The blessing

The strangest sensation washed over me. Suddenly, my breaths became deeper, stronger, and filled with a raw, unearned confidence. A sudden torrent of wild energy flooded my veins, granting me a primal strength. I felt my muscles tighten, my posture align, and... my cock growing harder and thicker than it had ever felt in my entire life.

Surprised and overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the spell, I opened my eyes. I looked up at the circle of druids around me. Their eyes were still closed, their lips moving in perfect sync with the elder’s deep chant.

But I noticed something else, too. It was utterly impossible not to.

As the primal magic of the Bear Ancients peaked, the druids’ members were reacting in tandem, swelling and hardening under the influence of the spell. The elder’s, in particular, looked as if it were about to burst. My naive curiosity got the better of me, and I found myself taking a closer look, utterly transfixed by the sheer, imposing scale of him. It looked remarkably rigid, its girth easily as thick as my own wrist.{if game:Fucked_by_Grok = true}..thicker even than Grok’s member itself!{endif}

I must remind myself - and the reader - that I have absolutely no interest in other males. I am a prince of Beornia, straight as an arrow! But at that exact moment, stripped bare on the moss and swimming in raw magical pheromones, I must admit certain forbidden urges rose within me. A reckless curiosity... a sudden, carnal desire.

Of course, as a human prince, I had a reputation to uphold. I was representing my kingdom, my race, and my sister the Queen. It would be entirely unfitting for me to act on such scandalous, impulsive thoughts in front of an audience, no matter how tantalizingly tempting they were.

But it would soon become clear that my royal decorum was entirely irrelevant.

The elder finished the chant with a loud, blood-pumping roar that echoed through the valley, sending an electric shiver straight down my spine. The moment the roar faded and the druids snapped their eyes open, a final, violent jolt of pure power surged through my body, locking my muscles tight.