The pain had worsened. Every excruciating inch of it was centered on her groin, around the inner parts of her vagina. Something was coming out of it.
Her mind raced, but she couldn't form a coherent thought. She only cried out in pain as tears fell down her face, her body curling in on itself.
Was she giving birth to something? A monster, perhaps? Was it the apple eating her from the inside? But then why didn't Lyanna experience it? Was it because she was more resistant to magic?
More guttural pains stabbed at her insides.
Lyanna ran up and down, panicking. She pulled out various medicines from her satchel and forced her to drink whatever she had brought along. She had also rubbed a soothing salve on her vagina in hopes of alleviating the pain.
Nothing helped.
The health potion had done nothing. Several gold coins wasted on her suffering. Lyanna's healing spells were useless against this mysterious affliction. Alcohol, it, worsened the pain. She spat it back out.
"Renny…" Lyanna whispered. "I think I really need to call for help. I can't carry you there…"
Rennia clutched Lyanna's arm, dragging her close. "Lya, you said you wouldn't leave me. I'm scared…"
Lyanna grabbed her hand, folding it inward and clenching tight. "I know… but that's exactly why I need to go. You need a higher healer's help, Ren… I don't want you to die."
In desperation, Rennia mustered all her strength and held Lyanna down in a hunkered position. She sobbed as she spoke, half-whispering, half-choking. "Please… Stay"
"Ren…"
"All right, a moment more and not any longer. If the moon crosses, I go. Got it?"
Rennia didn't get it. It only made her more anxious.
The fire they had set up was burning out. Lyanna fueled it with more decayed bark, even going as far as to throw the mana core of the corrupted treant inside. The fire's glow intensified, making them visible to any passersby, potentially drawing help.
Rennia went silent as the midnight clouds passed over the moon.
Her mother would be worried by now. Her mother would be panicking. She'd send out people, search parties—anything. She was resourceful, powerful in the right situation. She'd make a plan. She always did, and when this was over.
She was going to punish her for this.
Cold winds swept past them in the orchard, old, cold, and foreboding. Lyanna took to caressing her, holding her in an embrace, giving her soft kisses on the cheek and the forehead as if her affections could dull the pain. Whispering affirmations. Chanting prayer's to the gods.
It all was so useless.
Split.
Rennia felt something crack inside of her—shifting, breaking—her bones, her muscles. But the pain was gone, replaced by something electromagnetic, magical even. She convulsed, her back arching unnaturally. Lyanna stared in horror. Raw energy filled Rennia's body.
There was no pain, but it still hurt. Something was shaping itself inside of her. The sharp pressure she had felt earlier traveled from her ribcage, down her spine and stomach, and settled in her crotch.
The pain restarted—hard and heavy. She started crying again, the ache deep between her thighs.
Her thighs… they grew? Thicker larger, curvier.
She felt her butt take on more shape, her stomach angling slightly—her bone structure changing just a bit.
The pain was gone again.
A deep, pulsating sensation formed just above her vagina, shifting her genitals slightly. Magical blue light enveloped it.
Rennia gasped.
"What's wrong?"
"It's—it's coming out… something, I—"
A surge of magical energy flooded her entire body. She felt herself being lifted into the air, as if the sky were carrying her away. Lyanna tried dragging her down, but the magical field repelled her friend.
Light flared around her body.
Then—
Something pushed outward. A large, phallic-like object stuck out.
She blinked twice, her eyes sore.
A long, thick cock jutted from her crotch, two ball-shaped things tucking away her clit.
The light died down, and she fell to the ground.
She lay there for a while, processing the pain she had felt. She stared at the thing that had emerged from her.
Utterly alien.
And so very male.
A cock.
A hard.
Long.
Leaking.
Throbbing.
Cock.
Rennia gasped, half moaning, half groaning. Thick white liquid spewed from it, outwards..
Seed? Cum? Semen?
"What the fuck." she screamed. Hands on, crushing her face. She wanted to tear her face off.
Complete silence followed—even the forest died down. No monsters in sight. Except the monster in front of her.
Lyanna was next to her, crouched on all fours, inching closer bit by bit. Staring in confusion, she brought her fingers closer, ready to prod Rennia's new equipment. Rennia slapped her hand away.
"What are you doing? Am I hallucinating."
Lyanna shook in fright, jumping and staring agape at Rennia.
"A cock. You grew a cock. It's right there."
No.
No way.
Impossible.
She couldn't have. It wasn't logically possible, and magically, it was unheard of.
A few horrid scenarios ran through her head.
What if Edric saw her like this? He wouldn't want to touch her. He'd never look at her.
Did she… turn into a man?
She stared at her friend. "Lya, what do I look like?"
Lyanna's voice was stuck. "Y-you look normal? You just sprouted a cock? i don't know why, it has to be adverse effects from magic. Or did our sexual encounter trigger something dormant and old."
Lyanna blushed, and her other hand moved down toward her lower abdomen. The other hand was inches away from the phallic abomination that was stuck on Rennia.
"Lyanna, why the fuck is your pussy wet? What are you doing? Don't tell me you want to play with it."
Lyanna seemed unsure herself. "I… I don't know. I think the magic—" She didn't finish her sentence before returning to stare at the sprouted thing.
"Lya, fix this. Cast a spell or something. The apple did this, right? There has to be a way to cure it. You made me take the apple—you have to fix it. I can't… let Edric see me like this, or my family find out about it."
Lyanna's eyes were locked away. She was moving away. As if she was possessed. "This is not the apple, the apple can only provide, depth of experience, no change, no physical altercations, unless it was class chosen.
Rennia watched in disbelief as her friend analyzed like her like a specimen to be studied.
Lyanna's gaze darkened. There was curiosity, not fear, behind her shock.
As she crawled forward, her butt—
Lyanna stood out in full view, pussy on open display. She hadn't properly dressed yet. Was she stupid? What if rescue came, and they saw her like this? What if they saw them like this. What if they start asking questions?
What if ?
Rennia's cock twitched as she stared at her friend's behind, watching her ass shift, the curvaceous nature of her.
Rennia looked at her own skin to see if she had grown any hairs or weird muscles. She stared at her breasts, round and full as they were, touched her hair, and felt up the angle of her nose, the density of her facial structure.
There was no doubt about it. She was a woman.
Panic set in. Then reality again.
"No, no, no, no—" she muttered, staring down at the impossible thing jutting between her thighs. "I—I have a COCK? What the fuck am I supposed to do with a cock?!"
Lyanna locked in her stance, never moved. Her eyes kept in one place. She had gone from confusion… to lust?
"Ren…" she whispered, staring back at her. She smiled."This is fate."
Rennia stared at her, wide-eyed. She started crawling backward, her breath thumping against the tree.
"What?!"
"You were meant for me." Lyanna's voice was hushed, reverent, her gaze burning with something desperate and holy. "For me and me alone. I will bear your children."
"Lyanna we can't." There were implications, consequences, two women couldn't have a child. Even with a cock, it doesn't make sense.
Rennia's abdomen crunched. Her legs became weak. And her pulsating cock rose by a bit, maybe half an inch. A six-inch cock stood up straight in the air. She could feel the weight of the testicles above and even her pussy below it, disturbed.
She had never seen Lyanna look at her like this. Like this, she appeared ready to eat her.
The heat didn't fade, and she didn't dare move. What if it exploded, or more sticky white cum came out? If anything, it was getting worse by the minute. Lyanna's hands settled on her stomach, nails tracing her.
"Let me help," Lyanna whispered to her, already close. Her hands prickled her thigh. "Let me ease the fire of your loins. Let me kiss you."
A hand gripped her cock, making her jerk. She moaned. It was so new, so… sensitive. Lyanna pulled the skin back, her face moving forward. Rennia stared back at her friend, creepier than she had ever been.
Then she kissed the tip.
"Rennia, will you give me your seed?"
Rennia stared at her friend. Her eyes were golden yellow—an unnatural yellow, a haunting expression on her face.
"W-Wait—Lya, if—"
"I need this." The words were barely a whisper before her lips parted, and she took Rennia into her mouth.
Oh god!
She felt many things, above all else she felt pleasure.