Practical Guide to Summoning
#1 of Summoning
And just like that my lucid dreams have started again, first off the blocks was one that had me worked up so much I had to immediately put my fingers to the keyboard to get it donw.
The old story of a novice summoning a demon is not new, but I hope I have diverged away from the usual in the details.
Enjoy :)
I looked down at the markings on the concrete floor of my basement in down-town suburbia, they resembled a badly drawn pentagram drawn in white chalk with an inner circle consisting of a powder. Closer inspection would reveal that powder to be salt.
Ever a sucker, I have always had a religious bent, I have 'tried' them all and lost a lot of good money to some of the more charlatan ones. All of them left me feeling empty, none of them, even once you were a part of their 'inner group', felt real. I was almost done so far as this crap went, I was trying one last thing, something so old I had spent nearly five years of my life tracking down the half destroyed old book that had detailed these rites.
Pacing around barefoot, I lit the candles at the shakily penned pentagrams points, returning to the north side of the ring.
I started chanting, badly. I had paid someone a lot of money to give me a phonetic translation of this old language, I had spent weeks memorising every last syllable. It wasn't the translation or my memory that were bad though, my voice is not what you would call 'musical'.
It was then, for the first time in years of praying, singing and meditating that I felt something and it was pulling at me. Almost like breathing but from my entire body, I felt the twisted old words make me exhale something, it wasn't painful but it felt slightly draining. Excited at an indication that something might be working I continued and felt that exhalation increase.
The words were at their crescendo, the pulling at my bodies breath, my energy, almost causing me to pass out when a darkness filled the centre of the salt circle, growing steadily larger and larger until, at the edge of the ring of salt it stopped and with a clap of thunder evaporated, leaving a being standing within.
It looked a parody of mismatched animals, pieced together and given an upright form. From the goat like legs, leading to a body that resembled some kind of dog, tail and all, a bulls head topped it off, literally. It stood there, naked and proud, a large sheath hiding what twisted maleness it may contain just above a very large pair of testicles.
"A human summoner? After all these years. Its been what, a millennium or two since the last?" It said, voice slick and very human sounding even though it issued from the huge bulls maw. "Yes a reward for such work you must have done, in finding all the necessary law, in giving of your own essence to the spell, a small boon I will grant in the form of negotiation, when the time comes for such things of course."
Then it looked around itself, taking in everything, finally ending its gaze at the floor around it.
Chuckling the beast said, "Normally, I would tear my way from such simple and badly prepared runes, but to breath the air of the mid world again, after so long, and more, to make sure you have incentive to summon again, I will avoid such unpleasantness." I felt embarrassed at the work now, even I knew it was sloppy, I hadn't really thought anything would happen. "Now, on to business, where is your sacrifice?" I opened my mouth to respond but the demon cut back in, "I would suggest not, at the peril of having my good will toward you turn, that the goat tied up over there be such, it would be very bad form."
I almost panicked then, the goat had been for just such a reason. The beast spoke again, "If no suitable sacrifice to my needs is available, then perhaps you sought to bribe me further by offering yourself? Such a prize as to be the first demon to mate a new summoner would indeed have me look more favourably still."
I realised then the trap the demons words had set for me, standing there as I was wearing just the ritual cloak. I opened my mouth and stuttered, "Uh, yeah... I mean, yes, I will be the sacrifice for this boon.". I felt my blood run cold, I had just agreed that whatever would be negotiated would be carried out upon me. If this was a demon who enjoyed giving pain, as some I had read about, it would be a bad night indeed for me.
"Good, good. You realise the situation you are in, I see, and yet you still stand there. In the old times many a first summoner would run and reveal their lack of mettle under such circumstances." The beast said, "Now, onto my second most favourite part of any summoning, the negotiation of terms. You have given me two boons this night, but I have already granted one, by not stepping from this flimsy protection and tearing you apart. So, in the interests of fair play and to encourage return... patronage, I offer, for half a night of rutting with me, under my full attentions, fifty years of further life, beyond the day your body would have ceased."
I grinned, deals, haggling, negotiations, call it what you will, in this regard I was adept. My company had not been terribly good at what it did, but when deals came our way, they were always to my advantage, thus had I built my life.
"A hundred years, knowledge to increase my powers and you may not do any ongoing harm to me during the acts, for half a night." I said, working the words through my mind before I said them.
The demon laughed riotously, "Smart little one, I would have done such nasty things to you before, things that would have left you whimpering, aching to summon me again to undo. But such an offer is, despite the matter of an outstanding boon, unconscionable. Sixty years, the knowledge you ask for, my forfeiture of ongoing harm to your person, for half a night."
Grinning at the game, the ultimate game, the first time I had played where my very being was one of the play-chips, I said, "No, a full hundred years, the knowledge as stated, no lingering harm to myself and you will grant me at least one, new, power. For a full night, that is until dawn, with me to do as you will."
The demon looked at me very seriously, "A fine offer, one most of demons would jump at. But I am not 'most demons'." it said, wiggling its clawed digits in a parody of indicating quotation, "All you stated, exactly as is, but you will not be 'mine to do as I will', you will come to me and mate with me, to my satisfaction, until dawn, of your own free will and with your own intent."
I shuddered, it was one thing to offer yourself with the expectation of being 'raped', you could always say later that you were forced. What the demon asked was for me to go to it and subject myself to its ministrations.
With clenched teeth, I managed, "Done, demon. With one last rider, that the extra years of life not age me.". I had to keep reminding myself of what I would be getting, a hundred years of life, power and knowledge.
"Very well, that is most... agreeable." The demon said.
All of a sudden a swelling of power poured from the beast, wrapping around the inside of the salt circle, eventually coalescing into a contract, in the old ancient language that the verses had been scribed in, hovering in mid air. The only difference was, even though I could tell they were that old language, I could read them.
It detailed exactly what we had both agreed to.
"I agree to the terms of this contract with a mortal." The demon said, using a claw to slice its pad, the blood, black as pitch, dripped down toward the floor but as it passed the height of the contract the drops leapt toward it, spreading darkness around all the words, making them more full.
Gulping, I reached down and picked up one of the nice sterilised knives I had at hand and, nicking my thumb, raised it up near the contract. The drop of bright red blood fell from my thumb, falling to spin and fly upwards, pouring my own essence around the words, now burning in mid air.
"Done then, sealed by our blood, we are both committed." the beast stated.
The contract evaporated from mid air but with a tingle I could feel it now, knew it was now in effect.
I looked up at the beast as it suddenly started stepping forward, over the now benign salt consecrated pentagram. "You summoned me early in the night my prize, that is the only reason I agreed to the contract as stated, it will give me time to carry out what I will and for you to learn your place in things."
A clawed paw leapt out, gripping the fabric of the cloak at the neck and ripping downward, destroying utterly the garment.
I saw now, its member was stirring, starting to push free of the tight sheath.
Stepping forward boldly, knowing that if I didn't I may be in breach of the agreement, I dropped to my knees at the beasts feet and leant forward. My left hand reached out and gently wrapped around the base of the exposed shaft and I began to rub my thumb up and down the underside of it.
"Mmm, warming to your task I see? Yes the power I grant will be great indeed I believe." the demon said, rocking his hips slightly, causing my hand to work more of his member.
Quickly it grew and with a final sigh of resignation, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the end of it. Heat was the first thing I noticed, working my tongue around the girth in my mouth, it was damn hot, and strangely I could feel that heat seeping into me, making me want to do more.
Bringing my other hand up I began to rub his large testicles, even as I worked my head up and down now, working his length as far as I could into my mouth before pulling back. A large furred paw gripped the back of my head by my hair, urging me to maintain the speed and motion even as I worked the base of him with one hand.
Up and down, I felt the heat from him flowing into me faster, it left me aching and erect myself, but my contract was for his satisfaction, not my own.
After what felt like hours of the attention I felt his rod start to swell further, a prelude to the finale. Pulling hard at the paw on my head, I increased the pace, gripping slightly with my teeth on occasion. The paw released me and I heard the beast bellow loudly even as, with my hand still working his balls, I felt the pressure within him begin to feed down to his shaft, flaring it out further, having it almost fill my mouth before the load of his seed began to pour down into me.
I drank and guzzled as much as I could but there was too much and it leaked out the corners of my mouth, the lava hot juice pouring down my chin, hanging in ropey strands from there to drip down, one even landing on my own erection, causing me to cry out in pleasure.
I sat there panting, the release the touch of his fluids to my member had given me had eclipsed anything I had ever felt before in my life and I sat there, mouth still around him, trying to remember how to move properly.
"A good start little summoner, and it is with this gift of my seed that I will help free you of your constricting form. Know that with each addition of my seed to your body, I will re-make a part of you. I think we will begin with those legs, quite unsuitable for one of my summoners. I think something more noble, ahh yes, a lion." with his final word a power radiated from him, pouring down his body, through his member still dripping its fluids down my neck and into me, resonating with the load he had pumped into my stomach finally coming to pour into my legs and groin.
I cried out, muffled though by his still quite erect member as the power changed me, even as it held me so I could not fight it.
At last he let me release his firmness, and I fell back, looking down at what the demon had done. My legs had been warped, covered in fur and now terminated at two very large paws. My groin too was furred, a large sheath wrapped around a large animalistic cock, all hovering above a large hanging pair of testicles.
"Yes, a good start I feel. Now, how would my little summoner like his master next?" it asked and with a sinking feeling, I knew I had no option but to continue to sate his lusts with my body and let it forge me anew exactly as it wished.
"Please..." I whimpered softly, "Just get it done." I finished as I turned and raised my furry rump up in the air for him.
"Oh no no no, not like this. Maybe a hell hound would take you in such a position, cute as it is, but not I.". Power flowed out from him then and I saw before me, from the plain concrete floor, a huge slab of stone push upward. It had runes carved all around it, runes that detailed exactly who had made this, what purpose it served and it had my named again and again. The thing that made me whine though, was the large binding cuffs set around the outer edge of it.
With resignation I climbed up to stand a little awkwardly on my new paws and padded over to the stone alter, laying forward on it, presenting my rear to the demon once more.
"Yes, now that is much more like it. Since I have not had to bind you, I give you a minor boon, this will not hurt... much." it laughed as it paced up behind me.
I felt a paw press down on the small of my back, pinning me to the rock surface, then slowly, almost gently, I felt him press up against my tight rear, and begin to push in.
I whined and whimpered, expecting the member to cause a painful friction, but as the demon promised, it was a smooth sliding entrance he made, and continued to make. "You thought what I had given you before the full extent of my cock? No little kitten, I held myself back for you. But now, with your body more... ready, to receive my full length and girth, prepared by my seed, I will not hold back."
He drew back slightly, teasingly and began to push forward again, deeper still. Further and further he thrust, before I finally felt his groin press against my tail bone, his huge balls against the insides of my legs.
He pulled back, leaving me gaping inside, an emptiness that craved to be filled. As he drew back further and further I started begging, "Please, please fill me again, I need it all.." I simpered again and again.
The beast obliged.
Grunting with the pressure, I felt my body once again filled by his huge prick, feeling it displace organs, pressing down on everything within my body from the inside. Only to be deprived of it once more.
He didn't go slow, he didn't wait for me to beg him to continue, he just took me at his own pace, and that pace left me gasping.
The wet slapping sounds as his hips met my thighs filled the room, setting a backdrop for my moaning cries and his grunts of exertion. Again and again I felt that monsters driving thrusts, working so much of my inner tract that it felt like he might emerge from my mouth if he went any deeper.
His thrusting began to become ragged, his pace more frantic even as I felt him swell to greater girth, surely about to split me in half. His paws reached down, gripping me by the shoulders and pulling me back hard onto his monstrous rod even as it flared wide and began to deposit its load deep within my body.
I screamed, there was no orgasm for me this time, but the feeling of all that white hot semen within caused an almost exquisite pressure that I couldn't hold back when it reached my voice.
His grunting accompanied his release until he eventually spoke again. "Your body this time I think, it is already accommodating, but it lacks something..." he seemed to ponder for a while, "Ahh yes, scales."
Starting at his member, still unloading slowly, its seed swelling my insides, I felt the heat burn down and into me again, the power of his, changing me. My insides re-arranged, according to his will and I felt a curious pressure at my rear before my mind substituted, suddenly, 'tail' for the presence of the new feelings.
His paws now rubbed up and down my back. "Mmm, you feel good now, much better than all that skin." he said, and I couldn't help but sigh in happiness at the feel of his paw running up and down my new hide, stimulating odd feelings as the scales were rubbed.
It was then, my whole body feeling electric, I gripped the slab with one muscled, scaled, talon and turned myself, feeling the huge length of him within twist, ripping a moan from my throat.
I lay on my back now, my thick, lizard like tail exiting down between his legs. Looking down at the creature, feeling lust rising in me again. I braced my paws against the edge of the alter and pushed forward as hard as I could, toppling the beast backwards as he let out a cry of shock.
As I landed on him, now laying on his back, I felt his member snug in deeper, pushed by my landing on his crotch. "Oh ho, what is this, you wish to ride me? Very well, you already have your beast saddled, but know if the ride is not enjoyable, it will be a breach of contract..." he trailed off ominously but with a grin on his big bull muzzle.
Using the powerful leonine legs, I lifted myself forward and, with a sigh, slid back down again, burying him soundly back within me. I smiled, there were other benefits of this angle.
I continued slowly, working myself up and down him, dragging out his enjoyment as far as I could, knowing that I could at least maintain a little of my humanity if I could take him to dawn without his concluding his pleasure.
I was betrayed by my own body however, well, the new body he was forging for me. Even as I rode him, letting his long cock push back up into my depths, a heat started to build within me, a pleasure, a need.
Before I knew what I was doing, I was rocking harder and faster, building up that pleasure quickly as I felt my insides bloated by his displacing size.
Without warning I felt his big paw reach down and grasp my own member and begin pumping it, by the fourth I was lost, thrusting down and up as fast as I could before I felt my end arrive and my seed sprayed the demons paw, drawing a chuckle from the creature. "You lasted longer than I would have thought, and for that I will not take this as a breach, instead, I will merely move with the times." he said, and began to shift as he finished his words, lifting me again to my hands and knees and twisting me around again so he had me, even as he denounced earlier, as though I was his bitch.
If I thought his driving thrusts before had been animalistic, I was wrong, he seemed to explode into movement, driving me so hard that I almost toppled with each hard thrust, moaning despite the roughness of it, my body now not only used to his size, but built to enjoy it.
Seeming to take an eternity, his pleasure none the less built, eventually brining him roaring and bellowing above me to spray and seed me once more, and this time, in my current position, I felt my belly swell out slightly with the volume of it.
"And thus, we have your head, I think, due to your current position, a hell hound would be indeed quite poetic." he said above me. The power of him poured upward, causing me to cry out as it twisted my head and neck, drawing my face forward into a long muzzle full of sharp teeth, my howling cry terminating as the changes finished.
I stayed there a while, braced against his weight, filled with him still, suddenly wondering what the time was.
"You have served me quite well, even as I have serviced you, you have earned your rewards. The power I will grant you will, of course, be the ability to hide what you now, truly, are. You will find a new book over beside that old worn grimoire, with it you will no doubt learn many new tricks for the power you carry. Also, the hundred years is yours, as promised, you will not age one day in that time. And with that-" the demon had dismounted me toward the end of his speech, the feeling of his length drawing from me leaving me whining softly. As his words started to trail off, I could hold back no longer and turned and sprung, knocking the big beast once again to its back, looking down upon it with just one emotion, undisguised, painted across my new muzzle.
Lust.
With a grin I leaned in, engulfing his flaccid length within my throat, coiling the long tongue he had gifted me with around his shaft, bringing it back to attention in the absolute minimum of time. "Oh my little pup." was all he said, stretching his spine out backwards, lifting his groin so slightly, pushing a little further into me.
Working my head back and forth, keeping as much contact with his growing, burning pole, I brought a wondrous friction to him, hearing the demon scream in ecstasy. I didn't slow down, I didn't gag around him, I let him grow as much as he liked, filling my neck, pushing further and further into me. I know not how I breathed around him, merely content to exert myself for his pleasure, wanting to feel him empty into me once again.
It took time, but eventually the stimulation had the desired effect and I felt him flare wide, gripping my head and shoving forward hard almost making me gag. Suddenly my stomach felt full, no, past full, overwhelming. Pushing forward my sleek scaled belly bulged greatly.
"Well well well, such a good little pup deserves a reward beyond those promised, I have not felt a release such as that in neigh on an aeon. Very well, with the last giving of seed, I give you two last changes, ones you will come to enjoy greatly."
His power poured into me, pooling at my back and at my groin. Pulling back from him, feeling the power change me even beyond the creature I was now, I looked down. My penis had changed, at first the leonine changes had corrupted it, made it into an oversized parody of a cats shaft, but now...
It was huge, the like of a horses, even as I looked my clawed limbs were drawn down to it, and when they touched it I fell to my knees in rapture.
"That was one of my gifts, the one you would find the most immediate use for, the other is more... Well lets just say you may eventually enjoy it almost as much." he said, stalking back to the circle before a small crack of thunder heralded his departure.
Dragging my arms back from my groin reluctantly, I reached around to my back, encountering resistance and feeling that which my brain classified, to my absolute astonishment, as wings.
I stood there a moment, dumbstruck, before I walked back over to the book, seeing the newly bound tomb beside it.
Opening the addition, I read the first page, hand written in that ancient language that now flowed so easily through my mind.
To my little pup
I hope you like your presents, I am sure in the next hundred years you will find many uses and applications for both.
Don't be a stranger, call me any time you need something, even if its just to fill time.
It was signed with his name, completely unprintable without the ability to write in that old tongue.
I stood there and said thoughtfully, "Hrmm, wonder if I he will be doing anything tomorrow night...", and grinned, folding the book closed under my arm.