Tales of Midbar: Secret Priest
Sick Girl - part 4

I came round in a dark place and found myself sitting on a soft chair. I saw a mage light, which showed irregular shadows in the background.

“Don’t teleport!” said Hubril. “Somebody, probably Screld, put a sex craze spell on you. Breeze couldn’t detect any associate magic that she didn’t put on you. Same with Dwendra.”

“Dwendra!” I said looking around and trying to locate her. I could feel several anavot somewhere nearby but couldn’t see them. I was still desperate to have sex.

“She’s OK. Well as OK as you are. Being female it seems to be acting a bit slower on her. We knocked you both out and brought you here, it’s an artifact store room in the temple, while we could figure out what to do. We’ve gone four days into the future so you can go back in time to Hecrin. Anyway, we’re going to do the clan founding ritual, then we can break the spell. Can you get up?”

I managed to get up, it was the sort of spell that leaves you feeling groggy for a few minutes when you come round. I guess that was deliberate so Hubril would have time to explain things to me before I did anything drastic.

“Come on girls!” said Hubril.

Egrindreth, Vrenloa, Rilletteecket and, most importantly, Dwendra, stepped out from behind some shelves of artifacts. They had several mage lights and Vrenloa’s familiar hovering over them. Egrindreth and Vrenloa were dressed in rather fancy looking saris with golden harnesses. Dwendra and Rilleteecket were dressed in short, strapless, undied dresses that were tight and showed off their curves. I now recognized these as Winemaker wedding dresses.

“Will you joineth me to foundeth Clan Cohen?” asked Dwendra, looking straight at me and smiling.

“Yes we will,” the rest of them said. I remembered I should say the same thing, so I did.

“Then I call upon one of you men to seal our contract by taking my virginity,” said Dwendra in Semic, “and another man to take that of my friend.”

“I will take yours,” I said.

“As I will take your friend’s,” said Hubril.

Dwendra skipped to me, a bit awkwardly with the tight dress. She was smiling and looking happier than I’d ever seen her. I grabbed her, kissed her passionately and fondled her left breast.

“How does this dress come off?” I asked.

“It went on over my head and shrunk to fit my body, it has to be torn off. You’re supposed to tear the top to expose my breasts and then tear it from the bottom to get at my vagina. What do Trulist wedding dresses do?”

“They just unwrap at the front.” I turned her so her back was towards the chair I’d been sitting in.

Hubril was working on Rilletteecket, or was it the other way round?

“I think we should go now,” said Egrindreth.

I felt the others teleport leaving me alone with Dwendra.

I pushed Dwendra towards the chair.

“My name is Bedri Dwendra!” she said. “I’ve been a virgin for long enough and it’s time for me to join the guiding mothers!” Then she bent backwards with her arms out and her chest out towards me.

The dress was very tight and thin so I could see her nipples sticking out with darker areas around them. I put a hand on each of her breasts, rotated them and then moved them so both my forefingers were down her cleavage, about the only place where there was a space between the dress and her skin, took hold of the fabric and pulled it both ways. The dress tore easily, the rip moved fast to about the bottom of her rib cage and her breasts were exposed with their large, almost black nipples. I fondled and kissed her breasts for a while and then pushed her down onto the chair. I knelt down and ripped the bottom of her dress at the side and pulled it up so she could spread her legs.

I took off my shirt, undid my flies and pushed into Dwendra. This really felt right. I tried to pump her gently but she didn’t seem to care about being gentle. I’m not sure when the spell left but a few minutes later I was feeling very happy, staring into Dwendra’s eyes.

I was a bit nervous as I came out the toilet in the grand building. There were statues and different colored tiles on the walls and big windows looking out onto a summer thunderstorm. Dwendra joined me.

“We’ve been through all the difficult bits,” she said. “I’m told this is really easy.”

“You just had a false identity created with all the details how you wanted them.” I looked around and saw a counter with an idlan woman in some sort of uniform sitting behind it. There were some signs behind her, mostly in Hecrini but I could see a couple in Faharni. “Well let’s do this then.”