mages unleashed purple lighting and the massive gates on each wall disintegrated. Gate 1 on the outer wall first. Then the second and the third. Finally when the fourth volley was fired both squads of mage from each legion fired off their response to the arrows and the main entrance to the castle collapsed from the intensity of the esoteric lighting. There was no fifth volley. The legions now had unimpeded entry to the city and castle.

Some men in the Cantran lines threw down their arms at the sight of the mage's response and ran back to the city. Commanders ordered archers to shoot them.

The small white flag party of mages stopped 20 yards from the Cantran front lines. A magically enhanced female voice came from one of the mages. The speech matching the movement of her lips.

"Lay down your arms and you not be harmed. Fight and you will be killed. We demand the King appear here within the hour to parley with his generals and cardinals to negotiate their surrender."

It had been loud enough for the nearby city to hear.

Behind them, halfway between the two armies, legionnaires had spiked the legion standards into the ground and setup a table and chairs.

The parlay party turn and rode back to the standards. The general ordered one more volley into the backs of the parley delegation. The mage response this time was to cast several chain lightnings into the archers. Their twitching bodies collapsed to the ground. A green bolt of energy leapt from the hands of a mage and unerringly found the chest of the general who had given the last order. His body turned to green slime and pooled where he had been standing.

Fully a third of the Cantran army turned and ran. No one stopped them this time as the archers were all dead. Mostly general infantry ran, fewer from the paladins and templars.

The returning mages were unharmed. This time the arrows targeting them had turned to white doves and flown away.

The general in charge sent a squad to paladins on horseback to pass the message to the king. He now understood very well indeed how the Monagon legions had never been defeated in decades. He had been briefed on what to expect and tactics to try. However the new, improved paladins and battlepriests had lost their godly powers several days ago and were now arrayed in the ranks of the army with their fellow paladins and templars.

A free for all rush to get into the ranks of the legionnaires and to target the mages was as good a tactic as he had come up with now. Whether they would survive the volleys of arrows, spears and spells to cover the intervening distance was problematic. Surely the mages would be restrained in casting when the armies were in chaotic melee. His covering fire from the catapults had been neutralised. Giving them many targets would split and disperse their firepower. However the god cursed witches probably had tactics to prevent that too. Ambushes and skirmishing hit and run tactics were also discussed but not relevant under the current circumstances.

His armour felt very heavy and he was tired simply from wearing and supporting it. Some men standing in the ranks had also collapsed under the midday sun. Weakened and shorter than they were a week ago reduced the effectiveness of each man. Helmets were ill fitting and hard to see out of. Many had taken them off.

He hoped the king surrendered and negotiated whatever terms he could get. He had seen Gantacus first hand easily defeat Maghin who was their best. He had no confidence that one to one even the best paladins could beat legionnaires. All that would be achieved in fighting would be his death and the same for his men. The war was lost, hopefully the king realised it too. They had two armies at the borders but even if they were here he doubted the outcome would be any different.

==

The king had moved to the grand entrance hall. He had just seen the mages in action. Twenty years ago they were unrivalled in combat. Then they were just two mages and a squad of legionnaires. Now he faced two whole battle hardened legions of 10,000 men and from what he had been told almost 100 of the witches.

He had no good options. Negotiate whatever terms he could and surrender. Escape with his life and his sons. He felt old, was so tired and it was hard to think. Four paladins rode into the grand entrance at a gallop. Everyone scattered at their entrance.

"My liege your presence has been requested at the battle front."

Requested? He was sure it had been demanded by the witches. They were the ones controlling everything.

"Get the prime cardinal, he is coming too." He caused this situation twenty years ago. He would pay for the consequences for his actions.

He limped off towards his horse outside the entrance.

Two of the paladins escorted him through the streets, through the gates and to his army. The other two went into the castle to find the cardinal.

The king waited with his army generals until the cardinal arrived with his escort. They rode slowly out to the legion standards, dismounted and moved towards the table. There were 2 chairs on their side of the table where the king and cardinal sat down. The Cantran generals standing behind them. Minnerv and Alyssa were also seated. Two archmages in charge of each legion's detachments of mages and the legion legates were standing behind them. A squad of 20 centurions were in an arc around the back of the Monagons.

The king started to speak but Minnerv held up her hand and he found he was silenced, unable to utter a word.

Maghin and Olivant were marched out to the table. They appeared to be unarmed but both were shorter and thinner than the last time he had seen them - as was everyone else in the city.

No one spoke for several seconds.

"I am Minnerv, this is Alyssa. We were both here twenty years ago. I was one of the mages and Alyssa was the daughter whose mother you killed."

The king and cardinal paled. Whoever they expected to be at the table it wasn't these two.

"You were treacherous then and today nothing has changed."

"I, Minnerv, as the appointed legion commander here in Cantra and delegate of Crastus Agranus, King of Monagon, demand your unconditional surrender." She paused.

Your soldiers will lay down their arms here and throughout the city. They will return to their homes and families. Your two armies at the border and throughout Cantra will do the same. Admirals and sailors of your fleet will depart their ships and return home or stay at the naval barracks."

The king found he could speak again, "And if we resist?"

"You and anyone who does will be killed."

"Triotan, your empire, cities, assets and people are all now part of the Monagon empire. You are no longer king and your reign ends today."

"We wish a peaceful transition. Law and order will be maintained. Any who resist will be judged and punished according to their crimes. You and your sons, your generals and admirals will be imprisoned and judged at a later date. The cardinals and bishops will join you in jail."

"Change has come and the primacy of men over women in Synessia and Cantra is over. Henceforce women and men will work together. To the betterment of all"

Triotan tried to speak and found he was again mute.

"The legions and mages will assist the people of Cantra and they will need help. Women are allowed to move freely without the consent or escort of men. Men are no longer the heads of households. Women and men will work together. All women will be allowed to work and be educated. In fact we need and expect them to do so."

"Alyssa will be Queen of Cantra. She will be coronated tomorrow in the grand hall of the castle."

Triotan was turning red with the effort to speak, but nothing except gurgles and froth came out of his mouth.

Minnerv stood and moved around the table towards the Cantran army waiting in front of the city.

Her loud voice carried to everyone. "Soldiers of Cantra, Triotan has abdicated his rule and is no longer king. His last act as monarch was to tell you to lay down your arms, stay peaceful and return home."

"New laws will be published in every square and throughout Synessia and Cantra. Breaking the law or resisting will be punished."

"Lay down your arms and return to your homes."

An enraged templar screamed and ran towards the table. Green energy bolt, impact, green slime, puddle.

"Lay down your arms and return to your homes. NOW"

The last word was at enormous volume. The soldiers clapped their hands over their ears and quailed in pain. Immediately they threw down their swords, shields and those who still wore them took off their helmets and slowly turned and walked back to the city.

Returning to her chair at the table. "Triotan, your chance to speak and act honourably was twenty years ago. There will be no second chance. We wish to hear nothing you have to say for the rest of your natural life." She gestured and he felt a twinge of pain in his throat. He found that he could utter no noise at all.

"Generals remain here and you will be escorted to prison with the king now." She gestured and 2 platoons of legionnaires lead by a tribune and escorted by 4 mages took away Triotan and the generals into the city.

She turned and commanded the legion. "Make camp here." She turned to the legates. "We will be busy tomorrow and for many days ahead. Possibly we will use barracks in the city. Inspect them and see if they are large enough. Mages will provide food in the short term as we will likely be too much of a burden on the city's resources."

"Ensure the men know that standard legion laws apply and the populace are to be treated well."

A detachment headed up the hill to signal their supply train down and the legions started to make camp.

She turned to the remaining Cantran. "Cardinal" He tried to speak or move and could do neither.

"Judgement has come and you have been found wanting. You have until now been spared the change to all the other men in Cantra."

"Alyssa." Minnerv turned and walked away. Meetings would be ongoing for hours.

I stood and glared down at the cardinal. Just a man. Now powerless.

"It has been twenty years since you killed my parents. You changed my life and set me on this course to where we are now. It could have all been so different." I sighed.

"I have waited all these years and planned all the ways I would torture and punish you. Now, I am an archmage like my mother and in the fullness of my power and you are helpless to do with as I will."

No matter how hard he tried, the cardinal was immobile and mute. A statue. Not a quiver in motion or voice. Only his eyes were free.

"I want it to be over and move on."

I gestured, pointing to the table. "There are two mugs in front of you. The black is poison, drink it and you will be dead in seconds. You will be buried in a nameless grave and I will piss on your corpse."

I continued in a cold voice. "I'm sure that you have noticed the changes in the men in the castle. Shrunken, thinner, weaker, stupider, submissive, hairless, tiny cocks that don't work, growing breasts. It needs a month to take full effect. The king and his sons are less than halfway through their changes. At the end you will be this tall and not the man you once were. But, you will be alive. You may want to pray that your gods intercede in my retribution"

I held my palm out less than 4' from the ground to indicate how far he would diminish.

"Drink the red and that will be your fate too."

He felt his arm free and his jaw.

He looked at the mugs and then at me. I stood waiting for his decision. A minute passed. Finally his arm moved towards the mugs. He chose the red and drank it down.

"Bullies are always cowards, I expected no less from you. Take him away to the prison."

I went to meet Minnerv and plan for tomorrow. We had won.

==

I was coronated in the afternoon with minimal pomp and pageantry in the great hall. Minnerv had placed the crown on my head.

Queen Alysa the first. I had mixed feelings and in no way did I think I was prepared for the tasks and responsibilities ahead.

Minnerv whispered to me. "You will be fine. We are all here to help you."

Many of the Monagans were present. Minnerv, the legion officers, most of the mages, centurions, the merchants, my intern and orderly, Lyria, Penyra, Myriana, Acrylia (once the spy whore Mary). They all cheered loudly.

I couldn't help but grin back at everyone.