Camilla was not a stranger to hardship. She might have been second princess of Nohr, but Father made very sure that all of his children knew failure, pain and hardship well enough for them not to fail their missions. However, things had changed when Corrin had defected to Hoshido. She fooled herself thinking that her younger sibling had been deceived or manipulated, or was just confused, but the following invasion and war had made crystal clear it was not. And it all came crashing down. Nohr was a smoldering ruin, Xander and Elise were dead and Leo was to be crowned new king of the realm. She had retired and hoped to live a quiet and calm life, perhaps even form a family of her own since she was quite doting on the ones she loved. For half a decade, she thought it might work, but fate would not have it, and a band of hoshidans found her new home, burning it to the ground as some sort of “justice”. She herself had been injured and left for dead, and she had believed she was going to but the twists never seemed to end.

- Oh, you poor poor thing. I have seen your deepest desire, and I will give you what you want.

She thought she was delirious, but as light enveloped her, she lost consciousness, disappearing from the area and leaving behind nothing but a ruined life.

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-Hey! Wake up!

Camilla opened her eyes and was met by a sight she did not expect. She was laying on the ground, a grassy field with clear blue skies above, and looking down at her was a young girl. She was clad in white, gold and blue, her navy blouse contrasting with the white cloak with gold streaks she wore over it. The hood of the cloak rested on her back and Camilla noticed that the same pattern applied to her high boots. Physically the girl was nothing to shy at, having a pretty face that might as well have been chiseled, some noticeable curves hidden under her cloak, a beautiful pair of navy eyes and a platinum hair that was tied in a short ponytail while two locks framed her face. And she was smiling kindly at her while holding her hand out.

- There are better places to take a nap than on the ground… I hope.

She didn’t know why, but she felt she could trust this woman completely, so she took her hand. As she incorporated to her feet she saw, and felt, that her wounds were gone. Not only she had healed back, but she had the axe she knew so well by her side, however the tattered remains of her clothes made it very clear what she had gone through.

- O-oh, here you take this.

The woman offered her the long white and gold robe, which she took and put on. At least that way she would not be showing off her curves constantly. But information was needed, and who better to ask than the woman before her.

- Did you save me?

- Wha?

- Did you save me? -Repeated Camilla.

- No, or at least I don’t think waking you up and giving you a robe counts as saving.

Somehow Camilla knew she spoke the truth, besides, the voice she had heard was different and much more seductive; it couldn’t have been this woman. Although that didn’t mean she was not grateful, the last years in Nohr had taught her some humility and she wanted to somehow pay her back.

- Anyway, you made sure I was safe while I was unconscious, so you have my thanks for that.

- Oh, no problem. It was the least I could do, although if anything went wrong, we would have been in serious trouble.

- Is that so?

- I’m not exactly a warrior since I lean on the strategic side of the battle…

- A tactician?

- Yeah, or that was the idea… At least before I ended up here.

It was only then when they took a look at their surroundings. They were on the side of a small hill, some meters away from the top of it, in a grassy field under a clear blue sky while a gentle breeze blew. Down the hill they could see forests and some rivers and streams that twinkled under the sun, giving the place quite the idyllic image. Or it would have if it wasn’t for the roar that tore through the silence, making both women stand up at attention immediately.

- What was that?

- I think I can guess -Said Camilla- and if I’m correct then we are in for trouble.

- Let’s get to the top of the hill, we’ll enjoy a better view of the surrounding from up there.

- Good idea.

Both women started making their way up. They walked at a brisk pace, not wanting to stay in an area that was potentially dangerous, specially considering that whatever had roared was still out there.

- By the way, I never asked your name.

- My name? It’s Kiran.

- Well, pleasure to meet you Kiran.

- Likewise…

- Camilla.

- Likewise, Camilla.

Now that they knew each other’s names they could coordinate in an easier way, and by the looks of it they would need it. When having reached the top of the hill they saw some grotesque creatures come out of a nearby forest, and by the looks of it they had their sights set on them. Both of them watched as the horde slowly started making its way up to them, two flying enemies catching up quickly and diving on them. Camilla reacted quickly, and with two swings of her axe took them out with ease their remains falling on the ground with a loud thud.

- What are these?

- They look like gargoyles; they act like them. So, they most likely are.

Further chatter was interrupted as both women stepped back to avoid energy projectiles hurled their way by what seemed to be floating eyes, which were giving some cover to the horde that was slowly closing in. Kiran then grabbed Camilla’s hand and started running downhill, away from her enemies. The former princess would have liked to ask what was the plan, but she didn’t have to. Down the hill and by the seaside, with a small stream going through it, was what looked like a small half-ruined fort. It would be easier to battle there. While running downhill, both women felt alive, and despite knowing their lives were in danger, Kiran couldn’t help but let out the tiniest smile.
The fort was exactly what it looked like: a battered building that had definitely seen better days, much better days, but it would have to do. However, that was not the only surprise, as they heard footsteps while entering the structure with the horde trailing behind them, only to be met face to face with another woman at the entrance. The three of them fell silent while they analyzed each other, Camilla and Kiran taking a good look at the woman. She was tall, as tall as Camilla if not a little bit more, and was just as curvy. Camilla prided herself in her appeal, but this woman took it up to eleven sporting a sensual body with very pronounced curves while her breasts were slightly bigger than Camilla’s own pair. She was clad in a very revealing robe that donned the purple and gold colors, matched by the hat she wore. Her long maroon hair flowed free behind her, while part of it being tied in a ponytail behind her head and having a small braid on the right side of her head, as well as a single lock. Her purple eyes were fixated on them and watched with a mixture of curiosity and something else they couldn’t quite put their finger on. She smiled at them while she lowered the staff she carried.

- So, you two are being chased down too?

- You could say so. -Answered Camilla.

- Who are you? -Asked Kiran.

- I go by many names, but you can call me Loki.

Roars and other terrifying sounds came from their proximities, making the three of them hurry into the building.

- I have a proposition for you two ladies. – Said Loki- How about we team up for this fight? Then we can part and go on our merry ways.

- You can fight? -Asked Camilla.

- Well, not exactly fight but I can take care of any wounds on the spot with this. -She said while rocking the staff in her hands. - I can also whack anything that gets too close. In fact, I’m taking a liking to it.

- Alright, here’s the plan then. – Interrupted Kiran. – First thing we quickly scout the building, making sure there are no other ways in or enemies already inside. Once that is done, we find a cul-de-sac and lure them in. This plan hinges mainly on you two: Camilla you’re front and center, axe anything in your range.

- Got it.

- Loki, heal any wounds Camilla suffers if she’s hit. She goes down and we’re done for. If she’s overwhelmed do the whacking.

- Understood dear.

- I’ll stay back and spot any incoming ranged attacks; I might even try and throw some rocks at them or try to find something to hit them with. It’s an improvised plan, but we are going to try and use their numbers against them.

- Alright then, let’s do this! -Said Loki. She was strangely excited for a fight to the death.

The women moved quickly and swiftly, scouring the few rooms that formed the small fort and finding one that suited them. Kiran closed the shambling door ad tried reinforcing and bracing it with what she could piling some rocks as ammunition and a rusty sword she had found to defend herself, although she had no idea on how to use it despite swinging it wildly.
Meanwhile Camilla and Loki prepared themselves for the coming battle, making sure their own weapons were ready.

- Dear huh? – Said Camilla.

- Oh my, is that a twinge of jealousy I hear?

- Not now Loki, save it for when we come out.

- Don’t worry about it darling I’m not going to take her away from you.

- Darling?

That surprised Camilla, but there wasn’t time for anything else as Kiran let out a small shriek as a rotten arm tore through the door and tried to grab her. Surprised and terrified, the woman wielded the sword and cut of the arm, earning a pained moan from the outside. As she retreated the horde banged on the door, the women taking positions and ready for the door to fall. As more limbs tore through, Camilla swung mercilessly, but eventually the door fell. The monsters were a dozen and a half or so, most of them being shambling rotten corpses, but there were a couple of floating eyes and three sword wielding skeletons.
Camilla’s axe swiftly maneuvered around, and in few minutes had cut down most of the rotten corpses, the skeletons and floating eyes however, were very much alive. For a bunch of mindless monsters, they knew a thing or two, since the women had their stamina drained by the horde. The rotten corpses had acted as cannon fodder while one of the eyes sapped their strength out of them and the other hurled magic projectiles. The skeletons closed in, joining the two remaining zombies in close combat. Metallic clangs filled the room, while the swords clashed with axe, staff and rusty sword; only for them to receive a counterattack and Camilla cut the remaining zombies’ heads. Now the eyes close in too, trying to overwhelm them for the skeletons to hit their target. One of the eyes used its tentacles to leach onto Camilla, making her difficult to move. Loki was busy fending of two skeletons and Kiran had stabbed the sword through the other floating eye’s… well, eye.
A loud and satisfying crack made clear that the healer had cracked a skull and the sounds of bones falling signaled the demise of one enemy. That left two skeletons and an eye. With Loki busy and Camilla immobilized, Kiran tried to get the sword unstuck from the corpse, only for it to break in two, leaving her with half blade. Desperate to help the former princess she threw an artifact she had carried this whole time, but it was inert and had no use whatsoever. This caught the monster’s attention, which turned away from Camilla. The nohrian broke free, and delivered a devastating strike to the skull, shattering it and destroying it on the spot. Another loud crack indicated that Loki had finished too, the attention of the three women towards the only remaining enemy. Seeing itself between a literal sword and the wall, the eye focused its energy in one last spell, one that was cut down by Camilla’s axe. The monster fell to the ground and the room fell silent, Kiran sitting on the ground and Camilla and Loki standing up, the three of them panting.

- That’s all of them? -Asked Kiran.

- I think so. -Answered Loki.

Camilla let her axe go, picking up what Kiran had thrown at the skeleton. It was a weird contraption. Small without any sort of blade, but it did have a trigger. Camilla’s experience with ranged weapons wasn’t the best one, and having been a flying warrior she tended to avoid them, but she did recognize the firing mechanism of ballistae and such. She put it down and offered it to Kiran.

- Thanks for the help.

- Yeah, don’t worry…

The women were on guard once more as the supposedly fallen monster fired its spell. A bright circle of light with runes on it was fired towards them, the monster dying after firing. Loki managed to dive out of the way, but Camilla and Kiran were hit dead on. They didn’t know what the spell was, but they weren’t dead nor had they been frozen nor set on fire. However, the spell was taking place, as Camilla felt her body get heavier and heavier while the artifact she had passed to Kiran somehow seemed to be fusing to her right hand.

- Oh no you won’t!

Loki fetched her staff and started a spell of her own, another circle appearing under them and fighting the one the monster had casted. Camilla and Kiran felt they were burning from the inside out, but Loki’s spell seemed to sooth this, or at least it tried. They saw Loki close her eyes and grit her teeth while both spells battled, a bright white light consuming everything.

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Camilla opened her eyes once more. She was alive, that was good, but something felt very different this time.

- Oh, you’re awake. Good, welcome back.

She looked up to see Loki look down at her, only to give her a smile that felt sincere and genuine. However, when Camilla tried incorporating, she held her down, her smile fading into a more serious expression.

- You might want to seat on the bed darling, there’s much we have to talk about and you have changes to assimilate.

Once she nodded, she took the hand Loki offered her, and then she saw what Loki meant. Her right arm was made of purple metal, and if what she saw was not a hallucination this only meant that the rest of her was too. She quickly stood up and looked down, only to be greeted by her immense bust, which was very metallic just like her arm. Her other arm and legs were too and touching her body she confirmed that indeed she was wholly metallic. Loki got a hold of her staff and conjured a small fog, one that took on an oval shape and formed a reflecting surface where Camilla could look at herself. Two pupil-less eyes looked back at her. There she was, purple metal from head to toe, having taken in her entire body the color of her hair. Her long wavy hair fell down her back and around her face, a couple locks falling down to her breasts and hiding her left eye, although she could see without any problem. She tentatively touched herself again and the results were contradicting at best. She felt like smooth metal but was as malleable as flesh, and just as sensitive, while being cool from laying on the ground yet feeling warm from her inside. She was surprised by Loki, who playfully hugged her from behind, and had gotten as naked as she was, pressing her enormous breasts against her back. She felt wonderful, and touched her hands, letting herself be embraced.

- I’m sorry, this is partly my fault so I believe an explanation is in order.

However, before they could sit down Camilla found out she still had her voice and her memory intact.

- Kiran?

- She’s still out cold.

Both women turned around and faced their peer, Camilla left speechless by the sight. Kiran was still laying on the ground, but the woman had changed as much as Camilla had. She was metallic from head to toe too, with her hair tied in a ponytail and her two free locks around her face, but instead of Camilla’s purple color she had taken after her platinum hair, now being completely platinum. However, that wasn’t the only change since the girl had golden streaks all over her, having taken the pattern of her lost cloak and having literally made them her own. Her right hand was the other great attraction, since it had fused with the inert artifact, now looking like a mixture of both the texture of it and the platinum of her body. She looked like she was wearing a gauntlet, but deep down both women knew it had fused with her and both woman and artifact were now one.

- That artifact she has, or rather she is, is very powerful. It can summon heroes from other realities at her command and with some luck.

- Then how did we end up like this?

- Apparently, she was being summoned too, but to where I don’t know. I was shifting through dimensions too and both of our powers collided. To boot, I watched your predicament and tried to get you while I was traveling, and the whole thing ended leaving us three stranded here.

- Stranded?

- We are in a dimension of our own. Due to our necessities it has generated what we tend to perceive an “idyllic world”, but due to the collision some other complications arose.

Camilla put two and two together and quickly understood what were these “complications”.

- During the battle that thing tried playing its last card. The spell turns whoever receives it into a monster chief, a beast with the only goal of spawning monster endlessly until it is put down. I was able to avoid that part.

At this revelation Camilla shivered. She always had considered herself a doting big sister and had wanted to be a loving and a doting mother, but not like this. They had been lucky to have Loki around or they would have ended up with a very different and disgusting fate.

- The thing is, the whole “monster” part is still technically active. I suppose this form you have taken is some sort of monster from your world?

- Well… I’m missing the mask and the muscles, but I could pass for some sort of weird faceless…

- Faceless huh?

- Better not to talk about it, not the proudest moment as a nohrian.

- Alright then. However, as I said I cannot reverse this and my powers are very limited now.

- Due to this clash of power?

- Smart girl. -Said Loki winking at her. - I can see you are not all looks and have brains too.

Had it not been for the obvious playful tone Camilla would have taken some serious insult. She enjoyed her looks, but hated with a fiery passion when people thought of her as little more than a mindless slut. Those that had had found their faces in the dirt and, in the hoshidans case, an axe to the cranium while she smiled back at them.

- So, for all purposes, we are stuck here. We can be attacked by monsters so when Kiran wakes up, I plan on telling her about this, since we should work on making this fort both defensible and livable.

- Smart girl, I can see that you are not all looks and have brains too.

At Camilla’s comeback Loki turned around and faced her only to see the purple metallic woman wink at her. Feigning insult Loki turned her nose up and dignifiedly walked to where her robe was, picking it up and folding it nicely, only to playfully stick out her tongue at Camilla who giggled. It was only then when Camilla noticed the improvised bed Loki had tried to put together, being a badly treated blanket with some bags filled with hay on a battered wooden structure with hay on it. Only then an idea dawned on her, an idea that she was liking more with each moment that went by. She had tried to build a new life and fate wouldn’t have it, but here they were on an “idyllic” world, they had water supply and more likely some food was available, although she wasn’t sure they need it anymore. They could repair this place and make it more than a base of operations.

- Loki?

- Yes?

- Could you explain the whole “monster” thing once again.

- Well, as explained you would have become a monster pumping being, a brood mother of sorts.

- And it’s still possible?

- Technically yes.

By now they both knew where this was going. Loki was showing her back, by now being completely on purpose. As if her hands caressing her thighs and her clenched butt cheeks weren’t enough of a signal, Camilla slowly approached her.

- And how would this be done?

- Well, you would have to… how to put this… get carnal with your prey. As you keeping making her feel good, she will turn into a… faceless, was it?

- Yes, it was. On the other hand, “she”?

- Well, it’s just us women here so consider it a… practical example.

Camilla was now standing right behind her, and she could feel Loki’s expectation and emotion. Her whole body was clenched and the muscles tight, she was just waiting.

- And what would this result in for the… let’s say woman?

- Well, since the spell went sideways and you are not a monster pumping being, your chosen would eventually end up just like you. And, better yet, since you are still a female “chief” they would be you grateful servants. They would retain their free will, but they would be much more receptive to your suggestions. Well, yours and Kiran’s since she was hit too.

- Kiran too is a queen?

- Queen huh?

- Well, I am a royal.

- Well then, yes, she could be your consort, queen or whatever you want to call it. – Impatience started making itself present in her tone. – Anything else Darling?

Camilla embraced Loki from behind the other woman immediately gripping her metallic arms in anticipation. Loki felt Camilla’s breasts on her back and her embrace calling for her. She might have gone overboard with it, and now was coming to bite her. Perhaps Thorr was right in the end. Feeling Camilla’s metallic lips give her a small peck on the neck sent a shiver down her body. She could feel Camilla enjoying this, and she wanted in too, she wanted in badly.

- Then tell me. Would you like to become like me?

- Oh, I don’t know -feigned Loki- I’m a being of immense power and able to shift forms, yet due to my own mistakes I’m stuck here with two lovely ladies and one of them currently wants to turn me into a monster.

- Oh, you call this a monster? -Said Camilla while she ran one hand over Loki’s right side, caressing her and making her shiver.

- You are a monster, a gorgeous, smooth, shiny, cool yet warm monster. With an equally lovely monstrous companion and immense power between you two. -Loki turned around and threw her arms over Camilla’s shoulder, locking her behind her and bringing her as close as they could be while they squished their breasts against each other’s. – So, would you mind turning me into an equally lovely monster Darling?

No more words were needed as both women kissed passionately, while they ran their hands over each other. They kissed and caressed, giving the lust that Loki had slowly built up a way out. They took their loving to the bed, where they put their skills to good use. Camilla used her experience with herself and with some maids she had acquired back in Nohr and her small cabin, while Loki reciprocated in turn, not lagging behind at any moment. Kiran was still blissfully out and completely ignorant of what was happening very close to her, while Camilla and Loki got the transformation going. With great pleasure and joy Loki turned into her new metallic self, as her whole self took on the maroon color of her hair, leaving her as the third metallic beauty of the fort and probably the whole of the land. For Camilla’s joy they kept going after the transformation was complete, with some luck she had not only found a new home, but also new lovers and a family, even if it was a strange one.

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Kiran opened her eyes and clutched her head between her hands as she heard giggles and the sound of metal rubbing against metal.

- Oh, look who’s waken up.

- Welcome back sleepy head.

Reacting to Camilla’s and Loki’s voices Kiran incorporated groaning, only to realize her new body and look at her two partners. The image she was greeted with was something she had not expected in her whole lifetime. Both Camilla and Loki were kneeling on an improvised bed, and looking at her with wild lust. To her left, Camilla was now what seemed to be a living statue made of purple metal, while Loki to her right was a maroon one. They were pressing their big breasts against one another, while Camilla had her right hand on Loki’s left thigh and Loki had her left hand on Camilla’s arm.

- Hello Kiran. -Called both like sirens.

- Camilla? Loki?

- That’s us.

- Wha-?

- Come over here darling -called Loki- we have much to tell you and much to show you.

Slowly, and looking both at them and her new body, specially her right hand, she approached them. She was greeted warmly, and soon she found herself between the two of them. She still needed explanations, but this wasn’t bad at all, losing herself in the pleasure of their situation.