Robin Dildo TF (The Kindest Patron+)

“Oooh, I can’t believe this worked!” Tharja grinned like mad while laying down on top of her bed. “Now you’re all mine, Robin~” She spoke to the purple object currently in her grasp.

“It really is a shame you’ve lost your humanity in the process, but I think turning you into a dildo was more than worth it if it means I can keep you like this forever, wouldn’t you agree~?”

D-dildo?! Is that what I’ve become…? The tactician in question would’ve been sweating buckets if her body was still capable of such things. How?! Why would Tharja do this?!

Just mere moments ago, Robin was still her usual, very much human self, but the girl only had herself to blame… She should’ve picked up on how suspicious the dark mage’s behavior was, yet she not only entered the mad woman’s room, she let herself get hit with a nasty transformation spell which resulted in… well, her current situation.

She knew Tharja wasn’t the most… approachable person, and she knew the woman was infamous for hexing her own allies, but this?! She didn’t even realize there were spells capable of turning people into objects, let alone that their army’s very own dark mage knew those!

“I’m assuming you’re quite confused, and who could blame you…? I’m really sorry I had to resort to this, I really am… I would’ve much preferred to have you with me as a human rather than a sex toy, but with you getting so close to Chrom, I had to act fast, you know? Once the idea of turning you into a pathetic little dildo appeared inside my mind, it simply wouldn’t leave… The notion of having you quite literally inside me was too perfect to pass up~” Tharja kept monologuing, her face getting redder and redder with every single word.

Is she… is she in heat…? But wait, that’d mean… W-wait! Tharja, I-I get that you’re into me, but please, it’s nothing like that! Just turn me back and we can talk this out, I’m sure! The white-haired tactician tried to persuade the towering woman, but with her being nothing more than a purple sex toy, both moving and talking was out of the question. All the girl could do was hope Tharja wasn’t quite as perverted as it seemed, though what little faith she had vanished once the dark mage snapped her fingers and cast another spell, this one magicking away all of the woman’s clothes.

“Yes… come to me, my dearest~” Robin felt her shaft being grabbed by the dark-haired woman’s slim hands, lifted up, and…!

*smooch!*

The sex toy’s glossy surface was, without any warning, covered in saliva as Tharja gave it a wet, sloppy kiss. “Now, for the main dish…” Moans filled the mage’s bedroom as she steadily pushed Robin deeper and deeper inside of the crevice of her vagina, much to the once-human girl’s despair.

It was all so horrendous! No human should ever be condemned to something like this, it was just so… so… wrong! That lewd mage was so forceful, constantly pushing her in and out like that… Her body was totally covered in the woman’s juices, and despite her rather obvious lack of a tongue or a mouth in general, she could taste them in all of their horny glory. Though soon after, Tharja seemed to finally be content with her treatment of the new dildo. Was… was it over…? Was she finally free..?

All of Robin’s hopes came crashing down as she realized how wrong she was. Like before, she was violently grabbed and pushed somewhere, but this time, it was even more obscene! She wouldn’t have ever thought that the woman who always lurked in the shadows would be this much of a pervert, but the former human finally realized how much trouble her tiny, purple body was actually in. Tharja had pushed her into her cleavage! That hex-loving slut used to perform a bloody titjob of all things!

…And the worst part? The tactician somewhat liked it. As she was being used, her libido was at an all-time high, yet with no sexual organs of her own, she lacked the ability to orgasm and go back to normal! Sooner or later, Tharja would get tired and stop her ‘fun’, but her? Was she going to be stuck with this insatiable need to be used…?! Would she even grow to enjoy it someday, if her abuser didn’t turn her back…?

Only time would tell.

Small thing I realized, this is actually this Patreon's 69th post so... fitting, I guess~