It’s official. I was fucked. Fucking hell! I flinched away from the rock as more steam flew across my back. My heavy coat was holding up, at least I think it was. Not gonna lie it felt uncomfortably warm there. So either the coat was doing its job or my nerves were dead.

The bronze lizard was eying me. His red reptilian eyes was darting around trying to find some way to get to me. Fortunately this cave was just awkward enough for him to get the proper angle to blast me. Unlike that poor bastard in the back. Bleached bones and a couple of clothes is all I saw of him.

Fuck, this guy was in for the long haul! He was burying himself underneath the sand. Waiting, that fuck knew I’d have to leave at some point and he was waiting for me, daring me to come out.

I couldn’t move, I knew from painful experience just how fast that bastard could unborrow himself and attack. Damn it! I was just trying to pass through!

This whole month had been a dumpster fire honestly. Turn 18, don’t have a magic ability like everyone else in the goddamn country and your parents give you the boot. Wander around looking for work, everyone laughs at you, or worse, pities you, then slams the damn door in your face. Then you get the bright idea to travel south across a fucking desert. Don’t get one day in before this fucker decides to make you lunch!

That’s when I feel it, an icy grip on my arm. I look back and see death. A ghost! Probably of the guy I saw in the back of the cave! Normally these assholes are easy to dodge. They’re slow so unless you do something stupid like go to sleep near where they kicked the bucket you were safe. Which is good cause these guys liked to steal your body and complete their unfinished business. Sometimes that shit’s simple, and sometimes they decide they rather like their 2nd shot at life and decide to set up shop.

I could feel him seeping into me. I tried to shake him off. I popped up for a second to break the link, it worked, briefly. I had to dive back down because I preferred my flesh attached to my face! That fucker was FAST!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! So my choices were be that bastards lunch or get my ass possessed by a fucking ghost! I shivered as his arm merged with mine.

Fuck this asshole! Death is better than whatever the fuck this is! I move to stand up. Let the steam take me. It’d hurt like a bitch but at least it’d be quick.

“Wait! I can get us out of here!” He talked with my own damn voice.

“Fuck you!” I was on my feet now. “C’mere lizard!”

“No!” The lizard was already unburied, I swore I could see him licking his lips as it inhaled, ready to blast me with enough steam to rip my flesh from my bones.

“I can pay you!”

I let myself fall backwards, the hot steam passing dangerously close to my face. I could feel the hot steam ripping past my face.

“Prove it.”

He stared at me with those haunting red eyes before pointing back into the furthest reaches of the cave.

“My body. You will find a bag on it.”

He sounded sad. I would have cared more if this whole deal didn’t involve him stealing my body. Man could promise me the moon and it wouldn’t matter. Though dying was a far less attractive option. I crawled to the back, poor bastard took it straight to the chest, at least judging by the shiny white ribs compared to the rest of the bones. The bag, more of a satchel, was unharmed. I grabbed it and pulled it open. It was far heavier than I thought. I pulled a big bunch of leaves from it. They were a weird color. Some kind of strange pale - 

“Silver?” I gasped. “Wait!” I pushed passed the other leaves to the bottom of the satchel. I could feel several lumps. Heavy lumps. I grabbed one and pulled it out.

“Gold!” I examined the pure golden acorn that sat daintily in my hand. “You found it?”

The shade nodded. “Help me and the contents of the bag are yours.”

“What’s your unfinished business?” The fact it was a damn king’s ransom was really helping his case, but he was still galavanting off with my body!

“My wife, Morven. I need to get back to her, I need to tell her where the Aurum Argent lies.”

“Cool, love to believe you, but you know I’ll be riding along with you the whole time. You tell her where it is and I’ll know. No way you’re gonna just let me walk away knowing that.”

“It’s already been prospected. None but my household can find it. Instructions or no.”

He had my legs now. My position was pretty weak and getting weaker by the moment. Left with little to lose and much to gain I nodded.

“You win.” I muttered.

“Thank you.”

He stepped inside me. I could feel him stretching my fingers, wiggling my toes. I, he, grabbed the bag, slinging it over my shoulder. He crouched in a running position. I felt my muscles tense and my body felt a huge rush of adrenaline and suddenly a release!

We blasted out of the cave faster than I could blink! My body hurtled through the air. Air slamming painfully against my face. A burst of cold hit them and suddenly we were above the clouds.

“What? How!” I shakily tried to ask. My lips didn’t move to ask the question, and nor did they when he answered.

“My ability, flight. Why do you think I became a prospector?”

I tried to ask a few more questions but he refused to answer as he flew us all over the damn place! Seemed to change direction every few minutes and he was fast! At one point we saw Aerack, that was weeks away from where we started! Eventually he set us down. As he looked around I realized that motherfucker was trying to play me! For all the flying, all that distance we were only a few days walk from where we’d started! That bastard was trying to hide just how close we were and he was undoubtedly gonna try to send his little message then fly my ass off into the sunset as far as he could manage. Hell if he timed it right I’d tumble from the sky and die on impact!

He set off down the road. He’d landed us in a clearing in the middle of bum fuck nowhere. That was honestly pretty smart, if I could fly I’d take precautions to try and keep that shit a secret too!

I don’t like disrespecting a man’s house but this thing had clearly seen better days. We opened the gate and stepped inside the yard. Gate was a generous term for what it was. Which is a piece of rotted wood hanging off a single hinge.

He knocked on the door and in stark contrast to the shitty hovel was Morven. Ho! Lee! Shit! Her eyes a deep ocean blue, her hair a fiery red, her skin a milky white, her plain brown dress couldn’t disguise her shapely legs, but her most desirable feature was the pair of massive breasts her bodice did little hide. Just the sight of her lit a primal spark in me. I wanted her, and, if I survived this, she was going to be mine!

“Hello?” She regarded us warily.

“Morven! I know I look different but it’s me, Clyde!”

“Clyde?”

“I found it! Aurum Argent! Here look!” He opened the bag, my payday, and showed her the silver leaves and gold acorns. Immediately her expression changed from dubious to shock.

“So, much!” she breathed. “Come inside!” she practically pulled us inside. Not that I minded as my arm now found itself surrounded by the warm flesh of her chest. She slammed the door behind us.

The hovel was in a sorry state. It was clean enough but everything in here had some sort of wear or breakage or some black stuff that I could only presume was the onset of mold. A poor place for a gorgeous woman!

“Listen, I don’t have much time.” Clyde began but she kissed him, me, deeply. I could feel her lips pressing into mine. Her tongue darting eagerly to reach mine. Which with Clyde’s instruction curled around hers. Our hands slid greedily along her back stopping to begin kneading her most pleasant posterior.

“Wait!” He pushed her away. “I can’t stay long! Hear me and listen well. The Aurum Argent, I was only able to collect a small amount of it’s many leaves and acorns. I was told to harvest it once a month. Take what I could carry in this satchel and no more!” 

“OK, darling.” She moved his hands to her chest. “But let me keep your hands busy while we talk.” Our hands cupped her chest as our fingers sunk into their warmth.

“It is nearby. The millpond down the road, face the desert. Walk 2days and you’ll find a wall of rock speak the words “Vetus via” and the way will open. Only you or a member of the household can enter. I’ve placed the prospectors enchantment on it.”

Despite the hunger in her eyes I could tell she was listening intently. He ripped her bodice open the buttons clattering to the ground. The small white strip of her underwear was now the only thing holding her chest back from its full potential.

“Anything else?” She moaned as we we slowly rubbed her nipples. Which stiffened as our fingers danced with them.

“Only what I said before. One a month. Take what fits in one satchel. Melt them down into bars. Sell them as far from here as you can.”

She pushed herself upon us. Her pusssy leaving a moist trail on our leg as she straddled our chair.

“I need to go!” He protested.  “I -“

She lifted her dress and took our hand pushing it inside her panties. By unknown habit they began to slide around her pussy’s lips.

“Don’t go. It’s been so long…”

“My business.” He protested weakly 

“Isn’t over.” She kneaded our pants and my dick sprang to attention. She deftly freed it from its cloth prison.

“As you wish.” He grunted before slipping my member inside her sopping pussy. She felt wonderful! Warm dripping goodness clenching around me as we thrust inside her. She wrapped her legs around us as she bounced atop us. My body tensed as my seed erupted within her. Suddenly I realized Clyde was no more. His business completed. Mine, however, was far from over. I lifted her seductive body, setting her on the table.

“Oh Clyde! You’re being so forceful!” She putted.

“Clyde’s not here.” I growled as I pushed her down! Her hands hitting the table with a thunk!

“Wait!” Her struggles only made her body more exotic! I tore the strap holding her breasts in place and I seized her milky white mounds! I noticed now they were peppered with red freckles. My mouth found hers as her now freed hands fruitlessly tried to push me away. She tried to scream but my kiss muffled her cries.

Today I was the victor! Today I was the conqueror! No more pushed to the sides! Magic or no today I was not walking away empty handed.

My dick shoved its way once again inside her. She shuddered at its girth. Her juices seeped down its length as I ruthlessly pounded her pussy.

I felt it. A surge of adrenaline like  when Clyde left the cave. I now realized exactly what that was. Magic! But this felt different! Less like a burst of energy and more like a grasping hand. I felt it enter her mind. I felt it grabbing things. Rearranging things. Then as fast it came it was gone!

I broke our kiss. 

“Scream for me! Moan in bestial pleasure!” I commanded!

She answered my command with a scream of ecstasy.  A fresh wave of of her juices dribbled down my dick leaving a puddle of our sex on the floor. My cum following shortly behind!

I felt the fight drain out of her, her arms fell to the side, her squirms died down and the movement of her chest fell in sync with only my touches and movements.

Her blue eyes stared at me listless and vacant. I’d taken something from her, some resistance, some friction between us has been smoothed out.

I pulled her off the table my dick still inside her as she slid back into my lap. I gripped her chin and pulled her face close to mine examining her.

“Where is your fight?” I watched a smile spread across her face. A sultry hungry smile.

“I only have what you give me master!”

The last word felt like a puzzle piece sliding home. She was mine, I had taken her. My magic had molded her mind to my will!

“And your feelings towards your husband?”

“My husband came to me with your face, with your eyes and -“ she thrust her hips forward planting my dick deep within her. “Your dick. A duck that has claimed me, repeatedly. You are my husband now.”

“Good girl.” I felt her pussy tighten at those words.

“I need to see about a tree soon. But first I think your husband needs to make up for. Lost time.” She had already begun moving her hips. Desperate for her new dose of cum.

This month was turning around quite nicely.

7 months later.

The tree was a chore. Getting there was hard, getting inside was hard. Filling the satchel was hard. Then its lugging it to a secret forge, which had also been a pain in the ass to set up. Heat up the fire, melt the stuff into bars then lug that to a town far enough away to actually buy them. The whole ordeal took 2 weeks. Especially since I couldn’t hit up the same town more than once every few years if I wanted to keep this whole operation a secret. But I was finally done for  this month. I approached the hovel. Though that was quickly changing. The gate had been replaced, the yard cut and even , the rough cut wood and thatch was giving way to proper walls, rafters, and a shingled roof.

I opened the now heavy wooden door.

Morven was waiting for me. Dainty silver scales formed the barest hint of modesty for her tits which now pressed into the bulge of her belly. She hadn’t bothered covering her pussy knowing I’d be using it soon. A small puddle already growing beneath her as it prepared for what was to come. A gold collar encircled her neck with the chain leash currently bundled in her hands which were raised above her bowed head.

I snatched the leash and slowly closed the door.

Today was going to be a good day.