This choice: Some type of sludge creature ambling towards Mara's sleeping form! • Go Back... Some type of sludge creature! Without hesitation, Grungor lifted up his gun and aimed for what seemed to be the creatures head. When he knew he was right on target, he squeezed the gun's trigger and watched as the slug flew through the air to make contact with the odd creature. As the bullet neared closer and closer to the creature, it morphed it's figure and the bullet passed through a hole that materialized on the thing. Grungor just stood there, speechless as the creature continued to the still sleeping Mara.
"How in the hell is she still sleeping? My shot should have woken her!" thought Grungor frantically in his head. Just then, as he aimed for another shot at the thing, he was knocked down onto his feet by another unknown enemy. He quickly tried to get up, but to no avail as he was forced back down as a cloaked figure pointed their deadly looking sword at the dazed dwarf.
"I knew you two would fall into my trap. You know, you should never trust strangers..." said the figure as they removed their hood.
Grungor gasped as he took in the face of the old beggar lady standing before him. "Wha-? You? Why are ye doing this?!" shouted Grungor. The beggar lady simply smiled and cackled, an evil sound that could be represented by cuddly animals being killed, or a famine falling over a crop. "Because my master wills it!"
As Grungor sat trying to make sense of all this, the sludge creature was now covering Mara's face, her mouth unwillingly taking the creature into her body as she still unbelievably slept!
"Why ain't she waking up?! Get off of me, now!" shouted Grungor in anger, his face getting red from seeing the creature going into Mara. The beggar lady replied in a flat tone, stating, "You know those hares that you caught? I enchanted one of them and let them loose into the forest, knowing that you, the expert dwarf hunter, would catch them and likely eat them. Mara is in a deep sleep, and will not awaken until the sun rises." She followed her statement with a horrible sounding chuckle.
With the sword still pointed at his throat, Grungor watched in horror as Mara's stomach ballooned out from the ingestion of the sludge creature, most of the strange thing now inside of her. After a few moments, all of the thing had transferred itself into Mara's now bulging stomach, slightly red from the stress of holding the thing in. Mara didn't even move an inch as her stomach now gurgled and moaned from pressure.
With a swift move of her hand, the beggar woman placed her sword into a scabbard at the side of her hip. She then walked away, leaving Grungor to sit and stare at Mara's now bloated stomach. He realized that he was no longer being pinned down, and sat himself up with vigor. He looked around for the beggar woman, only to find she had disappeared.
"Damn it all, shes gone..." Grungor shuffled over to Mara, taking note of how peaceful she looked in her magic induced sleep. He cringed slightly as he looked over her burgeoning stomach in horror. "Ohhhh boy....she won't be happy when she wakes up..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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