Zodiac, Chapter 2
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** Zodiac, Chapter 2**
** By William W. Kelso**
Ruth called Madame Marian to let her know she would be willing to talk to the demoness Vulva to see what could be done to help the cursed man. Madame Marian had told her she would have to summon the demoness again to arrange a "meeting", and possibly find out some information concerning the unusual nature and origin of the curse. They set up an evening to meet in two weeks.
Ruth had mixed feelings as she slowly put down the phone. She liked the imposing old woman, but dealing with Hell made her nervous. She never had herself, but knew it was very possible to do so. Even though her reason was "good", would it still damn her soul even just for talking with a demonic being? She had no idea. Even though she wasn't directly responsible for what had happened to the man she felt obligated to try and help, otherwise he was doomed to an eternity of spending his life in the shapes of different animals, a different one each month based on the cycle of the Chinese Zodiac. He was a dog now; next month he'd be a boar. He had cursed himself accidently while robbing her house, but even a thief shouldn't have to suffer such a horrible fate. So she had decided to help, even if it meant making a deal with a demoness.
*I gotta go! I thought as I danced around the nice lady. I gotta pee, bad! Let me out, let me out! When she opened the door I headed for the nearest tree, raised a hind leg, and oh yeah, that was better! I smelled something interesting and took off around the corner of the house, but came back when she yelled at me. I could remember more now, but it still seemed kind of like a dream. I knew I used to be bigger like her, and have only two legs. I knew this wrong, I wasn't supposed to be a dog, but I didn't mind it that much. As long as she took care of me I knew I'd be OK. I really liked her, she was good to me. I ran back to her and jumped up, and dhe rubbed my ears like I like and I snuffled in delight and licked her fingers. *
*Ruth watched the dog run and play in the yard, but when he went out of sight she always called him, and he came right back. When she looked in his eyes she could tell he knew something was wrong, but other than that he seemed to be pretty happy. He followed her everywhere she went, and if she left him by himself he went crazy. He would howl until she went back to him. At first she didn't want to let him in her bedroom, for a chicken to see her nude was one thing, but a dog? A dog that remembered it used to something else? But he didn't seem to get aroused or anything, and after a couple of nights she found it strangely reassuring to have him sleeping at the foot of her bed. She knew he'd wake up if anything happened, and warn her of any danger. She'd never had a dog as a kid as mom and dad had been allergic, and didn't have time for pets later. She had never known how nice it could be to have someone; even an animal, around to keep her company. *
This is great, I thought, I get to go in the car! How cool is that? She drove us to a big open place with other people, and other dogs! She kept me on a leash, but let me visit with other people and dogs and I made some friends. The other dogs were really interesting and seemed to like me. While she chatted with their owners we checked each other out. We'd been coming here almost every day and it was nice. Then she took me on a walk on a path that went through a wooded area which was nice too as lots of dogs had left their mark, and I liked to leave mine too. As we went down the trail and deeper in the woods I suddenly noticed another scent, and this one was special. I stopped and smelled the air a couple of times, then speeded up until my owner almost had to run to keep up. Then I saw the source of the enticing scent, it was a female dog, and she was in heat! She looked like a stray, and when I barked she turned and ran into the woods. With a yelp I pulled the leash out of my owners hand and took off after the bitch. My owner yelled at me, but only had one thing on my mind, felt an irresistible call I had to answer.
*Ruth let the dog out of her car, snapped his leash on, and took him for a walk in the park. She liked to do this every afternoon for about an hour as it helped calm him down. He seemed to like being outside and visiting with other dogs and people. She also took him because he liked to take a dump in the woods which saved her the nasty chore of picking it up. So it worked out pretty well. She had taken on the walking path through the woods to do his business when he got all excited, and suddenly pulled the leash out of her hand and took off into the woods at a run. She yelled at him, called him a bad dog, but he didn't come to her like he usually did. She tried to follow, but he quickly out distanced her in the thick brush and she stopped after she lost sight of him. *
*Oh man, oh man! I thought as I chased the bitch through the woods. I heard my owner's voice fading in the distance, but didn't care. I only had eyes for the object of my desire, she was calling me! I finally caught up with her on the bank of a creek where she stopped to get a drink, and I joined her as I'd really worked up a thirst too. My thirst quenched I approached her wagging my tail and sniffed at her. She was in full blown estrus and it smelled divine, hot and spicy. I felt my penis get hard and slide out of its sheath, and circling her I tried to mount her, but she growled and snapped at me at first. But when I kept up my attentions she finally accepted me and I gave a grunt of pleasure as I climbed on her back and mounted her. And oh God it felt soooo good! A small part of me tried to say this was wrong, not to do this, but I ignored it. I lunged into her until she gave a yelp of pain as my knot pushed into her, and then we were locked together. She was so wet and I whimpered in pleasure as I humped her for a long time, my head resting on her back as I grasped her with my front legs, my thighs slapping against her rump as I serviced her, and it was wonderful. I had never known so much pleasure in my life! I don't know how many times I climaxed and snarled at the painful pleasure, but it was quite a few. Finally I finished and slid out of her. She turned around and licked me, and then we both lay down in the shade to rest. Later I mounted her again, and the second time was even better and lasted longer. It wasn't until we'd mated for a third time that I started realizing it was getting dark. I walked into the woods a ways and looked around, but couldn't see or smell my owner. I gave a little whimper and started running at random trying to find her and my mate followed me. *
Damn it, where was he! Ruth thought as she called and called. Finally when it got dark she gave up and reluctantly went home. She was half tempted to just let him go, it would be so easy. She doubted if he could ever find his way back to the house as it was a good fifteen miles away. But as she lay in bed later and thought about him trying to live his life in the body of a different animal every month she realized she just couldn't abandon him, not like that. So she decided to go back and search for him some more.
I whimpered and barked as I clawed at the door on the cage. When the man had approached I thought he was nice, but he'd thrown a rope around my neck and dragged me to this truck with all the cages and put me in one. As we drove away I could see my mate sitting by the road watching, and howled. She'd run off when the man came, but I hadn't known any better, and now I was on the way to the pound. I didn't know that of course, all I cared about was my mate and my owner, and now both were gone. I howled again, joined by some other strays.
Ruth went back the next day and called and searched, but couldn't find the dog. She tried for more two more days, and starting to give up hope she sat down on a bench and to her surprise started crying. Despite the weird circumstances she had come to enjoying having the cursed man around, even as a chicken or dog. He had been company of a sort, and she'd never realized before just how lonely she had been. And now she was alone again. Well, she'd keep on looking. It was sheer luck that a passing man walking his own dog noticed her distress and stopped to see if he could help.
"Mam, what's wrong, are you OK?" he asked her.
Ruth, surprised, looked up and replied, "Oh, hello, I'm sorry. I just can't find my dog, he ran off a few days ago and I can't find him. He's, he's special, and really needs me to take care of him."
"Did he have tags or a chip?" The man asked.
Ruth replied, "No sir, he didn't. He was just a, well, a stray."
"Well, the man said, better check the pound. Animal control really patrols the park. If your dog didn't have tags chances are he got picked up. And they only keep them a few days before putting them to sleep if they don't get adopted."
Ruth thanked the man, mad at herself for not thinking of that sooner. For some reason she just assumed he'd show up again, but he wouldn't have known enough to avoid the dog catcher, he might have some human awareness but was still mostly a dog mentally. Oh God, what if he's been adopted?? Boy would the new owner get a surprise in about ten days! She almost giggled at the thought. She could just hear some kid trying to explain the large boar in the backyard. "Mom, the dog changed into a man, screamed a lot, and then changed into a pig!" But then she sobered, she knew how much it would hurt him. Then she had an even more horrible thought, what if they put him to sleep? Had it been too long already, how long do they wait? Could he even die? Almost in a panic now she ran to the car and drove straight to the pound at well above the posted speed limits. Luckily no troopers or CHIPS took any note.
*I just lay in the corner of the cage and ignored the food they gave me, but I did get a drink every now and then. The place was loud, lots of other dogs howling and barking. Sometimes people, even little children, came by and looked at me and the other dogs, and sometimes a dog was taken away. I had a feeling dogs being taken the other way weren't so lucky. I vaguely remembered that his was a bad place for dogs, despite the food and shelter. When the children came by I wagged my tail, strangely drawn to them. One little girl stopped and smiled when I licked her hand, but a voice said "No, not that one." And I was sad when she walked away. But most of all I missed my owner, where was she? Did she know I was here? She wouldn't leave me, would she? With a whining moan I lay back down on the scrap of carpet in the cage and tried to ignore the howls and barking. *
Ruth asked the desk clerk if she could look at the dogs; told her she'd lost her dog and described him. The old lady just smiled, and replied,
"Lady, that fits the description of about half the dogs in here. But if he was brought in just three days ago you might get lucky, we keep the poor things for a week before they're euthanized. Go ahead and take a look."
*Ruth was appalled at how many dogs there were, there must be a hundred of them! And most would be killed? That was just horrible. She moved slowly down the line of cages. Some dogs jumped up and wagged their tails, and were delighted when she petted them or let them lick her hand. Their eyes seemed to be saying "Please, please, pick me! I'll protect you and love you!" And she had tears in her eyes as she walked past the cages. Some dogs ignored her, some cringed in fear, and others just sat and looked at her with sad eyes. The scruffy and ugly dogs were the worst; she knew they had almost no chance of finding a home. Then she walked up to Cage #44 and she had found him, but he was lying down and staring at the wall and looked so sad. But when he saw her he went absolutely wild and she was afraid he'd hurt himself clawing at the chain links. She let him lick her hand until he'd calmed down, and then told him to wait and she'd get him out of this horrible place. When she left he was sitting down and trembling. *
She came for me, she came!! I could hardly believe it! The dog in me was overjoyed his master had found him, and the trapped human mind was glad too, and somewhat surprised. I was much more aware in this form, and I knew it would have been easy for her to just forget about me and leave me like this, and I felt gratitude. No one had ever cared about me before. Both the dog and the man sat waiting anxiously for her to return.
Ruth paid a fine, seventy five bucks, what a rip-off! Then had to buy a license for him that cost another twenty bucks, AND had to promise to have him neutered! No wonder so few strays got adopted! They even made an appointment for her to see a vet, but no way was she going to keep that appointment, he'd never forgive her. It was bad enough being an animal, but being castrated too? She shuddered. She took the nice bright shiny new dogtag, and an attendant brought her "dog". She put the tag on his collar and hooking on a new leash (the older one had gotten lost) led him to the car. He rubbed against her all the way, and behaved himself. When they got home she gave him a can of Alpo and he gulped down like he was starving. The she got cleaned up and went to bed, and he lay down on his rug at the foot of the bed again and they both went to sleep happy.
Madame Marian gasped as she climaxed again as Brutus humped her with steady powerful thrusts. They had summoned Mistress Vulva and had been having a very interesting conversation so far. She had to stop every now and then when she and Brutus orgasmed, but continued the conversation afterwards. It was a long one and she'd come several times, her moans and Brutus's yowls of ecstasy echoing in the basement. He was SO good at fucking her!
Mistress Vulva smiled as she watched the coupling pair, she could hardly wait for Gertrude's time to be up; or Marian as she preferred to be called, she had such plans for her! She would show her sexual pleasures and torments she couldn't even imagine. Vulva would personally give her a tour of the breeding pits and let her try out every stud, she had a feeling the woman would enjoy it. She waited until the moaning and yowling stopped and the familiar was fucking her again, then said,
"It would appear the magic in that oriental medallion is far stronger then I had originally thought. Hiss. I did some more research, Pro bono I might add, and found an older daemon who had heard of the medallion. It was made prior to mankind's recorded history, and then later modified by an ancient Chinese sorcerer or magician. He used it to curse enemies for his Emperor. Not sure which one, but who cares. Hiss. Evidently some of those cursed have turned up over the centuries. They might be the source of some legends. Hiss. Evidently they do live forever trapped in the bodies of different beasts. Such a truly, hiss, diabolical curse. She paused as Marian let out a deep moan. My, how energetic, hiss, is he really lifting you off your feet? But I digress, back to the matter at hand. Hiss. I'm afraid my initial assessment of how your friend could control or influence the curse was flawed. The spells I had in mind would have no effect, might even cause more harm than good, hiss."
Madame Marian grimaced as Brutus lunged into her, and replied, "UGGHH! Mistress, if the spells will not work is there then no hope for the, AH, Uh, uh, man?"
Vulva smiled, "Not at all, it's just more powerful magic will be needed. Your lady friend will need to, ummm, hissss, be directly connected to the man spiritually. This should allow her to manipulate the curse to some, hiss, extent."
"Mistress, oooohhhAAAHHHH, UGGHH!" Marian gasped as a powerful orgasm racked her body and Brutus bit her gently on the neck as he spurted deep inside of her. "Ohhh, Mistress, what do you mean?"
*Vulva chuckled, she so did like to watch her followers have fun; she never got tired of watching a good rutting. *
*"Your friend will have to become a fully bound Sorceress like you, she will have to take me as her Patroness and pledge her soul to me as you did. Hiss. Then, and only then, can I make the man her familiar. Hiss. I can do this only because he is a magical creature now. Hiss. The curse can never be lifted, it is a part of him now, is grafted to his soul. It is that or he will continue to change into a different animal every month. Hiss. But she will be able to control his form to some extent." *
Madame Marina blinked. This had caught her by surprise. She had thought that some powerful potions and/or spells would work, and that is what she had told Ms. Baxter. But this was entirely different, to pledges ones soul to a demoness gave one great power, but it also meant eventual damnation as a slave in Hell. She could not find a better Patroness, but it still was an irreversible decision. Once pledged you belonged to your new Patroness, now and forever.
"Mistress, said Marian, this was not what I told my friend. I will have to tell her the new developments, explain them to her. She may not wish to bind herself to your service, even to help the man."
Vulva sighed, "Of course I realize that, hiss, and she is under no obligation. She has paid for the information as requested; the goats she provided were quite acceptable. Good healthy animals. But if she does decide to accept my offer summon me at the scheduled time. I'm very busy as I have added a new domain to my property, but can always make time to bind a new soul. And now I must return home, hiss, I think my own familiar is up to something, the little sneak. Hiss. I will say goodbye until next you summon me. Hiss."
Madame Marin watched as the imposing figure vanished from the pentagram. She had no doubt her Mistress had told her the truth. Since she was bound to her the demoness would not lie to her, nor could she lie to the demoness. Trick maybe, but lie, no. It was bad for business. But now she had to tell Ms. Baxter the new situation, and she had no real idea how the lady would react. She had seemed genuinely concerned for the unlucky thief, but enough to sell her soul? That would remain to be seen. She gasped and gave a loud grunting squeal as Brutus brought them to climax again, then after he had dismounted she leaned against the bookstand and sighed in pleasure as he cleaned her off with his rough warm tongue. Mmmm, he knew how to pleasure her so well, and she loved to pleasure him. In over three hundred years he had never ceased to amaze her at his sexual expertise, if anything it just got better.
Madame Marian called Ruth in the morning and asked her to come by as there had been some "developments". When Ruth arrived a short time later, with a large brown dog that turned out to be the cursed man, she met them at the door. She show them in, and at least the dog was well behaved, but Brutus made tracks for the duration of the visit, then she got tea and proceeded to tell Ruth about the new information Vulva had provided.
"Ms. Baxter, said Marian, as I told you I had a long talk with my Patroness last night. She continued to do more research on the unusual medallion that inflicted your friend here with that horrible curse. It turns out it is much more powerful then we initially thought, and there is only one way to control it with any certainly of success. The previously considered spells and potions would do little; or more likely, no good. They might even be harmful if cast. They could backlash onto the caster cursing them as well, or cause the man to remain in one form permanently. And unfortunately, as we had already surmised, the curse is permanent; it cannot be undone as it is part of him now instead of a separate influence. Some curses are caused by an object a person carries, or a spell cast from a scroll, and some of those can be revoked. But this was an elemental spell and changed not only his body but his soul as well; he is no longer human, but a changeling, a cursed magical creature. He has gained immortality, but at a horrible price."
*"Oh dear, replied Ruth, isn't there anything we can do? You don't know how horrible it was to watch him change again, it hurt him so much." *
*As she talked she petted the head of the dog who was lying by her chair, and he licked her hand and wagged his tail. *
Madame Marian gave a sad smile, "Child, I have seen many people transformed over the years; it is always painful to become something you were never meant to be. But to have it happen once a month is truly horrible; even weres can learn to control their own curse, but the magician who designed this curse was evil even by the standards of Hell. There is one thing that can be done, but you may not even wish to consider it for it cannot be undone once done."
Ruth gave a weak smile, and asked, "What is it Madame Marian?"
Madame Marian replied, "You must pledge yourself as an acolyte to Mistress Vulva, accept her as your Patroness. There are many advantaged to entering into her service, but the price paid is high. If she accepts you it means you will have youth and health for one hundred years, greatly increased magical powers, and the option of renewing your "contract" every hundred years for up to five hundred years. And you can further negotiate for more powers and she will teach you more spells and other magical lore over the years. But when your contract runs out she will claim you to be her slave in Hell for eternity. These contracts are fairly rare, and she only accepts those with potential. There are other contracts such as selling your soul for money or power, but the kind we are discussing goes far beyond that. When she claims you it is your soul AND your body, not just your soul as with more common contracts. My own time is up in a few years and I will willingly present myself to my Patroness when she comes to claim me."
*Ruth grimaced, and replied, "I'm sorry; it must be horrible knowing you're going to be dragged down to Hell at a certain time. But what I don't understand is how my pledging my service to this demoness will help my poor friend. If her own spells and potions won't work, then how could any I used have any effect?" *
Marian smiled, "I resigned myself to my fate long ago, and in fact am looking forward to joining My Mistress. In her own way she has been good to me, and I grow tired of this world. Things have changed too much, and not for the better in my humble opinion. There are far fewer of us then there once was, and our numbers are growing smaller. Few still believe enough to learn the arts. No, I am no longer afraid. As to how to help your friend, if you accept Mistress Vulva's offer; and she accepts you into her service which is not guaranteed, then she will bind him to you as your familiar. As he is no longer human, but a magical creature, then this can be done. He cannot use the power himself, but will act as a conduit to you so you can draw on his power. In that way you can control his magic, and use it to power your own spells.
Ruth gulped some tea, and almost choking on it asked, "Ack, excuse me, bind? As in make him my slave?"
Madame Marian shook her head, "Oh no child, not slave, not in any sense of that word. A familiar is a partner, part of you, while a separate being they are also an extension of yourself. When such a binding is made they receive part of your soul, and you receive part of theirs. They are your best friend, confidant, guardian, and make you whole in a way I cannot describe. They provide you with the power to greatly increase the effectiveness of spells you cast or potions you make. They are also completely dependent on you. If you die, they die. If they should perish then you will survive, but you would never be the same again. But as they are virtually impossible to kill it is unlikely you would ever suffer such a loss, being magical they are almost indestructible. I have never heard of a practitioner who lost a familiar. And your familiar will be with you always, even in Hell. You will never be alone again."
Ruth was dumbstruck as this development. She had thought at the most she'd have to provide some more livestock to the demoness in exchange for some powerful spells, but to sell her soul? Or as Madame Marian put it, "enter into her service". She felt a wet tongue lick her hand, and when she looked down the dog wagged his tail again and gave a happy whine. He has no idea of what we're talking about even though she could see the intelligence deep in his soft brown eyes, eyes looking at her with complete trust and adoration.
"How long do I have to think about this?" Ruth asked Marian.
"Not long I'm afraid, Mistress Vulva has limited patience I'm afraid. Marian replied, she is very busy right now and can only spare the time for one more summoning concerning this matter. As planned it is for this evening, so I must have any answer for her by then. If you refuse there will be no retaliation, my Patroness understands the gravity of such a decision. But she will not repeat her offer; she is a demoness of her word."
Oh God, thought Ruth. A few weeks ago her life was uncomplicated and well planned out. But since that night she'd woken to horrible screams and found a giant chicken in her trophy room things had changed dramatically. She looked at Marian in distress, and asked,
"Can't anything else be done? Could I give Vulva the medallion? Maybe she could destroy it, would that end the curse? I want to help him, but my soul??"
"I'm sorry child, replied Marian, but that is the only way. Mistress Vulva would not accept the medallion even if you offered it to her. It is a kind of magic unknown to her kind; it is not of this world, and the consequences of her even touching it could be disastrous. All that can be done is to control it to some extent. If it was destroyed the changeling would most likely be destroyed too as he is bound to it. The best would be to hide it where it will not be found for hopefully thousands of years, or never. In the wrong hands it could be a catastrophe. I'm sorry, that is the only option. Of course you can care for the man as best you can until you die, but then he will be on his own. And remember child, some of the forms he takes are, let us say, formidable. He appears to be loyal to you as you have shown him kindness and the animal in him responds to that, but tell me, could you control a dragon or a tiger? A rooster and a dog are one thing, but those are great predators."
Ruth wrung her hands in frustration, damn it, damn it to Hell! This was so unfair. The dog, sensing her unrest, sat up and put his head in her lap and whined, concern in his eyes. And that made up her mind.
"I'll do it; if your Patroness will accept me I'll pledge myself to her service."
Madame Marian gave a small smile, "Very well, but it must be done this evening. Since it is not yet noon then you have some time to think about your decision. You may remain here, or leave until it is time to return."
*Ruth chose to leave and get a bite to eat, and she also wanted to check a few of her reference books on demonology before returning. She wanted to know as much about what she was getting into as possible. Plus the dog needed to go walkies. *
After the woman left Brutus entered the room and stood next to Marian and they watched the car drive away. He rubbed her shoulders and licked her ear, and said,
"Mistress Vulva will be pleased Mistress, it has been long since she has accepted a new acolyte. The woman is strong and will serve her well, but I didn't care much for the dog. Will he truly be her familiar?"
Marian laughed softly, "Oh my big brave cat, surely you're not scared of a little dog? But he will not be a dog all of the time, the poor creature. I'm afraid he will always suffer to some extent, so much power to be bottled up in one being. Now come, we must get ready to summon our Patroness."
"Sex magic?" the big cat purred.
Marian laughed again, "Of course you insatiable beast! Now come."
Ruth pored over her assorted books and other reference material. There was surprisingly little on demons, or demonkind as they called themselves. She knew they predated Christianity and Christ by thousands of years, and had probably been around pretty much forever. Most of the material just mentioned some name, what the demon's "specialty" was, and how dangerous it was to deal with them. Hmmpph, she thought, bet they never had to deal with an IRS lawyer. She had a feeling lawyer's and demons would probably like one another fine, they had a lot in common. She knew most of the "common" knowledge about demons was bullshit, but they DID want souls and weren't to be trifled with. There wasn't much about familiars either. Mostly it was the usual stuff about witches and black cats, etc. Well, come to think of it Mistress Marian did have a black cat for a familiar, so maybe there was some truth in that. But she had met others claiming to be witches or sorceress; or warlocks or sorcerers, and they had other animals they claimed were their own familiars. But nothing said much about the powers a familiar had, how to create one, or anything very useful. It was frustrating. She reached down and scratched the dogs; no, he was a man, belly and he grunted contentedly. How would he feel about it, she wondered? There was no way she could ask him, the time between changes had lasted only seconds. She just had to assume he would just be glad to have some control over what had happened to him. But what if he didn't? What if he hated her for "binding" him to her?? Damn it, damn it, damn it!! She thought. But she knew part of her decision was based on selfishness too, it wasn't all about being noble. Though she had been a loner all her life she'd been terribly lonely since her parents died, and having the man around; even as a dog or bird, had been strangely comforting. It made her realize just how lonely she really was. She hoped he would accept his new life and at least be her friend. It would be so nice to have someone else around just to talk to. She looked at the clock and was shocked at how much time had passed; they just had time to make it back to Madame Marian's if the traffic wasn't too bad.
Madame Marian; wearing nothing but a robe, looked out the window as the car drove up and Ms. Baxter and the dog got out. She had told Brutus he'd have to wait this one out as she didn't want to spook the woman. She had only seen Brutus in his small form, and seeing a huge black bipedal panther might cause her to freak out. Marian sighed; she'd miss having Brutus inside of her as she treated with Mistress Vulva. But since this was a simple summoning it didn't necessarily need to be sex magic this time, but it was so much better that way.
Ruth walked up to door and Madame Marian opened it before she got there and ushered her in politely. The she looked her in the eye, and said,
"You are sure you wish to do this? It is the biggest decision you will ever make in your life, and his." She said, indicating the dog.
*Ruth looked back and said, "Yes, I'll do it. I must admit being young and healthy for 500 years, and having magical powers, is a powerful lure. But I just can't stand to see him suffer anymore, not like that." *
"You will be amazed at how slow, and at the same time how fast, the years will go by, replied Marian. Now come with me, all had been prepared."
Madame Marian led Ruth to the basement, and while the woman looked around nervously she made some final preparations. When summoning a demonkind you had to be very careful, one wrong miscalculation and it could breach the pentagram barrier, and if that happened your soul was forfeit, you wouldn't be given a second chance. Then not even your familiar could save you. Too many practitioners had found that out the hard way.
Ruth looked around at the basement and the "preparations" Madame Marian had made, and was still making. There was a very large pentagram chiseled into the natural stone floor of the basement, and the design had been filled in with molten silver. It was very ornate, very impressive, and very old. The altar in the center looked very old too, and there was no doubt it WAS an altar. The heavy manacles on it proved that if nothing else did. The whole thing was carved with designs of strange runes and creatures that seemed to slowly move, and it hurt your eyes just to look at them.
"Um, Madame Marian, what exactly does this involve?" Ruth asked in a small voice.
"I will not lie child, there will be some pain, but also pleasure. You must remove your clothes for the summoning; it is not polite to wear clothing in front of beings that do not. I too will be nude if that helps any, and of course Mistress Vulva will be nude as that is her natural condition. She may; or may not, ask you some questions. Then if she accepts you into her service you must enter the pentagram and she will give you her brand, which will bind you to her and give you your powers. She must also brand the changeling as well, and then will give the both of you another brand to bind him to you as your familiar. There are other ways as most often a familiar is just created, but in your case since the animal already exists it must be done this way."
"Naked? BRAND?" Ruth squeaked.
"Yes, replied Marian, but it is not as bad as you would think. The pain is over quickly. Would you care to see my brand?"
Marian let her robe drop to the floor and she was nude underneath, and turned so Ruth could see the brand on her left ass cheek. It had faded to pink scar lines over the centuries, but there was no mistaking it for what it was.
Ruth stared at the nude woman, she had the face of a middle aged woman but the voluptuous body of a much younger woman. As she turned to the side Ruth could clearly see the brand on her rear. It was a pentagram with an elaborate rune or sigil in the center. Ruth shuddered a little thinking about how she'd soon have the same brand on HER rump. God, she thought, do I really want to do this? But yes, once she'd made up her mind about something she seldom backed out. The she noticed the scratches on Marians back and shoulders, some old and long healed, some new. Jesus, she thought, where the Hell did those come from?
Ruth said, "Your, your back Madame Marian, what happened!?"
Madame Marian laughed, "Oh, don't worry yourself about those, I'm used to them. I have a lover that can be, well, rather energetic at times. Now hurry child and remove your clothes, the time for the summoning is here."
A little embarrassed Ruth removed her clothes and stacked them neatly on a small table provided for that purpose. She was no prude, but felt rather exposed to say the least. Her own body; while a bit stocky, was still very nice and she was satisfied with it. Whereas Madame Marian was voluptuous, she was equally well formed but stouter. She thought her large firm breasts and full hips were her best features, but knew she was definitely runner up to Marian.
*I had been watching what was going on with great interest. I didn't much care for this place, there were smells I didn't like. And there was another animal around somewhere, a feline, but I hadn't seen it yet. If I did I planned on going after it, I didn't like cats. When the other woman took off her clothes, and then my owner did, that was interesting too. Deep inside of me sexual interest stirred, but my animal part, while interested in the stronger scents of their sexes, wasn't much interested. They just didn't smell like my mate, and at the thought of her I whimpered softly. She had been so warm and soft. *
Madame Marian handed Ruth a bottle, and told her, "Give this to the dog, it will make him easier to handle and quieter. We do not want him to panic or get out of control; the consequences could be, unfortunate. The potion will make him very docile and cooperative."
*Ruth took the potion and poured it in a little bowl and gave it to the dog, who lapped it up with his tail wagging. Then he sat down and seemed to almost go to sleep, his eyes open but glazed. She worried about him. *
"Stand by me child, said Madame Marian, and DO NOT MOVE! This is essential, do NOT move or do anything I do not tell you to do. Do you understand? Our souls depend on it."
Ruth nodded her head, so Madame Marian smiled at her, and turning to face the spellbook chanted the incantation of summoning. The book was more for show then anything; she had long ago memorized this spell. The light inside the pentagram seemed to dim as the black candles flared, there was a puff of dark red smoke, and when it cleared her Mistress was revealed crouched down with her wings wrapped around her. The demoness spread her wings, and then carefully folded them. She approached the edge of the pentagram and reached out with her claws and blue sparks flew from them. She shook her hands, and then said with a smile,
"Ah, Gertrude, I'm sorry, I mean Marian. Sorry, force of habit, you never know. Hiss, hiss, hiss. How nice to see you again, and I assume this is the petitioner who wishes to enter into my service? She is a pretty thing, if a little chunky. But with those hips she could accommodate almost any stud. Hisss."
*Madame Marian smiled at the old joke. Her true name was Gertrude, she had changed it after already dealing with the demoness for over a hundred years, and her Mistress liked to rub it in. And the demoness always tested the integrity of the pentagram. Like she said, you never knew, but Marian was far too careful to make any such basic mistakes. *
"What's this, said Vulva, I do not see your familiar. Is he indisposed? I hope he is not ill. Hiss. The two of you always, hiss, put on such a good show."'
Marian smiled again, "Not at all Patroness, he will join us momentarily. This is Ruth, she humbly asks to enter into your service and receive the benefits of such a contract, and also asks that you bind this changeling to her as her familiar."
*Ruth stared at the creatures in the pentagram. There was no mistaking it for what it was; nothing natural ever looked like that. It was hideously beautiful in a way she couldn't explain. It was part human, part goat, part bat, and part reptile. And it radiated sensuality, and even though Ruth had never had any sexual interest in other women she felt herself start to get wet as she stared at the demoness. There was no doubt this was a creature of sex and lust of the basest kind. *
Vulva looked at Ruth, and said, "Have the petitioner approach the pentagram that I might have, hiss, a better look at her."
Madame Marian turned to Ruth, and said, "You will approach the pentagram fairly closely, but do NOT cross the border! She is bound by the spell, you are not. If any part of you crosses over she will take you and I will not be able to help. Do you understand?"
Ruth nodded nervously, and then slowly approached the pentagram. She could feel the eyes of the beast appraising her, and felt a little embarrassed at being nude in front of the demoness, but also a little aroused. To her surprise she found herself wondering what those clawed hands would feel like on her body, what that tail would fell like as it caressed her. She stopped about a foot short of the pentagram and stood trembling, staring at the floor.
Vulva smile appreciatively. This one was strong; Vulva could sense the power in her. She also knew what affect her appearance was having on the woman, it always did. She was a sex demoness, a Patroness of Carnal Pleasure. All in all she preferred males for partners, but wouldn't turn down an eager female. Vulva said,
"Woman, look me in my, hiss, eyes. I must take the measure of you to see if you are worthy and, hiss, strong. I will not harm thee."
Ruth raised her head and was instantly mesmerized by the beautiful, but emotionless, reptilian eyes that locked their gaze with her own. She felt those eyes looking into her very soul, measuring, calculating, and determining if she would make an acceptable acolyte. And she found herself hoping she would be found worthy and be accepted.
"Woman, said Vulva, do you truly wish to enter into my service? Hiss. To accept the power and pleasures I offer, hiss, in exchange for your eternal soul?"
*Ruth stared at the beautiful beast, and surprising herself said in a strong clear voice, "Yes Mistress, I wish to enter into your service and accept that which you offer." *
Vulva liked what she saw in the supplicant. The woman was strong and intelligent and already had some natural magical abilities which were always a bonus. Vulva licked her fangs, yes, this one would do nicely. She would accept her as a full acolyte and bind her. Vulva gave a pleased hiss, and said,
"Your petition is accepted, I find you worthy, I will accept you as my acolyte. You understand what, hiss, this means? What you must do?"
Ruth felt her heart quicken, and replied "Yes Mistress, I must enter the pentagram and you will, will, brand me and grant me my powers. And bind the changeling to me as my familiar."
"Excellent, Marian has prepared you well. I am pleased. Hiss. Let it be so then. In the name of Great Lord Ba'al whom I serve, and all the other Great Lords and Ladies of Hell I give you; Ruth and the changeling, permission to enter the pentagram, and I swear in their names that I will in no way physically or mentally harm you other then in that way which is required by the ceremony of binding. Should I break my oath may their wrath be quick and merciless."
*Ruth looked nervously at Madame Marian, who smiled and nodded at her. So she took a firm grip on the leash, gulped, and crossed over the border of the pentagram and the dog obediently followed her. She was instantly aware of how much warmer it was inside the pentagram, and gasped a little as the difference must be almost thirty degrees or more, and the second thing that hit her was the demoness's musk, like burnt cinnamon. Very strong and very arousing, she reeked of sex and lust. Marian felt more than just sweat bead in her pubic hair. The dog started panting and lifting his nose sniffed in Vulva's direction, and to Marian's embarrassment his canine penis came sliding out of its sheath. *
Vulva smiled at the woman, and dogs, reactions. It was to be expected, any male animal would respond to her by going into rut, and most women would become aroused as well, as had Ruth, Vulva could smell it. She walked up close to the trembling woman, and putting her muzzle next to her face sniffed her, letting Ruth feel her hot breath. Vulva ran her forked tongue over her fangs and smiled at the woman. In a sultry voice, she said,
*"Welcome to my service Sssister, let us began." *
You are mine now; forever, Vulva thought, you and your strange soon to be familiar. She had Ruth tie the animals leash securely to a ring on the side of the altar, then told her,
"Lean against the head of the altar, I will manacle your wrists so you will not be able to move when I brand you. Yess, there will be pain, I am truly sorry, hiss, it is necessary, but the pain will pass quickly."
Ruth wasn't too sure about that, but knew to protest would be a mistake. So she let the demoness shackle her to the altar in a bent over position. As the demoness snapped the manacles around her wrists it pressed against her back and she felt the demoness's hot body press against hers, its full firm breasts pushing against her back. She couldn't help herself and gave an involuntary moan of pleasure. Suddenly the demoness reached between her legs and rubbed her mound, and Ruth gasped.
"Yessss, you desire me, do you not?" The demoness hissed in her ear, "Do not deny it; I can smell your heat. Hisssss. Well, if there is time after the ceremony of branding, hiss, perhaps we can get to know one another, hissss, more intimately. Would you like that Ruth? Hissss?"
Ruth mumbled in a deep throaty voice, "Yes, oh yes Mistress, please take me."
Yesss, thought Vulva, this is a good one, eager to please. She whipped her tail up, the bard glowing white hot, and lowering it began to carve her brand in the screaming woman's left ass cheek. As she did she chanted the oath of binding in a language no mortal throat could ever speak or pronounce. A guttural, grating, hissing language that hurt the ears of mortals to even hear it spoken, and there were words in that language that would cause a mortal to drop dead if they were unfortunate enough to hear them. It was the original language of demonkind and even they spoke it sparingly as every word was one of power.
I whimpered when my owner started screaming, but knew I couldn't; shouldn't, try to help. But I whined, she was hurting to bad. I also wanted to mount the strange female as she had aroused me in a way I had never been aroused before, but knew I would be unable to unless invited. I could also smell my owner's sexual arousal as well, and felt my lust grow, my penis hard and throbbing.
Ruth gasped as the worst pain she had ever felt jabbed into her butt cheek and she tried to pull loose from the manacles, but they held her firm. As the searing agony continued she felt something inside of her, and then felt something taken from her, even as something was added. She felt incredible knowledge of a kind never really meant for mankind flowing into her mind, and suddenly she knew things, knew how to do things, and felt the power growing in her. Her cries changed to ones of pain and pleasure, and then the agony stopped. She felt a sudden wetness against her rump and a tingling sensation, and realized the demoness was licking her, and the pain faded and was gone, then the tongue switched to her mound and licked her nether lips and ran itself up inside of her. She collapsed against the altar and moaned.
Vulva bent over and licked the virulent red scar on her newest acolyte's rump and the burn faded until it revealed her personal brand which she had carved into the woman's flesh, then she moved her muzzle to the woman's crotch and licked her sweet pussy, and ran her tongue inside enjoying the taste of the woman's sex. She gave a last slurping caress, and standing she approached the cowering animal and branded him as well. He whined and squealed, but was otherwise cooperative. Good doggy, she thought. She licked his brand as well, and the dog sighed as the pain faded. She could sense the incredible raw power in the beast, and any magic user could see the aura powerful it radiated, the beast practically glowed. It was a shame it was power she could not use, at least not directly. There was much to be learned about it, and how to use it.
Ruth raised her head when she heard the dog cry and squeal, but it didn't last long. She watched as the demoness, now her Mistress and Patroness, approached her again. It embraced her from behind, and rubbing its incredible body against hers it fingered her pussy and whispered in her ear,
"It is done, you are mine now and have been granted your powers, and your friend has been bound to me as well. I make this offer, come with me now to Hell and I promise you sexual pain and pleasure beyond your wildest imagings. You will have a special place in my entourage of slaves, a constant supply of eager lovers anxious to pleasure you while you scream in ecstasy."
Ruth was tempted, oh how she was tempted! She had never been so aroused before, never felt such lust. She didn't know it yet, but by entering into Vulva's service she would experience lusts and needs she'd never felt before, never even thought about. Since Vulva was a sex demoness her followers used sex magic when performing their spells and incantations and drew their power from those carnal acts.
"Mistress, I, I thank you for your generous offer, Ruth gasped, but I prefer to remain her for now. Ugghh, please Mistress, please make me cum!"
Vulva rubbed Ruth's mound in disappointment, but it was to be expected. They seldom accepted her offer the first time, but many did give in later. Still, it would have been fun to arrange her sexual partners for the next hundred years or so, several at a time.
"Very well my dear, soon you will cum, hisss, said Vulva, but now we must perform the ritual binding you to your familiar, and he to you. I regret this, but I must brand you again, but it will not take, hiss, as long this time."
Madame Marian had been watching the proceedings in delight. She was glad for both the woman; now a fellow follower of their Mistress, and Mistress Vulva. They each had much to give one another. And it also brought her great favor in the eyes of her Mistress, which was always good as it would be remembered when her time came to join her Mistress in Hell. She heard claws clicking on the floor behind her and knew Brutus hadn't been able to wait any longer; her sopping wet hot pussy had been calling to him. She leaned forward and ss he mounted her she gave a grunt of pleasure, and said "Fast and hard my love, and don't stop!" He just snarled, and she gasped as he obeyed her, and it was wonderful as she felt him lunging into her and he bit her gently on her neck and shoulders just barely breaking the skin.
Ruth grimaced in pain as the felt the demoness's tail burning her flesh again, but it was over fairly soon. Her Mistress's tongue licked her again, and the pain faded and was gone. She hoped her Mistress would finish pleasuring her, so was disappointed when the demoness turned her attention the cursed man. A short time later she heard a yelp and whine from the dog, but it didn't last long either. She could feel the new brand tingling strangely, and the tingling got stronger, and she looked up to see Vulva approaching her with the dog on his leash. Vulva stopped next to her, then reached between her legs and rubbed her mound and slipped her fingers inside Ruth's pussy, and Ruth gasped in surprise and pleasure. "Yes Mistress, please make me cum!" she gasped. Then Vulva held her dripping fingers to the dogs nose, and said,
"Good boy, time to mount your Mistress, yes, that's, hiss, it."
"WHAT! Ruth screamed as she felt the dog climbing her back. NO, stop it! I don't want THIS! You didn't say anything about this! Madame Marian!" Ruth gasped as she felt the dog's penis penetrate her, thrusting deeper with each lunge. "NOOOOOOO!!" she screamed.
Vulva smiled, and said, "As I promised, soon you will cum."
*I couldn't help myself. Ever since the strange female burned me a second time I'd felt an incredible lust for my owner, even more then for my mate. When the strange female untied my leash and led me to my owner, then rubbed fingers wet with my owners sexual juices against my nose, I wasted no time in mounting her. I gave a snarl of pleasure as I felt my penis slide into her hot, wet, slick sex and gripping her with my front legs started humping her, whining in pleasure. I had never felt anything so good! *
"Nooo, sobbed Ruth, get him off of me, I, ohhhhh, UGH! don't want this, please make him, oh oh oh, stop!"
Vulva smiled, and said, "Oh Marian, didn't you tell our new sister about one of the primary, hiss, um, duties, of a familiar? Hiss, hiss, hiss."
Marian raised her head, gasping in pleasure from Brutus's brutal thrusts, and replied "I, uggghhh, may have forgotten, UHHH, that little detail, UGH, Mistress."
Vulva smiled as she watched the catman energetically fucking Marian, and said,
*"Marina, how devilish naughty of you! Hisss! I am impressed, and pleased. Hiss, hiss, hiss. But it looks like she's finding out, hiss, does it not? Hiss, hiss, hisssss! And I do believe she's enjoying herself despite, hiss, her statements to the contrary. The dog certainly is! Hiss, hiss, hisssss!" *
And her mirth was joined by a laugh from Marian and an amused growl from Brutus. Then Vulva turned back to the watch the show closer at hand.
*"NO, NO, Pleeease, make him stop!" Ruth moaned, and then she gasped as she felt the dogs knot penetrate, and then swell up inside of her and he started humping her even faster giving animal grunts of lust and pleasure. Oh God it felt so good! "Noooooo!" she gasped in unwanted pleasure. *
Vulva squatted down so she could see the dog's dick sliding in and out of the pleading woman. The dog suddenly lunged and Vulva watched as his knot forced itself into the woman's pussy and help lips swallowed it. She smiled, and said,
"Ssssorrry Ruth, my dear. Looks like you're stuck together for now. Hiss, his knots inside you know. He couldn't dismount if he, hiss, wanted too. And from the looks of things, hiss, he's just getting started. Hiss, hiss, hiss. It would appear that Ssssister Marian neglected to tell you one important thing. Those who serve me as acolytes use sexual pleasure to power their magic, which is one of the main functions of their familiars. By fucking them while performing magic their familiars give them more of their own power. Hiss. You and your new familiar will be, hiss, quite insatiable when it comes to pleasuring one another. Hiss, hiss, hiss."
*"Noooo, please! I didn't want this! Ruth sobbed. "It's bestiality, make him stop!" *
*She was no virgin, but her sexual experiences had been very disappointing, but that didn't mean she wanted a DOG for a lover! And what would happen when he changed again? *
"Well, said Vulva, I'm afraid it's too late for that now. Hiss. As soon as you have your first orgasms the spell binding him to you will be completed. Hiss. But tell me truthfully my dear, hiss, doesn't that rock hard dog dick inside of you feel better than anything else you've ever experienced? Don't you, hiss, want him to fuck you even harder? He could not do this unless, hiss, you wanted him to."
"Nooo, sobbed Ruth, I don't want this! He's raping me! It's wrong, he's an animal!"
But at the same time she could feel her own lust growing, waves of pleasure washing over her, the dog's hot breath on the back of her neck felt wonderful and erotic. His dick was huge, and she'd never felt anything like that bulge inside of her. She felt him pulling it back against her nether lips which refused to release it, and then lunging back into her, again and again. And she felt the tingling in her second brand increasing until it was painful. And she felt herself approaching climax no matter how hard she tried to resist the growing ecstasy.
*"NO, NO, Nooooooo!" Ruth screamed as she came and felt the dogs penis spurt deep inside of her as he howled in pain and pleasure, and the tingling in her brand seemed to explode through her body, and for a second she was the dog resting on her own back and could feel his dick inside of her like it was hers, and then she was herself again. The dog rested for a minute, then started thrusting again, and this time she moaned in pleasure. Oh yes my love, she thought, don't stop, don't ever stop! So, much, pleasure! She understood now, wanted her hardness thrusting into her more then she'd ever wanted anything before. *
I howled as the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced rocked my body, it was even better then with my mate, and I had a new mate now. Suddenly I found myself looking down at the altar top and could feel heavy breasts hanging from my chest, and could feel something hard deep inside of me, and incredible pleasure. What the fuck? I thought as my human memory came back for a second, then I blinked and was a dog again; and happily started fucking my new mate again. I slobbered and grunted in pleasure, it was wonderful! I knew she wanted me to pleasure her, and knew I very much wanted to, that I could not stop until she was satisfied.
Vulva watched in delight, and looking at Madame Marian, who was also moaning in pleasure, she said,
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, just wait until she finds out how she has to feed her new pet. Hiss, hiss, hisss!"
*Madame Marian just grinned, then gave a gasp as Brutus kept humping her as hard as he could, his thrusts lifting her feet off the floor. *
Vulva bent over the Ruth and turned her head so she could kiss her, running her forked tongue into Ruth's mouth as she gasped and moaned from the dogs powerful thrusts.
"Yessss, Vulva said, now you begin to understand one of the joys of having your own, hiss, familiar. Does he not give you more, hiss, pleasure then you ever thought posssssible my dear?"
"Ohhhh yes, I've never, ohhhhhh, felt such, such pleasure!" Ruth gasped, and then gave a loud squeal as she orgasmed again and the dog snarled in pleasure as he climaxed as well. But he didn't stop, just kept servicing his lover.
"It just gets better, Vulva hissed, and now it is time to try out your power over him, to try and see how you can influence the curse. Hiss. Now that you are joined with your familiar as, hiss, one your power will be at its most powerful. Reach into him; try to change the curse, to altar it to give him a, hiss, more human form. Try to harness its power, control it, make it your own."
*"Uhh, uh, Yes Mistress, I'll try!" gasped Ruth. *
Oh, ugggh!, she thought, so much pleasure, she'd never felt anything like this before! She turned her head to try and look at the laboring dog, and he licked her face with his large wet tongue. This is so wrong, but the pleasure! She reached into him and found she could see through his eyes, talk to him in his mind and read his confusion and lust, his utter love for her. She couldn't really read his thoughts, but could sense both the animal mind that was in control and the buried human awareness. And most of all she could feel the power in him, the curse that saturated his whole body and soul, that was a part of him now and knew that Vulva had spoken the truth when she said he was no longer human. No human could contain that much power, but he was an unwilling container, one warped and twisted by the power it contained. She could feel the power almost like a living thing, and reaching out she grasped it and tried to change it, to bend it to her will. At first it resisted, but then all of a sudden she felt it suddenly pour into her like an electrical shock, and throwing back her head she screamed in agony as it seized her and was aware of her familiar howling in pain as well, and she was unable to break the connection between them, and still he kept servicing her.
Vulva watched the coupling woman and animal closely, she could see the change in their aura's as Ruth reached into the dog and tried to harness his raw power, the power flowing from him to her. Yes, she thought, excellent! That's the way! But she stepped back in shock when there was suddenly a backblast of power arcing from the dog to the woman, and Ruth and the dog both screamed in pain. This is not good thought Vulva! Then the demoness's mouth fell open in amazement; and it took quite a lot to amaze a being thousands of years old, as they BOTH started changing!
Oh my GOD! Ruth sobbed, what's happening?? The power blazing through her body was excruciating, both pain and exhilaration! So much power, way too much to control! She could feel something happening to her, and her lover was howling in agony, and she tried her best to break the connection, but it did no good as it had her in its grip. She felt her skin itching, and managing to open her eyes looked at her arms and watched in growing horror as her skin rippled as dark brown fur burst out of it, her fingernails lengthening into claws. NO, oh please, NO! She screamed in her mind. She felt the paws on her shoulders change and become hands that grasped desperately at her, the dogs howls becoming almost human, and still he thrust into her and she could feel his penis lengthening and thickening and it was agonizing ecstasy. She turned her head and looking at Vulva from a face growing less and less human, screamed,
"HELP ME Mistress, please do something! I can't stop it, it HURTS!"
Madame Marian had seen what was happening too, even Brutus had stopped servicing her as remained hilted, staring in amazement of his own. She yelled at Vulva,
"Mistress, do something! This isn't right, this isn't supposed to happen! Help her, please!"
Ruth grunted in pain as she felt her jaws started to push out from her face as the bone structure changed, felt her whole head changing shape. She could feel the fur spreading across her body and adjusted her stance as her feet cramped and her legs changed shape. It hurt, but she was growing more and more aware of the incredible pleasure radiating out from her vagina, all the other sexual pleasure her familiar had given her before paled next to this. He moaned and bit weakly at her neck in the throes of his own lust, and then suddenly it peaked and she screamed and howled as she came, and came, and everything went dark as the unendurable pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
*Oh Jesus! I thought, what was happening!?! I could feel myself changing yet again, the now familiar agony of my body twisting and contorting, but it was different this time because there was also pleasure, unbelievable pleasure! I'm fucking someone, I realized, and oh God it feels good! I had know I was having sex before, but had felt it as an animal rutting, but now I was feeling it as a man as I fucked my partner. I looked at my hands, hand's forming from paws, looked in confusion as brown fur spread across the shoulders of my "mate", watched as her ears changed shape and moved further up and back on her head, her cries both those of pain and pleasure. I knew something was terribly wrong, that I should stop, that I was hurting her, but I couldn't. God help me I just couldn't no matter how hard I tried. And then I screamed as I felt myself climax and my brain seemed to explode inside my head and everything went dark and I felt myself falling down an endless dark pit howling in terror. *
The problem was Vulva had no idea what to do. She tried to cast a stun spell to knock both the woman and her lover out, but it shattered against the magical aura surrounding the two of them. She didn't even consider trying to separate them physically; she had no intention of coming in contact with that much unknown power. She could only watch helplessly as the woman became more animal like and her lover became more human. She watched as the woman's face pushed out into a muzzle, fur spread over her breasts, a tail pushed out from between them, and her feet became large paws. The male dog's body changed as it took on a more human form, his front paws changing into hands as his front legs became arms, his muzzle shortened and his head became larger, and his howls turned into almost human moans of pain and pleasure as he kept servicing his Mistress. And soon it was hard to tell one from the other, both had become bipedal beasts. The "dog" suddenly threw his head back and screamed, his whole body shuddering from a massive orgasm, and his Mistress screamed and howled as well, the power died away, and they both collapsed. The dog lying on the floor, but Ruth; or the beast that had been Ruth, was still chained so only sagged against the altar.
Brutus had dismounted from his Mistress and they had both run over to the edge of the pentagram to stare at the two still figures and Mistress Vulva was doing the same. Marian looked at Vulva, and they said the same thing at the same moment,
"What the FUCK happened??"
Then both said "I have NO idea!"
In exasperation Vulva hissed for Marian to be silent. She looked down at the two beasts, both canine/human hybrids, changelings. Well, thought Vulva, THAT was interesting to say the least; her Pet would not believe this one. She carefully undid the manacles from the female beast's wrists and gently laid her next to the male. They were similar in appearance, the main difference; other than their sex, being the male had fairly short dark tan fur and she had longer dark brown fur. Vulva also noted the female had eight smaller cupcake sized breasts on her lower belly in addition to her still very human breasts. Ten tits, now wasn't THAT interesting too! Vulva actually felt a twinge of jealousy.
Madame Marian, unable to wait any longer, said, "Mistress Vulva, what just happened? I wasn't expecting anything like that!"
"Nor I, Vulva hissed in reply. I cannot be sure, but I think the curse responded to her efforts, hiss, to return him to a human form by allowing her to do it the only way it could, by taking some of the animal form into her own body. The curse, for all practical purposes, has split between the two of them. Hiss! Most interesting!"
"But, but, Mistress, this is horrible, the poor woman!" Marian said. "She sold her soul to help him, but now is just like him! This is not what we promised!"
"Calm thyself sssister, Vulva replied. I have heard of curses back-lashing onto a caster, but never one splitting. Hiss. She is still a Sorceress, and he is still a familiar, so they are NOT the same. But both ARE different now, they have the same strange magical aura mixed in with their own. They are both cursed now that is true, but the aura is not a strong as it was when it affected only the male. Hiss. I have a feeling we still have much to learn."
"But, but Mistress, what can we do?? What if they stay like this? How can they live, they cannot got out in the world looking like, like THIS!"
"For now you must aid and shelter them, have Ruth practice her powers as much as she can, I have a feeling it will be fascinating. Hiss. If it IS irreversible then perhaps she will reconsider my offer to join me in Hell. Maybe you both would like too? Hiss? I will find you partners that will make you scream in nonstop ecstasy for years, it would be gloriousss!"
*Marian couldn't help by smile, she never gives up, but the thought did make her wetter and Brutus mrrrwed at the change in her scent. Soon my love, she thought. *
"My thanks again Mistress, Marian said, but I must regretfully decline. As for Ruth I cannot speak for her. If their changes are permanent now then maybe they might be better off with you, but this is up to them to decide. But surely you can help somehow?"
"Alas, I fear not, hissed Vulva. This magic is totally strange to me. If I meddle too much it may cause more harm than good. I also, hiss, caution you against messing with it yourself. At the most make suggestions, but let Ruth try all the direct applications. I will also continue to make inquiries of my own. I wish I could remain to observe as I'm sure it would be most fascinating, but the dawn approaches and you must close the pentagram soon. But, hiss, I expect weekly updates. I will make the time to respond to your summons. Hiss. Yesss, this will be most interesting indeed! And have no fear my acolyte, you have done well. Your Mistress is most pleasssed."
"My thanks Mistress, I live to serve.", replied Marian.
*"Yesss, said Vulva, and you do it so well. Now I must begone." *
She walked back over to the bookstand and waited until Vulva had crouched and wrapped her wings around herself, then closed the pentagram. After Brutus double checked that all was clear they both stood and looked at two slumbering beasts. Somehow; despite being unconscious, they had managed to find; and embrace, one another. The male curled protectively around the female with his head resting on her shoulder.
As the Mistress said, thought Marian, this is going to be VERY interesting!
** The End**
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