Why not.

"I'm sorry, what?" Nora asked the again.

"You masturbate with it, and when you orgasm, it will charge the wand." Flutterbell's voice was matter-of-fact. "I'm happy to help if you need." So saying, the little fairy flew up and tapped Nora on the nose. A sparkle of light flashed between them, then, Flutterbell zipped back into the drawer.

Nora felt it immediately. Her clit grew erect, and she felt a little embarrassed, knowing that Flutterbell had to be aware of the sensations her spell caused. She got goose bumps all over. She shot and exasperated glair at the little fairy.

"Go to bed, and try to wait for permission before you cast spells at me in the future." Nora said, and then shed shut the drawer on the fairy leaving her in her nest of panties.

Nora disrobed and made it into the bed, the wand still in hand. Flutterbell was in the drawer, but she felt exposed knowing there was someone else in the room. Still, whatever Flutterbell had done to her wasn't dwindling, the need between her legs was growing.

Slowly, she began to rub herself. She started by cupping her pussy, pressing with the palm of her hand against the bones of her pelvis, and making long strokes her opening to her clit. She was wet. It didn't take long for the moisture to coat the fingers of her hand. She rubbed her finger across her clit, lubricating it with her moisture. Her clit was engorged, straining for release. She slid a finger into herself. Despite her efforts to remain quiet, a moan escaped her lips.

She reached for the wand. She knew she was wet enough to enjoy the thing, but she started by bringing it to her lips. Lately, she fantasized about being able to see a cock up close and personal, of a guy allowing her to explore his body, of him exploring hers...

The glass was hard and unyielding against her lips. Though she tried to be careful, she still banged her tooth on the device. It sent an unpleasant shock around her skull. She tried again, more gently. The glass was cool against her lips and tongue. It was so hard and perfectly smooth. It felt so unnatural, she wondered what a real penis would feel like. It would be warm, she knew that, but how hard would it feel in her mouth?

She slowed her hand down, if she was too close to cumming, and if Flutterbell was right the wand had to be inside her.

Still stopped playing with her clit and continued to play with the toy in her mouth. When it lost its uncomfortable chill she took it out of her mouth and brought it to her pussy. Its size and harness seemed more intimidating, but similarly exciting. A moan again escaped her lips as she pushed the wand inside.

She enjoyed the feeling of penetration. She often used her fingers when she played with herself, though it always made her feel more ashamed and indulgent, but, she had never had a toy before. This felt like it was made for insertion and despite it's hardness it was not uncomfortable. It was filling, fulfilling, it scratched at that deep burning itch.

She thrust the toy in and out. She bucked with her hips, meeting the thrusts of her hand. She could feel a pressure and a need growing. The orgasm started with a twitch. It she felt it first as a squeeze around the wand, but soon her legs were quaking, her shoulders shivering. Her lost focus in her vision and she pushed the wand out. What followed was a stream of liquid, a splashing torrent that sprinkled unto her sheets and knees.

The wand lit the darkness with a slow single pulse. Instantly it was like daylight, the next second twilight, and then the room returned to darkness.

The shock of the light and her squirt had dampened the mood a little, but Nora's clit was still hard, and as the light faded she felt the air across her dampened legs. She wanted more.

She put the wand aside and returned to playing with her clit. She pressed on one side and then the other, eschewing direct contact, preferring to dance with her finger around the hood. In moments she was to the edge again. She tried to prolong it, but it was not her night for moderation. The thought that the flash of light might have exposed her, thrashing, squirting shamelessly about on the bed, brought her over. The second orgasm was less intense than the first, and Nora's last thoughts of the night were of the pleasant tingle in her pussy.

[Nora recover 1 hp from resting. Afterwards, Nora has 4 Hp]