A green orb the size of a normal eye rests on the top of a pedestal. It looked just like a normal marble, albeit an oddly sized one. The orb was dark, as if the orb itself was too thick for light to peacefully pass through. Well, Isaac chose it already, might be best to get it over with.
Isaac took the note left with the orb, struggling to read the faded and moldy parchment of text. Isaac bent down, spreading his vine hands over the pedestal to flatten the note and not have it ripped apart by the thorns adorning his vines.
"This orb is the eye of a cursed demonic wolf, crystallized and destroyed for its dangerous power. Only its eye was left unbroken. Placed onto ones forehead, it allows the user to peer through into the ether, able to see and perceive the auras of power. The eye also ab----s fallen foe's essence into its own, strengthening the user with the power of its foe. However, it is known that absorbed essence still harbor its p---------- and may in--s- into its user's own-"
Nothing else could be read as mold grew over the words, some even faded away.
Isaac took the eye onto his forehead, willing it to work. Hefting his already big genitals was getting distracting.
The moment the eye made contact with his forehead, a glowing green slit appeared within its orb, and the orb flew itself and buried itself deep into Isaac's own head.
"GAH!" Isaac screamed out as the pain on his head grew fast as the pain in his mind. The eye forcefully ripped apart his fruit head and his own mind, melding itself deep into his form and thoughts.
Words not his own mingled with his, and Isaac couldn't help but grit his teeth at the invading object.
His fruit head bursts apart, a new form revealed underneath the fruity shell. A form of a wolf's head, down to its fur of small vines and thorns set onto a body of vines. Isaac groaned as more words began to shove aside his own, and he could feel it tearing at his mind, inserting itself. Isaac began to growl in his throat.
"N.. No..." Isaac gritted out, feeling his body shift and change. His already large genitals shifted into a knotted one and Isaac screamed in pain. It was invading, replacing.
Too MUCH!
Isaac wrenched himself from the floor with a howl of anger, reaching towards the silver ring, knocking the pedestal and causing the pedestal to fall over, knocking off the crystal ball and shattering it. He fumbled with the ring, too big to fit his clawed fingers. But he forced it on, disregarding the tears he did to his own finger.
He didn't know why he reached for the ring. He didn't even notice. But there was a call, a call of safety with the ring.
The eye in his forehead seemed to struggle with the other force, before stilling to dormancy.
His body seemed to stop its growth. His abnormally and knotted genitals shrunk down to a girth respectable and well endowed.
Isaac groaned, and fell down, unconscious immediately.
Within his own mind, what was torn from his own was beginning to reassemble themselves. However, the pieces the other entity within the eye had already engraved stayed. Isaac's own mind patched itself together, layering themselves over the wolf's own pieces.
Clawed hands clenched, raking the stone floor. Isaac growled dominantly, body shuddering violently as he splattered the floor beneath his body with his sticky, sweet syrup.