The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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The FHA - Section 1: The Night Before free porn video
SECTION 1 - THE NIGHT BEFORE
Glen threw the door back into its frame behind him and it shut with a
slam. The panes of glass in the window of the door rattled in their
casings as the vibrations faded away. He threw his school bag down and
it hit the wall on the way down. Glen huffed to himself, what a day. He
had got in to trouble in nearly all of his lessons, and had actually
ended up with a detention after school and had only just got back from
it. He had had an argument with his two best friends who were now not
talking to him. Glen kicked his shoes off and went up to his bedroom,
taking the stairs two at a time.
Glen is your standard teenager. He is pushing 6 foot, so his is
relatively tall for his age but that helps when you play basketball as
Glen does. He has dark hair that is usually kept quite tidy along with
his general appearance. He wasn't overly attractive, but every now and
then he would sway the heart of some girl. Overall he was a nice guy to
be mates with, but two people wouldn't say so after today.
Glen sat at his PC as he recalled the day's events. The argument
between him and his mates wasn't really anything serious, but it had
been blown up in that sort of way. Glen felt angry just thinking about
the incident.
Let me introduce you to Glen's best friends; Jason and Leon. The
argument had arisen early in the morning. Glen was pretty good mates
with Jason's girlfriend Morgan who had been going out for about 7
months now, a reasonable achievement for a teenage relationship. Morgan
had been talking to Glen about maybe breaking up with Jason and Jason
had caught wind of this. He had thrown things right out of proportion
and presumed that Glen had been conspiring against him with Morgan.
Glen had tried to argue, but it wasn't worth it. Naturally, Leon
followed what ever Jason did; he seemed to look up to him and often
Glen felt like the outsider.
Glen scoffed at the day's events as he checked his emails in his room.
The evening passed somewhat quickly and without much notice, Glen was
starting to feel pretty tired. He got ready for bed and fell asleep at
11:16pm exactly. He muttered to himself in his sleep;
"What a Birthday." and he slipped into a deep sleep.
Glen was dreaming of something obscure that the reader wouldn't even be
able to make sense of, when there was a scraping at the window of his
bedroom. At first, Glen didn't stir to the irritating noise but the
volume increased and eventually awoke Glen. He rolled over and looked
at his clock, which read 3:00am. He wasn't even aware that the noise
had woken him up, but he jumped the next time it occurred. He ignored
it, but it was persistent and kept getting louder and more frequent.
Eventually Glen was afraid that someone else in the house might hear
the noise, so he rose from his bed with a shiver and walked over to the
window.
Glen drew back the curtains to reveal some sort of insect or something
outside the steamed up window. He turned away throwing the curtains
back against the window as he walked toward his bed. But the scratching
continued, like a splinter in the silent room. Glen stopped in his
tracks and turned back toward the window. He would have to kill this
winged insect, whatever it was. There was no way that he could get to
sleep with this sort of noise.
Throwing the curtains back again, he wiped the steamed up window with
the sleeve of the shirt that he sleeps in, leaving a residue of water
on the soft material. He had to do a double take at the insect, which
was standing right up against the window, but he was sure he hadn't
seen anything like that before. Wait a minute, what insect stands? As
Glen looked closer, he could have sworn that the insect creature had a
face. He tried to focus his tired eyes, and realised that the creature
definitely had a face, that of a woman. How could it be a woman? It was
about 6 inches tall, but as he looked he realised the creature had the
body of a woman as well!
The creature had small but definite breasts that were suited to her
size. He looked in amazement. The creature was wearing some sort of
tight fitting green costume; something that looks like a pixie would
wear. He saw something behind the woman's back and realised that she
did indeed have wings. They fluttered lightly in the evening breeze and
glinted a sharp crystal colour.
---
Heysha was getting slightly irritated that the chosen boy was just
standing there looking at her. Sure, maybe he had never seen a fairy
before, but still! She wasn't exactly totally alien, he had seen
pictures of people like her in real life surely. She watched as the boy
glanced at her face, and then down at her body. She rolled her eyes as
his seemed to stop at her ample chest. Heysha fluttered her wings to
draw his attention away from her body and succeeded in doing so. The
boy stood amazed and transfixed.
"What are you doing Heysha," the fairy muttered under her breath before
uttering, "Hey, let me in already!" quite a bit louder.
---
Glen jumped as the creature shouted. Her voice was somewhat soothing,
although Glen couldn't really explain why. He stood there for a while,
and the creature emphasised that she wanted to come in with a bit of a
nod toward the base of the window. Glen, still tired from lack of
sleep, slid the window open and the little creature fluttered through
the window and onto his desk. He stood looking at her, but then
realised the window was still open and he was getting slightly cold due
to this.
The creature dusted herself down a bit, brushing things off her front
with her small hands. Glen, not losing sight of the little creature,
moved across and turned on a lamp that was standing on his desk over a
pile of schoolwork. It shed some light across the room and onto the
small creature. Glen stood almost mouth open, at the wings that were on
her back.
---
"Heysha, he is staring at you again..." thought Heysha to herself and
muttered it under her breath although the boy didn't hear her. She
smiled up at the giant patronisingly. He just stood there. "I know,"
muttered Heysha and she flew down off the desk on to the floor. The boy
moved away from her at some pace and Heysha laughed to herself. She
stood in the middle of the floor and closed her eyes ready to perform
the task that she had done hundreds of times before.
---
Glen could have sworn that the small creature said something, but
didn't have time to think about what she said as she slid off his desk
and flew around onto the floor. Glen jumped at this sudden movement. He
was starting to feel pretty anxious. I mean, what was he supposed to
think? Some sort of fairy creature had just come into his room and he
wasn't sure why, or if he was dreaming for that matter. Glen thought
about running for help, but who would believe him? He could picture it
now, walking in to his parent's room and saying there was a fairy girl
in his room.
The small creature now stood in the middle of the floor. Glen looked
closer again and saw that she closed her light eyelids slowly and
looked down towards the ground. A small glow emitted from her figure
and then something extraordinary occurred. The small fairy girl started
growing. Glen couldn't believe it, he backed away again a fair
distance. The fairy creature continued to grow, it was now about twice
Glen's height. The moment seemed to take ages, but within a few seconds
there was a beautiful woman standing in front of him.
Glen would have guessed the woman to be about 20 years old, and he
wouldn't be far off. Heysha was actually 19 years old. She stood there
in front of Glen looking back at him wide eyed. Glen looked opened
mouthed at her. He saw that she was wearing what looked to be some sort
of super hero uniform, which was a darkish blue. There were tints of
green every now and then, in a pattern across her body. The green
pattern wrapped itself around her shapely legs, which were incredibly
long. The uniform seemed to be made of tight Lycra and was a one piece
costume. It clung tightly to her amazing body, around her large breasts
and her smooth hips.
The woman now standing in front of him had the deepest dark eyes that
Glen had ever seen. In fact, Glen would probably say that this woman
was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, if he wasn't in such a
state of shock. She had dark flowing hair to match her eyes, which hung
down loosely behind her. She seemed to wear a light layer of make up
and as Glen continued to stare up and down at her she put her weight on
one foot and placed her hands on her hips.
---
Heysha threw back her hair as she looked back up at the room, this time
from a much higher perspective. She got her bearings, and then saw the
boy in the corner. He took a few steps toward her and started eyeing
her up and down.
"Oh Jesus." Heysha muttered to herself. But she decided to be patient
with this one; he was one of the first ones who hadn't thrown a total
wobbly at the sight of a fairy. "Just let him soak it in." she thought
again. Eventually Heysha got rather bored with just standing there
being goggled at and so started to break into sentence.
"I take it that you don't know why I am here?" She asked calmly.
---
Glen jumped as the woman in front of him said something to break the
silence. It wasn't exactly quiet either. Glen thought that it could
have easily woken his parents and looked toward the door in instinct.
Thinking about it, Glen wasn't sure what she had said. He was still in
shock, and continued to look at her body and wonderful face. She spoke
again.
"Well even if you do or don't I am here now and its time that we had a
little chat." And the woman walked over and placed herself over to
Glen's bed and sat herself down on it. She crossed her slender legs and
looked up at Glen.
---
"My name is Heysha and what you saw is real." Heysha looked into her
brain as if she had spoken this same speech a thousand times. "I am
part of an organisation called the FHA, otherwise known as the 'Fairy
Hero Association'. Basically, I am here today to wish you happy
birthday, so happy birthday to you and so on." Heysha paused and looked
up at Glen who was still just staring at her. "Aren't you going to say
anything?" She asked to break the silence.
"Yeah, can you keep the noise down? My parents might wake up and the
situation might be a bit awkward if they walked in." Said Glen,
nervously.
"Don't worry, they can't hear us." replied Heysha confidently.
"How do you kn..." but Heysha interrupted Glen and continued with her
little story.
"Just listen for a second. I know you are Glen, and that you are 16
today. Or you were yesterday technically. It is important for me to
tell you that you are one of a very select few. Now that you are 16,
you have obtained your super hero powers. Now, these are a bit hard to
understand so listen carefully Glen. That fairy figure that I was
before, that is part of our identity. We can appear to look like that
when we please, you know, it makes getting around a bit easier and also
people won't see us as easily. Just convenience really. This form that
I am in now, is my super-hero form. What I do to 'fight crime and bring
justice' and all that crap. Yours will be similar I'm afraid; yes
that's the catch. You must help with the 'fight against crime' as a
Fairy Hero, just some name we like to call ourselves, and fairy heroes
go by this sort of appearance."
Glen stood there in the room in disbelief. What was this joker telling
him? That he had super powers? He must be dreaming, he tried to wake up
but couldn't.
"I don't... I don't understand. What are my powers?" Glen said,
stuttering.
"Quite simple really." Heysha stood up off the bed. "Note, wings." She
said and the same sort of insect like wings sprouted from her back as
if they had always been there although Glen hadn't seen them since they
Heysha had changed her form to the large woman. "Yes I know, we can
conceal them. Something that humans can't comprehend, they are still
there but no one can see them. Don't ask me how, quite frankly I don't
know."
"Flying? Is that it?" Glen asked, intrigued. He had to catch this fool
out somehow and prove this was all a joke.
"What do you mean is that it? Can you fly boy?"
"Well, no... But..."
"Less chat. Let's get you ready." and Heysha walked up to Glen in the
middle of his room. She muttered some things under her breath, which
seemed to be in another language and then touched Glen. He could feel
what felt like a thin layer of cold water rush all over him, but it
wasn't just on his exterior, he could feel it inside. It was cold but
it didn't take long until he returned to normal. "There." Heysha said,
"Welcome to the Fairy Hero Association Glen, good to have you on
board."
"What was that?!" exclaimed Glen and noticed he was out of breath.
"Just the initiation. You have the powers now."
"But I don't feel any different?"
"Oh you want to feel different do you?" said Heysha with a bit of a
grin at Glen. He looked confused. "I think you should make your first
appearance Glen. Just close your eyes and think about changing your
body shape into to your Fairy Hero form and it should happen. Try it."
said Heysha.
What was Glen supposed to do? Nothing that this fairy lady had told him
had made any sense. He was just about ready to go back to bed and
forget that this every happened but then he thought, what had he to
lose? After all, this would prove to this crazy woman that she was
obviously insane and that she should leave his room as soon as possible
and preferably head towards the nearest hospital.
Glen took a deep breath and closed his eyes. As the room went black, he
thought about being a super hero. He pictured a man with large muscles
who seemed to resemble super-man. He thought this was a total waste of
time, but if he concentrated he could feel his body buzzing. When he
thought about it, Glen realised there was a definite vibration
occurring all over his body.
"Unreal." he thought to himself, keeping his eyes closed.
He had a strange sensation all over his body, which lasted for about 2
seconds before everything stopped, and the room was as still as it ever
had been. Glen opened his eyes, confident that what he had just done
was a total waste of his time and effort. He should be asleep; he had a
test in the morning. It was when he looked around his room he noticed
that he seemed to be shorter. But that can't happen, he must be
imagining it, he thought. He sighed, and felt something different to
what he was used to in his voice. It made him jump slightly, and gasp,
which was also of a higher tone than he was used to.
Glen raised his hands and his eyes caught that he was wearing a dark
blue costume that stretched down his arms to end at his wrists and then
the material locked around his thumb. He could see that his fingers
were now a lot longer and thinner than they had been before, he was
sure of it. His nails were pearly white and instead of being chewed,
they were perfectly rounded and neat. He checked the material on his
left arm with his right hand, lifting it off his skin. Indeed, it was
some sort of Lycra material and Glen let the material return to its
skin hugging state with a snap.
Glen didn't want to put two and two together. His breathing became a
bit more rapid and this caused him to notice another change. He was
sure that he could feel his chest rising much more than it had been
before. He took a deep breath and could have sworn that there was some
extra weight there than he was used to. Glen was in denial, but he
looked down at his body and saw two huge mounds sticking out of his
chest. They were none less than female breasts, and huge ones at that.
The Lycra costume held them perfectly, showing the FHA logo across the
two perfect breasts.
Glen started to panic. What was he seeing? This couldn't be him. It
just couldn't. He rose up his arms and touched the breasts. Sure
enough, he could feel them both with his hands and the weight being
relieved off his chest. It was extraordinary. He gasped at the feeling
that he never thought he would experience. The Lycra made them smooth
to touch and he ran his hands around them. He looked down below his new
chest and saw that he had a flat but muscular looking stomach. Beneath
that, the Lycra material curved away from view between his legs. He
didn't want to think about it but it was quite clear that he no longer
had a penis.
Looking down below his chest made him realise that near his stomach,
the sides of his frame seemed to concave toward each other. He ran his
hands along them and then down over his wider thighs. His hands moved
round onto his backside and he found that it stuck out much more than
he had known before. He pushed his hands into it and realised that it
was much more padded than before. Long legs encased in dark blue Lycra
sped toward the ground beneath him. He couldn't believe they belonged
to him and he moved them about a bit.
"Wha..." Glen started, but jumped at his feminine voice. It was high
pitched and smooth, something he wasn't used to. He regained his
composure and then started again. "What have you done to me?"
"Technically nothing. You just did that yourself." Said Heysha, eyeing
Glen's knew appearance up and down. "Not bad at all. Should be a
pleasure to work with you Glen! Or should I say... Frisha?"
"My name's changed as well?" exclaimed Glen, although he realised it
was hardly a consolation considering he had lost his member.
"Well you can hardly be 'Glen' like that can you." Heysha said giving
him another look up and down. "I mean, what would people think?" Heysha
started acting out something in a mocking voice; "Oh, save us. Thank
God, here comes... 'Glen'. Doesn't really have the right ring to it
does it, let's be honest Frisha."
"That's not my name."
Heysha laughed. "Look at yourself for goodness sake!"
"You are evil...why did you give me these!?" said Frisha, grabbing her
new breasts.
"You want to hear the real story?" asked Heysha.
"Damn straight." replied Frisha demandingly. Heysha paused and looked
at Frisha for a while.
"Take a look at yourself first, in that mirror." she gestured toward
the mirror standing beside Glen's desk.
Frisha walked over to the full-length mirror and the reflection that
stared back at her gave her a shock. Looking back was a blonde haired
babe with a knockout body. She was dressed in the same Lycra costume
that Heysha was dressed in with identical patterning down the legs
although Frisha's was red rather than green. The reflection had golden
blonde hair, which was tied up behind her head in a ponytail. It hung
down past her shoulders. Frisha span her head quickly and the ponytail
reacted, swaying in front of her face. Frisha had to admit; the
reflection that she saw was indeed beautiful. Maybe could even
challenge on Heysha and she alone was a wonderful looking girl. Frisha
noticed that she might have increased in age, although maybe not a lot.
She didn't look as old as Heysha. Heysha broke the silence after a
while.
"You want to go for a fly?"
"What now?"
"Why not?" asked Heysha.
"Okay, how?"
"Don't know, its instinct. You can do it easy."
"Don't we need to go small so no one will see us?" asked Frisha.
"Nah, I think we can risk it. After all it is 3:00 in the morning."
replied Heysha.
Frisha turned around to look at her bedside clock. It did indeed read
3:00am. She could have bet money that when Glen was awoken by Heysha's
scratching at the window it also read 3:00am. No time had passed since
waking up.
"What the..." said Fresha.
"Come on you. Let's go."
Heysha lead the pair out of Glen's room, down the stairs and out of the
front door onto the street. The air was still cold and fresh. Clouds
moved silently over the pair, revealing a bright full moon in the dark
sky. Silver stars scattered a black canvas, glinting in the darkness.
They stood there looking up at the sky for a while before Heysha
decided to take flight. In one swift movement, the beautiful female
figure took flight off the ground and spread her wide wings, which
helped her keep flight. She soared quite high as Frisha looked up at
her. Frisha had already heard too much that she couldn't believe this
evening that the thought of her flying didn't seem that unreal. She
built up confidence and then instinctively revealed her wings. She
could see them in the corner of her eye as she pushed away from the
ground. It was like a jump, but she was propelled into the air and
carried on. The feeling was incredible as the pair of Fairies flew
toward the full moon.
AUTHORS NOTES:
This idea came to me pretty quickly. I'm not sure where to go with it
and can't really think of any story lines that would progress with this
initial template. I wrote it for myself because it seemed an okay idea
to jot down. Please feedback in reviews.
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