Exploring the old city

She heard the door, footsteps, and the sound of a plate touching a table behind her. Soon after, she smelled the familiar smell of her favourite pasta dish. He was back!

James lifted her off the window sill, and onto the bed, before undoing the enchantment he placed on her.

As soon as her body was returned from marble and she could move again, she turned to him and said "first, we fuck, then we are going to have a talk." She felt a drip of arousal slide down her leg. Even though this was entirely artificial, her need was overwhelming, and being annoyed could wait.

James only heard the first part of the sentence.

Nadia, still growing from her 3ft height leapt across the bed and started unzipping his pants, pulling them off of him. James helped by removing his top, shoes and watch. She stood on the bed and kissed him intensely, the bed giving her the height she needed to be at eye level with him.

By the time she was back to her usual 5ft 6in, she was straddling him as he lay down, fucking him like a cowgirl. James just enjoyed the sensation and watched her release all of her tension onto him. As she worked her way to her climax, he contemplated freezing her in place again just before she came, but thought that might be a bit too much for her.

Nadia revelled in the feeling- this orgasm was much more earned than the earlier ones and she could feel it as she built up to it.

Her writhing in orgasm, clenching down on him, sent him over the edge and they finished in unison again. She collapsed onto him and they cuddled for a few minutes under the covers, kissing gently.

Eventually, James slid out of bed and brought her spaghetti to her in bed.

Gratefully, she took it and said, through a mouthful, "Hun, can we just have a normal day tomorrow? I love all this sex but I'm so tired! I still want to wear the collar; I want to feel what it's like to be a non-magic partner to a magician. To be taken care of.."

"Of course. I thought you might ask. Let's just watch TV for now, and we'll explore the old city tomorrow."

They slept like intertwined logs in the luxurious hotel bedding until the morning sun warmed them.

Nadia woke first, standing up next to her bed and waving her hand to apparate some clothing onto her body. It was only when nothing happened that she remembered that she'd slept with the collar on.

Not used to having to do this, it took her some time to rummage thought her suitcase to find her travel clothes. 'These will do,' she though to herself as she put them on, struggling to get the yoga pants over her enlarged ass, and went about her morning routine. It became apparently that a non-magic's morning routine would take a lot longer than a magician's, something she'd be more grateful for after this trip. Manually brushing her teeth felt laborious.

James woke as she returned from the bathroom, dressing in a flash of light, making Nadia jealous.

She came to his bedside, "I need some clothes to wear today!"

"Of course, my darling. What would you like?"

She looked at her ass, and hefted it gently. "It needs to suit this, so I'm thinking summer dress."

"Your wish is my command!" He put his hands together in service of his genie impression and discretely cast a spell to transform her clothing for her. A pretty, white and yellow, backless summer dress flowed onto her body, cut modestly, but her exaggerated curves managed to show themselves off through it.

She pouted, "with underwear," she said, with mock anger.

"Ugh, fine." He magicked his favourite black bra and panties onto her, intentionally giving her a soft wedgie as he did.

"Hng." She hopped while she fixed her underwear, as James laughed.

The day was beautiful. The sun beamed down on them as they explored the old city. The modern city had been built on the ruins of a much older city, leaving many interesting paths to explore. The day was a delight for the couple, with James ready with his magic to take care of Nadia's every need, and Nadia able to forget about magic for a while, walking around freely, gripping his arm tightly.

It was only when they saw something they regarded as slightly out of character for this place that the memory Nadia's dayjob slipped back in without invitation. Two women, in their twenties, caught their attention by moaning loudly outside the cafe. They looked closer and saw that, while they both clearly didn't want to be there, they were experiencing some lovely sensation by passionately rubbing their breasts against each others'. Just as had happened on the beach the day earlier, a bolt of magic flew in Nadia's direction, but this time James was able to swipe it away before it could hit her. She hugged him tightly in appreciation.

"Nads, I know you want to pretend magic doesn't exist today, but is this the same person as on the beach?"

"It does look like it."

"You know what you need to do.."

"James, no! Can't we just leave it? It's just some silly prankster. Besides, that was so hot how you deflected that bolt before." She squeezed his arm to emphasise her point.

"C'mon - the sooner you do it the sooner we can get back to holidaying! Come."

She followed him into a side-alley and let him remove her collar from her.

"Go, go. I'll wait here."

Nadia was annoyed at having her holiday disrupted twice now, and was perfectly happy to inflict justice upon this person. She stood in the plaza square and drew a shape with her fingers, summoning the charms and enchantments from the affected people around her into a box between her palms, liberating the non-magic victims from their various perverted predicaments. Of course, this was invisible to them, so she just seemed like a background character doing a strange dance to them. She released the bolts to return to their caster and followed them to a man on a balcony at the opposite end of the plaza. While he was distracted by worrying about the bolts of light heading back at him (not what a magician wants to see), she used her magic to teleport behind him on the balcony with a pop.

He spun around and instinctively tried to cast a stun on her, but it was ineffective against her superior guards. He tried to cast a melee spell but she caught it and returned it to him, throwing him back onto the floor.

"Ow. Aren't you the girl from the beach? How did I manage to cast on you? What kind of magician doesn't have protections?!"

"Under cover." She shrugged, hoping for no follow up questions.

He cast another melee blast at her from his position on the floor, but she ignored it as it missed by an inch. She stepped toward him, unaware that it had bounced off a pillar behind her and was returning to its intended target. He fired another one to distract her, letting the original one hit her on her still sensitive ass.

Despite it being weakened by her protections, it still felt like a firm slap on Nadia's ass. She let out an unintentional erotic moan from the surprise stimulation and was thrown forward momentarily. "You're going to regret that."

The man used his legs to push him backwards from her futilely as she fired bolts back at him. He blocked each one, but couldn't stop himself from skidding backwards with each impact until he was eventually against the stone wall at the edge of the plaza. She summoned her enforcer badge and pressed it against him, branding him with a tracker mark and summoning more enforcers to tidy up the damage he'd done with the locals.

James arrived at the balcony, out of breath. "That was hot!" He always admired watching his powerful partner work, contrasting her submissive demeanour at home. He put an arm around her as he admired the damage their had done to the ancient balcony wall, before the enforcers started reassembling it.

"Thank you, but can I just have one day without this shit?!" Nadia knew not to wear the choker around such a magically hot area, ruining her afternoon plans. They walked back to their now cold coffees at the café as the enforcers finished wiping memories. James jumped as the enforcers and criminal teleported away with a loud pop, while Nadia, used to the sound, laughed at him. They sat, reheated their coffees with a flick of their wrists and went back to enjoying their day.

"You know... I have an idea."

James turned to face her and enquired, "Oh? I know that smile."

Her smile widened further. "All of our roleplay so far wasn't really roleplay, because I knew I could do magic. What if--"

"No way! Anything could happen!"

"What if for one night we locked up my memories about magic?"

"Nadia..." James looked concerned as he thought through everything that could go wrong. "Besides, do you know how hard it is to make a potion to lock up memories?! I don't have my equipment!"

"Imagine all the fun you could have playing with this innocent little non-magic girl." She leant toward him and stroked his leg persuasively.