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The energy enveloping her begins concentrating onto the dagger, she is still transformed but no longer glowing. "Grok this might sting but the ritual requires a mark." She stabs the dagger into Groks neck piercing his hide, which was easier than expected, the light travels around his neck and forms a collar of glowing runes, they burn with a warm heat, Groks eyes fill with the same purple light for a flash in that moment all the pain in his body dissipates, Ryenas form returns mostly to normal, she is as curvy as she was when transformed but the purple skin and horns are gone. Grok feels a faint connection to her now, like a small pull, she falls over exhausted, Grok catches her on some uncontrollable urge to protect her even if moments ago he wanted to rip her apart.

With her in his arms there is another instinct urging him to do something more, the smell of her so close arouses him, but that connection to her fights his primal instincts back. Grok thinks with all that has happened in the last hour he needs to rest and think. Grok places Ryena on the straw pile and he moves away from her. In all the frantic happenings Grok notices one thing is missing, the book, the thing disappeared. For the next hour Grok walked around the small cave driven by curiosity as much as necessity. Asking questions about what has transpired, contemplating everything, he knows so little about the world, he wonders if he should have taken that other cheat the goddesses mentioned "Pro Gamer HUD" perhaps it would have cleared more of these things up, but he couldn't resist taking on more power. With this realization he decides to find some empty parchment and a pen to write down everything, which is easier said than done, being huge and having claws made using human size pens a pain.

After a solid 20 minutes of failing at scribbling with the ancient ink pens and parchment he sighs as he looks at the jumbled letters, His writing looks worse than a toddlers, for a moment he asked himself, "Why am I trying my old language?", for some reason he can understand this language and writing of this world he can look at the various parchments and clearly understand them, He also could understand and speak to Ryena, then he came to the idea "Maybe this body knows more then I think?" He looks at the scaled twisted forms of his hands, feels things with them, "It is strange indeed, familiar but everything is new?" he stands and walks away from the sad scribbling.

As he wanders around he notices more things in the room, as well as more things about himself, he feels all the sensations of this body, some more overwhelming than anything in his past life. His vision is wider and sharper than before, he can smell things scents are stronger, and some never experienced before, his hearing is just as good as his past life but his sense of touch is dulled around the places his scaly hide is thicker. He tries to stretch his wings but the cave is too small for any proper tests. He tail has a will of its own unless he focuses on it. His body is a strange mixture of humanoid dragon warped by some unnatural existence. Another feeling he has is a power of nothing before in his old world, its not physical strength but an energy. He focuses the energy and in his mind sees the flow of energy around where the runes where on the wall, one of them looks familiar then he thinks "Ice", the power gathers in his hand and he points at the wall a ray of cold light shoots forth from his finger and where it hits a thin layer of ice has formed.

In his observations Grok notices that the room seems not to have any obvious exits, besides the stray pile bed and desk piled with parchments he finds a simple larder chest of foods, his body immediately craves the smoked salted meat shanks, he consumes half the stock of food, enough to last a normal human 3 days. Satisfied with a full belly he decides to continue his search.

By the time Ryena awakens the small cavern that was moderately clean looks like a pack of wild dogs have ravaged the place, Grok sits clawing at a stone wall like a poor puppy been locked inside too long. He noticed a faint trace of magic in this particular location but didn't have a clue how to activate it. Ryena yawns "Seems my pet has made a mess and wants to run wild." As she stands and stretches the stiffness out of her back she notices that he body has changed a bit. "You know those goddesses have a keen since of humor, promises of power never mentioned needing a new wardrobe." Grok just watches her for a moment and whines " So I am no better than a dog now?" She retorts "Well look at the state of my humble home, you have really no manners we are going to need to change that. First things first, clean up your mess." the latter part in a commanding tone. Grok resists a little and the runes on his neck begin to feel a little tighter. he grumbles and saunters over the the mess he left of the larder. "Fine."

During the moment he cleans up, Ryena has removed her robes that covered and hidden her figure, underneath a dark silken dress she has on clings to her curves. Grok looks at her for a moment that bond there like a rope tied around his neck pulling and that primal need can be felt in the back of his mind, he asks "What am I?" in his mind, A voice answers back softly, Ryenas voice "Mine", a moment passes and in a confused stare his heart beat thrumming "You know my thoughts?" his scaly hide seeming to glisten from anxiety and arousal. "You spoke to me using our bond. It is a magical bond that connects us, the bond of master and familiar. I can feel you, I can speak to you, and I control you." the last statement he feels a tug on the rope, "Now come here pet, I wish to get a better look at my new toy." He doesn't resist this time.

She eyes Grok, as he approaches, when he is close enough she tugs at the knot tying his makeshift skirt, he feels a bit shameful at this state and hides his genitals, not yet erect but feelings of arousal still urge him on, she pauses for a moment and states "You are a servant of dark powers but you feel weak willed for such a creature, what are you Grok?", he replies "I was...human, I made bargain, I am..." he pauses thinking the goddesses are still listening and he feels out that bond between him and Ryena, "from another world. " In that moment nothing happened no shift in his perception, no whispers of the goddesses, except Ryena had a moment of surprise. and he spoke "Grok now" , She responded "Well former human Grok, we need you to become more comfortable to your new self. She looks up at him and sends a message "You were a human, but now you must play the monster, I understand what its like to have everything suddenly change.", she places her hand over his "You must be so stressed by this whole experience poor pet" she gently forces him to move aside his hands, "You and I have a duty to our oaths, you must learn to bare all these heavy burdens" she gently caresses his large balls with one hand, the primal need within him finding a root now but he resists acting like a beast, his long penis slowly slithers out of his sheath, it is slick and wiggling with a mind of its own and slowly wraps around one of her hands leaving a trail of slimy lubricant. "My what a naughty pet, defiling my hand" she feels a warmth run threw her, from her own knowledge she know creatures of the dark have unusual traits, natural aphrodisiac lubricant is among them.

Grok is both surprised and awestruck by his snake like appendage, it takes a focus to control the thing just like his tail a mind of its own he focuses on releasing her. Ryena unlashes her dress from her shoulders and it falls to the ground revealing all of herself. Ryenas long curly black locks drape ontop of her full C bosom, her body tone is well developed and there is a light scar across her belly, an old wound stretched thin, her hips are moderately wide and a full buttocks hangs behind her. She has a light patch of black hair above her above average sized vulva. As the aphrodisiac works its way threw Ryena Groks keen sense of smell picks up her arousal, that urge pulsing harder in him, his penis growing harder nearly 20 inches continuing to grow, reaching out to the hand it just released. She says in a comforting tone towards his dick "Now little beast you must not rush" she grabs the red serpent it slithers in her hands, her body flushes with the additional dose of erotic fluid. "It seems the goddesses did not just change you" she smiles at Grok while rubbing one of her breasts. His snake grows to full mast, 26 inchs long winding around her arms the ribbing gripping her and a small knot forming at his base. "My my what a gift the goddesses gave you, she picks up the pace of her handjob. Groks balls pulse veins becoming more visible as it slowly churns, the knot grows, nearly the size of an orange, precum leaking like a faucent, he moans in pleasure. Ryena manages to free one of her hands from the slick mess her breathing heavy she begins rubbing herself, the aphrodisiac effects amplifying her masturbation.

Grok hand wanders to her breast, he tries gently kneading them but underestimates his strength and she moans at the action. She climax feminine cum drips down her legs, her grip tightens on Groks cock. rubbing harder, her other hand wanders back to his cock, grabbing at his knot, it pulses, thick veins pumping hot blood, nearly the size of a grapefruit, she moves closer his erect dick now squirming in her cleavage. Both breathing heavy, she increases her pace with both hands, he feels his balls clench hard, his swollen knot hard, and he cums between her breasts. Nearly a half gallon of hot spunk on the first load, she pushes his pulsing knot in her breasts and squeezes. He cums again nearly the same, and a third time but the flow much lighter and again his cock twitch and only a spurt. She is covered in the white sticky goo. a rather substantial puddle on the floor as well.

He slumps to the ground cock still slithering seeking attention, he ideally rubs his slick dick, Ryena pulls off, "Well pet looks like you might have a greater need than I thought" she chants a few words and the spunk on her and the floor disappears with the magic, though Grok is still a mess, breathing heavy he says "You will need to teach me that spell." his cock slowly being willed to retreat.