Chương 57: Chapter 55b: Interlewd!

If you'd have asked me if I'd ever fantasized about loving a ghost when I was human, when I'd lived on Earth, I'd have probably thought you were a little strange. But it no longer seemed such a strange concept to me now, with her cool weight settling on my hips. She wasn't a ghost - she was my Gelidia, my soft, cool-fleshed beauty, my intelligent, brave, fearsome, spicy-tempered Gelidia! She was so lovely to me then, in my Wolf-Ren, shimmering with the scent of morning dew and womanly excitement and nervousness.

I could have sat there and just drank her in forever, but she had something in mind. I felt a tingle, a thrill of excitement as she pushed her fingers over my tummy and... hiked up my night dress even further. Her hands were so gentle, so soft, her slender fingers trailing over my abdomen, each bump and ripple explored fully.

"Emily... you're gorgeous. Do you know that?" She said softly.

"You're... so tight, and so... strong!" She said, and gripped my night dress to pull the soft fabric up. She struggled a little, but I lifted my hips - with her on them - so she could slide it past my butt and over my form. I pulled the clothing off so I could be bare before her, and so-revealed to her, I could smell the sage soap I'd made, that had been used to clean me, the slight must of the linens, and of course, her. I wanted more.

Trapping her to my hips, I pulled her against me and pressed my lips to hers with some force, and she yielded to me easily with a soft squeak, easily overpowered as my hands took hold of her night dress too, and didn't let my flesh part from hers as I freed her bare form into the darkness of our room together. As I did, her form shimmered with ghostly light and I lay her beneath me, the slight bulge of my Mons pressing directly against her own. Soft lips parted from hers... and I looked her over.

Her flesh was alabaster white, and softer than silk, pure, sweet, and much, much more feminine than I was myself. The shapely mounds of her breasts ended in pink little jewels of flesh, and I found myself wondering how they tasted. The hair on her head was the same dark, forest green as the hair I found between her legs, concealing the sweetness and excitement I could smell from her.

Maybe it was my senses, maybe it wasn't, but my heartbeat seemed to fill the room with a quiet, eager staccato drum beat as, woman and wolf, I saw the goddess before me in full for the very first time. MINE! The thought was so sudden, so sharp, so insistent! I couldn't find it in me to protest or disagree at all. After all... we were one. Isn't she lovely? We must not hurt her.

MUCH wolf said with some satisfaction and thought about how she would taste, the sounds she'd make as our teeth gripped her throat as we took her. WE MUST MAKE SURE NO OTHER THINKS TO TAKE WHAT IS OURS Wolf growled, and I nodded at her.

"Emily? Your... eyes are glowing." she said softly, and she sounded a little afraid, very excited, and trembled before me with lust.

"I know... do you trust me?" I asked, and my voice was laced with a growl as I felt Wolf pressing into me a little, pushing her power into me, giving me her desire. I felt my hair growing down my neck and back a little, and felt my ears twinge in discomfort as they shifted back... and up. I wasn't transforming, no, but this was... something, anyhow.

A tail formed behind me, and Gelidia's eyes trailed its sweeping movements as she took in my change, her mouth hanging open a little, expression one of wonder as, wolf and woman, I revealed myself to her in full. I wasn't human. I wouldn't pretend that I was, not in this place, at this time.

"Y-yes." She said eventually.

"I trust you." she said, and my heart skipped a beat. She was a little scared, but that wasn't a bad thing exactly. I was scared too. Terrified actually, I realized! I'd never... done this before. Oh I'd had sex, Alex was more than just the boy next door if you follow my meaning, but... not with a girl. I'd never even found other women attractive in a sexual sense, but looking at the shade, at her faintly luminescent body, at her trembling tummy and green-grassed Mons, I certainly did. Wolf and I wanted her...

with an almost frightening intensity, and as I let myself bend to take her throat into my teeth, to hold, to touch her larynx with my tongue, her squeak was enough to set me, my wolf and I, off. I bit down firmly enough to just barely break the skin with my fangs, and that made her squeak out again and arch her back a little.

My doglike tongue lapped the bit of her spectral blood that welled up from the love bite, and I trailed kisses, human and lupine alike, down her body as she trembled and dug her fingers into my scalp. I nipped and kissed and licked each inch of skin that crossed my field of vision, exploring her a bit at a time before I found one of those perky little pink jewels on the ends of her breasts.

As her lips parted and back arched, I was rewarded for the firm suckle and gentle nibble I gave it with a pretty little cry and her hands shifting to my lupine ears. My tongue left trails of moisture over her breasts as I tasted her again, and again, and again, and enjoyed her strange sweetness as the wolf pendant trailed over her tummy. That tummy though... she wasn't perfectly thin.

She'd lived a soft lifestyle, one that had cakes and good meals and scholarly pursuits, so there was just a little extra there, a little something soft and thick that I could nibble and snuggle my warm face into! I resolved to use her tummy as a pillow later once this was all over as I lifted her hips in my hands and looked to her wide, featureless eyes.

The Duchess's legs were part around my head, her thighs guided to frame my cheeks in their softness as I nuzzled into the green forest of her womanhood, the softness of it surprising as her scent became my world. Even if she was the shade of a girl, the coolness of the golden coin on my breast and the curse I'd turned to a blessing made her as real as I was. My lupine tongue slid against and inside her, giving me my first taste of her desire.

My nose found a soft little bulge of flesh under a feminine little hood to protect it, and I didn't hesitate to nudge and nuzzle the sensitive little jewel I found there as my tongue raked a sweet syrup from inside her. A hoarse squeal was my reward, and her thighs curled over my head as she used my ears as handlebars, pulling me, tugging me this way and that as my floppy, curious, exploring tongue delved deep, deep inside her body!

I couldn't help but enjoy the noises she made, and gulped down her lust as I dragged it from her.

"You're... I... nnnh!" she squeaked, and rolled her hips into me, at first very slight motions before they became firmer, her cool flesh warming as I felt something in me... mingle with something in her.

"Emily!" She cried, and... she warmed in my lips, her scent changed! My mana was dropping - a bit less than a point a second or so - but as it did, she warmed more... and more... and more! She squealed out when my tongue found something... just a little rougher, a different texture inside her and her thighs locked around my head! Her voice went hoarse, a kind of honking, wheezing noise escaping her lips as her breath was forced out of her and she tried to stop me from lapping at that spot. I let her.

Then I did it again just to hear her cute noises, setting her to quivering as my tongue forced its way through the tightness of her flesh to rake out another mouthful of her sweetness for me to noisily gulp down! Something was happening to her, and it wasn't just me edging her closer and closer to a peak that was coming in like the tide. And it wasn't just her, either. Something was happening to me, too! OURS! My wolf said MATE! she affirmed CLAIM!

I felt something burning between my thighs as something felt as if it were pressing out of my body. A heavy, warm something that was taking shape from my flesh itself, but I couldn't bring myself to look away or tear my tongue from Gelidia's body at first. It hurt deliciously, as I felt something straining the hood of my own clitoris. I couldn't stop myself from reaching down to investigate just what the hell was happening to me and found something...

very hot, and very hard growing from my groin, making me yelp in shock at the sudden sensitivity! It wasn't just stretching out my clitoral hood - it WAS my clitoris! Or at least, it had been! Stamina flooded my flesh and... something savage was happening to me, something... that wanted my beloved wrapped around it as my body transformed under my exploring fingers. WE WILL MAKE HER SMELL LIKE US my wolf said Are you... giving me a penis?! Hey! NO Wolf replied SHE IS. I was...

well, I was hard, but it was definitely not anything like what I'd expected! I was a girl, world damn it! WE STILL ARE. Wolf said, and I realized... that I wasn't the only other person in my head apart from Wolf. Gelidia's will was there in me. And she... was doing something to me. Her fingers began to grip my ears and give me scritches as... as my body shifted and form altered under her spectral insistence. My eyes lidded a moment...

and I looked down, breaking my mouth away from her pussy to let my tongue sloppily flop out of her. I looked down... and saw. The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. I had a dick. It wasn't a flesh and blood dick, it was... well, at least partially flesh as my clitoral hood took on the passable shape of a lupine sheathe, but what pushed from it was a mast of hybrid dickmeat, partly human with a broad tip and... a thick shaft with the suggestion of a canine knot!

It wasn't all human, it wasn't all lupine, but it was... a werewolf's member, both human and wolf. It was a shaft made of Gelidia's green light and my own living flesh, flooded and reshaped with her energy that shone and pulsed and throbbed in my hand, even as it drooled a clear, faintly luminescent liquid. I blushed at Gelidia, uncertain, and she grinned wickedly.

"I hope you don't mind." She said softly, a wicked little purr in her voice. Did I mind? Even as I opened my mouth to speak, two heavy things descended from inside me and a pair of testicles, far more realistic than a strap on would have been, flopped from inside me heavily and swelled with her power as well.

"Water magic has something to say about intimacy... and this is one spell I always liked called 'the Lady's Little Assistant'. Is this alright?" and I got the impression she'd have stopped if I asked her to. The very thought of stopping, of stopping her, revolted in my soul! Did I mind?

Her cool fingertips closed around my newly formed shaft and LIGHTNING flooded up my form as the sensitive flesh twitched and spurted something clear over her fingers, which she used to lubricate another electric stroke that had me pressing into her hand with quivering hips!

"W-World!" I heard myself squeak, and pressed again into her touch! I didn't mind. It wasn't what I'd expected at all, but... it didn't feel like a bad thing! And it was temporary, right?

"N-no! I don't mind!"

"You're such a good girl." Gelidia crooned, and I let my mouth hang open, hot breath steaming in the cool air! She squirmed out of my grasp to the bed and I could do nothing. I was totally overcome with her gentle strokes and firming grip on my new organ, even as her other hand investigated the fact that I still had a pussy of my own that she could brush her faintly luminescent fingers against as she pushed my unresistant body over.

"Who's my good girl?" She asked, and... kissed my new underside, pressing her lips to the haunted flesh of my new dick, squishing the soft underside of it as another THROB sent a spurt of the sticky stuff inside me over her face! I squirmed on the bed, suddenly as helpless as she had been as she turned the tables on me!

I knew in that moment she could probably do anything she wanted to me, but she just suckled the organ she'd made from my flesh into her lips and wrapped them around my new crown to field another couple of pulses of clear semi-feminine lust that it pushed into her lips as her long, clever fingers delved into my quivering, sopping wet femininity. She suckled firmly like she knew what she was doing, and her tongue didn't feel so cool anymore as heat seemed to flood her body. I slid my...

clawed fingers into her hair, and scritched, rewarded, suggested at a tug that could pull her down but didn't actually. Gelidia obliged, and nuzzled downward, and... Good golly! My clitoris was the flesh this had been shaped from, from tip to knot, and... it had lost no sensitivity at all in expanding and changing as it had! Her slippery mouth sliding over me, her clever tongue squishing the underside as a gentle finger pressed between my labia underneath?

I couldn't help but arch my back and whiiiiiiine out as she turned me from a warrior to a squirming, grunting, whiny little puppy of a woman! Those sweet, soft lips and that mouth of hers slid all the way down to my base and she gulped at me, her thumb rolling circles around my bean of a clitoral hood to free and tease it as if she were playing with a joystick, a second finger delving into my heated interior for a better grip!

Like a heat seeking missile, her fingers found my own spot, even as she gulped again and... slid back to reveal the cock she'd given me once again, glistening with her spit and drooling constantly like some glowing pastel green volcano of lust.

"mmmm... You're ready." She said. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. I bluuuushed to myself as she stared at me with smoldering eyes and an insistent desire, never breaking eye contact. I realized suddenly... that I was not going to be the one in charge this morning. She controlled me with a look, with a grip, and... did it so firmly, so self-assuredly, even if intellectually I knew I could have grabbed her and taken her instead. That was an illusion, and I knew it. She was the one in charge between us.

I was hers. Her hound.

"Open." She instructed, and I opened my mouth, letting my semi-lupine tongue flop out. I was still almost fully human shaped, but... my tail was thumpa thumping the bed and I was on my back beneath her as she rose up over me... and reached to press her fingers, covered in my lust, over my tongue and held it down, forcing me to taste myself.

"Good girl" she praised, and lined herself up with my new cock, using her free hand to balance and to... guide me up against her glowing labia. They weren't cool anymore - I'd given her something, something warm and something more alive, it seemed, and she felt hot against my tip, hot and slippery and sweet as she dragged the thick crown over her lips and... pressed down more firmly, her tight entrance between the lips resisting for several seconds as more.. and more... and more pressure applied.

"Annnh! Good girl!" She groaned, and... squilsh! Thick flesh pushed her open at long last. and she began to sheathe my sword into her body at last. I could only speak in vowels and whines as she sank lower... and lower... and lower over me, pressing inch after inch of the shaft she'd made of my flesh into herself at her own pace. Her girlhood swallowed me with soft, wet little noises as she bit her bottom lip and let out a heartfelt groan as I desperately tried to push up into her. She didn't let me.

As my hips rose, hers did as well in lockstep, her free hand not restraining my fangs and tongue moving to cup my breast, trapping my nipple between index and pointer finger as she squeezed firmly. She had to lift a little... and it was a torture of pleasure as my sensitive flesh vacated her body all the way until only my crown was inside...

before she sank down again, arching her back as she did and crying out prettily, her voice silvery in my synesthetic senses, a thread of light that wove around the room in a shimmering display. Outside the door, I heard her guard walking away as swiftly and quietly as he could and it registered that he'd definitely heard us. I BLUSHED And my beloved still didn't let me speak, just... rocked herself deeper over me, this time her pale lips kissing the bulge at my organ's base a moment!

She rolled her hips, stirring her interior with my flesh for a moment... before rising again with a sound like 'sklish!' and diving back over me firmly as she used my booba for a handhold.

"You're mine!" Gelidia squeaked, and again her voice was silvery in the air to my senses as I moved counter to her motion as she delved again, and... splup! The thick base of my organ, what had to be a knot, slipped into her tight little body, suddenly flooding her to the brim with my whole organ, bulging her tummy just the tiniest little bit for me to admire in my Wolf Ren!

Gelidia froze like that and made a hoarse, squeaking, stupid little noise for several seconds as she locked around my organ and clenched around the knot! Just before I was about to ask if she was okay, she rolled her hips. A slow... steady, patient motion that stirred her interior with my flesh, and reached down to feel over her tummy as she did. She was panting, and...

only after what felt like a subjective eternity did she lift again, tugging at my knot before there was another loud SPLUP before it slid loose again! G-guh! The pleasure of that was... almost too much! My pussy quivered, empty and needful as my toes curled, and I could see hers doing the same as she panted, struggling to recover!

"Goooood girl... good girl." she praised, and finally released my tongue, removing her fingers from my mouth. My hands explored her... and I thrust upward again. This time, it was a lot easier, and she squeeked as she once again swallowed my knot whole, seeming to stun her for a moment only for it to... slurp out of her again! She didn't let me keep doing that, and we began to get into a rhythm. The only thing in the world that mattered to me right then... was her.

I pulled her down over me, and pressed my tongue into her lips as she rocked into my body firmly. She suckled and nuzzled into it, moving against me, a single whole as we made love for the first time. We took our time. There was no rush, and we were both new to each other. We took our time to explore this new pleasure, this newly revealed facet of our lives together so far.

Her hands found mine, our lips never parting, and our fingers interlocked, palm to palm, heart to heart as the bed beneath us grew damp and sticky with our lovemaking. Of course her stamina ran out before mine did - and I found myself on top of her as I drove into her quivering depths! It was just a matter of time though. Her eager rolling hips swallowed my organ again.. and again... and again until at last I sank the knot home once again! She arched her back and cried out in bliss, and my voice joined her.

Screw being quiet! My Wolf wouldn't let me keep quiet, she WANTED people to know whom Gelidia belonged to, whom we belonged to! The alien sensation of the nuts I'd been given lugging upward felt so strange, but the PULSE PULSE PULSE of my transfigured flesh pumping into her was accompanied by a spasm of the slit between my thighs and a trembling weakness in my knees!

I was hardly alone - Gelidia became a quivering mess all around me, her toes curling and body starting to shine more radiantly as her voice rose and intertwined with my own in a lovely squeal! I felt it when her spell over me broke. It didn't feel like I was pulling out of her.... it felt... like I was just getting smaller inside her as my nuts, newly formed as they were, lifted back into my body and out of existence without a sound.

My clitty reverted into something human, and it left me squishing my slit against hers, feeling the thickness of the glowing spend I'd deposited in her leaking out and around us as we kissed once again. I was exhausted, but so was she. I flopped over at her side, still holding her hands... and we just held each other as sleep dragged at us both again.

"I love you." Gelidia said, and I pressed my forehead to hers.

"I love you too." I replied, voice husky.

"... May I come with you to sleep?" She asked, and I nodded easily, letting her into my mind again, even as we held each other and I drifted off. Before I passed out completely, I got a good mental image of her lying curled up with my Wolf and I, as bare as either of us were in a tangle of limbs.