Awakening

The guards to dragged you to "the construcred temple" and you had an eerie deja vu seeing the pictures of cum on the walls, urinals, but instead of mannequins they were sex dolls with mirrors around the fixed open mouth.

They took you down the long shaft to the circular room at the end where there was a statue of you in a slutty looking wedding dress with your cock extended up and inside your mouth.

The mute spell had ran out you said "You know...I also like long walks on the beach, comic books, you don't have to exclusively honor me with cum and sex dolls"

"Shut it, freak!" The guard ordered.

You were set in front of a panel and your dick shoved through a hole while Sara came in.

"Sara. Seriously. Theres something you need to know!" You tried to warn her yet again. She waved her hand to again cast Silence on you.

"We are now to initiate an awakening ritual on Jane's cock," she announced, " Pray that this works- or our village could be in danger."

"Oh spirit that sleeps

We make our request

To finally awake

For you to cum on his chest"

Beside you, you heard the guards that carried you groan in disgust.

"Oh spirit oh spirit

that lives in a strange place

he'll give you his love

When you cum on his face"

They then began to gag.

"Jane needs a soulmate

That stands when aroused

And one that won't leave

The inside of his mouth"

One of them threw up in his mouth.

Hooded figures walked into the room chanting "marry his mouth. Marry his mouth" while you stared in wide eyed bewilderment. All these people standing around you in your awkward state of feminine undress trying to awaken a spirit in your dick so that they could marry you to it..to make you its bride....it was all so tragic, it was all so WEIRD. Why was any of this necessary...?

"Spirit oh spirit

Janes lover down south

Awake in his dick

And then cum in his mouth"

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The lights wildly flicker while a blue steam emitted from the floor. You felt an energy emit from your cock. A dread filled your soul, shaking you from your sad thoughts, as you felt your torment multiply. You gripped the panel tightly and uttered with your mind, "stay asleep!"

Your flaccid dick arose in a sort of dance.

"Stay asleep!"

It lifted up higher. Your fingernails dug deep into the panel while you winced your eyes tightly and bowed your head concentrating all of your energy into preventing what these freaks were trying to accomplish.

"...stay....asleep..."

Its felt exponentially more powerful than the queen. It was a power so vast that its residence in your dick lended itself to nightmares unimaginable- even after everything you had already been through.

"Please....stay...asle-" you begged while the mere presence of its power cause your jaw to descend, locking your mouth in an open position.

"Hello," you heard a woman's voice right in front of you. You lifted your head up to see your dick right before you. Same monster, different spirit.

"Shes awake!" Sara squealed with delight, "guards present the tonics"

The guards then went to a crate in the corner and pulled out numerous heart shaped bottles. You wondered why they looked familiar until you remembered seeing them in that shop that started all of this.

It was the love potion you had wanted to buy.

"Is this the man that wants to marry his dick," a different female voice asked while the tip brushed against your lips. You wanted more than anything to to close your mouth, but you were unable to. It shot a little spurt of cum in. You gagged.

"He will once you two get acquainted."

"Hes cute," it said, "I just want to crawl inside and never come out"

"Only cum in?"

"Exactly." The two laughed at your demise. As the dick shot three more shots in.

Sara ordered her guards to hold your head to face the living dick while supplying two bottles of the Love Potion into your mouth. You tried to refuse and the guards said, "enjoy this, its the only thing besides cum you're going to be tasting regardless who wins"

A part of you died inside at hearing that, another part of you just wanted to not feel miserable the rest of your life- especially if this WAS to be what the rest of your life was like...

You thought of Rachel, your crush, and how you wanted to be in love with her. You returned to your predicament, staring head on with your own dick. You didn't want to be defeated to the point where you fell in love with your dick. The idea of loving what Sara had designated for you sickened you...but not as much as still being subjected to this life and not loving it.

You let out a sad sigh, stopped wrestling against the guards and allowed them to pour the love potion into your mouth while a tear ran from your eye. You hated yourself for what you were letting them turn you into.