tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57623690130055470882024-03-05T11:17:01.214-08:00Sex Mages and Other StrangenessWhere the women are superhuman and the men are at their mercy.Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.comBlogger253125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-11388005263644069102022-11-12T06:01:00.009-08:002022-11-12T11:33:45.927-08:00"Retiring"*<p> For the past few years, about three or four times a year, I have debated quitting doing erotica for good. I never really took those feelings too seriously no matter how strongly I felt it at the time, because my mood on the subject flips back and forth regularly, and it was just part of my creative cycle to have down times in order to recuperate the energy for the up times. Every time I thought I was honest to god, for real, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">absolutely</i> done with it, within a month or three, my muse would come back around to throw her empty booze bottles at my brain, and all of a sudden, a bunch of stories would burst forth, and I wondered why I ever thought I would actually quit.</p>By contrast, there’s been several times where I also came to the conclusion that erotica is clearly my destiny, that it’s what I’ll be writing forever, nothing else I try to do ever goes anywhere anyway, and I should just embrace it with full abandon. These are the times I had sudden big bursts of inspiration, did a lot of work over an extended time period, and really tried to push myself to take the “content creator” mindset. And every time, of course, I eventually flamed out, going back on hiatus and thinking that that was the last ride.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rinse, repeat, year after year. But this time feels different.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It’s telling to me that a lot of my projects in the last couple years have been me wrapping up various series and finally knocking some long-overdue stories off the backlog. That I find myself more often than not in these recent stories including sex scenes more out of obligation than out of passion. That the biggest project I’ve worked on in this time became a vessel to help me process some sort of Writer’s Midlife Crisis.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>I think something fundamental has faded within me, and as someone whose drive has primarily come from within, keeping going is like trying to force an engine to run without gas. Sometimes, a little trickle of fuel condenses in the tank just enough to spark the ignition, and allow me to sputter the car along for another few miles, but that’s as far as I seem to get before the engine dies again. I do feel like a few of my best stories have come out of these past couple years, and that I’ve been able to make some truly interesting work, even if it wasn’t very well polished. But I also have to admit that some of that work I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> had to force myself to get out, to a level I’ve not had to before.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A variety of factors have contributed to this: repeated mental and physical health setbacks, general decline in libido as I get older, tapping the well dry after being at this for going on fifteen years (over twenty, actually, counting the stories I wrote before I took the Salamando name), my interests shifting over time, getting back into art as a creative outlet recently, having to relearn time and again that I’m not a “content creator” type, my attitudes on certain things shifting over time. It’s all really come to head this year, and I think, despite past experiences with the up-and-down cycle, I have crossed a threshold this time that I’m not coming back from.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Truthfully, I’ve been ready to move on for a while. I’ve just been afraid to. Afraid to let go of the one creative endeavor of mine that’s ever seen any real success. Afraid of letting go of the one truly “original” idea I ever came up with, when novelty is a dragon I’ve chased my entire creative life. I’m afraid of losing my audience. I’m afraid of losing the supplemental income (however small) that I could theoretically gain from potentially making more ebooks and games and art set in my worlds, some day, eventually, maybe. I said in my last announcement that I still had some erotica left in me, but while that isn’t untrue, part of that was me trying to forcibly hype myself back up, and it didn’t really work. No matter how much I wish I could keep it running, no amount of kicking and pushing and whipping the car is going to make up for an empty tank.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Some creators can genuinely work on one project their entire lives and never lose the passion for it, even if they suffer an occasional slump. The majority of creators tend to work in phases, where they might spend several years dedicated to a project, but eventually, they hit a stopping point, and it’s time to move on. I’m definitely in this latter camp. It’s been the same with my genre fiction projects; no matter how much they meant to me at the time, going by past measures, I think most of my creative projects have about a maximum ten year life span, usually far shorter, before I move onto something else. My erotica as a whole has lasted me much longer, but even within that, I did a lot of different series and settings and shifted across different mediums to keep things fresh. But starting new projects isn’t enough anymore.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>So I think it’s time. I’m officially tendering my <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">“Retirement”*</b> from erotica.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Of course, I say that with quotation marks and an asterisk for a reason. Even now, when I’m feeling confident enough in my decision to actually post this announcement after letting it sit in my drafts folder for over a year, I still don’t want to claim that I will never write another erotica work ever again. Someday, I might get in the mood to write down another Little Scene or make another Comic. I might get an idea for another ebook that I decide is worth doing. I still have ideas every once in a while, it’s just that at this point, everything feels like tired retreads of what came before, or it’s ideas I actively dislike, and I don’t have the interest, energy, or enthusiasm to pursue them anymore.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Someday the spark might come back and burn just hot enough to get something new out, but all I can say is, don’t hold your breath, and don’t set your expectations too high. I’m saying “Retirement”* instead of “indefinite hiatus” for a reason, because I don’t want to leave the impression that I’m just biding time to build up to another comeback. I’m considering myself done, as far as my own expectations for myself go, and part of me genuinely <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">wants</i> to be done. But if down the road, the muse swings by and slips some fuel into my tank, I won’t be opposed to taking another spin for old time’s sake. Are you sick of the car metaphor yet? Good. If I have to suffer it, so do you! :V<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Before I go, I want to thank all of you who’ve taken the time to read my work. I want to thank everyone who left a comment, whether it be praise, criticisms, questions, or suggestions. I want to thank everyone who bought a book or game or donated to my Patreon when it was active. I want to thank everyone who spread the word of my work and linked people back to my stories. I want to thank all the writers, artists, image captioners, voice actors, and roleplayers who ran with their own ideas on Sex Mages and spread the concept even further. Even if my primary motivator for writing is my own internal drivers, all of your support has made all this worth it, and helped me keep these stories coming for as long as they have. It feels a little silly to say that out of all my projects, my erotica has turned out to be my life’s work, but it’s true. It’s been a fun ride.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>I have a few more decisions left to mull over regarding my work, but <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Sex Mages and Other Strangeness</i> will stay online for as long as I’m able to facilitate it. In the still-non-zero chance Blogspot follows through on a future NSFW purge, I’ll find some other place to re-upload my stories, but I think we’ll be good for a while yet. My Smashwords and Itch.io pages will remain up as well, and as always, I very much appreciate your support. If you wish to contact me, you can always e-mail me at salamando_flames@yahoo.com.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Thanks again and take care of yourselves!Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-44227883982390052732022-10-09T05:23:00.002-07:002022-10-09T05:27:05.255-07:00Bench Tales Intro<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Author's Note:</b> I recently had an idea to do another "mosaic" style anthology ebook, focusing on various shenanigans revolving around the concept of the Bench, the wicked public punishment facility for wayward men. Despite feeling like I've already done as much with the Bench concept as I was likely going to, I outlined a whole fifteen chapter sequence, and started working on the sections here and there. I got partway through and fell off, and to be honest, I find I don't really want to work on it. I could always come back to it another time, but I'm really not feeling it with this one right now.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nonetheless, you know I hate wasted effort, and I thought I'd go ahead and post the first couple of chapters. The first chapter is a prose version of the <a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2022/04/benched-brother-intro.html">comic of the same name</a>, the second picks up right after it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">======================<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">BENCHING BROTHER</span></b></div></b><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Annie! Please! We can talk about this! Please just stop!” Nineteen
year old Andy was nearly in tears with desperation as his sister yanked him
down the street by his cock!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“What is there to talk about, you unbelievable pervert?” Twenty
year old Annie huffed and firmly jerked her hand forward, the fingers curled
around the air as if she were tightly squeezing a handle, and her nude,
helpless brother yelped and stumbled, pulled forward by an irresistible,
invisible hand!</div><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></span><div style="text-align: left;">“I’m sorry! I’m <i>sorry</i>!
Please, please, <i>please</i> don’t Bench
me! Please!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She whirled on him and jabbed a finger in his direction. “You
<i>stole</i> my panties and <i>ejaculated</i> into them and then <i>put them back in my hamper! YOUR OWN
SISTER’S PANTIES!</i>”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy flushed crimson as his sister’s piercing yell announced
his dirty little crime to everyone on the block! Women walking down the street
or driving by had already stopped to watch and giggle, seeing the helplessly
hard young man dragged naked down the sidewalk! It was already obvious he was
in deep shit, considering where they were going, but Annie’s loud accusation
had several of the women burst out laughing, and several more taking note of
the boy with sly, salacious grins!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Annie paid the other women no mind as she used her Sex Mage
powers to spike the tension in her little brother’s cock even higher, a
mystical booster shot forcing his organ to maximum possible stiffness, taking
him from an embarrassed erection to a painfully throbbing, burning rod that <i>needed</i> to be touched! The only reason
Andy didn’t immediately grab himself and start frantically masturbating on the
spot was that a little Binding Spell has his wrist bound together behind his
back!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As the psychic siren of his excitement alerted every Sex
Mage woman for several blocks around to his presence, Annie turned and curled
her fingers in the air again. Her Phantom Hand squeezed down hard on his helpless
cock, and she yanked him forward as if by an invisible leash, angrily stalking
down the street with the helpless boy in tow!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Annie! Please! I wasn’t even thinking about you when I did
it!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The sexy-cute petite young woman rolled her eyes, feeling
her brother’s eyes lingering on her tight ass and coltish legs, even as he
tried to deny his attraction!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“I don’t care if you think about me, Andy,” she said with a
huff. “I’d be surprised if you didn’t, considering!” She stepped in a way that
make her sexy ass sway, and she could sense the natural straining of his cock rising
through her erection booster, her spell simply amplifying his natural
reactions!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“But it’s one thing to let your thoughts wonder a bit while
you jerk it, and a whole other thing to fish a girl’s underwear out of her room
and fill it with your spunk! I mean, sister or not, what boy is <i>stupid</i> enough to think he could possibly
get away with something like that?” She grit her teeth, and her power flexed,
and Andy mewed and stumbled again, his erection and desperate need getting
painfully intense enough he could barely walk straight!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“<i>Sex Magic</i>, Andy!
I didn’t even have to find the evidence by looking, I could <i>sense</i> your semen in my hamper! It was
still warm! You must have <i>just</i> put
them back before I got home!” Annie gave his cock another hard yank, making him
stumble and cry out. He almost fell, but Annie caught him with her powers,
supporting his body with a partial Float Spell to help drag him along!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“I-I-I couldn’t h-help it!” Andy gasped. “It w-was like a
compulsion! Like I was—”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She glared at him over her shoulder. “ANDY! Don’t you <i>dare</i> try to blame this one a mystery Sex
Mage! I <i>know</i> what’s in your head,
pervert! It wasn’t some fetish-compulsion spell! You’re a natural panty freak!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy grit his teeth and <i>tried</i>
to let his anger cut through his arousal. “F-fine!” he hissed through grit
teeth. “So what if I am?! It’s still you girls’ fault I get too horny to stop
myself!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Oh give me a break!” she scoffed. “This is the only town in
the whole Queendom that lets you guys blow your loads on the regular! There’s a
lot of places where you don’t even get to touch yourselves at all! I’m starting
to think those places might have the right idea!” She made another hard yank,
forcing him to skip awkwardly just to keep up with her steady stride!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Ah! Ow! Come on, don’t yank it so hard!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“You’re <i>lucky</i> I don’t
yank it <i>off</i>!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Jesus, why are you this mad! Jizzing into your panties is <i>nothing</i> compared to what girls do to
boys with the Magic!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Annie paused her stride to whirl and jab a finger at his
chest, making him stumble back and almost fall again! “And when’s the last time
<i>I</i> did <i>anything</i> to you with the Magic? If you were going to soak some
panties, why did you have to steal <i>mine</i>
to do it?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy gulped, blushing hotly, and practically trembling under
her smoldering glare. “B-because… I… I thought… uh…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“You <i>thought</i>,
because I was your goody two-shoes sister, that you’d get away with it! That I
wouldn’t do anything about it, unlike any other woman in town! Well, I got news
for you, you <i>absolute ass</i>! I’ve
tolerated having to sense your filthy thoughts and your constant boners and
your sex dreams and every time you touched yourself for the past year, and I’m
sick of it! I’ve <i>tried</i> to be a nice,
respectful sister, and <i>this</i> is how
you repay me?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She turned and yanked him along once more, making him yelp
as he stumbled to keep up. “I should have laid down the law when I first got my
powers!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy opened his mouth to protest, but his eyes widened as
their destination came into view! Near the center of town, a small park
surrounded by a chest-high wall had been converted into the local facility for
male punishment. A gaudy statue of an imposing goddess figure topped a central
fountain, ringed by two rows of benches facing one another. A common feature in
nearly every town across multiple countries, the Bench struck fear in the balls
of every wayward man, and delight in the pussy of every woman!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And his own sister, usually the sweetest, most patient girl
he knew, had been dragging him along one of the town’s busier streets, making
damn sure his erection announced to the public that some new meat was being
added to the menu!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">His heart raced with panic, even as his cock throbbed as
hard as ever! “Okay! Okay, I get it! I’m a shithead! I’m a bad brother! I
deserve to be punished! But not the Bench! That’s for, like, actual criminals!
Come on, I’ll do something else to make it up to you! Anything you want!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Stopping at the park’s entrance, Annie putt a hand on her
hip as she scowled at him. “<i>Anything</i>
I want?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Yes!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“I <i>want</i> you to get
<i>Benched</i>!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">With another hard yank, she pulled her struggling brother
into the park, heading down the main path, right for the benches in question!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Aaaaah!” He howled in exquisite penile pain. “Annieeeeee!
Nooo! Don’t—<i>mmph</i>!” His jaw snapped
shut and his lips were magically sealed by his sister’s Silence Spell!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Gawd, <i>shut up</i>! I
know it’s asking a lot for a panty-freak, but at least <i>try</i> to face your punishment with a little dignity! Your whining is
embarrassing both of us!” With a couple more yanks, she half-floated him up to
the circle of Benches.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">There were already five other men there, Frozen in place
with full-body Binding Spells, only able to blink, breath, and suffer endless
teasing! The only part of their body that was free to move was their cocks,
which jerked and spasmed and wagged and throbbed in the air as passing women
physically and magically teased and denied them!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Annie made herself ignore the sudden flush of heat in her
body as the concentrated ambient Lust Energy of the area tickled her senses and
nerves, coaxing her own sex to moisten, and tempting her to indulge in the
carnal festivities the Bench put on offer! Barrier Spells lined around the
park’s wall and the central circle were the only reason the Bench didn’t have
every woman for blocks randy as cats in heat from all the Lust Energy the
public punishment zone generated! She’d been so distracted by her anger at her
brother, she’d almost forgot to brace herself!</div> <o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Business before pleasure, though! She took a moment to
compose herself, then used her Magic to telekinetically float her writhing,
whimpering brother into a sitting position, legs spread wide, and arms pinned
behind the bench’s back. With a thought, she Froze him in position, just like
the other men were, making him a living statue, primed for any passing woman to
use!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“There!” she said with another huff, trying to keep her
blush down. “I’ll be back tomorrow morning. You just sit here and think <i>long</i> and <i>hard</i> about what a little sleazeball you are, and how you’ve been
taking your big sister for granted all this time! <i>Maybe</i>, if I feel you’ve <i>really</i>
learned your lesson, I’ll let you play with yourself again by autumn!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy’s eyes widened and he gave her a pleading look. He
tried to protest, but his sealed lips only allowed a muffled, “<i>Mmph?!</i>”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“You heard me! One day on the Bench, followed by an
Anti-Masturbation Spell! You’re not touching that thing for <i>at least</i> the whole summer!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy couldn’t even shake his head, so he simply squeezed his
eyes shut tight as he let out a long, muffled whimper! Summer was the absolute
worst time to be denied, what with all the hot women in town going around in
such <i>skimpy</i> outfits! On the hottest
days, a few women even went topless, coaxing uncoupled young men like himself
to desperate, yearning erections! And because all the men were extra worked up,
all the women got looser with their Magic as the town’s overall Lust Energy
rose to match the heat! Last summer, he’d had to crank it once a day just to
stay sane!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Mmm! MMM!!!” Tears welled up in his eyes as Annie glared
down at him with her hands on her hips.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Hmph. If you <i>sincerely</i>
apologize tomorrow, I’ll consider allowing you one ruined pity-pop a month,
because I’m <i>still</i> a nicer sister than
you deserve!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Nm! Mm srr! <i>Mm srr</i>!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Annie waved him off. “Oh, you aren’t <i>nearly</i> sorry enough yet!” She glanced at his cock, and with a
thought, gave it another extra spike of tension! Then she tweaked his seminal
vesicles to greatly boost his sperm production, ensuring he would quickly
refill his reservoir, even after he’d just unloaded into her underwear not an
hour ago! The rapidly growing blue balls would also make his cock signal
richer, further coaxing other passing women to tease him more!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And, of course, she also triple-reinforced the Orgasm Blocks
she’d already secured on him, prior to dragging him down the street by his
aching organ. The Bench was already secured with automated Spells that imposed adamantine
Orgasm Blocks on boys while they were within the circle, but it wouldn’t hurt
to make him <i>extra</i> secure! A few
times, men had been brought out of the Bench, only to immediately ejaculate
right outside the circle, as their handlers had forgot to secure more than the
Bench’s own Blocks on their hyperteased boys!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy, who could <i>feel</i>
his sister’s crushing Blocks deep in his balls, let out a final, tearful moan
as she turned away. “Mmmm! Nm!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Have fun, brat! You’re going to learn just how good you’ve
had it! See you tomorrow!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And with that, Annie left her perverted brother utterly
helpless and exposed to the wicked whims of any passing woman! It was going to
be one of the longest, most erotically agonizing days of poor Andy’s life! But
that’s what he got for being a sleazy boy in a Sex Mage World!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt;">WELCOME TO THE BENCH!</span></b></div></b><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Why, Andy! I didn’t expect to see you here!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The brown-haired teen boy’s eyes snapped open in renewed
panic as a familiar voice called out to him. He let out a little whimper as
Mrs. Tem, his senior year history teacher, came right up to him. She gave him a
bright, warm smile, but Andy could see the glint of mischief in her eyes! Even
dreading that she was seeing him like this, his eyes could help but roam over
her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The thirty-two year old wore a yellow sundress with pink
trim that granted a generous look at her ample cleavage. Her red tresses hung
loose around her shoulders, framing her beautiful face in just the right way
for the morning sun to give her an angelic glow. She sat down on the Bench
right next to him, crossing one leg to rest along the seat, and his eyes
flicked down to her strappy white sandals.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pamela Tem giggled as she sensed her former student’s cock
throb at the sight of her, as it had so many times in class before. She knew
full well that she had haunted many a male student’s fantasies with her ample
bosom and cute feet and generous hips. The fact that she always presented such
a sweet and friendly personality, while never letting a boy forget she was in
charge, had given some of her students some real mommy-dommy complexes!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pamela set her elbow on the back of the bench and let her
head rest on her hand as she smiled down at Andy’s aching cock. “I was just
down the street getting breakfast, when I sensed your cute stiffy making a
bee-line for the park! I thought to myself, goodness, I recognize that naughty
hum! That sounds like a certain particularly lewd boy who used to perv over me
in my class!” She chuckled. “Remember how hard you used to get, staring at my
ass while I took notes on the board?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy whimpered, remembered all the times he’d had to fight
the throbbing in his shorts, half-curled over his desk as he tried to hide his
shame. Pamela had been good about pretending not to notice her male student’s
out of control erections, but some days, she just couldn’t help herself, when
nearly all the boys in class were beaming Lust Energy straight at her, until
she herself had to fight not to squirm where she stood as she dampened her
panties! Then she’d have to pause the lesson to chide the boys for always being
such perverts!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Such call outs were extra embarrassing, since the girls in
class didn’t yet have their powers, giving the throbbing boys some illusion of
dignity, so long as they could hide the tenting of their pants. But all it took
was one kindly teacher getting fed up with their constant lewdness to make the
boys all feel naked in front of the whole class!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Of course, some days, Pamela <i>might</i> have made it a little harder for the boys, when she
“accidentally” bent over a little too far, or “absent mindedly” let her sandal
dangle off her feet while she sat on her desk during a lecture, or “happened”
to stand next to a boy’s desk at the perfect angle to give them a face full of
her chest as she smiled down at them. When the sparks of attraction flared in
their minds, and their cocks threatened to stiffen, she <i>might</i> have, just a <i>few</i>
times, subtly used her power to up the blood flow to their cocks, taking their embarrassing
half-chubs to stubborn stiffies!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Well, I suppose I can’t take all the credit! The girls in
the class didn’t make it any easier with how <i>skimpy</i> they wore their skirts and shorts and shirts! Even in
winter!” She chuckled. “Remember when the girls came in wearing just bikinis,
on the day of the final? You boys could <i>barely</i>
concentrate on your tests!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy did indeed remember, turning in a hastily scrawled set
of essays, with his cock wanting to rip right through his shorts!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Good we graded the boys on their own curve!” she said. “And
good thing that school was eighteen-year-olds only!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy thought he was going to die from both embarrassment and
need! He simultaneously wished Pamela would leave him alone, but also wished
she would quit screwing around and touch him! That’s why women came to the
Bench, right? To play with guys? So what was she waiting for?! Even if all he
could do was edge, even if he dreaded what was coming, his animal mind was
going to snap if he wasn’t touched right now!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pamela, easily reading his desires, smiled warmly, and
slowly raised her hand, reaching towards his painfully hard cock. She paused,
just an inch away from the throbbing organ, feeling the physical heat, and the
euphoric tingling of raw Lust Energy arcing off his body! She held her hand in
place, tantalizingly close, and watched his face studiously as he screamed into
his own muffled lips. He squeezed his eyes shut, and strained with all his
might to move, to thrust his hips to reach her hand. All he managed was to
clench his cock, getting only a few extra millimeters closer, but still not
quite touching.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She chuckled again and reached out with her other hand to
pet his hair soothingly. “Aw… so hard… so aching… and you only just got here!
What could you possibly have done to get hear, hmm?” She gently stroked his
temple with her thumb as she gazed into his mind, seeing his most recent
memories.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Goodness, you dirty boy! Ejaculating into your sister’s
underwear!” She tutted. “No respect at all!” She let her hand drift slightly
closer, until there was barely two hairsbreadth’s separating them. She leaned
closer, and her warm breath tickled his ear as she cooed. “Just like how all
you boys used to rub yourselves to thoughts of me, even after I specifically
asked you all not to!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy let out a pained whimper, remembering that day, a month
after the class had started.</div> <o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pamela had been standing with arms crossed beneath her ample
bosom, looking sternly at her students. “Part of me is flattered, boys, but I <i>really</i> must insist that you all not
focus on me so much in your little fantasies! I can only block so many of you
out, and no less than twenty of you were pulling your peckers while looking at
my pictures!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“They probably can’t help it,” one of the girls had said,
looking just as annoyed. “You know your topless photos got leaked by one of the
other teachers!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pamela had scowled and said, “Yes, I am <i>very</i> aware, and that teacher is going to be Benched for a whole
week for it! But please, boys. It’s one thing to fend off all your signals in
class, but to have them follow me home for a whole weekend is just too much!”
She had puffed up her chest. “I am sending a request to all your mothers that
you have Anti-Masturbation Spells put on you for at least three weeks until
this craziness passes from your system!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The boys had all protested, but in the end, every single one
had gotten their cocks locked up for a month by mothers and older sisters who
were already sick of sensing their rampant stroking! For a whole month, Andy
and his fellow guys could do nothing but squirm and seethe, being in Pamela’s
class and finding it impossible not to keep picturing her naked, rubbing her
huge boobs over their aching organs! That whole month, the girls had really
stepped up their game with their own non-magical teasing, and Pamela had secretly
coaxed their erections over and over.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The “logic” had been that the novelty of her nudes would
pass after a month of not touching. But of course, denying the boys the chance
to crank their cocks to get it out of their system only rooted the seed of her
as an object of taboo desire, and when they could finally stroke themselves
again, the set of topless pics had become the centerpiece for at least half of
the boys’ collection! Andy included!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She cooed in his ear. “So naughty of you to keep stroking
off to those illegal pictures! I know you can never trust a boy to actually
delete your nudes, but <i>goodness</i>, half
your orgasms that year must have come from my image!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Her hand was <i>so close</i>,
he could feel the Magic spilling off her fingers to tingle over his nerves, as
her own desires were being coaxed by his Lust Energy! She held out as long as
she could, making him sweat, making him yearn, making him <i>need</i> her hand, the way a man in a desert needed water!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Finally, she couldn’t hold out any longer! Her own body was
flush with heat, her nipples rock hard, her sex wet with desire. She shifted in
her seat to bring her other leg up, squeezing her thighs together. She finally,
<i>finally</i> wrapped her fingers around
his steely-hard rod, and gasped as an electric bolt of pleasure shot through
her core! Slowly she stroked him, as she did, his animal desires surged from
his body in the form of raw Lust Energy, the ethereal psychic force that
powered women’s Spells and charged their bodies with strength and rejuvenation
and pure euphoric pleasure!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy’s muscles twitched rapidly, the closest he could come
to thrashing in his Frozen state, and he let out a girly mew as she steadily
increased the speed of her strokes. Over the course of a minute, she got faster
and faster, going from a lazy, painfully slow drifting of her fingertips to a
steady firm stroke to a frantic pumping!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As her handjob brought the helpless boy closer and closer to
orgasm, her own pleasure rose in tandem! With the mystical mechanics of the
Magic, jacking him off simultaneously pleasured her better than masturbation!
As she rubbed him with furious speed, it felt like her own clitoris was being
rubbed at the perfect rhythm, Energy vibrating through her nerves deeper and
more sensually than any toy could make her feel!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">He didn’t last long. Only the fact he had just cum a huge
load that morning allowed him to last almost a full minute, but once she
reached her top speed, he was done for in just five seconds! And so was she!
Pamela reached out and gripped his shoulder, and curled into him, nuzzling
against her chest, her huge breasts spilling dangerously close to his cock! Her
hand was a blur as she screamed against him, and despite his full-body binding,
he actually shook in place as his cock clenched hard!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She bucked and writhed and cried out as they both reached
climax, but only she was able to cum, while he let out a muffled scream,
straining as hard as possible to make himself complete the climax! He could feel
his spunk straining to escape, only crash against the invisible barrier that
refused to allow him to trigger!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As his sexy dommy history teacher enjoyed a delightful
morning climax, he was left only with an agonizing edging, his sperm forced
back into his lions, his penis stuck at the terrible first clench the whole
while Pamela shook against him!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And the moment past, and the redhead suddenly released his
cock, sagging against him as she caught her breath. His dick jerked and spasmed
a few times more, before his body gave up, and he huffed as the sensations
slowly cooled.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Freshly charged by the poor, helpless boy’s Energy, Pamela
slid off him, getting to her feet, and stretched. “AAAAH! That was great!
Better than coffee!” She smiled down at him. She was her first tease of the
day, and he already looked wiped! She chuckled and leaned over him again,
making his eyes bug out she gave him a face full of cleavage. “Next time your
sister let’s you touch it, you have my permission to look at my pics again.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Andy whimpered, straining uselessly against the Binding
Spell, but only half-heartedly. Pamela tutted, leaning back and giving him a
pitying look. “Aw, not enough, now that you’ve felt the real thing? Too bad. I
already have a few dedicated lovers.” She winked. “And I’m afraid I’m not in
the habit of giving away panties!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">He closed his eyes as his cock throbbed at the thought of
having her underwear! And then snapped his eyes wide open as he heard a rustle
of cloth, and then felt a warm, fragrant silk pressed against his face! His
cock <i>surged</i> with extra tension as he
inhaled the musk her climax, and letting out a shaky groan as she soft silk
tickled his cheeks! Unable to open his mouth, he was forced to breath in her
scent for several long seconds as she smiled lovingly down at him.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">He looked up at her with teary eyed desperation, and she
giggled as she gave him a wink. “See you around, Andy! Try not to get Benched again!”
So saying, she pulled away, leaving lingering hints of her juices on his face,
keeping him dizzy and throbbing as she quickly walked off to clean up and
change her underwear before continuing on the rest of the day!</div></div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-47204580091570162022-08-23T14:20:00.003-07:002022-12-04T12:33:19.600-08:00Triad Patrol (Pilot Chapter Continued)<div style="text-align: left;"><b>AUTHOR'S NOTE:</b> My intent was to not continue this until I got more suggestions, and had more time to decide what I was actually doing with the characters. But the muse throws her psychic beer cans at my brain whether I want her to or not, and I ended up picking up where I left off just to get a few more scenes down anyway. I don't expect I'll go further than this without a plan, and I'm still not sure this will actually become something. Go figure, right as I decide to start working on this, the Omnys start tapping on my brain, too, so I'm chronicling their shenanigans again.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />==============<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was technically Nemo’s turn to resume the nightly patrol
once <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s
turn was up, but given the fight she’d just had, the third member of their
Triad unit decided to substitute in. Dorothy sounded a little grumpy to have to
wake up early, but it would hardly be the first time any of them had pulled an
all-nighter, either for duty or for fun!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Lust Energy’s healing and refreshing effects meant women
could go a week or two without real sleep if they really had to, though it
wasn’t recommended to go <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i> long.
At some point, even with the Magic’s recovery power, the brain got frazzled
from being awake so long, making a woman loopy and clumsy, and eventually, fatigued
enough to just pass out even if they were fully juiced up. Sex Mages still
didn’t need <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">as</i> much sleep as normal
if there was Energy to absorb, but even military-trained Sex Mages made sure
they got at least two or three hours most nights just to be safe.<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy had gotten maybe forty-five minutes when <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s alert had jerked
her awake, and she’d been holding on standby in case Nemo wasn’t enough for
back-up. She’d spent the time anxiously awaiting the call, idling stroking one
of their Generator Boys with her thoughts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo had spent the whole car ride edging Rodger to keep
recharging herself, even when it was clear she’d gotten enough Energy to fill
her reserves. As they returned to headquarters and <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> handed the keys off to Dorothy, the
Board Boy whimpered and broke protocol to beg Nemo to give him a break!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The redhead wrapped her arms around the shivering young man
and little sparks of electricity arced from her skin onto his. He yipped and
twitched in her grasp, the sparks only tickling him, but quickly turning his
helpless body to a quivering mess! <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place>
could sense his cock was stiff as a steel rod, trapped against her abs, jerking
as the electric zaps flicked over his sensitive flesh.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hey, now,” Nemo said in a sultry whisper. “Your next Pop
wasn’t for another three weeks. If you aren’t built up enough, you won’t get to
shoot until the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">next</i> pop after that!
I know it felt <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">reeeeeal</i> good to get
an early one, but I don’t want you to have to suffer longer for it! So whaddya
say? Help <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> work out these
post-fight jitters, and I’ll make sure you still get your next one!” She purred
in his ear, lightly nibbling the lobe, and he jerked in her grip, edging hard
enough to see stars.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
pursed her lips. They didn’t usually make guys skip their scheduled releases
just because they ended up popping on a random mission. If they <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> needed to quickly build a guy up
to full again, a Semen Booster with some extra edging for a few days tended to
do the trick if the boy hadn’t been totally drained.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But before <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
could say anything, Nemo whispered in his ear. “I’ll let you stick it wherever
you like!” Rodger’s heart skipped a beat, and he clutched at the electric
woman, kissing her deeply. Nemo giggled against him, and quickly swept him off
his feet in a bridal carry, to haul him off to a room.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy let out an irritated sigh as she watched her
teammate go. “Nympho,” she muttered. The petite young woman with mouse-brown,
pixie-cut hair, warm amber eyes, and round glasses headed for the car. Odds of
a second incident happening in a town like this were very low, but now that <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> had had time to
reflect, she couldn’t help but be a little concerned. As a Triad, the three
women were technically supposed to all patrol together, but Birchton was such a
peaceful place normally that they had opted to divide up the night patrol for
more efficiency.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You okay on your own?” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. “If you want, I can come with you once
I get this boy secured.” She motioned to Josh, who was floating next to her,
still asleep.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy rolled her eyes, and with a flick of her hand, three
tiny figures appeared, floating in the air over her shoulder. Each of them was
an exact duplicate of her, except totally naked, with different hair colors,
and only six inches tall. “I’m never alone,” the shorter woman said flatly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Alright, well, don’t burn your reserves needlessly,” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> said.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy made another gesture, and this time, a small naked
man flew out from one of her uniform pockets. It was another of their Generator
Boys, Mickey, shrunken down to only four inches tall, twitching and squirming
in the air as Dorothy held him in her power.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>“You can <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sense</i>
I’ve got a boy with me,” she huffed. As if to emphasize the point, her three
mini-clones swarmed the man, kissing and caressing him all over, making him
edge almost immediately! <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
could sense the tight flow of Energy from the blue balled boy soaking directly
into the little Dorothy clones, juicing them up so they could last a while on
their own charge.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
smiled primly. “Fine, brat. Don’t have too much fun out there.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy scowled and pulled out of the lot, practically
screeching the tires as she left. She <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i>
hated having her sleep interrupted.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
shook her head, and floated Josh into the building behind her. The former
police station was a bit on the small side, but Birchton was not a big enough
town, people felt, to justify a full force. The small block of cells had barely
seen any use since the town’s founding, with men usually being sent straight to
the town’s Bench for punishments, and women usually not doing anything bad
enough to justify getting locked up. Not that it hadn’t happened before, but a
woman who’d done something bad enough to serve prison time was either placed
under a house arrest, tasked with some form of community service, or was
quickly transferred to one of the Correctional Facilities even further out in
the boonies than Birchton itself. It had been a long time since that had
happened, and <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
was hoping that Josh’s sister wasn’t going to break that streak.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
brought Josh into the first cell and floated him over one of the bunk beds. She
pulled the mattress from the bed above to place it on the bottom one for double
padding, then settled Josh onto it and tucked him in. The cells were lined with
an extra layer of Shields, ensuring the poor guy would be free of teasing even
from a woman in another part of the building. After double checking that he was
comfortable, she shut the door, locking it behind her just in case.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Settling down at her desk, she winced slightly as her ribs
felt a phantom echo of pain. Sometimes even with Magical regeneration, freshly
repaired breaks or large injuries ached for a couple days if there wasn’t any
active Lust Energy to groove off of. Plus, she was still tired. Finally able to
just sit and relax, the adrenalin crash had caught up to her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She cast out a thought and tugged at the cock of one of
their Generator Boys. An older man, fit, but clearly in his late thirties, came
out from a side office, his penis sticking straight out ahead of him. He came
right up to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s
desk and took a standing position about arms length away from her. He kept his
hands crossed behind his back and tried not to look <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too</i> lustfully at her as her power caressed him, coaxing Lust Energy
to flow into her, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mitigate the ache in
her ribs, and soothe away some of the tiredness.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Always with a mind to practice, she used telekinesis to open
up her laptop and type up her report, seemingly ignoring the man next to her.
Steve was his name, and he’d initially been a cop for the town, doing his duty
as best he could even in the early days of the Magic. When male cops had
stopped being practical, he’d tried to stay on in at least a desk job capacity.
They still let him do some paperwork, but like most of the men employed by the
Triad, his Lust Energy was his foremost asset.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He still had days where his position gave alternate feelings
of anger and frustration. Back before Sex Magic arrived, he’d originally gotten
into the job to in order to help keep the town safe, but he could never have
imagined this would be how he’d do it. He should have been protecting these
women, not being their magic socket!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Of course, he could have had it worse. At least here in
Birchton, he in decent hands. He had an uncle who had ended up in Victoria
Queendom when the Megami took over. Men didn’t even get to do paperwork in that
hell hole.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
sensed his thoughts, and as she kept her eyes on her laptop, she reached out
with one hand and tickled along his length with her fingertips, sending tiny
little Pleasure Pulses with each touch, until Steve was shaking and huffing.
She gave the tip of him a light flick, sending a strong Pulse down his length
that made him buck in a sharp edging! She let him calm down a bit before
resuming her tickling build up, leading to another edging flick. Soon, Steve’s
sour thoughts faded into a sexual haze, and he lost himself in the pleasant
tease.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place>
felt a little bad manipulating his emotions by playing on his base hormonal
desires, but keeping a man lusty was better than letting him wallow in depression.
Life in a Sex Mage World just wasn’t fair to men at all, and there frankly was
just no denying or helping that. Montana Queendom <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">tried</i>, but human nature was what it was. Steve here at least knew
what he’d signed up for, and the least she could do was try to help him not
regret it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her report was brief and to the point. A Pandora, small,
cunning, brutal as all the rest. How it got in was unknown, but it was dealt
with now. The Queen’s Elite would send a squad down to investigate weaknesses
in the Queendom’s Barrier as well as the town’s, sniff out the things trail.
With their teleporters, they would probably be here before <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place> woke up.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She sent the message and closed the laptop. Already, the
pain in her ribs was gone, and she felt more refreshed. She was more than
satiated from her previous orgasms, so Steve’s Energy was more soothing that
agitating. She paused her tickles and gave the older man a grateful smile. She
gave him one last flick that made him shiver, followed by a soothing sensation
that warmed away any blue ball aching. “Dismissed,” she said softly. He gave a
breathless thanks before he hastily returned to his office.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
headed for the showers, she heard Nemo loudly crying out from the Fuck Bunker,
the side room officially designated as their “recharge station” for
on-the-clock quickies. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
had the distinct impression Nemo wasn’t going to make it quick; Rodger was
really pounding it into her. The electric woman was more than recharged by now,
but one she got started, she went for the long haul. They’d be at it for hours,
“for his sake”, of course. She supposed it was sweet of her to let him take out
his male frustration on her body, but he was probably going to be walking
bow-legged for the next couple days!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The shower helped settle her down further, and despite the
cries of the frantic couple still cutting through the sound proofing, the
simmering warmth of Lust Energy she’d absorbed help her slip into a light
sleep.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The three hours passed by in a blink as she was startled
awake by a shrill voice. “Where is my brother?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
was on her feet and striding out the door, telekinetically slipping her boots
on as she walked towards the front desk. Any lingering tiredness had already
vanished as she approached the brat who was ultimately responsible for last
night’s encounter.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Joanna, the middle aged woman at the counter, spoke back to
the loud blond in a flat, irritated tone. “Shrieking at me isn’t going to get
him to you faster.” Joanna had been forty when Sex Magic first appeared.
Despite benefiting from Sex Magic’s rejuvenating effects so that she now looked
almost twenty-five, the stocky-built woman had the stern, take-no-shit bearing
of a sixty year old who had long been over other people’s crap. She was
unimpressed as the young blond glowered at her, hands on hips, with a bratty
pout.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Are you Josh’s sister?” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> as she strode up to the desk. Seeing
two rather imposing women staring her down, the blond, Tracy as <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place> recalled from Josh’s
memories, faltered a bit.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Er, yes. He ran away last night, the little twerp.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“He ran because a certain someone and her friends have been
ruthlessly bullying him, and denying him his regular releases.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
rolled her eyes. “Pop Days are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">suggestions</i>,
not the law! And twerps like him don’t deserve relief! He was a total pain in
my ass growing up, and I’m not letting him forget it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“And what, precisely, did he do?” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>, studying her reactions carefully.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Our mom was always dumping him on me growing up, so I had
to baby sit him all the time while she went out on her sex benders! Then I
finally get old enough to move out, I get one year to myself, and she dumps him
on me again as soon as he turns eighteen! If I have to put up with him, he’s
paying me back with his Energy! If he wants to run away, I wouldn’t care,
except our mom would suddenly remember <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">she’s</i>
suppose to give a shit, and throw a shit fit!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“None of your friends were willing to take him, I take it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
sneered. “Oh, I’ve loaned the dweeb around, but none of them want him to be
their live-in, so I keep being stuck with him!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I suppose its rough, being stuck with a boy you’re not
exactly into, but it’s hardly fair to punish the lad for things he can’t really
help,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>,
giving her a stern look.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“He whines all the damn time, and won’t get a job, and won’t
try to get a girlfriend on his own, and he just wants to mope around all the
time, and I’m not putting up with having a slacker mooching off me!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place>
frowned. “Have you considered the boy might have more time to do those things
if you would actually stop torturing his cock long enough for him to get the
chance? I’ve rifled through his memories already, and it seems like he spends
half his days being you and your friends’ personal Lust Energy Generator, and
the other half is spent sleeping off your rough treatment, or trying to get
some time to himself just so he has a chance to think straight. So exactly what
chances are you giving him to find a girl who <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">will</i> take care of him? What job do you think he’ll be able to land
if you don’t give him time to search for one, much less apply with his head
clear?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well…” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>,
faltering a bit.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Listen,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.
“I know how easy it is to get carried away with boys, especially when you’re
younger. You’ve had your Magic only a couple of years, correct? Even once
you’ve got the powers well under control, you’re still brimming over with your
own hormones and urges, on top of constantly sensing the boys. Their dicks are
constantly ringing in your head, begging for your attention. You get used to
soaking in their Energy all the time, so it feels weird when a guy is actually
cooled off around you. It becomes second nature to zap guys with Spells for
every little provocation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So I get it. It’s a tough circumstance to be stuck with a
guy you’re not into, and also deal with the Magic’s constant temptations. But
this <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">isn’t</i> Victoria or Anisa or New
Quebec. We treat men like people here, not stress relief chewtoys.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
sneered. “Could have fooled me. The mayor just halved the Pop Day mandate.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She did, and most women have still stuck to the previous
weekly schedule,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.
“While you haven’t abided by it at all. Considering the state he was in when I
found him, and the memories in his head, Joshua was reaching a point of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">suicidal</i> depression. Did you even
notice?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
rolled her eyes and scowled. “Come on, no guy is really going to kill himself
over some extended blue balls. Besides, Sex Magic toughens the mind, yeah?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Joanna, who’d been content to let <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> take over, cut in just then. “It blunts
the effects of trauma, it doesn’t render people <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">immune</i> to it. And you’ve been tormenting the lad <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">well</i> beyond just making his nuts ache. He
tried to run out of town, through the woods, without any supplies other than a
flashlight. He said it was because if he prepared a pack, you’d catch him in
the act and punish him for it. Maybe he was too cum-dumb to plan ahead properly.
Or maybe he didn’t <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">want</i> to be
prepared.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>’s
bitchy expression flattened a bit. “What, like, you think he actually <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">wanted</i> to get lost and starve to death
or something? I’m his sister. I could locate his cock from the other side of
the Queendom, and he knows it. I’d let him hike around in circles for a day or
two to get it out of his system, and then I’d lead him back to town by yanking
his balls towards home. He just did this as some pathetic attempt to get a rise
out of me.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
frowned. The girl was a narcissist, through and through, a rising trend <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> was seeing among
the younger Sex Mages. Birchton had already been a bit stricter with their men
than throughout most of the Montana Queendom, but that had been born a bit more
out of a conservative mindset. Men had mostly agreed to their own regular blue
balling as a means of supporting their wives and girlfriends, in the interest
of leaning on the Magic to compensate for resources lost during the Cascade and
the recovery period that followed. The arrangement had lead to the women
embracing their dominant roles more, but at least within the context that their
subs were the male partners they cared about.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The generation, raised in the shadow of Sex Magic’s
influence on society, only recently coming into their powers, had only seen the
gradually increasing domination without that context. Even as the adults did
everything possible to spare their offspring from the Magic itself, just seeing
the men around them increasingly cowtow to the women, the social impact was
undeniable. When the younger generation’s powers awakened, it was no wonder
some of them didn’t think much of men’s suffering, and what it actually meant
for a man to give his Energy to the women in his life.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It was certainly worse with an inattentive mother who
prioritized her own fun over her children’s welfare. <st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city>
could tell from <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>’s
attitude that a lot of familial bitterness combined with that young Mage
obliviousness meant she really didn’t feel bad for what her brother had been
going through. If there was any guilt there, it was reluctant, and buried under
the irritation that a (in her eyes) sub-par male she’d been saddled with was
making her life inconvenient again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>To a point, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
couldn’t blame a girl who’d clearly had a crummy upbringing to be bitter about
it. But that didn’t give her license to unload all that bitterness on the
brother she was supposed to be looking out for.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, whether you care or not, your brother <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">did</i> almost die. He got snagged by the
town’s Barrier, which <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">someone</i> mislead
him into believing was safe to cross. Shortly after I freed him from it, we
were attacked by a Pandora.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
blinked. “What, those are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i>? No
way!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“If you’re as sensitive to your brother as you claim, you
should have easily picked up his signal last night. Perhaps even watched the
show?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
blanched. “I thought I sensed him getting teased or something, but I was out
fucking a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i> guy last night, so I ignored
him.” She shook her head. “You’re saying he got pounced on by some Sex
Monster?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yes. And it nearly killed him.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
blinked, and didn’t quite manage to frown. “Is he okay now?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yes. He’s resting in one of our cells.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Okay. Good. You gotta punish him for trying to run, don’t
you? You have to keep him for a while? I don’t care if that’s the case. Be nice
to get my place to myself for a while again.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
glanced at Joanna, who glanced back with a small scowl. “Real fuckin’ girl
scout, this one,” the older woman muttered.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The blond brat let out an exasperated sigh. “Look, if he’s
safe and accounted for, then its fine now, right? Just let me know when I have
to take him back, or if you’re going to transfer him, or whatever.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She started to turn away, but <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> cut in, “You’re not leaving here just
yet. We need to get a few things straightened out between you two.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Will this take long?” the blond muttered.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“That depends on you,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. “Follow me, and I’ll take you to see
him.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy had already taken the liberty of moving Josh to the
interrogation room. As <st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city> lead <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city></st1:place> inside, the blond
glared at her brother, who flinched under her smoldering gaze. She narrowed her
eyes at him, and he gasped, eyes rolling back, as his sister dug none too
gently through his memories. Between their familial connection and with how
long she’d been teasing him almost daily, the boy didn’t even need to be hard
for her to read his entire mind like an open book.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Unfortunately, she didn’t really get a clear sense of the
attack from his mind. He’d been so out of it throughout the whole experience,
there were only vague, pained memories of being smothered and ridden and
shocked fiercely with mystical pleasure. He’d only gotten the barest glimpse of
the creature before it crushed its sex onto his face, and his senses blanked
out from the extreme sensation overload. <st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city>
frowned, and for just a moment, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
thought she might show a bit of actual pity for the boy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Instead, the moment passed, and her face returned to a
scowl. She held up a finger, and Josh jumped as he felt her power ensnare his
penis, forcing it rock-hard in seconds! Even though his Lust Energy was at a
low ebb from last night’s multiple orgasms and thoroughly drained balls, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city></st1:place>’s practiced control
over her brother was such that she didn’t even need that spark of lust most
women had to hook onto to effect a boy. Josh’s penis was under her absolute
control! He groaned and squirmed on his seat as the blood rushed to his cock,
forcing the helpless organ to stretch and stand tall for her!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
wagged her finger at him sharply as she spoke, and as her finger moved, so did
his cock. She made his penis slap hard against his abdomen, smacking the
sensitive head repeatedly with a whipping impact! She punctuated every syllable
with a stinging slap! “You! Don’t! Run! A! Way!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh howled and writhed in tears as his cock head stung
horribly from the impact. <st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city> opened her mouth
to say something else, but her words were cut off as <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s fingers suddenly latched onto her
throat. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
tried to gasp, but her air was completely cut off! Normally, thanks to Sex
Magic, this wouldn’t be much of a problem so long as there was Lust Energy to
absorb. But to her surprise, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
found herself choking!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>What’s more, she felt her strength fading! She scrabbled at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s arm, trying to
either pry off her hand, or push herself away from it, to no avail! She tried
to draw in more power from her brother’s cock, but instead, the flow of Lust
Energy was denied to her. Just as the monster had done with him last night, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place> was now drawing all
the Energy in the room into herself, denying the young woman its mystical
enhancement. And unlike the Triad officer, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city> couldn’t hold a charge. Her strength
and toughness and healing enhancements all guttered out one after the other,
until she was a normal young woman, only as strong as she had been before her
empowerment.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city>’s eyes were wide with
terror, staring pleadingly at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.
The taller woman just gave her an icy stare back. She held onto the blond brat
for nearly a minute, continuing to draw out whatever sparks of Energy were
still in the young woman’s body. Then she pulled <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">deeper</i>, a trick only specially trained women could do, overdrawing <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>’s conceptual well
of power, drawing a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">negative</i> amount
of Lust Energy from her body. <st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city> shuddered as
she felt a deep, aching chill in her core, and she tried to scream, writhing
even more desperately in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s
grip. The officer only tightened her fingers, which now felt like a diamond manacle
on the young woman’s neck.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>’s
vision began to darken, her body spasming from the lack of air. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> held on until she
was just about to black out, only then finally letting go. Using telekinesis,
she caught the blond girl before she could drop to floor, and dumped her into
the seat across from her brother.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh just gawked at the entire scene, hardly believing what
he was seeing. Sharp emotions swirled inside him. Despite everything she’d done
to him, some small part of him felt a pang of panic, demanding he jump in and
save his sister. But that part wasn’t strong enough to outweigh the urge to see
the bitch taken down.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>,
head lolling as she heaved for breath, reached a trembling arm towards Josh,
trying to draw Energy from him again. Nothing happened, however. She forced
herself up in her seat, gritting her teeth, and curled her fingers into a claw
as she tried to overpower Alice’s grip on the Energy, and take some for
herself, so she could strike back at the Triad officer, damn the consequences!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then she realized something. She couldn’t sense his cock!
She lurched in her seat, eyes going wide again, as she stared at him. She could
see his penis, still mostly hard, but she couldn’t sense it! It was though her
Sex Magic had suddenly stopped working!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She looked wild-eyed at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. “What did you do to me?!” She waved
uselessly at her brother, standing up to loom across the table. “My Magic!
Wh-what did you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">do</i>?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
flicked her finger at the young woman, and she was shoved back into her seat.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">going</i> to
oversee a negotiation between you two, but I’ve already seen enough. It is
exceedingly clear you are not fit to be his guardian, and not to be trusted
with the other men in this town, if this is how you treat your own flesh and
blood. As of now, you will be detained, with your Magic sealed, for a duration
of two weeks, while we assess your place in our town.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“This… this is… you can’t… YOU CAN’T DO THIS ME!” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city> shrieked,
struggling to get up off her seat. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s
telekinesis had her bound by all four limbs to the metal chair, giving her very
little leeway to squirm. “He’s just a guy! You can’t lock me up over a fucking
guy! You can’t take away my powers! YOU CAN’T!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city> flicked a finger at her
again, and <st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city> head rocked back as if she’d
just been slapped across the face with a wooden paddle, hard enough the chair
would have fallen right over if <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
wasn’t already bracing it. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
cried out, as much in shock as in pain. When she turned her head back, she
looked at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
with terror. Even Josh had backed away from the table, looking at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> with confusion and
fear.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You… you can’t…” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
repeated. “I… have <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">rights</i>…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
smiled ruefully. “Actually, you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">don’t</i>.”
Another finger flick, and <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>’s
head was rocked to the other side. “As the Triad Patrol, we are given authority
by the Queen’s Elite to deal with criminals as we see fit.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“B-b-but… wh-what about… a t-trial…” gasped <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Tracy</st1:city></st1:place>.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
cocked an eyebrow at her. “Did you forget this <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">isn’t</i> the <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">United
States of America</st1:country-region></st1:place> anymore? When’s the last
time you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">heard</i> of a criminal trial
taking place? Hmm? Telepathy tells me everything I need to know to pass
judgment. And just going off the sexual memories from your brother, I’d say
there’s enough to get you exiled from this town.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
shook her head, teary-eyed. “Please… no… I’m s-sorry…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh, I’m sure you are,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. “Only now that you’ve had your powers
and your rights stripped away, and you can’t do a single thing to stop me from
slapping your head clean off your shoulders, do you suddenly regret your
actions.” She loomed over the helpless girl. “Were it <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">just</i> up to me, I would pull you out of here and toss your ass into
the Free Roamer Lands. Birchton’s only a dozen miles away from the Queendom’s
edge. I’d be there and back in less than an hour.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No! Please!” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
glanced to her brother, but Josh just looked away, looking mortified, but
refusing to help her. “Josh! I’m <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sorry! </i>Please,
I won’t torture you anymore! I’ll let you cum! I-I-I’ll find you a good
mistress!” She paused, but when Josh didn’t respond, her expression turned
angry. “Say something, asshole!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He stared at the floor and stayed silent.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Josh!” She practically snarled as she whipped her head back
to face <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.
“You cunt! You turned him against me!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
might have bawked at the young woman’s mental gymnastics on that one, but she’d
seen it from bratty girls before. Hell, she’d done a few cognitive cartwheels
herself, in her bad girl days.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, whatever! All my friends had their turn on him, too!
You gunna exile <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">all</i> of us? Huh? You
think you can even try?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“That could easily be arranged. Though from what I see, your
friends’ abuse was rather short compared to your own continued torments of him,
and done mostly at your behest. Worth punishing, but not to the degree you
deserve. Or do you think they’ll go with you in solidarity?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I… I… I…” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>,
utterly powerless in every way, just stared at her in a dear-in-headlights
look.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
crossed her arms and cocked her head to the side. “You’ll be interned for two
weeks, during which your powers will continue to be sealed. In this time, we
will determine your final punishment, and we will arrange for you brother to be
better taken care of.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She sent a notion to Dorothy, who came into the room. Eight
of her mini-duplicates flew in behind her, and all of them came over to Tracy,
who jerked with fright as they floated in front of her. <st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city>
cut her power and <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
stumbled off the chair. Dorothy’s mini-selves quickly flew under the woman,
catching her, and managing to carry her into the air, hauling her uncomfortably
by her arms. Dorothy lacked direct telekinesis, but the little pixie-sized
doubles had a sort of tactical telekinetic effect of their own, able to grasp
and carry things many times their size so long as they could maintain contact
with it.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Tracy</st1:place></st1:city>
kicked and writhed, and let out a string of curses, until one of the doubles
flew down and snagged her ankles, locking them in place, and another flew up
and grabbed her jaw, forcing it shut.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dorothy gave the blond brat a once-over, noting her bright
red cheeks. The shorter officer gave <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
her usual flat look, and spoke with an equally flat tone. “Getting soft in your
old age are you?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
cocked an eyebrow at her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She isn’t bleeding,” said Dorothy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
shrugged. “Didn’t feel like cleaning it up this time. Put her in the farthest
cell, the one with the extra seal. The drain should last a couple days, but
being so close to her brother might speed up the recharge if she isn’t cut off.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Said brother just stared at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> in awe and a little fright. Never in
his life had he seen a woman so thoroughly, and violently, put another woman in
her place like that. He’d never seen another woman so directly call another out
for her abusive behavior.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
noticed him staring and offered a small smile. “Sorry you had to see that.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No, you’re not,” muttered Dorothy as she left the room,
escorting the still-struggling sister.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The two glanced after her, then at each other. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> gave a small shrug.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I, uh…” said Josh. “I guess I’m not, either. She deserved
it.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Still feels like shit, doesn’t it?” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh sighed, looking to the floor. “She wasn’t that bad when
we were growing up. Or when she first got the Magic. The last year, though, she
just got real bad.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Sounds like years of bottled up bitterness boiling over,”
said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“What are you really going to do with her?” he said. “That
was an impressive show, but I don’t believe for a second you’re going to exile
her.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“At least a month behind bars,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. “An evaluation from a social worker to
see if she needs more time locked up, or if she can return to civilian life.
She’ll be back home before the end of the year, I’d wager, unless she really
goes apeshit, and we have to send her to the real prison.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“And what happens to me?” he said.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You’ll be relinquished from her custody. Technically,
you’ll be under state protection. What that actually means is you’ll be moved
to a town that has living facilities set up for men who are unclaimed.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh winced. “I’ve heard those are ghettos and trailer parks.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
smiled. “Government apartments. They aren’t as bad as the hit pieces makes them
sound. You’ll have a shot at a better life, and can get placed in a job. You
may even find an actually-nice woman; most of the rest of the Queendom hasn’t
gotten as bad, yet.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Really?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
pursed her lips. “Once you’re a bit more secure, you could try to rough it in
the Free Zones, where men are allowed to make their own way without any women
around. Those are still very well protected.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh stared at the floor, thinking it over. “I guess we’ll
have to see,” he said softly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
nodded. “I’ll send Joanna in to go over everything, but you could be out of
here as early as the next couple of days. Until then, you’ll stay in the cell
we placed you in, but we’ll leave it unlocked. We <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">will </i>be keeping an eye on you, so don’t try anything foolish.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I understand,” he said. “Thank you.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You’re welcome.” With another nod, she turned started out
the door. She paused as she touched the handle, and looked back. “Joshua? Were
you really trying to escape last night? Or were you try to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">escape</i>?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He glanced up at her, and said nothing. He didn’t need her
to clarify the difference. But with an honest expression, he said, “I don’t
know.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Try to hang in there long enough to give this a chance,
alright?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He nodded. “Yeah. I will. Thank you.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>With a final nod back, she left Josh to contemplate his
future.<br /><o:p> </o:p></div><p style="text-align: left;">
========</p><div style="text-align: left;"><u>NOTES</u>: With the announcing of a "retirement"*, Triad Patrol is definitely off the queue now. But I did have a couple thoughts on how the characters might develop.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on"><b>Alice</b></st1:place></st1:city> - She
almost certainly suffered greatly because of the Magic. Suicides in her family
when the Magic first arrived, probably lost all the rest to the Cascade.
Despite how femdom the whole of the world has become, and she does
pragmatically accept the realities of living with the Magic, she has a line to
just how much she will tolerate, which is why she reacted the way she did to
Josh's sister, when other women might be more lenient.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><b>Dorothy</b> -
Possibly a former Cultist, or had close ties to someone who was a Cultist. At
the very least, she might be a Terror Zone survivor. Her deadpan personality
comes largely from having glimpsed What Man Was Not Meant To Know, and while
Sex Magic's trauma-resistance kept her from buckling under, it's hard for her
to embrace life when she knows what lies in the dark corners of the Earth.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><b>Nemo</b> - She might actually
be a Pandora experiment, one of the extremely few surviving clones, whose
powers are quirky, and her personality slightly feral, on account of her mad
science origins. While she generally tries to be a good girl, she can lose
herself in the action, becoming reckless and a little cavalier with men when
she gets too in the mood, and thus may occasionally need to be reigned in by
her partners. Alternatively, Nemo could be a New Bestian who moved to Montana
Queendom for some reason.</div>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-65179174922578100602022-08-11T10:34:00.002-07:002022-09-02T08:46:57.502-07:00For The Many<div style="text-align: left;">In a particularly bleak corner of the Sex Mage Multiverse, a weary woman confronted an inevitable fate.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Hovering high above the clouds, Queen Rose could see the
domes of shadow had already increased since the night before. The entire
horizon was riddled with them. The Barriers of her Queendom did nothing to hold
them back anymore. Refugees kept pouring into the capital, and her soldiers
could do no more than provide a safe passage to get them there. She and her
strongest Archmages had erected a full force field around the city and it’s
immediate suburbs, but she knew by now that it wouldn’t hold. Sooner or later,
the Terror Zones would subsume them.<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p><br /></o:p>Was there any point in fighting it anymore? <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Carolina</st1:place></st1:city> was one of seven Queendoms left
standing. She was one of ten Megami still alive. At the current growth rate,
they had maybe a month left before the Terror Zones covered the whole of the
Earth, assuming the rate of spread didn’t increase again. There wasn’t a point
in wasting soldiers and resources to shut them down anymore. Every Zone they
destroyed, another took its place within a of couple days. Just trying to
suppress the ones immediately ringing the border of her city spread her remaining
forces too thin.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>What were their options at this point? Evacuate to Mars? That
didn’t work out so well for the Deja Colony. Even with Sex Magic life support,
the red planet had been too harsh to eke out a real living on long-term. It
might buy them another decade, at most.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Should she transform her body into some kind of organic
shelter, and evacuate her subjects into herself, put herself and her people
into a sort of stasis state, then fly off into space to drift among the stars.
In some distant future, they might stumble upon another world they could
inhabit. A ridiculous idea, of course, that had fantastically less odds than
trying to live on Mars. There was no guarantee Sex Magic would keep them alive
for the millennia it would take reach another solar system, much less the odds
of finding another habitable world.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Briefly, she debated once more the pros and cons of
reactivating the DimGate. Were things finally so bad, that the nightmarish
invention had actually become the lesser evil? Rose scowled to herself. Even if
she was that desperate, the last invention of Doctor Genesis was itself now
buried in the thick of a Terror Zone a thousand miles wide. Trying to move it
would only destroy it, if it hadn’t been destroyed already. Trying to evacuate
whole nations to its location in the Zone would simply get everyone killed
along the way, nevermind what fate awaited them if any of them actually made it
through the Gate.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A wilder thought sprang to mind. She and the other remaining
Megami could gather all their people into a few cramped locations, the last few
millions on Earth, and trigger a contained Cascade event. They could try to
artificially force a new gestaltation, and convert the remains of humanity into
a few more Megami. And then… then they would just be a handful of superwomen,
flying through space to find another world, no better off than the other doomed
colony ideas.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose shook her head at the foolishness of it all. With so
few people left, with the Terror Zones sapping away Sex Magic’s strength, any
attempt to replicate the Cascade would ultimately fail to generate the insane
amounts of Lust Energy needed to recreate the conditions that the Megami
themselves were formed from. They would have, at best, just murdered their own
people for nothing.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>A mercy killing, perhaps.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Maybe… maybe that was the only real choice left…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose cursed to herself, balling her hands into fists. How
could she think that? There <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">had</i> to be
a way out of this! The Terror Zones hadn’t gotten them all yet. They had a
little more time yet. A little more time to figure out something better, before
they had to choose the worst of the options.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The petite, pink-haired superwoman teleported herself back
to her fortress, where her council of Archmages and Specialists were having
their own debate over what to do. Seated around the great table that dominated
their war room, the women composed themselves as best they could in the
presence of their Queen. Rose sat down and glanced them all over, scanning
their minds with telepathy. Each woman briefly enjoyed that blissful tingle as
their Queen gently caressed their thoughts. But it was only a brief reprieve.
Even with the Magic’s ability to bolster a woman’s mental resilience, the
reality of their situation could not be waved away. Anxiety, depression, and
fear weighed down on all of them. Even the former Cultist on her council was numb
with constant terror.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>None of them had any better ideas or any good news.
Resources were stretched thin. For right now, all the men in the Queendom were
being used as indefinite Lust Energy batteries, all of them kept in bedrooms or
placed in out of the way corners, and Teased relentlessly to force them to
generate constant Lust Energy. They were supposed to be given an eight hour
break each day, in rotation, but plenty were simply being left Teased for days.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And why not, the women figured? It’s not like there was
anything for the men to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">do</i>. There was
a time that attitude would have made Rose seethe and make a very public point
to discipline those who slacked on their responsibilities towards the men. But
right now, Rose could only wonder if just keeping all the males in mystical
bliss through to the end would just be the kinder option.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Moreover, it was also important to make sure every woman was
filled to the brim at all times with as much power as they could get. In case
some of the Terror Zone’s monsters breached the Barriers, a fully charged up
populace could survive a brief incursion better.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Likewise, with so many resources already lost, it was smarter
to lean on the Magic’s sustaining properties to absolutely minimize the need
for food and water. Long-term experimentation proved that the Magic in constant
use could sustain a person to go for months without such basic needs. On the
off chance a miracle came and extended their time left, it was better to still
have rations to dig into when the limits of the Magic’s power were reached.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose closed her eyes and rested her forehead against her
clasped hands. For it to end like this, so quickly, so horrifically, so hopelessly,
it just seemed like cosmic sadism. Humanity had survived the upheaval Sex Magic
brought to civilization. They had survived the Cascade. They had survived the
Megami War and the Pandora swarms and the incursions of extra dimensional supervillains.
To have survived all of this, only for the crawling darkness to consume those
who remained, it was all just so goddamned—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You majesty.” A voice she didn’t recognize broke through
the haze of despair. Rose snapped her gaze up, glancing about the room. She
blinked as she realized everyone around her was frozen in place. The members of
her council were stuck in mid-motion, as if time had stopped. Startled, her
first instinct was to assume she had somehow been forced into a Time Warp
Perception Spell, but when she attempted to counter it, she found there was
nothing to counter.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No magic has been cast on you,” came a soft, feminine
voice. Rose whirled back around, until she saw a new figure that had not been
there a moment before, standing at the opposite end of the war room’s table.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman gazed back at Rose with eyes that glowed a pale
gold. She had Asian features, pale skin, with long snow-white hair. Her body,
however, seemed made of pure shadow, a silhouette of a female form.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman came around the large table, stepping gracefully,
as if drifting through reality like a ghost. Her presence was stunning. It had
been a very, very long time since Rose had found herself becoming
uncontrollably flushed in the presence of another woman, even another Megami.
Dimly, she was aware that what she felt now was what her subjects felt in her
own presence. As she gazed into the strange woman’s glowing eyes, she felt lost
in them. For a moment, she felt like a mere angel in the presence of God.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But she didn’t let herself get taken in. Rose’s dour and
stern expression returned as she forced herself to banish such feelings. She
shifted to her feet, teleporting into a standing position, hovering at the
woman’s eye level with her arms crossed, and her own eyes blazing in an icy
blue hue.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Whoever you are, you have five seconds to explain
yourself.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman bowed again. “I am traveler between worlds. I have
come to offer you a deal. This deal is a great compromise, but one that has the
potential to save your world, and many, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">many</i>
others.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose had to will herself not to melt at the woman’s honeyed
voice. She exerted her self-control and open her mouth to speak without her
voice shaking, only to blink in surprise as the woman got down on her hands and
knees, prostrating herself before her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I must also beg your forgiveness. You, who have lived a
life of hard choices, of terrible compromises, must now make another. And I do
this, because I, too, have had to make hard choices. I accepted the task of
presenting you this deal, foremost for the sake of myself and my own people. I
do wish greatly to help humanity, but I cannot deny my own selfishness in this.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose felt herself trembling as she looked down upon the
beauty at her feet. She felt a lump form in her throat. She felt like a child
before this woman, and yet, she was kneeling to her? “I… I don’t understand…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman rose to her feet, her head still bowed. “Temael’s
Curse feasts upon your world, with no regard towards its denizens. This Curse
was not cast upon your world on purpose. Its presence, like that of Sex Magic,
is simply a consequence of cosmic happenstance. The two powers entered your
world through the same improbable accident.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose frowned. “We are aware of the Magic’s extra-dimensional
origins. We know what Temael is. That knowledge does not <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">help</i> us.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman shook her head. “You do not know the full extent
of things. Your Earth is only one, across thousands upon thousands of
timelines, that Sex Magic and Temael’s Curse spread to.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose felt a pit in her stomach. She knew of the concept of
the multiverse, of course. The DimGate had brought her world into brief contact
with a few other dimensions. Only one had even remotely resembled another
Earth, however, and that world had been swarming with superhumans of an
entirely different sort. But alternate timelines of the same planet? She knew
the concept, of course, the fanciful stories of science fiction writers, where
one could explore all the different ways a person’s life could have gone.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yes, there are many other timelines of this Earth. Worlds
where Sex Magic arrived without the Curse in tow. Worlds where the Magic
functions in radically different ways. Worlds where it co-exists with dozens of
other supernatural forces. Worlds where it caused untold disasters all by
itself. And Worlds where human civilization was able to adjust much more
smoothly to its presence, and survive into a new golden era.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose felt, for the first time in months, a fluttering of
hope. “You’re able to travel to all of these worlds?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yes.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Would you be able to help us reach one of those safer
worlds?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The golden-eyed woman gave her a sad smile. “Such a feat is
well within my power, but that is not the deal I am here to make.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose felt that glimmer of hope immediately dashed. Anger
flashed through her, but she had gone so long being beaten numb by despair, it
didn’t really stick. Instead, she just chided herself for feeling any hope in
the first place. “Of course not. That would be too good a thing to happen.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman’s expression looked genuinely regretful. Rose felt
a pang in her chest and a sudden desire to hold the woman tightly, to chase
away the sadness that had no right to cloud such a beautiful face. But the
moment passed, and the woman’s features returned to a gently stern expression. “I
am sorry.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose steeled herself against this woman’s entrancing
presence. She wasn’t going to let this creature, whatever it was, cloud her
mind into an addled compliance. Her voice was cold as she spoke. “What is the
deal?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman nodded. “Temael, the God Itself, wishes only for
one thing: to collect worlds teeming with sapient life. In Its own self, it
holds safe hundreds of planets, most collected from a single galaxy, from a
single timeline. The Earth of that timeline came under Its gaze, but against
all odds, escaped Its grasp.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman’s expression didn’t change, but for a moment, her
voice seemed to hitch, before she continued. “Earth has nonetheless piqued
Temael’s avarice. It was not aware until recently that Its Curse had leaked
into so many timelines of this planet. Having lost the Earth of Its favored
timeline, It is willing to settle for another, just so long as It is able to
acquire at least one for Its collection.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose felt ice crawl through her veins as she realized what
the woman was going to propose. She let her say it anyway.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Temael, despite all Its power, cannot simply take the
worlds of other dimensions on Its own. It must first seed a world with Its
power, then convince the people of that world to open the door from their side.
Once the proper rituals are performed, It will be able to reach out and take the
planet. Thanks to the spread of the Curse, It now has an abundance of Earths to
choose from, with willing followers on nearly all of them. But It will settle
for just one. In exchange, It will make the effort to withdraw Its errant Curse
from all those others effected.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose stared at her with a near glare. “You want me to allow
It to take <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">my</i> world.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman gave her a solemn frown. “I know this is an
impossible thing to ask, to beg you to sacrifice yourself to It. But for what it’s
worth, those worlds Temael acquires live under Its protection. Its civilizations
are allowed to live mostly as they used to, sometimes even elevated to a higher
state, in exchange for reverence towards It, and to serve Its needs when called
upon. For the most part, however, the majority of Its captured worlds do live
in relative peace. The civilizations of the different planets are not allowed
to predate upon or war with one another. And in taking some of those worlds, It
saved them from destructive ends.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman’s expression shifted to gently stern once more. “If
you accept this deal, you will not only save your world from the Terror Zones,
you will spare every other Sex Mage World in existence. 40% of Earths infected
by Temael’s Curse end in human extinction. Many more suffer unduly for
centuries under the Curse’s poison. In some realities, the Curse even makes it
off world, infecting other civilizations as humanity spreads across the stars
to try and escape it. With your decision, you can change this fate for all of
them.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose stared at her for a long time, calculating the odds. “What
if I gave Temael my planet, but you took my people to another of these worlds?
Perhaps one with a likewise reduced population? We could—”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman shook her head. “No. It doesn’t want <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">just</i> the planet. It wants the
civilization living on it. It will not accept an abandoned world.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose scoffed. “There’s barely any civilization left!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“There is a chance It will take Its followers from the other
Timelines to help you repopulate. But It will not accept an exchange. You and
your people must go with your world.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You’re some kind of God yourself, aren’t you?” said Rose.
“Is there <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">nothing</i> you can do?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No. I am not a God, and as much as I wish I could, I cannot
save everyone. I swear to you, I already tried to convince Temael of a
population exchange, but It will not accept that arrangement. And for this, I
must apologize once more, for I am sure It was adamant in this detail purely to
hurt me.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hurt <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i>?” said
Rose, anger welling up in her chest. “How does it hurt <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you?</i>”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman put a gentle hand on Rose’s shoulder. “As I said,
my own selfishness compels me. There was a time I tried to stop the Curse
directly. I rallied many others like myself to attack the Dark God. We tried to
kill It. We failed. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I</i> failed. All I
managed was to lead my people into a swift genocide, and leave your Earths to
their doomed fates.” For a moment, her gaze drifted, as she relived a terrible
memory. “I have lived a long, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">long</i>
time regretting that failure. This is my last chance to make it right.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose let out a long, calming breath, composing herself as
best she could. She pushed the woman’s hand off her shoulder, more forcefully
than she wanted, but she was resolved not to let this creature sway her with forced
compassion. Maybe this strange being’s pain <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">was</i>
greater, but that did nothing to lessen Rose’s own torment.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I have the choice to save thousands upon thousands of
worlds. To save humanity a million times over. All at the cost of my own world.
I’ll spare all those Earths this tyrant God’s shadow, by throwing my people
into It. Refusing just means letting my world die in terrified agony, and
letting all the rest fall with us.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman nodded solemnly. “Not a very fair choice, I know.
Believe me, more than anyone, I know.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose glared at her. “Spare me. You just want absolve
yourself by dumping your burden onto someone else.” She took a moment to keep
herself calm. “Living under a demonic God or dooming thousands of Earths to a
creeping death. Mine is already nearly gone; if it isn’t already the worst off
of those infected worlds, it’s as worse as it can get while having just a
sliver of a chance left.” She gave a rueful laugh. “You already know the answer
I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">have</i> to give, don’t you? Knowing
all of this, of worlds and timelines and Gods and fate? You already know, you
cosmic bitch. This whole conversation has been nothing but a formality, hasn’t
it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman smiled sympathetically. “I have seen every Sex
Mage World across the Multiverse. I have seen the outcome of every decision
you, or those in your position, make. This was the best worst choice. I am so
sorry.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose grit her teeth and balled her hands into fists and her eyes
blazed with fury. But even if she had struck at the woman, she knew she
couldn’t harm her, and it wouldn’t have changed anything if she could. Rose
took a long breath, closing her eyes to center herself. When she opened them
again, her expression was one of calm resignation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Will It really keep us safe?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman offered a sympathetic smile. “I can’t promise
humanity won’t be changed by Its power and presence. But in as far as I have
seen, the civilizations within It do manage to thrive. It won’t be the Heaven
humanity dreams of, but you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">will</i> be
saved.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rose took a moment to weigh those words, then nodded. “Very
well. What must I do?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman spoke, and she listened with grave attention. Then
the woman faded away, and time resumed. Queen Rose told her council that she
needed to consult with her fellow Megami over some new information. She left the
war room, and a few minutes later, the Darkness took the world.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The white haired woman hovered in the vacuum of space,
halfway between the Earth and the Moon. She watch as a great swirling vortex of
pure black opened up before the planet. An immense shadowy claw reached forth
to gently clasp the world, and drag it through the portal. A moment later,
another great hand extended forth and snagged the Moon, yanking it through the
portal as well. The woman watched the vortex rapidly fade, leaving behind only
bits of space debris, already flying off across the solar system without an
Earth to orbit.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman spoke across the veil of dimensions. <Will this
suffice?><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The voice that spoke back seemed to rattle her every atom.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">It shall. Our Pact is
now sealed. My people shall leave you and yours untouched. You and yours will
never interfere with Me and Mine again. I will withdraw My Curse from those
other Earths. You shall have an honorary place in My army.<br /></b><o:p> <br /></o:p><I don’t want that sort of honor.><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">You shall have it,
nonetheless.<br /></b><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman suddenly staggered, screaming as a burning
sensation struck her left eye. She curled into a ball and clutched her face as
her cry resounded across the universe, heard by every psychically and
mystically aware mind across every galaxy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>After a moment, the pain faded, and she pulled her hand
away. A terrible, stinging feeling echoed through her very soul. She rose a
shaking hand, almost too afraid to look. But she had to confirm it with her own
eyes. A small mirror appeared in her hand.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Two different eyes peered back at her. On her right, a
glowing gold eye, same as ever. But on her left, her eye glowed crimson, the
pupil slit like a viper, the eye surrounded by a similarly glowing triangular
scar.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">So you never forget
again…<br /></b><o:p> <br /></o:p>She hung there in the void for a long time, gazing at
herself. Hours. Days. Years, perhaps. Unlike most of her fellows, she had sworn
to remember those timelines they left behind. Now, she couldn’t forget them
even if she wanted to.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But maybe now, finally, that memory wasn’t as terrible as it
used to be. It still wasn’t a good memory. Nothing would ever make it good. But
maybe, finally, it wouldn’t haunt her as painfully as it used to.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The woman, freshly scarred with an old wound, finally
straightened up, composed herself, and then vanished from the universe, back to
her own.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-70823251263575782132022-08-06T12:21:00.005-07:002022-09-02T08:24:34.054-07:00Triad Patrol (Pilot Chapter)<div style="text-align: left;"><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place>
was just about to finish her shift of the night patrol, when her mystic senses
picked up the piercing signal of a man’s erection going into overdrive! The
psychic ringing that only Sex Mages could “hear” pinged off her senses like a
little air siren in her mind’s ear. From the sheer intensity of the signal, the
boy was so painfully hard, it was as though every drop of blood in his body was
trying to cram itself into his cock! His penis was calling out to every
magically awakened woman in sensing range, in a desperate plea to please, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">please</i>, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">PLEASE</i>, touch it, and make it cum! As if the boy attached to that
keening cock was going to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">die</i> if he
wasn’t touched!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Sex Magic, of course, was not going to let him die, nor was
it really going to let him get physically hurt, no matter how much blood tried
to enter his organ. But at the same time, the Magic was also forcing him to
experience a torturously high surge of sheer lust, beyond the tolerance of any
mortal man! Given the intensity, and the direction the signal was coming from,
she knew at once the source of this extreme penile distress. Another boy was
trying to run away from town!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
clucked her tongue in amusement. One would think the males would have learned
better by now. She paged the dispatch, made a u-turn in her patrol car, and
headed down one of the main roads that lead out of Birchton. She followed the
winding path for a couple of miles, until she was as close to the signal as she
could get before ditching the car became necessary. Had he <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> tried to escape through the woods? How foolish!<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><br />The birch forest that surrounded the town covered relatively
flat terrain, and there wasn’t much undergrowth to contend with. The trees
themselves were space well enough apart that even at night, traversing through
wasn’t too much trouble, as long as one kept an eye on where they stepped.
Nonetheless, as she neared the source of the intense male signal, she drew upon
the Lust Energy radiating from the helpless lad, using it to suffuse her own
body with a levitation spell, rising several inches off the ground.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>From her car, she pulled out an old-fashioned lantern, a
four-sided glass enclosure in a dark tin frame, originally meant to hook onto a
pole or staff. However, with a bit of extra power, she floated it in the air
with just her will. Inside the empty lantern, a little ball of fire ignited,
fueled by a trickle of her Magic. Double-checking that her utility belt had all
the essentials, she set forth towards the desperate boy, drifting like a ghost
over the forest floor, her lantern trailing behind her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She found him almost a mile away from the road, a lanky
young man hovering several feet in the air, whimpering and wriggling like a
hooked worm, desperately clutching at his thighs since Anti-Masturbation Spells
wouldn’t allow him to touch his erect cock. Speaking of, his overclocked organ
was beet red with excess blood pressure, the veins sticking out like little
cords, the plum-purple head leaking pre-cum in a steady stream! His balls were swollen
taught, and she could sense his semen production had been boosted to at least
ten times the normal rate for a man his age! Were it not for the Magic’s
healing side-effects, his penis and seminal vesicles would have probably
ruptured like overripe fruits by now!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The boy had his eyes scrunched tightly closed as he suffered
the pain of supernatural priapism. This was a Hard Attack worse than most
individual girls were capable of giving a guy, even blasting him with the full
force of their Arousal Aura! And if the physical stress of his affliction was
this bad, the mental agony was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i>
much worse! The need to be touched and achieve relief was all he could
comprehend, the inability to so much as grab himself almost as physically
painful as his out of control erection!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>At point blank, his erotic signal was blaring in her mystic
senses like a psychic air siren! She was able to deal with the “volume”,
thankfully, dialing down her own sensitivity to blunt the intensity. Still, it
was hard to completely avoid the effects; Lust Energy was venting off his
helpless body like a furnace, and she shivered a bit as she felt erotic heat
flush through her. Her sex moistened and her cheeks reddened, and for a moment,
she allowed herself to enjoy soaking in his desperate energies.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
didn’t like to be overly cruel, though. He might be a naughty, foolish boy,
trying to run like this, but she knew only the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> desperate would try. He was facing away from <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>, confirming that he
was indeed a boy trying to escape, rather than a Free Roamer trying to sneak into
town. Also the fact he was completely naked, which wasn’t a rule for the boys
in Birchton, but had simply become practical considering how often the Sex
Mages in town liked to strip their men. Most young men his age probably didn’t
even own clothes anymore!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Deciding he’d suffered enough to learn his lesson, she backed
away from him and held up her hand. She traced the lines of the Sex Magic Trap
that had ensnared him, and carefully disentangled him from its grasp. Once
free, the pressure in his cock immediately dropped to a reasonable, humane
level, some of the excess blood flowing back to the rest of his body. His semen
production dropped down to “only” triple the normal amount, though, as it
became evident he already had a small Semen Booster applied on him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Still, he let out a huge sigh of relief as she floated the
both of them back a couple dozen yards, laying him down on the grass and
touching down herself a few feet next to him. He curled into a ball, eyes still
scrunched shut, hands still death-gripping his thighs.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She gave him a minute to catch his breath. Finally, he was
able to unclench himself and roll onto his back. His cock still throbbed at
maximum “normal” tension, but even now, the lingering effects of the Magic attempted
to refresh his delicate male form. When he finally opened his eyes, wiping the
tears from his face, he blinked under the light of her lantern, and jerk back
with a gasp as his eyes found her in the darkness.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Even she would admit she could cut an imposing figure. Six
foot six with an athletic build, short black hair, dark brown eyes, and stern
facial features, her already imposing figure was enhanced by the black uniform
that identified her as a Triad officer. The gun and sword at her hips, only partly
hidden by the uniform’s half-cape, made it clear that even without the power of
Sex Magic, she was an authority figure to be respected.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She gave him a firm, but not unkind look as she leaned over
him slightly. “A bit late, and a bit far, for a night time stroll, wouldn’t you
say? Especially all on your own, without even a robe to wear.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The boy managed to compose himself a little, but stayed on
the ground, his cock still aiming for the night sky. “P-please… I don’t… I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can’t</i>…” Fresh tears welled up in his
eyes again. “I can’t go back!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, you can’t go forward, either,” she said. She flicked
through the boy’s mind. She didn’t know him, didn’t even recognize his cock
signal, so her telepathy was strictly limited to his erotic thoughts. But that
was enough to figure out his name as she rapidly flicked through several of his
sexual memories, some of which contained scenes of women chastising and
taunting him. He shivered, and his cock quivered, as he felt her psychic
fingers gently caress his brain.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Tell me, Joshua,” she continued. “What exactly was your
plan here?” She gestured around them. “You’re in the middle of the woods.
You’re completely naked, no survival gear, not even a water bottle that I can
see. The nearest town is twenty miles away. Did you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">seriously</i> think you were going to make it there on foot?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He flushed in frustration. “I couldn’t… prepare anything or…
they’d catch me!” He took a breath. “I had to wait for a night they didn’t lock
me up or pin me down! And I had to leave in the middle of the night, when most
women were asleep, or too caught up in their own sex games to notice me with
their senses!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Memories of recent nights flashed through his mind, each
scene making his penis twitch! Frozen in place all night long, kneeling at a
girl’s bedside, or magically glued to a wall or a ceiling, forced to provide a
constant stream of the delicious, pleasing Lust Energy for the magical women in
his life, after they’d spent hours cumming their brains out! Even though Sex
Magic could lessen the need for sleep, the euphoric effect of soaking in men’s
desperation energy was perfect to drift off to once a Sex Mage had satisfied
her own urges! <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
couldn’t help but recall, some of the best sleep she’d gotten in college was on
the floor of a sorority house, surrounded by similarly blissed-out girls and
aching, whimpering boys, after a weekend Rock Party—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She forced herself to focus, and held back a flush. She put
her hands on her hips and gave the boy a stern frown. “You were smart on the
timing, but stupid for everything else! Sex Magic can only protect you for so
long, and if there aren’t any active spells on you, you lose all the physical
enhancements that you’re probably use to by now. The No-Touch Spell and the
Orgasm Block don’t provide enough healing on their own to sustain you long term
without supplies. You’d need safe food, clean water, real rest, and proper
shelter. You might get bitten by something venomous, or run into a bear or a
cougar, and not the fun kinds! I know they don’t have boy scouts to teach you
these things anymore, but you didn’t even bring a flashlight!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh swallowed hard, flushed with embarrassment as much as
arousal. “I did, but, um, the batteries died.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I see. You didn’t just toss the light on the ground when it
did, did you?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I dropped it when it I got caught in that trap!” He winced,
the mere mention starkly reminding him of his male predicament. His hands tried
to reach himself, only to stop just inches before he could touch his tortured
rod! “God, it <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hurts</i>! I need to cum so
fucking bad! Please, if you’re going to drag me back, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">please</i> let me cum first!” His eyes were wet again as he looked up
at her. “They haven’t let me in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">nine months!</i>”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Goodness!” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>,
holding back a flush at the thought of such a deliciously ripe build up a male
frustration! “You must have been a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i>
naughty boy to be denied <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i> long!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He pounded his fist on the ground, and she resisted a smirk
as it made his cock wag in the air. “I’m not!” he said. “It’s my sister and her
friends! They just won’t let me because they think it’s funny!” He let out a
ragged sob. “They all used me as their Test Boy this summer, one after the
other, and then instead of letting me cum in the end, they just decided to use
me as their perpetual Lust Generator!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
winced, and her arousal was tempered a bit. Scanning his memories, she
confirmed his story. She wasn’t sure what other, non-sexual things he might
have done to earn the young women’s cruelty, but if his memories of their
taunting tease sessions were accurate, it really did seem like the gaggle of
cackling bitches were doing it <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">just</i>
to be mean. She felt a swell of heat between her legs at the thought, but it
had been years since her bad girl days, and she genuinely felt some pity for
the lad.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Well, a Triad officer’s duty wasn’t just to catch wayward
boys. Sometimes wicked women needed to be knocked down a few pegs as well! Sex
Mages could get away with a lot these days, but there were limits in a
civilized town. There was no call for extended brutalizing of the poor men for
no reason. Birchton was an officially sanctioned settlement of the Montana
Queendom, known throughout the continent as one of the nicer nations to men.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Granted, every Queendom had its own outliers that pushed the
cultural limits, and as one of the more isolated border towns, Birchton had
certainly grown a little more hardcore than others. Just two months ago, the
town mandate that men be allowed at least one Pop Day a week had been reduced
to only two a month. Not <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too</i> many
women that she knew indulged in that level of restriction yet, but <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> didn’t doubt that
would become the norm within a year or two.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Of course, twice a month would probably seem like Heaven’s
blessing to poor Joshua! She glanced the boy over once more, lingering her gaze
on the cute young man’s decently sized cock. She felt the temptation to abuse
her position and have a taste of the suffering, aching young man, knowing he
couldn’t do a damn thing about it. But she was a Triad officer, and she wasn’t
going to allow the Magic’s wicked temptations completely compromise her honor.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She flicked her hand upwards, and her Magic grasped his
body, an invisible force making him float weightlessly in the air. A Phantom
Hand clasped his turgid penis and tugged him forward. She floated herself as
well, sipping off his Lust Energy to levitate them both towards the car.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No!” he whined, wriggling in the air again. He couldn’t
help but buck his hips as his animal needs overtook his reflexes, and he tried
to gain some friction against the Phantom Hand holding him. The Spell naturally
followed his cock’s motions, however, perfectly following the exact spot it was
set to. She hadn’t really been trying to tease him, but he was so wound up, he
was utterly desperate for even just the minor relief of simply being touched!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She decided to be nice and let the Hand slowly stroke him,
soothing some of that ache. He groaned softly, hips still moving, even though
he could only feel the friction she allowed. “Please,” he whimpered. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Please</i> let me cum! <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">PLEASE!</i>”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I am sorry, Joshua, but your release is still up to your
handler. I would be overstepping my authority to grant you one, especially
considering you tried to run.” Her Phantom Hand slowed, and she gave his raging
member an affectionate squeeze. He was quite sensitive, so she kept her touch
delicate, so as not to torment him with a cruel edging. She glanced back over
to him. “I have to ask, though, did you actually think you could make it
through the woods? Did you really not know about the Barrier?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He flushed once more in embarrassment. “I… knew about it,
but… I was told there were gaps…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She shook her head. “The only gaps are on the roads, at the
check points. So either someone pranked you, or was setting you up for further
punishment.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He grit his teeth and fresh tears threatened to spill. “God
damn it! I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hate</i> it here! Every woman
is a fucking <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">cunt</i>!” He thrashed
uselessly in her mystical grip. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
let him get it out of his system, stilling her Phantom Hand, and waiting until
he realized swiping at empty air was not very cathartic. He finally let out a
rag gasp and sagged in her magic grasp.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I like to think not <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">all</i>
of us are,” she said. “Though I admit, it seems like things are getting a
little tougher for you guys lately.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So why won’t you let me cum if you know how bad I have
it?!” he whined.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Because if a Triad officer doesn’t obey all the policies
they were deputized to enforce, no one will take us seriously for more serious
matters,” she said. She briefly looked back at him over her shoulder and gave
him a slight smile. “Matters like investigating excessive female abuse of a
male, and seeing to it such offenders get their just punishment.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He stared at her, a little uncertain if he could believe
what she was implying. She shrugged and turned forward again. “Let’s
concentrate on getting you back home, first.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Can I go somewhere else instead?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Do you have someone else who will take you in?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Not… not really…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Tell you what, I’ll keep you in the jail for a couple of
days. Not the most comfortable accommodations, but you’ll have your own cell,
and the Shields around the building should block out most Spells from outside
women.” She shook her head. “I still can’t believe you went naked into the
woods in the middle of the night! Even if there had been a gap in our Barrier,
with no survival skills, it would have been a miracle for you not to get lost!
The nearest town is twenty miles away, you know. You should have at least stuck
to the roads!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked up at her angrily. “I didn’t want to get picked up
by a passerby!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“That would have been <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">much</i>
safer for you.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“They would have just dragged me back!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh, I don’t know, you might have found an understanding
woman to give you a lift somewhere. Probably for a cost.” She made her Phantom
Hand stroke him a few more times, and he let out a shaky breath, enjoying the
soothing touch more than he wanted to admit. Without making it obvious, she
also opted to subtly undo his Semen Booster, just to cut him a little more
slack. He probably wouldn’t notice the difference at this point, but it would
slightly lessen the intensity of his suffering for the immediate future.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>They floated in silence for a few moments, drifting steadily
through the trees. She could sense him fuming behind her, until he finally
noticed something. He pointed at the lantern floating alongside them. “How are
you doing that?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hmm?” The woman followed his gaze, then shrugged. “Little
bit of telekinesis, little bit of pyrokinesis.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked at her with a new level of trepidation. “A-are you
an Archmage?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She chuckled at that. “No, no, nothing like that. I don’t
think there’s any Archmages out here in the boonies, not unless they
specifically want to be left alone. All of them have better chances at better
careers in the bigger cities.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh frowned at her in thought. “But I thought only Arches
could do stuff like that? With the telekinesis and such.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Nah. You might be too young to remember the difference, but
ever since the Cascade, women’s Magic has gotten a bit stronger, and men’s Lust
Energy has gotten a bit richer. I’m a little stronger than average on top of
that, but lots of women could do a least one little trick like this if they
bothered to learn. Most women just use the Instant Stripping Spell, though.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh.” She wasn’t wrong about that. One reason men didn’t
bother wearing clothes much any more was that lots of girls and women would
teleport or shred men’s clothes off at the slightest provocation or whim. At
some point, it became less of a hassle for men to just not wear anything if it
wasn’t necessary for a job.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh hadn’t considered the real ramifications of that before.
The Instant Strip had become such a common spell that it was easy to forget
that it actually broke what was supposed to be a fundamental rule of the Magic:
it was only supposed to affect living human bodies. It was well-known that Archmages
could go beyond such limitations, but somehow it never clicked until now that
the average Sex Mage could casually do it too, even if only in the most minor
of techniques.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He swallowed hard and his cock flexed under the Phantom
Hand’s strokes. If his sister and her friends really started applying
themselves, who knew what other crazy shit they could put him through!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She saw the flow of thoughts in his head, and smirked a bit.
“As I said, I’m no Arch, but I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">am</i>
stronger than the average. The Instant Strip Spell is so easy, because it’s an
expressly sexual Spell, the way it’s normally used. Something like a fireball,
unless she’s using it specifically for erotic fireplay, would still be quite a
strain for the average Sex Mage to just do on whim.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh mumbled, “So are you just showing off, using the
lantern instead of a flashlight?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“A bit,” she said with a coy smile. “But it’s also good to
stay in practice. You never know when—” She was cut off as Josh suddenly let
out a yelp, and she sensed a sudden sharp spike in his penile tension! She
winced at the sudden psychic jolt, sensing the blood flow to his organ greatly
increase, causing it to swell almost as painfully as the Barrier Trap had made
it! At the same time, she sensed his semen production being boosted back up to
at least six times normal!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“AH!” Josh yelled, trying to clutch at himself again. “Stop!
STOP!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It’s not me,” she said, and tried to cut off the flow of
Spell commands that was forcing him into another Hard Attack. She found herself
struggling, her own Spells slipping right off his sexual essence, as though a
shell had been cast around his cock and balls. The strength of it was uncanny!
And it was also crude; this wasn’t a proper Shield Spell placed over him, this
was a naturally forming interference just from the sheer amount of power being
poured into the erection command!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>This wasn’t something a normal Sex Mage would cast. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> whirled,
unsheathing her sword and gun in one fluid motion, shifting into a defensive
crouch. She tried to float Josh up into the air, but found the Magic assaulting
him resisted her efforts. Instead, the intruding Magic force shoved Josh onto
the ground and pinned him spread eagle.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
shivered as she sensed his arousal signal blaring louder in her mind’s ear, and
this time, she couldn’t seem to dial the psychic noise down! As if the signal
was drilling past her own defenses, insistently jamming itself into her own
libido! Her body flushed with heat, her sex moistened beyond her control, and
her breath became husky. She set down on the ground, standing next to the
tortured boy, his body flooding her with his Lust Energy until she had to fight
to stay on her feet, and not just tear her own clothes off and pounce on him!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Only her self-discipline as a Triad officer, and the spike
of fear of what she knew was coming kept her focused. She wasn’t stupid enough
to try and tackle this on her own. She sent a psychic signal towards the Triad
headquarters, pinging her Magic off the hard penis of their Radio Boy, alerting
her partners of the incoming threat.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“AH! Stop! Make it stop!” Josh was in tears at her feet, and
she refused to look at him, lest the sight of his turgid cock overtake her
senses.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Shush,” she said, mostly to center herself. “Try as best as
you can to stay calm. I promise I’ll keep you safe.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her erotic senses were being blinded by Josh’s overclocked
Energy venting right next to her, so she was unable to spot the thing by
tracking its own Energy flow. Forcing herself to ignore the psychic siren of
Josh’s body, she focused only on her natural senses, trying to hear over Josh’s
moans and to see through the dark. She increased the strength of her lantern’s
flame, hovering the old-fashioned tool a bit higher, to light up a larger area.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She caught a glimpse of a pale body darting through the
trees, getting closer even as it tried to flank her. She turned to follow it,
only for it to dart back the other direction, closer this time. She cursed.
Usually the creatures made a bee-line towards their targets, but this one was
acting with at least some rudimentary cunning.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She turned to her right, even as she aimed her gun to her
left, seeing if she could feint it and lead the shot. Whether by coincidence or
actual awareness of her trick, the thing instead opted another approach. She
heard a heavy skittering, and the branches overhead shook as the thing dashed
up a trunk and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>across the canopy. She
brought her gun up, readying her sword to block a hard dropkick from above,
only for the pale shape to actually leap down several feet ahead of her,
rebound off a nearby tree-trunk with uncanny agility, and drive a bare foot
right into her exposed side before she could bring her sword down.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Fully juiced up with Lust Energy, a Sex Mage was several
times physically stronger and tougher than their bodies should have allowed. A
stick-thin woman weighing 90 pounds soaking wet could handily beat a man with
200 pounds of solid muscle in a wrestling or boxing match. Alice herself had
once taken a bullet point blank from a pocket pistol and only suffered severe
bruising.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>This creature’s heel hit her like a cannonball. Three wet
cracks sounded as her ribs gave out on impact, and she was flung into a tree a
dozen yards away, cracking a fourth and fifth rib as she smacked into a narrow
birch trunk hard enough to split it near the base. Pain that even the Magic
couldn’t fully compensate for blinded her, and her weapons went flying off into
the dark. Her lantern, meanwhile, thunked on the ground, the flame going out as
her active Spell was cut off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh let out a shriek of agony before the pale thing mounted
him on both ends at once. Shaking her head and gritting her teeth, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> forced herself to
roll up onto her hands and knees. She narrowed her eyes and used the
clairvoyance ability of the Magic to enhance her sight, psychically seeing what
Josh was going through.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The creature was a relatively small one, thank god, but
given how fast it was, how hard it hit, and its slightly smarter approach, that
was a small comfort. The thing appeared, as all of its kind did, like a
twisted, body horror mockery of the female form. Even here, it was less
freakish than most, but no less disturbing. The creature looked like two lower
female halves fused together at the ribs, both front-facing. As it stood tall
on one set of legs, the second upper set poised somewhat like a mantis’ claws. With
both sets of legs extended straight, it would probably be about ten feet tall,
but it walked in a partial crouch, long gangly legs giving it an almost spidery
appearance. Both of its vaginas were drooling feminine fluids steadily, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hungily</i> seeking out a male to feed upon
his Lust Energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It had already claimed Josh, crouching and bending over him,
impaling itself on his tortured rod with one pussy, and then grinding its other
pussy onto his mouth. The creature pumped pure Arousal commands into him,
crushing the boy’s genitals with sexual pressure, frying his mind with
superhuman need! Utterly consumed in the monster’s Aura, fully pinned down by
its power, the boy frantically thrust his hips and licked at the female horror.
Almost instantly, he tried to orgasm, and his Orgasm Block was torn asunder, allowing
him to empty months worth of pent up cum inside the creature!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But the thing was not going to be satisfied with one burst!
The creature <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fed</i> off pure Lust Energy
to sustain itself, not even enjoying the sex act, simply <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">eating</i> the boy’s sexual essence, and it would not stop until he was
a ragged, broken husk, overclocked and drained completely beyond Sex Magic’s
natural ability to keep him alive! <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
could sense his penis was now so hard, it really would explode from the sheer
blood pressure, if the monsters own incredibly tight sex wasn’t providing a
proper counter-pressure! Even worse, the creature’s corrupt Magic was boosting
his semen production into truly dangerous levels, twenty, thirty, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fifty</i> times what it should have been!
Only the fact he was being forced to unload his spunk several times a minute
was keeping his seminal vesicles from similarly rupturing!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
grit her teeth as Josh’s psychic arousal signal became a shrill scream in her
mind’s ear! Despite her own pain, her body was flush with sexual heat! Her own
pussy began to drool fluid as freely as the monster’s! Her hands shook as she
fought not to clutch at herself! Her own Arousal Aura was starting to radiate
beyond her control, partly contributing to Josh’s torment! Worse still,
however, the monster was somehow allowing her to be overcome by Josh’s signal,
but was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> allowing her to absorb
any of the Lust Energy! The monster was sucking down every erg of it, denying
her the power necessary to keep her body enhanced or the cast her Spells! The
pain of her broken ribs was growing as her Magic was denied to her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Still, she wasn’t completely down and out yet. A trick that
set her apart from most Sex Mages was that unlike the average woman, she could
actually keep a small amount of Lust Energy in reserve. Whereas most Mages
needed active Lust Energy generation to fuel their Spells, their powers failing
within seconds of that Energy being cut off, she was one of the few capable of
holding a charge for several days before it faded naturally.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It wasn’t a large reserve, but it had saved her in a pinch
here and there. With her ribs busted, she wasn’t going to waste it on enhancing
herself to try and tackle the thing. She couldn’t locate her gun,
unfortunately, so pulling it to herself with telekinesis was out. So that left
her with one trick. Lying prone, she extended her arm, and pointed two fingers
at the monster’s torso, raising her thumb and using it like an iron sight. A
small tongue of flame ignited on the end of her fingers, and she concentrated
all of her power into forming a bullet of pure fire. Waiting until the creature’s
pistoning motions paused during another of Josh’s forced orgasms, she fired the
tiny projectile with every ounce of Energy she had stored up.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
shrieked as the full pain of her injuries lashed through her, but her aim was
true. The fire bullet struck the creature in the side, burning several inches
into the warped flesh, before detonating inside of it with the force of a hand
grenade.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The monster staggered back, flinging itself off Josh and
flailing like an injured insect, bucking and kicking in frantic circles,
twisting and curling as the smoldering hole in its side gave off the stink of
burnt meat. Not having a mouth, it was unable to scream, but as it scuffled in
the underbrush, it’s power lashed out around it, and Josh’s own cries voiced
the monster’s agony.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Unfortunately, it was only a temporary solution. Already,
the Sex Magical creature was regenerating the wound, the Lust Energy it had
already consumed working overtime to heal it from what would have been an
instantly mortal injury on a normal human. The most <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place> had really done was just make it
hungrier as it now sought to replenish its lost Energy stores. With the wound
still smoking, it moved to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">mount</st1:placetype>
<st1:placename w:st="on">Josh</st1:placename></st1:place> again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
tried to suck away as much Lust Energy for herself as she could while it was
distracted, but she only managed a few sips worth before the monster clamped
down on the flow again. She grit her teeth and looked around for her gun. She
had recovered just enough power to maybe use a bit of telekinesis to pull it
towards her, if she could just find the damn thing!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And then there was a flash and a boom of thunder, and the
creature was sent sprawling once more, arcs of electricity crackling around it.
Alice looked up to see another woman in a Triad uniform grinning down at her,
standing atop a naked young man she was using as a Boy Board. The woman’s red
hair was puffed up into a wild mane as electric arcs flickered around her form.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Shoulda waited fer back-up from the get go, Ally!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place>
grit her teeth in a rueful grin. “Just kill the fucking thing, Nemo.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The manically grinning woman’s icy blue eyes glowed with
power as she jumped down off the naked man. She motioned for the man to land
next to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>,
unfreezing him so he could move on his own. <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Alice</st1:city></st1:place> recognized Rodger, one of her unit’s
regulars for emergency Boarding. The young man was two months pent up, the
males of their unit kept in extended denial for just these sorts of
emergencies. <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
grasped his cock and guided him to her mouth, greedily sucking the Lust Energy
from him, charging up her reserves, and letting the pleasurable energy ease her
pain as it started to repair her cracked ribs. She let herself go with the
pleasure, shifting one hand down to rub herself, giving in to the joy of
grooving off a poor guy’s desperation. Nemo had made sure to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> build Rodger up as she rode him
out here!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The wild-haired woman, meanwhile, stalked over to where the
leg monster was staggering back onto its feet. “Fuck, man, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">look</i> at you! Do you freaks <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i>
come out normal?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The creature’s only response was to fling itself at her with
a kick so fast, it nearly broke the sound barrier. If the blow had connected,
it could have caved in the side of a tank. It would have certainly crushed even
a fully charged Sex Mage’s skull like an egg shell.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">If</i> it had
connected.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The thing didn’t have enough of a mind to truly appreciate
the feat, but Nemo’s appreciated it for the both of them. The red-head had
anticipated and dodged the kick with equal speed, grabbing the thing by its
extended ankle, and whirling around to slam the creature into the dirt hard
enough to leave a crater. Unfortunately, the thing was still fast enough to
twist in her grip, land on its three free feet, anchor itself, and make another
powerful push off the ground, attempting a mule kick with its trapped leg.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo braced for the hit, bringing up her other arm to block
the blow while maintaining her grip. She let the force of the push fling them
into the air, only to reach out with her own legs, snag a tree branch, and use
it as a pivot to redirect their arc back into the ground. As the two were flung
towards the earth, Nemo’s body lit up with a blinding light, and there was a
thunderous boom as she unloaded a lightning bolt into the creature the moment
they hit the ground.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The creature spasmed and bucked, kicking wildly, and Nemo’s
landing had lost her the advantage of leverage. One leg managed to snap up and
whack her in the temple, knocking her back. The redhead was forced to let go of
the creature, but managed to roll with the impact, somersaulting to her feet.
Her body was still ablaze with electricity, little arcs rippling over her form
as it glowed with a thin white aura. The monster managed to stagger back onto
its feet, poising on all fours. The way it faced her, it was literally showing
its ass at her, as though that were it’s head.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo sneered and cackled. “Not done, huh? Need another
spanking?” The light around her body surged for a moment, then focused itself.
From her fingers and bare toes, blue-white shards of light extended in several
inch-long claws, electric arcs dancing along the lengths. From the sides of her
head, curved blades of jagged light extended, and from her tail bone, a long,
whip-light bolt of lightning curled into a bestial tail, ending in a wide,
jagged fin. Her already wild hair fanned out further like a lion’s mane. She
crouched and gave a bestial snarl, daring the monster to charge.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The creature was not smart enough to understand fear. It did
not even understand anger from being interrupted in its meal, nor did it truly
register the pain of injury. All it could fathom was the hunger that drove it
to prey upon humanity, and that it must overcome what obstacles it had to in order
to feed. Undaunted by the Sex Mage’s feral display, it bolted forward in
another savage rush.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo dodged its rush once more, this time moving to slash
her electric claws to try and sever the leg. But this monster was smart enough
to not get caught twice, whipping its front leg to the side to pivot its weight
and drive both its hind legs into Nemo’s side and knee. The electric woman
barely managed to twist away, her knee getting clipped and causing her to stagger,
but twisting herself so that her lightning tail lashed lengthwise down the
leg-monster’s back before it could press the advantage. Nemo managed to regain
her footing as the creature skittered backwards. It hesitated as it crouched
into a defensive position. Nemo saw the savage burn scar sizzling across its
spine was taking longer to regenerate than the hole in its side had. Its
powerful legs were quivering just slightly, and it stumbled a bit as it
stepped.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The lightning woman grinned savagely and poised her claws to
strike. This shouldn’t take too much longer.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
meanwhile, was recovered enough that she was able to get back on her feet. She
pulled Rodger along by his cock as she went over to Josh. The poor boy’s body
was still being drilled by the monster’s power, his genitals on the verge of
bursting! <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
took a breath, quickly stripped off her pants, and settled her sopping pussy
down on his organ. She let out another shriek as his Lust Energy fired into her
like a mystical geyser, and she totally lost herself! She clutched at Josh’s chest
with one hand, and yanked Rodger toward her, deep throating his cock and
thrumming Pleasure Pulses down his length! The two men howled in extreme
pleasure, and Josh came another overload of seed deep inside her! The shock of
his climax sent her into one of her own, and she squealed and writhed a top
him! Rodger was caught in the mystic surge, and his own Orgasm Block broke,
causing him to pump his seed down <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>’s
throat!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The three spasmed in a tangle of joint climax, and her Energy
reserves quickly overflowed! Her ribs finished healing within seconds, and her
connection to Josh snapped fully into place, enabling her to override the
monster’s control! As she came down from her climax, she forcibly cooled down
the cruel commands in the tortured boy’s body, resetting his semen production
to normal, and letting the blood flow return to a reasonable level. She settled
herself on him, not riding him, just letting the Magic play between them, letting
the healing effects ensure his penis and testicles were recovered, and that his
body wasn’t going to go into shock from exhaustion.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As she settled into recovering Josh, she released Rodger
from her mouth, giving his cockhead a final kiss. She smiled up at him and
motioned for him to have a seat against a nearby tree. Despite his training,
the Boy Board had been knocked woozy from the sheer force of his orgasm, and he
gladly took a rest.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
looked over to where her partner was finishing off the leg monster. Now that <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city> had cut it off from
its Energy source, the thing’s injuries and fatigue were catching up to it fast.
It attempted a clumsy whirlwind kick at Nemo, spinning to try and strike with
three of its legs at once, but already, its strength was faltering badly and the
lightning-laced woman casually dodged it. As it struggled to right itself, Nemo
moved in for the kill, lunging with blinding speed to slash her electric claws
deep into the creature’s limbs. Severing the major muscles tendons on its legs,
she rendered it helpless, its surprisingly miniscule amount of blood sizzling
off her claws.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>The torso flopped helplessly in the dirt, and once Nemo was
certain the thing wasn’t able to lash out at her, she pounced on top of it and
jammed her claws and tail blade deep into its spine. There was no telling if
the creature had a functioning brain or heart or other core organ to damage for
a true killing blow, so she just had to inflict the worst injuries she could,
until the Magic that suffused it completely burned itself out. Repeatedly
slashing and goring the thing for nearly a minute, electrifying and burning its
flesh with every blow, Nemo bled her own reserves dry trying to eviscerate the
thing. Finally, just as her electrical aura began to flicker, the thing gave
one final shudder, and began to evaporate. All the meat and bone and blood that
had once composed the creature turned into a red steam that wafted into the air
for several seconds before vanishing completely, as if the creature had never
existed at all.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo let out a huge sigh of relief, sagging down to her
knees as the electricity around her body flickered out. Even her hair seemed to
sag as the static force vanished. She got shakily to her feet and trudged over
to where the other three were.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
was just finishing up on Josh, who lay passed out beneath her. She slid off his
body, pulling out a cloth from her uniform pocket to wipe herself down with.
From another pocket, she pulled out a fresh pair of panties to wear, putting
her soaked pair in a small laundry pouch before sliding her pants back on.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Nemo</st1:place></st1:city>
dropped onto the ground next to Rodger. “Man, I am <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">gassed.</i> That thing really had me going there.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Couldn’t tell from where I was sitting,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>, brushing herself
off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Nemo</st1:place></st1:city>
grinned. “If you hadn’t bombed out its guts first, that thing might have
jack-hammered me across the forest. And not in the fun way!” She reached over
and poked Rodger’s soft cock. “Hey, wake up! I need a recharge!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The young man blushed, but obediently leaned back and spread
his legs. With a thought, Nemo coaxed his spent penis to rise for her. As huge
a load as he’d given <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>,
his Energy was at a pretty low ebb compared to before, but he’d been denied
long enough that one orgasm, no matter how strong, wasn’t going to fully tap
him. Nemo lay down between his legs, propped up on her elbows, and stroked him
until his cock was fully hard, ignoring the little whimper he made as his sore
organ protested being used again so soon! A glimmer of Magic pleasure, and
feeling her mouth take him in, quickly made the soreness fade, and Rodger was
breathing huskily as her expert oral skills started working him back up!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
kneeled down next to Josh and gently shook him by the shoulder. He blinked
awake, rubbing his eyes. He wiped his mouth, even though the creature’s fluids
had evaporated along with it. It was a good thing Sex Magic’s many healing
attributes relieved a person’s need to breathe while they were being teased, or
the amount of fluid the monster had been gushing might have drowned him!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Wh-what…” he moaned. “Wh-what the fuck… was that…?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“That was a Pandora,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>. She stood tall and looked over to
where she’d last seen her lantern. She spotted a glint of moonlight off the
glass. She floated it back over to her, glad to see it wasn’t broken. She
re-ignited a little fireball inside, illuminating the forest around them once
more.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">That</i> was…?” Josh
swallowed hard. “Fuck… I’d heard the rumors, but… I didn’t think they were <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i>!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Rare, but <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i>
real,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>.
“They don’t usually manifest directly inside a Queendom, though. I guess this
one was small enough, and clever enough, to slip through the main Barrier.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Behind them, Rodger let out a mew as Nemo sucked him to the
edge of orgasm, but she had already restored his Orgasm Block. As he edged in
her mouth, she shivered in a mini-climax of her own, little sparks of
electricity visibly crackling down her spine.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>Josh winced and looked down at his own cock, still throbbing
stiff. His organ, abused with excessive pressure inside and out, felt a weird
kind of sore. He vaguely recalled cumming his brains out, but if anything, the
blue ball pressure was stronger than before he first ran into the woods!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
gave him a sympathetic smile. “I got your body back under control, but I’m
afraid the creature built you back up quite a bit between each burst.” She
reached out and curled her thoughts around his organ, forming a set of Phantom
Hands to stroke him. Josh shivered and moaned, clutching at the ground,
overcome by the feeling of slick, expert fingers moving at the perfect rhythm
to trigger his sweet spots.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Please... no more! No more… teasing!” he whimpered,
writhing on the ground.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Shush,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
softly. Her Phantom Hands spend up, and the tortured young man let out a shout!
He braced himself to hit the cruel edge of a blocked release… and to his
astonishment, he started pumping cum high into the air!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Aah! Aah! AAH!” he mewed and thrashed as long, hot spurts
fired clear over his head, splattering into the grass as Alice milked him of
every excess drop. Unlike with the monster, who’d refilled his sperm as fast as
he released it, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
allowed him to have a true, fulfilling orgasm, letting his body drain his seed
as it naturally should!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She coaxed him to keep spurting past the natural male limit,
until she’d milked him completely dry. When the last shot left him, she finally
released her magic grip, leaving the boy swooning on the ground, letting him
pass out again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Behind her, Rodger suffered another sharp edging, even as he
watched the other young man enviously. Nemo’s mouth left Rodger’s cock with a
soft pop. “Hey, don’t get too jelly! Ya just had an early release yerself!
We’re gunna have to do some extra teasin’ this month ta build ya back up!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rodger whimpered as she took him back in her mouth and sucked
him fiercely, letting his Energy fill her body with mystical heat, electric
pleasure skittering down her back and into her core. She squealed against him
as, just from sucking him, she triggered a full orgasm for herself!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Alice let her finish her climax and gave her a couple
seconds to cool off, but when she saw the electric woman’s head start bobbing
for another build up, she cut in. “You’re charged up enough by now, surely. We
need to get back to headquarters.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nemo left her boy’s cock with a louder pop this time as she
sucked him as hard as she could for one last draw. His hips bucked off the
ground and he grunted as an electric jolt leapt off her tongue onto his tip,
and he nearly edged once more! With a sigh, the red-head got to her feet,
dusting herself off, and helped Rodger stand up by levitating him by his
erection until he could get his feet firmly beneath him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Alice</st1:place></st1:city>
floated up Josh’s body, and the four headed for her car. Once back at base,
she’d secure the would-be runaway, file her report, and settle in for a rest
before tackling the issue with the boy’s sister in the morning.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>================<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>AUTHOR’S NOTE</u>: Recently, I’ve been flirting with the
idea of doing something like an episodic adventure anthology set in the SMW,
where I could do a variety of things with a small cast, while allowing myself
to more indulge my action-adventure leanings. I started the above short with
the intent of it being chapter one of said possible anthology, but I’m not
fully sold on the details here even after some rewriting, so consider this a “pilot”
of sorts for the idea.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>That said, as always happens with my episodic plans, I
really have a hard time coming up with actual individual adventures for them to
go on, as I get bored very quickly with trying to write rote episodic adventure
plots (despite that probably being the foremost inspiration for 90% of my
creative ideas). My concept here is to do some action and lore focused episodes,
but also there would be some purely erotic shenanigans thrown in between, or
some general character moments. Sex would be a part of everything because it’s
the SMW, but not every episode would necessarily actually be “erotic” in tone,
though I would certainly try for a balance.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Aside from a Pandora encounter like above, there might be a
Cult-themed episode, but also a Bench-themed episode, an episode where the
Triad punishes some wicked girls overstepping their bounds, a clash with a Free
Roamer tribe, maybe a visit to a Metis-like school, etc.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The above chapter was based on the idea of a local civil
servant force (the Triad) dealing with various cases, but an alternative could
be a traveling adventure group visiting various Queendoms. That might open up a
lot more exploratory options, but could also end up coming off like an RPG
splat book about the setting disguised as story, and that could get tedious. So
I’m not sure.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>I suppose what I’m driving at is that if I pursued a story
like this (and as always, there is no promises that this will actually become
something), what sort of missions would you imagine they’d go on? What sort of “crimes”
could they fight, bounties they could hunt, sexy off-time shenanigans they
could get into? Are there weird things in the lore articles you’ve wondered
about but never actually seen in a story? A particular Queendom you’d like to
see? Feel free to drop some thoughts in the comments!</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-10649078236732211422022-06-07T19:37:00.003-07:002022-06-07T19:37:29.319-07:00World of Sensual Powers<div style="text-align: left;">This variation of the Sex Mage World still grants almost all
women sexual-based powers over men, but unlike the standard Sex Magic package,
most women gain very specific, discrete powers of sensual influence. All women
fall into one of three categories of powers: the Senses, the Espers, and the
Morphs.<span><a name='more'></a></span><o:p><br /><br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">THE SETTING<br /></span></b>The Sensual Powers first appeared in <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Brasilia</st1:city>, <st1:country-region w:st="on">Brazil</st1:country-region></st1:place>
in 1972. Unlike most manifestations of Sex Magic, the spread of this power was
slow, taking nearly a decade to fully encompass the world. Because of this,
most societies had more time to adjust to the changes, though the upheaval was
initially quite dire.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Despite an initial push by governments to harshly suppress
the existence of the then-named “Succubus Virus”, it seemed no matter how many effected
women were locked away or killed, new manifestations continued to emerge. When
the numbers grew too large to realistically “disappear” all the problem cases,
policies were put in place to mark women who demonstrated powers, either by way
of tattoos, a brand, or legally requiring an identifier patch on the clothing, such
as a scarlet letter. Of course, many women who didn’t have such powers were
accused of them and forced to wear a mark, while some willingly took the mark
as a symbol of solidarity or ironic rebellion.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>However, due to the timing, the Sensual Powers appeared in
the midst of the Second Wave of Feminism throughout the West. Women of
significant influence in the movement, in business, and in politics immediately
seized upon the emergence of the Sensual Powers as a supernatural sign that it
was women’s time to take over. As the Powers spread more and more, many women
used their abilities to secure greater positions of power and influence, and
took control of men above them. Once the majority of world governments fell
into empowered control, the harsh response to the Powers was quickly abolished.
By 1977, many wrongfully imprisoned women were freed, and the requiring of a
mark to signify one’s powers was rescinded.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Over the next decade, the Powers spread to every adult woman
on Earth, and it was clear that no government, economic, or religious
resistance to the idea was going to change that. By 1990, most countries had
shifted to being fully or majority female lead. Some countries maintained a
patriarchal leadership, mostly dynastic monarchies or dictatorships, and the
men in charge relied on female guards to protect them from rivals.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Despite the gifts women have, however, the Sensual Powers are
not as overtly domineering or all-purpose useful as standard Sex Magic. Even
the most powerful woman only really has intense influence over a small number
of men, and even under the best circumstances, a single woman could not stop a
truly dedicated man from simply killing her with a gun in the right
circumstances. For the most part, women are in charge in the grand scheme, but
in the day-to-day goings on of the average citizen, life functions more or less
as it used to before. The Sensual Powers do not eliminate the need for most
industries, or compensate for most natural dangers, or alleviate the need for
resources. People still have to work all the normal jobs, people still raise
families the normal way, people still need normal medical care, modern
religions still operate mostly as they used to (albeit they address the
existence of the Sensual Powers in different ways).<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Societies have naturally become more promiscuous throughout
the world, even in highly conservative nations where the most changes to
women’s position occur. Women feel more empowered to be bold and adventurous,
having less to fear from men. Open relationships and polyamorous relationships
increase. At the same time, there is a counter-culture that tries to go all the
harder into the more traditional monogamous lifestyle. In any case, while men
still get to be men in most aspects of their day to day life, practically
speaking, the woman is usually the one who takes full control of the family
finances, for obvious reasons.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>On the darker side of things, women’s domestic abuse of men
becomes increasingly overlooked as the decades go on on, and in some harsher
countries, men’s rights are gradually stripped away. Strictly speaking, it is
illegal for a woman to coerce a man to do things against his will, but at a
certain point, there is just no policing every single case. Considering the
number of Powers which utilize easy erotic hypnosis, it’s not difficult for
most men to be kept docile and compliant.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>By 2000, in some nations, men are basically fully dependent
on women if they don’t want to be homeless and destitute. However, with
repeated upswellings of men’s rights groups, some nations are managing to
resist going down that path, or are managing to claw back some of the rights
lost. The fact that women are themselves vulnerable to most other women’s
powers is a blessing and a curse. Those societies that prefer to be more
humane, the women can help police one another against bad actors. In more
ruthlessly controlling societies, particularly strong and well-connected women
can use networks of helpers to keep other women in check along with the men.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>On the <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Sex Mage
Multiverse’s Scale of Impact</b>, the World of Sensual Powers ranks at a <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Level Three</b>.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">CURSE OF TEMAEL<br /></b>The World of Sensual Powers is unfortunately deeply infected
by the Curse of the Dark God. The first Terror Zone manifests in 1980 within
the heart of the Amazon rainforest, another emerges in waters of the Pacific
Ocean a few months later, and another in the Antarctic a few weeks after that.
The Zones persist for years before anyone finds them, giving the Curse
substantial time to anchor itself deep into this Earth’s dimensional resonance.
Smaller Terror Zones appear around the world, at least a dozen each year, up
until 1996, when the original three are finally destroyed by a sustained
nuclear bombardment that drains most of the world’s atomic arsenal.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Despite finally eliminating the original anchors, the Curse
has set deep, and Terror Zones will continue to manifest for at least a
century, even if they are continuously destroyed as soon as possible. At
present, most nations have special military protocols and special strike squads
to deal with the threat. If there is any silver lining, it’s that the Sensual
Powers do not suffer the weakening effect that most forms of Sex Magic do while
within a Zone. Despite this, there is still a not-insubstantial chance that
this timeline will be lost, barring additional interference.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">THE POWERS<br /></span></b>The Sensual Powers are a system of highly specialized sexual
super powers. All powers are broadly placed under three different categories,
with multiple different types under each. An empowered woman will possess only one
of these special abilities. However, there are a handful of common abilities
every woman obtains as a baseline.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">BROAD COMMON ATTRIBUTES<br /></b>All women, regardless of their specialty or category, have
these abilities.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Age of Empowerment</b>
– The average minimum age of empowerment for women is 21, with a common range
of 19 to 23. Some rare few express their powers as early as 18, and equally
rare few as late as 25.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Empowerment Trigger</b>
– Once a woman’s empowerment age is reached, and the power is primed to
manifest, she will instinctively know, as her sex drive will see a dramatic
increase over the course of a few days. During this time, the Broad Common
Attributes will develop. However, she will not manifest her specific power
until she has sex. She can have sex with a man or a woman, but in either case,
she and her partner must achieve orgasm with each other’s help.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Random Power
Manifestation </b>– Despite numerous tests and studies, there seems to be no
discernable cause for what special ability a woman will obtain. Genetics,
personality, trigger partner, power exposure, initial transmitter, there seems
no reliable way to predetermine a woman’s gift. The closest thing to a common
factor would appear to be regional; certain parts of the world manifest a
higher rate of one power over the others, but this mostly seems to be a
coincidence of averages rather than any actual causal effect.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Power Spread</b> –
The Sensual Powers spread from woman to woman through repeated, or sustained,
intimate physical contact. Lesbian sex is guaranteed to transmit the power, but
repeated hugs or kisses over time have a chance to do so as well. While it is less
likely to occur, it is even possible for women to transmit the power just from
bumping into, brushing up against, or leaning against another woman; though the
odds of it spreading this way are low, highly crowded areas have a chance to
propagate the power just from the sheer number of times people might run into
one another. Buses and rail stations in densely populated cities were
determined to be a major early vector.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The power can also be spread indirectly through men. If a
man has sex with an empowered woman, then has sex with an unempowered woman
within a few days afterwards, the latter will also contract the power. Brothels
and street prostitutes quickly become another of the early major vectors.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Once a woman becomes empowered, the gift will gestate in her
body for several weeks before it activates. If she contracts the power before
her age of empowerment, it will remain dormant until she reaches that age, at
which point gestation begins. A woman will not start transmitting the power
herself until her own power activates.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Perfect Birth Control</b>
– As seems to be a standard with all manifestations of Sex Magic, a woman will
not get pregnant if she doesn’t want to. If she has sex with the intent to become
pregnant, she will have no trouble doing so.<br /><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p> <br /></o:p></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Sexual Rejuvenation</b>
– Having sex seems to promote healing, enabling injuries to repair faster, and
recovering from illnesses or poisons quicker. This also seems to toughen a person’s
body while engaged in sex. For the most part, this is a mild boost, leading to
perhaps a 15% increase in healing efficiency for most of the power.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>However, this power seems especially potent for the
reproductive organs, repairing any new damage or existing sexual conditions for
both men and women. For example, most STDs are eradicated during sex, erectile
dysfunction is cured, infertility is cured, etc. Men and women can have rough
sex for hours without injury, and extends their stamina during sex so they can
regularly go at it for hours at a time.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Arousal Detection</b>
– Women have a general sense of nearby men’s state of arousal, especially if
they are aroused by her. There is no sensation to this effect, and a woman
cannot really “tune in” to a specific man’s arousal. Rather, this comes as a
sort of intuition. An empowered woman can just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">tell</i> when a man is getting hot and bothered by looking at him, and
just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">knows</i> when she’s the one turning
him on. Even then, unless she is being very intently focused on by a man
nearby, she won’t be able to detect him if she doesn’t already know he is
there. He basically has to be staring at her while masturbating for a couple
minutes before she is likely to “notice” someone is watching her, and may still
not be able to pinpoint where the man is. This sense does not extend to other
women.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Pleasure Enhancement</b>
– Regardless of her special abilities, an empowered woman’s body becomes more
attuned to sex and sexual responses. Even if she had trouble feeling pleasure
or achieving orgasm previously, she will no longer have that trouble. As she
engages in sexual activity, her body becomes more sensitive to pleasure. Even
if she is the one giving pleasure, she will feel a sort of sensual feedback
that pleases her as well, to the point some women can achieve orgasm just from
sucking or stroking her partner.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Self-Sufficiency</b>
– Unlike standard Sex Magic, the Sensual Powers do not require Lust Energy to
function. Although Lust Energy of a sort would seem to account for some of the
effects of rejuvenation, toughness, and pleasure enhancement, this does not
seem to come from men. Rather, having sex causes the woman’s body to generate
these common effects independently of male participation. As such, whether her
partner is male or female, an empowered woman’s abilities are entirely self-sustained.
Sex in specific produces a stronger does of this energy, while masturbation
produces mild to no energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Control Power
Resistance</b> – By default, all women are completely immune to the control
powers of other woman of their specific power type, and highly resistant to
other women in their category. This only applies to the hypnotic powers of
Senses and the psychic powers of Espers. They are otherwise just as vulnerable
to other power types as men are. This does not stop women from enjoying the
pleasure enhancement effects of sex with each other, and some women who sleep
together regularly can attune their power to each other to affect one another
if they wish to.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Male Vulnerability</b>
– While a particularly willful man can put up some resistance to a woman’s
power, men have no real sustained defense against the Sensual Powers. Their
bodies cannot resist the hyper-arousal affects of the Senses, nor the psychic
invasion of the Espers, and in many cases can be physically overpowered by the
Morphs. What resistance a man can put up<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">THE SENSES<br /></span></b>The Senses are the most common Power manifestation,
accounting for nearly 40% of all known empowerments. Women who possess one of
these abilities has a gift that imbues extreme sexual arousal via one of the
five senses, as well as a degree of control over a person’s mind or body, be it
direct influence over the nervous system, or potent hypnotic suggestion. Men
can become attuned to a specific Sense’s particular hypnotic powers, making him
resistant to the suggestions of other Sense’s if they contradict their main
partner’s orders.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Touches</b> – Through
skin-to-skin contact, a Touch automatically induces arousal in another person.
She can modulate the intensity of this effect at will, including turning it
off, though by default it usually settles at a mild to moderate effect.
However, more impressively, a Touch also gains total control of a person’s
nervous system while contact is maintained. Through this, they are able to
inflict any number of tactile sensations all over the person’s body, and read their
body’s signals to know best how to stimulate them. They can also control a
person’s orgasm reflex, stalling a person’s ability to release. Touches claim
that the longer they suspend a person’s climax, the more pleasure they feel
from the feedback. Unlike the other Senses, however, they lose control the
instant they break contact with a person, and their effects don’t last like the
hypnotic suggestions of other Senses.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Touches are able to mostly override the resistance of other
Senses. However, the strength of their power is held in check by the
skin-to-skin limitation; even a piece of paper or cloth is enough to interrupt
the connection. Also, unlike the other Senses, a Touch’s powers strictly affect
the nervous system, and do not come with any hypnotic aspect.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Voices</b> – These
women use a trick called the Voice, where they speaking in a sultry tone that
psychically resonates in the minds and nerves of a person. Just hearing their Voice
induces intense arousal in a person, each syllable sending a psychic pulse through
their system. This effect also comes with a powerful hypnotic aspect. They can
put a person into a trance, can cause them to feel any sensation they describe,
can influence them to perform actions against their will, or induce
mind-melting pleasure just by humming with the Voice. They can even induce
hypnotic blocks on a person’s orgasm or ability to touch themselves that can
take days to wear off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Although a Voice’s effect cannot be transferred directly
through a recording, she can induce hypnotic suggestions in a person that will
trigger if they hear a recording. However, this cannot be used to entrance
someone else. A Voice’s power is also drastically weakened the farther away
from the source it is. A Voice may be able to carry her influence through a
small building’s PA system, but even then, the effect will be quickly blunted
depending on how much ground needs to be covered. Using a bullhorn in an open
parking lot, for example, won’t extend her power that much farther than just
yelling from a podium would.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Aromas</b> – Aromas
generate a sweet-smelling scent from their body, usually some form of flower
fragrance. The scent will partially entrance and hyper-arouse anyone who smells
it, with even just a single whiff being a hard shot of aphrodisiac. They can
control the density of the Aroma cloud however, from a subtle, invisible,
diluted form that is slow acting, or they can fumigate a whole room with a
dense cloud of Aroma mist that will immediately overwhelm a person. They can
also move their cloud at will, restricting it to a small area, or floating it
to specific spots. While under the influence of her Aroma, a person is somewhat
open to suggestion, mostly when it comes to sexual orders. While her
suggestions are not long lasting, usually fading once they have spent a little
time away from the cloud, an Aroma can sometimes induce hypnotic suggestions
that she can trigger with a whiff of her own scent (or something similar), but
a very strong-willed individual may be able to resist this if it’s only a
whiff.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Aromas are able to bottle their scent cloud for later use,
or for others to use. Early into the spread of the Powers, some Aromas would
even sell little vials of their scent as a marital aid. However, the potency of
the cloud fades after a time, and within a week, the power of the scent fades
completely. Nonetheless, some Aromas are known to set up little traps to spray
a person with their scent for security and pranking purposes, or just lending
vials to friends who don’t have their powers yet.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Visions</b> – A
Vision hyper-arouses and hypnotizes a person by showing them her naked body. They
can tease a person with glimpses of their exposed flesh, but a full-frontal
will completely entrance a person in seconds. The person becomes utterly
helpless before her. In most cases, despite how aroused they are, the person
gazing at them will not try to masturbate or have sex with her until she orders
it, and even their orgasm reflex will be suppressed. Strictly speaking, a
Vision’s power is more immediately powerful than a Voices, but not as long
lasting. A Vision’s influence will fade within minutes once she covers herself
back up.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Video or pictures of the Vision will not transfer her power,
unless it is a live feed in a nearby location. Similar to a Voice, she could
entrance a theater if she projects a live image of herself on the screen and
she in that theater, but putting her image up on a billboard in an open area
will lose effectiveness the farther away a person is. Moreover, if she
transfers a live feed over the internet, it won’t have any effect, only the
people viewing it are very nearby. However, she could induce hypnotic
suggestion in a person that will trigger at the sight of her photos.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Tastes</b> – Tastes
are the rarest of the Senses, and probably the most impractical. Their power
comes from the taste of their body’s liquids, having varying levels of arousing
and entrancing potency. Naturally, a person must taste her in order to be
effected. Her natural skin oils will act as a mild aphrodisiac with no real
hypnotic power. Her sweat and tears will be slightly stronger in arousal, and
have a mild hypnotic effect. Her spit will be stronger than that, intensely
arousing while making the person very suggestible. Her vaginal fluids will be
hyper-arousing and powerfully entrancing. Her most potent fluid, however, is
her milk. A Taste has the ability to produce milk whenever she wants, and any
person who drinks it is instantly entranced and hyper-aroused. A full mouthful
of her milk can leave a person in a sensual trance for hours or days, making
them extremely suggestible to anyone, though the Taste will have the strongest
influence by far. An entranced person will not even attempt masturbation or
sex, and their orgasm reflex will be blocked unless she commands them to cum.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The impracticality of a Taste’s ability is tempered by the
fact that her fluids can maintain potency for weeks, even diluted. Her milk and
spit can retain full potency, and freshness, for a month, before breaking down
over a few days. As such, Tastes can bottle their fluids for later use, or for
handing out to their friends, and can easily spike drinks or food of a person
who wouldn’t otherwise allow her near them. Some Tastes, if they feel
threatened, can attempt to spit into an attacker’s mouth, if they get the
chance.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A Taste’s power does extend to her blood and urine, though
the potency of those fluids is less than her saliva, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">unless</i> the person tasting it has a fetish for those fluids. Given
most people don’t have this fetish, her other fluids are much more potent, it
is the rare Taste who will resort to these measures.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">THE ESPERS<br /></span></b>The Espers account for approximately 30% of all known
empowerments. These powers are blatantly psionic in nature, and to be fully
effective, they require a woman to “attune” her power to a specific man or
woman by becoming the object of their erotic infatuation. This is achieved by
one of two methods: The first option is sex. For a woman, the Esper must make
her orgasm at least once, while for a man, she simply needs to let him inside
her once. The second option takes more time, but is no less effective; the
person must frequently masturbate while fantasizing about the Esper. As one
might expect, porn stars make for especially powerful Espers.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>All Espers have a stronger version of Arousal Detection,
able to sense when men and non-Esper women are aroused without even looking at
them, and being able to sense with pin-point accuracy their arousal even if
they are hidden nearby. Espers can also instantly detect when someone is
fantasizing about them, especially if they are masturbating or having sex while
doing it. The detection range, and the range of their powers, can extend as far
as ten miles on average, easily letting them reach people from across a city or
town.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Wet Dreams</b> – Wet
Dreams possess the power of lucid dreaming, meaning they can fully control the
conditions of any dream they are in. They can also enter the Dreams of any
person they are attuned to, though they must be asleep themselves to activate this
power; any Wet Dream can, however, induce a sleeping trance on themselves at
will, that they can instantly wake up from at will. They can only enter one
person’s dream at a time, but they have total control over that person’s dream.
A Wet Dream’s mere presence also induces strong arousal in their sleeping
target, but once she has entered their mind, she can keep them asleep for as
long as she stays in their mind.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Wet Dreams, as one might assume, can use their power to
enact fantastical erotic scenarios that are impossible to replicate in real
life. A Wet Dream can also create non-erotic scenarios, but the act of entering
another’s dream arouses them as well, leading things inevitably to sex. In the
simulated fantasy, the Wet Dream may as well be a Goddess, in total control of
the situation, able to create virtual roleplay scenarios that her target, in
their dream-state, will easily go along with.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Wet Dreams are also able to take this opportunity to
telepathically search a person’s subconscious, though this is not particularly
efficient. She must manually sift through a mire of jumbled memories and
finding out exactly what she wants can take a very long time. Nonetheless, this
gives them some capacity to act as spies and black mailers, in a way even the Senses
can’t really match. Because of this, Wet Dreams are still regarded with caution
in some societies, and are considered too great a security risk to allow
anywhere near men or women of particular influence. Nonetheless, some
particularly crafty porn stars have used their influence over powerful
customers to give themselves a wealthy lifestyle.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Phantom Lover</b> –
The Phantom Lover is able to use a form of astral projection, creating a
ghostly version of themselves that can travel several miles away from their
body. Invisible and intangible, this form is made of pure telekinetic force,
enabling her to move things with her mind while her ghostly form is otherwise
untouchable. This ghostly form also carries along her senses, enabling her to see,
hear, and feel whatever her form encounters, without causing any injury to her
physical body. Her telekinesis is limited to what her ghost body physically
touches and carries, but she can temporarily alter this form to create extra or
extended appendages. Most Phantom Lovers can lift about as much as the woman
can physically lift, but with concentrated willpower, she can increase that
strength.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Phantom Lover can affect any target they want in short
range (perhaps a quarter mile at best) without needing to attune to them, but
she can reach more distant targets that she is attuned to. Being in ghost form
naturally arouses the Phantom Lover, so whatever else she intends to do with
her power, she soon enough needs to satiate her urges, either having sex in her
ghost form, or returning to her body to handle herself.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Erokinetic</b> – A
rare Esper who possesses direct telekinetic control over a man’s penis and
testicles. She can move a man’s penis with a thought, as easily as moving her
own finger. She can likewise cause his nerves to feel sensations, control his
erections, and control his ability to orgasm. Likewise, an Erokinetic is able
to detect the sexual thoughts, the fantasies and memories of a man. All these
abilities also carry over to controlling other non-Esper women, controlling
their vaginas, as well as being able to manipulate their breasts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>An Erokinetic has an even more fine-tuned sensory power over
penises and vaginas than other Espers. Likewise, attunement for them is as easy
as simply touching the genitals of their target once, even through their
clothes. While using their power doesn’t actively arouse them, they can become
rather influenced by the lusts they sense from others if they don’t make a
point to shut out their erotic telepathy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">MORPHS<br /></span></b>Morphs account for approximately 30% of the Sensual Powers.
Their abilities are purely physical, enabling them to transform into
fantastical creatures or superhuman bodies, always with a sexual twist to them.
Morphs are still regarded warily in most countries, as their incredible
physical power can potentially make them dangerous: Morphs suffer from a sort
of “Sex Thirst” that must be satiated regularly, lest they temporarily lose
their sanity. The Sex Thirst builds slowly enough if they stay human that
having a quickie a week, or even masturbating thrice weekly, would normally
keep it at bay. If they resist sex entirely for a few weeks to a month,
however, they will snap, and automatically shift into their Morph form.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Morph form is where the largest risk comes from. The
longer a woman stays her in her Morph form, the hornier and hornier she gets,
until she reaches a sort of feral state, where she absolutely <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">must</i> fuck something, and nothing and no
one will stop her! A Morph is willing to injure herself to get to a potential
partner, and isn’t above injuring a person in order to fuck them. Although a
Morph can normally change back to her human form at any time, once she hits the
feral state, she loses all reason and “forgets” how to change back. Only by
having several orgasms to slake her superhuman lusts does she regain enough
control to change back to normal. However, it’s worth noting that even if she
does change back before going feral, her human form will be just as horny as
her Morph form.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Even for a freshly satiated woman, the moment she shifts
into her Morph, the Sex Thirst build up accelerates drastically. An already
horny woman may have less than an hour before the Thirst overwhelms them, and
if she delayed sex long enough to automatically shift into Morph, she will
already be feral. Even a well-satisfied woman is unlikely to hold out for more
than six hours, unless she is specially trained for extreme self-discipline.
Even the most steadfast woman, however, isn’t going to last more than twelve
hours without losing her mind.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Attempts have been made to utilize Morphs in various
military capacities, but even the most powerful Morph doesn’t do too well
against modern day military weapons. However, Morphs do shine in Terror Zone
Suppression Squads, where their raw physical might can help them survive
against the monsters. Ironically, the terror effect of Zone still works to
suppress their sex drives, extending their ability to stay in Morph before
going feral.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Giantess</b> – A
Giantess can increase her size, anywhere from twenty to fifty feet tall
depending on the woman. Most women only have one set size they can reach, but a
very rare few can modify their size within a rage. This comes with a
proportional increase in durability, strength, and stamina to handle the mass
increase; the bigger the Giantess, the more powerful she is. Giantesses are the
most dangerous Morph to go feral, but their sheer power makes them a boon in
various combat or industrial situations.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Pixie</b> – A Pixie
can take the form of a pixie, shrinking down to tiny size and gaining a set of
insect like wings with which to fly. Pixies will usually be anywhere from six
to eight inches tall, but rare outliers have been found to be as large as
twelve inches or as small as three inches. In this form, she is much tougher
than her size would indicate, and she has great stamina for fast and
long-distance flight. The wing styles vary per woman, with a wide array of
manifestations, usually dragonfly or butterfly types. If the wings are injured
in this form, they will reform fully intact upon the next transformation.
Pixies in their Morph form also possess a mild aphrodisiac in their saliva,
albeit the potency and the small size of any given dose they can manage barely
equates to that of a Taste’s sweat.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Beasts</b> – Beasts
take on an overtly animalistic look, although they maintain a mostly human
figure and facial features. In their Morph, they adapt bestial ears, tails,
fangs, claws, and eyes. They may also manifest patches of fur, scales, or
feathers, or adapt bestial markings across their bodies like tattoos. A rare
few Beasts have been known to create mild venoms or shift their skin color at
will. With this comes enhanced strength, speed, agility, toughness, and senses.
While any given Beast is measurably stronger than most men, they still pale in
comparison to Amazons or Giantesses.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Many Beasts take on recognizable animal attributes, but in
truth, very few immediately correlate to an extant animal species. Beasts may
appear “cat like” or “wolf like” or “snake like”, but the combinations of
features have been known to be chimerical, such as cat ears with a lizard’s
tail. Likewise, fur, scale, and feather types can be any color of the rainbow,
in any pattern, so a woman may have features that give her a purple tiger motif,
for example. Each woman’s Beast appearance is hence unique, or at least very
distinct, to themselves, with similar manifestations being coincidence.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Amazon</b> – Amazons
transform into physically robust strong women. They can gain between 10-20% in
height, gain noticeable muscle mass, and an overall toned and fit physique. In
this state, they have superhuman strength enabling them to lift at least 2 to 4
tons of weight, speed sufficient to dodge a bullet from several yards away, and
durability sufficient to survive a short-range blast from a hand-grenade, as
well as enhanced balance and agility. Only Giantesses are more physically
powerful, and only Beasts might be more agile, but with their speed, an Amazon
is a match for several Beasts or a Giantess on her own.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Slimes</b> – Slimes
are able to melt their bodies into a living liquid form. Generally, a Slime
will become a viscous translucent fluid of any given color, but some variations
become closer in consistency to water or putty. A rare few can alter their viscosity.
An equally rare few can make their slime slightly acidic, although this
corrosive effect seems to spare organic materials such as flesh or leather
while being able to eat through metal or textiles. A couple are known to have a
very mild aphrodisiac affect if tasted, similar in potency to a Taste’s skin
oils.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Futanari</b> – Futanari,
or Futas, are the least remarkable of the Morphs, and, somewhat ironically, are
the most resistant to going feral by a considerable margin; a Futa can go at
least two or three months without sex before the Thirst becomes truly difficult
to ignore, and they can maintain their morph for three or four days without
needing sex. As the name implies, a Futa is able to generate a phallus, with
their clitoris growing into a penile shape. While most phalluses maintain the
shape of a human male’s penis, some have more elaborate configurations.
Contrary to popular belief, most Futas have a penis of average size, with only
a rare few having notably larger ones; even in these cases, they are within realistic
human proportions. A Futa does not gain any enhanced physical powers, though it
is noteworthy that their phalluses do not tend to ejaculate, and have no real
refractory period, enabling a Futa to experience multiple orgasms and keep
going.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">ANOMALIES<br /></span></b>As is often the case with Sex Magic, the Sensual Powers have
their own forms of Glitches and Exceptions. Approximately .01% of women are
categorized as Anomalies.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Gestalt</b> – A
gestalt is an extremely rare woman who manifests multiple Powers. Even in these
known cases, the powers displayed are of the same Category, and can only be
used one at a time. Several women have a two or three combination of all the
Sense powers, several have both Wet Dream and Phantom Lover abilities, while
others could Morph into two or three different forms. Morphs notably have the
highest number of Gestalts, followed by Senses, then Espers. There are legends
of women who could use powers from all three categories at once, but this has
never been proven. (A rumored case of a milk-like Slime/Taste hybrid turned out
to simply a Slime with an unusually potent aphrodisiac effect, who could create
extra slime fluid from her breasts to bottle for later use.)<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Freaks</b> –
Extremely rare women whose powers operate in deviant ways. Examples include a
woman who didn’t Morph, but could produce a copious amount of vaginal slime
that she could then possess and send forth like a Slime version of a Phantom
Lover. An Aroma that could actually transform into a living pheromone cloud. An
Erokinetic that could take total control of a person’s whole body. A Wet Dream
that could control dreams without having to go into a trance. A Phantom Lover
who similarly did not need to go into a trance, essentially giving that woman
active telekinesis while awake. A woman who could turn into a swarm of dozens
of Pixies that all shared a hive mind. A Futanari that could detach her penis
and telekinetically fly it around.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Powerless</b> – Some
women simply never manifest any powers at all. The vast majority of Anomalies
fall into this category.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Male Empowered</b> – A
tiny percentage of men around the world have demonstrated very weak
manifestations of Sense Powers, and at least three recorded instances of Beast
men have been verified. Their powers are substantially weaker than those of
women, and they lack the natural immunity or resistance to other women’s
powers, even if they have the same type. Regardless, that they have manifested
any powers at all is a very notable exception among the Sex Mage Worlds.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Intersex Empowered</b>
– Normally, intersex persons are likewise unable to get powers, but a handful
have manifested abilities.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Pain Maker</b> –
Instead of creating enhanced pleasure effects and hyper-arousal, a rare few
women find their powers instead cause pain and fear in others, though they
themselves still experience pleasure effects. Such women are considered to be
cursed, and often ostracized, though they might find some companionship in
those who are natural masochists. It is worth noting that all such women were
in close proximity to, or were trapped within, Terror Zones during the period
in which their powers were gestating.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Eydolanni Visitants</b>
– In this timeline, the Eydolanni are the first alien species to make contact
with Earth, arriving in 2001. These golden-skinned, psychically-empowered
humanoids have parked one of their motherships in orbit, hidden from Earth’s sensor
technology. They have sent the occasional scouting party to observe humanity up
close and debate whether they are worthy to join the Spacefaring Civilizations.
Given the nature of the Sensual Powers, only female Eydolanni have been sent,
using their natural gifts of psychic influence and advanced cosmetic
technologies to blend in with the population. Some Eydolanni women have even
adapted by taking in human male lovers and entrancing them into their service.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>In the unlikely event that an Eydolanni is discovered, she
will usually be able to use her superior psychic powers to memory-wipe her
discoverers, though Espers have proven stubbornly resistant to their influence.
For now, the handful of humans aware of their existence are keeping it a
secret, either through psionic persuasion or in rare cases under threats of
violence and abduction. For now, rumors of “golden skinned women” are dismissed
as another rare Anomalous manifestation, either a Beast or Esper of some sort.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>However, the Eydolanni may not stay hidden for long. As
Terror Zones continue to manifest across the planet, they may opt to lend their
superior technology to the effort to suppress them, covertly as possible.
Failing this, though humanity was supposed to remain quarantined for at least a
decade during observation, the Eydolanni may be forced to initiate planetary
evacuation to save the species if they determine humanity is worth saving. As
in the rest of the Sex Mage Multiverse, Earth has become the initial entry
point of Temael’s power in this timeline, and thus the cosmic threat of the
Dark God is only now being introduced to the greater galactic community.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-71720613007613645362022-05-11T18:48:00.004-07:002022-05-11T18:48:34.224-07:00Sex Mage World: Rough Rides and Wild Rides!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFg2jVzeB9878-CfbN65WloGjKSwgSfLPUMUbB5VEILr7MF8b05isRayOTkWW8WSNqhtWMunGXCSU6eWrXyoJ7JCym1PdyyssCbCZ510VxBeoSumYVZXW6te2F0-G3dXvSYMewg0-EDugDnl71owFof7tQxjNIYrXqKCkol1wmVSfjYVIDtSxxHf2x/s2250/SMWRoughRides.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFg2jVzeB9878-CfbN65WloGjKSwgSfLPUMUbB5VEILr7MF8b05isRayOTkWW8WSNqhtWMunGXCSU6eWrXyoJ7JCym1PdyyssCbCZ510VxBeoSumYVZXW6te2F0-G3dXvSYMewg0-EDugDnl71owFof7tQxjNIYrXqKCkol1wmVSfjYVIDtSxxHf2x/s320/SMWRoughRides.png" width="201" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBqkHj1m436H7XSYDUNzK56yWLYgEtVSkvnOyTUFzAQu1OfyecIQq7KL1tn187GUwKe8vIi9F42hiB6GemlPN9bXa95iujqNnB8cxmX2DrohEIw-sp71p3XWIqqE6EjXrLCtgJJBc0muWrKdRpPEkD6odqmh6pNQB6OePjxQ-4bA29wVe_hvrwLzBW/s2250/SMWWildRides.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBqkHj1m436H7XSYDUNzK56yWLYgEtVSkvnOyTUFzAQu1OfyecIQq7KL1tn187GUwKe8vIi9F42hiB6GemlPN9bXa95iujqNnB8cxmX2DrohEIw-sp71p3XWIqqE6EjXrLCtgJJBc0muWrKdRpPEkD6odqmh6pNQB6OePjxQ-4bA29wVe_hvrwLzBW/s320/SMWWildRides.png" width="201" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p>Two more ebook collections for your consideration! These books bundle together more of my larger stories from over the years, from my most recent to some of my earliest! As always, an extra pass for editing was applied, but otherwise, the material here is still all free on this blog. Once again, if you've enjoyed my work and wish to support me, please consider purchasing a copy!</p><p><b>Rough Rides</b> collects the stories <i>Punishment Party</i>, <i>Sally Goes Sadistic</i>, <i>Sandy and the Boy Next Door</i>, and <i>A Simple Job</i>. It can be downloaded here: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146789">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146789</a></p><p><b>Wild Rides</b> collects the stories <i>The Lemurian</i>, <i>Racing Hearts</i>, <i>Stan's Strange Encounter</i>, <i>Sucking Her</i>, <i>Escape the Dark</i> (formerly "Flee the Terror Zone"), and <i>The Folder</i>. It can be downloaded here: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146791">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146791</a></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-447432189633000222022-05-09T06:22:00.007-07:002022-05-09T06:22:42.146-07:00Sex Mage World: Quickies! 2<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiTmAToJ17VQElDWIW9P4oSJygEzhWMTtx9W_fbCmT3c0aF0ZZ2ALB6u4rikW82u0oN6uv7x0Ed7TvFF1IwwJsMktJUSImmpst8uZvex7_TJXiJhPT5yN_oy45WtzBUEU_E5e2o2OVAFx2hAWyby6hBpky8cuvGatz8okPJNUgflwkNMtxfKyy3arC/s2250/SMWQuickies2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiTmAToJ17VQElDWIW9P4oSJygEzhWMTtx9W_fbCmT3c0aF0ZZ2ALB6u4rikW82u0oN6uv7x0Ed7TvFF1IwwJsMktJUSImmpst8uZvex7_TJXiJhPT5yN_oy45WtzBUEU_E5e2o2OVAFx2hAWyby6hBpky8cuvGatz8okPJNUgflwkNMtxfKyy3arC/s320/SMWQuickies2.png" width="201" /></a></div><p></p><p>A new collection of my short scenes and mini-stories! Over twenty more pieces collected from across the years, mostly shorts and flash fics written since publishing <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/606283">the original Quickies!</a> collection, as well as few older ones that didn't get included in that one.</p><p>As with the first book, all of the material here is already free on this blog, albeit the ebook editions have been given an extra round of editing. As always, if you enjoy my work and wish to support me, please consider purchasing a copy!</p><p>You can acquire the book here at my Smashwords page: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146267">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1146267</a></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-4511528792772604822022-05-03T19:10:00.004-07:002022-05-03T19:10:26.669-07:00A Simple Job<div style="text-align: left;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">ONE<br /></b>“But I don’t want to be a Test Boy!” nineteen-year-old Dylan
couldn’t keep the whine out of his voice as he gave his step-mother a helpless
look.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet just rolled her eyes at her step-son. “And exactly
what else do you plan on doing with your summer, hmmm? You’re nineteen. You
should at least <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">try</i> to find some
seasonal work, even if it’s volunteer.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No one’s hiring around here!” said Dylan. “All the stores
are staffed up with older guys, so they aren’t even hiring for the summer. I
can’t do delivery jobs, since it’s still too dangerous for guys to drive if
they don’t have Shielded cars. And I don’t have a car anyway! And there’s
already enough guys doing yard work.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The tall, curvy blonde gave him a bemused smirk. “And no one’s
letting you near a lawn mower since you ran yours into Mrs. Gladly’s pool.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I was being Teased!” Dylan whined.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>God, he still sounded like such a bratty child. “You’re
always going to get Teased. It’s what happens to boys.”<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So how is a guy supposed to do <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">anything</i> in this town?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“By both being able to handle the occasional tease, or
finding a way to make getting teased a useful asset!” Janet slapped the table,
specifically the flyer she had set down in front of her step-son. “Listen.
Two-hundred dollars a week to just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sit there
on your ass</i> and let some girls play with you. It’s only for the summer.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan swallowed hard and looked tentatively at the paper.
Despite his protests, Janet could sense his cock start to swell in his shorts. The
reedy, short young man shifted a bit, but the truth was, his cock didn’t have
too far to stretch.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“B-but, Test Boys, they don’t get to… um…” he blushed again,
and his cock rose higher as he was unable to stop himself from reacting the
thoughts of hot young women using his penis. The poor boy, admittedly, didn’t
get much female attention outside of Sex Magic pranks, and the occasional
mocking comments.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Orgasm,” said Janet plainly. “You won’t get to orgasm while
you are being a Test Boy.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>His frustration at the unfairness of it all managed to cut
through his teenaged lusts for a moment. His cock managed to stop rising,
holding at a half-chub as he looked back at her with a pouty expression. “But
it’s already been three weeks! And I have another week until Mrs. Gladly’s
Block is lifted!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet shrugged. “Test Boys are better when they’re blue
balled anyway, so you’re a shoe-in for the position.” She tapped the sheet of
paper. “Besides, if you would actually <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">read</i>
the flyer, you’ll see it’s for that girl you used to frantically jerk off to.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s eyes widened, and he did, finally, read the details.
“Mrs. Amy Dorris needs at least one pent up young man for my daughter, Naomi,
and her two friends to practice their Magic on. Will pay $200 a week! This will
last until Naomi returns to college at the end of August. Please e-mail, text,
or call if interested.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He swallowed hard again, and this time, his cock shot
straight to full mast! Imagining the redhead whose Instagram pics he’d been
cranking it to for the last year, playing with his cock! It was unreal!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet smirked again, sensing the strength of his erection
with her powers, and seeing the boy’s mind clash between the animal desire to
get with the girl of his dreams, and the harrowing knowledge said girl, and her
friends, would be putting him through blue ball hell for the next three months!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She let him wrestle with the idea for a minute. Finally, his
hand shaking a little, he said, “I can’t do it. I won’t be able to take it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet rolled her eyes. “You’re lucky that No Touch Spell has
been on you the past few weeks, because if it wasn’t, I guarantee she’d have
sensed you jacking it to her pics, and been doing stuff to you already.” Dylan
opened his mouth to protest, but she cut him off, holding up a finger. “Speaking
of which, even if you don’t take this job, that Spell is staying on the rest of
the summer.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“What?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“We’ve been living together long enough now, I can sense
every single time you touch yourself, even from across town! I let it slide for
your father’s sake last summer, but I am <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i>
going to put up with it anymore. Honestly, you run to your room to play with
yourself practically every time I leave the house!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Janet! That’s not fair!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She crossed her arms and gave the young man a stern
expression. “What’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not fair </i>is
having to baby a young man into his mid-twenties! I know it’s tough for you
boys out there, but you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">have</i> to find
a way to make a living in this world, even if it amounts to odd jobs and being
a temporary Tease Bitch!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She pointed at him and Dylan winced. “I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">mean</i> it. No touching yourself for the whole rest of the summer! If
you want to get off after Gladly’s Block goes away, you’re going to have to
convince a girl to help you.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s face turned even more red, and his cock started to
wilt at his shame. “You <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">know</i> they won’t!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Then what’s the harm in taking this job?” Janet tapped the
paper again. “Hmm? You aren’t touching and you aren’t cumming, so you may as
well make some money off it.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan hesitantly looked at the flyer again, his thoughts
churning. His cock had paused at a half-erection again as his bitterness at the
situation didn’t let him get <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too</i>
excited at the idea of his favorite Insta Model playing with it, though the
thought also didn’t let him sober up entirely. He didn’t want to do it, but…
but part of him knew this was his <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">only</i>
chance, in any way, to be with a girl that hot! God, what a fucking choice…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet watched his thoughts play out, and after waiting
another few moments, decided to speed things along. With a tiny, imperceptible
thread of her Magic, she coaxed his erection to slowly rise to full mast again,
as he played the scenario in his mind. Truthfully, she probably hadn’t needed
to, but she had shit to do today, and didn’t feel like watching her step-son’s
mental see-sawing for the next hour until he finally cracked.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>God, he didn’t want to spend the whole summer getting tease
tortured! But… but if it was Naomi-<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fucking</i>-Dorris!
He was hard as a rock just thinking about it, regardless of what it meant! Even
with his penis throbbing in his shorts, he was still afraid to say it, until
Janet sighed, rolled her eyes, and said, “For fuck’s sake, Dylan, listen to
your cock, and take the job!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked up at her and steeled himself. “If I do this, I
want to be Block free and allowed to touch for at least the next month! No
matter what!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet’s eyebrow twitched. This fucking brat, trying to
negotiate terms! “Dylan, if I am feeling <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">extremely</i>
magnanimous by summer’s end, I will give you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">one day </i>to let you jerk it all out of your system. But if I hear <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">one more</i> complaint in the next three
months, I will Block you until Christmas!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan went pale as the flyer on the table as the blood
drained from his face. Despite his pang of fear, all that freed up blood seemed
to have no where better to go than to rush right to his cock! He almost
protested, but when he opened his mouth, all he said was a soft, “Okay.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Good,” said Janet. She pulled out her phone and dialed the
number. As the phone rang thrice, Dylan’s face slowly turned red again as he
realized he was now locked in. He was going to be the Tease Bitch of the
hottest girl in town, and she was going to see exactly why none of the other
women would help him get so much as a pity cum!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet slipped a little Prop Spell on his cock, making sure
he’d stay rock hard no matter how much dread he felt over the idea. She made a
little bemused smile as she watched him fidget. Then, the call picked up.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hello? Mrs. Dorris? This is Janet Glaston. Yes, Todd’s
wife. His third, if you can believe it. Haha, I know, right? Poor guy still
gets random revenge spells in the middle of the night, and his last ex still
gives him some special teasing for his birthday. Well, you know how it is.
Uh-huh.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s blush grew, wincing as he had to hear about what his
father went through. How he managed to keep his company job, Dylan really didn’t
want to know.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So, I’m calling because of that add you posted on the
Facebook group. I was wondering if you still needed a boy? Oh, good. Haha,
really? I guess every <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">other</i> young man
has managed to find some real work.” She glanced at Dylan, who refused to look
her in the eye.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I see, I see. Uh-huh. Yes, my step-son, Dylan. Yes, with
the lawnmower. Poor kid’s never living that one down!” Dylan could hear the
other woman laugh through the phone, joining his step-mother’s own laugh, his
cock only seemed to throb harder at their amusement! “Oh, no, he doesn’t have
anything else lined up, and he’s plenty pent up. Uh-huh. So when would you like
him to start? Yes, today would be fine. He’s got no where else to be.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan jumped in his seat and snapped his gaze up at her in
surprise. Janet just ignored him. “Mmhmm… oh, about three weeks. Not <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too</i> much, no. Yeah, that makes sense.”
She reached a hand out and gripped the air as though she were gripping a cock.
Dylan jumped again as he felt her fingers wrap around his organ! She made a
flick of her wrist, then dropped her hand, but Dylan felt the impressions of
invisible fingers, slick with lube, start jacking him off! He squirmed in his
seat as the little tent in his shorts flexed!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Alright, I’ll bring him over around four then,” she said,
then let out a chuckle. “Happy to be of service! Bye!” Closing the call, she
let out a satisfied little huff, and smiled at her step-son. “Well, that’s
that! Congrats on getting work!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Janet!” Dylan whined, voice deepening a bit as the Phantom
Hand worked him with expert skill. “Wh-what are you doing?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She wants you primed up high when you show up,” she said. “The
stronger your signals, the easier it will be for the girls to focus their
powers on you. Naomi <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">just</i> got her
powers a few days ago, and her friends within the week before that, so they’re
all pretty raw.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“C-come on!” Dylan huffed. “I’m three weeks pent up! Isn’t
that enough?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Probably,” said Janet. She gripped the air again,
horizontally this time, and brought the open grip towards her face. She opened
her mouth into an “o” and made a cock-sucking motion for a second, and Dylan
let out a gasp as he felt a warm, sensual Phantom Mouth imbibe his cock! She
wriggled her tongue, and he felt a Phantom One lick him, independent of the
sucking mouth, tracing his most sensitive penile nerve line, then dragging
sensually around the head, then repeating in a loop.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Janeeet! St-stooop!” She dropped her hand again, but the
sensations continued, and she couldn’t help but smile a bit wickedly as she
watched her step-son writhe helplessly under her power. His Lust Energy beamed
right to her, filling her with pleasant, happy warmth, even as her sensual
spells served to torment him with pleasures he would assuredly have been denied
him in a world without the Magic. But this pleasure was not the merciful gift
it should have been as, within another few seconds, his sensitive organ raced
to a peak of pleasure and he tried to cum! Only for the cruel Orgasm Block to
deny him any and all relief! He grunted and mewed and kicked, gripping the
sides of his chair tightly as he fought in vein to cum, but the unstoppable
female Magic kept his seed contained, his orgasmic spasms easing no penile
tension at all!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>After nearly twenty seconds of fruitless bucking, his body
had to stop trying, but he still hovered near that edge, and the stimulation
never ceased. He had only about ten seconds before his body tried again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He tried to sputter between edgings. “Aaaah! J-J-Janet!
F-four o’clock is… s-six hours… from now!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’ll give you a ten minute break at the end of each hour,”
she said as she stood up and stretched in a way that perfectly accentuated her
curves right in front of him. “Meanwhile, I have some work to get done. So, go
to your room and settle in.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan, knowing there was nothing he could do about it,
shuddered through another edge, then got up and staggered off to his room. He
stripped off his clothes, letting his cock swing free to give it the slightest
bit of pressure relief he could, but it seemed to only make his cock surge
harder! All he could do was throw himself on the bed and writhe and whimper as
his step-mother’s Spells torment him. And the worst part was, he knew this was
just an appetizer for what the rest of the summer would be like!<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">TWO<br /></b>Janet had decided to be nice enough to give Dylan a
half-hour break between edgings and driving him to the Dorris’ homes. She
regretted it as soon as she told him to get out of bed, and get into the car,
sans clothes.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“What?! No!” Dylan immediately tried to grab for his shorts
and shirt.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet, standing in his doorway with her arms crossed, sighed
and made an upward flick of her hand. Dylan felt an invisible force raise him
into the air, an invisible hand pulling him by as his cock as his body felt
suddenly weightless. “You won’t be needing them. Now let’s go.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“But why do I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">have</i>
to be naked?” he protested, wriggling in the air as she floated him behind her
like a living balloon.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She rolled her eyes. “They will be playing with your body
for hours. Why would a Test Boy need clothes while he’s being teased?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Because—! Because—!” Dylan’s eyes were a little wild, and
he almost grabbed for the corner of the wall. A harsh glare from Janet, and a
hard, painful spike of extra tension to his cock made him re-think that
strategy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Dylan. They can <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sense</i>
what you look like. Even if they couldn’t, they could <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">see</i> it from the tent in your shorts, if you were wearing them.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan flushed crimson and hung his head in shame, which of
course, only served as a full frontal reminder of the cause, as his penis was
pointing upwards at full attention! His achingly hard, very sensitive,
three-inch penis. Not only was he the shortest man in town, he had the smallest
dick by far. It was no mystery why his own hand had been his only means of
relief!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet floated him all the way to the car, where she dropped
him down in his seat before getting behind the wheel. Her floating power
released him, and he felt his weight settle into the cushion, but her Phantom
Hand maintained its grip on his cock. Not stroking him, just holding it, and
keeping him so hard it almost hurt!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The tall, curvy blond wasted no time, taking the shortest
route; Naomi Dorris lived closer to the town’s outskirts, her parents owning a
rather large plot of land from absorbing two other disused properties into
theirs. The whole area was even walled off by a fancy stonework patrician. To
the left of the house, a double row of young apple trees appeared recently
planted, while the extra space on the right seemed solely dedicated to the
previous owner’s pool.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan had seen parts of the property in Naomi’s photos, but
hadn’t realized how large the estate actually was! While his own family was
well enough off, it only further emphasized his relative smallness to the girl
he’d been yearning to touch all this time.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy Dorris was coming out to greet them before Janet had
even parked, no doubt sensing his cock’s high-pitched psychic ringing as it
approached from miles off! The tall, fit, redheaded woman greeted Janet with a
big grin as she got out of the car. Dylan gulped and hesitated, almost trying
to shrink down into his seat. But Janet didn’t give him even a moment, coming
around and yanking the car door open, and using her Phantom Hand to yank him
out of the car by his cock. Dylan yelped and stumbled outwards, and Janet
caught him with another Float Spell before he could fall on his face, setting
him on his feet in front of his new employer.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Goodness!” chuckled Amy, giving the short, skinny boy a
once over. Her gaze settled on his tiny, painfully hard pecker. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">So</i> much tension in such a, uh, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">delicate</i> body! You poor thing!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan went beet red with shame, but his cock continued to
throb despite the humiliation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I may have primed him up a bit higher than necessary,”
Janet admitted.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It happens!” said Amy with a laugh. “Guys’ Energy just
feels so good, it’s easy to forget to set a timer! Of course, a boy with his,
ah, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">stature</i>, tends to be easier to
wind up!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“He might not be a big boy, but he <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">is</i> an adult,” said Janet, smirking. “You don’t have to sugar coat
it.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy grinned. “Sometimes it’s more fun to use innuendo!” She
clapped her hands together. “ Anyway! Let’s lay out the terms!” She looked to
Dylan. “I’m not going to hold you to exact hours, but I expect you to be ready
to serve in the late afternoon, going into the evening. So around four o’clock
would be ideal. If the girls decide to give you a breather, you are welcome to
help yourself to what’s in the kitchen, or use the television. I have also set
up a room for you to stay in.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s eyes went wide. “Wait, so I’ll be staying here?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet also cocked a curious eyebrow at her, but Amy waved
him off. “Oh, you won’t be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">living</i> here,
no. Not that your mother would probably mind, I’m sure.” She grinned at Janet,
who returned a bemused smirk. “But these Tease Sessions can go on a while once
the girls get into it, and might not end until late at night. I wouldn’t dream
of sending you off at 3 am with those poor balls so blue! Who knows what sort
of ladies of the night you might get into trouble with?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The two women laughed and shared a wink while Dylan wasn’t
looking.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So on those nights, you can sleep over. However, the girls
all have things to do during the day anyway, so if practice wraps up before bed
time, I’ll send you back home.” She glanced to Janet. “Unless your mother might
like a weekend alone with your father, I don’t mind putting you up.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’ll let you know,” said Janet, sharing a knowing look with
the other woman.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Either way, even on your off-time, I can’t promise the
girls won’t give you a little long-range zap throughout the day if they need to
bleed off a little power tension.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“H-how many days will I need to come over?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“The first two weeks, I want you here every day. Third week
I will give you a day off, and depending on the progress, I’ll give you a
second day off by week four or five.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan looked at her with dread. “E-every day?!” He looked in
a panic towards his step-mother. “I-I won’t make it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Tell you what,” said Amy. “I’ll raise it to $300 a week for
the first month.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan kept looking helplessly at Janet, who returned a flat
look. “Dylan, most Test Boys don’t get paid <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">at
all</i>.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“B-but—!” Dylan cringed as his cock <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">surged</i> between his legs, quivering with the excess tension as Janet
psychically pushed his erection to its absolute limits!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy sighed in a little show of sympathy. “Fine, fine. Seven
days this week I must insist on, then I’ll give you two days off for the
following weeks. Will that suffice?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan glanced between the two women, feeling like he was
going to pass out from every possible drop of blood cramming itself into his
cock! Finally, he swallowed hard, and stuttered out an. “O-okay.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She’s being <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">awfully</i>
accommodating, Dylan, I think she deserves a little better than an okay,”
chided Janet.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Th-thank you, Mrs. Dorris!” he squeaked. Only then Janet
take slackened her power, and his cock returned to being only unbearably stiff.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Don’t mention it!” said Amy. “I can see your mother is
giving me my money’s worth!” The two women laughed. “Speaking of, send me your
Paypal, I’ll wire you the money there.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan looked at them helplessly. “Wait, I don’t get the
money?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet rolled her eyes as she pulled out her phone. “I will
transfer it into your account, don’t worry. You know boys’ money has to go
through a female guardian.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Once the transaction was set up, Janet smiled down at her
step-son, and ruffled his hair teasingly. “Don’t worry, Dylan, they aren’t
going to kill you. Just consider this a way to train up your own toughness.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan could only blush in embarrassment, causing both women
to laugh again. “Alright, well, text me when he’s ready,” said Janet. “Or if
he’s staying over.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Will do!” said Amy. “Thanks again!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan felt his dread rise as his step-mother drove off. Not
that there had been any real chance she would have called this job off, but now
it was a official. He’d been committed to being some teen girl’s tease and
denial guinea pig!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Come along, Dylan, I’ll show you around a bit. Naomi should
be here soon, but no need to dawdle in the yard!” She turned, and Dylan felt a
psychic thread loop around the base of his balls, giving him a firm tug. The
tug repeated with every step, pulling him forward, forcing him to keep up with
the tall woman’s long strides. As he stumbled behind her, Amy lead him through
a quick tour of her house’s first floor.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Every room was very nicely furnished, with expensive décor
adding to the upper-class ambiance. Dylan felt even more put in his place, the
difference in class very stark. He half-expected a maid or butler to appear,
but it didn’t seem like they had any other servants at hand. Dylan couldn’t
help but feel that even if he’d been a handsome chad with a rail gun cock, he’d
still be beneath Naomi’s notice.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Something wrong, Dylan?” said Amy, sensing a bit of his
non-sexual apprehension lightly hazing his erotic thoughts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Um, you have a very, uh, nice place,” he said.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy smiled. “Why thank you!” She shrugged. “Don’t let it
intimidate you. We’re not <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i> rich. We
just made a lot of good investments!” She chuckled.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She showed him the basement as well, which held an open
finished area with a small bar. The rooms branching off from it were all
storage areas, save one, a small, windowless room bereft of everything but a
twin sized bed. “This will be your crash pad,” she said. “You’ll forgive the
sparse accommodations, I hope, but it’s not like you’ll need a place to stash
clothes or anything, and Naomi’s friends will be using the guest bedrooms if
practice runs late.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No, its fine,” he said meekly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She grinned. “I know you were probably hoping you’d be
sharing a bed with the girls on those nights! Or at least staying in the same
bedroom. They might get the idea to stick you to the wall and let their Spells
go all night long, so they can use your Energy for a blissful sleep!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan gave her a wary look, even as his cock twitched at the
idea! “W-will they really do stuff like that?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“We’ll see how it plays out,” she said with a mirthful
smile. “Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, getting to spend the night in
the same room as your crush!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He flushed crimson. “I, uh… I-I’m sorry I, uh…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She gave a little chuckle. “Relax. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A lot</i> of guys jerk off to my daughter’s Instagram. Why do you think
she dresses so slutty in those pics?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan opened his mouth to say more, only to give a small
gasp. His already steely-hard cock surged between his legs, as if all the blood
were rushing to it at once! He let out a shuddering breath and tried to clutch
at himself. The Anti-Masturbation Spell wouldn’t let him, however, locking his
hands in place within a few inches of his torturously hard organ! His cock
couldn’t possibly get any harder, but the pressure of arousal kept welling up
inside him! If it wasn’t for his Orgasm Block, he might have shot off even
without any stimulation!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Whew, that must be Naomi and her friends!” Amy said,
looking towards the ceiling. “They just let their Arousal Aura’s loose when
they get home. Let’s go greet them before your dick explodes right off your
body!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And with that, Amy turned and headed up towards the living
room. Without missing a beat, she tugged the psychic leash around his balls,
not allowing him to hesitate for even a moment! Dylan let out a soft yelp as
his delicate parts were tugged forward, and he had no choice but to follow!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">THREE<br /></b>“Moooom! I’m home!” came the sing song voice of Naomi
Dorris. Dylan’s heart thudded in his chest as the girl of his lustful dreams
drew closer and closer! And with every second, his cock, already feeling like
it was going to shoot off him like a rocket, throbbed harder! Or at least it
felt like it; even without being able to physically get stiffer, his erotic
tension could still keep growing!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Jesus Christ, Mom, who do you have in there? His cock is
screaming like an angry baby!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And then she was coming around the corner, and Dylan felt
his heart skip a beat. Naomi stopped short, and blinked in surprise. She had no
doubt been expecting some strapping <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Chad</st1:place></st1:country-region> with a rail-gun cock, from how
intense his signals must have been. Instead, she found a short, reedy boy with
the smallest penis she had ever seen, trembling like a scared puppy in her
living room!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Who’s this?” she said, motioning to him. Dylan whimpered as
he felt a flex of mystic power around his cock. She was making no effort at all
to reign in her Arousal Aura, and her uncontrolled Magic shifted with her every
gesture.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“This, Naomi, is Dylan. Your Test Boy. Dylan, I’d say you
are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i> familiar with my daughter.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Naomi cocked an unimpressed eyebrow at him. “Are you
serious?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“The pickings are surprisingly slim in this town,” she said.
“Not too many boys are eager to let themselves be teased blind and brainless
for months straight. Plus, you were saying they’re all taken.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Naomi sighed. “Yeah, but… come on, Mom! There’s barely
anything to practice on!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy chuckled as Dylan just wanted to shrivel up and die on
the spot! “Oh, hush! The Magic doesn’t care about his size! If anything, his
signals should be more focused and easier to concentrate on!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Jesus, who <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">is</i>
that?” came another young female voice. A shorter blond with a long ponytail
entered the room, followed by a tall brunette. Dylan gulped. They were Sandy
and Tanya, girls almost as hot as Naomi, with large Instagram followings of
their own, and they frequently appeared together in each other’s photos. Dylan
had jacked off to their group pics on a number of occasions!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh my God!” gasped Tanya, the brunette, putting a hand to
her mouth. “I can’t fucking believe it!” She looked to Amy. “Did you cast a
shrink spell on him?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy burst out laughing as Dylan cringed, and swayed on his
feet. He was so overheated, so fucking hard, he thought he was going to pass
out!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No, girls, he’s all natural!” Then she laughed again at the
unintended pun. Fanning herself off, she said, “Okay, you three might want to
get your Aura’s under control, before his dick shoots right off his body!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Sandy, the blond, snickered. “That would be a pretty cool
trick, not gunna lie!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yes, well, let’s teach you girls some of the basics before
we learn the Castration Spells!” said Amy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan jerked back, staring up at her in terror. For just the
slightest moment, the tension in his cock went down from the spike of fear; but
not enough to actually make it shrink, and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">only</i>
for a moment! The four girls burst out laughing, and Dylan let out a painful
groan as the three untrained girl’s Aura’s rippled against his body with
cock-crushing waves of pure erotic force!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’m kidding!” said Amy, clutching her stomach, and reaching
out to put a hand on his shoulder. “I’m kidding! Good grief!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>With an effort, the girls composed themselves, and made an
effort to reign their Magic in. They didn’t fully manage it, but it was enough
that Dylan felt a tangible relief from the pressure. Emotionally wrung out and
physically shaken, the small young man dropped to his knees, huffing for
breath.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Jeez, we might have to go one at a time at this poor
schmuck,” said Naomi. “Just look at him!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Aw, we can be gentle,” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>, grinning. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">If</i> we feel like it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Pffft, have you look in his head yet?” said Tanya,
sneering. “The number of times he’s nut to our pictures already? I’d say he
owes us a few <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">years</i> of practice!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’m sorry!” choked out Dylan. “I’m so sorry!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Sorry for what?” said Naomi, one hand on her hip as she
gazed down at him with an amused smile. “We know what guys want to do with our
pictures. You’re just one of the lucky ones who was allowed to.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Was</i> being the
operative word!” said Tanya. “Look at his hands! He wants to grab himself <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">right now</i>, but he can’t!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The other two noticed his hands were tightly gripping his
thighs, a tell-tale sign that their penis was magically off-limits!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Sandy</st1:city></st1:place>
shook her head and tutted in sympathy, even though she couldn’t keep the grin
off her face. “God, it must be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">awful</i>
being a boy! Any girl can just take away your touches and cummies, and you
can’t do anything about it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It wouldn’t be so bad for them if guys weren’t such perverts,”
chided Tanya. “All they can think about is sex and getting off!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, you know, that’s kind of what they’re built for,”
said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>. “To
fuck as much as they can and just spray their seed <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">everywhere</i>! You can’t really blame them for needing it when they’re
designed to need it.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tanya made a small scowl. “Yeah, well even still. Can’t they
control in at least a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">little</i> bit?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>
shrugged. “I mean, I don’t know what it was like before Sex Magic, but with all
the Tease Spells and Denial Conditions they have to deal with, I’m amazed they
can do literally anything else but obsess over sex! Hell, I’m a girl, and these
powers are driving me kinda nuts!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tanya smirked. “Yeah. My brother has to jerk it like twice a
day at least just to keep his head straight. Mom’s punished him a couple times
by taking away his touches for just a week, and it drove him absolutely bonkers!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hee-hee, I can just imagine that dweeb tossing and turning
in bed unable to deal with his boner!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I don’t have to imagine it, I’ve had to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sense</i> it! It’s so irritating!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You say that, but I bet you’ve jilled off at night while
soaking in his Energy!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tanya blushed slightly, but didn’t have a retort!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Ha! I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">knew</i> it!
You sicko!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan could only whimper as he looked helplessly up at the
girls, so casually discussing men’s absolute powerlessness over their own
bodies! Just one of them, with a thought, could put him through Sex Magic Hell,
even with wild and sloppily cast Spells! Their unrestrained Aura’s alone were
too much for him!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, our boy here was clearly only allowed to so much out
of pity,” said Naomi, shaking her head. “I mean, good grief, I’m staring right
at it, and I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">still</i> can’t believe it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Seriously, you should get a girl who can size-change things
to give you a little enhancement! No girl is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i> going let to a dick that small pop off!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">We</i> sure as Hell
aren’t!” said Tanya, and they all laughed again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s shame still couldn’t overpower his sheer arousal,
and even though he knew he was only so hard because of their Magic, a small
part of him wondered if he actually enjoyed being belittled like this. After
all, in his jerk-off fantasies, the girls had always been in charge, sitting on
his face, riding his cock cowgirl style, pinning him down as they sucked him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Oh, God… what if… what if he found out he actually liked
being a Test Boy? There was no way he could stand it! And yet… Naomi… to be in
Naomi’s power… <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fuck</i>! He was getting
confused! He desired her, wanted her, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">needed</i>
to feel her! But how much at that was real, and how much of it was the Magic
amplifying his desires beyond reason in her presence? He had been scared to
come here, even though he had jacked off to her more than any other woman, but
now, even her mockery was making him swoon!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Aw!” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>,
smiling sweetly. “Look at that! He honestly, genuinely likes you!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You’re going to break his heart, poor thing!” said Tanya.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Naomi chuckled. “Let’s break his cock first.” She reached
out with her hand and curled her fingers to grip the air in front of her. She
focused her gaze on his penis as she did it. Dylan flinched as he felt the
lightest grasp on his tiny organ.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The redheaded young woman frowned a bit, cocking her head to
side as she concentrated a bit more, squeezing her grip a little tighter. The
Magic grasp translated to how she picture it in her head; previous cocks she
had gripped filled her hand, and had extra length to spare. If she had been
gripping his cock directly, she could have closed her fist and covered his
small organ completely. Instead, her Phantom Hand gripped him as though he was
much larger, translating to a tinier hand grasping his tiny penis.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She made a few tentative strokes in the air, and Dylan
moaned as his hyper-charged, sensitive cock jerked in time to the strokes. His
breath came hot and heavy, and even with what felt like a light, loose handjob,
his desperate body pre-maturely fired! He bucked and the motion made him fall
back. He whimpered as he squirmed on the ground, trying to cum, as Naomi just
kept studiously stroking him. The Lust Energy coming off him was too
distracting though, and Naomi felt her whole body warm up with the happy
psychic emanations. Men’s sexual torment was truly a magical bliss for women!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It felt good, but the rush of Energy while she’d been trying
to concentrate on spell Casting caught her off guard, and she shivered with a
lustful gasp. Her grip loosened, and the Phantom Hand broke apart, giving the
boy an unintended, but blessed, break. He trembled as he looked up at her,
feeling very much like a mouse cornered by a playful cat. Naomi let out a grin,
and said, “Whew, this <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">is</i> a bit
tricky!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>
stepped up next to her. “Yeah, you read all about it before hand, but you
really, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i> don’t get it until the
Magic actually kicks in. I’ve been studying my neighbor’s energy flow while his
wife’s been teasing him, though. Let’s see…” She dialed her senses onto the
boy’s cock, her psychic feelers seeking out and tracing along the ethereal web
of energy lines which defined a man’s sexual essence. She raised her own hand
and tried a Phantom Hand Spell of her own. Dylan jumped as he felt a slightly
firmer grip, one that was more realistic, a soft female grip enveloping his
whole member.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tanya stepped up next to her, she and Naomi watching <st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place> work. She tried to trace the network of lines as
well, though for her, it seemed a bit more like a three-dimensional
circuit-board than the nervous system or spider-web other girls described.
“Man, it’s still so weird to see… er… sense.” She made a little lopsided grin.
“We really need to come up with a new word that’s, like, the Sex Magic
equivalent of ‘seeing’ and ‘hearing’.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“They kept trying, and people just made dumb memes about
it,” said Naomi. “Sensing it’s good enough.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You say so—OH!” <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>
lost her grip as Dylan edged again, his Energy shoot right into her. Her hand
went to her crotch as she felt her panties soak beneath her skirt. “Whew! Maybe
we should, uh, change into something, uh…” She glanced up to Amy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The other, older redhead smirked. “I don’t mind you girls
getting naked, if you like, but you probably don’t want to spoil your Boy too
much on the first day!” She winked at Dylan, and suddenly, his eyes shut, and
stayed shut! He shook his head as he tried to get them open again, but they
were mystically sealed! The perfect blindfold!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“H-hey!” he said, his voice more of a whine that he would
have hoped. “That’s not fair!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The four women laughed and Dylan let out a choked gasp as
the girl’s Aura briefly flared up again. Amy winked at him again, and this
time, his lips were sealed shut, and his jaw locked closed. “Fair isn’t part of
the Magic’s vocabulary! Now shush! You’re a Test Boy now, and a Test Boy is
meant to be teased and not heard!” She paused, than laughed. “Well, at the very
least, not to speak until spoken to! Feel free to moan and squeal all you
like!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Naomi hesitated, feeling the briefest pang of
self-consciousness around her mother. Thanks to Sex Magic, Amy barely looked
older than her own daughter, and while Naomi knew she was one of the hottest
young women in town, she still knew her mother was higher on that list.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy noticed the shy glance her daughter gave her and smiled.
“I’ll give you girls some privacy, if you’d rather this pervy old lady not stick
around and creep on you.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“N-no, it’s okay, Mom,” said Naomi. Boldly, she started to
strip off, and her friends, who had no qualms over it, followed suit. They’d
only been wearing blouses and short skirts, and so were fully naked in just a
couple seconds.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy opted to stay clothed, realizing her daughter’s
intimidation. She shifted her stance to a more teacherly air, and cleared her
throat. “Well, girls, there’s no pressure. I can leave you three to have a
couple hours of experimental fun, to see how much stuff you can figure out on your
own. Or if you would like some pointers, I can stick around and you can ask me
anything.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Maybe…” said Tanya as she leaned down a bit, and held her
finger and thumb out as though she were holding a cock between the tips. She
made a slow steady stroke as she narrowed her eyes at Dylan’s straining little
rod. The boy whimpered as his cock jumped and flexed, but Tanya was having a
hard time locating his sweet spot, to press the thumb of her Phantom Hand
against. The overly sensitive boy still wriggled and mewed as he edged again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Jeez, he’s on such a hair trigger!” said <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sandy</st1:place></st1:city>, as Tanya pulled back and shivered,
gripping her thigh with her other hand. All three girl’s pussies were already
moist, and they could feel the Magic simmering under their skin, all over their
bodies.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Okay,” said Amy. “Let me show you a bit of an easier trick
to start. Watch the lines carefully now…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">FOUR<br /></b>Three hours later, Dylan was a shaking, whimpering, tearful
wreck. He’d started thrashing around so much, Amy had had to pin him spread
eagle to the floor with Binding Spells. His genitals were in such sensual pain,
he couldn’t even think straight. The girls, meanwhile, were flushed, sweating
messes. Dylan was bathing the whole room with so much Lust Energy, the girls
were completely tipsy from the psychic euphoria it caused. More than once, they
had had to stop to masturbate, their bodies overheated with arousal, and as
they feverishly played with themselves, their Auras radiated freely, cooking
Dylan’s poor defenseless body with the full force of raw female Magic! Amy even
had to pull Tanya and Sandy apart before they started making out! The Lesbian
Amplification Aura would have absolutely <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fried</i>
the poor boy into a cock-torture coma!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>By the end, though, the girls had gotten a very good grasp
on the Phantom Handjob Spell! Naomi could already layer three separate Hands at
a time, each working at a different rhythm, before her concentration broke
down, though she still hadn’t quite managed to mix slick and dry versions
together yet. Meanwhile, Tanya could get two going, but they kept synching up
after a few seconds. <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Sandy</st1:city></st1:place>,
on the other hand, could still only manage one Hand, but she could shift the
grip, friction, speed, and pressure instantly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>All very good starts! But three hours was more than enough
for the raw, sensitive girls, and she decided to call it an early evening.
Collecting their clothes, the young women went to go shower, while Amy floated
the nearly-unconscious Dylan out to her car. She’d be nice today, and give him a
ride home.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She zapped his cock a couple times as they pulled out of the
drive way, and Dylan jolted awake, finally able to open his eyes and mouth
again. “OOoooooh, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fuuuck</i>,” he moaned
in male pain, trying to clutch at his crotch, and only able to get close enough
to grip his thighs. He stared warily at his cock, still dark red with pressure,
and throbbing as hard as before!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Good morning, Dylan!” said Amy in a chipper voice.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan jumped and looked around in a panic, before he
realized she was joking. She laughed as he slumped back in his seat. “That’s
not funny!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Sure it is! Come on, that wasn’t so bad for a first night,
was it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He swallowed hard. “Th-that’s not going to be every night,
is it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy shook her head. “Oh, no, no, not at all.” She paused and
saw Dylan relax a bit with relief before adding, “It’ll be a lot worse!” She
laughed again as Dylan gave her a helpless, pained look.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Mrs. Dorris! I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can’t</i>
do this all summer! Please, I know you’re willing to pay me well, but I just
can’t! I won’t make it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I don’t think your step-mother would appreciate you
reneging on the job on the first day!” she said. “Besides, I already paid for
you for the whole month up front.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Th-then I’ll do the month, but that’s it! Please, it <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hurts</i>, I can’t take it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy sighed, then reached over and wiggled her fingers over
his penis. Dylan yelped, but after a moment, he felt a soothing warmth envelop
him. The overt physical pain in his penis and testicles faded, leaving only the
psychological ache of the unbearable need for release.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Sorry,” she said. “I’ll try to make it less painful next
time. But if it’s any consolation, I think the girls have already got the
Handjob Spells down! That shows good progress!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan, still breathing heavy, gave her a confused look.
“Well, if they’re learning that quickly, you shouldn’t even need me for a
month, right?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Spells are easy to learn, for the most part. The Magic is
very intuitive. But it’s not just Spells that young Mages need to practice.
It’s adapting to the Magic and the Energy itself.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s brow furrowed, not getting the difference.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“They’ll probably have the basics mastered by the end of the
week. Even the more complex stuff, they’ll have enough of a grasp by the end of
two weeks to manage the rest on their own. But even with that in mind, their
Magic will still be boiling over inside them, and they’ll still be very
sensitive to men’s signals. It’s a good thing they work in an all-female job,
otherwise, they’d be going nuts, and driving everyone else nuts.” She grinned.
“Of course, they do have a couple Generator Boys at their work to give the
staff extra Energy. But they’re there to work, not borrow the company
equipment!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan wasn’t amused. With the way his life was going, he
imagined he was destined to end up as one of those Office Boys, or some equally
degrading Lust Energy Generator job as his highest career prospect. “Test Boy”
was going to end up being his internship credentials!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Anyway,” Amy continued, “A lot of it is releasing their own
sort of tension. A fresh Sex Mage builds up Spell Power somewhat erratically,
but continuously, and they have to fire off the excess. That’s why young Mages
are just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i> horny, and so eager to
toss around their Spells. They <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">have</i>
to get it out of them. Not unlike boys and their blue balls.” She grinned at
the irony. “But they can’t just fire the Spells willy-nilly into the air and
hope they dissipate. They need to cast them at a cock, and feel that Energy
feedback, so their body can adapt to and regulate the Energy flow. Only by
doing this regularly for a little while does the Magic finally settle in a girl
and fully synchronize to her personal sexual essence.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She winked. “So, even if they become experts in everything
by the end of the first month, I’m still going to need you around for them to
keep practicing on, and use as a stress relief doll for their mystical needs. And
they <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">do</i> need the practice, because
they aren’t going to be able to handle going back to college until they can
keep their Aura’s reigned in, and can block out men’s signals, without having
to consciously concentrate to do so. Understand?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He frowned, but nodded. “I just don’t get why, if they’re
going to be teasing the shit out of me for hours every day, I can’t get to cum at
all! Even if they let me shoot every day, they’d just build me back up by the
next!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amy chuckled. “You boys just don’t understand how the Energy
works. But that’s okay. You don’t need to understand it. You just need to
provide it!” She glanced around, and said, “Speaking of…” She pulled over and
parked the car on the side of the road, and it was only then that Dylon
realized she had taken them out onto the one of the country lanes leading to
the town’s outskirts. Right now, they were parked alongside a long stretch of
the forest that dominated the north border of the town.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked at her anxiously. “Wh-what’s going on? I thought
you were taking me home!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I will,” she said. “Soon.” She stepped out of the car, and
opened Dylan’s side. Without even giving him a chance to step out, she motioned
with her hand, and he was floated out of his seat, his magically weightless
body pulled along by another psychic leash around his cock. At the same time,
Amy floated her own body into the air, and flew the two of them dozens of yards
into the trees. Eventually, they came to a tiny clearing, far enough that in
the evening light, the helpless boy couldn’t see the road through the trees
anymore.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan looked around in a panic. “Wh-what’s going on?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I didn’t want to do this while they girls were still at
home,” she said. “Your Energy’s got them all loopy as it is! Plus, knowing her
friends, they’re going to be all handsy with each other in the shower, and that’d
nearly put you under!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan swallowed hard as she brought them to a stop in the
center of the clearing, and turned to face him. She smiled warmly. “Mmm… but
speaking of Energy… <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fuck</i>, yours is so
intense right now, I can’t help myself!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s eyes widened. “Wh-what are you going to do to me?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“For all the Spells you’ve felt, you’ve never actually been
inside a woman, have you?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I, uh, I—”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I know I’m not my daughter.” She slowly slid off her sun
dress.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“But I like to think I’d be a
suitable substitute.” She grinned salaciously as she watched his cock surge
back to a runaway intensity!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“M-Mrs. Dorris!” he gasped, clutching his thighs as he
stared at a woman even more gorgeous than his crush, feeling his whole body throb
in the Aura of an experienced Sex Mage!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Please,” she said. “Call me Amy.” With a flick of her
finger, and Dylan found himself pulled spread-eagle in the air, and felt his
back rest against an invisible force, soft but firm, like a Phantom Bed had
appeared beneath him. Amy floated over him, savoring his helpless form for
another moment, before dropping down and straddling him. She held her pussy a
bare inch above his organ as she leaned down and lightly caressed his cheek. He
could feel the heat emanating from her, the Sex Magical power radiating from
her organ. His eyes rolled back and his jaw gaped as he let out a choked cry.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It’s been a while since I’ve taken a man as pent up as you,”
she said. “A little side benefit to helping my daughter and her friends learn
their powers. It gives me a nice little side toy to play with!” She leaned into
him and cooed into his ear. “Don’t worry. I’ll give you a little bonus for
this, too.” She dropped down and took him inside, all three tortured inches.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>His world went white. Despite his small size, the sheer Lust
Energy pouring off him lit up her nerves in a way even a ten-incher on a
satisfied stud couldn’t! She just had to limit the range of motion more than
she was used to, but every rock of her hips brought out a sensual cry from her
trembling body! Any woman who tuned their senses in would have “seen” the Magic
crackle around her body as the helpless boys overcharged Lust filled her every
cell with sensual pleasure, electric heat quickly throwing her into a heady
bliss! She seemed to skip past the build-up, and slide right into the orgasm
state, staying in a continuous climax as every thrust of her hips wrung another
surge of pleasure through her body!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And Dylan, poor Dylan, was boiled alive in a mystical
maelstrom of pleasure he could scarcely comprehend! He wasn’t even fully
conscious for most of it, he just felt a pleasure so intense it teetered on
pain, and a horrible need for release that he could never reach!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And then suddenly, he was jerking awake in his bed, back at
home. The clock informed him that it was almost noon. His cock stubbornly made
its presence known, and he winced as he got to his feet, his organ bobbing desperately
ahead of him. As he came out into the kitchen, not even bothering to get
dressed, he saw his step-mother preparing a quick lunch.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet gave him a mildly bemused look. “Thought I was going
to have to wake you up! How was your first shift? You were a complete wreck
when Amy dropped you off.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan’s jaw worked. Tears welled up in his eyes. “Sh-she…
she…!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You better thank her when you go back today. Most women
wouldn’t be so generous, even for a paid gig.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan gawked at her. “Thank her?! After what she did?!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Janet paused and quirked an eyebrow at him. She glanced
downwards at his cock, which was still standing up tall. A little taller than
usual, in fact. She grinned. “Guess you didn’t get a look in the mirror this
morning, huh?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dylan just looked at her confused. Janet reached over and
pulled a ruler out of the kitchen’s tool drawer, then tossed it to him. He just
looked at it, then at her, even more confused. Janet rolled her eyes and
pointed at his crotch. He looked down. He blinked. He blinked again. He glanced
at the ruler, then hesitantly placed it alongside his steely-stiff organ.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Six-inches. Dylan gawked at himself, before looking up at
his step-mother in shock. “She’s not even an Archmage, you know. Takes a really
strong dose of Energy for a normal Sex Mage to power a Morph Spell. I mean, it’s
certainly easier to modify the penis than any other part, but still.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh my god,” he said.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She told me to tell you that if you’re a good little Toy
this summer, she’ll let you keep those inches when your job’s done. She might
even give you a few more, if you’re <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really</i>
helpful. Now, aren’t you glad I convinced you to sign up?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about being used and abused
without relief for the next three months. But when it was done, this extra
bonus might finally open up his options with the other women in town. In a Sex
Mage World, a guy like him had to take every opportunity he could get.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yeah,” he said, not as reluctantly as he expected.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">END</b></div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-63472567587677734822022-04-28T12:02:00.008-07:002022-09-02T08:25:11.032-07:00Asserting His Place<div style="text-align: left;"> <br />A soft moan escaped Addy’s lips, as the nineteen-year-old
blonde squirmed in a bit her sleep. Ever since she awakened to her Sex Mage
powers, her dreams turned frequently to sensual visions, imagining handsome
studs taking her, attempting to use her body for their pleasure, only for her
new powers to quickly turn the tables! In her dream, she asserted control,
radiating her Arousal Aura upon her lovers until they were swooning in helpless
heat, then casting Tease Spells upon their achingly hard cocks, until they were
howling for mercy! Then she would <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">take</i>
them for her own pleasure, as a Sex Mage should! The dreams were sometimes
vague and fleeting, and sometimes they seemed to last for hours. Without even
realizing it, she would experience mini-orgasms in her sleep, and wake up
feeling flushed with heat!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And in the very next room, her eighteen year old brother had
to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">also</i> deal with his sister’s
dreams! Rick came awake as his cock grew so hard, it almost hurt! He whipped
his sheets off with a frustrated grunt, and almost gawked at this cock as it
sprang up high, eager as a hyper-active puppy for action! Then he gasped as he
felt a tight, hot, wet sheath envelop him, giving him one solid down-stroke,
before it vanished!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He grit his teeth and gripped his sheets, as he thrust his
head back down on the pillow. “Addy!” he hissed into the air. “Goddamn it!”<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As a raw Sex Mage still learning how to reign in her
energies, her power often radiated freely in her sleep. Every time her sexy
dreams began, her Arousal Aura flared, and she unconsciously started casting
spells! Sometimes, these little outbursts were brief. If he just waited a minute,
her Aura might cool back down and then—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>For three full seconds, he suddenly felt a pair of slick
hands vigorously stroking him! He flinched and tightened his grip on his sheets
as his own sister unknowingly jacked him off! And then the hands vanished, just
as the pleasure started to build!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Fuck!” he cursed softly. This was always the worst! Her
sleep-cast spells came in these short little bursts, getting him started, then
leaving him hanging! Not that he <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">wanted</i>
his own sister to jack him off or anything.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He waited a few more moments. His bed was against the wall
that separated their rooms, and he leaned over, putting his ear to the wall to
try and listen. Was she actually asleep, or was she giving herself a little
midnight relief again? He thought, for a second, that he could hear her soft,
feminine gasp, and then he jumped as he felt the tight sheath, her Phantom
Pussy, slide down his cock again. This time, it kept going, riding him in
steady strokes, her Arousal Aura heightening his responsiveness so that ten
pumps was all it took to bring him halfway to orgasm—and then her Spell
vanished again!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Bitch!” he huffed, just loud enough that if she had been
awake, she <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">might</i> have heard him. He
froze, and anticipated that inevitable psychic Ball Slap Spell that had already
become a reflex of hers when he pissed her off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He lay there, diamond-hard cock quivering in the air despite
the fear of testicular vengeance, but the Slap didn’t come. Instead, he felt
several seconds of a sensual Phantom Tongue sliding up and down the shaft, then
twirling around the sensitive head, causing him to squirm and bite back a whimper.
Once again, the spell vanished right as he started to feel the orgasm build up!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He let out a long, frustrated breath, then rolled himself
out of bed and onto his feet. This was going to have to be another night in the
basement if he was going to try getting any more sleep! Stepping softly so as
not to wake either his sister or his mother, he grabbed a blanket and pillow,
and crept out into the hall. With his cock wagging ahead of him, he went down
two flights into the partially finished basement.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>They had discussed moving his room down here a few months
ago. It wasn’t nearly enough distance to actually avoid his female relatives’
powers, but Rick thought it might be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">slightly</i>
less awkward for him to not have to sleep <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">right
next</i> to his sister once she had her Magic. The fact there was a wall
between them meant absolutely nothing to the mysterious power that gave all
women total control over men’s cocks and sex drives.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Of course, her omni-directional Aura could easily reach him
anywhere in the house, but even this little distance took a bit of the pressure
off, and not being right next to her made it a lot easier for her random,
un-aimed Spells to miss his body. Unfortunately, his mother used the one
finished room as her at-home office, and she had decided it wasn’t worth moving
everything to another room. Likewise, the rest of the basement wasn’t getting
finished any time soon. Ergo, that left Rick to spend yet another night on his
mother’s little office couch.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He let out a long breath as he settled into the couch. It
wasn’t the most comfortable, but he was getting used to it. Now, if he just
calmed his thoughts as best he could, and waited it out, Addy’s Aura might dull
down enough he could get some more sleep down here.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Thirty minutes later, Rick let out another frustrated grunt
as he pulled his blanket off and glared at the ceiling. He hadn’t felt any more
Spells, but his cock felt harder than ever! And his nuts were starting to ache
with that tell-tale blue ball pressure. He’d just cum a couple days ago, so
even under her Aura, he shouldn’t feel <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">this</i>
pent up! Did she cast a Semen Booster on him by accident?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>In the dark of the room, he stared towards his throbbing
penis and weighed his options. A glance at the clock told him it was three in
the morning; Addy was certainly still asleep, and he had to assume his mother
was, too. He’d been forbidden from masturbating where and when they could sense
him, and he tried his best to honor that agreement, just so he didn’t end up
with one of those Anti-Masturbation Spells again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But as the ache in his nuts slowly increased, and the sheer <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">need</i> to touch his cock got harder and
harder to resist, he started to sweat. Addy’s powers might be reacting to his
hard-on, his runaway erection spurring her Magic to keep going. It wouldn’t be
the first time they’d been caught in an Energy loop. If he managed to have a
nice, hard orgasm, the sudden loss of tension might weaken the connection, and
get her to cool off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He swallowed nervously as he slowly brought his hand between
his legs. He flinched as he gripped himself, letting out a breath as his cock
immediately flexed under the sheer relief of finally being <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">touched</i>! He started stroking, and was almost embarrassed at how
good it felt; his sister’s unconscious teasing and arousal boosting had made
him quite sensitive! He stroked faster. He had to do this quick, before he got
caught! Already, though, the pleasure was building swiftly! Dully, he realized
he didn’t have anything to shoot his load into, and he slowed his stroking for
a moment. He clicked on the lamp next to the couch and quickly looked around
for the tissue box.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>On other side of Rick’s bedroom, Margie blinked awake. She
recognized the flush of a particularly strong, and very familiar, rush of Lust
Energy. Normally, she was good at blocking out her son’s signals, even in her
sleep, but sometimes, a particularly quick surge of sexual signals would fire
off from him, and jolt her awareness.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Sleepily, she scowled at the far wall that separated her
room from her son’s. No doubt Addy was casting Spells in her sleep again,
provoking the young man.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Except his signal wasn’t coming from the next room over.
Instead, she sensed it ringing from below. She tracked the signal
instinctively, and saw he’d fled to the basement to escape his sister’s power
again. She frowned in thought. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to clean up another spot
in the basement, and set a spare bed down there, at least. She knew her couch
wasn’t great to sleep on. Doing other bed-related things, that it was great
for. But sleep? A power nap, at best.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Except she noticed he wasn’t exactly sleeping. He was
playing with himself! <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">In her office!</i> Her
frown deepened into a scowl. She supposed she had not explicitly made it a rule
that the basement room was a No Touch Zone, but still, she did <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> want to smell his spunk, much less
catch the psychic impressions of his masturbation, when she sat down to work in
the morning!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She almost sent a Phantom Hand to firmly pull his hand away,
a surefire signal that he’d been caught. He wouldn’t dare to keep touching himself
then! She’d lecture him about it in the morning.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then, she remembered how he had skipped doing the yard work
to play video games with his online friends over the weekend. And how he still
hadn’t cleaned up his room despite saying he’d get to it for over a week. And
how the last time she’d caught an accidental glimpse of his dirty thoughts when
he jacked off, an image of her and her friends in bikinis had flit across his
mind! He’d been jerking it to her friend’s Instagram gallery, and hadn’t
expected to find his own mother included in some of her latest beach pics. But
he hadn’t scrolled past those images <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too</i>
quickly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>So Margie let her son keep stroking, and instead cast an
Orgasm Block right before he achieved release! With a smug little smirk, she
lay back down, and let the happy psychic warmth of her son’s sexual frustration
lull her back to a pleasant sleep.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick had found the tissues on her desk, and paused his
stroking long enough to get up and snatch some, while keeping his hand on
himself. He then sat back on the couch and stroked quickly, hoping he hadn’t
delayed too long. The pleasure rose quickly, the tell-tale bottle-rocket rush
to climax like only an overheated cock could experience! He cupped the tissues
over his tip and braced himself for a hard burst—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>—and in the quarter-second before the first shot could
launch, he felt a tiny jolt at the root of his organ! “No!” he grunted as his
body clenched in climax—and he didn’t cum! He grit his teeth and squirmed, too
caught up in the sensations to stop himself, and frantically stroked, as if
sheer grit and determination could bust through the mystical Block on his cock!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But of course, it couldn’t. All he experienced was a cruel
edging that left his body flushed and his genitals aching and throbbing with
reinforced need! After thirty seconds of fruitless stroking, he forced himself
to stop. He lay back and caught his breath, sitting on his hands to resist the
temptation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Fuck!” he moaned as his cock felt like a hot weight between
his legs, demanding to be touched, demanding relief, unable to understand that
it wasn’t coming tonight! He let out a ragged breath. Who had cast that Block?
Addy? His mother? One of the neighbors?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>There was nothing he could do about it now. He went over to
the bathroom and splashed some cold water on his face in an effort to cool off,
then forced himself to lay back down on the couch. “Fucking pain in the ass
cunt,” he muttered as he clicked off the lamp.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Addy gave a soft little yelp as she was suddenly jolted
awake by another little orgasm of her own, this one accompanied by a sudden
burst of sexual signals that sounded very loud to her raw, sensitive Sex Mage
senses. She fumbled in her sheets before sitting up in bed, heart thudding.
Without even wishing it, her senses locked onto the source of the erotic
outburst.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She sensed her brother down in the basement, forcing himself
to sit on his hands. Without meaning to, his most immediate sexual memories
presented themselves to her. He’d just tried jerking off to relieve his
supernaturally coaxed erection, only to be blocked at the last second!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Addy huffed and crossed her arms. Served him right! The
sudden jolt of male frustration energy now had her nerves rattled. She would
rather go right back to sleep, but thanks to her brother’s reckless jerking,
she was now just buzzed enough, she wouldn’t be able to! Sure, Lust Energy
could refresh a girl, but actual sleep was important, too.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She sighed. Another unprovoked glimpse through his most recent
thoughts informed her it had likely been her own Magic, casting in her sleep,
that had provoked him to go for it. She felt her little surge of irritation
sober a bit. She couldn’t help that her powers were still raw, of course, so
she didn’t exactly feel sorry, but she did feel a little sorry <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">for</i> him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But only a little. As brothers went, he was hardly the
worst, but he’d never been the best, either. Getting on her nerves, verbally
teasing her even right up through last year, when he <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">knew</i> he should probably start being nicer to the girl who was about
to gain complete mental control of his most delicate parts!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She resigned herself to try blocking him out, and do the
meditation trick her friend Sally had taught her. When you just couldn’t get
any sleep that night from all the manic male buzzing, a woman could at least
attempt to silence her thoughts, and let their energy soothe her body and mind
into a state of mildly euphoric relaxation. That was almost as good as a full
night’s rest.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As she settled back into bed, she took a breath, and focused
on blocking out her brother’s lewd thoughts, and the mental ringing of his
erection, and allowed only the warm Energy to soak through her defenses.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But before she could shut him out fully, she suddenly caught
a mean thought directed at her! She sat up in bed again, and glared down at the
floor. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">What</i> did you just call me,
you little shit?” she whispered. She dialed her senses back open, and saw a
full view of her brother, two stories down, lying on the couch, naked except
for his blanket. His cock was still throbbing hard, but he was valiantly trying
to ignore it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Fat fucking chance now,” she said, and concentrated on his
already tortured organ.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick had exactly five seconds of peace before a savage spike
of tension shot through his cock. He let out a yelp and jumped clear off the
couch as his cock went from achingly hard to agonizing priapism! He scrambled
and clutched at his cock as he whimpered, then yelped loud enough to be heard
all the way up in the bedrooms, as he felt two flat plates of psychic force
clamp down hard on his balls!<br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> <br /></span>She’d heard him! She’d woken up at some point and heard him!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’m sorry!” he squeaked, rolling on the floor. “I’m sorry,
I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie’s eyes snapped open as she sensed the vicious
payback. She’d almost been asleep, too! She turned in her bed, looking towards
the wall, and ostensibly towards her daughter. She debated for a second if she
should interfere. It was important that the sibling hierarchy be firmly
established now that her daughter had her powers, but it was also easy for a
raw Sex Mage to get carried away in her passions.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>After several tense seconds, however, she sensed her son’s
pain lessen. She frowned in thought for a moment, then decided to stay in bed,
and see how this played out until she slipped back into sleep again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Addy “hmphed” towards the floor, letting her bratty brother
writhe for a full ten seconds in genital pain, then slacked off her power. She
sensed his cock shrink to a slightly more reasonable level of tension, and the
pain fade from his balls. The humbled boy lay trembling on the floor, sweating
and dreading the next Spell she might cast.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She supposed the lesson had been learned. She lay back down,
and realized she felt a little tired again. Direct pain infliction tended to
give very little Lust Energy from boys, unless they were into that sort of
thing, and it had wilted some of his existing tension. Thus, casting those
spells had drained a bit of the extra Energy without recharging it, settling
her frazzled nerves. Funnily enough, it had still felt good to cast the spells.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Having wrung it out of her system, she went back to sleep.
If he had something to say about it in the morning, she’d deal with it then.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p> <br /></o:p></b>A few hours later, a tired, frustrated Rick confronted his
mother in the dining room. He shoved his seat back and dropped into it like a
grumpy child. “This is ridiculous!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie sipped her coffee calmly as her son glared at her.
“You know how it is with a freshly awakened Sex Mage. It’s still going to take
some time for her to—”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Time, hell!” he cut in, red-faced. “She was torturing me on
purpose!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, maybe don’t call me a cunt, right when I was about to
let you off the hook for masturbating hard enough to wake me up!” said Addy as
she stalked into the room.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick flushed and cringed back from her slightly. Their
mother raised a curious eyebrow at him, but said nothing. Despite himself, he
felt the blood start to pulse in his cock.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“W-well, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> keep
waking <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">me</i> up in the middle of the
night!” he said, shifting in his seat. “You keep casting your Aura and your
Spells in your sleep!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, maybe I wouldn’t if your stupid hard-on wasn’t
constantly beaming your dirty thoughts at me every night!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I only have a hard-on because your Magic forces me hard!”
Even as he said it, he winced as his dick started to strain in his pants. Despite
his best mental effort to control himself, his traitorous organ stubbornly rose
in full sensing-view of his female relatives. He squirmed in his seat and
gripped the sides of his chair tightly. “You’re doing it right now! Stop it!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>His sister sighed with exasperation. “I’m not casting
anything! I’ve even got my Aura tamped down! That’s you perving over me!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Is not!” he said.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She narrowed her eyes at him. “Oh yeah? <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">This</i> is what it would feel like if it was my Aura!” And with that,
she relaxed her control over her own power, and Sex Magical commands flowed
from her body.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her stubborn brother’s erection went from uncomfortably
trapped in his shorts, to almost painfully hard! He gasped and doubled over,
clutching at himself as his cock tried to rip clean through his shorts! “Ah!
Okay! <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Okay!</i> Stop!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Addy let him squirm for another few seconds. Rick looked
pleadingly at his mother. “Mom! Make her stop!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie just gave her daughter a glance. The young Sex Mage
didn’t return the look, but after only another second, she reigned her energies
back in. Rick sagged in his seat as the pressure eased, but his cock stubbornly
stayed stiff. Margie took another sip of her coffee, giving no indication
whatsoever that she was the one who had subtly coaxed her son’s cock to rise as
her daughter entered the room. He’d already been on the verge of it anyway;
she’d simply tilted his body’s natural response just enough to make the blood
flow a bit more easily. With another thought, she set that level of pressure to
linger, so he’d stay a “normal” level of stiff for the next few hours.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You believe me now?” said Addy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’m still hard!” he huffed, grabbing the sides of his chair
again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Well, that’s a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i>
problem, whether you want to believe it or not!” she practically stomped out of
the room and into the kitchen, and Rick could swear his cock pulsed in time to
her steps.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He turned to his mother, speaking in a low voice. “I’m <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">telling</i> you, she’s doing it all on
purpose!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie made a little sigh, finally speaking up. “Rick, when
I first got my powers, I was keeping your father awake all night long for the
first few weeks. It’s unfortunate for you, but not every woman is a natural at
these gifts. A month or three is about normal for the average woman, and it’s
barely been three weeks. You’re going to have to bear with it for a little
while longer.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He scowled. Looking down at the tent in his shorts and
shifting again, he said, “Can I, um, jerk off real quick?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie gave him a thin frown. “You know the rule about
that.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Come on, my nuts are killing me! Please! I, um, yeah, I
touched myself last night, but someone Blocked me!” He glanced to the kitchen.
“I know it was Addy! Even if it was in her sleep. So can you, um, remove it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Margie gave the kitchen door a thoughtful frown. “Hmm…
Sleep-cast spells usually aren’t that strong or long-lasting. You’ll have to
wait until you’re alone like usual, then you can try again.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So you’re not going to remove it?” he said. “Or are you
saying it’s gone?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Without giving any outward sign of it, she gently reinforced
the Block. “I’ll let you find out.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Mom!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her look became stern again. “You just admitted to trying to
jerk off while we were both home. And in my office, no less! You know better.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He grit his teeth and gestured to the kitchen door again.
“She was driving me <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">nuts</i>!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“And this is where you and her need to work out a system
between yourselves.” Margie shook her head. “You’re both old enough I’m not
going to supervise your relationship anymore. So, if you want some relief, go
ask her.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick swallowed hard as he looked towards the kitchen, then
back at his mother. She nodded towards the door. Rick hesitated long enough
that by the time he started to slide his seat back to get up, Addy was coming
back into the dining room with a plate of breakfast, eggs and avocados on
toast. She sat down across from him, looking a bit more chilled out. He swallowed
again as he debated whether it was worth it to ask her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She noticed him staring and blanched. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">What?</i> Got something else to say?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He glanced to their mother, but Margie decided it would be
best to let the two hash it out without her there. She was already scooting her
chair back and picking up her mug, going back to the kitchen for a refill
before heading down to her office.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick looked to Margie, took a long breath, and said, “I’m
sorry I called you a cunt last night.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She made a little <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hmph</i>.
“You’re just sorry I smashed your nuts.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>His jaw clenched, but he forced himself not to give into the
urge to yell at her again. “I was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i>
frustrated.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She gazed at him studiously as she munched on her toast. Her
eyes flicked downwards, staring at his stubborn erection as her senses let her
“see” it right through the table. “I can see that. And?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">And</i>, I’m sorry I
called you a cunt and woke you up with my, uh, touching, but, would it be okay
if I jerked off real quick?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You ask Mom?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“She said to ask you!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She pretended to think it over. “Nah.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He let out a scoff. “Come on!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> come on!
Look, I’m sorry, I guess, that my Magic is hard on you, but it’s hard on me,
too! You’re not the one having to work to shut out the barrage of dick signals
every day, and keep a mental closed fist all day long so as to not accidentally
fire spells off with every flick of your finger!” She demonstrated with a quick
flick of the wrist and Rick jumped as he felt something like a static spark zap
the tip of his dick.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Damn it! I’m trying to make nice here!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Yeah, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">only</i> so you
can convince me to let you blow your load! Not that you can right now anyway,
you’ve got a pretty solid O-Block on you.” She smirked. “Or were you hoping I’d
remove it?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">yours</i> isn’t
it?” His voice was halfway a whine.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I’m pretty sure I couldn’t cast one that strong in my
sleep, and no, I didn’t put one on you on purpose. Your edging is what woke me
up!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Okay, well, can you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">please</i>
remove it? Please?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Nah.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Addy!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She gave him a simmering glare, and let her Aura partially
leak out. Her brother let out another small gasp as his already-stiff cock
surged in his pants again! Not as strong as before, but enough to make her
message clear. “Do you want me to leave you with a dozen Tease Spells today, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">on purpose?</i> And leave them on you until
I get back from work?” Her helpless brother shook his head emphatically. “Then
just cool your jets and deal with your stupid blue balls for a little while.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>His eyes went wide. “Wh-what do you mean a little while?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Couple of days, at least.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Look, if my frustration is what’s causing your Magic to
react at night, then you’re going to be boiling over if I don’t get off
regularly!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hmm… two or three nights of happy dreams and pleasure while
my bratty little foul mouthed brother learns a valuable lesson in not pissing
off a woman with total control of his dick. Gee, that sounds <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">terrible</i>.” She finished her last bite
and got up from her seat. She gestured at her plate. “Clean up for me, and I
might knock a day off.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Rick crossed his arms. “I’m not your servant!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She shrugged. “Alright. Guess we’ll see how you feel in a
week.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He jumped, his bluster immediately breaking again. “A week?!
You said two or three days!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She put a finger to her chin, and gave him a mock expression
of confusion. “I did? Gee, I’m pretty certain I said ten or twelve.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“ADDY!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She pointed at him, and he yelped and grabbed himself again,
as he felt the twin plates of psychic force press against his testicles. Only
just enough for a firm, slightly uncomfortable pressure, but the memory of last
night’s hard smash left him trembling in his seat!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Don’t yell at me,” she said with cold calm.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked up at her with meek resignation, and nodded.
“S-s-sorry!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She leaned forward, and the psychic vice pressed a little
bit firmer. “Get this through your thick skull. I have <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">complete control</i> over you now. You have been <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i> lucky with how easy Mom takes it on you, and how much I’ve
tolerated your attitude and your stupid cock the past few weeks. Do <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> tempt me to show you how my friends
treat <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">their</i> brothers.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He nodded again. She held the stare until he broke and
looked away, then slowly stood tall. She <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">slowly</i>
eased the grip of her psychic vice off his nuts. “Jerk it if you like,” she said.
“But that Block stays on until the weekend, bare-minimum.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Okay,” he said softly.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Satisfied enough with that, she walked back out to change
and head to work, leaving Rick to catch his breath and fail to get his erection
under control. Figuring Addy had probably slipped a Permanent Erection Spell on
him just to screw with him further, he reluctantly got up to clean her dishes.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>***<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Down in her office, Margie watched the whole exchange with
her powers, using Rick’s persistent erection to open up the strange
clairvoyance Sex Magic allowed, giving her a full visual/audio feed of her
children’s conversation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It might be a rough start, but it seemed the two bickering
siblings were finding their place in the updated family paradigm. And just to
help things along, she used a sliver of her power to double Rick’s semen
production, making sure he would be that much more frustrated, and more
compliant to his big sister’s wishes, when his Block time was up for renegotiation.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-3465378077998084512022-04-21T15:35:00.009-07:002022-09-02T08:49:48.802-07:00Cascade<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Warning:</b> death and destruction</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">PROLOGUE</span></b></div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Have a little too much fun last night?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Claire rolled her eyes at the slightly stocky guardswoman as
she swiped her ID card. “Alarm didn’t go off.” She leaned forward to peer into
the retina scanner as it extended from the side of the booth.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Lucky you, getting to sleep in.” The guardswoman held out
her hand past the window, and Claire took it. She allowed her innate mystic
defenses to lower, so the other woman could use her telepathy to scan Claire’s
mind for any obvious deceptions. Claire was not a fan of the procedure, but she’d
grown accustomed to it over the past year; with the things Magic allowed some
women to do, it would not be too difficult for exceptionally gifted saboteurs
to steal a staff member’s identity, down to altering their own body to match
the appearance. Supplementing the checks with psychic scans was the closest
they could get to fool-proofing the system.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The guardswoman gave Claire a sly smile, and the Researcher’s
Assistant jumped in her seat as she felt the impression of a female tongue give
her a deep, sensual lick between the legs. Claire flushed and pouted as the
guardswoman gave her a little wink. Claire let out a little breath and shivered
as the magic tongue left a sensual tingle that coaxed her sex to moisten. After
a few more seconds, the guard released her hand, and Claire let out a little
huff as she retracted her arm. She resisted the instinct to reach between her
legs.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Alright, you’re clean.” The guard thumbed the switch to
raise the checkpoint’s gate. “Well, <i>mostly</i>.”
She winked and made a tight little ring with her forefinger and thumb, and made
a tonguing motion through it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Claire flushed as the memory of last weekend rose sharply
into her thoughts. “Rude!” she huffed. “You want to keep your job, young lady?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The guard just laughed. “You want to keep <i>yours</i>? Better get moving.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Claire huffed again, but shot the guard a wry smirk.
“Touche,” she said as she pulled forward. Fortunately, the next two checkpoints
were a bit more professional, not pulling any little stunts just because they
were bored. She still felt a little tremor of arousal each time she had to let
the guardswomen scan her mind, and she had to keep both hands on the wheel to
resist temptation.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Finally, Claire reached the parking lot, muttering as she
had to find a space in the backmost row. She was already late, so she didn’t
see much point in rushing pell-mell to her station, but she couldn’t exactly
dilly-dally. As she parked and got out of the car, she winced a bit as the heat
in her sex stubbornly refused to calm. Had the other guards slipped her a
slow-burn Aphrodisiac Spell? She paused as she opened her senses, and with a
start, noticed the ambient Lust Energy that suffused the entire campus was
particularly strong today.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">A year at the Pandora Research Facility had trained her to
shut out even particularly intense bursts of arousal signals from dozens of men
at once. A staff member here <i>had</i> to,
if they were going to be even remotely capable of doing their jobs. The amount
of Sex Magic and Lust Energy being thrown around to conduct the experiments
would have most civilian women, and even some military-trained women, on the
floor, writhing in helpless, brain-melting ecstasy if they were in the same
room as some of the test subjects. There were times, while multiple experiments
were going at once, that little orgies broke out among the staff just to bleed
off their own tension.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But even the strongest surges of Magic shouldn’t manage to
get through the Barrier that surrounded the testing facilities. The parking lot
was a mile away from the nearest lab, and she was able to sense the sexual
signals coming from the labs, as if she was in the next building over.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She made her way to the small tram station, only to see the
automated shuttle wasn’t present. That seemed a little odd. Fortunately, there
were a couple of Board Boys on standby, idly sitting in their waiting booth for
use.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Claire put on a charming smile, looking with approval as their
cocks, already half-hard, started rising to full mast as soon as they saw her
approach. All three of the men were naked, strapping studs, but as they stepped
out of their booth, they looked down, almost bashfully, their body language
submissive as nervous puppies.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Such well-trained lads. Claire reached out and tapped the
throbbing cock of the red-headed man, and he immediately lay down on the ground
in a supine position, perfectly straight, arms at his sides and his cock aiming
skyward at a forty-five degree angle. The other two men shuffled wordlessly
back into their booth, as Claire pulled off her heels, and stepped onto the man
with her stocking-clad feet. As her right foot planted firmly on his ribs, her
left pressed down on his cock, cupping it perfectly with the angle of her foots
arch, and the man let out a shuddering little gasp.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She sent a spark of Sex Magical power through his organ,
seizing total control of his body. She locked him in position, making his body
literally stiff as a board. Then she floated him several feet above the ground,
using her power on her own body to keep herself perfectly balanced atop him.
Then, with a thought, the two of them flew over the shallow ravine that
separated the parking lot from the larger campus, following the bridge that was
reserved for shipping vehicles.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She could have crossed the gap in a minute at her starting
speed, but before she was even a quarter of the way across, she was forced to
slow down. The rush of Lust Energy signals grew with surprising swiftness as
she neared the edge of the Barrier. Her sex was suddenly dripping, her panties
and stockings starting to soak before she knew it. The man beneath her feet let
out a pained whimper as his cock <i>surged</i>
with excess pressure, feeling like it was about to lever her foot up!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She cut her speed down to a slow cruise, and dropped the two
of them to hover only a foot above the surface of the bridge. Something odd was
going on. The Barrier which blocked the artificially cut mesa was supposed to
block the extreme signals of Lust Energy and block Sex Mage spells from
escaping the facilities’ range. Even the strongest Archmages on staff had to
exert a Herculean amount of willpower to get one spell past the mystical wall.
Working in tandem, several Archmages could certainly pierce the shield more
easily, but there was no reason Claire could think of as to why they would do
that.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As she got closer, her legs quivered, but her trained
resilience held her aloft. However, the man beneath her was not as tough.
Despite her full-body binding spell, he physically shuddered, and a
disorienting burst of sheer Lust Energy fired off from his cock, spiking
straight up her leg, and striking her sex like a bolt of electricity! She let
out a sudden gasp, and the two crashed onto the ground as she shuddered in
sudden orgasm!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The loss of contact kept her from succumbing to a string of
climaxes, but with her binding spell broken, the man was writhing and crying
out on the asphalt. His penis was so hard it hurt, and yet, the sheer arousal
and tingling pleasure from the raw Sex Magic energy spilling out over the
bridge made the physical pain pale in comparison to the soul-crushing <i>NEED</i> to be touched.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The obedient, submissive, cowed male looked to Claire with a
savage sexual hunger. Boy Boards like him were trained, brainwashed if she was
being honest, into only acting or speaking on a woman’s queue, at least when
they were on shift. No young man of his position would dare to even look a
female staff member in the eye, much less presume to leer at her so brazenly,
if she wasn’t directly calling for his attention. But the sheer Lust the man
was experiencing right now, despite his own resistance training, had snapped
something in him. He started crawling towards her, reaching out to grab her,
his diamond-hard cock aiming right at her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Fortunately, he was just a man. His carnal drives served
only to empower her, and she was already a stronger than average Sex Mage. With
a single thought, she paralyzed him in place, freezing his body mid-crawl. His
agonizingly hard penis fueled the spell which bound him; he’d be stuck that way
until she or another woman undid the Binding. Or, in the very unlikely event he
managed to go soft any time soon, the spell would dissolve, and he would likely
have his head cleared enough to rush back to his station.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Just so he wasn’t in danger of a passing vehicle, she
floated his frozen form to the shoulder of the bridge, tucked against the wall.
She thought about flying him back to the parking lot, but she didn’t feel like
wasting the time. She had to see what was going on here, and he was just one
male grunt in the facility. He would keep for now.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Still, as she turned to jog the rest of the way towards the
facility, the young man let out a heartbreaking whimper. With another thought,
Claire opted to at least soothe a <i>bit</i>
of his aching need for female contact. She set a looping Blowjob Spell, nice
and slow and sensual, to caress his penis while he waited. His mew of relief
lasted only a couple seconds before it cut into a sharp, muffled cry as he hit
his Orgasm Block. It was always an existential struggle for guys in his
position: what was worse? Dying to be touched and not getting to feel it, or
feeling sexual pleasure without any relief?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">His desperate signals were already drowning out in the
cacophony of tension as she approached the edges of the mesa which held the
whole of Pandora’s buildings. As she got closer, she found she had to exert an
effort to block the signals out. What the fuck was going on in there? The
Barrier around the mesa was already strong enough on it’s own, but each of the
labs had it’s own system of lesser Barriers, with some of the rooms themselves
having another layer just to be safe.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">When she finally reached the edge of the Barrier, a great
dome of invisible mystic force, her mind’s eye could see the chaotic rippling
of the vast Spell. Something was exerting Magical pressure from within against
the whole surface of the field. Like a tire being filled with air until it
burst, the growing Magical pressure was threatening to crack the Barrier.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Claire swallowed nervously, even as she fought to keep her
body under control. She was flushed crimson, her pussy drooling fluid down her
thighs, her breathing deep and hot. Before she even realized she was doing it,
she had started pulling off her clothes. She managed to stop herself, and
concentrated all her mystical strength on shielding herself from the signals.
Concentrate… <i>concentrate</i>… as part of
her training, she’d been locked in a bunker full of months-denied young men
being edged continuously, forced to resist the overwhelming urge to tear her
clothes off and fuck herself blind on their helpless bodies! At first, she had
nearly cum herself unconscious just standing in the room. Within a month, she
had been able to sit calmly and read a book, totally ignoring the dozens of
wailing young men as they were cock-tortured with spells five times as intense
as when her training started!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She could do this… she could resist… she could do it…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Wait… what was she planning on doing once she got in there?
If it was this bad at the edge of the Barrier, what was it like <i>inside</i>? And how long had this been going
on? Did the guards even know what was happening yet?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She backed away. Something was absolutely not right.
Something was… wait, who was that?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Past the barred gates that signified the edge of the
Barrier, she could see a naked woman. Tall, blonde, walking with a slow,
deliberate step. She was looking around the campus, gazing at the various
buildings flanking the main road between them. Even though her eyes passed over
Claire, the woman didn’t seem to acknowledge her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It was then she realized there was no one else in sight.
Where was everybody? There weren’t even other scientists or guards or the free
roaming test subjects or any of the grunt boys… so where…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The was something like a high-pitched droning in the air.
Something that was competing with the roar of psychic signals Claire was trying
to keep out. The more she pushed the signals away, the clearer the roar became.
As she spared a few extra motes of brainpower to figure it out while
maintaining her concentration, she realized she was hearing screaming. Cries of
passion, of pain, of howling desperate pleas. One of those screams was awfully
close, and getting louder, ragged gasps of feminine anguish.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She realized the scream was coming from herself. She
realized, dully, that she was now on her knees. Her fingers were wet. She was
masturbating. She was naked. When had that happened? When was… oh god… she
couldn’t fight it anymore. The pleasure was rising in her core, and she was
screaming, and her willpower broke, and the cacophony of sexual signals rushed
into her like a tidal wave, and she was cumming, and she was thrashing like a
madwoman, and she was screaming, and it hurt, and it felt so good, and her vision
was blurring and her hearing was muddling and her body was cooking in sexual
heat, and it hurt, and it felt <i>so</i>
good, and she was cumming, and it hurt, and she was cumming, and it felt <i>SO</i> good, and she couldn’t stop, and she
didn’t know why she’d even want it to, and she could feel her own Magic
responding to her impossible ecstasy, radiating like a furnace to torment every
cock it could reach, turbo-charging them to coax other women to give into the
signals, and oh <i>Goddess</i>, she was
still cumming, and her mind was going, there was only the <i>pleasure</i>, forever and ever and ever…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The last thing her conscious mind registered was the naked
blond woman standing over her. Then her mystical senses were blinded as the
Barrier finally cracked, and all the surging Energy within erupted outwards
like a magical nova. And then, she was gone.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">PART ONE: CREATED</span></b></div></b><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1.1</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">She came awake gradually, first aware of the pleasing
psychic hum of sexual desire filling the room around her. Instinctively, she
reached forward, hands seeking to grasp the source of these pleasing signals,
like a baby reaching for its mother’s milk. Her fingers stopped at a hard
surface. The sudden awareness of physicality jolted her to consciousness.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She first realized the sensation of warm, thick wetness
surrounding her. She next trailed her fingers around the solid surface, smooth,
and hard. She could hear muffled sounds of people shouting around her. She
opened her eyes, and the world was a blurred mess. But another sort of sense
compensated, letting her see everything around her with beyond-human clarity.
Something in her mind was able to key into the signals of arousal in the people
around her, and in doing so, it opened their minds and bodies to her.
Instantly, she knew exactly what all the people around her looked like, who
they were, where they were. Her eyes trailed their movements, her mind
super-imposing the visual information from her mystical senses onto her mundane
ones. She could see them, and the entire room, in perfect clarity, despite her
normal vision being blocked by the thick slime.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She was inside a large glass tube, floating in some kind of
amniotic goop. With instinctive ease, her mystical senses plumbed the
information from the mind of the people around her. Scientists. Mostly female,
but a few males. Several other males were here as well, test tube clone
experiments, speed grown and psychically trained to be obedient Lust Energy
batteries.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Lust Energy? Sex Magic? Yes, these things she knew about,
without even needing to ask. It seemed a natural part of her. It’s what let her
dig into these scientists minds. She did so with no regard for their privacy
and no regard for their limits. Each and every one of them gasped and dropped
to their knees in shock as their bodies flushed with intense sexual heat. The
males in the room were used to this sort of thing, but the women were stunned
at the sudden invasive rush. They were used to being immune to other women’s
Sex Magic, with some rare exceptions. They had not expected her to cut through
their defenses in an instant.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">In just a few seconds, the woman in the tube understood
everything. She knew she was a clone, the only successful female clone formed
from combining several eggs, without including any sperm, mystically splicing
purely female DNA. They’d done it with sperm, resulting in the submissive young
men the staff used like tools. But eggs had been trickier, for reasons yet
undetermined. Again and again, they had tried it, only for every attempt to
fail. They couldn’t figure out why, except to theorize that maybe the Magic
just didn’t want it to happen.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Until they made her. This time, the merger took. Some slip
in the Magic? Some slight genetic misalignment between the eggs? Sheer brute
force finally working? They still didn’t know why, but they weren’t going to
waste this chance to study what seemed to be their ultimate achievement.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Once conceived, she’d been placed in this vat, her body
speed-grown to adulthood in under a month, using the Magic to warp her very
flesh. The scientists had been planning, once she was physically developed, to
download basic knowledge into her mind using their own psychic abilities, over
the course of a few days. They had just gotten started with the first batch of
memory implants this morning.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Their mistake. The woman in the tube didn’t need their help
with that. With a simple notion, she sucked in everything from their minds,
copying it into her own consciousness, blending it into the knowledge she
needed to function.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Sex Magic, a mysterious power that had come to Earth a
decade ago. Such a strange and uniquely focused power, which gave human females
absolute psychic control over human men’s bodies and minds through their
genitals and libidos. And beyond merely controlling men’s erections and orgasms
and arousal, the magic gave women other powers to ensure their domination of
society. Varying degrees of telekinesis, energy projection, shape shifting,
teleportation. Most women still only had influence over men’s bodies, but the
exceptional Mages proved there was more to the Magic than just a good time.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">So the scientists got to work, experimenting with the
limits. Across the world, breakthroughs were frustratingly sparse. If it didn’t
in some way accommodate female sexual domination of men, it seemed the Magic
didn’t care. There were ways humanity had been able to use the side-effects of
the Magic for other benefits to society, but that had more to do with clever
use of what was already there, not in finding ways to bend the Magic into other
functions.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But they kept trying. They made facilities like this one. As
a joke, they named it Pandora, after a woman of legend whose curiosity doomed
humanity to endless mortal dangers. They had no idea.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The woman in the tube flicked her attention to a couple of
the women. Their bodies jerked up off the floor, staggering like puppets on
tangled strings to the computer bank that controlled her tube. The other people
on the floor, boiling over with arousal, started giving into their urges,
pulling their clothes off and reaching for themselves, or each other.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The woman stopped them, freezing their bodies in place,
making them stay rigidly on their hands and knees, or leaning back with their
hands on their ankles. The two women at the computers finished clumsily
punching in the commands. The tube began to drain. For several long, agonizing
minutes, the gathered scientists and tool boys stared in awe as her full nudity
was revealed to them. As the fluid finally cleared her face, the woman opened
her mouth and forced the slime out of her lungs, without even needing to cough.
She wiped her eyes and finally saw the assemblage directly.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The dozen people were trembling, whimpering, bodies flushed.
Fluid oozed freely from the women’s legs, their nipples and clits almost
painfully stiff. The men’s cocks quivered with excessive tension, pre-cum
already seeping from the tips.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As the tube’s glass covering slid open, the woman inside
took her first breath, a calm, measured inhale and exhale. With a small flex of
her power, she pushed the rest of the slime off her body, instantly cleaning
herself. She looked at the people on the floor, and smiled. They cried out in
unison, their bodies wracked with orgasmic spasms, and the woman cut her hold
over them. They collapsed and bucked on the floor, cumming so hard, several of
them blacked out. Even the men achieved release, the woman’s gentle psychic
caress shattering their Orgasm Blocks with the sheer force of their climaxes.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The woman let out a sigh as she drank in the sudden burst of
Lust Energy. Most of it came from the men, but even the women gave her a
little. It didn’t just feel good, the effect was… <i>nourishing</i>. She felt her body flush with heat, and she felt as
though that had been her true first breath.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“H-how…” choked out one woman, a swarthy brunette, looking
up at her in tears. “Y-you can’t… I-I’m an… Archmage…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The woman from the tube kneeled down in front of her and
cupped her cheek. She smiled warmly as the woman choked out a ragged gasp and
her eyes rolled back in her head. With no effort at all, she slipped her power
into the woman’s mind and bolstered her arousal until all thought in her head
burned away, until she was nothing but a writhing, mewling fuck-puppet. That
she was an Archmage didn’t matter. Even the strongest woman’s shields had their
weak points, cracks and seams that even the weakest woman’s magic could slip
through, if only she knew how to look. It seemed most women, however, didn’t
understand this trick. They had spent so much time focusing on the men, they
hadn’t truly learned how to study each other to the same degree.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Of course, raw power certainly helped. Even without taking
advantage of the weak points in the shields, it was clear to the woman that she
could have cracked the Archmage’s shields with the barest effort. Just to prove
it, her power sought out the next strongest woman, sprawled on the floor a few
feet away, and popped her defenses like a soap bubble. The woman shrieked and
thrashed as her body was left wide open to the extra energy surging from her
fellow females, and every nerve in her body nearly fried from the overload.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“K-kayla…” gasped another of the women. The woman from the
tube looked over at her, studying her calmly.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“What was that?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Kayla…” she gasped. “Stop… please… turn down your… Magic…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She went over to the woman, not bothering to kneel down.
With a flick of her finger, she levitated the squirming scientist off the
floor. She hadn’t even consciously thought to try and do it; every Sex Magic
trick each of these well-studied women knew, she understood instinctively. The
scientist gasped as the woman’s mere attention elevated the sexual pressure in
her helpless body. She reeled, eyes rolling, mouth agape and drooling, her sex
gushing feminine fluid until her pants were completely drenched.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“K-K-Kayla… s-stop…” she shuddered, and before her mind went
blank, the woman from the tube dipped into her thoughts. “Kayla” was the name
they’d intended to give her. How nice of them to dignify her with an identity.
She sent another pulse of her power through the scientist, and the woman
spasmed in orgasmic seizure, until her mind went totally blank. Kayla let her
drop like a dead weight to the floor as she let out a pleased sigh. She turned
to the others, a predatory gleam in her eye.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">They were all screaming now. Crying out not just from
pleasure, but pain. With every orgasm they experienced, they felt something
deep inside them give. Something was wrong. This wasn’t just an extreme
overload of Sex Magic stimulation. An animal panic filled them, trying in vain
to cut through the sexual haze. As they came again in rapid succession, their
Lust Energy funneled straight to Kayla, who drank it up greedily.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Higher and higher, the energy climbed, until she was nearly
full. But somehow, she never got entirely satiated. The people writhing and
screaming at her feet came and came and came and came and came, until their
minds broke and their muscles tore, and even the magic couldn’t keep them
going. They fell into twitching comas, barely alive, what was left of their
consciousness knowing only blinding pleasure they could not properly process.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla frowned. The Energy from them was lessening. Their
bodies had been taken too far. But she could sense others beyond the room.
Fresher, virile people were all around her, beyond the walls of this chamber.
She walked to the entrance, noting it was a an electronically controlled
sliding door, made of thick steel. She glanced to the side, where a retina
scanner was bolted to the frame. She could have dragged one of their scientists
over to open it, but she didn’t think that was necessary. Instead, she simply
shoved against the door. The thick steel crumbled inward like it was made of
tin foil, the solid steel screeching as it bent, the mechanism sparking and
snapping as the door was ripped from it’s track. A simple flex of Sex Magical
power, and her strength far surpassed that of a mere machine.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She flinched, however, as she exerted herself. She had not
felt any physical strain, but instead a brief unsteadiness as she pulled her
hand back. For a moment, that pleasant, warm feeling had flickered. But the
brief feeling of loss was already gone before she’d fully comprehended it;
perhaps she had imagined it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The crumpled door opened out into a hallway, lined with more
doors spaced far apart. A few such rooms had thick glass to allow others to
observe the experiments, but just as many were sealed behind solid walls. Sex
Magic, of course, ignored such mundane barriers. She could sense everyone
within every room. As she opened her senses further, she took in a full view of
the entire facility. There were a few thousand people present, hundreds of
staff, hundreds more test subjects. All of them simmered with the Energies of
Lust, ripe for the taking. With a thought, she extended her power to coax every
man and woman to overflow with arousal. None of them could resist.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1.2</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">She took her time, casually strolling the halls of the
facility as Lust Energy poured into her from all around. The warmth continued
to pulse inside her with each new burst of power from the hapless humans around
her. Overcome with rampant lust, men and women collapsed to the floor, writhing
and howling. Some of the more resilient ones grabbed the nearest person and
started fucking them. A scant few attempted to fight her, Archmages pushing
their power to their utmost to block her, only for her to pop their shields as
easily as the others.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The power spiked higher and higher, the more people she
triggered. She noticed, too, an interesting feedback loop. The men, venting
Lust Energy like little magic geysers, were further triggering the women around
them, causing them to lose control of their Sex Magic, radiating their Arousal
Auras at full blast, and randomly firing off Tease Spells. In turn, the women’s
Magic just pushed the men’s arousal even higher, forcing more Lust Energy out
of them. Kayla didn’t even need to push her power onto them to maximize the
effectiveness of the energy flow; all she had to do was rev their erotic
engines into the red, and their own power would take over in a spiraling
feedback.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It felt wonderful. All that Lust Energy filling the whole
facility, and then funneling into her. The pleasant warmth and fullness
continued, filling her with contentment. She could just bask here forever. She
could—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Something sparked off her awareness. As she came out into
the main lobby of her building, she saw a trio of scientists bucking on the
marble floor. There was something wrong with one of them, a skinny young woman
who was making a strange rattling noise with her throat. Kayla sensed a spike
of mental cold shoot through the haze of lust. She recognized the feeling as a
sheer, animal terror.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla stepped up to her, and watched her curiously. The
woman flopped onto her back and gasped and her unfocused eyes seemed to meet
Kayla’s gaze. And then, with a final shuddering seizure, her body suddenly went
limp. Kayla felt a final surge of Lust Energy pour off the woman, and then
nothing. No Energy, no warmth, no thought, no feeling. Only an emptiness in the
husk of her body.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla flexed her power against the woman, only to find she
didn’t respond. It was as if there was nothing there for her to grasp. She was…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">…she was dead. Kayla gasped the moment she realized, with a
terrifying coldness, what had just happened, and what it meant. Her power was
so strong, the spiraling storm of Magic so intense, that it had taken the woman
beyond Sex Magic’s considerable protections. Sex Magic, a force that tried it’s
best to keep its users and victims alive, could still go too far. It could
shatter minds and break bodies. It could kill from sheer energetic overload. In
such latter cases, Sex Magic could still be used, if properly applied, to jolt
a body back to life, to stitch a mind back together, the way a drowned person
could be resuscitated with another’s breath.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But this was different. She knew just looking at the woman,
that something fundamental had been lost when she had drunk the last of her
energy. There would be no bringing her back. She was gone. She was dead. And Kayla
had killed her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla frowned. She hadn’t meant to do that. She looked to
the others in the lobby, two dozen staff members and a couple test subjects,
strewn about the room, all of them comatose, or nearly so, as they cooked in
the sheer force of her sexual power. She could tell that several of them were
nearing the same peak this woman just had. Curious, Kayla let it happen.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">In rapid succession, a dozen more people suddenly passed, a
final burst of Lust Energy firing off like flares, until to be quickly snuffed
as she sucked the power inside her. She glanced back to the room where she had
first emerged to double check. Most of them, her first victims, had already
snuffed out as well. She just hadn’t noticed while she’d been busy taking in
the rest of the facility.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">More of them started to go. One by one, like stars winking
out across the night sky, the burning signals of Lust from the overclocked
victims of her power crossed a fatal threshold that Sex Magic couldn’t
compensate for. And with every single death, she saw that moment of sheer
terror, the horrific realization of their imminent end, cut through the
mind-rending haze of lust. Too brief, perhaps, for the mortal mind to really
comprehend it before they passed. But strong enough for Kayla to notice, now
that she recognized it for what it was.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The primal recognition of death. The thought of it chilled
her to the bone, and no amount of Lust Energy could warm away that horrid
thought of feeling that sensation herself.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Maybe... maybe she should stop. She didn’t really care about
these people. If anything, she wanted, on a guttural level, to make them writhe
and suffer endlessly in her power. But at the same time, did she want them
dead? She paused, and with a simple thought, dialed down the magic. It was so
easy, as simple as blinking or breathing. The Magic itself bent to her will
with no effort on her part, as if it were an extension of herself, to a degree
that she knew no other woman on Earth had ever experienced. It was almost as if
she <i>was</i> the Magic, made manifest in
the form of this unorthodox body.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Dial it down, dial it down, to just a low ebb, just a
trickle. Let the people around her simmer in it, let their bodies recover. She
intuited that, perhaps a bit ironically, the key to healing a person from Sex
Magic overload was more Sex Magic. It was sheer intensity that killed, not
duration. A steady, light trickle of the Magic would sustain them, and slowly
cool their bodies down, mend the injuries, and piece their minds back together.
It might take a little time, but she could easily flex the Magic to bolster the
healing effects. Perhaps in a day, they would all be back on their feet. And
then they would serve her, feed her their wonderful Energy, the subjects of her
personal little Queendom. And then—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She staggered where she stood. There was a twisting in her
gut, and her vision swam. She leaned heavily against a wall, and clasped a hand
to her face. She felt a sudden, sick hollowness, a suffocating feeling. The
warmth was fading quickly. Deep inside her, she felt a gnawing sensation, a
sense of sheer hunger.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Energy! She needed more Lust Energy. As she sucked in the
last of the overcharge, she was left with only a mere trickle emanating from
the people she was trying to recover. She had to let them soak in most of it so
the healing could take effect, but even if she drew in everything they were
producing now, she knew it wouldn’t be enough. She grit her teeth, and forced
herself to bare it. She could feed on a stronger source soon. Maybe she could
get the first ones to recover to get her more healthy people to feed on.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Feed? Yes, feed. She was hungry, thirsty, cold. The moment
the Energy had lessened to a mere ebb, the weakness had overcome her. Where had
all that Energy gone? She had drunk in so much of it, and yet, it was as if she
couldn’t stay satiated. Like how a Sex Magic Spell needed a constant feed of
Lust Energy to function. She—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The realization struck her with a sickening chill. She had
thought, just a moment ago, that she felt as if she was a manifestation of the
Magic itself. She was unique, the only fully female DNA splice attempt to
succeed, for reasons none of the scientists could figure out. Was she… was she
actually… not just a spliced cloning experiment? Or if she was, could she only
function because some Spell was keeping her alive? A Spell that needed to be
constantly fed to sustain her…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She stumbled to her hands and knees and grit her teeth. No.
No that couldn’t be all she was. Or if it <i>had</i>
to be that, surely she could reign in how much she needed? She would try to
hold on until at least a few of the scientists got their minds back, and then
she would pick their brains for answers.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She held out for another minute, until she felt something
dark and terrifying cross her mind. She recognized in herself, that dreadful
spike of darkness she’d seen in the people who had passed. She knew with
certainty, that if she didn’t keep absorbing the Energy, and enormous amounts
of it at that, she was going to die.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She shuddered and her breath grew ragged. She didn’t want to
die. She didn’t want to die. Hungry. Thirsty. Breathless. Cold. Dying. Only the
Energy she drew from the people around her seemed to make the pain go away,
chased the specter of death away.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She tried to stop herself. But in the end, as her vision
began to dim, she broke. She knew she wouldn’t make it, if she gave them time
to recover. With a thought, she dialed up the pleasure storm in those people within
the rest of her building. Those immediately around her spent a final few
moments in unfathomable ecstasy, before they each died in a violent final
release. Throughout the rest of the building, the remaining victims followed,
passing several at a time. She drank in their Lust Energy greedily, and their
life force with it. In less than five minutes, the building was emptied of all
but herself.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It stalled the hunger for all of a minute. She had just
managed to shuffle across the lobby to reach the exit, and then she was on her
knees again. She feel like she was going to implode as her core seemed to chew
upon itself.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla took a mystic glance around the whole of the Pandora
facility. There were a little over a thousand people left. More of them beyond
her building had died than she had realized, and those still alive were on
their last legs. It wouldn’t be enough. She had to keep feeding. The Lust
Energy was her sustenance. If it stopped, she would stop.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She didn’t want to stop. What would happen when the people
in the facility couldn’t sustain her any more? She hissed as the pain in her gut increased,
and her vision dimmed again. She let her power surge, and set off the remainder
of the people in the facility. She tried to regulate the Energy flow, but she
was already too starved. Greedily, she sucked it all in. She was going to burn
through the rest in ten minutes, tops. Then what?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla drew what knowledge she could from her victims before
their minds were lost. There was a small military base ten miles away, where
most of the staff stayed. Beyond that, the facility was isolated, a hundred miles
from the nearest settlement, a small town of less than a thousand, and two
hundred miles from the town after that.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She knew about the Barrier that surrounded the facility. She
knew it couldn’t stop her, living Spell or not. But could she make it to the
next settlement in time? Maybe if she flew. She could do that, right? But using
her powers to do more than just inflame arousal would drain her; she remembered
that brief flash of weakness after pushing the steel door aside.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She would have to risk it. She started walking to the edge
of the facility conserving her energy as she drew in as much power as possible.
She headed towards the bridge that connected the low mesa to the desert beyond.
She noticed a woman on the ground, writhing in the Energies that were bleeding
through the Barrier. Beyond her, another of the artificially grown men, and
further across the bridge, a scant few guards. Just a few more morsels of
Energy for the created woman.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla paused, risking a bit of strength to shove apart the
bars of the gate and step through them. As she did, she felt herself cross the
Barrier’s threshold. With a thought, she cracked it open, the Energies of the
shield bending to her will, and she sucked its power into herself along with
the final surges from Pandora’s people.</div> <o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Bracing herself, she shot into the sky and rocketed towards
the nearest settlement.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1.3</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla paused only briefly to strike the military base,
subsuming them with inhuman arousal, and drinking in their Energy before the
hunger could strike. On a whim, she decided to bring them with her, lifting
several hundred people telekinetically, sacrificing a bit of each person’s Lust
Energy to fuel the Spell that held them. She let them trail along after her
across the sky, dropping each body as soon as it was spent.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She sent her power ahead, and the first town was already
writhing in fatal pleasure when she reached it, greedily sucking in the power
as the last of the soldiers in her grasp fell away. She hovered in the air,
grabbed the most resilient of her victims to hold off for the flight, and
finished off the weaker ones before she moved on. She did the same to the next
town, and the next.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She didn’t set down upon the Earth again until she reached a
proper city, five hundred miles away. She dropped into a copes of trees along
the main highway that lead into the city limits. Major metropolises like this
were a lot emptier than they had once been, as Sex Magic had forced people to
spread themselves apart to avoid reckless overspills of Spells and Lust. But
they were still bustling compared to the small towns most people had moved out
to. A quick assessment told her there were about seven-hundred thousand people
living within the city limits.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Just getting here had exhausted her Energy reserves, costing
her all of her stolen victims from the towns. But here, finally, she knew she
could get her fill. For moment, sensing so many bright points of energy in so
many people at once, she hesitated. The scale of what she was going to attempt
was briefly beyond her. Maybe this would be enough. Maybe this many people
could give her enough energy to sustain her, if she could pace the feed, and
cycle through the populace…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But the twist in her gut told her there was no chance. It
would take far more than this. Something about the Magic that sustained her, it
needed more and more to keep itself going. The last town of several thousand
had barely gotten her this far.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Was their a limit to how much she would need? Did she need
so much because something inside her was growing to some critical mass? Or was
the Spell that sustained her already fraying apart, needing more Energy just to
forestall her own inevitable decay? For once, her power didn’t tell her. But
whatever the cause, she knew even this city would not be enough.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It would take millions. Tens of millions. Eventually <i>hundreds</i> of millions. She couldn’t stop,
not until she took as much as there was possible to take, or until she finally
reached whatever peak the Magic was craving. Even just standing here, assessing
her situation, made the Hunger twist her guts until she fell to the ground and
screamed, writhing in the grass at the city’s edge.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It hurt. It hurt <i>so
much</i>. And even more than the pain, the sheer terror of her demise overwhelmed
her. The cold, gnawing need that refused to leave her alone. The <i>Hunger!</i></div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">What if it didn’t stop? <i>Ever?</i>
What was she going to do? Was she really ready to consume the whole world?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla looked up to the cityscape, gritting her teeth. A dark
pit formed in her core. The lives of these people didn’t really mean anything
to her. They were her food. She was their predator. But a small kernel of
empathy gave her pause. Long enough to know they were just as afraid to die as
her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But that was just nature wasn’t it? Everybody died.
Everybody had to feed. To drink. To breathe. Did she really care, or was this
just the remnant echoes of fear from those she’d consumed already?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She screamed again as she felt her insides threaten to tear.
She couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to die. She had only just been born, and
she didn’t want to die!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She banished whatever sliver of regret she had started to
feel. Useless emotions wouldn’t keep her alive. She glared at the city, and
unleashed her power towards it. She didn’t hold back. As the warmth of
thousands trapped in horrific ecstasy washed over her, she let out a sigh of
relief.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i>So</i> much better.
Immediately, she felt warm, safe, and relaxed. She stood tall and casually
strolled towards the city. There were so many people here, it would take a
while to go through them all.</div></i><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But just to be sure, she pushed her power a little harder.
She puffed up the arousal of every man and woman straight into the redline,
most of them losing consciousness before even realizing what was happening. She
supposed, if she <i>must</i> kill them all,
she could spare them conscious suffering as much as she could manage it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Then the surge struck her. Just like back in Pandora, the
spiral of Energy feedback kicked in. Men radiated their Lust to the woman around
them, supercharging the women’s Arousal Auras and unconsciously cast Spells,
which in turn spiked the men’s Lusts higher, which drove the woman’s energy
higher!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla swayed on her feet as the surge of power nearly bowled
her over. She recovered quickly, her ever-starving body adjusting itself to
suck in as much power as it could at once. She had been so desperate to feed,
she had forgotten the risk of this effect. She could handle it. If anything, it
made her feel more charged, more <i>alive</i>
than she had yet felt!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">This wasn’t like back at the facility. There were far, far
more people this time, and the effects were quickly going out of control! The
Energy was spiraling into a maelstrom! Kayla had to brace herself as even her
endless maw was staggered by the sheer, overwhelming force of the Magic!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But her body adapted. Within seconds, she stood tall again,
drawing the power into her as if her form were a bottomless pit. She still
could not drain it all at once, but she was sucking it down even faster. The
Energy around her form was so thick, the very air around her began to glow.
Telekinetic force kicked up a windstorm with her body at its center. Higher and
higher the Energy grew, and in a great and terrible wave, seven-hundred
thousand people had the life crushed out of them. Kayla screamed as the surge
of power swelled even higher, forcing her body to adjust and take in as much as
it could, before her body burst from the overload!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then the Energy died. And Kayla was left shaking on the
ground, her body glowing and vibrating. After a few moments, she managed to
calm herself and get back to her feet. She took a long breath and gazed up at
the sun, basking in its rays. For the moment, she felt satiated. But she knew
it wouldn’t last. Maybe an hour. Maybe less.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">If that was what it took, then that’s what she would do. Go
from city to city. Get as much energy as possible at each, and keep moving,
until she was able stop, or was forced to. She looked to the horizon, and cast
her senses to the next large settlement. It was only then that she realized the
true depth of her error.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She could feel a wave of more Lust Energy already pouring
off the horizon. She extended her senses further. Seventy miles away, she found
another major city, and everyone within was already writhing in overclocked
ecstasy. Kayla blinked in surprise. She hadn’t pushed her power <i>that</i> far, had she? She cast her senses
further. Lines of Lust Energy and Arousal Auras extended from that city,
radiating like a growing web, connecting one settlement to another. Every place
the web touched, the spiraling surge of Sex Magic was already overtaking the
populace.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla felt a pit in her stomach, a different sort of dread
from the hunger. She pieced it together almost instantly.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The women in this city were attuned to the cocks of men in
other cities. When their Arousal Auras and Spells had started firing off out of
their control, their power had naturally reached out to those more distant men,
triggering their bodies to start venting Lust Energy at the enhanced rate. And
just like in this city, those men’s Energies forcibly triggered the Magic of
the women around them, which fed back to the men, which fed back again to the
women. And of course, those women’s attunements reached to yet more cities and
towns further away, creating an omni-directional cascade that rapidly spread
the hyper-charged storm of Sex Magic across the entire country. Soon enough,
the rest of the world would follow.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The only reason this hadn’t happened back at Pandora was
that the Barrier had blocked the effect. But this city, of course, had no such
Barrier, and the much greater number of people affected had caused the surge to
grow too fast. She could see that by the time she had finished feeding here, it
had already spread too far to stop it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The pit in her stomach grew. She knew, immediately, that she
had doomed the entire world, and herself with it. All she could do was try to
drink in as much of the power as she could, while the rest of the world was
still alive to give it. Either she would manage to hit a saturation point that
would finally enable to her to survive long term without Lust Energy, or she
would be the last victim of her own reckless consumption.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">PART TWO: GESTALT</span></b></div></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b><o:p> </o:p></b></div></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>2.1</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">Brannon moaned as his body’s urges finally fought through
the haze of sleep to force himself awake. His body was flushed with erotic
heat. His cock felt diamond-hard and his balls ached for release! The nipples
of his pert breasts were sensually stiff, and his pussy ran free with wet
desire—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Hey, wait a minute!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Even as his hands moved to clutch his breast and his cock,
he jolted awake with a small feminine gasp! He whipped the sheets off himself
and stared down at his… no, his <i>girlfriend’s</i>
body! His girlfriends body, except she also had his cock, jutting like a
throbbing monolith up from where her clitoris should be! And his balls… well,
he could feel as though he had testicles, but instead of a sack beneath his
dick, he saw two small mounds to either side of his dick, framing the slick
slit of his girlfriends pussy. A pussy which <i>demanded</i> he start filling!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">He let out a girly mew as his urges broke through his shock,
and he quickly grabbed his cock with his right hand, pumping quickly, while he
dug his left fingers into his/her sex.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Oooooh, FINALLY!</i> came
the soft, honeyed voice of his girlfriend, echoing in his thoughts.</div></i><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Damn it, Dini!” he said in her voice, between lustful
huffs. “I told you… to quit waking… me up… this way! AAAH!” He/she shuddered as
their sensually sensitive body roiled with erotic pressure, and they bucked in
the bed as their pussy gushed and their cock clenched! But no semen was
forthcoming… the male side of them was being denied, while the female side
enjoyed the bliss of climax! If anything, it was as if their pussy was stealing
their cock’s release!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i>But it’s sooooo fun!</i>
was the mental reply. <i>That felt soooo
good! Come on, keep going, keep going!</i></div></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></i><div style="text-align: left;">Helpless to disobey the demands of two bodies in heat,
Brannon masturbated their shared body with frantic fervor, experiencing the
euphoria of multiple female releases, even as he writhed in cruel male denial!
She spurred him to keep going, making their shared body writhe and buck and
holler and cum/edge in a maddeningly heady state of terrible, wonderful sexual
magic!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, finally, she was satisfied. With one final, staggering
climactic edging, their body floated right off the bed. There was a brilliant
flash of light, and their one body became two, and they fell back onto the
mattress. Dini, his cute Archmage girlfriend, was shivering in the aftershocks
of that wonderful string of climaxes, and giggling with delightedly at her
little “prank”. Brannon, gasping, was left with the hollow ache of the
session’s denial, his blue balls demanding release.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Dini!” he whimpered in his own voice again.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She rolled over and kissed him. “Mmm… such a good boy… I
think you <i>do</i> deserve a treat for that!”
And she slid lower down, and her mouth enveloped him, and he let out a
tremendous shout as his cock started pumping his seed down her throat! He cried
out like a girl as she suckled his cock lovingly, her mouth bobbing on the top
few inches, her tongue sliding around the head, her lips tightly tugging the
underside of the ridge with every bob. After nearly half a minute of pumping
all the cum she’d made him build up, she finally left him with a soft pop.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Brannon sagged bonelessly into the bed, a trembling, sweaty
mess, and nearly fell back asleep again. Dini, sighing with contentment, slid
back up and snuggled against him.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“F-fuck…” he whispered when he could find his breath again.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Dini giggled. “We just did!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“That trick is still too weird…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Her hand reached down and clasped his soft, very well
satisfied cock. “You <i>really</i>
complaining?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">He gave her a wary look. “I guess not.” He tilted his head
down and kissed her, ignoring the taste of his own spunk in her mouth.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Mmmm, I <i>suppose</i>
I’ll accept that answer for now.” Dini pulled back and stretched with a cute
little grunt, and slid herself out of the bed to get dressed.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Brannon admired her sexy form as she slid her clothes on,
and despite the enormous climax he’d just had, his poor, exhausted cock still
started to get stiff just looking at her. He knew he was enormously lucky
having an Archmage girlfriend who actually took care of him. But sometimes that
meant putting up with her sudden impish urges. Still, she had never callously
hurt him, despite the fact that Archmages were as close to goddesses as there
were in this Sex Mage World. Most such women had whole harems of men they went
through like little chewtoys, and their sheer power and influence meant almost
no one would challenge their cruelty.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Dini wasn’t like that at all. It perhaps helped that she had
an especially rare power, even among the supernaturally enhanced Archmages. She
called it the Gestalt, the ability to fuse herself with other people, melding
their bodies together to share each others senses and feelings. It was thanks
to this power that she could even have normal lovers, letting her adjust their
bodies while they were fused so that they could withstand her enhanced Sex
Magic even when they had comparatively normal sex.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It was likewise, Brannon suspected, why she never truly gave
in to the cruelty Sex Magic tempted all women with. Fusing with several men
since her empowerment had shown her what it was like, in a way even telepathy
couldn’t, to be a man in a world where any woman could casually take control of
them, use them for sexual fun, and then toss them aside without a thought.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She still put him through intense tease and denial sessions,
of course. That’s just how sex was these days. But unlike most other women, she
always pampered him when they were done. He was a very lucky man indeed.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Dini turned back and smiled at him, easily reading his
appreciation. “You’ll make me blush,” she chided.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Heaven forbid,” he said as he finally got out of bed as
well. He came over to her, and they kissed again, intimate warmth passing
through them as the Magic let their hearts and minds embrace along with their
bodies.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Finally, though, they had to pull away. They both had jobs
to get to, after all.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Try not to let the ladies get carried away trying to pop my
shield again,” said Dini with a wink.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Brannon laughed. “It was only the one time!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Once is all it takes to start an obsession!” she warned.
She motioned between them, indicating their bodies and winked. “As you well
know.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">They laughed, and a few minutes later, they were heading out
the door, taking opposite paths. Brannon’s job was only a block away, but Dini
had to cut through a park to reach her office. She still had some time, so she
slowed her pace and took in the cool spring air with a smile. What a great
morning! The sun was shining with only a few small clouds, but the air was just
cool enough to tame its heat. The birds were chirping. People were walking by
with smiles on their faces. She could sense an ambient hum of Lust Energy in
the air, the general background of mystic signals that came with living in a
city. Thousands of men with varying degrees of blue balls all contributed to a
psychic blanket over the whole city, keeping the women healthy and happy.</div> <o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It was a little fucked up that Sex Magic meant men’s sexual
suffering brought women so many benefits and so much pleasure, but Dini did her
part to not be a tyrant about it. The city wasn’t <i>that</i> bad; you had the occasional vindictive or tyrannical woman,
but for the most part, the men got to blow their loads somewhat regularly.
Seeing as how there were so many people in the city, it wasn’t quite as
necessary to torment the poor boys to keep the ambient Lust Energy up. Not like
out in some of the smaller towns.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Which is why Dini paused and frowned as she sensed a sudden
spike in the Energy levels, starting off to the West. She tilted her head as
she looked to the distance, staring past the wall of buildings to hone her
senses on the signals source. Before she could even focus on where the surge
was coming from, the wave of Energy struck her like a runaway truck. Her whole
body was alight with a surge of arousal that took her breath away, followed by
a pleasure that ripped through her body like a bolt of lightning.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She was completely taken by surprise. The psychic chorus of
tens of thousands of high-intensity signals, as if every man in the city were
experiencing diamond-hard erections and teased with hundreds of spells at once!
Every man was venting Lust Energy like a blast furnace! And all around them,
the women were taken completely by surprise! Their Sex Mage senses were flooded
with so many signals at such high intensity, their own minds blanked out from
the euphoria, as they shuddered violently in a state beyond the most intense
climax. Their overcharged bodies bled off Sex Magic with nearly equal force,
only serving to further torture the men around them, and enhance their signals!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">None of them stood a chance. Even Dini, whose Archmage level
power normally let her casually block out the signals of hundreds blue balled
of men, managed to resist the crushing wave of Energy for only a mere second.
And then, her mind was consumed in the torrent, her body collapsing and
spasming in an endless stream of agonizingly intense climaxes.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Before her thoughts dissolved completely into the chaotic
whirl of sexual mania, she mentally screamed, reaching out with her power. Instinctively,
she sought out those familiar signals, of her boyfriend, of past lovers, even
her brother and father, seeking strength in them. Through the roar of Energy,
she thought she felt a few familiar sparks, but they were lost just as quickly.
She grit her teeth, and pushed with every ounce of her crumbling willpower,
blindly reaching, blindly grasping, blindly pulling.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She felt several of the distinct signals suddenly cut off.
Not just lost in the chorus, but gone, completely. Fear momentarily cut through
the haze, as she sensed, with terrible certainty, that those men’s lives were
over, as they died in her mystic grasp.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">This couldn’t be happening! What could have even caused
this? How could it possibly be stopped? She reached for them, trying to draw
strength from the storm of Energy, to bolster herself with it. But it was too
much. Her body was already <i>overloaded</i>
with power, and she could take no more! Unless… unless she used her power… and
joined her strength with others… maybe she could…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She reached out. She grasped as many as she could. She
pulled them to her. But it was already too late. Her senses were scrambling.
Her thoughts were fading. She didn’t know who she was anymore. She didn’t
understand what was happening. All she knew was that it hurt and she was going
to die and everyone around her was wailing in agony and their minds were boiling
away and their bodies were rattling their final breaths and it was too late and
they were going to die and she didn’t want to die, please, <i>please</i>, someone, <i>anyone</i>
make it stop!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Her last thought was a psychic scream that echoed in every
still-coherent mind for hundreds of miles, a wordless plea for salvation,
before everything faded into blinding white.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>2.2</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">She snapped awake. In the midst of a field of flowers, a
small woman found herself lying naked and hot in the afternoon sun. What had
happened? What was going on? One moment, she was playing... or had she been
jogging... or... making love? Cooking? Cleaning? Doing her taxes? What? What...?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She looked at her hands. Pale skin. She held out at a lock
of short hair. A pale pink that didn’t look dyed. She patted herself down as
she stood. A tight, nubile body, modest breasts, shapely hips.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She looked around herself. She was in the middle of a city.
She recognized the park in the city’s center; she’d come here hundreds of times
a day, walking past the flower beds to reach... no... not... not hundreds...
but…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She took a hesitant step forward, moving out of the small
patch of flowers, walking over to a nearby building. In the windows reflection,
she saw a petite woman, pale skin, short pink hair in a pixie cut, ice-blue
eyes, red lips and nails. Around her body was a silken white dress, lined with
blue trim.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She leaned forward and stared into her own eyes. Who was
she? She had memories, so many memories. Too many. She remembered the city from
so many different angles. Thousands of images, thousands of sounds, hundreds of
events, millions of moments of time. As if the memories of thousands of lives
were rushing through her mind all at once.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She remembered... being a woman. No. Being women. Many
women. She remembered being men. She remembered being young. She remembered
being old. She remembered being middle aged. But there was something that
overwhelmed them all. A single event that seemed to unify each and every
lifetime at once…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Pleasure. Unfathomable pleasure. Rising to the point of
pain, and then going further beyond to a state of bliss the mortal mind could
not comprehend. Overwhelming. Terrifying. Rapturous. Until that final moment,
when, all at once, everything ceased…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And she knew. Sex Magic. Lust Energy. A wave of it had
washed over the city, like a mystical tsunami, drowning the entire population
in a storm of sexual fever. The sheer overwhelming power forced the Magic to
fly out of control, women’s spells firing on automatic as men’s energy
overloaded their systems. And among the populace, one woman in particular had a
very rare gift. An Archmage whose sheer power had let her hold her
consciousness a bit longer than her fellows.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She remembered being this woman. She remembered praying,
begging for someone, something, to save them. As everyone around her screamed
until they had no breath left to give, as they convulsed until their bones
broke, and their minds boiled away, this woman prayed for a miracle, a final
desperate cry to please let it end…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">and then...</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">and then...</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i>She</i> awakened.</div></i><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The petite woman blinked as she turned to observe the city.
Without consciously thinking to, she began to float in the air. She rose above
the small park and turned slowly as she cast out her senses. As a Sex Mage, her
mystical senses should have let her detect the men around her. And she knew her
power was great enough, she should have sensed the women as well.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">There was no one. She was alone. Except... that wasn’t quite
right, was it? As her mind continued to organize itself, as she regained her
composure, the context clues rapidly fell into place. The floating woman came
to the improbable, yet somehow most sensible conclusion.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She was not alone in the city. She <i>was</i> the city, the sum total of it’s citizens, drawn by the last
woman’s power, into a singular being. The combined Magic strength of a million
women. The endless well of Energy of a million men. A self-sufficient entity
unbound by mortal limits. A Goddess.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But, as she became fully oriented, she looked to the
horizon. The storm of Sex Magic was still whirling around her city. She could
see it so clearly, great waves of Lust Energy lighting the world around her, moving
in a spiraling mass towards the southwest. It was all being drawn towards
something.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She extended her senses further. Miles beyond her city, she felt
more people writhing and screaming and... dying...</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">In every direction, she threw her senses out, reaching
hundreds of times farther than any single woman she had previously been had
managed. Everyone around her was trapped in the storm. An out of control
cascade of Sex Magic had ensnared every human being across the continent.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And it was killing them. Overloading their bodies until
their brains cooked from the sensory overload and their flesh pulverized in
vicious orgasmic spasms. She traced the flow of Energy towards the eye of the
storm, and saw…</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She wasn’t sure. A bright, blazing star of pure Sex Magic,
surrounded by a corona of Lust Energy that seemed to be disappearing down a
bottomless well.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The short woman sank back to the ground for a moment,
getting her bearings. She filed through her memories, trying to decide what she
could do. The knowledge of millions was sifted through with a speed and clarity
surpassing human capability. Whatever she was now, she was free of the storm.
Did she have the power to stop it? She weighed her options. She didn’t know
what was at the center of that star of energy, but she had to try <i>something</i>.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She rose into the air, prepared to rocket towards that
strange star. But she knew there were better options of travel. Multiple
Archmages were a part of her, and the entire suite of powers at their disposal
was hers to command, and she had their knowledge to use them perfectly. Several
such women had the power to teleport. And using the men within her to fuel her
own powers, she could use them at will, with no need to find other males.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">With a thought, she folded space around her, and vanished into
thin air. She reappeared within a few miles of the edge of the Magical storm. The
small woman, despite her sudden newfound power, had to make an effort to focus,
mentally “squinting” to get her sexual senses to see through the haze of
energetic light. Gradually, her mystic vision made out the form at the core of
the glow.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It was a woman, standing tall. She seemed to be in a daze,
floating in the air as the torrent of Lust Energy drew into her like light into
a black hole. As she gazed down at the energetic being, she realized it wasn’t
just flesh and blood. The glowing woman’s entire body was alive with the Magic.
No, not “with” the Magic. The woman before her <i>was</i> Magic. A humanoid construct of pure Sex Magic energy, feeding
on the Lust Energy storm.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Myriad minds put it together in a heart beat. She knew this
Sex Magic Entity was the one responsible for the storm that had taken the
continent. To fuel her own existence, she had triggered the cascade of power,
and was now feeding on it! She either didn’t care that was going to end the
lives of everyone caught within, or perhaps she desired it. Either way, the Sex
Magic woman was going to <i>consume</i> them
all!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The small woman stopped hesitating and shot forward like a
bullet. She tried to strike the woman, aiming to punch her head and crush her
skull with a blow that could have shattered a skyscraper.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">At the last second the tall woman opened her eyes and jerked
back, throwing her hands up and deflecting the other woman’s punch. Instinctively,
she lashed out, backhanding the shorter woman with a flailing hand.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The blow sent her flying into the sky. Stunned, the woman
arced through the air for several miles, before crashing down into a field of
flowers, digging a long rut through the earth. She lay there for a moment,
coughing up dirt, before forcing herself to hover back into the air, shaking
her head to clear the daze.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The small woman knew how powerful she was. The strength and
toughness of a million Magically enhanced women stacked together, with telekinetic
force and regenerative healing to match. And that strange living construct had
just backhanded her across the countryside. As powerful as she was, that <i>thing</i> at the storm’s center was drawing
in magnitudes more Lust Energy than the small woman could generate herself.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She was quite likely the most powerful Sex Mage to have ever
existed, and immediately, she had been laid low by that living force of
supernature. How could she possibly stop a monster like that?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The small woman floated back into the air and braced
herself, balling her fists and zeroing in her senses back on the woman. She had
to try. There was no one else in the world who could even survive being near
her. That thing was going to annihilate the entire human race. She had to do <i>something</i> to—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She jerked to the side as she suddenly sensed another person
zooming straight for her, another burning point of Sex Magical power. Gods
above, was there more than one of these monsters? She whirled and braced for
impact, taking small comfort in sensing that this newcomer’s energy signature
didn’t seem quite as overwhelming as the other one.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">However, instead of slamming into her, the new being came to
an abrupt halt a dozen feet away. It was another young woman, dressed in a
black frock, with twin black ponytails and amber eyes. “Hey,” she said. “Who
are you? You have any idea what’s going on?”</div><div style="text-align: left;">The small, pink-haired woman blinked, and gave the new girl
a once over. She could sense the Energy brimming inside her, a match for her
own. She could sense the densely woven threads of millions of signatures
roiling in her core.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She gave the girl a curious look. “Do you know yourself well
enough to ask me that?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The girl in black slowly nodded. “I think so. I think...”
she gazed at the shorter girl intently for a moment. “I think you’re like me.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“It would seem so.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The noirette looked to the horizon, towards where the
monster woman had left. “What was that thing?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“I don’t know, but I think it’s responsible for this. For
us, too, in a way.” The pink-haired woman turned to her new fellow. “Do you
think there are others?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Like us?” said the noirette. “I don’t know. I think maybe—”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">A tall blonde woman in a green dress suddenly appeared next
to them. The other two whirled back, hands up in a defensive posture. The blond
held her hands up and pulled back a bit, floating back with a panicked look on
her face. “W-wait! I’m sorry, I just... I don’t know what’s going on, and you
were the first people I sensed still awake and—”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The other two traded a glance. “Let’s get on the ground”
said the pink-haired woman. They set down in the field of flowers, a few yards
away from the big dirt rut.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“They’re dying,” whispered the blond woman, looking with
panic to the horizon. “God, they’re all <i>dying</i>!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“We know,” said the pink-hair. “I saw the thing that caused
this. We have to stop her, somehow. I tried, but she punched me across a whole
state.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The noirette was looking out in the opposite direction from
where the monster woman was still absorbing power. “I think... I think I can
sense more like us...”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The pink haired woman cast out her senses and confirmed it.
Other women brimming with power were heading their way, no doubt having sensed
their gathering. “Good. We need to find as many of us as we can.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“And then what?” said the blond.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Then we kill that thing.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The noirette grinned. “I like your style.” She paused. “What’s
your name, anyway?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The pink haired woman glanced around, frowning. They were
still in the field of flowers. Her eyes settled on one that was the same color
as her hair. “Rose.” she said. It would do for now.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">PART THREE: JUGGERNAUT</span></b></div></b><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>3.1</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">For three straight days, they came at her. Dozens at a time,
pounding her into the dirt, until the sky was black with dust and ash, and the
land turned molten for miles around. They rained down lightning and fire and
radiation and waves of sheer force at her. They teleported around her and
struck and blasted with insane speed.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And she refused to fall.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla defended herself like a panicked girl flailing madly
at stinging bees, but the sheer strength of her power had them reeling. For
every dozen hits one woman successfully landed, Kayla’s fist managed to
connect, and reduced her attacker to a bloody smear across the landscape. When
they swarmed and peppered her with energy blasts, Kayla’s erratic return fire
launched several of them into high orbit.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And when the battlefield grew to unstable, Kayla took to the
sky and burned through the atmosphere like a mystic meteor, smashing through
the women who tried to grab her. Now matter where they engaged her, Kayla
continued to drink in the still-roiling Energies of the surviving humans.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Most of these women, these strange gestalt creatures, had
dedicated their efforts to suppressing the Cascade, trying desperately to lower
the out of control Energies so that the rest of humanity could at least survive
it in stable comas. They had tried to absorb the excess energy for themselves,
but even they could only drink in so much. It still served Kayla well enough,
however; stabilizing the planet meant that Kayla’s deadline had been extended.
As she flew towards richer pastures, she continued to drink down the Energy as
fast as ever, tearing away every bit she could find as she flew over every
settlement, and draining the waves of it still coming over the horizon. As she
did, she pushed her power to undo the women’s progress, bolstering the storm to
stay out of control just enough to keep the majority of them occupied with
stabilization, rather than joining their fellows to attack her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She knew, however, that at some point, she was going to run
out, and the longer the women hounded her, the faster she was going to burn
through her own reserves. She was drawing in so much Energy that fighting back
no longer taxed her, but the continuous assault kept her from securing her
defenses.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It didn’t help that they were nearly as relentless as
herself. Kayla was draining the Lust Energy around them so efficiently, the
women immediately around her weren’t able to take any of it for themselves, but
it didn’t seem to matter. She could sense the gestalt women had men as a part
of them, making them capable of fueling their own powers. Even as she
brute-forced her way through their attacks, their own energy reserves just
didn’t seem to end. And no matter how hard she struck and blasted them,
shattering their bodies with single blows, shredding the flesh off their bones
with each blast, each one that fell was back on their feet within minutes.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">In a move born more from frustrated improvisation than
planning, Kayla braced herself for impact from two more of the gestalt women,
and instead of punching them back, she dodged, twisted, let them fly past her,
and then lashed out with both hands, gripping them by the back of the necks.
She surged her Magic directly into their bodies. Their defenses were
astonishing, able to resist her power for nearly a minute before Kayla broke
through. But even these unfathomably strong women could only resist a being of
Living Sex Magic for so long. Kayla kept pumping them with Energy, sacrificing some
of her own feed. She staggered where she stood, struggling to maintain her grip
as even the temporary drop in Energy made her feel weak. But she powered
through, maintained her grip, and overloaded the two women’s bodies beyond
their ability to adapt. Completely overcome, the women writhed and screamed in
an ecstasy even their own radically enhanced forms couldn’t quite comprehend.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, something inside them broke. Their bodies glowed
like twin stars, and the two women exploded like bombs, knocking the other
women away. Kayla was sent crashing into the ground from the shockwave. But even
as she hit the dirt, she pulled at the Energy with all her might; the two
gestalt women’s own power joined the spiraling storm of Lust Energy and she
sucked their essence down along with it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla grinned. She felt stronger than ever. Each woman held
an entire city of people within them, and they were stupid enough to get within
her reach. After days of dealing with these little irritations, all she had to
do was gobble them down. As she rose from the crater, body crackling with
renewed strength, she grinned like a lunatic at the women flying back to resume
their assault. An icy chill cut through them all, and they knew most of them
weren’t going to survive this fight for much longer.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But it was this, or extinction. They flew forward, attacking
with a renewed fervor.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>3.2</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">“SHIT!” exclaimed Rose as she pulled herself out of yet
another crater. The whole fucking continent was going to look like the surface
of the Moon at this rate, as they smashed their bodies into the dirt again and
again. Already, the threat of nuclear winter was upon them as the battle tore
the very land asunder for miles on end. The sky was choked black with dust and
soot and debris.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She had watched with her senses as Kayla had killed, and
then consumed, the other two women. And already, she was grabbing another one,
pinning her down and overcharging her body, overwhelming her with Magic
sensation to the point she couldn’t teleport away. It was then Rose noticed the
monster woman falter. The funnel of Energy ebbed for just a moment, as Kayla
pushed her power into her victim.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose took advantage of the distraction. Maintaining her
distance, she aimed down her outstretched arm like a rifle, and fired a spear
of plasma at Kayla. The burning lance struck Kayla in the chest, causing her to
stagger back. For just a moment, Rose though she might have made a fatal blow.
But then, Kayla’s victim erupted into raw Energy, which Kayla immediately
absorbed. The lance snuffed out, and the smoking hole in her chest filled back
in immediately.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">It hadn’t worked, but it was <i>something</i>. Several others lined up similar shots, but with her
defenses back up, Kayla stood her ground and didn’t even stagger. But the
moment opened her up for another physical attack. Not daring to risk any one of
them getting caught by her again, several women at once dog-piled her. Rachel, Devika,
Lisa, and Catya all teleported right up next to the woman and each grabbed a
limb, a second before Anissa, Gemma, and Valeri slammed into Kayla’s stomach
like living cruise missiles. Kayla was thrown back with her attackers still
clinging to her, the three chargers jack-hammering their fists against her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Gritting her teeth through the assault, Kayla managed to
swing all her limbs together, smashing the seven women into each other with
bone-cracking results, before whirling her body and flinging them in all
directions.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Six others zoomed in to take their place, striking with
burning fists, as another six blasted Kayla with lightning between every punch,
until the monster woman unleashed a huge surge of telekinetic force that
blasted them all away.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">From her vantage point, Rose had been about to rejoin the
charge, but paused as Rachel, the noirette she’d met first among their army,
appeared next to her, wiping concrete dust and glass shards off herself. “This
is getting us no where.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose nodded. “And she doesn’t even know how to fight.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Are you nuts? She’s rag-dolling us!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose shook her head insistently. “No. I have a few hundred
martial artists and a thousand soldiers and cops in me. I can tell. She’s just
overpowering us. All her attacks are purely reactive, or the most basic
defense. She isn’t trying any energy tricks aside from a basic telekinetic
blast. She’s not trying any transformations, or size alterations. She isn’t even
teleporting around. She’s mostly just kicking and punching and flying.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“So how does that help us?” muttered <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>. The blond in green had appeared
next to them halfway through Rose’s explanation. They watched together as Kayla
smashed another of their kind out of the air, and began to overcharge her. The
three linked hands and directed their power together into a point in front of
them. A ball of crimson light appeared in front of Rose, and the three fired it
towards Kayla, striking her like a bullet.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The ball didn’t do significant damage on impact, but it detonated
a moment later, throwing a huge cloud of dust into the air. Kayla was staggered,
half-buried in molten rock, half her skin cooked off. Her victim was nowhere to
be seen. Kayla grit her teeth, spotted the three, and shot towards them with a
manic fury. They teleported out of the way a moment before Kayla reached them.
She whirled and lashed out with another wild telekinetic blast, but the women were
no where in range, reappearing several miles away.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Goddamn it!” cried <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>.
“What are we supposed to do?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“You can start running!” yelled out a voice overhead. The
three looked up to see a fiery-haired woman flying overhead, nine other women
in tow. Each of them was carrying a massive missile. The red-head, Chandra,
gave them a wild grin. “We got them!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Oh fuck,” said Rachel. “Are those…?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Biggest ones we could find!” she said. “Get some distance!”
The ten women shot forward like small fighter jets, zeroing in on Kayla.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">As the monster woman saw their approach, she braced herself
in the air, readying herself to dodge. Instead of the women directly trying to
strike her, however, they got within a thousand feet, then suddenly teleported
away, letting momentum carry the massive artillery the rest of the way. Kayla
casually floated around them, rising higher into the air and wondering how they
could have possibly thought that would hit her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Then a series of pencil thin beams of white light struck the
missiles from afar, and all of them instantly went off. Ten nuclear bombs
fished from silos around the country, detonated at once right beneath her. The
blast wave was unbelievable; even bracing themselves miles away, the powerful women
had to fight to maintain their position in the air, as the landscape was
blasted flat around them. The sky, already thick with smoke and debris, was
further subsumed by the massive plume of radioactive ash and dust. Even with their
own superhuman bodies and mystical shields keeping them protected, none of the
women imagined they would have survived that blast point blank.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“No way,” said Devika. The others sensed it too.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The Energy of the Cascade was drawn with relentless force
towards ground zero. A great hole in the dust cloud opened up as a sphere of
telekinetic force whirled around a female form at its center. Kayla hung the
there, glowing with sickly light, body tattered, but still mostly intact. As
they watched, her wounds sealed up, and her healthy pallor returned, impossibly
regenerating the damage faster than the radiation and heat could inflict it.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“We can’t beat her!” said Lisa, hopelessly.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose stared with a mixture of horror and abject fury. They
had thrown everything they had at this monster, but as long as there was any
Lust Energy at all for her to draw upon, she would simply keep going. Even the
strongest weapons on Earth couldn’t put her down.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">So what was the solution?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Deprive her of the Energy. But how? Her very presence kept
the Cascade going, and all the Lust Energy it was generating was funneling into
her. No matter how much of it they try to draw away, she pulled it from their
grasp. No matter how much the other women tried to tamp the Cascade’s effects
down, Kayla forced it to keep going. The longer they fought her, the more out
of control the Cascade’s energies seemed to get. They had even tried to erect
miles-thick Barriers around the battlefield to cut her off, and she shattered
them with little effort, drinking their power into herself.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose hung back and looked to the sky as she wracked her
brain for a solution. Roaring wind from the forces around Kayla tore gaps in
the clouds, and Rose could see it was nearing nightfall again. A glimpse of the
Moon peaked through.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She could have kicked herself. How had they not thought it
yet?</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">If they couldn’t block her feeding of the power, they had to
take her some place she couldn’t reach it. And they had to do it while she was
vulnerable. There was only one method they had seen that had even briefly
staggered her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose psychically called out to all the women around her.
“Everyone! I need all of you to draw the Lust Energy away from her! Every
single one of you across the world, I need you to <i>pull!</i>”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">There was a moment’s hesitation. If the women stopped trying
to directly suppress the Cascade, it would immediately spiral into an
unstoppable wave; what was left of humanity would have only minutes before they
all burned away.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“NOW! While she’s preoccupied with repairing herself! I need
ALL of you to do it!” She braced herself to charge. “Then, when you see her
grab me, I need at least a dozen of you to tackle her and drive her into outer space
while she’s distracted!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Are you nuts?” said Rachel. “She’ll just blast us!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“WE DON’T HAVE TIME TO ARGUE!” Rose launched herself towards
the monster woman, and prayed the rest would follow.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>3.3</b></div></b><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla felt the world dissolve into light and thunder and
heat and pain. She didn’t know how she managed to stay conscious. But in the
moment before she would have lost herself in the storm of nuclear fire, that
icy spike of terror cut through her soul.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She didn’t want to die! With a surge of panicked strength,
she drew in the Lust Energy as fast as she could, opening her mystic maw even
wider to sustain her existence through the cataclysmic power of man’s deadliest
weapons. She had to hold on! She had to survive! She had to endure!</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And so she did. She weathered the storm, and as the sheer
force slackened, she held her body together atom by atom, forcing herself to
continue being, regenerating even as the multiple bombs’ fall-out tried to eat
her away. The pain was enormous, but she could suffer it. She could suffer
anything, as long as she could still feed on the Lust Energy. <i>Nothing</i> was worse then the churning
agony of the Hunger. She could still—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, that horridly gut twist hit her, and she almost
fell out of the air. Somehow, impossibly, she felt the flow of Energy ebb, felt
it being pulled away. She grit her teeth and tried to pull it back, but
something was fighting her. Even as she could sense the Cascade burning ever
stronger over the horizon, something was blocking her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The damned women again, still trying to deprive her of the
nourishing power. All of them must be working together to do it, to hell with
the rest of the world. She opened her eyes and grit her teeth, and readied
herself to put her all into fighting them with what Energy she could still
draw—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then one of them, a small, pink-haired woman, was stupid
enough to slam into her. Immediately, the woman pushed her upwards, putting all
her telekinetic strength into an attempt to hurl her up past the clouds. Kayla
had already proven throughout the fight that any attempt to forcibly teleport
her was useless, so wherever this little brat was trying to take her, she was
forced to do it the hard way.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And all she did was deliver another life-giving boost right
into her lap. Kayla grinned and pushed back against her, and clapped her hands
onto the woman’s skull. She would have to bear the pain for just a bit, but it
would be worth it. She drove her power into the pink-haired girl, throwing her
body into a mind-rending overcharge of the Magic. Kayla felt a sickening wave
of vertigo, felt her guts nearly tear in half! Her vision swam and her skin
sizzled and her head felt like it would split open.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But the girl screamed as she writhed in Kayla’s grip. Her
strength left her. In just a few seconds, Kayla would consume her, and then,
one by one, she would feed on all the rest of them! She would—</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, suddenly, six more bodies slammed into her. The
pink haired woman fell away. “NO!” Kayla screamed. “Get! OFF!” She unleashed
another blast of force, and three of the women were knocked for a loop. A
fourth woman, Kayla delivered a blow with desperate strength, hard enough to
blast her chest wide open. The fifth and sixth women teleported out of reach,
then grabbed Kayla again, each taking an arm, and drove her even higher. Two
more women joined them, attempting to grab at Kayla’s legs, but she kicked them
with savage fury, sending them crashing to the Earth. The other two struggled
to maintain their grip, and Kayla swung her arms closed, smashing their heads
together hard enough to crack them. She pulled her arms apart, ready to do it
again as the two women hung addled in her grip.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">But then, she cried out in renewed pain as the twisting in
her gut bit deep. She staggered in the air, and she realized her own cry had
been barely audible. She realized as she blinked away tears of pain, that the
air around her was no longer blackened with dirt and ash. She could see the
clouds below her, <i>well</i> below her. And
the roiling storm of Lust Energy she desperately needed to survive was getting
farther and farther from her grasp.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She realized what they were trying to do. She shrieked in
panic, her voice barely audible in the too-thin air. The two women forced
themselves to refocus, shaking even as they tried to renew their grip. But,
still recovering from the blow, neither could put their full strength into it,
and Kayla started dragging them back down to the Earth.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, a third figure joined them, a pink-haired bolt
smashing into Kayla’s gut like a rocket, powering her into the sky with every
ounce of strength she had. Rose carried all four of them upwards, Kayla reeling
from the blow, while Victoria and Rachel fully collected themselves, and joined
her in the rush.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Upwards and onwards, the three women flew, pouring on the
speed. Kayla screamed soundlessly as she saw her source of life shrink into the
distance. She clawed at her captors with manic fervor, scratching at them,
biting at them, using her own power to try and draw the three women’s own Lust
Energy right out of their bodies. With no other source to distract her
considerable power, she almost succeeded. The three women could feel their own
strength waver as Kayla sank her mystic fangs into their essence and tried to
drink in their Energies. But without trying to overcharge them first, the three
women were able to resist enough to keep going, increasing their speed even
higher. The only thing that mattered was putting as much distance as they could
between the monstrous woman and their world. Even if she did manage to drain
them, they had to make sure it wouldn’t be enough power to let her come back.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, a wall of pale grey filled their field of vision,
and they slammed into a new surface, blasting a new crater into an ancient
field of rock and dust. Kayla’s power released them, and the three women let
go, forcing themselves to not pass out. They teleported several miles upward,
and hung in the vacuum as they watched the woman scramble in the pale dust.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">From the surface of the Moon, Kayla reached out to them,
silently begging. She tried to fly after them, rising into the air with a
tremendous leap, but already, the power was failing her. She fell back to the
lunar surface. The Hunger overwhelmed her, the pain of feeling her body tear
itself apart flooding out all other thought but the sheer terror of the
creeping black finality.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">She tried to gather her strength for one final push, to jump
at them, to figure out how to teleport to them. Instead, she collapsed onto her
hands and knees, then fell onto her side. She gave a silent scream and tears of
pain instantly drifted into floating vapor. With the last of her strength, she
raised a shaking arm towards the three specks that watched her from on high.</div><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></span><div style="text-align: left;">“P-please…” she mouthed into the void. “I don’t… want to
die…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And then, bit by bit, the last remnants of Lust Energy in
her form burned away, and her Spell ceased. Her body crumbled to dust, and
mixed into the lunar surface below.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The three women stayed for just a minute longer, to make
sure she wouldn’t somehow suddenly reform herself. When nothing more happened,
they finally relaxed, a deep exhaustion setting in. With a weariness that
beings of their nature should have never had to feel, they flew back to Earth.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">EPILOGUE</span></b></div></b><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Kayla had succeeded in draining their personal wells deeper
than they had realized. They were so exhausted when they reached Earth’s upper
atmosphere that they almost blacked out and burned up on their way down. But
before that could happen, several other women flew up and caught them, gently bringing
them back to the ground. They carried the three to another field, far distant
from the shattered lands of the battle.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose came awake quickly, her body naturally soaking in some
of the still-seething mass of Lust Energy in the atmosphere to bolster her
recovery. Rachel and Victoria were awake just seconds later. The three got to
their feet, and faced an assemblage of a dozen of their fellow gestalts.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose was the first to notice. “The Cascade is powering down?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">An Asian woman with short black hair, Sayaka, nodded. “Once
you got her past the outer atmosphere, the Energy became easier to manage. It
seems her very presence was keeping the Cascade going against our efforts. It’s
still pretty strong, but in a few days, we Megami ought to have it under full
control.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rachel cocked her head to the side as she gave the other
woman a curious glance. “Megami?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Japanese for Goddess,” Sayaka said. “I thought it was
appropriate, given what we are.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Huh.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Why not just say Goddess then?” said <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:state w:st="on">Victoria</st1:state></st1:place>.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Call yourselves what you like,” said Sayaka with a flat
expression.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Well, I like Megami!” said Rachel. “I’ll go with it!”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose looked to the horizon, watching the Energy roiling, and
seeing the dark clouds spreading in the distance. “How much loss are we looking
at?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“With our powers, we can recover much of the damage,”
said another woman, an Indian named Devika. “We can prevent the nuclear fall
out from spreading. We can gather all the dust and ash from the sky to prevent
a nuclear winter scenario. We can even reshape the land to make it habitable
again, given time.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose gave her a stony look. “That is good to hear, but not
what a meant. How many people did we lose?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">There was a dour exchange of glances. Devika cleared her
throat. “We’re… still taking assessment, but…”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Current estimate.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Devika sighed. “Extrapolating from what we’ve been able to
sense, we’re looking at three and a half billion gone. And that’s a
conservative guess.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose felt her veins turn to ice. She had a brief instinct to
fall to her knees and cry. Instead, she forced herself to retain her composure.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Jesus,” said <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>,
unable to stop the tears from welling up.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“That’s… that’s at least half the world…” said Rachel, who had
gone pale.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Many are still trapped in their comas,” said Sayaka. “Right
now, we are focused on dampening the rampant Energy. Between the lot of us, we
will soon have it down to the point where the healing effects of the Magic will
be able to overcome the negative side effects, and people will start naturally
recovering. Once the masses have awakened, we can dissipate the fall out
completely.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Most of the survivors were people in isolated living
conditions and in small towns,” said Chandra, the redhead who’d lead the
missile strike. “The fewer the people in an area, the weaker the Cascade was.
But that means pretty much every major settlement, cities with at least a
million people, or regions where the population was densely packed, were the
hardest hit. Whether or not Kayla obtained their energy, they just couldn’t
survive the intensity of the overcharge, and we weren’t able to get to any of
them soon enough to revive them.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Of course, some of those cities became us,” said Devika. “Notably,
those cities that held at least one Archmage with that gestalt power. That gift
got supercharged by the Cascade and became the catalyst that formed us.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose slowly nodded. “Yes. That makes sense. One of my
memories is from a woman with such a gift.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“The same for the rest of us,” said Chandra.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“And that woman we just fought?” said Rose. “What was she? A
freak awakening? A Cult creation? Some experiment gone wrong?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">A brown-haired woman named Lisa spoke up. “I have some
memories of a few scientists who worked for an organization called Pandora.
They were researching the limits of Sex Magic, including increasingly radical
cloning and gene-splicing techniques. I’ll have to investigate the path the
woman took, but given the proximity to where Pandora’s main laboratories were, I’m
pretty sure she was one of theirs.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rachel let out a disgusted scoff. “<i>Pandora?</i> Are you fucking kidding me?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Lisa nodded grimly. “Doesn’t seem so funny now, does it?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose once again cast her gaze past the horizon, and stood in
silent contemplation for a few moments. Soon enough, she would do her part to
help in taming the Energy. But for right now, there were hard decisions to be
made. She cast her thoughts outwards, psychically broadcasting to every other
Megami on the planet, while she turned to verbally address those physically
next to her.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“This can never be allowed to happen again,” she said. “Once
we get the surviving people back on their feet, I propose we re-establish a new
system of governance. Small settlements, with significant space between them.
New countries with an minimum of contact with one another. No more radical
experiments. Zero tolerance for any Cult resurgence.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“You really think the Cults are still a threat?” said
Rachel.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“I know they are,” said Rose. “I have the memories of
several Cultists inside me.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Me too,” said <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>
in a low voice. “Everyone thought they were rooted out and shut down years ago.
They’ve still been around all this time.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Sayaka said nothing, but it was clear from her expression
that she likewise had such memories.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose continued. “Our entire species just nearly went extinct.
Every civilization on Earth just went through a joint near-death experience.
There is no telling what that level of trauma is going to do to our people, the
madness it could inflict on them. Our best bet is to present ourselves as their
saviors. Not just because we defeated that monster woman and stopped the
Cascade, but as the guides that will lead them into a new future.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Devika’s eyes widened. “You mean we should take over the
world? Be their <st1:place w:st="on">Queens</st1:place>? Their Goddesses?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose nodded grimly. “Yes. Form new countries, take in the
survivors, and make sure they don’t do anything stupid that will jeopardize the
planet again.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rachel gave her a frown. “I mean, I’m all for helping keep
our species safe, but I’m not sure I want to become some tyrant Goddess.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rose’s expression softened just a bit. “I don’t mean to say
we should crush the masses under our heel. I am saying we are in a very
precarious position. We need to make our lands as self-sufficient as possible
and keep our populations protected. In the event another Cascade occurs, or
more mad experiments are attempted, or Cult activities resurge, we can shut
them down much easier in contained environments.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“As well as put some distance between us, so we don’t cause
trouble for one another,” said Sayaka. The others glanced at her, and she gave
them a thin, humorless smile. “I can already we are not all going to agree on
how exactly to run things. If we are going to each form our own little nations,
I think it would be best we agree to a Pact of Non-Interference as well.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Rachel scowled, crossing her arms. “And what if some of us
turn out to be lunatics who can’t be trusted to govern?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Unless the actions of such women pose a threat to your own
lands, you’ll just have to look the other way,” said Rose. “A fight between any
of us would not bode well for our people.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Is that really how it must be?” said <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>. “A return to some kind of isolated
feudalism?”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“Do you have a better idea?” said Rose. “The old way of life
is done. Truthfully, I’m astounded it lasted as long as it did, with everything
Sex Magic had changed. But after this? The global economy is ruined and not
recoverable. International conflicts cannot be allowed to jeopardize the
populations we have left.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">“More over,” said Sayaka, “We can assure that people who
join are countries are those who already agree with our way of doing things, to
ensure a lessening of civil unrest.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">The others glanced to Rose, who gave Sayaka a hard gaze,
before saying, “Agreed. Those who cannot make peace will be removed, one way or
the other.”</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Across the world, the Megami psychically debated with one
another, weighing the various options. But in the end, they all agreed that
Rose’s plan was the best to start off with. Maybe, in the future, when things
were stable again, and the threats were more assuredly under control, they
could come together to renegotiate. But until then, each Megami would handle
their own affairs, and barring extreme circumstances, leave one another alone
to rule their countries as they pleased.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">Within a week, the survivors had been revived. Within two
weeks, news of the great restructuring was announced. Within three weeks,
borders had already been drawn up, and the vast migrations began. Within a
month, the Queendoms were officially in order.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><div style="text-align: left;">And thus, a new era began for the Sex Mage World.</div><o:p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>END</b></div></b></div>
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Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-45513079516843879742022-04-19T13:40:00.003-07:002022-04-19T13:40:17.055-07:00Letting Off Some Steam<div style="text-align: left;">It was a perfect spring morning, with a warm sun, but
just-cool-enough air to make it great day to sit outside or go for a walk.
Unfortunately, the pleasant atmosphere did little to calm the sour mood of a
young woman whose day had been accosted by several petty inconveniences.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Carine flicked a finger across her phone in irritation. This
was just not one of her days. Her car was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">still</i>
in the shop, after another part shipment got delayed. The grocery store had
been out of avocados, when she wanted to make some guacamole for a party this
weekend. And Brenda had just canceled their lunch date due to being
“indisposed”.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Carine could very well sense how “indisposed” her friend
was. Her friend’s boyfriend’s cock was like a siren in the distance from how
hard he was. That little slut just couldn’t go a day without slobbing her new
boytoy’s knob! Okay, so he was nine inches long and thick as a beer can when
hard, and but so what?<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As Carine traced the stud’s cock signal, she vindictively
cast a little spell on him for keeping her friend distracted. Brenda didn’t let
the stud cum but once a week, even through she teased the shit out of him every
day. The poor guy was already out of his mind by weeks end from the amount of
pent up cum in his nuts. Carine thought it would be even nicer if his semen
production was tripled, just to make it that much more unbearable. Her
airheaded friend probably wouldn’t even notice the spell, just get off harder
to his enhanced frustration. Lucky bitch.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Still, Craine couldn’t do too much more to the stud, if only
because she didn’t want to interrupt her friend’s pleasure. She’d get back at
Brenda for standing her up some other way. Till, then, however, Carine was
stuck at home, with nothing to do but nurse a cranky attitude.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Nothing soothed a girl’s nerves like bullying a boy’s cock,
Carine found, but to her increased irritation, none of her usual lays were
available either! Tom was currently away on a family vacation, all the way over
in <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">France</st1:place></st1:country-region>,
well beyond the range of her power. She’d heard the country had practically
become a femdom matriarchy since Sex Magic had appeared. She looked forward to
reading all his sexual memories when he got back; maybe the French ladies would
have tried some new exotic tricks on him for her to learn. Still, his absence
didn’t help her <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">now</i>.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Meanwhile, Charles was currently “working” as a Book Boy at
the nearby University; she could sense his cock being clinically stroked by a
cute girl, who was merely using him to absorb some data for her class. The
psychic speed-learning power of the Magic allowed her to draw the knowledge
telepathically from his mind as she manipulated his penis. Carine smirked as she
sensed the boy edge; from his thoughts, she caught his perspective as he
desperately looked down at the girl’s cleavage, but was unable to move, and
unable to so much as beg her for relief. The girl, meanwhile, looked like she
may as well have been washing a glass; despite her expert skill with her hand,
she had only a look of bored tolerance, staring off into the middle distance
with a flat expression as she focused on taking the information she needed. The
poor boys’ aching need was the furthest thing from her mind.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Well, at least Charles was suffering, which Carine could appreciate.
She wasn’t going to interfere with his job, tempting though it was. At least he
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">had</i> a job, which was more than half
the men in town could say.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Brody, on the other hand, was unavailable because he was
Benched. Apparently, he’d gotten caught trying to steal some girl’s clothes as
part of some idiotic dare the teen boys were doing. The red-haired young man
was currently already suffering from dozens of zaps and tease spells assaulting
his cock as every woman passing by heartlessly zapped his cock for a laugh and
a little boost of energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Bench was the perfect excuse to be an absolute bitch to
a boy just for the fun of it. Carine might have liked to join in, but the Bench
was ten miles away, and she didn’t feel like sharing her playtime with a bunch
of passing strangers.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She let out a groan of frustration, and flicked her finger
over her phone again, scrolling through to see if there were any YouTube videos
worth watching. As she did so, she let a little Spell spark fly off at random, absently
venting a bit of frustration without really intending to hit anything.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She heard a sudden gasp off to her left, and immediately
sensed a cock erecting. She snapped her gaze over to the fence surrounding her
backyard. A boy was crouched down on the other side of the fence, on his knees
in the dirt. She’d been so caught up in tracing the other guys on her roster,
she actually hadn’t detected the young man’s soft cock until he started
erecting. She was a little surprised, given how full his nuts seemed to be now
that she paid attention.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>What was he doing, trying to sneak a peak at her? Carine got
up from her lawn chair and strode over to the fence. She popped her head over
the side, and said, “Hey!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The boy jumped, startled. He fell back on his butt in the
grass, and quickly threw his hands in front of him as his cock tented his
shorts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Uh, h-hi Carine!” Henri said nervously. He blushed
fiercely, seeing the gorgeous young woman looking down at him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Henri? When did you get back?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Um, last night. It’s spring break.” The young man lived several
houses down, and had been away at an out-of-state University the past year.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So what are you doing creeping around my fence?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Henri motioned to the flower bed he’d been kneeling on.
Carine scowled. Technically, the strip of land immediately in front her fence
was her property, but her neighbor had seen fit to build a long stretch of
flowerbed along her side of it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Henri got back on his knees and made himself breath
steadily. He still kept his hands in front of himself, but she noticed he
didn’t hold them too close to his crotch. A quick glance told her why. A strong
Anti-Masturbation Spell made it so he couldn’t get his hands within a foot of
himself when he was hard. All he could do was sort of awkwardly hold his hands
in front, which of course hid nothing from this angle. And of course, it did
nothing to hide him from her senses anyway.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She also noticed, to her surprise, that his cock was
actually starting to wilt. Henri was focused on the ground, keeping his
breathing steady, and she sensed the static of non-sexual thoughts clouding his
brain.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The boy had some powerful self-control, despite how full his
nuts were, and how quickly he’d gotten hard! Carine could sense it in his
balls. He hadn’t popped off in at least a few weeks! And yet, he was getting
himself to wilt right in front of her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She supposed she should have been impressed, but for some
reason, she felt even more annoyed. As if some stupid boy really had true
control of his own cock! Carine smiled ruthlessly while his gaze was turned down.
She’d found her cock to play with.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Composing herself, she made a subtle little psychic pulse at
his cock. With a thought, his penis obeyed, and stopped wilting. She didn’t
want to push it too hard right away. Let the boy assume he was just struggling with
his control for a minute.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I asked what you were doing?” she said icily.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Henri gulped and looked up at her. She sensed the blood
start to pulse towards his cock as he gazed up at her face. A flash of erotic
memory leaked from his mind, of being naked and hard in front of female
students at his school as they made demands of him. The reminder of that alone
was all it took to rev his motor and break his self-control. He swallowed hard
and glanced down, hunching over a bit more, and breathing steadily to try and
get himself to wilt again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I, um…” he stammered as he motioned the flowerbed again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Oh no you don’t!</i>
thought Carine, and with a thought, she gently encouraged the blood flow to his
cock, even as she lightly held the memory of kneeling naked before some mean
girls to linger in his mind. Her Magic touch was delicate enough it was
impossible for him to tell she was doing it, and he mentally cursed himself for
being so weak!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Peeping</i> on me, is
that it? You’re peeking between the slats?” The fence was the type with
staggered boards, which mostly blocked the view, unless you went up to the
fence and tied to peek between them at an angle. From where she had been
sitting relative to where Henri was kneeling, she knew he probably couldn’t
have really seen her. But the cum-dumb boy was now too distracted to point that
out!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I wasn’t!” he insisted, looking up at her again. Seeing her
stern gaze, his cock started <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">throbbing</i>
in his shorts!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She held back a giggle. She wasn’t even coaxing his cock
directly at the moment; all she’d had to do was get him going, and his helpless
lusts did the rest of the work!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Then <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">why</i> were you
creeping around my fence?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I, uh, Mrs. Bradley...” his hands trembled as he wanted to
grab himself, both in shame, and just from the need to be touched, but the
Anti-Masturbation Spell wouldn’t let him! “I’m doing some, um, yard work jobs
this summer, and um, while I’m on break, Mrs. Bradley wants me to weed her
garden!” He swallowed again. “I wasn’t spying on you! I swear! I didn’t know
you were out here!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So why do you have a raging boner?” She glared down at him,
and he flinched as his cock pulsed hotly and uncomfortably in his shorts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He bent forward, settling onto his hands and knees again,
squeezing his eyes shut, and trying to breathe steady. “I dunno! I-It was
probably a Spell! I thought I felt a zap a minute ago! I’m sorry if it
disturbed you!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Hmph,” was all she replied with. She gave him a quick scan
with her powers, thinking of a way to discipline him. Aside from the Anti-Masturbation
Spell, it was a given that he had a rock-solid Orgasm Block. What’s more, it
seemed he already had a Semen Booster on him, set to five times normal sperm
production. From his memories, he was not having an easy time of it at college.
He’d come back home for the break hoping for some relief from all the rampant
co-ed cock-teasing.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>No such luck. With a thought, Carine knocked the Booster up
a couple notches, leaving him with seven times the sperm production. She also
stopped being gentle and gave his erection a hard shot of Magic. Then she slid
a slick, Phantom Finger right up his tender butthole, to gently, lovingly,
probe his prostate.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Henri gasped and shuddered, one hand going for his butt,
while the other curled into a fist and he planted his face into the grass. His
cock jerked and spasmed in his shorts, immediately trying to force an
ejaculation from the wickedly sensual invasion, but of course, not even a
single drop of pre-cum oozed out.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Ah! Ah! I’m sorry! Please! I’m sorry!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Carine let out a sultry breath, enjoying the show for a full
minute, feeling her pussy moisten. She brazenly slipped a hand beneath her
shorts and touched herself, shivering as the pleasure surged through her with
almost electric intensity. The Lust Energy Henri was giving off was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i> potent, and she once again was
astonished she hadn’t noticed him before her Spell made him hard. It was truly
impressive how much self-control he had for a boy. And yet, for all that, all
it took was a slight concentrated effort from a girl to bust a boys defenses.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She chewed her lip and gripped the fence tightly with her
free hand, and her breath came in sharp gasps as she frigged herself to a
quick, sharp climax. She managed not to squeal, and the writhing boy didn’t
even notice she had jilled off, as he mewed with clenched-shut eyes on the
ground. As the moment passed, she pulled her fingers away and let out a breath,
composing herself. She paused the Phantom Finger and eased up on the Hard
Attack. Henri sagged on the ground, huffing.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Carine glancing across the flowerbed. It really was
unnecessarily long, and Mrs. Bradley had been terrible at upkeeping it. No
doubt she wanted it cleared out so she could planet new flowers soon, and let
them grow in time for Henri to do another round of weeding when he got back for
the summer.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“So,” said Carine. “How soon do you need to be done?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“B-before she… gets back from work… in like… four hours…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“If you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">aren’t</i>
finished?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He looked up at her with a pained expression that almost
made her slip her hand back in her shorts right then! <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Fuck</i> there was nothing hotter than a teary-eyed boy on his knees!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Th-then she won’t… uh…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Won’t?”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Won’t let me… cum!” He flushed, and the thought bloomed hot
in his mind, and made his nuts ache.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Carine smirked. “Well, don’t let me stop you then!” And with
that, she resumed the Phantom Finger’s motion in his ass, lovingly massaging
his prostate, albeit at a slower pace, with sporadic pauses to let him catch
his breath. She turned, grinning wide as the boy howled in the grass behind
her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“No! Wait! Ah!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Good luck!” she said with a wave. She went back into the
house, feeling much better about the day, as she left the boy to struggle to
complete his chore.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-86522918747732903072022-02-24T14:10:00.007-08:002022-09-02T08:25:36.707-07:00Cold Mercy<div style="text-align: left;">A crimson trail
followed in his wake, the fresh snowfall stained with his rapidly dwindling
life. Pieces of armor fell away bit by bit as his pained staggering jostled the
tattered parts loose. He didn’t notice. It didn’t matter. The wound was fatal.
If the enemy had sent out any forces to finish off survivors, no amount of
armor was going to save him. If he was lucky, he might land one more hit on an
attacker before they finished him. The sword was broken, the jagged metal shard
on the handle barely larger than a pocket knife, but <i>maybe</i> he could jab
an arrogant soldier in the neck right before his own head was lopped off.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Assuming said
attacker actually came up to strike, and didn’t just shoot him with an arrow.
Assuming they even bothered sending their men, and didn’t let that wizard’s
loathsome creatures go hunting for them. Could he do more than give a papercut
to those winged demons? Would he even chip a scale on those spined leviathans?
Would those shaggy behemoths even notice he was there before they stepped on
him?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He let out a
choked laugh, tasting blood on his tongue. What had even been the point? The
world was different now. Humans had no place on a battlefield where the
monsters of legend were unleashed with a wave of a sorcerer’s hand. A man with
a sword and a bow was a gnat on the battlefield. As this fight had proven, even
those with enchanted weapons and armor had little chance in direct combat with
a dragon or a demon or the endless variations of chimera.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The alternative,
if one really wished to stand a chance, was to let the Alchemeters work their
magic directly on your body. But he had seen the results, and that was no way
to live. Nor even, in his humble opinion, a proper way to die.<span><a name='more'></a></span><o:p> </o:p></div><div style="text-align: left;"><o:p><br /></o:p>He staggered and
fell against a tree, clutching his side. A hideous sense of <i>wrong</i> filled
him, to feel how large the wound was. He was astonished he had managed to walk
this far. He was astonished the pain hadn’t become crippling yet. Surely
adrenalin alone couldn’t be keeping him going with this heavy a wound, one even
a regeneration potion hadn’t been able to fix. Some of the armor’s booster
spells must still be in effect. Or maybe the cold was working deeper than he
thought. He briefly wished he’d thought to scavenge more potions from his
fallen comrades, but in chaos of the fight, he’d barely had time to slip away
as the enemy rolled over his squadron. Besides, drink too many of the potions
at once, and you’d risk mutation.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He caught his
breath, pushing himself off the tree. He grit his teeth as he gasped, his
breath fogging the air. The pain was dulled, but not gone. Even without it,
feeling the unnatural way his body tugged and pulled around the wound, that gut
feeling of wrong made him shudder. Or was the cold making him shiver? Even if
what was left of the armor was fending off the worst of the pain, it couldn’t
protect him from the deep chill.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Where was he
even going? It’s not like he was going to make it. His choices were to bleed to
death or freeze to death. Which was worse? In either case, he’d probably pass
out before he died. That would be nice. Maybe he’d have a nice dream before he
went. Although he doubted it, given what he’d just been through.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Gods, what had
the battle even been for? He didn’t remember, hadn’t really questioned it.
Probably another land dispute. The growing number of sorcerers and wizards and
warlocks staking claims to lands that they believed held precious magical
treasures and fuel. The lives of the people, of soldiers like him, of the
natural beasts of the Earth, all were expendable to secure the strength of
their magical warlords. It hadn’t been this bad before the Magic arrived, had
it? He’d been a boy back then, working the farm with his family. He knew they’d
worked for a noble who did what he could to keep his lands safe from his
rivals. Back then, if their lord had gotten abusive enough, he and his family
and their fellow peasants could have stormed his castle and put his head on a
pike if things got bad enough. And thus, the noble had treated them well. Even
if he had a small army of guards, the risk of an uprising kept him in line.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Not so with the
wizards who had claimed the nobles’ lands. Their magic made them untouchable,
except against one another. They sat in their towers, pondering their trinkets
and scrolls and consorting with their demons and angels, and shuffled their
peasants around like pieces in a game.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He stumbled
again, landing hard on his knees, breaking off another piece of his armor, and
causing his cracked helmet to tumble into a pit of snow. The ground was uneven
here, and the snowfall obscured his way forward. The helmet fell into a patch deep
enough to swallow it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And that was the
last of his protections. The armor had broken in too many places. The
protective spells faltered, and new pain lanced through him. He gave a ragged
scream as his vision swam, the clash of fiery agony from his wounds, and the
piercing cold of the air and snow clashing in his body. He tried to force
himself to his feet, but he slipped and fell over instead, his open gash
landing on a patch of snow that had covered a rock. He tried to scream again,
but he had no breath. His vision went white, then grey, and he realized this
was it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He was going to
die. Alone. Frozen. His blood coating the land to draw the beasts of the forest
out to pick his body apart. He hoped he’d be gone before the first hungry thing
started gnawing. He gazed at the grey sky, seeing it dimming. He’d lost track
of time, and hadn’t even noticed twilight was approaching. He looked at the
stars. He remembered when they had just been little white points of light,
numerous, but distant enough to be distinct. Now the sky was a riot of
multi-colored stars and lightning and auroras, casting the night in a
head-spinning clash of iridescent visions.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A final kick in
the gut. Magic had even taken the sky from him. In his final moments, he
couldn’t even see one last, normal thing to center himself. Perhaps it was a
blessing, though. It was said if one stared at the night sky for too long, they
would go insane, even turn into a monster. The pain he felt was enormous now,
blotting out all reasonable thought. Why not simply hasten the process? Perhaps
insanity would be its own relief…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Except, as he
stared, he noticed part of the sky seemed suddenly obscured. Two particularly
bright stars of exceptional size seemed to stare right back at him. He blinked
and squinted, and his blurring vision refocused…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Those were not
stars. That was not a cloud overhead. That was…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He tried to jerk
away, his self-preservation instinct kicking in even at the very last. There
was a person now standing over him, long white hair draped to partly mask their
face as they leaned over him. Through the curtain of hair, however, he could
see the person’s eyes, glowing a piercing blue. He tried to move, and he only
shuddered. The cold had seized his body, his injuries denied him leverage. He
lay there, nearly paralyzed, as the humanoid thing leaned closer. The hair
touched his face, and in the light of the mystic sky, he could make out
feminine features.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Oh no. Oh gods.
This was why you didn’t go out at night. This was why you never went into the
forest unprotected. This was why humanity was forced to hide behind magically
sealed walls. Nevermind the monsters the wizards summoned to fight for them, the
entire natural world had been subsumed by the supernatural.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He didn’t know
what she was, but he was now at her mercy. What would she do to him? Eat him?
Experiment on him? Suck out his soul? He would have rather been eaten by bears
or wolves. She leaned closer. Could he will himself to die before she got the
chance to do anything to him? Could he will himself to…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her lips touched
his. The kiss was surprisingly tender. Although her skin felt only slightly
cooler than the air, a chill surged through his body that he could not
describe. He could feel every inch of his body crystallizing. The cold was so
fast, so intense, his nerves didn’t have time to register the pain before they
were iced through. He was now nothing more than a statue of frozen flesh. The
pain was gone. He felt the cold, in all its intensity, and yet it didn’t bother
him. He couldn’t move, not even to blink, not even to breathe, and yet he felt
no need to do either.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Why wasn’t he
dead? Why was he still conscious? What was happening to him? Had she trapped
his soul in his frozen body? Was he doomed to lay here, in the snow, in the
dirt, gazing at the sky until someone or something shattered his frozen form?
What was—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She was moving
over him now. He saw that she was naked, her body as white as the snow. Her
equally white hair was tinged with streaks of silver, the light of the sky
glinting off the strands. Her eyes held the only color in her form, still
glowing bright blue. With the pain gone, able to do nothing but stare,
disoriented from his sudden frozen state, he felt strangely calm, almost
detached.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She repositioned
herself so she was on her hands and knees over him, her head above his chest.
She stared at him studiously for a moment, before bringing her hand up and
lightly running her fingertips across the exposed parts of his chest. Despite
feeling like he had been turned into a statue, he could feel her touch. Her
skin felt cool, but very pleasantly so. As cold as he already was, her touch
surely would have felt like ice against his skin under normal circumstances,
but now he found it rather pleasing. Her hand drifted lower, past the hideous
wound, tracing the jagged edges of his broken armor.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She placed her
palm against the chest plate. A dull blue glow appeared over the metal plates
and leather straps, followed by a crackling sound. The pleasant chill washed
over him where all the parts of his armor remained. Then, the woman leaned
back, and started pulling the armor off, breaking pieces of it away like chunks
from a sheet of ice.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Soon he was
naked, and her bare, cool skin was touching his. He could move his eyes, albeit
sluggishly, but still could not tilt his head to see what she was doing. He
couldn’t see past his nose to look at his own body, or the rest of her below
her torso. From what he could see of her, unabashedly bared to him, her body
was a perfectly cut model of human beauty. Skin free of blemish, hair a little
disheveled, but clean and free of tangles. With her snow-white skin and the
pretty way in which her eyes glowed, he found himself thinking she could have
been an angel.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Maybe she was.
Maybe he’d lucked out, and his heroism on the battlefield had earned him the
attention of a gorgeous savior. He would have laughed ruefully if he could. He
knew that was a fantasy, even in a world of magic. Even now, as her felt her
hands drift down to trace his wounds, particularly the gaping hole in his side,
he winced, and prepared for the far more likely outcome that she was going to
bury her face in the wound and start chewing.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She leaned down.
If he had been breathing, he would have held it. If he could have closed his
eyes, he would have. He felt the urge to shudder as he felt her tongue lick
along the wound, very gently lapping at the edges. She leaned back up, and a
splash of red stained her lips. She slowly licked them clean, gazing at him
studiously again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then she reached
out to the side and put her arm in the snow. They were in a knee-deep bowl,
pressed into the snowfall when he’d hit the ground, and she was able to scoop a
large pile of it against him. She started pushing it up against his wound,
packing the hole with snow. That did <i>not </i>feel pleasant, not at all, but
the pain was still surprisingly absent. The chill was sharper, but it was
mostly the inhuman sensation of the invasive pushing and pulling in a place not
meant to shoved and filled that way. But after several minutes tightly pressing
and packing the snow against him, she pressed her palm to the covered wound,
and the blue glow suffused his torso. When she pulled away, he felt strangely
whole.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He had other
wounds. She crawled around his body, filling them with snow, using her magic to
do something that was fixing him. He still couldn’t move to see, but the more
she worked, the better he felt. There was still that unnatural chill, but it
felt strangely good now. <i>He</i> felt good. His head was clearing. Even when
he looked directly at the maddening, iridescent sky, his thoughts felt calmer.
He figured he should still be panicking. Why was he—<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A terrible
realization struck him. He knew with a sudden certainty that she was not just
healing him. She was doing something else. He hadn’t been breathing this entire
time. He hadn’t been blinking, despite the chill air against his eyes. He was
so cold, deathly cold, and her touch was even colder, but it felt good.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He tried to
struggle. He strained with every ounce of willpower he had left. Even though he
felt increasingly rejuvenated, he couldn’t move a muscle. He was completely
paralyzed, still at her mercy. He couldn’t stop her, no matter how hard he
tried to make himself move.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Eventually, she
finished patching him up. She took a moment to admire her handiwork, roaming
her eyes over his body until they settled on his middle. She kneeled downed and
leaned forward to inspect his most vulnerable area. He felt an internal shiver
as her hand clasped him between his legs. It seemed there was one more part of
him besides his eyes that could move.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The cold should
have made him shrivel, but instead, her touch made him swell. Her chill fingers
excited his organ, now unexpectedly sensitive. She looked him in the eye and
smiled softly, then shifted to straddle him, giving him a fuller view of her
body. She was human-shaped all the way down. Part of him was terrified, but
that part was more subdued than he felt it should have been. Seeing her without
pain or overwhelming fear, she was one of the most beautiful women he’d ever
seen. Had she been human, if she’d even just had a normal human skin-tone, he
might have been fully stunned at first sight, even through the pain.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>But she wasn’t
human. And she had done something to him. And she was moving now, stroking him
to force him to rise, making his body betray his reason. He could not have
stopped her anyway, could not be blamed for reacting to such a beauty, but he
knew this was wrong, he knew this thing on top of him was a <i>creature</i>, a
mystical monster, not a human. She had saved him, but to what end? Surely not
just to fuck him. Maybe she was just curious, and was toying with him now, but
when she was done playing, what was she going to do?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She would eat
him. She would skin him alive and use his flesh for leather. She would use his
guts to mix potions to poison other travelers, or feed her fellow creatures.
She would…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She took him
inside. She was cold. So delightfully, wonderfully, deliciously cold inside.
His organ swelled and stiffened like a spear of ice inside her, and she moaned
with delight. She moved atop him, using his manhood like a pleasure toy. She
took her time to work herself up, moving at a steady rhythm, gripping his chest
as she gazed into his eyes with loving affection. Her breasts swayed prettily
as she bounced on his rod, cooing sweetly, until she threw her head back,
digging her fingers into his chest, and howled her passion into the night. She
bucked and shivered and gasped through a powerful climax.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Meanwhile, he
could only sit there and be used. The pleasure was unreal. He’d only been with
a few women in his time, mostly prostitutes at that, and had never found the
act particularly amazing. Something to do to get his head clear for a while.
But this was a whole other world of sensations. His cock felt so sensitive, so
responsive to her every motion, every rock of her hips sending a searing pleasure
through him. He had never had trouble lasting in bed before, but in just under
a minute, he could take no more. He felt he should be cumming.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But he didn’t.
She kept riding him, slowly building speed as she worked herself to her own
climax, but the whole time, he stayed hovering at the edge of release. It was
as if his orgasm was frozen too, and as she paced herself to experience her own
pleasure exactly how she wished, he was trapped at the maddening edge, unable
to go over. She took several minutes to reach her first orgasm, and he lay in
sensual anguish the entire time, and he prayed she would stop when her climax
was finished.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But one wasn’t
enough. After only a moment to collect herself, she moved on him again, taking
several more minutes to reach another powerful climax. Then she lifted off him,
and for a moment, the winter air felt soothingly warm against his frozen cock;
then she mounted him again, this time facing the other direction, angling his
cock to fill her in an even more pleasing way. She leaned back, clutching his sides
and covering his view with her long, wild hair, as she rocked her hips eagerly
up and down.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Once, twice,
thrice, she experienced more wonderful orgasms, crying musically into the sky
over the course of another hour. He remained stuck on the edge, losing his
mind, the pleasure without release more maddening than the mystical night could
have ever been! Was this how this monster consumed her victims? Did she feed on
his sexual suffering? Was this a ritual to crush his soul, or would she leave
him here, a broken statue in the woods?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She switched
back to face him, and kept going. She was insatiable! She was going to use him
until he went mad and died from the pressure! He need to cum so badly! He
needed to cum more than he needed to live! Her ultimate bliss was his ultimate
torment! And yet, as she faced him again, he looked into her beautiful eyes.
They were glowing brighter than ever, and he found a refuge in the madness. A
cool oasis in her supernatural gaze that held the worst of the need at bay.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He stayed denied
as she worked herself slowly on him, building herself up to another, powerful
climax. The pressure in his body was enormous, soul crushing, but the longer he
looked into her glowing eyes, the less he cared about his own needs. He wanted
her to use him. She had saved him, hadn’t she? He owed her his life. He was
hers to use and destroy, or toss aside when finished, or lock away to use again
at her leisure. Whatever she wanted. He had no life to return to now, not after
his army had lost, not after he’d wandered into the wilderness where the
monsters were free to take him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She’d taken him.
He was her toy now, her meal, whatever she wanted. He lived only to please her.
He wanted to cum more than he wanted to live, but even more did he want to
serve her. He–<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And then she
came again, her whole body shuddering, and she screamed so loud, his ears hurt.
Her body glowed with that soft blue light, and all around them, a wind suddenly
whirled. Snow was sucked up into the gale, a miniature flurry blotting out the
world, rising higher as her climax reached its crescendo!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then, he felt
something inside him shift. And then he was joining her in climax. His mind
froze over as his cock filled her with his seed, the pleasing chill around them
dropping as a thin layer of ice formed over their bodies. The two locked up in a
joint spasm of release, both quivering in place, as their bodies experienced a
surge of pleasure that no human mind could have possibly comprehended! The
small maelstrom of snow and sleet tore at the woods around them as the moment
stretched on and on, and his world faded into pure white…<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And the next
thing he knew, daylight was coaxing him to blink awake. He gasped and sat up
with a sudden jolt. He looked around wildly, his mind still caught up in the
ineffable experience of supernatural euphoria.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>But it was over.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He was alone
once more. Naked. Half-buried in snow. The woman was gone. His broken armor and
sword were nowhere to be found. He looked down at himself, seeing his body was
whole, his skin unblemished, and white as the surrounding snow. He sat and stared
at himself for a long time. He thought he should have felt angry, or disgusted,
or violated, but instead, he felt only a strange calm.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She had changed
him, alright. Into another of whatever she was supposed to be. So she very
likely had been a transformed human herself, spreading one of the many magical
transmutation curses. He felt surprisingly okay with it. His old life had been
over. Even if he hadn’t been about to die, his homeland had been conquered, and
the wizards had no qualms using defeated enemies as fodder for their
experiments.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The snow woman
had given him a new lease on life, in exchange for a night of passion. Probably
something else, too, but he’d deal with further complications when and if they
arose. For now, it was time to get acclimated to his second chance. He turned
his gaze towards the ice-peaked mountains beyond the forest, and strode easily
through the snow.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>END</b></div><p><b>---------------</b></p><p><b> NOTE:</b> This story was written as part of the <b>Winter Edition</b> of the <i><b>The Eronomicon Society Presents Tales of Erotic Horror</b></i> anthology series. The book is free on <b>Smashwords</b>, and features a variety of shorts by a collective of monster-erotica writers. Most of the stories are <i>not</i> femdom, and I'm not sure how much of my audience is interested in monster-erotica, but nonetheless I'd say give the book a look, and if you like what you see, be sure to check out the other authors' works, linked in the book's Authors section! Download the anthology here: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1134463">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1134463</a></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-14827296139219339622022-02-18T08:56:00.003-08:002022-09-02T08:25:59.176-07:00The Omnymphotents, Book Three: Cosmic Affairs<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgHIirj7pUTWDnsWBr-FiDkRgWg_KiX4psmEMe-8tRj7f0Kg9MiaAm6GfoYQtm_keYLVv_oVhJ1_fjcRT27sDcom3JNbrdNVsBTxx0lEpdWWzE61VW9r7aOoPo-iXBbx0Pg7htdt3_dLSztnZ2WH7gQNyLtNv1z9nlCAztJpAqAc22G2Zb03JlwL85b=s2250" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgHIirj7pUTWDnsWBr-FiDkRgWg_KiX4psmEMe-8tRj7f0Kg9MiaAm6GfoYQtm_keYLVv_oVhJ1_fjcRT27sDcom3JNbrdNVsBTxx0lEpdWWzE61VW9r7aOoPo-iXBbx0Pg7htdt3_dLSztnZ2WH7gQNyLtNv1z9nlCAztJpAqAc22G2Zb03JlwL85b=s320" width="201" /></a></div><div><br />Ladies and/or Gentlemen, I present to you my <i>meatiest</i> collection yet! Book Three of <b>The Omnymphotents</b> is a <i>massive</i>, <i>throbbing</i> Omnybus edition, collecting the final two "arcs" of the Omnymphotents Saga! You can purchase the book here on Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1133398">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1133398</a></div><div><br /></div><div>As before, all the stories can still be found on the Omny blog, including the original forms of the comic segments, which I had to convert to script format for the eBook. Nonetheless, I always appreciate your support. I know the Omnymphotents has been a weird tangent compared to my usual work, but in the last year, it's really been the project that got me back to creating things again.</div><div><br /></div><div>Although this is intended to bring the "core" series of the Omnys to a close, that just means I don't have further plans to do more stories following this side of the setting. I'm not done working in the Omnyverse, and there are several spin-off directions I can follow, be they more down to Earth adventures with the Empowered and Created, or a return to more erotically focused stand-alones featuring the Omnys in their Sex Goddess roles. I can't say for now what the future holds, but the door is still open.</div><div><br /></div><div>From here, I may bundle up a couple more collections with the existing material as side-books, when I can get around to it. </div>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-51953283450683710902022-01-31T06:02:00.002-08:002022-01-31T06:02:39.939-08:002022 Update<div style="text-align: left;">Well, that sure was a year wasn’t it. 2021 saw a successful
clawback to the realm of writing, but I’m still no where near where I wanted to
be by now, and a good amount of the writing I did do was almost certainly not
what most readers were hoping for. Overall, this has been a year of
experimentation and finally finishing off a few long-languished projects. In
that regard, I’d consider this year to be fairly productive. Even if some of it
was cringe-worthy, or makes me absolutely livid that it took me so long to get
to, I’m glad I worked on what I did and was able to finally knock some stuff
off the backlog.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As to the future, though, I have no idea what to do next at
the time of this post. I have no real plans and no strong inspirations. I have
vague notions of projects I’m still flirting with doing, such as another RPG or
Visual Novel or full-scale 3D comic, and continuing to make ebooks, but I don’t
have any solid ideas committed just yet.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>What I can say is that, while I am still interested in
making more erotic content, for the foreseeable future, my output will continue
to be very sporadic and infrequent. There’s a variety of factors, but the long
and short of it is my head just isn’t in it like it used to be. I’d like
nothing more than to be a content machine cranking stories on the weekly, but
I’ve had to face the harsh reminder that it’s something I’m just not capable
of. I won’t declare anything definitively, as I can never predict my creative
whims, of course. All I can say is I do intend to make more stuff this year,
but don’t hold your breath. I’ll get to things when I’m capable of getting to
things.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>In the bigger picture, the 2020’s have been a ripe sack of
ass for a lot of people so far, and things don’t look to be on the upswing any
time soon. I hope all of you are doing well, and that the future sees you safe.
Good luck out there, whatever your life’s endeavors.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Cheers.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-3475649199767093492022-01-15T16:08:00.002-08:002022-02-18T08:50:43.945-08:00The Omnymphotents, Book Two: Omny Ex Machina<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjL7lu4KLGRnZVplilS-h-LZwpy6JuZjicriFvDAMyLqaWiaCn5U0gddHX1fQuzHl1owXf1aNR_kPjD-lm76KktaANTXrngM8wgt-NPCeKLKDn-yYp5hw2NrdjWuK0oAF05BTaF9EuPutZ2ISnYhOFFeHUYa_glptbJrsmhkBsQOqIf7pYxmnxqY2NK=s2250" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjL7lu4KLGRnZVplilS-h-LZwpy6JuZjicriFvDAMyLqaWiaCn5U0gddHX1fQuzHl1owXf1aNR_kPjD-lm76KktaANTXrngM8wgt-NPCeKLKDn-yYp5hw2NrdjWuK0oAF05BTaF9EuPutZ2ISnYhOFFeHUYa_glptbJrsmhkBsQOqIf7pYxmnxqY2NK=s320" width="201" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Book Two of <b>The Omnymphotents</b> is here! Things take a turn for the drastic as I find myself stuck with severe writer's block. The Omnymphotents get fed up with my bullshit, and decide to take matters into their own hands! From this point, the series shifts in tone from a series of purely smutty vignettes, to a metafictional tale of Creators, their Creations, and the Worlds they inhabit. There's still plenty of sex, of course; they are still nymphos after all!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">You can purchase the new eBook here on Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1127106">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1127106</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Omny Ex Machina</i> collects the full story of this transition event across a couple of shorts and a couple of comics. I did have to do some extra writing on this: there is also a new Prelewd Chapter, as well as text versions of the comics since I couldn't include them in the ebook. Just like the last book, I've also included a foreward.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nonetheless, you can find almost all of the material in this book on the Omny blog, under the Grand Reset section (including the original comics, which I think work better with the added visuals): <a href="https://omnymphotents.blogspot.com/p/table-of-contents.html">https://omnymphotents.blogspot.com/p/table-of-contents.html</a>. Nonetheless, if you enjoy my work and would like to support me, please consider purchasing this ebook! Your patronage is much appreciated!</div><p></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-78549384533032001642022-01-13T09:26:00.002-08:002022-01-13T09:34:45.729-08:00The Omnymphotents, Book One: Through Mortal Eyes<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyTDC-S079CPQSZorWAlngCyQdEqJJRIlwbAIa3xOnqB5zqidGeU8DpHVvUVnaNDF4gkjPENXNkqpM_wGPNGeDHYXXtSAhaT_79aMHNeD3JF1AN-LhXMQE258PQ4eVLPBWPML6KFEk1QMOQXoobO09hCZrrX4eneaIIz_14wgGj1O_9MTw2ijboI-C=s2250" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyTDC-S079CPQSZorWAlngCyQdEqJJRIlwbAIa3xOnqB5zqidGeU8DpHVvUVnaNDF4gkjPENXNkqpM_wGPNGeDHYXXtSAhaT_79aMHNeD3JF1AN-LhXMQE258PQ4eVLPBWPML6KFEk1QMOQXoobO09hCZrrX4eneaIIz_14wgGj1O_9MTw2ijboI-C=s320" width="201" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Though I insisted on giving them their own website, it would be remiss of me to not plug my latest eBook endeavor here! <b>The Omnymphotents</b> will now be receiving their own line of ebooks, starting with this first collection! You can purchase the first book on Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1126539">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1126539</a></p><p><i>Through Mortal Eyes</i> collects the initial run of Omny stories, first posted on this blog, then edited and moved to the Omny blog after I reset the series. In these early stories, I deliberately planned very little about the Omnys, content to make a few one-off fantastical sex scenes where the women could things well beyond what my previous supernatural femdom characters could do. As you may remember, the series underwent a drastic shift back in the Spring of 2021, with the focus now on the Omnys themselves as metafictional characters aware that they existed in a story.</p><p>Revised editions of these early stories can still be read for free on the Omny blog, under the Early Flings section: <a href="https://omnymphotents.blogspot.com/p/table-of-contents.html">https://omnymphotents.blogspot.com/p/table-of-contents.html</a>. But if you enjoy my work and would like to support me, consider purchasing this ebook! Your patronage is much appreciated!</p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-50972443480421582222022-01-10T05:58:00.005-08:002022-09-02T08:26:19.104-07:00Comics Update!<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">ALL COMICS ARE NOW VIEWABLE ON-SITE AT MY CAPTIONS BLOG!</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>When I first started making and posting my comics, Blogspot had a hard cap on the number of images you could put in a single post. It was initially twenty, then they might have bumped it up to thirty. But at some point in the last year or so, they appear to have removed the cap on images, which means I can now post the comics in their entirety in one post!</div><div><br /></div><div>I know some people were have trouble viewing the .CBZ files or just didn't want to bother with them, and fair enough. However I stuck with posting them that way, because it really bugs me having to split up single stories across multiple posts. Especially the comics, which have thus far been one-scene stories that don't have a natural chapter break. However, with the cap removed, even my longest comic can be posted uninterrupted. And yes, I did try to make the comics into PDFs, but for whatever reason, whatever method I tried to use to make the files constantly chopped the images up across the pages. CBZ never had that problem, so that's what I stuck with.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will still make a CBZ file for download for each comic, for those who prefer that format, or want an easy back-up copy. However, I have gone back and added all the pages to each of the posts. I'll be keeping them on my Captions Blog because I still would like this site to be mostly free of images, but I'll make announcements here when I post new stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, for those who missed out, or want to re-read without downloading the file again, here are the four Sex Mage World comics made thus far!</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2019/09/out-in-woods.html"><b>Out in the Woods</b></a></div><div><a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2019/09/the-boy-in-park.html"><b>Boy in the Park</b></a></div><div><a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2019/10/loopholes.html"><b>Loopholes</b></a></div><div><a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2021/12/sore-loser.html"><b>Sore Loser</b></a></div>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-33224350271146979552021-12-16T14:30:00.005-08:002022-01-10T06:06:26.911-08:00Sore Loser<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_L7hj4e03fk9YhOP5qTTN4w9V6fm_Je2O8AX1z7tvUuEfvgFyVJ3F9Sf3EAcUfkyKzL1q_yRZNLWkBT6seJ_Ad3foXGEn7Jf14JAD_KYMH4lKfk4eH4bkqvbgdIzEaLqTnzUyu2UnbE1hv99NvjGLL3kjLHIsM7lYYgFECZeL9fRMT3hwZPRg6ybI=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_L7hj4e03fk9YhOP5qTTN4w9V6fm_Je2O8AX1z7tvUuEfvgFyVJ3F9Sf3EAcUfkyKzL1q_yRZNLWkBT6seJ_Ad3foXGEn7Jf14JAD_KYMH4lKfk4eH4bkqvbgdIzEaLqTnzUyu2UnbE1hv99NvjGLL3kjLHIsM7lYYgFECZeL9fRMT3hwZPRg6ybI=s320" width="320" /></a></p><p></p><p>Finally, another 3D comic set in the <b>Sex Mage World</b>! This is a recreation/expansion of a <a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2018/09/sore-loser-animation.html">crummy MSPaint slide-show "animation" of the same name</a> that I made several years ago. With this comic, I've opted to add more special effects flare to show the Magic in action. Although in canon, Sex Magic Spells and Lust Energy aren't visible to the naked eye, a visual medium benefits a lot from that added optical spice!</p><p>Much thanks to <b>ATwoTailedFox</b> for tech support!</p><p>You can view the comic on my Captions Blog: <a href="https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2021/12/sore-loser.html">https://sexmagesandcaptionstories.blogspot.com/2021/12/sore-loser.html</a></p><p>Or you can download the CBZ file here: <a href="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1A8ZF9Pn-QsebXZAiJuH3sObSmPjbpVDg/view?usp=sharing">https://drive.google.com/file/d/1A8ZF9Pn-QsebXZAiJuH3sObSmPjbpVDg/view?usp=sharing</a></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-80849311849610920132021-12-03T14:56:00.004-08:002022-09-02T09:10:13.441-07:00Paramour Powers: Phallica, The Complete Series!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOObeHGj9XxVcM8DgG7lr6LvgQBSatIYs-XOqvRaJlI2pbGrM42EH61Ts9CkYJHWciR_pFB8Uy4jBzWpl1B5YfE1Yb6glKAQe5I1-fRLM3A4JfeXyS2mKz4oqlF2tASi4FEvycmn7vG0/s1033/Phallica.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1033" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOObeHGj9XxVcM8DgG7lr6LvgQBSatIYs-XOqvRaJlI2pbGrM42EH61Ts9CkYJHWciR_pFB8Uy4jBzWpl1B5YfE1Yb6glKAQe5I1-fRLM3A4JfeXyS2mKz4oqlF2tASi4FEvycmn7vG0/s320/Phallica.png" width="217" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Four years after it began, the <b>Phallica</b> series has finally been concluded! See what fate awaits our superheroic cock controller! This book collects touched up versions of the four episodes still free on this site, and adds a final three-part storyline that dives deep into the wider elements of the setting!</p><p>Click here to purchase the book at Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1118983">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1118983</a></p><p>I'll confess, my plans for the <i>Paramour Powers</i> project basically imploded. Phallica was intended to be just one of a handful of mini-series and one-shots that were going to culminate into a big team-up adventure special that would close off the whole thing. Unfortunately, the other titles just never came together for me, and Phallica just kept getting stuck as a result. Ergo, to finish this series off, I just had to push forward with a different version of her story path. </p><p>As mentioned in the book's forward, this mini-series is much more a superhero story than an erotica one; despite the nature of Phallica's powers, there's very little actual sex involved, and what's shown is a focus on Phallica trying to creatively apply her powers to solve problems over trying to make a titilating scene.</p><p>Despite this, I hope it will still be enjoyable, and satisfy those who have enjoyed the series thus far!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-65010641883915220362021-11-08T19:05:00.005-08:002022-12-15T12:10:43.801-08:00Dominali<div style="text-align: left;">One of the more unusual manifestations of Sex Magic, the Dominali
are quasi-sentient Tease Spells. In other words, they are self-aware phantoms
composed of living Sex Magic. Unable to survive in the Material Universe in
their raw elemental form, they must bond with a living host. Furthermore, in
order to sustain themselves, they must periodically consume Lust Energy, an
ethereal psychic power generated through sexual activity. Due to the
femdom/malesub nature of Sex Magic, Dominali are naturally only able to take on
human women as hosts, and find the Lust Energy of men many times more potent
and nourishing than that of other women.<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> </o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">ORIGINS<br /></span></b>Dominali are a type of Fae, coming from the Fae Realm. Like
all Fae, they are based on a conceptual existence, requiring them to act in a
certain way, within a certain context, in order to sustain their being.
However, whereas most Fae who enter the Material Universe take a new form and
settle into a new paradigm upon arriving, Dominali have already been shaped,
and instinctively seek out circumstances that sustain their present form.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Dominali are effectively refugees from a pre-determined
existence: they are Sex Magic Spells that have passed through the veil between
the Fae Realm and the Earth, and in so doing, mutated to gain the
quasi-sentience of standard Fae, without the inherent adaptability. In this
way, they among the extremely rare Carriers that did not require a living human
Mage to spread the power.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Dominali arrived on Earth on October 27, 1987, initially
appearing over the skies of the United States Mid-West. Upon entering this
timeline of Earth, they were immediately in danger of dying without a Material
Anchor to prevent them from dissolving. The best Anchor for most Fae are the
minds of sapients, in this case humans. Given that they were already formed,
the Dominali had to seek out humans that were already compatible with their
existential theme. Thus, they were instinctively drawn to women who had
dominatrix tendencies, or who at least tended to take the lead in the bedroom.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The first “generation” of Dominali somewhat mindlessly chose
their hosts, and fused with them while they slept, binding themselves to the
minds and souls of their hosts. All surviving Dominali are now Mortal-Elemental
Fusion Entities.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>ALTERNATIVE ORIGINS<br /></u>In an unrelated timeline untouched by the Sex Mage
Multiverse, the Dominali may instead be a race of psychic-energy aliens
categorized as Spectral Energy Xenoforms (SEXs). For contrived techno-babble
reasons, they are only able to bond with human women, and while they may feed
on human psychic energy generally, sex turns out to be far and away the most
potent and nutritious energy for them to use. Ergo, they bond with human women
who have dominatrix tendencies and feed off Sex Energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">MYSTICAL PHYSIOLOGY<br /></span></b><u>PURE STATE<br /></u>In their natural state as Spectral Energy Xenoforms, Dominali
are classified as Primitive Lust Elementals. They are, at most, quasi-sentient,
meaning that they react instinctively to stimuli that resonates with their
existential essence. They have no real sense of higher thought and no real
capacity for memory, although they do experience something akin to emotion, as
well as a sense of thirst or hunger.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>As a pure Fae Realm entity, Dominali are completely dependent
on Conceptual Energy of their type to survive. Conceptual Energy is generated
by natural or social phenomenon, in a way that cannot be truly detected or
understood by the beings of the Material World. Having sex does not literally
create “Lust Energy” in the same way a chemical reaction can create light.
“Lust Energy” does not really exist in the context of the Material World.
However, to the entities of the Fae Realm, the phenomenon occurring creates an
“essence” upon which they feed and secure their sense of self in order to
continue existing. Ergo, a Dominali existing near a couple having femdom sex
imbues them with life-sustaining energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on"><u>FUSION</u></st1:placename><u>
<st1:placetype w:st="on">STATE<br /></st1:placetype></u></st1:place>When fused with a human woman, a Dominali integrates itself
into her psyche. The host retains most of their own mind; they are technically
still the same person, but the Dominali has some influence over her emotional
state and libido. Since the spirit has essentially no mind of its own, there is
no real possession, so much as the Dominali just hitches a ride in the host’s
mind. If anything, the host’s own mind effectively possesses the Dominali; she
retains full control over their own sense of self, and has near-total control
over the powers the Dominali gives her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The main difference is that she now possesses a hunger for
sex that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">must</i> occasionally be
satiated. A woman can go a few weeks before truly needing to address this side
of herself, but ideally, she will have sex at least twice or thrice a week to
sustain her powers and feel properly “topped off”.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>HOST-SPIRIT RELATION<br /></u>A human host retains nearly full control of her own mind. In
most circumstances, she will essentially be no different than before the
Fusion. However, the Lust Spirit aspect of herself will begin to have stronger
influence when she is aroused or engaged in sex. During such times, especially
when she is starving for Lust Energy, a host may become ravenous, almost
bestial, in her sexual fervor, taking her partner and not stopping until her
sexual desires are completely satiated, whether her partner can handle it or
not. Ergo, another reason for Dominali to engage in at least weekly sex is to
ensure she does not lose control of herself.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A Dominali host is able to enter a trance state so that the
human mind can commune with the Lust Spirit in a sort of psychic emotional
communication. This often happens in sleep, with the human and the Dominali
being separate entities in most of their dreams. In this way, the women can
come to an accord with their Lust Spirit, agreeing to the terms of their union.
Because a Spirit will choose a host that already is quite compatible with them,
most hosts will quickly agree to a friendly, or at least amicable relationship.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>If the two find themselves to be truly incompatible, then
the human is able to reject the Lust Spirit with a great effort; however, a
forceful rejection is almost never necessary, as a Lust Spirit will not feel
comfortable staying fused with a woman who despises them. If they are unable to
get along, the Dominali will use one last sex act to charge herself, before
leaving the host to find another.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>RELATION TO HUMAN CIVILIZATION<br /></u>A Dominali has no ambitions of its own other than to survive.
It will therefore serve it’s host’s desires as long as the host feeds it.
Considering that feeding involves the woman experiencing mind blowing sex on a
weekly basis, and the Dominali will only possess women who already wish for
such things, there is essentially no case for conflict there.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dominali bear humans no ill will. On the contrary, they have
an instinctive affection for humanity, as Sex Magic was designed with human
compatibility in mind. While their sexual hunger does mean they may overstep
mortal limits at times, they do not wish to actually hurt anybody, though they
won’t stop their host from doing so.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Dominali ergo have no ambitions towards the disruption of
human civilization. While unable to be truly forward thinking without their
host, the Dominali are more likely to maintain the status quo of humanity, and
keep themselves hidden as much as possible, as it is in their best interest to
keep their host species stable for their own survival.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>REPRODUCTIVE CYCLE<br /></u>The first generation of Dominali were extremely few in
number. Many did not find a host in time, leaving the original survivors in the
single digits of population. For several years, they simply remained hidden,
not even bothering to try and find each other until they felt secure in their
hosts.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Eventually, however, a well-fed Dominali will reach a
threshold during which the Lust Spirit becomes too rich with energy, becoming,
for lack of a better term, “pregnant” with her power. Eventually, she will
fission off this excess, which will coalesce into a new Dominali spirit;
ironically, the Dominali use sex to power a form of asexual reproduction.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The new Dominali must very quickly find a host; two Spirits
cannot occupy the same body without overwhelming the host, and the first Spirit
cannot sustain their fission-daughter with bleed off energy for too long. A
Dominali has about one week to find a new host before their life is dangerously
threatened from the lack thereof.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Fortunately, a Dominali has ample time to warn their host,
and the two can work to find a new woman to pass the spirit onto. A Dominali
will know when they are approaching a fission usually months before it happens,
and the average time for this event is about one fission every decade, with
each fission only producing one new spirit, with the extremely rare exception
of two (three is theoretically possible, but so far unheard of). Ergo, in the
thirty-plus years since the Spirits arrived, they still number less than fifty.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>DEATH<br /></u>After at least a year of being fused, a Dominali becomes
permanently attached to their host, intrinsically tied to their mind and soul.
The Lust Spirit dies when their host dies. Although a Dominali’s power can
extend a hosts lifespan and sex drive for longer than average, even they will
not be able to compensate for the toll of aging, as Fae spirits have their own
form of age-related break down. It is possible even for a Dominali to fade away
after several decades, leaving their host with only a tiny fraction of their
power, and their lifespans then continuing as normal. Because of this, there is
little risk of the Dominali subverting humanity, especially as they are not
trying to do so.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>SCALES OF IMPACT<br /></u>On the Sex Mage Multiverse’s Scale of Impact, the Dominali
are rated at Level One, for a miniscule impact on society. The reality they
have entered lacks other forms of supernatural power. Like many Level One
realities, the Curse of Temael appears to have not set in.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">POWERS and ABILITIES<br /></span></b>Dominali possess a host of Sex Mage like abilities, although
their versions of it have some altered effects.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>STANDARD/INITIAL POWERS<br /></u>Dominali possess these abilities upon their creation, but
cannot utilize them until they take a host.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Spirit Fusion</i> – As
detailed above, they can psychically fuse themselves with a human host.<br /><u><o:p><span style="text-decoration: none;"><br /></span></o:p></u><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Arousal Detection</i>
– Dominali can detect sexual arousal in others. While their senses are
specially tuned towards men’s sex drives, enabling a greater range and accuracy
of detection, they can also easily detect arousal from women who are nearby.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Arousal Influence</i>
– Dominali have their own variation of the Arousal Aura, able to emanate waves
of psychic energy that stimulate the human libido. Men are very sensitive to
these waves, though women can also be effected. A Dominali can broadcast an
omni-directional sphere of influence, or can focus their arousing commands in a
narrow beam to a specific target.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Erotic Empathy</i> – While
they cannot read minds as such, they can psychically intuit things about a
person through their sexual responses. They can immediately recognize exactly
what is turning a person on, can figure out the perfect ways to stimulate them
through the five normal senses, and know how close they are to climax.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Touch-Based Nerve
Control</i> – When touching a person, they are able to directly stimulate their
nerves for a variety of effects. Mostly, this can be used to induce tactile
sensations and phantom stimulations, but also to paralyze a person’s body or
cause them to move how they wish. They can cause these effects to linger long
after they let go, or to cease upon breaking contact.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Pleasure and Pain
Induction</i> – Best done though touch, but can be inflicted at short range,
this is the primary means of stimulation a Dominali performs. They simply
channel their energies into a person’s nerves, touching off their pleasure
and/or pain receptors. This can be channeled along with their Arousal Aura, but
can also be induced through vocal vibrations (speaking a sultry tone that
resonates with the brain’s pleasure centers), visual stimulation (entrancing
eye contact, or stripping naked to stimulate arousal and pushing that arousal
into pleasure), or even smell (producing a sort of pheromone or using other
trigger scents and intensifying the reaction).<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>ADVANCED POWERS<br /></u>After some time with a host and practicing their abilities,
the Dominali can perform other more fantastical abilities, albeit still at a
fairly small scale. Using these powers will burn through their reserves of Sex
Energy, thus requiring more frequent recharging if used often.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Telekinesis</i> – Able
to levitate small objects, usually no more than half or even just a third of
what their host can physically carry. They can float an object dozens of feet
away. Fine tune control may still be unsteady; using it to sew is pretty much
out of the question for most, but juggling several tennis balls is easy enough.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Levitation</i> – A
Dominali may be able to turn their telekinesis inwards to enable flight,
lifting their body even if it goes beyond their normal TK weight restriction.
The flight is not especially fast, probably no better than a ten-speed bike,
and thus not ideal for long distances, but good enough for reaching heights
quickly or slowing falls or performing incredible leaps.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Regeneration/Recovery</i>
– Mind-over-body control enables far more rapid recovery over injuries and
resistance to poison and disease. A broken bone will still take a couple days
to recover fully, and it won’t stop all illnesses or severe conditions, but
will allow much faster recovery. This mostly applies to their own body, but
with further practice, they can push the effect onto others to enhance their
own recovery. This power is technically already in subconscious effect while a
Dominali is engaged in sex, using it to keep both their host and their partners
bodies toughened up to withstand the sheer intensity of the sexual encounter.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Light/Sound Effects</i>
– Bending light around the body for near invisibility, and dampening sound to
muffle one’s noises, enabling near-perfect stealth. Conversely, can create
flashes of light or blasts of noise.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Heat/Electricity/Cold</i>
– Telekinetically generate or stifle heat, sufficient to light something on
fire or rapidly chill it with a touch. Telekinetically charge things to
electrify them with a touch. These are not particularly precise effects,
however, and at such small scales are rarely dangerous, even if it can cause
serious injury under certain circumstances.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Enhanced Strength</i>
– Focusing mind-over-body and telekinesis together can allow for a form of
Tactile Telekinesis that mimics super strength, enabling the host to lift three
to even five times what they normally could, though this will still strain
their muscles as much as their psychic force.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><u>POWER EFFECTS<br /></u><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Power Intensity</i> –
A Dominali tends to be inherently overwhelming in their use of power. It takes
a lot of practice to achieve fine-tuned control with their psychic energies.
Early into their manifestation, and especially when highly aroused or in the
throws of passionate sex, a Dominali tends to unleash her power in
brain-melting surges and rapid pulses of energy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The response in the human nervous system is a truly surreal
whiplashing of pain and pleasure effects. A man may simultaneously feel the
combined pleasure of ten blowjobs, at the same time it feels like his penis is
being sawed into with a hot knife, yet both senses of stimulation drive him to
an orgasm that feels absolutely heavenly even as it feels like his testicles
are being crushed into jelly with every convulsion. This is the result of
pleasure induction so intense that the mortal mind cannot process it, and thus
translates the stimulation in a wide variety of erotic sensations both painful
and pleasurable in a desperate attempt to process the information.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>A Dominali must take care to prepare their partner mentally
for the experience, to find partners that can handle such intense psychic
overcharging, and to nurse them with sufficient aftercare after a sexual
encounter. If she ravages a man and leaves him to his own devices, he can
suffer for weeks with erratic nerve pain and pleasure, having him suffer
spontaneous orgasms and random surges of genital pain for weeks afterwards. She
may have to manually soothe his nervous system to still the erratic synapses
once she herself is satiated enough to retain fine control of her power again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>This effect is one reason Dominali treasure their lovers, as
it takes a lot of trust and dedication to be the partner of these Lust Spirits.
Even after years of practice, a Dominali may still lose control of her power
during her throws of passion, even if she normally has great self-control
otherwise.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Physically Unbound</i>
– Their powers will pass through all mundane physical and energy barriers, including
going right through walls to reach another person.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p><o:p> <br /></o:p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Energy Glow</i> – Not
exactly a power, per say, but one of the signature tells of a Dominali is that
their hosts eyes will glow while they are using their powers, or even just when
aroused. A glow of similar color projecting from other parts of their body can
sometimes appear as well, though this is usually done on purpose for effect, or
subconsciously during the height of sexual passion.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The color of the eye glow is seemingly random per woman, but
Spirits descended from other Spirits will often have variant hues of their
progenitor’s color. A blue-eyed Dominali may have a turquoise, sky-blue, or lavender-eyed
daughter. This can drift fairly quickly over generations, however, with blue
shifting fully to red or yellow or green within just three generations, so
lineage quickly becomes lost to time.</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-45904896708214041112021-10-27T12:06:00.000-07:002021-10-27T12:06:41.100-07:00Story Update: Racing Hearts!<p>After five years, I finally went back and finished my old story <b>Racing</b>, now called <b>Racing Hearts</b>. For those who missed it, it was my attempt to do something of a Sex Mage sports story, featuring an International Boy Boarding competition, with the secret to success turning out to be that the best Racers are those who have a genuine bond of care for one another. I didn't change anything about the early chapters, I just picked up where I left off, starting with Chapter Seven. Go back and read it all here:</p><p><a href="https://sexmagesandotherstrangeness.blogspot.com/2016/11/racing.html"><b>https://sexmagesandotherstrangeness.blogspot.com/2016/11/racing.html</b></a></p><p>Even though I had an idea for how to finish the story off for years now, I just never ended up going back to it until now. Honestly, I don't even know why. Lack of confidence in the romantic aspect? Not wanting to do any further elaborate racing scenes? Thinking that I was going to end up having to write substantially more than I was prepared for? I dunno. Hopefully the ending will still satisfy, and the two halves aren't too discordant with each other.</p>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-49370533776526817832021-10-24T11:15:00.006-07:002022-09-02T08:32:31.577-07:00Amber's Ex<div style="text-align: left;">Amber decided to take her time making it to her
ex-boyfriend’s apartment. It was just too nice a day to be in a rush,
especially not for some dumb loser’s relief. She had texted him an hour ago
that she was on her way, but she had decided to take the scenic route getting
there. She took an easy pace down the two-mile nature trail that linked their
sub-divisions, and even stopped to get an ice-coffee at the convenience store
along the way. The whole time, she could sense Bo’s penis throbbing eagerly,
waiting for her to arrive.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo himself was fidgeting and squirming, pacing naked in his
apartment. He glanced repeatedly to door, and checked the window almost every
minute to see if she was coming up the parking lot. He knew better than to
pester her, but it was a Herculean effort not to text her to ask what was
taking so long. Amber smiled to herself as she sensed him, even at this
distance. His anxious Lust Energy filled her with a sense of calm happiness and
serenity. When she was only halfway there, she snuck a thread of magic to his
cock to increase the tension, making him throb so hard, it nearly made him
cross-eyed! His hands shook as he fought the spells which prevented him from
touching himself, but he had no more success than any of the other men in town.
Amber giggled as she watched him struggle, her sexual senses giving her a full
view of his naked form off in the distance.<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>When she was about half a mile away, she kicked things up a
notch by tweaking his testicles with a spell that increased his semen production.
He was already set at five times normal, making sure he had at least a month’s
worth of blue balls built up by the end of each week. She couldn’t resist
really putting on the pressure, though, and she increased it by a factor of
three, forcing his body to produce fifteen times the normal amount. She slowed
her pace a bit to make sure the extra build really took effect.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo was practically in tears with need when she finally
reached his door. Before she could even knock, he yanked the door open and gave
her a pleading look. She smiled sweetly at him. She was a somewhat
plain-looking, reedy girl with horn-rimmed glasses, while he was a tall, but
otherwise average looking blond boy. They’d been a cute couple, once.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Amber!” he hissed, looking at her angrily. “You said you
were on your way!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“I was,” she said, pushing past him. “John’s got the car, so
I walked.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She sensed the pang in Bo’s chest as she mentioned her
current boyfriend. Well, he was less a boyfriend and more of a live-in fuck toy,
an increasingly common arrangement in this world of Sex Mages. But the fact
remained, he got to sleep with her, while Bo lived in a studio apartment by
himself, and no girl in town gave him the time of day, except to maybe zap his
cock for a laugh. Amber smiled as she walked into the kitchenette and set down
her coffee on the small counter, while Bo closed the door and stood there
awkwardly, his penis throbbing intensely!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“It doesn’t take <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i>
long to walk between our places,” he mumbled under his breath. He was angrier
than he sounded, frustrated on multiple levels, but he was too afraid of setting
her off to really yell at her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Oh, you’ve been waiting all week. What’s a few extra
minutes?” Amber turned and leaned back against the counter, smiling as she appraised
her ex. She lingered her gaze on his penis, and the already painfully-hard
organ quivered with renewed tension as she focused on it. A bead of pre-cum
seeped from the tip, and Bo let out a shaky breath, hands trembling, and he had
to lean against the wall a bit for support.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He grit his teeth, knowing she was making it worse for him
with her magic, but he was in no position to call her out on it. She cocked her
head to side a bit in that adorable way of hers, even as she subtly shifted her
position to make her modest, but perky bust a bit more pronounced. Bo had to
look away, and clench his fist to get himself more under control. She simply
upped the pressure in his cock a tiny bit more, making him shiver with need.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Amber—” choked out, then was cut off as his jaw snapped
shut and his lips sealed together. He moaned out a protest, but Amber shook her
head with an amused smile.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Don’t,” she said. She had no need to hear him whining. She
could, and did, read his mind with ease. And there was nothing in there that
she hadn’t argued with him over before. Argued and won, with him writhing at
her feet in helpless cock torment if he insisted on fighting with her over it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He knew better by now than to bother. She pointed to the
couch, and he shuffled over to it. He thought he might annoy her at least a bit
by dragging it out in a final show of resistance, but all that did was stall
things for himself. She upped the pressure on his cock a bit more, until the
tension was actually painful, and he quickened his pace, practically throwing
himself on his seat.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She spread his limbs with a thought, pinning his ankles and
knees wide apart, pinning his arms up along the back of the couch. Amber turned
and opened his fridge, rummaging through his food to see what was available.
Not much, but she’d make do.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo squirmed and moaned as she helped herself, setting about
making herself a sandwich. She took her time with that, too, leisurely
assembling a turkey club, then bringing it into the living room, sitting on a
side chair, and propping her legs up on the coffee table; despite himself, he
couldn’t help but take in the full view of her toned thighs and calves. She
might not have been the prettiest girl in town, but she had a nice, trim
figure, and he couldn’t help but remember when those shapely legs had wrapped
around his waist.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She imagined it to, and finally, after drawing it out for so
long, she thought about slowly taking his cock inside her. Bo jerked in place
as he felt the sensation of her pussy envelop him, the tight, hot, wet sheath
taking him in, one torturously slow inch at a time. His whole body clenched, his
eyes squeezed shut in a grimace, and he shook in her invisible bonds. His dick
was on such a hair-trigger from the tension, that when the Phantom Pussy finally
reached the base of cock, all it took was one flex of psychic kegels, and he
tried to cum!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He whimpered and bucked, and she made the Phantom Pussy
squeeze him a few more times to coax his load from his cock. But of course, it
was far, far too early for that. Instead, his relief simply rebounded off his
Orgasm Block, and his testicles burned with sharp pain as his seed was forced
to stay where it was.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She held him that way for several long seconds, before she
made the Phantom Pussy fade. He stayed taught for another second, his cock
quivering in the air, before he let out a long breath. He straightened up in
his seat as best he could and glared at her. He hated this so much. Why
couldn’t she just make him pop and be done with it?<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Because it’s funnier this way,” she said, between bites of
her sandwich. She looked over to his laptop, which was closed and tucked
beneath the table. She pulled it out and opened it, settling it on her thighs
as she leaned back in her chair, keeping the sandwich plate on her stomach.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo moaned uselessly. Every week, he changed his passwords,
but every week, she simply read the new ones in his mind. She got into his
system, and opened his e-mails and chat rooms, skimming through them. As she
did, she sent another slow Phantom Pussy to envelop him. This time, she let it
slide down once, raise up just as slowly, then slide down again before
vanishing. And she slightly increased his cock’s sensitivity as she did it,
setting him to writhe and whimper helplessly as he edged again.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Still striking out, huh?” she said, skimming through
several private message chats. Like many young men without a mistress, he had
turned to the internet, using Reddit and Discord and 4chan threads to find
Samaritans and White Knights, those bleeding-heart Sex Mages who thought they
were cool helping desperate, teased guys get some relief, when no other woman
would help them.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Unfortunately their anonymous services were in high demand,
as such women were rarer and rarer to find. No such women apparently lived
close enough to form that initial connection to reach Bo. Worse yet, some of
the girls, it turned out, were just mean cockteasing bitches in disguise,
suckering desperate boys like Bo to drive out to discreet locations, then
teasing the shit out their helpless cocks, only to send them home even more
blue balled!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Amber tsked as she read a particularly mocking e-mail from a
faux-Samaritan, who had tricked Bo into coming out to a park in the next town
over, then had stripped him naked and teased him to numerous edgings right in
front of the early morning joggers, without ever revealing her face.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You really need to stop falling for this stuff,” said
Amber. She set the Phantom Pussy on his cock again, stroking him three times
before making it fade, and Bo mewed pitifully. He thought ugly thoughts at her,
and she scoffed. “Hey, watch it. I’m the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">only</i>
girl still helping you out at all, in case you forgot. I could easily just
leave you hanging like these bitches.” She motioned to the laptop.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She then started typing, and Bo’s eyed widened, panicking.
Who knew what she was writing under his accounts?! Amber chuckled and winked at
him. “Just helping you out a bit.”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo was absolutely furious at how casually Amber toyed with
him, teasing him with maddening spells, helping herself to his stuff, as if she
owned him. They’d spent two years together as a not particularly great couple,
and broke up precisely because they just weren’t compatible with each other.
But then she got her Sex Magic, and he’d turned to her in desperation when he’d
been given the No Touch and No Orgasm conditions like all the men in town, and
no other woman would help him out. And so Amber had reveled in playing with
him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She flipped the laptop around. “I forgot to show you this
last time. I thought you might appreciate it.” The browser was open to
MageTube. Bo’s eyes widened and his cock quivered with tension as his eyes
focused on the video; there on the screen was Amber, on her hands and knees,
positioned on a bed with her rump in the air. Behind her, a tall, muscular stud
had her gripped by the hips and was pistoning his cock into her with a steady,
rough rhythm. Although Amber was wearing an elaborate domino mask to hide her
features, and the man’s face was partly cut off by the angle of the camera, Bo
knew her body, and the way she cried out during sex.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo seethed as he watched the stud, probably John, experience
her body in ways he no longer could! The way the stud took control, was allowed
to grab Amber and pump into her with full abandon, and Amber just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">let</i> him, her own body barely able to
stay up from the pleasure! She was in full ecstasy, crying out her passions as
she let herself be helplessly fucked!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Of course, from the way the stud was grimacing and growling,
it was clear that even though his body was free to move and use her, he wasn’t
exactly in the best position. His rhythm broke as he shook and the strain on
his face was clear; even as she let him use her, Amber kept his release locked
down tight! As the stud growled in frustration, unable to maintain his thrusts,
curling over her as he fought his Orgasm Block with a Herculean effort, Amber
shrieked and spasmed and bucked on the mattress, mouth agape, eyes rolled back,
thighs quivering as she <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">came</i>! Not
just from the stud’s powerful thrusts, but from the Lust Energy of his
frustration, his fierce edging causing her own pleasure to surge! His blocked
climax only made her own orgasm that much more powerful, as if she was stealing
his away to add to her own!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The video kept going, Amber forcing the stud to keep fucking
her, clearly taking control of his body to make him thrust just how she wanted!
Bo let out a shuddering gasp as the video kept going, and he let out a groan of
his own as Amber’s Phantom Pussy returned! Four agonizingly slow strokes this
time, making him buck his hips and jerk his cock in the air in time to cries of
his ex-girlfriend in the video.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Meanwhile, Amber had come around the back of the couch, and
leaned over it, lightly hugging him from behind and bringing her lips to his
ear. Bo whimpered as her breath tickled him, and he tried to cum once more,
just as the Phantom Pussy gave him a final stroke. “His cock is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i> fucking huge. There’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i> much Energy coming off it, I thought
he was going to fry my pussy from the inside!”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She could sense Bo was in agony from the sheer tension of
his cock, the tightness of his balls, the extra sensitivity, the surplus of
semen. She sensed his heartache as he watched the video. Tears were forming in
his eyes to match the leaking pre-cum from his cock. The Energy of desperation
was coming off him in waves, making her entire body hot with arousal and joy,
her pussy wet with desire. He was already so tortured, she thought she might
cum just holding him so closely!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>So, of course, she upped his tension even more, increased
his sensitivity, made his seminal vessels produce even more fluid, and set the
Phantom Pussy to continue its torturously slow stroking, this time
indefinitely!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo let out a muffled scream to match the cries from the video,
thrashing and straining against her Binding Spell. His penis felt like it was
going to tear itself in half! It quivered with the unnatural tension, until it
began to vibrate, a little extra nudge from his cruel ex making it buzz like an
electric dildo. Such unnatural stimulation forced him to ride the razor’s edge
of release!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She held him and breathed against him, letting his Energy
flow through her, sparks of erotic euphoria coursing through her body. Her grip
tightened, and she reached down and grasped his cock. She cried out right into
his ear and bucked her own hips as a lightning bolt of pure, uncut pleasure
shot right through her arm, down her torso, and struck her pussy with
unrelenting ecstatic force! She <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">came</i>
just from holding him, shuddering and mewing in time to the cries of herself on
the video!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Bo let out a muffled howl, but could do nothing as his ex
used him for her pleasure, making it as excruciating as she could for him! This
was meaner than normal, and he couldn’t fathom why. He couldn’t fathom
anything! He could only writhe and scream and edge and cry, as she experienced
an exquisite orgasm against his back and on the screen in front of him!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Finally, she let go, and sagged against the back of the
couch, breathing heavily. The video was still going, still had ten more minutes
of the frustrated stud railing her, this time in missionary, then up against
the wall, then doggie style again. She’d let Bo enjoy the whole thing, mentally
nudging him to keep watching, just in case his brain started working enough to
realize he could have tried to look away. That was unlikely, though, as she set
the Phantom Pussy to keep going, faster this time, firmer, steadily increasing
in speed as the video continued.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She pulled away from her helpless ex and sat back down on
the other chair, grabbing his laptop again. Grooving on the happy energy of his
torment, she found herself feeling a bit magnanimous today. She went back over
his string of messages, desperately trying to contact girls to help him, striking
out over and over. No wonder he did so, as he came off so thirsty and pleading!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She typed a few more messages with some more reasonably
phrased requests. She stopped when she heard the video end. Bo was thrashing
and squealing as her Phantom Pussy rode him with eager speed now, making him
utterly oblivious to anything other than his own desperate need!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She watched him edge and edge and edge some more, the sound
of his squeals and the desperate whirl of his thoughts <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">begging</i> her to release him a euphoric music to her senses. She
stood back up and leaned over the couch again, whispering in his ear.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“You know, I could, just, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> let you pop. I mean, what’s stopping me? Yeah, we’re supposed
to give guys a Sunday release, but that’s really only a guideline, not a rule.
No one else will care enough. I could just leave you here like this all day
long. No Samaritans or White Knights to save you. Just a bunch of cruel
bitches, laughing as they sense you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">dying</i>
with need, probably pleasuring themselves with your Energy, while they let
their own men blow their loads all over and in them…”<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Her hand drifted down to his cock once more. Tears ran down
his cheeks and he looked like he was in absolute agony. The Phantom Pussy moved
with an utterly frantic pace, and his cock stayed clenched in one continuous
edge!<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She grasped him once more, and she shrieked right in his
ear, as the mystic feedback made her cum again almost immediately! She held him
like that, letting the pure pleasure thrum through her whole body, keeping her
in an orgasmic high for several straight minutes.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Finally, she sensed him break. With a final rattling moan,
he blacked out, strained beyond even the Magic’s natural healing effects to
keep him conscious. She let go of him, and immediately collapsed against the
back of the couch, even as she turned off her spells. He slumped over,
breathing steadily in dreamless sleep, body twitching, cock throbbing with
impossible tension. She smiled happily, looking at the utter wreck of him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>And with a thought, she opened a temporary gap in his Orgasm
Block, and simple <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">pulled</i> the semen
out of him. She slid every drop he had out in one long, warm, wet rope of male
slime, gathering it to float in the air above him. Still unconscious, he
couldn’t even appreciate the relief of pressure, though he didn’t have to
suffer to sheer disappointment of a lack of true orgasm. This trick was even
worse than a ruined one, offering no pleasure at all.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>When his seed had been collected, she used her power to
telekinetically smear it all over his naked body. Giggling to herself, she took
the time to send a final message on the laptop, and then left her pitiful ex to
wake up alone, sticky with his own goo, and his cock still aching for a true
feeling of relief.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>If he was lucky, one of her messages would <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">finally</i> get him some help from a girl
who wasn’t total bitch like her. If not, he’d better start managing it on his
own, because today’s sessions had felt <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i>
goddamned good, she planned on making it just as bad, or <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">worse</i>, for him from here on out!</div>
Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-70677094541952743112021-10-09T15:04:00.007-07:002021-10-10T03:45:30.911-07:00Tease Town: A Sex Mage World Mosaic Anthology!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGpc25GM4rhUGFFR3yYgJKJ7iMM2ShqX-9rdwkmeKx6MlG9LIZ5AMv7rYvA2GtM0t1t4kVk0nAWy7daVfn0LOn71fzVwqaejHGrp8hV_oUSPw7UrfyMNQL0fYf-upReH71u18qVr1dJQ/s2048/SMWTeaseTown.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGpc25GM4rhUGFFR3yYgJKJ7iMM2ShqX-9rdwkmeKx6MlG9LIZ5AMv7rYvA2GtM0t1t4kVk0nAWy7daVfn0LOn71fzVwqaejHGrp8hV_oUSPw7UrfyMNQL0fYf-upReH71u18qVr1dJQ/s320/SMWTeaseTown.png" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>At last, a new eBook set in the <b>Sex Mage World</b>!</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Tease Town</b> is a "Mosaic Anthology" of twenty-two Little Scenes all set in the small Mid-West town of Whinsberg. While there are a couple of repeating characters, each short mostly features different sets of salacious citizens in a variety of kinky encounters! Each erotic event directly or indirectly inspires the next, in a long telephone game of arousing inspirations! It's just an average day in an average town in the Sex Mage World!</div><div><br /></div><div>Click here to purchase the book at Smashwords: <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1108916">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1108916</a></div><div><br /></div><div>------</div><div><br /></div><div>Despite coming up with the idea for this book back in 2018 or so, various factors over the years kept me from being able to really flesh the idea out. When I finally decided to buckle down this year and get this one off my to-do list, I just really couldn't seem to come up with anything, and thus I decided to make this project an experiment in finally taking suggestions.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'd like to thank all my readers who submitted their ideas. While I ended up using less of them than I intended, and the ones I did use don't really match the original suggestions too closely, they helped give me the seeds to come up with enough scenes to get this book finally written. I did try to at least mix in as many <i>elements</i> of the suggestions as I could fit into the format, while still allowing the story to flow organically.</div>Salamando Flameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04600017462795449281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5762369013005547088.post-62065082186157430352021-09-25T07:49:00.002-07:002021-09-25T07:49:25.104-07:00Her Little Game<div style="text-align: left;">Tamiko awoke in the wee hours of the morning, sensing Mark
straining in the other room. Normally, the energy of a horny male would soothe
her with calming, healing warmth, and once a woman got used to the flow of it,
she could enjoy a blissful sleep. But other times, the need of a man would
sound too keenly in her mind, making her restless, getting her hot and bothered
until she had to do something about it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Sure, the Lust Energy could refresh her body to full
wakefulness, but sleep was still good for the mind and body, to help calm and
center a woman’s soul. Magical rejuvenation could keep a woman awake for days
on end, but it wasn’t smart to push it. Tamiko had learned the hard way,
through week-long all-nighters in college, that trying to stay pepped up purely
on Lust Energy eventually turned you loopy, making a woman Lust Drunk and
reckless. Good sleep was still important in a world of Sex Magical Healing.<span><a name='more'></a></span><br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>At least it was for women. Men, on the other hand, just had
to deal with frequent restless nights, suffering in exquisite anguish as their
throbbing erections and aching balls didn’t allow them a true respite most
nights. Whether tossing and turning from the frustration of pure need, or
whether writhing and crying under nightly assaults from anonymous spells, or
being forced to serve their Mistresses well into morning, men needed the
benefits of the Magic’s healing to function on a daily basis. A true full night’s
rest had become a rare treat for the horny, helpless, desperate boys. Of
course, relying on the Magic to stay rested just kept them all the more
desperate, kept their minds sensitive to the women’s power, never letting them
get numb to all the terrible, wonderful teases they suffered every day.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It was a delicious sexual trap that even the most bleeding
heart, compassionate women in the Queendom could not deny the benefits of.
Maybe some women loved and pitied their men enough to let them cum more often,
but never enough to truly break them free of the salacious cycle of sexual
slavery.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Ruminating on the whole dynamic did not coax Tamiko any
closer back to sleep. She lay there, feeling fidgety, unable to doze back off,
her body feeling hot as her boyfriend’s aching need tickled insistently at her
libido.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She smiled to herself, and turned onto her back, sprawling
out, and pulling the bed sheet down so it barely covered one leg and her
already wet sex. It looked as though she had innocently let it slide off as she
turned in her sleep. She was, of course, already naked. She kept her eyes
closed, and her breathing low and steady, and relaxed. And then, she cast a
thread of power towards the stiff, needy organ that had roused her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>In the living room, Mark was still half-conscious, slipping
in and out of sleep himself, getting maybe five minutes of real rest, before
the ache of his throbbing cock drew him back to wakefulness. Like most men in
town, he was unable to touch himself, unable to even hump anything, thanks to
the Anti-Masturbation Spells that had become mandatory just last year. Not that
it would have mattered, of course. Orgasm Blocks had become a way of life for
men in the Sex Mage World, and by now, men had learned that no amount of
wanking could break them, unless a woman allowed it. And of course they
wouldn’t allow it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Even still, sometimes, when he was so goddamned hard, just
being able to touch it would have been soothing. His girlfriend, like most women,
only helped him out when <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">she</i> was in
the mood for it.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>“Girlfriend”. Mark didn’t think that applied anymore. He
didn’t even know when precisely it had happened, but in truth, he had just
become her little house bitch. She was the provider, he was her live-in fuck
toy and Lust Battery. They’d fallen into a routine of she would go off to work,
while he would clean the house and cook, and occasionally make a little pocket
change from odd jobs that, for one convoluted reason or another, had him going
him with blue balls. A few times a week, she would fuck him, or let him play
with himself as he kneeled at her feet. She only let him cum seemingly on whim,
or if he beat one of her little challenges.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It had been their little game, when they were still a loving
couple first figuring out the Magic. She would put a loose Orgasm Block on him,
the type that he could break through if he was horny and desperate enough, if
he edged enough times. She would arbitrarily pick some limit for him to reach
before she cut him off and re-enforced the block again. It was always something
different. He’d have to break the Block and cum before he reached a number of
edges, or before she reached a certain number of orgasms, or within a time
limit, or she’d only let him pop if he could guess what position to do it in
before she got bored with the game.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then the Game became the only way she’d let him cum. And the
rules got stricter. She stopped telling him what the limit was, and just made
him go at her, never knowing what he was supposed to do. It got frustrating.
Enraging. They fought. They yelled. He slept on the couch. They’d make up, and
she might give him some pity relief right then, but afterwards the Game would
resume. And they’d fight again. And he’d be back on the couch, until his blue
balls made him come crawling back.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>At some point, they stopped going out to do things together.
At some point, they didn’t even do things together at home, unless it involved
sex, or he opted to watch whatever she wanted to watch, sitting apart in the
living room. In the past year, it seemed like they barely spoke; she flicked
more random little spells at his cock than she’d said words to him.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He always slept on the couch now. He never bothered wearing
clothes at home. He was just her plaything, to be used and tossed aside at her
convenience. And for all that, his cock only cared that she played with him,
and it refused to let him stand up for himself for long. So he lay there and he
throbbed and fitfully dipped in and out of sleep. He wanted nothing more than
to burst into their bedroom and take his girlfriend and fuck her until she let
him cum. But he knew that would just be playing into her Game, and he refused
to give her the satisfaction.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tamiko smiled, reading his needy thoughts. It was a folly of
the male mind to think that indignation could truly sustain willpower in the
face of such temptation. She probably didn’t even need to push him; if not
tonight than the next, and most certainly by the next after that, the ache in
his balls and the unrelenting stiffness of his cock would drive him to come to
her, desperate for her touch.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She didn’t have the patience to wait him out. She had an
itch to scratch, and she was going to scratch it now. She had the Magic, which
meant she got what she wanted, when she wanted it. And what she wanted right
now was for the Game to start.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>With her thoughts, she gently coaxed his needy organ. He was
already hard, aching with desire, but the Magic could take a man beyond
physical limits. She pushed his erection to get even stiffer, the blood rushing
to cram every drop it could into his organ, until it was so hard it <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hurt!</i> She let the pressure rise at a
trickle, starting the feed right as he had dipped back into sleep, catching him
completely off guard, slowly bringing his hormones to a boil. He didn’t realize
how hot he was getting until he was already half-crazed from lust! He jerked
awake with a gasp as his cock <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">surged</i>
beneath his blanket. He ripped off the oppressive cloth, huffing as he stared
groggily at his cock, grabbing the couch cushions in a white-knuckle grip. His
organ was a painful, red, throbbing rod, pre-cum already seeping from the tip,
the veins standing out like little cords.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>It was a beautiful sight, and Tamiko felt the moisture
trickle from her pussy her the Magic gave her a full view of her lover’s
helpless, horny body. He tried to fight it, he really did, gritting his teeth,
and hoping this was just a passing surge of her Arousal Aura, or one of their
neighbors casting something her sleep.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She let him struggle for one long minute, watching him tremble
as his cock twitched in time with his heartbeat. Then she spiked the tension in
his cock, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">hard.</i> Mark yelped and
nearly fell of the couch as his cock clenched from the breathtaking surge of
need. He could not get any harder physically, but mentally, the Magic was
pushing his libido higher, until he was nearly blind with lust.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She heard him scramble to his feet, watched him stagger to
her door with her senses. She forced herself to keep her breathing steady and
her eyes closed, feigning sleep as he opened the door. His breath was ragged,
his body almost shaking, his cock quivering in the air as it aimed straight at
her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>This was one of the Games. While he couldn’t touch himself,
Tamiko had not installed a normal “No Initiating Sex” condition, like most men
had. The condition was present, but it only applied to other women. Mark had always
had full access to Tamiko’s body, allowed to grope and fondle her and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">take</i> her as he wanted. Of course, doing
so when she wasn’t in the mood would result in consequences. When they’d been
younger, and in love, it had been little “funishments”. He’d smack her ass, and
she give his cock a cheeky little zap of teasing pleasure. He’d wake up horny
and wake her up for a fuck, and she’d happily oblige, just not let him cum
until he’d satisfy her first.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Then funishments transitioned to punishments. Smacks on the
ass were met with smacks on his balls. Trying to fuck her when she wasn’t in
the mood meant no cumming at all, or being frozen in place with a wicked Tease
Spell tormenting him for an hour or three. He’d learned to keep his distance,
unless he was nearly out of his mind with need, and she was his only method of
even slightly cooling the raging beast of lust.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He hadn’t cum for nine days, and the neighbors had been
quite loose with their spell casting throughout the week. His cock was on fire
from what he assumed was Tamiko accidentally radiating her Arousal Aura in her
sleep. He was at his wits end. He just had to do this quick, catch her off
guard, and maybe, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">maybe</i> his former
girlfriend would get so caught up in the moment, she would relent.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Tamiko didn’t react as he slid the sheet the rest of the way
off her already mostly-exposed body. His breath caught as he saw the moisture
between her half-spread legs, the nightlight glinting off her juices. Tamiko
let out a soft sleepy moan and shifted slightly, as she was about to awaken.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Mark pounced! He grabbed her arms and pinned them up above
her head, holding both her small wrists with one hand. With his free hand, he
pulled up one leg, opening her up fully to him, and thrust inside her slick sex
with one smooth motion.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>They cried out together, Mark from the sheer ecstasy of
entering her, Tamiko from the force of his penetration. There was no pretending
to sleep now! Tamiko looked Mark in the eyes, seeing his crazed expression, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">feeling</i> his pure lust with her senses,
and she shuddered in his grip as he powered into her.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The Energy of his lust charged her body with superhuman
resilience and strength. She could have easily thrown him off her, flip them
both over, and mounted him, pinned him down and fucked him, despite the fact he
was bigger and more muscular. Instead, she let him take her, enjoying the force
of his desperate thrusting. He drove himself into her like an animal,
practically snarling as he tried to use her body to force an orgasm he was
dying to achieve.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She loosened his Orgasm Block, enough that he could feel the
difference. He could feel that strange pinch of pressure, deep in his lions,
ease up just enough, and his eyes widened, and his thrusts became even more
frantic. She was going to let him! She was going to let him cum! But only if he
could do it within a certain amount of time. Or under a certain number of
edges. Or some other deadline. Even in his crazed state, he knew the Game.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Within seconds, the first attempt fired off, and he growled
in her ear, gripping her tightly as his cock clenched inside her. But the first
attempt always failed, so he wasn’t too surprised when he felt the Block hold,
the trigger of peak pleasure not leading to relief, but a hard pained clench
that did nothing to satiate his lusts, the semen rebounding back into him
before it could reach his cock.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>Tamiko writhed and cried out, as the Energy of his blocked
orgasm sent a shockwave of pleasure feedback through her body, the Magic
keening through her mind and flesh as it transformed his frustration into pure
ecstasy. She came, hard, bucking beneath him as she all but stole his orgasm.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He let out a hurt cry and resumed his manic thrusting.
Tamiko’s own orgasm only half-ended, as his desperate fucking kept her riding
the high of bliss. In less than a minute, he tried to cum again, and his body
jerked savagely as he failed a second time to release into her. The energy
feedback sent another shot of pure bliss through her, and her pleasure peaked
again, lasting for as long as Mark grinded against the edge. Her moans of
pleasure matched his forlorn cries, until he resumed thrusting. She felt hot
tears drip onto her shoulder, as he buried his head against the nook of her
neck, breathing hotly against her, and she quaked with sensual joy.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She didn’t know when his sexual pain had become so integral
to her pleasure. When they were younger, edging and teasing had been a fun
foreplay party trick. Now, she couldn’t even imagine being able to reach orgasm
if he wasn’t out of his mind with the need for relief. A relief she
increasingly felt no desire to grant. The thought of him never, ever cumming
again, crying tears of need for her when they fucked, caused the heat to surge
in her body, and she came again before he edged a third time. She rode the high
of sexual climax, not so much cooling down as staying in that heady bliss,
occasionally riding out another surge when Mark edged again, and dipping down
to still ride the waves of orgasm.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She meant to give him a chance. She really did. But it
seemed his body wasn’t quite there yet. The Orgasm Block strained and bent and
nearly buckled, and Mark screamed as he almost made it, feeling the semen
slowly start to crawl up his dick, only to be shoved back down. He let out a
howl of anger as his desperation came up against a wall of hopelessness.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>He gave up after only thirty minutes. Utterly frustrated,
g=he tried to pull out. She didn’t let him. She whipped both legs around his
hips and yanked her arms free to grab his back. She clung to him like a bear
trap, and with a magical command, forced his hips to keep thrusting, completely
out of his control.<br /> <o:p> <br /></o:p>He started yelling, cursing her out. He reached up and
choked her, slapped her hard across the face, demanding she let him cum. She
took it all easily, the Magic keeping her protected, and she knew he had only
dared to strike her because they both knew it would be ineffectual. Even still,
the Game was over. Her unspoken condition was that he could fuck her until he
either came or gave up, and his frustration of failure had overwhelmed his
frustration of need. At leas the sex had soothed the pain of needing to be
touched, and he figured that was the best he was going to get. And with that
self-fulfilling assumption, he’d lost, not even knowing how he’d failed. She
reinforced the Orgasm Block and let him do his worst.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She let him rage at her, taking out not just his lust, but
his anger at their whole situation. He hit her some more, cursed her between
breaths, tried to hate-fuck her as if his cock could rip her in half. But his blows
were useless, his words cut off by both their cries of pleasure. His traitorous
hips obeyed her instead, fucking her exactly as she wished, making her cum,
even as he kept edging. Her orgasm seemed like it would never end, a
rollercoaster of multiple climaxes bleeding into one another, until finally, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">finally</i>, she could take no more.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>With one final, hard spasm, she screamed right into his ear,
and gripped him so tightly, only the Magic’s protection kept his ribs from
cracking. And when the final burst was over, she unclenched with a huge gasp of
relief, and surge of Magic force that physically blasted him off the bed,
sending him crashing onto the floor.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>She lay there, cooling in the blissful afterglow, letting
the raging furnace of Lust Energy pouring off his body soothe and please her,
letting her drift back into that wonderful sleep. Whimpering and limping, Mark
lay on the floor, utterly exhausted, his cock so painfully hard he couldn’t
have gotten to his feet, even if he did have the energy. After a few minutes,
his cock cooled off just enough, and his body managed to stop shaking enough,
that he managed to crawl back out of the room and pull himself up on the couch,
where he dropped into unconsciousness only from being completely wiped out.<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>The couple slept well into morning. It would be a while
before Mark tried his hand at the Game again. But only a little while.</div>
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