The truth is revealed.

No sooner do you ask the question do you get an answer. However the answer doesn't come from her, well not like one would normally expect. Your eyes widen suddenly and a slight flash gives you a fraction of the insight that your former self knew. The creature you summoned, much like any of the creatures, were not usually brought there for their insight, they were brought there to be used. You now know what you can do, this creature if you milk it's seed is the ingredient needed to cast a spell that allows you to divine 3 questions from the creatures beyond this reality. “Let me see what you are hiding under that dress.” You say almost trying to be a bit seductive, almost surprising yourself a bit.

“You want me?” She asks apparently now afraid of you. As you approach she pulls the folds aside, but as before they billow and blow in the wind and you find yourself once again pulled into their depth. It is then when you realize the creature in front of you is most likely far from humanoid in form and the dress and creature are apparently one in the same. “Yes drink me my darling. How I have missed your gentile touch. Your soft lips.” She purrs as once again the fleshy cock head finds your mouth and pushes it's way in. Yet now with your mind much more clear, now able to somewhat resist her intoxicating scent, that it is easily more than 3' long and as it worms it's way down your throat you further realize it does indeed enter and wind it's way into your stomach. But suck you do as it is her seed you are after, and apparently your stomach is the bowl you will use to collect the sample. “Yes, no other is as good as you. It is so good to have you back, I missed you so Djuvulia.” Her praises soon turn to moans and gasps of ecstasy as you bob up and down on her impossibly long shaft, only pulling back to lick and nibble at the tip when you need to take a breath, but you never stop working on her, as your nimble fingers stroke and fondle the shaft with every slurping push. “Oh yes.” She yells finally hours later and you see a frightening sight. Coming up the shaft in front of your eyes is a bulge easily 4” diameter, but before you can hope to react it hits your face and your jaws distend painfully as it smashes past and slaps at the back of your throat. No sooner has it **** into your throat, the bulge visible as it works it's way in, your face is already back into shape due to the ritual that strengthened your body. It takes nearly a minute to slide down your throat till it bursts forth into your stomach. You slump, exhausted by the effort, and begin to pull back from the massive cock to let it draw out of you. However, to your horror it seems the head has folded back, or let out a barb, or something because the more you pull the more the pressure builds against your stomach wall. Then you see why, eyes wide you now see what you have gotten yourself into. Worming it's way through the shaft again and again you are eventually fed 66 of the massive lumps, that now feel like boulders inside of you. “I am so happy you will birth my seed my darling.” She coos as she finally pulls her cock from your body and you collapse to the ground, looking far more than 9 months pregnant with the creatures within you.

Hand on your massive belly, you look to her lovely face with a new realization of how horrific a creature she truly is, as you somehow know full well her brood will devour you from within as they hatch. “You may go.” With a wave of your hand she is sent back to where she came. “Uugh I was expecting cum.” You say to the world around you rubbing your swollen belly and call forth your book to be sure you have the ritual correct. A part of you almost feels bad as you know the magic will completely consume the eggs within you, but you are also fully aware of the consequences of letting them remain, not to mention the idea of unleashing so many more of her kind on the world. It takes but a few seconds to speak the foul sounding words of the spell and as the last guttural syllable is uttered the pressure in you instantly is abated and your body snaps back to it's lovely perfect slender normal self once again.

“What is your first question?” A Powerful, almost deafening voice booms in your head, knocking you to your knees.

“Why was I brought here?”

As you utter the question your mind is filled with the image of a black storm rising over a grassy tranquil field. The storm builds and builds till it envelops a small village, and you see as it does hundreds of skeletal creatures clamor into the village till everything living there has been torn apart. Then the booming voice answers, “You will stop the scourge from destroying this world. Second question.”

“Which creatures in my book can I summon safely?”

The book flips in an instant to page one and your arm rises and pulls a small needle like object from the first band that holds your hair. Your hand then dips it into the small black heart tattoo you didn't really notice earlier at your hip, and seems to fill itself with ink. Over the next few seconds your arm, controlled from without, marks each entry with a symbol that denotes if it is something to be killed and used, left for your enemies to deal with, bartered with, or simply used for some purpose as you did with the oracle beast. “Final question.” It demands as it finishes.

“Ok. Which way do I need to go?”

As soon as you utter the question your sight seems to leave your body and fly quickly across the globe before finally stopping in a massive city far to the north. “The city of Mullhaven.” Then your vision returns to your head and your mind screams as the entity leaves you. The strain of the events causes you to black out, slumping over onto your side in the soft moss covered jungle floor.