A few minutes later, Flare woke up and his expression immediately changed.
Recalling what had happened, Flare lied motionless on the ground while looking at the detached trophy in his hand in longing and regret in his eyes. A single tear rolled down his face. Had he already become an eunuch at such a young age? The dragon below him just floated there, watching him arrogantly as if this had nothing to do with him.
A few moments of silence passed before Flare was able to recollect himself. He began to think rationally. What happened? Am I going to die? Is this dragon edible? The dragon eyes flashed as if sensing his thoughts and spoke once again.
"You have summoned me by sacrificing trillions of lives and I have answered. The contract is fulfilled. Goodbye, summoner."
The clouds around the dragon started rotating around the dragon with increasing speed.
"wait what wait wait wait no WAIT!!!"
Flare spoke incoherently reacting slowly to the situation. However it was too late. The clouds rotated around the dragon until it was completely covered before dispersing, revealing a lonely smooth mound where his member was once attached to. The dragon was nowhere to be seen.
"GODAMMITTTTT"
rest in peace, Flare.
After raging for a while, Flare discovered something. His detached pp in his hand was...warm. Now that he calmed down he realized a very important fact, one which he overlooked due to everything that was going on.
He could feel sensations on it.
Yes, for some strange reason, he could still feel his detached member. Thinking up to here, Flare decided to test his pp the only way he knew how: he helicoptered it (for those who know, you know. If you don't know, ask urban dictionary).
Confirming that all his senses were still attached, Flare had a thought: what if he summoned the dragon again to re-attach it to its rightful place?
This could work. If he could do it once, he could do it again.
Luckily the magic circle he drew was still there. All he needed to do was...he recalled the dragons words.
You have summoned me by sacrificing trillions of lives.
Yes that was what he said. However trillions of lives? All he did was jerk-
Flare's eyes widened in an epiphany. Did the dragon mean his unborn children?? His holy seed?
In the room Flare's face darkened. He slowly stood up while still holding onto his detached pp. He checked everywhere and the stain after a huge release that was supposed to be there was...gone.
It truly was!!! The secret to this unholy summoning were his seeds!
Wasting no time, Flare held his pp and once again sat down in front of his desk. However he suddenly had a thought.
No wait if I can re-attach it at anytime, shouldn't I make the most out of this opportunity? It's not everyday you can hold onto your pp. What can I do with this...?
His thoughts drifted.
What if I could suck- PAUSE PAUSE PAUSE no thats too much I'm not that far gone.
He shook his head to clear his mind of darkness.
What if I lent it to some girls in my class? No what would I even say? "Hey heres a realistic dildo. Enjoy-" OF COURSE THAT WOULDN'T WORK.
Flare continued to think about all the possibilities. All of a sudden he heard a loud bang from downstairs.
"I'm home!! Mom? Are you home? Dad??? Helloooo anyone!!"
His little sisters loud voice echoed downstairs. She was one year younger than him and was the slim athletic type. In other words, she was a brute and her name was Tara.
He quickly cleaned up and put his pp on his bed under the blankets. Right after he did, as expected a loud knocking could be heard on his room door with the sound of the handle being twisted unsuccessfully since it was locked.
"HEY BRO OPEN UP LET ME IN IM HUNGRY"
Her loud annoying voice while her happy on his door got on his nerves and he raised his voice a little yelling back.
"Alright alright im coming!"
He opened the door and Tara ran past him and into his room. She sat on his chair and started talking endlessly.
"Do you know whats for dinner? Wheres mom and dad? Can you order pizza? Were you drawing circles again??? Also you wouldn't believe what happened today at school-"
Flare simply said to her.
"I think mom and dad will be home soon so go back to your room, stop bothering me."
She pouted, got off the chair and suddenly decided to annoy her brother. She lied down onto his bed and was planning to roll into a burrito with his blanket however-
squish.
"HEY WAIT GET OUT OF HERE"
Flare quickly yelled and jumped to pull his sister off his bed with his face bright red in embarrassment however she was holding onto the covers and the blanket was down along with her.
"Ah." "Huh?"
Both siblings stopped moving and exclaimed at the same time.
A pp was revealed on the bed.
Flare was frozen in shock and his brain had shut down trying to come up with some any kind of excuse. Meanwhile his little sister was confused about what the thing on the bed was and went up to grab it.
"Bro why is there a worm on your bed??? Is this your new toy? What is it? Its squishy-"
She was held it up to examine it and rolled it around in her hand. Meanwhile Flare felt the sensations from her touching it. His mind literally exploded. His sister...was touching his-
He quickly came back to his senses and tried to get it back from his sister.
"Hey give it back! Don't play with it-"
Surprised by her brothers sudden aggressiveness, Tara accidentally squeezed the thing in her hands and her brother fell down to his knees. Confused by his actions, she quickly ran off while holding it and yelled back at him.
"ITS MY WORM NOW HAHAHA!"
The door to her room slammed shut followed by a click as she locked the door.
Meanwhile Flare was on the floor, enduring an immobilizing pain one would only know when their soft pp was squeezed too hard.
THIS EVIL LITTLE BIT-