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The Condiment Wizard kept adding and adding the tartar sauce to the runic magic circle he was sitting on, adding more and more power to it. In return he saw bizarre sea monster after bizarre sea monster after he was born. It was a task in the end that was both boring and exciting. As he was just producing the same tartar sauce over and over again for hours.

It was a repetitive and boring task in that regard, especially as with his new friend gone and his new daughter as well also gone, he had no one to talk to. So he couldn't relieve the burden that way or get updates on how well this ritual he was powering with his condiment magic was going. Though on the other hand, the creatures created were proving entertaining for him.

As the bizarre forms they took were interesting and made it feel like he was at one of those circuses that have a freak show. The ones with creatures that have two heads and snakes with three tails. Though the ones who were looking were far more bizarre. As one of them had been a turtle with tentacles for limbs and a crab claw for a head.

So he found himself smiling and chuckling at his own personal bizarre creature show. Though eventually that got interrupted as, nearby, two of the water entrances burst. A large mouth coming through one and a large tentacle in the other. For a moment in shock, Condiment Wizard had brought the tartar sauce to bear. Luckily he hadn't needed to, as it was clearly obvious these were simply two of the larger creatures he had created coming back, though he didn't know why.

That simple question caused another one. "Why am I here?" Condiment Wizard asked himself, realizing he wasn't even sure why he was creating these sea creatures. Were they raiding coastal cities, digging up ancient treasure at the bottom of the ocean, or simply waiting in reserve for a larger plan? He had no idea and should probably ask, but there was no one to ask at the moment. "It would be nice to know what's going on." Condiment Wizard said sadly to himself, not feeling like an evil wizard.

He felt like a minion in that moment, a stooge doing what he was told and hoping at some point the boss would tell him what's going on. This was making him a bit depressed as it felt like a major step back with all he had done already. Before Condiment Wizard could get too deep into his dark, depressing thoughts, the creatures showed their bounty, much to his surprise.

As he had guessed earlier that the only gifts the creatures would bring would be things like a sunken treasure chest or fancy coral. Neither of those was what was standing before him. What was before him was an army of women in all shapes and sizes. There were women spanning from girls to young adult models. They were all dressed in varying ways; some were in lewd string bikinis, and others were in fancy dresses.

Though what truly stood out was the greyness of their skin and how they had small pulsating gills in their necks. This confused him for a moment till he realized that short period of captivity had changed them. Probably as a result of their captivity; considering otherwise, they would have no doubt drowned being brought to the cave he was in. He wasn't sure what to say as the whole pretty lot of women looked at him. Luckily he didn't have to say anything as they suddenly began running towards him.

One moment there, he was standing shocked and about to bring the full might of his condiment magic down on them. Though he was too slow, they grabbed him and picked him up high in the air. He was about to demand they put him down when they began their attack. It was sudden and brutal, defeating him near instantly. The woman began to please him. Which doesn't sound that bad until you realize he had something like thirty women holding him in the air.

They were kissing his entire body with love and using their breasts to rub down every part of his body that they could reach, which was all of him. This caused Condiment Wizard to feel like he was on a cloud of tits, which was a strange sensation. It was also overwhelming as he had no fewer than four women licking and working his cock while another three worked his cock with their tongues and mouths.

He was being overwhelmed by the stimulation coming from everywhere and reaching places he didn't know he had. It was an orgy so focused on him alone that it was madness. It finally caused him to stop using his tartar sauce magic, which caused the constant flow of new sea monsters to stop, though in the end more sea monsters had not been necessary.

So he let there be a man being taken to levels of pleasure he was pretty sure were impossible in most circumstances. The only current thought still bouncing around his mind was when this was going to end, and a darker, more insane, perverse part of him said, "Never," in hope. That made him wonder if he needed to go see Dr. Young as having those kind of thoughts didn't seem healthy.