Fuck the clown.

Honk honk.

When she buries her face into your chest, her round red nose squeaks out a comedic noise. She then looks up to you--face still painted--and smiles ear to ear with a tongue playfully between her teeth. While short, she has a cute, curvy figure, usually hidden behind the curtain of poofy jester attire. Your hands touch upon her sides, and they slide over the humps of her hips before caressing back to take hold of her rear. The moment you squeeze and hoist her closer, she throws her weight into your body and tackles you into a pile of pillows, giggling as she goes.

While your eyes are only closed for a short moment, when you open them, you find yourself in the middle of a dense jungle. Wind blows through giant leaves growing from trees overheard, and tall grass covering the stems of gorgeous, radiant flowers. Through the green comes a hulking figure of furry orange--a tiger, creeping closer.

Candy doesn't seem to care. She presses her hands down against your chest and immediately begins to bounce up and down on your dick. She moans with joy, and seems to be greatly enjoying the sensation of being filled with a thick slab of meat. You can't complain. Her body is tight, and her energy is electric. She bucks her hips with careless abandon. As silly as she may look with that nose and makeup, her passion is erotic and contagious. She isn't patient, and she cares little for subtly. Truly, this chaotic, gremlin-like girl is a **** to be reckoned with, and it's no surprise she's one of the chairmen of the Circle.

Still, the tiger.

You look to the creature, and then back to her, but her grin only widens. She suddenly wraps her hands around the sides of your head and kisses you hard, causing you to flinch just briefly enough to where your eyes open to yet another new sight.

Now you're at the very edge of a cliff. Off the edge is a descent farther than you've ever seen. You can hardly see the ground below through a mist of clouds. A rock near your head falls, and the last you hear from it is a brief bounce against the edge of the mountainside before plummeting to its demise. Candy rides you harder. Her breasts bounce up and down as her perky rear smacks against your thighs.

It isn't long, however, before she does it again. This time she buries your face in her chest, making it difficult to breath for a moment. You can hear her heart racing, and her chest heaving with panting breaths. She pulls away, and now you're in the ring of a circus. There's a show happening--you. The audience is filled, but every single person present is another Candy, and they watch with great interest. You become dizzy. You watch as her hair falls upwards, and your body is jerked in the same direction. It's all so overwhelming. Nonetheless, you reach up and take hold of her sexy body, enjoying the touch before the pleasure becomes all hers. You touch below, where you know she'll like it most, and she lets out a moan that's more sudden, and more flustered than before, as you play with her clit. Your lips touch her upper chest, and you tickle her neck with a kiss.

"Mmm~!" she lets out with eyes fluttering. Her hands grab the back of your neck, and she pulls you in tight while her bounces briefly slow. A moment later, she picks up the pace again, loosening her grip on your head while her touch caresses down your chest to your stomach. Once again, she reaches full speed, fucking you hard and fast. But with a gasp, as her eyes roll back, the illusion twists and contorts. She can no longer hold it steady.

In a flash, with your eyes open this time, you see the illusion dissipate.

However, it's definitely not over. You look around to see the cushions overheard. You're on the ceiling of the Great Hall! A bunch of the girls below are looking up in confusion and awe as you and Candy do it upside down. You glance to Lady Sulta, who seems to be maintaining focus on a spell. This was partly her doing.

They're pretty terrifying when they work together!

You're being held there as if it were normal, though you can still feel that the gravity is artificial. There's a slight lift. Also, the image of the room around you is dizzying. Your focus is elsewhere anyway, and the more you keep your eyes on the cute clown in your embrace, the less disoriented you become. You feel her squirm and twitch, and her breaths have become hot, fast, and heavy, over your shoulder as you hold her closer. Your hands slide down to grab her ass, and you continue to guide her movements at the speed she seems to desire. "I'm g-gonna..."

Your lips touch her neck yet again, eliciting a giggle, before you kiss her passionately on the mouth. Bucking, gyrating, bouncing, panting--your moment of passion reaches a crescendo. Despite being upside down, and all else that's transpired, you make Candy cum.

"I'm... I'm g-gonna--" she repeats on the edge. Then with a big smile, she reaches up and honks her nose. The second after, she gasps, and her face changes to that of desperation. "Aah, aahhh~!" she cries as the pleasure washes over her. She arches her back, and tenses up completely on your lap, orgasming hard while struggling to continue her rhythm, though now it almost entirely falls upon you.

As she cums, you feel the gravity shift. Lady Sulta gradually returns the spot to normal, and the two of you descend in each other's embrace. You press down once again upon the pillows, now with Candy snuggled up in your arms, singing quietly under her breath as she sinks into bliss.

Lady Sulta stands nearby and watches intently. To see such a gorgeous, model of a woman standing overheard is just as alluring as the jester girl on your lap. It's all so stimulating. Her skin is dark and smooth, and after she steps closer to place her feet right beside your head, you can hardly see her face past her breasts. "My turn," she says. "If you don't move, my dear Candy, I'll make you."

"Aww man." Candy runs her hands all around your chest. "Must I?"

"I helped you. Now you can help me by removing yourself from my man for the evening."

"I didn't know you owned him."

When Lady Sulta holds two fingers up, and they surge with a crackle of electricity, Candy scurries away giggling.

"Much better," says the sunheart sorceress. "Shall we begin?"