A Grand Tomorrow (For BubbleLord)

[Floozer]

Zephyr shudders as her body easily doubles in thickness and size, flexing her new powerful arms as she picks up her shield "Oh I bet they have another exit somewhere around here we can use. Now thne... stand back father." She holds her shield with both hands and brings it back, taking a deep breath before slamming it into the rubble.

The effect is... rather surprising, as the rubble is both blow backwards while a lot of it is broken into tiny little pieces which scatter in all directions. Orval has to shield his eyes lest debree get into them from the force of the impact.

"Oops... a bit too much force I think. Father, how long will this last? I would... still like to put my shirt back on."

 

[BubbleLord]

Orval had shielded himself, waiting for it to all end before reaching down to grab her shirt and top in his right hand while the left grabbed her armor. By the time he finished gathering them and she had asked her question, she'd feel the muscles fading away and her tits left unsupported by the beastly power. All in time, of course, for him to hand the girl her things.

"Long enough. I want you to stay here. I'm going to go ahead and scout. Once the others arrive, head down my way... got it? We'll meet up and decide what to do from there."

He'd wait only long enough for his daughter to take her things, not in the mood to argue. She had known his word would be final before they entered... and he wasn't going to let her defy him without punishment. If she wanted to come, she'd pay for it later...

 

[Floozer]

Zephyr is going to argue, as she always does when he tries to leave... but bites her tongue and simply gets dressed again "Yes father... I will wait here. Please be safe."

In front of him is another long hall.. that ends with another path goign left and right. No signs point the way as members are likely expected to simply remember the place.

 

[BubbleLord]

As he neared the intersection and readied his axe, Orval knew he had to give his daughter directions behind him. A cut into the stone gave her an arrow to follow to the right, the man turning and continuing down...

 

[Floozer]

The hall was... eerily silent as he traveled down. His own foot steps echoed off the walls and the sound of his own breathing was all he could hear. Finally he came to a large wooden dor, locked up tight. It is the only way to proceed in this direction though.

 

[BubbleLord]

"A door? Not a problem..."

Moving close, he'd gently rest a free hand on the door. He lowered slightly and pushed his fingers against a small section of the door. Morphing part of it would be too hard to make a viewing hole... so instead he simply used his magic to lighten the door and try to slowly open it. With luck, he would be able to slip it open and sneak in on whatever might be going on. If he found an exquisite bitch, the leader sleeping with their ass up, or some nicer axe... maybe he'd finally make a nice start to this risky deception. Or just a nice hiding spot for Tabby...

 

[Floozer]

The door slowly pushed open to reveal... boxes. Lots and lots of boxes. some were huge, some were small, long, fat... it was a grab bag of boxes. This is obviously their store room! Anything could be in here, all he had to do was pick the right box. No people were in here obviously, but a weapon woudl be in a larger box, contraband in smaller boxes, armor in larger boxes... it all depends on what he wants.

 

[BubbleLord]

With the door open and the boxes before him, Orval let out a small sigh of relief. Any day he didn't need to kill was nice. Moving inside, he'd move to open one of the small boxes with a grumble.

"I wonder what these guys have... be nice if they could give me a new avenue for money..."

 

[Floozer]

Opening up the small bock revealed lots and lots of little brown satchels. Inside of them was a gold powder Orval has known about since day one. Fairy dust. this stuff is highly expensive and even more kept under wraps. you need several permits to even own the stuff and even more to use it in anything. It makes people halucinate, feel intense bouts of joy and pleasure... Just this box along is probably worth twenty thousand gold coins.

 

[BubbleLord]

The discovery of fairy dust was definitely interesting. Gently reaching to grab one satchel, he'd remove it and dump enough so that its contents weren't easy to identify. Only then, with the contents minimized, would he bring the satchel to his hip. A handful of fairy dust was enough to likely incapacitate any foe. Or, in his case, maybe a big angry bullman. All the same, he turned and started back the way he came, leaving the door wide open for now as he made his way back toward the intersection. Once there, he could scratch through the mark and make a new one... then explore the other direction.

 

[Floozer]

back down the other hallway leads to three doors. One on the left, one dead ahead and one to the right. The one to the left is the only one unlocked and that is shown why when he discovers a bathroom, rather dirty and unpleasant, while the other two have locks on them.

 

[BubbleLord]

The bathroom at least eliminated one dilemma. Moving straight ahead, he'd repeat the technique from before and ready his weapon. Hopefully he'd hear Zephyr calling or coming along soon...

 

[Floozer]

This room is full of unlight torches and scrolls that likely activate the ever burning flame, a simple restock room. The dissapointment is short lived as Zephyr pops around the corner and calls down to him "Father! the others are here... if you want to come back and set the next phase in motion!"

 

[BubbleLord]

There was one more room, but Orval doubted there could be anything of value in there. Grumbling, though, he grabbed a bundle of the scrolls and fixed them to his belt. Magical flame wasn't in his element at all, so it might be useful.

Moving back, he'd simply sigh as he neared the meetup.

"Well, there's a storage room back there. I think hiding her there is a good idea. We'll go rushing after those two... look for the markings and you'll find it. Maybe you can try to figure out what all they've got here."

 

[Floozer]

Belle smiles and nods with Tabby in front of her "The storage room seems fine enough. We can poke around inside of the boxes and see if there is anything inside worth taking."

Tabby nods along with Belle "Right... just be careful with my dad... you know how his temper gets in the way of rational thoughts."

"Father, we should get moving... I can't hear the fighting any more which means they have moved faster than expected."

 

[BubbleLord]

"Right... and that means they could get into too much trouble."

He'd move close to Tabby, grasping her ass firmly before pulling her close to whisper to her.

"Stay hidden... but if some thug finds you, you may need to seduce him. Be safe or this plan won't work at all."

Releasing her and knowing she'd likely get the extent she'd have to go, he'd turn and motion for Zephyr to follow. Taking the lead while readying his axe, he started at a brisk jog before he considered speaking.

"I'll need to get you a lighter set of armor when we get back. Your plate makes sure you couldn't sneak around like I could in my leather. Maybe put that mithril to use since the others didn't want to use it..."

 

[Floozer]

Tabby nods her head and walks off with Belle to find a good spot to hide.

Zephyr jogs along with Orval, looking down at her plate with a frown. "But I like my plate, it stops hits very well and has a rather intimidating feel to it don't you think? I suppose lighter gear could work so long as it isn't wimpy looking."

As the two go further in they start to find battered and beaten bodies of thugs wearing the remains of steel plate armor. Most of their gear has crumpled under the heavy blows of their two juggernauts. The only pieces that are certainly still good are the shields and swords they all have.

Zephyr stops to examine one body "Father... this is high quality steel, almost as good as my own and they are putting it out for standard soldiers.... this group might be more than we think. Or at least more wide spread than originally estimated."

 

[BubbleLord]

Orval came to a halt when his daughter did, but didn't turn to face her until her discovery.

"If that's the case, then all the more reason to bring them under our friend's thumb and take the leader into our fold as a slave to fuck or have serve. It could also be these soldiers are just some elite guard stationed here. All the same, besting them seems all the more vital to ensure they can't strike against us..."

Hefting one of the two collars he had brought with him free, he'd move over and offer it to his daughter with a small smile.

"Just focus on the job. Hold one of the collars in case I get pinned or you need to capture someone for us. Don't overthink our enemies... not when we need to still catch-up and help your uncle."

 

[Floozer]

"Right." She stands up and takes the collar from him with a firm nod. "Up ahead seems to widen out a bit, likely a check point or something. Lets move!"

She takes off with Orval once more, soon arriving at a large square room with several bunks, a few tables and benches, a make shift kitchen like area and only two ways out. One way leads deeper in while the other must be another off shoot like before. The room looks like a twister blew through it, with beds flipped and dead guards all over the floor. The floor and walls are marked with deep cuts and fist shaped imprints.

Their thoughts are thrown off, however, when Gurkin comes flying down the side hall and crashes into some of the remaining beds. When the dust settles they can see Gurkin is still conscious but bleeding and woozy. "Got... a bit of a problem...." He mutters while trying to reach his axe and failing.

From down the hall comes... Grunder, and he is pissed! His eyes are completely blood shot, nearly foaming at the mouth and shaking with barely controlled rage. His eyes snap over to Orval and Zephyr.

"YOU.... LIED.... TO ME!" He screams at the top of his lungs.

 

[BubbleLord]

The fact that Grunder found out was enough to immediately make Orval's fists tighten hard enough to turn white around the axe handle. The collar around his neck was there for a reason... and playing around with a big, hulking angry bull wasn't going to happen. Especially after he just man-handled the only other individual who could help them take this place without a second thought. Reaching outward with his ring-bearing hand, he made certain to speak with a commanding tone to use its power that he had used only once or twice to end fights back home. Never once had he been forced to use it on Grunder... but it was clear his free-will would endanger his daughter who would fight to protect him even against her uncle.

"I'm sorry, Grunder... but your will is not your own!"

 

[Floozer]

Grunders eyes widen and his collar sparks to life... but something is wrong! Sparks fly from the collar as he falls to his knees, hands flying up to clutch at the device around his neck while he screams in agony.

Zephyr watches with horrified eyes as her uncle is tormented in front of her "Father! What is going on!? That isn't supposed to happen is it?!"

Orval's ring is flashing colors and the magic feed back if fierce, trying even his experienced mind to stay in control. Rage... pure, unfiltered and no longer controlled rage is boiling from Grunder as she pulls at his collar. It seems his anger is supplementing his will enough to resist the collar... though at great cost. Orval can feel the bull man slipping away. At this rate... only anger will remain.

 

[BubbleLord]

With the sensations of the ring making it clear he couldn't break Grunder's will, he could only snarl in understanding that this was something he'd have to do. And that meant he was already hardening his knuckles to be like diamond. He might not have the strength normally to outright beat Grunder down... but his newer form and the diamond-hardened knuckles meant his punches would knock even the raging bull man down a peg. Dropping his axe, he rush forward and swing a punch at the agony-ridden bull to try and knock him out. All, of course, while finally speaking the release phrase while barking an order to his daughter.

"By my mercy, you may act! Zephyr, we have to subdue your uncle! Help keep him busy... if I can get a good grip on his clothes, I can make them too heavy even for him to move!"

 

[Floozer]

The collar shuts off and the moment it does Grunder shatters it from around his neck, only to look up and get a face full of diamond fist to the cheek which sends him sprawling onto his back. his eyes are unfocused and still delirious from what just happened... but by sheer force of will he stands back up onto his hooves, all that anger now pointed at Orval!

Zephyr dashes forward, raising her shield to try and stop her uncle from charging, but the anger blind bull just bowls her over like she was a leaf!

Grunder brings one meaty fist down at Orval, missing only by a hair but the impact throws him to the side, rolling across the floor as Grunders fists breaks into the solid floor.

 

[BubbleLord]

Seeing the damage would have been worrying, but Grunder wasn't facing the more sensible Orval. This one hardened his back and strengthened his arms as he saw the first daughter he ever saw into the world get tossed by the one who she'd looked up to and been trained somewhat by. One of her idols and family attacked her... and before Grunder could recover, Orval was on the bull's back and wrapped the now powerful arms tight around his neck in a sleeper hold. All while flexing his own anger-fueled muscles with a snarl.

"I lied and you think that gives you right to fucking hurt my daughter?! I'll kill you before I let this side of you near her or your own, you furious shit! Maybe if you weren't such a fucking predictable shit I'd have told you the truth!"

His magic began to work on the bull... but not on his clothes. It was time to make Grunder into a demilitarized faux-cow of a bull. He'd threatened the bull before... but he wasn't ready to strip Grunder of his masculine identity entirely. Maybe he'd earn it back... but for now, he had a trap bull to make!

 

[Floozer]

While Orval's magic was taking affect.... it was a slow process, a process made even harder by the sudden impact of Orval to the wall as Grunder started smashing him into anything and everything he could find.

His shoulders lost some bulk and Orval met the wall again. His arms slimmed down and Orval found a bed smashed over his skull. His chest and core slimmed a bit and Orval was smahsed into the other wall. His legs slimmed down and in return the two of them crashed into the kitchen counter.

Could Orval hold on much longer? Hard to tell. While each blow was weaker than the last, not even his magic could stop so much force while also trying to change the bull.

 

[BubbleLord]

Orval winced and cursed through it all, his anger fighting to keep him going. His magic stopped weighing down the brute, reinforcing Orval, and even changing him. He'd done significant changes to weaken the bull... and now focused his magic on himself. His arms tightened around Grunder and he pulled him back. He pinned himself beneath the bull, his legs wrapping around and over to bind the bull from getting up. Then, he simply made himself stronger while hoping he'd strangle the bull enough to finally pass out and soon.

"Just... pass out... you... fuck!"

 

[Floozer]

Grunder Thrashes about in his grip, his slightly smaller body and already tired state making things rather difficult for the bull. The finishing blow comes from Zephyr though as she steps foward and gives him a firm bonk on the head with the pommel of her sword, knocking Grunder out without any more trouble.

she steps back and looks to the side, not wanting to look at what had just happened before her.

 

[BubbleLord]

With Grunder finally subdued, it was time to turn him over and pin him. Orval reached to the collar, hefting it up and linking it around the rebellious bull to ensure there wasn't any chance he wakes up to fight again. It also meant that he grasped the male by the hair to ensure the bull had some blunted bitch horns. Then, he finally rose and kept hold of one to keep making Grunder into a male who couldn't bust the collar and could ride his cock after all this as punishment. It was the time to put his foot down with the bull... if he understood, he could undo the changes.

"Thank you... Zephyr. Check on Gurkin... we can't win if even he's down... used a lot... of my magic. Still... need to use more."

 

[Floozer]

".... Yea, ok then." She walks over to Gurkin who has alrady pushd himself up to a sitting position. "He isn't hurt that badly father... just roughed up by the looks of it... How is that possible? We saw you crash through the beds!"

"Why do you think... Estelle keeps me around?" He holds up is arm that Orval saw was bleeding earlier... which has already sealed up and the bruise fading away. "Long story short, I regenerate. How is that possible you ask? Magic of course, not my own though. I can explain it all later.Just give me a few minutes to bounce back.

Every so slowly Grunder's stubborn body is fading away, becoming far less powerful and threatening... but also removing his ability to work any kind of forge. his horns are now short like a cows, even Belle has bigger horns than that. His muscle tone is slipping away along with his bulk. A few more minutes and there will be nothing left of the once mighty bull.

"So... he finally broke huh?" Comes Belle's voice from the doorway. her eyes are full of regret as she watches her brother wither away "Ya know.... this is all my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned him to you. I knew this would happen, you can't work with people Orval, only over them."

 

[BubbleLord]

"Wrong... I amworking with others now. If Grunder didn't snap and resort to pummeling me so easily, I wouldn't have to do this. Besides... he'd have never got his wife or daughter without me. That seems like something worth the bad. I'll just have to focus on changing him to not fly into a blind combative rage."

The big bull would never truly be gone, he knew. The images of Grunder in the minds of the others could be used to bring him to old form again. Hefting him up and onto his shoulder once he was light enough, Orval turned to face one of his wives.

"Once he's calmed down and I have time to make him realize attacking us and our friends isn't going to fly anymore, I'll let him become himself again. But he attacked our daughter, Belle... I can't risk letting him do that again. Despite all the fucking, my family matters."

Moving closer, he'd reach to grasp her left hand and pull it to rest on his heart as he met her gaze.

"Once my magic finishes, take him and Tabby back to the brothel. Ask Estelle to bind him to be safe. Once we're done here, we'll join you... and we'll all address this together."