The Time of the Prophecy (Ch.4)
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The Time of the Prophecy (Ch.4)
This story does contain acts of a sexual nature between male....things. Please don't read it if you think it might get me in trouble, otherwise knock yourself out. And yes, this chapter does contain a mild form of filth.
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"I'm not sure," said Cail. "But in all honesty, I'd say probably not. If there is a way, however, we will help you to return to where you came from." Even though I hadn't been expecting anything more, it didn't lighten the blow very much. "Okay, that's pretty much what I'd already assumed, but I needed some confirmation. Okay, final and most important question coming: Can I PLEASE have some clothes made special for me? All these robes are utterly repulsive. I think you all must be colorblind...no offense, but I'd kill for a pair of jeans that fit me and a damn T-shirt."
The coucil members all looked down at their robes briefly, as if trying to spot what was so offensive to me. Giving it up as a bad job, Cail turned back to me and smiled. "So can we assume that you are agreeing to help us?"
"If I can get some clothes made up that I can look at without getting a pressure headache, then yeah, sure I'll give it a shot. As I've already said, I don't have much choice....However, if any of these "trainers" of mine go all boot camp on me, I'm gonna crack open a can of whoop ass on them." Blank looks. "Forget it and show me where I sleep please." And just like that, my life is fucked. Funny how that works out. One day, you're a high school student in Florida, a couple days later, you're a dragon thing in another world and counted on to save that world from evil werewolf men. Yep, soooo typical. At least I'm going to sleep now...
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Andarus seems to have drawn the short straw and got the job of being my personal travel bitch. His primary duties were making sure I didn't get lost and listening to me whine. And boy, did I have a lot to whine about. Luckily for him, I was mostly just grumbling and groaning to myself. The usual cursing of gods, decrying the unfairness of the universe, and halfhearted attempts at finding a silver lining that can be heard from anyone who just got stuck in a situation they can't control. Spend some time around convicts, boot camp recruits, and nuns and you'll hear plenty of it.
"Did you get the answers you were looking for?" Andarus asked a bit smugly. Bad idea on his part, but I was too drained, physically, mentally, and emotionally, to rip him to shreds. Instead, I just let his own paranoia about just how evil I could be work on him.
"Do you honestly want me focusing all of this negative energy in your direction right now?" I gave him a lovely dose of loathing in the glare I spitted him with....and fought not to laugh at the look on his face. It was blatantly obvious he was searching for some sort of "Oh Shit" button to turn invisible, or render himself temporarily deaf. I let him percolate for a few seconds then decided to spare him a panic attack. "I didn't think so. Just show me to my room.........p-ple---please."
He seemed a bit shocked by my attempt to be polite. Despite all outward appearances, I'm usually very easygoing as long as I'm somewhat in my comfort zone. Unfortunately, I wasn't likely to be anywhere in the same galaxy as my happy place for a long time. As a result, I'll probably gain a pretty ugly reputation as being a total asshole. Oh well, no use crying over imminent hatred by all of my adoring fans. If life gives you a terrible temper and a sharp tongue, then use it to teach people the meaning of "anti-hero."
"One thing I'd like to show you before we head to your room. It's on the way anyways." Andarus beckoned me over to a small square doorway. I was too tired to argue, so I followed him through. Upon entering the room, I realized that the doorway was deceptive. The small opening made me think he was showing me to an office, but instead I found myself in a room the size of my school gymnasium. The wall went up 15 feet before arching over. The rafters were lost in the gloom above. The floor was covered with a scattering of objects that made the room's purpose obvious. There were several weapon racks around the room. Some had rusty spears, some had blunt axes, while others had notched swords. There were wooden target dummies all over, as well as some open areas with rings drawn on the floor. Clearly, I was to be getting my weapons training here. At this time, there was almost nobody there. The lone occupant was off in the far corner, thrusting with a ragged old longsword at an equally tattered dummy.
"Pretty...I'm getting more tired just looking at this place. Can we please get me to a bed before I pass out?" I gave Andarus a look that was meant to be commanding, but probably looked more pathetic than anything. I was quickly losing control of my eyelids. Apparently I couldn't control the volume of my voice either, because I no longer her the swish-thud of the sword in the corner. I looked around and saw the creature from the corner of the gym-room walking over. As he approached, I noticed that he was not like any of the species I'd seen before. In the semi-darkness I'd mistaken him for an Orphoz, like Cail, but as he got closer, I realized he was nothing like one. He was about six inches shorter than me, an inky black all along his back, creamy white along his stomach. He was more reptilian than anything else, with a lizard-like muzzle, three-toed feet, and hands with three clawed fingers and a thumb. He also had golden yellow symbols all along his arms, and a large golden wedge shaped mark on his forehead. I wasn't sure whether it would be polite to greet someone with "What the hell are you," so instead I went with a simple "Hello." I gave the best smile I could muster, which felt more like a grimace.
He looked at me and snorted. "So you're the "Lightgiver" huh? You don't look too special to me. I hear you're a real ass." He smirked at me and it took a moment to realize that my mouth was hanging open. Oh HELL NO!!! I just got insulted by the first person whose head I'd gone out of my way to NOT bite off. Maybe being a dick was the right way to go in this society. And here I was almost feeling bad for how I'd acted. The nasty, insulting portion of my brain began charging up for a blast that would scare the Death Star. Andarus sensed that I was getting ready to vaporize someone with my next set of words, so he gently took me by the upper arm and steered me out of the room.
"Another time Elidorian," he called over his shoulder. Unfortunately for him, he'd deprived me of my main target, and it's not good for my nerves to build up that much bad juju and not release it. I did my best to make the remainder of the trip a living hell for Andarus. Five minutes later, when we arrived at my room, I think I was at the downfalls of his breeding and parentage. From the look on his face, he was second-guessing his choice to stop me from going after whats-his-face. "Here you are my lord," he said opening the door and leading me into a spacious room. "I'll be back tomorrow morning to get you."
"Sure, but hey, not too early." I said, looking around. As Andarus bowed himself out with an air of relief, I explored my chambers. The bed wasn't like a traditional human bed. It was built into the floor, and was perfectly round. It looked large enough to comfortably sleep a couple of elephants. Other than the bed, there were two windows, each covered by wooden shutters. There was a small room off to the side which consisted of a hole in the floor and a bucket of water. No plumbing I guess...whoa, what a shock. I took off my robe and laid down on the bed and was almost instantly asleep. Now, in most good sci-fi books, this is where the main character has some sort of strange prophetic dream. Thankfully, I was spared the cliche and got a good night's sleep.
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I awoke the next morning to three sensations. First, I was twisted into the most demented position I could have imagined, curled into such a tight ball that my head was resting on my stomach. Second, my wings were tangled into each other and my blanket. Third, something was tickling me in the back of my neck. I reached up and swatted at it, thinking it to be a fly. Instead, I felt a much more substantial thump when my hand hit, and the thing that got hit felt it too....it was my erect penis.
I untied myself from the insane pretzel knot I'd slept in, flapped my wings once to disentangle them, then looked at my member. What I saw almost stopped my heart...I was enormous. From the measly five inch pencil dick my human body sported, I now had a 14 inch monster. It was dangling a mere foot or so from my face when I lay down straight. On top of the massive increase in length and girth, I noticed the shape had changed as well. The foreskin was gone, and the head was no longer mushroom shaped. Instead, my cock was bright red, mildly ridged, and had a pointed spear shaped head. I felt around absently beneath my shaft, but there were no balls. I assumed they're internal now. All throughout my inspection, my cock got harder and began dribbling pre at an almost alarming rate.
I figured now would be the perfect time for a test drive. I wrapped my hand around the base of the shaft and began slowly stroking towards the head, then back down again. The sensations were incredible. It was as if there were five times as many nerves per square inch as when I was human. I was almost delirious with pleasure when I started speeding up my strokes. Almost unthinkingly, I leaned forward and took the last six inches of my dick into my maw. It was like getting an injection of pure dopamine. I was barely conscious due to the sensations ripping through my body and brain. I pushed more and more of my cock into my mouth and down my throat, not even gagging as I finally hilted myself in my own mouth. I then began facefucking myself at a blistering pace. I didn't last long, and after only a dozen thrusts, my climax hit me like a train. I pushed my cock as far down my throat as it could go and unloaded my seed straight down into my stomach. My clima lasted a minute, and I was starting to feel a bit full when I finally started pulling off. There was still some cum dribbling out when the head passed through my mouth. I swirled my tongue around and tasted my own seed. I had tasted my cum before as a human, but this was different. It was more creamy than clotty and it didn't have the bitter after taste. All in all, I liked it.
My dick retreated back into my genital slit as I panted through my afterglow laying on the bed. I had just managed to pull my robe back on when Andarus appeared. "Well, you look much less tense today," he said with a knowing glance. Did he peep on me while I was going at myself like a rabid hyena? "Now, let's go meet your trainers." I didn't have anything snide to say. If I can wring that much pleasure out of my body, then I might just be able to cope with this whole thing after all.
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Yay for my first dirty scene!!! Also, my honey makes his short but sweet debut here. More of him in the next chapter.