Chapter 0 - Katarina X Garen

It was night at Toir, a place where the Institute of War was station. Bringing people to flock too and with them, a city formed around it where merchant from all over Runeterra goes. Along with fans wanting to meet the Leagues Champions, such as Luxanna The Lady of Luminosity.


But something else arrives at the foot of the Institute of War immense stairs, a dark cloaked figured carrying an odd looking staff. The mysterious person appears to be tall and lean, but the cloak makes it impossible of what the person look like. Whether it was a man or a woman, ugly or beautiful. Their identity is kept secret thank to their hooded cloak.


The figure effortlessly trek up the many steps, not even showing any signs of fatigue after taking the final step. Putting the person to faced two gigantic armored guards, each armed with a halberd of equal size.


“Speak your business of coming here?” One of the two bellowed, asking the cloaked figured for being here.


“I'm just interested in taking a tour of the place, is there a problem with that?” The Mysterious figure questioned back with a raspy voice, that made it hard for the two in figuring out who the person was. Leaving the Figure's identity to remain a secret.


“The tour is open till noon, so yes it is.” The first guard answered with the hint of annoyance, the stood forward before speaking as well.


“So you should leave...now!” The second guard explained with a tone that hinted a threat, slamming his halberd down against the floor to make his point clear.


“Well that can't happen, I'm going inside. Even if I need to force my way through or...put you two asleep.” The Figure expressed before raising it free hand and blew, creating a blue cloud to formed as it surrounds the two guards. Who try their fan the smoke away before it effects took hold, making them grow tired as they collapse. Both snoring in unison as they lay on the cold floor.


The Mysterious Figure made a small chuckle before entering through the giant double doors, turning into black smoke and seeping through the cracks. Then quickly solidifying to normal like nothing had changed, “now then...what shall I do for fun.”






“Go away, Garen!” Voiced a woman voice, anger noticeable in her tone. Which was aimed at a tall man with short brunette, who was chasing after the redhead. Making an uproar of clanging metal from his armor with every step he took.


“C'mon Katarina, give me a chance at least.” Garen pleaded, not giving up the chase for the Sinister Blade's affection.


Katarina turned to face the Demacian eye to eye, even though she had to look up to do so. But her stare still hold effect as she glare up at Garen, making the man to stop from both her sudden stop and the small fear of being harmed. “I'm going to say this once, so listen carefully. I. Do. Not. Like. You!” Katarina yelled at him with every word, jabbing at Garen's chest plate with great force.


Which caused the Might of Demacia to stumble back, clearly a little frighten by Katarina's furious jabbing. Partially glad she wasn't using any of her swords or daggers. “But...I do, and it not because of your looks either.” Garen responded, keeping his eyes locked with the redhead's anger-filled ones.


“Ugh...You said that to me many times, it sweet and all. But I don't feel that way, so it best to accept that already. Now...I'm heading to bed and you best do the same, good night Crownguard.” The Sinister Blade retort before turning and walked off, but something caused her to stop.


That something being a someone as a cloaked figure stood before them, holding an odd looking staff in one hand. “Sorry to interrupt, but I couldn't help overhear your conversation. And it brought me thinking of many ideas.” The Mysterious Figure stated bluntly, not even caring for the angry daggers coming from the redhead glare.


The Figure began to pace before the two, making a faint series of foot steps to echo throughout the empty hall. Including the sound of wood hitting stone from the Figure's staff, that repeatedly hit the floor as it owner pace.


“Who are you and how did you get in here?” Garen demanded with authority, he normally wouldn't if the person was a Summoner. But the person before him didn't resemble as one, the cloak was too dark and they don't normally use staffs.


The questions made the Figure to stop pacing, turning only the hooded head to stare at the Might of Demacia. Then took hold of the cloak before throwing it off with little effort, revealing to the two as they stared the Figure. Taking in the Mystery Person's appearance.


The obvious thing for them to note was the person was clearly a woman, who stand at equal height as Katarina's. Wearing an attire that look to be a mix of Evelynn's and Leblanc's prefer style, excluding the spikes and high collar. It consisted of mainly leather straps that intertwines over one another, the cape hanging off her back made it complete. And thanks to those straps, it left very little imagination as her milky white skin can be seen with clear detail under the strips of leather. Thankfully, for Garen's sake, the woman's long raven black hair were draping over her large bust, that could almost out beats Sona's immense breasts, thus hiding them partially from full view. Same goes with her other womanly bits as a wide strip of leather draped down from her belt, hiding her crotch such a bit as well. The belt that slightly contrast the black leather strips, hold countless array of vials. Each filled with a variety of colors, though the contents didn't appear to be liquid, but something akin to powder instead.


“Now...if you're done gawking at my beautiful body, it time for me to get some entertainment.” The woman bluntly announced with a wicked smirk, eying the two Champions as they stared back.


Though Katarina could tell she was looking them over thoroughly from head to toe, herself especially as Katarina caught the woman's eyes staring in her direction. Garen likely couldn't notice it with his lack of training she gone through to become one of Noxus' assassins, his was likely all about brute strength.


“What sort of entertainment are you talking about? Because whatever it is, we're not interested.” The Sinister Blade retort, eyes lock with the scantly dressed woman.


Garen remained quiet, but he was in equal agreement with the crimson-hair Noxian. He stood beside her as he take hold of his sword, readying himself for a fight.


Though the two soon became caught off by surprise as they listen to the woman's cackling laugh, that sounded both beautiful and menacing at the same time. “What makes you think that I was asking?” The woman stated before she began to walk toward them, moving in a casual and peaceful manner. The only thing that wasn't remotely pleasant was her smile, that shows hint of malice despite looking like the opposite.


Katarina drew out her two swords before getting in a ready stance, Garen doing the same as he gripped firmly on his drawn sword. But before they could make a move, the woman stop a few meters or so away. Standing in an alluring posture with one hand on her hips, while the other hang with her staff in her hand.


“Just realise I haven't introduced myself,” the woman noted before giving the two a simple bow. “Name Desiree, Desiree The Gendermancer.”


Hearing Desiree's title made the two confused a little, distracting them enough from the subtle movement Desiree was making as she took one of her vials and threw it at the gap between the two Champions. Causing an eruption of purple smoke, instantly effecting Katarina and Garen as the two started coughing. While Desiree jumped away from a good distant to spare her from the fate the two were now facing.


Unlike the blue smoke she created to knock out the two guards, the purple smoke was doing something else to the two Champions. Their cheeks were flushing up in a shade of red, while their bodies were unnaturally warming up. Enough to cause them to want to strip out of their clothes, which they were finding discomforting at the moment.


“What...what did you do to us?” Katarina demanded, trying to glare at the Gendermancer. But finding it hard to do so through the haze blurry her vision.


“Oh...nothing much, just a little something to loosen you up. Heightening your sex drive a little,” Desiree explained with a wicked smile.


Hearing her last words made the Sinister Blade to stare wide-eye at Desiree, hands tightening their grip on her two swords. Readying herself to Shunpo at the woman, but her mind was too clouded to think straight and thus she couldn't focus enough to even try.


Still holding that wicked smile, Desiree twirl her staff before holding it out. Pointing the headpiece at the two, which had became more visible for their eyes. Seeing it some sort of silver ring, with three arrows pointing outwards along it sides. The one on the right, their right to be exact, was a simple arrow with a V tip at the point. While the one opposite of it didn't had one, but a sort of plus sign or a lower cast T. The middle one that pointed upwards being the oddest, as it appear the fusion of the other two. Another thing that Katarina had notice, was that each of the three had a gem on them of three different colors. Blue, pink, and purple.


“Now then, why don't you two give me a good show. But first, let make a few little changes.” And with that said, Desiree's staff started glowing. Giving off a pink hue as a beam of light hit Garen squarely in the chest, forcing him onto his knees as he grasped at where it hit him.


“Garen!” Katarina cried out, despite her better judgment. Then return her gaze toward the Gendermancer, just in time to see the headpiece of Desiree's staff was now glowing purple. Soon casting a similar beam at the Noxian, only this time it made her fall down onto her ass. Causing the Sinister Blade to cry out from the pain jolting up from her rear.


Katarina was breathing heavily, mind dizzy with multiple possibilities of what is happening. Then to how she was going kill the Gendermancer. But first thing first, she need to deal with this rush of pain going throughout her body, which at first was quite painful before becoming something strangely pleasant. But Katarina can pinpoint where it coming from, down between her inner thighs. Just above her woman hood, feeling something growing...but what exactly deludes the Noxian. Because she couldn't do anything, except waiting for it to end.


While Katarina try to process what was happening to her, the same can be said about the Might of Demacia. Who was breathing much heavier than Katarina was, but unlike what Katarina was going through. Garen's body was spasmming uncontrollably. Tossing and turning where he lay as he felt his body changing, the first thing be the feeling of becoming smaller. Or at least, the loss of his toned muscle. That appear to be shrinking a little bit, making the Demacian to feel lighter. Until he felt some weight forming on his chest, which was just around the time that Garen was feeling some swelling happening under his armor. Garen tries to lift his arms, only to find them heavy. Finding out that the cause was his own armor that was weighing them down, including the rest of his body. Making him think of one thing repeatedly, “what is happening to me!”


During all of this, Desiree was observing the scene before her as she sat on a conjured chair. Watching her handiwork being done with a satisfying smile, while patiently waiting for it to end once the transformation finishes. The moment it did, Desiree stood up and walked away from the comfy luxurious chair.


“That should be long enough, let get those clothes off. Like to see my handiwork as much as you do.” Desiree declared with a simple wave from her staff, which send a subtle wave of all three colors. Causing the two Champion's clothing to dematerialize from their body, thus allowing all three of them to see the changes to their bodies without trouble.


Garen's being the most noticeable, as he...she gawked at her heavy chest. Finding that she now has a pair equally matches to Katarina's bust size, even the rest of her figure was a clear comparison to the crimson-hair Noxian beside her. The only difference was that Garenna's body still hold remnants of her hard earned muscles, eying and rubbing the well-toned abdomen. But that was when Garenna notices the lost of her manhood, which was replaced with a womanhood. Complete with a mildly shaggy bush of brunette. Garenna swallow some courage as she turn her gaze toward Katarina, afraid to what she'll see.


Thankfully, Katarina didn't seem to have change at all, except for the lack of her clothing. That was until Garenna caught sight of something protuding upwards from between Katarina's legs, something that she was currently lacking. A male penis, fully hard and twitching at attention. Garenna couldn't see if that was all that remained, but her attention was taken by the light clapping coming from the Gendermancer.


Who had been looking the two over with a gleeful smile of satisfaction, liking how her spell had worked. Desiree's gaze switch between the two, longer at the currently embarrass Garenna. Slightly wishing she was the one to be taking her, but she was going to control herself for now. So she just smiled as she sat back down on her chair, one leg across the other as she waited. Another purple vial ready in her hand.


Katarina glared at the raven-hair woman, till her attention was pulled away by hearing an unfamiliar woman voice. The source being the Might of Demacia, who was once a man that follows her around like a lovesick puppy. And is now a woman with beauty that equals to her own, and despite the fact it was a woman she was looking at. Katarina could still feel familiar the presence of the Demacian, though it felt like he wasn't even gone. Just within the body of well-fit woman with long locks of dark brown hair, who was currently staring down at the Katarina's crotch.


Which she recently learned has a man reproductive organ, something Garenna has just lost. “Hey...quit staring,” Katarina demanded as she try to cover up her breasts and...manhood. Which she was thankful for not losing her womanhood.


“s-sorry...it just that, it too hard not to for me. Like there this...feeling of wants for it, is this what woman feel with this things.” Garenna spoke up with flush cheeks, still feeling the lingering effects of that lust-inducing smoke.


At first, Desiree thought she was going to have to throw another doze of that lust-inducing smoke at them, but she smiled when she see that wasn't needed as Desiree watched Garenna pressed her lips against Katarina's. Who at first, wanted to pushed the Demacian away from her. But she too was still inflicted from that purple smoke, and the need for satisfaction was to great for the Sinister Blade to ignore.


So she instead pulls Garenna to her, deepening the kiss with the Demacian. Giving in to her own needs as she feels up Garenna's toned body, almost making Katarina wish that Garenna still had her cock. But that not important at this very moment. What is more important was to try and satisfy their needs for pleasure. Something that Garenna has took the first step in doing so, her hands grasping firmly around Katarina's third blade and began stroking it. Past memories of being forced to do this with her own after a match or two against or with the Sinister Blade, which had sadly became a routine thing for the Demacian.


But now, despite the changes to her body, Garenna was finally fulfilling her dream as she kept up with Katarina. While her hand worked the Noxian's impressive girl cock, putting her countless times of masturbating to good use for another. Working the tip with her thumb, while jerking along the length as she squeezes it sightly. Putting small amount of pressure onto the soft underbelly of Katarina's cock, receiving a few approving groans from the redhead.


Who was returning the stimulation with her skillful fingers, which were rubbing up Garenna's newly required womanhood. Feeling two rubbing and pushing into her pussy, while Katarina's thumb was rubbing Garenna's clitoris with a small circular motion. Then gradually began fingering the Demacian carefully, fully knowing that she might be a virgin. Something that made the crimson-hair Noxian to wonder if Garenna had been with any other girls, causing a strange feeling of jealousy to form. Something that made Katarina to briefly paused and blurt it out unknowingly, “have you...been with anyone else?”


Upon hearing that, Garenna ceases her actions and stared into Katarina's eyes. “A few...but they don't make me feel like I am now, being this close to you. Just hope it isn't happening because of that purple smoke.” Garenna answered honestly, knowing fully well that the Sinister Blade would likely find the truth if she had lied.


Katarina stared back with fully redden face, feeling embarrass for asking the question. Along with the aching guilt of what she said to the Demacian earlier, clearly not ignoring the possibility of hurting Garen's heart moments ago. “It a likely possibillty, but why dwell on it. We both need this and maybe...I'll give you a second chance, if you do well.” Katarina challenged with a smirk, then pulls Garenna into another heated kissing session.


During their little love making, ignoring the fact they were being watched. Desiree was making a knowing smirk, knowing full well that the effects of her Lust Powder had already worn off. But she didn't feel like spoiling the fun for the two, so the Gendermancer remained quiet for a bit longer and continue watching.


Which was still quite ignored as the two had changed position, Katarina was still laying down on her back. Not minding the cool stone floor beneath her, as she was too distracted with keeping up the passionate kissing with Garenna. Who was straddle comfortably on top of the Noxian, lips parted as their tongues wrestle for dominance with one another. Their hands equally busy as they caresses every inch of their partner's body, Katarina's hands lingering over Garenna's well-toned thighs and abdomen. Trying to mentally picture what the Demacian had looked like while still a man, something that causes her to blush again at catching her mind wandering on the topic.


Something Garenna didn't picked up, especially when she had something hard and pulsing behind her rear. Knowing it was Katarina's cock and knowing it was there, made the Might of Demacia's mind to linger upon how it would feel inside her. But a different idea pop up within her mind as Garenna broke the kiss, gigging at how Katarina wanting to keep it going. Only the brunette Demacian scooted down and lean forward, putting her head down to where Katarina's cock is. Soon putting her plan in action as Garenna surprises the redhead with her tongue licking up along it, while her hands was jerking the shaft once more.


Unfortunately, Garenna knows little on to best pleasure someone's cock with their mouth. Except from receiving one by those named “few”, Ahri being the most talented of among them and the only Champion Garenna had allowed to do it.


“Working outside your comfort zone, Garenna?” Mocked the crimson-hair Noxian, who was smiling down at the sad sight of a poor attempt of a blow job. Katarina soon took pity and began instructing the Might of Demacian, who was gradually making progress in her efforts and receiving voiced and moaned approval.


That made Garenna to work harder in her effort to pleased the Sinister Blade, head bobbing along the impressively long shaft of twelve inches. Noting how difficult it is for her to fit it girth within her mouth, doing what Katarina had instructed with using her tongue. Rubbing the soft underside of the foot long shaft, causing an uproar of wet slurping sounds. It wasn't long for the brunette woman to notice how her long hair was becoming an annoyance, thankfully though, Katarina took notice and held up Garenna's hair out of her way. Giving the Demacian some well needed freedom as Garenna increased her efforts, head bobbing faster along half of the length as her hands was busy with stroking the other half and Katarina balls that came with her cock.


“Mmm someone a fast learning, here I thought you were taught to just twirl around like a top.” Katarina joked with her compliment, clearly loving the hard work Garenna was making in pleasuring the cock. She wander what else the Demacian was good at doing.


It was that moment of thought did Katarina received her answer, as Garenna turn some of her attention towards Katarina's untouched pussy. Like she knew of what Katarina was thinking of, but was obviously just coincidence. Either way, Katarina was busy in just savoring the pleasurable stimulation that Garenna was giving her. Busying two of her fingers with pumping into Katarina's pussy, which had started becoming wet from the attention. While she was fingering and rubbing the Noxian's womanhood, Garenna was progressing in taking the rest of Katarina's cock. Gagging a few times as tears welled up from her tightly closed eyelids, but eventually made herself to take the whole length. Stopping right about the time her lips had hit the base of Katarina's cock, getting used to the feel of it deep inside her mouth and throat before gingerly bobbing along it.


Causing the Noxian redhead to arch her back as she takes the new sensation of receiving a full deep throatting, nearly losing herself in fully climaxing deep into the brunette's mouth. Only to control herself as she spurt out only bits of precum, which Garenna soon tasted after freeing her mouth from Katarina's cock. Lustfully staring up at the redhead as she try to wipe away any remnants of drool.


Katarina smiled down at Garenna and reach down to wipe some away from the corner of her mouth, then affectionately caress the side of Garenna's face. “You ready for what coming next?” Katarina asked, her eyes glancing downward at the saliva-covered foot long cock.


Garenna soon did the same with hint of dread, but soon nodded as she crawl up to be at eye-level with the redhead she loved dearly. Who pulls the brunette into another kissing session, while she lines up her cock towards Garenna's wet virgin pussy.


“This will hurt, so brace yourself.” Katarina warned as she locked eyes with the Demacian woman, who nodded silently as she was fully aware of what will happen.


Then with a brief moment of assuring that the Demacian was ready for a whole new experience, something she had only done to women she had bedded in the past. Now she'll be the one on the receiving end of being penetrated by something equally as big as the one she lost. And with another assuring nod between the two, Garenna dropped down onto Katarina's cock. Screaming out with a mix of pain and pleasure, having successfully taking the whole length with surprising ease. But evidence of the chance that Garenna was a virgin, became true with the sight of blood twickling between the seams of flesh.


“You...you okay?” Katarina worryingly asked, cupping the left side of Garenna's face. Getting a nod from the brunette as she whimper a little, tears running down from her eyes as she struggle through the lingering pain of being penetrated. Then slowly began to move her hips, eventually getting into a bouncing rhythm as the two create a lewd chorus of wet flesh slapping wet flesh.


Katarina's pulled Garenna into another passionate session of lip locking, their tongue exploring throughout the wet depths of their mouths. The redheaded Noxian taking a firm hold of Garenna's hips, then her toned rear as she helped the brunette in riding her. Both equally moaning into their heated kissing, while holding one another with pure loving affection.


Eventually, Katarina struggle with the coming feeling of the raging climax. Wanting nothing, but to keep this going a little longer. However, it seems Garenna was having the same predicament. Only she could no longer keep it at bay as she instantly broke their kiss, back arching as her head tilted back just around the time she began to go through her first orgasm. Screaming out a prolong word out toward the ceiling from the very bottom of her heart, “DEEEMAACIIIAAA!”


The crimson-hair Noxian would've laughed at the act, but she was too distracted to notice. As she too began to climax moments afterwards, only she didn't yelled out anything except a series of moans. Her lust-filled mind preventing her to act in time to prevent filling the Demacian, which was quite allot as Katarina's cum started leaking out from the overflow. Knowing full well that she likely to have impregnated the Demacian with that large amount of cum.


It had took a moment for the two to recover from their intense climax, the hallway being filled with only their soft panting. Which was soon replaced with a soft cackling laugh from the Noxian, just realizing what Garenna had shouted out earlier.


“Did you seriously shouted 'Demacia', please tell me you don't do for every time to cum?” Katarina jokingly asked, still laughing as it grew to a surprisingly cute giggling.


Garenna turn her head away in embarrassment, an act that made the redhead laugh even more before pulling the Demacian to briefly kiss her. “It was oddly cute,” Katarina complimented before making a shock face of realization, eyes looking down the hall behind Garenna.


Who did the same as she saw what Katarina was looking at, or what should be there and isn't as Desiree was gone. Including the red chair she had used to watch them comfortably. In it place was two set of neatly folded clothes and towels.


When the two finally managed to untangle from each other, Katarina was the first to get there as she needed to quickly clean herself up a little. In the mean time, Garenna was inspecting her clothes. Which wasn't hard to tell as the set of clothes matches the Demacian's old attire, only this was far more suit for a woman of her size. And thankfully, it wasn't too showy as it looked almost like her little sister's armor. Only it has bits of Garenna's original armor, which mean no frilly skirts to wear. But the pants were still tight-fitting, allowing her well-built legs and round rear to be greatly visible.


“It suits you,” Katarina blurted out, sliently cursing herself for saying it. “Since you'll need something to fit and it matches your old clothes.” The Noxian recorrected with a faint blush on her cheeks. Which Garenna respectfully kept quiet about and began getting herself clothed.


Something that didn't take too long, especially with a little assistant from Katarina. Who insisted with buckling the sides of Garenna's chest plate. But the two eventually cover up with their clean clothes, and was about to discuss on what to do about the Gendermancer. That was until Katarina was reading a piece of paper, which Garenna soon joined in on as the two sliently read it.


Left after you two started getting to the end, didn't want to be rude and watch something that intimate. Now if you couldn't tell, I was kind enough to leave you some clothes and the means to clean up a bit. I wish you two the best of luck, especially you Miss Crownguard.


Sincerely, Desiree The Gendermancer


P.S. My Lust Powder effects had worn off sometime before your little heart-felt conversation.


Those last words caused the two to look at one another, both remaining silent as they try to come up on what to say. Garenna being the first to break the silent, “how bout we continue this in my room...if you want to?”


“I would...like that, very much...Garenna.” Katarina answered with a sincere smile as she took the brunette's hand, then follow Garenna lead towards her room within the Institute living quarters.