Chapter 25: Pink Haze

The moment Lexi’s sword pierced the goblin priestess’ breast, her flame whips dissipated back into the aether. Having just witnessed her last minute attack on the boy, Samantha sprang into action, sprinting headlong to the throne’s pedestal. As soon as her fingers made contact with the boy, she cast her own Heal Minor Wounds spell. And it was just barely in the nick of time. The spell took effect just as Hans’ final hit point was slipping away, dragging him back from the very brink of death. Seeing the wound magically reknit itself, and the boy draw a labored breath, the monk was momentarily satisfied that he would survive, and doubled back to Lady Eschenbach, to help free her and provide whatever aid was needed, now that the goblin threat had been summarily handled — or so she naively believed.

While Samantha was busy attending to Lady Eschenbach, Lexi was undergoing a radical transformation. Her cock instantly became painfully hard, and was leaking a stream of clear precum that almost immediately formed a dark stain on the giant bulge in her tabard. Her eyes completely glazed over, her clear blue irises and black pupils being replaced by a uniform pink color. Each orb gave off a soft glow, like little incandescent bulbs set within opaque pink nightlights, illuminating the paladin’s pretty face with a faint pink radiance.

The change to the futanari was, however, far from solely physical. As Lexi’s eyes glossed over, she could feel herself slowly — but inevitably — losing control of her body. It was like falling, ever so slowly, away from herself into the pink oblivion that was at once both terrifying and intensely desirable. She wanted to lose herself in the misty light, but at the same time was utterly afraid of what might happen to her not if, but when she gave in and submitted to it.

In the end, there was nothing that the paladin could do. Even if she had understood what was happening to her and had wanted to fight it, the curse would have overwhelmed her will just the same. This loss was far different from anything Lexi had experienced before. It, for example, could hardly have been more different from drugs which divorced one’s mind from the body. No, the pink mist’s effect was far more subtle and diabolical.

Lexi could still feel everything that her body experienced, and not only that, but certain classes of tactile sensations were amplified to an absurd degree. Every one of her erogenous zones — cock, pussy, tits — were aflame with sensation, so much that it was all but impossible for Lexi’s mind to focus on anything but the longings of her flesh. Her cock craved a pussy to fuck, just as her pussy yearned for a hard cock to fill it. This tidal wave of desire did not, however, eclipse Lexi’s consciousness. Rather, it kept conscious control of her body just a hair out of reach — so close that she could brush the tips of her fingers against it.

In this way, Lexi sat outside of herself, seeing and feeling everything that her body experienced, but helpless to control the sole instinctive urge which overwhelmed that body.

The paladin closed her eyes for a moment, drawing in a deep breath. When she exhaled, a faint pink-tinged mist escaped her lips, like the frosty vapor one would see on a cold winter’s day. But Lexi was not cold. She was on fire. Her clothes were stifling, so she tore off her tabard, casting the ripped blue fabric aside like so much refuse, baring her throbbing erection and perfectly round tits to the cavern.

“Lexi!” Gretel shouted from across the room. “What are you doing?”

The paladin heard her friend’s call, but it was as unimportant to her as the buzzing of a fly. The wave of desire washed over her again, cleansing her consciousness of any remote desire to respond to the mage. That could wait. Now, there was only one thing Lexi wanted to do — only one thing her body craved — to fuck someone. And, it just so happened that there was a handsome sandy haired boy literally lying at her feet, fully nude and still sporting a nice juicy tumescent cock just begging for another pussy — her pussy.

Lexi pivoted her body to stand over the unconscious boy, legs straddling him on either side. In the dim torchlight, her cock cast an enormous shadow over him. Her friend, the mage, called out to her again, but Lexi ignored her. Her body knew what needed to be done, and nothing was going to stop her. Squatting down on top of Hans’ lap, Lexi reached one hand under her own hips, guiding the boy’s cock into her dripping cunt, as she lowered herself onto it.

“Gyahhh!” the paladin cried out, throwing her head back in ecstatic pleasure.

Never before had her pussy been penetrated by anything other than her own fingers or toys, not in this world or her own. But, as Lexi slid herself down along the boy’s rapidly stiffening cock, feeling it thickness and length fill her from the inside out, she was overcome with a sense of completion and wholeness. It was as if a void within her had been — both literally and metaphorically — filled, and the result was nothing short of pure bliss.

Her body was already on edge, primed for orgasm, and from the instant the boy’s cock parted her slick pussy lips, Lexi felt herself rocketing towards it. With no time for any delicacy or foreplay, she took the fuck session from zero to sixty in a split second, pistoning her hips against his, her cock slapping down on top of the boy’s stomach at the bottom of each stroke while his own filled her pussy deliciously.

Despite his state of semiconscious torpor from the combined effects of the near-death experience and magical healing, Lexi heard a groggy groan escape the boy’s lips just as she felt the unmistakable sensation of him cumming inside her cunt, filling her even more with spurts of warm gooey cum. Lexi grabbed her own cock, jerking it frantically as she slammed her pussy down on the boy’s stiff cock, cresting the wave of her own orgasm just as he shot the last of his load into her.

“Hnnnggg!” came the futanari’s cry.

Lexi’s orgasm was a bit more exuberant than that of the near-comatose boy. The combined sensation of his hard cock slipping in and out of her cunt and her cock being jerked off completely overwhelmed Lexi’s senses. She blacked out for a few seconds as the tidal wave of orgasm washed over her. Her cock unloaded what seemed like an endless torrent of cum, shooting rope after rope onto the boy’s chest and stomach as the gorgeous futanari paladin shuddered and moaned atop him. By the time the last drop of cum dripped from the glistening tip of her cock, the boy looked like he had just been the center of a bukkake porn shoot.

When the post-orgasmic clarity set in, the pink haze which had eclipsed both the paladin’s eyes and will finally dissipated, leaving her in a state of full awareness of what she had just done. What Lexi had lost in the past few minutes had not been her memory, but the power to exert control over her body’s amplified desires. So, when the haze of lust finally dispersed, the paladin was left in possession of a crystal clear recollection of her place in the intervening time period’s events. She sat there, her pussy lips still wrapped around the boy’s flagging erection and her own cock laying listlessly in the enormous puddle of cum she had produced, shocked into silence as the realization washed over her.

“What is wrong with you?!”

The piercing shout, just an inch from her face, made by Gretel snapped Lexi out of the recursive loop her mind had been locked into. Lexi finally turned her head to look at the mage, whose face was a mask of intermingled rage and consternation.

“I…d-don’t even k-know how to d-describe it,” Lexi stuttered. Tears were building in her crystalline blue orbs, and her body shivered with the physical precursors to the emotional crash that seemed immanent.

“Well first off,” Gretel said brusquely. “Let’s get you off of the unconscious stud here, before he or either of his surviving family members decide to wake up.”

With a heaving pull, the voluptuous mage managed to pull Lexi off the boy’s cock, cum spilling out of the futanari’s pussy to join the puddle atop him. The paladin staggered beside the mage down the steps, and came plopping down on her butt at the bottom, sitting on the lowermost step, head in her hands and eyes staring wildly as she tried to figure out what had just happened to her. However, as the mage helped her leader down the steps, she saw the still faintly glowing rune which had been branded into the flesh just above Lexi’s cock. In an instant, comprehension passed over Gretel, and the object of her rage shifted from Lexi to the dead goblin priestess.

As the paladin and mage sat down together on the pedestal’s steps, Samantha limped over. Her earlier sprint to heal Hans’ mortal wound had taken its toll on the monk. The wound in her leg from the priestess’ flame whip looked bad, and was clearly debilitating. The huge muscular girl collapsed into a heap next to Gretel, panting with the combined exertion of the battle, and having just sprinted back and forth across the cavern to heal two of the hostages on a severely injured leg.

“Would either of you care to explain what just happened?” she said coldly, her eyes narrowed dangerously behind the shaggy white bangs. “From my vantage, it looked like our leader just took advantage of an injured and unconscious boy in the exact same manner that a goblin would have done — and in fact had done only moments ago.”

“Hold on,” Gretel interrupted, placing a gentle placating palm on the monk’s bare thigh, careful to avoid touching the nasty looking burn above. “Before you say anything else, let me try to explain as best I can. See that mark on Lexi’s stomach?” The mage pointed out the brand, which was just now finally cooling, its magical glow nearly gone, leaving behind the runic pattern on the paladin’s skin, drawn in lines of glistening red scar tissue.

Samantha nodded, but her face remained stern and unyielding.

“W-would you mind cluing me in too?” Lexi asked wearily, sniffling and wiping the nascent tears from her pretty eyes. “Cause I’ve got no fucking clue what just h-happened.”

“I’ll do my best,” the mage said, and took a deep breath to steady herself. “But this is bad…like…really bad.”

Lexi gulped audibly, her eyes going wide as she stared intently at the mage who played nervously with a lock of her pink hair. Samantha’s expression softened visibly, the apparent gravity of the situation being written plainly across the mage’s face. Gretel pointed at the now only faintly glowing brand visible on Lexi’s naked lower abdomen, just above her flaccid cock. All three girls stared intently at the sigil, a combination of vertical and diagonal lines, which reminded Lexi strongly of Germanic runes that she recognized from numerous J-RPGs, but which looked more complex than any one — which must, she reasoned, mean that it is a bindrune composed of several individual glyphs joined together for a complex magical effect.

“This,” Gretel said pointing at the bindrune, “is the sign of a curse that’s been placed on Lexi. Now, I can’t tell specifically what this rune does — no mage could — but the fact that the goblin priestess cast it using her death-blood means that this is likely to be very seriously nasty business. Curses are really the sole purview of dark priests and priestesses, but from what little we learned in school about them, curses that are sealed in the blood of sacrifice are among the most difficult to break.”

“It looked to me like you kinda blacked out there for a bit while you were going to town on the kid there,” Gretel made a gesture with her thumb towards the near-comatose Hans. “What did you feel was happening?”

Lexi explained in as much detail as she could the loss of control over her will combined with the intense and extreme amplification of her body’s sexual drive and desire. At the end, both the mage and monk seemed satisfied that Lexi had not been in control during the incident. And, while it gladdened the paladin that she had not lost the trust of her new friends and comrades, the problem of the existence of the curse itself remained looming over her like a dark shadow threatening to eclipse her self-control again at any moment.

“Gretel,” Lexi pleaded. “I don’t know what to do, and I’m scared.”

The mage took her hand, and with the kindest look Lexi could have hoped for said, “Listen, I don’t know how we fix this yet. But, we’ll find a way together. I promise.”

“You have my word on this as well,” Samantha added, clapping the paladin warmly on the shoulder, and giving her a reassuring squeeze with her enormously strong hands.

“But first,” Gretel said with her characteristically sly grin and a twinkle in her bright blue eyes. “Let’s get some clothes back on you. If I have to stare at that big juicy cock any longer, I might not be able to help myself.”