A summoning spell.

Glory's minions hurried to bring out the necessary items for her spell. A team of vampires brought in sections of thick steel bars and began bolting them together to form two sturdy cages in the middle of the room. Two bronze vases were placed on the floor and a demon resembling a humanoid crocodile that was skilled in evil wizardry produced a huge arcane tome bound in human flesh. Glory watched the activity impatiently tapping her foot.

"For fucks sake hurry it along minions." Glory urged. "I know the saying is that **** is a dish best served cold, but this goddess says screw that."

The crocodile snouted wizard began measuring magical ingredients into the two bronze containers, running a taloned finger down the page in the big grimoire and checking each item off.

"We really were lucky to get these urns of Shab Giggeroth your munificence." The demonic wizard commented, his speech heavily accented by his snout and teeth. "It turned out the pair was up for sale on E-bay from a little old sorceress in Bulgaria. She was really helpful so I made sure to leave positive feedback, but the air freight was a bitch. Apparently she got them from...."

"Did I ask for the life story of these fucking jugs?" Glory demanded. "Well did I?"

"No your ineffableness." The wizard mumbled sheepishly.

"Thank you, now is all the shit you need in the pots?" She asked.

"Not quite oh peach buttocked one." The wizard replied. "Some of your own bodily fluid will be needed to act as the interdimensional medium and bind the summoned to your service."

"You need my blood?" Glory queried, making the wizard return to the book and read hurriedly.

"It doesn't stipulate a specific fluid oh golden tressed...err...ness." He stuttered. "I think any bodily liquid would suffice."

Glorificus sighed and hitching up her short skirt stepped over the pots and squatted down. Spreading her knees she looked up to find every minion in the room staring at her exposed pussy with dreamy smiles on their faces.

"Isn't it funny how you just can't go when someone's looking no matter how much you need to?" Glory asked. "And yes that was a big hint cretins."

Glory's minions looked embaressed and with muttered apologies shuffled around to face the wall. Glory spread her pink labia with her fingers and touched a fingertip to the dimpled pit of her uretha. A second or two of rubbing brought a deep sigh from the blonde goddess and a golden stream of hot piss fountained into the pots. When the pots were each half filled Glory's flow weakened to a drizzle and then stopped. She looked around and spotted the latino vampiress that she'd called forward earlier still beside her. She prodded the girls fleshy daisy dukes clad ass.

"You, wipe." She ordered curtly.

The vampire girl ran and fetched a sponge and dabbed Glory's pussy. Once she was satisfied that her goddeses cooch was clean she made to step back.

"I didn't say stop." Glory growled.

The vampire resumed her rubbing, using the sponge to frig Glory's clit. The goddess started to sigh contentedly and the girl increased speed, holding Glory's pussylips wide so that the rough surface of the sponge rasped on the soft inner labial lips. Glory cried out and then her hips shook violently as she orgasmed. Once she'd finished spasming in ecstasy Glory motioned the girl away.

"OK, now what?" Glory barked standing back up.

The crocodile wizard dropped one of the sanitory towels into each pot and then pulled the strands of hair from the hairbrushes and dropped them into the pots too. Muttering an incantation in an outlandish and long dead language the liquid in the pots started to bubble and hiss. As wisps of smoke appeared from the pots he hurriedly picked them up and placed one in each of the cages. He shut the cage doors and vampires stepped forward to chain the shut in case anything went awry with the spell.

"What no explosions?" Glory wondered aloud.

The wisps of smoke from the pots steadily thickened until the formed a pillar, then slowly at first and then with increasing speed the smoke rotated until the pillars looked like miniature tornadoes. Through the smoke solid shapes could be seen coalescing the smoke diminishing in relation to to whatever was forming inside. After a minute all the smoke had disappeared and two figures were complete inside the cages.