Lulu's Wardrobe Malfunction
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The island looked so beautiful from up here. Lulu could see the village down below. She could make out movement and even spot some of her friends by the colour of their hair or the way they waddle or scuttle about about. They all look like little bugs from up here. She's sure she can make out Wakka and the baby walking along the beach, taking in the sun. Lulu's rich purple lips lift into a happy little smile... The calm has been good to her but that hasn't changed how the black mage presents herself to the world. Even living on a hot tropical island hasn't lessened her liking for heavy black leather and thick furs - She has an image to maintain after all. Today especially though, shes feeling the heat.
The bright sun beats down on the black mage. It makes the layers of ghostly white foundation sheen a little too much on her normally sombre face. It makes her rigid corset and her heavy skirt feel hot and smothering. "Aero". She whispers wave of green sparkling energy rises and a breeze wisps around her, cool beads of glistening sweat against her neck and the generous swell of her cleavage. Her stockings feel a little chaffing at the make of her knee's where the nylon is damp against her skin, which finally prompts Lulu to rise to her feet. The buckles arches across the front of her legs rattled as she stretched lethargically; Time to head back.
It wasn't such a long way back and all downhill. Even in the heavy platforms she wore, the walk home was never a chore and she enjoyed time alone every now and then. And once she'd gotten past the cavern, there wasn't much danger from monster's either. Not that the local creatures were much of a threat to such a powerful black mage. Passing the cave sometimes let her practice her spells if anything was dumb enough to jump out her. Today was different though. There was no trouble on her way the mountain. And as she approached the cavern on the way back it seemed just as quiet. Spookily quiet in fact. Even the birds in the tree's didn't make a sound just then. Lulu's could hear the sound of her feet on the sandy path.. the odd branch snapping under her boots and something else.. "Help". Lulu pauses and looks around. It's not quite a voice... more an echo... "help". I comes again.. spilling weakly from the mouth of the dark cavern....
Lulu looks into the darkness. She's not sure if she's truly hearing that voice, so weak and afraid or if's in her own mind but theirs a cold breeze coming from the cavern which wasn't there earlier. As it waved through her raven hair and billowed the tail of her dress, it occurred to Lulu that she's never felt such an ominous wind coming from the place. Lulu could have went back and got help. But she didn't want to worry the villager's. Besides, she'd never been afraid of the darkness. So Lulu followed the echo into the cavern. Torches along the wall erupted into light and fire as she walked deeper into the cavern, weaving around jagged rocks and overgrown bushes. Lulu expected something to jump out at her. This place was never safe. There was always some monster hungry enough or frightened enough to attack people but not this time. She could feel eyes watching from the shadows, but nothing dared to move. There was something much worse than Lulu down there... Something even monsters knew to hide from.
Lulu casually lit each torch as she delved deeper and deeper into the mountain with a mere sideways glace. The pathways stop looking so familiar as she continued. Warm reds and ambers dance across her pale white skin as the pathway narrows. The voice is stronger here. "please... Please help Ple-RRRKKK!". Lulu gasps at the pained cry and moved quickly to help the woman. She could tell it was a woman's voice now, frightened and in pain. At the other side of the impasse, the path opened up into a wide chamber, illuminated by blue flaming torches. Lulu hadn't lit them... In fact she'd never say fire like that. fire that seemed to bring an icey chill to the air. Lulu wraped her fleece around her shoulders and moved to the centre of the room. "Who's there? I cannot help if you hide in the shadows".
"No one is hiding", came the female voice, calm and sullen
"We have no need to hide - only to dream", they said in unison."
"And something woke you... Is that why you called?". Lulu's muttered as she looks around the area. Blue light dances all around her. At times she thought she could make out shapes around her. At times there was nothing at all.
"For the dream to go on there must be slumber". They said.
"I know understand?". Lulu turned on the spot, but the voice seems to come from everywhere at once. "I heard a voice... asking for help"
"You heard an echo".
Lull springs back and looked down. She was sure the voice came from her feat but there was nothing there but shadow and sand.
"An echo of your fate". They called out loud and forceful.
Rock creaked, rumbled and crashed. Lulu turned to see the two boulders she just squeezed through closing behind her her. She was trapped, and that biting, spiteful cold grew more and more intense as the entire cavern filled with that cool blue light. Fire spreads around her feet in deliberate lines. She watched is shock and fear as the flames formed a pentagram around her feet. She was stood in the centre along with the source of that weak voice. Half naked, ice white skin on display, dead eyes and a blank, vacant face looks up at her and she noticed the trail of black inky blood running from the corner of gaping purple lips. "For the dream to live on, the living must be put to rest."
Lulu felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise. "You don't to-"
"Test me". They chimed in and finished her sentence just as Lulu would have. "This as already happened and will happened again and again".
"Their dream.. our nightmare.. our eternity". The voice came from the blank, still lips of the one at her feet but when she looked down, there was nothing there. The Faith were there though, not the same that she encountered on the pilgrimage. There was something different about the shapes stood around the edge of pentagram. Face's hidden by hoods, bodies lost under the flowing robes. They seemed to hover in the air, but there eyes we're real. Bright blue embers burning in the shadow. "It is time", they chorused and Lulu hears buckles rattle and open.
One by down, Lulu's belts open and unfurled, revealing her long, porcelain white legs, covered in elegant sheer nylon and black lace. The belts slither and writhe like angry, venomous cobra's as Lulu's legs meet at the knees and both hands covered her lacy underwear. In that moment, the sorceress felt shy and girlish, which only seemed to amuse the malevolent spirits. The heavy leather whipped back toward her and bit painfully across her legs. Red welts rose across her her bare inner thighs as she shuddered and shrieked in pain. "ARRHHH!. Lulu tried to fight off her own dress. She grabbed for the belts but they whipped and smacked her hands then returned to her shaking, trembling legs. "ARRH ARRH ARRH ARHH NYYEEEE!".
Lulu fell when two metal buckles cracked into the back of her knees. She found herself kneeling as they watched on. Her mind was reeling, she was a strong mage, but she had never expected her own clothes to turn on. She'd never encountered the kind of power these twisted, hateful faith displayed. And her belts where still acting on their own. Some slithered free of the dress completely, some stayed and kept up the assault, flicking and lashing across her powerful thighs. She twisted and writhed in pain, which burned and stinged all the more in the frosty, cold air. Lulu kept trying to grab them but two belts snapped around her wrists and pulled her arms to the sides. She twisted and tugged but they held her firm, keeping her knelt before the spirits, her body forced into an arch. Her chest rose and fell in nervous breaths. She could feel more leather wrapping around her thighs and binding itself. She could feel the natural force, edging her thighs apart. "ughh nooo... what do you thinking your doing you creeps!?"
There was no answer from the ethereal figures. They watched in silence, they answered in silence. Lulu felt tension leaving her body, she could breath more easily than she had all day. It was a welcome feeling at first, until she realised that her corset was loosening. Each tie running up the centre of her back came loose. The ribbed fabric started to peel away from her hourglass figuire, even her plump, round breasts threatened to spill free. "oh Nooo you monsters no-OOPHHHH!".
In an instant all the strings contracted and the corset bite back into her body. It drove the air from her lungs and and parted her luscious purple lips. The involuntary shudder ran up through her body and her body and her pink tongue poked out of her mouth on a weak cough. "ughh". She groaned, fighting for breath... wha the meaning of... this?". The Faith smiled their unseen smiles as another invisible force pull tight on the back of her dress. The strings tailed away from their body, held suspended and stretching in the air. Lulu's corset creaked as it crushed into her sides until pressure built on her ribs and her breasts ballooned from the corsets generous neckline until she could feel her nipples, firm and rubbery from the cold, try to slip free.
Lulu's face contorted in pain. She could feel her bottom lip trembling as she clenched her teeth and tried to ignore the pressure, the pain building all over her torso.. She balled her fists and fought back the feeling of her eyes welling. "No.... No". She choked out on laboured whispers.. "I wont.. stand for.. this". She closed her eyes and focused her mind through the pain and embarrassment. Green energy pulsed from her grounded figuire and for just a moment. Lulu found her voice.. "Fir-rag-...."
"Silence!" The bellowed in unision. The air rushed around Lulu's blowing her hair back from her startled face and took the sound from her voice.. Silence.. A silence spell Lulu realised as her lips mouthed the last part of her spell but no sound would come... She was helpless now and she knew it. "oh no!". She mouthed, but no words came out. Panic rose from deep within her as the corset contracted again. She heard it... so did the faith.. The sound of ribs cracking as she shook and trembled and collapsed onto her back. "uuugHHHh ughhHHHh... Help... help... ple... ple... help!". She screamed in her mind... Silence but for the sound of footsteps closing in around her. Blue eyes stared down at her. Cold hands slide up her sides and rippled away her panties, revealing a soft, vulnerable slit. Lulu shook her head as tears started to stream down her milk white skin. Her eyes pleaded up with them, but she found no mercy. one of the figures knelt between her thighs.. Another ran it's cold touch along her sides.
"Only a powerful host would do". They explain as a belt was looped over her head and pulled snugly around her neck. Lulu could only shudder and thrash and plead silently as more ribs broke. The pain bit through her body viciously, it almost distracts from how the spirit in front of her lurches forward and suddenly his hands are pulling on the belt, closing off her air way completely. Or the feel of him... Inside her!. "Help..... Help... Help". The weak voice continues in her mind as her breasts slip free and bounce heavily with each thrust into her unprepared sex. The same voice plays on as her entire body aches and shivers and a deep chill takes her at her very core. She could feel herself going numb, even as a trickle of blood crept from the corner of those purple lips. She world starts to grow hazy distant as her flesh bulged around the melt and her mind started to swin in her own cries.. "Help... Help... help". Her voice... the voice that called from the cavern. The inside of the cavern, the pentagram, flickering away around her.. even the looming figuires of these faith, staring down. That all started to fade until all that was left was the feel of that chilling violation, making her contort and scream in silence.. in her own mind.. "please... Please help Ple-RRRKKK!". Pain snaps through her spine like an electric jolt as the pressure around her neck reached a limit. Vertebrae snapped and then there was nothing apart from nightmares of cruel, leecherous spirits and torments that never seemed to end...
Nightmares that would never end.
