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Chapter 8 by Tunathetitan Tunathetitan

What the heck happened?

Well It's interesting

"Mmmmm, more is given. That I may grow..." The voice is strong. Bringing forward a strong sense of power. A dark mountain is shown in the distance. Nothingness on all sides. The darkness fills the skies. Thunder and lightning flash out. Zooming in we come to the top of the mountain. And with one last roar of thunder. A crack appears at the tip of the mountain.


When Sarah woke up. Something was wrong. She wasn't sure what was happening. But she did not feel right. Nothing was sore. She felt completely rejuvenated. Nothing could stop her. She was full of energy. And ready to get back to work. Sliding up her mattress she realized she didn't remember what happened he night before. She had another session of lost masturbation. But collapsed before she could consciously go to bed. She tried to remember what happened. But it was all a dark blur after her orgasm. She decided to check her phone and see if anyone she had any messages that were worthy of merit. In looking down however she noticed her figure had changed. Her breasts had increased in size. They weren't saggy but they were easily a cup or two bigger. Her nipples and areola were much more encompassing of her breasts. Getting up she decides to go look in the mirror. And her breasts were not the only thing that changed. Her thighs were taught, her ass had volume and bounce, her waist was much slimmer. Her skin overall had a much greater softness. What could have caused this.

Looking over at the idol on the side of her bed. "I don't remember bringing that in." She turns to go look over at it. Going over she noticed that there was a new pigment on it. There was a diamond of pink on the face of the statue. Giving the "eye" an actual degree of pigment. Holding it up it oddly feels as though it had a degree of warmth. It was entrancing looking at the "eye" something wonderful about the curved scrawls around it. Or the pattern of the rune on the eye itself. Or the eye's color compared to the other stuff lying around. Incessantly her attention was focused on different aspects of the idol. Her eyes transfixed to it. Idly she turns her hips and ends up sitting on the edge of the bed.

What happens next?

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