<strong>Tagging:</strong>Group 1: Anahita, Alexander, Maya, Mei, Sparrow<br/><br/>Omigra’s wand ended its motions in a silent explosion. A wave of darker hues of night and dreams swept through the room. The magic dissipated in an instant, but not before it dragged three of the adventurers into deep slumber. “Let go now of your stress. Trust me. When you awaken, you shall do so rich in the Anus’ blessings...”<br/><br/>For Mei, Anahita, and Alex the world went black. They had a briefest moment to ruminate on what would happen now until unconscious the dive towards unconscious turned into enchanted sleep. There was no room for worries of the Anus and adventure within the dream. Their memories and imagination went from through the abstract and surreal before reaching wherever the wizard had meant for them to go. There, each of the three began simply as themselves, but the scenery changed quickly. Pleasure rose around them in waves of nubile satyr, ghosts, and nightly companions they had held in their life outside. Their grabby hands, bites, and gropes dragged the sleeping minds into fantasies of increasing wickedness, all the while an ethereal shape of Omigra stood in the farthest background. From there the mage manipulated their lewd dreams. First just with simple things, larger genitalia, hotter need, but soon with drastic changes. In their dreams the adventurers each succumbed to the fullest splendor of Gaia’s blessings. Mei changed through shapes she could not reverse. Alex lost his handsome features, became a woman he could not recognize, then a futa, then just another moaning monster among the orgy of his dream. Anahita too saw herself transform, her tongue stretched meter long to lick where she pleased, her curves filled further, demonic features growing through her hair and from her rear.<br/><br/>In the real time followed its normal course. Much to Omigra’s displeasement as one adventuress still stood. The wand trembled as the wizard adjusted his grip on it. “Y-you… Gaia’s fuckballs what is this sorcery?! Succumb to the dream bitch!” He shouted, the calm demeanor cracking quickly as Maya advanced with her horse cock and chair swinging. Omigra scrambled backwards, legs fumbling as he circled the table to stay out of the range of Maya’s wild swings. He tried and tried to start weaving a new spell, but always a chair came down to interrupt. “Dynja! Dynja to me, at once!”<br/><br/>In that instant she was there. Dynja’s eyes widened as she realized the state of things. “Master!” she shouted, panic visiting her tone. Her arms rose above the head to defend the blow meant for him. The fine fabric of her suit and the pale skin of her hands lost its etherealness and became solid as as wood cracked and splintered against them. “Ouch… Ugh. M-master, are you alright? You wench!” Her gaze shot to Maya, ghostly eyes burning with pale fury. “You dare refuse master’s gifts and attack him? I shall-”<br/><br/>“Dynja… Take her out and bring her with me. We’ll be in the laboratorium,” Omigri interrupted. He had retreated around the table, to where rest of Maya’s party had nodded off. His wand had weaved through the circles of another spell. As it finished his form began to fade into little specks of silver dust from head to toe. And as he faded his hands moved to touch Mey, Anahita, and Alex. Their bodies crumbled and faded with him as Omigri took them to his ‘laboratorium’.<br/><br/>The butler kept Maya busy, turning onto the offensive. She ducked and weaved through the attacks, and what she could not she did her best to block with her arms. In a moment of seconds the butler proved herself a capable fighter. Her fists moved rarely, but when they did their ability to phase through matter made dodging and blocking immensely difficult.<br/><br/><strong>Maya. Your friends have been kidnapped by Omigri who called the butler in his defense to distract you. You’re now alone in the observation room with partially eaten bruch, a horse boner, angry butler, and a bunch of chairs with you. What do you do?</strong><br/><br/>It all happened very quickly. Sparrow finds the door that he had come through suddenly unguarded. Sounds of battle ring from the observation room. He can tell that Maya is exchanging blows. It’s hard to tell if she is winning or not. The others have gone silent as has the once talkative wizard.<br/><br/>Beyond the exit of the toilet Sparrow sees the hallway they came through. Many a strange door adorn its length. Everything is signed with beautiful golden engravings. There’s ‘Master’s Chambers’, ‘Kitchen’, ‘Disposal’, ‘Laboratorium’, and ‘Gallery’.<br/><br/><strong>Sparrow things changed quite quickly back there, but you still have choices to make even if you’re unaware of how things are transpiring. However, you now have seemingly unguarded access to parts of the manor. What do you do?</strong><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/c1a8/i/2017/142/9/e/dr__archive_by_harpiya-dba1ioa.jpg)</div><br/>Mei, Anahita, and Alexander awaken. The fevered dream of erotic hallucinations and mind bending desires flakes off of their eyes. Memories of it quickly fade though the heat and need its vision imprinted on them does not. The trio are in a large chamber lit by strange green hues emanating from various tanks, jars, and vials around them. The ceiling is black, walls are of darker marble and decorated by pretty pretty arcs. Same arcs as those that they met in that friendly wizard’s home…<br/><br/>“How are you feeling?” Omigri asked, eyes shifting between the three. His lips are pressed in a stressed smile. “Oh, I would stay still. I will free you once the injection begins to work its magic.”<br/><br/>Injection? Indeed, on a small trolley table before him Omigri has three empty syringes. Glowing pink fluid dribbles from their tips. Next to them lie six more cartridges - refills. Behind them he has… Attempts to move make the adventurers realize their position. They each lie fully naked on thinly cushioned tables at a low tilted angle. The wizard has them cuffed by each limb to the table surface and collared them tight with leather straps to pacify the worst of their wiggling.<br/><br/>Full magnitude of the room’s decor starts to dawn. There are numerous specimen tables with bondage straps lining the walls. Chains and shackles hang from the ceiling, teetering above those fluid tanks. What’s more within one of the green glow filled ones sleeps a bound form of a female (https://i.imgur.com/RbJDslV.png), arms secured above her head. Moth feathers of her hair and wings float gently to the humming within the tank. Although she is obviously a monster of the Anus she is beautiful, blessed with a figure not often found in the world above.<br/><br/>Omigri draws his gaze away from her. “Let’s see. Going by the probabilities at least one of you should turn out success - both beautiful and strong of will without any shred of mental taint. The other two? Well, you will make great contributions to the forward of the Arcane. Hahaha!” Omigri seems to have found something funny. “Oh, I just realized. Two of you do appreciate the Arcane so that would fit just perfectly!”<br/><br/>As he chuckled the trio felt something, and saw. Veins around their chests throbbed with bright pink. It gathered in their heart until they could see it through the chest, throbbing with every beat. Something began to change. It was not pain that began to wreck their nerves, but a blinding wave of pleasure, though not up to an orgasm. Bound as they were it was impossible to finish it by themselves.<br/><br/>Looking down Alexander saw his body morph all around him. His hands began shrinking and arms shriveling as muscles withdrew. It felt harder to fight against the cuffs. His voice grew higher in pitch. His chiseled chest ached as each breath pulled in his shoulders and torso, simultaneously pushing gentle mounds to rise from below his quickly stiffening nipples. He could still see and feel his hard-on below the breasts, rising from hips way too wide to be his own. Memories of his dream began to flood back. He knew what slutty depths all three syringes would lead to.<br/><br/>At the same time Anahita writhed to different changes. Every grunt and whimper her tongue relaxed until she found it whipping about before her face, licking air few or few feet away. She felt sharp fangs tickle against it and could feel her canines protruding in long pointed spears. On one of the mirror-like surfaces of a nearby glass tank she saw slit eyes of a snake or a demon look back at her.<br/><br/>The two also saw Mei. Poor thing. Perhaps the concoction was not meant for druids? Her form flickered between a thousand, changing from one monster girl to another as Mei screamed in agony, writhing against the cuffs. The reaction surprised Omigri.<br/><br/>“Wha- What is this? I- Readings… Readings… Quickly now.” Ignoring the two he rushed behind Mei’s bondage table, set it to level and began pushing her to the other edge of the chamber beneath some Arcane diagnostics device. “Quickly now… Dynja, where are you… I- I had the answer all along…”<br/><br/><strong>Anahita and Alexander. You are bound to tables like some experimental subjects and have been injected with a transformative agent that changed your bodies (you may add some details by yourselves if you like). The creepy wizard host took your still suffering comrade beneath some lab equipment to analyze her odd response to that very same pink fluid. He is wholly absorbed in it and the arousal that held your minds in a haze starts to settle. Maya and Sparrow are nowhere to be seen and you have no idea where they could be. If you don’t do something now he will most likely continue the experiment with you, transforming you fully into monsters of the Anus. Adventurers what do you do?</strong>