An invisible solution

With a last few, completely unrestrained moans Kinki drew what she needed from this young pup of the law. Years of training and practice had led to her not only being able to hold onto her own orgasm, but also to prevent any cock she'd trapped inside her from bursting too early and spoiling her fun. She'd accept a bellyful of man-gunk when she wanted it, regardless of how willing the donor.

For her own part, the walk-in voyeur could tell what was happening. Could feel the liquid trickle running down the inside of her own leg at the thought of it. A burning hot coal of jealousy seemed to be boiling through the pit of her… though she couldn’t precisely tell over which of those churning bodies she wanted to be. She was furious that this uniformed young representative of everything that was supposed to be good and proper had just defouled the miracle who had clambered in through her window and thrown all such frail notions back out of it. But she also could appreciate that no creature lucky enough to be born with a cock could possibly keep it outside such beauty. If Maude didn’t already have enough reasons to wish she’d been born a brute in this unequal world… the thought of how heavily she herself might slam against those perfect hips certainly added to it. She could see the first, creamy dribbles oozing out of Kinki’s snatch as the witch clambered off, and had an immediate urge to rush forward and lap them up. Disgusted with herself at even the idea and yet only just able to restrain it from becoming reality.

“M-Miss Merryweather?!” Came a startled, guilt-filled voice. With the naked goddess no longer obscuring his view, the young officer had finally realised they had company.

“I- err… W-We were… What are you doing here?” He finished, weakly realising there wasn’t really any excuse he could give for the situation she’d caught them in.

“Coming to rescue my… Guest… from your ridiculous, unwarranted arrest!” Maude barked, unleashing a full blast of her frustration.

“Your… guest?” Jamie was clearly taken aback, having never heard the quiet schoolteacher yell once, even when pulling squabbling boys off one another in the playground.

“Yes! She’s staying with me in my house, and I demand you release her back into my custody at once!”

Kinki herself simply smiled to one side, slipping her hands out of the cuffs with elaborate ease and depositing them on the desk with a clunk. This was getting fun… even she hadn’t expected her new best friend to be so feisty.

“B-but… she was walking around town naked, on a Saturday… and letting people touch her. That’s Public Indecency… ”

It was clear the constable knew he didn’t have a leg to stand on, not with his trousers still down around his ankles… Yet it was also true that in a community as small as theirs, the court of public opinion possibly held more power than he did.

“Can you at least get her to put some clothes on now?” He half-begged, reaching down to cover up his own shame.

Maude looked over toward Kinki, who was decidedly not rushing to find something she could cover all that gorgeous olive skin with. The witch sighed, dramatically, then offered a slightly deeper smirk.

“Why don’t I just throw up a glamour then? Will that work?”

The two non-magical folk looked nonplussed. She sighed again.

“A spell. It’ll mean only people who want to see me naked, will do. Everyone else will think I’m wearing clothes, if it matters so much to them… Like this.”

She waved her arms in a suitably complex series of patterns, muttering under her breath. Both Maude and Jamie waited with wide eyes, unsure exactly what the magic might look like…

After half a minute Kinki stopped her moving and chanting and stood before them proudly… exactly as naked as she had been a minute ago.

“I don’t see any difference…” The pair exclaimed, though possibly in differing words.

“Well that’s on you two now…” The witch chuckled, beginning to head for the door. “I assure you it’s working fine.”