Unlikely Heir

“I can’t die here…” A weak voice called out in the middle of a blood soaked battlefield.  

A young lady mage of nobility, who had moments prior been fighting on the frontlines with her kingdom and family, lay bleeding out on the ground near the bodies of her comrades.  The thick essence of blood filled her nostrils as she inched her way by the means of one arm towards a ruby crystal on the ground not too far away.  Frail as a newborn it was a miracle she had the strength to move at all.  

The battle, which had been between the House of Nalstaill (her own) and an Elven society that attacked the castle, had been won by no one.  All but a few escaped the hellish scene alive while all the rest remained dying.  Smoldering ash breathed outward from the broken walls and ceilings of the stronghold leaving marks in the sky that all should stay clear.

Kinsey (as she was called) finally made it to her ruby necklace and grabbed hold of it with her only functioning hand.  She gazed upon it with relief and gently caressed the surface of it with her thumb admiring its splendor; it was untouched by the gore of the space surrounding her.  Kinsey gripped the ruby tight and channeled the remainder of her magical energy into the stone.  She was purposely draining her essence into the crystal as a means to keep her soul intact in the hopes that it would latch onto a living being and survive.  It was her last desperate act towards vengeance upon the Elven kingdom.  She secretly hoped it would be an elf who’d find it, a fitting curse for such swine.

“In my family’s name I tether my soul and knowledge of the House of Nalstaill within you! Possess any who dares claim our prize so that I may seek my vengeance! My family will live on, it will prosper!  I command of thee, take my being and curse any wretch who comes across this spoiled land! For my Name is Kinsey Nalstaill, heir to the House of Nailstall! I give myself to the forces of the earth!!”  Kinsey belted out with command and through weakened breathes before collapsing in death on the cold stone floor.  

Kinsey’s palm fell open leaving the dazzling jewel visible in her lifeless hand.  Light creeping in from the broken ceiling of the fortress reflected radiantly on the ruby.  Surely no passerby would be able to resist its charming allure.

Not far off in the woods nearby a goblin by the name of Bytes Nekstabrr was cooking a freshly killed opossum.  He was your typical goblin very small (around 2 feet tall) and hyperactive in nature and not too bright (unable to even speak any english); driven much by singular violent instincts.  One could tell he was a savage through and through, disgusting to the sight. 

Bytes had bright green skin that was cracked and wretched looking.  He had beady red eyes and razor sharp teeth that highlighted his mischievous nature every time he grinned.  Long pointed ears as well as large dark claws on each foot filled out the little monster’s appearance.  His clothing was tattered and ripped across several points, colored blood red like that of the juices he so enjoyed seeing flow from the necks he stabbed; it was one of his favorite “hobbies” made further apparent by his name.  Kill, eat, and plunder is all Bytes lived for, his potbelly bearing proof of that life. 

He was out this fine day scouting for his clan.  They were a violent clan well known in the area for their relentless attacks on villages and their pillaging of weapons and riches.  Bytes was certainly one of the greediest in his clan, often times being punished for hording too much of a spoil.  It was simply ingrained in his nature.  

Bytes while feasting noticed a pillar of smoke off in the distance among the tall trees.  Immediately curious, he went to investigate.  His stubby legs trekked fast upon the ground amazingly dodging above ground roots and keeping up a good pace for their size.  Bytes was very excited, perhaps a battle had just ended and he could plunder the warriors remains, maybe even stab a few of the fallen still clinging to life.

After clearing the embrace of the forest Bytes was met with the sight of an impressive once extravagant castle now smoldering and padded with the sight of death.  Long elegant purple banners draping from the castle’s keeps were shredded at the ends and colored with undignified soot from all the smoke.  Bytes was giddy with excitement at the look of it all and eagerly made his way to the heart of the castle where the smell of blood was at its strongest.

As he walked through the royal courtyard he scanned the remains of the warriors with a wide smile on his face.  Elves and humans lay torn to bits around him; unfortunately they all seemed long dead.  Disappointed Bytes playfully stabbed at the neck of a few of the corpses until becoming distracted by all the trinkets and treasures ripe for the taking surrounding him.  He gleefully began to gather as many weapons as he could and wrap them in a large sack that he could drag behind him once he left.  These would all make fine additions to his clan’s armory and would surely win him favor amongst the tribal leaders. Bytes soon realized he would have to make a return trip as there were simply too many weapons to haul by himself.

He cackled as he perused a few knives he had gathered, thinking how any of them would make a fine new neck stabber.  That’s when he suddenly caught eye of a peculiar glow within the creeping sun.  A red shimmer hard to miss was illuminating from the hand of a dead body nearby.  Bytes moved in to investigate.

A beautiful corpse lied before him, a woman of royalty no doubt dressed in long red robes with white frills and a gold enveloping cape.  She had silky brown hair now dirtied by the residue of the battle lost.  And there in her delicate yet strong hands was a ruby necklace shining splendidly by the sun’s light.

The reflection beamed in Bytes pupils as he stared with a look of avarice at the jewel.  This was a find he must keep for himself he thought and quickly snatched it from the cold dead grip of the woman.  He slipped it around his neck and admired the ruby now resting above his chest before continuing on with his gathering of armaments.

Soon after adorning the necklace an electric chill ran through Bytes’s body but it quickly faded and he thought not much of it.  As he beheld his huge haul he started to daydream about just how heavily he should be rewarded for such a reaping.  With all he has found he’ll get his own war gang, or even first pick of the females during the next mating moon! Yup that is for sure he thought as he slowly became aroused by his fantasies.

Holding one of the daggers he found Bytes decided to take a break to please his now agitated cock.  Slumping against a broken pillar he began to play with himself, dagger in one hand and cock in the other (his tan tattered pants zipped open where his crotch was).  As he picked up the pace the chilled feeling from before returned but stronger.  Momentarily lost in pleasure Bytes hardly noticed his trembling body and his gradually changing shape.

Bytes’s legs popped and splintered, bones breaking and reshaping.  His legs began to lengthen, seizing occasionally as they did.  Both legs stiffened violently as the kneecaps cracked and Bytes’s lower legs shot out a great stretch, the bones breaking in half and the skin stretching and refitting to the new frame.  

“Braaagggh!!” Bytes cried out as the pain of his ordeal finally reached his singularly focused mind.  His short chubby legs were now becoming long and lithe. 

They soon reached human sized proportions as bytes upper body began bulging as well.  The bones quickly fused back in his legs just as another breakage happened in his spine as more vertebrae formed along his backside.  His posture rose against the pillar as his size grew steadily with the changes to his spine.  Bytes’s body slithered its way up the side of the pillar towards a regular sitting position as his upper body enlarged and dragged taller as it traveled.  The cracking and popping of cartilage and sinew rung in the air as the once small goblin now towered in height over his former stature.

Still far too focused on his most primal of desires Bytes continued to beat off his still goblin sized dick, clenching tight the dagger in his other hand while he moaned in a raspy voice, “Hyaaagh raaahhh, graaahhh…”

The pain racking his body meant little to him as his shell of a mind simply compartmentalized the more “important” bits to the forefront.  His arms had snapped and refashioned into a longer length just as his legs leaving Bytes at this point around six feet in height and very boney and malnourished looking.  

Byte’s clothes through the process strained against his growing form, his pants now holding as tight short shorts against his thighs and hips, and his red vest riding high upon his chest and his arms holding tight against the sleeves until they eventually tore through the vest causing it to fall to the ground.

After his growth seemed to stunt there was a brief moment of reprieve, but not in regards to Bytes beating his meat.  His ears suddenly began to lose their pointed appearance as they retreated in size towards his head and developed more rounded at the tips.  His whole face began to remold itself, muscles contorting and shifting about as his wide face narrowed and his jawline grew smaller.  His cheekbones pulled more upward and fastened Bytes’s mouth towards a human like resting.  His flat piggish nose lost its wetness and became more covered with skin while cracking and lifting up to a narrower dainty looking female nose.  His large red eyes retreated towards a smaller more sensual shape.  Slim slits held now more human like diamond pupils as thin feminine eyebrows formed above the new eye sockets.  Finally reaching a full rounded shape his ears also established a human appearance.   It appeared as though a beautiful visage was being painted upon the grotesque form of a large unseemly goblin.

Human words gradually began to slur from Bytes’s cries of joy as he still furiously went at his dick.  He groaned, “Huuraggh, ohhh greaaagghtt groohh sooaahh good…graahh!”

Bytes brought the dagger between his legs and propped it there as he began to lean back in pleasure against the pillar, his head kicking back onto the broken end of the stump as if it were a pillow.

Bytes’s large black claws on his feet recede completely into his body and skin covered the hollowed openings.  Both feet snapped about as large bones began to reshape inside the foot and five small nubs appeared were his claws used to be.  Human toes wriggled their way out from the stub feet, new bone and cartilage forming as they grew into a delicate assortment of digits.  After they fully formed both of bytes’s feet arched and cracked with a loud vigor as they scrunched down in size, quickly taking on an elegant feminine shape.  

That was just the beginning, as new womanly beauty crawled its way up Bytes’s frame his arms and legs gained more finesse.  His thighs bloated and thickened as his pelvis shot wide to both sides of his body, creating a bottom heavy look on him.  His pants were barely fitting onto his now luxuriant thighs and child bearing hips.  They clung tight riding up his ass crack and hugging his balls severely tight.  They looked like the shortest of legwear, leaving very little to the imagination. 

Already breaking at the seams the pants were finally disposed of once Bytes’s ass billowed with fat and began to rise and push out as a pair of fleshy hills.  Bytes was at a peak of euphoria and could feel a little pre cum spilling out from his dick as he felt his ass push his pants to their limits inevitably tearing them from his body.  A loud rip let out just as Bytes released a long rope of cum out onto his stomach.  A few more bursts of hot creamy liquid followed, but Bytes was still not finished and continued to batter away at his dick while his body still rattled from his orgasm.  He rocked back and forth weighted on top of his new sizable ass cheeks which looked squashed.  They jiggled with the movements of his body as he masturbated propped against the pillar.

“Aaayghh ohhhh, so good.  Saaaggh guuuggh!!”  Bytes called out his speech becoming clearer as the transformation carried on.

Soft sensual woman’s hands now gripped the dagger and his cock, Byte’s back arching a bit as it took on a more slender curve.  A little bit of meat was added onto Byte’s ailing frame giving him a healthier look.  A large barrage of tremors attacked his mid-section as it quickly caved into an hourglass shape, his stomach flattening with a pair of feint abs just as the most important change began to take hold of his dick.  

“Grooh ohh, it’s, it’s coming! Ohh raaggh!! Aggh, ohhh! Uhnn…”  Bytes moaned in his most eloquent groan yet.

His dick was beginning to shrink and shed its outer skin, turning into a pink kernel shape.  A jolt of intense pleasure bucked Byte’s body awkwardly causing him to ram the handle end of his dagger into his balls flattening them against his body.  The squished ball sacs soon after slurped up into his body and burst and reshaped within.  The last few remnants of cum spilled out of Bytes’s dick as it too was sucked between his legs out of existence.  A large slit opened in the empty space now between his legs and a river of liquids spilled out onto the floor beneath Bytes’s convulsing body as HER entire being reached an awakening climax.

Bytes’s neck elongated a bit and her womanly voice broke free just in time to cry out in victory with her rebirth.  

“Aahnn aauhhh!!! Hyoohh, ohhhh…Uhnn….” Bytes howled as she felt a deliverance unlike any she’d had ever experienced as a mindless goblin.  Speaking of mindless, Bytes’s thoughts were a swirl with all sorts of new input as her intelligence peaked and a personality and memories began to implant themselves within her new brain.

Through this entire process the ruby necklace she had been wearing was shining bright and she finally noticed as her head tilted down to gaze upon her changed body.  A small smile formed on her face as she began to realize what had happened.  She saw the unsightly cum spilled on her stomach begin to glow and spread out in size.  Slowly but surely it painted over her scarred wart ridden goblin flesh, replacing it with the skin of a beautiful regal woman.

The ruby suddenly blazed brighter once the skin was changed and the stirring in Bytes’s mind became a full on assault as her sense of self was seized from her and a rush of memories and thoughts that were not her own permeated inside her mind.  Her head kicked back and in a jolted movement her hand grasping the dagger shoved the handle up into her newly formed vagina which was tight and clenched. 

“Hah! Ohh oohhh!! My, huh, who am…hyaaah!! Uhnn…ohhh…castle…kingdom…my kingdom!”  Bytes moaned as she began to thrust the dagger deeper inside her pussy as her mind gained more clarity with her thoughts.  Whatever was happening she felt happy, she felt alive.

“Hyagh, agh! Hyuh…my body…ohh my power! My power is returning…yes, yes!”  Bytes called out.  She was remembering herself now, at least what had been planted inside her.  She was of a royal family and a beautiful warrior mage.  She had unrivaled magical abilities and they were being restored along with her body.  

A green glow bordered Byte’s frame as two souls welled with magical power.  It brought an extra height to her erotic state as she jammed the dagger roughly into her snatch over and over having already come once.  

Then her breasts began to come in, small mounds rising on the surface of her chest.  Her nipples went erect and sensitive and she immediately clasped at one of them with her free hand.  Her legs were shuffling about in pleased agony as she tweaked a nipple, feeling a rising mass beneath her palm.  Her breasts inflated in one long heave; Byte’s bowed back easing into their growth with its movement.  They stopped their growth at a lovely plush size around as big as a goblin’s head.  

“Uhn, ahh uhn, yes…Hah! Hah! My body is….is coming back…” She groaned as she started violently shoving the dagger again.  “Agh, agh! Ah! Yes, yes! Uhn more, give me more!!”

Bytes cried out for more, more of the sweltering power to fill her up.  She can feel the magic energies bending to her will in the unseen plane of her mind and inner body.  She slowly began to control and channels it as more memories flooded her mind.  Knowledge of spells, arcane rituals, and courtly behaviors take up the space in her head as she fully morphs into the heir she was now destined to be.  

“Uh, uhn…yes, yes! Ohh! I’m almost, I’m almost there! Yes, yes! Absolute poweraaagghhh, aaahhhH!!!  Heyaahh, ohhhh! Uhn….mmmmmmm…”  Bytes unleashed in an erratic fit as she felt the magic inside her release causing a shockwave around her of lush green energy.  At this same time a flow of cum breached her folds held open by the dagger, which she dropped to ground as her body contorted and relished the moment. 

As bytes slowly settled and regained clarity from her ordeal images of goblins and knowing what she once was came to mind.  She quickly wore a disgusted look on her face as silky brown hair began to grow from her bald head.  It rushed out in length reaching all the way to her lower back.  Some of the hair fell into Bytes’s hands and she stroked it gently between two fingers as she pondered, looking down at her newly bestowed gorgeous noble body. 

“I was such a…disgusting creature! Bleh! My goodness! Never more.”  She declared, turned off by the thought of goblins and having been one.  A royal beauty and heir to a kingdom like herself couldn’t have anything to do with such creatures.

That said she didn’t recall much of anything about her goblin life outside of the fact that she was one at some point.  Most of her head was filled with feint but controlled knowledge of a life she wished she could fully make out.  She knew this castle was her and her families and that they had suffered defeat by the accursed elves (unaware of what clan though).  

She turned and noticed a dead body nearby that looked exactly like her.  

“You poor soul.” She commented.  “You clearly were not worthy enough to hold up such a mantle.  Do not fret, I will surely succeed where you have failed and build a better kingdom! Hmph.”  

Pompous in her demeanor she seemed to have remnants of her goblin self still remaining.  She was filled with a desire for power and wealth just as she had as a goblin.  She raised her hand and formed a green ball of energy hovering just above her prancing finger tips.  Thrilled at the prospect of having magic, Bytes briefly reverted to a state of goblin hyperactive excitement before calming herself down, as that was not behavior fit of nobility.

“Calm yourself woman, calm yourself.  Hmph!”  She staggered. “Now what should I call myself.  It must be a name that will carry well across the lands once I rebuild my family’s household.”  She paused briefly and then sported an amused grin.  “And strike fear into the hearts of the heathens responsible for this misdeed upon my family.  They will meet their end at my hands after all!”

Pondering for a good while, her savage name from when she was a goblin cropped up in the recesses of her mind.  She stood quiet before breaking the silence with, “Bytellea…Bytellea Nekerstobb. Yes I quite enjoy that, a bit brutish in nature but it’ll serve well. Hee, hee.”

Using her magic she transformed her dagger christened in her cum into a large gold bladed sword with ornate designed openings in the middle of the blade.  She then dressed herself in the same outfit as her fallen self whose essence had molded her into what she was now.  The ruby necklace that had transformed her still hung around her neck.

“In my name I christen this fallen hold Castle Nekerstobb!  This kingdom shall rise again and all will know my name!”  Bytellea said with command and purpose.  “With my unmatched talent I will seek justice for my fallen people and bring glory to a new kingdom…a kingdom that will serve as a shining example for the entire world. Hmph!”

Bytellea went on to seek vengeance upon several elf tribes in the area and recruited many strong followers during her exploits, clearing the land of goblins and other dangerous creatures and factions.  Her kingdom grew powerful and abundant with riches and she eventually married and had a family ensuring her lineage would continue.  The dying decree of the dead Kinsey Nailstall had been carried out and in turn a goblin became the unlikely heir to what he always wanted…power and fortune.