Interlude
Ally floated in the white nothingness of her dreams. She had been here before, she knew, she just didn't remember. In lieu of memories, she had a sense of déjà vu. Instinctively, she focused her attention to the horizon, and a scene rushed into existence. Hal was standing in the shower in his father's house, steaming water running down the sculpted body that she knew was his, and yet was not the reality of his flesh.
She felt a rush of warmth between her legs at the sight. Water cascaded down and funneled off his long, thick penis. He reached up and brushed the wet dirty blond hair out of his midnight blue eyes. Ally, ethereal and more refined than her natural self, stepped into the shower with him, her medium breasts and tight dancer's body pressing against him. Their kiss was searing fire, and her lips left blazing heat as she broke it to sink to her knees.
He hardened instantly as she swallowed him whole, too big for her and yet she made no sign of discomfort. Her big brown eyes drilled into his soul as she slowly, agonizingly, milked his length with her throat. Ally could only watch behind from above as the ethereal her coaxed him closer to release with her wet mouth. She knew his orgasm must be building, and yet he seemed to last years. Finally, after an eternity, his first shot of molten release sent her to white oblivion.
Ally woke with a start. She had slept more in the last few weeks of her spring semester but had begun having these strange dreams. She wasn't sure if they were caused by her unbearable horniness after Hal left for England, or her aching desire to see him again. Regardless, neither could shut out the dull anger she harbored for him for shutting her out of whatever was happening to him overseas. She had begun to suspect he wasn't in school at all, but she had no idea what he could be doing. She also couldn't shut out the hollow feeling of dread when she thought of her future with him.
Chapter Three: Changes
"Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself."
-Rumi
Hal lay in bed, thinking. It was the last Saturday of May. On Monday, he would travel to London, and on Tuesday he would fly back home to Texas. So much had changed since coming to the Academy, he had no idea what he would say to his friends about his term. He had no idea how he would even broach the topic of his abilities with Ally. He didn't even know if Ally would recognize him anymore. He looked down at his now unfamiliar body, lean but muscular, with a thick flaccid tool sprouting from his groin. He grinned, it's not that he was
displeased
by the changes, it's just that he hadn't been expecting them. Really, he hadn't even been sure they were occurring until one day last week, during one of his lessons with Master Kerrigan.
***
"Hal, do you have a mirror in your apartment?" Hal was caught completely unawares. Master Kerrigan usually started lessons with a quiz about the rules of magic or an esoteric monologue about the subtleties of the human mind, not queries about his apartment décor.
"I have a small mirror in the shower that I use for shaving, but its cracked and I can hardly see out of it anyway. That's all really" Hal answered him.
"I thought not...Hal maybe you've noticed, maybe not but there is no denying it, your physical body is changing." Hal's eyebrows shot up into his hair at this.
"M-master, its okay, I've already had this talk from my dad a few years ago." Hal had stammered back. Kerrigan just rolled his eyes.
"Don't be ridiculous Hal, that isn't what I mean." The look of relief on Hal's face must have been obvious because Kerrigan rolled his eyes again before continuing. "What I mean is that since we have started teaching you life magic, your body has responded. The phenomenon you are experiencing is not unheard of, but it is uncommon. I think that your body is changing itself to be more in line with your residual self-image."
"What does that mean?" Hal asked blankly.
"It means," Kerrigan replied evenly, "that you have an image in your subconscious that reflects how you imagine your ideal self looking. Since we have been exploring the connections between body mind and soul, your subconscious mind has been able to tap into your magic in order to mold your physical body to more closely resemble your ideal self-image. This ability identifies you as a polymorph, or 'one with many forms'."
***
That conversation had come as a relief, as it explained the many changes Hal was experiencing -increased muscle mass, a slight increase in height, and a
much
bigger dick
.
A little to his dismay, Hal learned that he could not change his appearance at will; but his body would continue to change over the years as his 'residual self-image' evolved. The changes would be difficult to explain to Ally and his friends back home though.
As Hal worked his way through his morning shower, shave, and other grooming activities, he thought about Brianna. He was confused about her actions since their kiss the other week. Basically, she was pretending like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. It was difficult for Hal to do the same, because he was having an internal war over her. On one hand, she was drop-dead gorgeous, and he enjoyed her company. He would have loved to go out with her. But of course, he had a girlfriend back home and he owed it to Ally to at least stay faithful until he explained things to her in person. Despite his conflict, he did his best to match her usual level of friendliness.
His ablutions finished, Hal left his apartment and started up the path to the Academy. He normally wouldn't go to the Academy on a Saturday, but he, John, and Brianna had agreed to have a 'goodbye picnic' in the courtyard. Since John would be leaving tomorrow for his home in France, today would be the last time they would all be together until the fall.
Brianna was hiding in a tree along the path and tried to get the jump on him, but Hal knew she was there and changed his pace at the last minute so that she crumpled on the dirt path. She grumbled at him. "Ugh why can't you let me get you every now and then! Now I've got dirt all over my back."
Feeling bold, Hal put on his most helpful voice and said, "Hang on, I'll brush it off for you?"
"It's the least you can do with your damned wildcat senses" she replied playfully.
"Okay hold on there's a lot..." he said as she turned around. Instead of brushing off the dirt, he reared back and gave her a hard smack right on her firm left ass cheek, and then took off running down the path. She shrieked and tore off after him.
He looked over his shoulder, smirking, to find she was already right on his heels.
Damn she's fast
he thought as he kicked his legs up a notch. It didn't matter, within a few seconds she had tackled him and pinned him to the ground. Hal was smiling past the grass stuck in his teeth when he felt lips brush his ear. "
No one smacks my ass and gets away with it. You. Will. Pay."
He rolled over as she got off him. She stared daggers into him, but finally winked when she said, "Dinner, my place, 7 o'clock. Be there with dessert or I'll rip your dick off with magic." With that she turned and left him on the path.
***
The picnic in the Academy courtyard was nice. They lounged against the stone wall of the great hall and ate sandwiches and strawberries from town. As Hal had predicted, both John and Brianna had made excellent progress and advanced to new forms of magic in the past month. Hal realized with a pang that he would miss them both terribly. "Hey guys, do you have Facebook accounts? I want to keep in touch over the summer" He said. After they exchanged their contact information, talk turned to their summer plans. John would be spending the whole summer with his parents, but since he lived in Marseilles, his home was a perpetual paradise. Brianna would go home to Liverpool, but she always visited her ancestral family home in Ireland for the entire month of July.
"What about you Hal?" John rumbled.
"Oh me? Well I'll fly back to Dallas, try and explain all this," he gesticulated to indicate their surroundings, "to my disgruntled girlfriend, probably have her dump me anyway, and then try and explain this," now he gestured over his new body, indicating his changed physique, "to everyone. After all that, I'll probably drown myself in the lake and count the days until I fly back here."
"Oh, that and hunt down my psychopath mother to give her a piece of my mind." Despite himself, his words actually came out rather cheerfully, as if he didn't mind.
Brianna looked at him quizzically, "you don't seem too broken up about it."
Hal just shrugged. To be honest, he wasn't really sure how he felt about the whole situation. He'd probably end up flying by the seat of his pants anyway.
The trio was subdued as they said goodbye outside the Academy, and they promised to keep in touch over the summer. The afternoon sun was warm, but seemed to feel a little chill as he started back toward town.
***
It was already getting to be late afternoon by the time Hal bought a pie from the corner bakery and made his way into his apartment. As he closed the door to his little one-bedroom affair, he noticed a note sitting on the table in his kitchen/dining room/living room area. He picked it up and read:
Hal,
I would be most grateful if you could meet me for dinner Sunday night at 6:00 PM at Kira's Diner. I would like to give you one last lesson before the summer.
Best,
E. K.
Kerrigan's handwriting was barely legible, but he was able to decipher it after some squinted eyes and rotations of the paper.
I wonder why the old man wants to meet at Kira's?
Hal wondered. It was certainly unusual. They had never met anywhere other the solar of his tower apartment at the Academy.
Oh well, it ought to keep me busy so I don't dwell on leaving
he thought.
Since attending the Academy was free, his college fund had gone towards this apartment and his living expenses. Since his mom had contributed quite a bit to the fund in his early years, it held a substantial sum. As such, he would be keeping most of his belongings at the apartment over the summer and travel light on Monday. Still, there were a few items he wanted to bring with him, mainly conveniences like his cell phone charger, laptop, and camera. Honestly, he'd probably leave the laptop in Texas since there was nothing that even resembled wifi out here anyway. After throwing a few things into his travel duffel, Hal gave up and vowed to the rest tomorrow.
The guilty thoughts began to creep in during his shower.
Was dinner with Brianna cheating on Ally?
At face value he knew the answer was no. He and Brianna had shared many meals together over the past year...and yet...this one felt different. He couldn't deny the electric bolt that shot from his ear to his cock when she had whispered to him on the ground outside the Academy. Hal had always considered his fidelity to Ally a given, but he didn't know if he would be able to control himself around Brianna. He
did
