No

"I'm going to need more, but at this rate, things are going to take too long. I guess I'll just have to speed things up," says the elf as she casts another spell on Belinda.

"hcnew notnaw a hcitw siht ekam
!hcnets a etiuq ekam dna wolf llahs yssup reh"

Several beams of light flow from Xalandra's hands and into Belinda's plush body, making her giggle and squeal. Beads of moisture start to form on her pussy lips, that quickly turns into a steady flow as she gets wetter and wetter. Soon her feminine slime is pudding and smearing along her inner upper thighs, and a little is even starting to trickle down her legs and onto the carpet.

"M-mistress!" Belinda moans as she sinks back down and parts her legs, the smell of her obvious lust filling the room.

Seeing such a slutty display gives Xalandra an idea. She picks up the royal scepter resting next to her thrown and eyes it carefully. "Yes... this will do..."

The elf stands up, towering over her queen. "****, turn around and present that fat ass to me."

"Oooooh, yes mistress!" Belinda shifts into the doggie position. Her hips sway and her ass jiggles. She bites her lip in anticipation for what's about to happen.