They're panicked but dealing as plots continue.

As Max settled back into his bed, the rest of the house was still in a flurry of activity. The twins, Holly and Molly were currently hugging their mother who was still mildly insisting that they should take Max to a hospital or something. Alison had given the house a firm but grim insistence that Max wasn't going to taken anywhere. That he just needed to rest and everything was going to be alright. Not everyone had taken it well, particularly the older women in the growing family as ingrained instincts warred with the Matriarch's decree. Alison's daughters all knew better though, if their mom had a reason for being like this then there was a damn good reason for it.

Megan and Becca were in their backyard with anyone who needed to relieve a little tension and were going through a nice yoga set. The amount of sports bras and leggings straining against all of their figures was mesmerizing as they stretched and moved through pose after pose. The only ones sitting out were Carmen, Alison's daughters, the two cops Dessa and Dee, and Maeve the dark sorceress having dropped by at Alison's call. As Carmen started on a chicken noodle soup recipe that had a lot more herbs and spices than she was familiar with, Alison stepped out from Max's room. With him and his two bedmates asleep, they hadn't noticed her slip in and drop a little... gift... off behind Max's desk. With that done, Alison gave a quick urge of will to put the smallest of wards on Max's door, just enough to make people not want to disturb him. Satisfied, she walked down the hall to her bedroom, opening it to the gathering of three women she had been hoping for. Maeve, Dessa, and Dee were all standing in her room, the two cops with curiosity and the witchy sorceress with a playful interest.

Alison looked at her fellow magic user for a moment before starting, "Thank you all for coming, I was hoping to give you all a better window for some rewards, but recent events have made things harder and easier all at once."

Dessa and Dee looked at each other for a moment before Dee spoke up for the two officers, "What kind of reward are you talking about? I know we're already being trusted immensely for telling us about magic? I thought we were square." Alison smiled at that, glad the officer's honesty was showing through.

Dee took a moment to think before going on her thoughts. "So, What happens next? Do we have to swear some kind of blood oaths? Is there some sort of magical agency that we need to report into? Are you going to have to cast magic on us to keep us from telling anyone?" As she rambled through things her partner looked at her with an increasingly worried look.

Alison thankfully cut that train of thought off before things could go much further. "Hold on there lovely, No one in here is going to cast any spells on you that you don't want us to. The general magical community's rules boil down to: 1. Don't be a dick. 2. Don't work in/with the public. Anyone who goes against those rules tend to get ganged up on by the real heavy hitters in the world. The second rule is mostly cause magic users don't want to get persecuted by ignorant idiots who want the 'easy' answers that magic can provide."

Dee tried to process that, it did kinda make sense. "What kind of 'easy answers' do you mean?"

Maeve's smile turned a little bitter as she remembered some of her own history with entitled staff who had tried to out her in the past for magical favors. "Darlings, If you knew someone could actually turn lead into gold, do you really think every greedy fool in the world wouldn't hunt them down? Magical people figured out a long time ago that the best way to co-exist is quietly." Both cops grimaced at that, they'd both seen some of what people were willing to do in their line of work.

Alison smiled warmly at the little threesome before her as she felt the second part of her plan start to come together as she prepared to reward the three before her.

Illyana walked slowly as she carried her mom's large wooden censer that she kept in the back of her little magical study. a large dark wooden thing that had been carved out of an old tree struck by lighting. It had some ritual circles carved into the circular base of the device. Her mom had asked her to bring it into Max's room after he collapsed, put it on his desk next to his typewriter, and light it. She knew it was magical and could do a lot of different things, but she trusted her mom. For all her faults, her mom had never done wrong by her.

After finding the black censer, she opened the nearby box of the really special incense that her mom and Maeve had collaborated on. She didn't fully know what it did, but knew her mom would never do anything negative to her unborn sister's baby daddy, so she filled the censer and took it to Max's room. Before she opened the door she had a minor feeling that she shouldn't disturb him, but she felt a faint flare of green mana snap before her, and the feeling disappeared. Illyana raised her eyebrows at that, her mom actively using magic around the house just wasn't something she did back before she left for college. Things really had changed these days, hopefully for the better. Wanting to help her cute cousin though, she opened the door and stepped in so she could help make sure he was getting his rest.

Two things slammed into Illyana as she stepped into Max's room. First was the heady, warm, salty smell of... pure green that radiated around the room. It crawled into her nose sending trembling feelings that she hadn't felt in years through her body as she tried to recover from the room that was stuffed with the heady power of green warmth. The second was that Max wasn't alone in bed. He thankfully looked like he was fast asleep in the center of his bed, but his two friends Olivia and Tiffany both had their heads in his lap, giving his bare cock a slow, relaxed team tongue bath/blowjob. Each girl was working in some sort of slow tandem to make sure Max's massive cock was glistening as they slowly worked their way up and down that glorious pillar of masculinity.

Illyana sent out her meager magical senses to see if this was some sort of spell or something she'd walked into and found... nothing. This was apparently just Max's magical aura overflowing his body and suffusing the very air itself with his warm intoxicating power. She hurried over to Max's desk and put the censer down next to his typewriter as she'd been told, taking a quick moment to pull out her mom's ritual lighter to set the incense ablaze. She idly remembered her Mom telling her to make sure any stragglers leave Max's room with her, since he did need his rest. As Illyana pocketed the lighter and walked towards Max's bed, she felt herself flushing as she got closer. Her mom had enchanted her against Max's influence, so this had to have been something else. She felt a small fluttering of wind through the room as a new smokey smell started to circulate the room as the censer did it's work.

Illyana could still smell and feel the raw feeling of sex permeate the room, but she needed to tamp things down and get the girls out like her mom asked. She was still engaged to Bruce, even if only in name at this point. He'd left her several sniveling voicemails that she hadn't had a chance to respond to from Max passing out. Standing at the foot of Max's bed, she was faced with the leviathan of cock glistening before her. She could feel stirrings deep inside herself tremble as old aches and needs surfaced as she took in the raw power of that monstrous appendage before her. Biting down on her lip to keep herself from gaping at it, Illyana reached over and gently shook the two young women who'd been worshiping the beastly member. Both girls seemed to rouse from what they were doing, seemingly waking from a hypnotic trance as they took a brief moment. Tiffany had the grace to look embarrassed, murmuring an apology as she started to withdraw from the bed, not being able to take her eyes off the cock she'd just been polishing. Olivia though, fully roused, took the head of Max's cock into his mouth, and lovingly sucked and quietly gulped down what appeared to be an impressive amount of pre-cum that had been leaking from the tip. Only after locking eyes with Illyana for a few moments to make sure she could see her swallowing that thick clear liquid, did she let it escape from her lips and got off the bed. Illyana had to admit that was intensely arousing and felt some temptations rising for more than just Max's massive phallus, but she still helped guide the two from his room. She was going to need a nice cold shower to help deal with doing her mom this favor.

After hearing and feeling Max's bedroom door close again, Alison reactived the ward, just to make sure another cock-hungry little slut didn't sneak in on Max while he was still healing. Now that Max was alone in that room, she infused her magical will into the censer and the incense within. The smoke gathering in the room twisted and grew with the unrefined herbs she'd hidden in the room already, turning the room into a heady den of proper lust-musk and infused it with the raw magic of her Lady. It was time to recruit some new women into Max's harem.