Coal knelt on the floor before the circle, too caught up in the moment to notice anything out of the ordinary, her chanting becoming more and more like moans of ecstasy as the power of the spell built with in her shapely form, her body undulating in time to her impassioned chanting. As the spell reached its climax, Coal gave one last orgasmic shout, and was caught up in an answering wave of energy.
Within the magical circles and wards a bright greenish light flares. Then as coal's body slips back to a low simmer, the light forms into a massive creature. His upper body glistens golden like it has just been rubbed with oils. While his lower body a huge midnight black equine shines sleek and hard muscled.
"Who calls Wyndfeld lord of herds." His deep masculine voice booms as he looks down at the withering female before him.
"I..I am coal..and I need your help lost god." Coal breaths throatily as she stares up at the huge centaur's underside.
"Lost god!" "Hah!" "Not so lost as you might think little female!" The massive stallion roars rearing up on to his hind leg's, Coal gulps as the creatures enormas malehood is fully exposed.
"That is as it maybe Wyndfeld." "As of now I hold you in my wards." "You must help me now!"
"Hahahaha!" "Your wards are quite weak.. they only hold me they can not compale me to do your bidding!" "Still...you interest me." "Perhaps I will deal with you."
"Deal?" Coal asks feeling uneasy yet excited.
"Yes... tell me what you need of me.. and I shall do the same for you."
"NEED!" "What do I need!?!" "I need you to turn me back into a male!"