A Lost Toy and a New Toy

As the unnatural blackness enveloped the room, I saw 3 things happen at once. Thrusting his hand forward through the blackness emanating from Lulu's crotch, Master pulled the darkness away with a ripping sound. Lulu collapsed. And Tifa's charge connected solidly, propelling the Master across the room with a blast of fire and embedding him in the far wall as the darkness faded.

"Mom, are you OK?' cried Tifa leaning over her mother's prostrate body. "Mom!"

The commotion had drawn the attention of others, and Aerith and Yuffie ran into the room, Aerith partly clad in a robe that she hadn't taken the time to close, giving me my first view of her quite nice, apple sized breasts, and Yuffie, completely naked and with her erect cock, very much on par with her mother's in terms of size, trailing pussy juice as she charged across the room toward Makarov, pulling her shuriken out of other space. Aerith leaned over her mother, her worried face turning to relief as she checked for breathing and a pulse and apparently found both.

"She's OK," Aerith said. "Just ****. Although she won't be happy to see what happened to her carbuncle doll." Said doll was a charred cinder on the floor, having tried and failed to block whatever Makarov had been doing.

Lucy and I were both still crouched by the wall, where we had retreated earlier. If I had still had my shield, I would feel bad about not acting more quickly there, but without it I would have probably ended up just like Lulu's doll if I had tried to intervene.

Tifa and Aerith moved out of the way and I suddenly realized what the Master had done. Due to her position and dress, I had a clear view of Lulu's cunt... because there was no longer a huge dick obstructing the view! Her pussy was small, tight, and completely alone on her crotch.

"Now now girly, there is no need for that," Makarov said, gently trying, and failing, to move the tip of Yuffie's giant shuriken away from his throat. "Your mother will be fine. In fact, better than she has been since before you were born, I wager. Lucky for you girls I am a master exorcist."

At his feet, dropped when he had hit the wall, were two objects: and innocent looking cylindrical stick, about 11 inches long, and a malevolently glowing black ball. I groaned slightly internally, since it was giving off the same aura of wrongness as the lullaby wand had. That probably meant it was ANOTHER dark artifact that would block my earrings. On the other hand, it was some encapsulation of Lulu's curse, and she hadn't been immune, so maybe that ability was specific to the Einswald stick.

"What did you do!?!?" demanded Tifa, staring daggers across the room at him.

"Umm guys, her dick..." I said, trying to broach the topic lightly. It seemed I was the first to notice, as all three looked down at their mothers pussy, then grabbed for their dicks at the same time. Tifa and Yuffie looked relieved, Aerith maybe a little disappointed, to find they were all still endowed with their male parts.

"All I did was remove her curse," said Makarov. "The spell made her view it as a mortal attack and and respond accordingly, but I assure you she is unharmed. I've just removed it all." He pointed at the items on the ground. "The sphere is obviously the obsession part of the curse; very dangerous, and needs to be locked away. But if she really wants to have a penis again, she can use the other part to get it back. Anyone can use it now, really; it's unbound so it's back to being a simple usable item again. Take it on or off, give it to whoever wants it. You could even have a guy use it to 'double load' him, if you get my drift," he added with a slightly lecherous grin.

The girls all looked at the stick laying there, the sisters with an unreadable expression and Lucy looking... intrigued? I guess for her it wasn't as disturbing as having the tool that had been used to bring you into the world reduced to a stick, and she had been hanging around me long enough to have picked up some slightly perverted tendencies.

"I never want to see it again," came Lulu's voice weekly. None of us had realized she had regained consciousness. "That thing drove away everyone I ever cared about other than my girls. I didn't... couldn't... realize why at the time, but now that I can think clearly, I remember the local mages having to come around and erase memories all the time. I thought people hated me, when they would act like they didn't know me, so I started hating them back..."

"It's OK mom," said Tifa. She and Aerith were hugging their mom.

"Why are we still... like this, ya know?" asked Yuffie, her shuriken still out but no longer st the Master's throat. Her cock had deflated during the interim. I also noticed a few women beating a retreat out the back door; probably the ones who had been with Yuffie and Aerith paying for their purchases when the fight broke out.

"The added equipment may have been a curse for your mother, but the curse ensured that it altered her DNA while it was active. For you three, it's just how you are," the Mater answered, pulling himself out of the wall and bushing himself off. "I would have to curse you in order to change it." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "I can do that, if you want. It wouldn't be malicious like what was done to your mother; just a simple body change, no mental effects."

The girls all looked uncertain at this. "You would do that?" asked Lulu, her usual cold demeanor broken. "That would be an S-ranked working. I can't..."

"My lady," interrupted Makarov. "You have spent the better part of 20 years living with a curse that should have been fixed long ago. Someone, a lot of someones I think, " he punctuate this with a very angry look "are going to be in a lot of trouble for not properly reporting this so an exorcist could be called. We, that is all the guilds, have been lax in our responsibility to you and your family for years. It is our responsibility to do what we can to fix the situation. Although," he added, looking appreciatively at the girls in that slightly disturbing lecherous way old men could, "I'm sure you are happy with at least some of the outcomes of that oversight."

"Can, can you maybe fix... me?" asked Aerith, tentatively. Tifa and Yuffie turned to look at her. "I've never really liked being... like this... but it was just who I was and I didn't think there was anything I could do about it. And... There... there's this boy I've liked for a a while. Zack," she added blushing. "But even though we're friends, I've always been afraid to take it further. I didn't want want to do anything to risk losing him. He's... I don't want to say homophobic, that's not right... just very... strongly Hetero, and I know it wouldn't work." Aerith was by this point beet red. Tifa grabbed her into a bear hug, smashing Aerith's head into her boobs.

"Don't touch me," said Yuffie. "I like the way I am. How will I fuck all the hot girls without my wang?" Yuffie added, thrusting out her crotch.

This was just what was needed to break the tension in the room, as everyone burst out laughing. Makarov motioned Aerith over and, with a look back at her mom and Tifa, who both nodded and smiled, she walked over to him and a minute later, and without any of the dark light or theatrics that had accompanied Lulu's uncursing, a second rod was on the floor and Aerith turned to give us all a look at her now completely normal, completely cute pussy.

Makarov grabbed the two sticks off the ground, leaving the orb for now. While this had all been going on, I guess my mind had recovered from the shock a bit, because as he went to pocket them, I said "It's normal for me to have those."

"Oh of course," the Master said, as if he had just remembered something obvious. He tossed them across to me, forcing me to dive for them a bit. "Just remember, if you want to use those, press them to the crotch and say 'penis on', and to get them off it's just 'penis off'. And of course they'll only work on people who are willing now that the dark curse isn't involved." He then reached down for the orb, his hand glowing white in what I assumed was a spell to keep it under control.

"What about you, my dear?" he asked Tifa. She looked confused, looking back and forth between her family and Lucy and me uncertainly.