Testing another spell.

I dropped on the bed with a deep sigh, not at all exhausted but pretty satisfied. Something about completing a full round just felt… right? Like I’d both gotten what I wanted while also properly doing my job? Something like that.

Alice looked at Diana’s phone, which she had picked up to record us fucking against the wall, and chuckled. “A full round in an hour and twenty minutes.”

“Is it considered a quickie for him if it was six in a row?” Noelle asked, crawling close to me to kiss me on the cheek and caress my chest. I pulled her into a sweet, languid kiss.

“Two hours with a single one of us would still be a quickie for him,” Grace said.

“Um… How are you all feeling? Should we go another round?” I offered.

“I wouldn’t say no, but that felt good and now I’m more hungry than I’m horny,” Mila said.

“And like I said, I need to go back to my house for a bit,” Diana said, sitting next to my head and playing with my hair. I turned my face to her and kissed her butt. She chuckled.

Sarah then let out an annoyed sigh. “Oh boy…”

“What happened?” Alice asked.

“Nothing. Just… It leaked out of me and now we have our first dirty sheets,” Sarah said, pointing to some cum staining the bed sheets.

Mila snickered. “Should we frame it?”

Alice laughed. “Haha! Or at least take a picture of it.”

“I’ll go get some toilet paper,” Grace said, starting to get up.

“Wait, no,” I said, sitting up. “Let me… test something.”

I took a deep breath to focus, to remember.

I talked to Frey in my dreams. She wanted to move away from using runes for magic and she believed practicing a spell for cleaning sex fluids was a good next step. The issue with this was that the spell in question wasn’t… How do I put it? It wasn’t like remembering written runes or learning a chant. It was entirely… instinctual. Frey had used her control over my dreams to show me exactly how it was supposed to feel when done right. How the sexual energy should move inside me, what I should be focusing on.

What was on the bed sheet wasn’t just a stain. It was a fair bit of semen. It should have been impossible, but Frey showed me how it would work. I could picture it, somehow.

I thought of that bit of cum as… sexual energy in material form. Liquid, to be more precise. And if liquid can be transformed into gas, then…

I put my hand over the stain. Not on it, just right above it. I felt my body heating up, felt something ethereal move and flow inside me, along my entire body. I pictured the effect I wanted, believed it could happen because Frey had shown it to me in a dream. It made sense.

There, in front of all our eyes, we saw the bit of semen begin to… evaporate, or at least something like it. It became… not gas, but tiny particles of purple light. The girls gasped and muttered their shock under their breath, but I had to stay focused. After all, even doing just this was difficult. Or rather, it was slow. It was like trying to clean up 5 grams of sand by picking it up with your fingers instead of sweeping it all out of the way. Aptly, the last bits, the stains left on the sheet, were the hardest to get rid of. I gritted my teeth and tried to **** it with more power, but that resulted in a sharp headache for only an instant. I clicked my tongue but kept my cool, controlled it and finished cleaning the sheet until not a single hint of a drop was left. And just that took me like 15 minutes.

I clicked my tongue in frustration. “Too inefficient.”

“Are you kidding?” Alice asked me, eyes wide as plates. “Oliver, you made that… disappear! Completely! But… how!? It couldn’t have been destroyed. You can’t destroy matter.”

“I don’t know how much the laws of physics apply to magic. Remember that warm drink with ice?” Diana said.

“Oh, right. But… What was that light, then?”

“It wasn’t destroyed,” I clarified. “I… turned it back into magical energy. Sexual energy, really. Then… it went back into me, I think.” I shook my head. “Still, 15 minutes for just a few drops…”

“Are you really getting bummed again over a decent first try?” Sarah asked me with a raised eyebrow. “Oliver, you made something disappear into thin air, almost literally. It’s also literally your first time trying this out, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.” I chuckled. “I guess it is impressive. It just took a lot more effort than expected.”

“And when did you learn to do this?” Noelle asked.

“Um… Last night? I’ll… tell you over breakfast.”

Alice stayed with me to help me make the bed while the girls took turns taking a shower. There are more showers in the house, but the ones on the second floor are, well, ours.

I showered last, and when I went down to the kitchen, Diana and Noelle had breakfast mostly ready.

“You made lunch and dinner yesterday, so we’ll take care of breakfast,” Noelle said. “Although… Be patient with me. I’ve… um… never made breakfast. At least nothing beyond toasts and coffee.”

“Don’t worry too much,” I told her. “The way our future is looking, I’ll end up as a househusband because you’ll be the ones with real jobs.”

“I’ll buy you a heart-shaped apron, then,” Mila said, giggling.

I winced. “P-Please no…”

“What? Is the great stud afraid his masculinity will be put into question if he wears a pink apron?” Sarah teased.

“Sarah, I don’t even wear T-shirts with logos of my favorite bands.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that about?” Alice asked.

“I’m… weird.”

“More news at 11,” Grace said, sipping coffee.

I sighed and sat down. “And speaking of weird. Um… I’m meeting Fernanda this afternoon, remember? Um… Does anyone need to go into town? You know, since I’m already going.”

It WAS really weird to ask, wasn’t it? I mean, asking my girlfriends if they want to hitch a ride as I go talk to this girl I’m hoping to sleep with… I should be used to it, considering all that’s happened, but they take it better than I do.

“I’m good,” Sarah said. “I want to get used to the house. I’m gonna take a dip in the pool, at least.”

“Oh, I’ll join you,” Mila said.

“Yeah, I want to organize the game room,” Noelle said. “Set the consoles up and all. Want me to install your PC?” she offered.

“Um… Yeah, sure. Thanks,” I said.

“I’m going to finish up in the garage,” Alice said.

“I want to go into the library with a new book and a cold drink,” Grace said, smiling. “God, I didn’t think I’d be so excited about that. But yeah, don’t worry about us. Go, have fun with Fern.”

“If she wants sex, though, don’t take her to the van,” Diana told me. “The girl deserves a proper bed for her first time. And just to be totally clear, don’t bring her here, either. None of us would mind, but she absolutely would. You’d kill the mood.”

“Hey, I know that much,” I told her.

Diana smiled. “Like I said, just to be clear.”

We went our own ways after breakfast. Diana went back home for a while and everyone else went to do their own thing. I locked myself up in the music room, but managed to hear Cake meowing from outside only moments after I started playing.

She sat on the carpeted floor as I played, and I realized I’d have to get her a bed up here. Good to know that at least some things stayed the same.

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