[b][u][center]Handling a Hybrid Hydra For Paqu By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] It was always a pity when she had to fight monsters rather than just heal the adventurers, but there were moments where everyone compromised a bit to pay the bills. Emma was just having to do that for a while, and then she’d be back at a temple doing more of the proper work for herself. That was what she kept telling herself, anyway, as she wiped off her hammer at the edge of the ritual room. The various kobolds that had been infesting it were either dead or fleeing, and she doubted that they’d be back anytime soon. The white mage shook her head, putting the hammer over her shoulder where it belonged. “Well, that was fucking easy.” “For you, maybe; I’m the one that took all the blows.” “Yeah? Well, try bouncing around, and try not to get hit.” “Try not to - are you blind?! I’m in plate armor, you fuck!” Emma sighed, glancing at the other party members. She honestly wasn’t sure what to do with them, when it came right down to it. They were the ones that had invited her into this, ostensibly because they had more experience than she did, but whenever she saw them bickering with one another… The one that thought it was easy was Miles, a human adventurer that she had only met a few days ago. He was a rogue, as far as she understood, but he hadn’t had any outstanding warrants on him when she came around to check on their offer. Otherwise, she would have been on the opposite side of the city, after informing the proper authorities of where he was. He was...decent enough, though he had a more serious and easily irritated side to him that she was seeing more and more now that they were out in the wild. The other was Caleb, and he was the one that was more irritable and annoying. The human warrior was good in a fight, no doubt about that, but as soon as the fighting was done, he went from cocky to whiny in the space of two seconds, talking about how his armor was scratched, how no one else pulled their weight, and everything else. It was more than slightly annoying, and she knew that Miles was as sick of him as she was. That said, she was almost as sick of Miles as she was of Caleb. They both had their annoying sides, and she was starting to think that neither of them were any better at adventuring than she was. If that was the case, she honestly wouldn’t have been surprised. Shaking her head, she looked away from them to the altar at the far end of the cavern. The kobolds had been bowing to the idol on it, so she imagined that it was probably the big treasure that they needed to bring back. [i]Might as well get it while they’re arguing.[/i] Still shaking her head, she adjusted her robes and walked up to the altar. It was a golden hydra idol on it, and if it matched any gods, she would imagine that it would be someone that the evil kobolds worshiped. It looked like it was roaring at her, almost. She grabbed it, and almost instantly things started going wrong. “Uh, guys?” “What?” “I can’t let go of the statue.” Emma flung her hand out, but the gold statue remained attached to it. She opened her fingers, and it was like it was glued to her palm. She looked up at the warrior and rogue, and things got worse. All of a sudden, a burst of golden light erupted from the idol and from her, dragging at the other two members of the party and yanking them toward her. Emma yelped as she was almost pulled off her feet, but she managed to keep herself planted in place. Caleb and Miles, on the other hand - “Gah! What the hell are you doing, Emma?” “I told you that we shouldn’t have hired her!” Miles shouted. “You picked her, too!” “Only because you recommended her, dickweed! Fuck!” She stared at them as they rolled and wobbled across the floor, the magical light yanking them in her direction. Before she could think of a way out, they slammed into her - “AAAAAAAAAGH!” And then things went weird. Where steel and leather and cloth touched, they began to melt. Their clothes disappeared, the magic melting them away as soon as they came into contact with each other. Both Caleb and Miles were getting dragged up on either side of her, rolling along her person, pressing against her hips, and wherever they made contact, wherever their clothes melted away… Well, their flesh started to stick together. “Oh boy,” Emma muttered, blushing. “What - oh, shit.” “Miles, what the hell is this?” “Don’t ask me. Ask the fucking mage!” “Guys, this is way beyond my pay grade…” Though she had a guess. The kobolds had run off surprisingly easily, and they’d only managed to kill about ten of the hundred or so that had been defending the caverns. This was a trap. A magical trap meant to… She didn’t know, but considering the hydra had three heads, and they had three people… Where their flesh started to melt together, they began to come together as one. She could feel a weird connection, feel the flailing that was going on as Caleb and Miles tried to push her away. Even as their arms flattened against hers, even as they started to melt and merge to become one person in the middle, she could feel their arms flinging and flailing around on the outside of their new body as if they were her own. Before she could think on that, they all tumbled backwards, falling to the floor. As Caleb and Miles complained about her sense of balance, she looked down. What had been six legs was turning into two, their bodies merging together even further. Her legs were the ones that were sticking around, but they were getting thicker, ripping through her boots, breaking them down as her feet grew longer, thicker, heavier to support her new body. No, their new body. “I can’t move my legs!” “You mean my legs!” “I think they’re mine now, guys,” Emma said. They were not happy about that, but their arguments were briefly stifled as they rolled to the side. It took some effort, but they managed to get back on their feet. Mostly. It was still tricky, and - “Whoa!” There were more changes to be done. They had taken on a vaguely roly-poly shape from merging together, three human heads on a fat body, with two arms on either side and a pair of legs that supported them. That was not the end result, though. They began to [i]grow.[/i] All three of them screamed as they wobbled back and forth, one leg and then the other stretching out. Their arms barely kept pace, pushing out to match their slowly thinning torso and extending height, their body starting to fill out more of the underground cavern. From five feet to six, six to seven, then to nine, then to ten and twelve. Their shoulders stopped, only for their necks to follow, going up and up as they went. Caleb and Miles were shouting their heads off, almost literally, as their heads bounced and their necks seemed to struggle to keep up with them. Any shred of clothing that hadn’t melted had long since been ripped apart, and Emma was all too conscious of the strange feeling of...well, something more than her own pleasure down there. As the sheer weirdness of the transformation began to fade, she was aware of a growing pressure down below, and it wasn’t just coming from her sex, the way that she was used to it. It was coming from two reptilian shafts that were slowly rising out from between their legs down there, two big cocks that would have put a mortal human to shame. “I really don’t know how to feel about this, guys…” “Nnngh...ah...ah…” “Oh, fuck...yeah…” “...Men.” She rolled her eyes, but even with her distaste for what was going on, she still couldn’t help but admit her own pleasure as she felt the swelling and throbbing down below. The new cocks were definitely different, more direct than her sex had ever been. The way that they throbbed, the way that she could feel the dripping running through them with every little twitch distracted her from the feeling of scales growing along her skin, their skin, their limbs, their necks and heads. Hair and more fell out, leaving them bald. As their snouts started growing in, they finally went over the edge. All three of them threw back their heads and screamed in pleasure, their cocks and her pussy exploding with juices all at once. They wobbled, slumping back against the far wall at the sheer explosiveness of the shared pleasure. As they laid there, though, the problems started. Caleb and Miles jerked their heads this way and that, obviously trying to pull apart or get up, but the rest of the body didn’t respond to them. It wasn’t even that they were trying to argue with each other and getting nowhere. It was more that they just couldn’t do anything with the body. Emma, on the other hand… She pushed back a bit, and she was able to use their slender arms to get back upright. They were standing, their heads almost brushing the roof of the cavern. “What? How the hell is that fair?” Miles grumbled. “I should be the one in charge, not her.” “Well, boys, you’re stuck with me for now. Besides, we have a bigger problem.” “Yeah? And what’s that?” “Can’t think of a worse one than being told what to do by a girl.” “Well, if you have a solution for getting through tunnels that were almost too small for humans now that we’re this size, I’m all ears…” Remarkably, they didn’t. “Right. Let’s start by seeing if the kobolds had any plans. One of them will be back eventually; we can trap one and talk to them.” “...” “...” “I’ll take your silence as agreement.” [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]