Thread: The Temple of Ishtara ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster )

Bea never had a boyfriend, nor did she care to. Her time was spent enthralled in books and writing her own books that were read by young up and coming archaeologists. She was in her house feeding her large newfoundland dog, Anubis. As she was cleaning up from her meal, she heard her phone ring. Moving over, she pushed glasses up onto her nose and answered it. It was her grandfather. The only one in the family that when she announced she would study the side of culture that archaeologists so often forgot, he applauded her. The choice had made her become somewhat of a paraiah in the family. Sitting, she wrote notes of what her grandfather was telling her. It didn't take long before she said she would be on her way on the next flight. Sitting on the plane, she did research of the Assurini. There wasn't much. Which meant that there was a whole lot to be figured out and discovered. Bea had long mousy brown hair and always hid her figure in unflattering clothes that were always too sizes too big. She stood at 5'7 and was pretty unremarkable. Often forgotten or looked over. When she landed, she was happy to see her brother. She smiled her muted smile that she always had even when she got excited and hugged him tightly. She loved her brother. She took the trip with him and when they arrived at the temple, she looked over the largess of it. Walking around, she surveyed the land before they attempted to walk up the stairs and when they got to the top, they walked back down stairs. She pulled her hair up tighter off her neck and turned on a flash light looking at the walls. Taking in every little detail. A canvas sachel hung over her chest and rested on her side. Seeing her grandfather, she gave him teh same greeting that she did her brother. When she saw her father, she greeted him but there was no love. She knew that he was disappointed in her, and that hurt, but what could she do. Taking the map, she looked over it and oriented herself to the location she was in teh building. Looking it over, she asked some questions when she was fully briefed, she went for a walk. Jose remaining a few steps behind her and blissfully quiet. Looking over the walls, she noted that some etchings of dancing naked people were slowly leading her to a darker, hotter, part of the tomb. Sweat dripped down her body and frame. Making her very uncomfortable. Raising her cloth that she kept in her bag, she wiped the sweat and looked around the new chamber she found herself in. It was greatly decorated and well preserved. She would have walked by it if not the figures who guided her here pointed to this doorway and a etching of a beautiful multi breasted woman held open her arms as if welcoming. Walking inside, she looked around. The room was pretty much empty. There was a huge wall of etchings of what she translated was crudely a prayer to their goddess. Then an intricate symbol that she traced and frowned watching it. She was not sure if it was the heat or just jet lag, but the symbol was swirling and moving. Then she saw her finger pressing the button. A deep groan and rumbling told ehr somethign was happening. Stepping back quickly, she stumbled as a false wall fell away to reveal a large chest. Moving forward, she looked at it. It seemed to be completely sealed. Trying to open it, nothing happened. Not brute force or anything. With a groan of frustration, she motioned for Jose to bring it out of the temple so she could get fresh air and inspect it. Moving out, she made quick notes on the map of what happened, calling it the goddess room. When she got out, she was drenched in sweat. She was uncomfortably hot. Moving down the stairs, she drank some water and waited for Jose. When he came down the stairs with the chest, it was a dark green stone. She looked over the markings and then motioned for him to go with her to the tent. She walked in and let him go and looked over the chest. She ran her fingers over the inscription and began to utter them. Then teh chest popped open. Raising her eyebrows, she looked around. Everyone seemed to be busy with everything else. Sitting in front of it, she opened the chest. Inside were papyrus papers of different protrayals of different sex acts and positiongs. Putting the papers together, she put the little stone relics together. She then got to the bottom and noticed a smaller box and a leather wrapped piece of soemthing. Raising it up she realized it was cured leather that was made into a hard piece wrapped around softer treated leather. It was phallic and looking at the papyrus, it was obviously a dildo. Blushing she opened the box and noticed it was a beautiful amulet. Touching it, she began to feel the urge to put it on. The amulet was a gold hammered delicate design much like the one on the wall that showed the chest. Putting it on, her eyes rolled up into her head as she felt so hot and uncomfortable all over again. Her body had become a live wire. Her pussy was on fire, and her nipples hard. Shutting her tent tightly and securing it, she grabbed the rod of Ishtara. It was cool in her hand and she ran it over her sweaty head instantly getting relief. Taking her clothes off, she ran the rod all over her fevered body. Rolling her eyes up, she moaned softly and sighed. There was still one spot that needed relief. Pressing the dildo into her wet body, she arched her back and gasped as she slid it in. Her body soon came across the barrier of virginity. She shoved past and instant relief rolled through her body but threatened to dissipate when she pulled out, so there Bea sat, fucking herself touching and rubbing her nipples. The amulet glowing between her breast and soon the goddess Ishtara herself slowly filled her body and took over and she, the goddess herself, fucked her new vessel as virgin blood bathed her body and christened herself into a new world. Being inhabited the goddess, Beatrices hair grew out thick and full and curled, her breasts grew full and even began to lactate and would given proper stimulation. With a soft sigh, she leaned back adn continued. Soon Bea whimpered as she was so close and didn't want to stop and took over fucking herself hard. She rolled her eyes up and howled as she came around the dildo and sank back panting softly naked and wet with sweat and very hungry. Getting up, she slipped the rod from her body to a box. Stepping out after dressing in a sheet wrapped around herself in a goddess form, she walked out barefoot and looked around. She grinned wickedly waiting for someone to cross her path.