Yes (Fire)

Instantly a jet of red flame stretches from your fingers to the pile of stones with a deep roar. Fire engulfs the practice target, flames dancing around its every angle, and intense heat fills the immediate area. You halt your channeling and the flame quickly dies out, leaving the stones glowing red hot from the infusion heat. The shock of your sudden magical outburst causing both you and Professor Solomon to tense up. The gnomish professor clings firmly to your leg now pressed between her small breasts. Her hand on the inside of your thigh jumping upward to grip you and clutch onto your erection.

"I knew you had it in you but that was impressive! " She cheers, seemingly oblivious to her handful of cock. You look down at her to see her cute little face smiling up at you with enthusiasm and your dick begins to twitch in her tiny hand. "Oh." It is the only acknowledgment she finally gives to all her forwardness as her gaze turns to take in your bulge. "It really was exciting wasn't it." Professor Solomon laughs while loosening her grip slightly to gently rub her hand up your length. Your cock feels like a monster in her diminutive hand and you give a low groan of pleasure in response to her touch. "You do impress." She states with curious observation. Her attention still on your crotch, she moves to cup the tip in her palm, stretching her fingers across the girth of your head, before running it back down your shaft to the base. Another groan escapes your lips and you gently press into her touch. "And the length too..." She says under her breath then moves to cradle your testicles.

"Ohhh..." Your moan drawing her attention back from her examination.

"I knew humans were bigger than us gnomes but..." She admits before her eyes return to looking up at your face. Despite being completely aware of how her actions are affecting you, Professor Solomon continues to caress your length through your uniform pants as she regards the obvious pleasure you feel. "How about a proposal?" She smirks up at you. The words pique your interest. "If you can manage to show me another impressive trick with that fire, I will help you out with this beast you have here in your pants." She presses her hand firmly against your shaft as she rubs up against its length one more time. "What do you say?"

"I... I barely know how to channel the energy as it is." You answer with a moan, enjoying the feel of her gentle touch. "How am I supposed to know what else I can do with it?" The desperation for release clashes with the difficulty of the professor's challenge.

Professor Solomon finally releases her grip on your leg and slowly takes a few steps back. You can see her firm nipples pressing through the fabric of her white top. "To release raw energy is easy. To manipulate it or develop with it is a real talent that is only limited by your own creativity and ability to shape the energy to your will." She gives you a subtle shrug. "Channel the energy through yourself, like before, but imagine what you want to do with it and shape it in your mind." She continues to back away to the tree line as she grabs the bottom hemline of her shirt and begins to lift. "Only when it has taken the form you want do you release it." She finishes as she pulls her top up over her head. Her short blond and pink hair falling back around her charming face and bare nubile breasts make her a gorgeous sight despite her small size. Her flesh was slightly tan with nipples a delicious shade of pale pink.

If you want to enjoy her body, now is your chance. But first, you have to pass her challenge. You look back at the practice target trying to conjure up an idea. The stones have cooled and returned to their original color, waiting for your next move, almost taunting you. What could you do with fire other than throwing it at someone? You look back to Professor Solomon hoping for more guidance or inspiration. She stands there wordlessly watching you with a seductive smile while one of her hands gently traces circles around her hard nipple with a single extended finger.

Just as frustration seems like it would get the better of you, an idea springs into mind. You focus on your target and begin to channel the energy from your charm, feeling it, and split it. You channel half into your feet, the other into your right hand. You will the energy to launch you into the air in an explosive arc over the target as you shoot forward and release. Now focusing on the energy in your hand, you imagine it taking shape. No, willing it to take shape as you swing your arm at the stones and a fiery cord whips towards your target. The thin cord of flame wraps around the middle stone and grows taut as you land a few feet away, now on the opposite side. You concentrate hard as you pull tight on the cord and its heat intensifies. The next instant, there is the sound of a small blast and the flame dissipates, causing you to stumble forward slightly.

You stand in amazement at what you have just done. Turning to face the target, you see the top stone has toppled to the ground and shallow gouges ring the middle stone where the flame whip once ensnared it. Stone shards litter the ground as they begin to vibrate and slowly pull themselves back together. Gracious applause can be heard at the tree line and you look up to see Professor Solomon. "You really are as gifted as they say. And a natural it appears." She praises you. Before you can say anything, she releases the clasp around her waist that is still holding her jumpsuit on. It falls around her ankles to reveal a skimpy pair of skin-tight shorts barely long enough to cover her ass. The sexy little gnome steps out of the pile of clothing at her feet to walk toward you. "A deal is a deal and you did not disappoint." She says gracing you with her seductive little smile once more.