“Excellent.” The demon said as the contract was signed.

Impossibly large vines burst down from the ceiling. The heroine was hoisted above by the verdant tendrils and pulled up into the darkened dome of the ossuary. Only a purple light remained below, which was drawn toward the Demon as he watched her disappear above.

She awoke later in a dense jungle. A warped forest, trees growing and wending through a hollow of trees. The eerie woods teemed with voices of animals both recognized, and unknown. There was a moment of calm, and the heroine felt everything all at once, all the fears, angers and concerns and constraints of their life.

The pressure built within, burning and wracking her from the core - the pressure threatening to destroy them. As they teetered on the brink, the deal’s condition was met. At last a primal roar bellowed from their core and out of their mouth, to drown out the rest of the internal cacophony. Two massive arms erupted from their sides, bristling with muscle and fur! Surging with power as the horrible feelings were torn away, and she grew to dwarf those mortal concerns.

Thick fur travelled along the growing frame, save for the face, chest, hands and feet. Her original arms bulked up to match the gorilla arms they grew first. The skin hardened, as horns grow above her changing brow.

With a satisfying release, the face pushed out, and the last scrap of clothing tore away. Her legs changed proportion, and her feet - now shaped like the other four gorilla hands - burst from the shoes. As the last mortal care faded away, she unleashed a powerful roar to claim her territory in the wild.

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The bats coalesced beyond the throne, forming back into the shape of the demon. He placed the soul into the phylactery, and laid it into the shelves above, with the others. This bargain ensured the barbarians in the wilds would be eliminated, and the Gorilla Tribe would have a new ally. Keeping those two forces balanced was key to keeping the Bishop happy, and he could proceed with the next part of his plan.

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Missmarlith needed to escape her own debts and prisons, and for the mere cost of a soul, and also being a-four-armed gorilla, Agezazel is always happy to oblige~

Commissions: Missmarlith
Theme: DEMONIC CONTRACTS 2020
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2020
~Age