Hearts, Spells & Passion Ch. 05-08

5 -- The Agony of Change

The pain had worsened. Every excruciating inch of it was centered on her groin, around the inner parts of her vagina. Something was coming out of it.

Her mind raced, but she couldn't form a coherent thought. She only cried out in pain as tears fell down her face, her body curling in on itself.

Was she giving birth to something? A monster, perhaps? Was it the apple eating her from the inside? But then why didn't Lyanna experience it? Was it because she was more resistant to magic?

More guttural pains stabbed at her insides.

Lyanna ran up and down, panicking. She pulled out various medicines from her satchel and forced her to drink whatever she had brought along. She had also rubbed a soothing salve on her vagina in hopes of alleviating the pain.

Nothing helped.

The health potion had done nothing. Several gold coins wasted on her suffering. Lyanna's healing spells were useless against this mysterious affliction. Alcohol, it, worsened the pain. She spat it back out.

"Renny..." Lyanna whispered. "I think I really need to call for help. I can't carry you there..."

Rennia clutched Lyanna's arm, dragging her close. "Lya, you said you wouldn't leave me. I'm scared..."

Lyanna grabbed her hand, folding it inward and clenching tight. "I know... but that's exactly why I need to go. You need a higher healer's help, Ren... I don't want you to die."

In desperation, Rennia mustered all her strength and held Lyanna down in a hunkered position. She sobbed as she spoke, half-whispering, half-choking. "Please... Stay"

"Ren..."

"All right, a moment more and not any longer. If the moon crosses, I go. Got it?"

Rennia didn't get it. It only made her more anxious.

The fire they had set up was burning out. Lyanna fueled it with more decayed bark, even going as far as to throw the mana core of the corrupted treant inside. The fire's glow intensified, making them visible to any passersby, potentially drawing help.

Rennia went silent as the midnight clouds passed over the moon.

Her mother would be worried by now. Her mother would be panicking. She'd send out people, search parties--anything. She was resourceful, powerful in the right situation. She'd make a plan. She always did, and when this was over.

She was going to punish her for this.

Cold winds swept past them in the orchard, old, cold, and foreboding. Lyanna took to caressing her, holding her in an embrace, giving her soft kisses on the cheek and the forehead as if her affections could dull the pain. Whispering affirmations. Chanting prayer's to the gods.

It all was so useless.

Split.

Rennia felt something crack inside of her--shifting, breaking--her bones, her muscles. But the pain was gone, replaced by something electromagnetic, magical even. She convulsed, her back arching unnaturally. Lyanna stared in horror. Raw energy filled Rennia's body.

There was no pain, but it still hurt. Something was shaping itself inside of her. The sharp pressure she had felt earlier traveled from her ribcage, down her spine and stomach, and settled in her crotch.

The pain restarted--hard and heavy. She started crying again, the ache deep between her thighs.

Her thighs... they grew? Thicker larger, curvier.

She felt her butt take on more shape, her stomach angling slightly--her bone structure changing just a bit.

The pain was gone again.

A deep, pulsating sensation formed just above her vagina, shifting her genitals slightly. Magical blue light enveloped it.

Rennia gasped.

"What's wrong?"

"It's--it's coming out... something, I--"

A surge of magical energy flooded her entire body. She felt herself being lifted into the air, as if the sky were carrying her away. Lyanna tried dragging her down, but the magical field repelled her friend.

Light flared around her body.

Then--

Something pushed outward. A large, phallic-like object stuck out.

She blinked twice, her eyes sore.

A long, thick cock jutted from her crotch, two ball-shaped things tucking away her clit.

The light died down, and she fell to the ground.

She lay there for a while, processing the pain she had felt. She stared at the thing that had emerged from her.

Utterly alien.

And so very male.

A cock.

A hard.

Long.

Leaking.

Throbbing.

Cock.

Rennia gasped, half moaning, half groaning. Thick white liquid spewed from it, outwards..

Seed? Cum? Semen?

"What the fuck." she screamed. Hands on, crushing her face. She wanted to tear her face off.

Complete silence followed--even the forest died down. No monsters in sight. Except the monster in front of her.

Lyanna was next to her, crouched on all fours, inching closer bit by bit. Staring in confusion, she brought her fingers closer, ready to prod Rennia's new equipment. Rennia slapped her hand away.

"What are you doing? Am I hallucinating."

Lyanna shook in fright, jumping and staring agape at Rennia.

"A cock. You grew a cock. It's right there."

No.

No way.

Impossible.

She couldn't have. It wasn't logically possible, and magically, it was unheard of.

A few horrid scenarios ran through her head.

What if Edric saw her like this? He wouldn't want to touch her. He'd never look at her.

Did she... turn into a man?

She stared at her friend. "Lya, what do I look like?"

Lyanna's voice was stuck. "Y-you look normal? You just sprouted a cock? i don't know why, it has to be adverse effects from magic. Or did our sexual encounter trigger something dormant and old."

Lyanna blushed, and her other hand moved down toward her lower abdomen. The other hand was inches away from the phallic abomination that was stuck on Rennia.

"Lyanna, why the fuck is your pussy wet? What are you doing? Don't tell me you want to play with it."

Lyanna seemed unsure herself. "I... I don't know. I think the magic--" She didn't finish her sentence before returning to stare at the sprouted thing.

"Lya, fix this. Cast a spell or something. The apple did this, right? There has to be a way to cure it. You made me take the apple--you have to fix it. I can't... let Edric see me like this, or my family find out about it."

Lyanna's eyes were locked away. She was moving away. As if she was possessed. "This is not the apple, the apple can only provide, depth of experience, no change, no physical altercations, unless it was class chosen.

Rennia watched in disbelief as her friend analyzed like her like a specimen to be studied.

Lyanna's gaze darkened. There was curiosity, not fear, behind her shock.

As she crawled forward, her butt--

Lyanna stood out in full view, pussy on open display. She hadn't properly dressed yet. Was she stupid? What if rescue came, and they saw her like this? What if they saw them like this. What if they start asking questions?

What if?

Rennia's cock twitched as she stared at her friend's behind, watching her ass shift, the curvaceous nature of her.

Rennia looked at her own skin to see if she had grown any hairs or weird muscles. She stared at her breasts, round and full as they were, touched her hair, and felt up the angle of her nose, the density of her facial structure.

There was no doubt about it. She was a woman.

Panic set in. Then reality again.

"No, no, no, no--" she muttered, staring down at the impossible thing jutting between her thighs. "I--I have a COCK? What the fuck am I supposed to do with a cock?!"

Lyanna locked in her stance, never moved. Her eyes kept in one place. She had gone from confusion... to lust?

"Ren..." she whispered, staring back at her. She smiled."This is fate."

Rennia stared at her, wide-eyed. She started crawling backward, her breath thumping against the tree.

"What?!"

"You were meant for me." Lyanna's voice was hushed, reverent, her gaze burning with something desperate and holy. "For me and me alone. I will bear your children."

"Lyanna we can't." There were implications, consequences, two women couldn't have a child. Even with a cock, it doesn't make sense.

Rennia's abdomen crunched. Her legs became weak. And her pulsating cock rose by a bit, maybe half an inch. A six-inch cock stood up straight in the air. She could feel the weight of the testicles above and even her pussy below it, disturbed.

She had never seen Lyanna look at her like this. Like this, she appeared ready to eat her.

The heat didn't fade, and she didn't dare move. What if it exploded, or more sticky white cum came out? If anything, it was getting worse by the minute. Lyanna's hands settled on her stomach, nails tracing her.

"Let me help," Lyanna whispered to her, already close. Her hands prickled her thigh. "Let me ease the fire of your loins. Let me kiss you."

A hand gripped her cock, making her jerk. She moaned. It was so new, so... sensitive. Lyanna pulled the skin back, her face moving forward. Rennia stared back at her friend, creepier than she had ever been.

Then she kissed the tip.

"Rennia, will you give me your seed?"

Rennia stared at her friend. Her eyes were golden yellow--an unnatural yellow, a haunting expression on her face.

"W-Wait--Lya, if--"

"I need this." The words were barely a whisper before her lips parted, and she took Rennia into her mouth.

Oh god!

She felt many things, above all else she felt pleasure.

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6 -- The Body Knows

Rennia's body was set aflame, changed and twisted by her shaft. Lyanna, kneeling, brought her head down, swallowing the head of her throbbing cock. Her warm saliva and her moving tongue made her, Rennia's legs weak like jelly.

She stared up at Rennia's eyes, glancing, as she teased her glans with wet licks and soft kisses. Her tongue danced in circles, Rennia's fingers clamped into the dirt, waiting.

"Nnh... Lya. Do we--" She wanted to stop it here, and yet her body didn't. She couldn't protest, not when Lyanna was already this far ahead of her. "Do we have to do this."

Lya smiled with her eyes, content with the absurdity of the situation.

She took her in whole, swallowing the full width and length of her stretching member, moaning as she did the act. Rennia chewed on her finger as her mouth went to work. One part of her thought that this was insane, the other part loved it.

Lyanna why do you have to make things weirder.

The girl in question bobbed her head up and down, slurping and licking and doing anything unimaginably naughty, in a way a modest woman shouldn't. But strangely everything Rennia's body wanted. In the midst of the act, Rennia's penis did the impossible. Lyanna's head drew back in shock as she gagged, spit bubbling at the sides of her mouth. Foamy and warm.

Her cock had grown an inch, not subtly or slowly, it jumped like a firework. Like a spell.

It grew! It visibly grew!

"Lya, you naughty thing, why are you making me feel this way."

Lyanna didn't stop. Smitten Lyanna. Greedy, horny Lyanna. She pushed her head forward, lips pressing down, Rennia's tip touched something at the end of her mouth. Her throat? Her cock was lodged in her throat? Both of them started making obscene sounds as she was deepthroated, The blonde didn't dare slow her pace. Pushing her limits to a release.

Rennia trembled. She climaxed and let out, a horrible moan, and then the obscene occurred.

"Mmgh--"

Hot, sticky seed flooded Lyanna's mouth, making the girl choke on it. She didn't pull out, she kept swallowing obscene amounts of escaping cum. The sight was horrifying to Rennia, she didn't stop her either as she was drained dry.

"Guhhkk!"

Rennia pressed her hands to her face. The sight disturbed her, but she peeked through her fingers as Lya swallowed her cum.

"ah!"

Lyanna pulled her face away, wiping her lips clean, she grinned at Rennia. Teeth wide, and her eyes unnaturally dilated. She tilted her head and bit her lip, then her hands trailed towards her clothing.

"Ren, you said you spent the night with me. Prove it."

Rennia was silent. She was stunned and possessed. She didn't even know what she was going to do. But she stood up, something inside of her snapped. She stood up, forcing herself off the ground, staring at the kneeling Lyanna.

Something was wrong. She stared at her legs, and her arms, and even her breasts.

I'm taller, somehow. Even without my shoes. This was wrong, very wrong.

But the realization that she changed died immediately. Her limping cock had risen again, shadow partially obscuring Lyanna's face as she stared up at it from her knees, like Rennia was her goddess.

Intrusive and weird thoughts filled her mind. Primitive, wild, territorial.

She was a goddess, a queen, and Lyanna was hers to fuck.

Rennia grabbed Lyanna's head by the side, half-mad, half-horny. She shoved her cock back inside of her throat, down and deep, and started face fucking her. Her jaw widened in response. Ren's hips bucked forward, buttocks clenched. Unlike before, Lyanna gagged much easier with every thrust. Lyanna took it without complaint, even encouraging her, and like a devoted disciple, worshiped her.

It's not enough.

Face fucking didn't satisfy this twisted side of Rennia.

She pulled out her throbbing cock.

"Lyanna, I'm sorry, I... I can't help it." Rennia giggled, awkwardly.

Lyanna clutched her buttocks from behind, her scratchy nails trailing down her thickened ass, one hand centering around where her clit now resided, the other teasing her other hole. Rubbing her face against her penis. She whispered, "Then don't stop. Finish inside of me."

Rennia swallowed, and her needs propelled her.

She grunted, then tackled her lover to the ground, flipping Lyanna on her stomach, and pressing her face deep into the dirt, she pulled down her underwear.

Lyanna giggled, and shifted her neck to stare, and her eyes narrowed. She wiggled her ass.

Rennia realized that Lyanna was probably just as possessed as she was. The apple had to have made them both addicted and receptive to sex.

Lyanna's teasing pussy greeted her. Ren gripped her female cock and started stroking, she couldn't bear doing this, and yet she couldn't wait.

"Gods forgive me! Gods forgive me! Gods for give me for this curse!"

No gods would hear her today.

She slammed her cock inside of Lyanna's dripping pussy in one brutal thrust, penetrating her walls with ease.

"Ahh! Renny!" Lyanna screamed. In pleasure, maybe some pain. Rennia, in her frantic haze, started slamming into her, cock sliding in and out, again and again, and again. "Fuck me Renny, plant your seed."

Conflicting thoughts plagued, the jack-of-all-trades. What if this is the work of something sinister. What if this was demonic corruption and she was feeding that ego. By partaking in this sapphic and taboo affair.

Lyanna hunkered herself on the ground, her moans became audibly louder, some were pleas. Pleas of pleasure. Moans of love and joy, and oneness.

Rennia could hear her struggling to maintain the pressure, but her body arched up to meet every one of the thrusts, eager and in heat. Ren's hands started exploring her from behind, grabbing her firm buttocks and squeezing hard, making Lyanna gasp in response.

She intensified her pace. She felt Lyanna's legs quiver in front of her, growing weak as climax approached, her body limping in response to an orgasm. Cunt spasming and dripping.

She brought her hands backwards, gripping Rennia, whimpering and moaning. But said nothing other than.

"Finish."

Was this too much?

Should I stop?

No.

Rennia was almost there, and she needed to ease that feeling. She didn't know when to stop or even how to. She didn't want to. Part of her wanted to do this all night, let the world burn. Sex all she needed or could ask for.

Lyanna's nails clung to her arms, but she didn't say a word, just smiled.

A warm sensation gathered at the tip of Rennia's member, sparking another ejaculation. Her thighs locked with Lyanna's and her balls slammed hard against her butt.

She came inside of her.

Thick spurts of cum leaked out of her walls while she filled her from the inside.

Too much. This isn't normal.

"Nnghh"

She pulled her cock out, it slowly went limp, cum was still dripping out of her penis still, she pointed it at the ground, sperm and semen flowing like free river.

Cum she couldn't possibly contain.

Rennia fell behind a falling Lyanna, gripping her waist. She waited with bated breath to speak.

Panting heavily, their bodies warm, she started whispering.

"Lya, what am I going to do about this?"

Lyanna didn't speak, not yet.

She came closer, and tugged herself between Rennia's arms.

Snuggling.

"M-maybe you don't have to do anything. Maybe this is how things are supposed to be. Maybe you can come with me when we leave, maybe if you want, we can look for a cure elsewhere, maybe I just want to be with you."

Rennia was taken aback. "You're leaving? You're planning on leaving. You can't leave and leave me like this. When are you leaving. You didn't say anything."

Lyanna nodded reluctantly.

"I thought, if things go on like this, then there is nothing for me in this town. I was going to walk away, Ren. There's nothing for me here, I hate my family, love among girls isn't accepted, here, I thought I could give you another chance, test the waters, but... you've given me something more tonight."

"Lya what the fuck are you talking about, you especially can't leave now." Rennia clutched her harder in her arms, tighter. "Lya, you're my best buddy, and I just ate a weird apple and grew a cock and we were supposed to go to the festival together. Don't say stupid things."

It was especially hard for Rennia to deal with emotional fallout in the midst of sexual transformation. She couldn't make ends and fronts of heads and tails.

"You don't love me, Rennia, you don't love me like you're supposed to. You never did... Even now you only did it because you're compelled by whatever made you sprout a cock."

Rennia let go of her companion, and stood up. There was something she needed to know. She wasn't going to win with Lya in a moping contest. The girl conjured her own depression, or she allowed to fester.

She had a magical problem, and she was going to have to see someone for this.

She looked down at the shrinking thing. It was what three inches now, earlier it was probably seven, eight at times.

What the hell?

Then panicked, her hands trailed below her balls, searching for her vagina, desperately.

She knew it was there, but as her folds parted, reality set in. She had two things now? Two holes to pee, three to fuck with.

She fell to her knees. She felt a trail of sudden anxiety. This had to be fixed somehow.

"L-Lyanna," she called out, hesitant.

"How do we fix this?"

Lyanna seemed unbothered, content with the situation even.

"Maybe we don't. Futanarism happens in all corners of the world. For different reasons."

Rennia stared at half pissed, half in disbelief. "Lyanna, I can't go home with a cock. Someone will notice, I don't want edric to think I'm a man in disguise."

"Edric, edric, edric, even with a bigger cock, you can only think about him."

That had to be enough. Lyanna's whims got her here, Lyanna had to help her.

"Lya!" she shouted. "This was the apple's fault, you made me eat the apple, now how do I fix it."

Lyanna half cried. "I don't know, okay, I've never heard of this happenning. I didn't know it would happen, Ok. I just wanted a taste of you. And honestly, I don't really care. But I know for a fact, it's not the black apple. I'm telling you futanarism is normal."

Rennia shook her head.

Oh boy.

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7 -- Panic

Rennia sniffed herself and frowned. She could blame the excursion here, the fight with the treant things. It took a lot of sweat out of her. But she smelled not just of sweat, but sex and fluids.

She clamored to her clothing, but stopped before she could. Her attention fixated on the half-naked figure of Lyanna, who was already a soaked mess. Her thighs stuck together, and the cum was still there, dripping and mixed with the dirt.

Rennia approached anyway. She should be leaving, thinking about getting back home before people started to show up.

But... here she was again. Eager. Twisted on the inside. Throbbing heat in her lower waist compelling her to move.

Lyanna spun around, half in disbelief, half in amusement, staring as Rennia gripped her cock, an invitation for a second round.

"I can't help it," Rennia stated. "It's like a demon is possessing me. I need to... fuck you, at least one more time."

It was beginning to feel like the start of a fever dream. All she could think about was sex. Sexual position, depraved

Rennia dragged her index finger along her teeth. Lyanna giggled. She stripped down the last bits of her clothing; her breasts bounced, and her nipples perked. She displayed herself, legs spread open, pronged fingers rubbing her clit.

"Then fuck me. Again!"

Rennia dove in. Lifting her legs, she brought the tip of her penis to Lya's fuckhole, but didn't penetrate. She fell headfirst onto Lyanna's chest. Lifting her leg into the air, her shrunk penis rose again, and she slowly slid it inside.

"Ah, fuck! Lya, why the fuck are you so tight?"

Lyanna slapped her on the cheek. "Silly Ren, so you can fuck me dizzy."

Rennia started sliding her thighs against Lya's. This time, she took it much slower, only making small motions. Her eyes fixated on Lyanna's breasts, which hopped in a jiggling skip every time she ground her hips forward. Her prey's nipples went stiff, and she had to resist every fibre in her body not to bite down on her.

The heat still wouldn't fade. She was in a heinous limbo, and she didn't know how to get out.

Something shifted inside of her.

Something magical

A soft chime. A hint of notice.

Rennia's eyes went wide.

A message from the living system itself.

"L-Level 11...?"

"Mhhh... you leveled up?" Lya huffed.

She felt it. A stat boost in the middle of a frenzied fuck. That was a cause for concern--leveling through sex. If there was a reason to stop, it was this.

But no.

The energy she had missed had flooded out of nowhere. She shifted her position, much to Lyanna's annoyance. Then her frenzy returned, and she started fucking her friend in automation.

"Hey! You're going too fast."

Rennia heard leaves rustle. Something moving. An animal, perhaps. She'd smite them with her cock if she had to. Nothing was going to prevent her from fucking the lights out of Lyanna.

"I need to let loose. I need to!"

Maybe, just maybe, she needed to put an end to this.

No.

Her hips kept rocking to and fro, cock sliding deeper, making Lyanna jerk in spurts..

"Grrr... We're going home after this, or else I'll be fucking you all night."

"Secretly, Ren, you're really enjoying this. So why the rush?" she purred at her.

She lifted Lyanna with ease, with strength she didn't know she had.

"Ah--Woah, now. Maybe you are enjoying this a little too much, don't you think?"

Rennia huffed. "I told you, I can't control it. Now, stand against the tree like a good little bitch."

Lyanna's hands planted against the tree bark.

"We're going to spawn more treants like this, you know," Lyanna teased.

"You're the one who wanted children. Which, by the way, is fucked up."

She entered her lover once again, but the trees rustled. Bushes moved, and the wind howled again. And as if to mock her, flames struck into the air.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Rennia's heart started running miles. a voice ripped through the silence. Male. An adult. Confused. She turned and froze, pulling her cock out of her numbed friend.

No.

She looked up at the source. Three familiar faces stood at the edge of the tree line, each and every one with a weapon in hand. They were people she knew--colleagues. Saelin, an elf she'd worked with on a job. Kalon, someone she met while adventuring, a swashbuckler. And worst of all, in the center stood a tall, muscular blond,: Edric. None other than her crush.

No. No. No. No.

In a fraction of a second, her night turned into a real nightmare.

Edric's face was pale and white. Saelin was blushing, looking away. Her ears twitched strangely. Kalon's dark face stammered backward, eyes locked onto her bulging cock. Vomit left his throat.

"Blehh--"

Edric just stared, in disbelief.

Rennia panicked. She tried covering her penis. It was still jutting hard and dripping with trickles of cum. She grabbed Lyanna and dragged her behind the tree, her cock slapping across her thigh. She shook Lyanna.

"Lya, what the fuck do I do?" she stared at Lyanna. "Lya!"

Horror.

Lyanna was falling asleep. The same magical heat she felt earlier was gone, replaced by a feeling of dread. She put her down softly on the ground.

"Lya, wake up."

She slapped her friend. Lyanna didn't react, dozing off.

She peered out from the tree, obscuring her cock with both hands, not knowing if she should cover her breasts or not. She called out. Her life was over. Everyone would know now. The whole town would know. Edric would never look at her the same again.

"Wait! Let me explain. I can explain." She shouted in a haze.

Saelin shook her head slowly. She turned, trying not to stare. Edric, worst of all, had an expression of revulsion and disgust. Lyanna stood up against the tree, dazed, half-aware. Rennia spotted something sinister, madness in her eyes.

"Rennia, shall we continue?" she giggled, hands grabbing Rennia's cock again.

Rennia took her hand off, stammered, and stumbled from the treeline, staring at the trio.

"It was the apples... guys... the black apples... it had to be... they made us... the village will understand, right? What are you guys even doing here... guys?"

No one said a word. Saelin's brow raised, and she stared at Edric with a frown.

"Dude, chicks with dicks? I never took you for a cocksucker."

Edric stepped backward.

"No! I didn't know she had a dick, I... we thought you guys were in trouble. What is this?"

My life is over.

The only thought stuck in her head.

Rennia trailed closer. Maybe if she reached out, he'll understand. "Edric, you know I've always had a crush on you. I... this is temporary, I didn't ask for this. It's just a curse."

Edric moved away.

"Stay the hell away from me. I... I don't swing that way. I don't like dicks. This is weird. I thought you were normal, Ren. You're weird."

Rennia's heart sank.

WEIRD. SHE WAS WEIRD.

Love? Was she foolish?

There would be no love here.

Rennia trudged a little closer, and Saelin walked to the side, half frightened, half curious.

"Nooooo, Edric, listen to me. I was cursed, okay? We've spoken about our feelings before. You can't let a simple curse ruin us."

"What's there to ruin, we were never in a relationship and good riddance. But damn we came out here for this! Oh hell no!" Edric turned his back. He didn't look back once. He ran like hell.

"Hey, wait!" Rennia gave pursuit. "Edric!"

He didn't react as she started pursuing him, butt naked, her cock flopping. Kalon threw himself to the ground, afraid of being hit in her trajectory as she ran. Cum still splattered across the ground from her tip.

"Renny!" Lyanna called out.

She turned her head one last time before continuing. Lyanna stared in her direction, half confused.

"Edric, come back!"

Saelin. Stepped infront of her holding her arms. "Wait, Rennia, if what you're saying is true, their's a logical explanation for this. So calm down, get dressed. And we'll sort this out. Right, Kalon?"

Kalon didn't dare look at her. He was spitting on the ground, disgusted. Rennia was on the verge of bawling. She stopped briefly, staring at her elf. Then she ran. Bare feet slapping against grass and rough sand, butt naked, cock flopping, with all her energy, she gave pursuit after the fleeing man.

"Stoooop!!!!"

"Renny!!!"

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8 -- State of a sexual emergency

The apple orchard wasn't that far from the Town of Kibblestadt, if you had used the road, and you carried no, luggage. As if almost affirming that reality to a point, Rennia had been running for at least a couple miles after the frightened Edric. He had to have used some kind of [Speed skill] to get away, and yet, despite trailing behind, she couldn't let him go. She couldn't let "them" end like this. She couldn't let this be the last thing he thought of her.

She didn't know what compelled her. The gnawing lust, the hunger. But somehow, her stamina remained unfazed, the abdominal pain she experienced earlier, was practically gone as well.

"Edric!" she called out. "Come back!"

No response. He never once turned to face her.

Fiery torches and expensive lampposts glowed in the darkness of the night. The town was just ahead. She saw him blaze through the checkpoint without question or report. The guards on the towers stared in befuddlement. Rennia approached. It didn't take long for them to take notice of her--or what was wiggling between her legs.

Her chest burned as she ran after him into Kibblestadt, huffing and wheezing for air. Love was all she could think about, Affection for a fucker who didn't even want to look at her. Who wouldn't accept her for what she is now.

Omg, Rennia. How could you mess up this badly. This is all Lyanna's fault, if she didn't--

"Edric, wait! Let me explain!"

She clearly wasn't thinking rationally. Everyone would see her now. But she couldn't relent. She had to get to Edric. Clear things up, explain how this happened.

A guard's mouth hung open as he pointed to his fellow guardsmen. No words left his mouth, but his pointed finger said it all. She blitzed past the checkpoint, soles flattening the ground, and her toes digging into the dirt road of their shitty town.

"Hey! RENNIA. STOP AT ONCE!!!"

She ignored the call of the enforcer and proceeded inwards. It didn't take long for alarm bells to start ringing behind her. Feet shuffled and she was pretty sure people were running after her.

Edric had turned at a corner, inwards into the market district. Rennia trailed after him, slowly, as she was losing momentum. The loose-fitted, unconstructed marble road at the inner part of the village had made her stub her toes. She was pretty sure at least one nail was bruised.

She didn't care. She kept moving.

Edric! Edric! Edric! To call it love was a euphemism. It was a twisted sensation. She wanted him to want her, to love her in all the wrong ways. She couldn't explain it--it was like she was possessed in two ways.

A small flicker of consciousness occurred in her mental frame. People were staring at her, and not just the guards that were chasing after her, but the people. People who knew her. People who knew her mother. Shame--that's what she was feeling. Utter and unbridled shame, of what she had just done. Social suicide. She'd never live this down. Her mother was going to kill her.

Rennia stopped. She dropped onto the cold pavement in the town square. An army of guards trailed behind her, shouting.

"Stop!"

"SToooop!"

They came with wooden batons and clubs, pointing at her like she was a crazed, monstrous sex beast hunting the adventurer. She lifted her head and noticed a crowd was forming. At the same time, doors were being slammed shut, and some people were being ushered into their homes. The guards surrounded her. Even the people she considered harmless were afraid of her.

Some of the older folks had shouted, "Succubus!" and "Widow-demon!"

She didn't deny anything. She just ignored it, but knew the gist of it happened, all because of that damn apple. She was going to pay the price for this. No doubt the clerics will be accusing her of heresy soon enough.

Why didn't she just choose to do those fucking chores like she was instructed to. Why sneak out to be with her lesbian airhead of a friend, why did she have sex with her??

Oh god, Oh goddess help me?

No gods, were coming to save her. Not now, when she wanted to believe.

It took long for her--for some reason, to realize why they were staring at her exactly. Seeming in her daze, she had lost conscious concepts of promiscuity and embarrassment. The crowd had stared at one thing: the cock between her legs. Girls her age stared with bemusement, the older men with horror. The guards with fear.

She stood up, trying to cover it.

"Do not fucking move for your own safety."

She froze, not knowing what to do. They were all around her. Eyes pressing into her, judging, making assumptions--it was suffocating.

"Rennia Perillion, I don't know what the fuck is hanging between your legs, but you're acting erratic and is currently butt naked. Stand the fuck down!" a woman said, approaching. She was helmetless, unlike her peers, wearing a small beret. It was the headguard.

"Wait, you don't understand--this is all--"

"Yes, yes, a misunderstanding. Except you're swaying a cock around bigger than my sword and most of my retinue."

That comment drew ire from her subordinates. They all grumbled and groaned. And it drew more questions than would be answered.

She didn't care.

Rennia's eyes widened, and the tears came again. She fell to her knees and started bawling. Where was her mother when she needed her?

"Mm..."

She wanted to call out, but it was futile. Her mother was on the other side of town, and even then, what was she going to do? They were going to lock her up either for malicious witchcraft or public indecency--or worse, accuse her of being a man.

It didn't take long for the crowded villagers to start spitting their vitriol.

"WWiiitch!"

"Lock her up!"

"You think it works?"

She shut her ears closed. She didn't want to hear a damn thing. She looked in the direction Edric had gone. There was nothing there. Just a curious crowd of a growing angry mob emerging from the other street.

She was so dead. Her social life was basically over. She was fucked, she had fucked and had gotten fucked by her own lecherous brain.

Rennia, the female adventurer with a cock--that's what she'd be known as by now, if they don't boot her out of the village. A man playing dress-up.

The guard captain snapped her fingers.

"Ahem!" Ysara cleared her throat. Her eyes locked on Rennia's bulging penis. "Ms. Perillion, by the laws of this kingdom, and by extension, the barony Eiglewood, I place you under arrest for the crime of--uhhh--public indecency and aggressive exhibitionism."

All those crimes, in the span of a few minutes. They'll were planning on throwing her in the jail cell weren't they.

"Stone the cockwhore!" a man had shouted out of the crowd.

Another shouted: "Chop it off."

Ysara shouted in fury. "No! No! There will be no stoning! No mutilating! No Violence! Rennia has been a helpful member of this community since adulthood. Her mother is a pillar of this very town! Have you no shame people? She is clearly being plagued by some... curse. Into your homes, the lot of you! Shoo, shoo!"

The guards, one by one, started chasing off the crowd. The people dispersed reluctantly. It was the women her age that remained staring, and some weirder older men.

Captain Ysara and one of her subordinates walked up to her, reluctantly tried pulling her up slowly. As if cursed by the fates themselves, she had noticed three familiar faces arrived: a clothed Lyanna, who looked as dead as a mutilated fish; a disgusted Kalon, who couldn't look her in the face; and the elven girl Saelon, whose gaze was built on curiosity.

Rennia was so fucked. As Ysara escorted her, Rennia couldn't help but notice the beauty of her face. White as porcelain, blue eyes, and hair redder than a flame tree. It was alluring. There it was again--that strange feeling of wanting to fuck anything in sight. She wanted nothing more than to shove her cock down Ysara's throat, but...

Her penis rose, and the guardsmen--and woman, stopped in awe. The remaining crowd stared, staggered. The sensations were welling up in her cock. She was building a climax. The muscles in her legs spasms and she dropped down again.

Then--

Violently ejaculated on the ground and into the air, in full view of everyone. Thick spurts of white fluid spilled all over a Guard captain known as Ysara's face and mouth.

Rennia was so dead.