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“Please give it to me, Thayer,” I moaned.
“Beg like the filthy whore you are.”
“Gods, please,” I pleaded, moving my hips back and forth on his cock. “I need someone's cum inside me so badly. Thayer, ple–”
Before I could finish my sentence, Thayer smacked my clit with his large hand and I came undone. Pleasure rushed through my body, wave after wave of ecstasy making me feel so fucking good. Thayer stilled deep inside my hole and came against my cervix, as deep as he could get.
This one shothas been made into a full length novel. It releases on wide retailers in 2023 and is currently available to read on Patreon.
Witch Toys
CONTENT WARNING: TENTACLES, STRANGE POTIONS
Potion bubbled in the black steel cauldron in my bedroom. I stirred the contents with a long wooden spoon and inhaled the scents of lust. Thousands of witches had tried and tested this spell throughout the years, but nobody had ever gotten it right.
Not until today.
This was my sixty-first attempt at solidifying potion and giving it a purpose.
After grabbing a pair of mittens, I took the cauldron off the fire and placed it near my bed to let it cool, to shape, to form. As the purple chilled into a slimy structure, I pulled back the blankets on my mattress and prepared for tonight.
If this worked–if it truly worked–tonight would be the best night I have had in a long time.
Fifteen minutes later, I returned to the contents and dipped my bare hands into the gooey purple mix. Excess potion dripped off the object, allowing the phallic body to finish forming.
My lips curled into a smile as I hopped onto my bed with the twiddling object.
I sank down into my mattress and breathed out a sigh of relief. After all these years, all these attempts, I had finally done what no other witch has done before. I created an object whose sole purpose was to fuck, a dildo that had a mind of its own.
The object leaped from my hands and plopped down onto the mattress. Like a fish out of water, it flopped back and forth; the head dribbling precum onto my sheets. I peeled off my underwear and spread my legs.
It floated between them and brushed its head against my entrance. Then within a moment, it slammed into my drooling pussy. I screamed out and threw my head back, sounds of pleasure escaping my throat.
Pressure grew in my core as the heat radiated through me. My arms flailed from the pleasure, a loud moan escaping my mouth. I desperately tried to control myself, but I accidentally knocked over theLover’s Potionon my nightstand into the cauldron, the potion mixing with the rest in the large black bowl.
Bubbles boiled and popped in the pot. Steam formed above the rusting steel. The cauldron shook back and forth until it eventually tipped over and spilled all onto my old oak hardwood floors.
Cursing to myself, I glanced over the edge of the bed while the dildo still rammed into my pussy. A glob of pink slime slithered out of the pot, tentacles writhing through the air. My eyes widened, and I scurried up to the headboard, wondering what the fuck that was.
Never in my life had I ever seen such a monstrosity. Not even at the witch academy.
Dildo plunged deep into my cunt, I scrambled to the other side of the bed to grab my staff, so I could neutralize whatever kind of concoction I had accidentally stirred up. But one tentacle rolled around my ankle and yanked me back to that side of the bed.
I grasped onto the bed sheets, the dildo still thrusting into my pussy.
With its tentacles, the glob pulled me off the bed and into the air. The mass couldn’t form beyond a mere puddle on the floor. Instead, it matted to the ground and tugged me in any direction that it liked. One tentacle gripped my right ankle, another wrapping around my upper thigh. A third ripped the dildo from my pussy and snapped it right in half.
“No!” I shrieked. “All my hardwor—”
Before I could finish my sentence, one appendage slipped into my mouth, another into my pussy, and a third into my ass. All at once. I cried out in pain and pleasure, my toes curling from the ecstasy rushing through me.
My head lolled backward, my spine arching. I opened my mouth wider, letting the tentacles use my body however they’d like. I didn’t know what kind of spell I had stirred up, what kind of monster I had created, but I couldn’t seem to care at this point.
They all pumped in and out of me at varying speeds, different lengths. Some rough. Others slow.
Another wrapped around my breasts, squeezing them together, the wet tips twirling around my nipples and leaving a thin trail of pink ooze. And one more slid between them to fuck my tits, the little pink suckers leaving red circles on my soft flesh.
“M-More!” I cried, words muffled.
