Vela

[Vela Nanashi]

Title: Vela

By: Vela Nanashi

Teaser: Hunger... I ripple across the dimensional membranes drawing parts of them into myself, consuming and mingling them with my own inner dimensions, consuming their uniqueness and energy trapped in them, suddenly I start slipping and I am slammed against a sharp edge, flattened and pulled through, it hurts so much, I emerge in a rigid flat place and I am exploding in the few directions that exist, I instinctively wrap myself in a membrane to protect

Disclaimer:

The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

Meta Information:

This story I have no planned end for, it is about a very special character of mine, whom gave the first part of my writers pseudonym. It is and will be a weird story, that will be both science fiction and fantasy, and explore an entity that has barely anything in common with humanoids. It will be long but is not yet. This is a work in progress.

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Index:

Part 1 (this post)
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4

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Vela:

Hunger... I ripple across the dimensional membranes drawing parts of them into myself, consuming and mingling them with my own inner dimensions, consuming their uniqueness and energy trapped in them, suddenly I start slipping and I am slammed against a sharp edge, flattened and pulled through, it hurts so much, I emerge in a rigid flat place and I am exploding in the few directions that exist, I instinctively wrap myself in a membrane to protect myself, and I fall in one direction very fast and in another direction very slowly, as I pull myself together again, there is very little energy in this flat sharp place, until I slam into something that tingles and I pull it into my membrane, it is energy with a strange new flavour, but as I absorb it I am pulled hard and fast toward a bigger something, I draw it into myself too and the flavour of the two mingle and fade somewhat, the bigger something is made of many smaller somethings, I sense many larger somethings like the one I just consumed and similar yet different ones near me and many of the smaller somethings dancing far away from the bigger things, I use my inner sparks to rip apart these shaped energies and them mingle with my own energy, I manipulate the flavour showing the flavour of the smaller thing to the bigger things and I fall toward them, and soon I can draw them into me too, and the other big things don't pull me with that flavour, but the smaller things rain down into me as I have more of the bigger things flavour. The other things fall into me after all the small things are gone and I consume them, and they taste like a mix of the small and big thing. I sense other such clusters near me as I continue slowly falling, but they are so far away, I try to shift the flavours near my membrane, but the pull is not enough and I just arc past them. Then I sense a larger denser clustering of these tasty things and I am flying fast towards them. I flatten my membrane to make myself more likely to hit them and capture the whole cluster of one as I slam into it and I keep expanding my membrane, soon many of these clusters fall into me and I start to sense things differently as I dissolve them inside myself, soon I fall into what feels like a different configuration of clusters, many configurations of a large cluster flying close with to two tiny ones, reminding me a bit of the ripples of where I came from, just made of tiny structures, I consume rapidly and grow, soon the clusters feel very tiny to me and I start to sense more connected larger structures made from the tiny things.

I am able to push against the rippling flow around me, and I sense denser structures of more complex clusters, and I hunger for them, one of them pulls me with the clusters around me into itself, and I see dancing chains of clusters and complex patterns, very active, and as I consume them I start to understand how some of the shapes work, I mimic the shape of those things with my own membrane and it allows me to move faster in the cluster bath as I draw in more of it into myself chasing the bigger more complex things that are more energetic, and taste complex structures as they enter my membrane and move toward where they are more dense and I find a larger structure. So much structured energy to eat, yet I am so hungry.

The tiny clusters stop feeling meaningful and I shift my senses and perspective, and I sense tiny very fast bundles of energy that as they hit my membrane instantly merge into me, and soon I sense them bounce off the small things and that extends my senses as the small fast bundles carry different taste, more or less energy. It helps me find the more complex big tasty structures.

It is a feast and I learn new things that these clusters can do if you shape them certain ways, I learn and remember these shapes, and I create more and more sparks inside me to rip them apart faster.

I consume and grow faster, finding more larger complex things, made of many of the complex things, somehow just like the clusters can be combined, can combine to do more, I can mimic most with shaping my membrane, but some other things are not possible with my membrane alone, but I do not need all of that, some larger things draw me inside, I am unsure why as I consume them from inside, I see them consuming each other too, but quickly I become the biggest thing, I start seeing that some clusters are staying still, not moving, while others move, and the moving ones taste better, but I consume the still ones too, I start to feel the texture of things against my huge membrane, some of the still things are sharp and almost cut my membrane open, I don't want to explode so I learn to envelop the sharp things carefully to consume them, and fold around them so I can bring the whole sharp thing inside and shatter it with my sparks.

I consume, more complex things, different secrets, new beautiful things. I finally consume the last dead hard thing and now have very energy dense fluid against me, it hurts at first, until my membrane adapts to handle it, and I draw it inside me, shredding it until all that is, is me.

Except the fast tiny packets of energy is all that remains that is not me. I sense those tasty fast things are coming mostly from one direction and I stretch my membrane out and enhance it with some of the secrets I found taking energy from inside me to built clusters outside myself, and reach further. I start to feel the shape of the thing sending those fast morsels into me, it is shaped like what I ate, this round thing, but it is too far away to reach, and a lot bigger than me. I keep growing sideways to have more of me exposed to the tiny packets of energy.

I bask in the light, growing, and the light gets slowly more intense, more hot, more tasty. The big thing gets bigger, getting closer, and closer, it throws spears of angry energy at me that ruptures my membrane until I can heal and adapt, but soon I am touching it and it hurts and I fall, it is too hot, it keeps damaging my membrane even as I eat of it. I don't want to be here, too much heat, too much pain, I want to escape.

Part of me is ripped away and I am inside a more sturdy membrane and all that is, is myself, I fill everything. I feel trapped, and start to trash against this confining space, I slam against it and finally I crack it and push part of myself into the crack widening it. I see light and taste air again, I push tendrils that grow into tentacles out of the crack as I seep through it. I lash out and rip apart tall big things, big things that feed off light and water and air and grow, I touch a thing that once was mobile and now is not, and consume it, it is the biggest such thing yet.

I crack a hard shell around liquid with a very complex configuration of structures, and I consume it, learning how it worked, and as I do I suddenly feel myself be what this thing, this it calls itself nymph, female, it, she, she is like me, she had hunger, she had... she liked light, she basked, she... she has so many new concepts, I... bigger things than hunger, more important, desire, dreams, hopes, fears, lust, love, curiosity, pain, pleasure. Words, there are many others like her, female, male, the thing I ate was a tree, I am eating a ruin, she had a name, Nerina, she got killed by something she did not see, it hit her at her, neck, she died instantly.

I stop myself from consuming more than the ruin and plants around it, and some soil and pull myself around the crack in reality, I pull it into myself and I rebuild her body, pulling my membrane into the crack almost completely and shaping a living version of a body like hers around me, I place the crack in reality inside her head and I feel the air across her, my skin. I see clearly for the first time, with my eyes. I hear animals, birds, insects, I see the pictures in her mind of the many things that make these sounds. I smell some of them on the wind.

I smell a fire and meat cooking, and a male, I remember males, I see flashes of pleasurable and sometimes painful things she liked doing with males, I, I want to feel those things and do those things.

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She has so many strange memories not all of them make sense to me, but I find them so very interesting. This new body is hungry, and my stomach rumbles, I spread into her digestive tract and stomach and rather than having her brittle teeth material I enhance it, making sure it looks the same, just that it is sharper and more durable. I know the meat is tasty for her, and males also can deliver a tiny morsel of unique to males stuff, that she enjoyed a lot, cum, seed, and I see in my mind her knowledge of reproduction, a new concept to me, though I recognize reproduction but different, in the many things I consumed in my past, they would eat and when they had enough nutrients split into two of themselves. Though fey and mortals, male and female, can meet and make love or have sex, and the female can absorb the male's cum, seed and combine it with her eggs to make a new life combining both, I see the mechanisms of how that works, and it is curious to me, but I don't want to do that right now, so I alter her womb to also contain some of me so I can eat that seed, cum, when given that by males.

I find her vision interesting but also limited so I seep into her eyes and combine my own membrane with the complex structures of her eye, and also make those structures more dense and her lens material more clear. I widen my pupils and I walk up to a nearby pool she enjoys and look into the water at myself, I like what I see, but I want to alter my irises, and I shift its colours until I find my colour a violet that resonates with me from where I came from, before the sharp confined space. The space I am in currently I am expanding inside, it is not flat anymore and all my dimensions can unfurl fully and that feels so much better.

I adjust my body a bit more, mostly preserving her looks except shifting a few things around that she had been wanting to change and also a few things that identify her as her, I am not her, I am me. However as my stomach howls from hunger I follow the scent of the cooking meat and the fire, at first using her memory on how walking works, until I understand it and make it my own.

I feel my heart rate speed up, something about the scent of the male is exciting, no, yes, but more than that, scary? So I follow my new instincts and move silently and peek around the tree to see the clearing where the male has put stones for the fire. He is wearing an artificial skin, armour, and he is a human, a paladin maybe, or knight, he has a huge sword.

I see good and bad encounters with humans, she is a bit scared of swords and men in armour, a few tried to capture her, but died as they stripped her naked, I sense how her supernatural powers and magic work and alter those in myself, I don't want to kill the men, and her magic is interesting but the way she does that is limited, I see so much easier ways to alter energies around me, that she only did indirectly using something called the weave that some other supernatural entity created, but I don't need that weave, but I now see it, and draw energy from it to get a feel for how it works, I learn more from it, and it is trying to defend itself from me, and I see that it is very fragile, so I stop pulling too much from it, and after I have figured out its taste fully I stop, it has nothing more to teach me.

I finally move out from behind the tree and try this strange thing mortals do, where they make air flow across a membrane inside their throat to make vibrations that convey meaning and desires to each other, I know a sound men enjoy and I moan and as I do my body responds to that too, I feel my pussy get wet.

The man rapidly stands up and grabs his sword and points it at me, he then relaxes a bit as his eyes roam over my body and a scent escapes his armour and he shifts his legs wider, the scent I know as arousal, I step up to the other side of the fire and reach a hand out to touch the tip of his sword and I feel it cut my skin open and blood seep out, I reach into the blood and make it part of my membrane, I do not like sharp things so I quickly envelop the whole sword and rip it into myself consuming it and he screams as I disarm him. He tries to run, but I don't want him to so I reach out with magic and grab him and turn him around pulling him to me, I caress his armour and allow my membrane self to sparkle across it all finding my way into it as I hold him still, once I find where the dead skin ends and where his real skin begins I rip all the dead stuff into me and he stands naked before me. I moan again and reach my left hand down to caress his cock and balls, and my right hand I caress his face and neck and gaze into his eyes and I see his lip tremble and I kiss him, I sense both fear and arousal on him, and I wonder why fear and then realize I am still holding him with my magic, so I release him and he pushes me, then grabs me and pulls my arms behind my back restraining me, I moan but not on purpose, something in me likes this show of strength.

"You fucking bitch why did you destroy my sword and armour!" he shouts.

I understand those words mean he is angry at me, but I feel his cock press against my butt, and that means he wants to have sex, I think, and I want that too, his grip is very hard on my arms and it hurts, I struggle a little bit and my body can not pull free, my muscles are not that powerful, I will have to adjust that later. I try to figure out the more complex way to communicate as just that moan of need was not clear enough. It takes me a few moments "I want you" I say but it is not quite exactly all I meant to communicate "mmm fuck mmm me" I moan.

"Yeah, I will fuck you until you can make up for destroying my things!" he says and shoves me down on the ground, shifting my arms and holding me with just one hand and he slaps my ass hard and I cry out a moan of mixed pain and pleasure and he slams his cock into my pussy and that feels really good, but I can also tell he is not being gentle with me, this type of fucking is not meant to be nice, as he pounds into me, my breasts slide over the meadow's grass and flowers, I enjoy the texture, but some of the grass cuts my skin, he pounds me hard slamming up deep into me and his balls slap me, I know balls are sensitive and I worry he is hurting himself, his cock slamming into my cervix hurts a little bit, but I quickly adjust my flesh and skin to handle the roughness, while still feeling soft and pleasurable to him.

I feel things happening to my body, I get more wet and I moan and breathe heavily, and even with his cock being so harsh to me, the pain also brings pleasure, and I get a first experience of sex not from memory but actually feeling it first hand, and my legs suddenly tremble and I involuntarily close my fingers pressing my fingertips into my palms and my toes curl and I erupt fluid from my pussy and cry out loudly, my whole body feeling really good but also very helpless, also this feels right, he is grunting and making his own pleasure sounds and then roars as his cock jumps in me and he gives me his seed, and as it hits my cervix that feels even more right, like this was what my body really needs, more than food, I apply suction inside my womb and pull the cum into me, it is very tasty, it teaches me all his secrets, how a male body is different, how his species human is different from nymph, in the tiny scrolls inside the sperm.

"Mmm thank you" I moan as he erupts more cum into me and I feel my pussy muscles spasm trying to milk him, but I can tell the pattern is not perfect so I adjust it to really milk him, and he groans and more cum erupts until he whimpers and pulls out of me with a loud wet pop and shoves me onto the ground fully and he quickly grabs something from his pack that is next to the fire and he slides a rope around my arms roughly pulling my elbows together and tying me above my elbows, I test the rope and I don't think even a very strong man could get free from this type of rope bondage, certainly not this body I made. However I could easily eat the rope, I decide to let him do what he wants though.

He shoves me on my side and slaps my breasts and I moan and gaze up into his eyes, then my stomach howls loudly. He looks at me "oh you want food too?" he asks, he does not sound as angry anymore.

"Mmm yes I want food" I say looking at the boar he is cooking, at least I think it is a boar, yes Nerina knows it is a boar, or maybe pig, no, definitely a boar.

He picks up a very sharp knife and pokes it into the boar "it is not cooked yet" he says and turns the boar over the coals and tosses some more sticks on the coals and blows on them making the fire awaken again.

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[Shocker]

And once again the impressive flood of words, concepts and sensations. Your style remains engaging and unique. Tye forceful tearing of a membrane, means in most authors work another virgin gone, you fill those words with thrilling new meaning and intrigue.

Well done.

[Claire]

It is finally time. The origin story of Vela is here.

The first part felt to me like I was reading a black hole being bullied by gravity.

Once Vela gained consciousness by absorbing the dead body of Nerina, the story started to remind me of the anime "To Your Eternity" where an alien creature also can shapeshift into the form of dead people and learns about how the world works through experiencing their body.

I'm curious to see where this goes and I appreciate that this first part came in a digestable chunk (pun intended).

[Vela Nanashi]

Vela:

He grabs a waterskin from his pack and drinks deep from it, he grabs me by my hair and makes me drink, it is not water, it is tasty and new, Nerina knew it as low quality strong wine, to me it is delicious though, it has living things in it, and dead things, and I learn from them, I drain the skin completely by applying intense suction and he pulls it from my lips hard and slaps me "bitch I did not want you to drink all of it!" I feel my skin be red from damage from that hard slap, and instinct takes over, from Nerina, I ripple across the rope consuming it and hit him in the chest and he goes flying crashing into a tree before I manage to regain control of myself.

His breathing rattles, and an ugly bruise forms where I hit him in the chest, his eyes are unfocused as he slumps to the ground. I walk up to him, squatting in front of him, and caress the bruise as I use my own senses to see what is going on inside him, I see my eyes glow eldritch violet in the reflection of dread in his eyes, I broke the central bone structure that connects his rib cages and several ribs, and some vertebrae are crushed, as well as damage to his lungs and soft tissue, his heart is also beating wrong, I don't want him to die, this was a primal reflex of my new body. I melt into my true form and envelop him, seeping into his flesh and bone, and I consume the damaged tissues and weave new bone and flesh and organs, and I force his heart to beat properly, he starts to struggle inside me as his body is repaired, so I push his body out of me and he falls onto the ground gasping for air.

I reshape myself into Nerina's body, well my body, my nymph form. I spot a small butterfly fluttering near me and pluck it from the air and eat it, it has memory of delicious nectar, and I want some, out of my midnight black hair I form tiny droplets of myself each with their own tiny crack in reality and they take the shape of butterflies, but I don't want just a simple single brilliant blue colour like the one I ate so I create one that feels right for me, the same violet for its eyes, and every colour I know of forming intricate different patterns on each single butterfly. I alter the eyes to see better, and I swarm in every direction seeking flowers, as the man struggles to his feet in front of my nymph body.

"Please don't kill me, what are you?!" I hear and see from his entire body the intense fear, dread, awe, he is feeling.

I consider Nerina has a word in her mind, it means something like being unable to decide and changing ones mind, and I like the way it sounds, it is not meant to be used as a name, but it fits me "I am Vela" I proclaim, I know the 'what are you?' question is supposed to refer to a type of creature, a species, but I am me, I don't have a species, I am like all beings where I come from unique, though some of us are similar in how we manifest, in some cases. Nerina remembers something called an ooze, and those have this eternal hunger that I have, that can never be sated, but I am more than that, she remembers another creature that can change shape, and that too is a thing I can do, but I am more than that.

Then I realize that I did not tell him I would not kill him "I won't kill my human" I say, then I ask "who are you?" as that feels relevant to me, I want to know more, but without eating his brain, even though that sounds delicious right now.

He gets scared by one of my butterflies fluttering near him, I don't like the scent of fear. He looks up at me again "I... I... I am Kenneth, sell sword."

I walk up to him and reach my hand out "Kenneth, pleasure to meet you."

He stares at my hand as if I am about to wreck him again, but then with a shaking hand he takes my hand and I pull him to his feet "what... what did you mean with, your human?" he asks, I can tell he wants to pull away from me, but he forces himself to stay put and facing me.

I gaze into his eyes "you are the first human I have met Kenneth" I say not sure why that is confusing to him.

He looks into my eyes with an expression of confusion "when you said 'my human' that is possessive, as if you declared you own me, did you mean something else?"

"Possessive? I do not understand, is my friend or lover also possessive?" I ask as I kind of meant those things, as I liked having sex and he will feed me, that is what lovers and friends do I think.

He chuckles nervously "ok so not your slave, but what I did to you was not very nice, I raped you" he says "I am sorry."

I shake my head "I asked for sex, like this" I moan "you gave me sex, I think rape is sex that is not wanted?" at least that is what I understand it to mean from Nerina's memories. Her echo is angry that he thinks he raped her though, as that means he thinks he did, and found that acceptable, but the echo does not reach me, I do not understand why giving seed is wrong, I want more secrets, more knowledge.

"You are really strange, and clearly not a nymph, or if you are a nymph you are insane" he says and I can tell he is managing to calm down.

I consider a bit "I enjoyed the sex, but I did not enjoy you hitting me, so don't do that again, you made me react to that, I did not like that I nearly made you stop working."

He rubs his chest where I hit him before "yeah... I won't hit you ever again, unless you ask me to... you hit back scarily hard, worse than a horse kick."

"I am larger than a horse" I say, as from my own point of view, I am way larger than a horse, at least based on what I have seen in Nerina's memories.

Kenneth looks me over confused "you are not as large as a horse, you are smaller than me, and horses are bigger than me, except the foals" he rushes over to the wild boar that had started smoking and he curses a bit as he turns the blackened side up "damn it I let it burn. I am sorry."

I walk over and touch the burnt part of the wild boar and I change my nails into sharp claws inspired by his sword and knife but better and cut the burnt parts off and toss them into my mouth and chew, its crunchy, and delicious to me, I moan out my pleasure from the tasty meat. He looks at me as I eat and I see his cock start to go erect again, I lick my claws clean and shift them back into fingers.

I am enjoying many kinds of nectar from my many butterflies, and I find a rotting large corpse that has mushrooms growing from it and squirming maggots, by the horns I think it is an elk maybe, I melt my butterfly onto it and flood my ooze through the tiny crack and envelop the whole corpse and consume it, I make a male elk body for myself and the rest of the mass I turn into butterflies, I nibble up some white dry moss.

One of my butterflies near the fire randomly flutters into the flame and ignites making Kenneth fall backwards as my butterfly burns in all the colours of the rainbow on it, fire feels so good, I dance in the air burning, but the fire soon sputters out in several pretty dancing lights and I find a flower to land on.

Kenneth slowly calms down and returns to tending to the wild boar he is cooking "so um... are those butterflies summoned things?"

"No they are me, just like this body is" I say smiling.

"Oookay, I don't think I understand, but also I think it is better I don't, does not fire hurt you?" he asks.

I reach into the fire and let some of it catch on my hand "this body would normally be hurt by fire yes, but not after I make it, I improved it, and for me fire is comfortable, delicious energy" I shake the fire free of my hand and let the energy form more dancing lights in many colours.

Kenneth looks at what I did "are you some kind of sorceress? Or Arch fey or mage?"

I know what those things are based on Nerina's memories, and they are only tangentially correct while being very wrong, I try to look deeper into things Nerina knows that apply more to me.

"No... words that describe me: shape changer, ooze, eldritch abomination, though I don't like the fear associated with the latter two, I could consume this whole world in a few moments, but I don't want to, I want to learn what these forms feel and make friends and lovers" I motion to my nymph form and to him "I am always hungry though, so I hope the boar is finished soon, I want it to be like you think it should be, like you like having it."

Kenneth nods "almost done, it is important for me that it is cooked through, or I can get sick, and I don't want to make you sick. If you can get sick."

I shrug "I do not know what sick really means, bad food can make people sick" something clicks "like rotting things?"

Kenneth chuckles "yes rotting things are bad to eat, but also raw things can make us sick, or me."

"I think I can't get sick, but now that I examine the flesh I ate from you, and this nymph, I think I see that it can be bad to eat things that have tiny living things in them, and fire will destroy those, and make the flesh easier to digest for you" I say as I study the way the scrolls are written inside his and Nerina's flesh, how digestion normally works.

Kenneth shivers "you ate part of my flesh?" he sounds scared and revolted.

"Yes, the damaged flesh and bone, and then I made new bone and flesh" I say "did I do that correctly? I think I made you function correctly..."

Kenneth shudders a bit "you hurt a lot at first when you enveloped me, but then the pain went away and I think you healed me, and I function correctly as far as I can tell" he cuts into the wild boar and nods "ok this is ready to eat, I only need one leg you can have the rest if you want."

He cuts a back leg off the wild boar and puts it on a small wooden plate from his pack, he uses the knife to start cutting pieces of meat from the leg and eating them.

I pick up the whole spit and crunch through the front leg of the wild boar, it is so tasty, I alter my nymph form to have a larger maw and my second bite rips through the skull to the cooked brain and taking an ear and eye off, I am sad that the brain is very damaged, I only get a few glimpses of what it was like to be this boar, I suck up the rest of the cooked brain and crunch through the rest of the skull, the teeth are particularly fun to crunch with my own teeth.

It is only as I finish the boar and start to eat the stick it was on that I notice Kenneth frozen staring at me. I smell fear again, I finish eating the rest of the spit and gaze at him "did I do something wrong?" I ask "I did not mean to scare you" I say as I adjust my maw back to normal size for a nymph.

Kenneth looks like he is trying to figure out how words work "I uh... where did the boar go? Also how did you crunch through bone and teeth like that, without hurting your mouth? No... wait a second, did you eat my sword and armour and rope?"

I nod "delicious" I say as I enjoyed the metals quite a bit.

Kenneth shakes his head "are you some kind of rust monster?"

It takes a while to figure out rust monster from Nerina's memories "no, not a rust monster, I can do what they do, but not one of them, I can eat anything, or at least everything I have tried to eat I can eat."

Kenneth sighs "well, my armour and sword cost me a lot of gold, and I can't afford to replace them, and I can't really be hired as a sell sword until I have a sword and armour."

I see the hurt in his eyes, clearly the sword and armour was important to him, and I know what gold is, from Nerina's memory and from having eaten a lot of it when I consumed that first world. I remember the shape and materials of the sword and armour but I need to understand more "please explain what makes a good sword and armour, and explain it in as much detail as you can please, I think I can make those for you, if I understand them."

Kenneth gazes into my eyes with some confusion, but then takes my words seriously and starts explaining various weapons and armour in detail for me, and he explains that he could only afford rather heavy rough armour and sword, that there are other better made things that he was hoping to be able to afford and he tells me about precious metals used for trading, and explains the type of armour he would really want to be able to afford. There is some conflicting needs though, armour is like the shell of a creature to protect its soft parts, but if it is too restrictive or heavy it slows the ability to avoid strikes, a sword needs to be strong and sharp and not too heavy to wield.

I ask some questions about some of the layers in his armour, like the thick cloth material, and he explains about clothes and how the thick clot protects his skin from the chain mail and plate mail cutting the skin. I nod and start to think how to best make a shell around a human while not making it hart to move, and I take the idea of a sword, how it works, and think how it could be better, like my claws are better than his knife, but larger would not be as practical.

Then I smile "stand up and let me envelop you again, I will make armour for you" I say.

Kenneth stands up and goes stiff as I melt and slide over his body, I start by weaving thick silk with the types of separations his thick other cloth had, the silk is more resilient though, I use other metals that are more resilient yet lighter that I know of from having eaten them, and instead of a layer of chain and then plate sections, I take the way insect skeletons work, but make it of metal and adjusted to follow the way a human body can move, and I know from what he said that he needs to be able to take it off and put it on, so I make mechanisms to allow that, copied and altered from the armour I ate. I recalled his armour had decorations on it that were not functional so I make a large butterfly on his chest to mark it as being created by me, the rest of the metal I make polished to a mirror finish except the glove parts that I make a very fine pattern that allows a very solid grip on the inside and make some claws on the fingers. Then I make two swords with lighter stronger metal, and an efficient web filling in the area between the edges, like bones are structured, the two swords are as big as the one he had, but weigh a quarter of his original sword, the hilts and blade guard is butterflies too, finally I pull away and reshape my nymph body "let me know if something is not right."

Kenneth moves testing out my armour, and at first he looked annoyed, confused, but then a smile forms as he tests the armour out and hits his own arm with a strong strike with his fist and says "I barely felt that."

I smile "I think you can be kicked by a horse a few times without getting hurt" I say as I think that the way the plates lay on each other they will distribute impact over most of his body when hit.

He chuckles "ok so I am not so sure about this rainbow butterfly thing, but I love how this feels to move in, have you made it possible for me to take this off and put it on myself?"

I nod and show him how to move to make the armour open up and how to close it again when putting it on, it can't be opened from outside very easily, but from inside it can be.

He takes it fully off and puts it back on again and smiles "alright I love the armour, these swords feel wrong though, so very light and they look frail."

I shake my head "use them on that rock over there, they will cleave it if you swing hard enough and they will not get dull from it, unlike the sword you pointed at me."

Kenneth clumsily pulls both swords from their scabbards and moves up to the rock I pointed at and moves his whole body to strike with one of them and the rock gets cleaved in two and he looks at the edge "how is it not even scratched?"

I smile "I bonded the molecules in the surface tighter than most natural materials, that is how."

Kenneth attacks the rock pieces until they are tiny "I have no clue what that means, but I accept these replacement swords and armour and I think you will have me in your employ as a sell sword for at least ten years just from this master craft shaped to fit me perfectly armour."

I smile "I don't know what a sell sword is."

Kenneth shakes his head "it means a person you have paid to protect you or be your soldier, if you want me to kill something or someone for you, or such."

I shrug I don't think I need help killing things, or protection. "Will you hunt and cook for me and be my friend and lover? Also teach me more about people and animals and this world?"

Kenneth chuckles "I will gladly do those things yes, it is not really what a sell sword is for, well except the hunting I suppose, but I would be an idiot to not say yes to making love to a gorgeous nymph like you, even though I know you are not a nymph, not really."

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[Blue]

@Vela Nanashi

I haven't really been a fan of stories like this for a while, but this one has fascinated me right from the start.
Both in terms of the story and the style. Excellent choice of words, and—speaking for myself, at least—I can really put myself in the situation.
I’m curious to see how things unfold. It looks like there’s plenty more in store for us.
Keep it up!

[Vela Nanashi]

Vela:

As I talk with Kenneth I also am spreading in the soil, something that the mushrooms taught me, they have a network of mycelia that connect with roots of plants, and I know it from plants too, plants need certain minerals and compounds, and in exchange for those they trade sugar, so now I am spreading in the soil, a ripple in every direction, I start grinding up rocks in the soil and turning it into easy to use forms of nutrients, I reach a salty ocean and some not as salty rivers and start extracting and distributing water as well, eating the salt that the plants don't want, I trade nutrients with both the mushrooms and plants, and other creatures in the soil, though I eat some that damage roots.

I notice that I have a fairly fast effect on the slightly dry vegetation, now fully hydrated the plants start to evaporate more water and the humidity rises quickly in the forest, but I like water as a medium and humidity. I start getting a lot of delicious things from the roots and even mushrooms.

I find a lot of dead things to consume as well, and never alive things, but the things that were alive have more useful information for me, about this new world. I also sample living things, it is an interesting story that only partially makes sense for me, but it is a much deeper history than my first world ever had a chance to have, as I ate that one too fast, and I don't plan to eat this second world fully ever, I want to make the life here thrive.

I find some structures that did not form naturally, but nature has reclaimed their surfaces, I return to my natural form and seep through cracks in the structures that I can't enter even in tiny insect forms. I could eat a wall, but these structures feel like they were important to whomever made them and I don't want to destroy them, at least not yet. It takes me a long time to seep through the few seams between shaped stone. I can sense as I do so the ambient magical energy increases, but it is not using the weave, but unlike me it feels like it uses raw true magic, or something close.

I flow into a mechanism that I can easily understand the purpose of, it holds darts that will fire if something steps in a certain area of the interior, a trap Nerina's memory says, I eat the darts and it has an interesting substance on the dart tips, if most of the living things I have sampled on this world so far got this in their bodies it would rapidly spread and convert their living cells into some sort of not quite dead but also not quite alive cell and keep them moving, undead Nerina's memory says, she feared and heated undead, and I understand why, this substance also is magically attached to something that I feel would gain control over the bodies and be able to use them for whatever it wants.

I exit through the dart holes into the structure and create a cloud of butterflies and a nymph body, while my ooze continues spreading and disabling traps. I have my butterflies spark with magical light illuminating the interior for me. I see beautiful art carved into the walls, it shows what Nerina calls elves, though not the specific kind of elf she has personally seen. There is ancient writing too, but none that any of my memories, not Nerina, not the elk, or other creatures know, but I memorize the images. The pictures show these elves shaping life, travelling between worlds, defeating and subjugating other sentient beings, reshaping those to serve their needs better. Nerina would have strongly feared and disliked these elves for what they did. I slowly make my way along the corridors toward where I feel the most magical energy coming from.

I have to force open a few very heavy well made doors by seeping into the gap and pushing them open. I come to a complicated magical machine, inside a spherical dome with stars and the sun above, moving slowly across it, energy is being pulled by the mechanism from those moving images into droplets of concentrated energy that slowly collect and mix in the mechanism and then drip down a narrow hole into a huge reservoir below, I sense that brimming delicious energy below, if unleashed all at once it could burn a mountain deep of the entire surface of the world off an boil all the surface water. I have one of my butterflies catch a droplet and melt into it falling with it down the energy makes my droplet shine like a star falling down and I flood out from that droplet growing bigger and readying myself for the surge of energy, I briefly get distracted by how intense and good this energy feels to me, it starts to slightly shine out from me, out through all the tiny cracks in reality where my bodies are.

I submerge and I feel not quite like I am burning, no, but what it would feel like if instead I was hit with light and magic so dense it would burn worse than fire, but also at the same time it feels good, my membrane almost ruptures before I can compensate and pull this liquid starlight into me and I have to expand my inner pocket dimension, to make room for the surge of energy. I manage to control the energy that flows out of me, twisting it into fey life magic, fertility magic, healing magic, shines out of me and all the land I have mingled with, up all the roots, all the way out into flower petals and leaves. It creates a shock wave of fey life magic that ripples out far beyond the land I have so far mingled with, the weave tries to absorb and control some of it, and also surges.

I fill the reservoir with my own ooze self and the mechanism above keeps dripping onto me so I stay put. I explore the rest of the structure and I find a lot of different magical objects and books, but none of them make sense to me right now, but then I make a lucky find, I find several desiccated elves, in sarcophagi, and I seep inside and consume them, their brains are surprisingly well preserved, and I manage to learn more about them, they call themselves Star elves, and they come from a world they call Home, that exists in this universe but also another different type of universe. I learn a lot about both types of universe, and a myriad of worlds, about magic, I learn their writing, and language and quickly I devour all their written knowledge too, not by eating, but by reading the books and the various magical items I learn what they do and how to make them too.

Fey magic is like a baby playing with matches compared to the inferno that a single Star elf could unleash was able to do. I enhance my own pocket dimension with the knowledge I pick up, stabilize the cracks in reality better, enhance my membrane, and I pull most of the content of this Star elf reservoir away safely inside of me, Nerina would have wanted to keep the knowledge here away from everyone as it is dangerous and I think I understand why, the star elves are quite sure they can control their magic and were not afraid of it at all, but it would be so easy for them to unleash magic that could consume the world. Faster than I can consume the world even.

I close all the doors that I had forced open and fuse all the stone of this structure so it can't be seeped into again, I will enjoy the drop feeding of liquid starlight and remain inside. I know I could push this starlight extractor magic to much higher levels, even consuming the stars in the process, but even the star elves found that wrong, they had only used it a few times to destroy star systems with threats they could not handle. I however use my vision at night to spot stars the star elves never saw, new born since they died, and add those stars to the extraction magic. Getting myself five times as much liquid starlight flow.

Meanwhile back with Kenneth, I further enhance his armour and swords with magic, so he can get in and out of them easier, this pocket space magic I have refined is very useful, I make him what he dubs a ring of holding, as he was aware of a bag of holding being something he could possibly get if he was very rich, and the ring of holding I made for him is much better. He hunts and cooks for me and we make love many times per day. Perhaps I am pushing his body a bit hard though, but he does not at all seem to mind.

"Vela?" he asks as I lay on top of him after he came in me as I danced on top of him.

"Mmm" I moan softly and look up at him.

"You know how you wanted me to take you to other people, and I am doing that, but... as much as I enjoy you walking next to me naked, that is not really something you can safely do where there are many people, also even if it was not dangerous it would be distracting and possibly even upsetting to some other people, even if some would enjoy looking at you as you are now" he says.

I laugh happily "I can make and put on some clothes if that would help, but maybe you can help me figure out what to wear? Though my skin prefers as little as possible" that is true for Nerina's nymph body and my own true self, as clothing slightly hinders free flow of magic, unless it is made in a way that it enhances the magic flow.

He reaches for his pack and pulls out his journal and sketches me, he had done many sketches of me, as I am naked, I even posed for him in ways he wanted, he makes two page sketch one of me from in front and one from behind and he says "make this black, this silver or gold, and that some gem, maybe amethyst to try to get close to your eye colour?"

I look at it, it is a very pretty long dress, shaped to my body and with decorations all over in silver, gold and gems, with a circlet with a gem "this is how you think I should look? Is this the sorceress queen thing you call me at times?"

"Yes" he says and nods "I think that matches your status and power, I mean I don't know why you are being so nice to me, but I want to make sure people respect you. Treat you right, like you deserve, you know?"

I look into Nerina's memories and that of the star elves too, to see different clothing styles, the star elves would kind of like something like what he drew, Nerina not with those colours, I see some other styles and I sit up and my fingertips melt a little and I caress my body slowly weaving silk, making a show of it, until I make a dark violet silk velvet slip with some magic to help it support my breasts and cling to me without having a back or straps, and it covers my butt and half way down my thighs, and it almost feels like water in how it shifts on my skin, caressing silky water. I have my hair dry out and get every strand separated from each other and my hair gets kind of big in volume as it flows behind my pointy ears and down my back "I think this suits me better, I am not a sorceress queen, I am but a friend and lover of this world, nature and people within it."

Kenneth caresses me through the dress and then caresses my ears and I love how that feels "some places your nymph form, pointy ears, fey traits might draw ire too, from some stupid people, I will do what I can to keep you safe from them though, but maybe if you had hair covering your ears it would be safer."

"I do not" I start saying then I pause and look into Nerina's memories again, she was scared of humans in armour, I dig deeper into that. I speak out loud for him "most villages and towns have a neutral or good relationship with the fey, don't they? I mean they leave offerings and get boons in return, but there are some practitioners of some religions that don't like fey, and also certain people who don't, what can you tell me about these things and are we heading for a place that like fey or not?"

Kenneth gazes into my eyes "well, that sounds a bit like a fey point of view, yes most people leave offerings to the fey, and like the boons, but also are scared of the fey, as sometimes fey do things that are..." he pauses looking unsure if he can continue.

"I won't get mad just explain freely please" I say.

"Well sometimes the fey decide they want to play with someone, and most of the time it is not lethal, but some of they fey don't really understand how fleeting our lives are, if you borrow a child for a few decades, and the child is still not aged, that might seem harmless, but the child's parents and grandparents will maybe be dead already, of old age, and at least to humans not knowing where your child is for a single day can be terrifying" he says.

That makes me look at the genetics I have from him "wait... humans live only three hundred years or so?" I ask, as that is what the genetics say.

"What are you talking about? I don't know a single human that is three hundred years old, most die young, then those few lucky who survive long might live to a hundred at most, far more likely to just eighty" Kenneth says.

My eyes fill with tears "that is not enough time, how old are you? I don't want to lose you so fast I like having you around."

Kenneth chuckles a bit and pulls me into a kiss and I hug him tight and after a while he breaks his kiss "well I am thirty four, almost thirty five, it is my birthday next month, so I survived my youth, that is more than most humans can say you know. It is very sweet that you care, but please don't cry or treat me like I am already dead and gone, I don't like seeing tears on your face. Let's just enjoy our lives together, for as long as you enjoy me at least."

A new determination blazes to life inside my mind at this point, I will make everyone live forever, also I need to make a place safe from when the sun that feels so good right now decides it wants to eat its children. Like it tried to eat me, but I know I have time there, this sun is much younger and smaller.

I nod for him and smile "alright we will enjoy our life together" I say "for as long as you tolerate me."

Kenneth smiles "well... I don't know how fey and human work when it comes to children, but if we can have children I would want that, I know that is probably very early for thinking of that."

I smile and laugh "well we have been having sex and that is part of making children" I then examine my body and his genetic material, and at first everything looks right, I should be able to have children, I examine fey and human genetic compatibility and fey and humans can reproduce if they fey wants to. I examine my ovaries and eggs, and I notice something strange with my eggs, even the currently available one, that is surrounded by sperm, it is not actually working, I force a sperm inside the egg and it goes through the process of unpacking the genetic information then stops. I then notice why it is not working, the egg is part of me, not of a fey, and I don't reproduce that way, I can see that I could choose to mimic the process of forming a fertilized egg and slowly grow a fetus and give birth to myself as a baby, and take a shape that looks right, but I can't make it truly his baby, it will just be me. If I took male form I could actually make another woman pregnant, as the sperm is much simpler. My smile falters "I... I don't know how to make a real child for you" I say as I decide the truth is important "you need to find a human woman to make your real children with, the best I can do is pretend to also be your children, and that would not be fair to you, I know how important reproduction is to life, to humans, I love you, and because I do you have to find another human woman to have your children with..." I feel so bad, as I realize I can't be all he deserves.

Kenneth hugs me close "hey don't be sad please, you actually want me to find another woman to have children with? You are not going to be jealous or upset over that?"

I gaze up into his eyes and his eyes show confusion and love and curiosity there "why would I be upset about that? I would even stay with you two if you wanted me to, but if you stay just with me your blood line dies out and that is not right, it needs to continue."

Kenneth chuckles "my blood line is nothing special, I am the sixth son of a turnip farmer, and I have a bunch of sisters too, and my brothers and sisters have families already. I wanted adventure, to do something different with my life. As for staying with me and the mother of my children if I were to get one... She might not like that, actually I am fairly sure she would not, women do not want to share men with other women. Men also don't like sharing women with other men."

I tilt my head a bit "I need to understand that better, and then explain how I function, since you may not want me after that..."

"Oh?" he says caressing my cheek.

"I have many bodies" I motion to my nearest butterfly "and I am spread far and wide and part of the soil now too, making love to the roots of the trees."

Kenneth chuckles "you fey are strange, I think you mean your connection to the land right?"

I get a little frustrated and my nearest butterfly drips to the ground and grows a star elf female body with my eldritch violet for her eyes, but I keep her violet eyes and skin sparkling with stars then we say as one "we are Vela."

I feel his cock jump from soft to erect under me as he turns to face my star elf female.

Kenneth blushes a bit "uh... are you both really Vela?"

I move off his lap and she grabs his erect cock and guides him inside as she takes my place and he groans and grabs her hips as she starts to dance on top of him, I am fascinated in both similarities and differences in sensations for my star elf female body and my nymph body, my star elf body gets more disabled by her orgasm than my nymph body does, but in the best way.

Kenneth manages to get erect six times in way quicker succession for the two of us, but then we finally defeat him and lay next to him under the stars and as he finally catches his breath some he says "so you can be many women, and if you are spreading far and wide I think I need to accept that, maybe not every man would, but I really love you" he says.

"I can make male bodies too" I say from my star elf body.

Kenneth chuckles "well I... I don't want males sexually, but maybe it could be good if we happen to get in a big fight. Then again you punch like a horse kicks, so probably don't need a male then either. For sex though I only want women."

We both laugh and my nymph form says "yeah I don't think males can reproduce with males, so I get that."

Kenneth considers a bit "anyway, to be more clear... I would want to keep one of your female bodies for myself, I think, or more" he looks thoughtful again "I am still confused I think or I can't make sense of all of this, and how I feel about it. Part of me does not want to share all of you with anyone. I don't think that is going to work though, and I still want you in my life, so I just want to be sure I have part of you for myself, does that make any sense to you?"

I kiss him with both my female bodies and playfully in singsong and unity "we will always be with you, as your friend and lover, as long as you want me."

Kenneth smiles and finally succumbs to that fascinatingly strange mechanism genetically coded into males, to pass out after sex, he resisted it for surprisingly long. I lay both my heads onto his chest and stare into my own eyes, while listening to his breathing and heart beat.

Our eyes shimmer with soft eldritch violet light as we seep into his mind into his dreams, and we end up making love there with him, we explore his dreams and hopes for the future. Before us there was another woman he was flirting with, wooing, he is taking us to the village she lives in, she is a merchants daughter, her name is Diana, taking care of the herbalist store in the town, and also selling potions. In his memories I think she enjoys when he visits, as far as he knows she is not with anyone yet.

I reshape one of my butterflies into a raven to get better control of flight and head to the village faster than we can get there on foot, and I use magic on arrival to find her and land on her open windowsill and reach my mind magic into her mind, first I just settle in her dreams, her father is applying mild pressure on her to marry another merchant house, but none of the available mates there like that she is working and running a shop, they don't want to give her the freedom she craves. I gently nudge her mind, to see if I can find any kind of feelings about Kenneth, as I am not going to try to force anything, so I want to see if there is something there. Part of her is excited about him, wants to go with him on an adventure, a few dreams of him rescuing her, she does not like that he stinks a bit much of the road, but she thinks if he was her man she could make him wash more often and keep his armour cleaner, she is not really sure what he is like for real, but he treats her nice when they meet, he would not be a logical person for her to marry though, it would not help her family all that much, but it is also not like they are desperate to join other merchant houses, trade is going well.

I connect them both through me in the dreaming, and weave a dream for them, where Kenneth visits her shop in his new armour, and thanks to its magic he is and smells clean, and he was told by me to buy one of each herb from her, and I gave him some bejewelled gold tetrahedrons to use for payment. I then maintain the dream connection for them, but pull away wanting to let them interact on their own.

I merge my star elf body into my nymph self and create a slightly fancier dress half between the one I made for myself and the one Kenneth drew, mostly I add a circlet eldritch violet gem, star metal, sun gold and moon silver as I learned of those materials from the Star elves, they are pretty and feel good to touch for me. I reluctantly add a little bit of lace and jewellery to the dress making it a little longer. Now I look like some wealthy sorceress merchant.

[Vela Nanashi]

@Shocker glad you enjoyed hehe yeah very different meaning in this one

@Claire I am so uneducated when it comes to the rich world of anime, but it is fun that I can remind you of good stories told by others

@Blue Glad you enjoyed and I am a bit slow right now due to pain, but trying to keep writing

[Blue]

@Vela Nanashi

I just read the next part of your story about Vela. No, not just read—I practically "devoured" it, much like the way Vela absorbs so many things.

What a story. Beautifully written, with great attention to detail. And full of fresh twists and turns.

It’s a shame you can’t award more than three points.

[Claire]

@Vela Nanashi I read part 2. I really enjoy the Vela learns new things angle of the story. It immediately creates all these fun what ifs in my mind. It feels like Vela's judgments are very much affected by the fact that Nerina was the first body she consumed. That makes me wonder how different she would be if she had eaten somebody else first. For example, what if she had eaten the body of a rapist or psychopath serial killer? Would she now be running around and think "Oh, this rape thing sounds like fun. I got to try that!" or "Hmm yes, I want to watch living things die now."

Also, Kenneth is kind of hilarious:

He looks at me as I eat and I see his cock start to go erect again

I'm thinking: Dude, she nearly killed you five minutes ago and now you are watching her grow claws as she eats a whole boar. What kind of weird shit are you into?

Also, I love Vela printing a butterfly on his armor. That's just adorable. I hope the other sell swords won't make fun of him.

[Claire]

And now I also read part 3.

I liked that you explored the absurdity of a concept like monogamy for a being like Vela. Reminded me a bit of the movie Her. But it absolutely makes sense that for a being that functions almost like a hive mind, lives forever, and can have multiple physical presences at once, it would just be absurd to bind herself to just one partner.

And then Vela keeps giving Kenneth epic loot as if it were candy. That makes him feel kind of safe at the moment. But I'm really curious how Vela will take it when he eventually dies, even if it is simply from old age. I know that she told herself she'd want to make everyone live forever. But given that I've read other stories of yours in that universe and I know that not everybody is living forever, I wonder whether Vela will ultimately find herself unable to make every living being ageless (if not immortal) or realize that she could do it but that it would be a bad idea.

Either way, I'm looking forward how basically an immortal like Vela will handle her attachment to fleeting life forms like humans.