They debate.

When Naomi kindly offered to peel off Cal's tight underwear and help get her into her comfy short pyjamas, the monk found it hard to speak. But soon she voiced her enthusiastic approval, her voice a little too loud. Xinae was certainly enjoying the contrast of Cal's obvious sexual tension and Naomi's almost total obliviousness as the paladin knelt at Cal's waist, face level with the monk's pussy, carefully rolling her shorts down her legs. Their opposite skin tones made the whole scene more visually striking, and when Naomi stepped closer and helped pull the monk's loose pyjama top down her raised arms, Xinae watched Cal's golden lips quiver with the effort of not lunging at Naomi's full, pink mouth. She loved what she was seeing, both because it was fucking hot, and because she knew it was more fodder for teasing her friends. It did make her think about her anxieties from earlier, though... were all three of them acting unusually?

"Hey girls, I had a weird thought. Do you feel like... things have gotten weird since we came to Maldon county?" As her friends sat next to her on the bed, Naomi looked confused, but Cal had a look of puzzled thought on her face. The monk spoke up; "Yes, the Professor, the owner of the curio shop, said something that made me think. She - uh, mentioned some extremely out-of-character behaviour that she had, uh, witnessed, but didn't think of as strange at the time. She asked if I had witnessed anything similar, and I have to say that I... very much have, since we came to this area."

While the rogue and the martial artist discussed their thoughts, Lady Naomi remembered what had happened earlier when Cal was with this "Professor" character. What the paladin had done, and what she had thought, and imagined. She realised that when they had sat down, she had casually thrown one of her arms around her old friend's shoulders, the hand dangling dangerously close to her breast, and that her and Cal were sitting so close side by side their thighs were pressed up against each other. Trying to subtly disentangle herself, Naomi made a comment about having some unusual thoughts... but she wasn't sure whether they were magical intrusions, or just something she had never considered before.

Xinae lay back on the pillows, putting her hands under her head, and said completely casually, "Okay, enough beating around the fucking bush. We're all talking about these sudden magic bursts of goddamn lust and we all know it." Her companions, both stammering, tried to deny and avoid the subject, but she wasn't having it. "Naomi, when you 'massaged' those soldiers with your tits, I think you knew what you were doing. One of them told me you ordered him to finish on your chest. And Cal! When you took my punishment for me, when I was caught by the town guard? I know for a fucking fact that spanking made you cum. Don't deny it. And that time with the cardsharks? I saw the look in both your eyes, while we were rubbing our arses all over their laps. I felt the same way. If those dirty scumbags had ordered me to dance nude I woulda done it in a heartbeat. If we'd stayed there ten minutes longer, we probably would've all been bouncing on their filthy cocks and loving every second of it... What's happened to us?"

Cal sighed. "Xinae, you really must get your dirty imagination under control. However... you do, somewhat, have a point. We have all done some things that we would have previously thought unbelievable. And I must admit that some of my feelings that I could previously ignore have been getting stronger and stronger..." Cal stared ahead, resolutely refusing to look at Naomi as she said this.

Naomi the magic user had her say. "Yes, Xinae, some... odd things have happened. But to jump to magical compulsion? 'Lust magic' is a ridiculous idea, that has never and will never occur! It only exists in the most obscene kinds of pornography. Um, so I've heard."

Xinae was sure she was onto something, and knew that somehow she could prove it to her friends.