Treasures of Forgotten Times
Triss Merigold had always been a woman of independence, strength and intelligence. Her name had once echoed throughout Temeria, earning the respect of mages and the fear of enemies. But behind that exterior was an emptiness - a loneliness that tore at her from the inside out. After years of wandering and fighting, Triss felt the need for human warmth, for a sense of closeness. She had seen other women find comfort in the arms of their lovers, and it made her acutely jealous.
She had tried many dates, but anyone who found out she was a warlock, much less from the lodge, ran from the date like a wolfhound after its prey. Triss couldn't even be angry about this, since most of the continent's inhabitants were skeptical of sorceresses. And after her failure at Kovir, she was written off.
In search of a solution, Triss often visited local libraries, temple ruins, and archives, hoping to find something that could change her life. It was there, among the dusty volumes, that she came across the very book, A Treatise of Ancient Enchantments: Treasures of Forgotten Times.
Flipping through the yellowed pages, Triss came across a spell called “The Calling of the Perfect Lover.” The description stated the following:
This spell is for those who are lonely and in need of inimical satisfaction. It can summon any number of lovers (within 20) to fulfill the need of the one in need. But be careful. A single mistake, can cause your delusion to end in a nightmare.
Then followed a full list of ingredients, accessories and spells.
The girl's heart hammered harder. This was the solution she had been waiting for.
- If even the ancient mages believed in the power of this spell, why don't I try it? - she thought, already imagining how she would read the words, surrounded by the soft light of the spell.
She studied the list of ingredients needed. They were rare and hard to find, but nothing seemed impossible for Triss. She set out on a long journey, gathering the necessary ingredients: phoenix feather, mandrake root, unicorn blood, and even a nymph's tear.
Days turned into weeks and nights into long hours of meditation and preparation. Every action was imbued with meaning and magic, for Triss knew that her sexual satisfaction depended on it.
When all the ingredients were gathered, the day of the ritual arrived. Triss secluded herself in her tower, where the walls were covered with ancient scrolls and lit only by flickering candles. She arranged the ingredients in a circle, reciting the ancient words that seemed to arise in her soul.
After complying with the first three items, it was time to undress. Triss, normally shy, quickly pulled off all her clothes. As she stood naked before the magic circle, she felt a strange thrill, a mixture of fear and excitement. Her body, accustomed to armor and spells, was now open to the world, like a map of her soul revealed to the universe.
Merigold strode playfully across the cold wooden floor, Merigold strode playfully across the cold wooden floor, feeling the energy fill her every cell.
She sat down in front of the potion cauldron and continued the ritual, making magic runes with her hands.
With each spoken word, the room was filled with mystical energy. The air grew denser, and the candles danced like living creatures. Triss felt the magic soak into her, filling every cell of her body, energizing her with strength and confidence.
When the last words were spoken, a bright flame erupted in the center of the circle, then disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. Triss felt her consciousness fall into a blissful sleep.
- It shouldn't be like this, - the girl thought before her body collapsed to the floor.
The runes were left in the air. The magic resumed again, continuing the ritual. And the sleeping girl did not see how, after a while, all the light faded, plunging the whole room into darkness.
The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight entered the room through the narrow windows of the tower, Triss slowly opened her eyes.
- Oh, my head, - she whispered, sitting up carefully.
Almost immediately, she noticed the first oddity of her awakening. She ran her hand over her face and reached her neck, which was covered with a thin collar.
- What the...? - The girl did not have time to think about the discovery, as she immediately felt a strange sensation between her legs - as if something had changed. With difficulty overcoming her fear, she looked down and saw... a cock dangling between her legs.
THE END OF PART ONE