The Life Of Jynx The Necromancer. Part One - Study?
Good evening everyone, im back with another story, and this one is entirely different from my series! O_O i am sorry for those of you still waiting on me to continue the other.. I will indeed return to it but as i say in my profile, i do everything in my own time.. I need the proper mood and inspiration. And when i do it will turn out great! * Or at least provide a decent read for some of you more, foward? Critics. Heh. I dont mind being nagged to much though so if you do have something you wish to say, constructive or not. Go ahead! A comment is a comment :)
Now dont read this blah blah blah. If its illegal and your caught or if you will get it offended and so on.. This series im working on is a tribute to my favorite writer TheLastGasp! Now i have yet to get any reply from such a amazeing writer but i hope if this story bothers him/her that she will tell me and we can talk a little. The corpse/character in this story was one of the poor taurs snuffed by him/her so im continueing the tale of a minor character and hopeuflly makeing a very odd but interesting story for you all to read. I beg your pardon in advance for any grammar errors you notice. Now without further adieu, i shall shut the hell up and get to the story!
It was another one of those days. It was raining outside and I hardly wanted to get up. However an obnoxious sound kept bugging me like a fly until I finally opened my eyes and groaned in annoyance. " What!? Oh, come in.. " I said once I realized it was most likely my parents banging on the door. The wooden handle creaked and my dad stepped in. He was a tiefling and had long black hair along with a pair of curved horns he always would keep polished. His attire although OLD looking to me I had to admit fit him quite well. He always looked so royal even on a bad day. And the rest of his human like appearance he was able to manage quite well with. Luckily for me I was spared with my mothers blood a lot of that obnoxious specie's traits. Well.. At least a little more then my dad.
" Good morning son, are you ready for your next lesson? " He said calmly to me. I moaned but nodded as I sat up, grabbing a mirror on a small table next to my large fancy bed and looking at myself. My hair as always in the morning was a mess. With my hands I was able to get it down and smirked at my reflection. I looked so naughty sometimes. My face looked pretty human save for my purple colored eyes, mother always said I looked handsome and my hair was black and white. It was fairly long and my black hair covered one of my eyes while I pushed the white half slightly aside so I could see a little more clearly with my other. Once I was done grooming myself I looked up to see my dad tapping his foot. " Sorry.. " I murmured.
" Hah no problem. But later your getting a bath as always. Now, we have been practicing on raising the dead to do our will, as our family has always done. We have went from small creatures up. And I dare say you have passed with flying colors, now you shall practice on a large intelligent being I happened to run into earlier this morning.. Heh in fact look at the time! Its in the afternoon. Well anyway I wont force you to take a shower right away. First you can give him a look over. "My dad said. I nodded and he stepped aside as a stretcher that seemed to levitate on its own went through the door and settled on the floor at the bottom of my bed. Still keeping the warm blankets over most of my body I peered over to get a better look.
" It's a-" " Wolftaur" My dad interrupted with a impish grin across his face. " Yes while I was out and about browsing around.. I came across this poor chap being sold on the black market. It seems he was the victim of a popular snuff series that sells videos of their work to people for a fair price. I cant say I know much about it but I guess some sort of demon is the host and this time he or she was explaining how one can successfully manage to hang one of these poor things without snapping its neck instantly. Anyway long story short, that is what the seller told me and since it seems this poor chap was just killed a few hours ago my price was more then enough to get me him with no questions asked. Show me what you can do with him son. Now if you will excuse me I have work to do. Later tonight I expect to see more progress. " My dad said before turning and leaving. His black cloak creating a slightly breeze as he exited.
Once I was sure my dad was gone I bit my lip and murmured a simple spell under my breath that caused the lock on my door to click shut.
Now that I had some privacy I pulled the warm blankets off myself and slipped out of bed. My slim lanky form shivering from the cold air that embraced it. I wore no clothes at all save for a loincloth that I noticed as always in the morning was bulged from a erection. I was only thirteen going on fourteen but I was already very mature for my age and anything but innocent. But what would you expect when you're a tiefling? At least with my family anyway, we were very civil and rich but we were honest with each other and perfectionist that rarely held secrets. We were naturally nosey but to grant each other privacy we simply held no secrets.
Yawning I went over to a mirror and looked myself over. My skin was colored red and I had a pair of leathery bat like wings. I stretched them out then snapped my long arrow tipped tail. It felt the coldest right now so I wrapped it in my hands a moment until it warmed up. I looked out the window and saw it was still pouring down with rain as I shrugged. My room was dimly lit with some candles and the cloudy light coming in from the window. I could of course get more light if I wished but I preferred a gloomy sort of appearance in my room. Shrugging again I continued to admire myself. I hated my hair feeling frizzy and or dirty so I would indeed take a bath. But after I looked at this lovely wolftaur my dad got me. My purple eyes trailed back at the limp corpse on the stretcher before returning to the mirror.
" Hmm.. Well what the hell. This thing is not going away..." I grumbled to myself as my soft artist like hands removed my black loincloth exposing my young aroused manhood. I sighed and then made naughty grin as I turned to the wolftaur on the floor and went over to him. " Hm, Dad really expects me to do this all myself. A preservation spell has not even been put on him.. If I had ignored him for four or five hours he would have gotten all stiff on me.. Fine be that way dad.. I can do it. Hmph. " I mumbled as I put my hands on the chest of the limp creature. A purple aura appeared around me and went around the body a moment before fading gently. I gasped a few moments and felt a little colder before putting a hand to my forehead and smirking. "Got it "
Now that the poor thing was certain not to become a smelly mess I began to examine him more carefully. I rolled him out flat on his back eyeing him. His neck seemed indeed a tad stretched. I could try to fix that later but for now I wanted to study him as he was. His tongue was hanging out his muzzle slightly and his soft grey and brown fur was slightly wet from the rain. He had a odd smell about him but the main scent was wet dog.
Smirking again I began to scratch his ears well aware he could not feel it before sighing in pity for him and moving his tongue into his mouth lightly. I saw his eyes had been closed and of course since I was nosey and had no limits on my curiosity I opened them up gently. His eyes were yellow and slightly rolled upward. " Poor thing.. " I murmured before moving down to his muscular chest and brushing through the fur with my right hand. He surely put up a good fight and struggled a long time. Thinking about it I knew I would have died long before him if I was in the same terrible circumstances as he had been in.
I went from his anthro chest down to his canine wolf like lower body. Examining his strong limbs before finally getting to what I really was slowly working my way to. His sheath. I had never really had the freedom to explore another male that was as large as me, if not more before. I was a decent hight for my age. About four and a half feet. But the wolftaur was obviously a lot heavier. Also what I found interesting was his manhood was quite different in appearance from mine. At least by the looks of the small crimson tip poking out limply from his member. Carefully I stroked my hands across its sheath feeling how soft it was before rubbing his balls as well. My own young manhood feeling twice as hard as before now as I checked one last time to make sure I was alone before crawling up on top of the freshly slain wolftaur and grinding my body up and down his own. The feeling of genital to genital contact with another male was just like everything I had hoped for in my young fantasies.
Hiding a moan of pleasure as a cough I began to slowly rub myself back and forth as I gently humped my manhood on the limp one of my wolftaur, feeling my balls softly grind up and down the furry ones of my dead friend, he was not even dead to me honestly. Dead was a disgusting smelly thing one had to bury somewhere. No, this entity seemed to simply be resting or unconscious. His body preserved to be like my doll to do with as I pleased. He did not mind. Already I was oozing precum as my right hand gently pulled down some of the wolftaur's sheath exposing more of his limp canine member that I rubbed harder with my own. I grabbed them both with my hand feeling the tip of his own head to head with mine as I shuddered in pleasure grinding my lanky frame faster and faster, harder and harder, against the wolftaur.My tail thumped the floor a few times despite my best efforts to be silent as i hit my climax and began to cum all over the limp wolf. Gasping for air as I slowly relaxed and closed my eyes happily.
" Sorry about that, I will be sure to clean you off before you awake again, but first IM taking a shower. I refuse to study while being this.. Sweaty. " I said in a rather cocky and teasing voice before patting the wolf on the head with my hand and going into another door on the other end of my room. I stepped into the shower and began to rinse myself calmly while thinking about how I would fair with trying to reanimate that large body...