Lineage Awakening - part 2

Meanwhile, in the little cocoon of flaming blood, Pietro agonized under the burning flames. For some reason, his blood was being christened by the flames of his lineage and it wasn't the soft, natural way you'd expect…but in a cruel way, like a newly betrayed woman hanging her husband by his cock while whipping him. He should have seen it coming though, using two flames powered by Dark magic whose only ability was to deal damage in one way or another should have been a more than obvious sign.

The most sinister part was that he couldn't use his occlumency to hide in the mental world as his body went through the metamorphosis…no, he had to bear the torture consciously, without rest. At this point he was regretting his choices when he began to fuse the flaming PATRON into its magic core. If he only used Diabolic Protego things wouldn't have been so bad now.

Anyway, there were a lot of simultaneous things happening with Pietro right now. His familiar had temporarily lost its home as the earring where the separate dimension was located was temporarily burned by the green flames and melted into the Kamui dimension. Fortunately, the Kamui dimension was now a gigantic island with clear green skies and pink clouds floating randomly.... The dimension's soil also became much more fertile and although the flame destroyed everything within the dimension (including golems and other gadgets), the quality of it quintupled.

If Pietro could see it, I would imagine he was reincarnated again, this time in a cultivation romance with the YinYang pendant as his dimension was a perfect circular island with pure energy emanating every second. Interestingly, being an incubus, that shouldn't be impossible to actually happen.

Now the boy's body began to be even more polished. Some additional differences simply sprung up after a few hours of incubation. His white hair had received a boost when it came to size and was now long enough to cover half his back. It was still white, but the edges were pink, almost a lavender shade. His naked body was now dilapidated. Lean, well-defined muscles were finally visible, taking away the toy-boy aura a bit, but still maintaining enough cuteness to ensure that the fight over who would pet him would continue.

His chest has also changed considerably. Now it was more voluminous, square and well built, the nipples were pink and had an almost frightening symmetry. The biggest change, however, would be your dick.

Before, he was a proud 11-year-old boy with 13 cm of dick when he was resting... Now he was a 16 cm with a girth worthy of a 17-year-old young adult. The worst part was that it didn't look monstrous or ugly, but emitted the aura of friendly stick that shouldn't be possible considering the growth potential. Pietro didn't really have a dick complex. He believed that any size would be enough to satisfy his girls (as long as it wasn't a micropenis, that is) so he didn't have to worry about undergrowth. If anything, he was worried it would grow too large. It would be ridiculous if, after all, he couldn't even get into their wives in the future. It doesn't matter how much a pussy can stretch and adapt, if the dick doesn't even fit in that would be irrelevant.

Anyway, getting off the stick, the cocoon had started emitting dangerous magic streams. The room he was in was already over the limit when it came to the concealment spell cast and his bedroom door was no longer hidden from his family members. It didn't help, however, that the walls of the wing where his room was located were starting to crack.

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"What the hell?!" Ted said as he felt the entire mansion shaking.

"What is happening?" Aarine asked himself softly.

"The wing where Pietro sleeps is collapsing." Nymphadora warned them by pointing to the side of the house where her little shit cousin and her little twin wives slept.

"What?"

The newly established Black family simply walked towards the ward and began to worry about their little lord's safety. And concern rose as all the walls collapsed to reveal a golden rune orb with a nude childlike figure floating in the center.

If not for the short blue horns and the arrow-tipped black tail, the boy would look angelic.

The irony, the angelic beauty of an incubus.

Anyway, the family was confused. According to Aarine, the awakening of Pietro's bloodline shouldn't be pretty...so what were these golden runes covering his body? If this show was something out of black magic, it really didn't seem like black magic was that bad... That's pretty obvious from the way the three new members (one year in the family)qualifies them as newbies, doesn't it) they were flabbergasted.

"You were right about dysmorphia..." Nymphadora commented without taking her eyes off the naked young man. In fact her eyes didn't leave the young Lord Black's cock… She almost gulped just to see.

"While I expect you to be talking about the horns and the tail, young lady, I'm also surprised they came out…" Ted said in awe.

"It's not a surprise. The families that make up Pietro's lineage have always been associated with demons. The Black family's metamorphic ability is just the most infamous." Karine explained easily. "But I think these appendages look good on my darling."

"Yes." The sister simply nodded and nodded.

"I also thought it was very good." Nymphadora admitted.

The two twins then looked at each other and nodded knowingly. Looks like they'd have to mold a certain Puff when they could... Your darling wouldn't have a dead weight if it was up to them and training someone can be fun.

"Anyway...the runes seem to be fading." He pointed to Andromeda anxiously. She still wasn't sure if the boy was hurt and hoped to be able to cast some diagnostic spells as soon as possible.

Anyway the light from the runes disappeared and the boy was finally freed from the golden orb and left gently on the ground with his eyes closed and standing.

Suddenly her eyelids opened to reveal a pair of pale eyes with a purple-purple flower swirling in the iris as a substitute for the pupils. That pair of eyes were cold and lifeless. Scary and beautiful. Captivating and deadly.

A second after opening his eyes, the boy's figure swayed and disappeared from its place... only to sprout in front of Andromeda. The woman was surprised and even more when she felt the air rush out of her body and she was thrown by a palm blow to her belly.

Everyone was surprised by the situation but didn't have time to think about anything until the boy had himself again, this time aiming at the adult male. Another swipe of the palm and another flying person finally put the three girls on alert.

Andromeda had already recovered from the blow and stood up to help her husband as the twins moved into combat stance.

"Pietro, what are you doing?!"

"Don't harass him, idiot, can't you see he's still sleeping?" Karine screamed in exasperation. "What do we do big sister."

"Use Allure to calm him down." Aarine said and simply started with her attack. "Pietro, you should wake up now."

That left the boy slightly confused. Slow even, but it had no effect on relaxing his posture.

"What happened to him?" Andromeda asked softly to avoid scaring the little devil in front of her.

"His bloodline has taken control of his body to attack anyone who poses a threat." Aarine concluded. "I said that the bloodline awakening process wouldn't be pretty and I wasn't referring to the beauty of the ritual, but to the pain it would cause him. If I'm not wrong, your mind is in temporary shock."

No one would know that the girl had nailed her guess as Pietro would never talk about it in the future. He would never admit to anyone that he lost consciousness due to pain and he would never admit to anyone that he still had nightmares about it, but it would be for the future and not now. Now he was still a beast feeling threatened and would attack anyone who came near.

Karine hasn't stopped sending calming messages through legilimency to the object of affection. Since they started living with Pietro he had revealed to them that his Allure was not from pheromones, as many wizards believed it, but as an attack of legilimence. It was basically a subtle illusion that created an ideal woman for anyone who was attained and directed one's mind to believe that the person who cast the illusion was that ideal woman. It wasn't a useful attack, as it caused more problems than solutions, but after gaining her bloodline in the flaming PATRON, both she and her sister began to better control their Allure to do more effective things than attract problems with male desire. .. they already had their grandmother's talent with natural legilimence to finish off, so it wasn't at all difficult to master the mental arts with a mastery not seen before.

Either way, this created two little monsters with the ability to manipulate emotions. They were the hot and feminine Jasper Hale variation. Without the homicidal problems.

It was not difficult to use this to calm the little Black who started to approach the gentler twin with hesitation.

"It's okay… everything. Well." She said as she put her hands up and patiently waited for him. Pietro, in turn, came closer, not feeling threatened by the girl. He was too close even, but Karine just smiled at him.

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He was confused and sore. The first thing he saw were strange people. Men...women... Anyway, a large part of him warned him about possible threats. His eyes showed high levels of magic coming from the older woman.

She was the strongest. He concluded. And then he attacked. A blow sent her away. That confused him. It was easy. She should be strong. Then he looked at the man. He was the second with the greatest amount of magic power. Yeah he was like him. He had a cock between his legs. He must be strong. He concluded.

And then it attacked.

It was even easier than with the woman. Why was it easy? Were they weak? Was there no threat?

He suddenly felt a curious attraction to two of the remaining people. They looked alike. Family? He did not know. He just knew they could be a threat to him. He should attack. To kill if possible, but his instincts only required him to immobilize these people.

He followed instinct. So he got ready to attack again, but got even more pleasant sensations from one of the same girls. Was she...friend?

He didn't believe it. Threats must be eliminated. The pain was still too fresh a reminder to allow for more complex reasoning on his part. Attack. Attack.

But then the girl opened her arms and put her hands up. A smile and a soft sound came out of her mouth. The mouth makes a sound.

To speak?

How did he know what to say?

To speak?! How did he know what a mouth was?! Too many questions. He didn't know how to answer. But the calming sensations didn't stop. He walked to the girl. Slowly. She could attack if he wasn't careful. He approached her. Next.

Test. He got very close. Too close. She smelled good. A sweet smell. Family... Family?! A family?! He wished he could keep that scent with him. He wished he could be close to that scent.

She also gave off heat.

Her eyes showed her magic much denser than the adults he'd attacked before. She was strong. Stronger than adults. Even if her magic is less in quantity. Quality was the determining factor here.

The amount?! Quality?! What are these words supposed to mean?

Anyway, she also gave off heat. The heat was good. Comfortable. Her body craved that heat. He hugged the girl around the waist. Her hands were still in the air. Good choice. He still distrusted her.

He sniffed her neck.

It smelled good. Very good. He wanted more. More. More. More. Give me more of that smell!

The girl was still talking. Her soft voice. He knew what voice was. He knew that now. Voice helped to communicate. He wanted to communicate her desire for the scent.

The girl had the scent. She should belong to him. Yes, that was a good solution. Then he felt another calming wave coming from another source. The other girl?!

She had approached him then. When did she do it? How did he not notice?! The smell distracted him. He tensed in place but the girl also put her hands up.

Hmm... Did she submit to him too? Did she smell good?

Did she belong to him?

He pulled the girl close and nibbled on her neck. It tasted good. The smell too. Unlike the girl with long hair. This one tasted like battle. It was good. But dangerous. Her magic was strong. High quality. Bigger than the adults he's beaten before. They were weak.

Strong people smell good? Could he have all the good-smelling forts around? Anyway, she was perfect for him now. She's the other girl like that.

He felt her cock harden a little. Should he have them? His bloodline approved of good-smelling girls. But... He didn't trust them. He didn't know them. He didn't know anything.

Dont trust.

Trust.

Dont trust.

Trust.

Magic. Magic can be useful. He used his eyes to see the magic and was surprised. His magic was around the girls' magic... like chains. Their magic didn't hate the situation either. They almost seemed to snag his magic chains greedily. Connected magic. They were his. Realizing that relaxed him.

They weren't a threat. They were his after all. Happiness. The scent belonged to him. Comfortable warmth. The coziness... The pain almost forgotten now. He had more room to think now. His chest was no longer tight. Confused he was still but now he had two supports. Supporters spoke. Supports took care of him. Brackets were reliable.

He made associations from that. The people he attacked were already back and they didn't hurt him. The same girls who belonged to him didn't seem to hate these people either. He still didn't trust him, but the two that were his did. They wouldn't hurt him. His magic said that and he trusted his magic.

"Are you better, Pietro?" The girl that smells good...homey?! Yes, the smell was homey. She said things again. He didn't know what it meant yet. He should learn. He means he doesn't want to get away from the heat anymore. There was no way to get away from her scent anymore.

"I think he's still confused. A little rest and everything will be fine." The other girl... The warrior?! Yes, she was like that. A warrior. He also wanted to have her. And fight her. She was strong. Fighting must be good. "Memphis."

"Did you call Miss?" Suddenly a new figure emerged. He had his eyes trained on the new figure. He had comfortable magic. It was linked to him too. Reliable then. Magic said he was loyal so he was.

"Prepare a room with a big bed for us." The warrior spoke again and irritated him. He didn't understand anything. Stop talking and let me have you!

He grabbed the warrior girl and the pretty familiar and disappeared from view. The family of three didn't know what had happened and were thinking about it and how the three disappeared... a new magic invented by the boy? Quite possible.

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"That was rude, Pietro." He complained Karine before realizing they were on a desolate island. There was nothing here but the three of them and a jade green dragon flying in the distance. She realized that this must be his dimension.

"Grrrr" the young man grunted before dragging the two of them and casting pure magic on the floor until it formed a fluffy pink cloud. The pink color really suited Pietro. She still couldn't help feeling the soft, long hair and smell his body. He gave off a good smell of... peach. It was quite allusive.

Aarine was more focused on running her hands over his body. She could see her sister taking advantage of her lover's lack of awareness to finally touch his swollen cock. She could hear her sweetheart's low, delighted growl and began to help her sister.

"We should stop this... He'll remember that..."

"Yes, we should."

And they continued until the boy finally came. The relief that followed made him start to lose consciousness. The girls theorized that when he woke up, perhaps they would have their sweetheart back to full mental faculties and began to enjoy their time with his unconscious body. They wouldn't have much more of that after all.