*Lady Elena Briargrove had been lucky enough to live a rather sheltered life in the capital, within the safe walls of her father's grand manor. Yet as some would say, all good things were fated to someday come to an end. The sudden death of the reigning monarch had come as a shock, not in the least because King Roderick lacked an heir...and so a bitter war of succession had erupted, allowing chaos to consume the once peaceful streets.*

*Her father had sent Elena away in a wooden carriage, pulled by a pair of twin stallions and accompanied by the most trustworthy men he could spare. Rather than take the main roads and risk being set upon by bandits or desperate refugees seeking to flee the capital themselves, Captain Brandon had opted to follow a lesser known road that had been abandoned for years, rendered obsolete by newer, more efficient roads for merchants and travellers to tread upon.*

*At first, all had been without incident. Then the road meandered this way and that, eventually passing through a dark and overgrown forest. Even the light from the oil lanterns hanging from the sides of he carriage could only do so much to counter the oppressive darkness that loomed over Elena's entourage. Worse yet, the men guarding her soon noticed strange implements hanging from the gnarled branches of nearby trees. Totems, of a sort, carved from wood, bone and feathers. Decidedly unlike anything Elena had ever seen, let alone read about in the comfort of her father's library.*

*The men tried to remain calm, yet the more superstitious amongst them soon began to whisper about rumours they had heard in taverns about witches who lurked in the depths of the wood, curses that oozed out of the very land itself to turn men into beasts. It was met with laughter and ridicule at first, yet the deeper into the forest the carriage ventured the stranger things became...*

*The totems became a much more common sight. Gently swinging back and forth in an almost hypnotic manner, alarmingly despite the lack of any notable breeze. The men who paid attention became more agitated and unsettled. Some even began to complain about a sudden tightness to their usually perfectly fitted attire...*

*Inside the interior of the carriage, Elena proved oblivious to the growing threat. She was dressed immaculately, her beautiful form adorned with the finest silk gold could buy. Seated opposite her were the two men she trusted most in the world. Both of whom were faring much better than the men riding alongside the carriage...spared, for now, from the totem's growing influence yet inevitably fated to fall in due time as well.*

*For the tales of dark magic that turned men into monsters were entirely true...*

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Hello there! I hope you enjoyed the little sample of my writing above as a sneak peak as to where I'd like this story to go and the sort of tone and vibe I'm looking to explore with a suitable writing partner. Needless to say, the basic premise is that an elegant noblewoman had found herself in a dark, creepy forest as a consequence of having to flee strife in her once peaceful home. Accompanied by some of the most trustworthy men she knows, her entourage pass through territory infused with strange totems and a dire curse that slowly but surely turns men into monsters. I'd like for each of the men to transform one by one and be corrupted at first into big, burly brutes before realising that the best way to sate their incredible lust is to share Elena with one another and make use of each and every one of her holes. Worse yet, (or better yet, depending on the point of view...) that won't be the end of it. The men change further, becoming outright monsters eager to sate their heightened urges with the only woman around to help them out...whether she wishes it or not.

There's going to be a lot of smut and sexual antics at play, though I won't say no to including some story and bittersweet tragedy. I'd like the men that my writing partner plays to be handsome, righteous and well-mannered. For them to each try and hold out and protect Elena only to succumb regardless to the curse. There's also plenty of room for knights sworn to defend her, yet Elena could very well have brought a cousin, brother, uncle, father and/or trusted friend along with her too.

I'd like for this to be a very erotic story with a lot of exploration of the concept of good, upstanding men succumbing to corruption, growth and lust. Having each man be more than just a face in the crowd is a strong desire of mine - for example, I'd love for us to explore the panic of her most trusted personal guard as he barks increasingly ignored orders at the other men only to see Elena groped and manhandled by her supposed defenders. To say nothing of the fear he'll experience when he, too, begins to succumb to corruption.

Elena herself will of course seek to resist - at first. I'd rather it not be a constant storm of misery for the poor thing, so she'll eventually come to enjoy it on some level. Even if it is due to her mind being broken by the pleasure of big, brutish cocks coming at her from every direction!

I'm willing to tweak details to be to our mutual liking, but to speak of my favourite kinks then they'd include the following:

Seduction, temptation, male muscle/cock/balls/gut/body hair growth, unusual cocks (horsecocks/knots/tentacles/ovipositors/etc), muscleguts/dad bods, weight gain, rough sex, difficult penetration, visible throat/stomach bulging, size differences, breast/nipple play, lactation, 'daddy' play, incest, dirty talk, crude male habits (belching, groping, manspreading, etc), personality changes, identity death, forced and willing body worship, sweat, musk, mind break, double/triple penetration, makeshift sex toys (sword hilts, etc), cum play, cumflation, cum/musk addiction, breeding, smegma, toilet play, face-sitting, rimming, grunting, groaning, gooning and much more.

Not everything listed is required so I don't mind dropping anything you're not all that eager to include! Feel free to inform me of your own kinks as well!

As for limits, no gender transformation, gore or death please!

As outlined, the intention is for a gradual and slow burn transformation. One with two distinct stages, the first leading to the men taking on a more brutish version of their current appearance and later devolving into outright monsters. On that front, I'm open to both traditional options like orcs, demons, minotaur, werewolves and wereboars as well as more unusual monsters such as lizardmen, gnolls, mindflayers, slime-men and more! All I ask is that we don't rush things and write something that explores all the neat little physical and mental changes involved in an upright, heroic bunch of mendevolving into crude, lustful monsters.

I'm willing to compromise and include kinks that my writing partner suggests within reason. I won't promise to be open to everything suggested, however!

If you've read all this, then you have my thanks! Feel free to message me but please send more than just a lazy one liner. Let me know what you liked best, what ideas of your own you have and so on.

I write in the third person and like multiple paragraphs per post. I'd also prefer to plan out characters and find references for their human and monster forms rather than jumping right in, so please take note of that as well! Finally, I'd like to highlight that this is indeed a long term project and one I'm rather excited about, so someone who has similar enthusiasm would be adored.

As an additional note, I'm more than happy to have the horses and hunting hounds accompanying the entourage change as well...

**I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+**

[F4M] An elegant noblewoman is gangbanged by her corrupted, transformed guards! Long term, story driven erotic horror in a fantasy setting.