Transitions of the Flesh
#3 of Winter
Jason was lying in his bed, his arms wrapped around Sara who, in turn, hugged his arms to her chest. It had been three days since Jason had visited Sara's world and Sara had returned to spend each night with him, the strain of transitioning so often was beginning to show in her blue eyes, they had dulled from their usual brilliance, fading towards a grey colour. 'She can't go on with this' Jason thought, kissing the back of her neck softly, causing her to stir in his arms,
"Mmmm," she groaned quietly, "Jace?"
"I'm here, how are you feeling?" he asked her, stroking her sides with his hands,
"Exhausted, Jace, I'm so tired," she moaned softly, hugging his arms tighter to her chest, "never let me go Jace."
Jason kissed her neck again, "Did you find out any way for me to stay with you?" he asked her, Sara frowned and thought back to the day before, when she had managed to gather the courage to return to her father's house.
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Sara knocked meekly on the door to her father's study, gaining the usual reply of "Enter," and, after hesitating for a moment, pushed open the door and walked into the study. Ishma turned to see who had entered registering the expression on his daughter's face almost instantly, placing the book he was reading on the table and spreading his arms wide,
"Come here Sara, my daughter," He said softly, and Sara walked over to him, embracing her father as tears began to flow from her eyes, "My child I am sorry for my words the other day, but it was this that I was trying to avoid"
Sara hugged her father tight, feeling like a young girl again, being consoled by his words, "Daddy...I...I'm sorry too" she Sid, her voice muffled by the fabric of her father's shirt, "I shouldn't have brought up mom, I know how much it pains you."
Ishma stroked his daughter's hair, sighing, "It's ok Sara, all is forgiven. I know you love him dearly,"
"Daddy...do you know of any way I can stay with him?" Sara asked
Ishma shook his head, "Short of cutting off your horns..." he looked down into Sara's eyes, "You are not to cut off your horns, I forbid it and I'm sure your Jason would not wish it"
Ishma sighed again, "The library is yours, search for what you need, I'll go ask some people more qualified on this matter than I."
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"The only thing I've found so far..." Sara began, but trailed off,
"Yes?" Jason prompted,
"Is to cut off my horns" Sara finished, shuddering slightly at the thought, "but I would do that Jace, to stay with you."
"No"
"What?"
"No Sara, I don't want that," Jason said, "I don't want you to be any less than yourself," He nuzzled her horns for emphasis,
Sara smiled, "Thank you Jason"
She let go of his arms, Jason sighed, she had to go again,
"Can I come with you this time?" he asked her as she moved to the edge of the bed, causing her to pause, and turn to look at him,
"I don't want to put you through the pain again" she said to him, tears forming in her eyes
Jason shook his head, "I shall bear it, just search for a way to ground me in your world, that's all you have to do," he stroked one of her pale arms, "I could help"
Sara smiled a small smile, "You can't read runic silly, you wouldn't be able to read any of the books in the library"
Jason went with Sara to her world, the transition becoming easier each time he passed between the worlds. They made their way to her father's house which prompted a question from Jason,
"So, why is your father important? is he the mayor or something?"
Sara shook her head, "No, he's a hero," she told him, feeling again the pride she felt whenever she heard or read about her father's heroic exploits,
"Really? How so?" Jason asked,
"The last war in this world was over a thousand years ago, but a faction of the defeated enemy survived and attacked the town around 100 years ago," she told him, "Daddy was a big hero in the fight, but it did cost him his first love."
Jason was a little stunned, he was lovers with the daughter of a great war hero, 'note to self, never piss Ishma off', "Does everybody still talk about it then? Is that how you knew your father's history?"
"No," Sara said, looking at Jason, her head tilted to the left slightly, "He wrote a book about his actions, 'Diaries of the Utharin Skirmish', it was very popular, but I think daddy only wrote it to quash all the rumors about his part in the battle."
They entered Ishma's house and made their way to the library, Jason deciding that when he had learnt to read runic he would read 'Diaries...', it would be interesting to know some of Ishma's past. Sara's father was currently out, he had left a note on the library door that Sara translated with a mischievous grin, causing Jason to quirk an eyebrow upwards.
Sara pulled him into the library, a large room that had three walls covered by book cases full of various tomes, the other wall, beside the door, had a chaise-long style sofa against it, a table beside the sofa sported a lamp of sorts, a glowing ball of fire floating inside a brass ring covered in runic script. Jason was pushed onto the sofa, Sara straddling him and kissing him, her long tongue exploring the inside of his mouth as his own tongue wrestled with it. Jason's jeans were tenting as his member responded to the stimulation of the demon on his lap,
"You got your energy back quick," he remarked as they broke the kiss, reaching up a hand to stroke Sara's horn, her eyes closing slightly as she let out a soft moan.
She undid his jeans and freed his straining manhood, lifting her skirt up and out of the way before descending onto his shaft, relishing in the feeling of being impaled upon her lover. Jason was also enjoying the feelings he received from his demon love's hot tunnel, and began to rock his hips, thrusting up into her. Sara wrapped her hands around Jason and kissed him as she rocked her hips in time with his thrusts, increasing in speed and force, emitting little whines of pleasure.
Jason could feel his climax gripping him and began to thrust up harder into his lover, gripping her waist with both hands. He came with a grunt and a final hard thrust, causing a cry to emanate from Sara as her juices began to flow freely in time with her own orgasm.
They sat there for a moment, before Sara's sensitive ears heard the front door close. Her eyes opened wide,
"Daddy's back" she said, getting off of Jason, shuddering at the feeling of his penis leaving her, causing her to feel empty, somehow incomplete.
Jason put himself away just before Ishma entered the library,
"Sara, come with me, I may have found something, but first we have to fetch..." he trailed off, seeing Jason sitting on the sofa, "oh...alright then, Jason, come with me as well."
Jason stood up and left the room with Sara, one arm around her waist.
The party of three made their way to the outskirts of the town to a large single story house with a big well behind it, some of the wall closest to the well looking much more recently built than the rest of it.
Ishma knocked on the front door and they heard something latter within, like a number of saucepans hitting the floor, and each other,
"Coming, coming, sorry, I...I'll clear that up in a second I guess, ah, door," said a voice from within, accompanied by footsteps approaching and the sound a bolt being drawn back.
A reptilian face greeted them, yellow flecked grey eyes widening in recognition, "Ah, Ishma, someone said you were looking for me, yes, what was it you were after? A book wasn't it? what book?" Jason stood there as the demon gibbered a little before Ishma silenced him,
"Zahn, I've come for a book, yes, 'Transitories' I believe it is called" He told the reptilian demon, Zahn,
Zahn nodded, waving them in with his right arm as he turned away to go inside,
"Woah!" exclaimed Jason, the demon's whole arm was metal, as was the area around his right shoulder, and he had a metal wing rising from his back, the silver of metal a contrast to the green and red of his scaled face,
Once they were inside the demon turned to them, "So who are these then...Ah! Sara! I haven't seen you in an age, you look gorgeous, bet you have all the boys falling over to get to you," he rambled, upon recognising Sara,
She giggled, "Hi Zahn, it's been too long," she hugged him and he sniffed,
"Hmmm, smell someone on you, did you get a mate and not tell me? shame on you Sara," He said, lightly chastising the smaller demon, then he turned his gaze to Jason, "And who might you be? I don't know you, and you're human, very odd for round these parts,"
Jason bowed to him, "I'm Jason, nice to meet you Zahn" he paused, "If you don't mind my asking, what is with the wing?"
Zahn bowed back to Jason, exposing his untidy dark brown spines to the human, they were bedecked with metal trinkets, "polite one here," he remarked before answering Jason's question, "Had a little accident a while back, lost my arm, some of my body and part of my tail, built the replacement arm and linked it to me, did the same for my tail claw and decided that, since I'd always wanted wings I'd build one, so I did."
Zahn showed Jason the claw tipped metal section of his tail then spread his wing, showing off its razor sharp wingsail, Jason nodded and Ishma re-entered the room, book in hand,
"This is the one Zahn, now, I need you to build something for me" and he showed Zahn something in the book, "Made to Jason's specifications,"
Puzzlement crossed Zahn's features, "For him? but why...oh, his smell, on Sara, I see, hence 'Transitories' alright" he grabbed length of cord from a pouch on his belt and began measuring Jason, noting his height, arm and leg length and the circumference of his wrists and ankles.
"Jason, I want you to listen to me, you too Sara" Ishma said as Zahn scurried off to his workshop, "I have found a way to anchor Jason to this world"
"You have? oh thank you daddy!" Sara cried hugging her father, who looked at Jason,
"It involves making you into a demon, which means that you will be unable to visit your current home for very long"
Jason thought for a moment, "That's a small price for a life with Sara" he said,
Ishma smiled, "That's a good reply. Be back here for nightfall Zahn should be ready by then."
Jason and Sara had returned to his hut to retrieve anything he wanted kept, and to write a single letter, addressed to Amy, the girlfriend that had thrown him out, informing her that he was going somewhere she could never find him, no matter how hard she searched. He enclosed his bloodstained cutthroat razor, 'let her think what she will' he thought before he posted the letter, trekking back to find Sara standing outside his hut, his bag of stuff in her hands.
"I should probably thank her you know" She said to him, handing his bag over, "If she hadn't thrown you out you would never have realised your love for me"
Jason hugged Sara tightly, "Don't say that Sara, I have always loved you" he kissed her gently,
"You ready?' she asked him,
Jason took one look at his hut, then nodded, "Let's go"
They set off into the woods with their arms around each other, leaving this world behind a curtain of shimmering blue sparks.
Jason was strapped, spread eagled, to a metal circle that had a number of shapes inside it's circumference. There was a large border around him covered in runic script and Sara was standing to the right of his naked form.
"Are you absolutely sure you want this Jason" Ishma said, gaining a nod in reply,
"No matter how much it hurts" Jason said, answering Ishma's next question before he asked it,
With a sigh of "Alright," Ishma started his work,
With he claw of his index finger he scratched a single rune into the center of Jason's chest, then drew five lines of runic script branching out from the rune, one up, one towards each arm, one towards each leg. Each line was about 10 cm long and led into a circle of runic script which had four patterns branching off. The patterns were two lines of runic script that twisted together, like the helix shape of DNA, a single large rune marking where they crossed. One helix led straight down, terminating just north of his navel, the other two helix patterns led towards his arms, they terminated on his biceps.
The fourth runic pattern helixed upwards, splitting and rising up the sides of his neck, spreading along his jaw line then up onto his cheeks. Ishma finished by writing two runic sentences on his forehead, exactly where a Demon's horns emanated from.
Jason could feel the runes, he felt as if fire had been shaped and was pressing against his skin where the runes were written, blood beginning to drip down his body. Ishma began incanting, the runes all around Jason flaring into life, along with the ones on Jason's body, causing him to cry out in pain, his whole body felt as if it were aflame, his right hand reached out, grasping towards Sara,
"Daddy, can I..." Sara reached a hand out towards Jason,
"Not yet!" Ishma called, resuming incanting almost immediately, the fire of the runes beginning to cover Jason's body.
Jason's entire body began to glow a hot red, and he screamed as he felt himself changing, the incantation and runic magic altering him completely,
"Now you may"
Sara gabbed Jason's hand, holding it tightly as his screams continued, not able to block out the sick, wet sounds of his entire body changing.
After around five minutes the glow faded, the rune inscribed metal melted away, its very form used to power the runic spell, and Jason collapsed to the floor.
He now sported the deer like legs of a Fawn Demon, like Sara and her father, his member was now contained within a sheath, covered in the same brown fur as his legs. His hair was still a messy brown, and his ears were only slightly pointed, but he now sported two magnificent horns, the twisted brown appendages curling back over his head, adding about another half a foot to his height.
"Ugghh" he groaned from the floor, Sara dropping beside him to help him to his new feet, "Did it work?"
"Yes Jace, yes, it worked" Sara said, noticing the runic design scarred into his chest, running her hand over it
Jason felt Sara stroke his new horns, and almost fell to his knees, overwhelmed by the sensations he received from his sensitive horns. Now he knew why only lovers stroked horns, it was a sensation equivalent to stroking the head of his penis.
"Here you go lad," Ishma said, handing him some clothes; a dark green silk shirt and a pair of silk greaves, almost like shorts, that fell to his knee.
"Thank you sir" he said, but was interrupted,
"Seeing as you are practically my daughter's mate, you might as well call me father," he told his new son-in-law.
Jason grinned, "Thank you father"
Sara hugged him tightly, tears of joy flowing down her face, "Jace, oh Jace it worked, now I need never let you go,"
"Yes Sara, I'll never have to leave now," he hugged her back,
"I'm taking him back to mine daddy, we'll see you in the morning" she said to Ishma before turning away and helping Jason out of the house,
"Two half breeds hmmm? Should be compatible"
Jason collapsed onto Sara's bed, unused to his new legs.
"Are you alright Jace?" Sara asked him, sitting beside him on the bed
"Yeah, yeah I'm ok, just not used to my body"
Sara lent over him and kissed his lips, her hair brushing his horns. Jason kissed her back, shuddering at the feeling of hair on his horns.
Undoing her belt caused her skirt to fall from her body, and she kicked it off of her legs, her shirt following closely, only to be joined by Jason's shirt and shorts. Jason took hold of his love's waist and pulled her towards him, holding her against his new body as he kissed her, his long tongue entering her mouth entwining her tongue. He rolled her onto her back and broke the kiss as he moved south, running his tongue over her body, biting her pale pink nipples gently, causing Sara to moan softly. he reached her moistening slit and licked along it once before spreading her lips with his fingers and sending his tongue deep inside his love, tasting her wetness as she squirmed to the movements of his twisting tongue.
Sara came with a gasp, Jason drinking her nectar as it flowed from her, then moving back up her body to kiss her mouth, his demonhood standing free of his new sheath. It was made longer by the blood engorged knot at its base, four rows of short stubs ran along his new member, and he could feel them running along Sara's fur and smooth skin.
Sara held him to her, then rolled him onto his back, taking in his new body, from his handsome horns to his rune marked chest, down to his new demonhood between his furry new legs. Sara moved down his body, dragging her hair over his transformed flesh before she reached his penis, which she took in her hands, rubbing the stubs with her thumb, then taking him into her mouth, her tongue wrapping around her love's member, finding a course between his stubs that stimulated as many as possible, eliciting a long groan from Jason as he started thrusting into her mouth softly, his hands stroking her hair and horns.
He came with small cry, pushing his cock deeper into Sara's mouth as he released his seed. she swallowed it all, enjoying its flavor.
Sara crawled up Jason's body, stimulating his penis with her furry leg to stop it going soft as she reached his face, kissing him deeply before positioning herself, and pressing her wet slit down onto his demon shaft, feeling it slide deep inside her, the stubs on it stimulating her insides like nothing she had ever felt before. She let out a gasp and settled herself just above his knot, seeing the pleasure in his eyes as he felt her around his member, her walls gripping him tightly as she began to rock her hips, moving his penis within her. He started thrusting upwards, his knot pressing into her lips as his demonhood plunged deep into his love. The two of them kissed, then bowed their heads and rubbed horns, sending shocks of pleasure down each other, their thrusting and rocking becoming harder and faster as they both felt their climax upon them.
With one last, hard thrust, Jason's knot passed into Sara, tying the to of them together, Jason letting out a noise close to a growl whilst Sara cried out as his shaft drove deeper into her than ever before, reaching her womb as she came, the feeling of her hot walls clamping down on Jason's member causing him to cum himself, filling her with his hot cream.
"I love you Sara, and now, I don't have to leave you" He said,
"Right now, I don't think you can leave me" Sara giggled and twisted her hips, stimulating the knot that sat inside her vagina.
Jason grinned, then took ahold of her head, thumbs stroking her cheeks, careful of his claws. He pulled her closer, and kissed her deeply, passionately, lovingly.