How could I refuse?

The three of us moved to the bedroom, a space already saturated with the scent of their shared life—lilac laundry detergent and the faint, sweet perfume Judy always wore. The queen-sized bed seemed both enormous and suddenly too small for what was about to happen. Judy sat on the edge, looking up at us with wide, uncertain eyes as Lara and I stood before her.

"Come on, J," Lara said, her voice a low, teasing purr. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants and pushed them down, freeing her new appendage. It was thick and heavy, with a slight upward curve, the skin a shade darker than the rest of her body, already beading with moisture at the tip. "Don't be shy now."

I followed suit, unzipping my jeans and letting them fall to the floor. My own erection sprang free, standing at attention.

Judy's breath hitched. She looked from one to the other, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. She leaned forward, burying her face between us, her hair brushing against our thighs. I could feel her inhaling deeply, taking in our combined musk, and a visible shudder ran through her body. Her hands came up to rest on our hips, tentative at first, then gripping more firmly.

"Starting without me?" I teased, reaching down to stroke Judy's hair.

Lara laughed, a rich, throaty sound. "Just giving her a chance to acclimate. Don't want to overwhelm the poor thing."

Judy pulled back slightly, her eyes glazed with desire. She leaned in first to me, taking the tip of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue was soft and wet, swirling around the head before she took me deeper, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. After a few moments, she released me with a soft pop and turned to Lara, taking in the larger member with an expression of awe.

"Fuck," Lara breathed, her head falling back as Judy's lips enveloped her. "She's good at this."

Judy worked us both in turn, her movements growing more confident with each pass. She'd take one of us into her mouth, her hand stroking the other, then switch, her enthusiasm building with each exchange.

"So," Lara said, her voice strained with pleasure as Judy's mouth worked her over. "I have to admit, I'm a little disappointed."

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why's that?"

She gestured vaguely toward my crotch. "All this time, I figured you for a show-er. Turns out you're more of a grower."

I laughed, despite the pleasant distraction of Judy's ministrations. "Not all of us can be magically enhanced, you know. Some of us have to make do with what the good Lord gave us."

Lara smirked, reaching down to cup Judy's chin, tilting her face up. "Don't listen to him, J. He's just jealous because I'm clearly the winner here."

Judy pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of Lara's cock. "You are," she breathed, her eyes wide with wonder. "You're so much... bigger."

Lara preened, puffing out her chest slightly. "Told you. Magic beats nature every time."

Judy giggled, her shyness momentarily forgotten. "Can I... can I try both at once?"

Lara and I exchanged a look, then moved closer, our cocks pressing together. Judy leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste us both at once, her eyes closing in bliss as she savored the combined flavor.

"Gods," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. "I could do this all night."

Lara and I shared another look, this one charged with a new kind of heat. "I have a feeling," Lara said, her voice low and promising, "that's exactly what you're going to do."

My hips began to rock gently, matching Judy's rhythm as she alternated between us, but a thought was already taking root in my mind. The raw magic thrumming in the room, the desperate hunger in Judy's eyes, the sheer novelty of Lara's new anatomy... it was all a catalyst. I could enhance this. I could make it unforgettable.

I gently eased myself back from Judy's mouth, a thin string of saliva connecting us before breaking. "I can make this even more fun," I said, my voice low and conspiratorial. "If you'll let me cast a little something on you, Judy."

Judy looked up at me, her lips swollen and glistening, her eyes clouded with lust. "On me?"

Lara's eyes lit up with mischief. "Do it," she said, without even consulting Judy. "What's the worst that could happen?"

Judy, seeming to take her cue from Lara, nodded slowly. "Okay," she breathed.

"Open your mouth," I instructed. She complied, her pink tongue resting on her bottom lip. I reached out, my index finger touching the very tip of her tongue. It was soft and wet, and I could feel the faint tremor that ran through her at my touch. I closed my eyes, letting the words flow from a place deep within, a guttural, melodic language that predated modern speech by millennia. The words felt like stones in my throat, ancient and powerful.

When I finished, I opened my eyes. Nothing had changed. Judy still looked like Judy. Lara looked slightly disappointed.

"Well?" Lara asked.

"Patience," I said with a small smile. I turned back to Judy. "Now, put my cock back in your mouth."

Judy leaned forward, taking me in again. Her lips closed around me, and then her eyes flew wide open, a muffled gasp escaping around my shaft. She pulled back just enough to speak. "So yummy!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine surprise and delight. "You taste... different. Better. Like... honey and cinnamon."

I chuckled. "That's the appetizer," I said. "Now try to take it into your throat."

Judy hesitated, a flicker of her old apprehension returning. "I... I don't know if I can. I always gag."

"Just try," I coaxed. "Trust me."

She took a deep breath and slowly, carefully, began to take me deeper. I watched her face, expecting the familiar convulsion, the watering eyes. But it never came. Her lips met the base of my shaft, her nose pressed against my groin, and she just held there, breathing steadily through her nose. Her eyes were closed in concentration. Then, her brow furrowed in confusion, and she began to explore with the back of her tongue, seeking out the source of this new sensation.

A shiver, sharp and electric, ran through her entire body. A muffled, high-pitched moan vibrated around my cock. She pulled back, gasping, her hand flying to her mouth. "Oh my god," she whispered, looking at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. "My... my uvula. It feels like... it feels like a clit."

A slow, wicked grin spread across Lara's face as the realization dawned on her. She let out a low, throaty giggle. "Well now," she purred, her own erection twitching in anticipation. "This will make it much more interesting."