A resolution with no unintended consequences at all. I swear!

The inky unnatural darkness abruptly vanished and I could see the room again. My diminutive Guildmaster still stood with one hand held forth while his other arm had grown monstrously large and held Tifa’s entire body in its grip. Lulu was half crouching behind her counter as she held a doll before her with both hands, it was a small furry turquoise animal with a large red gemstone in its forehead. She had an expression of open terror on her face and I couldn’t help but feel my heart tremble for her as she clutched this stuffed animal as if it could save her.

Which it apparently had. This became clear to me as it began to crumble into dust from the top down at the same time a turquoise sphere became visible encasing Lulu’s entire form, the magical shield collapsing in time with the doll’s demise.

Even as relief filled me at her survival, I caught the Master’s brows draw together in consternation.

I knew I had to do something. I’d caused this. I’d stopped them from blanking Levy’s memories. If I hadn’t, then Makarov wouldn't be here now hell bent on executing Lulu for her accidental crime. I didn’t have time to deliberate. I had to act now. I didn’t think a simple shopkeeping mage would be able to withstand a Guildmaster’s magic a second time.

“It’s normal for Makarov to forgive Lulu for anything!” I cried out and then babbled some more with frantic need to ensure sure it stuck, “It makes perfect sense! He’s a pervert-like me! He accepts Lulu’s sexual hijinx as normal-as harmless- as even pretty hot!”

Suddenly, the Master’s scary aura disappeared like it had never been there, his hand setting Tifa gently down before zipping back to its normal size. Some of the man’s ‘senile old grandpa’ persona came back as he gave Lulu a sheepish expression, “Ah… sorry ‘bout that, Lu. Had to make it look good for the Council, you know…”

Lulu drew herself up straight, abruptly looking imperious and completely her usual intimidating self even with her large flaccid dick still hanging out, “Make it look good? You broke my Carbunkle! You- you- you-”, she was having trouble finding her words, Lulu was so overwhelmed by her outrage. But then I could see her visibly restrain her emotions as her she took in a deep breath, her extremely generous bosom expanding tremendously, and her trembling facial features went icy smooth. A few seconds passed before she calmly told him, “One S-class job, free of charge and no questions asked.”

He made a throwing away gesture, “Sure-sure.” He smiled and began to rub his hands together rather gleefully, “Now where are the rest of those sexy little daughters of yours, I-”

Lulu’s curt voice overrid his, “Out.”

The Master shot her a hurt look before pointing at himself as if to ask, ‘Who me?’.

“Out. You’re banned for one week, Makarov. Carbunkle was very dear to me and he was also effectively priceless.”

The old man grimaced but agreed, “Very well.” He headed towards the door, leering at a scantily clad noble woman peering out of one of the doorways. He stopped and turned to Tifa, and spoke in a serious tone, “Make sure my Fairy is excised of the offending memories this time, girl.”

Tifa nodded her head furiously sending her tits jiggling wildly, “Of course, sir! Yes, I will. Right away!”

The corner of his mouth slowly curled upwards and he leered at her as well, “Well, not right away, girl! Far be it for this old geezer to stand between one of his lusty ladies and their much desired dong of choice.” His eyes rolled over to me and Lucy. “And you,” he added, grabbing Lucy and turning her toward Lulu. “Be a good lass and help your Master get out of the doghouse with stuffy old Lulu. Give her that sexy little minx treatment you gave me back in that canyon. Hell, if you’re lucky she might just decide to hoist you up on that mast she calls a dick.”

The Master ignored my first girlfriend’s exclamation of outrage and shock as he strode from the establishment, whistling all the while. I wasn’t sure what to think about it except after seeing how hot it was to watch Tifa fuck Lucy, I was more open to the idea than I should have been given what I knew about the curse.

Mostly, though? I just felt an immense feeling of relief that I’d managed to resolve that crisis before Lulu got hurt.