Unsheating The Sword - Chapter 2

Story by CrudeBuster

Greetings, people. This is a continuation from Unsheating the Sword, that I've posted some time ago.

Here's the second chapter, I hope you like it, and prepare to see more from these little characters.

Thanks, many thanks to srb, my overpowered beta checker and supreme editing entity.

Here's the link for the first part, HERE

And just in case, if you do want to read it offline, there's the RTF Formatted source, attached for your convenience. HERE

Oh, the tags, um, lemme see, *cahem*

This story contains Futa/Fem, Oral, Magic, Transformation, Fem/Mast.

If you are offended or not allowed to read this kind of fiction, please act as if the LHC is pointed to your groin and run away from the collision. NOW!!!

Chapter 2

“Swordplay”

Under the bright sun of the morning, the couple sleeps, refreshed from the sexy night.

As time goes by, the sunshine invades the room by the windows, touching the plant on the ceiling, slowly filling the place with the freshness of a new day. It approaches Cassia's face, caressing her features, making her cover her face by reflex.

It touches the gem in the necklace, warming it, so Cassia starts to fall in a deeper sleep, quickly dreaming away.

In the dream, she walks through a dense forest. Her body seems heavy, as she follows a dim light. It flashes, and she finds herself surrounded by scattered pillars of light that whisper, chatting between themselves.

"She's just a girl, can't possibly accomplish this duty."

"She's weak. The power might drive her mad."

"She's not worthy of that much responsibility."

"She'll break apart with the lust. Ghularea's chosen will defeat her easily."

More pillars talk, mocking Cassia, who tries to speak, but she's mute. She tries to move, but feels like a statue.

A light shines close to her face. She tries to turn her face away, but it comes near, blinding her.

The warm light comforts her, she feels safe, as a shining silhouette caresses her face.

“There, there, my darling. Don’t worry, because you’re the chosen one, the Goddess’ s champion... And my chosen granddaughter. Jandira and Galbert surely outdone themselves, you’re beautiful like a sunshine in a rainy day, sweetie.” The voice speaks softly, its contours suggesting a beautiful naked woman.

The shining light dims, revealing sinuous forms of a grown woman, long blonde hair and vivid sparkling eyes that Cassia could glance, her vision slowly adapting to the bright gleam of her clear skin.

Cassia feels lighter, being able to move again to touch the shining person, feeling a warm wave of heat tickle up her spine, looking deep in the shining eyes.

“I know the holy mission will be easy, you are wise and clever as myself, I know well. Use the wand wisely, because it is a huge responsibility that you have accepted. I’m really proud of your courage. For now, sleep. I can bet that my power is a lot funny, too. Farewell, my little sunshine…”

Cassia awakes, jumping forward. "Grandma!? You..."

Jamie snores, covered with dried cum spots, still smiling.

Cassia stretches her arms, fully awake, hair messed up, some of her clothes scattered by the bed and floor together with some of Jamie's.

Cassia yawns, trying to wake up Jamie, "Jamie... hey, psst, Jamie..."

"Yes, please... more milk... gimme all... more... yes," Jamie mumbles in her happy dream.

"Jamie!! Wake up!!" Cassia yells.

"Oh, Cassia, sleep some more... Is the bed too hard for your back?" Jamie replies, speaking very slowly, recalling last night's moments, smiling.

"No, I'm fine. I need to go back to the city, to do my job, remember?" Cassia says, putting on her bra, measuring her breasts mentally. She remembers vaguely last night's transformation. They seem the same round shaped mounds, as she lightly caresses her pink areolas and small nipples, before slipping them in her bra.

Her sisters were jealous, saying that she would be huge like her mom, she knew by heart mom's large bra. She recalled her transformation, even that cleavage wasn't half of Mom's family sized jugs, that sway and bob when she climbs and descends the stairs. If there was ever a king sized bra, in could be Mom's wardrobe.

"Could it be that our last night was a dream?" Cassia thinks, looking at Jamie's timid breasts.

Jamie hugs herself, rolling in the bed still sleeping, mumbling strange words, smiling and giggling while snoring.

"All that cum, lights, power... I must check it out," Cassia says while looking down her crotch. "All right, where are you... um... here," She whispers to herself while touching her soft clitoris.

It's little and hooded, nothing spectacular compared to her grown sisters, she knew well by the

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