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Aaralon's Discoveries | the v | 12

 

Aaralon, sensing no way out of this and not desiring to be fucked by this powerful demoness, decided to transform his room mate into a beautiful girl to help satisfy this demoness until he could think of a better plan.

"No Tricks!" the demoness says, glaring at Aaralon.

"No tricks." Aaralon states.

Aaralon chants the spell.

“Kar est femalia sast cinta be'el lia da!”

A flash of light fills the room and Aaralon is surrounded and lifted by a blue nimbus of light. He feels his body and clothes begin to morph. His hair begins to lengthen and lighten in color. His chest expands into two flesh globes and he can feel his cock shrink and cave inward as his balls deflate and his nutsack splits to form his new vagina.

“NOOOOOOooooooooo!” He shouts as the pitch of his voice raises a few octaves until becoming a feminine scream.

The demoness looks on, impressed at what she sees.

The light begins to fade and Aaralon is lowered to the floor.

“What, No!” Aaralon shouts in his new feminine voice.

“A simple reflecting spell Aaralon, or should I call you Aara now?”

“You!” Aaralon glares at his room mate.

“You though I could sleep through your summoning but I’ve been up every night you tried, never dreaming that you might actually succeed.

“I’ll have you both!” The demoness shouts.

A Blast of light comes from Aaralon’s room mate and envelops the demoness. There is a bitter battle and the strain on both bodies is intense and seems to last for hours, but is over in a few seconds.

The demoness is now naked, her bra lay in shreds on the floor, exposing her two large breasts. Her large cock was hanging limp and she looked beaten.

“How” was all Aaralon could ask.

Reaching into his night shirt, his room mate revealed a glowing green amulet.

“The Amulet of Kar ka’el” Aaralon shouted. “It gives mastery to all but the most powerfull of demons. “How is it that you possess such a prize?”

“Tut tut Aara” he said, tucking the amulet back beneath his shirt. “What shall we do?”

Aaralon was standing there looking like a harem girl, his room mate was getting out of bed, and the demoness’ cock was beginning to swell.

 

What fate befalls Aaralon now?


          An unexpected visitor

 
 
 

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