Stella and the Trickster God

It had taken weeks, not to mention quite a few greased palms, to get all the information she needed about the artifact in question, and the temple it was located in. Set in the heart of what was once a bustling metropolis of ancient civilization, the ruins were now all that was left - especially since next to nobody had any sort of knowledge about their whereabouts, or even about the Amulet. Some called it the Amulet of Dolos, others the Amulet of Eris, and still others the Amulet of Mohini - it all depended on who you asked. But no matter who you asked, everyone who knew anything about the treasure at the heart of the temple agreed on one thing: it was cursed, by the powers of a trickster god of a lost culture. What the curse did, none could say, however - but Stella Hohenstein didn't fear silly curses. It was all just superstition to scare away any greedy thieves... right?

The temple itself was ancient, large stone walls coated in mysterious runes and inlayed with many ancient traps. Stella would have to be careful, being caught by any of them might result in grievous injury, instant death, or perhaps a fate even worse? It was hard to tell if anything like that really existed, but the ancient cultures were powerful in their beliefs of magic and curses, while long forgotten gods and timeworn charms hadn't survived to the modern era, who was to say they didn't still possess their power? Approaching the Aztec like pyramid, the sweltering heat of the jungle would wash down upon her, bringing with it that sort of sweaty heat that made it hard to tell the difference between your soaking top and your skin, the buzz of insects giving way to a dark, gloomy entrance ahead of her, forking off just ahead, one to the left, and one to the right, giving her a choice of what fate awaited her...

She chose the right-hand path, shining her flashlight around to check for any tripwires or anything of the like that might have withstood the test of time. Finding none, she risked stepping into the corridor, sticking close to the walls - in her experience, the tiles in the middle of the hallway were usually the booby-trapped ones. Making it to the end of the hallway without triggering anything - something that, she blandly noted, had not happened in a while - she found herself standing in a small room, three more hallways in front of her... and what looked like a warning written on the wall above the one on the left, written in the ancient language of the people that used to live here. "Good thing I know how to read their language by heart by now," she quietly mused as she began quickly translating what was written on the wall.

indeed she had to be careful, the traps in this place as ancient as they were effective, the well seasoned adventurer having to slowly step around the side of the hallway, clinging to walls that were inscribed with all sorts of pictures about the god that once was worshiped here, a powerful being known simply as Eris, the serpent of trickery, the tales on the walls speaking of all the many times the female god had played tricks on the others, picking favourites and playing all sorts of games with the Mortals below, her reign only eventually ended as she was split into pieces by the king of the gods and scattered down onto the earth below. It was lucky she missed the traps in the middle, the darts that were embedded in the walls would of... well, perhaps that was better left to the imagination what that trickery serum could do when imbedded in warm, soft flesh.

Entering the chamber, the wall was marked with an old writing, allowing Stella to translate the warning into a modern tongue. "Beware, for you now approach the jail of the Serpent" the writing seeming to proclaim, the room seeming to head downwards in the one to the left, while the other two corridors seemed to trail off slowly into the gloom

She cautiously entered the chamber beyond the warning, her flashlight scanning the ground and walls for signs of more traps. To her surprise, she saw none. With a warning like that, she had expected at least some sort of protection for the Amulet... did the architects think the previous traps and the warning would scare off everyone? No, Stella mused, they knew they wouldn't... so why leave it so unprotected? What she didn't see, however, was two slitted eyes watching from the darkness as she progressed further into the temple, their owner smiling in anticipation - it had been so long since she'd had...company~

Of course the trap was pretty much set, just not an obvious one. No-one had ever managed to steal the amulet because quite simply, the amulet itself was a trap. The Goddess of Trickery had been split up and separated, trapped in artefacts like the amulet, and the power of even a fraction of a god was far too much for many mortals to deal with. The ones who were greedy, slimy often just became snakes directly, sliding off into the jungle to join the foliage, others were corrupted, turned into nothing more than wanton sluts, easily picked off by the jungle or whoever found them wondering back to civilisation. For those who were more balanced minded however? That had the potential to control such powers? Well... that was were the guardians of the temple came in with a slither, ready to make sure any creature like that used their new found powers in a way to better serve the serpent goddess...

Of course, Stella knew nothing of this - she only knew that the way ahead was clear, and that by now, she could even see an antechamber up ahead, with what could only be the amulet itself sitting around the neck of a large statue dedicated to Eris. As she approached, she took note of the craftsmanship, of how intricate it all seemed compared to the rest of the temple... and how, despite the wear and tear of the centuries, it still looked unblemished. As she continued looking at the statue, she could have sworn she saw a vision of a slithering tail, of a seemingly world-encompassing serpent with the face of a fork-tongued woman smiling down on her... she shook her head to clear it and looked again, now only seeing the statue and the beautiful amulet around its neck. She found herself admiring the craftsmanship... it truly was an intricate piece of art, a golden chain and border with what appeared to be a large emerald in the center of the pendant, which shined beautifully as it caught the light of her flashlight. And, as she stared, she had the sudden urge to wear it.

As the compulsion to wear the amulet built, she would feel the overriding need to have the metal touch her skin, feel the chain wrap around her neck and weigh her down as she would slowly pick it up and do as the subtle commands instructed, the green crystal seeming to glow a little brightly the moment it rested in place just above her chest. The moment she slipped it on, she felt a strange wave of relaxation wash over her body, almost calming in a sense as the magic coursed through, seemingly trying to decide what approach it was going to take to her, the Explorer's mind a tempting target as the magic probed it, making her thoughts tingle and jolt as it probed them one by one, judging her as a figure slithered out from the darkness, a small hiss in the air as a voice called out. "Oh, surprising! Usually the magic on that curse works instantly, either a pile of snakes or a braindead slut left behind, it seems you are more powerful than you appear human..." A hissing voice addressed her as a tall Lamia slithered out from the shadows, large breasts held back by a tight, skimpy bra as her tanned skin glistened in the torch light, yellow slitted eyes blinking as she licked her lips, waiting to see what the magic would do next

Instead of the shock and terror that would normally follow the reveal of such a monster, Stella found herself feeling rather calm about all this... as she stared at the lamia's face, she found her gaze tracing the patterns of her scales, the curve of her breasts... and the colors in her eyes. The magic of the amulet probed deeper, making her head tingle more as she found herself admiring this serpent lady... taking comfort in her presence... and with a glassy-eyed look, still staring into the serpent's eyes, she took a step towards her.

"Oh? No words? Perhaps a stunned silence? That's ok my dear, I guess the magic is starting to take its hold. Why don't you relax for me? Take a nice, deep, long breath, is there any part of my body that entices you, that the magic of your eyes just feels... drawn towards?" The Serpent smiled as she began to sway her body slowly, side to side, making her voluptuous frame jiggle as the smoothness of her belly dancing grabbed her attention, that smooth stomach, so easy to stare into, large breasts, so tempting, so easy to sink into and wonder what was below that top. And of course, not to mention those large, glowing eyes, flashing with an almost rainbow of pulsing spirals that just made her feel... silly? Like she wanted to giggle and smile at the very sight of that hypnotic pattern as the serpent slowly coiled in closer to the dazed explorer

She felt a dizzy smile begin to slide across her face as she watched the beautiful snake woman dance back and forth, her beautiful breasts jiggling and her eyes pulsing with colors... colors that were filling her mind, combining with the magic of the pendant as the amulet finally decided what to do with her. It started by targeting certain thoughts inside her mind, enveloping them, coiling around them like a snake would coil its prey... She felt those thoughts begin to fade, being consumed... all the while, she watched the swaying snake, thinking about how beautiful her dance was, and how wonderful it would be to dance like that... she looked so enticing right now, Stella wanted nothing more than to worship that beautiful, swaying, slithering body.

"That's it, as I move, just feel yourself start to sway as well, swaying because you just feel so heavy, so silly, so tired, it's been a long day hasn't it? Why don't you just find somewhere to rest..." She explained, that long, scaly tail moving in, coiling around her body before squeezing firmly, pushing her in closer against her body as the adventurer would quickly find herself wrapped in the tight embrace of those coils, starting to caress her soft skin as fingers ran along her shoulders, the Lamia giggling as she pushed her forehead against Stella's own, blasting her mind point blank with that colourful glow. "And after all, you do feel very, very silly don't you? Like all of your thoughts are a big balloon, a long tail wrapping around your puffing up thoughts, squeezing tightly, almost like getting it to the stage of bursting..." She smiled as the magic of the amulet made it so, isolating her thoughts, her will, her resistance, balling it up and squeezing hard, squeezing her brain itself almost as she would feel the tightness in her head making thinking hard, staring and relaxing so much easier in comparison as the large breasts of the serpent pushed firmly against her own

"So... silly..." she cooed, her smile growing wider as the colors and the pendant's magic filled the gaps left in her mind as the ball of thoughts was squeezed tighter and tighter... The pendant was shining a very bright green by now as the magic continued wrapping around that mental ball, squeezing and squeezing and squeezing... until finally... POP.

As the squeezing got tighter, it could only go so far before it popped, her mind exploding in a sudden wave of pleasure as her body felt the changes in an instant, the squeezing of her mind matching in time with those coils squeezing tightly around her body as well. The rush of pleasure was like an explosion of fire works, bouncing around in her head and making her eyes roll before shooting down her body, the blast making her breasts suddenly bounce outwards and rip her top, shooting down lower and making her ass give a strained jiggle as it swelled up against those coils, pressing against them and forcing her to loosen the grip from the force until finally arriving at her cunt, anything left of her mind that hadn't been turned into slutty flesh now gushing out of her cunt, the Lamia giggling as her new, empty minded slaved drooled in her grip, kissing that slack jawed mouth softly as she ran a hand through her hair. "Now, doesn't that feel better? Mindless and silly, free of all of those thoughts and free will? mhmm~" She giggled, running a hand down between Stella's legs to gather some of her juices, trailing it up the explorer's body before cleaning her own fingers with that long, forked tongue

What once was Stella simply gave a dazed, empty giggle at the feelings this lovely lamia was giving her...  and it was so nice of her to show her how nice it felt to coil like this... She giggled again, her limp body trembling slightly in the aftershocks of that orgasm. She moaned as she felt the serpent lady run her fingers across her cunt and nipples as the kiss continued, the feeling making her shake as she began to rapidly build up to another orgasm already... and then the pendant began the next stage of her transformation.

"Oh yes, well as much as I would love to leave you an empty minded and drooling pet for me, the fact that you are still here after wearing that amulet for so long only means one thing, it seems like we are finally going to get another guardian! You should be honoured, serving Elis like this, you too can be a lovely Lamia just like me, bit tits, lovely skin, a big, serpentine tail? Well you have some of those already, but lets just get the rest of it going shouldn't we?" She smiled as she leaned in to kiss Stella deeply, filling her with a strange feeling, like her mind was being pumped, a strange sort of venom from the Lamia mixing with the amulet's magic as she felt it increasingly difficult to pull her legs apart, almost like they were fusing together, a soft warmth in her thighs as her legs seemed to stick and grow outwards, bending at the floor and coiling out behind her, no longer flesh, but thick, emerald scales much like the gem of the amulet, her canines starting to grow into a serpents fangs as her eyes became slits, hair growing out slowly as well as she continued that passionate kiss in their embrace.

As Stella's mind filled, her arms came to life, wrapping around the lamia as the kiss grew hotter, swallowing more and more venom with an almost reverent eagerness. She wanted to be a lamia, she wanted to be a servant to Eris... As her tail grew longer and longer, she moved it, the motion as easy as walking once was, eagerly wrapping it around the lamia holding her up as the kissing and grinding and rubbing continued. Her mind was awash with new ideas and memories, of worship towards her fellow lamia and reverence to Eris, rituals and rites she would perform in the name of the almighty Trickster Goddess... alongside all her lamia sisters~

She was being warped, changed, her body only vaguely resembling the human explorer she had once been as those changes reached a conclusion, finishing off that long, emerald tail that wrapped around the ruby scales of her lover, the pair of them so caught up with wrapping around each other than they fell to the ground panting, rubbing and squeezing each other, a coiled mass of scales and flesh, large breasts squeezing together, lips locking as long tongues coiled for control, fingers finding cunts as she tried to pleasure her, as her companion pleasure Stella, the pair of them locked in ecstasy as the Trickter god laughed in their heads, joyous to spring such a trap, to ad yet another serpent to her fold as the ritual came to an end with an immense heat, surging from the amulet as a single phrase ran through both of their minds. "Cum, Cum and serve your new Goddess, for eternity..."

And cum they did, writhing on the floor, all the while hissing out thanks to their Goddess for allowing them this pleasure. With this, the last of Stella's humanity was purged... except for one thing. She felt the magic of her Goddess and Mistress reaching into her mind and plucking away her name, easily erasing it. "With this, my lovely little lamia, you are reborn. I hereby name you Apep... and you will serve me until the end of time." The newly-named Apep panted, hissing out her thanks to her Goddess before another command had her rise up, slithering her way over to the statue that she now looked upon with such reverence and replacing the amulet around its neck - she no longer needed it, but her Goddess certainly would, and so she was happy to serve.

Of course, the temple fell silent once again, but the leads and hints that lived on in rumours and folklore still drew more adventure's to this place, the followers of Eris not having to wait long until the next adventure walked oh so willingly into their lair, making their way slowly through the dust as they peered into the gloom with their torch, eyes falling once again on the amulet much as Apep had done before. The two of them waited, the Lamia's watching with smiles on their face, wondering just what would happen to the poor girl once the amulet was placed over their head, though as she approached and touched the metal, seeing her eyes roll up as her body convulse, cum and tits expand like balloons it was clear that the pair of them would be having fun with a mindless thrall for the next week or so...