By the light of the moon

by JJ Staxx

Tyler likes to be worhipped, and is psyched to encounter a sultry and very buxom woman who seems willing to do exactly that.

If you’ve read Incubus Dreams, Jade is the same character. As far as the timeline goes, By the Light of the Moon occurs about two years prior to Incubus Dreams. I am considering picking up Incubus Dreams where I left off if interest is shown in continuing the story. Let me know.

Peace Out

JJ

Goddamn, those are some huge fucking tatas. The view was great, but Tyler hated being in the passenger seat, particularly when a car, or a woman, was begging to be driven and driven hard. The car was a Mercedes Benz AMG something or other. Sure, it was a sedan, and it had four doors, but he could tell by the way it moved, the car was a fucking beast. And just like the babe driving it, they both begged for someone to climb into their driver’s seat, take control, and drive the shit out of them.

For Tyler, bothering to remember her name would have been stupid. But she was the whole package, long legs, tight ass, tiny waist, and stripper tits. And talk about tits. Most bitches never went for the massive implants, but this babe… Her boobs were bigger than her fucking head.

She had walked into the club like she owned the place, right past the doorman without a second glance. Every guy turned to look, but losers come last. He’d moved on her, no second thoughts, leaving all the other fuck-wits with a hand down their pants.

Ellie, his wife, was out of town on some sort of charity bullshit, and Tyler had been looking forward to this weekend since forever. They’d been married for a few months, and Ellie was okay, physically, but nothing special. However, she had been rich enough to make behaving himself for a year and a half worth it. He’d even been a good enough boy to talk her out of the prenup. Stupid bitch. Now, he would fuck around until she divorced him, take her for a couple million in the settlement, and then move on.

Tonight, the score was going to be amazing. He licked his lips, leering at boobs that bobbled and swayed every time the bitch behind the wheel moved. Everything about her smelled of money, too. The car assured a sizable bank account, while the tiny black dress and pneumatic fake boobs screamed, “I’m a fucking slut. Please bang me.” Rich, hot, horny, and dumb as a box of rocks, the perfect woman.

But… She drives like my GODDAMN FUCKING mother. He took a deep breath. At least the view was cock stiffening.

Tyler had to admit that she was sort of freaky. But, he’d banged plenty of women who liked to play the goth mistress. This bitch, however, pulled it off really well. She was obviously wearing contacts that gave her unearthly pale eyes. Her hair was dyed raven, and her features were sharp and angular, accented by an overabundance of makeup. She’d be it if there were a vote for Girl, Most Likely a Vampire. She also didn’t talk much either. Bitches usually talked your head off, mostly about dumb shit, but she drove in silence, not even playing music.

They headed out of town. The city’s light had faded behind them before she took a hard left onto an unmarked road. After another couple of miles, they passed through a security gate that had opened automatically. Tyler nearly gasped as they came up over a slight rise.

…Holy fucking shit, the bitch is made of money! The house wasn’t enormous, but it sure as fuck was big, big, and expensive looking. As they drove into the circular drive, lights appeared inside the house.

She glanced over and smiled before getting out of the car.

He fell in step next to her, ready for his first test. He dropped his hand to the swell of her ass and cupped it as they walked up to the front door.

No objection.

He grinned.

Stepping inside, Tyler’s grin widened as he looked around. Everything looked expensive. The furniture, the rugs, and the artwork all seemed like originals. If he could get into this bitch’s life, he’d just dump Ellie and move on.

Her voice was a silken purr as she closed and locked the door. “I want to show you my special room.”

“Absolutely.” Special room? Yeah, that makes sense. She’d be into some sort of kink and probably masturbated to Fifty Shades of Gray every night. But she wouldn’t be into the extreme stuff, nothing more than your basic goth poser. And he wondered which one of them would end up being tied down.

She led him through the house, toward the back.

“So, do we have a safe word?”

Her hand slid over his ass and gave a playful squeeze. “I like the way you think… How about the stoplight system, green, yellow, red?”

“Works for me.”

They stopped at a large door, and Jade pulled out a key on a silver chain around her neck. She unlocked the door and opened it.

Tyler’s eyebrows raised. It wasn’t the B&D playground he’d expected. Nor was it some sort of gothic fantasy dungeon. It looked like a temple to the moon or something, with a long reflecting pool, polished stone floors, and decorated in blues, golds, and silvers. At the far end was a broad flat table, accessorized with metal restraints.

“Come along. It’s time to play,” she led the way, nearly dancing the entire length of the room.

The sight of the restraint table was a little worrisome, but the whole place had a peaceful vibe, like the beach on a calm moonlight night. Total poser. She pretended to be a dark goddess but was nothing more than a do-gooder earth worshiper. Probably a fucking vegan too. Nothing to fear here.

Stopping next to the table, Jade turned toward him. “Shall I get you ready?”

He chuckled. “Ready for what? You’re not going to sacrifice me to your Moon Goddess, are you?”

“Sacrifice?” She grinned and reached down, rubbing his crotch with the palm of her hand and gently squeezing. “Oh Goddess, no. You’re here so I can worship your flesh.” She helped him strip away his shirt and then began removing his pants.

“Well, I gotta confess you got it right. I’m a guy that deserves to be worshiped.”

She slid down his pants and underwear, kneeling before him. “I can see that. How about we start right here?” Holding his erect cock by its root, she leaned in, taking him into her mouth.

Tyler groaned as her lips slid along his cock, her head bobbing.

She stopped too soon and then stood, kissing the tip of her finger and touching it to his lips. “I don’t want us to get ahead of ourselves. You need to stay nice and hard for playtime.” She tilted her head, “You’re not married, are you?”

He’d practiced this. “No, why?”

She walked away, half circling to the far side of the table. “I just want to ensure I’m not breaking up a happy home. That’s bad karma.” Grinning, she beckoned him to the table. “It’s time to climb aboard.”

Hopping up on top of the table, Tyler lay back. Bondage wasn’t his thing, but he’d indulge her for now. “I’m not exactly excited about those restraints. What if something happens and you hurt yourself? Is there anyone else around?”

“No one else.” She picked up one of the cuffs. With a slight squeeze, it crushed into pieces. “They’re plastic. My mother could get out of these.” She reached into a box under the table and pulled out a replacement.

“Okay, I get it,” Tyler laughed. He picked one up. Sure enough, they were light and flimsy, and the idea that no one else was around made him grin now. If the dumb slut became uncooperative later, he’d take control of the situation, and it would end up being her word against his. He relaxed and stretched out on the table, and Jade locked his wrists in place with faux restraints.

“There… I’m going to get changed. Just lie back and relax, and I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”

“I wouldn’t mind a pillow if you have one.”

“I’ll try to remember one when I return, okay?”

“Well, hurry back, babe. My cock needs to be worshiped.”

Tyler lay there, looking up at the ceiling. Jesus fucking Christ where is that dumb cunt. The wooden table was hard and perfectly flat and anything but comfortable. He thought about ripping out the plastic restraints, but that would ruin the stupid slut’s fantasy. Then she’d get all pissy and whiny, and he’d have to get nasty to get what he wanted tonight. Not that he minded slapping bitches around. Most of them deserved it. But if he did that, he’d probably never get to see those tits again or her bank account. So he lay there.

He heard the door and craned his neck to look. What the fuck? This wasn’t what he was expecting at all. She was slender and also bare-ass naked, but the jumbo tatas were gone, and she had some kind of nasty black shit smeared all over her face, hands, and legs. “What the fuck?”

She didn’t make a sound as she walked toward him, her hips shifting side to side in fluid arcs, her spine seemingly as flexible as a snake’s. Sidling up next to the table, she gazed down at him and smiled.

Tyler’s lip curled, “What happened to your fucking tits?”

“Hmm, well, apparently, you saw what you wanted to see.”

“You mean they were fake.” He half snarled.

She raised a finger to her lips, and Tyler recoiled. He’d sort of noticed them before, but there was something about the lack of pneumatic boobs that made her very long black nails appear scary sharp, like claws. She grinned and then ran a fingertip down the center of his chest to his navel. The razor tip left a white trail on his skin and made his toes curl.

Tyler yanked at the restraints. Nothing happened. They didn’t budge. “Hey! What’s going on?” He yanked again.

She smiled, “Like I said, you have this habit of only seeing that which you wish to see.”

“What the fuck? Let me up!”

Her voice remained soft, phlegmatic, “No.”

“Let me up, goddamn it.” He yanked harder against the metal cuffs and winced.

“You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep doing that.”

“I said, let me up, right fucking now!”

She traced her fingers over his chest. “What? You don’t want me to do unspeakable things to you? Things that will leave you sweaty and breathless. Things that will make you cum so hard that you’ll squeal. Shall I show you that and more, or shall I let you up?”

He stared at her and gave his head a quick shake. “Wait, what? You’re still playing?”

“Oh, absolutely.” She dragged a fingernail from his navel to the root of his cock.

The erection was nearly instantaneous. His back arched slightly, and he groaned.

A grin danced across her lips. “See… I am very… very… good at this.”

He shifted his hips as his cock grew even harder. Precum leaked from his slit.

“Well, do I worship your flesh? Or do I just kick you out and send you home in an Uber?”

“Wait. What were you going to do?”

She laughed. “Things that no woman has ever done to you. I’ll make you cum, and cum harder and longer than you ever have before.”

“But you’re not going to hurt me, right?”

“Hurt you? No. Make you squirm and writhe, oh yes. I promise you will squirm.”

“And nothing weird like sticking stuff down my pee-hole or shoving your finger up my ass.”

Her nose wrinkled. “Ew… Even if you asked, I probably wouldn’t do that. Not my thing.”

“And no anal at all. My asshole is completely off limits.”

“No anal, gotcha.”

“And you’ll let me up as soon as we’re done?”

“Wouldn’t have in any other way.”

“Then let’s do this thing,” he laughed.

Jade smirked, “As you wish.”

She hopped up on the edge of the table and swung a leg over his thighs, looking down at his erect cock. “So what do we have here?” She bent forward, taking his cock in her mouth.

Tyler lay his head back, closing his eyes. And… she was good at this, world-fucking-class. Her teeth never scraped his skin as her lips slid over his cock, taking his whole length, and she’d occasionally pause to nip and suck the rim of his cock’s head with her lips and tongue. He opened his eyes again. She was pretty fucking hot too. Nice slender shoulders, good boobage, at least a D-cup, and they rode high on her chest. Her tummy was flat, and her waist was trim, bordering on minuscule. He still didn’t like all the black shit she’d smeared on herself, and her pale, pale eyes were freaky looking—

He yelped. It was like getting hit by lightning when she ran a sharp fingernail up the underside of his cock, just enough pain to make his back arch and his toes roll into balls. Okay, the fingernails were kinda cool. Then everything stopped. His unattended cock bucked once and then again, demanding attention. Tyler lifted his head… “What’s…”

She held a finger to her lips. “Shhh…” Leaning forward, she blew a stream of air over his inflated cock’s head.

“Oh god!” His cock lurch upward, gorging itself on blood. He was so fucking hard. He was sure his dick was going to pop.

“It’s a nice penis.” She sat back, stroking it, driving him nearly to the point of no return but slowing down just short of release. “It really is. In fact, you’re even a bit above average.”

“What?” Tyler raised his head. God, his balls felt enormous, and he desperately needed to cum.

She’d backed him off to the point where he was still wood cutter hard, but he wasn’t teetering on the edge of a blinding orgasm.

“Your penis. I was saying, I think you’re a bit longer and thicker than average.”

His face flared hot. “Hey! No one has ever complained about the size of my cock. You let me up from here, and I’ll show you what I can do with The Beast.”

She started stroking him more rapidly as irritation sought to soften his erection. It quickly responded to her touch. “Oh, I’m not complaining, not at all. I like it. It’s a nice safe size.”

His cock lurched in her grasp, and he grunted before taking two breaths. “What do you mean safe?”

She smiled and shrugged. “It’s not important. Let’s just enjoy ourselves.”

“No! What did you mean, it’s a nice safe size?”

Milky skin flushed into a deep blush. “It’s not a big deal, but a couple of years back, an old boyfriend asked me to make him bigger, and after I did, he dumped me.”

“Wait… What did you mean by make him bigger?”

“His penis. I mean, the guy was already huge. But,” she rolled her eyes, “he wanted to be bigger. So I—”

“That’s not possible.”

“If you say so.” She bent forward and took the head of his cock in her mouth. Her lips and tongue attacked his swollen glans while she teased his balls with her left hand. 

Tyler fell back again, breathing hard. “Oh fuck… Yellow! Yellow light… Red light!”

She straightened up, holding her hands up. “What’s wrong? Are you sick?”

“No, I’m not sick! I want to know what you did.”

“To Tony? I made his penis bigger.” She shrugged.

“How much bigger?”

“A lot… He ended up way over ten inches long… Which was…” She blushed.

“Was what?” he snapped.

“A lot of penis.”

“Do it to me.”

“What?”

“Do it to me. If you can make my cock bigger, do it.”

She sat back, ignoring his erection, which began to slacken. “I don’t think—”

“No one is asking you to think. Just do.”

“Honestly, Tyler, guys get much more excited about big penises than most women do. Yours is fine.”

“Then why did he dump you?”

She blew out a long stream of air. “If you must know, we started to fight a lot because sex ended up more painful than fun. I also didn’t like that he wasn’t being exactly faithful.” 

“Ha! I knew it! He was bangin’ the babes. Make mine bigger, too.”

“I’m not sure–”

“Can you, or can’t you.”

“I can… but….” She sighed, “Okay, how much bigger do you want?”

“Ten or eleven inches.”

Jade’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Ten inches! Longer?”

“No, total. Actually, make it an even foot. I’ll make your Tony guy look like a schoolboy.”

She cringed. “That’s a lot of penis. I’ve never done that much. And besides, Tony had a lot to work with from the beginning. He started out at eight inches long and was pretty thick, too.”

Tyler’s eyebrows rose, and his voice pitched up. “The guy had an eight-inch cock?”

“Kinda… yeah, I mean, he sure didn’t need more, but….” She glanced down at Tyler’s cock, holding a finger above the tip. “More than doubling the length of yours would be a scary amount of penis. And I’m not sure I would even be able to do that.”

“Then do what you can. Make mine as big as possible, but not just fat. I don’t want a dick like a tuna can.”

She giggled, “A penis like a tuna can, that would be funny—”

“I will fucking murder you.”

“Okay, okay, no tuna-can penis. Uh, there is one thing….”

“What? What?”

“It’s not necessarily pleasant.”

“What do you mean? You don’t have to cut me, or pull really hard on my cock, or do something painful, do you?”

“Oh Goddess, no. It’s just that it can seem…” she shrugged, “...overwhelming. And I won’t promise you anything more than an inch and a half.”

“Jesus Christ, Are you stupid or what? I already told you to make it as big as possible. I’ll deal with the overwhelming.”

“No, you are going to stay in the restraints until we’re done.”

“Fuck that shit, no.”

“Okay.” She shrugged, “It’s time for you to leave.”

“No, wait. Why?”

“Because an orgasm will break the spell. And trust me. Your penis is going to be demanding attention.”

“It won’t be a problem.”

“Oh yes, it will be a problem. And I’m not going to waste my energy on a failed spell that didn’t work because you screwed it up.” 

“Fine, leave me tied up.” 

She sagged, her shoulders slumping while still looking at his cock, which had drooped too. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. Just do it.”

“Can’t we please go back to making you cum, really, really hard? That will be so much more fun… for both of us… honestly. And then we can fuck. I like fucking… a lot.”

God, she was getting whiny. “No! And if I don’t walk out of here with at least seven inches of cock, I will be totally pissed. And you sure as fuck don’t want to piss me off. Understand?”

“Okay, okay. Don’t worry. If you can manage to do your part, I’ll do mine.” Her chest heaved as she groaned a sigh, “Oh yay… This is just what I wanted to be doing tonight, working my ass off to make some prick’s dick bigger.”

Tyler closed his eyes. It’s probably all bullshit… Magic?.... doesn’t exist. But the tightness in his chest made it hard to swallow. Part of him wanted to believe, and that part was a kid again, lying awake on Christmas night, awaiting the morning. If any of this were true, he might end up hung like a porn star.

The witch woman was still straddling his thighs, but now she was being a sulky little bitch. She wasn’t even looking at him. Her eyes focused on some distant object, her expression dispassionate, and her hand robotically pumped his cock.

The good news was she’d finally shut up about a lot of women not wanting sex with a guy who had a colossal cunt wrecking penis. What did she know? And why the fuck did she always say penis? Bitch was some kind of fucking prude.

But, now that he thought about it, he should have asked for thirteen or even fifteen inches. Though, she had repeatedly said all he could expect was an inch and a half, maybe two inches at the very most. Two inches? It hardly seemed worth it. But… After she finishes, I could smack her a good one and force her to do a couple more cock growth spells. That’ll teach the stupid cunt.

His nuts tightened, but he didn’t even grunt, as his cock merely leaked its load of cum.

Jade cupped her hand around the head of his penis, collecting the sticky white jizz. 

“Is that it? You’re done?”

“No,” she rolled her eyes, “I haven’t even started yet. But this is your last chance. Heed my warning. You really do not want a huge penis. Yours is more than adequate. How about we do something fun for both of us instead? My kegels are amazing, and I love to fuck. We could fuck until morning.”

“Jesus, are you stupid or what? I told you what I want. Now, get to it. My neck is starting to hurt.”

“Fine, whatever,” she sighed, “suit yourself.”

She swung her leg back over him and slipped to the floor. Her nose wrinkled as she scraped the gunk off her right hand and into her left. Dipping the nail of her index finger into the slimy stuff, she used it like a quill and began drawing invisible runes on his chest.

It tickled and half-itched. Tyler squirmed.

“Hold still. If you keep twitching, I’ll screw these up, and nothing will work.”

“I’m trying.”

“Well, do better.”

Fuck you. God, she was getting all pissy and bossy, which was pissing him off. He decided to keep his mouth shut for now. However, when this was over, he was going to teach her precisely who was in charge.

Finished with his chest, she moved up to his face but stopped when he turned away and snarled.

“You’re not going to put that shit on my face.”

Her scowl deepened, and she reached for the restraints that held him to the table. “Then, we’re done. Get out of my house.”

“Why can’t you use water or something else?”

“Listen, I don’t make the rules. If you don’t like it, tough.” Her jaw stiffened. “And, just so you know, I should be charging you an arm and a leg for this. Whether it works or not. So either you shut your mouth and stop whining, or we’re done.”

“I don’t whine.”

“Okay, that’s it. I’m done.” She turned and began walking away. “I’m getting dressed, and then you’re out of here.” 

Shit! “No, wait! I won’t complain anymore.”

She stood facing away from him, wearing a grin, silent and vicious.

When she turned back, the smile was gone, and her brow had narrowed. “Do you think this is fun for me?”

Tyler kept his mouth shut, trying to figure out how to force her to change her mind.

“It’s not, and it’s not how I wanted to spend my Friday night. Goddess, I could have had an actual lover here with me. But no, I’m here with you.”

“Okay, okay. You don’t have to be a bitch about it.”

She cocked an eyebrow and looked him in the eyes.

“Okay, I’m sorry.”

“Fine, but any more bullshit out of you, and I’m kicking you out.”

“Okay, okay. Jesus, chill the fuck out. I said I was sorry.”

She smirked and then returned to work.

Sweat beaded on his upper lip as she traced the runes on his face, and his stomach grew tight.

Scooping up the last glob of gunk, her finger approached his lips.

He clamped his mouth shut and began to turn away. For a moment, he thought he heard a growl rise in her chest. That changed his mind, and he opened his mouth. Bile danced at the back of his throat as she placed the cold, bitter glop on his tongue.

Jade glided around to the end of the table. Her lips moved, intoning blasphemous syllables. She grew taller, darker, and a chorus of throaty whispers joined the incantation reverberating through the temple. Ozone and brimstone fouled the air. Her voice rose, shrieking rhyming tones, growing louder, and the light was sucked from the room. Pale eyes turned milky white, and she floated up, looming over Tyler. Piercing maledictions were answered by the howls of an infernal chorus.

Tyler’s heart hammered in his chest. His eyes widened. Her wraith-like form ascended over him. A thousand snakes seemed to slither across his chest. He fought to shut his eyes as the roaring cacophony shredded his soul with godless execrations.

He screamed…

Silence…

Nothing but pressure on his legs.

He opened his eyes.

Jade was sitting astride him as if she’d never left. 

Soaked with sweat, his skin was ashed, and he shuddered. 

She sat stone-faced for a moment and then eased herself back to the floor. Her arms folded across her chest as she stood and regarded Tyler with callous, unblinking eyes. 

“I don’t feel—” The dam burst. Blood flooded into his cock, fueling a fever that filled his entire groin. His voice was strangled by wheezing gasps for air. 

Jade looked up and smiled at the beautiful lady, pregnant and full, who had just cleared the edge of the great glass ceiling. Cool, silvery light bathed the room. Her stony gaze returned to Tyler. “There, it’s working.”

“Oh, shit.” Tyler’s abs tightened as his erection bloated, becoming stiffer than he thought possible. He flinched. “That… feels… Oh, Jesus. I think it’s working.”

“Imagine that.” She rolled her eyes, “Of course, it’s working. Did you think I was just fucking around?”

“I didn’t…I just… I mean. Did you really? Are you really a—”

“Oh, by the Goddess, just shut up. You’re giving me a headache.” Looking down, she gazed at his erection, “This is going to take a while, so you minus well make yourself as comfortable as possible.”

“It… it… kind of hurts.”

Jade rolled her eyes with a snorted chuckle. “My heart bleeds.”

“But… but…How long will it…” He grimaced, “Jesus fuck… How long will it be like this?”

“Until the moon travels beyond the window or you orgasm.”

“But…” His voice cracked as his kegels spasmed. “That’ll be hours. It’s too long. E… erec… erections lasting more than… more than a couple… couple… couple… of hours—”

Her grin flickered as Tyler began gasping, and his eyes leaked tears. “It’s not going to be a problem. Your blood volume has expanded, so it’s not pooling in the erectile tissue. Blood is constantly surging through your penis. Feeding all that hungry tissue, giving you exactly what you wanted.”

Tyler lay back, squeezing his eyes closed, trying to ignore the aching throb pulsing through his junk. Holy fuck, his cock was way too hard, and his nuts were about to rupture. Licking his lips, he swallowed as his breath stalled in his throat.

‘Clench’

He wheezed, wondering if he’d just cum.

“There, it grew.” 

He lifted his head, looking down at his erect cock. It did look bigger… somewhat. “Is that it?”

“Beggars can’t be choosers.”

“You… you… you said an inch and a half.”

“And it did grow.”

“H-H-H-How much?”

“I don’t know. Do I look like I’m a tape measure?”

The snark was infuriating, and for a moment, anger overrode discomfort. “Well, guess!”

She half giggled. “Oh, maybe an inch… more or less. Probably less than more.”

“That’s not what I wanted. You promised me an inch and—”

With no hesitation, she talked over him. “And the night’s not over yet, Spunky. Not even you get everything all at once.”

Tyler’s back snapped up off the table, and he yelped as his kegels spasmed savagely.

She laughed out loud, “By the Goddess, you are so incredibly annoying.”

He gasped several times, fighting to reclaim his breath. “So how... how much will it grow by morning?”

Her smirk widened. “I don’t know… Let me think.” Her eyes rolled upward. “You know…” She smiled and glanced back up at the Moon. “You might get exactly what you were asking for… If you grow an inch every thirty minutes, by dawn, you’ll have that twelve-inch penis you wanted.” She chuckled. “Who knew?”

Tyler grimaced. The pressure in his junk had started building again. It was nearly impossible to think clearly, but something seemed wrong with what the witch had said.

“Oopsie, my bad.” She laughed, “Now you know why I’m not an accountant. Math has never been my strong suit. Let me think…. Dawn is about six hours off, and at two inches an hour, Let’s see… six times two is… twelve… Right? So… Twelve…That will give you twelve inches of growth, more or less…. Hey, you’ll get that extra foot you were asking for.”

Tyler swallowed hard, trying to ease the pounding in his junk. “No, wait! I only said a foot total, not an extra foot, remember?” Again, he was forced to swallow as another wave surged through his cock. “I’m not….” He grunted. “I’m not sure I want a dick the size of my forearm.”

“Then I guess we’ll just have to keep an eye on things and make you orgasm when you’ve had enough. But trust me. I swear to you. I would never let you leave here with a penis the size of your forearm.” She laughed again, “By the Goddess, can you imagine? That would be stupidly big. You’d be looking for dates at horse corrals.” She tapped a finger on his chest, grinning. “Now, I’ve got to wash my hands and use the little girl’s room. I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Wait… Ughh.” His cock lurched painfully. “Don’t leave me….”

Oh fuck… Oh fuck… Oh fuck… was the single thought that raged through Tyler’s fevered brain, like a rabid squirrel running circles in a cage. He panted furiously, and his chest was slick and glossy with sweat and precum. The hard wooden table bruised muscle against bone, making the back of his skull, shoulder blades, and hips ache. But his brain refused to let him feel any of that. The only thing he knew was the pounding pressure of his cock.

“Hellll—” His plea choked into a gasp as his cock lurched. The skin stretched tighter, and the fever in the expanding flesh raged.

The Witch had been gone for hours. Where is she? She had to come back. He needed her to come back. He needed to make her stop this.

He tried not to look at himself. His cock had reached nightmare proportions. His back muscles quivered as they fought to counter the massive weight of his elongated shaft that bounced up and down, throbbing in time with the roar of blood through his ears.

Did she even know what was happening? ‘An inch and a half… maybe two… at the most….’ He sobbed. His dick had become a monstrosity, and he had few doubts it was about to get even bigger. Where the fuck is she? She’d promised. She’d sworn that she’d never let it get as big as his forearm… FUCK! He couldn’t look at the thing.

Ever since she’d left, the pressure in his junk kept building and building, then suddenly, it would explode. His cock would spasm violently and expand, growing longer and thicker in less than a minute. There would be a few moments of relief, and the cycle would start again. A couple of hours ago, it had gone from ordinary to extraordinary. Shackled to the table, he couldn’t tell how big. But it seemed like it had probably doubled in length, reaching ten inches or more. He’d been ecstatic. But then… The stupid fucking Witch didn’t return, and his dick wouldn’t stop. An hour later, the head reached the center of his chest …. Now, it could probably touch his chin.

He looked down again, and his stomach knotted. The massive meat tube was obscene. Huge veins bulged under tight skin, pulsating as they fed the wine bottle thick shaft. And… “Oh fuck,” came out as a raspy squeak. His balls… He could see his balls. They were enormous, too. His sac was probably as wide as a volley and rested on his thighs. Oh god, she had ruined him. He jerked at the restraints again, praying he might get loose. If he could just free himself… If he could just jerk off… Nothing; the iron bands held fast. He shut his eyes and became lost in the pulsing of his cock.

“Well, look at you!”

“Shit!” Tyler lurched, his eyes snapping open.

“Did I scare you? I’m sorry.” The Witch had appeared next to the table. She smiled tenderly, running her fingers through Tyler’s hair, straightening it.

The sight of her brought bile to his throat. He hated looking at her. The grotesque black makeup, the malevolent grey eyes. She was pure fucking evil.

“I hope you’re okay,” she purred.

“What are y-y-you—” The words were strangled by a sudden spasm of his cock. He panted several times.

Jade tilted her head, “What am I? I’m a Witch and a pretty… darn… good one. That should be quite obvious. Don’t you think?”

“No, that’s not what—”Tyler groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. “What… What are you doing to me?”

“Well, that’s kind of obvious too. We’re making your penis bigger. Just like you demanded.”

“I didn’t ask for this! You’ve… oh god… turned, turned, turned me into a freak. Make it s-stop. You’ve got to make it smaller. Please! I… Oh fuck!” He panted several times. “… I didn’t want a horse’s cock!”

“Oh? But you were crystal clear about it. I distinctly remember you demanding that I make it as big as possible. You were even thinking about smacking me around a little, you know, to force me to do even more magick.”

“I never said that!” 

She grinned and tapped a finger on his forehead, “No… but you thought it.”

“I didn’t not! You can’t prove that!” His abs visibly tightened, and he ground his teeth together. “Oh god… This is not… This is not…” It took him a moment to get his breathing under control. “You tricked me…You said an inch or two. You p-p-p-promised…” He sobbed. “Oh god, it hurts…” His shoulders snapped backward, lifting his lower back off the table for a moment before he collapsed back down, wheezing.

“I promised something?”

“Yes!” He nearly screamed. “You swore my cock wouldn’t be as big as my forearm.” He broke down in tears.

She giggled, “It’s not as big as your forearm. It’s so much bigger.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but his breath exploded. His face turned crimson as his jaw clenched, and tears rolled down his cheeks. “Oh fuck…Oh fuck…” 

“See, I told you it would be overwhelming. If I hadn’t secured you, you would have been masturbating for the last two hours. But look at how it’s paying off now. You’ve become very manly.” She ran a hand up along the underside of his cock, pushing it down against his chest while running the nails of her other hand lightly along the side. “Isn’t it amazing?” 

“Shhhhhiiiiiiit…” he squealed. Her touch fired electricity through him like he’d been connected to an arc welder. His hands and feet clenched into tight balls, and his cock fountained pre-cum under his chin. 

“It is sooo perfect for you, too. Imagine, you’ll be able to suck and kiss your own huge, fat, beautiful glans.”

The pressure in his cock suddenly skyrocketed. Tyler’s face knotted, and his voice rose an octave in a deafening shriek. His heart slammed against his ribs, threatening to explode, while his breath rasped in rapid gasps. Every muscle from his chest on down squeezed like he was trying to take the world’s largest crap. His eyes bulged as the end of his cock began to climb northward, passing his chin and then his eyes and finally stopping when the tip of the thing had vanished from view. The growth brought relief from the insane pressure, and his breathing calmed.

“Oops,” she chortled. “Too late for that. You won’t be able to kiss your glans now.” She laughed again, “but you still can lick the shaft.”

Tyler began crying again and tipped his head back, trying to see exactly how horrible things had gotten. His dick was so huge that his cock’s head was now higher than the top of his other head. “What have you done to me?” 

“All you asked, and more. And you can’t tell me you’re not enjoying this. Sure, your brain registers all this as pain, but you’ll get used to it. It’s really mind-warping pleasure.” Gripping his cock to steady it, she began squeezing the shaft. “And speaking of pleasure, Oh… My… God… I totally love this. Your penis feels like one of those big fat foam pool noodles, except really stiff, like it’s been reinforced with a steel rod.” She stroked and kneaded the flesh, occasionally stopping to trace a nail along one of the thick veins that fed the behemoth. Her gaze took on a faraway look. “It’s so warm, too, and the skin is so supple. It really is beautiful.” She fanned herself, nearly swooning. “Oh, Tyler, I was so, so totally wrong. Your penis is wonderful! Why hadn’t I discovered this sooner.” She began massaging the fleshy pillar with both hands.

Tyler’s whole body turned a visceral red and shook violently. He yowled as his cock convulsed, tearing itself from Jade’s hands and spraying a massive torrent of pre-cum. Immediately, he was huffing like a sprinter. His head pitched back as drool trickled from the corners of his mouth.

“Oh no, no, no, no, mustn’t do that. Can’t cut this party short, not now. I mean, my god, I totally need you, Tyler. I need your penis. I need it bigger.” Her eyes rolled upward. “I need it. I need it sooo much bigger.”

“No, please, I’m begging you… no bigger. It’s already too big. What am I going to do with all of this? How am I going to live?”

“Oh, sweetie, I’m not worried about what you’re going to do. I’m too busy fantasizing about what I’ll get to do. Oh, Ty-Ty,” she wiped a tear from her eye. “I am so happy for us. I was wrong to think I knew better than you. Having a humongous cock as my boyfriend will be the best thing ever! I mean, why settle for inches when you can have feet? Right?”

“No! Stop! Please!”

She didn’t seem to hear him. “I’m going to make us sooo happy! You’ll be the biggest and bestest, most sensitive penis in the whole world. And I’ll make sure that you will be able to cum at least a dozen times a day. Oh my god, we are going to have sooo much fun together.” She tittered happily, bouncing and clapping her hands like a schoolgirl.

Tyler’s eyes widened. She wasn’t talking to him. She was talking to his dick. She was utterly insane. I gotta… I gotta figure out a way to get out of here.

She giggled and kissed his cheek. “Don’t you go anywhere. I’ve got a surprise for both of you.” She dropped down below the edge of the table. There was a clicking noise, and the table began to tilt, raising Tyler’s head. “Hang on tight, Ty-Ty. You’re going for a ride, and I know all of us are going to love it.”

His cock began to itch, and the steeper the angle he lay at, the more intense the itching became. Eventually, he was well past forty-five degrees, and his flesh was on fire. Tyler couldn’t speak as his lungs rasped for air. 

Jade popped back up, beaming. “I am so glad you talked me into this. I promise, promise, promise that you’ll be so happy. And… you’ll get bigger and bigger and bigger. I can’t wait! We’ll do this every full moon for a whole year! It’ll be the length of a football field and as big around as a storm drain! Imagine how hard you’ll be able cum! And you’ll cum over and over and over again. You’ll never be able to stop! Oh, Ty-Ty, I’m so glad you told me to make it as big as possible!” She bent over and kissed his basketball-sized nutsack. “Best date ever!” She giggled, gazing at his mammoth erection, and made heart hands. “I love you so much… Oh, and don’t be jealous. I like you too, Ty-Ty.”

Tyler’s teeth groaned as his jaw clenched tighter. Tears streamed down his cheeks. Oh god… Make it stop… Waves of pressure ripped upward the entire length of his cock. The swollen bulbous glans had darkened to a deep purple. “Too tight, too tight,” he wheezed. His back arched until it nearly snapped in two.

The room seemed to darken. The pounding in his flesh subsided, and the world dissolved into view. Tyler blinked hard, clearing tears from his eyes. He could breathe. It had stopped, the volcanic pressure eased.

A stray cloud had drifted in front of the moon, and light no longer streamed through the glass ceiling.

He stared up. “Oh god,” he squeaked, “What has she done to me?”

His cock, a massive column of flesh, towered over him like the trunk of a tree. Mighty veins, as thick as a sink drain, snaked up its length, straining against the taut skin. Impossibly big, Tyler doubted he would even be able to stand up on his own with so much flesh. His life was over. He’d be nothing more than a laughing stock, a freak. His only hope for anything resembling a semi-normal life would be to have the thing surgically removed. If… I can ever get out of here.

The Witch…

The last thing he remembered was her laughing and dancing about the room as the pressure in his cock, and balls rose. He must have blacked out because his cock had been something close to a manageable three and a half feet long back then. Now… He swallowed hard. “Oh god….” 

Lightening exploded down the entire length of his cock as a million feathery soft hands seemed to start caressing the fevered skin. His back spasmed, snapping his head back further, and his heart rate leapt. He shuddered. A flood of precum roared up his urethra, arced into the air, and spattered across the floor behind him as his vision faded to black momentarily. 

What the fuck? What the fuck just happened? His eyes opened. Oh shit, it’s just the air. His dick was so sensitive now that even a light breeze was crippling. He’d never survive. There was no way he could live like this… Oh god… and… and this was just the beginning. The witch had said she was going to make it bigger… as long as a football field. He laughed and sobbed as the thought made his dick spasm with excitement and grow even harder. He wallowed in near ecstasy. 

A noise, his head snapped toward the sound. “Ellie!” He’d never been so happy to see his wife. “She’s crazy!” he shrieked. “You gotta help me! She did this to me! You gotta get me out of here.” 

Ellie’s eyes widened as she approached, and her jaw dropped. “Tyler?… Is that you?”

“You gotta help me! I know what to do! Listen to me! Just make me cum! Make me cum before the moon comes back.”

Her eyes bugged, “What?”

“Quick! Make me cum. You’ve got to make me orgasm. Hurry!”

“What is that?” Her voice pitched higher, and her eyes grew to the size of saucers. She gawked at his leviathan cock. “What the hell is that, Tyler? What is that...thing?”

“Ellie! You gotta help me.”

“Oh… my… fucking… god… That’s your thingy, isn’t it? I try to go out of town for the weekend to help kids with cancer, and this is what you’re doing?”

“Please! Just help me. You’ve gotta make me cum!”

Ellie took a step forward, her jaw set. “Make you cum? Make you cum? Am I supposed to find this attractive? Is this supposed to be hot and sexy? It’s not Tyler. It’s gross, and it’s freakish.”

“Ellie… It’s not my—”

“And you do realize that we have Thanksgiving Dinner with my parents in two weeks. What am I supposed to tell them? Do you think this is going to impress my mother?”

“No… I… uh—”

“Sure, Tyler. Whatever. Make excuses… and okay, my sister will probably like it. But we both know what she’s like...” Ellie’s left eyebrow began to twitch. “And, oh my god, didn’t you even bother to think about how inconvenient this will be? How are you going to sit at the dinner table? And we were supposed to go skiing in the Alps this December! Please explain to me how the hell that will work with that… that… thing jutting out from between your legs?” She crossed her arms, scowling as her voice rose. “You never think about anybody but yourself! Do you?”

Her hand rose to her mouth, and she made an abrupt snorting noise. “Oh my god, I can’t do this.” She giggled and then started full-on laughing. “Oh god, Tyler. You should see yourself. This is absolutely hysterical. You really should see yourself. Jade truly made a man out of you. Wow!”

“What? Why are you laughing? You gotta help me. Please!”

She rolled her eyes. “Good god, seriously? Me, help you? Why? Why would I help you?”

“I’m your husband. She’s crazy! That crazy Witch locked me up. She did this to me!”

“I see, and you expect me to believe that. After all the stupid crap you’ve been trying to pull? Why I didn’t see it until after we were married… Christ.” She shook her head. “I was a total fucking idiot, and you were one hell of an actor.”

Tyler nearly screamed, “What are you talking about?”

“You can drop the act, cupcake. You’re not the faithful husband, friend, or confidant, and I can’t believe how stupid I was for never having seen through it until it was too late.”

“Wait! You knew–” His teeth clacked together as a breeze wafted through the room. Bands of kegel muscles like iron bars spasmed as the breeze caressed his cock. The massive pillar bucked, and Tyler greyed out for several heartbeats.

There was a chuckle, and a door closed. The breeze stopped, and Tyler oozed back to the surface, able to breathe again.

Jade sidled up next to Ellie, and Ellie slipped an arm around the Witch’s waist, pulling her into a kiss. “Thank you, my dear, beautiful friend,” Ellie whispered.

Tyler couldn’t look away in time. Seeing the kiss made his nuts clench, and he shrieked as they pumped out another quart of pre-cum that flooded down his titanic shaft.

Ellie giggled, “Should we put on a show for my husband?”

“I’d rather have you all to myself without the audience.” Jade purred back.

“Mmm, I would love that,” they kissed again.

Tyler’s breath grew faster and faster. His vision turned to pinpricks and then to black as he hyperventilated and passed out. 

“Tyler…Oh, Tyler.” Jade cooed. “Wakey, wakey.”

He blinked and then glanced up at his gargantuan cock. It was real. It wasn’t a nightmare. He sobbed.

“Now that we have your attention. I need to demonstrate something for Ellie. So you just stand there, like a good boy, and try to relax.” She reached out a hand and briefly caressed the bottom of Tyler’s cock.

Tyler yelped. His head pitched back, and his neck muscles tensed like piano wires. 

At the same time, Ellie gasped. Her breath came out in squeaks as she bent forward, pressing her hands against her mound, her face glowing bright red. “Oh my god, what was that?”

Jade raised her eyebrows, grinning. “The tantric energy radiating from all that amazing man meat affects everyone around it. He gets aroused, we get aroused. He orgasms. Anyone within twenty feet of him orgasms. Through, what he experiences is a few hundred times more potent than what we do.” 

Ellie’s eyes went wide, “You mean?” She stepped up to the edge of the table, embracing Tyler’s shaft, sliding her hands along the smooth, tense skin.

Tyler howled, and Ellie’s eyes rolled back into her head as she lost herself in bliss.

Jade stepped forward to ensure Ellie didn’t fall as she stood there panting and stroking Tyler. Her legs began to quiver, and she staggered back away from the table.

Tyler had screamed one more time and was now slumped forward, unresponsive. The only sound coming from him was his rapid, tortured breathing. A dribble of spittle cascaded from his lips. 

“Oh god… Oh god...” Ellie moaned, rubbing herself with both hands.

Jade grinned. “You’ll need to be careful and learn to channel all that energy. Otherwise, you might end up orgasming for half an hour or more.”

“Are you serious? A half-hour orgasm?”

Jade nodded.

“Oh, please, yes. Mm-hmm, I’d take a dozen of those. Oh hella, yeah.”

Jade laughed. “I’m glad you like him.”

“Like him? I love him!... Hey, I had a thought. What would happen if there were like ten people in the room?”

“The energy would be diluted accordingly.”

“So… You mean everyone gets a three-minute orgasm instead of a thirty-minute one.”

“Essentially, yes.”

Ellie bounced up and down, clapping her hands. “Penis party!”

Jade laughed, “I trust I will be invited.”

“Oh my god, you’re at the top of the list.” Ellie studied Jade for a moment and frowned. “But before meeting my other friends, you probably should do something about your clothes and make-up. Hey, I know, the woman who does my hair is—”

Jade cocked an eyebrow, “Your... hair….”

“Yes, my hair. Is there something wrong with it?”

“No, it’s fine. It’s just that our styles are… different. It’s like that sweater you’re wearing.”

“What’s wrong with this sweater?”

“Other than making you look like a soccer mom?”

“Hey! That was mean.” Ellie pouted, “I like this sweater.”

They were interrupted as Tyler began to moan, his head lolling to the side.

Jade started laughing. “We can talk about this later… But see, I told you he could be useful.”

Ellie squirmed, fighting the urge to slip a hand into her jeans. “You did… But I never dreamed….” She fanned herself.

Blinking several times, Tyler looked over toward the women. His tongue was thick, and his words slurred together. “I won’t let you do this to me. I’ll get help. I’ll make you pay for this.”

Ellie exploded into hysterical laughter. “How? You’re nothing but a life support system for the world’s biggest dick. How do you propose going anywhere with that… horror between your legs? Call an Uber? ‘Excuse me, can you help me load my penis into the back seat?’” She laughed. “Besides, as soon as anyone discovers that you’re an orgasm factory, you will end up locked in some old widow’s basement only to be dragged out on Bingo Night.”

“I have friends. People will miss me.”

“Not hardly… But just in case. I had your phone and social accounts hacked. This afternoon, you announced that you were flying down to Brazil….” Ellie started laughing again and could barely speak. “...for a penis enlargement.”

Tyler’s eyes went wide.

“Looks like you went a little overboard.” Ellie held her stomach as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Oh my god, I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe, I gotta stop… Oh god, I haven’t laughed this hard in ages…. You should see the look on your face.”

Tyler’s mouth hung open. 

Jade glanced up into the night sky, “You know….”

Ellie clutched her stomach, calming her laughter, and looked at Jade. “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking we have another hour or so of moonlight left.”

“You mean… bigger. Oh god, yes! Make it bigger, make it a lot bigger.”

Jade nodded. “It is what he wanted.”

Tyler broke down and wailed, “No! No! Please. Stop!”

Closing her eyes, Jade arched her back and opened her arms to the heavens. The clouds parted at her command.

Tyler shrieked as heat poured into his tortured cock. The skin creaked, stretching tighter, and his cock strained upward, longing to touch the moon. 

Ellie wasn’t happy about it, but Jade escorted her to her car before Tyler peaked. It would be far too dangerous for an untrained human to be in the presence of that much tantric power. Ellie would have to train her body, spirit, and mind before spending time with Ty-Ty. Besides, dear Ty-Ty would require a fair bit of training too. He would learn his place and the respect that a Daughter of the Goddess was due. Breaking him of all his outdated views on women and patriarchy would be glorious fun. 

She watched Ellie drive off just as the sky paled and then wandered back into the temple. It was no great surprise that the last growth spurt had left Tyler unconscious. In fact, she was more than a little concerned that if she wasn’t careful, Tyler’s first orgasm might cause serious, if not fatal, brain damage.

She stood just inside the entrance to her sanctum, and her eyes followed the curve of Tyler’s leviathan cock as it arced up, nearly touching the ceiling. She nodded, “Yup, that… is a lot of penis.”

The van slowed, and the brakes squeaked. Ellie stopped in front of the massive wrought iron gate. She picked up her phone to text Jade. A moment later, the gate glided open. The drive up to the house seemed far longer than she remembered, and she parked the rented Mercedes Sprinter in the circular drive, close to the front door of Jade’s manor. She didn’t enjoy driving the oversized van. It was like piloting a container ship. And speaking of piloting a container ship, Tyler was a big guy now, and she would need something this size or larger to take him and his fantastic penis anywhere. Effecting a ringmaster’s voice, Ellie barked out, “Presenting Tyler and his AMAZING SUPER-FANTASTIC PENIS!” She laughed. 

It had been over three months since Jade had gifted Tyler with a mind-blowing set of genitals, and Ellie had never worked harder, preparing herself for his homecoming. Jade had constantly pushed her to work on meditation, visualization, focus, and concentration. And, then, there was centering and grounding of energy. By the time Ellie went to bed each night, her brain felt like someone had run it through a pasta maker.

She was also more than a little afraid of Jade now. The Witch woman was uber-intense and powerful. Ellie was also pretty sure she was seriously old, too. Not old like her grandmother, but Methuselah old. When Ellie had first met her several months ago, she knew that Jade was different. But she would have laughed if someone had told her that this woman could bend the weather to her whim, read minds, and commune with nature spirits, ghosts, and devils. It was nothing to laugh about. Jade was way more than just a little spooky. And Ellie often prayed that she would never see her angry. 

Ellie climbed out of the van, reminding herself that Jade was a friend, and she gave a quick wave to the raven-haired woman waiting by the front door. Ellie skipped up the steps, and Jade greeted her with a warm embrace.

“You ready?”

“The bigger question is, is he?”

Jade laughed. “Well, let’s go see.” She locked the door behind them, and they turned down the hall. “He’s pretty worn out, by the way. I told him to masturbate until he couldn’t orgasm anymore. So, you’ll probably have until around three o’clock before the monster rears its head again. How’s your channeling?”

Ellie nodded. “Pretty good. I think I’ll be able to keep things under control.”

“Just remember, never take all the energy into yourself, ground most of it.”

“That makes sense… So can I ask how big his penis is?”

Jade chuckled, “Well, it’s hard to get a consistent measurement since it depends on how excited he is. Typically, he’s a bit over eight and a half feet long, fully erect… Though I’ve seen him hit a full nine feet three inches when he gets himself worked up.”

Ellie laughed, “As you would say, that’s a lot of penis.”

“It is…. And he’s got the testicles to match. They need milking ten to twelve times a day… How’s his room, by the way?”

“All setup, just like you suggested. The floor, ceiling, and walls are tiled, and there are drains in the floor. The bed’s an oversized king, and there’s not much else around. He’s got the entire basement to himself.” 

“Perfect…. So, the easiest way to drain those massive semen factories of his is to have him lay his penis across the bed and throw a few blankets on top of it. He’ll pump his hips all by himself… Oh, and make sure he has a heavy-duty trash bag to put over the end of it. He sprays out about half a gallon of gunk per orgasm. So even with the bag, it can get pretty messy.”

Ellie wrinkled her nose, “Eww.”

“Yeah, tell me about it… Oh, and I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Sure.”

I’m working on a couple of spells that require fresh semen. Might I borrow him from time to time?”

Ellie giggled, “Oh? So now I know why you did this. You just needed a humongous cum factory.”

Jade shrugged, “I’m not going to lie. That was a part of it.”

“Well, you can have him whenever you want.”

Jade nodded, “Excellent… Where was I?… Oh yes, keeping him hydrated and fed is super important. He generates about five gallons of semen a day. That’s a lot of fluid, so I’ve been feeding him mostly those complete nutrition shakes.”

Ellie laughed, “Buy in bulk and save?”

“Exactly, and trying to mix up several gallons of the stuff in a blender is nuts. So, I bought a little electric concrete mixer at the home center. It’ll mix up six gallons at a time, and that’s usually enough to last a day…. You know, without Ty-Ty around, I’m not going to need it, so why don’t you take it with you?”

Ellie wrapped an arm around Jade’s waist and kissed her on the cheek. “You’re such a good friend and teacher.”

Jade’s milky skin warmed. “You’re going to get me all distracted.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Not at all. But… It would be good to get the business out of the way first.”

“Okay, okay…” 

“So… The other problem Ty has is chafing. You’ll have to put lotion on that penis at least once daily. He can only reach the bottom three feet of the thing when it’s erect, which is most of the time. That leaves over five feet he can’t get to. If you apply it slowly and easily, he won’t cum all over the place, and to be honest, it will make your pussy all warm and hummy feeling. But, if you’re running short on time, command him to masturbate repeatedly until he’s worn out. He might complain a little, but he won’t disobey. After that, he’ll be soft for a good couple of hours. Just hand him a big tub of lotion, and he’ll take care of himself.”

“You’ve got this all worked out.”

“I do, I do…. And he really does like his new life. But warning, his upkeep costs are pretty high.”

“That won’t be a problem. Those papers he signed a couple of weeks ago transferred all his assets to me. He was worth quite a bit. However, I’m not planning on keeping that money. I’ve hired a private detective to locate the women he swindled before me. I’d like to get their money back to them.”

“Nice, good karma.”

Ellie thought for a moment. “So, is he as helpless as I’m imagining?”

“No, he’s not helpless at all. He’s just totally focused on his penis. It’s pretty much the center of his world.”

“Kind of like your typical guy.”

“Exactly. But seriously, he can pretty much take care of himself, so don’t fall for the helpless act. And he does seem pretty drugged up most of the time. Truthfully, he is. His brain is utterly saturated with all those reward circuit neurotransmitters: Dopamine, oxytocin, endorphins, and serotonin. So he’s pretty gorked… gorked and happy.”

“I guess that’s okay… So where is he?”

Jade pointed to the door in front of them. “He’s in the small parlor.” She stopped, “Truly, I’m going to miss him. I’ve been firing him up a couple of hours before bed while I read. Those super orgasms of his make my insides glow and leave me all relaxed.”

“You can read while you’re uh… really happy inside?”

Jade laughed. “Sure… Once you’ve built your body up to it, it’s not that difficult.” 

Ellie did a happy little hop-skip, “Oh my god, this is going to be sooo much fun. But… I think I need to wait and make sure I have everything under control before I have friends over for that penis party.”

“That’s probably wise. Typically, he induces an hour-long orgasm for me, and that was a little scary the first time. It felt like it would never stop. Oh, and seriously, channeling that much tantric energy day in and day out is bound to change you.”

“Is that bad?”

“Not bad. But just be aware it’s happening. Whether you want to or not, you will become the equivalent of a Tantric Witch. Unless, of course, you want to be a Tantric Witch. In which case, I’ll be happy to train you.” 

“Would you?”

“Sure, you’ve already proved yourself a good student. I’d be pleased to be your teacher.”

“I’d be honored.”

“Then, so mote it be.” 

A warmth bubbled up through Ellie, staring with her toes and rising all the way to her head. “Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“So, do I call you anything special, like Mistress or Teacher?”

“Definitely not, Mistress. But Teacher or Priestess is fine. I’m also good with just Jade, too.”

“Why not, Mistress?”

“Because we are equals.”

“I’m not sure I’d agree, but I guess I can see your point.”

Jade chewed her lip for a moment. “Oh yes, and one more thing, and this is super important. There will be the temptation to turn Tyler into an orgasmic Disneyland ride for all your friends…. Don’t. First off, he’s physiologically impossible. I could easily see the government taking him and locking him up in a lab somewhere. And, then, they’ll come after you. Secondly, since he is a magickal being now, the celestials aren’t going to be thrilled about his existence.”

“Celestials, as in angels?”

“Uh-huh, and they are pretty hostile to our kind… We’ll cover all those basics later. Angels, devils, and demons are all real, and they’re out there. It’s not a huge concern, but be careful who you invite over your threshold. Okay?”

Ellie bit her lip. “Now I’m worried.”

“Don’t be. I’ll be around, and we’ll start working on the protections and wardings. You’ll do fine.”

Ellie’s voice quavered, “Okay…”

“Come here, sister.” Jade wrapped an arm around her. “You’ll be okay. I got you. Trust me.”

Ellie nodded, “Yes, Teacher.”

“So, anyway,” Jade opened the door before them. “...here he is.” 

Tyler sat in a chair. He cradled his scrotum in his lap, stabilizing the two watermelon-sized testicles with his hands. A fire-hose-like cock, that was as thick as a magnum of champagne, looped down over his thigh and lay spooled out across the floor like a sleeping anaconda. He was smiling as his hands caressed his titanic nut sack.

“Hey Ty, are you ready to go?” Ellie asked.

He looked up until he made eye contact and quickly lowered his head. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Do you need anything before we leave?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Well, guess what? I have wonderful news. You’re coming home today. So get yourself ready to go.” She turned to Jade, “What do you do about clothes?”

Jade shrugged. “I don’t… Other than providing him with a big stack of fresh T-shirts every day. He shouldn’t have to wear semen-stained clothing.”

Elli nodded. “After everything he’s done and tried to do, it’s hard not to think of him as the enemy.”

“I know. But try to look at it this way. You’re his mistress, his queen, his Goddess. That’s a significant responsibility.”

Ellie’s eyes widened, and she smiled. “That is such a beautiful thought, and it really puts things into perspective. God, I hope I’m as wise as you someday.”

“Give it time. You’ll do great.”

“I hope so.” 

Tyler had eased his testicles forward and stood up. His monstrous scrotum was wider than he was and hung well below his knees. He continued to keep his head bowed.

“Tyler?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Would you like to carry your penis out to the car by yourself, or would you like me to help you carry it?”

Tyler looked at Jade, uncertainty flashing in his eyes, and he bowed his head.

Jade shrugged. “You belong to Mistress Ellie’s now. You have to look to her for all things.”

His voice was soft and demure. “I would like some help, please, Mistress. It is difficult for me to carry my penis all by myself, and I don’t like having it drag on the ground.”

Ellie covered her mouth with her hand, fighting the giggles. “God, I love what you’ve done with him. He’s so much better now.” She stepped over and slipped a hand under the meat tube about eighteen inches from the end. Even flaccid, the thing was longer than she was tall. Soft and warm, with silky smooth skin, it begged to be pet. Ellie bit down hard on her lip and resisted. Turning, she braced the thing against her hip. “Come along.” She started to walk, using Tyler’s cock as a leash.

Tyler meekly followed his Mistress, just as he’d been trained to do.

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