face so thin and youthful.
No mind. She was a woman who had not been easy to capture.
And here she was, actually responding. Interesting, also, that her skin felt
unusually warm, almost as if she had a temperature.
He was coming to the climax. And so the size of her was temporarily blanked out.
Thus, the awareness of a transformation of her plump body into that of an
Amazon, was like coming out of a glorious dream into a nightmare.
His sudden impossible impression: he was lying on top of a woman over six feet
tall, with hips that spread out beneath him at least a foot wider than he was.
His stunned thought, immediately spoken: ‘Illyra, what is this? Some sorceress’s
trick?’
In a single, sliding motion he disengaged from that massive female body. Slid
off onto the floor. And scrambled to his feet.
As he did so there was a flash of incredible brightness. It lit up the entire
room, revealing an oversized, strange, naked woman on his couch, sitting up now.
And revealing, also, a man’s huge lighted figure coming through a door that,
before his father’s death, had been a private entrance to Alten’s bedroom. It
was an entrance that he had, long ago now, sealed up … Through it came the
shining figure into the bedroom. .
One incredulous look was all Stulwig had time for. And many, many desperate
awarenesses: the glowing one, the being who shone with a fiery body brightness
was Vashanka.
By the time he had that thought, he had numbly grasped his stave. And, moments
later, was backing naked through the doorway that led out to the greenhouse.