Who Me…. a Wizard III

Who Me….. a Wizard III

The Queen

In a gilded cage hanging from the ceiling of a large somewhat cavernous dungeon and suspended over a black abyss. Was a very dejected and angry lady… The Queen. Along side her cage was three more containing Tobar(Elf) the Red, Stommp ( dwarf ) the Yellow, and Anil (Human ) the Blue.

The Queen’s alter ego was a majestic Eagle. To avert her escape in this form a silver mesh covered the cage. The mesh could be seen through but was so tightly woven a needle would not penetrate it.

The wizards cages were covered in a magic shield that would reflect any magic back into their cages as wild magic, which could be dangerous, Without their wands they could do minor magic to feed and water them selves.

The Red being the closest to the Queen had a 1”hole in his cage and into the Queen’s cage. This allowed him to feed and water her as well. All the familiars were in cages attached near to the bottom outside of their cages, for the same reason. The cages were small enough that they could not morph into their alter egos. But they still had to be fed and watered. Body wastes seemed to just disappear.

The Red’s familiar was Sheba a German Shepard who could morph into a grey and black haired woman. The Yellow’s, Crump a Tigress turns into a lovely (by dwarf standards ) Dwarven lady. The Blue’s was Streek a blue/violet mini dragon, who becomes a slender Elvin Male.


The Queen as her Eagle inspected the cage from the top to the bottom. The others had done the same. The Green wearing an invisibility spell was watching and listening but they spoke of nothing important. They were unaware that, he laughs to him self, a rescue party was on the way. What a bunch of misfits.

Ambrose the Green a Halfling was proud of what he had obtained and thought this could have all been avoided. If the Queen had just agreed to marry him and had not laughed at him. His familiar a Civet cat, Fang, made things worse by trying to eat the Queen in her Eagle form. Fang morphed into a snaggled toothed man.

Besides Ambrose couldn’t help being fat and ugly with big feet Halfling madiens thought he was handsome. But again most of them looked like a flat pan. He had heard them say he looked liked the back end of a bulldog.

He had developed his unique brand of magic after discovering an ancient library. He had learned spells that the other Wizards had no access. He was more intense with his offensive spells and his defensive spells lasted longer

In a vision he had seen the unlikely antagonists that were on the way to face him. He felt most of them he thought was a joke. He wasn’t sure about The Black wizard, he was the wildcard. And he knew the White was strong. She was just in the need of training.

Ambrose was getting horny He used a spell on Crump and brought her out of her cage and put a collar around her neck he attached a chain to the collar and chained her to a pole. He used his magic to force her to morph in to her Dwarven form. As she began to change he grabbed her hips and shoved his 4” pecker into her.

He was not very big but he had stamina. Crump was caught in mid change and kept going back and forth. Ambrose decided he liked the contrast some time he was fucking a woman and other he was fucking a tiger.

Crump was humiliated to be raped by this animal but her body was beginning to betray her. The quick changes of her morphing body was exciting both of her self’s.