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“Magnus! Obey the ring! I am your new master! I command you to enter me!”

Rays of light flashed out from the wizard, filling the cavern with a blinding white. By the time Vivian and Camden could see again it was too late. Where there had been a young woman was now a giant fleshy monstrosity that extended its protrusions and eyes across the entire cave. Its fanged maw opened and on its tongue reclined a female representation of what was once Holborn.

“What an enormous force of energy!” Vivian whispered. Horrified as she was, she found herself unable to deny the power that had just washed over her. And even more horrifying was when it began to speak.

“HAHAHA! I HAVE DONE IT!” Holborn(?) roared triumphantly and marveled at her new body, as did all the new eyes gazing about. “Magnus is now trapped with me and all its powers are mine to control!”

“Madam! You can’t control this power!” Camden stepped forward, terrified and concerned for his master’s new appearance. Vivian couldn’t help but notice a shiver going through his frame as he tried to comprehend what was going on.

“CAMDEN! COME! BECOME A PART OF ME!” The female figure of Holborn(?)’s body extended a slender arm and beckoned for her former apprentice to step forward.

“M-madam…?!”

“You admire me, don’t you? You seek my acceptance… and now you have it. We will become one, both soul and flesh.” The monstrous entity spread its arms wide, as if to embrace him when he finally approached.

“Madam Holborn… I accept! I could want nothing more from you!” The Charlatan smirked, a beatific smile upon his lips as he strode forward.

“Camden wait! You can’t possibly be serious! Do you understand what you’re doing?!” Vivian grabbed him by the shoulder, and he temporarily stopped before shrugging her off. Holborn(?) cackled as Camden continued onward.

“Understand? What could you possibly understand?” The new being had taken on a condescending tone and was tittering at Vivian’s failed attempts to stop Camden.

“You are not like us Vivian! Your thoughts and your goals are not like ours! I will no longer be just Camden… I shall become one with her!”

“Camden!”

“A wise choice! Those who do not join me will die!” The figure grasped his hand and Vivian was blinded again for the second time.

The instant the two touched, time metaphorically stopped for them and literally for everyone else. Camden looked over at the Vagrant who was frozen in place, arms poorly covering her eyes.

“There is no need to have second thoughts Camden.” Holborn(?) tightened her grip and pulled him closer and into the gaping jaws of what constituted for their body, “You made the right choice and we shall be stronger for it.”

“You mistake my pity for hesitation Madam. Vivian will never know the glory and the power we are about to experience as one. She will remain forever ignorant.”

“How astute, you have come a long way my apprentice. And this is why you shall have this honour.”

With her other hand she stroked Camden’s cheek and then drew him closer. Her arms wrapped around him in an embrace filled with warmth that he had never known from the old Holborn. Immediately he found himself returning the gesture and wrapping himself around her.

That is until she broke her hold on him and instead lowered her head to his. Their faces briefly touched as Holborn(?) brushed her lips against his. There was a moment of uncertainty before he dropped all pretenses and kissed her back.

The mere act of touching was sending jolts of pleasure rippling through his body. He shuddered in anticipation for what sensations their final form would experience. But perhaps it was better to enjoy what was happening in the moment. For example, a tongue had entered his mouth and was wrestling with his.

Camden moaned as one of his long-time fantasies was finally being fulfilled. But why stop here? He decided to indulge himself further and cupped one of the breasts pressing against his chest.

“You’ve gotten so bold Camden…” She cooed and pressed a nipple into his waiting fingers, “Are you enjoying this as much as I am? Of course you are, I know exactly how you think…”

“And soon you’ll know exactly how I think too…”

Something had reached down and snaked into the Charlatan’s trousers. He had to break their kiss as he gasped at whatever had fished his erect penis out. Camden leaned back as he watched a hand stroke him with increased intensity as the other cradled his balls.

“Did you ever imagine that I’d do this for you one day? That I’d sully my hands in such a degenerate manner? Or was this one of your many perverted fantasies? You may as well tell all of them to me, I’m going to find out soon anyways.”

He could only nod as his mind was going blank from the ecstasy of not only being touched, but being touched in such a lewd way. The only warning that Camden gave was a grunt as he spewed a geyser of cum all over her breasts.

Holborn(?) giggled as they released him. Her fingers dipped into the milky trails all over her torso as Camden continued to spurt weakly all over himself.

“A little treat for both you and I…” She proceeded to lick her fingers clean before returning to scoop more up, “You’re not done yet though are you? I would be so disappointed if you were…”

His body was beginning to meld with her though not entirely. He was still able to pull himself away to some extent but it only made him want to delve right back in. His fingers were making cursory trips into her thighs but there was something he wanted to do first.

“My Dearest Camden, what are you planning to do now…?” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as Holborn(?) allowed him to spread her legs. She leaned back and allowed the Charlatan to do whatever it was that he pleased.

Despite their transformation they still maintained a large number of feminine features and down below was no exception. Camden felt his breath catch in his throat and he wondered if it had always looked this gorgeous.

The surrounding skin was unnaturally smooth and soft and yet everything was still deliciously plump and inviting. His head was only at her knees and he could already smell her womanhood tempting him to come even closer.

“Show me the extent of your desire for me Camden, I know you won’t disappoint…” The New God lifted her hips up to grant him easier access. Everything about her was beautiful, and it was if her pussy was glowing.

Sliding his hands under her plump buttocks he coaxed Holborn(?) closer to his waiting mouth. He traced his lips with her lower ones, gathering the accumulated juices within each fold. And the breathy noises she was making confirmed she approved of his ministrations.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. Pressing his face as hard as he dared directly into her slit, the Charlatan inhaled deeply, reveling in her scent. Soon she was dripping down his chin and no amount of tongue work could keep up with the deluge.

“Camden…” Her voice had become breathy and uneven, “I believe you’ve teased me enough… Would you be so kind as to go on…?” Her thighs had been sporadically squeezing his head and the gyrations from her hips had caused her engorged clit to bump into his nose too many times to be coincidental.

And of course he obliged her, who was he to deny the request of a God?

Long tongue strokes traveled the length of her pussy before bold expeditions inside were made. Camden was at risk of drowning now and breathing had become a luxury but he cared not, he was far too concerned with pleasuring his lover.

Holborn(?) wasn’t even trying to conceal the pleasure she was receiving. Her hands couldn’t make up their minds as to whether they wanted to race through his hair or bring him closer. The noises she was making were more akin to an animal in heat than a powerful deity.

And her clitoris, her clitoris! He grasped it between his lips and gently suckled, feeling it quivering and pulse with his every action. Camden was tempted to bring a hand to aid him but he knew that would mean less room for his mouth. Ultimately he opted to continue as he was.

Her orgasm came without warning. With a small gasp, the full force of Holborn(?)’s lower body gripped the Charlatan’s head and he was rewarded with flood after warm flood. He wasn’t sure if he was going to die from asphyxiation, drowning, physical trauma, or some combination of the three but he would have gladly died in that moment.

Minutes passed until she finally released him. Both were lightheaded from all the exertion but Camden’s face was an absolute mess. A happy mess, yes, but a mess all the same.

“Come here…” The God leaned over and cushioned his chin between her palms, “My my, what a mess you’ve made of us both…”

He was helped to his knees and she kissed him again. Taking every opportunity to clean him up with her own tongue. Or perhaps she was using this as an excuse to taste her own sweetness? The Charlatan didn’t care, he was grateful for the attention and affection he so very much desired.

“I think you’ve proven yourself… But first, let me get you ready…” She hefted him up as if he was nothing and dangled him in the air, holding his naked waist in front of her head. With a single motion she engulfed his entire penis

The sensations he endured made Holborn(?)’s previous handjob feel like child’s play. The heat, the wetness, the suction! The way that her tongue danced across every inch of his manhood as she continued to swallow more and more of him into her throat.

Just as she did to him, Camden held the back of her head as tightly as his fingers would allow. The God’s jaw opened even further and soon her lips were pressing against his scrotum. He started to squirm, he was losing control and he tried to warn her with his wheezing grunts.

But it was as though she didn’t care. Or more accurately, was welcoming it. When he glanced down he was Holborn(?) intentionally make eye contact, wink, and then increase her efforts tenfold at the hardening of his erection.

He returned the favour with a salvo of his own bodily fluids directly down her throat.

She handled each pump from his penis with no complaint, humming the entire time. The Charlatan was definitely at risk for collapsing from exhaustion now, but he persevered. The best was coming next, they both knew it, and he didn’t want to disappoint her.

“My my Camden… I take it that someone must have been very pent up.” She finally extracted his still twitching cock from her mouth as was kissing it at random spots, “Twice in such a short period can be very draining, but I will understand if you are in need of a brea-”

“Never! I have never been more ready! Please, allow me to continue to serve you Madam!” His outburst must have surprised her. For a second her eyes widened ever so slightly before her smile returned.

“Very well. Lie down, right here.”

Without hesitation he lay on his back and watched her approach. But first she leaned forward to kiss him on the forehead. Once she was satisfied she hovered her waist above his own, letting the tendrils of grool dot the head of his dick. Taunting the Charlatan even more as he desperately tried to thrust himself closer to her opening.

“You’re so impatient, are you that eager for me?”

He could only nod in response as he had been unable to speak for quite some time now. His eyes fixated on her glistening pussy lips as they persisted in their teasing.

And just when Camden thought he might lose his mind, Holborn(?) dropped the entire weight of her body onto his erection.

It took everything he had not to immediately cum. Every muscle and bit of willpower was spent trying to restrain the overwhelming bliss that was swallowing up his penis. He couldn’t tell if he was out of breath or had merely forgotten to breathe.

Staring upwards made him feel somewhat better about himself. The Charlatan watched the face of his lover try as she tried to poorly disguise her own expressions. Emboldened by this new information he reached up and proceeded to massage her heavy breasts.

The New God opened her mouth to say something only to squeak when he started to simultaneously knead both breasts. Seeing an opening he bucked his hips upwards into her, relishing in her tightness.

Camden had never known such warmth before. And a small part his mind feared he might accidentally fuse with her before he was allowed to ejaculate another time. Perhaps that was why everything felt so good, such was the feeling of melding with a God.

But he was immediately snapped back to reality when an unexpected amount of pressure was applied to his dick. Looking back up, Holborn(?) had regained some semblance of control. Her face was the very definition of smug as he felt every vaginal muscle constrict around him.

“How quaint. Did you really think I’d let you be in control for long?” She squeezed again and observed how he writhed underneath her. It became a game for her as she adjusted the pace, gyrated her hips just to see his reactions. At one point she even managed to reach around and fondle his balls which nearly caused him to explode right there.

And he might have had he not seen an opportunity present itself.

As she leaned back to maintain her balance while attacking his testicles she inevitably exposed herself. The Charlatan had been up close to her clitoris earlier but seeing it from this angle was completely different. The way his saliva had mixed with her juices made it iridescent in the light and it was just begging for attention.

Dropping a hand from her chest he pushed his thumb onto the throbbing nub. The effects were immediate with Holborn(?) nearly falling off his cock from the unexpected retaliation. Camden felt her fingertips leave their mark as she desperately tried to regain her stability.

“Th-that’s cheatinggggggggg!” For a God she certainly had very human reactions to everything he was doing. It was hard to tell from his position but it appeared that she was drooling now.

Oh wait, he was drooling too.

Though to free a hand to wipe his face would allow her to recover and then strike back. Multitasking under normal circumstances was difficult in itself but here he was juggling at least four different tasks.

Suddenly she locked eyes with him, and before the words were finished he knew he had lost.

“Camden, I command you to cum in m-”

His leg cramped up and his hands scrambled to hold onto something as his penis spasmed out of control inside of Holborn(?). Meanwhile she choked on the rest of her sentence as her legs clamped down on his thighs. Once the first jets of his semen splattered against the cervix he could feel everything inside her contract as they orgasmed into each other.

The Charlatan’s mind was completely devoid now. The only thing registering was the endless rush of cum that was openly spilling. He could feel the former wizard trying to seal everything off but to no avail, there was simply too much. Already it was pooling around their groins and still he continued to ejaculate.

It was difficult to say how much time had passed as they lay together, shuddering in the afterglow of their passion. They sighed when finally his flaccid dick flopped out, unleashing a white tsunami now that the plug had been removed.

She opened her mouth to speak, only to fall silent and rest on his chest. Camden was also not in a position to speak as he was still trying to catch his breath and comprehend the events that had happened.

Then his calves went numb, or rather, it felt like pins were poking into the flesh. Had his lower half fallen asleep? He strained his neck up and saw his foot melding with hers.

There was no going back now.

“This was fun but I think it’s time for what we came here to do.” The God kissed him again and he heard her hiss as she moved to align their shins next. Was it just as uncomfortable for her as it was for him?

Mentally however it was amazing. Knowing that in a few moments he would be leaving behind his inferior form. And not only that, but he would be together with his beloved Holborn in both body and soul. Already he could feel his sense of sense and identity dissociating and she had barely assimilated him up to the knees.

Wincing from the discomfort he tried to sit up only to find that she had placed an arm behind his back and was pulling him into a hug. The Charlatan once again found himself wedged between her massive breasts and instinctively relaxed.

Raw power was surging through what was left of his right arm as she shoved her palm into his. He coughed and breathing was becoming difficult but he wasn’t afraid. For the first time in a long time, or perhaps ever, he was completely calm and reassured.

He inched their groins together and once again found his penis inside of Holborn(?). For a moment he wondered if they were merging or was she simply absorbing him?

“Do not worry Camden, I sense your fear but recall that l granted you the honour of becoming one with me.” She reached out and touched his forehead, “You are not simply being absorbed, your essence will be preserved. This I promise you.”

And then a wave of calm went through his body. All discomfort had been replaced with a soothing warmth and all doubts banished from his mind.

They were joined at the hips now and their bodies were actually glowing a brilliant pure light. He leaned back and in the process pulled his arms away, at least what was left of them. It was as though they had melted off inside of the God and he curiously observed the smooth tendril that remained of his hand.

But if he was perturbed he said nothing. Instead, he extended forward to kiss Holborn(?) one final time before pivoting around so that he was no longer facing her. Then with an exhale he leaned back and sank into her upper torso.

The Charlatan wondered if he was just being uncreative because the analogy of sinking into a hot tub full of water was the first thought that came to his mind. More and more of him was amalgamating. Her breasts were on both sides of his head now and were soon filling his vision.

But more importantly were the thoughts filling his head. Whispers of arcane knowledge, memories that were not his own, and the power, the raw power. Raging and uncontrollable like a wildfire or a thunderstorm it was all encompassing.

“I believe the fusion was a success.”

“Yes, I agree. I am whole now.”

It was difficult to say if there was a difference in who was speaking or in control of the body. And perhaps it didn’t matter. Proof that where they had once been two individuals now only one remained.

Though there were noticeable changes when their bodies merged. The most obvious being the penis that had sprouted up from the groin. Even flaccid it was thicker than Camden’s thighs and longer too.

But the release of energy as they combined meant that it would not stay in its limp state for long. Almost instantaneously after forming it sprung up, fully erect and pulsing with energy. It was obscenely large and could have skewered a man with its length.

“Magnificent. Is this another gift of Godhood? If so, I graciously accept.” It violently throbbed, as if each pulse of raw power was a pulse of blood flowing through. And the pleasure was taking their breath away, even without touching themselves it jerked to life.

With a barely controlled grunt they blasted a torrent of semen, and then another. Heavy arcs of creamy seed sailed through the air as they struggled to contain the unending orgasms. A mess was gradually forming around them, not that they cared. They were an ascended being, and concepts such as shame were beneath their attention.

“Perhaps I am in need of a new name, to commemorate my new form.”

“Yes, I agree. A combination of our old ones perhaps? How does the name Camborn sound?”

“It is agreeable. Yes, my name shall be Camborn.”

Satisfied, Camborn finally regarded the figure in front who was still frozen in place, shielding her eyes. It felt like eons since the merger had begun but now that it was complete there were new issues to contend with.

“Oh Vivian, whatever shall I do with you.” They brought a hand to their chin in mock contemplation as the cock continued to provide increasingly enjoyable orgasms. “I think I’ll defeat you. And with you out of the way there will be no one left or capable of stopping me.”

With a snap of their fingers time resumed and the wave of light flew out, signalling that they were complete and ready.

The Vagrant coughed and stared up stupidly with bleary eyes which immediately shot open. It was impossible to gauge her emotions which ranged from pity, disgust, and fear.

“Wha-what happened? Where did Camden go? What have you done with him?!” Her movements were erratic and the panic in her voice was clear.

“Camden is no more. I am now Camborn and I am a God. Behold.” With a lazy wave of their hand dozens of tentacles ruptured the ground around Vivian, completely surrounding her. Eyeballs sprouted from the stalks and eyed her menacingly as she drew her weapon.

“Futile.” The appendages raced towards their target as a myriad of magical spells and attacks bombarded her. Slowly her strength was drained as the onslaught of attacks continued. And despite her strength, it wasn’t long until the Vagrant was little more than a battered and crumpled heap.

Barely able to stay alive and completely unable to launch an offensive of her own, she threw down her weapon in an act of desperation. One final gambit.

“Camden! I know you’re in there! I know you don’t want this! You can stop this madness! Please!” Her face was bruised and clothing in shreds, she forced herself to stand on a broken leg.

There was a lull in the attacks and Vivian allowed herself a small smile. Only to cry out in pain as a tendril gripped her by the abdomen and brought her close.

“You don’t learn do you? Camden is no more. There is only I, Camborn.” No amount of struggling could save her now as she was pressed into their body and quickly absorbed. “For opposing me you will simply be used as energy. Nothing shall remain. Goodbye Vivian.”

With one final scream and flash of light the only hint that the Vagrant ever existed was the slightly larger breasts that they now had.

“And with that annoyance out of the way there is nothing stopping me now. I have a world to conquer, and all shall know and worship their new God, Camborn.”