Font of Fertility Side Story #2

The following is a sponsored Short with several of the characters from Font of Fertility. Major thanks to Bingbong for reaching out with this idea - a version of this scene may have eventually made it into the main FoF storyline, but handling it in a story like this means more Plot time in the main story.

I hope you enjoy FoF: Extra Big Magic Dick. You can expect MFFF, and some extra-extra large ‘equipment.’

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“Hold on a second,” Aidra said, grabbing my arm and stopping me as we were heading out of English class. I’d been a little distracted, reaching to grab her hand since she’d recently taken to holding my hand as we walked down the school corridors if we weren’t with Lauren, so I was surprised when she stopped us instead of heading to our lockers and then the cafeteria for lunch.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“You aren’t curious at all about why I told you not to play with me during class?” she asked. Another new routine between us now, even at the end of the semester, was a regular use of the ‘Ignore Me’ spell so that we could fool around in English class. Blowjobs, me fingering her, and sometimes even her climbing into my lap and riding me as Mrs Morrison lectured, or we had time to get work done.

“Honestly?” I asked. “I assumed you were on your period. That, or you just weren’t feeling it today, which is allowed.”

She chuckled and smirked, giving me a shrug. “Alright, so those are both fair guesses,” she said. Then, pressing close to me as we stood out of the flow of traffic in the corridor, she slid a hand between us and rubbed at my crotch. “But no, the reason wasn’t either of those things. I have a plan for today, and I didn’t want either of us to risk getting some relief too soon.”

I sighed while I smiled down at her, taking her arm by the wrist and pulling her hand from my crotch so I could raise it and kiss her fingers and black-painted fingernails. She’d been getting the response she wanted out of my dick as it started to firm up, and I didn’t want to waste any of my stored magical power to make it go down so I wasn’t walking the hallways with a boner tenting my pants. “What’s your plan?” I asked.

“It’s going to be good,” she smirked. “But it’s also a surprise.”

I raised an eyebrow. “OK…”

“Meet me in the Caf in five,” she said. “Then we’ll get going.”

“No hints?” I asked.

She shook her head, grinning teasingly, and then pulled our intertwined fingers away from me and down to her shorter level, sucking my ring finger between her black-painted lips. Her eyes were promising a lot, and I knew that she was going to deliver even if she wouldn’t tell me what she’d be delivering.

- - - - -

“Hey, Laur,” I said, hugging her from behind as she sat at our usual cafeteria table. She leaned back into me with a soft groan, turning to kiss me on the lips as she raised a hand to cradle my cheek.

“Hey, babe,” she sighed.

“Do you know what this plan Aidra has for us is?” I asked.

“Oh, I know the plan,” Lauren said, letting me go. I sat on the bench next to her as she continued. “But it’s not for us. In fact, I don’t want any part of it. Hell, I don’t want to hear about it afterward. I feel like I know too much already.”

That had me frowning. “Wait, is this something that I’m going to be OK with?” Aidra had fit into our dynamic so well that it was a little scary at times, and she was a fantastic switch in the bedroom when it came to the other girls. I wasn’t so sure I was open to letting her get more dominant with me, though. She was also the most conniving of my sexual partners, the darkest and most vindictive when it came to people she decided she had a reason to dislike or who worked against us.

 “Yes, I’m pretty sure you’ll be fine with it,” Lauren said cryptically. “I just don’t need to hear any details, OK?”

“Alright…” I said, even less sure than before as I looked into my girlfriend’s eyes. That made her smirk a little, and she looked like she was about to reassure me when Aidra came down the aisle of cafeteria tables practically skipping - which was a bit of a sight because she'd worn one of her black and white checkered kilts and it threatened to pop up and reveal whatever she was wearing, or not wearing, underneath.

“Have fun,” Lauren said instead, smiling warmly to try and give me reassurance as Aidra slid in to stand next to me as I straddled the bench, one hand rubbing my back. “And give them kisses for me.”

“Tell who?” I asked, but she just smiled wider and blew me a kiss.

I got up, narrowing my eyes at my girlfriend but letting Aidra pull my arm around her shoulders as she led me back out of the Caf.

“Alright, where are we going?” I asked.

“The sanctum,” she said. “But we need to make a couple of stops first.”

“Alright,” I sighed, still not sure where she was going with this but willing to go along with it. I directed her towards a classroom that was dark and empty behind the windows of the mostly-closed door - a perfect door to use for teleportaling. “Where are we stopping first?”

- - - - -

“Hey, you sexy thing,” Jordan grinned, her entire face lit up with excitement as Aidra, Lindsey and I met her in the lobby of her apartment building. For a second I thought she was talking to me, and while the compliment was nice and wouldn’t have been out of place with how she talked to me, it also wasn’t how she usually addressed me these days, at least at first. She went to Lindsey, though, wrapping the blonde up in a big hug.

“Hey, Jords,” Lindsey laughed, hugging her back just as tightly.

We’d picked up Lindsey at the Penthouse since she hadn’t had class at Cardinal, and my stunningly gorgeous angel of a girlfriend had been all done up and waiting for us - but not in her usual way. Lindsey had gone goth, at least as much as she could, for whatever this plan was. She’d done her makeup black and thick, her lips a blood red, and her bright blonde hair back in an intricate weave of a bun held together by black chopsticks. She’d also dressed for the occasion in a daringly sexy grunge outfit - a black thick-shoulder tank top made out of what was obviously a metal band t-shirt, though the spiky, aggressive writing and picture was completely unrecognizable to me. My eyes were a little distracted if I tried to figure it out anyway because the collar of the shirt was cut into a V that showed off a decent amount of her chest and the eclectic mix of black and silver necklaces she’d put on, and less cleavage than I would have expected. The reason for less cleavage was because she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath it, which felt like an odd choice until I saw the side-cleavage she was flashing through the large arm holes in the sides of the shirt. And the skirt she’d picked wasn’t much better than Aidra’s, only hanging a couple of inches below the hem of her shirt and the bottom of her ass. If she bent over - which she’d made sure to find a reason to do before we left the Penthouse - she was flashing all her gorgeous goodies, while knee-high socks finished the look.

Whatever the three of them had planned, they’d clearly coordinated because Jordan had gone out of her way to lean Goth as well. She had her luxuriously long, copper-red hair in a tight ponytail so it trailed and wave behind her like a horses tail, and while she was ‘disguised’ a bit by the extra-large checkered flannel shirt she was wearing unbuttoned, underneath it she was wearing a black leather dress with silver accents that screamed BDSM. That, paired with the black choker around her elegant neck, her equally dark makeup, and her wearing all of her regular piercings, helped her lean into the vibe even if she wasn’t totally matching.

Jordan pulled back from Lindsey, grinning with her lips and her eyes, and winked at the blonde before turning to Aidra. “Hey, you little menace,” she said, pulling Aidra into a hug as well - their height difference wasn’t huge, but still enough that when she pulled the shorter girl into the hug Aidra’s cheek naturally rested on Jordan’s collarbone and made it easier for the shorter girl to playfully kiss at her neck.

“Careful,” Jordan murmured quickly, grabbing Aidra’s hands as they started to slide down towards the redhead’s ass and holding them like an excited friend. “This is still off-campus student housing and I’m supposed to be following the BYU ‘honor code,’ and there are snitches around.”

We weren’t alone in the lobby; there were maybe a dozen other young people hanging around in what looked like a public lounge area and heading to and from the elevators and the front door to the building.

“Oh, ew,” Aidra said, screwing up her face a bit. “Seriously?”

“Mormons,” Jordan shrugged. “More than half of ‘em don’t follow the rules, and the bitchy ones who are willing to throw you under the bus are usually the worst offenders. It’s a small price to pay for being in the best creative writing program in the country. Arguably the world.”

“That’s fair,” Aidra sighed, shaking her head.

Jordan let go of her hands and turned to me, rolling her lips in for a moment and biting on them as she looked me over and took a deep breath. That pushed her small chest out a bit, emphasizing the pushed-together cleavage under her shirt and dress, and I groaned as we came together in a delicate, chast hug because I wanted to grab her and kiss her. Instead I just deepened the hug, slowly squeezing her tight and tighter, as she pressed her cheek to mine. “Hello, Master,” she whispered into my ear. “I’m so fucking wet for you right now. What can your submissive do to serve you?”

That made me groan again, more of a growl, and I resisted the temptation to do exactly what she’d stopped Aidra from doing - I knew that Jordan wouldn’t stop me, either. Because if I wanted it from her, she wanted me to have it, no matter the consequences.

“It’s so good to see you, Jordie,” I murmured back, just barely managing to resist sucking on the little part of the side of her ear that she didn't have piercings in. Instead, I pulled back a little and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek and a deep look in her eyes before we separated.

 “It’s good to see you too, Bub,” she said, letting the Submissive go a little bit as she grinned at me. She wasn’t as angelically beautiful as Lindsey, or as cute-hot as Aidra, but her quirky prettiness was just as attractive to me.

“OK,” I said, shifting a little so I was addressing all three of them. “What is going on? And why did Lauren want no part of it?”

That made Lindsey laugh, and both Aidra and Jordan snickered.

“Come on,” Aidra said, reaching for my hand and giving it a squeeze. “Sanctum first, and then all will be revealed.”

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes I wondered if they liked keeping secrets from me just because they knew I could read their minds if I wanted but didn’t because I had principles.

- - - - -

“OK, this place is way spookier than I was expecting,” Aidra said. She hadn’t been to the Sanctum before because we simply hadn’t had a reason to go there while we were together - technically as long as we fucked to completion with creampie at the end, any time we had sex it would be ‘worth it’ to come here to do it instead of doing it at one of our houses, or in a car, or somewhere secret at school. The magical gains would far outweigh the cost to get here and back.  

But that also wouldn’t be as much fun as fucking in all those other places.

Maybe I needed to figure out how to integrate a cot, or a bed or something, into the Amplifier to make it feel more usable. Fucking on a flat stone floor wasn’t exactly peak comfort.

“Agreed,” Jordan said, looking around at the equally new-to-her space. “I feel like it’s missing… stuff.”

“It is,” I grimaced. “Apparently, there used to be artifacts on all the plinths out here.”

“Right,” Jordan nodded. “Magical do-dads. Totally what I was thinking.”

That made Aidra and Lindsey both snort, which then got them glancing at each other and laughing.

“Then what are you thinking?” I asked Jordan, sliding in to hug her thin body from behind.

“Decorative curtains,” she said, gesturing to the stone walls. “Something to soften things up a bit, make it feel less abandoned. Unless all the patterns in the walls need to be visible or something?”

“I… don’t actually know,” I admitted. “I don’t know much about the Amplifier at all, really. It was all guesswork figuring out how to connect with it - that’s more info that I’m sure got carried off with all the books from the library.”

“We’ll get them back,” Lindsey said as she was climbing up onto the Amplifier platform, incidentally flashing the other three of us her ass and pussy from under her short skirt. Once she was standing again, she shrugged. “One good fucking of Esmerelda will get the job done. We just need to get her in bed with you.”

I was about to argue with Lindsey that sleeping with the Death Seat wasn’t going to happen, but Aidra jumped in first. “Speaking of one good fucking,” she said. “You two college sluts have all the time in the world, but Jerry and I do need to get back to school. We should get started.”

‘Getting started’ first involved me helping Aidra and Jordan up onto the Amplifier platform - not exactly necessary since there were stairs they could walk to in about fifteen steps, but after the little show Lindsey had put on, they didn’t want to be outdone. Aidra had me ‘help’ her up by lifting her from the waist, sitting on the edge of the platform and spreading her legs to raise her skirt and show me that she was as bare under her kilt as Lindsey was under her skirt. Jordan went on step further, giving me a look that asked for a kiss, and as I gave it to her she slipped her hand down into my pants and scratched her fingernails through my trimmed pubic hair and teasing her them just around the base of my cock before pulling away and taking my hand to help her climb up.

Once I joined them, I quickly found myself directed to the centre of the platform, sat down on my ass as I looked up at them as they grinned at each other and me.

“I hereby call to order this meeting of the Unofficial Jerry’s Most Submissive Sluts Club,” Jordan said with a laugh, making the other two giggle.

“What is going on?” I laughed with them.

“Aidra came up with an idea,” Lindsey said, and then pulled off her baggy tank top, freeing her fantastic tits. I noticed both of the others took a long look at them, just like I did, when they were set loose. “I thought it sounded fun, and I had a feeling Jordan would want to be part of it.”

“She was super right,” Jordan said, winking at me and then shrugging off her flannel overshirt, leaving her in her leather dress.    

“Lindsey also thought it made the most sense to do it here,” Aidra added, pulling off her own shirt and revealing she was also braless, her cute, smaller tits bouncing a little as she tossed the shirt to the side.

“Both because your three submissive sluts want to make sure you get as much power as possible from us, and because we have a magical request so limiting your power expenditure is also on our mind,” Lindsey said. Then she wiggled her skirt down her hips, letting it drop to the floor and leaving her naked except for her Vans flats and knee-high socks.

“We also wanted to see the ‘Sanctum’ too, to be fair,” Aidra said, unclipping the pin on her kilt and then scooting it down her hips as well, just as naked as Linds but lacking the socks.

“But mostly we just want you to fuck us hard and deep until our brains are melting from the orgasms you give us. We want you to dominate us,” Jordan grinned, unzipping her dress from under her arm and down her side, peeling it off to show she was as naked as the others underneath it. The tight leather dress had left lines in her pale skin that, under most circumstances, I would have had fun tracing with my fingers or lips.

“Did you three practice this speech?” I asked with a chuckle, making them smirk, snort and laugh.

“No, we’re just good at being dramatic,” Aidra grinned.

“Angie thought about coming too, by the way, but decided that she’s part of the Submissive Sluts Club but is on Lauren’s side of the table,” Lindsey said.

“OK,” I said slowly. “Girls, I love this, I love you, I’m excited to be here. What is the spell you want me to do that Lauren and Angie aren’t into?”

Aidra and Jordan both glanced at Linds, who I guessed had become the ringleader even if this was originally Aidra’s idea. She took a breath, bit her scarlet lower lip for a moment, and then gave me a look. “You know we love you exactly how you are, right? And each of us - and we talked about this - would have loved you even if you didn’t change your body to be more fit, or the original spell with Lauren to make your dick basically the perfect size to be big enough without being too big.”

That just confused me more. Particularly as we were both throwing around the L-word and Aidra and I weren’t saying that. Couldn’t.  “Yes,” I said. “Of course I know that.” I didn’t look too closely at Aidra, hoping that we were being general enough.

“You submissive sluts have heard about your, ah, witnessing the size of Beno, the other Fertility Seats partner?” Lindsey hedged, obviously a little embarrassed. “We’re hoping you would be open to, um…”

“We want you to absolutely dominate us with a gigantic cock,” Jordan blurted out, getting impatient. Then she looked at the others and shrugged. “We’re on a time limit.”

I started laughing, and all three of them looked at me with relief in their eyes. “I’m not hurt,” I assured them. “God, I thought you guys were going to ask for something way weirder or that would push my boundaries. And now that Lauren thing makes so much more sense.”

“So we can do it?” Aidra asked, dropping to her knees and reaching to start encouraging me to take off my shirt.

“Yes, we can do it,” I said. “Here in the Amplifier it shouldn’t be too hard.”

Jordan joined Aidra, working on my belt, while Lindsey grinned down at me a moment longer and held her own breasts, her thumbs rubbing over her nipples. “We’re hoping it will be very hard.”

I was quickly stripped naked, and it didn’t take much more encouragement at all for the three of them to get me hard - though they had fun doing it by touching me all over except for my cock. Each of them also made sure that they got a good kiss in, feeding me their tongues for a moment like they were competing for a Best Kiss award.

Then, at a signal between them I didn’t notice, they all sat back.

“Alright,” I said. “How big are we talking?”

“Well, definitely keep it proportional,” Lindsey said. “Not, like, a tentacle dick.”

Jordan blushed a bit. “I’m not, uh, opposed to trying out ‘tentacle dick,’” she said.

“Me neither,” Aidra giggled a little and then shrugged at Lindsey’s surprise. “What? I’m not a weeb but I’ve watched some nasty hentai. And I’ll try anything once with Jerry.”

“We’ll keep it proportional,” I chuckled, not sure how I felt about the idea of swinging around a ‘tentacle dick.’

“Can you just start making it grow, and we’ll tell you when to stop?” Jordan asked.

“You mean when one of us gets scared?” Aidra asked.

“Yup,” Lindsey snorted.

“Alright, we’ll do it that way,” I chuckled and grinned. “Here, take my hands.”

“Don’t forget to do your balls, too,” Lindsey added. “We don’t want a giant cock and two regulized balls, it’ll look weird.” That made the others chuckle as they shifted nervously.

Lindsey was kneeling between my legs at the moment, so I ended up holding hands with Jordan and Aidra, and they each held one of Lindsey’s, as I closed my eyes and focused for a moment to connect to the Amplifier. It happened quickly now that I’d gotten more used to doing it, and as I felt my connection to the natural flows of magics open up around me I pushed that sensation through my physical connection with Aidra and Jordan and closing the loop with Lindsey.

All three of them gasped as the room lit up around them with the starry motes and floating rivers of magic that were concentrated by the Amplifier and wove through the patterns of the floor, walls and ceiling, but also bent and floated through the very air in complex patterns. Lindsey had seen it before, but as I opened my eyes, I saw her marvelling again at it all. Jordan and Aidra were even more shocked, though.

“Is this what you see all the time?” Jordan asked in awe.

“No, no,” I said. “I think I could, maybe, but I don’t think it would be like this. The Amplifier concentrates everything.”

“Holy fucking shit,” Aidra murmured. “Holy-” A mote of magic was floating towards her, and she sucked in a breath as it touched her skin and then absorbed into her in a shimmer. “-Shit.”

“OK,” I said, also mindful of the time we had. “Let’s see what we can do.” Forming the spell to slowly make by hard cock grow - proportionally - wasn’t super difficult. I could have made it more efficient, magic-wise, if I knew more about the biology of all the parts, and how skin worked and that sort of thing, but I was able to wrap my head around a decent number of restrictions and limitations that the Amplifier was able to bring the cost way down. “Here we go,” I murmured and we all stared at my cock as it started to enlarge.

I started at a very solid eight inches - a big dick. I couldn’t blame Lauren or Angie for not wanting any more to deal with - there was definitely a size of breasts or ass on a woman that would be too much.

My cock got bigger, growing to ten inches. Elven. Twelve. The thickness grew too, with the veins expanding. The velvety ridge of the head swelling.

At twelve inches, I glanced at them and they were all looking on with big eyes, occasionally glancing up at each other, wondering who would be the first to call a stop.

Thirteen inches, over a foot now. Fourteen. An absurd length, thick as my wrist.

Fifteen inches.

“Stop,” Jordan said, blushing.

I let the spell drop, but not the overall connection, and all of us sat there for a moment looking at a truly massive, girthy, veiny schlong that would have looked more natural if it was a plastic toy than it did sitting connected to my pelvis.

“We could have gone a little more,” Lindsey teased.

“I don’t think I could take more in my ass, though,” Jordan breathed out.

Lindsey snorted, grinning. “Good point.”

“This thing is not going in my ass,” Aidra said, reaching forward, the first one to try wrapping her small, feminine hand around my oversized cock. She got just shy of three-quarters around it and stroked it softly. “God, this is huge.”

“The clock is ticking,” Lindsey said, nodding along with Aidra’s observation. Then she grinned at the others. “I think there’s enough cock for all of us at once though.”

Black, Blonde and Red - the only hair colour I was missing for the full range of shades was brunette as my girls leaned in and started raining love down on my cock with their lips and tongues. There was plenty to go around, each of them free to wrap their lips around any part of it with plenty of room to spare, the only jostling needed being completely teasing.

Having three separate mouths kissing and sucking the oversized head of my gigantic dick, working the sensitive ridge, sent strong shudders up my spine.

And they didn’t ignore balls, either, which had grown between my legs at an equal rate.

“God, they’re like big juicy grapefruits,” Jordan groaned through her steamy grin as she dipped down low, lapping at my sack and suckling on the skin. They were too big to suck into her mouth now, but she did her best to love on them anyway and both Aidra and Lindsy took turns working the other gigantic testicle while the other one licked my shaft like a humongous ice cream cone.

“OK,” Lindsey finally declared. “Time to see if we can actually suck it.”

“I definitely can’t,” Aidra laughed. “I can’t get my mouth around it.”

Lindsey got me standing up and encouraged Jordan to try first, my redheaded girlfriend kneeling at my feet and stroking me with both hands as she pressed her cheek to the hot rod she was working while she looked up at me hungrily. She had to physically back off a bit to get lined up, and then she opened her mouth about as wide as possible - wide enough that a dentist could have accessed every corner of her mouth and a doctor could have removed her tonsils, and tried to shove her mouth over the head of my cock.

She got about two-thirds of the head into her mouth quickly and then started needing to properly wedge and work her lips further. Jordan wasn’t just pushing though, she was working her tongue on the underside of my oversized cockhead, and stroking both her hands along my shaft. She ended up getting her lips all the way to the curved ridge of the head and couldn’t get any more through her stretched lips. She hummed in frustration and slurped off, then back on again and repeated the motion a few times, giving me as much of a blowjob as she could at the moment, and then backed off with a gasp. “That’s all I can do,” she panted. “Unless you want to help me magically dislocate my jaw, Sir. Then you could probably fuck my throat.”

“No, baby,” I said, shaking my head in concern as I went down to one knee and brushed some loose strands of hair out of her face. “No, that was already impressive. I don’t want to do that.”

“OK,” she said, and then smirked a little. “Some other time.”

That got me rolling my eyes and shaking my head because I knew that she’d circle back around to this at some point. We had all the time in the world to do it, after all, and so she had plenty of time to work me around to some of her kinkist ideas.

“My turn,” Lindsey said, and she swapped places with Jordan.

My blonde girlfriend had a slightly larger set of lips, and that must have come with a larger mouth in general because she was able to slide her lips around the head of my gigantic cock without pushing her full limit, though they were definitely lewdly stretched. As her lips slid over the ridge of my cock she looked up at me, eyes wide like she was shocked it had been that easy, and full of lust for me.

“Fuuuck,” I groaned, running my fingers through her.

She pushed further, taking about an inch of the shaft between her lips as well, one hand cupped around the base like she was a little worried I was going to try and thrust forward suddenly. Her eyes didn’t hold that worry, though.

That, however, was as far as she could get as the back of her mouth was full of cock and it brushed against her tonsils and uvula, making her gag. She almost choked but didn’t pull away, breathing through her nose, and then shocked me as she tried to go further, her neck flexing as she tried to swallow my massive tool into her throat.

This time she did come off, pulling her mouth away and turning to the side as she gagged once and then coughed hard. “Fuck,” she wheezed. “I thought I’d get it.”

“Jesus Christ, girl,” Jordan said, rubbing Lindsey’s back.

“That was so fucking hot,” Aidra added, holding Lindsey’s hand to help keep her steady.

“Baby that was pretty fucking impressive, and felt good,” I said, leaning down to kiss her forehead. Her eyes had been watering from the effort and now a couple of tears spilled free, trailing the thick gothy mascara down her cheeks - telling me that was likely their plan all along, so I didn’t wipe her tears away.

“I’d say I want to try again, but I don’t want to accidentally ruin the mood by throwing up,” Lindsey snorted, giggling a little deliriously. “But I think it’s got enough spit on it - you wanna try to ride it, Aidra?”

There was only one real way to do this, at least to start, where the girls would have enough control, so I ended up back on my back.

“Hold on a second,” I said as Aidra stepped around the absolute unit that was my cock to straddle it. It was as tall as her knees. “I’m gonna cast another spell, on you girls, so that you don’t get a fucking injury.”

“A fucking injury, or a fucking injury?” Jordan laughed.

“Yes,” I answered, then closed my eyes to concentrate for a moment because having three naked women around me wasn’t the most conducive to focus.

“Don’t make us more elastic or something,” Lindsey said. “The whole point is to get stretched to our limit, not magically have no limits.”

“We can do the magical stretching another time,” Jordan added.

“Fine,” I mumbled. I cobbled together a quick spell that would stop them from getting hurt by the activities we were about to do and released it over them before opening my eyes as the magic pulsed around us. “Alright, sexy,” I said, looking up at Aidra. “Go for it.”

My slutty witch fuck buddy put a hand on Jordan and Lindsey’s shoulders as th knelt next to me, steadying herself, and squatted down with my cock poking up between her spread legs, bumping against her smooth, pale stomach. My cock ended up around the middle of her bust. “Je-sus, I can’t take all of this,” she laughed, standing back up. “Guess we’ll see how much I can take, though.” She shifted slightly and squatted more over my cock, and I put a hand on it to keep it steady for her as she pressed her pretty little pussy lips to the humongous knob of the head. “Maybe we should have started with something easier,” she muttered, waggling her hips as she tried to find the right stance and approach. “Like fisting or something.”

That made Lindsey snort, and she quickly licked a couple of fingers and reached in to start rubbing Aidra’s clit. “Come on, you little slut,” she said. “This was your idea.”

“OK,” Aidra said, closing her eyes as she focused on the feeling of where we were touching. “OK, OK, OK. Here… we… go…”

Even with the spell, I was worried. I’d made it so they wouldn’t get injured, but I couldn’t just stop them from feeling pain because then they wouldn’t know what their limits were and they’d just keep trying to take more. I didn’t want them to feel pain, especially while having sex with me.

Aidra audibly gulped as she shifted her hips again, pressed firmly, and then my cock started to enter her. 

“There you go,” Lindsey cooed. “There you go, you little slut. You little cock whore for Jerry. Take that giant fucking dick in your pretty little pussy.”

“Oooh myyyy Gaaaawd,” Aidra moaned, bouncing on it just a fraction like she was tentatively trying a pogo stick.

“Fuck, this is hot,” Jordan mumbled, reaching up to take Aidra’s hand from her shoulder to hold it so that she could stand and distract the shorter girl with a deep kiss. “You’re so fucking hot,” she mumbled to her between kisses.

It took almost five minutes for Aidra’s pussy to work its way to swallowing the head of my XXXL cock, the fat, fleshy ridge of the head sending flares of pleasure through my body as they squeezed between her slick, flushed and stretched hole.

“So much,” Aidra whispered against Jordan’s lips as they kept kissing. “There’s so much.”

“You clit looks so fucking horny,” Lindsey cackled softly, still teasing Aidra’s little pleasure nub.

Once Aidra was past the head, almost like a buttplug in a butt, her pussy closed around it to grip the slightly thinner shaft, but the progress was still slow. I was filling her up completely - even awkwardly squatting the way she was, we could physically see the invasion of her inner vagina by my magic dick as it forced her body to adapt.

“Ohhh my God,” Aidra suddenly gasped. “That’s my-Holy-fuckfuckfuck-my g-spot, oh my God, oh my Goooo-” She lost her breath as she came.

“Good giiiirl,” Lindsey cheered her on, rubbing the bulge in her lower abdomen and putting even more pressure on where my gigantic cock was pushing against her G-Spot. “Good girl!”

“Can you squirt for him?” Jordan asked Aidra. “Are you going to squirt for him, Aidra?”

“Mhmm,” Aidra whined, nodding vigorously. She was covered in sweat now from the effort of taking this gigantic cock into her body, her hair sticking to her face and shoulders, her makeup running down her cheeks. Every breath made her lips shudder and her chest flutter.

“Do it,” Lindsey encouraged. “Squirt for him, Aidra.”

For a second I didn’t need my magic at all to hold back my orgasm because the building pressure in Aidra was mimicked on her face, and I had a horrid flashback to Grade 9 Science and the ‘Miracle of Life’ video that served as both biology lesson and suggestion that contraceptives were important.

“Oh, fuck,” Aidra said, hr voice dropping an entire octave and her expression going slack as her orgasm hit her, and then her back arched and her chest practically pointed at the ceiling as she started to come again, her body bouncing a little on my huge cock, as she sprayed squirt out of pressured internal workings. “Huuuuuuuuuuhh,” she howled.

Jordan and Lindsey were ready for Aidra’s muscles to give out, catching her before she toppled in any direction, and they slowly helped the small girl to pull off of my gigantic cock. Her pussy was bright red and gaping like a gonzo porn asshole, flexing over and over like it was trying to recover from the trauma of what we’d just done to it and wasn’t sure it would ever be the same again. The girls helped her down to cuddle next to me, and Aidra clung to me as she tried to catch her breath.

“So…” Lindsey said after a moment, turning to Jordan. “Rock, paper, scissors for who goes next?”

- - - - -

“Yesssss,” Lindsey hissed as I slowly but forcefully worked my cock in and out of her from behind. She was kneeling on the Amplifier platform on her hands and knees, her back arched to give me the best access. Aidra had ended up taking about nine inches of dick. Jordan, who went second, managed ten before the pressure on her cervix had sent her into a screaming orgasm of her own that had squirt bubbling out of her pussy and running down the rest of my ridiculously huge shaft like a runny faucet.

Lindsey could take a full twelve inches before she felt that overwhelming pressure, and it didn’t make her squirt, though she did end up sweaty and a little delirious like the others. She dismounted before she rolled into a particularly huge orgasm, though, because she wanted me to fuck her with the giant cock while watching what Aidra was doing to Jordan.

While Jordan had still been having her turn, Aidra had recovered and then asked me permission to be Dominant with Jordan. I’d in turn looked to my quirky redhead and asked her point blank if she was comfortable if I shared her with Aidra for the time being her answer had been, “My heart and soul are yours alone, Sir. My body is yours to use and share as you see fit.” And, when pressed, she’d grimaced a grin since she was stuffed with the giant cock and said, “Yes, God, it would be hot as hell. If you allow it.”

So Aidra was getting a chance to flex her dominant side with Jordan, and currently had her entire hand up the redhead’s stretched cunt as Jordan moaned and thrashed her head, which in turn made her long copper-red ponytail fling back and forth. Her entire body was flushed, her nipples bright pink from being teased harshly once Aidra had gotten my permission.

“God, that’s hot,” Lindsey moaned under me, her eyes trained on the other two girls. Then she broke that focus and leaned her weight onto one hand so she could turn her torso and silently beg me for a kiss. When I gave it to her it was searing.

“Are you going to come, baby?” I asked her gently, trying my best to give her those long, slow strokes that stopped just before her limit.

“Oh my God, Jerry,” she whispered, laughing breathily. “I’ve been coming this whole fucking time. My body is on fire and feels like mush at the same time.”

That made me grin, and I kissed her again.

“Do you want to come now?” she asked.

I nodded - the pressure had been building, held at bay by magic, for a while now. “Where?” I asked. “Do you want it?”

“God, I do,” she mumbled. “And one of us would be best but… it wouldn’t be fair. You should cover us.”

I wanted to blast inside one of the three beautiful, submissive, horny as hell sluts who had come up with this whole idea. But the idea of coating the three of them was almost as enticing.

“OK,” I groaned and started pulling out of her.

Just like the others, Lindsey’s pussy gaped and started clenching as my cock left her depths stretched open like a fleshy tunnel before it could start closing up.

“Alright you two fuck toys,” Lindsey said, raising her voice even though she sounded tired. “Stop playing Slut-Muppet and Jim Whore-son and get over here to get properly showered in Jeremiah’s cum.”

It took a long moment for Aidra to extract her first from Jordan, and another for Jordan to explain to Aidra the joke because apparently in a Witch household she hadn’t even seen The Muppets. Lindsey was a little busy fucking her mouth on the head of my cock again, slurping the taste of herself off of it.

They lined up together, three pretty, sweaty, make-up streaked smiling faces grinning up at me as they used all six of their hands to stroke my ridiculous massive cock and massage my equally silly-sized, and boiling for release, testicles.

“Ready?” I grunted.

“Cram us, baby,” Lindsey moaned.

“Mark us,” Jordan agreed.

“God, this is so fucking fun,” Aidra grinned.

I let go of my stranglehold on my orgasm, and for a moment I thought maybe I’d done something wrong because nothing happened, but then my orgasm came careening down the interior pipes of my body like a bowling ball shot out of a cannon and bouncing around the inside of a maze.

There were times in the past when I’d experienced my orgasm as ‘erupting’ out of me - never again would I describe it that way unless it was this feeling again. Cum came out of me like a dam had just burst and the Pacific ocean was what it had been holding back. The first blast hit Lindsey right in the chin and was so forceful it rocked her back from her knees to her butt. Then it was a free for all as the stroking became more haphazard, my humongous cock stiffly waggled around and flexed and spread my seed almost at random.

I had very little control over the entire process because the relief was almost painful and I may have blacked out.  

When my breathing kicked back in and my vision cleared a bit, I was laughing. It was a natural response, I think, to the utterly ridiculous, pleasurable experience. Especially because the girls were laughing just as hysterically.

It hadn’t been a facial. They looked like they’d been attacked by a goo monster, or someone had dumped a bucket of streaky slime all over their fronts.

“Holy fuck,” Aidra laughed, coughing a little to catch her breath.

“I think I might be pregnant,” Jordan snickered. “I don’t see how I couldn’t be with this much cum on me.”

That made Lindsey start cackling some more, and she put her hand down to shift her weight and slipped like she was covered in oil, collapsing to the floor and just laughing even harder.

I shook my head, finally catching my breath. “OK, ladies,” I said. “Say goodbye to the Monster Cock. I need to start cleaning us up. Aidra and I are definitely already late.”

“Bye, Monster Cock,” all three of them chimed in chorus, and then started giggling again.

I accessed my magic and triggered the ‘off’ portion of the growth spell I’d set up, and my poor, abused cock started to shrink back to its previous size.

“Next time we go a little smaller and we try anal,” Lindsey said to the others as she wiped cum from dripping into her eyes. 

“Totally,” Jordan agreed.

“I dunno,” Aidra hedged.

“Jesus Christ,” I sighed, shaking my head. 

My girls were fucking crazy.