Lucy had awoken in a tent alone a few days after the fucking had finally ended. She felt amazing and throughly fucked. Though now that itch was just a but stronger then usual since she was sure her father had only set up one or two guards to fuck her in her sleep daily...such a pity.  He could have just set her in the guard tent and let her be passed around constantly. However she did have a few splashed of dried cum across her body and that needed to be taken care of. She snapped and the two guards from before entered "good you remembered who owns you"she said smiling rather pleased at the big Futa and boy. "come and clean me and you can go ahead and have a turn in which ever hole you prefer baby"she said to the boy and Futa. The boy got a cloth and water and cleaned her as she lounged on the cot. The Futa leaned down and began to lick her neck and breasts clean. She moaned and enjoyed their ministrations letting each have a turn in her ass and then let the boy fuck her mouth woke the Futa took her pussy. "good girls.... Your now promoted to my personal guard and you my sexy Futa Girl are now a lieutenant...I'll be gone for a few days so make yourselves at home... Oh!! Each of you go pick out a slave from the new elves we must have captured. I was going to but you two go treat yourselves while i'm away."she said while fingering each of their asses during the after sex cuddle session.<br/><br/>Lucy left the tent going to the armory and fitting herself back into her golden ring and chain outfit that currently left nothing to the imagination.....to the degree that it actually instilled new fantasies then there was before. She yawned and stretched walking to the war room set up in one of the large taverns in outlook. The colonels, captains and such all bowed and gave her smokes even though her aura was having a nice effect on even the oldest of them. She giggled"get out of here...I want the room and you should all go enjoy... EACH OTHERS company for the next hour. "she said caring little if some might have been straight per say. She listened as they all shuffled off to the inn next door and the orgy began. She loved doing things like that...it made her all...bubbly inside.<br/><br/>She moved forward now to the large map table where things were set up plain as day. She had been planning much more then a simple trip to cheer up the troops when she snuck out from the heart of sin. She wanted.... No needed to prove herself. Not just to her father who used her like any other slut but to her mother...and the other leaders. They all had gotten a hit or two along the road but none of them respected her... No one would give her a chance....no one loved her. She wanted someone to love her and on demon culture there had to be respect for there to be love. No one respected a slut...no one. A small tear ran down her cheek and splashed softly on the dry parchment almost instantly being absorbed and having a dark spot. Her hair chanted then Fromm its usual pink and reds to a dark blue...but but a vibrant one a faded almost grayish blue. She sighed and sniffed wiping her tears away as she got to work. She began planning her route straight to the heart of one if the nearest enemy camps. She would spy and bring back such knowledge and maybe even relics that they would praise her as a hero! Then her father would be proud and give her real authority...then her mother wouldn't ignore her and her ideas...then someone would love her.<br/><br/>She sniffed again and without even so much as a second thought she shifted into a raven a dark dark black with a blue sheen her claws and beak the same shade of sad gray blue as her hair had been. She hoped top the window and took off her mighty wings carrying the large bird up into the sky and off into the clouds. After a few hours of flight she sighed knowing it would take forever as this bird to get to sequen.. She shifted into her normal form landing somewhere in the woods of the crescent. She looked around pondering her trail moving to stroke her own pussy as she thought. After a few minutes she giggled and snapped. She shifted into an incorporeal a creature from hell that could shift its scripture to become immaterial. Usually they were just silly pests waking through walls of bedrooms to watch sex and things but she knew that as even the smallest of incorporeal beings she could ride the ley lines. Ancient lines of power that crisscross the world. Some say its the old roads of the original gods before the underworld was created...some believe then to be actual veins of the planet circulating magic through it. Who knows ask she knew that it was extremely dangerous and could possibly kill her..or get her lost or maybe just maybe allow her to travel the distance she needed to in just a few hours or less. She took a deep breath and shifted immediately sinking into the ground deeper and deeper until she hit one of these lines. The energy was immense and she screamed at the sensation but she was already moving at a speed she had not even dreamed possible. Imagine bein tossed around in rapids... Okay not so bad. Now make those rapids move you at 1,000 miles per hour.... Okay worse... Now imagine those rapids where really hot.... Like a spa you jump into on a cold night but was accidentally set ten degrees to high.... Finally blind yourself put your head in a vice. This is somewhere near the sensation of being sped away in a ley line. After only twenty minutes she couldn't take it anymore and desperately tried to move her immaterial body out of the speeding line of energy. The pain was growing and she knew if she didn't get out soon she would be torn apart.<br/><br/>Suddenly she shot out of the ground like a cannon flying a good ten feet into the air before landing on her ass back in her normal form. She whimpered and held her head still dizzy and spinning from the trip. She would never....ever do that again...more she knew why no one was allowed back in the under world. She rested there on the ground for another ten minutes before she even got the courage to try and stand up. When she did she gasped....she was right on the edge of the crescent and the city of sequen was huge and daunting before her. She gulped and quickly shifted into the form of a young elf male spry and lithe with golden hair and fine clothes. She saw a group of similar men  laughing as they moved their carts full of harvest out of the tree line only about 50 feet away. She grinned finding her luck almost to much to believe as she ran out waving them down. The persona of a young elf worker was an easy one to adopt as she hoped on the cart and rode it right through the city gate completely sure no one knew she was there.