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The Silver Sorceress

Chapter 2: Metamorphosis

Freya nodded and smiled warmly. "Yes we can." The dark furred wolfess stepped up to the Silver Sorceress and placed a hand on her shoulder, and turned her towards the opposite direction. "The Brightstar Order has setup camp at the Magus Archive ruins." With some swift guidance, they were headed towards some horses.

There was another representative from the Brightstar Order already on horseback. He appeared to be quite muscular beneath the cloak. Sarah could tell it was a panther, the cloak doing little to hide the fact that the panther was incredibly muscular. "The Silver One, Freya," he asked.

Freya simply nodded, leaving the small human to her own devices for the moment. Sarah herself was skeptical, but this small glimmer of hope seemed to be just enough to peak her curiosity. She was quickly scooped up by the large wolfess and placed on her horse as the took off towards the Magus Archive in the rain.

Sarah thought over her knowledge of the Magus Archives. They were ruins from ancient people, anthropomorphic and human alike. It was theorized to be a place research and worship, and had a treasure trove of knowledge to reveal. Most of the Archive itself was protected by barriers that most magic users have difficulty unsealing, and only a few had ever attempted and even successfully dismantle them. The parts that were accessible revealed powerful magics and knowledge, history, and religions from the past.

Only a small portion of the Magus Archives had been opened up, and Sarah herself had really only seen that portion of it. What else could be there? Maybe the Brightstar Order had discovered something, and this was their way of seeking her assistance.

"Excuse me, but what is there? I have seen what has opened up there already," Sarah said to her companions, rain pelting their bodies.

Freya turned as they rode through the rain. "You will see soon enough, Sarah Silver."

The answer was far too vague and much too ominous for Sarah. Her mind was already at work trying figure out what it could possibly be.

For several hours they rode in the rain silence, the only sound that could be heard was the sound hooves striking the muddy ground, rain blowing in the wind and the crackle of thunder. And then they arrived at the campsite, several of the Brightstar Order coming to take their horses. Sarah hopped off the horse, splashing into the mud, and followed Freya and her panther companion towards a tent in the back.

The wolfess turned a bit away and shook off her drenched fur, and then turned back to the small human who had been looking around the room with her crimson eyes. "Welcome to the camp," she said rather plainly. "I am sure you are eager to find out why exactly I brought you here."

Sarah took note of the various crates, boxes, maps, scrolls and what not scattered about the tent. "Yes...and based on what I am seeing here," she pointed to a map on a table, "You found something. Something at the Magus Archives that you don't want a lot of people to know about."

Freya nodded before sitting down in a chair beside a desk. "Yes...that is right." There was a slight pause as it seemed the wolfess was trying to collect her thoughts. "What we found was a vault, well one that appeared to have been opened recently. Inside we found texts, walls lined with it, paintings...and something else."

The Silver Sorceress quirked a brow as she listened intently. "This sounds like some of the other rooms in the Magus Archive ruins. What is this something else?"

Freya nodded. "I think it best I show you." She stood up and opened another entrance to the tent, waving over the drenched human woman. "Come."

Sarah didn't speak again, it was nearing nightfall, as it was getting darker in the storm that so relentlessly poured water on them. Out of the tent she followed the wolfess, towards the Magus Archive ruins.

Buildings of various shapes and sizes, overrun with cracked stone, plant life, and rust were strewn about. But Sarah was being led to a part that she had never seen before, buried behind some stone, it looked like a massive building that been sealed inside the rock.

Sarah gasped as they approached the ruin. And then gasped again when she saw the inside. High vaulted ceilings laid with text, drawings, paintings. It was like a temple, but much larger in scale.

"Impressive, is it not," Freya remarked as she led the way down the massive structure. Towards the back there appeared to be an altar and a dais. “Be careful not to go up the steps, there is a barrier that prevents us from accessing the what is there on the dais."

Sarah turned to face forward after her crimson eyes scouted around the massive building. What she saw floating in the dais was perhaps the most peculiar looking thing she had ever seen. It was an orb, silver in color and marked in runes. “What...what is that," the human sorceress asked.

“That is what we would like you figure out. From what we can gather in the writings, on the walls, in the scrolls, we believe whatever it is, that orb is waiting for you."

Sarah turned to face the tall wolfess. “What do you mean, 'waiting for me?'"

Freya pointed over to a nearby wall, where Sarah took her drenched self to look at. At this point she didn't really care that she was still wet, this was most fascinating for her.

The wall had some indecipherable runes, perhaps with a translation spell or two she could figure out what they said, but what caught her eyes were several pictographs. The pictographs seemed to tell a story. It showed what appeared to be a silver haired being growing and even changing shape, to where it eventually ended. The being went from a small thing to what appeared to be rather tall, well defined dragoness. This dragoness had muscle it appeared, feminine curves, and even breasts that were far too large for any normal being to have. Though even in the pictograph this didn't appear to the average dragoness. She had what appeared to be male genitalia. That too appeared to be massive in scale to the dragoness.

Sarah pulled back her gaze from the pictographs, blushing slightly. “What makes you think that I am the person in those pictographs," she asked turning back to Freya.

Freya gulped a little. “For one, you are the only person in the world that I have seen to have a head of silver hair. And secondly, some of our translations indicate that this silver haired person would possess great skill in magic. Which we can only assume it would be you."

Sarah nodded slightly, tapping a finger to her chin. “Freya, can you get me some paper, a pen, and a stool?" It was clear that at this point she was at least going to investigate whatever this place was. She threw off her wet cloak, shaking up her wet silver hair and sat down in front of the pictographs. She gathered up her mana, and attempted a translation spell to see what those runes said.

The spell should have worked, except that it didn't. It just stopped, almost like the spell was never cast. “Hmmm..." Sarah scratched her head. This was something she had never encountered before. Freya at this point had returned to the requested items.

“Have you made any progress in the time that I was gone," the wolfess asked, setting the pen, paper, and stool down beside the Silver Sorceress.

Sarah shook her head. “No. In fact I am not even sure what I am up against here. The translation spell I just cast should have gone off successfully, it didn't at all."

Freya nodded to her. “Ah well we had that problem as well. We got around it by using the known translated texts from other parts of the Magus Archive. But most of the runes here are different the rest of the ruins."

Sarah looked back to Freya. “Can you show what you have translated?"

Freya nodded, turning away and leading to the other side of the massive building. The runes on this wall were clearly different. But then they stop, almost mid-sentence, as if they were interrupted. About a foot away the text continues, though now in the runes that are untranslatable. Sarah hummed a bit and then arched a brow.

“Freya, I have seen these runes before, they are familiar enough to me, but why do they stop," the short human girl hummed.

The wolfess looked at the wall. “I have read over this text too many times now to not have it memorized. And your question, well we haven't figured it out, but perhaps you can. The translation goes something like this:

'When the Silver One comes, the world must be ready. Magic will guide the Silver One to this point. The change that the Silver One will undergo is one of power, one that world has not seen before. It must learn to adapt to what it has been bestowed. The transformation will be-"

Sarah looked over the runes that were written on the wall. “It's almost whoever wrote this knew the Silver One was coming. But this interruption in the text…"

Freya nodded. “It is a bit of a mystery that is for sure."

Sarah ran a hand over the translated runes, as if trying to feel for something. There was not much to be felt except for the faint hum of magic from the runes and the coolness of the stone. Her crimson eyes wandered over to the runes that had yet to be translated. They looked different, and even felt different as she ran a hand over them. “It is an entirely different language set," she deduced.

Freya quirked a brow. “What do you mean?"

“You have been operating as if what was written was by the same people. What if this particular place...what if it was built before the previous owners? Or somebody else was here?"

The wolfess arched a brow, looking at the wall and then nodded. “You might be onto something, Sarah."

The Silver Sorceress furrowed her brow, the small human woman unsure of what to make of the other runes. “Translating these may be impossible unless I have a codex…"

Freya smiled. "If there is one person who could solve, it would be you, Sarah."

The short human woman nodded and then looked back towards the dais. "You said there was a barrier around the orb?"

Freya nodded and picked up a small bit of rubble, throwing it towards the dais and the orb. The barrier disintegrated the objects, a sort of honeycomb like pattern appearing and fading away as the rocks were destroyed.

"Well...," Sarah said blinking. "Whoever put up that barrier wasn't messing around. I could sense the magic around it. Incredibly powerful, even more so than myself."

The wolfess shrugged. "Yes, we found that out the hard way when one of our order attempted to pass through."

Sarah nodded. "Hmm, whatever is contained on these walls, I am sure there is a way to turn off that barrier."

The Silver Sorceress moved back to the wall with the incomplete translation. "Well I guess it's time to start the real work."

Several hours past, and Sarah had tried everything. Translation spell after translation spell, even attempting to detect the nature of the foreign runes were unsuccessful. At this point it was early morning, perhaps sometime around 2 A.M. and Freya had long retired to her tent.

Sarah crossed her arms in frustration. Sighing, she sat down and then stared at a wall of runes. All the translation spells that existed were based on languages that were known in the world. These runes were alien, foreign. A light went off in the little human's head. Why not use a spell that could examine and learn whatever language this was, and then combine it with a translation spell?

It was worth a shot. But would it work? Sarah began to do the work to setup up the spell. It was perhaps one of the most complex spells she had ever worked, let alone created. Mana gathered in her hands. She had to account for every foreign rune, every known word that was old and new, and every known translation.

It would be another hour before the spell was complete to cast. The Silver Sorceress let loose what she had created, a small orb of swirling text from dozens of languages and words from ancient civilizations to the current existing ones.

Unlike the previous spells, this one actually seemed to be cast successfully. Sarah stared intently down at the paper she had, awaiting text to appear. The orb floated around the room for a time before it returned to her.

It gave its analysis, pouring out words to the paper. "Draconian," Sarah gasped. She read over some more of the text appearing on the page. "An ancient dialect of it. Well what does it say," she snapped at the orb.

The orb of text glowed for a moment before it began to put the information down on the paper.

"If you are reading this, what is contained here is only for the Silver One. The orb that that sits in the very end of this room is protected from anyone else taking its power for themselves.

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I am sure the Silver One has many questions, but know this: you were born into a world that was left to an ancient evil. The orb grants you the power to stop it.

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But the orb is more than just a means to grant power. You will become more than what you are. You will become one of the Celestials themselves.

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Use this power wisely, learn to control it, master it, for the sake of your world."

Sarah stared down at the page as floating orb of swirling text finished. The Celestials; the Silver Sorceress was aware of them. She had even heard stories of them.

The Celestials to her recollection were beings of incredible power. Magic literally coursed through their veins. And they had bodies to show for it. Amongst the living they were taller, stronger, flawlessly beautiful, and very sexual. And legends, stories told of the ranging in size from somewhat normal heights to giants. Celestials were known to come from the stars above. Some of them would come to visit, even live among a world's inhabitants.

But a few questions begged at Sarah's mind. Who wrote this text? Who created that orb? There wasn't a hint of it at all in translation. Sarah's only conclusion was that the orb was left by a Celestial, maybe even created by one. But that would mean they had planned for somebody to use it.

There was still the mystery of the barrier. She assumed based on the translation only the Silver One could pass through it unharmed. The Brightstar Order believed that Sarah was the Silver One. What if it was somebody else?

Thoughts ran through her head weighing the risk of passing through the barrier herself. She had seen what it could do to just some rocks thrown at it. If she wasn't the supposed Silver One, she would be destroyed.

If she could just find a way to disable the barrier, then maybe then she could be analyzing the orb itself.

"Damn it all," she yelled, throwing the pen she was given at the barrier.

What happened next was a bit unexpected. Instead of the pen fizzling out of existence, that honeycomb effect appeared, but it looked like it passed through like it had been dropped in water, landing on the other said harmlessly hitting the dais, where the silver orb floated.

The Silver Sorceress's crimson eyes opened wide. "What in the twelve hells..." she gasped. Had the barrier been disabled? No that wasn't it; it had to be something else. It was clearly still there, at least it seemed like it. The only thing that was different was the fact that she had touched that pen. Freya had thrown those rocks at it.

Sarah began to sweat. Was she the Silver One after all? She turned off the floating orb of text, and let the paper float to the ground. The Silver Sorceress approached the stairs leading up to the dais where the barrier threshold was. Nervously, she reached for the threshold expecting to be obliterated from existence.

Instead she was met with slight resistance, as if she was pressing against something. Her crimson eyes widened again for the second in a short few moments. Her hand had passed through the barrier harmlessly. She was still there, still whole.

"By the stars..." Sarah said in disbelief. She gulped and moved up the steps, passing through the barrier as if there wasn't one.

And there she was standing before the dais where that ominous silver orb floated. She climbed up the dais, nervously standing before the orb.

Getting a closer look at it, it was more a silver storm gray. The runes that covered its surface glowed with an eerie silver light. It was a shame that she still didn't know the ancient Draconian off the top of her head.

Still as her crimson eyes looked over the orb, she was afraid to touch it. She didn't exactly know what it would do. According to the translated text, she was going to get power and become a Celestial.

Questions raced through her mind. Would the transformation be painful? Would she not remember herself? She wanted to examine the orb, to touch it, understand it. But being this close to it, she could sense the amount of power radiating off of it.

Sarah gulped trembling before the mysterious silver orb. "Well there is really only one way to find out..." And with two trembling hands she reached for the orb.

As soon as the hands wrapped around the orb, it was if they had become magnetized to the round object. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't pull away from it. "What the-" she was cut off from a sudden surge from the orb. Energy surged into her body, creating a slight buzz in her ears.

Whatever energy was filling her; she could feel it going straight to the very core of her being. As this was happening she watched as the silver orb shrink until nothing was there. Almost as soon as she had touched the orb it was over, and she was allowed to move her hands again.

The orb was gone, but Sarah felt different. "What...what happened," she asked to no one in particular. Before she could move off the dais, her transformation began.

It didn't feel painful nor particularly pleasurable, but she could feel herself changing, physically, mentally, and spiritually.

The most obvious change was her body, starting at her feet. Her gaze snapped down to booted feet where it looked like it was cramped inside. She could feel them pressing against the insides of her boots until they looked they were over stuffed. “Oh, that is starting to her hurt," she squealed, squirming slightly. A few more seconds and her feet strained against the fine leather of the boots, the sound of straining and stretching until they could contain them no more. Her feet burst from with great force, a sigh of relief escaping Sarah's lips. The boots seemed to give way as they continued to escalate in size.

From that point, the growth seemed to move up her legs, as she felt herself growing taller. Sarah's legs began to thicken at a rapid pace, stretching the cloth of her pants. Perhaps what was most alarming to her was the rate at which she was growing, no less. She was easily the height of an average human woman now, and it didn't look like she was slowing down. The legs seem to only get thicker now, but only to the point where she they were sensual and long in a female way. Her pants were ripped to shreds by this point, and still her height increased.

The growth flowed into her buttocks and hips, where they widened a bit. Her buttocks filled in and rounded out, though not to ridiculous proportions. It remained feminine just the same. Sarah turned her head around to watch growth continue for a bit. She didn't stop growing until she perhaps around seven feet in height.

The remainder of her robes and clothing were tattered and somewhat stretched across her form. Curiously she remained flat-chested. She remained in proportion, arms and all. “Well...this is a most interesting development," she commented as she looked around her newly change form.

Of course her transformation wasn't complete and she knew that, she just wasn't expecting it to happen stages. The magic that was so infused into her body began to make changes to her body again.

The human woman's silver hair began to gain volume and thickness, as new strands of silver hair growing and adding to its length. Sarah could feel the hairs growing and lengthening as it spilled past her shoulders. She pulled a few strands forward, watching as the silver hair grew shinier, reflecting on the light. Pretty soon, it stopped growing just past her buttocks. It looked a bit like a flowing silver waterfall.

She moaned slightly growing wet between her legs as a secondary growth spurt occurred, focused on her chest. Both of her breasts were growing out in all three dimensions, remaining round and firm. Her nipples grew a bit to match the size her breasts were taking on. The Silver Sorceress's breasts continued to swell out in size until they were roughly the size of volleyballs.

Sarah stared down at them in amazement. There they sat, high on her chest with no sag. They defied gravity. She reached out to touch one of them. They were sensitive, and only caused her to moan in pleasure. Quickly her nipples grew erect from the arousal that was spreading through her body. They grew longer, harder than they had ever been before. The nipples grew some four inches long, and about as thick as shot glasses.

The Silver Sorceress moaned and gasped a bit in pleasure as she fondled her breasts. But before she could even get any real work down on exploration of her new body, the final stage of her transformation kicked in.

The energy that had filled her body seemed to almost multiply. Sarah let out a gasp of pleasure as she felt her body twitch. Her crimson gaze moved to her right arm, raising it only to see that it was pulsing and growing thicker, longer. Muscle was growing on it at a rapid pace, piling on and sculpting out her arm. Her other arm followed suit as well.

Silver scales began to grow out of her skin, racing along her arms, upper torso, and lower body as well. As the scales grew out of her skin, and reaching up into her face, she could feel her skull stretching, morphing and changing. The front of Sarah's face pushed forward, as the maw of a dragon's mouth formed. Rows of sharp teeth lined the mouth, her tongue growing longer and becoming forked at the end to accommodate the change.

More changes occurred to her head, a pair of horns grew out from the back of her head, worming their way through the sparkling silver hair. They were gold in color, lengthening a bit, becoming pointed at the ends. As if that wasn't enough, her crimson eyes, still in that human like shape, quickly became that of a dragon's her vision; sharpening, the pupils going from their rounded shape to the slit like ones of a lizard's.

Other parts of Sarah's body joined in on the metamorphosis. Her hands and feet, while remaining human in shape grew larger, more powerful, and was quickly converted into claws, the claws themselves becoming gold in color. It seemed that this gold coloring to parts of her body was to contrast the gorgeous silver color she was taking on in other parts.

The changing dragoness's body continuing changing, gaining more power and muscle as her legs thickened and lengthened, her feet becoming digitigrade in the process. Just above her firming and muscular buttocks, a long tale almost quite suddenly grew out from her backside, lengthening, strengthening to help balance the growing height of the creature.

Sarah all the awhile took in the changes from a rather curious mind. While welcoming, feeling new power surge through her growing muscular frame had to wonder if she would be the same person or being by the end of it all. Those thoughts were interrupted as she let out a low growl of pleasure.

Pressure was quickly filling her already massive breasts, the sound of stretching flesh over the scaled mounds was an odd one, seeing her nipples thicken again, taking on a gold color. Gurgling and stretching occurred as her breasts continued to rise up the size scale. In the meantime, the dragoness was also continuing to grow in height still from that seven feet, eventually stopping at fifteen feet in height.

Her body seemed to finally finish building up in size, her breasts having bloated out in size to perhaps around small boulders at this point. Liquid sloshed around in them as she attempted to examine her changed body. That sat high on her chest, supported by powerful and massive pecs. Perhaps what was most impressive was the musculature that she sported. Flexing and arm she watched as a bicep that rose past her head. Feeling around a bit more, underneath her breasts, a clawed hand felt rows of abs.

She turned around to examine her muscular backside, only to be greeted with a growing pair of wings large enough and strong enough to support her frame. The silver wings spread and then closed in on themselves, her crimson gaze focusing in her firm and large buttocks. The dragoness gave an experimental squeeze, feeling how hard they actually were.

Sarah seemed to think that her transformation was over at this point, but it wasn't quite. “Hmmm, interesting," she said curiously as she looked over her body, at least what she could see of it that was not obscured by her massive breasts.

A new feeling of power rushed into her body, not only filling her, it was magical in nature, but at the same time most unfamiliar to her. Her power was rising well above what it had been previously. But as this was happening, she could feel something else building between her legs. An unfamiliar pressure.

A gasp pleasure escaped the dragoness's mouth followed by another sloshing like sound, like something was filling. Sarah parted her breasts, staring wide-eyed down between her cavernous cleavage. She could see a silver scaled sac growing and filling with seed. Thoughts raced across her mind, as this was a most unexpected development. She was developing an additional sexual organ. And then she remembered the picture from earlier.

Another moan escaped from her as the testicles continued to grow larger. At this point they were roughly the size of beach balls and still growing. And then the emerging length of her shaft began to appear.

The shaft pulsed and throbbed as it came to life. It was gaining length and thickness at the same time. Sarah was left panting as the cock pulsed with life, pressure was building not only in her new expanding sac, but also in her womanhood. It was a familiar feeling to the former human being. She was going to orgasm very soon, and there was no stopping it.

The cock continued to gain mass and length, her sac and testicles nearly the size of her breasts, forcing her muscular and powerful legs apart a bit. The gurgled and sloshed with newly developed dragon and Celestial seed. Sarah moaned and gasped in pleasure, watching a thick vein grow along the still growing shaft towards the head, feeding it blood. The head of the grew in size, as it took on that golden color that her nipples had earlier. The shaft continued its rapid pace of growth, stopping at rather long 8 feet in length.

The new Celestial dragoness was panting hard now, doing her best now to hold back the impending orgasm, but this only added to the intense pleasure that she was feeling. What a massive roar that shook the walls of the Magus Archive, she let out the most powerful orgasm that she had ever experienced.

Her womanhood exploded in juice, squirting and squelching all over her inner thighs and back of her large sac. Her breast started to gush untold amounts of milk from her golden nipples in copious amounts. And of course, not to be left out, her shaft pulsed and throbbed with power as her shaft pushed out gallon after gallon of thick seed bursting from the head.

Sarah rubbed and stroked at her shaft, throwing it up and down is fired seed, spurting all over the dais and walls of the room she was in. The dragoness roared with pleasure like never before, her transformed body emanating power her orgasm continued.

It would be at least another few hours as she continued to pleasure herself, reveling in her transformed body. It just felt too good not too. As Sarah came down from her sexual high though, she finally took stock of what had happened.

She remembered the transformation, her going through the barrier, and transforming. The silver scaled dragoness looked down at herself, aside the layer of thick cum she was coated in, she was what she remembered transforming into.

“By the stars, I changed," she remarked. Her crimson eyes darted over body, before standing up. Her attention was drawn to how much her body had changed, from the small human being to a muscular, massively endowed dragoness. Her breasts were massive orbs of femininity, her arms legs, and other parts of her body showed off untold power in how muscular they had become. The golden shaft and sac that she developed showed of a level of virility and power, and while it was limp now, at four feet in length it was no less impressive against those massive testicles she had.

“This will take some time getting used to," she said, looking over herself.

“What in the twelve hells happened," Freya snapped as she looked over at the massive dragoness, and the mess that she had made in the chamber.

“So, about that orb," Sarah grinned a little at the wolfess.

To be continued…