Gift: Magic in the Bedroom

Summary: While there's no magic involved in a slime girl's bedroom tricks, her genie impression goes a long way when charming her lamia lover.

Note: This is a gift for AltrixWrites and will remain a Patreon Exclusive. 

Leila belongs to Altrix. 

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Friday night had come about once again. Leila and Celes agreed to make it their date night every week. It was nice to get out of the house, see new places, and enjoy some drinks around town.

Leila was surprised, then, by a note that Celes had left for her in the living room. It instructed her to look around for her at home... specifically, in the bedroom. Leila clutched the note to her chest, the tip of her tail wagging happily as pleasant thoughts danced through her vivid imagination. Celes had gotten a lot of ideas from her romance novels, and she had a penchant for surprising Leila with all sorts of dreamy scenarios. Rose petals scattered along the bed, a chocolate fondue assortment to go with a cutesy romcom, switching up the bedsheets for smooth satin.

...Though it was getting suspiciously close to that other time of year. Celes had a penchant for pranks as well. As a shapeshifter, Celes certainly had a knack for getting the jump on Leila; the lamia was just too darn nice, her nerves too jittery. For being an apex predator, Leila was easy prey to a seasoned prankster...

Leila set the note aside, slithering up to the master bedroom, pressing a scaled ear against the door. She knocked gingerly.

"Celes?" Leilia called out. "Are you in there?" No response. Leila let herself in, opening the door to peek inside.

"...Hm?" She squinted. Resting at the head of the bed was... a lamp? A brass oil lamp, with a long narrow funnel; they resembled the sort that genies would hide in, according to Leila's recollection.

Leila slithered forward, her eyes landing on a note resting next to the lamp in Celes' familiar handwriting:

RUB ME ♡

"...Hmmm..." Leila smiled to herself. She lowered herself to the bed, allowing her tail to sprawl along the floor as she reached for the lamp, turning it over in her hands. She pressed her palm along the underside of the lamp; it was oddly warm to the touch...

It was such a compact little thing, a little over the size of a shoe. Leila had her suspicions, and lowered a hand to raise the lid resting atop the lamp; it rose slightly, albeit with some resistance, before clinking closed on its own.

"No peeking~" A familiar voice chuckled from inside the lamp.

"How'd you even get in there??" Leila gawked, trying to squint through the narrow spout.

"Heheh, a little bit of magic. It's a trade secret thought." Celes deftly dodged the issue. "Now c''moooon, rub me! Rub me rub me rub me rub me-"

"Okay, okay!" Leila conceded with a chuckle, turning the lamp in her hand. "Heheh, lemme get a good grip here..."

Squeak squeak squeak... Leila stuck out her forked tongue as she rubbed the lab, putting a little muscle into it. She worked in small circles that grew in revolutions, and before long...

"Oh!" Leila felt the lamp rumbling in her hands. She dropped it on her lap, watching the lamp with great curiosity. The tip quavered as Leila loomed over it, turning to face her.

Spurt! A stream of purple ooze shot forward from the lamp, flowing from the narrow spout before swelling into a current with the width of a baseball bat, and then a watermelon. Leila was flung back as the purple ooze pressed against her, pushing herself to the bed as the purple slime clung to her scales and skin, wrapping Leila up as it twisted around her, before the bulbous end hovered over Leila's chest.

Leila blushed at the intimate and sudden contact, but the contact, the warm feeling that gripped her body was all-too familiar. She blushed, unable to hide her smile as she looked up to the end of the purple ooze that had tied her up. It bubbled outwards, the slime shifting before her, shape forming from its endlessly shifting mass. Twin appendages split from the sides, lowering to Leila's shifting quickly as they formed into twin hands to take Leila's own. There was a strange jingling; Leila's eyes lowered to Celes' arms, admiring the pretty golden bracelets she was wearing as her eyes travelled upwards to behold the rest of Celes' body.

From the ooze, her torso shaped itself back to a gentle, heavyset form that pressed against Leila's, silken garments covering her chest and curves; Celes exposed a perky navel to Leila before leaning closer so their heads pressed together. From the waist downwards, she partly resembled Leila, a long tail of slime funneling towards the tip of the brass lamp. But the soft, silky garments that Celes enrobed herself with were revealing and sensual, giving her the look of an exotic belly dancer.

"Mm..." Celes leaned forward, her lips locking with Leila as she wore a sultry grin. "Thank you for releasing me. That lamp was getting awfully cramped~"

Leila giggled at Celes' little joke. It was nice to see her get more experimental with her bedroom games. "So you're a genie of the lamp?"

"Mmhm. And since you released me... that makes you my master." Celes' pointed finger gently flicked at Leila's nose. The scantily-clad slime woman slid down Leila's side, her arms wrapped around Leila's shoulders as she pulled herself closer. "And that means... I'll grant you anything you desire."

"...Anything?" Leila blinked. Celes looked like she was into this little bit of roleplay—Celes was, of course, no genie, and certainly didn't know a thing about using magic—but Leila was drawing a blank when put on the spot. Usually Celes took charge of their sessions of intimacy.

"Mmhm! Aaaaaaanything!" Celes beamed. "There's gotta be something you want, right?"

"I-I dunno, I... I don't really ask for a lot in general..." Leila's tail stirred. It was strange to be calling the shots for once, her eyes turning to Celes over and over. The way Celes' skin shifted on its own was so hypnotic, so enticing...

A realization struck Leila. She smiled, turning to Celes.

"Well... I guess all I really want is... you, Celes~"

Leila shifted suddenly, spinning around to pin Celes against the mattress. Celes gasped, looking up as Leila leaned in closer, her eyes swirling with hypnotic, swelling hues of purple, blue, red...

"You have eyes only for me, Celes..." Leila commanded in a sultry tone; honestly, she got off a little on the power in her own voice.

"Yesss..." Celes swooned, her own eyes enveloped by the trance cast on her by Leila. The slime girl relaxed, oozing along the bedsheets as Leila pressed her full weight against her, sinking into Celes' malleable mass.

Leila's fingers sunk into the ooze around Celes' chest, her fingers massaging her chest.

"You like it when they grow, don't you?" Leila tilted her head, before leaning forward to whisper sultrily into Celes' ear. "Then grow~"

"Aaaangh!~ Yes mistress!~" Celes obeyed, energy crackling along the length of her entire body as her whole being reacted joyfully to Leila's every word. Celes arched her back as her breasts wobbled, pumping with ooze until they swelled against Leila's chest in pulses. In a matter of moments, they had grown to healthy D-cups.

Celes squeaked as Leila groped her, the heft of her breasts giving like overfilled water balloons. Leila massaged them, her hands slipping effortlessly between her cleavage, her thumbs brushing over Celes' erect nipples. Squeezing them was so fun, like a stress-relief toy, but the way Celes shivered and moaned as Leila's hands ran over her form was exquisite.

Leila liked this feeling of power over Celes. Celes really could be anything... and tonight, she wanted to be Leila's personal, willing fucktoy. Leila wrapped up Celes in an embrace as her snake tail shifted, the tip rising to the foot of the bed.

"Spread your legs, Celes," Leila commanded. "I have a present for you... so I want you to accept it with pleasure~"

"Yes, mistress... all of the pleasure in my body~" Celes hiccupped, her chest bouncing as her legs spread apart... well, practically melting apart; she could feel her toes slicking together as her boneless limbs drifted off both sides of the bed. She presented herself to Leila, her purple vulva pulsating with need, yearning to be filled; her head tilted back, her body aching to be ravaged.

Leila ran a hand through Celes' viscous hair, cradling her head... and then her tail surged forward.

"AGH!?" Celes yelped as the hard, scaled limb suddenly penetrated her lower body; her body rocked as the enormous tail slid deeper and deeper inside of her, shifting back and forth as it thrust back and forth. Celes' hypnotized eyes rolled upwards as her hips shook with each thrust, her gut protruding as more and more of Leila's tail shifted inside of her.

"Give yourself wholly to the pleasure... a gift from me to you." Leila whispered again into Celes' ear, grinning from ear to ear as Celes' body wobbled and shook with every thrust. Celes grabbed at the bed sheets as her insides liquified; she was hot all over, inside and out, her insides grabbing needingly at Leila's tail as they reformed; as Leila's tail pressed deeper into Celes, up to her pronounced chest, her insides tingled, clutching at Leila's tail as Celes mewled, her body little more than a shaft for Leila's enormous tail.

Leila chuckled at the sight of Celes, looking like an oversized sex-toy for Leila... yet Celes herself was the recipient of all that pleasure...

"O-oh-" Leila blushed and swooned, her tail plunged so deep into Celes' pliable form that her own pussy connected with the goop; tendrils eagerly slithered into her slit, groping her from the inside in turn. Her breath shuddered as she pulled Celes closer... feeling herself hug her own tail underneath the thin layer of purple ooze that Celes comprised of. The two women pressed their heads against once another, Celes' formless body rubbing all over Leila's increasingly sensitized tail, their breasts pressed against one another, fighting for space...

"AANGH!~" Explosions of ooze rippled across Celes' skin, splattering across the bedsheets like molten lava, slipping from Leila's grasp as her body quivered, reeling from the radical climax that surged through her; Celes practically melted away from Leila, with her torso and head the only recognizable features left; the rest was just a puddle that stirred underneath Leila's sizeable form.

Leila gasped as Celes' ooze trickled out of her exposed slit, tickling her as it settled on the bed. The lamia slumped forward, pressing down on Celes with a gentle look in her eyes. It was nice to watch Celes peacefully zone out in a happy, hypnotic trance after experiencing so many otherworldly pleasures... it was a nice power to wield over her lover.

Leila stirred a finger through the purple ooze, looking over Celes with a dreamy look in her eyes. "That was so wonderful, Celes... I wish there was more of you..."

"More... yes..." Celes giggled. Leila blinked, wondering about Celes' strange reaction. Did she say something strange?

But then the slime bubbled all around Leila, practically enveloping her as it shifted to her back and along her sides. Leila froze up as Celes formlessly shifted around Leila.

Leila felt a weight on her backside, feeling Celes' hand press against her lower back in a gentle massage; she felt another pair of hands running along the length of her tail in gentle massages; still another massaged her breasts from the front as Celes reformed in front of her, her hair tendrils rising to stroke Leila's hair as she leaned in closer.

"Your wish is my command~" Celes uttered in a chorus of voices that echoed all around Leila. She had split herself into a veritable harem for Leila, all sprouting from the purple ooze as they worked together to massage Leila all over, fondling her where she was most sensitive. Leila could feel the nap of countless hot, heavy breaths along her body, exciting her all over as she felt the slime cling possessively to her, a thousand kisses dotting her body.

"O-oh, C-Celes...!" Leila swooned, toppling to the sheets as she gave herself to the Celes harem that surrounded her, massaging her chest, stroking her hair, stroking her tail, rubbing her pussy... her tail wagged happily behind her as she delighted in Celes' careful, nurturing touch.

So the night went, with all of Leila's wishes coming true. Perhaps Celes had a bit of magic to her after all.