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Chapter 3 by Devil-of-the-pen Devil-of-the-pen

how will you be brought back to existence?

through an unnatural miracle of life

you look off into the pink stary sky of your pocket prison when you suddenly feel lightheaded despite not having a head... it becomes stronger as you suddenly lose consciousness for once in 500 years of confinement.

When you awaken you feel constricted. held tight into a fetal position like your inside of a bag. As you wiggle to get your bearings you feel the walls of your new prison you feel warm wet sliding as if your inside wet cloth but the sensation is oddly comfortable despite your contortion. you turn your head as far as you can around coming to a small diamond shaped light above you. as you watch it you see it slowly opening and closing. you manage to wiggle an arm around orienting it so that you can slide it along the wall towards the hole. as you first make contact with your fingers it shrinks in response you gently stick a finger through feeling it relax slightly only to tense up every time you attempt to reach more into it. you slowly rub and massage it feeling it give way to your hand allowing the full hand through after gentle effort. reaching around you find three surfaces. you can touch. one of stone. and two of supple flesh. gripping a ledge of stone you wiggle around your other arm to the hole slowly but surely widening it to around triple the size it was. as you begin to pull yourself out you first feel the cold sting of cool air hitting your newly made skin as your vision is momentarily blurred a mix of bright yellows and dark browns. you feel resistance as shoulders pop through realizing your breasts are too large to get through. you push on the two fleshy walls beside the hole as you struggle to eventually pull your tits out with a satisfyingly loud *pop* followed by a bloodcurdling animalistic scream from behind you as you start to hear again albeit muffled and distorted. you continue to make your way out feeling another catch as your hips become lodged in the hole. you put your hand on the entrance to leverage your wide figure out and feel a fleshy texture with a small bump at its peak and as you brush by the tip you hear another ungodly shriek as if a deer died which prompts the hole to clamp down onto you like a rope digging into you. but finally with a little additional **** you manage to exit with loud wet slurping noises as the rest of your body slides out of the enlarged hole. you look around the room your in watching a cavelike temple come into focus decorated with wall carvings of chimeric creatures you recognize as your old followers and creations... you turn around and see abandoned robes and books along with a few glass tablets of unknown origin. concerned with where you came from you turn around to see a deathly pale blonde woman spread out on a sacrificial alter naked and pink fluid pouring from her vagina and breasts. her eyes have rolled back and she seems to be panting like an animal twitching from what seemed like birthing your fully grown form somehow unscathed after such distortion of her form. you walk over too her and in a puddle of her fluids you finally see yourself a body to surpass Aphrodite with sculpted figure and bright pink hair to touch the floor some still lodged in your rebirth mother you notice that this time your eyes are a dark black with two glowing pink rings unlike your old forms fully glowing eyes.

what are your first urges now that you've returned to earth?

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