Illith

Featuring Warrior Lance, Simon and Illith © Ximon & Egger Righteous!

This is a work of fiction. No animal, vegetable or mineral was harmed, maltreated or detained in any way by the creation or execution of this story.

Written by Egger Righteous.

 

Prologue

Many years ago, a good commoner known only as Illith lived on the edge of a quiet medieval town. She lived alone, living a simple life. She grew her own vegetables for food. She came into town infrequently, picking up odds and ends she needed from time to time, and then she would quickly retreat to her home. But one day, she hurried into town to see the apothecary. She noticed a rash that was spreading quickly over her arm. She claimed the rash started from a wound where she pricked herself on a strange weed. The apothecary tried everything within his power but couldn't stop the rash. Slowly, the evil within the wound corrupted Illith. She started to change. Illith cursed the town for the evil that had invaded her body and promised to have her revenge. She madly ran into the forests that surrounded the town, disappearing into a hidden cave deep within the forest.

Over the months and years that followed, people living in the quiet town started to disappear without a trace. People who worked in the forests never returned home. No bodies were ever found. Food grown in the fields would die without cause. The townsfolk were very concerned. Was Illith still alive? And worse, was she making good on her threat? The entire town demanded action. The Town Elders appointed a warrior to find and slay Illith once and for all.

Chapter 1

"It will be you, Warrior Lance! You have been chosen as our savior!"

Lance looked up. His face went pale. The coyote morph had only been in the Town Protectors Team for a year. He enjoyed keeping the town safe, but this?

Lance's pal, Simon, a skunk morph, patted him on the back and congratulated Lance on his impending quest.

"They couldn't have picked a better morph than you, Lance," quipped Simon.

"Geez, Simon, you really know how to make a guy feel good," Lance replied.

The Town Elder spoke again, "And you, Simon! You shall be at Lance's side to assist this very difficult task!"

Simon looked up. His face went pale.

Simon was the same age as Lance, though he wasn't as skilled at fighting as Lance was. Being a skunk, spraying and running was Simon's way of dealing with a fight.

Lance and Simon went to outfit themselves. They chose to wear light, durable clothing, tough boots and simple weapons. Simon carried a sword, while Lance chose a dagger in his belt and another in his boot.

After saying goodbye to their families, the duo went off into the dark forest, searching for Illith.

 

Chapter 2

Lance slowly worked his way through the dense forest, cutting dead vines in his path with his dagger. As he and Simon moved in deeper into the forest, he noticed many more dead vines around. The forest seemed ominous and spooky. Simon's teeth started chattering from fear. They worked their way to the side of a dark hill and saw a passage into the hillside. Lance pointed his dagger to the entry and Simon followed Lance inside the dark entryway.

Both morphs looked around. They noticed vines on the ground, growing around the walls and up to the ceiling of the cave. Then, Simon gasped. One of the vines twitched in an unnatural way. Lance tried to calm Simon down, but Simon was scared.

"There!" Simon screamed and pointed at the far wall.

Across the cave, another vine felt the presence of two scared morphs disturbing its domain. Then another. And another. It was too much for Simon to handle. He withdrew his sword and screamed, "Back! Get back!"

Lance turned around to see Simon get attacked by multiple vines, forcibly grabbing at his limbs. Simon screamed in fear, dropping his sword as the vines grabbed into his flesh and pulled on his limbs. The vines pulled Simon up into the air about two feet and dug into his flesh.

"Siiiiiiiiii - mon!" Lance screamed and started to run towards Simon. Lance took a step closer to Simon as the skunk morph started gasping for air. A second later, the vines pulled Simon to pieces, his arms and legs pulled from his body. Simon's torso fell to the ground, dead and bleeding. The vines attacked the torso apparently feeding off the blood and flesh.

Lance jumped back, away from the vines and pulled out his dagger. The vines started to attack Lance. Lance darted out of the way and slashed at the attacking vines, cutting them all.

Lance started to run into the cave, looking for the source of the vines. As Lance ran deeper into the cave, the walls got brighter green. It seemed like the entire cave was mimicking the sound of a heartbeat of something close by.

Chapter 3

Lance turned a corner and felt something grab at his right wrist. It happened so fast, he couldn't stop or react to it fast enough. He dropped his dagger as the vine wrapped itself tighter around the morph's wrist, pulling his arm out tightly. Then, like a whip, another vine snapped out from the darkness around his left wrist. Lance gasped and saw more vines coming for him. Lance struggled violently, trying anything he could to escape, remembering what these evil vines just did to Simon.

Then, he noticed a dark, shadowy shape in a cavern just up ahead. The vines holding him prisoner grabbed his furry flesh tighter. The dark shape got closer, but Lance still couldn't make out what it was. Lance looked down as the vines had torn through his pants and managed to get his boots off. Lance's hidden boot dagger fell out of his right boot. They were starting to work on his shirt. He snarled as the shape came closer.

Lance sneered at the shape. It seemed to be commanding the vines, pulling the helpless coyote closer to the dark shape. Two vines appeared around either side of the dark shape and slowly formed mouths and lips. Another vine appeared with a strange receptacle at its tip.

"A warr-rrrr-rrrr-rrrr-ior…"

Lance looked closely at the dark shape and noticed it didn't say anything. The two mouth vines squirmed up to Lance like snakes. They slid under his shirt and started writhing around in front of him. Lance gasped as the vines spoke once again.

"Hun-gerrrrrrrrrrr! We hun-gerrrrrrrrr!"

Lance spat at one of the vines. It hissed back at him and began to tear through his shirt like it was made of paper. More vines assaulted the bound coyote, going under his belt and pants, tearing through all of his clothes, leaving him nearly naked and exposed. Lance growled and struggled as the dark shape moved closer and started to become clearer. Lance felt more vines from overhead slither down, grab his bound wrists and pulled his arms over his head. He was helpless to defend himself. His nearly naked body now bound by vines, he felt the cold dankness of this place start to envelope his defenselessness. Lance felt some of the vines start to wrap around his muzzle, forming a green gag. He tried to bite through the sinister vines, but the vines were as hard as iron.

Chapter 4

The dark shape came closer into view. It was clear that this was Illith, the kindly outsider who had been twisted by some unnatural evil. She silently gazed upon Lance's helplessness and moved closer to him. As she got closer, Lance noticed his boot dagger lying on the ground. He struggled to pull himself down close enough to grab at it with his left foot and toes, hoping to cut his way out of this predicament. Lance bit down onto the vines wrapped around his muzzle and struggled desperately to grab at the hilt of his dagger with his toes.

Lance managed to grab the dagger, lifting the dagger about an inch, and then he bent himself in half, lifting his legs and trying to aim the sharp blade of the dagger at the vines holding his arms over his head. He managed to fling the dagger into the air, bending himself at the waist and unexpectedly showing off his soles, privates and underside to the Dark Queen of Vines. Her expressionless face perked for just a moment as the blade fell somewhere into the darkness. Illith moved up to Lance and motioned with her hand. Suddenly, vines surrounded Lance's naked body, ripping off the little bit of modesty he still had. The tiny cloth that was his only clothing fell to the ground and was torn to shreds. More vines started wrapping themselves around Lance's wrists and ankles, lifting him into the air and spreading him wide, making his body very exposed. The vines then attacked him with gentle slithering motions and feather-like tickling sensations over his nipples, feet, toes and his privates.

"He-e-eeee-eee-eeeeee-eeeeey!! Whaa-aaahaahaaaha-haaaa-haaaaaaaaaa is theeeeeheeeheeeeeeheeee-is??!"

Lance didn't realize how ticklish he really was. His defenseless toes and soles felt an attack worse than any weapon he ever felt before. Slow, torturous wisps of soft feather-like vines tickled and rubbed up against his poor soles. Lance's toes curled in protest, but he couldn't stop the playful teasings the Dark Queen had in mind for him.

"Noooo-eeeeeheeeeeahaaahaaaaahaaaaaa!! Aaaaahahahahahahaaa! Nooo! Not there!! Nooo! Noooooohohohooooohaaaahaaaaaa!! Ple-heeeeeheheeheheeeeeeease!"

Lance giggled and whined like a schoolboy. This was so humiliating for a seasoned warrior like him. He never expected he would end up being played with by an evil entity for her amusement. The evil vines curled around each of his toes, pulling them back tightly and separating each toe as two evil vines with sharp tips ran up and down his soles and arches. Lance pulled hopelessly at the live bonds to no avail. The vines were too strong and Lance couldn't do anything to stop this evil torture.

"Heeeeeeeheahahahaahahhaaaaahaaaaa!! Aahhh!! Aaaaaaahhh!! Bwahaahahaha-haaaaaaaaa!! No!!! Nooohoooohohohhoohhhh! Not my to-hoohhoohohhhohohohhhoes!! Pleee-heeeheeheeeheeeeeease!! Pleeee-heeeheease stop!"

Lance's eyes were wet from tears. Lance had never been tickled like this in all his life. After a short time, Lance felt the tickling stop. He felt the vines pull on his limbs harder. Lance's arms and legs felt as if they were being pulled apart, just like Simon a short time earlier. Lance was afraid he was going to end up like Simon.

 

Chapter 5

Lance's body was like jelly after being tickled and teased for what seemed to be an eternity. The Dark Queen moved closer to Lance and motioned once again. The vines reacted as Lance flinched, wondering if the tickling would start again.

Lance's wrists felt very sore as the vines held his arms over his head tightly, holding him in the air a few inches off the ground. More vines held his ankles tightly, spreading his legs apart, exposing himself to the Queen.

Suddenly, he felt something cover his groin. It was warm and wet. Oozing something very wet. His cock started to swell and grow hard. Lance felt a vine completely envelope his cock, slowly sliding along its length and pulling on it, as if the vine was trying to milk Lance of his seed for food. Lance moaned and struggled, trying to escape. After a few seconds, the feeling over his cock shaft made him stop struggling. The Dark Queen rubbed the side of his muzzle with her fingers, trying to comfort the defenseless warrior. Lance grimaced, sickened by the whole ordeal. Lance felt a vine wrap around his neck. The vine started to grip tighter and tighter. He started choking a bit as the vine covering his cock sucked harder. There was something inside the vine oozing a chemical, making his cock grow very hard and swollen. And something else inside the vine was tickling the edges of his cock slit deviously. Lance felt more vulnerable that he ever did before. Being raped and completely helpless to stop his torture was humiliating. Suddenly, he felt an orgasmic shock hit his brain as he felt the vine suck harder, the strange thing inside the vine vibrated and tickled his cock slit and head quickly. Lance's body grew rigid as he suddenly climaxed into the vine's orifice! Lance's toes curled as he threw his head back, crying out with orgasmic lust! The vine swallowed Lance's liquid seed quickly, siphoning it out of Lance's cock slit as fast as Lance could produce it. The Dark Queen rubbed his face silently, licking her lips, as if she could taste his seed in her mouth.

Chapter 6

Lance looked into her eyes, very weak from his ordeal. The Dark Queen released the tired warrior from the grips of her vines. Lance was not a threat to her in his weakened state. The weakened coyote caught a glimpse of where his shining dagger blade came to rest. It was just a few feet away. The Dark Queen forced Lance into a submissive kneeling position facing the Queen.

One of her vines stroked under his chin and lifted his head, forcing him to gaze into the Queen's face. She stroked his muzzle and face gently, almost caring for him. One of the mouth vines curled up against him and spoke.

"Mmmmmm-mmmmm. Th-h-h-at was ni-i-i-i-i-ce!"

Lance turned his head away from her face, grimacing. Suddenly, a vine wrapped around Lance's neck and squeezed tightly in rhythm with the beat of the Queen's heart.

"Good ni-i-i-i-ght, sweee-eeee-eeeee-t prince!"

Lance found the strength to pull the vine off his neck. Once he was free, he rolled to his dagger. The Dark Queen's mouth vines screamed in terror.

"Nooo-oooo-oooo!!"

Lance pointed the blade right at her head. Lance aimed and threw the blade at the Dark Queen. Her eyes grew wide as she commanded her vines to protect her. Just as the vines were forming a barrier around the Queen, the dagger hit its mark squarely in the Dark Queen's forehead.

The Dark Queen's vines started to writhe around her body, seeking out the cause of her pain but it was too late. She lunged forward and collapsed right in front of Lance's naked body. Lance collapsed in front of the Dark Queen's remains. He turned her over gazing into her dead eyes, the dagger still lodged in her forehead. Lance spat into her face and sneered back at her.

"You first, bitch."