Sex & Magic

Your eyes widen at the sight of Lily and Ariella stroking their dripping pussies in tandem. Their lithe bodies, bulging bellies, and tits swollen with milk are like your deepest sexual fantasies come to life. You bite your lower lip as Paphia continues her stroking of your turgid member, still enlarged from the remnants of last night's magic, a bit over ten inches in length, but no longer writhing and flexing like a creature all its own.

"Paphia..." you ask, doing your best to remember what you were asking under the relentless sensual **** of your senses. "Do you have any idea what I was dosed with last night? What kind of spell that was?"

At her shrug, you continue your questions, a dirty-minded smile crossing your face.

"Do you know where I could get some more?"

In response to your last question, the olive-skinned fae grinned and brought a precum-slicked finger to her lips, tasting your seed.

"No, but we don't have to..." Paphia said, moving her hands down to cradle your swollen balls, feeling their heft. "There's still enough magic left in you. I could just give the enchantment a little more juice."

With that, Paphia closed her eyes and concentrated. You could feel it almost immediately as she renewed the magics from the night before. The jolt of power was like you had stuck your cock into an electric socket, except not painful. Last night the shock had made it seem like it hurt, but now that you felt it coming (and weren't wearing pants) you weren't afraid. It was nothing if not intense, however, and you press your lips together and clench your fists, your knuckles going white.

Lily and Ariella, both made cute little noises as they stroked themselves, the lusty fae enjoying their own sensual bodies. But upon seeing the spell take ahold of you again, the two of them gave loud gasps of astonishment.

"Ariella, look at him!" said Lily, her jaw hanging open.

"How could I not! He's... it's... mesmerizing..." Ariella's voice trailed off as she was distracted by your swelling cock. It pulsed and trembled as it gained in length and girth, the massive, meaty organ looking unnatural on your slim 6'1" frame. Doing your best to focus, you try to control the now-prehensile organ, and, to your satisfaction, you find you can control the sinuous motions of your magically-enhanced trouser python. Having a little fun, you bring the tip closer to Paphia's transfixed countenance, the dryad shamelessly going crosseyed to continue focusing on the head of your manhood.

"Now, Paphia... I think I should give you what I gave the other girls. It's only fair, isn't it? A swollen belly of young... the chance to be bred." you explain, grabbing her wrists and gently pulling them away from your manhood while you pushed her to lie down on the floor.

"Of course... whatever you want!" replied Paphia before kissing you passionately, the fact that it was what she wanted not lost on either of you. Releasing her wrists a moment, you beckoned over to the two already-bred fae girls, calling them closer.