An Orgy in the Street, A Confrontation between Mages

Some time later after, Lucy was fuming as she walked through the streets of Hargeon. She'd fucked that merchant hard, doing her best to take out her frustration on her sorry little cunt. However, after giving the lady no doubt the best orgasm of her life, Lucy had actually got a better climax from the damned Cock Block magic! She'd decided against impregnating the woman. That dirty brown hair of hers had been simply awful. Lucy shuddered to imagine one of her beautiful babies with such bad hair.

Lucy's attention was soon drawn to an orgy taking place in the middle of a the street of at least twenty young women. She headed over with a hop to her step, thinking that this was exactly what she needed to put that unhappy little incident with the shopkeeper behind her. The young inexperienced hermpire caught the pheromones of another mage and an excited thrill shot down her spine, her dick going from an expectant chubby to a full blown boner in moments. "I'm going to fuck a real mage!" she declared to no one in particular as she pushed her way into the crowd of nude women. She helped herself to a grasp of a tit here and the squeeze of a cute butt there, but she continued to the center where she knew the other hermpire would be. Lucy got felt up herself quite a bit as women noticed her dick, eagerly breaking away from their partners for a taste but the young hermpire ignored them for now.

Soon enough she reached the mage, a half dozen women licking and caressing her all over with utter adoration.

The quite attractive hermpire was named Bora and had stylishly mussed blue hair hanging about her shoulders and rakishly over her left brow. She wore a bright blue cape with an oversized collar reaching her ears bordered in gold over a white bra that provided a modicum of support for her cantaloupe sized breasts as nearly the entirety of their tanned flesh lay bare. The gentle expanse of her smooth and flat stomach glistened slightly in the sun, below it her waist was bisected by a sturdy white thong, the material bulging around her big balls but leaving her eleven inches of liberally tattooed cock to hang out comfortably. Her legs were covered in vertically stripped stockings in red and black all the way up to the very top of her thighs.

When the mage noticed Lucy and turned to look at her with a confident sexy smile, Lucy's estimation of her rocketed even higher. This was the most beautiful and powerful mage she had ever laid eyes on and the intense desire to prostrate herself before the greater hermpire was almost overwhelming. Lucy was too inexperienced to realize it and certainly far too mesmerized to notice but this type of reaction was more in line with how an S-Class mage would affect a lowly F-Class mage like herself. And Bora was no S-Class mage. Far from it.

This unusual reaction was happening because of this hermpire's use of Charm magic, a very illegal sort of magic. Charm magic allowed a hermpire to influence the hearts and minds of their victims. Given the way hermpires used their pheromones to interact with each other and with women, it might not be all that clear why Charm magic should be so forbidden. The truth was that this type of magic upset the natural hierarchies of hermpire relations. It allowed a hermpire to punch above her weight, as it were.

Case in point: Another mage had shown up just as Lucy had. Her name was Natsumi Dragneel and she possessed a member that when hard was fourteen and a half inches long. But instead of stepping forward and dominating the situation as was her right, she was standing there docile with a confused and troubled expression upon her face.

She was a short wiry hermpire and her body was lithely muscular. Her washboard stomach was carved as if from stone. Her face was cute under an unruly mess of pink hair. She wore a white checkered scarf about her neck and a black and gold vest that did nothing to cover breasts the size of her head. A similarly black and gold skirt wrapped her waist though it left her front completely open. Her shaft was encased in a thick utilitarian leather sleeve that was securely attached to her belt.

Natsumi was the Fire Dragon Slayer, that rare and renowned type of mage who learned their powerful spells from the very dragons themselves. She was a member of the most famous mage guild in Fiore: Fairy Tail. She was a B-class mage, well on her way up the ranks. In her short life time, she'd fucked hundreds of mages of all classes. She'd been fucked by Markova (one of the the 10 wizard saints!), S-Class mages like Laxa, Gildara, and Mystogan. Natsumi was even Erza Scarlet's (Titania herself!) favorite cock sleeve (Not you, Gray Fullbust!). And yet here she was becoming very badly enamored with this no name D-class!

Such was the power of Charm magic that when added to the dominating power of a hermpire's pheromones, a two bit charlatan of a mage like Bora could bring Natsumi to her knees and cause her to very badly contemplate the urge to either masturbate while watching this oh so sexy and amazing hermpire fuck some broads or perhaps crawl on her knees forward to beg to have her pussy reamed.

So you can probably guess how inexperienced not quite seven inches Lucy was holding up.

Yep.

Lucy was swooning in Bora's arm as the other hermpire hungrily pawed at the girl's enormous breasts, her top having long since been divested. The blonde's cockwear had been torn away in a frenzy by the lustful women on their knees around them and neither hermpire's genitals were easily viewed thanks to the eight lucky ladies battling to get as much of their members into their mouths as possible.

"Such a lucky little mage are you! To happen across the great Salamander--the glee that fills you I can hardly imagine. Here!" declared Bora as she whipped out a marker and preceded to autograph Lucy's right breast with a looping script that covered almost all of the expanse of flesh above her areola. "Never wash this tit! In fact! When we return to my ship, I'll have you branded! How does that sound?"

That sounded just swell to Lucy as she found herself absently grasping for Bora massive pussy pleaser. She really wished she was down on her knees with the others.

"Wonderful tit meat! Now let's see what you're packing down here!"

Lucy squirmed, not able to pull away in embarrassment. She was very aware of the size difference between them. Bora's prick was like a massive python that made hers look pathetic and small. "How pathetic and small!" Lucy's heart dropped through her stomach and shame filled her as the greater mage roughly grabbed her dick away from the women frantically giving her head, putting voice to her very thoughts.

Bora threw back her head and laughed, sending her breasts rolling and jiggling atop her chest, "I'm surprised you can even get it up in my glorious cock's presence! Oh that's right. You can't."

The hermpire willed a change in her pheromone content and soon enough Lucy's dick began to wilt despite Bora's fingers continuing to pull and stroke it as well as the women darting their tongues in whenever they had the chance. Lucy felt weak and small in more ways than her shrinking dick as it started to become a battle to even remain standing.

Bora's hand left her now diminutive flaccid member, it now having wilted to a size less than her not quite seven inches. Unlike the long extinct males of lore, hermpire cocks did not generally change sizes between erections. A mage's full length was on display, declaring their worth and power even when not sexually stimulated. So to feel her penis retracting to something like three or four inches, moving into the range of an adolescent not even capable of casting spells, was an utterly humiliating experience and tears of shame began to well in the corners of Lucy's eyes. She was already sinking to her knees when Bora shoved her down with a hand on her shoulder.

"Haha! A little mage like you hasn't earned the right to suck my cock so... entertain me! Let's see you try and fuck one of these sows with that limp noodle!"

It was about the time Lucy was trying and failing to get her flaccid penis to penetrate a pretty blonde much to Bora's satisfaction, the other women piling on to her humiliation with cutting comments to curry favor with the greater hermpire, that Happy finally caught up with her long time companion Natsumi.

The small blue cat pushed his way through the orgy to Natsumi's side, "Hey! Natsumi! You've got to see this- hey...what's going on?"

Happy stared at Natsumi in confusion. She had a funny look on her face as she stroked her immense prick with both hands, as it extended fully from her sheath.

As the source of a hermpire's magic, it should surprise no one that as they grew in power often their genitals changed to reflect the nature of their particular magic specialty. Given that she was the Fire Dragon Slayer, this was most definitely the case for Natsumi Dragneel. When unaroused her 14 and a half inch titan was safely housed within her sheath, a girthy tube of burnished red scales roughly half of her full length. When erect, as she certainly was now, her exposed cock was a dusky pink liberally lined with thick upraised veins of deep scarlet. The head was large and somewhat blocky rather than rounded while the ridge that ran along the back of it was very pronounced and ribbed like the frills that often framed a dragon's head. Due to her draconic nature, Natsumi's testicles were internal and so just below her sheath lay her slit lightly lined with pink scales rather than pubic hair.

Natsumi was practically drooling and babbling nonsense as she watched an eleven inch mage along with a seven incher have sex with some women. Happy had no idea what was going on here but he knew that this situation was exactly backwards. So after shaking his partner’s arm and kicking her side repeatedly to draw her out of whatever crazed funk had her, Happy finally sunk his teeth into Natsumi's hand and bit hard.

Bora's Charm magic shattered as Natsumi leapt to her feet, holding her bitten hand aloft screaming, "Owowowowo! OW! Happy?! What the hell!"

Then she got quiet as she caught scent of Bora's pheromones and awareness of the last few minutes came back to her. Her hands curled into fists and her muscles started to bulge as she shivered with rage. A vein started to throb on her temple. She directed her fierce gaze at Bora as the naked women started shrink back. A corona of fire was building along her ferociously hard cock and it slowly spread to encompass Natsumi's entire body.

Bora's first indication that something was wrong was as she rocked her hips back, withdrawing her cock from this moaning bitch's tight yielding cunt. The hermpire had been going to tease the dark skinned lovely and make her beg to have Bora's cock shoved back in. Instead, her eyes widened as her eleven inch steely pillar melted, taking on the consistency of rubber as it fell down to slap her balls and dangle on the ground.

"Uh oh." She felt Natsumi's pheromones and didn't need to see her to realize she'd made a mistake in trying to subjugate the greater hermpire.

A lance of fire burst from Natsumi's cock and blasted Bora across the street to crash through the window of a store.