Life Wizard and Witch catch each other

Noutha Venaren better known as Lady Mask suddenly awoke in a cold sweat. She glanced at the clock; 3 AM.

“These nightmares are getting worse,” Noutha thought rubbing her forehead, before slowly climbing out of bed.

Over the last few weeks, Noutha had tried to avoid dreaming by any means possible. She used Human ****, Magic Potions, and Recovery Spells to help stay awake, but nothing could truly replace sleep.

After splashing her face with water Noutha stared at her reflection in the mirror.

“It’s almost over,” Noutha said trying to forget her latest bad dream.

Noutha hadn’t told anyone that she was having nightmares. She assumed that it was just a part of Luke’s perverted spell. And was hoping that the nightmares would stop once she finished passing on her curse. Little did she know, that her nightmares were actually caused by someone ‘Dream Walking’ into her mind.

Noutha put on her bunny slippers and her favorite pink robe. The old robe was sized for her pre-cursed body and now failed to close, leaving her bare baby bump exposed. But she didn’t care, she was alone in her apartment a hundred feet off the ground.

“Shit!” Noutha said stubbing her toe against unopened exercise equipment.

Switching on the light, the ex-warlock assassin prepared some '**** Wish Coffee'. She waited by watching the soft rain slowly roll down her floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Grooowwl!" came from her stomach.

Noutha sighed at her fat body’s demand for food.

“Fine,” Noutha said as a second rumble/gurgle prompted her to cook an early breakfast.

Despite the look and appetite of a 9-month pregnant woman, Noutha was not carrying a baby. Her last **** victim, Luke Smith, cursed her to always be fat and heavy with a phantom pregnancy. Lady Mask the **** Witch was now stuck in the family way, unable to practice stealth assassinations. Fortunately, Noutha resisted some of the mind control aspects of the curse. Allowing her to recognize her cursed status, and seek help. Unfortunately, she wasn’t rich enough to burn off the curse from her soul. Instead, Noutha was stuck using the cheaper and slower option. She had to pass on a small portion of her curse to an unexpecting sexual partner once a week. Dr. Bludd’s 21-week cure was almost finished.

“18 down, just 3 more to go,” Noutha thought as she poured syrup over her second stack of blueberry pancakes.

“18 down? I only saw you eat four,” a deep-voiced said.

Noutha froze. She knew that voice. The voice of the man who fucked her in her dreams.

“It is nice to see you are doing well. I like when my women have strong healthy appetites,” Luke said dropping his invisibility spell.

“I’m dreaming … I’m dreaming!” Noutha said in a panic.

“If this is one of our dreams, shouldn’t we get down to business,” Luke thought into Noutha’s head.

Flash!

Noutha blinked the spots away before she noticed the change.

“Holy Shit! I’m back to normal,” Noutha shouted in surprise.

Luke smiled at his target’s excitement. He had removed his 'Magical Phantom Pregnancy' debuff from her. But after the curse was removed, she failed to notice how her body was still quite heavy.

“Screw You!” Noutha shouted and grabbed the butter knife off the table.

The Level 12 Warlock Assassin called upon her ‘**** Magics’. But nothing happened. Noutha grabbed the ‘**** Talisman’ from around her neck.

“Sorry, dear … But don’t you remember? … You’ve been spending all your ‘Soul Energy’ to stay awake. And you haven’t collected any more mana since you killed me,” Luke thought into Noutha’s mind.

“Stay back,” Noutha cried in a panic as Luke stepped closer.

But like her nightmares, Noutha was powerless against Luke’s sexual advances.

Luke pressed Noutha up against the glass. Her large bare breasts were repetitively smushed against the cold surface as Luke rocked his hips.

“Stop … I’m … sorry … please … don’t … impregnate me,” Noutha begged feeling another climax coming.

Noutha moaned as she experienced another orgasm. She stopped struggling as she recovered. Luke didn’t let up and held his murderer’s wide hips tight.

“I am coming! … I am going to fill you up!” Luke grunted angrily.

“Don’t! … Please! … I … will … do … anything,” Noutha yelled trying to turn around.

Luke didn’t listen as he sped up.

“Sorry … you … asked … for … this,” Luke grunted.

“Pull Out!” Noutha cried as she felt herself getting filled with cum.

Just as Luke released his load, his ‘Suppression Ring’ failed to contain his 'Sorcerer's Breeding Aura'. A condensed wave of Luke’s aura broke out and suffused the area. Noutha and her closest apartment neighbor’s souls were suffused in Luke’s curse soul aura.

“What! Nooo!” Noutha thought as she felt her mind succumb to the ‘Baby Fever’ debuff.

At that same moment, Luke’s ‘Harem Enslavement’ ability activated ‘Soul-Linking’ Noutha. Permanently binding her to serve Luke’s every interest.

Luke watched Lady Mask as she slept on her side. Her fat ass pressed up against him, and was using his muscular arm as a pillow.

“I originally planned I would fuck you and leave,” Luke whispered.

“But … I’ve been making love to you in your dreams for weeks,” Luke whispered recalling his ‘Dream Walks’.

“Hmm ... well ... just like I caught you. ... You seem to have caught me,” Luke said before kissing Noutha’s neck.

“What will the others, think. When I bring home a **** Witch,” Luke thought drifting off to sleep together in his assassin's bed.