Chapter 8 - Eyes Of Gold
I came back the next day, the evening hours of Sunday in the first week of April. Lila was in the library, setting up some sort of circle on the wooden floor that had something of an alchemy or sorcery feel to it by scratching it into the the floor. I had to wonder where she got the idea for it, as none of the stories I gave her had that sort of theme. At least the parts I gave her had nothing of it. No, it might have been Faelight. The old and forgotten magic that had not been used must have resurfaced later in the story.
“Hey,” I said. Lila turned from the line she was carving, and jumped into the air like some fort of ninja or acrobat.
“Oh, it’s just you, Jack,” she said, lowering the knife in her hand. “Thought it was him again.”
“Again?” I asked. “Did the guy from the untethered space try to come in here or something?”
“He WAS in here,” Lila said, standing up while tossing the knife spinning into the air. Her other hand caught the handle from the air gracefully. “The library is kinda like part of the untethered space, since I took it out of Tiarto’s story, but that room downstairs is something else. When I ran down there, he stopped moving at the ceiling, as if there was a barrier there or something.”
“Yeah, because the room is not part of a story,” I explained. “Well, it is, but not really. It was kinda like the middle ground between story and reality. It’s hard to define. If he does show up in the area, I think I can use creationism to trap him somehow.”
“We don’t even know what he is yet,” Lila said. “But I had the same idea with this old spell from the Karinenn codexes. I know you don’t know much about it, but it’s later in Ledeon’s story.”
“You there?”
“Sorry, I dozed off,” I said.
“Sorry if I was boring you.”
“No, it’s just I didn’t get a very good night of sleep last night,” I explained. “I’ll get a better one tonight.”
“You should masturbate before you go to sleep,” Lila said. I cringed. “It helps me get a better rest, but I have been sleeping down in the room of late, so you might want to clean that couch with your creationism a bit when you get a chance.” The dumb beast took control of my nose for a moment to sniff the air for anything that could identify as sexual excretions from downstairs, but it was too far. I threw him back into the cage and considered what Lila said for later.
“You should avoid sexual topics,” I said. “It empowers beast. If he attacks me at the wrong time, you might end up in a weird predicament.”
“I welcome it,” she said. “You hold him up on such a pedestal of sexual prowess, but you’ve never had sex. I don’t mean that as a slight. I’m just saying that if you don’t let him wild out sometimes, how do you really know that he can even do harm? Maybe he’s just supposed to help you be wild in bed, and holding him back is making you sick.”
“Yeah, Rebecca thought the same,” I said. “But whenever I lost control of him around her, in her spinster ways, I only ended up hurting her physically, rather than claim sexual gratification. It’s not such an easy task to only let the passion out, when he’s also angry.”
“Remember, I’m not really here,” Lila said, sounding just like Rebecca. “I can’t get hurt. If I do get hurt, I heal. Look.” She took the knife to her hand and sliced a long cut over her palm. The blood dripped purple much to my surprise, then flowed back into her arm and sealed up the open wound.
“I’m not talking about physical wounds,” I said. “I meant more like mental scars. Let’s leave him be for now. I’m more interested in the guy in the untethered space and what this circle is.” The carving had triangles connected by lines, and intersected by vine-like patterns. There was no actual circle, but the mass of shapes wove into a ring of sorts. It reminded me a bit of the Queen of White Thorn patterns of glowing vines, but was definitely more modern. As much as I wanted to give Lila that story of Atroano Zisi and the Words of Command, I still wanted to believe she was not that interested in sexual matters.
“Well, I don’t mean to spoil it for you in the reading later,” she said. “But the cyder tree band is a summon from another dimension. I’m not sure it will work in untethered space. It should, since it has parts of everything to make stories, but we’ll just have to see. The cyder tree function is to extract elements that do not belong in a designated area. In the story, the area is as big as a corner of space, which is small in comparison to what Ledeon and his gang traveled through. This time, I’m just making it as big as the library, so I can activate it when he steps inside again.”
“When does he stop by?”
“Well,” Lila said, continuing her carving. “Definitely when you’re not around. Though last time, I did see him right behind you on the staircase, those gold eyes in a black shadow really creeped me out. Sometimes, he’ll just hover right outside the window when I’m masturbating up against the couch pillows. I wonder if he knows what I’m doing. Are you ok?”
“Yeah, it’s just beast again,” I said, while Lila’s eyes looked down. Right before my eyes, her body advanced in age until she was grown up. Her breasts protruded through the loose shirt she was wearing, now taut over her chest leaving her stomach bare. At her waist, the pants burst their seams and fell off, leaving only white underwear straining to remain.
“Damn, I forgot the clothes,” she said, peeling her underwear down without an ounce of shame. Much to my surprise, there was a certain part missing from her anatomy of what I believed to be human kind. I was stunned by the smooth surface between the legs, but beast was pushing thoughts of just cutting a hole there for use in traditional ways. “Is that thing on your front something to do with excitement?” Adult Lila crouched exposing the space between her legs to more disappointing smoothness. There was no ridge, no hole, no indication of any kind that the spot was used for anything I associated with it from my reality.
“Yeah,” I said. “It pumps up full of blood to enter into a spot in the similar spot on the body of a female of my kind, something I realize you don’t happen to have.”
“Can I see it?” She asked. I considered it for a moment, then slipped my pants down as she came closer. “It's a strange, but similar principle. The hole it would fit is on my back.” Lila turned around and lifted the shirt higher to reveal something of a triangle vulva on her lower back. It had three corners, with two facing up and one down. This would not work on a human, as the spine would be in the way. Her spine had to split into a hole that would allow a male to deposit the component into the belly, unless they carried a child like a backpack. There was much to find out about her, but I wanted to stop there.
“Can I touch it?” She asked, and reached her hand before I replied. I wanted to jump back, afraid, but beast had me rooted. When her hand touched down, then glided down the length, he broke past his chains and cage into control. In one swift motion, Lila was facing away and he pushed the primed erection into the triangle without caution. She gasped at the motion, then fell forward, cutting the penis that was inside her spine between the bones within.
“What the hell?” I asked, but it was beast. He pulled out with nothing there. The piece of flesh was left inside her. I used that bit of shock to take back control of my body, and gain some distance from Lila. When I was on the other end of the library, she was still crumpled over in the same position, motionless. I waited, regenerating the limp part ripped off. Just as I was about to approach with concern, she shot up with a loud gasp of pleasure. Next, she dropped to all fours, flipped to her butt while lifting the shirt onto her neck, and slowly pushed the alien bit of matter out of herself.
“He’s scared of you now,” I said, once she was done. That triangle vulva was etched into the back of my skull. I wondered if she just lost control, or if that was supposed to happen the way it happened. “My kind moves around inside more before the ending, and usually it doesn’t end with the cutting of the extension that is penetrating.” Lila sat up with a relaxed face, then shrank back to a child version.
“Sorry,” she said. “I did kind of lose control. Girls usually let the guy pull out before getting there, but this was my first time. And you did that with such forcefulness I immediately melted down. When it does cut, doesn’t your kind grow new ones?”
“Nope, we’re single-use creatures,” I responded. “Well, some things grow and shed, but not that. It’s women that really shed the inner lining of their womb periodically. Men just dispense their components left and right all over the place, but don’t have to. You should already know this from the data transfer.”
“Then I’m sorry,” Lila said, turning around. I did notice her younger back had nothing there in child form as the shirt was still rolled up. Maybe it was something that opened up when older. Or maybe it was elsewhere and aligned to the lower back when old enough for creating life. Either way, beast was stunned quiet, and that was the greatest outcome I could hope for. “That must have traumatized you a bit. So tell me, is that the kind of mental scars that beast had intention of leaving on me?” I smiled.
“I suppose so,” I said. “I do have to say, it’s a great way to give women power. My world has this terrifying occurrence of men forcing themselves on women. If women could just arch their back to cut those invaders off, it would be a different world.”
“That happens in my world, too,” Lila said. “As awful as it is, all they have to do is keep the ridgeline steady and she’s still violated. That’s... not a great topic.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry,” I said. “Do children not have it until their come of age?”
“Oh, it’s here,” Lila said, pulling up her shirt up higher to the upper back. “Over the years, the Yoni shifts until it reaches the Elyx, the widening of the ridgeline. There it remains until older age when the Yoni droops and eventually there is no way to get through the Elyx at all. Look, I’ll show you.” The shirt came off entirely to expose her back. I could feel beast bucking again, but I restrained him tighter.
The smaller version of the “yoni”, first expanded to the sides, then started migrating down her spine until it stopped. Meanwhile, her body was changing from child to adolescent into a fully grown woman. There it remained as she aged further. The side corners of the yoni sagged to the sides, creating a gross looking bundle of flesh as it moved down to between her legs. Lila was now an old lady, sagging with skin all over her body. In just a few moments, her body aged back to her child self, and donned new clothes.
“That’s pretty cool,” I said, thinking back to her discussing masturbating against the couch. “So by pleasuring yourself on the couch, you mean you just sat down and rubbed your back up against the seats. That would look weird, like you had an itch you just couldn’t reach.”
“I suppose you could call it an itch,” she said. “Let me know if you ever want to help me scratch it. That, I’ve done before with someone, but it was just another girl. Parents are protective of being alone with boys. I’m sure that's something similar in your world.” She hit the nail on the head with that one, but I wondered just how different her life was before she was put here.
“So I guess I should get going and let you try to catch this guy who’s watching you,” I said. “I will keep thinking of ways that I can help, but JJ hasn’t been too helpful. The only idea he had for now is to light up the whole of untethered space, or at least the corner where the guy is and have a better look at him, but if you say that he’s all dark even when he’s inside the library, then it might not help. I’ll keep pestering him for other ideas, but good luck with yours.”
“Ok, Jack,” Lila said. “Sorry I wasn’t able to scratch your itch, but do it yourself before bed if you want a better rest period.”
“I’ll try to stop by tomorrow, but I can’t promise I will,” I said. “I’m stopping by work to help out in this difficult time of virus spreading. It might be just for one day, but might be more.”
“Ok, no problem,” she said. “Oh, and thanks for the point. I enjoyed it.”
“Later, Lils,” I said, and threw out a booklet before leaving. It was Zisi, but I was not sure she would enjoy it as much since it was about humans of my kind.
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