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The Fall of the Great Rebellion
Written by The Slime Wizard
Chapter 10: "Chilling Sacrifice"

Previously: Hordak’s Heroine Hunt concluded as his forces captured and slimed Flutterina and Queen Angella while killing Madame Razz and Broom. Hordak made Angella watch as her friends were all raped by the Horde before putting her to work. At the same time, Shadow Weaver used the enslaved She-Ra to eliminate Light Hope. Meanwhile, Sorceress revealed her plan to Frosta, who was decidedly NOT happy with it.

***

Deep in the Kingdom of Snows, Frosta was steeling herself. Just outside the border of her homeland, the forces of the Evil Horde had her people surrounded. The only thing protecting them was the field of absolute zero temperature she was producing.

And now, here she was, preparing to leave her people in their hour of need, to do what was needed to save the Great Rebellion and all of Etheria. The moment she left, the field would dissipate, and the Horde would march in and conquer the Kingdom. The knowledge that even if she succeeded in saving the others, her subjects would be dominated by Hordak made her sick to her stomach.

She looked at the Sorceress, who was likewise steeling herself for the mission ahead.

“My people will suffer, possibly die, because of this.”

“I know,” admitted Sorceress. “But what other choice is there? One kingdom against the freedom of the rest of Etheria AND Eternia. I fear that is the exchange that must be made. I do not envy you at this moment. You wear two crowns, one as their queen, and another as the last standing leader of the Great Rebellion. And the decision between which to wear must be crushing you.”

“It does, but you’re right. Besides, now that Light Hope’s knowledge is in the hands of Shadow Weaver, it’s probably only a matter of time until the Horde finds a way past my barrier anyway.” She felt her eyes tearing. “No matter what I do, my people are doomed.”

“Not necessarily,” responded Sorceress. “Once our friends have been freed from Hordak’s control, we can retake the Kingdom of Snow, as well as Mystacore and Brightmoon.”

Frosta prayed she was correct. It disturbed her to leave her people without any word, but announcing what was about to happen, to warn her people, would also mean warning the Horde. If that happened, all would be lost. She hoped that someday, they would be able to forgive her. No… She prayed that they would SURVIVE to be able to forgive her.

“There’s no point putting this off,” she said with a sigh. “Let’s get to work.”

“Of course,” said Sorceress as she gestured. Two portals materialized before the two women. They glanced at one another, and without another word, each stepped through one. As the portals closed, the barrier began to fall.

Ten minutes after that, the Horde standard flew atop the castle. The Kingdom of Snow belonged to Hordak.

***

Frosta stepped through the portal to find herself in a dingy, grimy factory that reeked of chemicals and malice. She looked around and saw it everywhere. Horde Slime. The very substance the monster had used to enslave or kill all of her friends. As Sorceress had promised, she’d been deposited in the very factory Hordak was using to mass-produce the ooze. Not wanting to be seen, she quickly ducked behind a large computer terminal. Several Horde Troopers marched past where she’d been standing only a moment prior. She considered attacking them from behind, but dismissed the notion. The time would come to fight, but FIRST, she had something much more important to do. She closed her eyes as she focused all her powers to recreate the absolute zero barrier she’d used to protect her people. But this time, she wasn’t expanding it to defend anything.

She was using it to DESTROY. Emanating from her body, the field of cold swept outwards. Whereas before, where the cold never touched her subjects, NOW it immediately froze everything it came into contact. The Horde Troopers turned JUST in time to be turned into icy statues. In under thirty seconds, the field had enveloped the entire factory.

Frosta stood up and looked around, satisfied with the results. All the machinery had ground to a halt. Even the slime it was producing could not survive the unimaginable drop in temperature and had been turned solid.

Wordlessly, she took another deep breath and summoned up a glacier from below. The effect was immediate as the entire factory exploded into several billion icy shards that flew almost a mile in all directions, littering the landscape with scrap, rubble, and tiny bits of frozen slime that could never harm anyone again. In addition, the tremors caused by her glacier had toppled many of the surrounding buildings, crushing scores more Troopers. Standing atop the glacier, Frosta surveyed her handiwork.

“A good start.” She clapped her hands together. “NOW it’s time to fight!”

***

Alarms blared throughout the Fright Zone as the factory shatter explosively. Looking at his laboratory monitor, Modulok was aghast as the sight came into focus.

“IMPOSSIBLE! My beautiful Slime Factory… OBLITERATED!” He saw Frosta astride her glacier, hands on her hips. He scowled. “This cannot be allowed to stand!” He tapped the communications array. “Hordak! The Factory has just been destroyed by Frosta!”

He expected rage and recriminations, followed by severe punishment. That didn’t happen.

“So, she’s finally made her move, eh,” said Hordak through the speaker. “So be it! Modulok, send all available forces to intercept her.”

“But she will just freeze them like she did the factory!”

“They don’t NEED to stop her. They just need to slow her down. I intend to deal with Frosta PERSONALLY.”

“As you command,” said Modulok. He turned to the control console and furiously got to work.

***

Frosta watched as hundreds of Horde Troopers, flying drones, and airships began to approach her from all sides. It had to be virtually every robot in the Fright Zone! She chuckled grimly. THIS was going to be FUN.

Gathering her powers, she compressed her field of absolute zero into the palm of her hand and released it in a mighty burst of speed. Everything in front of her immediately froze like the factory, the drones and airships falling from the sky and shattering on the ground. Sweeping her hand, she quickly turned a full circle, doing the same to all the remaining robots. In seconds, the only sounds left were the shattering of frozen metal and the howl of cold wind left in her wake. She slid down from the glacier and set foot on the ground, casually walking past the frozen Horde Troopers. She didn’t bother to shatter them; the cold alone would render them useless forever.

As she passed the last of the Troopers, she heard an all too familiar, and all too despised, chuckle. Hordak stepped into view, flanked by Grizzlor, Mantenna, Scorpia, and Mosquitor. She was surprised by the change in Hordak’s appearance. In addition to his face no longer being robotic, his flesh had turned gray, with no trace of blue. He’d also chosen to adopt a cape clearly themed on bats with its scalloped edges.

“A new look, Hordak?”

“You could say that. It seems that the more of you pathetic Rebels I slime, the more powerful the link between the slime and I becomes!”

She scowled. She wondered how many innocents he’d enslaved beyond just her friends, then decided it didn’t matter. He’d pay for every single one with his LIFE. She began to gather her cold once more. She’d end these five villains here and now, turning them to ice just like the robots. Killing Hordak wasn’t the plan, but she doubted Sorceress would complain about the alteration one bit.

“I wouldn’t DO that if I were you,” admonished Hordak as he wagged a finger at her. “After all, you wouldn’t want to kill THEM, now WOULD you?” As he said this, multiple green feminine forms emerged from the shadows. To her horror, she realized this was what had become of her friends.

Before her was the remains of the Great Rebellion, all red-eyed, green-skinned, naked, and subject to Hordak’s will. She-Ra was front and center, and the others all had the same blank look on their faces. Glimmer, Perfuma, Angella, Castaspella and all the rest of her friends were like robots. And they stood between her and Hordak.

This was bad. It would take far too long to control her field of cold precisely enough to turn the Horde to ice without harming the others. She felt a trickle of nervous sweat run down her brow. ‘So much for just freezing the Horde solid,’ she lamented. ‘Back to plan A.’

“Go.” Hordak spoke but a single word, but the effect was instantaneous as the Slime Slaves surged forward. Frosta cursed under her breath and braced herself for the fight.

It began with solar rays from Starla and lasers from Glimmer. Frosta quickly put up a shield of ice and fell back as it shattered under She-Ra’s mighty fist. Ducking under another swing from the nearly invincible woman, Frosta thrust her hand forward and encased She-Ra in ice from the neck down. She had no illusions of restraining her enslaved friend for long, but for the moment the most powerful of Hordak’s slaves was off the board.

Still, she had no time to stop and breathe as she ducked under a stun blast from Teela and Tallstar’s elongated arms, rolling back to her feet just in time to be assailed by blasts of wind and water. Slammed against the wall of a shattered building, she saw Spinnerella and Mermista as they pressed the attack. Not even thinking about it, Frosta sent a wave of intense cold back through the spray of water, freezing it solid and getting Mermista’s hand stuck in ice. With one of them restrained, Frosta let loose a barrage of hail that struck Spinnerella in the head, stunning her and cutting off the wind attack. Frosta breathed a sigh of relief, only to gasp as a green, slimy net dropped down on her from above. As she intensified the cold her body produced, Netossa dropped down to the ground from above. To the slave’s surprise, the net suddenly turned brittle and shattered.

“That was close,” she muttered. She looked and saw that part of her cape and skirt had been dissolved where the net had come into contact. “FAR too close!”

She let out another ice blast, freezing Netossa’s feet to the ground, then looked up to see Angella, Sweet Bee, and Flutterina all attempting to dive at her from the skies.

“You’ll thank me for this later,” she said softly as she concentrated and quickly caused ice to form on their wings. No longer able to remain aloft, the three winged women crashed to the ground. Even as they did, thorny vines erupted all around Frosta, entwining around her and lifting her off the ground. She looked and saw poor Perfuma guiding the plants on the edge of the battlefield. Her anger flared. “How DARE you abuse Perfuma’s powers like this!” She generated more cold, freezing the plants. As she shattered them, she threw a chunk of ice at Perfuma, grazing her temple and breaking her concentration. The enslaved girl stumbled backwards and struck her head on a shattered piece of robot. Landing, Frosta didn’t even bother to use her powers as she swung a fist and clobbered Double Trouble.

“Okay, who’s next?” She put up another shield quickly to block Tallstar from striking her and concentrated, causing ice to form around Starla’s hands and Teela’s wrist gauntlets. With them unable to take potshots at her, Frosta was free to focus on Tallstar. Summoning a sudden flurry of snow, she had it swarm around the stretching Slime Sister. Frosta clenched her hand into a fist and the snow solidified into a sphere of ice, trapping Tallstar within without harming her. A laser blast JUST missed her head, and Frosta growled as she fired and stunned Glimmer with an almost rock hard snowball.

Frosta was panting now. She’d never been in a battle this intense before. She wasn’t sure she could end this fight without accidentally killing one or more of the others. She started to turn to survey the battlefield as a yellow glow almost blinded her. She looked down to see a mystical circle at her feet, and then left to see Castaspella conjuring it. The effect of the spell was obvious immediately. Suddenly her movements were slow, as though time was moving at a slower pace for her. Agonizing seconds ticked by as she raised her hands to fire ice at her friend.

Which was when the ground burst in front of her, and Jewelstar leapt from the hole, grabbing her hands. To Frosta’s shock, her hands were immediately encased in crystal, rendering most of her magic useless!

“NO!” To make things worse, she turned as the sound of ice shattering announced that She-Ra had broken free of her frosty prison. Unable to move quickly, Frosta watched as She-Ra made her way towards her, shattering the icy traps holding Mermista, Netossa, and Tallstar as she did so.

The end was inescapable now. Frosta looked at She-Ra as she came in close. “You really can’t fight it, can you,” she asked her friend.

“And neither will you,” responded the enslaved She-Ra as she reared a fist back and struck Frosta with a mere fraction of her strength.

For Frosta, everything went immediately dark.

***

Mantenna was confused. He watched as Frosta crumpled into the arms of She-Ra, unconscious. Already the Slime Slaves that had been downed were recovering, Frosta having done her best to not harm her friends. Jewelstar shattered the crystals she’d formed on Frosta’s hands.

Mantenna turned towards Hordak, who was surprisingly calm in spite of all the destruction and resources lost. “I don’t understand. Why aren’t you angry? The factory! Your army! They’re gone!”

“He’s right,” added Scorpia. “How’ll we finish off the rebels now?”

Hordak chuckled. “The Slime Factory will be rebuilt better than before. The rest can be replaced in a matter of days. What MATTERS is that we’ve just captured the LAST leader of the Great Rebellion! In mere moments, their movement will be a thing of the past. Mosquitor!”

At Hordak’s command, Mosquitor stepped forward and jabbed Frosta with his probiscis, draining some of her energy. The unconscious woman moaned as he took her strength. Once he was satisfied, the cyborg stepped back and nodded to his master.

“Now all we do is wait for her to wake up,” said Hordak.

“Why not just finish her now,” asked Mantenna.

Hordak looked at his minion, bemused. “Now WHERE would the fun be in THAT?”

***

Consciousness came slowly and painfully to Frosta. She remembered the desperate battle with her slimed friends, Castaspella and Jewelstar’s combination attack, and especially She-Ra’s fist. As her vision went from blurry to clear, she realized She-Ra was restraining her arms behind her back, keeping her hands at angles that made them useless. And standing before her still was Hordak, his minions, and a new being she’d never seen before. However, one look at the thing told her what it was. As green as the Slime Slaves, it wore a robe and showed no face, save red eyes glaring from the shadows of its hood.

The Slime Wizard. The very monstrosity that had conquered She-Ra. Her blood ran cold. In spite of the danger to She-Ra, she immediately began trying to summon another blast of absolute zero, to freeze the monster solid.

Nothing happened. Horrified, she looked at Hordak.

“Are you REALLY surprised,” he asked as Mosquitor theatrically burped, telling her exactly where all her energy had gone. In other words, she was helpless in the face of a creature able to beat the most powerful woman in the universe.

She-Ra suddenly released her and stepped backwards, joining the semicircle of Slime Slaves surrounding her. Barely able to stand, Frosta tried to summon any of her power at all. Tried, and failed.

“Now, I thought about just throwing you into the Slime Pit,” continued Hordak, “but since you insisted on putting on such an impressive performance, I thought it should have an appropriate encore!” He paused for effect and leered at her. “DO give this your all, Frosta. It’s your FINAL act.”

He motioned and the Slime Wizard stepped forward. Dozens of slimy tendrils began to extend from the creature’s body, quickly growing to frightening lengths. And then they struck like snakes, whipping towards the weakened Frosta. She instinctively held her hands in front of her face to shield herself, and two tendrils enveloped her wrists. Two more her ankles, and a fifth around her waist. Lifting her off the ground and into the air, another tendril wrapped around her arms, pinning them to her sides. The tendrils around her ankles forced her legs apart, and she didn’t even need to guess why. She could already feel the slime eating through her clothes. Her cape fell away entirely as one tendril wound around her neck. After a few seconds, her skirt fell as well, the tendril around her waist having melted it off.

“Do you expect me to beg for my freedom?!” she demanded from Hordak.

“Never,” he said. “You’re far too proud for that. And you know I could NEVER allow you to have it. Begin the process Slime Wizard. And make it SLOW.”

The creature’s remaining tendrils surged forward. One immediately began rubbing itself along her groin, dissolving the fabric protecting her ass and vagina. As that barrier fell, the tendril was joined by a second. Simultaneously, they plunged into her butt and pussy and forced their way in as far as they could go. Frosta gasped and arched her back at the sudden violation. A third tendril took the opportunity to thrust into her mouth, both quieting her protests and pumping in and out, forcing her to suck on it. The two other tendrils penetrating her began humping away at the captured queen.

In spite of the danger she was in, and her fury at being raped, she felt herself quickly becoming wet as the slime stimulated her body, it’s aphrodisiac qualities taking a hold of her. The feeling was intensified as a fourth tendril aimed itself at her chest and ejaculated onto her, splashing her breasts with slime. Her midriff fell away, revealing her naked breasts for all to see. Two small tendrils wrapped around her breasts, squeezing and stimulating them. Her nipples quickly stood out.

She glanced at Hordak and saw he was enjoying the show immensely. She wasn’t sure, as the tentacles obscured her view, but she was sure he was jacking off. At that moment, she felt the first, small orgasm, hit her body. “OH!” In spite of the tentacle raping her mouth, she cried out. And another orgasm was already beginning to build. Her juices began to drip from her fully stuffed slit as the tendrils continued to force her to cum. It wasn’t long before they succeeded in ripping another one from her, stronger this time. “OHHHH!! MMMMM!!!!”

This continued for several minutes, each orgasm stronger than the last. Her skin shone from the sweat of the forced sex and she was panting heavily.

‘Need… to fight… Can’t… end like this…’ She felt tears forming in her eyes for the second time that day, which was the exact moment the tentacle in her mouth erupted with its slimy cum. It ballooned her cheeks and the pressure forced it out of her mouth, splattering her face with slime. She gagged and spat out what slime she could, but she could already feel her will being sapped by it. That detrimental effect intensified as the tentacles in her anus and snatch suddenly erupted with slime, filling them completely and making her arch her back as she had a monster orgasm.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Her will fading fast, the tentacles continued their pride destroying humping, even as ooze trickled down the inside of her thighs. Another orgasm struck her after only a moment. “UNGH! UNGH! AH! AHHHH! No no… AH! AHHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” She bucked wildly as she had the strongest orgasm of her life! “Oh god! Oh god! This can’t be… Can’t… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh…” She slowly sagged in the grip of the tentacles, completely spent, as they continued pumping slime into her snatch and ass. It was a cascade of ooze as the poor woman quivered helplessly. The tendril in her ass pulled out, still dripping slime, as the one in her pussy continued raping her.

“An excellent show,” commented Hordak. “And now for the denouncement.”

The tentacles around her ankles, waist, breasts and wrists released and joined the ones that had raped her ass and mouth. They began to position themselves around Frosta on all sides, leaving her suspended in air by the tendril holding her arms and the one in her snatch. They paused, took aim.

Then the ejaculation of slime began. The first burst struck her face, the second her breasts, coating them in slimy spunk. She gasped. Between the will-devouring slime and the orgasms still being raped from her, she knew she was finished, but still she glared at Hordak.

“Don’t… think you’ve… won…” Another spatter on her left shoulder, then her hair. “Somehow… Someone… will stop you…” She had another orgasm as slime splatted on her stomach, boots, and thighs. She was almost totally naked now, her clothes completely annihilated by the slime.

Hordak chuckled. “Oh, you mean the Sorceress? The one you’ve been buying time for?”

Frosta’s eyes went wide. He couldn’t know, could he?!

“Don’t you worry about your friend the Sorceress,” continued Hordak as her back was peppered with bolts of the Slime Wizard’s oozing cum. “I’ve already prepared a proper welcome for her. In a few minutes, SHE’LL be joining you as my newest slaves!”

‘Dear god, he DOES know!’ She tried to struggle anew, but it was far too late as more ooze sprayed from all directions. Even if she could have freed her arms to try and shield herself, the bursts were far too numerous. And again, another orgasm was forced from her by the tentacle in her loins!

Desperate, she attempted to send a warning to the Sorceress that she was heading into a trap!

‘Sorceress! You’ve got to-‘ She got no further as one last monster climax was raped from her. “AYIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” She arched her back again as all the tentacles ejaculated slime at once, completely inundating her body head to toe. The tentacles retracted into Slime Wizard, no longer necessary. Frosta was slimed, totally and utterly. His last two tentacles set her down, the one unwinding from her arms, the other retracting from her very well-fucked pussy. For several seconds, all was silent. Then, as had happened countless times before, the Slime of En’Slav completed its work by seeping into her flesh, bonding to her, and devouring what little remained of her free will. Slowly, remnants of the slime fell away, revealing Frosta as she stood on very unsteady feet, barely able to avoid falling over. Her flesh was green as the slime itself now; even her thigh high boots had changed to match. Slowly, she straightened up, regaining her posture and balance. And after several seconds, she opened her now red eyes and raised her arms before her like a sleepwalker. Robotically, solemnly, she spoke the words Hordak never tired of.

“Hail Hordak! Hail the Master! Long live Hordak!”

“And JUST LIKE THAT, the Great Rebellion’s done and gone!” Hordak laughed as he stepped forward and began examining the final Rebel necessary for his harem. He noted she had an absolutely MAGNIFICENT rack and ass as he massaged her breasts and then spanked her butt. She could make no move to stop him.

Frosta, last remaining member of the Great Rebellion, Queen of the Kingdom of Snows, was now no more than a Slime Slave.

Reluctantly, Hordak refrained from availing himself of her charms further, and had her lower her arms. He motioned for her to follow him.

“Come along, Slave,” he said as a portal materialized before him. “It’s time to claim my total, ULTIMATE victory!” He stepped through.

Deep within her mind, Frosta wished more than anything she could warn the Sorceress to abandon the plan and escape. Instead, she dutifully followed her master through the portal. After a moment, several more portals appeared. The Hordesmen and Slime Slaves stepped through them, leaving nothing on the battlefield except puddles of ooze and wreckage.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Fright Zone, the final confrontation that would determine the fate of the entire universe was already being decided…

TO BE CONTINUED…