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Chapter 32 by BronzePlaceWriter BronzePlaceWriter

Does Vrasha accept?

What kind of story is this? Of course she does!

Vrahsa thought for a long moment. The only sound was the crackling of the flames. Slowly, she looked up to Elody, who was still flushing red at the thought of what she had proposed.

"Very well." Vrashsa said, though the dryness of her throat. "I've had human lovers before, but you will be the first spirit, Elody. I wonder if you will feel different."

"I...I will try to please you..." Elody stuttered. She began to step around the fire, her naked body inviting. Vrasha felt her own desire grow in anticipation. Her pussy ached to be filled, and she wanted to indulge herself right away. But before she did, she had to check out a few things.

"Before we start." She said, stopping Elody with a gesture. "I want to know some things."

"Y-yes?"

"That body of yours, it's not your true self, is it?"

"No." Elody admitted. "This form I took based on your desires, and on what I remembered from other women and myself. The body is a projection. I am in the trees, the earth, the river. I am the forest, the forest is me. We are one and the same."

"But you can still feel it like it's your body?"

"Y-y-yes." Elody nodded bashfully. "I can inhabit this projection if I like, and when I do, it gives me the same sensations as any normal human would feel. I can even tailor it if you like... change aspects of it at will... My hair colour or length, my height, my breast size, my overall shape..."

"Handy." Muttered Vrasha. "Lotta people would kill for that sort of power. And not just for sex."

"It's something that all spirits can do." Elody said. "I-if we're old enough, that is. At first, you just look like you did when you were alive... but then you begin to fuse to your source of power... after that, you forget what you looked like but you can project yourself as anything you want. Y-you can even look like your old self again, if you can find an image or a statue."

"I see.," Vrasha said. "Can you also affect internal changes?"

"I don't understand...?"

"Sensitivity, Elody." Vrasha said, slowly rising to her own feet. The heat of the flame against her skin was as nothing to the heat she was feeling now, born of desire and lust. she looked at Elody's naked body, tracing her curves, her hips, her breasts. Her pale skin, and her innocent face. Her long brown hair which fell so beautifully against her back. Vrasha could feel her own pussy moistening at the thought of what was coming, her desire had made her throat dry, she wanted nothing more than to take Elody right now, to throw her to the ground, and have her way with her. To tease her, to make her squirm, beg for release. To make her writhe, showing her things she'd never experienced when alive.

But not yet. Not just yet. She had an idea first, a test drive of sorts. She needed to know the answer to her question.

"Like this, Elody."

Vrasha stalked slowly towards the girl-spirit, like a tiger hunting her prey. At that moment, it didn't matter that Elody had lived for hundreds of years, that she had enough power to crush whole armies. That with a mere wave of a hand, she could destroy Vrasha totally. At that moment, the weight had shifted, and Vrasha was the one in control. Elody stood her ground, gazing at Vrashas' naked body with a mixed amount of awe, amazement and lustful shame. Vrasha could feel her gaze, like the gaze of a pure virgin girl, who was both anticipating and fearing the next few minutes. She wanted to have sex, that much she had made clear, but it seemed that she was hesitant now the moment had come. She was worried.

Vrasha stalked behind the girl. Pressing herself up against Elody's back. Vrasha's breasts gently nestled into her skin, and the contact sent waves of desire racing through the general. Elody jumped in shock, and tried to look around, but Vrasha told her to remain where she was.

Slowly, Vrasha pressed herself into Elody, her head looking over the smaller woman's shoulder. Her brown hair parting for her as she did. In spite of the fact that this body was an illusion, Vrasha could feel the warmth of Elody's skin. She could sense her excitement and desire in the way goosebumps rose across her body at their contact.

"Did you ever touch yourself?" Vrasha whispered softly into her ear. Elody jumped at the contact, as Vrasha's hands softly stroked down the sides of her shoulders. Their skin touched, Vrasha felt waves of excitement and arousal.

"Touch myself?" Elody asked, trying to shield her face as she felt Vrasha's arms creeping lower and lower, softly skimming across her pale skin, tracing an intricate, narrowing pattern across her lower chest, then starting to slowly circle upwards. Elody shivered with anticipation. "I don't...don't understand...."

"I think you do." Vrasha whispered into her ear again. "You know, when you were alone. When you were mortal, did you ever take the chance to play with yourself? To touch your breasts, to stroke them, to pinch them... to feel your nipples harden with desire when you had thoughts of lust?"

"I don't..."

"Like this."

Elody jumped suddenly, as Vrasha's hands gently moved to the base of her breasts. The skin there was warm, soft. Her arousal was evident as her nipples hardened. Vrasha stroked upwards slowly, gently, running her hands across Elody's chest. Elody gasped, breathing heavily.

"I don't...I didn't....ah..."

"Liar." Vrasha said. "You may be a thousand year old spirit, but before that, you were a teenager, weren't you? And no teenager is going to endure all of their fantasies and desires, and not touch themselves for release."

"I might have...I uh..." Elody stuttered, feeling Vrasha's fingers close around her nipples. She closed her eyes, feeling the friction of her thumb and forefinger gently grinding them between them.

"You feel this, don't you." Vrasha whispered into her ear again. "This sensation as I touch your breasts. You like it?"

"I...I...y-yes." Elody flushed again as she admitted it. "I like this feeling."

"Did you ever do it yourself?"

"M-maybe once or twice." She admitted.

"And lower... did you touch yourself down there as well?"

"N-no!" Elody said. "That is... I was...I was told that this was wrong... to touch oneself before marriage."

"Then, you are going to enjoy this." Vrashsa said, as her other hand slowly started to descend, Elody froze, realising where it was going, but being unable to stop it. Waiting frozen in anticipation as Vrasha's hand dropped lower and lower.

Vrasha's hand found Elody's pussy at last. She started slowly, not bothering to enter her, or even peel back her labia. Instead, she simply started to rub her gently, her hand moving back and forth, applying a gentle friction to her loin. Elody gaped, her head slowly started to arch back as the feeling wore on and on, Vrasha slowly increased the intensity, moving up the speed.

"This feeling." Vrasha said. "You told me you could modify your body. Can you make it so that you feel more? In your breasts and pussy? Increase your nerve endings, maybe?"

"I...I..." Elody gasped. "I could...but this feels so strong already, Vrasha… if I did that..."

"You wanted to scream, didn't you?" Vrasha pressed. "You wanted to beg and cry, and climax? You have an advantage over any other woman, Elody. You can make yourself more sensitive, experience everything as though it is the first time. Never dull a sensation."

"I don't.... This is so much..." Elody flushed again, though her lower self was pressing into Vrasha's hands as she tried to grind against her. "If I did any more..."

"You said anything I wanted." Vrasha reminded her. "It was one of the terms, right? You said that if I wanted, you could modify your body. This is what I want."

"I...I did." Elody admitted. That was the thing about spirits. They took their bargains seriously. Even in the face of something like this. Reluctantly, she tore herself away from Vrasha's grasp, taking a couple of strides backwards, and then turning to look at her. A moment passed, as she closed her eyes. Nothing seemed to change about her body.

"Okay." She said, in a small voice. "It's done. This form is... my body is more sensitive now... B-but please, Vrasha! I've never done anything like this before! I know I said I wanted to scream, but be gentle with me!"

What does Vrasha do?

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