Soul mates, together forever By Beyogi Thanks to Janet Miles (sparrowchild) for editing. Thanks to djkauf for proofreading and formating. Humoring one's date shouldn't be a problem, but what happens if strange rituals are involved?

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“Damn, George, why exactly did you agree to this bullshit?” I thought to myself. Being the normal nerd, I tried to ask the hot girl from one of my classes at college for a date after a friend dared me to. Well, it sounds worse than it is. My face is not riddled with acne scars, and I’m not a fat 5 foot 7 couch potato. No, I actually look quite handsome; at least I think so…

Well… I asked her and she said she would, but she thinks she’s not the right one for me. Lea had that condition for the date; she wanted me to take part in her ritual to summon a soul mate, my soul mate. But shouldn’t summoning someone’s soul mate be a happy occasion and not something like this creepy ritual?

She had said she liked me and wanted me to be happily in love with my one perfect mate. At least she liked me, in her own strange, esoteric way. I had started to wonder if this crap was really worth it. On the other hand she was really beautiful and my friends would be dumbfounded if I showed up at the party with her. It was an easy choice.

Now I’m here standing in a pentagram, another pentagram opposite mine. I had expected a hoax, or some kind of joke, but Lea and her friends took this stuff seriously. Or they were the best actors I’ve ever met. My date and her girlfriends stood around the pentagrams and chanted some gibberish. It reminded me of a cross between something out of a cheap horror movie and childish rhymes. And, of course, we had to be in a dark cellar room that was lit only by the red candles that defined the summoning pentagram.

“We need a guy to make the ritual work,” she had explained and declared I needed some help finding my true love. It was obvious it couldn’t be her. She was fucking nuts. Whatever. It wasn’t like I actually had to participate, just stand in a pentagram, say nothing and wait for them to finish their chant. Well, if that was everything, I could humor her.

I wanted to go to the party, not stand around in the dark and listening to some wannabe witches chanting… It wasn’t like they’d be successful anyway. It was spooky, but then if there was magic in the world I’d have seen it by now. I’d tried to access the force after the first time I saw Star Wars,but nothing happened. I didn’t get a Hogwarts letter on my eleventh birthday. Sadly, there was no magic in the world.

It would be too nice if there actually were such a thing as a soul mate for me… But as far as I knew there is no such thing as a soul. Bah… romantic girl stuff. Embarrassing that I would even think about it. Rubbing my legs, shivering, I realized that they had finished their ritual song three times already. Still, they were repeating their creepy chant.

“Ryleh, summon soul mate here,
from the depths of Phralere.
Happiness eternal lie,
love won’t end till time may die.
Bodies shall adapt for love,
Change until it is enough.
Words that bind, chants that find.
Gap of worlds is closed away,
since this is a special day.
Love sustains and needs no fee.
George’s soul mate we summon thee.”
No way that this could actually work. If this lame assed attempt of a summoning ritual would work, I should have summoned something worse than Ctulhu in kindergarten. I’d dared to express my doubts beforehand, but Lea had made this stupid ritual her condition to come to the party. I had no choice if I didn’t want to live with the indignity of coming to the party without a date. No way would this happen after I’d boasted to my friends.

Damn my imagination… I felt it getting colder in the room. Their chanting really freaked me out. There was no way it could be that cold here. I probably just got goose bumps. On the other hand it got worse every time they finished a chant. Shadows were flowing in a menacing war dance on walls. The candles started to flicker in a strange wind. Fuck, this got really strange. The door was closed. There could be no wind, but still… the flames were moving in a wind.

I felt cold sweat running down my back. I heard a whisper, no… It was more like I felt it in my bones. It was incomprehensible, but it was there. I felt words and thoughts, words other than those of the girls. A strange smell entered my nose, was it just our sweat, or… I had been distracted and now every candle flame pointed away from the pentagram in front of me. Cold terror grabbed my heart. I was about to run when they finished their chant the seventh time.

“Love sustains and needs no fee,
George’s soul mate we summon thee.”
A crack sounded. Black smoke rose from the pentagram in front of me. I wanted to run, but I couldn’t move a single muscle. I doubt I was even breathing. The smoke thickened and compressed into a wall of black light. Suddenly, it was gone and a creature stood before me. It was so alien that it didn’t even appear in my nightmares.

I saw strange colors, and heard alien sounds. Its skin was rippling, forming tentacle like structures and vanishing them. Taking forms unknown to my mind, those maybe were even incomprehensible. Then I felt it, there was a tickling in my mind and then he appeared. Another presence was in my thoughts.

“Finally, after so many Aeons I meet you.”
It wasn’t like it was exactly these words, but that was what the entity meant. I just knew what he wanted to say. In a corner of my mind I heard Lea and her friends screaming in terror, but for some reason I only felt tranquility.

“We’re together, we will unite,” he said and touched me with one of his moving tentacle like appendages.
I felt a tingling over my whole body. Something was retreating in my crotch area and I realized my dick was inverting. I was growing a pussy.

“I have waited so long for you, my lost soul mate. We will have many children,” he told me, and more tentacles started to move in my direction. Some were just caressing me… Then, I felt it entering, incredible pleasure in my pussy, worming into my new formed womb. Another one hit my behind and entered through my rear hole. It pulsed and I shuddered in pleasure around them.

In the euphoric haze I had suddenly entered, I only felt other tentacles entering through my nose and ears. Something spread my lips and intruded into my mouth and down through the gullet into my stomach. I felt a short pain in my nose as tentacles worked their way up my nostrils. As they reached my brain, I felt the unending love of my soul mate. The nose tentacle split and another part crept down my wind-pipe. So many strange feelings from strange places… I wondered what he wanted in my lungs. I felt no lack of air although I had definitely stopped breathing.

He retracted his tentacles and pulled me close to him. My clothing had dissolved somehow and I was convulsing in waves of pleasure, feeling filled and full of love. Our skins touched. I felt mine melting into his rippling, changing, reforming. It was a great pleasure to feel the world subside. I wasn’t hearing, smelling or tasting anything anymore. Then, my head touched his skin and I stopped seeing.

First, it was just darkness, then I didn’t feel my eyes anymore, there was no more sight.
I was surrounded by his loving flesh and mine was absorbed into his. Where my skin had been, I felt nothing, not even numbness… Still, the pleasure of feeling my body vanish was unimaginable. Then, the last feeling in my body was gone and I stopped knowing up and down. I just was and felt his love. No feeling of the world, not even darkness, just him.
He thought, “We will be together, forever…”

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I got the idea for writing this story after reading Mercedes Lackeys story “Satanic, Versus…” It’s a Halloween story, too, and rather funny…
You can find it here: http://www.webscription.net/10.1125/Baen/0671578057/06715780...
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