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Necromancer Troubles, pt 1
Missy Payne
2022/11/16
(Wed)
00:22:09
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Frederick sat in the graveyard. He styled himself Frederick the Magnificent, or sometimes Frederick the Fearsome (he could never really decide). Unfortunately, no adventuring party wanted a junior necromancer with delusions of grandeur – especially not when that "great necromancer" was just an 11-year old boy.
He sat atop a tombstone, the weathered rock squishing his adorable pre-teen ass in the cutest way. His short, curly black hair & emerald green eyes accentuated his precious little pout. He had a lithe, feminine body, with just a touch of baby fat in his cheeks.
He balanced the great obsidian tome in his lap as he traced his finger along the gold lettering.
"Uhh, okay. So, Tome of Dread, full moon, graveyard, naked. Uhhhh,EX INFERNA SVRGIS, I think…"
A skeletal hand burst from the ground before him, then another. The bone soldier pulled itself from the dirt. He stood at attention for a few moments before collapsing into a heap.
"Wow, 20 seconds! I don't think I've even managed 5 before. I really am magnificent. What's next? Right, girlfriend!"
Remembering why he was here, & with his proof of concept done, he walked over to a fresh grave. A middle aged woman, stoned for being a harlot, was just buried here a week ago. A more intact body should be easier to animate, & would certainly be easier to love.
"e-EX INFERNA SVRGIS!"
The decaying woman crawled from the dirt, clothes tattered & ruined, revealing her pallid skin. She stood there dumbly while the boy flipped frantically through the book.
"Okay okay okay, it has to be in here somewhere… commands, necrophilia – ah! Here it is: uh VT s-ST! VT SIT MERETRIX!"
Suddenly she animated once more, knocking the book from his hands & pushing the boy to the ground. She ripped off all her remaining clothes & kissed him passionately – or, as passionately as one can with a completely dry mouth.
The zombie woman broke off the kiss & plunged her pussy onto his hard cock. It chafed him painfully, but he tried to distract himself with her chest. Her tits were damaged by the repeated stoning, but they were large, which is all Frederick cared about. He buried his face in them, sucked her nipples, & ran her hands up & down her back. Finally, he managed to score with a real woman, & a grown-up one at that! If only it didn't hurt so much…
"Okay this isn't really working. Maybe I should grab my waterskin. Could you stop for a sec? Stop. Stop!"
But zombies don't understand the Common Tongue. They must be spoken to in the Language of the Arcane. A better necromancer would have the magic word for halt, SISTO, memorized, but not Frederick.
"Fuck! Stop! Halt! Cease! Slow!"
He looked around for the tome, & found it just out of his reach. He tried using his pathetic muscles to push her off him, but to no avail. His cock chafed more & more, now beginning to bleed, so, in desperation, he punched her.
Big mistake.
Zombies are mostly mindless, but they are still hard-wired to defend themselves from attackers unless specifically told otherwise, & Frederick had not told her otherwise.
She sped up her thrusts, now pushing down with inhuman strength as she counterattacked. She rent the flesh from his shoulders with her claws before he could even register her aggression. His right arm was ripped from its socket with a sickening pop, immediately followed by a loud crack from below when his pelvis fractured.
It hurt like hell, but with his shoulder dislocated, he could just barely pull the book back over towards him. He craned his neck up to try to read the text, but he only caught a glimpse before his girlfriend bashed his head into the dirt with her own, breaking his nose while she chewed at his cheeks & lips, seemingly trying to simultaneously make out with & maul him.
Fredrick closed his eyes & tried to remember what he briefly saw on the page. The chaining spell. SERVIsomething. If he could cast that, he could restrain her physically & reassert control over her mentally. He'd need to act fast though, before she bit out his tongue.
He slapped her as hard as he could with his left hand. Her mouth immediately left his as she focused on ripping apart this new threat.
"sSERVIO!!"
The world went black.
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