Sabrina surprised everyone when she revived with a brand-new form. She heard cries from Jade that shifted into confused wails and relieved ughter. She was coursing with adrenaline and buzzed with an overflowing electrical charge. She thought of the chaos demon whom she’d faced before and was excited to try out a form like that. She’d be a tall, muscur tank, mowing down her enemies with lightning and brute force.

  Sabrina held out her sword, and paused, perplexed. Her sword was no longer a sword. It was a staff, around a foot taller than she was, with a rge multicolored opal sphere at the top of it. Moreover, the arm and hand holding the staff were thin and dainty.

  Gncing around, she noticed that she was below the eyeline of everyone around her. A strange sense of embarrassment overcame her as it dawned on her that her new form was short, shy of five-feet-tall. She hoped that she was four-eleven, but four-ten was more likely.

  She looked down at herself. Her new body was skinny, and she had perky little B- or C-cup tits. Every little detail of her body was visible, due to what her bodysuit had transformed into. It was now made of a very tight and thin yer of tex, or perhaps a magical analogue for tex. It was now bright neon yellow, shimmering with glitter. Her thigh-high socks were now thigh-high yellow leather boots as well.

  Speaking of her thighs, they were disproportionately thick and muscur. It seemed that Double Cheeked made her quite bottom-heavy in this form. Just as disproportionate was her dick. It was an exact copy of the thirteen-inch ft-tipped dick that she’d looted from the chaos demon. In this from, though, it was twenty-two percent of her height.

  This new dick apparently was the same size fccid as erect. In her ultra-tight suit, it was pushed upward against her torso, ending just below her tits. It was squeezed into her suit so tightly that it was squished ft against her body. Even her balls were forced upward and held in pce by the pressure. This should have been uncomfortable, but Sabrina actually felt completely naked in this armor.

  >New form born!

  >Lvl 5 Nightmare Princess, Archdemon Monarch of the Chaos Domain.

  >The previous monarch of chaos, Princess Vangloria, has chosen to retire, in hopes to travel and discover herself. She is adamant that her recent reading of Eat, Pray, Love is unreted to this decision. Princess Vangloria argued that you have a legitimate cim to royalty, supported by the notion that you are, in some ways, a daughter of Oneira, Mother of Demons. When you crafted a form applicable to her domain, the princess sponsored your form and appointed you to her position. The Chaos Domain currently has no territory or notable political power. Mandatory quests may be assigned to you reting to your domain.

  >Dominant aspect: Mysticism.

  >Gss cannon. You are a spellcaster with exceptional damage-dealing potential, but very low health and damage resistance. Outside of combat, you continue to be a gss cannon. You are capable of intense and vigorous sprints of sexual prowess, albeit briefly. You are extremely sexually sensitive and ck sexual stamina. Orgasms come easily and are powerful beyond measure, but afterwards you become exhausted and hypersensitized.

  >Live wire. You are votile, feeling and expressing emotions very strongly. Particurly intense spikes in emotion can unconsciously trigger spells and magical effects, even ones outside of your known spells. You are very easily aroused, and it will be extremely obvious to those around you.

  >A cosmic imbance has arisen from the construction of a new form. To rectify this, you’ve been issued a mandatory task from Oneira. Oneira’s task: be spanked by 150 willing participants, for 20 spanks each, as hard as they wish. Must be completed with 7 earth days.

  Sabrina had been thrown a lifeline. That lifeline, though, was a very fragile body, and she was still surrounded by a mob of hostile monsters. Without a miracle, her death was imminent.

  >Aisha is pying: Decepticon — Le Tigre

  This gave Sabrina some hope. The song choice was perfect, and it was nice of Aisha to—wait! Aisha?!

  Sabrina scanned the room. Behind her, a set of double doors now hung open. Thirty or forty members of the Diving League stood battle-ready in the doorway, with Aisha at the lead. Sabrina welled up with tears. More than half the league was down here to rescue her, somehow.

  An extremely rude clown attempted to take advantage of Sabrina’s distraction. Before it could even nd a hit, Sabrina reflexively shed out, shrieking, “Don’t touch me!” As she did so, a cloud of golden glitter exploded away from her, transforming the six enemies closest to her into pugs. The chubby dogs scattered, snorting and huffing as they ran as far as they could away from Sabrina.

  “I got you, girl,” Aisha shouted from across the casino.

  Suddenly, Sabrina began levitating, carried by an unseen force. In moments, she was let down beside the squadron of divers. They looked much stronger than they had when Sabrina had st seen them. Around half of them even wore metal armor, mostly scale mail. Aisha, though, remained in her lingerie.

  “Nice tiara,” Aisha complimented.

  Sabrina felt her head and found a tiara between her long horns. Before she could respond, Jade, Sloan, and Alice quickly joined the crowd, and the battle resumed. The divers formed a U-shape in front of the exit. Their formation was yered, with archers and casters in the back and melee fighters up front. The whirlwind of magical attacks was like fireworks.

  >“Wanna disco?/ Wanna see me disco?/ Let me hear you depoliticize my rhyme/(One, two, three, four)/ You got what you been asking for/ You’re so policy free/ And your fantasy wheels/ And everything you think/ And everything you feel is/ Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.”

  Sabrina tested out her new spells. One caused an ongoing lightning storm for thirty seconds within a small area. Another reversed the left-right coordination of a dozen targets of her choice. The unlucky recipients of that filed around and tripped over their own feet. This spell was fun, but it wasn’t too useful in this sort of fight.

  Then, Sabrina found a real game-changer of a spell. She picked a target and held her staff out, and a small cut was inflicted on the target. She then rotated her staff clockwise. This caused another cut, with double damage, while also spreading the affliction to two more enemies adjacent to the first one. She rotated again, imitating a clock. Each time her staff stopped where an hour on a clock would be, the damage doubled, and each previously afflicted enemy spread the cut to another two.

  This gave the first enemy one small cut, then one twice as strong to three enemies, then nine enemies, then twenty-seven, eighty-one, two-hundred-forty-three, then the rest, as the affliction ran out of new enemies to spread to. When Sabrina’s staff came back around to midnight, it gave every monster in the mob a devastating ssh for five hundred and twelve times the damage of the first cut.

  This spell came with substantial drawbacks. For starters it required intense focus, she couldn’t move while casting it. During this exposed period, she took bonus damage from attacks and was susceptible to critical hits. Any enemies effected by it could tell where the spell was coming from and were likely to try to stop her. If she did take damage from any source, the whole spell would be interrupted, but the mana cost of the full spell would still be spent.

  Only a select few stragglers managed to stay standing, and these were all from the st group of enemies inflicted. Any enemy before that also had the accumutive damage of every prior ssh to contend with. Sabrina was panting, with her mana low, but it was worth it. With the divers outnumbering the monsters, picking the rest off was child’s py.

  The music settled as the st body dropped. Sabrina sighed with relief, finally in the clear. That was short lived, as she instantly tensed up when Missy’s voice came over the intercom.

  “Isn’t that something? I do love the success, stories— they keep me in business, after all. Don’t worry about dear old Missy, though. At the end of the day, the house always wins. If that’s, all then, why don’t the whole lot of you make like a tree and fuck off!”

  The crowd of divers exchanged shifty looks and turned for the door. Sabrina stood firm, though. She’d looted chips from each of her kills in that fight, and she now had over three hundred points burning a hole in her inventory.

  “I believe I’m entitled to some prizes!” Sabrina shouted up to the ceiling.

  There was a long pause, and then a long exhale directly on the vintage microphone. “You are really pushing your luck, little miss. Don’t act surprised when it runs out.”

  All at once, the room shifted, as the slot machines and poker tables glided along the floor to close the wide gap that had been cleared for the battle. The casino’s patrons continued to passively plug away at their games, not acknowledging that anything was amiss.

  Sabrina approached a prize counter, but for obvious reasons, it wasn’t staffed. She looked around, unsure how to proceed. An eighteen-cubic-inch box was tumbling toward her, moving of its own accord. It was colorful— decorated like a birthday present.

  A nervous squeal escaped Sabrina unconsciously. She was not a fan of the sounds that this new form made; it reminded her of some kind of hot-tempered anime character. She tried and failed to maintain composure as the box approached her.

  It stopped around five feet away and began rumbling. The top flipped open, and a contortionist sprung out of it, spreading her arms in a flourish and ending in a curtsy. Sabrina suspected that this would happen but still jumped and yelped at the jack-in-the-box effect of it.

  The box’s content was like the clowns, but not quite the same. All of this woman’s skin was paper-white. Her hair was ptinum blonde on the left side, and jet bck on the right, and she wore a cone-hat atop it. Instead of a micro-bikini like the other clowns, she only wore pasties with tassels on them. She wore nothing on her lower half, but she did have shimmering rhinestones in pce of pubic hair. Her eyes had bck spikes painted above and below them, and a bck smile was painted halfway up her cheeks.

  The clown dramatically stretched after exiting the box. In the process, she unnaturally elongated her limbs to twice their size. Her whole body curled into ‘S’-shaped waves, seemingly boneless.

  The clown spoke, and her voice was that of Missy the Marvelous. “We’re a tad short-staffed today, toots. So hard to find good help, wouldn’t ya say?”

  Sabrina froze, unclear where this was going. Missy grinned at her reaction and never took her eyes from Sabrina as she stepped behind the prize booth.

  “What can I getcha, doll?”

  With a shaky voice, Sabrina asked, “What are mana stones?”

  “Pretty much what it says on the tin,” Missy said, bending over the counter to get uncomfortably close to Sabrina. “Take, say, a water stone. They gush out water.” She punctuated this by squeezing one of her boobs and spraying club soda onto Sabrina from it. “Mana stones are like that, but for mana.”

  “So… like a mana potion?”

  Missy frowned deeply, and a ‘buzz’ sound came from nowhere, as if Sabrina had gotten an answer wrong in a gameshow. “Nope! It’s not a refill. Like any other stone, it just shoots out into a room or powers and item. Now enough with the questions already. You’re entitled to prizes, not to waste my time on a gab-session.”

  Sabrina spent her points equally on every kind of element stone, including mana stones. After her, other members of the league cautiously stepped up to spend their loot as well. When everyone was done, and the group turned to leave, Missy called out, “Sabrina.”

  She was amplified by the intercom system. When Sabrina turned to Missy, it was eerie to see the clown’s lip move in synch with the speakers. “Don’t think for one second that I’ll forget what you did here today. I am going to have so much fun with you.”

  Sabrina shivered and hurried to leave. The exit to the casino led out to the central doors of the lobby, behind the big statue. While the group walked to the elevator, Aisha filled the party in on how this all came about.

  “Towards the end of st night’s dive, we noticed that nobody ever saw you leave. I went out the tunnel for a minute to text my girl Carlie and ask if you were at the gym already, and she said you weren’t. I ran upstairs, and you weren’t at your guys’ pce either. We got everyone we could to wait in that wacky undry room to make sure you all got out. You didn’t, so we stayed inside and let the door lock behind us. We popped the league’s whole supply of jellies and cleared out some of the bigger stores for more. That toy store was so fucked up, but it was also a gold mine. We managed get about half of the group to level four and the other half to three, and then we went after the boss. It turned on some weird ‘raid boss’ rules, but it was still a walk in the park with this many of us. Then we came down here and started looking for you. This pce is pretty weird, but it didn’t take too long.”

  “That’s incredible,” Sabrina swooned. “You saved my life.”

  “Don’t even worry about it, that’s what we do. We would have had more people, but apparently there’s, um, a situationback at the gym.”

  “A situation?” Sloan repeated, alert.

  “Red says some cop showed up, saying he was Sadie’s dad and that he’d come back with an angry mob or some shit like that,” Aisha eborated. “Seemed like a good idea for some of us to keep watch.”

  “Fuck!” Sabrina cursed. “We’ve got get back there now!”

  “We can’t,” Alice reminded her. “It’s daytime. Our best bet is to wait it out upstairs where time isn’t stretched as drastically.”

  Upstairs, things were different from how Sabrina remembered. For one thing, it wasn’t overgrown and overrun like it had been when the dungeon ramped things up in preparation for Dougs Bckwall’s ambush. In fact, the central hub area of the mall was now dead-silent, having been picked clean by the whole league. Sabrina had mixed feelings about this. It was inspiring that they’d created such safety in numbers, but she was worried they might be overgrazing in a way. For now, there wasn’t much she could do about that, though.

  The safe room was quite different, as well. Red had mentioned that saferooms were tailored to specific parties. By forming a rge raiding party like this, the safe room had now become ‘The Diver’s Lounge’. It was a spacious area, appropriate for its occupancy level, furnished with mossy loungers and every kind of crafting station.

  This included a new station, specifically for Sabrina. It was a simple square mat on the floor with a pentagram on it. After settling in and toasting for a celebratory drink with everyone, Sabrina decided to check out this new station. There didn’t seem to be any way to interact with it. Following her instincts, she sat cross-legged on the pentagram and began meditating.

  Sabrina found herself in the desaturated slow-motion world between life and death. Her three forms stood before her, with two of them dimmed to indicate that they were off-limits while they recharged. There was a fourth slot where a form could go, but it was locked. Now that she’d crafted a form, it seemed she had a safer space to do so in the future. For now, she didn’t have the materials to even try.

  Sabrina rejoined the world of the living. With so many beautiful women around her, Oneira’s task came to mind. Shyly clearing her throat, she said, “So… I’ve got this mandatory task. Does anyone want to spank me?”

  Jade was first in line, as was her right. Sabrina unfastened her tex leotard beforehand. She could argue that it was to give easy access for spanking, but really, her dick needed space. Just thinking about getting spanked was getting her hard, and the tight suit was not compatible with erections.

  Jade whipped her hand onto Sabrina’s jiggly cheeks over and over. By the time she reached the twentieth, her massive cock was spraying cum across the room without even being touched. She colpsed to the floor from the overwhelming sensation and was unable to move on to the next person just yet.

  “I think… I spoke… too soon,” she said, between the trembling aftershocks of her climax. “This form is way too sensitive. We should wait until my other forms recharge.”

  “Aw, really?” Aisha asked, teasingly. “I was so excited. It looked so fun to make you shoot your load like that.”

  Sabrina opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to think of a response. “I don’t… maybe. Ask me again in like fifteen minutes.”

  Jade smirked at Sabrina. Telepathically, she teased, “It’s so cute how obvious you are in this form.”

  “Shut up.”

  “Sabrina and Aisha sitting in a tree!”

  “You realize I’m your girlfriend, right?”

  “Pfft,” Jade replied. “You’re the one with the cute little crush.”

  Sabrina blushed, stealing a gnce at Aisha. “No, I don’t,” she lied, unconvincingly.

  “You don’t have to hide it, and in that body, you can’t. I approve. It’s not like I haven’t hooked up with Aisha, anyway.”

  “You did what?!” Sabrina squealed, accidentally out loud.

  Returning to telepathy, Jade crified, “It was before we started dating. How did you think she got invited? Pretty much everyone here is someone’s ex—mostly Sloan’s. I don’t exactly have ex-girlfriends, but the lesbians I did know were girls I’ve hooked up with. Aisha’s a total sweetheart, she’s gorgeous, and she’s awesome in bed. You absolutely have my blessing to fuck her. Hell, I’ll gdly fuck her with you if you want.”

  “I… I don’t know. What if it turns into more than that, you know? I wouldn’t want to catch feelings.”

  Jade shrugged. “Feel free to kiss her sweetly and feel all bubbly inside; just don’t take her on dates and do retionship-y things. You’ve got a schoolgirl crush, but we’ve got love. She’s no threat to me.”

  Sabrina looked at Jade with amazement. How could someone be so secure about a retionship? It was clear that Jade had some sort of cuckquean fetish, but this was beyond that. Unable to contain herself, Sabrina kissed her girlfriend. Her emotions overflowed, escaping in a magical manifestation of animated red hearts fluttering around her.

  When Sabrina pulled away, she found that everyone’s attention was on her and her rger-than-life dispy. Embarrassed, she blushed and rubbed the back of her head. Aisha commenting on it only made things worse.

  “You two are so cute together,” Aisha praised.

  Sabrina was immediately tongue-tied, so Jade jumped in. “Why thank you Aisha. Kissing Sabrina is really special; you should try it.”

  Sabrina gred daggers at Jade, while Aisha chuckled at the recommendation. “Is that so,” Aisha asked. “I just might take you up on that. Of course, that’s up to Sabrina.”

  Jade and Aisha were now both looking down at Sabrina. She shrunk her posture down, anxious at being put on the spot like this. After what felt like forever, she finally muttered, “Not here… not in front of all these people.”

  Aisha smiled victoriously. “Totally fair. I’ll hit you up ter.”

  As Aisha turned away, Sabrina telepathically said, “I hate you.”

  “I love you, too,” Jade responded sweetly.

  “I hate this stupid tiny body so fucking much.”

  “Other than the original, I think it’s my favorite. You’re so cute like this.”