Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Just Hum a Little Soul

Ursula woke on her side mid-thrust. Her fully erect dick sliding along the precum soaked sheets, trying to alleviate the throbbing problem. She gave a light moan at the sensation – but it wasn’t enough.

Ursula reached down and cupped her hand along the top side of her horse-like dick, trapping it against the sheets. The other hand starting to fondle a boob and lightly tweaking her nipple. With heated breaths she sped up her movements moving both hands against her dick to push it against the rough fabric.

Yet it still wasn’t enough.

“Stupid fucking dick,” Ursula mumbled as she sawed back and forth.

She fell onto her back and started to rapidly jerk her cock, the liberal amounts of lubricant allowing her fingers to fly up and down the pole. Millimetre by millimetre Ursula could feel the heat creeping into her body, sweat beginning to stream down her body from the effort as the bed was slamming against the wall.

“Ursy,” Sophia interrupted, her bright green orbs staring up at her. “How long has it been?”

With a frustrated sigh Ursula let her hands fall back onto the bed, although her dick still stood proud above her waist.

“Four days.”

“Ursula,” Sophia lightly admonished, “You should be keeping track of it and if that doesn’t work you should come to me if you’ve got a problem.”

“I know but with the stupid nobles and the exams I just got distracted. And past that I don’t like forcing you Soph!” Ursula said with vehemence, “It’s not fair you have to deal with my problem, especially such a personal one.”

“A relationship goes both ways Ursy, don’t forget.” Sophia curtly replied before her expression melted into one of lust, her voice becoming husky, “And you’re right, things have been a bit hectic so, sit back and relax.”

Sophia started to gently kiss Ursula’s neck, inhaling the scent of her skin. She worked down Ursula’s body slowly, spending a few minutes lavishing the tall elf’s boobs before leaving a trail of kisses down towards her belly button and even further south.

The blonde did not stop when she reached the pillar of meat at Ursula’s crotch, now letting her tongue swipe across the salty skin as she used a hand to fondle one of Ursula’s baseball sized nuts. Up and up Sophia went, passing the small bulge at the base, the medial ring and then finally reaching the flared head where fluid was oozing from the tip.

After a small breath in Sophia engulfed the tip in her warm wet mouth, stretching out her cheeks and allowing her tongue to lather Ursula’s dick with saliva.

With a loud pop Sophia pulled away.

“You know that your dick is just short of being the same width as my neck?” Sophia quickly asked.

“Wha-?”

Sophia dropped her face down once more.

Ursula could feel her dick hitting the back of Sophia’s moist mouth. She saw Sophia gather herself and then slowly push her head down, expecting to gag, yet centimetre after centimetre was swallowed into the moist fleshy walls of Sophia’s throat.

Meanwhile, Sophia’s hands were not idle, both of them gently teasing the sensitive, blood engorged, lips of Ursula’s pussy. While her head was halfway down, she spent a few seconds fiddling with Ursula’s clit sending a huge burst of pleasure, on top of what was already being sent, to the tall elf’s brain.

With all her senses focused on her crotch Ursula froze, each intake of air a breathy moan. With agonizing slowness Sophia dislodged the huge intruder into her throat, making sure to swallow to rhythmically squeeze the large rod as she ascended. The outline of Ursula’s penis could be clearly seen travelling and if one looked even closer each ridge and vein in the dick was visible in the neck’s taut skin. Her face travelled up, and up, until the tip finally reached the blonde’s mouth allowing for her to oxygenate her blood once more.

Within a few seconds with a loud squelching sound Sophia’s throat was stuffed once more. Ursula in pleasure induced shock continued to lay there looking wondrously at the teen going down on her. Mid swallow Sophia’s emerald eyes meet her own brown ones, but the blonde shyly looked away, her already deep red cheeks somehow reddening further.

Ursula’s dick heavily jolted at the sight, pulling Sophia forward a couple centimetres drawing forth a light glare.

Sophia pushed through speeding up her movements until she could feel Ursula hardening further within her fuckhole.

“S-Soph – I’m c-cum,” Ursula hissed out through clenched teeth, her words cut off by Sophia wriggling her fingers around in her sopping hole.

It was at this moment Sophia hesitated, she went up, then down then up again, contemplating the final destination of the hot sticky load soon to be bursting out. Ursula’s fingers nearly ripping the bedsheets in the meantime.

Finally, Sophia dropped her head once more and left it there allowing for Ursula to finally come with a strangled yelp of pleasure. The cum raced through the rod expanding the blonde’s throat even further before it was almost directly deposited into Sophia’s stomach.

Ursula curled in on herself and hugged Sophia close, barely conscious enough to ensure her partner could go up for air. Yet Sophia stayed, shot after shot going down her throat and sparking waves of pleasure through her body which she had to suppress to stay conscious, a small stream of fluids dripping down her legs.

A little more awake than last time Sophia was able to feel a small trickle of power strengthening her as each large shot found its home in her warm body.

The unstoppable torrent of cum continued unabated, Sophia’s stomach going from flat to slightly rounded until it finally stopped. Ever so slowly the blonde elf raised her head, Ursula’s dick giving off a few weak pulses until it was finally free of its wet confines to flop down onto the sodden bed.

The tall teen lay there, eyes glazed, as her body took the time to reboot. She woke to Sophia sitting beside her, legs swinging off the bed, a smug grin lighting up her face.

“You were passed out there for a while there – much longer than I was last night,” Sophia preened.

Ursula opened her mouth to respond but all that came out was a low moan.

“It’s nearly breakfast so we’d better get ready, and then we’ve got the name ceremony,” Sophia jumped off the bed, but the added weight slopping in her stomach caused her to stumble forward a step from the momentum.

Ursula chuckled softly from the bed.

“Hey! You don’t have the room to say anything missy!” Sophia fired over her should as she was pulling her clothes out.

“Hope they don’t see your stomach,” Ursula said hoarsely, spreading her body out across the rapidly cooling bed.

“I wouldn’t have to be worried about it if you didn’t cum so much.” Sophia sniped back.

“You chose to swallow Soph.” A victorious grin spread across Ursula’s face as she sat up, the morning sunlight catching in her eyes making them glow a bright amber-brown.

Sophia’s voice briefly caught in her throat as her eyes traced hungrily over the image in front of her, “Gods you look amazing.” She whispered in awe.

Ursula flushed red and turned away, “How can you say something so bold?”

“Because it’s true,” Sophia replied passionately.

The tall teen blushed even further, the rosy colour of her cheeks enhancing her bronzed skin tone. Her eyes desperately wandered the room and soon focused on Sophia’s slightly bulging stomach.

Sophia tracked her stare, “…It’s for the powerup.” She said weakly.

“Right,” Ursula drew out the word, “The powerup.”

“Yup – the powerup.” Sophia answered her tone wavering.

“Uh-huh. Well, if you want more ‘powerup’” Ursula smirked and raised her fingers up to sign inverted commas, “Just ask – anytime. I’m totally up for it.”

“Just go get dressed!” Sophia covered her face with her hands.

With a coy smile Ursula crawled back through the hole giving an exaggerated sway to her hips.

Sophia’s emerald orbs watched through the gaps in her fingers as Ursula’s butt swished hypnotically as she left. Only when the large hole joining their rooms shrunk to match the other patchwork gaps in their rooms did she finally look down to see the waterlogged state of her room.

With a sigh and a small wave of her hand, the trickling juices began flowing in reverse collecting into a small ball which was promptly vanished. Hearing Ursula’s door open, Sophia donned her clothes and rushed out of her room.

 

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The pair arrived at Axia’s smithy and made their way through the portal door into the mountain hideout. Arne was already there waiting for them, his glasses perched on his nose allowing him to read the large book sitting in his lap.

He took a brief glance at them before closing the book with a loud snap, dust that had previously coated the outside of the yellowed pages of the book falling to the floor in a swirl.

“Good morning. I trust you’re both well?” He asked kindly.

“We are sir,” they said with tentative nods, “And you?”

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“Simply great. The descriptions you gave me in our last meeting have proven most fruitful for my research. Though you both are much too young to know what I’ve found sufficed to say it has been crucial to me.” Arne reassured them.

Both their eyes burned with curiosity.

“Sir you can’t say that without telling us anything!” Sophia whined.

“Now, now, we have many years before what I’ve discovered may impact us, and if your next few years are as rewarding as your last, I’ll be sure to tell you.” The eagle animan offered, “But first we must complete this naming ceremony. I must tell you the magic behind this ritual is simply fascinating.”

He began to lead them through a dizzying number of hallways ever so slowly leading them down towards the deep depths of the mountain, speaking all the while.

“First before I explain. Have you chosen a name?” He asked.

“Yes, we decided on Lifthrasir.” Ursula answered.

“Hmm, not a dialect I’ve heard before… no matter. And you are certain of this choice?” He asked gravely, but he quickly followed up, “I am asking this as once I explain the process, what you have chosen cannot be undone. You must make this choice on your own free will.”

The pair looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

“Very well, it’s been researched that the barest essence of the history behind the name can influence your fate.” Arne said excitedly.

Sophia and Ursula’s faces blanched, “T-To what kind of extent sir?”

Arne continued on, his eyes alight with fervour, “A nearly insignificant, and only positive, amount. It was only after several hundred years of research did, they take note of the changes.”

“And if your last name is taken from a husband and wife who survived the apocalypse of the gods?” Ursula asked cautiously.

“Ah, well I would believe you may find yourselves in more dangerous circumstances, yet you would survive against the odds. Before you begin throwing yourselves into this, I must reiterate this is a truly small change.” He said warningly.

“So, it’s like a tiny protagonist aura,” Sophia whispered excitedly.

Ursula saw Sophia perk up and swallowed thickly, “Don’t do anything dangerous Soph.”

“Now that you’ve chosen your name the ritual must be completed to allow you to bare your soul to magic and be judged. If judged worthy, the name that you’ve chosen becomes a part of your soul.” Arne explained, his tone serious.

“And if you’re unworthy?” Sophia asked tremulously.

Arne gave them a small smile, “As we are not bargaining with the gods, the price you pay is you remain nameless. Though it is simple for you to join a family.”

He paused for a few seconds as a thought came to him, “If you wish you may take my family name – you would also have no reason to fear noble influence at my school.”

“That is very generous sir but, as you know, the ‘noble influence’ we are worried about is not something easily handled,” Ursula gently refused.

Arne’s deep sigh echoed through the hallway, “Indeed, it would only attract more attention to you two.”

Arne finished leading them to a huge flat stone chamber, the lights sitting in the top corners of the room casting menacing shadows of stalactites across the room. At its centre lay a simple chalk circle, the line pulsing with a faint white light.

“To enter the circle, one must greet magic as how they were when first exposed.” Arne intoned.

“That doesn’t mean what I think it means… right?” Sophia asked nervously.

“I’m afraid so Soph…” Ursula sighed, “Um sir, do you mind?”

Arne chuckled, “I am well past my younger years so do not worry – yet I will cast a sight distortion spell on myself to blur my vision you both. I do need to see you, in the barest sense, to conduct the ritual.”

The eagle animan waved his hand over his face and stood off to the side, waiting patiently.

Ursula waved her hand back and forth to check the spell was working before they both undressed, the cool air causing their nipples to harden.

They daintily stepped across the cold stone floor and into the chalk circle. Once they stepped within, they could feel the mana in the air intensity several degrees

Arne began chanting in an unknown tongue, occasionally they would recognize their own names being voiced. As he continued to speak the mana continue to compress inside the circle, the pressure now palpable against their skin and sending a tingle of electricity through their body like standing near a live wire.

The lights in the corner of the room flickering before snuffing out as the mana was pulled from the air to fuel this spell, the chamber was engulfed in darkness apart from the glowing white circle at its centre. After a few more minutes the chalk began to glow a more intense white almost becoming painful to look at directly.

Arne’s reciting appeared to be reaching a crescendo, his pace faster and his tone deeper, the duo were able to recognize the final word.

“-Lifthrasir!”

In an instant the light’s intensity increased several fold bathing the room in its white glow. The pair within felt their senses flair unnaturally. They sensed the magic in the air coalesce into a being they instinctively knew to be Magic, and then it turned its sight upon them. Suddenly, they felt very exposed – as if its eyes were gazing at the very core of their beings.

Ursula tried to hide Sophia behind her toned frame, but it was to no effect. And then as quickly as it came the feeling of being watched left, the being however, remained.

The being focused its magic upon them, and they felt their essence unravel from their bodies, their senses began to dull and then disappear, their bodies slowly faded until they looked ethereal, the light shining clean through their wispy forms. Yet as they faded, they knew they were being transferred into two compressed balls of light, shining even brighter than their surroundings.

Sophia figured it out first.

‘We’re being enchanted…’

With a herculean effort she wrested her emotions under her control, the ball of buzzing light dimmed slightly as she tried to focus whatever senses she had on what was happening. She felt the emotionless thing in front of her briefly flicker with – approval?

It did not take Ursula long to piece it together either. Although she did not understand the process, she focused on trying to glean any information to support her lover later.

With agonizing slowness, the word ‘Lifthrasir’ was carved into their soul, they felt no pain, yet each letter felt like it was being branded into their very being. And when the word was completed, it melded into the spheres leaving them pristine and whole.

The procedure complete, Ursula and Sophia felt themselves start to flow back into the ethereal bodies they had vacated.

But Sophia wanted to attempt one last act. With a burst of will Sophia’s soul shifted slightly, and a tendril began growing from it, slowly at first – fearing the reaction of Magic, and then at greater speed. They both felt a rush of curiosity flow from it as an eye opened once more, watching.

The tendril quickly reached Ursula’s soul who sent out her own in kind. The air began to crackle and sizzle as they neared each other.

The tendrils met – and nothing happened.

In a rush, the remainder of their souls returned to their bodies returning them to a corporeal state. Magic gave them a small flash of disappointment before giving them both small pat on their heads in thanks. And then it dispersed, flooding the room once more with mana allowing for the lights in the room to shine brightly once more. The glowing chalk dimmed and then returned to its former softly glowing state.

Headmaster Arne opened his eyes for the first time in several minutes to clear vision, the mana fuelling his eye obstruction spell stripped from him. His gaze was drawn to the limp forms of Sophia and Ursula, their chests rising and falling at a slow but steady rate.

With a click of his fingers their previously discarded clothes flew back onto their bodies, and he levitated them back up through the winding passages and hallways, and into Axia’s smithy.

The bronzed blacksmith’s eyes briefly flashed across the teens floating behind him before she gestured with her head towards the training room, soon returning to her work in the blazing forge.  

Arne conjured a bed for them both and lay them in it, the pair unconsciously snuggling up to one another. He left without a word.

A few hours later, the sun had begun its descent, the crystal clear bright blue skies allowing some meagre warmth from the blazing orb to reach the chilled earth.

Sophia opened her eyes, the green colour giving way a golden-amber brown.

Ursula orbs creaked open not long after, the brown soon swirling and transforming into a vivid emerald green.

 

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