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A Night in Evermourn Forest (SSBBW) Part 12

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[Chapter 24: The Nobles, Red, and Rosemary]
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The scent of blood grew stronger and stronger as the group traversed the dark hallway. Pandora trudged to the final door, and the entrance creaked opened as she drew close. Blood soaked the floor and was spreading like an enormous puddle.

Inside the throne room—a place that seemed impossibly massive—there were monster-girls bloated to extreme sizes. Together they made a chorus of begging, crying, screaming, and cursing. Everyone seemed engorged with blood and could barely move. The hostages weren’t injured, but gore drenched their fat bodies.

“You were all blessed with the power to bleed and bear offspring,” the witch said, pressing her hand into the colossal belly of Caroline.

“To bleed for bloodcraft is to honor said blessing,” she added. “Femininefolk who refuse the needle, and horde precious blood in their veins, are nothing more than vampwretches. Bloated and engorged. Fat with ichor like the parasitical bats.”

Pandora was now paler than a sheet. Sweat trickled down her brow as she swallowed hard. She knew that fairy mask, and she knew the red witch. The kitsune was fond of scaring her schoolmates with Bloody Rosemary’s tale back when she was a child.

The fairy that insulted Crimson began to cry softly. “My cousins need me, if I die here—”

“Keep your wits,” Pandora said. “I promise we have an answer for this.”

“Lies,” a vampire replied. “She’ll turn you into an Engorged if you have blood.”

Pandora muttered as she clenched her fist. “Our answer doesn’t have blood, you cockroach.”

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Red raced into the throne room and saw the world of blubber called Engorged Pandora. Her astronomical belly must’ve weighed over a few tons, and it proved how massive the chamber was. The bloated hostages were trapped like queen bees in a hive. But instead of honey, thick blood dripped, oozed, and pooled everywhere.

“The First Inquisitors will surely come,” a harpy laughed in hysteria. “The boys will march in and slaughter the spawnbeasts. I’m sure of it.”

She fanned herself with a wing, dramatically, and behaved like a noblemaiden at the opera.

“Yes, yes,” an imp replied. The lady combed her bloody claw through gorgeous hair. “The Chruch’s Sons must be on their way now. Do you hear the cathedral clock? Doesn’t it chime so sweetly at the hour of execution?”

A wasp-girl chuckled. “Remember the Purge of Avonwest? I hope my eyes can witness heroism like that.”

“Are my eyes playing tricks on me?” A lizard-girl said. “I think I saw an adorable red rabbit. Come here, little rabbit. Hahaha!”

Splish-splosh, Red hurried his tiny feet across the bloody floor. To the 12-inch robot, nearly everyone was giant with fat and liquid. But not everyone was losing sanity. As commotion spurred among the hostages, Red climbed up Pandora and perched on her gargantuan bosom so she could see him.

Dialogue was kept to the vital points. Mostly.

“So where exactly is Rosemary?” Red wiped blood off his forehead. “Ace, I—"

“I assume you want a cleaning?” Pandora picked up Red and rubbed him against her tit as if polishing an apple. “And the witch departed to search for you,” she said. “Caroline uttered about your existence.”

Despite being covered in blood, Pandora was able to get Red dry and somewhat clean due to his size. When the robot was standing on her bosom again, he said thanks, and then turned to face the main entrance.

“I’ll get Rosemary outside and roll with the punches from there,” Red pointed at the enormous doors in the distance. “Can’t have a fight in here, sport.”

Pandora reached down and stroked his head with her fingers. “I apologize I can’t be more useful.”

“Hey, remember last week when I had nightmares about the Galaxian War? I was a wreck during those afterhours and guess who came to my rescue?”

Red turned to her and cracked a smile. “Let me pay back the favor, ace.”

Suddenly, a look of realization dawned on Pandora. “The Galaxian War…that’s it.

Puzzled, Red scratched his head. “What is?”

“There’s a person here who can help me perform a certain ritual,” Pandora replied. “Even if these bracelets are crippling to magic…there’s something I can do to assist.”

Red nodded. “Got it. I trust whatever plan you’re cooking up.”
 
Footsteps echoed in the chamber. Rosemary entered the room and Pandora signaled to Red that he should hide within her breasts. He zipped under a tit—a doughy boulder—and remained silent.

“Young ones,” Rosemary said, pinching the roll of an immobile rabbit-girl. “You’ll spend the rest of eternity hoarding fluid. This will be your punishment for—”

“I did nothing wrong!” A demoness replied, squirming in her overgrown state. “If my partner wants blood, I give it to her without second thought. I have no hate or fear of the needle.”

“If that were true, I wouldn’t have engorged you,” Rosemary said.

Red wondered if Rosemary knew this realm would collapse soon, and questioned if she could tell the woman was lying. But it didn’t seem like she could read minds.

Red took a breath, reviewed the raven’s words, and crawled out from under Pandora’s bosom. It was now or never. He stood on her immense belly and called to the witch.

Attention turned to Red and the room went silent.
 
“Bloody Rosemary,” he said three times. “Vashtin Hylock nol Myet—”

Alexandria and Crimson froze in shock. They knew this version of the legend, and what would happen if one spoke The Witch of Evermourn Forest.

“I do not fear death,” Red said in an arcane language. “Treasure I seek, all in all. The mask you wear I want to hold.”

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3-19-18
Hey guys! I'm uploading parts 10 - 14 today. 

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I get the feeling this is about to get violent...