Chapter #5A different story: Kidnapped! by: Unknown There was something terribly wrong about this clear Summer's day. Spyro, as he made his way down a pathway in the temple's garden, a shortcut he had chosen to get to the dojo quicker where he was going to partake in a few exercises with Terrador, knew that odd things were going on, all which had a sinister purpose.
How did he know this? For starters, Cynder was missing, though they say she wasn't, that she simply went on a solo mission to retrieve some forgotten and ancient artifact.
There was several things wrong with this. One: Cynder would never go off alone without taking Spyro or at least telling him about the mission. It just was part of her personality!
Two: it was told to him by Ignitus, who, also, wouldn't send off Cynder alone. In fact, he would send no one off without company to a dangerous place.
Not only was his choices careless but his behavior raised another red flag for Spyro. The Fire Guardian these days seemed oddly...detached from the world, like he was constantly deep in thought.
His ones bright eyes were hazy now, his eyelids drooping, and when he spoke, his speech was slow and soft. He had grown listless, often favoring his own company above others.
Yes, something very strange was going on, and Spyro feared that it was curse, or perhaps the Dark Master himself, that was behind this.
As he made his way down the path, pondering who was behind this and seeking a solution, he collided into a familiar pink figure, knocking her over.
"O, my, I'm so sorry," Ember quickly apologized, regaining her composure, "I wasn't watching where I was going and I..."
The pink dragoness trailed off when she saw who she bumped into and felt her her heart rate quicken, not out of excitement but because she was very nervous.
"No, no, I should apologize, Ember," said Spyro, reaching out with his paw to her, "I hope your not hurt in any way."
Taking it, Ember said, hoping that the nervousness in her voice wasn't noticeable, "N-no, I'm fine. Perfectly okay. B-but I must go now. Late for a class."
Ember made a hasty escape, but she only took a dozen steps when Spyro called to her. "Hey, Ember."
She froze in her tracks and turned around, trying to give him a innocent smile, but, due to her nervousness, it came out looking rather suspicious.
"Yes, Spyro?"
"You haven't seen Cynder anywhere have you?"
It was the question she dreaded he would ask, and, mustering all her courage, she said, "No, I haven't seen her. Didn't the Guardians say she went on a solo mission or something?"
"Yes they did," he said, disappointed, "Must have forgotten. Bye."
"Goodbye," said Ember.
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The pink dragoness watched him leave, and after she made sure he was really gone did she breath a sigh of relief. Phew! That was too close!
She had to pick a different, better, and much more secretive route next time. Ember had risked Spyro growing suspicious of her and ruin her plan.
She may have fooled everyone, but the purple dragon wasn't so easily misled. Ember decided that it was time that she underwent her second stage of her plan and ran towards her secret hideout, where subject was being kept.
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"O, Cynder!"
The black dragoness' blood ran cold when she heard Ember's happy voice rang out throughout the cavern, and soon she hopped into view, dragging something that was covered in a blanket behind her.
Cynder's instincts told her that now was her chance, that she should lunge at Ember, beat her to a bloody pulp, and then escape, but, alas, she knew that was impossible.
The bounds that held her were strange yet familiar. It was like the snakes that was placed around her and Spyro's neck the day they broke out of the crystal that contained them for three years, but these were places around her wrists, the glowing green chain attached to the wall.
"Guess what I got?"
"Let me go!" Cynder ordered.
Ember made a sad face. "Now why would I do that?" she said while pouting.
"Because if you do," Cynder said, "I won't tell the Guardians what you did and consider only beating you half to death."
"But you haven't seen what I brought you," said Ember, and she pulled away the blanket, revealing...
What was it?
Choice 1: a cylinder shaped machine, which had a hose extending from it, and attached to this hose was something that looked a lot like a face mask.
The cylinder had bright pink liquid inside it, which contained as many calories several large meals
Ember's plan was to see how full Cynder's belly could be stuffed and how fat she could get.
Coice 2: it was a trunk, but it was what it contained that mattered. Inside were, vulgar enough, several dildos, but they weren't ordinary sex toys.
They were magical, looking and feeling incredibly realistic, almost like they were disembodied penises, and some could even increase in size.
They all had a pair of plump balls, containing samples of seed from several dragon, including the Guardians and the pink dragoness.
Ember's plan was to breed forth a dragon that could overpower even the legendary purple dragon, and if that was successful, she would breed an entire army, Cynder being the egg-factory, of course.
Choice 3: It was a special pair of necklaces. One for Ember and one for Cynder. Forcing one on Cynder She begins to take on the appearence of Ember while Ember begins to change to look like Cynder.
However the change isn't just physical. Over time Ember begins gaining Cynders memories and even her magic. All the better to replace her as Spyros love.
However the transformation magic isn't flawless and could lead to some weird effects at times.
Choice 4: Something weirder and more deprived? Something to slowly break Cynders strong will and turn her into a helpless plaything for Ember to enjoy?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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