Viona, the Warrior of Beauty
Part 3
As she fastens the choker around her neck, a profound transformation begins to unfold before our eyes. At first, the choker radiates a brilliant golden light—an emblem of purity and strength—but then it abruptly shifts to a fiery red hue that engulfs her entirely. She finds herself immersed in an overwhelming sea of crimson light emanating from the choker itself. In this moment of metamorphosis, all traces of her previous costume dissolve into nothingness as if they were mere illusions. Gulora feels an exhilarating torrent of energy coursing through her body, akin to waves crashing upon a shore—each surge feels like countless hands caressing every inch of her skin. This sensation arises from the release of all the malevolent spirits trapped within her staff, now unleashed and taking advantage of this potent moment.
Simultaneously, Ixaera’s essence begins to intertwine with hers; however, Ixaera struggles for control amidst this chaotic fusion, but the corrupting influence of the evil spirits was too strong. "No... no, this can't be happening," Ixaera's voice whispered in Gulora's mind, but it was drowned out by the waves of ecstasy washing over her.
The insidious evil spirits corrupting their connection inject dark essence into Ixaera’s being, asserting dominance over both women."Ohh wow! It feels so gooood," Gulora exclaims breathlessly as waves of unrestrained ecstasy wash over her. She can no longer contain herself as pleasure unfurls within every fiber of her being; each peak sends shockwaves through her body as she experiences an orgasmic crescendo again and again.
As this passionate transformation continues unabated, Gulora's form undergoes astonishing changes—a spectacular evolution fueled by newfound dark power that reshapes not just who she is but also what she has become in this thrilling moment filled with chaos and delight.
Her matured face has undergone a remarkable transformation, as if time itself has been reversed in a stunning display of rejuvenation. She now appears notably younger, with not a single wrinkle marring her smooth complexion. The captivating red of her eyes remains, but they now gleam with an enchanting emerald brilliance, enhanced by long, fluttering eyelashes and expertly applied purple eyeshadow that accentuates their shape. Her eyebrows have been meticulously sculpted to perfection, framing her face in a way that highlights her features beautifully. Thick eyeliner traces the contours of her newly defined purple color almond-shaped eyes, creating an alluring gaze that draws others in. Her cheekbones stand out more prominently than ever before, adding to the overall elegance of her appearance. Meanwhile, her lips have become fuller and undeniably sexier; they are adorned with a radiant emerald lipstick that adds a bold splash of color to her striking visage. The once long black hair that cascaded down her back is no longer there. Instead, it has transformed into vibrant purple locks that shimmer with energy as if infused with life itself—rejuvenating and revitalizing each strand. Gone is the squared jawline; it has gracefully shifted into an oval shape that softens and complements the rest of her facial structure. While she was pretty before this metamorphosis took place, the alterations have elevated her beauty to breathtaking new heights.
Her previously slender body appears to be undergoing its own magnificent evolution—a work in progress that promises even greater allure. Her pale skin has transformed into a flawless porcelain-like complexion that glows with health and vitality. She can feel the exhilarating sensations coursing through every muscle as they expand and tighten; however, she finds herself paralyzed in place unable to curl up or respond physically—only able to absorb this overwhelming wave of transformation washing over her. Suspended in mid-air within a spread-eagle position as commanded by malevolent spirits surrounding her, she feels an intoxicating rush of energy enveloping every part of herself. Her once skinny arms are now expanding powerfully yet perfectly toned while simultaneously maintaining just the right amount of trimness for added elegance. The fullness of her bosom has increased impressively from 32D to 38DD; defying gravity itself without showing any signs of sagging—a testament to both vitality and youthful exuberance. While shrinking slightly from 25 inches down to 24 inches at the midriff gives an impression of tighter definition overall; curvaceous hips and thighs have blossomed impressively wider—from 36 inches now transforming into firm round measurements at 37 inches—creating enviable curves reminiscent of classic beauty standards known as the golden leg ratio which harmonizes admirably across all proportions involved. At last standing at a height now measuring 5'5", Gulora's voluptuous figure stands out starkly against Viona’s hourglass silhouette—a beautiful contrast showcasing different ideals yet equally stunning in their uniqueness! Yes indeed: while she was pretty before this incredible change occurred; now she radiates sheer drop-dead gorgeousness!
All these amazing transformations is done without Gulora's input at all. It is all decided by what all the evil spirits had envisioned by controlling Ixaera and lending many hands. Before this they are trapped inside the staff away from Gulora's body but now they are freed but still under the choker immense power so this is all they could do. They decided that they wanted to be as close as possible to Gulora's body so when they feel horny they could ravage her. The skull staff now becomes the brand new powerful witch costume. The staff top which held the head skull positions itself at Gulora's vagina. It changes to a flat, thin head skull and stick to her private parts. This means direct access for the evil spirits. The rest of the staff wraps itself under the crotch, going all the way up her back to her neck and combined with the choker. The choker itself is different now. It has a small skull head attached to it. Normally this is not the case but Ixaera the guardian is no more as she is an evil guardian having been corrupted by all the evil spirits. Now the staff that attached itself to Gulora sprouts out claw like rib bones and wrap itself at the side of the witch small waist and another clamps the glorious bosom making it looks like its bulging out. Her long, lustrous purple hair was contained with a crown and a tiara on her forehead, again with a skull attached.
There are so many evil spirits that some of them settled on her shoulder, transforming into her pauldron that shaped like a skull. The evil spirits has literally wraps themselves around Gulora's body. While she may have all the power, they have her body and Ixaera for their pleasure.
Not finished yet, a mesmerizing pair of rings adorned with intricate skull designs materializes, elegantly sliding themselves onto Gulora's left and right middle fingers as if they were meant for her all along. Each ring glimmers under the ambient light, adding an edgy flair to her already striking appearance. Following this enchanting display, two stunning gold bracelets gracefully appear—one clasping her left arm and the other elegantly wrapping around her right wrist. The bracelets shimmer like sunlight on water, enhancing the allure of her confident demeanor. As if orchestrated by some unseen force, a fabulous pair of sexy stiletto platform heels magically emerges at Gulora's feet. These heels not only accentuate her already voluptuous figure but also perfectly compliment her golden leg ratio—a captivating sight that draws attention and admiration from all who gaze upon her. With these striking heels, she exudes an aura of power and seduction that is impossible to ignore.
Then comes the final surge: a burst of energy washes over Gulora, more intense than anything she has experienced thus far. "Oohh wooooaahhhh!" she cries out in delight as waves of exhilaration course through her body, culminating in a powerful climax that leaves her breathless. "I feel so powerful … and horny!" she exclaims afterward, a radiant smile spreading across her face as she basks in the afterglow of this electrifying transformation—an ethereal presence still floating gracefully above the ground as if defying gravity itself. Each moment pulses with vitality and allure, marking not just a physical change but an awakening of profound inner strength and sensuality within Gulora.
Nate is still in pursuit of the creature when he saw Viona defeated. He also saw from far Gulora coming down to take the choker.
"No way!" he summon all his strength and managed to catch up and trip the creature. Fortunately for him the creature trips and landed face first inside a drainage.
Unfortunately this results in the box shattered to several pieces and Nate hastily collected it. A few moments later the creature recovers but this time Nate is prepared and give a few kicks on its face to make sure it stays down. It indeed worked as the creature lay motionless inside the drainage and Nate continues to pick up the pieces of the box. When he picked one particular panel of the box he heard a female voice.
"Quickly gather it all and then bring Fiona to safety." Instructs the voice.
"Who are you?" asked a startled Nate.
"I am Syphia, the guardian of the box. Now please bring Fiona to safety first. I will talk to you both later." Syphia introduces herself.
"Don't worry that is what I intended to do right now." He doesn't waste any time and running towards Fiona. During this time Gulora is just about to put on the choker.
Nate manages to get near Fiona when Gulora is occupied with the choker. Fiona lies motionless beside the tree that she hit during the battle. Luckily she hit the tree when she is Viona and there is no fatal injuries or any injuries at all. "Fiona! Fiona!" Nate tries to wake her up while checking her breathing and her physical condition.
"Gulora … She … is … too … powerful … Sorry … I'm … too … reckless" Fiona says weakly.
"Shhh don't talk too much, I’m gonna get you to safety. There is a person you need to meet." he carefully lifts fiona and carry her on his back.
All the commotion alerted people inside the campus and they all gathered to see Gulora transforming. Nate took this opportunity to disappear among the crowd. He brought Fiona to her room.
Fiona is slowly regaining her senses. Her confidence is low following the defeat. Tears flowing from her eyes and hugging Nate as tight as she can. She is close to giving up when Nate speak to her.
"Come on my girl. Don't give up yet. We still have hope. Just don't give up."
Nate moves as fast as he can. Luckily Fiona didn't lock the door when he left earlier. Carefully he put Fiona on her bed.
"Nate, thanks." While lying on her bed, she thought about the battle. She is angry to herself for being too stupid. But Nate says there is hope. What hope?
Slowly she got out of her bed and notices Nate is arranging something. She recognize it.
"It's the box! You've got it!" Fiona almost jumped out from her bed when she heard a voice echoing in her head. This time it's not Ixaera.
"Hello Fiona. My name is Syphia. I am the guardian of the box. From what I can gather, Gulora have defeated you and Ixaera. But there is still hope."
She appears in front of them. She wears the same armor as Ixaera. However she sports a ponytail with a metal hairband on her dark hair. Her eyes are dark brown and her skin is darker than Ixaera. She looked slightly taller and her body are more defined than Ixaera. Syphia projects the strength and beauty only an Amazon Guardian can.
"You mean, we can still defeat Gulora?" Nate's turn to ask the question.
"Yes we can. Nate, please find the top cover of the box and smash it." Syphia instructed
"What?" Nate is taken aback by the request.
"Trust me." Syphia assures him.
While Nate is unsure about the request, Fiona took action and throw the cover to the floor as hard as she can. The cover breaks, and inside it there is another choker. Fiona doesn't believe what she saw.
"Another choker? I thought there are only one left."
"At that time there were only two choker left. Me and Ixaera. This box is made to trap Gulora and to do that, there must be another choker to prevent her from escaping. My choker is used as the seal. Ixaera warrior fought well but at the cost of her life."
Fiona is unsure right now. If the last warrior sacrifices her life and only managed to trap Gulora, what odds does she have to defeat Gulora now? "As you should already know, Gulora have bonded with Ixaera. She is powerful than ever. How can we defeat her?"
Syphia stood there quietly. She closes her eyes for a while. She know there is a way but she needs to know to what extent Ixaera has guide Fiona.
"Ixaera, did she finishes her teachings?
"I'm afraid not. We haven't finish it when we sense Gulora. You know what happens next." Fiona said with a heavy dose of regret.
“Then you must not have heard about your 'PEAK FORM,'” Syphia said, her voice filled with a mix of urgency and excitement. She leaned in closer, as if to share a closely guarded secret. “As you may already know, the skin of warriors is incredibly sensitive to touch. Even the slightest brush against their skin can trigger a powerful response, activating their senses and heightening their awareness. In the heat of battle or during acts of heroism while aiding others, their skin inevitably makes contact with others—friends and foes alike. This constant interaction builds up an excess energy within them that is both potent and demanding. All warriors are rigorously trained to suppress this energy; however, there comes a time when it must be released, much like steam building pressure in a kettle until it can no longer be contained. Every few months, they perform a unique bonding ritual with their male partner—a crucial element in this process. The role of the partner is akin to that of a key; they provide the necessary connection that allows the warrior to unlock and release this pent-up energy. When this release occurs, something remarkable happens: the warrior achieves what is known as their PEAK FORM. In this heightened state, not only do their strength and speed soar beyond normal limits, but their senses become razor-sharp—capable of perceiving even the faintest movements or changes in the environment around them.
“Wow,” Fiona exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder at this newfound knowledge. “That sounds absolutely amazing! But how long does it last? And why can’t they just do it themselves?” Her naturally inquisitive nature was evident as she peppered Syphia with questions.
Syphia nodded thoughtfully before answering; she understood Fiona's curiosity well. “The reason they can't release this energy on their own lies in the intrinsic bond shared between them and their partner—the partner is essential for unleashing that stored power effectively.” She paused for emphasis before continuing. “There are indeed warriors who refuse to engage in these rituals out of arrogance or an inflated sense of superiority over others. Unfortunately for them, such pride has dire consequences; they find themselves slowly disintegrating along with their armor because their bodies become unable to contain all that raw energy any longer.”“This phenomenon explains why there are only two chokers left among our ranks,” Syphia added solemnly. “The duration of peak form varies significantly based on how much energy one has accumulated over time—they may experience a surge lasting several days or find themselves back to normal within just half a day.”
"They took a few months to build up, we can do it right now." Fiona is determined to make up for her loss earlier. She looked at Nate and both of them suddenly blushes. They have been intimate before, but this time it is to save the world.
"Well we have 4 minutes to save the world," Nate feeble attempt to make joke have no effect.
"Young man, it is your duty to stimulate her, builds up her energy so she can be at her best. I hope you are up for this." Syphia is skeptical about Nates abilities.
"Challenge accepted." He looked at Fiona and winked.
Both of them drew closer, holding hands.
"I want you to know I love you even before you have superpower." Nate whispered to Fiona.
"I know, hun. I love you too." Fiona replied.
They proceed to a quick peck on their lips.