Quick spell

Your in pain and your balls are about to be crushed so you so the only thing you could think of. Recite more from the book. You start muttering words. Your briefs seem to squeeze tighter your soft penis drooling from the pressure is moved out of the way as the zipper lowers. Your brief slips your penis out like it was it’s tongue. The zipper comes up and pinches the sensitive underside of your crying cock.

You mutter the last word and green light fills your eyes and all goes limp you free your balls and quickly undress and tend to your wounds.

You message Denise and simply say.

“I believe in magic.”