Tales of Alterra chapter 2
#4 of Tales of Alterra
Well, chapter 2's done. Time to get started on 3 while my muse is still in town.
Man this chapter ending feels like a tease to me.
Chapter 2: On wards to basics
In which Xylas cements his physical understanding of the world, before blowing everyone's expectations of him out of the water.
Age of War, year 1776, 5th day of the 13th month: Temperance, 25 days till the dawn of the new year. The Dawn of Xylas' first day on Alterra.
Xylas groans as sunlight seeps in from between the wooden slat shutters of his room, across it, and well, his face mainly, before groggily, but carefully, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Even though he was just "born" yesterday, Xylas obviously has the overall body build of an athletic child probably somewhere around six years of age. "Hmm... looks like I aged three years over the course of a night." He Grumbles, rolling his sholders and getting a feel for how large he feels now due to the sudden "growth spurt"... as much as one could call 3 years of growth over one night a "growth spurt". Xylas notes as he looks around the room that, aside from the massive harem sized bed that he's currently sitting at the edge of and the floor stones that are magically enchanted to always be a comfortable warm to the touch, noting the spell work on the floor tiles Xylas says to himself "Heh, that's some tidy, but inefficient magic formula... I'll have to improve that later." before looking at the rest of the room. It's rather empty, spartan like if there was not a LOT of excess space in here.. Getting up off the bed, Xylas notices a chest at the foot of the bed, it's a nice chest lots of detailed wood work; very sensual though as the engravings mostly depict a lot of sex, fucking, fighting, and all those sorts of things. "Well, can't exactly walk around naked... I think. so let's see if this thing has clothes." Xylas mutters audibly to himself, flipping up the metal latch at the front that would keep the chest shut tight if a lock was used there, and pushes up the lid. Inside there are a number of clothes, though all would be rather small on him. If he hadn't grown overnight they might've fit properly, but as things stood.. "Sheeshe, looks like I'm going nude for today..." Xylas sighs but then grins "Huh, nude... well, showing off your junk is one way of getting laid. Crude way, but a way none the less."
Xylas currently is about Five feet and five inches tall, his twin sheaths that had been a good solid 3 inches long and 1 3/4ths inches thick when he hatched, now had grown to be 5 inches long and 3 1/4th thick... though his actual shafts have yet to be seen, they are definitely at least 3 inches thick at the base, a respectable size for a full hyper at his "age" While his sack seems to have grown to be half the size of his head, the four testicles having started their production of virile seed in what would be overdrive for a regular hyper. scratching an itch that had started above his upper sheath Xylas thinks aloud "Ok, things to do by this time next year... knock up every womb in town. yeah sounds about right." slapping his hands together in a single clap, Xylas strolls out of his room... Right into the view of two maids that definitely didn't look much older than 15, though they already were looking like they'd make excellent breeding stock.
To say that the maids were stunned by the view of Xylas completely naked would be... accurate but not quite the truth. Since the more potent your seed it or the more fertile your womb is helps advance yourself in most society to some extent, nudity isn't uncommon. A kid having junk that could shame most adults, however, is quite rare. Especially when said kid can do it two adults at a time. Xylas chuckles as he sees the expressions on the maids' faces saying "Well, this is awkward. First day after my hatching and I walk into two beauties such as yourselves. If I was potent yet I'd be wanting to take both of you here and now to make sure you' be carrying my clutches. Oh well, that's something for another time. Later ladies." leaving them in a state of utter shock as he heads towards the kitchens. While his shell had contained enough nutrients to allow him to grow this fast, it didn't have enough to sustain this growth, and though Xylas didn't know much of the castle, using his nose and a bit of magic allowed him to find the kitchens with relative ease, the smells of fresh bread and stew that is simmering in a pot for days was strong enough to make him drool three corridor turns away.
Reaching the doors to the kitchen, Xylas was stopped by a hand on his shoulder while he was opening it. "Now who are you young kit? I haven't seen you around here..." Xylas turns to see a Very attractive blue dragoness in a chef's outfit that, while very capable of doing what it's supposed to do, didn't quite leave anything to the imagination either. The blue female looks at Xylas with a start, then her face showed that she was thinking something out "You're my sister's new hatching ain't cha? Black's not quite common enough around here for you to be just anyone's and our great grand sire was a very potent black scaled she stud." she mutters aloud, only to be taken out of her musings when Xylas' stomach rumbles irritably "Oh! You must be starving since the only thing you've eaten since hatching was your egg shell. Come on kit, let your aunty Tahka get you some grub." without even letting Xylas get a word in edge wise, he was dragged into the kitchens by the blue dragoness who was, apparently, his aunt.
The warm food scented air of the kitchens as they prepare the meals for all those who live in the Castle. The sheer variety of things being cooked makes it hard to really pick any one food out by smell alone, but it all melds together in a very appetizing scent that causes Xylas to black out momentarily as his body suspends itself to prevent his metabolism from spiking through the roof and devouring itself. He comes to the smells of large helpings of, well, everything in front of him, his body registering ready to eat food from the distance of their wonderful aromas. No more than 10 seconds pass between Xylas regaining consciousness and him shoveling food into his mouth to appease his incessant hunger. The six year old body of the male dragon gaining muscle definition with every other mouthful, Hyper sex organs and sex drive weren't the only hyper aspects about him; his body has a hyper constitution*, meaning that his muscles are many times stronger than average due to, despite being the same size, having many more strands of muscle fibers in them than an average person, and even the average hyper. His shell, nutrient filled as it was to give him the ability to healthily grow 3 years over the course of a night, still didn't provide enough to keep his muscles at top shape, the muscle he's gaining is actually his body repairing and finishing the muscles that couldn't be done from the get go. After Xylas finishes draining his tenth bucket of milk, his aunt, who had been watching over him just in case he choked or something else undesirable happened, coughs, noticing that Xylas had finally stopped eating for a bit before saying "Healthy appetite you got there kit, now why don't you tell your aunt how come it's only a day after you've been born and you've got the body of a 6 year old kit and a mind much older?" Xylas grins at that simply saying "I was rather active in the Ether while I was in my mother's womb, let alone in my egg..." takign a slight pause to chuckle before finishing " 'Course, my magical friend had more than a little hand in that." The look his aunt gave him wasn't of any real form of shock, more akin to some form of concern mixed with thinking of the implications of what he said. While visiting the Ether shortly before being born was typical with mages, the experience allowing them more knowledge and control over their gifts to help prevent mishaps until they actually get to the point where they can experiment with magic without endangering too many people. The longer they were in the ether before coming out of their shell, the more magical power and prowess they had. The fact Xylas had been in there shortly after he was conceived making him something very unprecedented**.
The sound of Xylas taking a bite out of his third large leg of mutton, this one had very crunchy outer layer, brought Tahka out of her thoughts to ask "You're magical friend?" To which Xylas holds up a finger as he swallows before saying "Yeah, she's a denizen of the Ether and a playful little minx to boot. Taught me bits about the things I'd need to learn about the world beyond just how to use my magical power. Though that came first during the first month inside my mother's womb, though that was more like years in the Ether." devouring another loaf of bread in short order he says to his aunt "I guess you could say that my physical body is trying to catch up to my mental age as fast as it can." before returning to wholeheartedly cleaning off the table of all the food still on it.
Seeing that Xylas wouldn't be going anywhere until he was fit to burst, Tahka calls over one of the kitchen staff to keep an eye on him while she goes to visit her sister, the exact wording being "Keep him placated until I get back with his mother, she's going to have some questions about this and I want her here for mine."
One Royal Recess later...
Charisona followed closely behind her sister Tahka as she asked, more to confirm what she just heard than anything else "So my son is not only growing at an accelerated pace, he's also the most powerful mage to ever exist?" The question was one of concern, as Xylas' existence as a full male AND an alpha hyper, the latter bit of information was easy enough to divine when he was in her womb, as is the standard practice for those who had the resources to have such a check done. Tahka nodded, saying in response as they hurried down the corridors towards the kitchens "If what he said about him being in the Ether since his conception is true, yes. His visible growth while he was gorging himself on everything that could have been shoveled in front of him when I last in the kitchens did not give me much reason to doubt him."
Something nudged at the back of Tahka's mind. They were almost to the kitchens, and the smells wafting from there should have been mouthwatering from the last corridor or so. She frowns, still keeping pace a bit in front of her sister as she breathes a bit heavily in with her nose and realizes that not only are the smells typically associated with the cooking of good food not in the air, there was a distinct smell of semen. A smell that was only getting stronger as the two of them hurried towards the kitchen.
The kitchen was an absolute mess. The few kitchen staff not in a sex coma were either tending the ovens trying to hurriedly finish making food for the rest of this section of the castle, trying to rouse others to help, or were fucking some of the well used cunts trying to get off in the sloppy seconds or whatever number it was. The wet slapping of flesh on flesh as bodies engaged in the carnal action of breeding still sounded as Xylas continued to thrust into the two females below him, pumping his virile seed into the last of the wombs in the room so that there was no cunt he hadn't filled, and consequently knocked up. Though that's excluding his mother and his aunt who had just entered as he was finishing up. The day old kit had grown exponentially, now standing at a staggering 8 feet tall and very well muscled to boot. He wasn't quite a body builder, but neither was he just athletic. Most noticeably though were his balls. Each one of the quartet of massive testicles were easily more than what Charisona knew she could comfortably hold in both her hands, let alone just one. Then Xylas grunted and his sack drew up a bit toward his groin as he started seeding the two sluts before him. They were the young buxom maids Xylas had left stunned in front of his room earlier today. Having come in while he was rutting most of the kitchen staff for a meal, the two buxom 15 year old dragonesses were already stretched a good bit by Xylas' now entirely massive shafts, his seed pumping out of them now started to stretch them like condoms***, pumping what seemed like gallons of virile sperm into the two girls, their wombs expanding and stretching out their abdomens exponentally. The look on the two young maids' faces said they'd already passed out from orgasms long before Xylas started to feel the need to release his seed, but at the start of Xylas' own orgasm, they started moaning weakly along with their nearly comatose panting. The flood of seed rushing back from the nether lips of the two fucked silly females to Xylas' groin allowed Charisona and her sister Tahka, so ensared were they by the sight of the deed and the now overwhelming smell of the room, to finally notice how stretched out the girls were, and that Xylas' shafts each had a massive knot at their respective base The dark and deep crimson flesh contrasted nicely with the onyx black scales of his sheaths and most of the rest of him. His chest scales shared a similar coloring, but not quite due to how different texures play into how a color looks. These knots were resting just outside the cunts of the two, now more or less comatose dragonesses. Xylas' shafts slowly come free from their mostly limp bodies, the inches of his shafts slowly becoming their massive full lengths of three feet. Now, due to dragons not being entirely set on how their genitals look, their male bits usually look rather similar to that of another race's. Some seem to be rather feline, others canine, some are somewhat equine, some even seem like the standard shape the humans usually have, both with and without foreskin. Xylas' shafts, however, were not that cut and dry. A hybrid of horse, feline, canine, and some human penile traits, Xylas' twin dicks definitely looked like they were meant for breeding. Their heads were tappered rather like a canines, though they had a sorta ridge before sharply tapering down to a more uniform shaft, sort of like a mix between a human's helmet and a horse's phlange. After their heads they were more or less uniform in thickness, not counting their forest like spirals of spines, medial rings, and the knots at their respective bases.
And even after rutting every cunt in this kitchen, they were still painfully hard.
That was something his mother and aunt couldn't ignore, or even wanted to ignore at this point. The pheromones in the air having pounded their restraints senseless with sledgehammers at this point so when Xylas said "You two, strip and get over here." they obeyed. Had they been in full control of their faculties, they would have noticed Xylas' eyes were a bit foggy, clouded even. He was technically, still a day old kit.
And he was deep in rut.
End of chapter 2
(yes I know I just gave you lot blue balls if you were really into this, don't worry. Chapter 3 will have all the juicy little details once I get that all squared away.. eventually.)
Quick notes section:
An Explanation about Xylas being able to see magic:
Seeing magic is rather common for anyone even remotely tied to the Ether, the closer you are to it, the more details you see in the magic's construct and/or nature. Because of this, it's actually stranger for one with any ties to the Ether to not be able to see any form of magic without an aid of some sort. Those that can't see it at all also typically have poor eyesight, though not always. The more magical power and/or knack for using it you have the clearer you can see it, and it isn't entirely dependent on sight but, having the ability to see helps a good deal. Any mage that has lived for over a year while completely blind save for their ability to "see" magic is someone to be reckoned with as a general rule.
*... This is something I ripped from a manga... something Bancho... or was it Blancho?... it's been a while since I read it and that's all I can remember of the name >.> Anyways, main Male character is this guy with a love of pudding and a hulk like body build... but that's irrelevant for this. The main female fighter character has this hyper muscle structure that allows her to swing these maces that have heads that were about her height in diameter, and their handles were around that long themselves.... all the while looking like your average blond faux-foreigner japanese manga hot babe school girl... person. Basic idea is that the finer and more numerous the strands of muscle your muscles are made of, the stronger they are. like how threads are weaker than string, string's weaker than cord, cord's weaker than rope. Material also plays a factor but that's the basic foundation. For the sake of comparison, Xylas' muscle strands are rope to a normal person's string and the regular hyper's cord. That said, it's easier for a normal hyper to build muscle mass than a non-hyper or Xylas... but Xylas also doesn't really NEED to, ya know. Him being overly well muscled is about the equivalent of being a uber hulk on steroids if he lets loose.
**Seeing as time in the Ether before being born directly relates to your magical power and ability to use it and not blow yourself out of existence as well as anything around your for some radius unless you WANT to do that. Xylas' being a denizen there since his conception in the womb would make his magical power on the scale of an atom bomb to a crude sword at the very least.
***While not modern per say, a spell named Condom was invented by a Komodo Dragon lizard morph mage, the herm got the idea after using a small snake morph as a flesh light while fucking a larger, compared to the snake morph being used as a condom, female nethered person. the snake morph more was bloated with the herm's seed obscenely after the act was done and the concept sorta just clicked.
... if "nethered" isn't already used to describe genitals it is now.