A Flesh Golem's Ascension

by John Domus Cruo

  Looking at the wendigo's magic made a shiver run down my spine. I remembered that morning fog and how everyone got tired. It basically put everyone to sleep, paralyzed them, then let the cold kill us all. No wonder so few see the wendigo and live. It must seem like they were spirited away.

  Even I could have died. If I hadn't been sleeping with Leera and Lina at the back of the cave I would have been frozen solid and unable to do anything. I can't be paralyzed in undead form, but I have a Weakness to cold since I have to consciously raise my body temperature in that mode. Leera and Lina's body heat and my distance were the only reason I was able to move at all.

  I dragged Curse of Paralysis onto Lina's soul.

  I modified her new bone spikes to have Mana Infusion in the acid injectors, so now she could add effects when she stabbed something.

  I Blended her skin to remove all the blotches from where I’d had to improvise here and there. I smoothed out her muscle and pulled more from the wendigo to bulk up her legs a bit. She now had talons, thanks to the paradise falcon, instead of claws.

  I hadn't spent enough time on her before, and now that I knew more of her personality I could do more for her.

  I changed her hair color to light grey. I lengthened it once more to her shoulders but kept it shorter in the back. I darkened her skin a bit, now making it more of a slate color. I wanted to make her face more girly, but I wished to keep her sharp features.

  "Mors, a little help here. Use what I know about amazons to make her face as striking and attractive as you can."

  "Yes, Master, just a moment."

  Mors took control of me and moved at inhuman speeds, pulling tiny pieces of muscle and skin from the wendigo and using what she could from the rodents.

  I regained control of myself.

  "Thank you, Mors."

  Sometimes Mors seems too quiet.

  Lina now had a low, perfectly squared hairline. Her eyebrows were bushy and short but well shaped. Her eyes were perfectly proportioned for her face. Her cheeks and nose were kept sharp, yet womanly. Her lips had been darkened and smoothed, and her chin ended in a soft point.

  She now had the sort of face that could be described as cool when in a neutral expression, sexy if she looked you in the eyes, and terrifying if she was angry.

  As a sort of mean joke I decided that since she had a habit of blushing and not expressing herself much, I would add more capillaries and thicken them. Now her blushing would be on a whole new level. Yep, I wouldn’t be telling her about this addition.

  I looked at my work. She was quite imposing for her size. I kept everything feminine. However, she didn't have a shred of fat on her body except for her chest. Her breasts had unfortunately shrunken to a C cup from the growth and me lacking many sources of fat.

  Her arms were ripped. You could see every muscle in them. She had six-pack abs that ended in a slender waist. Her broad hips and strong, pronounced thigh muscles were incredibly sexy. Her ass was tight and toned, but still soft to the touch. Damnit, Pervy Guy! Not now! Her legs transitioned into talons from the knee down. I made the talons black.

  The tightness in my pants had returned once more. This new form of Lina was really having an effect on me. Something about being so small, looking so ferocious, and having such a timid personality was making me want her a bit. Would Bob be angry? Would Lina want me? Would Leera be pissed?

  Well, maybe just a little bit of perversion since I am basically designing her right now and wouldn't want her to have any imperfections.

  I spread her legs, slowly parting those powerful thighs. I had definitely done a good job here. Pervy Guy was paying full attention as I sat her in my lap. I added a tuft of light-grey pubic hair. I moved my pinky over and spread her open. It seemed like she might be able to take one of my fingers now.

  My heart started beating again. My breathing became heavy. I needed her to be a little bigger if Pervy Guy was going to have any fun here. Without thinking I reached over to the wendigo and grabbed more muscle and took more bone from the pile. I expanded her hips more and lengthened her torso, Blending as I went.

  I used my hands to squeeze around her and guessed that she now had a bust at nearly thirteen inches, a waist that was about nine inches, and hips that were almost sixteen inches around. I made her entrance larger. I spread her open once again. I think now with some effort she could probably take half of my length. But what about pregnancy? A baby from me would kill her. Thanks to Etonea's body, I had an idea and the source to work with. I reworked her reproductive organs to enable her to lay eggs.

  She was finally ready to try out. My heart was still pumping hard, my blood rushing through my veins. Pervy Guy was now straining to get out. I let him free. I started lowering her down, our parts barely touching. No! Nope, I'm just not sinking this low; she has no consent here. I moved her away and relieved Pervy Guy's buildup onto the floor. I placed him back in his prison.

  I lowered Lina's body back onto my lap once more. He just wouldn't give up, however, and remained straining at my pants. Her legs were still spread. I leaned her forward into me and moved her hips back and forward a few times, feeling her weight on my lap as she rubbed against me through my pants.

  I couldn't let this go any farther. I desperately needed to do something before it was too late. I quickly dragged Lina's soul into her new body.

  Lina tensed up. I saw her clamp her talons shut. She grabbed my harness with her hands and looked up at me in a deep crimson as she realized she was naked. She looked around and seemed to be taking in the situation. She stared into my eyes as her brows knit together. Her mouth opened slightly and she moved her hips back and forth before reaching down to feel what she was sitting on. I twitched involuntarily. Her whole body reacted as she stumbled backwards, awkwardly falling onto the worse place possible on the floor. Oh shit! She landed right in my wet spot.

  She brought her hand up to her face and inhaled. She quickly wrapped herself in her wings and sat there for a while, shaking. She seemed to glare up at me, meeting my eyes as her brows moved into a complicated expression and her mouth opened and closed several times. She started rocking back and forth slowly. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. Then it seemed like she shuddered one last time before going unconscious there on the floor.

  Fuck! I think I broke Lina. I may have traumatized her. Was she so shocked that she passed out? Was she shaking in rage? That definitely looked like a rage shake there, but I couldn't tell. She was kind of glaring at me for a few seconds. Damn! What have I done to poor Lina? I didn't even let her know she was getting a new body before I just kinda dropped her into a weird situation.

  I picked her up and moved her from that spot. I laid her down over by Leera. I would just pretend this didn't happen when she awoke. I'm sure the last thing she remembered was falling asleep on my chest, so maybe she would just think it was a dream or something. She murmured, "Boss... I..." before blushing one last time in her sleep.

  I feel like this is going to be awkward later. I wondered if I should talk to Leera about this after I restored her. Yeah, it's best to be honest in situations like these, I believe. I would tell her everything. I had already set the expectation that she might not be my only mate before I gave her a body.

  I grabbed the feathers I had sat aside for Leera and sat next to her. I attached them to her head on the left front side with her bangs. I converted the feathers into hair, then converted her long black hair to have the same mana-gathering capabilities. I melded my finger to her shoulder and gave her all the improvements from the wendigo.

  Her eyes I decided to make a warm hazel color, as adding the wendigo functions automatically added yellow. I added a path from her lungs to her bone spikes. This would enable her to exhale the fog through them while endlessly inhaling through her nose and mouth. It also had the strange side effect of enabling her to breath through her bone spikes. I could only think of one benefit to that, but we didn’t have a hot tub here. I fused her hearts together and was able t
o give her Mana Regeneration of around 7 mana per hour. With the mana-gathering from her hair, she might be able to use magic fairly often.

  I remember reading an article about a knife that could inject a freezing gas into its victims, literally stopping them dead.

  I looked at the soul panel and with much regret dragged the cold infusion magic onto Leera's soul. That one seemed really awesome; I had kind of wanted to keep it for myself. I already had offensive magic, however, and she only had self-healing.

  With this improvement I wouldn't need to go hunting for her. Instead I would gather magical abilities that she would find useful and maybe get her some weapon training.

  I took a step back to compare my work between Leera and Lina.

  Leera had a thin, lithe body, stressing speed and flexibility over strength. There were no large clusters of muscle, which gave her a naturally graceful appearance when she moved. Her breasts were on the small side but seemed to complement her frame, which I had made to be slender and petite. I looked longingly up and down her body. The only way you could get this kind of body in my old world would be doing six hours of yoga a day before running a marathon. Her hair looked unique now that her bangs had white and red strands on one side. The colors stood out in contrast to her black hair, natural eyeliner, and long dark eyelashes but set off her red lips.

  Lina on the other hand was very muscular, which contradicted her personality in a delightful way. It made it almost irresistible to tease her. She also had that mature sexiness that a well-developed woman should have.

  For once I was grateful to be a flesh golem and to have Fleshcrafting level 5. Now I could do in minutes what it used to take me hours to accomplish. I guess it didn’t hurt things that Mors basically acted like an overclocked supercomputer to handle the symmetry and shape of things as I Blended them, whereas the book fairy had barely helped at all. I wondered, was Mors made out of me, or was she put together out of the souls inside me like the book fairy was? I decided to ask.

  I closed my eyes.

  "Mors?"

  Mors appeared and performed her usual curtsy and nod.

  "What are you made out of?"

  "I will try my best to answer that, Master, but it's not easy to put into words."

  She took a few moments to think before speaking again in a professional way.

  "I am basically a composite of the personalities stored in you that had the traits you chose when creating me. I am also a part of your will, so that makes me a part of you, as well. When you named me, it seemed to resonate with a few of the souls inside me, and they willfully merged with me to better serve you. I think I have a bit of your ancient god inside me, as well. I have consumed many souls that attempted disobey or control you before they could do anything, which quickly forced the rest of them into submission."

  She resumed her normal posture and asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you Master?"

  "No, Mors, keep up the good work! If I could give you a raise I would." I replied with a smile.

  She returned my smile politely and faded away.

  I opened my eyes.

  Lina was awake. She was sitting there examining her new body. When she noticed that I was looking at her, she quickly wrapped herself in her wings as the blush returned to her cheeks.

  She stood up and started to speak. "B... Boss, I'm going to go out for a minute if you don't mind."

  She quickly headed for the door without waiting for my reply. She ran awkwardly, as she wasn't quite used to her body just yet. She didn't even seem to notice the wendigo in the doorway in her mad dash to escape.

  Yeah, I think she's probably freaked out to say the least.

  I dragged Leera's soul over her body. There was much we needed to talk about, and honestly I needed to relieve the tightness in my pants again. Pervy Guy was becoming a real burden on me, and although Leera thoroughly enjoyed it, I was sure she wanted to do other things every now and then.

  Chapter 19: A Surprise Awakening — Lina

  I sat in my favorite tree outside the cave, though now I had to perch on a larger limb. I tried to make sense of the events of the last few hours.

  I remember feeling tired. I remember waiting for the boss to lie down. It took me a while to work up the courage to make a move, but when he rolled over on his back I figured it was a good opportunity. Even if I couldn't mate with the boss, I could at least cuddle close to him.

  I crawled up onto his chest, careful not to hurt him with my claws. I lay down, and to my surprise he started rubbing my head. It felt amazing. He was touching me and paying attention to me, being so gentle. I started to fall asleep in that perfect moment.

  When I felt his finger pull away, I didn't want it to stop. I grabbed it and pulled it back. I wanted it to last longer.

  I felt him pull away again. This time I wasn't letting him escape. I pulled his hand over me, and to my surprise he cradled me in his warmth, holding me close to him. I could feel his heart beating through his chest and hear him breathing as I fell asleep in his blissful embrace.

  The next thing I remember is waking up with a shock. Something — no, everything — felt different.

  My head was swimming, and there was a wetness between my legs. Why was I nude? I grabbed onto something. This is Boss's harness. I looked up to see the boss looking down at me with lust-filled eyes. I felt my cheeks heat up. I was straddling something — was that his…? I rubbed myself along it while he looked into my eyes.

  I reached down to steady myself, and it twitched. That startled me. I didn't know they did that. I fell backwards into something wet. It seemed kind of familiar; I lifted my hand to smell it. The realization of what it was hit me. This was his seed! I knew that from watching him with Leera. I had rubbed myself with it last night while I was between their legs. It had felt so naughty to be there knowing I could get caught by him completely exposed and covered in his seed. And now I was sitting in it with him gazing intently at me. I felt like I was in a dream.

  Did he do this while I was on his lap? Did I make him do this? I had a shocking realization. What if this is real? I covered my body quickly with my wings — were these my wings? I didn't even care; I needed to finish. I needed him to see me as I finished.

  I brought the seed-covered hand down, smearing it across my body, and began to furiously rub myself. I wouldn't break eye contact. I needed him to watch. I started breathing heavily, then it happened. It really happened. It was so intense I bit my lip; I couldn't stop it. I could feel my heart beating far too fast as the pleasure overtook me and spasms racked my body, all while he watched me as I came for him.

  The next thing I remembered was waking up by Leera. Boss was sitting across from me with his eyes closed. I smelled my hand again. It really happened! It wasn't a dream! This is terrible, how can I ever look him in the eyes now without thinking about what I did in front of him? I looked down at my hand. I didn’t remember it being this dark. Was I sitting? Wow, I'm tall now. I looked down at my feet. No, these are different: larger, sharper, and black. I felt between my legs. I was still naked, and now I had hair there.

  I looked across to Boss. He was staring at me again. Everything I had done came back to me. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. I was so embarrassed. I had to get out of there. I told him I was going out and made a speedy retreat.

  Without thinking, I spread my wings as soon as I was outside, and to my surprise I was actually able to take off without climbing anything first.

  I noticed just how much bigger I was when I saw the tree. It seemed smaller now.

  I just kept sitting there, going over everything again and again in my head. My emotions seem to be hanging somewhere between total embarrassment and arousal. Did that mean I'm turned on by being embarrassed? What if it wasn't just the boss that saw me last night, but Leera also? Would she have punished me for it?

  I shuddered again and sighed heavily. What is happening? Is that smoke? Did I just breathe out smoke? No, it doesn't really have any smell.
I shot out a bone spike. These things are long! They seem sharper and thinner now, as well. I wanted to test them out. I wondered if Bob had gotten a new body like this. Maybe he was already out here hunting somewhere, having fun stabbing things. I felt bad about telling him I couldn't be his mate, but to me he would always be my crazy big brother.

  I scanned my surroundings looking for something to kill. My vision turned yellow. I saw a red blob several feet away. I flew quickly towards it. Hey, it's one of those huge gopher things again. I smashed into its back and buried my spike all the way through it, pinning it to the ground. I stabbed it with my other spike and injected it; it felt different somehow. It immediately stopped moving. I withdrew both spikes and picked the thing up. It was still breathing. Its eyes looked at me, terrified, but it didn't struggle. I thought these things were huge, but it now only came up to my waist while I held it by the scruff.

  I have definitely gotten bigger. Wait! Does this mean? Could he have made it so I am able to mate with him? But he has Leera. Does this mean he wants me, too? That we can finally make a family?

  I dropped the gopher and rushed toward the cave. I had to gather my resolve and find out for myself.

  I jumped into the air, my newly powerful legs giving me a boost as I took flight. My heart was beating fast in anticipation. If this was true, then my world had changed. I would have everything I ever wanted.

  Ow! My wing! Something hit me; I was losing altitude. I saw a tree quickly approaching and couldn't avoid it. I put my arms out to try to soften the blow that I knew was coming. I hit the tree head-on. I was falling. Limbs and branches were tearing at me as I descended at a frightening speed. I landed on my back, knocking the wind from my lungs. I lay there gasping for a moment as I looked over to my wing. There was an arrow coming out of it. Someone was hunting me! I quickly stood up, coughing. I thought I had broken one of my arms in the fall because it wouldn't move like I wanted it to.