A blessed Reunion

You are about to turn and begin getting to know your region-specific companions when a shockwave hits your pocket dimension. The effect is jarring but not harmful, like a jump scare. Still, you and your battle capable companions made ready for a fight. Casters and non-combatants pulled into a semi separate cluster freeing you to maneuver yet staying close enough to be within range of your protection and the incercaling warriors. You were pleased that despite their differences; all your companions fell into formation together.

The main exception being the Kiya and Ojoxxotal the two moving to flanking positions their power and bulk making them excellent hammers to swing around the anvil of your other companion's formation. With everyone ready you took the time to try and identify both the source and the nature of the disturbance. To your surprise it had a Devine flavor to it and tied another individual to your pocket dimension while empowering the dimension with a wellspring of mana and life ****. The source seemed to be an indavidual approaching from beyond the dimension Elderia was part of. “Everyone, hold. I don’t think this is a hostile ****. They feel… familiar.”

Confused looks are sent your way but most everyone seems to relax of their hair trigger readiness. Feeling the incoming being focus on you, you make a quick decision and move to stand apart from your companions. As the most durable combatant present, if you were wrong about the intentions of the incoming being you had the best chance of surviving a surprise alpha strike.

Then a portal opened in front of you and a very familiar Red headed missile flew out. “Honey!!” To say you are suppressed would be a gross understatement. However, the reunion of your soulmate and love trumps any pesky thing like disbelief or doubt. You rear and catch your wife as she barrels into you. “Melissa? How? How are you here?” “That crazy uncle of yours, Joe left one last extraordinary gift!”

You are holding your wife, against all the odds, against all probabilities or reason, your wife is in your arms again! You feel a tear fall from your eye and she looks up at just the right moment. A magic older than the multiverse, older than any known entity, acknowledges. The power of bonded hearts and souls of live mates and bonded pairs, love, lust, longing, and hope. The oldest of Magics empowered by your new empowered bodies stirs. Motes of golden light begin to flow between the two of you. “My husband, I see you and call you mine again. We shall walk again beside each other sharing all burdens and pleasures, all joys and sorrows, till the last light fades.” Melissa’s voice carrie’s a strange resonance. Unbidden words come to your mind, and you find you have to give them voice. “My wife, I see you and call you mine again. We shall walk again beside each other sharing all burdens and pleasures, all joys and sorrows, till the last light fades.” While the meaning of the words is the understood by all, the language you spoke is known only by four presant.

Sephillia satires in utter shock, the most powerful of Deamon Rulers may hold one or two of the first words but the two before her had spoken the primal tong.

Elyria was only able to keep the shock and fear from her face through supreme will. She had been present when the Gods had used the first words in sacred ritual but for two who should be mortal to use the language was beyond impossible.

Ashiielwyn was dumbfounded she had thought she had taken the measure of her new lord husband but now? Now she had to reconsider.

The Djin Roxana was rubbing her eyes in disbelief. She was having trouble believing that she had heard the dawn cant. A language from a time when thought and will could mold and shape reality like clay. Now she was very glad she had followed Melissa on this adventure.

Of course, for you and Melissa the reactions of everyone else are lost. Before now you would have been hesitant and unsure about kissing with a dragon's muzzle. But if the universe thinks a little thing like that is going to stop you it can get bent. The two of you are making it work and well at that. You find you have a surprising degree of control over your lips. Also, Melissa has no trouble with your new non human form. You are pleasantly surprised when she opens up and welcomes your tong down her throat. The wonderful woman always said she wished you could tong fuck her throat and now you can. Melissa groans and grabs the thick fur on your neck practically swallowing your tong down as she rubs her front onto you. Oh, it is so good to have her back. After an unknown amount of time, you two separate your mouths and breath. “Ok, that will hold me over for now. But I will need you pounding me into a mattress tonight.” Melissa growls to you, lust burning in her eyes, voice, and the air around her.

“Gladly, not sure how long it’s been for you, but it’s been far to long for me.” You purr back to her.

“Guess we should get back to introducing everyone eh.”

“Everyone. All is well let us return to our seats and resume our introductions” you call.

At your words everyone returns to the seating area though you notice Sephillia now seems to be a little less comfortable around you sitting on your thrown plinth next to you rather than sprawling atop you. Grix makes the classic blunder of getting within grabbing range of your wife and the godliness soon finds herself snuggled into your wife’s lap with her body being gently explored. Melissa always was a cuddler and apparently having a draconic husband wrapped around her and a sexy goblin concubine little spoon is just right. Meili is retuned to her spot lounging against your chest with your long powerful tail wrapping possessively around all three.

Just before you can resume Melissa asks an important question. “Honey, what name are you going by? Your old one… well not sure it would quite fit.” You turn and smile, you can feel the attention of everyone focus on you “Hmmm, you know, in all the excitement I hadn’t thought about it. Let’s see what to call myself?” You do have to think for a bit what is a good name? “How about… Magnus.” “Mmmhh, Magnus, yes that will sound good bouncing of the walls while you rail me.” “I love you, you filthy woman.”

Hey everyone. Ran across another CYOA collection and created Melissa then ported her hear. I’ll admit to being an old school romantic and found the idea of those left behind and then getting to follow along one that was worth exploring. If you want Melissa’s stats and character creation see the previous 3 chapters I posted. Hope you enjoy.