The Ritual Of Neccar (The Adventures Of Pervikar Book 4)

by John Evans

  "Take it slow," panted Phartom. "Not for my sake, but so you can stay in control. Ow! Watch it, you need to aim."

  "Sorry," apologized Karina nervously, unsure of exactly how to aim a cock from this side of it.

  Phartom reached down between them with one hand and guided Karina's cock to the slick entrance of her vagina. Karina groaned in rapture as the head of his cock slid into the hot, butter-like softness of Phartom's pussy. He stopped as he felt the tension building up in his balls. By staying still and concentrating on his breathing, Karina felt his passion subside a little. He then pushed forward a little more and stopped again before the sensations pushed him over the top. Unsure if he could maintain this slow insertion, Karina quickly shoved his cock forward.

  "Whoa!" gasped Phartom as all nine inches plowed into her and Karina's testicles slapped up against her ass.

  Karina was not looking at Phartom, but away from her as he huffed to remain in control. Phartom's vagina gripped his cock like a glove. The hot moistness of her pussy was causing a tingling sensation all over Karina's shaft and transforming into increased sexual tension in his balls. Karina gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. It took quite a bit of strength, but he managed to keep from climaxing. As his breath slowed, he opened his eyes and looked down at Phartom.

  "Better?" she asked.

  "Oh, Gods, no wonder guys like this so much!" gasped Karina in awe.

  "Almost as much as we females do," replied Phartom. "Ease out a little and then push back in. That's it. Set a pace you like. Ooh, yeah! That feels good, baby."

  Karina tentatively eased his cock partially out of Phartom's tight cunt. It seemed to grip at his shaft as it slid backwards. Biting his lower lip, Karina pushed forward, sinking his prick back into that delicious cocoon. Phartom brought her hands up under Karina's arms to hold onto his back as Karina got into a rhythm.

  "That's it, baby," cooed Phartom. "A little faster. Oh! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Don't hold back, just fuck me!"

  Gaining some confidence from Phartom's words, Karina increased his pace and then increased it again. He could not believe how good it felt to have his cock plowing in and out of a hot, wet, tight cunt. Both of them were soon breathing heavily and trembling as their sexual tension rose. Phartom's face took on a feral look.

  "Ram it in! Ram it in, Karina!" snarled Phartom breathlessly. "Harder! Harder! I'm almost there!"

  Karina gritted his teeth and began using his legs to help him thrust forward. His balls slapped up against Phartom's ass, which was wet from her juices leaking out of her pussy. Her big breasts moved up and down on her chest like waves in response to Karina's forceful thrusts. Phartom's vaginal muscles tightened and loosened around his shaft as she hissed in ecstasy, and then dug her fingers into his back. Karina's balls were tightening up for his big release and he rammed his cock even harder into Phartom.

  "Oh, hells, yes!" screamed Phartom as her orgasm exploded inside her. Her body spasmed as her cunt gripped Karina's cock as if to milk it dry.

  The pressure was too much for Karina and he slammed his cock all the way into Phartom. Phartom cried out again as pleasurable pain set her off again. Karina quivered and it seemed like it took an eternity for his hot, thick cum to burst out of his cock. Karina gasped as he felt his jizz suddenly race up his urethra and blast out into Phartom's dripping snatch. Phartom sighed in contentment as she felt Karina spurt and spurt and spurt his hot cum deep into her. She was a little amazed by how much jism Karina was pumping out, considering he had climaxed twice before. As his climax tapered off, he rolled off to one side, pulling his cock out of Phartom and causing their combined juices to leak out of her over-filled cunt.

  "Humph!" grumped Lorilei. "All I got was a one-second wonder."

  "Karina, close your eyes," ordered Phartom. "We need to get to town and visual stimulation seems to be keeping us here. Lorilei, I'd be delighted to sign you up to become a succubus. You'll learn how to keep a man hard."

  "Ah, no thanks," replied Lorilei. "I like my soul where it is. Hey, you're not supposed to deal in souls anymore."

  "Not supposed to, doesn't mean I can't," countered Phartom. "Get dressed Lorilei. Shades may have changed my way of thinking, but he left my abilities intact. My problem is confusion on how to use them."

  "Do what you like, dearie," said Lorilei. "That's my philosophy."

  Lorilei got dressed and Phartom transformed back into her human image, hiding her red skin and tail. After she had changed, Karina opened his eyes and rummaged through their gear in the hope of finding something to wear that would not draw too much attention. He managed to find a white shirt and a pair of pants that seemed masculine to him. As he dressed, Karina became aware of a variety of feelings he had not felt before.

  Although he was not sure how Ahhspah's magical modifications affected him in this form, Karina felt stronger and surer of himself. He could not get used to having a penis and testicles. They seemed to bind and pinch whenever he tried to walk or move. Karina finally adjusted it around to where it was comfortable. He heard Lorilei snicker as he groped and grasped his genitals.

  They picked up their gear and headed towards Woodhall. Karina slowed them up because he could not get comfortable. His balance was thrown completely off and he walked with his back arched backwards as if compensating for the massive breasts he used to have.

  "Well, Karina, do you think this cleric will freak out with a witch, a demon and a sex-changed person under his roof?" asked Lorilei.

  "Huh? Oh, I don't know," replied Karina. "I hope not. I'm sure Erobs is not the type of person I want to startle. I don't think he'll freak out completely, though."

  "Hopefully, he'll be easy to find," commented Phartom.

  "He should be," stated Karina. "He should be at the Temple of Zaius or someone there will know where he is."

  "I wonder who it is that is waiting for us in town?" asked Lorilei to herself. "Any thoughts, Karina?"

  "What is with you two?" asked Karina, puzzled by all their questions.

  "We're taking your mind off your walking, so that your new body can walk normally by instinct, dearie," said Lorilei. "You do look more natural than before."

  "Oh," said Karina, who then chuckled. "You know, I actually feel better - more powerful, more virile."

  "Karina, can you take off the Ring of Ashtar?" asked Lorilei.

  Karina looked down at his hand and the ring on his finger. "Of course I can take it off."

  "Please, take it off, dearie."

  "Why?" asked Karina suspiciously.

  "Because it is influencing you," explained Lorilei. "I see the reason now behind your sex change. The ring influences males differently than females."

  "That's ridiculous," scoffed Karina. He looked at Lorilei with her great shape and sexy swaying hips. "You know, you are very beautiful."

  Lorilei almost stumbled as a thrill of pleasure shot through her. Her nipples hardened to stiff nubs and a warmth blossomed in her loins. Realizing what had just happened, she stopped and concentrated her immense will to dampen the emotions suddenly imposed on her.

  "Karina, stop," ordered Lorilei. Karina turned to look at her quizzically. "Do you know what you just did? You just made me want to desperately fuck you. You did it by just complementing me on my appearance. Remember the sultan and please try to take off the ring."

  Karina looked down at the ring again. He felt this was ridiculous and that the ring could not be influencing him. Karina reached for the ring, but his hand stopped just an inch away. He was just about to turn and start walking towards Woodhall again when he remembered the conversation between Ashtar and Sultan Bashir. Ashtar had given the ring to Bashir to rule his land, but he had misused the power. Disgusted by the memory, Karina yanked the ring off his finger.

  Karina gasped and sank to his knees at the loss he felt. The confidence and assurance vanished immediately. The manly virile image Karina had formed in his mind faded and he was beset by all the conflicting emotions of being a different ge
nder. Karina knelt there, breathing slowly to regain his composure.

  "Karina?" asked Phartom, kneeling down beside him.

  "I'm okay," replied Karina, standing up and then helping Phartom up. "The power of the ring must have increased when I changed to being a male and I wasn't prepared for all those differences. Let's get to Erobs as soon as possible. I can't stay this way."

  "Easy, dearie," soothed Lorilei. "The ring helped you deal with the sex change. You're over the worst of it. Just concentrate on what needs to get done."

  "Okay," said Karina firmly. "Let's go."

  Chapter 16: Reunions

  The three of them made their way to Woodhall. Karina asked for directions to the temple at the city gate. He was a little put out because the guards paid scant attention to him and kept glancing at Lorilei and Phartom. Karina then realized that he was jealous and that the guards, being men, would pay more attention to two beautiful females than to him. He sighed in resignation that he no longer had his feminine beauty.

  They walked on to the temple. There they informed the gateman that Karina wanted to see Erobs. They were escorted into the courtyard and told to wait. They waited only a short while before High Priest Erobs came down to greet them.

  "Good afternoon," said Erobs, the smile dropping a little on his face and stopping short of his three visitors. "It is good to see you again, Ivin. I was told that Lady Karina was here. Do you bring news of her?"

  "Sort of," replied Karina lamely. "I'm Karina. I put a girdle on this morning and it changed me from female to male. I think the person we met this morning switched my original girdle for this one. By the way, this is not Ivin, but her twin sister, Lorilei."

  "Hmm," grunted Erobs noncommittally. "You made remarkable time if you are Karina."

  "The Goddess Ashtar brought us here after I got her ring," said Karina. As for me being Karina, how about Nesbra, Ivin, Beckdom, the magistrate? How about pink clouds?"

  Erobs inhaled sharply at the last two words and then broke out in a smile.

  "You are Karina!" he exclaimed. "I am sorry about your predicament, but it is only a curse and easily lifted."

  "I don't think so, dearie," said Lorilei. "I tried. The curse is very powerful."

  "Do you mind if I try?" asked Erobs seriously. Lorilei waved her hand for him to go ahead. Erobs turned back to face Karina, lifted his arms, and stopped with a puzzled expression on his face. He shook himself, lifted his arms again, and stopped. "It can't be," he muttered aloud.

  "What?" asked Karina, Phartom, and Lorilei at the same time.

  "I can't say the ritual to dispel the curse," stated Erobs dumbfounded. "Both times I tried, I was cut off from Zaius's power. Tell about this person you met."

  Karina told him about the woman they met. He described her and related their conversation. At the end, Erobs stayed silent, thinking over the entire situation.

  "The wrong hands." mused Erobs. "She must mean Zaius because the ring would not have stayed in my possession long."

  "Do you know who she is?" asked Phartom.

  "I'm pretty sure she is Zalasta, High Priestess of Herza. Herza is the wife of Zaius, who would have an excellent reason for keeping her husband's mitts off that ring."

  "But I've got to give him the ring!" exclaimed Karina.

  "I know, Karina," said Erobs. "Hold onto the ring until I have had a chance to talk to Zalasta. If I take it now, I'll have to put it on the altar and Leekya will appear. It is your only bargaining chip right now. Go to an inn. I'll contact you tomorrow."

  Karina despondently led the others to an inn that Erobs recommended. The day had been hard on his emotions and he felt drained of all of his energy. He entered the common room of the inn and looked around for the innkeeper. Karina gasped when he caught sight of a familiar face sitting at a table.

  "Helga?" he asked aloud, not believing his eyes.

  Helga looked up at Karina and then at the two women at his side. "Lorilei!" she cried out as she quickly stood up and rushed over to them.

  "Helga!" said Lorilei in delight. "How did you get here and why are you here?"

  "I could say I flew, but my talent is not that strong in that area yet," replied Helga jokingly. "I came with a merchant's caravan. The reason I'm here is because I had a dream. It was so realistic. When I woke up, I knew Karina needed me and that I was going to meet her here. Where is she?"

  "I'm right here," said Karina sourly.

  "Let's have a seat and we can tell you what happened," said Lorilei as Helga turned to stare at Karina in shock.

  They sat down at the table Helga had just vacated. Karina related to her everything that had happened since he had left the Capitol on the brig. He finished up with his sex change and how Erobs could not lift the curse.

  "How about contacting Gar?" suggested Helga. "He worships a different pantheon of gods and goddesses. Ahhspah will help him lift the curse."

  "Except I have no way of contacting him, remember?" said Karina tiredly. "I had to give Adelpha's pendant to Ashtar."

  "Oh, pooh," pouted Helga. "I forgot. Can you call on Ahhspah directly?"

  "I don't think so," replied Karina. "Ogres are supposed to be self-sufficient. He may take it as a sign of weakness. That would not be a good thing." Karina paused for a second. "I'm glad you're here, Helga. You've brightened up a bad day and you've got me thinking of solutions instead of just moping about my fate."

  "Well, dearies, I, for one, am tired and need some sleep," said Lorilei.

  "I'll go and see about the rooms," said Helga as she got up and left to see the innkeeper.

  Karina went up to his room after Helga made the arrangements and gratefully set his gear down. The armor he normally wore when he was a female, but could not wear now, was heavy and cumbersome to cart around. He looked down at his wrist and was thankful that Remarg had stayed with him. Karina stripped off his clothing, blew out the candle, and crawled into bed.

  Karina awoke with a start. His hand was grasping the wooden shaft of Remarg, which had enlarged to its normal size. He was also aware that there was someone else in his room. Karina rolled out of bed, kicking off the covers, and raised Remarg gazing through the gloom at the blanket-wrapped person on the other side of the bed.

  "Easy, Karina, it's me."

  "Helga!" exclaimed Karina, lowering her axe, which shrank in size. "You frightened the shit out of me."

  "I'm sorry," apologized Helga. "It's just, well, I haven't seen you since you ran off."

  "It's alright, Helga," said Karina, calming down. "I really didn't have much of a choice when I left."

  "From what you told me, no choice at all," said Helga. She hesitated and then asked, "What's it like being a man?"

  "Very different. Not that I've had much experience yet to..."

  Suddenly the door crashed opened from being kicked. Karina and Helga both jumped back as four big, ugly orcs walked slowly into the room and fanned out on either side of the door. They halted and a fifth man came in through the door. He was dressed in finery and Karina recognized him immediately.

  "Beckdom," snarled Karina.

  "Ah, so the rumors are true," snipped Beckdom. "I received a report from one of my lackeys that Lady Karina had been transformed into a man and was carrying around an item of some value. You really shouldn't talk so loud at the dinner table."

  "And what makes you think I'll give it to you?" asked Karina.

  "Oh, I don't expect you to give it up willingly," said Beckdom. "Either way, I'll get it and I'll have the extra pleasure of watching my friends here beat you to a bloody pulp. None of your friends are here to help you, except your maid and she's worthless."

  "Worthless?" exclaimed Helga, dropping her blanket to reveal that she was naked underneath. "I'll show you worthless!"

  Helga snapped her arm straight out with her palm facing up towards the orcs. She spat out a two-syllable command and several white beams of light zipped from her palm to the nearest orc. The orc howled in pain as the white beams rent bloo
dy paths through his body. He fell back against the wall with a loud crash and then thudded to the floor, leaving a wide red smear on the wall.

  Remarg swelled back up and Karina swung it at the orc closest to him. The orcs had been prepared to beat Karina with their fists and were not prepared for her attack. Remarg hit the orc at the juncture of his shoulder and neck. It cleaved through the ringmail armor with ease and crunched deep into the orc's chest.

  Beckdom turned and ran as Karina kicked the dead orc away from him, wrenching Remarg free from the gory flesh it had been imbedded in. The two remaining orcs fumbled for their swords, but more beams of light from Helga slew one of them. The last one yanked out his sword and made to stab Helga, but was engulfed from behind by a gout of flame. He screamed and writhed as the flame burned through his armor and seared him. The stench of burnt flesh permeated the air as he fell to the floor.

  "I can't leave you for a moment, can I?" griped Lorilei from the hallway outside Karina's broken door.

  "Beckdom! He's getting away!" yelled Karina, dashing out the door and down the steps. He was followed immediately by Phartom, Lorilei and Helga.

  Karina dashed out the main door of the inn into the street. The full moon revealed Beckdom running about a block away. Karina knew Beckdom was more familiar with the streets of Woodhall than he was and would probably escape. Still, he began to run after him, but pulled up short when he heard a whooshing sound coming from behind him. He turned around only to see Lorilei and Helga running out of the inn.

  Spinning back around, Karina saw Phartom, in her true form, land directly in front of Beckdom. She grabbed him by the front of his shirt and yanked him to a halt. Having a six-foot tall, bat-winged, barb-tailed, horned demon grabbing you at night is enough to scare anyone. Beckdom screamed in terror as he pissed and shit on himself. His arms flailed about to try and get free. Phartom yanked him up by his shirt and ardently kissed him.