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Though the winter solstice had come and gone, the days were still short since Andy’s return from Paris two months ago.
The sun had set hours ago, leaving the office dark save for her small task light, and the desk lamp in Miranda’s office.
Andy rolled her neck from side to side as she tried to work out the chronic crick she got in her neck at the end of every long week when she heard a booming thud followed by a yelp.
Running into the editor’s office, she saw Miranda standing next to her desk; a glimmering box and a silver bangle lay on the carpet before her.
“Miranda? Are you alright?” Andy questioned, slowly stepping closer to her boss as she scanned her for any injuries.
“Don’t come any closer!” Miranda frantically let out.
Ignoring the older woman’s order, Andy stepped closer to Miranda and implored, “Please, Miranda. What happened?”
“I said stay back!” Miranda nearly bellowed as she attempted to shuffle back out of Andy’s reach.
In her hasty retreat, Miranda accidentally backed into one of the chairs and soon found herself losing her balance. Just before she lost her footing for good, Andy reached out and grasped Miranda by the wrist, righting her back onto her feet.
As if burned, Miranda reflexively wrenched her wrist away from where Andy had held it before doubling over.
Wide eyes held open in surprise and utter confusion, Andy watched as a tent shape formed under Miranda’s knee length pencil skirt.
“Y-you have a…” Andy stuttered.
Before the brunette could finish her sentence, a flash of light popped and a disembodied voice spoke from the freestanding, full length mirror in the corner.
“Yes, sweetheart. She has a penis, and quite a prodigious one at that. Perhaps our finest work yet!”
Both women’s heads shot to the mirror.
There, a smoky, humanoid mask spoke, “No, you’re not going crazy, and yes, I am real. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, it’s my duty to tell you the rules of this predicament.”
Feeling her knees weaken, Andy carefully grabbed Miranda by the sleeve of her blouse and pulled her down into a chair before seating herself.
Miranda brought her hands down in an attempt to conceal the growing bulge at her groin.
“What’s happening? Who are you? What are you?” Andy sputtered out.
The Mask in the mirror did what looked like its best approximation of rolling its eyes before responding, “I’m here as a liaison for a much more powerful being. The enchantment was cast into that bracelet, and once touched, the power took hold. Someone had commissioned my maker for a curse of this variety in an attempt to cause damage. You’ve made an enemy very upset, it seems.”
“Irv,” Miranda bit out, glaring at the fallen jewelry on the floor.
“Ah yes, if that’s the name of the short, balding, childish dud who barged into my maker’s studio, then yes. He came in raving about how he’d make you pay, and that he needed a way to ensure your absence at an upcoming fundraiser ball? Whatever, I wasn’t really paying attention because the human was being very annoying,” the Mask said.
“Now, the rules of the spell dictate that there be a loophole for this scenario. You will be stuck with this cursed appendage for eternity unless you can solicit someone to help you,” the Mask continued. “The actions necessary to meet the loophole exit clause have been laid out on that card I’ve magicked onto your desk there. Should you meet those requirements, the curse will be broken, and you will return to your previous self."
Andy immediately jumped to her feet, walking to the desk to find the card.
Craning her neck back as she went, she said to Miranda, “This is good, Miranda. We’ll break the spell, and it’ll be like this… never happened.”
Andy’s voice petered out as she found the card and began to read.
“Uh, yeah, so that’s my cue to leave. I’ve told you all that you need to know, so bye!” The Mask hurriedly said before swiftly poof-ing away.
Gingerly turning in her chair to face her assistant, Miranda impatiently asked, “Well, what does it say?”
Andy took a deep breath before bravely responding, “It says… it says that you and your willing partner must engage in intercourse, and that magic from the spell will expel out of your body with every completion you have. The enchantment will be broken once you’ve dispelled all of the magic out of your body.”
Miranda’s mouth fell open as she paled.
“You’re saying that I have to - I have to fuck this spell away?!” She hissed, seething with anger.
”Y-yes, at least according to this,” Andy gulped before continuing, “There’s more. In order for the magical expulsion to actually happen, you have to release inside your partner, and once the first release occurs, you cannot be unsheathed from your partner for more than twenty minutes at a time. You only have twenty-four hours to complete the expulsion process before the loophole closes.”
At a loss for words, Miranda could do nothing but despondently stare ahead.
Clutching the card in her hand, Andy shakily returned to sit in the chair next to Miranda before grabbing one of the older woman’s hands.
“It’s okay, Miranda. I’ll help you, of course. We’ll do this together,” she said reassuringly.
Pale blue eyes slowly trained themselves on the brunette’s face.
“I-I can’t ask that of you, Andréa. And even if I could, what if the magic hurts you?” Miranda whispered.
Thrusting the card at Miranda, Andy said, "It explicitly says here on the bottom that the release fluids are not damaging to the receiving partner. Rather, it acts as an aphrodisiac for both parties.”
Taking a chance, Andy began rubbing her thumb in soothing circles.
“Please, Miranda. Let me help you,” Andy beseeched, brown eyes pleading.
Sucking in a deep breath before slowly letting it out, Miranda conceded, “Very well. Meet me at the townhouse as soon as you can.”
Andy scrunched her face up in confusion as she asked, “Aren’t I coming with you now?”
Casting her gaze downwards at the sizeable protrusion poking up under her skirt, Miranda quirked an eyebrow as she responded, “I believe I’ll need you to pick up some lubricant on the way, and I’m at a loss for how to explain to Roy the need to stop at the adult shop.”
They had been sitting in silence in the two armchairs of Miranda’s bedroom for the past five minutes.
Andy had arrived at the townhouse not long after Miranda. The older woman, encased in a silky maroon robe, had led them upstairs to her bedroom and immediately poured them each two fingers of whisky.
The pair had been nursing their drinks in awkward tension ever since.
“So, uh, how should we start this?” Andy asked, a hand reaching up to nervously scratch at the side of her neck.
Miranda took a deep breath and looked upwards before responding, “I really am at a loss, Andréa.”
Andy cleared her throat and was about to respond when that now familiar flash of light crackled in the small, circular mirror that hung adjacent to the pair.
The Mask was back.
“Honestly, ladies; it’s not that hard! I’m not supposed to be helping, but you guys seem like you really need it. You’ve just gotta start, and the spell will guide you. The further you go, the easier it’ll get. It’ll all feel real intuitive!” The Mask explained.
Stealing a glance at Miranda, Andy watched as her brow furrowed and she began nodding slightly, as if to herself.
“Uh, thanks?” Andy responded.
“Don’t mention it. And a last, quick tip before I go for good; there’s more than one way to release, if you know what I mean. Just follow that intuition. Okay, bye for real!”
With those parting words, The Mask disappeared with a small bang and puff of white smoke.
Clearing her throat, Andy got up and took Miranda’s hands. The editor looked up at the younger woman as she was pulled up. Now face to face with no heels, Miranda stood a little shorter than Andy.
Gazing at each other, Andy let out a huff and muttered under her breath, “Oh, fuck it,” before she grasped Miranda’s neck with one hand and brought their mouths together.
At the first brush of their lips touching, it was like an electric current ran between the two, so strong that it startled them both, and they abruptly separated in astonishment.
Running between the spit that shone on their lips was what looked like soft string in a shade somewhere between sky and azure blue; cerulean.
Bringing her fingers up to touch the blue substance, Miranda knew there was no mistaking it for anything other than what it was - magic, or more specifically, the cursed magic ejecting itself from her body.
The initial surprise having worn off, the pair just stared at each other for a beat before Miranda stepped forward again.
With her gaze trained upon the brunettes face, she brought her hands up and around Andy’s torso to slowly undo the zipper of her dress.
Taking the obvious hint, Andy stepped out of the garment and very unceremoniously tossed it onto the armchair she had vacated moments before.
Andy couldn’t help but flush as she observed Miranda studying her, feeling bare in her revealing undergarments.
As Miranda’s gaze travelled up and down Andy’s figure, the bulge at her groin got more and more noticeable.
Andy reached behind herself, unclasping her bra.
The editor clenched her jaw, the straining of her erection under the close of her robe now incredibly prominent. Coming closer, Miranda brought her hands to Andrea’s waist and locked their mouths back together.
This time, they weren’t surprised by the magical electric currents. Instead of shock, it was as if they were being injected with jolts of shared arousal.
Andy’s hands gripped onto Miranda’s robe, trying to pull her ever closer as her tongue slipped gently into Miranda’s mouth, lapping inside.
As their mouths glided hotly against one another, Miranda’s hands trailed up to Andy’s heavy breasts. There, she held them in her hands, feeling their heft in her palms as Andrea moaned into her mouth.
Miranda took the pink knots that had formed between her forefinger and thumb, gently rolling with increasing pressure as the younger woman bucked her chest into her.
Their lips slipped past one another, tongues exploring, and with it, the two could feel both small bits of the magic releasing, and their shared arousal skyrocketing.
Letting out a deep moan, Andy licentiously walked them back to the bed, pushing Miranda onto it before straddling her hips and kissing her once again.
From this position, Andy could feel the hard shaft that Miranda had hidden away under her robe pressing into her mound.
Their lips still locked, Andy used her hands to push open the top of Miranda’s robe, exposing her bare chest.
Andy broke their kiss to peck her way down the older woman’s body; first leaving hot, wet, open mouthed kisses down the column of her soft neck to her cleavage, finally making her way to one of her breasts.
There, Andy wasted no time in slipping a dusky, pink nipple into her mouth, sucking it into a tight seal.
“Oh!” Miranda let out in a gasp as she placed a hand on the back of Andy’s head, keeping her there.
Andy kept on sucking at the straining knot, allowing her teeth to graze around it for a gentle nibble every now and again before she went back in with the suction.
Switching to Miranda’s other breast, Andy lavished it with the same attention.
As she went to draw Miranda’s nipple back in for a tight seal once again, the pair felt another burst of that magical blue current being shot between them from Miranda’s rosy nipple into Andy’s servicing mouth.
Miranda let out a groan and arched her back suddenly, and Andy, ever the efficient assistant, kept on sucking fervently at her chest, drawing more and more of that magic out from Miranda’s breasts.
The editor was clutching at Andy, grasping onto her to keep her held fast there.
For her part, Andy was sucking ravenously. If it weren't for the magic, Andrea’s vacuum tight seal around Miranda’s nipples would’ve left a hickey with how strongly she was sucking.
With each stream of magic she swallowed, she could feel her cunt getting wetter.
Feeling the flow of magic begin to taper off, Andy slowed down, finally coming to a stop as she noticed she could take no more magic from Miranda’s nipples.
Shaking, Miranda let her back drop down onto the bed, still cradling Andrea’s head to her chest.
“Oh, Andréa,” she breathed out shakily.
Andy smiled against Miranda’s cleavage, gifting it a sweet peck once before she turned her gaze up to meet Miranda’s.
Miranda was shocked to see Andréa looking up at her from between her breasts with such a lustful gaze. She was even more so surprised as she watched the brunette begin to make her way down, undoing the tie of the robe once and for all.
Opening the robe fully, Andy’s gaze immediately fell to what lay between Miranda’s legs.
There, an enormous, fleshy shaft proudly stood at attention.
Andy could do nothing but gape. Miranda was hung.
Andy was by no means a prude; she had had her fair share of flings and one night stands since breaking things off with Nate, but none of her hookups could compare to the size of Miranda’s member.
Miranda got up on her elbows, once again studying Andy to see how she would react to her newly formed phallus.
Andy decided to take the bull by the horns (or rather, the Devil by the cock) and went for it.
She took Miranda’s member in one hand, the shaft so girthy Andy couldn’t fully close her hand around its circumference, and brought her mouth down to its swollen head, giving it a curious lick.
Miranda let out a gasp in pleasure as her straining cock was finally being tended to.
As Andy licked up and down Miranda’s shaft, a trickle of that blue magic made its way out of the top slit.
The brunette acted quickly, doing her best to wrap her lips around the tip and suck the magical pre-cum into her warm mouth.
Andy brought both hands up to run up and down the sides of Miranda’s cock, pumping it as she sucked on the head, trying to coax more of that silky magic into her mouth.
Every dribble of the magic that made its way into Andy’s mouth and down her throat made her libido all the more needy, and her desire to pleasure Miranda soared.
Taking a deep breath, Andy kept the seal of her lips on Miranda’s member and slowly brought it down, taking more of the flesh into her mouth.
Panting heavily, Miranda reached down to thread her hand in Andrea’s chestnut locks, encouraging her to take her length into her mouth.
Pushing further, Andy’s jaw stretch wide as she lowered her mouth onto the older woman’s cock until she felt it hit the back of her throat; she could take no more.
Andy hummed in surprised as she saw there were still a few inches that she wasn’t able to take.
“Andréaaaa,” moaned Miranda, the sensation of being encased inside the younger woman’s mouth, feeling the back of her throat so intimately as she was stimulated almost too much.
Though she knew she wouldn’t be able to take all of Miranda’s organ into her mouth at this time, Andy was as determined as ever to please Miranda.
Pulling up on her cock until only the tip remained in her mouth, Andy slowly worked her mouth up and down the shaft as her hands pumped the remaining part that she couldn’t take.
Miranda moaned as Andrea pleasured her. As she felt a tightness winding inside her lower belly, her actions became more frantic.
A hand still coiled in Andy’s hair, she held her head down as far as it would go on her shaft as she began to pump her hips, thrusting her cock deep into her lover’s eager mouth from below.
Andy could do nothing but allow it to happen, doing her best to breathe through her nose as Miranda used her mouth.
It took less than a minute of Miranda’s frenzied thrusting before she buried herself deep inside Andy’s mouth before spurt after spurt of hot, magical cum jettisoned down Andy’s throat.
Andy diligently took it all, swallowing the flood of hot, hot cum that had erupted deep inside her mouth.
Miranda relaxed her grip on Andy after she released, allowing Andy to pull the cock out of her mouth.
Panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath, Andy closed her eyes and let her head rest on Miranda’s inner thigh next to the silver haired woman’s still fully erect shaft.
Looking down at Andy, Miranda’s brow furrowed as she used a hand to smooth a sweaty strand of hair away from her lover’s forehead.
“I apologize, Andréa. I got too carried away. Are you alright?” she asked in concern.
Andy opened her eyes to look at Miranda.
With a lazy grin, she responded, “No, Miranda. It was perfect. And if I’m right, it looks like you still have some, uh… ‘releasing’ to do.”
She pointed at the throbbing, hard cock that lay next to her cheek.
Slowly getting up to sit on her knees above Miranda, Andy pulled her panties off, revealing a neat thatch of groomed hair above her glistening, parted nether lips.
The released magic had been doing its job well; Andy was more aroused than she had ever been.
She reached over to the side table, grabbing the newly purchased bottle of lube that had been placed there.
Uncapping the lid, Andy squeezed some lubricant into her hand before she began slathering it up and down Miranda’s towering appendage.
Miranda couldn’t help but to moan at the delicious stimulation, and as her cock grew impossibly firmer, her eyes zeroed in on the dewy cunt in front of her.
Taking Andy’s hand, she scooped the remaining lubricant off of her palm before placing it on the tips of her first two fingers.
Bringing her fingers down to Andy’s needy slit, she entered her easily with her lubed digits. Andy gasped, bringing her hands down onto Miranda’s torso for support.
Enjoying the reaction she was getting, Miranda added a third finger and began to pump and curl her fingers into Andy’s hole.
With an arched back, Andy rode Miranda’s digits slowly, gyrating her hips in a circular motion as she rose and fell.
Miranda fixed her gaze onto Andrea’s face as she rode her, and deciding she wanted to see her assistant rewarded for all her hard work thus far, she sneakily slipped her pinky into Andy’s tight cunt on her next decline.
“Oh!” Andy cried out, as she was opened up.
Emboldened, Miranda reached down with her free hand and began to slowly stroke the slick, engorged nub at the top of Andy’s slit.
Andy wailed as she felt herself being brought higher and higher until she finally came, four fingers driving inside her and Miranda’s thumb circling her clit.
As Miranda felt the tight hold of Andy’s cunt begin to lessen around her fingers, she slowly removed them and brought them to her mouth for tasting.
Still slightly breathless and incapable of speech after the orgasm she had just experienced, Andy just watched with blown pupils as Miranda sucked each of her cum-dripping fingers off.
“Mmm… I wasn’t expecting that to taste quite so delicious, but then again, you excel in most areas, don’t you, Andréa?” Miranda cheekily quipped.
Andy just stared disbelievingly back at Miranda, as if she couldn’t believe that had just happened.
Suddenly remembering the reason they were in this predicament in the first place, she moved back from where she had been sitting on Miranda’s torso to Miranda’s thighs.
There, Miranda’s hulking phallus sat directly between the apex of her legs.
Both women looked at where they were to be joined.
Miranda’s massive organ dwarfed Andy’s sex; extending up past her navel, and thicker even than the four fingers Andy had just taken.
Even with their tremendous physical arousal and copious amounts of lube, it would be a stretch.
“Maybe we should… I’ll just-,” Andy started, before she got up and turned around on the bed.
Andy knelt on the end of the bed and dropped her lower body, folding her arms in and resting on her elbows.
In this position, the entire upper half of Andy’s body was dropped to the bed; her breasts touching the bedding below, while her cunt remained raised for Miranda.
Miranda wasted no time in getting up to kneel behind Andy. What her lover was offering so readily, she would have no hesitation in taking.
Bringing her cock up to Andy’s cunt, she slid it back and forth on the frontside of her mound, stimulating the bundle of nerves that resided there, before lining herself up with the entrance of Andrea’s weeping core.
Pressing onwards, Miranda pushed the tip of her member forward, driving forwards with an increasingly steady force, before she finally breached Andy’s entrance.
Andy yelped as Miranda broke through her tight opening; the thick head of Miranda’s cock splitting her wide open.
Miranda kept the pressure on, entering Andy with a few more inches before stopping to let them both adjust.
Reaching up, Miranda pulled Andrea’s fleshy cheeks apart to get a better look.
Staring at where their sexes connected, Miranda thought that maybe she could understand why men typically felt the need to “stick it in every hole” they could.
Being inside of Andy’s tight, warm hole felt fantastic. Though not fully sheathed inside, her cock spread Andrea’s pussy lips wide; the pink lips thinning slightly due to how widely they were stretched.
And then as she began to slowly pump out and then back in, she couldn’t help but admire how tightly Andrea’s cunt lips clung onto her shaft, creating an almost suction-like grip on her cock.
Andy couldn’t stop herself from stuttering out a few breaths at first, before she began to just let out a symphony of moans as she was fucked.
Oh yes, Miranda could get used to this.
Feeling her need bubbling up urgently, Miranda let go of Andy’s rear cheeks to instead grip at her hips. Lifting a knee up beside Andy’s hip, she began to push more of her thick cock inside.
“Ooooh,” moaned Andy. “You’re splitting me open!”
Feeling her carnal desire intensely increasing, Miranda began to fuck Andy at a faster pace, wanting nothing more than to bury the entirety of her organ inside Andy’s cunt and cum so deeply, her seed would be oozing out for hours.
Andy was in erotic ecstasy; her cunt, stretched to the precipice of pain was taking the pounding of a lifetime, and still, Miranda was only pumping about half of her shaft inside.
“F-fuck, so big!” Andy grunted.
Still thrusting at intense speeds, Miranda reached below Andy with one hand, searching for the spot her lover needed her most.
Her hand slid through that triangle of curls until they found it; the swollen bud at the top of her slit.
Andy wailed as Miranda rubbed at her clit, unable to focus on anything except the fat cock currently tearing her apart.
Her back bowing, Andrea came with a sob.
Feeling that now familiar coiling inside of her lower belly, Miranda continued to pump in and out of the fluttering cunt wrapped around her cock until the dam broke once again.
With her wide shaft half buried inside of Andy’s pussy, Miranda came, ropes of her searing, magical cum releasing inside.
They stilled, Miranda gripping Andy firmly by the hips as her cum continued to spurt inside of Andrea’s tight cunt.
When Miranda’s orgasm subsided, she pulled out of the younger woman’s cunt before rolling her onto her back.
Bringing an arm up to rest on her forehead, Andy lay there with her eyes closed for a moment; her flushed chest heaving as she tried to slow her breathing.
Miranda climbed on top of her, pulling the brunette’s legs open as she brought her slick phallus back to Andrea’s opening, pushing her cock back inside in one smooth motion.
A low, strangled moan left Andy’s lips as she felt herself being spread open once again.
Grasping onto Andy’s ankles, Miranda pushed them up towards Andy’s head as she herself moved upwards. Andy’s legs now resting on her shoulders, she bracketed them with her arms on either side, both supporting her and keeping Andy’s legs open.
Desperate to be fully inside Andrea, Miranda began to thrust forcefully.
Andrea whimpered as her cunt was used, arms outstretched on the duvet as she attempted to hold on for the ride.
With each push forward, Miranda managed to burrow her cock a little deeper inside Andy’s cunt each time, until finally, with a particularly hard snap of her hips, Miranda’s cock was fully sheathed inside.
Looking down and caressing the side of Andy’s face, Miranda murmured, “You’re doing so good for me, Andréa,” before she brought that hand down to Andrea’s sensitive pearl and began to gently knead it.
It didn’t take much for Andy to come again. With her cunt stuffed with Miranda’s cock and cum, everything clenched as she felt her orgasm wash over her.
Once the grip on her cock loosened, Miranda dropped Andy’s legs to either side of her hips as she draped her body over the brunette, holding herself up with her elbows.
Her head next to Andy’s, Miranda sweetly kissed Andy’s forehead before she began to move her hips again, at first slowly pulling the entirety of her length out before gently pushing it back in.
“I’m inside of you,” Miranda whispered in awe.
The erotic realization brought with it Miranda’s magic-induced carnal energy, and she felt herself working back up to a frenzy.
Miranda buried herself fully and began to frantically piston her cock in and out of Andy’s cunt, only pulling out a few inches to forcefully shove them back in.
Andy desperately clutched onto Miranda’s sweaty back as the older woman began to brutally fuck her into the mattress.
Pounding deeply and heavily into Andy’s cunt, Miranda grunted, “H-have to fill you!”
The older woman repeatedly rammed her massive organ inside her lover, spreading and stretching her open as she used her for her own pleasure.
After a few minutes of furious fucking, Miranda spilled her load, her scorching cum gushing into Andy’s tight, silken hole.
She slowed as her cum was milked deep inside of Andrea’s cunt, dropping her head next to Andy’s, fully covering her with her own body.
Andy shuddered in pleasure as she felt Miranda’s thick, liquid cum splashing inside of her.
“Mmm, feels s’’good, Miranda,” Andy sleepily murmured into the editor’s silver hair.
“Well congratulations, you two!” A voice boomed.
Miranda propped herself up on her elbows, scanning the room to see where the sound had come from.
The Mask had returned to the circular wall mirror.
Miranda did her best to cover Andy, trying to protect her lover’s modesty.
“Oh, please. I’ve already seen it. Quite impressive of you two, might I add!” The Mask said.
Andy buried her head into the side of Miranda’s neck in mild embarrassment as Miranda glared at The Mask.
The Mask cleared its throat before continuing on, “Well, anyways. You two have successfully managed to break the curse! You’ve expunged enough of the magic that the spell will no longer remain permanent. You should return to your normal form in a few hours. Congratulations, once again!”
The Mask poofed away for what was hopefully the final time.
Miranda let out a relieved sigh of relief before she looked down to where her heavy cock was still enveloped deeply inside of Andy’s cunt.
She got up to her knees before carefully unsheathing her member, pulling it out inch by inch.
Miranda gently maneuvered Andy to lay at the top of the bed, her head resting on the softest pillows she had ever felt.
The older woman could see her lover was spent; the past hour or so of fucking having taken its toll on her.
With Andy’s legs separated, Miranda could see her handiwork up close.
Her cunt had been fucked so widely, it was yawning open, temporarily unable to close. She could see inside Andrea’s gaping pussy where her magical, white-blue cum had mixed with Andrea’s own juices, leaving her hole sloppy.
Miranda watched as a stream of her thick cum oozed past Andy’s swollen, dewy folds and onto the bed below.
Andy let out a surprising peal of laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Miranda questioned.
Andy lazily grinned, “Honestly, I think I might have to send Irv a thank you card.”
Miranda climbed up the bed to lay beside Andy.
“Perhaps you’re right,” Miranda said, leaning forward to place a sweet kiss to Andy’s lips.