You shake your head slightly as you try to get your bearings. The last thing you remember was falling through a hole in the floor of the storeroom… your tunic getting caught on a jagged edge, exposing your belly and chest. Then a tongue, followed by hands and… tentacles? Ran all over your body, sending you into fits of laughter. What felt like delicate fingers gliding over your quivering bare belly, a tentacle wriggling under your arms, another hand pinching at your thighs… it was all too much. You realize you must have passed out. And now here you are, tied to a pole. Your hands are high above your head, and your tunic is now in rags, covering little more than your shoulders. At least your pants and boots are still on and intact, you think ruefully.
You glance up at your… attackers? They must be, to still be here with you captive. How could you be so stupid, to be captured so easily? But… captured by what? You squint in the darkness, trying to make out the forms in the flickering firelight of their camp. Despite being in some sort of underground chamber beneath the storeroom (unless you have traveled quite far), the fire does not seem to smoke up the room. Indeed, there seems to be no smoke at all. What trickery is this?
You realize the answer may be due to your non-human captors. There are four of them, all having pale blue skin covering their bodies. They are all female, covered in barbarically primitive furs, one wrapped around each chest, another hanging low over their hips. However, they all look quite different for being of the same species.
One of them has four, no six arms! You see her fiddling with something over the fire, each arm seemingly going about its own task in an impressive display of multi-tasking. Another has no arms, instead a panoply of tentacles appear where arms should be. Writhing in perhaps a nervous manner, you can't tell how many tentacles there are in the dim light. The last two seem normal aside from the blue skin. At least, until you see them pick up a bone, licking it clean of meat. Long, dexterous tongues fall out of their mouths, wrapping the bone and scouring it of nutrition. The two strange women seem oblivious to the outside world, their eyes closed, as they lick up their dinner. You shudder and hope those aren't human bones.
Then the six armed woman notices you, standing up from her fire and approaching you. Shirking back, you realize all these women are a head taller than you, and each likely more than a match in a fight. The blue woman stops in front of you, stretching her top arms behind her head, her middle arms leisurely scratching her belly, her lower hands on her hips in a strangely fascinating display.
"Human" She growls at you, revealing her teeth. "You have been captured by we Blue Ogres. You will admit to being our property, and we will take you to our Master. She will know what to do with you."
Blue Ogres! Now you understand the situation. These women were human once, until some black magic removed their inhibitions and their will, transforming them into the thrall of their Master. Clearly, this master must be some kind of sorceress or witch. Now, these half-demons must want to take you to her, maybe even to change you into one of them! You certainly can't allow that, but what can you do? She asked you to admit to being a slave… of course! The thrall must submit before becoming a Blue Ogre. Thankfully you still remember the legends.
You try to think quickly as you notice the ogress starting to glare at you. It might be best to be taken to their Master and try to talk with her. Then again, if you do that, you might put yourself in too much risk. Would it be better to meet such a powerful Wizardess, or take your chances with these four intimidating creatures? Before the Ogress gets any angrier, you open your mouth to speak.
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