Try the door like a fool

Aaralon crossed to the great southern tower the home of the staff of the Battle School. The late hour, secluded location and the harshness of Tar'oths command let him try the door to the tower. It yielded to his simple touch. Never before to his knowledge had a mere student crossed the precipices of this great place.

He was stunned by the great hall as he entered the tower, it was definitely greater in size on the inside than it was on the out. He realised the whole place was alive with magic this place had not been built it had been created.

Realising that he was likely to be seen he cast the spell of the concealment where his body would blend into the back ground he quickly disrobed so his skin would have the ability to blend as required. Despite having cum only a short period before his cock was still rigid and a source of embarrassment to him notwithstanding his near invisibility.

The urgency of the command made him reach out with his mind to find Mistress Jannas' rooms his search took but a few seconds for him to find his goal.

Unseen and unknown by Aaralon he was being watched. What fool enters the realm of the Battle School with out so much as a cast to detect magic. This was the Battle School did not the fact that there was lock upon the door raise surprise, was he not suspicious that not a single soul could be seen in the great hall. What a fool this child was, he had tripped many of the simple traps and all the complex ones cast by magic over this great place. The Lords of Magic need only see what was his objective before they intervene.

Aaralon was indeed lucky he met no opposition and mistress Janna was not in her room but there in plain sight was the Ruby necklace. As he reached to seize it, it vanished as did the entire room. He found him self in a cell confined by obvious magic, there before him were the Lords of Battle including Mistress Janna.

Master Obalith turned to Mistress Janna and said;

"The crime belongs to you as does the student, what say you as to action"

"First let him speak to his own defence, Talk student and make your words true least we banish you to hell" responded Mistress Janna

And talk Aaralon did explaining in great detail what he had done and begged forgiveness from the council of the Battle Lords.

Mistress Janna spoke;

"First it was a preoccupation with your penis size that bound you to this regretful task. If a large penis is your desire then so be it from this day forth your penis will be like that of a horse eighteen inches in length", and with a small incantation it was so.

Master Obalith then commanded;

"You have brought Tar'Oth to this place and you we will tell you how"

"Is this my only punishment" asked Aaralon

"It is punishment enough how do you think you will be able to hide you gift in your trousers, every student will know what you have done until you are able to banish the spell they self. Now listen carefully this how to banish the demon ..."