There's No Escape from The Witch's Palace

You are sitting at your device, taking some kind of odd test posted online when all of the lights in your room go out, and everything is plunged into darkness. From behind you, you hear a cry of laughter, cold, feminine, and haunting. It echoes unnaturally, as though it were projected from within a deep cave, and lingers, both in your ears and in your soul. You are unable to see, but you can hear footsteps behind you. Heels, from the sound of it. All of a sudden, you feel someone's hand on your shoulder. You turn around to look at them as they ignite a purple flame in their hand. An ashy-skinned futa witch with snow-white hair, standing at nearly eight feet tall. Every sexual feature on them was gigantic, and this was abundantly clear, due to the fact that they wore absolutely nothing save for the bindings around their chest, and the hat that covered their eyes. "Ah, this one looks like a particularly flexible soul. My client will be pleased." She says with a smirk. "I am the Great Witch Alexandria. Come with me, please. Though, it's not like you have a say in anything anymore." She snaps her fingers, and disappears in a burst of purple flame. Fire then begins to engulf you as well, burning and turning you to ash, though there is no pain. Even as your limbs burn up into ash and smoke, you can still feel them, so you can only assume from her words, this is her way of transporting you somewhere else against her will... But before you are kidnapped, you manage to grab an item to bring with you. What is it?

You slowly open your eyes. From the grey patches of soot falling off your skin and the ashy taste in your mouth, you feel as though you've been standing above a dying, smoking firepit for several hours with your mouth open. Looking around, you notice that the room you're sitting is a prison cell of some kind. It's a very hospitable one, with comfortable beds and furniture placed around the room, and several complementary fruits and pastries on display on a nearby table. Were it not for the clear door and window made from bars of iron, you might mistake yourself for a guest. You are also not alone. Many other men and women are sitting around, looking confused. Some appear to be wearing clothing similar to yours, while others appear to be of different eras, both futuristic and antiquated. After taking a moment to speak with some of them, you manage to figure some things out. As far as you can tell, all of you come from different worlds, and are all here to please Alexandria's "Clients". When this happens, none of you are certain, only that every now and then, Alexandria pops in, selects a prisoner, and disappears with them. That prisoner is then never seen again. You also discern that the place you are trapped in is Alexandria's palace, as she's referred to it as, and is supposedly quite large, magical, and potentially dangerous. A few of the prisoners have given up hope of ever getting out, though the rest of them agree that they must try and escape sooner or later. What is your mindset on escaping?

After thinking it through for a bit, will you have come up with a plan?

You and the other prisoners have managed to devise a plan. However, not everyone's going to be going. Which of the following prisoners will you miss the most?

You break the door off its hinges. You have to hurry, but you don't know what dangers lie ahead. Where in the group are you likely to be?

You run across a bridge spanning a wide, black void. The self-appointed leader of the group is targeted by strage red birds, and is staring them down as they charge.

In the commotion, the birds have knocked you, as well as a few other prisoners off of the bridge. The last thing you see is the leader screaming and reaching out her hand to you, and flickers of red as the birds circle the others overhead. You don't have time to process your assumed death, as your body suddenly and painfully hits water. Though your limbs all hurt, you manage to swim back to the surface in the inky dark reservoir you've found yourself treading water in. In the distance, you can make out that this reservoir has an edge to it, as well as doors illuminated by purple-flamed candles. Dreading some sort of beast devouring you from below, you take your aching limbs and swim towards the nearest door, shaking yourself dry and quickly slipping inside. You come across a hall, with food displayed on a table and a roaring fire. After drying your clothes, you realize that you never took anything from the jail cell, and are quite hungry. What do you dig into first?

You hear someone coming, and rush out of the door. You come to a hall with three arches. They all look ominious, but you have to pass through one.

That thing is still chasing you, what is your best course of action?

You manage to evade this pursuer by slipping into a dimly lit room. As your eyes adjust, you realize that it is filled with all kinds of treasure. What do you take?

You continue on for a little while through the halls, avoiding strange creatures and constructs, before you discover tight tunnel behind a bookcase.

Inside, you find a bedroom. You light a candle, and find that it may have been a hideout of an escaped prisoner long ago. There are three beds.

Your body is telling you it's morning. You should really get moving. Be honest now, how do you feel?

When you wake up, you notice that there is a journal on the ground. Inside are notes on how to survive, by best utilizing your skills. You also find some appropriate gear that will help you immensely, though you can't take or wear it all. What class do you end up pursuing?

You leave the hidden room, more prepared than before. You've come far, and reflect back on your journey. Do you have any regrets with how you answered?

You start descending a staircase. Though you look out the window and see the cosmos over a desert wasteland of black sand and petrified wood, you can tell that you are starting to near the bottom of this massive palace. You wonder to yourself, what will happen if you do escape? Will there be people out there who might help you return home? Would you have to survive out there by yourself? Whatever the case, it was worth it to deny Alexandra the satisfaction. You find that the leader of the prisoners from before has ended up here, and her body lies slumped over against a stone pillar. There's no blood, and nothing seems to be around, but...

As you leave the leader, you notice a glass sphere on the ground near her body. Inside, the sphere is filled with a shape-shifting mist. Upon picking it up, you instinctively know that it can be used to summon a magical compantion. What do you summon?

As you're considering what to do, you hear familiar footsteps behind you. There is a knight in black armor with a silver sword, moving like a golem or a robot. It barely misses you, and annihalates a nearby wall. You rush into the destroyed room, and discover an armory. What weapon do you use to defend yourself?

The armor breaks, and out comes the shadowy figure of a woman, attached by strings that lead to nowhere. Her form shifts to that of the most beautiful person you can imagine. She thanks you, and approaches you, wearing nothing... She wraps her arms around you and...

Before you can do what you want to do to this woman, you see her shift again. This time, she becomes a naked depiction of yourself, with a blank expression. She hangs in the air lifelessly, and you start to back away from her. Looking outside the room, you can see that the other prisoners start to float in the air in much the same way, almost like... ...Puppets. You feel dizzy, and clench your eyes, gripping your head. The world around you starts to disintegrate into smoke, and reveals the true world beneath the illusion. That of the jail cell you began in, door still shut, the other prisoners also beginning to wake from their own illusions. Standing in the center of the room is Alexandra, giving a satisfied smirk as everyone starts to freak out, sob and panic. "Oh come on now, you can't actually expect that escaping from me would be possible, do you? I do wonder what you all imagined, lost in your little dreams, what absolutely arrogant ideas you must've imagined...! It's adorable, really. And I do so love seeing those faces of despair..." She bends down, cock dangling between her legs as she holds you by the chin. "I hope it was fun. Because now, it's time for even MORE fun... My clients are here... So I'll be introducing a few of you to them. Time to go, my stupid little pets. Ahahahaha!" Alexandra snaps her finger and disappears in a burst of purple flame once more. And once more, you catch fire, starting to evaporate into smoke... Only this time... Your clothes don't come with you. You find yourself naked, sitting on a purple couch, in front of a large desk. Alexandria sits at this desk, hands crossed, looking at you with glee. The room is dark, despite being lit by candles, and at the far end of the room there is a wooden door that simply reads "Clients" in silver lettering. You look down, and find that your clothes have indeed been left behind. All that you are wearing are two pairs of shackles, made of some kind of cosmic energy, that prevent you from standing up, let alone running. "Ah, I do so love this part. Where I get to reveal your purpose. Your ONLY purpose, from this point forwards." She stands up, cock now fully erect, breasts unbound and heavy as she strode towards you. Ass bouncing with each step against the wooden floor. She leans in close, and you can see her face properly, and the sadistic grin on it. Her breathing is sultry and sensual, yet very dangerous. She puts her lips to your ear, and whispers. "My clients want sexier bods. And you... ...You're going to help them get it. You're going to belong to them. BE them... I'm going to make you completely unrecognizable, my little pet. You're going to be a part of their body, and NOTHING more!" And with that, she clenches her fist, and you're yanked right into the air, limbs held apart in every direction as the room lights up, and paintings and portraits of hundreds of satisfied clients can be seen lining the walls. Asses, cocks, pussies, breasts... Hundreds of people who came before you, and now were just what was displayed on these woman's nude forms. And soon, your new likeness would join them on this wall. "Now... SCREAM FOR ME!"