The Curse

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The curse Part 2: Are Hercules And Iolaus Truely In Love?

By Oddessy

It has been several months since iolaus's sforsformation they had decided to take it slow and not rush into anything that could end their already fragile friendship to a complete end... when iolaus had told hercules she was going hunting and would be back in several days hercules offered to go along but iolaus insisted that he didn't this didnt make hercules comfortable but respected her wishes. Several days past and iolaus hadn't returned this of coarse worried hercules and without giving it a second though decided to begin searching for iolaus. Several days passed and every lead that was given to him lead to one dead end after another, two weeks passed and hercules' patience was all but gone the last inn he visited told hercules that iolaus had left the day before when hercules asked the inn keeper where was iolaus headed he told hercules that iolaus was headed for athina once he reached the small town hercules headed toward the only thriving inn to be seen. He walked up to the owner and asked if iolaus was here and the innkeeper said she was and had arrived only a few hours ago the owner also told hercules that she wasn't alone that there was another man with her. By the gods! why did the owner have to mention that to him and in his state, hercules' face flushed an angry red and he poised himself before heading towards the room that the owner had given him. In mid stride hercules began to think all sorts of thoughts flew into his mind once he reached the door he hesitated a moment and thought to himself ”What if I'm mistaken?” he thought. Iolaus will be enraged with me.

Nonetheless, his gut feelings were crying out to him that the huntress was in danger, a danger of her own making, even thouolauolaus is entrapped in the body of a woman it never changed the fact that iolaus still had a way of getting into trouble even if he now she didn't ask for it. But it was trouble nevertheless. He made a lightning decision. It didn't matter what iolaus said this time an angry hunter was also a very loud hunter, he didn't want to take any chances. He lifted one muscular leg and broke the door down. The view before him made him hesitate momentarily outraged as his most atrocious suspicions were justified. Iolaus was standing naked in the center of the small room, her back facing hercules. Her delicate arms were extended above her head, with her wrists tied firmly to a rope suspended from a joist. The blond had been coerced onto the tips of her now bloodied toes in order to foreshorten the strain on her wrists. Nevertheless, it was the other man who had hercules's prompt attention. Lanky and brawny, the man stood behind the hunteress, clinging to a flog in one hand. He witnessed all of this in a blink of an eye as he shot forward. The man turned to face him and then hastily backed down, mouthing something.

The thundering blood in Hercules' ears impeded all sound as one savage demigod headed quickly towards him. Hercules lifted one large fist and got hold of the man by his throat proposing to bash him into obscurity. However, he soon recognized that the hunteress's back was untouched. That was when iolaus' fraught voice perforated the clouds of his anger. Herc! herc! I'm fine! He hasn't touched me! The blond was very well aware of just how close hercules came to losing control of his own force and she knew all too well the sorrows that followed those very infrequent occurrences oich ich they have happened. Driving back the impulse emolemolish the man's face, the demigod simply carted him to the door and tossed him out. Don't you even think about coming back here again, he growled and walked back into the room, banging the door behind him. He reclined against it, staring at the error-prone hunteress. He had cautioned the small blond that the man looked like a vile piece of crap after he had encountered the two having a few drinks just a few weeks ago, but Iolaus had guffawed off his concerns. What's the matter with having a few sociable drinks with someone? she asked. As usual she then started to joke about the demigod being like a hen with one one baby chick.

There was no way to rationalize with him. Not that hercules was ever really capable of doing that, and seeing as hercules had no proof to back up his difference of opinion, just a feeling of eminent disquiet. Stubbornly disobedient as ever, the little blond had intentionally planned on befriending the man. And there she was about to receive her poetic justice or at least that's what she would have received had hercules not intervened. I hope you learned your lesson, hercules stated. Iolaus hadn't been able to turn herself around to face hercules who stood blocking the door and in all truth she had no desire to face him. Not only was she very uncomfortable, she was highly mortified in the state that the demigod discovered her and was highly on the offensive, she was well aware that hercules had every right to tell her If you'd only listen to me you wouldn't get into so much trouble. She glared angrily at him as she heard enough and irritably shouted, oh for zeus sake herc! Don't you dare start with another one of your long irksome reprimands. I've heard it all before and even before I was cursed by that bitch stepmother of yours. Just get me down I'm freezing or can't you tell. Hercules was about to do just that, but when he heard the way Iolaus carried on he quickly stopped dead in his tracks. Get a move on herc, what are you fucking about for? Iolaus commanded she was desperately trying with no luck what so ever to swing around so that she faced the demigod to see for herself what was taking hercules so long to cut her downs.

It was at this moment when hercules spotted the whip and bent down to pick it up. You know something, iolaus a little appreciation goes a long way, he said nonchalantly. Wha??? Oh alright, thank you very much for saving my ass once more, hercules, she said in a non- believing tone, most immoderately, upon civility. "NOW CUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!"

Without another thought, hercules snapped the whip out so that the tip stung Iolaus' ass. It wasn't arduous enough to mark her, but the blond cried out in astonishment and indignation. I can see some functions for this little toy, hercules remarked. Damn you, herc, get me down from here now! Why iolaus, I would have believed that somebody in your situation would, in the pursuits of all human preservation, be just a tad more...he was going to say prudent in her needs, iolaus interjected him saying... human preservation? oh please herc, you're not gonna whip me I know you're not. I wouldn't be too certain of that, hercules replied, trailing a line down iolaus' back with the whip handle. As usual the ever-stubborn hunteress still wasn't getting the clue. Herc, give it up you always threaten me, but you never don't do a thing about it except give me these long deathly speeches. I wish you would act upon your threats for once in your life. That would be preferable to those tiresome, repetitious lectures of yours.

"Are you sure about this?" hercules asked, smiling widely as various options abruptly befell him that he was sure the hunteress wouldn't actually prefer. Iolaus opened her mouth to say yes, but quickly shut it as it hit her that there was a tone in hercules' voice that she had never heard before. To her surprise hercules actually appeared just about flirtatious. No, that just couldn't be right as she recalled on the night of the horrible transformation it was agreed that we would be taking it slowly but I fear my needs may have gotten me into more trouble than I thought and I have a feeling hercules has changed his mind and would rather have me now than to lose me to someone else. Well it sure as hell took him long enough to open his eyes! I'll just play along. It was true that when iolaus was male he never feared using that tone of voice when trying to persuade the demigod into pardoning his latest infraction or following hercules into something he was doubtful about. It ordinarily worked fine because it got hercules all hot and bothered, and he never did know quite how to handle it. No now things have changed and its not like that any more as my feelings for hercules have only increased and this is something he doesn't fully realize just yet but I fear he won't have to wait much longer. The demigod would not dare tease her in that manner knowing how hard its been to adjust to the recent transformation, but now that hercules has decided to cross that line there no wno way to stop him. "Well?" hercules asked naively. "Did you mean it when I asked if you were sure about this? I'll just call his bluff, iolaus thought. She baded they were face to face so she could bat her eyelashes at her friend. Of course I meant what I said...I mean hera may have cursed me into the body of a woman but she sure as hell didn't turn me into a mindless twit ya know she answered sweetly, you know now I feel about you herc...you know full well I'd always let you have your way with me. She nearly laughed nervously as she looked for the demigod's flurried reaction to that comment.

Nontheless, hercules sensed he had the upper hand in their little raillery. For one thing Iolaus could not see him blushing and second iolaus was unquestionably not in any position to control litigations. In his male state he would knowingly rattle demigod up by rubbing his ass against him and then speed off into the bush for safety. Today she had no escape and she knew it, though that did not stop her from trying to gain the verbal initiative as usual. Without saying a word, hercules bestrode directly behind the hunteress and spoke once again. "You said you were sure of this," he spoke softly, the hunteress could practically feel his breath hotly against her ear. *THAT* was definitely not suppose to happen. Iolaus trembled unknowingly. “Herc's picking up on my little game,” she thought, I but I wager he'll wimp out way before I do. "And I truly meant it," she replied firmly, triumphing inwardly at how firm her voice had become. Oh, great, you wouldn't object if I do this then. I can remember how much you loved the way I did this to you when we were growing up. As he talked, hercules ran his hands gently down the blond's sides. "Oh please herc not that! No tickling! [chuckle] you know [chuckle] I can't stand that. awww no herc come on don't! But I thought you'd agreed. Hercules pointed out. I never realized you'd do something so childish as this.

What would you perfer I do? You don't want to be titillated or scolded and you beyond doubt didn't appear to like it at all when I snapped you with the whip. What do you propose I do to teach you a lesson then? The hunteress was silent for a few long moments as if she was in deep thought. In all actuality she had made her decision to pay hercules back by flurrying the hell out of him and she just needed to see the expression on demigod's face when she made it. Herc, You know how much I hate trying to speak to you when I can't even see you. Since I can't turn around why don't you just come around where I can see you. "Okay." The demigod yieldingly walked around her until he stood right in front of the hunteress. Lean towards me, I want to whisper it to you. Why? there's no one else here but us. Yeah but the walls have ears ya know thats how rumors are started. "All right," hercules said in an agonizing tone.

Come a little bit closer herc. "Is this cl-mmmph!!!" Despite his cautiouness, hercules had been taken completely by surprise by the kiss. He stumbled backwards quickly as the disobedient hunteress stood her ground and shocked hercules as she said lustfully. "Hercules I want you fuck me, hard deep and fast make me scream your name" her eyes sparkling with misbehavior. For an instant hercules was utterly lost for words at the unbelievable suggestion. His mouth gawked open. Then he suddenly saw it....their was a glint of triumph in the hunteress eyes. That goddamned little shitbag thought she's defeated me, he thought, well it isn't going to happen. For some reason, herc succeeded to say, "I was thinking about it and somehow I believed you may have felt that it would be considered barbarous and savage chastisement. Iolaus swallowed down her amazement at the unforeseen reply and quickly said oh, no, I wouldn't disagree that at all. I feel that it would most definitely be the appropriate lesson I could learn under the circumstancen aln all reality, her brain was swirling, as all the assurances in her life appear to be falling apart. The highly traditionalist and extremely moralistic demigod couldn't actually be conceiving...nah! He's just fucking with me, she assured herself. Would you rather fuck me here or will we be using the bed? she queried with overstated informality. It doesn't matter much to me, which would you like?

The bed, my arms are getting numb. This was in all honesty very much the truth. The hurt in her wrists and shoulders was by now quite fierce. Hercules felt a pang of shame. He acknowledged he shouldn't have left iolaus tied up for such a long time, nonetheless he repremanded himself thinking to himself that iolaus was for the most part liable for the hold up. Had she not been so demanding, hercules would have freed her without delay. Then again then this certainly has become a fascinating show of bequeaths would never have been started. Hercules couldn't accept for one second that the hunteress was serious about her proposition, iolaus had to confess only to backout, seeing as there was no way the demigod was going to be the first to give in. ordinarily the most willing of men, hercules could also be very hard headed at times and Iolaus often pointed out that this was one of his least obnoxious traits. The demigod chose to believe it as praiseworthy judgement to stand up for what he thought was right and he believed Iolaus was way over due for a lesson in manners. He had often told the blond that his (now HER) boisterous mouth would one day be his( now HER) demise. Alas, that note simply lived up to inspire the spirited hunter (now HUNTRESS) into more enthusiastic boldness. Now hercules shall give her a well deserved scare and point out to her the repercussions of her actions.

Hercules untied the rope that held iolaus and she keeled forth against him. Hercules quickly held onto her shoulders in case she should fall. They stayed like that for several long minutes.
Recovering the circulation back into her arms was unspeakable and for the moment it was all iolaus could do to prevent from heaving at the pain. Her eyes teared and she chewed her lip and succeeded to hold back any moans. At long last, she trusted her voice to inquire, Aren't you planning on untying my wrists? "So sorry iolaus," the demigod apologized and hastily freed her wrists. His moral sense plagued him as he noticed how iolaus recoiled and noticed the rope burns on her wrists. "Iolaus, are you certain you want to...um...continue?" hercules questioned, looking at the bed. Wavering filled the hunteess with restored satisfaction. Hercules had begun to show signs of timidness. Yes I most certainly do, that is unless you would rather not, she added. Not at all, I'm quite pleased to begin. Here allow me help you up. In one quick movemenercuercules swept the stunned hunteress into his arms and placed her on the bed. Things had definitely proceeded farther than iolaus had hoped-for. Se had been positive that hercules would wimp out rapidly and that this would have provided her with an outstanding topic for future vexing. Nonetheless, she was convinced that she would succeed.

Hercules on the other hand did have one great leverage that the hunteress didn't have which was he wasn't a virgin had hera not cast the spell upon iolaus he in his male form would have been taken for the ride of his life but seeing as that is not longer the case as hercules also had sex with many beautiful women as well so he had best of both worlds. It had been several years ago before iolaus' permanent transformation no thanks to my bitch of a stepmother, Iolaus had been journeying in the west. He at the time had enjoyed it, even though he felt that the act was grotesque and so it ought have been distasteful to him. Back in present time hercules curiously ask iolaus, "How did you wind up like that anyhow?" as he observed the hunteress rubbing her sore wrists. Hhmm, a stalling tactic. Herc's trying to hold up things in hopes I'll be the one to wimp out, no way am I about to do that, iolaus envisaged.

Balefulness shone in her eyes as she quickly lowered her lashes as she added chastely, because I've been forbearing myself all for you hercules. Hercules just about erupted in laughtt tht the conspicuous lie and the prudish look that acommpanied it, but for some reason he managed to impeded it con continued to ask her, "Then what happened?" Misinterpitting hercules' rose color for bashfulness instead of an effort to restrain a laugh, iolaus immediately praised herself on her newest crack and carried on, "I do believe he must have put something in my drink as all of a sudden I found I felt strangely light headed. I told hercules that I needed some air and headed towards the door and before I realized what was going on I was up in my room. I can't recall how long I'd been knockout when I realized hercules had already tied me to the bed and told me he was going to prepare me before he fucked the life out of me. Alright iolaus while we're on the subject, which way up would you choose? I'll let you do that for me, iolaus said smiling affectionately. I want you to feel comfortable. Over on your stomach then. "Very well," Iolaus said, as she thought, "What a fucking stupid mistake! I should have chosen, now I won't be able to see his face. She was just about to turn over when the demigod asked her, "Is there any lubrication?" That question jarred the hunteress. Now iolaus truly felt unconfortable at the way hercules was speaking. It sounded like the demigod actually knew what he was talking about. At this point in time, concording to Iolaus' plans, hercules should've wimped out hours ago instead of calmly asking such questions. I-I d-don't think there is any. Oh, well, guess I'll just have to use natures own luberant “spit."

The problem solved, so nonchalantly alerted the hunteress to the realization. "You've done this previously haven't you! she retored accusingly. Of course I have! hercules replied smugly, savoring the unexpected luridness and the look of panic on his friend's face as the truth sank in. "I figured you already knew that." N-No...you n-never told me. W-When? who where... sorry iolaus that would be telling. Does it really matter? Let's get it on already.

"B-But..." Do you think you can roll over now? iolaus didn't budge. Umm herc, I...I...
Look sharp will you. Hercules was truely begining to delight in himself. It was amusing vexing the hunteessr for once without having to feel guilty about it. He looked down at the gorgeous, pale face, in its frame of golden curls. Iolaus' ceruleyes yes were deep with fearfulness. It was mirthful to see the hunteessr who was usually so surefooted, Acting like a nervous virgin. It was so different to his previous times with a female. The beautiful youth with whom he had the brief affair had been very experienced and had known all the tricks likely to arouse any man. Hercules could picture her clearly, the long blond hair, the soft supple skin. Her eyes weren't right, hercules contemplated. They were jade green and she was way too tall. All of a suddenly he froze. What did he mean by “weren't right” and “way too tall? 'oh, gods!' he recognized, as he stared down at the hunteress, “she was not iolaus.” Now for the first time in his life he finally understood the deeply suppressed sexual desire folauolaus.

He had been missing iolaus so much and had surprised himself greatly at his eagerness to respond sexually to the opposite sex especially a female. Now he knew the truth. The youth back so many years earlier had served as a substitute for the true love of his life. He know knew what he must do to set things as they once were. He had to confront his evil stepmother and force her to break the curse that is holding his true love a prisoner only this way could they bot hap happy. He hadn't felt horny by this truth up until now, and sure enough his cock stirred to life as he accepted the truth. He wanted the hunter and not the hunteress and knew he had for so many years.

Observing from under lowered lashes, the relieved hunteress watched his reluctance and sudden paleness unaware of the reason for it, iolaus smiled to herself an thought, finally herc's begining to get cold feet. That crock about having done this before was just a lie to scare the shit out of me seeing as it nearly did. I'm astonished he has managed to get this far. He's a better actor than I thought him to be, nevertheless he's chickening out now and I will prevail. Consequently, she turned over onto her stomach in one swift movement, spread her legs promiscuously, and said, herc, lets get it on what are you waiting for already? hercules stared down at her, his eyes regaling on the exquisite, creamy globes so invitingly displayed for his delight. His cock rubbed against his now tight leather pants as he deliberated what to do next.

He feared that the huntress truly had no desire whatsoever to have sex with him and had also been given free rein to one of his most sophisticated sessions of teasing and had even got out of hand with her balefulness. All the same, hercules admitted he 't 't wet behind the ears he sensed he had given the hunteress fair warning that he wasn't going to wimp outrculrcules had no idea that he was playing right into iolaus's trap, so he contemplated, what if this is one of iolaus' old hunter's tricks? regardless of what iolaus wanted, the demigod knew his own mind at last. 'in any case,' he solaced himself, if I begin to touch him and he suddenly disapproves I can always say he asked for it and just blame on her. Hercules extended a tentative hand out and moved a finger down the crack of Iolaus' ass. Hercules felt Iolaus stiffen andlizelized she was begining to close her legs. To prevent this hercules quickly climbed into the bed and knelt between iolaus' thighs. Hercules opened his pant front and released his achingly hard cock. Then he reached down and slowly inserted a finger into his friend. The reaction was straightaway. "Ouch!" iolaus yelped, she was surprised rather than hurt, "What the hell do you think your doing?" Just preparing you, iolaus. Relax, you're very tight I'm going to have to stretch you open a bit. As hercules spoke, his other hand moved beneath the hunteress to caress her already hot and very wet womanhood. Iolaus ran a nervous tongue across her lips that had suddenly gone dry. "Herc, I d-don't think I ..."

"It's alright, iolaus, just relax." At that moment, hercules' cock rubbed up against iolaus' thighs. Iolaus panted as she knew just what was touching her. Realizing that that reaction couldn't be misrepresented, she now knew hercules hadn't been merely fucking about to scare her and she now had to deal with the repercussions of the game she had started. She was facing a problem. She could have hercules stop and this she was sure of, disregarding his state of horniness, the demigod would never force himself upon her or she could make-believe that she had been serious all along and go through with it. She always hated to have to be the one to back down first, but she was very fearful of allowing the demigod to proceed. She had seen hercules naked countless times even before the transformation and had observed the size of his cock in its lax state. And even then it had seemed large even then. She feared to think what it must be like now. Nonetheless she did love hercules even in her transformed state knewknew that hercules would love her even more in his male form and if the demigod really desired to have sex with him and had considered the desire was mutual, how mortified and hurt he would be if Iolaus all of a sudden announced she had no real intention of having sex with him and that all it had been was just a joke gone too far.

How would their friendship survive that? While hercules' mind spun out of control, the demigod, heartened by his silence, which she took for acceptance, inserted another finger. Gulping, Iolaus managed to ask hercules anxiously, "Will it hurt?" The answer was not what she was hoping for. Yes, it may be a bit painful in the beginning, especially if there is no proper lubrication, but I promiss you will enjoy it. W-Will you stop if the pain is unbearablolauolaus queerie knowing all too well that was easier said than done. Yes, of course, the demigod said. Hercules decided that it would be best if he try to arouse Iolaus first before going any further this way she would be more tolerating of any discomfort. Consequently, he withdrew his fingers and gently turned the blond onto her back. Then he leaned forward and buried his face in the hunteress' golden curls. These had always mesmerized him and he longed to touch them. He found an earlobe and began to gentlely sucked at it. Iolaus giggled as she protested, "Herc, that tickles!"

This was nothing compared to her reaction when the demigod began to nip at the sensitive junction between her neck and shoulder. That made the hunteress pant, squirm and bed hercules to stop but at the same time not to stop. Hercules began to roam over the blond's body, intentionally searching out all the places that stimulated the utmost response from his prey. After several long moments of this delicate vexation, the squirming hunteress was not only horny as a rabbit in heat but was actually beginning think that anything was better than allowing the demigod continue with his taunting. Anything to relieve the intolerable sexual stress that was beginning to rise in her delicately tortured body. Recognizing his partner's despair, hercules moved his hand to iolaus' throbbing hot cunt and began to milk it. Iolaus exploded helplessly after only a few strokes and lay panting and trembling, scarcely aware that the demigod was using the cum to coat his fingers so he could continue with the preparation.

Suddenly, iolaus felt herself being turned onto her stomach once more. Powerful hands gently spread the creamy globes of the hunteress' sexually attractive ass. Iolaus mewled and attempted to move away as the first finger entered her, "Don't move," the demigod whispered hoarsely. Another finger joined the first and then a third. Iolaus tensed up. 'Gods, no! I can't do this!' she thought, but knowing better and stoped herself from expressing her fear.

In the meantime, hercules was so aroused by the sight before him that he found it rough to go slow. All he wanted to do was to bury himself deep into the little blond, but he full wha what the outcome of that would be and he couldn't live with that thought. He had control his passion as not to frighten the hunteress any more than she already was. "Easy, iolaus," he spoke. "Just keep calm and breathe out." Then he moved his hands towards the hunteress' lithe hips and began to push his way gently past the taut ring of muscle. Iolaus couldn't fathom how much it hurt. She clutched her fists until the knuckles were bone white and bit hard into the pillow to smother her moans ofn. An. All her might was centered on that one small tortured part of her. The unbelievable sense of fullness jeopardized to overtake her. He's ripping me in half, she thought, even though she was fully aware that the thought was illogical.

Hercules withdrew momentarily and iolaus let out a breath of relief, only to have the demigod move in again, moving roughly into her while increasing his thrusts. Transfixed helplessly under his friend's weight, iolaus felt tears flowing down her face as she desperately tried to hold back the screams arising in her throat. Then it just became too much for her to handle and she screamed out in pain and agony as she began to struggle futilely to free herself. Lost in his rhapsodic enjoyment of the act, hercules scarcely heard the sound, as it was by muffled in the pillow. He, although sensitive to the needs of others was lost in a fog of sensual pleasure.

Hercules had interpreted the cries as cries of encouragement as he thrust deeper and deeper into iolaus. A of of fire blasted the hunteress' body. Her world reeled out of control as a vortex of pleasure such as she had never experienced before in her life overwhelmed her . She couldn't breath, she couldn't think. Lost in a void, enlightened by sudden pin-pricks of bright light, she was screaming her head off pleading incoherently at the demigod to thrust harder, to stop, to...to...gods to do didndidn't know what else the think or say. The loud noise his partner was making suddenly pushed the demigod over the edge and he came hard, crumpling forward onto iolaus. Hercules lay there panting with difficulty while slight;y crushing the fraile body into the mattress. Then regaining his senses, hercules carefully withdrew from iolaus and turned over onto his back. He raised the supine iolaus to him, whispering endearments. Iolaus instinctively curled into his embrace, while hercules rained kisses upon her. The little blond was shivering with opposition and covered in sweat. She felt utterly worn-out, totally debilitated of energy.

Without a single word she fell into a deep sleep, to the consolation of the demigod, who began to think more clearly about what had just transpired and to wonder if he may have misunderstood his friend's desires. 'If she's at ease enough to sleep, she ccouldn't be too upset,' he figured. When hercules awoke the next morning, he reached for iolaus meaning to cuddle her but to his surprise the hunteress was gone. Concerned, hercules instantly jumped out of bed and began to dress as quickly as he could. 'Gods, I hope she isn't angry about what we did,' he thought. 'I don't think she planned for to go far as they did.' He was heading the door when it suddenly opened and the hunteress walked in exclaiming "Fuck, I'm raw," iolaus bitched, hobbling across the room. You should have used the whip on me. Uncertain how to answer, hercules chose to respond in kind. If you hadn't been so stubborn you would've gotten away with just a lecture. What? There's nothing worse than one of your wearisome talks. Earnestly though, iolaus, are you sorry that we...ahmm ...that we had...

"had sex?" the demi nod nodded. "P-perhaps..I-I'm not sure yet herc." She bowed her head, covering her face with her wild curls. Dejected and worried that he had actually hurt his friend, the demigod began to apologize. "I'm truly sorry, iolausnevenever meant ..." all the same, iolaus carried on as though hercules hadn't said a word. "I realize you liked it..." She lingered off. "But?" hercules instigated suddenly, even though he did not want to hear what he assumed the little blond would say. I believe we'd better do it again and then few more times just to be on the safe side that way I can give you a byast opinion on the subject, Iolaus said, lifting her head and smiling brashly as she observed hercules' facial expression change from anguish to joyful relief. "Got ya, herc!" she giggled. Well I'll be dammed! and to think I was going to have hera break the curse she cast upon only a few short weeks ago and restore you to your self again. Iolaus smiled and held hercules face in her hands saying in a loving tone...please don't do that herc...let the bitch think shes won. As a woman I can now offer you much more than just a good fucking up the old ass ya know. I can now bear your children as well something I could never do as a man.

Hercules looked deep into iolaus' eyes and with tears in his eyes say lovingingly....if this is what you truely want then so shall it be. As of this day I take you as my loving wife iolaus of thebes and with tears in her eyes she said to hercules, as of this day I take you as my loving husband hercules son of zeus. And with that hercules swooped his beloved wife into his arms and said. Iolaus my darling wife, if you think your ass is tender at the moment, be warned thats nothing compared to what it's about to become, he declared, the happiness in her face and the ardour of his embrace totally counter minding his attempt to scold his newly wedded wife.

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