Try to find something useful to summon.

Using the knowledge you gained from the vision you cast the spell that summons your book. The large tome is a bit heavy and you decide to sit down on the branch, legs crossed, and set it in your lap. Looking through the pages you find several names of some kind of demon or other creature along with a brief sentence or two on what they are, as well as several other creatures that a brief glimpse tells you have their own direct uses as well. As you turn through the pages for a couple of hours you eventually come across the description of a creature that it seems you are able to ask questions of powerful unnamed entities to help guide your actions. All you need is to summon some little creature listed in the spell and use it's entrails for the casting. “Yuck. I don't think I want to do that.” You say to no one in particular. Continuing you start to loose hope when you find the name Sutocralia with the description listed as seer, and your knowledge of fantasy tells you that might be a good place to start. You look over the summoning spell again and again to be sure you have it right. Finally once you are sure you deftly climb down the tree, find a patch of dry land, and cast the spell. As you utter the last word of the incantation you instantly feel a bit foolish, but a second later there is a puff of black acrid smoke and standing in front of you is an incredibly beautiful woman wearing a soft white dress that covers her from neck to toe, giving only a glimpse of her perfect slender bare feet peeking from underneath as the wind gently tugs at her dress.

“Who might you be child?” She asks in a melodious voice.

Peering deep into her dark blue eyes you can't help but answer, “I was hoping you could tell me that.” Before you even know it you have snuggled up to her. The warmth of her body is intense as she envelops you into the folds of her garment.

“Why child, I know the name of the one that used to wear that body, it was Djuvulia, but I most certainly do not know you. I sense a kindness in you she never possessed.” At some point as she continues you feel the softness of her flesh as she draws you deeper into her flowing dress. “Come here my pet, I see you haven't even tasted my kind yet, allow me to be your first.”

“What do you mean?” You start to ask as you loose yourself in her soft words, softer flesh, and gentle touch. Then any further questions are silenced as you feel something quite unfamiliar touch against your lips. A gentle pressure of flesh strains to **** itself into your mouth, confused and with the overwhelming **** of calm that is washing over you causes you to relent to such an intrusion that you wouldn't normally give in to. As the long thin rigid meat works it's way into you, the taste is unlike anything you have ever tasted. Sweet yet salty with a hint of musty warmth that threatens to control you. Deeper and deeper it digs into your throat till you are sure it has reached your belly and beyond. It fills you up then is drawn back, again and again you suckle on the winding snake that seeks to make a nest within you. Suddenly a moment of panic overtakes you as you gasp for breath after far too long the thing fills your throat. This and only this feeling of drowning snaps the effect finally and you struggle with your hands to find purchase and push the creature from you. Your hands only find more softness, more flesh, but somehow you are able to dislodge the member from within you and gasp for breath.

“Do you not find me attractive?” The creature asks of you her cock, as you now know it to be, slips from your lips finally. “Let me fill you.” She demands once again and you can feel hands, and more, gripping at the metal garment covering your womanhood. Then to your surprise as she takes hold of the metal she recoils as if stung. “I see you know a few of her tricks.” The now no less attractive figure spits venomously at you and you finally find yourself free from her clutches. “Why did you call me here?”

Wiping a few drops of a mix of what you now know is cum and spit from your sexy lips, you look at her with a new clarity. “Why am I here?”

“Baah, why should I answer you. You know nothing of this world and have nothing you can offer me.”

It is then that you have a new form of vision, this one is more violent and feels like you are watching a movie unfold. In the vision you are back in the tree awakened by the approach of the snake as you did earlier, however this time rather than talk to it you simply snatch it up and rip it's head from it's body, quickly devouring the body like some kind of ravenous beast as you do. Then, black died lips stained with the fresh blood of your kill, you stand and stretch. The vision at this point giving you a view of what your new body fully looks like. While your skin is very pale, your lips and nails seem to have been permanently died black, and by the looks of your work on the snake, your nails and teeth must be rather sharp as well. You also see your hair is shaved around the sides, with what is left on top pulled into a single long braid of black, held in place by 3 silver hoops as it falls down your back to just below your shoulder blades. As the vision continues you also see you have a tattoo in the small of your back of what you somehow know is a protective circle against harmful magic in deep black ink. Then you see your body pull forth the dagger, let a single drop of blood fall from her index finger, and before it hits the ground far below she chants a foul sounding incantation that causes the world to shake. She lets out a chuckle as you see the rubbery tentacles of some forbidden creature that lay imprisoned below where you now stand. As a huge hungry beak rises from the black depths the chuckle becomes a wicked laugh that resonates in the jungle till it becomes a cacophony of noise that threatens, even in this foul vision, to drive out your sanity. Then the creature rises below her, you see your body simply step from the branch and fall into the waiting maw of the creature below. As the steely beak of the infernal creature snaps your body into pieces, however the world stops and you see the crystalline creature from your dream appears, doll in hand, and touches your body in the beak of the foul beast. As it does time races backward till it slaps home as you jolted awake earlier.

With that time resumes, you are again face to face with a summoned creature you now know is one of many evil creatures your former self gained the knowledge of. You also now why you were here, to give yourself to some horrific creature and unleash it on this world. Looking to the creature in front of you, you also see the fear in her eyes that tells you that she too saw what might have been. “I guess we know why the former me was here, but now I have to ask. Why am I here in this body? Or is it to simply repeat her fate?”