MasukHis body flooded with his own magic, and his cock threatened to burst inside her. He bit down on his lip to stave off his orgasm.
Jane pushed herself back into him, letting out a low moan that made the hair rise on his neck. Determined not to let her win, he commanded the sparks to jump back onto her and they sunk into her flesh.
"But it's no use now to pretend to be two people!" Jane's body flickered into Jenny's. "Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!" She let out a cry, shifting back and forth between Jenny and Jane, the darkness and the light. Jenny's head had snapped back in the correct direction, finally.
"You certainly feel like one person to me." He rubbed at her exposed asshole with his thumb and was surprised when he felt the sparks flow back into him from inside her. His cock twitched and Jane lifted her ass, clenching her vaginal muscles and pulling him farther in.
"How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to the other." Her body was suddenly ethereal, then she regained her composure and solidified around him. The sensation was marvelous in the chill air, his cock exposed briefly to the cold and then warmed once more, but his body temperature had plunged low enough that he was shivering.
"Jenny." He grabbed at her hips once more, attempting to concentrate. She was draining him quickly, his energy flowing into her. "I need you to pull yourself together."
"I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?" Jenny became Jane again, gasping loudly and struggling. She pushed back into him, the spectral hands of the audience now caressing the backs of his legs and pushing him forward.
He placed one hand on her hip and pushed himself in as far as he could go. At the same time, he pushed his thumb into her ass. She screamed and sent a massive charge into his hand. Once it entered his body, he diverted it to his other hand. A good portion of it bypassed him entirely, flowing directly into her pelvis. However, it then made the jump to the head of his cock.
"Shit, oh shit, oh shit!" He let go of her hip and grabbed her by the hair, pulling hard. Her neck craned back and he felt a sudden shift. The feedback loop had been interrupted, the sparks all washing over her body at once.
The scream came from Jenny, then Jane, then all the shadows around him. Cacophonous moans of pleasure surrounded him on every side and he smiled, watching the world begin to melt around him.
Jenny squeezed down on him and the magic was suddenly his to contain. He pulled his thumb from her ass and grabbed onto her hips with both hands, yelling until his voice was hoarse. The liquid fire of his own magic was so hot that he couldn't even feel the reflexive spurt of his own orgasm — rather, it was the sudden flow of semen, the releasing of his own sexual pressure that he felt, filling up the ghost.
The sparks blasted across Jenny when he came and she screamed again, flexing her arms and shattering the stocks. She hovered briefly in the air, her legs wrapped around him still. The stocks disappeared as she fell to the ground, landing with a loud thud. The shadows melted away, leaving the two of them standing below the spotlight. He gasped for air, trying to regain his footing.
Jenny was facedown in the dirt, semen leaking from her pussy onto the ground. She let out a loud sigh of contentment, her body starting to fade from view.
"If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain?" Her voice was almost a whisper, but he could hear it perfectly.
Of all the strange things she had said to him, this seemed the easiest to understand.
"Of... of course."
Jenny arched her back one last time, her body aglow in green light. It swirled around her as it had around the suit of armor, flooding her with magic. She rolled over to face him, her eyes now composed of pure, green light. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. Suddenly, her eyes went wide.
"And burbled as it came!" Her voice was different now, a compilation of multiple voices all at once. She shuddered, her whole body racked with powerful tremors. Her body burst into a fog and swirled away, the room suddenly bright, blinding him. His outstretched hands closed on something hard, and he squinted, the green light fading away to black.
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Beth opened her eyes, her joints stiff from the cold. She stood along the far wall of the church, the heat of the outside world working its way into her body. She blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the light. How long had she been out?
Mike stood over a busted church pew, his hands gripping the wood tightly. He was breathing hard, and she could see the sweat on his brow. His pants were around his ankles and his semen was all over the busted pew. His softening cock was one of the largest she had ever seen and she let out a tiny gasp of surprise.
He turned and looked at her, horror on his face.
"Oh, shit, it's not... dammit Jenny!" He fumbled with his pants and fell, landing hard on the ground next to the mischievous little doll. Beth turned away, trying simultaneously not to laugh or think about how huge Mike's cock had been. When he was finally quiet, she turned back around. He had tucked Jenny into his shirt and had placed both hands on the rope.
"Let's... let's go." His cheeks were red, the veins in his arms bulging as he pulled himself up. Giggling quietly to herself, she followed.
Meaning that somewhere, Amir was still alive. Or his soul was, at least."Well, they shouldn't be hassling you now..." her words trailed off when a dark figure appeared near the entry, walking cautiously between the lions, hands held up in peace."I got this." Mike walked around her, the activity in the yard coming to a halt. Mike set his coffee on the end of the railing and moved with confidence, feeling the magic awaken inside of him just a little. The lions turned their heads to watch the newcomer, just waiting to sense hostile magic and spring into action.The hooded figure stopped, gazing across the yard with apprehension. It took Mike much longer to reach her than it would have a week ago, and when he drew near, the figure drew back its hood."Elizabeth, right?" Mike's tone was cold, his voice carrying extra strength."Mr. Radley." She looked across the yard, her eyes wide as she saw the centaurs lift up spears and bows that they had set nearby."Can I help you?" he asked, letti
Beth stepped through the front door in just a long shirt and flip-flops. She placed her hands on the recently repaired railing and took a deep sniff through her nose."The new garden smells so nice," she said, gesturing at the wall of vegetation that now separated them from the sundial. "Has Zel identified all the flowers yet?""Nope." The garden in the front of the house was new. On the day Zel had slowly ushered the exiled centaurs into the greenhouse, the front yard had expanded like a balloon with a hedge maze that sprouted overnight, the sundial sitting at its center. His front yard was now larger than an acre.The backyard was now several acres of garden starting at the fountain and ending at the wrought-iron gate at the back. He had looked up a satellite image of the place and saw that the picture from almost seven years ago somehow agreed, a perfect example of the Mandela Effect in action. The inside of the house was still the same, to the best of his knowledge, and Tink bemoa
Mike laughed. "Self manipulation is the hardest then?""For mortals? Yes." She flickered beneath him, quickly transforming into Naia, then Beth, and eventually several different women before becoming herself once more. The entire time, her hand-mouth kept sucking him, his orgasm slowly building. "I am not bound by such restrictions.""I far prefer you as yourself, to be honest." He pushed a lock of black and red hair away from her forehead."I don't even know who I really am." She stopped stroking him, her eyes suddenly far away. "Or rather, who I want to be.""It's something we can both work on." He kissed her, and she melted against him, her hand now stroking him with a sense of urgency. He pushed his fingers into her, willing them to become thicker and harder. She gasped, her face turning bright red and a fiery halo forming above her horns."Fuck... fuck... FUCK!" Her eyes burst into flame and the sand around them caught on fire. The succubus arched her back, toppling Mike off of t
She pulled her mouth away. "Maybe you're feeling a little nostalgic, too. It feels like we're on a third date or something.""Do you have to workout to stay this fit, or do you just get to be this sexy all the time?" He traced a finger along her ribs, and she laughed."I'm always this sexy." She pushed him on his back and tried to mount him, but he pulled her down and rolled her onto her back."Not so fast, hellspawn." He leaned in to kiss her, pinning her hands together above her head. She bit his lip playfully, and let out a laugh when he bit her back."I never took you for a biter, Romeo.""You should meet my wife sometime."Lily frowned. "Who? Oh, right. The goblin." She smirked at him and turned her head to the side, exposing her neck. "Bite away, I suppose."He obliged, nibbling at the sensitive flesh of her neck, then licked the skin along her jawline. She made happy sounds beneath him, arching her back to give him better access to her collarbone. He kissed his way down her che
"Asshole." She pushed him, and he fell back into a chair that he hadn't seen. The thick straps pushed against his back, and he saw that they were sitting at the edge of the ocean, an endless expanse facing them."Where's the house?" Mike asked."Behind you." She answered.He turned around to see it behind them on a cliff, the sun reflecting off its windows. "Interesting.""Yeah, well, I'm not a super big fan of it. I'm quite the sore loser." She waved her hand and another beach chair appeared. She settled into it and a servant appeared, a man with a blank face. He handed them a pair of drinks and then vanished."Was that...?""One of my captured souls? Yep.""I'm not certain I approve.""Nobody cares if you approve." Lily sipped at her drink. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't let them go. They're a part of me now, a stain on my essence that can never be scrubbed free. But, if it makes you feel any better, my tastes have changed.""How so?""Some people deserve it." Her face darkened in
Lost in his thoughts, he found himself staring at a crack in the plaster above. Perhaps he had seen it every night, but he couldn't help but wonder if it had always been there. The house was always changing, manipulating their memories and its blueprints, working its way towards some eventual... something. The house and its occupants were part of a game, apparently, but to what end? It had already gone through some changes this week alone, changes that boggled his mind.Yawning, he wondered what it would be like if he could see them all, the people of the house, laid out like game pieces. He thought about the strange garden from his vision, then blushed at the memory of masturbating as the house. Fighting the urge to fall asleep, he tried to slip into that space once again, to see if he could gain any more information.The effort this time was minimal, and his consciousness rapidly shifted perspectives, the room around him bending like metal and then melting into the ground. He stood







