Cut and Run Chapter 4

Cut and Run 4.0
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Darkness.
It surrounds me in an endless void. I think my eyes are open, yet all I see is the blackness surrounding me. It’s like I’m floating on the still surface of a sea of nothingness.
I’m alone there with my thoughts, as I can feel neither the beat of my heart, nor the sound of my breath. I find myself trying to struggle against the crushing weight of this void. I feel as if it is trying to overwhelm me, so as to rid itself of the stain of my existence. I realize then, in this vast emptiness, that I’m alone now, and bereft of my woman. I hate this feeling.
“FRAZZISS!” I scream out of the depths of my solitude. But I don’t hear so much as an echo in response.  It frightens me that she doesn’t answer. Why won’t she answer? I want to weep at this incredible loneliness, yet I cannot. All I can feel is an anguish too powerful to be relieved by mere tears.
‘Is this the Death that I had desired for so long?’ I think to myself. ‘LIAR! This is not a balm to my ache! It’s a Torture!’
For the longest time, that’s all I am. Or was. Or will be. I can’t decide which. There was something a moment ago, or an eternity. It felt important, whatever it was. But It doesn’t now, not anymore, now that I feel myself melting away into the dark.
No! It is important! But I can’t remember what it was, Gods Damn It! All that I can think of now, is how much I miss my woman. She’s the only thing that keeps me going!
“Frazziss…” I whisper in despair.
Then, there is something that catches the corner of my eye. Oh, what’s that over there? I turn to see.
Is that?  Yes, I think so! It’s spark of light, way off in the distance (?).
 Hold on! It’s getting bigger. Or, maybe I’m getting closer to it? No, that’s not a spark, it’s a someone, and I can see them walking. Yes, it’s definitely a person! This person must be carrying a lamp.
This someone is walking towards me! Please! Let it be my Frazziss!
This person…no, this Woman! She’s glowing! Yet, she’s not glowing too. Frazziss?
Damn! It’s not my Dragon. This stranger is a woman yes, and quite a nice looking one at that. But, she’s not my Frazziss.
That outfit of hers, it kinda reminds me of a combination of battle armor and lingerie. It accentuates her curves and horns and…
Hold on.
This isn’t a normal human woman, she’s a Succubus! But MAN! She’s the best looking Succubus I’ve ever seen! She’s quite tall too, as she’s walki….Holy Shit, she’s STILL walking towards me and I’m looking WAY up at her!
Finally, she comes to a stop and she towers over me. I’m like a kid’s action figure toy in comparison to her!
WOW! She is REGAL. She towers over me here in this nowhere land. She’s surrounded by a nimbus of what looks to be an un-light that surrounds her like a spotlight. It makes the darkness around me seem somehow less in comparison.
 But the weird thing is, on the outside of that not-light, bright white light is surrounding it like a halo. Black light center, white light rim.
She’s just standing there in front and over me, not paying me any mind. So, I try to sneak a peek up her skirt.
Hey, c’mon. I may be…what…dead? But, I’m still a guy.
I get the sense that she’s amused by my doing that. So, I sneak a peek at the rest of her and I’m forced to conclude that she: Is the second most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life.
 She seems to hear that. The next thing I know, she frowns, crosses her arms and starts tapping one foot- looking directly down at me with one eyebrow raised. I get the notion that she’s not amused by my assessment. I look back up at her and reply.
‘Well, yeah, you’re quite the looker all right. But you’re still not as beautiful as my Frazziss. No offense.’
Instead of being offended, she just laughs silently, and loudly. Then she gets a stern look on her mug and catches my eyes with hers, which I notice now, are raging scarlet ones. I’m trapped in a staring contest with a gigantic Succubus, and she’s winning!
She’s winning because, it’s like she’s reviewing my life. She and I see everything I ever did. From my birth, through my first wife, and up to the moment I pass out from drinking that Succubus Nostrum. She reviews my memory of that last part several times.
The next thing I know she smiling at me. No, not a tiger’s smile, but an indulgent one, full of fondness.
Then, she does something weird. She raises one of her taloned fingers to her mouth, kisses it, and then she reaches down and touches it on the top my head. When she does, I feel something pass from her into me. I have no idea what.
Then…
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I feel myself waking up.
At first all I’m aware of is my breathing. That’s a good feeling I can tell ya!
Then, I can hear my heartbeat: ‘ka-thud, ka-thud’. There is a bit of a chill in the air, yet I feel warm and safe. After a while more, I begin to realize my situation. I’m being rocked gently, almost like a baby would be.
After a few more moments, I start to hear Frazziss’ voice. She’s whispering the something over and over.
“please wake up, please wake up, please wake up! Pleasepleaseplease WAKEUP!” she ends with a forceful sobbing that’s just on the edge of hysterical.
Finally, I get my eyes to open.
Oh my poor Dragon! She looks awful. She’s got dark circles under her scrunched up eyes and tears all down her face. Her wings are all droopy too. I couldn’t have been out THAT long. Could I?
Despite my exhaustion. I manage to move my head over, and look up to her.
“frazzis.” I mumble through a dry mouth. Her eyes spring open and focus on me. She’s quivering with her mouth open just so.
“allen?”, she whispers quietly, hopefully.
“hey babe.” I manage to say, barely. She doesn’t say anything, she just slowly leans her head close to mine until our foreheads touch, and she closes her eyes and starts to slowly sob with relief. I can feel her clutching me close to her, and she just cries on my shoulder, for what seems like the longest time. After a while, she pulls back and speaks.
“Allen.” She opens her eyes again, and whispers some more. “I thought I’d lost you.” Oh man, there go her waterworks again, dripping her tears on my face. Which reminded me.
“Wah….wah…” is all I can manage.
“Water?” she asks. At which point she lets go of me and I drop to the floor of the tent with a ‘thud’. Then, she’s all freaked out about that, and apologizes for it while she’s fumbling around the tent looking for a canteen.
Long story short, she gets me the much-needed water into my mouth, and only spills about half of the canteen on me in the process. Shortly after, she manages to coax some water-soaked jerky into me and I start to feel a helluva lot better. A half hour later, I’ve got enough strength to get up and walk around.
Frazziss’ nerves, on the other paw is, (dare I say it?) frazzled. Why?
Apparently, she’d been keeping vigil over me for almost two days. Yeah, I was out for nearly forty-two hours, and she forced herself to stay awake the entire time, keeping watch over me.
“Why didn’t you go for help Frazziss?” I ask her. She looks all weird at me and replies.
“And leave you? I wouldn’t do that! I…I…’couldn’t’ do that.” She said all quietly, and starts to sniffle again. I wrap my arms around and eventually she starts talking in earnest, staring at her feet.
“At first I thought you’d wake up the next morning. But you didn’t. Then I thought that you’d wake up by noon, but you STILL didn’t.” At this point she turned her head into my chest and nuzzled there a bit. She starts talking again, her voice shaking.
“I just kept telling myself, that you were going to wake up soon. I didn’t want you to wake up and think,” she paused, and finished all in a rush,” that I’d abandoned you!” she grabbed me then started sobbing and talking into my chest.
“I just wanted to be there for you, like I wasn’t for..for…”, I just clutched her a little tighter then. I knew who she was talking about. All these years later, she still beats herself up about her kid. But hey, whom am I to talk?
“It’s OK babe!” I whisper to her. “We made it through this together, and now I know I’ve got the most loyal Dragon with me!” It takes a bit, she eventually calms down. Looking over at her, I can tell she’s exhausted, both physically and mentally. She needs to rest.
“Get some sleep babe, I’ll still be here when you wake up, I promise.” She refuses to go to sleep unless I’m in her arms, so I let her use me a body pillow. It doesn’t take her long to fall asleep since she’s been up for over fifty hours. So, after being drooled on for about a half hour, I gently wiggle my way out of her arms and step outside the tent.
I guess I’m not very tired after a forty-two hours nap.
It’s not too terribly bright outside, because of the clouds. But, it’s a good spot to see the Valley and I’ve got a good view of Kolana Rock from where I’m at. Off in the distance, I can hear the sound of Wapama falls shushing down into the reservoir. I look around and I can see my backpack a few feet away from the tent.
It’s never a good idea to eat in your tent when you’re out hiking. That’s because you don’t want to attract bears, Mamono or otherwise. Frazziss and I hadn’t planned on staying more than the one night, yet here we were the third day after, and it’s obvious that she’s tired enough to sleep until the fourth.
Checking the supplies, I figured that she must have eaten the food we had, to keep up her strength. But, I knew her well enough to know that she’d never eat any of the apples I brought along. Not even if she were starving, would she touch them.
That whole ‘fruit-eating-mud-monkey’ insult she threw at me?  Calling a Dragon, a fruit eater, is one of the worst insults you can throw at one. Checking my pockets- yep! They’re still there. So, I go and pull two of the four that I’ve got.
I wander away from the tent a short distance and plop myself at the edge of a short cliff, overlooking the reservoir. I’m feeling introspective then. It’s been a fucking ordeal this journey I’ve been on, and I get the feeling that the shit has just been getting warmed up in preparation for the REAL show. Then, I find myself looking down at the water and I decide that I’m not high up enough to kill myself.
‘Maou Damn it! I STILL have the fucking urge to jump.’ I think sourly to myself then. I try to take an assessment of how I’m feeling and I’m forced to conclude: I don’t feel any different.
Well shit.
After all that crap, all that buildup, all that level of drama with that D’Aragon family ‘Succubus Nostrum’, I still feel the same as I did before. The only difference being, that I feel like shit now because I’ve not had anything to eat for nearly two days.
What a fucking downer.
A thought then came to me, so I followed up on it. I stood up and unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick.
‘Well Fuck! It’s still the same length!’ I grouse to myself. ‘So much for being turned into an Incubus overnight!’
The scuttlebutt was that every guy who gets turned into an Incubus, also gets the ‘Holy Grail’ that every dude has ever wanted: A Bigger Dick. Or would that be an ‘Un-holy’? Never mind.
‘Well, at least I didn’t get turned into an Alp!’ I said as a consolation. ‘That would’ve have been awkward, huh!’  But, still, after all that shit two days ago, after all that pain, I should’ve been able to come up with SOMETHING out of the ordinary.
I then raise one of my apples to my mouth and take a bite. I stop for a second, and notice something weird. This apple tastes….OFF. I chewed it once, and then immediately spit it all out!  WTF man?! That goddamned fucking apple tastes like shit!
After wiping my mouth with one hand, I held that bitten into apple up and inspected it closely. I sniffed it, and it smelt fine. I looked it over, there was no sign of rot anywhere I could see. I licked it and grimaced. It was like tasting a fresh piece of shit. Fuck man! What gives?
I sighed with frustration and picked up the other apple. Guess what? Yeah! It tastes like shit too.
But, near as I can tell, there was nothing wrong with it other than it’s fucking taste. I get up and inspect the two remaining apples in my pack. They too look good, but taste like horse-apples. Well fucking Ay!
I then go back over to the cliff’s edge and chuck one of them out into the reservoir in frustration. I then sit down in a pissy mood. Odd. I get the sense there’s something I’m missing, but I could….WTF? That was the sound of an apple hitting the water- a long ways away!
Now that I think about it, I don’t recall hearing that apple hit the water in the first place.  So, I decide to do a little experiment. I pick up the remaining three apples, and I throw the first one out, then I wait a couple seconds, then I rapidly throw out the remaining two.
So, I wait for what seems the longest time, and I assume that I must have missed the water some…oh fuck! There it is again. A quick ker-plunk! Followed by two more back to back.
All three of them sounded like they came from a long-ways away, too.
‘Ok, this is starting to freak my ass out now!’ I think to myself. I go and look around for a baseball sized rock, locate one, and then I hefted it. I decide that I’m gonna aim for the far cliff wall of the valley.
Hey why not? If I’m gonna be the “Indelible Hulk” I may as well go for the gusto, right? So, I do just that, and I throw that rock with all of my might! I wait for several seconds for the sound of it hitting the water. But it never came at the appropriate time.
Instead, after a few seconds longer than it should have, I hear the sound of a rock hitting the far side cliff wall. THEN, after a couple more seconds I hear the distinct sound of a rock plunging into the water. What’s the big whoop? The other valley cliff wall is almost a mile away.
‘Ok, maybe that Nostrum stuff really did do me some good, after all!’ I think, but then I frown. ‘So, what’s the big stiff about throwing rocks like some superhero baseball player?’
I feel that I had enough of that shit, so I decide to just go ahead and try and catch some dinner for Frazziss and I. There was a stream nearby, there just might be some fish in there.
I was right, there was. I’m able to snatch out about a half-dozen of those little bastards in as many minutes.
What easy-peasy, lazy ass fish! I’d never had such a sweet time of grabbing them before!  They were easy to kill. I just twisted their heads off like a beer bottle cap.
Suddenly, I hear Frazziss crying out.
“ALLEN! ALLEN! WHERE ARE YOU!?” she screams. I hurry back into the tent, she grabs me hard and starts crying all over again.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” I ask, all worried about her outburst. It takes her a while to answer because she’s crying and shaking. I just hold her close. She’s so clingy then that she wraps me with everything she’s got, including her tail.
Apparently, she had a nightmare in which her sister Dragons were trying to take me away from her. She wakes up and I’m not there next to her. End result- freak out! The way that she was holding onto to me then, I’m surprised I could manage to breathe. It took a long while to calm her down enough to get her to let me go.
 But, it was a good thing I was cooking some fish. Otherwise we’d probably still be there, now. There’s nothing like freshly burned animal flesh, to divert a Dragon’s attention.
She was cheered up immensely to see some dinner cooking, and even happier to see me doing well enough to do all that, just for her! Once she decided that they were cooked enough for her and me to eat. We I just sat down next to each other and munched.
, and watched her eating her half-cooked fish, and I raised one of my apples and took a bite out of it. Finally! I had an apple that tasted good then! It was nicely crunchy too!  After a few minutes of watching her eat, I noticed that she stopped eating and was staring at me.
‘Uh, Frazziss, is there something wrong?” She didn’t say anything at first, just kept looking at me as if I’d grown wings or something.
“Allen, you do realize what it is you’re eating don’t you?” she asked me quietly. I noticed a piece of fish drop from her mouth then.
“Yeah, babe, I’m eating an apple! What’s the big whoop?” I said, taking another delicious bite, and gesturing with the apple in my hand at her.
“Allen.” She said patiently, with a bit of worry in her voice. “You’re not eating an apple. You’re eating a roly-poly fish head!” I stopped chewing and looked down at my hand.
 Sure enough, what I thought was an apple was instead half a fish head. I stared at it, and it stared back. I then swallowed the portion in my mouth, and looked at her.
“Yum?” I smiled.
Then I took another bite. Yummy it was indeed! It was then that I started to get the notion that maybe that Nostrum did make some changes in me. After a bit, she had me eat one of the fish. I was only after I’d done so, that she pointed out that I had eaten ALL of the fish: The meat, the skin, the bones, even the fins.
Yep, something weird was going on all right.
After that, she decided that she and I needed to get back home PRONTO! So much so, that she INSISTED on flying me back first! I tried to argue with her about the tent and all, but she wasn’t having any of it!  But, in the end I got the last word in that argument (Yes, Dear).
It was just as well too. Because on the flight back, I started getting this really nasty set of aches and pains all over me. Not, nasty in level of pain, just nasty as in they felt, I dunno, weird. I got two headaches over each of my ears. My shoulder blades felt like someone had kicked them hard, along with the sacrum part of my pelvis.
Once I got back home, I was hungrier than a son of a buck! So I just dove into what was available. There was some leftover chevaline meat loaf and I just scarfed that bad boy down lickety split! Then, I felt the need for a nap. When I wake up, it’s hours later and Frazziss is there all snuggled up to me, drooling away. Despite all of my aches and pains, I decide to shake her awake.
“Mmmm?” she blinks tiredly at me. “Ummm yes, Allen? Is there something I can do for you?” she asks. I grin back at her.
“About that whole bonding thing you mentioned a few days ago.” I began. But instead of the enthusiasm I expected, she rolled over, sat up and hugged herself. I found that reaction of hers confusing.
‘Frazziss, what’s wrong?” I tried to put my arms around her, but she put her wings in between her and me.
“Frazziss! C’mon! What’s up?” She wouldn’t meet my gaze. I decided to get difficult. (Well more than usual).
“Frazziss! If you don’t talk to me, I’ll get out the Tickle Monster!” I threatened. Hey, I’d been with her long enough to know where all of her tickle spots are. (Don’t bother asking where, pal!) she just growls at me in response.
Then, I growl back at her. Apparently, I did it so well, that her head shot around and she’s staring at me in shock.
“Allen? Did you just growl at me?” she asked all confused. I nodded.
“Do it again!” she demanded. I did, all perplexed. She flinches for a second and then her mouth falls open as she stares at me.
“Allen! “That wasn’t your usual squeaky human ‘growl’.” she said all shocked. “I’ve not heard a growl that deep, since Mother disowned me!” Ok, this shit is definitely getting fucking weird.
“Babe, I think it’s time we had a talk. A talk about what we’re supposed to expect out of that ‘Nostrum’ of yours.”
“That’s the problem Allen! I already told you! You were supposed to become MY INCUBUS! To become my perfect mate!”
“What? You mean I wasn’t before?” I demanded with a grin. She punched me then. Normally when she punches me like that, my arm will hurt for hours. This time I barely feel it, she must’ve pulled her punch.
“No, Allen! That’s not what I mean, and that’s not funny!” she grumps.
“So,” I ask, “All you knew, was that I was supposed to become your ‘perfect mate’, and that’s it? No details other than that?” she shook her head. I was about to ask her another question when someone starts banging on the door, hard!
I walk over to it while talking to her, but it’s hard to do so because the knocker wouldn’t let up with the banging.
“OK! OK! I’m coming! Hold your horses!” I yelled out as I unlocked the door. No sooner do I get it unlatched than it was flung open out of my hands, and I’m brushed aside by another Dragon storming into the room!
“FRAZZISS!” this new Dragon yells, stomping up and stands in front of my woman. “Why haven’t you been answering my phone calls you idiot!” Frazziss doesn’t say a thing, she just seems to melt into herself and bows her head as if she’s a kid who just got caught doing something naughty.
“HEY!” I yelled, “Who the fuck, are you?!” This new Dragon didn’t even look over at me. She just keeps chewing out my woman.
“Frazziss, you’re such a disappointment! I borrowed the Nostrum just like you demanded, but Momma noticed it’s gone and she’s on a rampage! I NEED it back NOW!” she yelled down at my woman. Frazziss doesn’t say or do anything.
“HEY HANDBAG!!” I yell at as I stepped over to this snooty ass lizard. “Who the fuck, are you!?” She just glances over at me for a second with a sneer. I could see a physical similarity between her and my woman. Frazziss had green scales (XXXX) and purple hair. This one had greenish-brown scales and yellow hair. She continued berating my woman.
“Why are you acting like this Frazziss, this is important! Why are you always such a LOSER?” she yells. Then I saw Frazziss crying and it’s what set me off.
“Hey You Fucking Piece of Shit! BACK THE FUCK OFF!” I screamed, as I tried to get in between her and my woman. (Yeah I know, ‘never get between a Dragon and her prey’. Yada yada. But that’s my WOMAN!) What does she do? She just flicked her wing and slapped me in the face.
“Mind your betters Monkey-Boy!” she said with a growl. That’s when I lose it, because, that’s when I took a swing at her.
She ducks underneath my fist all easy like, then she stood up and tried to give me a backhand across my face. That’s when I remembered my childhood Aikido training.
I knocked her fist aside with my left hand open palm, and got into her face! I was ready to bite her nose off at that point, I kid you not. My move surprised the shit out of her, but not for long.
She then did a quick cross hand grab with her left hand/paw onto my left wrist. Well, I turned my hips to the left, which threw her off balance. I then twist my left hand around till I was able to grab her wrist, then I pushed my right hand onto her left elbow. Stepping forward I’m able to push her off balance, then I reverse and pull her to the left causing her to fall to the ground and…
That’s when the shit really got fucking weird.
I was able to pin her to the ground with a wrist grab. She couldn’t get up nor she could pull away. I was kneeling down next to her, under her wing, twisting her handpaw around, with my knee in her ribs.
So what’s the big whoop you ask? Martial arts are good when you’re the same size or same strength as your opponent. Any significant size or strength mismatch, can upset that balance. My point? Dragons are VERY much stronger than humans. By rights, there should’ve been NO freaking WAY for me to keep her pinned down.  Yet, there we were.
At that point, Frazziss is screaming at me and the obnoxious lounge lizard to stop fighting. But Miss Hoity-Toity Handbag keeps trying to struggle out of my grip, bopping me on my head with her wing, and slapping me with her tail.
“Get off of me you Gorilla Goon!” she screams. “I’ll rip you a new one!” As if that’s gonna make me let her go! NOT when I’ve got the advantage over this douche-sickle.
Finally, that tail of her knocks me alongside my head hard enough to make me see stars, and that’s when I lose what little cool I’ve got left. According to Frazziss, I then growled deeply enough to make both her and her sister (that’s who it was) do a double take.
And I then turned around and then bit the obnoxious one, on the nape of her neck. Don’t ask me why I decided to do that. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time.
She, freezes, lets out a major gasp, and then just melts. I can’t think of a better word for it than that. She just …melted. She stopped struggling, her wings bunch up, and her tail cocks to one side of her butt. I noticed what was going on, and I let go of her with my mouth and stood up and stepped away all quick like. Why? Because it freaked me out too.
She just stayed there. She stopped mouthing off, and instead of getting to her feet, she got up on her handpaws and knees with her ass up in the air, and her tail cocked off to one side. I noticed then that she was panting …huskily. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what her condition was: she was so turned on then, that she was ready to mate!
Frazziss and I traded looks and I couldn’t have told who was the most surprised. Talk about awkward!
It’s particularly awkward when you consider that Dragons refuse to have sex in that position. They consider that to be ‘mating like an animal’. Yet, Goldara (her sister), was all receptive for IT right then.
Finally, Frazziss got her shit together and waves me off, and tells me to wait outside. I was OK with that! I decided to go to the Dormitory common room and just chill. A few of the other dorm residents were engrossed in some movie there, but when I waltzed in they all looked at me and nodded with a shit eating grin plastered on each of their faces. I ignored them and faced the screen. I wish I hadn’t.
Remember that Centaur BDSM movie I mentioned earlier: Fifty Grades of Hay? Guess what? They made a sequel. Fifty Grades Barker, only this one involved Kobolds too. Sheesh!
I decided to go for a walk, after the umpteenth time one of the Mamono there kept catching my eye and smiling at me. It didn’t help that the one who did that, was Catarina the Kobold.
In the end, I just went to the communal rest room, and sat on one of the crappers until I heard Frazziss’ distinctive claw-clacking on the floor outside.
“Hey, Babe, is it safe for…’you know’?” I ask, waving a finger between her and me. She then came up to me silently, and gave me a great big wing and arm hug. She just stood there for a second, leaning her head on my shoulder. After a bit, she looked up at me and spoke.
“Thank you Allen,” she smiled at me, “for coming to my defense. That was brave of you. How did you know you would be able to overpower my sister like that?” she asked.
I got all ‘aw shucks’ for a second before I answered.
“I didn’t.” I answered, which left her with her mouth open. “All I saw, was that someone made my woman cry. That’s all I needed.” I said softly. She covered her mouth with a paw.
“Oh Allen!” she said, before she gave me a major tongue kiss. After a rather long and enjoyable bout of tongue hockey she stopped and whispered in my ear.
“We’ll bond after Goldara leaves.” She smiled at me. Ah man, I got such a shit eating grin then. We then went into her room and confronted Miss Prissy.
“Well,” Goldara smirked when we came in. “Frazziss, you certainly picked a strong one this time.” She spoke this time with just a hint of respect in her voice. (OH Be still my heart!) She remembered her attitude real quick like then.
“Frazziss!” She started yelling, at which point I growled at her. She gave out a small ‘yelp!’ when I did that and looked at me. After a moment of meeting my stare and then looking away, she started up again. Only this time she had remembered her manners.
“Frazziss.” She said reasonably, with a quick glance at me. After I didn’t growl, she continued.
“I NEED that vial back! Where is it? Why haven’t you been returning my calls? What’s going on?” Etc, etc, etc.
Well Frazziss, explained it all to her. Well, she explained most of it to her, but only after I needed to remind Goldara of her manners occasionally. But, I have to admit, it was rather satisfying to see her speechless once she found out what happened to that Nostrum.
“What do you mean, he DRANK IT?! That’s NEVER happened!” (Well, DUH!) she said, looking up at me and Frazziss, from the spot on the floor she fell onto when she got the news. She was looking a bit lost then.
To make a long story, short. Apparently, even though Frazziss was disowned from the family, she still had the right to access it. But Momma was the keeper. Yeah, big problem.
Goldara ‘borrowed’ the family heirloom at Frazziss’ request. Their Mom didn’t find out about it, until the morning after we’d left on our hike to Hetch Hetchy. It seems that Goldara went out onto a limb, by sneaking the keys to the Vial’s Vault away from their Momma’s key ring.  Finally, after getting over her shock, she stood up and approached me.
“I need to look into your eyes…what’s your name again?” she said all prissy.
“Allen.” I replied stiffly.
“Ok Allen, I need to see if you’re telling the truth. I can only do that by looking into your eyes.” She said raising her hand/paws. Then I looked over at Frazziss, and she nodded. I let her.
It only took a second, but she held my head (surprisingly gently) and locked her eyes with mine. She let out a gasp and dropped her hands, stepping away from me.
“OH Great Maou! You did! You really did drink the Nostrum!” she said amazed. She then reached out a paw to my hand and said with a smile.
“Put it there, pal! You’re definitely a first all right!” I, like an idiot, took ahold of her paw all ready to shake. She then grabbed me almost painfully tight and tried to do an over the head twist and throw. Even though I was caught off guard, I was still able to stymie that by walking around her. I then managed to throw her instead, and she ended up with her back lying on the floor. But, she then managed to knock my feet out from under me with her tail. The next thing I know I’m lying on top of her, face to face.
“Hello Sweetie!” she said then with a grin. Frazziss was NOT amused by that I can tell you. She ended up almost throwing her sister out of the room then. But only after promising to call their Mom, to back up Goldara’s testimony. After shutting the door behind her, she spoke.
“Oh Momma is going to be SOOO Angry!” Frazziss said with a shit eating grin. “Jealous Angry! Indignant Angry!” she started giggling. I have to admit I was laughing then too. It was good to see her in a good mood, it had been too long. She then grew somber.
“Allen, I want you to go to the Doctor tomorrow. I talked it over with Goldara, and there’s NEVER been a case of a Nostrum, acting like yours did. I’ve already called and made an appointment with Mitzi.” She said firmly.
“Mitzi? Isn’t that the Shoggoth Doc? The one that’s always coming on to everyone?” I asked all worried.
“Don’t worry about it Allen, she does that with EVERYBODY! If you’re not interested, just let her know. If you are, just leave enough for me!” she teased me with a smile. I gave her a half growl and rolled my eyes. She giggled then.
“Now,” she said. “About that whole, ‘bonding’ thing I mentioned.” She said reaching for me.
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Well, things definitely got interesting there. I’d been building up my stamina with her, but at best I could only go about three, maybe 4 rounds at best. We bonded to the tune of a dozen times that night. Yowza!
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At first, I wasn’t too keen about going to the Doc, even with Frazziss’ urging. I never did like them since my daughter…I know, it’s not fair.
But, that next morning, I wasn’t feeling too good. Overnight, for some reason I got a major time double-headache, and I got some pains in the back and butt, plus some other crap started up too. But, even with all that I was still tempted to put it off, and argued with Frazziss about going.
After breakfast, I changed my mind. Why? With the exception of my head hair, every single other hair on my bod fell out during my morning shower. That was fun cleaning it all out of the drain, I can tell you! NOT!
Frazziss was all curious and wanted to feel my skin, just for the pleasure of it. Then, after a while, it became apparent that she was concentrating all of her attention on stroking one particular spot, and I nearly ended up being late for the appointment. Vixen!
I went to the Yosemite Medical Clinic, and ended up being late for it anyways. It seemed, that there was always someone else with a higher priority problem coming in: a broken leg of a tourist who thought he could climb, some fool who tried to feed a bear because he watched too many cartoons, or a Mamono lover’s accident. I felt sorry for the lover of that Ushi-oni. Apparently he didn’t secure her Ofuda properly, before they got started.
Well, eventually I got in to see the Doc, and the first thing she asks is why I’m there. For such a busy medico, she was patient with me. And yeah, she flirted something fierce.
“Hello Love! You should be flattered!” she says all coy, in some weird British accent.
“Why is that?” I ask.
“Despite my being as busy as I am, I still managed to squeeze you in!” she said with a black-eyed leer.
‘Oh crap!’ I thought to myself. ‘This is going to be an ordeal.’ I don’t have anything against the Mamono who have black eyes. It’s just that every time I catch one of them looking at me, it creeps me out.
“Well why don’t you go ahead and disrobe, and tell me all about what’s eating you.” She said huskily. “Maybe, I could take its place.” She whispered then. I hesitated then, with my shirt over my head.
“Oh, don’t stop on account of me, Love. I’m just admiring the view!”
“Uh, I’m not too keen on someone watching me while I undress, would you mind?” I asked, all nervous suddenly. She just smiled and turned around. That made me relax. It wasn’t until I was down to my skivvies that I realized that she did that a little too easily. I glanced over at her quick like, and I swear that I saw one of those Shoggoth alternate-eyes blink shut on her back. My suspicions were confirmed, when I sat on the exam couch.
“Oh no need to stop there, Love! I may need to inspect you down under!” she said before turning completely around. I noticed that she was biting her lower lip and looking all huskily at me then. I also noticed, that she was standing between me and the door.
I ignored her remark and told her about the last few days. She, to her credit, listened carefully to me, and didn’t make any flirty remarks until after I’d gotten done.
“That is odd, Mr. Belushi.” She said, all business like. “Normally the Great Maou’s Nostrums work over night. I wonder why you didn’t get changed into an Incubus.” She said, as she held up one slightly translucent arm to her mouth in thought.
“Ok love, it’s time for Show and Tell!” she started up again. “Show me where you’re hurting and tell me what’s happening! So, I tell her about my headaches. She reached up to examine the spots over my head and after a bit, said something.
“Well love, the achy spots. Are they HERE!” she said, pressing down real hard.  I yelped.
“YEAH! That’s the spot Doc.” I said wincing. She got them both, but good. She frowned a bit then, and she moved around to my back.
“Lie down on your tummy, Mr. Allen.” I did. She inspected the spot between my shoulder blades. She asked again about the ‘achy spots’ and sure enough, when she pressed down on them I got a jolt of pain. She still was curious, as she moved down to my lower back, just below my waist. She did the same thing, only in that one spot. I was starting to smart something fierce then. But she wouldn’t tell me what she was thinking.
“Is that everything that’s been bugging you, Allen?” She said all saucily. (Actually it wasn’t in fact. There was ONE thing I noticed this morning that I was suddenly afraid to mention.)
“Well yes, but do you promise not to laugh?” I said fearfully. She reassured me that she wouldn’t and to her credit, she kept her promise. But I could tell that she was quivering.
My problem? My dick started hurting. No, I it had NOTHING to do with my sudden surge in use of it. That would’ve hurt all over. Instead, it started hurting in a…uhh…’special’ way.
“What special way is that, Mr. Belushi?” she said, rolling her black eyes at me with a cheeky smile. I saw her then, twitching her fingers with her hands close to her chest. (Oh CRAP!)
“It hurts, almost like it’s starting to, to, uuuhhhh…” She just tilted her lavender skinned head at me. I sighed.
“Split.” I said finally. She got a thoughtful look on her face.
“Well then, Love.” She grinned at me. “I guess I’m going to have to get a closer look then.” She giggled. After a while, she managed to get me to drop my tighty whitey. I saw her bend down and take a closer look, and then I saw her face fall and suddenly there was a serious look on her face.
“Well, Love, this is certainly out of the ordinary.” She said, looking close. She then looked up at me with an unspoken question, and I nodded. She then started handling my penis in a professional manner.
“My Goodness, Mr. Allen. You’re saying this happened recently?” I nodded.
“To be honest, I’ve never come across one that looked like that before.” She smiled and winked at me then. “And I’ve come across a few of them in my time.” I just sighed at her.
“Patient appears to have developed a lateral depression all along the sides of his penis.” She looked at me and explained. “I’m just forming the words in my mind so I can write it down properly later in your record.” She continued talking and examining.
“Lateral depression, hmmmm, extends from the base of the shaft and extends….Oh My! It extends over the glans and connects on to the far side of the penis with the other depression there. Depth of groove appears to be approximately two millimeters.  Depth is consistent all along the its entire length. I am forced to conclude that it appears that the patient’s penis is quite literally splitting in two!” She stopped and stood in thought for a minute with her hands (?) on her hips (?), looking at me all over.
She then turned and got a tongue depressor. I got nervous and covered up my dick then. She saw me doing that and giggled.
“No, Love, I’m not going after that with this.” She said as she reached for a laryngoscope. “I’ve got one more question for you. How’s your throat feeling? Is it sore?” THAT got my attention!
“Uh, Yeah Doc, it has as a matter of fact. How’d you guess?”
“I’m about to find out for sure, Love! Say Aaaaah!” I did and she shined that scope into my mouth and pushed that wooden tongue depressor deep into my mouth.
She was rooting in there for what seemed the longest time. I was trying not to gag, but it was getting more and more difficult as it kept going on and on.
“Almost there Love, just a little….bit…..more….!” she said peering in. She started poking at the back of my throat with that damned thing and the next thing I know I belched.
I belched. I didn’t throw up, I didn’t gag. I fucking belched! That was weird enough as it was. But WHAT I belched up, surprised the shit out of me!
A small ball of fire.
I belched a ball of fucking fire! The Shoggoth Doc had quick reflexes, because if she hadn’t, she would’ve been scorched!  I was in shock then, and I turned to her as she spoke.
“Well Love.” She said as she blew out the fire that was burning on the end of the tongue depressor.
“I think I can safely say, that you’re definitely not turning into an Incubus!”
“No Love, I’d say you’re turning into a Dragon! And by the looks of things,” she said with a glance down at my junk. “You’re turning into a MALE Dragon.”
“Oh Cor Blimey, aren’t YOU going to be popular with the Dragon ladies then!” She said with a wicked grin.