Is magic really the cause of, or just the solution to, all of her problems?

Linda breathed out slowly. Magic might yet create more problems, but given what was happening to her, it was pretty clear that something supernatural was going on which was creating problems for her whether she liked it or not, so using magic to address some of the issues might not be quite as much an issue as her first instinct had suggested.

Still, it would be nice if she had a few more ordinary bodies to deal with mundane tasks. For the time being, at least, most of the bodies she had available to her either had their own commitments or couldn't be safely shown in public.

As if on cue, she felt another six bodies awaken somewhere in her apartment and she swiftly brought them to meet with the eight she already had there.

She was somewhat pleased to note that four of them were mostly just clones of herself, though, as with the first body she'd somehow manifested, they all looked like her absurdly attractive cousin with essentially no flaws, though with some minor variations between them, and much curvier figures. She breathed a sigh of relief through all of her bodies when she noticed that these four, at least, didn't have cocks. Having seven of those had pretty quickly gotten her accustomed to having one between her legs, especially since she'd seen how much more productive and long-lasting it could be--she'd experienced no refractory period despite shooting more cum the one time she'd pleasured her first dick than she was pretty sure her ex had produced in their sexual encounters for all the years they were married--but it was still a relief to have more bodies, that weren't hijacked from someone else, without one.

The fifth body that walked out did have a cock, but that was only because it looked like any of her new bodies, except masculine. Linda was thoroughly pansexual after having absorbed Chelsea, Erica and Benjamin, being a lesbian, a pan woman and a gay man respectively, but even if that hadn't changed she would definitely have appreciated her new handsome, well-muscled, well-hung form.

The sixth body made her roll her eyes, though, because she also had the form of an absurdly sexualised succubus, complete with devil wings, outrageous curves, and, of course, a titanic wang. Not to mention that she could feel magical power coursing through that body, as well, making it even more tempting to use it, even if only to try it out.

Another deep breath led her to focus on what each of her four magic-wielding bodies could offer her, not that it really mattered which body controlled which magic. With all of them being part of the same consciousness, she could channel her magic through any of her eighteen forms.

The succubus was the most straightforward; predictably, she controlled sex and love, whether that was sexual desire, sexual attraction, romance, or other things related to sex, such as bodily form. She found it very easy to change the size and shape of any of her bodies, even the ones she'd absorbed instead of somehow creating, and she even knew it was magic she could use on other people if she really wanted to.

In keeping with their trickster nature, her kitsune body offered her control of illusion and perception. She could quite easily make any of her bodies appear to be clothed, or even make it be perceived as normal for her to walk around naked, or engage in public sex acts. If she wanted to, she could alter how people would react to an explanation of what had happened to her with nothing more than mild curiosity instead of the panic she was sure would ensue were it to become known that she was capable of terminating anyone's individuality with the lightest brush of skin on skin, and turn into creatures out of myth and legend.

One of the stories she'd found while attempting to research her condition pointed out that she was functionally above the law now; even if one of her bodies was jailed, she could just imagine new ones into existence with essentially no effort, which could proceed to continue doing what she had been doing. And in her case, anyone actually trying to arrest her, unless she was extremely careful, would just end up as part of her anyway.

She found she wasn't all that interested in being careful if someone actually tried to harm her.

As an elf she had control of nature, which again seemed rather stereotypical. Still, it did solve the problem of clothing her bodies, since she could just cause her houseplants to alter themselves to grow clothes sized perfectly for her, and also produce all the food her bodies would need. She could even grow an entire house for herself, if she found her apartment getting too cramped. For that matter, it gave her the ability to absorb other living and once-living objects into her hive, though unlike with absorbing other humans this appeared to be something she'd have to actively do, both when it came to absorbing them into herself and transmitting her consciousness through them, so she wouldn't end up absorbing all of humanity simply by extending herself into the trace bacteria in the water cycle.

Her angelic body, though, didn't offer her any active magic; rather it produced a passive effect of warping morality itself around her. Once she focused on it she realised she wouldn't much need her kitsune magic; being an angel meant that people perceived what she did not necessarily as normal, but certainly as an unequivocal good. She could go on TV, announce to the world that she would be subsuming all of them, and people would see that as a good thing. She could already think of the online discourse around it, eagerly welcoming the end of individuality, of governments passing laws to enable it, of religious leaders preaching about how it should be embraced.

The thought both exhilarated and terrified her.

She was still, however, being careful not to absorb anyone else. That was easy enough for Benjamin, who was working alone in the stockroom, but she had to be mindful of where her hands strayed as Chelsea, Erica and Susan. She wasn't ready to take over yet more actual people; dealing with her ability to create new bodies for herself seemingly from nothing, through a mechanism she had no desire to investigate, given how much its mere existence freaked her out on some level, was enough for now.

None of that, however, changed two basic facts. First, that she was feeling extremely horny with all of the hot nude flesh on display, and second that she didn't have quite enough bodies to pleasure herself the way she felt most comfortable right then. It wasn't that she found herself unwilling to have any of her bodies engage in sexual acts with any of her other bodies, but before everything had happened Linda had pretty much only enjoyed sex when it was cock-in-hole, and so to ease herself into orgiastic masturbation she wanted to have available to her right then as many bodies without cocks as she had with them, which meant she had a surplus of the latter.

It seemed her powers wanted to create bodies in groups of six, though, because what she found herself newly controlling was not just four but five ordinary, if, as she expected, absurdly attractive, feminine bodies, but also yet another fantastical creature also sporting an outsized shaft: some sort of spider-like creature, somewhat similar to her taur body in having a lower torso of some sort, but without a cock running along it, and with eight legs arranged in something of a circular pattern instead of four in a rectangle.

She felt an odd mix of relieved and disappointed that her new body offered her no new magical abilities.

Her first two bodies approached each other and began mutually fingering each other's pussies. She felt all her cocks immediately start to get hard and all her other cunts get wet, which was fine for the ones in the apartment with her, but did make her pause and focus on not letting the sexual pleasure propagate through the hive to her other bodies, as she didn't want there to be anything out in public that might indicate that those four bodies were somehow experiencing sexual pleasure despite doing mundane tasks.

After a while of trying and getting frustrated that she couldn't bring down Benjamin's erection, or stop Erica's fat nipples from denting her shirt even through her bra, which had prompted her to go on break in that body with alacrity, she exercised just a bit of magic through her succubus form and demanded that those four bodies not experience any sexual pleasure beyond what was ordinary until she reversed the enchantment. A bit of experimentation showed that she could reverse it without any apparent consequences, however.

She still had trepidations about overusing magic, but maybe hers worked in the way some especially tiresome stories she'd found went, wherein it was simply a plot device to enable supernatural shenanigans and its wielders never faced any consequences of real import for their **** of it.

Given that she was passively using magic already and couldn't figure out how to make her angelic form stop using it, part of her hoped that her magic worked that way.

Flexing her succubus magic again to disable her fertility, she let magic pour from her elven body to rearrange the space into one fit for a sexual feast, and further not worrying about how much of a mess she might make because she knew her slime body would be able to absorb all of it once she was done, she lined up ten hard cocks with ten eager holes on her other ten bodies and plunged in.