Learning magic spells

Lu looked nervous as they sat upon the giant bed in Caleb's bedroom. Sonia put her arm around Lu and said, "Stop worrying. The Sisterhood will understand why we didn't report this right away. Kathy wants us to be able to use our magic before it becomes known. That means keeping it a secret until she can give it to the entire harem at least. Caleb said they would invite the Mother Superior to our next planned orgy, and they will tell her then."

They both looked over at Kathy as she was being suckled by Amelia and Megumi so that she could turn them into witches. The only member of the harem not present was June. She and Caleb were giving Betty an extended tour of the house while Mary gave the harem members that already had magic some instruction in how to use it. Amanda was sitting next to Kathy with her eyes closed, a vial of Caleb's cum in her hand, with Amelia laying across Amanda's lap as she suckled Kathy. Occasionally Amanda would drip a bit of cum on her tongue, indicating that she had just expanded her mana pool again.

"Lu, Sonia, pay attention please. This next part is important." Mary looked around at the other girls to make sure they were listening as well.

"Okay, now the reason for using an incantation is it helps you to focus the spell and make your magic do what you want. You can control a spell with willpower alone, but silent spell casting drains more mana, and it is harder to control the spell if you become distracted. Control doesn't matter for most basic spells, but if you have something specific you want your magic to do, incantations and gestures help. Watch as I create a breeze in the room using wind magic just by blowing air out of my mouth like I was trying to cool some food. First I feel my magic. I don't want to use a lot, just a trickle. I create the mental image and when I'm ready, I release the magic as soon as I gesture. For this, I will focus my magic to create a breeze with my mouth and..."

She took a deep breath and pursed her lips. She blew air across the assembled women and it felt as if a strong breeze had somehow gotten into the room.

Angie clapped and said, "Can I try that?"

Mary smiled and said, "Sure thing Honey, stand here beside me. Let me cast an observation spell so I can watch how you gather and spend your mana."

Angie jumped off the bed and joined Mary in front of the group. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips. She felt for her mana and gathered a huge portion of it in her mind. She focused her magic and blew much harder than Mary did. The results were lackluster, as if a fan were set on low, although she did manage to make the women's hair move a little. She had a frustrated look on her face and said, "What did I do wrong?"

Mary gave her a side hug and said, "You need to slow down and focus a lot more. You used far more mana than you needed, so a lot of it went to waste. Excess mana poured into a spell will hinder the spell and weaken it. It's like taping rocks to a paper airplane before you throw it, the extra weight causes drag. In this case, you were casting your spell through that extra mana, which weakened the spell. Also when you cast a spell, your intentions matter. Did you picture what your magic would do to everyone? If your intention was to push people over, that amount of mana might have been just right, but your mental image wasn't detailed enough."

She patted Angie on the butt and said, "Try again, but this time take the time to really imagine what your wind will do to the room. Imagine the curtains moving. Or the closet door closing. Is it a cool breeze that will make our nipples hard? Or a blast of hot air that will make us want to take some clothes off? The more details you add, the better. Before you release, feel your mana flowing into the spell. Does it seem like the spell needs more, or is it too much? When it feels right, cast the spell."

This time when Angie blew, the air in the room turned icy cold. The wind was strong and steady as she turned her head this way and that. The closet door slowly shut, and the curtains flapped in the breeze. The ceiling fan in the room slowly turned and the sheet on the bed rippled in the wind. Mary also noticed that the women without bras suddenly had nipple pokies on their shirts.

Mary hugged Angie and said, "Very good Sweetie. Remember, casting spells is an art, and it's only as good as your imagination. Keep working on manipulating the basic elements, and soon I'll be able to teach you a real spell. You like to draw and paint, and there is a spell I know you'll love that will let you paint with just your magic."

She turned back to the others and said, "As you can see, it isn't easy at first, but practice and understanding will make you better at it. Now, if you have trouble creating a detailed mental image of what you want your magic to do, there are ways around the problem. Magic circles are one way. The downside to magic circles is the mana you pour into them will slowly leak out and become wasted. What you use to draw the circle and the catalysts you employ determine the strength of the spell, as well as how fast the mana leaks out. Kathy has already discovered that cum makes a great catalyst. A witches breastmilk works too. Both contain residual amounts of mana, which means they will leak mana slower than non-magical substances. Caleb's cum is full of mana, and the miracle he blessed the milky mommies with has made our breastmilk a little more powerful than other witches milk as well. More powerful than when I breastfed my girls years ago."

She pulled her blouse off and unhooked her bra, releasing her huge boobs from their confinement. She tossed her top and bra on the dresser and said, "There is a reason all witches breastfed their children. It's the same reason Kathy has to breast feed you to make you into witches. When a witch is lactating, a small amount of mana will coalesce in her milk rather than her mana pool. The mana in a witch mother's milk is what builds her babies pool, just like Kathy did for you. That means a child born of a witch that is not breastfed her milk will never become a witch themselves. Well... That isn't entirely true. Any witch's milk can be used to build the babies pool, but it's best if it's the child's own mother."

"Now, you may be thinking that the mana in your milk is wasted once the babies pool is built, but you would be wrong. Fortunately that mana can be drawn upon in several ways. If you express and gather your milk, it can be used as a catalyst for spells or to draw a magic circle, or consumed like Caleb's 'mana potions'. The main difference is that Caleb's cum will give you far more mana than even my own or Kathy's milk. Another is that Caleb's cum never spoils, whereas breastmilk does. We either have to use our milk, or freeze it, unless we don't mind it going to waste."

Kathy spoke up and said, "I would prefer if we use it rather than Caleb's cum whenever we can. We can store his cum forever and it will remain fresh. We talked about making ice cream and cheese with the breastmilk from Amanda's herd eventually. I think it would be a good idea to do the same with the rest of the harem's excess breastmilk. We can't sell it, but we can keep it for our own consumption. It will also make a great training aid for everyone, since it can be used for making runes and magic circles. Once our babies are born we will have less available, but until then we will have tons of extra."

The harem discussed the merits of Kathy's idea before Mary shifted her lesson to the use of magical and non-magical catalysts. As she did, Kathy finished building Amelia and Megumi's pools but didn't claim them herself. They would belong to Caleb alone. She knew Amelia loved Caleb very deeply and Megumi was like a second mother to him even before he claimed her. She had just enough milk left to build one more pool before dinner. She kissed Chris deeply before her beloved girlfriend kissed down Kathy's chest, then her breast, before arriving at her nipple. She wouldn't claim Chris yet either. That could wait for their next threesome with Caleb. She loved Chris almost as much as she loved Caleb, but she wanted them both to own her.

"Oh my goddess! Brandy! I can't believe you let a man claim you! What the fuck is wrong with you? I mean, I get that he's a Stretcher King and all, but you're basically his sex **** now. He owns you and everything you own is his now too. I don't fucking get it. Why would you do that?"

Brandy crossed her arms as she was berated by her best friend and roommate for the last three years. Irene had been the one to introduce her to Sapphic Love, and they often spent the night in each other's arms, though Irene was adamant against being in a long term relationship with anyone. She was a free spirit that slept with any woman that drew her attention. She also hated men, and the idea of touching a man's cock repulsed her, though Caleb being a Stretcher King seemed to mollify her somewhat. "Lisa try to understand this from my point of view. He's engaged to my sister. Once they marry, I will belong to him anyway. By letting him claim me, I at least get to become his property on my own terms."

Irene flopped onto the couch and put her feet on Brandy's lap. Irene spent hours in high heels at one of her part time gigs. Brandy began massaging Irene's feet before she asked. Irene moaned as Brandy worked her feet, and said, "Goddess you're good at that. You'd make a killing as a massage therapist. Okay, I see your logic. It was inevitable, so I understand. But you wanna explain the new tits? I've heard the rumors. If they are true, that means your pregnant, doesn't it?"

Brandy wouldn't look up at Irene as she focused on her feet. "Yeah, they're true. When Caleb breeds a woman her boobs grow a cup size bigger."

Irene pulled her feet away. Sitting up on the couch she said, "That's not one cup size. I was bigger than you when you left. Now, my tits would get lost in your bra."

Brandy laughed and said, "It's not my bra, it's one of Kathy's old ones. She's been bigger than me for the last couple years. She's freaking enormous now, but I can finally fit in her old ones. The reason I grew more than a cup size is because of another miracle unique to Caleb. If he breeds you a certain way, you start to lactate and your boobs get even bigger."

Irene's jaw dropped. "You're making milk?! Let me see! Please!"

Brandy laughed. She knew several of Irene's secret kinks and one of them was to have sex with a hucow. Irene loved their milk, and knew that when a hucow orgasms often their milk quality is even better.

Brandy pulled off her sweatshirt and unclasped the industrial strength full coverage bra she was wearing. Irene leaned forward waiting for Brandy's new much larger breasts to be revealed. Brandy held her hands over the bra cups and teased Irene by pinching her nipples through the cups. She grinned at Irene's expression, and wondered if her mouth was watering. She watched Irene's eyes grow wider as she pulled the cups away.

Brandy didn't really need the heavy duty strength of one of Kathy's old full coverage bras. Thanks to Caleb, her tits barely sagged and their weight had decreased even though they were much bigger now. She didn't have the massive plump torpedoes that Kathy did, her own breasts were rounder and more ball shaped. Her areolas were not as dark as Kathy's either. There wasn't a single stretch mark on her breasts, another of Caleb's miracles.

Irene scooted closer, and without even asking, her hands reached out to cup and heft them. "What the shit? How are these so light?"

Brandy explained the miracles unique to Caleb as Irene played with her nipples to draw out Brandy's milk. It wasn't long before the two of them were laughing as Irene squirted milk on herself. "So to get round bouncy tits like yours, I'd have to let him cum on me. That's not so bad."

Brandy pulled Irene onto her lap and began to unbutton her milk soaked blouse. "You'd have to suck his dick too. His cum wont work for you if you don't bring him pleasure. That's just the way things are. I was thinking of asking him to come out here one weekend so he could give our whole sorority his special titty treatment."

She leaned in to kiss Brandy and chuckled, "You wanna invite a Stretcher King to cum all over a man hating lesbian sorority? You know what? Once the girls see your tits, I bet they'd be all over that idea. Now, come to bed sexy. I wanna make you moo."

Brandy laughed again and said, "You know I'm not a hucow right?"

Irene grinned as she shed her clothes. "You are for the next hour or two."

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