Summoner's Conundrum

~~~ Quick Recap ~~~

Miles is preparing to head back to his childhood home to visit his mother - and try to convince her to come live with his new family.

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In the morning, the girls wanted fucked again before Miles left to start his journey. He got them both to climax a couple times and then the girls went to bathe while he warmed up some leftover loaves in the oven and got the crock of butter out.

Miles and Buck were finishing their simple breakfast when the girls came out. Buck got kisses on the cheek. Miles got kisses on the lips. Miles headed for Mazi's shop. Buck left for Witt's house. Kora sent an armload of loaves with the boy and then started making a bundle for Miles to take with him on his trip. She told him that it would be on the table when he returned from talking to Mazi.

Mazi was just opening up her shop when Miles arrived. He told her that he was looking for a way to at least see the girls while he was away, visiting his mother. Mazi left Miles standing in the shop and went into her home - which was located through a doorway behind the counter. She came back out with a matched pair of hand mirrors. She explained that the mirrors let two people see each other. Miles was so excited that he hugged the old woman and kissed her. She brushed her fingers over her mouth, looking at him in surprise.

"Sorry," he said.

"You just surprised me, is all," she said. "It's been a while since anyone has kissed these lips."

"What do I owe you for the mirrors?" he asked.

"Call it a loan," she said. "I want them back. I also want to hear how your mum's getting on..."

Miles hugged her again and kissed her on the cheek this time.

"Twat-tease...," she mock-grumbled at him, giving him a wry grin.

"Oh! What does a [Summoner] use for a focus item?" Miles asked. "Any ideas?"

"No, unfortunately," Mazi said. "Maybe a wand or a staff... Have you tried anything?"

"Do you have any?"

"No, not at the moment anyway. I'll have to keep watch for something. In the meantime, keep a sharp eye out for something to feel special to you. It might just be a gnarled willow stick you find in the wilds... Likely, any magical thing will work but something that feels right will work better..."

"Okay, got it. Thanks."

"I want a report on your mother when you return...," Mazi reminded him.

He hugged her again and slipped out of the door of the shop. He summoned a bear and then a horse and raced back to the house. The girls were already gone. He leaned one of the mirrors up against the oil lamp on the nightstand in their room and then went to the front room. He used his mirror to look through the other one and succeeded in summoning the parrot. He left it standing in front of the small mirror.

Miles grabbed up the cloth bag of food that Kora had packed for him. He stored it in his magic ring. After checking to see if he was forgetting anything, he went outside, peeked through the window, summoned a [Hobgoblin Scout], and had it lock the door. He dismissed the hobgoblin, summoned a horse, and headed south out of town - trying to remember where he had happened upon the road - just a few days before.

The road looked different to him now. He rode for a while and then started worrying that he'd already passed the spot where he had come strolling out of the trees and had stumbled onto the thing. A few minutes later, he came to a stream with a little bridge and knew immediately that he hadn't crossed that on his way to town. He turned off of the road immediately and headed towards the southwest - the opposite direction that he had journeyed when he left home.

He rode the horse for as long as he could and then switched to the bear - and then decided to try the stag. The antlers partially blocked his view but the large deer was far easier to ride than the bear - if slightly more of a pain in his backside. He rode the buck until mid-morning and then switched to the bear again. By then, his ass was numb from bouncing on the deer's rigid spine.

Miles had begun to think that he was lost when he finally stepped clear of the trees and spied, in the distance, the twin fenceposts that marked the boundary to his mother's home. He urged the bear into a canter until he came to the posts. There, he dismounted.

As Miles crossed between the twin gateposts, he didn't feel his mother's wards playing over his skin, like he had expected. He began to worry. When he looked towards the house and saw the door of their home standing open, he began to shake with fear.

Miles sprinted down the path between the rows of his mother's well-tended garden - towards the rustic shack - his heart was pounding like a massive drum. As soon as he stepped into the house, he froze.

His mother was lying on the floor of the central room. The place looked like a whirlwind had hit it. Miles threw himself to his knees and ran his finger across his mother's throat - trying to find a pulse - the way she had taught him.

His mind registered the chill of the corpse at the same time that her body was outlined with a golden glow.

Miles clenched his fists and screamed at the heavens. He got to his feet, raced outside, raised his face to the sky and cursed every single god that he could name. Tears poured down his cheeks. He pulled his dirk from its sheath and fingered the blade. He studied its edge, seriously considering whether or not he wanted to continue living.

He didn't even realize he was bringing the blade up to his throat until the bear raised up on its hind feet and roared at him. The bear dropped onto its feet again, raced towards him, and knocked the blade away. The massive creature shoved him to the ground, stood on his shoulders, and glared at him - baring its fangs threateningly.

"Right," he said, calming himself. "I've got more than myself to think about now."

Images of his two beautiful wives came to his mind. He thought of Buck. He thought of Mazi. He could almost hear her whispering about the shitty luck that went with being a [Hedge Witch]. He looked into the eyes of the bear.

"I'm better," he told the beast. "You can let me up now."

The bear gave him one more stern look and then licked his face - before sitting back on its haunches and watching him.

Miles laughed and wiped the bear's saliva from his cheeks.

"Thanks for that, I guess," he told the thing.

Miles got to his feet and went back towards the house. He stopped on the threshold for a moment to steel himself before stepping through the doorway again.

The golden outline surrounded his mother's body. Without even thinking about what he was doing, he knelt, placed the palms of his hands on her back, and began creating the thin golden threads.

He was shocked out of his daze when the most brilliant golden flash that he'd ever witnessed hit him. It didn't just strike his sight - it pounded every one of his senses - and knocked him onto his ass - and then flat onto his back.

Miles made the mistake (again) of trying to get up too quickly. This time, he passed out.

When he came back to himself, he rolled to his side and started trying to fumble the scrying-mirror from his pack and to check to see if the parrot had vanished. He heard a snuffling sound behind him and turned his face so that he could see the door. The bear stuck its head inside of the house. Apparently, it was checking to see if he was alright.

~ Summoner skill improved ~

Miles checked his stat-sheet to find that he had leveled again. He was Level 6 now. The prompt-text remained the same as it had for Level 5.

[Level 6 - Your skill is growing stronger. Summon more complex and larger creatures to further improve your ability.]

Miles sat up more slowly this time - and didn't pass out. He waited as a brief feeling of vertigo washed over him but then he was good again.

Miles looked to where his mother's body had been. Her clothes were still there. He carefully got to his knees and then crawled forward to examine her things, cursing himself for not doing a more thorough inspection of her corpse before he had turned her into a magical ability. He realized that he should have tried to determine how she had died. Based on the state of the room, he was certain that it hadn't been from natural causes - or even her own doing. He resolved to find whoever was responsible and make them pay.

Miles picked up his mother's things, looking to see if there was blood on them. When he lifted her blouse away, two gemstones tumbled free - to land on the floorboards - a green one and a brown one. He started to reach for the stones when he realized that they were glowing.

Miles called back to his mind what Mazi had taught him about using magic to determine the nature of the things. He could tell immediately that they were special but wanted to know more. He tried to replicate what she had shown him but it didn't seem to be working.

Unable to tell anything with his limited identification skills, he picked up the light green one.

~ Skill stone - Healer ~

Miles pulled up his stat-sheet to see if the thing happened to be a focus-item. It was not, apparently. His slot for that particular item was still empty.

[Focus Item - None]

As he studied the stone in his fingers, he realized that he suddenly knew a basic healing spell. He stored the stone in his magic ring and looked at the other gemstone lying on the floor.

The moment the first stone disappeared from his fingers, the knowledge of the healing spell faded from his mind. He froze.

Miles recalled the green stone to his fingers once more and then tried focusing on the spell again.

He knew how to perform it. Miles stored the stone away once more. The spell faded almost immediately and he found that he could once again no longer remember how to perform it.

"Weird," he muttered.

He reached down and picked up the light brown stone.

~ Skill stone - Hedge Witch ~

A beginning cantrip that would be used by a hedge witch came to his mind. He stored the stone in his ring and the knowledge immediately faded.

"That could be useful...," he remarked.

The bear huffed at him. Miles turned to find it nodding. He chuckled at the beast.

Suddenly realizing that he didn't remember seeing a message from the Oracle Stone about a new ability when his mother's body disappeared, Miles checked his stat-sheet again. There were two new abilities there - under a category that was separate from the mammals, birds, fish, reptiles, insects, and the sentient creatures that he had already learned how to summon. Just as he saw them, the usual prompts appeared.

~ New ability learned: [Summon Hedge Witch] ~

~ New ability learned: [Summon Healer] ~

Miles laughed.

"A little late, there, aren't you?" he asked the Oracle Stone. "Wait. Mum had more than one profession?!"

Miles summoned the [Hedge Witch].

A beautiful, naked woman appeared. She had long, straight, mahogany-colored hair that hung to the small of her back. She had firm, pert breasts that sat high on her chest - jutting out from her slender frame and her toned stomach. There was a narrow, little pillar of dark, fine hair on her mons - crowning her vulva. She was breath-takingly gorgeous. His manhood began responding.

Miles knew immediately that he was looking at his mother - when she had been his age.

"Mum?" he asked tentatively.

The woman looked at herself and then studied Miles.

"I'm not your mum," she said. "I'm a shadow of who she would have been."

He called the brown stone from his ring and held it out to her.

"Hold onto that and I can teach you," she informed him. "Without the teaching, you'll forget the spells as soon as you lose contact with the stone."

"Ah," he said, nodding.

She stepped towards him.

"Give us a kiss and I'll train you...," she told him, looking him up and down like he was a piece of meat.

"What? But you're my mum..."

"I'm not," she said firmly. "I'm simply a summon. I crave your touch. Since I am already naked, we just need to get you out of those clothes and..."

"What? No!"

"I am not your mum," she repeated, more firmly. "Give me a little attention and I will share my knowledge with you. We'll both get a bit of what we want..."

Miles dismissed the [Hedge Witch]. She gave him a disappointed look just before she disappeared.

He summoned the [Healer]. The woman looked exactly the same as the other had - another doppelganger of his 18-year-old mother.

The [Healer] stepped towards him, reaching for him. He quickly dismissed her - cursing under his breath as she vanished.

Miles picked up the rest of his mother's clothing. He saw that there was a cut in the blouse - about the size of a knife blade. The cloth smelled of poison.

Miles summoned the [Hedge Witch] again. He showed her the hole in the shirt and ordered her to identify the poison. She studied the garment for quite a while - even using magic to examine the garment, the spot where the thing had been cut or stabbed, and the poison. She looked into his eyes.

"A blade entered here," she said, nodding toward the hole. "The blade entered the back - below the shoulder - behind the heart. The poison is a powerful paralytic. Rare. Most likely used by an assassin. If the blade was coated in this poison and then thrust into her heart from behind, the paralytic would have - most likely - stopped her heart. This would be very difficult to counteract - even for a powerful hedge witch."

Miles took the shirt back and dismissed the woman again. His stomach growled.

He pulled out some trail food and began to eat as he searched through his mother's home - trying to make sense of what had happened there. He called the [Healer] back, gave her the shirt to examine, and asked her if she could have healed the poison. She told him that - if it was discovered quickly enough - she could counter it. Miles asked her if she could heal it in her own body - presumably if the blade had sliced her heart at all. She told him that it was unlikely.

Miles told the woman to help him search the house for clues. He summoned the [Hedge Witch] and ordered her to help him and the [Healer] with the task.

He was eating, and searching, and so he lost track of what the two naked women were doing. They caught him not paying attention and tackled him. One of them held his hands and distracted him with a flurry of hungry kisses as the other one worked to get his pants off of him. As soon as she had freed his cock, it began to stiffen. She caressed and fondled and licked it and sucked the head between her lips. Miles struggled with the one who was kissing and tried to kick at the one who was causing his cock to stiffen and lengthen. It was a losing battle. His eyes widened as he looked into the eyes of the one that was kissing him as he felt the other one shove his legs together and straddle his thighs.

He groaned into the mouth of one twin as the other one rubbed his throbbing penis up and down between her labia. Her lewd moans mingled with his feral groans. As much as he was repulsed by *who* was doing this to him, it was impossible not to respond to what was being done.

The one who had been kissing him bit down his bottom lip hard and then got her teeth on his right nipple. She bit it until he cried out. His penis got harder than it had ever been before - so hard that it ached. The woman sitting on his thighs brought the head of his penis to her entrance. A thin, fleshy barrier blocked the way forward but there were flames of lust in her eyes and she knew exactly how to extinguish them.

The first woman sucked Miles' nipple so hard that he cried out. When the other woman shoved her pussy onto his cock and used his rod to batter her hymen apart, she gave a shriek of victory. A feral growl rumbled from her chest as her weight shoved Miles' penis deeper and deeper inside of her.

Miles looked up - into the face of the woman who resembled his mother. She opened her eyes and looked back at him. He was fully sheathed inside of her. She had just started to raise herself up to stroke him back into her vagina again when her twin turned her head, latched her mouth on the woman's left nipple, and sucked for all she was worth.

The one mounted on Miles' cock gave a startled scream and then her body convulsed and she began to shudder. The other woman reached down to rub the woman's clitoris as Miles felt a gush of warm slickness surround his throbbing penis.

Miles whimpered as his balls erupted and every pulse of his penis shot another rope of gooey cream inside of his lover's clenching chasm.

The woman holding his wrists down and kissing him had just decided to ride his face when the intensity of Miles' climax finally faded, his mind cleared, and he realized what had just happened. He dismissed the two women. One gave him an angry look as she vanished. The other still had her eyes closed - with a very satisfied look on her face.

Alone once again, Miles lay there for a moment, on the floor of his mother's home, trying to catch his breath. His body was covered in sweat and his penis was slathered with his semen. He began thinking back over the chain of events that had led to the lecherous twins using his body to sate their lusts.

Miles heard Kora calling his name and answered her through the parrot.

Tears came to his eyes as he told her about finding his mother's body - and then he cried again as he explained how he'd just had sex with two women who were 18-year-old versions of his mum.

Kora told him that she wasn't the least bit worried about him cumming in one of his summoned women. She spoke comforting words to him about the loss of his mother. She tried to convince him to come home. However, when he complained that he wanted to try to figure out who had killed her, she told him that she understood and didn't blame him for wanting to stay.

Miles asked Kora why she wasn't mad that he'd had sex. She told him that - first of all - she and Hana had already talked about the possibility that he would marry again. Kora informed him that she didn't consider the two summoned women attacking him as being his fault - but - now that she knew the women were attracted to her husband - she didn't think that him fucking them was a problem for her.

Miles explained that they were younger versions of his mother and Kora just asked him whether or not he thought they were pretty. Miles told her that he was embarrassed by how attractive he thought they were. Kora promised Miles that they would talk to Hana about it that evening. Kora told him that she had just come home during her lunch break to check on him. She was happy to hear that he had arrived safely. She told him to call the two women back, fuck them or subjugate them until he could get them to help him complete his search, and then told him that she and Hana would talk to him later. She told him that she loved him and then said that she needed to get back to the bakery.

Miles laid his head back on the floor of his mother's home and turned over everything that he had learned in his mind.

He realized that Hana was going to be happy to learn that - even though his mother would not be coming to live with them - there was a very good chance that she could learn enough [Hedge Witch] skills that the Oracle Stone might let her replace [Housekeeper]. Miles wondered how advanced Hana needed to be in order to add a second profession. He tried asking the Oracle Stone but it didn't answer. He surmised that he'd likely need to go put his hands on the thing again to ask it questions - if it even provided answers.

Miles summoned the [Hedge Witch] again and ordered her to clean his cock. She happily took his member into her mouth and licked and sucked him clean. He watched her face as she worked. He was haunted by the fact that she looked like his mother - but he found her so attractive that the lust he felt towards her was almost an animalistic urge.