A unicorn

Kiera was chasing a unicorn futilely around the clearing. She would pause a few moments, eyeing the unicorn. She took a few careful steps towards him before he bolted away. Kiera then took off after him, but she had no chance of catching up. This dance repeated a few times around the clearing. Deyna was giggling the entire time.

“Unicorns only let maidens ride them, ya slut!” Deyna yelled out to her buxom friend.

Kiera paused again, her ample breasts heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. She blushed, whether from exertion or embarrassment Aaralon couldn’t tell. Kiera pouted her luscious lips, and looked genuinely hurt.

Deyna hopped off the log she was sitting on and approached the unicorn. He stood immobile until Deyna was within arm’s length. She reached out and stroked his horn.

“I, on the other hand, am a maiden, Technically,” Deyna giggled with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Kiera anxiously joined Deyna’s side. Although the unicorn eyed Kiera warily, he didn’t flinch when she ran his fingers through his mane. “He’s so beautiful,” she cooed.

While Kiera stood entranced by the unicorn, Deyna scuttled limberly underneath the magical beast.

“What are you doing?” queried Kiera.

“I’m not interested on getting ON him. I want to get him off!” Deyna grinned. “Besides, unicorn spirit is a rare component in all sorts of potions. Don’t you remember what Professor Lywena said?”

Obviously, Kiera didn’t. Kiera saucer-like azure eyes were like crystal clear windows into her vacuous head.

Deyna sighed. “Anyway, do you want to help or not? It’s worth some extra credit, and it will be fun.”

Kiera nodded and took her place besides Deyna underneath the unicorn. Squatting down on her haunches accentuated her heart-shaped ass, making her waist looking even tiner, and her flared hips even wider. Kiera was greeted by a thick horsecock to the nose.

Deyna laughed as she slapped Kiera gently in the face with the unicorn’s long schlong. Her dainty fingers looked tiny wrapped around the veiny cock. Kiera tried to fend of the attack with her hands, but Deyna kept getting around her defenses and poking her on the nose and cheeks. Soon, Kiera’s face was speckled with equine pre-cum.

In frustration, Kiera went on the offensive. She tackled her tormentor and together they wrestled and rolled out from underneath the unicorn. The whole time, they laughed and jostled, until the fell into a tittering, disheveled heap on the grass.

“Come on, silly,” said Deyna, playfully tweaking a nipple that had slipped out of Kiera’s V-neck in the tussle. “We have work to do.” As if in assent, the unicorn began to snort and stamp the ground impatiently.

Kiera slipped her witch’s robe back onto her shoulder and pushed her bosom underneath. She looked even more flushed now.