Chapter 2: Changes

Jack woke up later than he wanted, at almost eight, but all his aches and pains were gone. He felt like he was back to normal; no, better than that. He lit the stove and put coffee on, then went to the out-house to take care of business.

That’s when he noticed his cock had changed. When he pulled his shorts down, he discovered that his penis, which had been circumcised when he was an infant, was now whole, and it seemed longer and fatter too. Examining his new foreskin, as he touched himself and started getting hard, he found his dick seemed to be at least fifty percent longer than before and it looked like it was twice as thick. Where before he had been a bit under six inches long, he was now almost half again larger, with a matching increase in thickness. Moving his hand to touch his balls, they seemed larger, too.

Remembering that dream of the girl sucking his cock, he masturbated, enjoying the sensation as he slid his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead. Soon he was coming, shooting huge quantities of thick semen. The pleasure was intense, much greater than he had ever experienced, even with Sharley. ‘Guess I can get used to having a big dick’, he thought to himself.

“Yes, Lord, and your ladies will enjoy it also,” the companion said.

That startled Jack. He had thought he had been dreaming about the voice in his head. It seemed as if he was mistaken about that. “My ladies?”

“Yes, Lord, soon you will be finding ladies to join your household, your harem. As your powers grow, you will find many women who wish to give you their love and devotion. You will find you possess the desire and ability to enjoy all they offer. That will be an inevitable consequence of your transformation as you assume your rightful position in this world.”

“Yes, with this equipment, I could use a harem,” he said, but there was no answer. He had lost touch with the crystal again, though this was the longest conversation they had so far. Jack guessed the changes that had happened to him were probably helping him communicate with the crystal, perhaps making him a better receiver.

As he sipped at his first cup of coffee, he thought about what had been happening recently. Jack now realized that all the strange events of the last few days - the dreams, the crystal, the companion, and the changes he was undergoing - all came from the crystal and what happened in that ancient city thousands of years ago. Why, though? While the crystal seemed friendly, was it really? He would have to wait to learn.

Jack felt so good he was able to stroll across the meadow and bathe in the little pond there. He jumped in, crying in shock as he felt himself the cold water covering him, but it felt good after he was done. He wrapped the towel around his waist, enjoying the warm sunlight on his bare back as he walked back across the meadow.

In the cabin, while the coffee was warming, he looked in the little mirror nailed to the wall, thinking about shaving the three days’ growth of whiskers he had raised, but decided not to bother. Examining his face in the mirror, he noticed how much brighter his brown eyes looked, and they seemed to show a hint of gold as he glanced at his reflection. His hair had changed too, it was more of a dark gold shade now instead of the dishwater blond it was before. His face was still recognizable as him, as Jack Winfield, but with more chiseled and handsome features. And now his chest, his shoulders, his arms were harder and more muscular.

“What is happening to me?”

“You are transforming into one of the Lords of Light,” was the response.

Jack stared at himself in the mirror. “I liked myself the way I was!”

“You are a Lord of Light!”

“I am John Winfield!”

“Yes, Lord.”

Whatever the crystal was, it went quiet, but Jack didn’t think the discussion was over.

He had a light breakfast, packed up his things and tossed them in the truck, then with the crystal in the pocket of his jeans, took off for LA. His boss had given him off until Tuesday and it was only Sunday, but he no longer needed to stay away. He wanted to be back in civilization.

It took about an hour to drive down the unpaved road before he reached the highway. At the intersection there was a 7-11 with a pickup parked in front. “Pull in here,” the companion said.

“We don’t need to stop. I’ll get gas closer to Sacramento, where it’ll be cheaper,” Jack said, wondering how the companion knew about the store.

“I see what you see. Stop there and I will begin to instruct you in the use of your powers.” Jack did as the companion said, parking in the shade.

The two men from the pickup were leaving as he went in. Jack looked at the clerk, a Mexican-American girl, he guessed about twenty years old, with a pretty face but a little overweight. Her name was Lucia according to her name tag. “You must touch her, skin to skin, to control her,” the companion said. He got coffee, then as he handed the girl his money, touching her skin, “Order her to obey you,” the companion said.

His fingers touching hers, “Obey me,” Jack ordered.

“Yes, Lord,” she answered, looking up at his face, then casting her eyes down.

“You can order her to do anything, believe anything, feel anything, and it will happen,” the companion said. “And what you command will persist. Tell her to love you and she will until she dies or until you command her otherwise. Now test your power, order her to do something.”

“Uhh, refuse my money. I’m a good customer, you’ll give me the coffee for free.”

“That’s okay,” the girl said handing the money back. “Today, your coffee’s on the store.”

“You need a more difficult test,” the companion said. “Order her to do something she would never do otherwise.”

“Open your blouse, show me your tits.”

“Yes, Lord,” she said, smiling as she unbuttoned then pulled open her blouse, displaying a frayed white bra. As she started to reach behind to open her bra, he told her to stop. She had a disappointed expression on her face when she looked up.

“Please, Lord, take me!” she begged.

“Lord, she is not worthy of you,” said the crystal. “She has almost none of the ancient blood.”

Jack ignored the artificial intelligence. Curious about what he could do with his new power, he ordered, “Tell me about your lover.” He could not see a wedding ring, but he could sense she was a very sexual woman.

“Marco, he is not masterful like you, Lord. I can tell you would be a great lover, much better than Marco, Lord. Please, Lord, let me satisfy you!”

“Uh...”

Before Jack could finish his thought, Lucia reached behind her back and unbuckled her bra. She peeled the old bra off and lifted her breasts up for Jack’s inspection. “Please, Lord, use me!”

“You can control her emotions, what she feels. Tell her to orgasm.”

Jack ignored the voice. “Tell me more about Marco.”

Lucia told Jack much more about herself and Marco than he had expected, and his new powers picked up many subtleties he would have missed before. Marco was a typical young man, more interested in getting his rocks off than in a relationship. He refused to lick her pussy, skimped on the foreplay, and was pressuring her to have a baby and to have anal sex, mostly so he could brag to his friends about what she did for him. As Lucia talked, she continued to offer herself to Jack, even going so far as to unzip her jeans, and push them and her plain white panties down her thighs. Jack smiled at that. She might not have any of the ancient blood, but aside from about ten extra pounds, she was very attractive.

After a few minutes listening to the girl, Jack stopped her. “Lucia, Marco is nothing but a stupid pig, un puerco estupido! He does not deserve you. You should stop seeing him. You should go back to school, and get your GED, and then go to college for a degree. You will lose ten pounds and begin eating better. You deserve a man who will give you pleasure, who touches and licks you and sucks you, who takes hours to please you, a man who loves you and doesn’t just use you. Then and only then should you give him your last cherry, and you will enjoy it as much as anything else you do with him. That is the man you should have children with, a man who loves you.”

“Lord, please, take me!” One hand was toying with her nipples, and the other was between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously. The smell of her need was strong.

Smiling at the girl and enjoying his new power, “Think of me, and orgasm, the greatest, most powerful orgasm you have ever experienced.”

“Yes, Lord,” she replied, staring at his face. Then her eyes closed as she gasped, squeezing her tits and rubbing her sex, moaning, “Uggh ... uggh ... yes ... Yes ... OH ... OHH.” Then she was gasping, crying through what was clearly a very intense orgasm.

When it was over, she moved her hands to the counter, steadying herself. “Thank you, Lord,” she said, smiling, breathing hard.