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Link And His Ladies	By : Samson Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 80844 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Pitiless (Futa Veran & Futa Maple)

Link And His Ladies

Part 57 - "Blurring The Boundaries"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: April 3, 2013

(Note - This chapter is just a bonus chapter for the story, with the idea of futa, as well as Veran, first being suggested by Junkey. If you don’t like futa, I’d strongly suggest simply disregarding this bonus. Contains transgender content.)

Maple slowly started to pull her dress up, the fabric inching up the back of her thighs. She sobbed again, tears in her eyes as she quietly pleaded. “P-Please, don’t do this...I’m sorry...” Veran smiled, her eyes going half-closed. “Come on, show me that ass.” She commanded. Maple’s chin started to tremble, and she released her dress, falling over on to her hands, still sitting on her knees. “Please, I can’t...I’m begging you!...” Maple shakily said. Veran quietly sighed through her nose, her smile beginning to fade. She started to raise an eyebrow, listening to Maple begin to weep. “Stop crying. I told you that I’d remember you fingering my ass. Time for me to play with your’s. Just think about how you’re gonna go home, how you’ll see Syrup.” Maple didn’t respond, her back rising and falling with each tearful breath. Veran’s brow began to sink. “Come on, stop it. Urgh, everything will be back to normal, after this. You’re just delaying it.”
Maple quickly turned her head to the side, looking at Veran from over her shoulder. “What’s wrong with you?!” Maple exclaimed, faintly surprising the sorceress. Maple’s tone calmed, considerably, as she mumbled out “I’m a virgin, I don’t want my first time to be like this!...I’ve never even...I’ve never done anything like...” “Like anal?” Veran said, finishing Maple’s sentence. Maple nodded, timidly. Hanging her head down, unable to look at Veran any longer, she quietly said “I’m sorry, okay?...You’ve made your point...You’ve beaten me...You don’t have to do this...” Veran sighed, loudly. Her eyes began to narrow, her jaw tightening up. She slowly clenched her hands into fists as rage slowly began to flare inside her. She stared at Maple for a few seconds before, suddenly, she pushed away her anger. By that point, she wanted to fornicate with Maple more than she wanted to annihilate her. It was one thing to have used Maple’s mouth, but it would be quite another to sink herself inside Maple’s body.
Plowing Maple’s rear would be intensely fun, and it would make the encounter all the more humorous and memorable. Plus, if Veran ever had to deal with Maple down the line, holding the shame of anal sex over her head would be more powerful than that of mere oral pleasuring. Veran knew she’d have to persuade Maple to open herself up, the idea making her roll her eyes, momentarily crinkling her nose. She could just force Maple into complying, either through threat or force, but she didn’t want to fornicate with something while it blubbered and shrieked like an infant. Veran raised her hands to her head, grabbing her hat, pulling it from herself and dropping it to the ground, by her side. Her orange hair was short in the back, like a boy’s, but her bangs were quite long, styled towards the side, still covering one half of her face. Maple’s eyes turned surprised when she felt Veran drop to her knees, close behind her. She reared up, throwing her arms behind herself, protectively grabbing her rear with both hands, ensuring that her dress stayed lowered.
“No, stop!” Maple cried out. Veran surprised Maple by bringing her arms around her, rubbing her hands over Maple’s dress, feeling at her tummy. Maple’s face went surprised as something was thrust between her thighs, barely an inch below her groin. She could feel the fabric of her dress’ back shove between her thighs, the front pushing out before her. Looking down, Maple could faintly see a horn-like shape, pushing out in a bulge just below her own. Veran was pressing her body close to Maple’s, her loins snuggled up against Maple’s rear, pressing Maple’s hands between their bodies. Veran rubbed her face against the back of Maple’s head, smelling her hair, then brought her head to the side, bringing her chin over Maple’s shoulder. Keeping her mouth near Maple’s ear, she quietly said “Just relax, and take a deep breath...You know you have to, Maple. This isn’t up for debate.” Maple sniffled, closing her eyes, tears running down her cheeks.
“Why don’t you want to, anyway?...I’m not going to hurt you, Maple. I am going to fix your broom. I will turn you back, after.” “Please, don’t...” Maple barely sobbed out. Veran started to kiss at the side of Maple’s neck, gently squeezing her in her arms. “You got hard from sucking on me...You’re still hard. You even had a little orgasm.” “That doesn’t mean anything!...” Maple quietly protested. Veran let out a little breath of annoyance. She loathed speaking so gently to the human, the feeling only made worse by Maple’s stubborn streak. Veran pulled her head up, moving both hands from Maple’s stomach. Her right hand, she brought up to the side of Maple’s face. Veran moved her head over more of Maple’s shoulder, and turned the young witch’s head to the side. Closing her eyes, Veran kissed the witch, Maple gasping through her nose in surprise. At first, Maple didn’t kiss Veran back, but when Veran’s other hand found it’s target, a tremble ran down Maple’s spine.
Veran’s left hand went down to Maple’s groin, bringing their bulges closer together. Wrapping her fingers around them both, she gently squeezed their firm lengths together, separated by only a few thin layers of soft fabric. At the feeling, Maple’s eyelids fluttered, and she gently started to kiss Veran in return. Veran tried kissing Maple more passionately, but Maple almost recoiled at the increasing intensity, leaving Veran feeling as if she had no choice but to remain soft and gentle. After several kisses, Veran slowly started to rub her hand back and forth, stroking their members in unison. Maple felt more pleasure from the act than Veran did, since the damp fabric of her dress, over her groin, rubbed along her bulge, stimulating her sensitive skin with her own pre-cum and creamy discharge. Veran slowly brought her hand down from the side of Maple’s face, touching her collar bones, rubbing down to her chest in a surprisingly affectionate manner.
Gently, she massaged around at Maple’s chest, feeling her small, budding breasts. After several more kisses, Veran lightly pulled her head back, separating her lips from Maple’s. By that point, Maple’s eyes had all but dried, and her sniffling had ceased. Veran looked into Maple’s eyes, smiling reassuringly. “Okay, Maple. Spill it...Why are you so against this, all of a sudden? Are you afraid it will hurt?” Maple gazed into Veran’s one visible eye, cautiously giving a little nod. Veran smiled more, and said “I doubt it’s as bad as you might think. It can be a little uncomfortable, at first, but you quickly get used to it. You figure out how to relax and take it. Trust me, I know.” Maple blinked in surprise. “Y...You’ve done anal, before?” She sheepishly asked. Veran raised her eyebrows and nodded, readily saying “Of course I have. It’s not a big deal. If you’re worried about your virginity, don’t be. Don’t humans have a policy where you’re still a virgin until there’s penetration in the pussy? That’s not what’s happening, here.”
“Well...I guess...” Maple mumbled, looking off to the side. Maple slowly slipped her hands out from between them, letting Veran directly press herself against Maple’s tush. Maple reached behind herself, hesitantly taking a hold of Veran’s hips. Maple looked back to Veran’s eyes, quietly saying “If...If we do this...Will it be the end?...You won’t make me do anything else?” Veran smiled, deceptively. “It’ll be the end. Don’t you think I have other things to do, too?” She simply said. Veran released their members, bringing her hand to the end of Maple’s bulge. Gently pinching Maple’s tip between three fingers, she quickly rubbed the damp fabric around, making Maple quiver at the sudden stimulation. Maple quietly sighed, looking away. Veran knew she was getting to Maple, she was close to changing her mind. One last little push was all she needed. Deciding to remind Maple about her predicament, Veran quietly asked “You want to go home, right?...”
Maple shut her eyes, sadly frowning, for a moment. “O-Okay...But, please...Don’t put it in dry!...I know that’ll hurt! Please, just do me that one thing...” Veran grinned maliciously in victory, something that went unseen by Maple. Veran didn’t answer her, simply releasing Maple, getting back up to her feet, once more. Taking a step back, she looked down at Maple, saying “Alright, show me your ass. Let me see it.” Maple faintly nodded, letting out another sniffle as she took a hold of her dress’ fabric. Hesitantly, she pulled it up, slipping it up on to the small of her back. Holding it in place, her face turning red, she kept her head hanging down, unable to look at Veran. Veran smiled, bringing a hand down to her member. Wrapping her fingers around herself, she slowly began to stroke herself, keeping herself stiff until she was ready to fool around with her human toy. Her eyes hungrily ran over Maple’s body, taking in the details.
Maple’s rear was pale and creamy, her plump cheeks snugly pressed together, Maple evidently clenching to keep Veran from seeing too much. Just below, Maple’s new manhood hung, her overall size a bit smaller than Veran’s. Veran hadn’t consciously chosen to make Maple smaller than herself, leaving Veran to the conclusion that Maple’s petite body size had required the spell to create a smaller manhood to match. Maple’s manhood, several inches long and decently thick, stuck out from her body like a sore thumb, red and swollen. Like Veran, Maple’s member had been made uncircumcised, leaving half of Maple’s fat, pink tip covered with her foreskin. Maple’s tip was smeared with pre-cum, glistening in the light. Veran’s eyes began to glaze. She couldn’t deny, the sight was delectable, Veran’s hand tightening as she pumped along herself. “Spread ‘em.” She commanded, her eyes fixated on Maple’s milky rump. “W-What?” Maple mumbled, quickly looking over her shoulder.
Veran grinned, looking up to Maple’s eyes. “Spread your ass cheeks. Let me see that hole.” She said, a little louder. Maple’s face turned a darker shade of red, but she complied. Arching her back, a little, to keep her dress from falling back down, she reached both arms behind herself, planting her hands over her cheeks. It took her a moment to fulfill Veran’s request, but she eventually parted her cheeks, her eyes remaining on Veran. Veran’s eyes, meanwhile, fell to Maple’s tush, her hand momentarily speeding up on her tool, relaxing a moment later. Veran’s breathing began to pick up, at the sight. Maple’s little rosebud twitched and clenched, tempting Veran, teasing the dark sorceress. Maple watched Veran quietly, her eyes eventually going from Veran’s face down to her groin, watching Veran please herself. A flutter ran through Maple’s stomach, her rear suddenly clenching up in a squeeze, the response almost subconscious. Maple felt dread in her heart, wondering if her body understood what would soon take place, if her body wanted it more than Maple’s mind did. Veran looked back up to Maple’s eyes, starting to smile widely. “Good girl. Now, suck on two fingers, get them nice and wet.” Maple’s eyes went weary. She had a feeling she knew what was coming, but she was compelled to ask, regardless. “Why?” Veran just grinned. “Do it.” She simply answered. Maple sighed.
Putting her left hand to her knee, she brought her right hand up to her face, her eyes bored as she stuck her index and middle fingers between her lips. Veran watched, her grin turning mischievous. Maple stared at Veran as she sucked at her fingers, licking them and getting them slathered with saliva. Maple continued for numerous seconds until, slipping her fingers from her mouth, she quietly said “Let me guess, I have to do something perverted with these, now?” Veran narrowed her eyes at Maple, smiling widely. “That’s right.” She knowingly said. Veran released her member, bringing her hand down to her orbs, cupping and fondling herself. Glancing at Maple’s tush, she said “Stick them in. Get used to the feeling.” Maple’s heart was starting to beat a little faster. “...You want me to finger myself?” She quietly asked, with a bit of disbelief. Veran’s brow sunk, a little, before she said “I thought I was being clear.” Maple gave in with a sigh.
Looking forwards, she reached her arm behind herself. She arched her back as much as possible, trying to reach herself in the awkward position, sticking out her rump as intensely as possible. Maple stuck her fingers between her cheeks, her hand pressed against herself, her expression turning uncomfortable as she found her own rosebud with her fingertips. Maple momentarily curled up her upper lip in discomfort, starting to push her moist fingers against herself. “Nngh...” She groaned, shutting her eyes, pushing harder against herself. Slowly, her sphincter began to give way, opening up and letting her fingers go through. Maple opened her eyes, slowly sinking her fingers deeper into herself, her mouth starting to hang open. Her member was uncomfortably tense, twitching around, fresh pre-cum beginning to dribble from her tip. To Maple’s great surprise, sticking her fingers into herself didn’t really hurt. It was certainly an odd sensation, and her sphincter was a little uncomfortable at being pushed open from the outside, but she didn’t feel even the slightest bit sore, yet.
Maple slowly looked over her shoulder, looking back at Veran, hoping for approval, hoping for confirmation that she could stop. Veran was smiling, beginning to stroke her throbbing manhood, again. “Move your fingers, come on. Get that ass used to being fucked.” Veran teased. Maple momentarily pressed her lips tight together, then submitted. Slowly, she started to rock her fingers back and forth, her eyes quickly shutting, a groan coming from her. Moving her fingers quickly made her sore, to her disappointment. Every time she pushed her fingers back into herself, she’d end up either groaning or letting out a heavy breath, her rear end protesting to her forced experimentation. Hot friction began to work up in her bum, Maple’s saliva working terribly as lubrication, dissipating in seconds. After close to a minute, Maple looked back at Veran again, quietly protesting. “It’s starting to hurt...Can I stop?...” Veran gave Maple a begrudging look, then nodded. “Fine.” She simply answered.
Maple almost immediately slipped her fingers out of her tush, sighing with relief. She stopped from arching her back, sitting properly on her knees, once more. Veran came closer to her, but Maple quickly said “W-Wait, can we...Can we get off the path?” Veran’s face screwed up in annoyance. “Why?” She flatly asked. Maple partially turned around, looking up at Veran desperately, her hands clenching into fists over her thighs. “What if someone comes?” She asked. Veran looked off to the side, raising an eyebrow. As fun as it would be to expose Maple in front of strangers and humiliate her, Veran had the sense to realize that she, too, would be exposed, in such a situation. Veran didn’t desire having some perverted human stand around and gawk at her, but that didn’t mean she had to let Maple know that. Veran turned the situation to her advantage, giving herself a little bit more power over Maple. Looking coldly at Maple, staring into her eyes, she callously said “Fine, we’ll go off the path. But I don’t want to hear any crying when it goes on, do we understand each other?”
Maple nodded eagerly, her eyes going bright at what she interpreted to be a shred of mercy. Veran’s brow furrowed as she said “No snivelling, no sobbing, no crying! You start up that crap, again, and we’re doing it right in the middle of the path. Got it?” Maple quickly nodded again, her bangs swaying around over her forehead. Veran continued to stare at Maple for a few seconds more, then said “...Alright, let’s go. Get up.” Maple let her dress fall down, rising to her feet. Looking at the sorceress, she obediently waited for Veran to lead the way, or to at least gesture for Maple to go first. Veran briefly held up an arm, pointing off to the side, towards her left. “Find a tree.” She prompted. Maple slowly nodded, beginning to walk off to the side. Veran followed close behind her, the two leaving their hats behind on the path, abandoning them for the time being.
Maple entertained the notion of trying to run, as she walked off of the path, but she knew that it was a hopelessly ridiculous idea. Assuming she even managed to escape from the sorceress in the first place, she would then be stuck in the life-altering position of being a young woman that was cursed with a male’s genitals. Maple highly doubted that even Syrup could craft up an elixir to change Maple’s sexual organs back to their proper state, and even if she could, Maple desperately wished to keep the entire encounter with Veran a secret. She’d take it to her grave, in the best of all possible outcomes. Maple looked around a few times, ensuring that nobody could see the two, eventually settling on a tree about three dozen feet away from the edge of the path. The stout, tall tree shielded them from the sun, it’s many branches thick with foliage, putting them under a heavy layer of shade. Maple made sure to get on the far side of the tree, putting it between herself and the path.
“So...Here we are.” Maple quietly said, looking up into Veran’s eyes, trying not to give the woman a glare or a scowl. Veran smiled, Maple’s eyes flickering down to the woman’s lips, a flare of hate going off in her mind at the ugly expression. “Put your hands to the tree, stick your ass out, and spread your legs.” Veran promptly commanded, putting her hands to her hips, her smile strengthening. Maple took in a deep breath, sighed, and slowly started to comply. Just as she turned to the tree and reached her arms out, however, Veran quickly said “Wait. Take off your dress, too.” Maple quickly looked at Veran, her mouth hanging open a little, her eyebrows pleadingly rising up. “But, then...!” She hastily said, trailing off as Veran’s smile morphed into a grin. Maple frowned unhappily, her eyes on the verge of watering up as she slowly began to undress. Pulling her dress up, slipping it over her head, she slowly got nude, left in only her shoes.
Reluctantly dropping her dress to the ground, by the tree, her face turned red with shame. She instinctively wanted to cover herself up with her hands, but she had a feeling that doing so would only displease Veran. Maple turned back to the tree, leaning over, putting her hands to the rough tree bark. Putting her feet wide apart, her face went crimson at the sensation of being exposed in public, Maple shutting her eyes as she pushed out her rump a little more. Veran kept grinning, bringing one hand to the middle of Maple’s back, trailing her fingertips down Maple’s spine. When she reached the small of Maple’s back, she pulled an arm back, swinging it back against Maple’s rump, spanking her right cheek. Maple recoiled, trying to ignore the momentary flutters in her stomach. Veran felt around at Maple’s tush, smiling to herself. “Mm, nice and chubby. It’s gonna feel good, slammin’ into this thing.” Veran commented, teasing Maple.
Maple’s stiff member gave a twitch, Maple instinctively clenching her rear, biting hard at her bottom lip in dread. Maple suppressed a gasp when Veran shoved her thumb between Maple’s cheeks, pushing against her rosebud, nearly ramming Maple face-first into the tree. Veran shook her head, disapprovingly clicking her tongue. “Tut tut tut, little Maple. You’re still too tight. You don’t want to get hurt, do you? We’re gonna have to stretch you out, a bit more.” Maple groaned with disappointment. Veran’s expression turned annoyed. “Or would you rather I shove it up your ass, right here and now, with no lubricant or stretching involved?” She confrontationally said. Maple quickly begged, swaying her hips left and right, wagging her rump at Veran. “N-No, please! Go ahead, do whatever you have to!” She hastily said, trying to keep her voice down. Veran smiled with satisfaction, smugly saying “I thought you’d say that. Now, keep still.”
Maple nodded, her brow sinking at Veran’s arrogant tone. Veran raised an eyebrow, bringing up her right hand, looking at it. She stuck up her index and middle fingers, the two digits beginning to glow purple, the light lasting several seconds. When the light died, Veran’s fingers gleamed in the shadows, covered in some sort of colourless, jelly-like goop. Maple heard Veran chuckle ominously before a fingertip pressed to her rosebud, Maple clenching and flinching in surprise, shutting her eyes and bracing herself. To her surprise, Veran’s fingertip pierced through her sphincter with incredible ease, passing through her with absolutely no discomfort or pain. Maple opened her eyes, surprised. Veran chuckled, again. “Like a hot knife through butter. Wasn’t so bad, was it?” Maple’s brow sunk, again. “...I’m not an idiot, that was only a finger. The real deal is gonna be worse.” She flatly said. Veran let out a short laugh in response.
“Damn, I was hoping to trick you. Ah, well.” She commented. Maple ended up closing her eyes, again, as Veran quickly started to thrust her hand back and forth, slipping her lubricated finger through Maple’s sphincter. Maple eventually opened her eyes again, her breathing deepening. She would never admit it if Veran asked, but she couldn’t deny the truth from herself. A finger, at least with Veran’s lubrication, wasn’t all that hard to handle. In fact, it wasn’t even unpleasant, all things considered. Veran’s digit shot though Maple’s sphincter like a phantom, her ring never becoming uncomfortable, allowing Veran passage like a trusted ally. Maple, over the span of a minute or two, began to realize how she could relax herself to keep from clenching, her tush becoming used to the presence of Veran’s finger, no longer tightening up. Eventually, Maple’s sphincter even began to feel a little numb, tingling electrically as Veran kept probing her depths. Droplets of sweat collected on Maple’s forehead, some part of her beginning to enjoy the act. She swore that she could feel some part of her react to Veran’s rubbing, pushing pleasure throughout her entire body. It wasn’t anywhere near as intense as the pleasure that she knew could be had from her womanhood, but it was something, at the very least.
“You’re ready for two.” Veran suddenly said, cutting into Maple’s internalized observations. Maple faintly felt a second fingertip come to her sphincter, then slip in, a light groan vibrating in her throat as she closed her eyes. She faintly clenched, fighting the response until she relaxed, again. Veran moved her hand a little slower, now, but rubbed her fingers even harder inside Maple, aiming for Maple’s new prostate. Maple’s member gave a jump, almost slapping her belly, Maple beginning to clench up. “Wh-What’re you doing? That feels...Um...” Maple mumbled out, opening her eyes a crack. Veran smiled, reaching her other arm around Maple, feeling up her tummy, going to her chest. “Just stay relaxed. This’ll give you a primer on what’s to come...Get you nice and ready for the dicking.” Veran teased. Maple bit at her bottom lip, shutting her eyes tight, her brow sinking in short-lived anger. Pre-cum started to trickle from her tip again, collecting before slowly dripping from her, hanging from her tip in a long, syrupy tail.
Veran fondled Maple’s chest, feeling at her nipples, noticing how stiff they both were. Giving them little pinches and flicks, she felt Maple breathe, her body tensing up as her body was played with. It took a minute or two for Maple’s sphincter to comfortably cope with two fingers, the two digits barely registering in Maple’s mind or rear passage. Veran was rubbing rather firmly at Maple’s prostate, but it took some time before the stimulation finally began to sink in and take effect. Veran tried to spread her fingers apart, slowly spacing them, stretching and spreading open Maple’s tightness, getting it even more used to being invaded. Maple’s entire body starting to heat up, Maple’s eyes began to glaze over. She assumed that if she let Veran know that she was starting to feel pleasure, then Veran would stop her actions, and so Maple kept the new development to herself. The pleasure wasn’t too noticeable, it wasn’t like the orgasms she would get from rubbing her clitoris.
The difference between the two was noticeable. A clitoral orgasm, she would describe as “localized”. The pleasure felt intense because it was confined to that one area. The pleasure that Veran was giving her was more spread out, coming over her entire body, washing through her from behind her groin. It was like a slow inferno, compared to a quick ignition. The idea that the pleasure felt different because of her new genitals never entered into her mind. Veran cut into Maple’s thoughts, smugly saying “Feels nice, having your ass fingered...Doesn’t it? You like it, don’t you? You want me to rub your little prostate until you spray cum everywhere, don’t you?” Maple’s entire face went crimson. For a split second, she had instinctively been tempted to agree with Veran, barely managing to fight back the feeling before a response went through her lips. Veran stopped rocking her fingers, and simply pushed her fingertips against Maple’s magic spot, wriggling her fingers around.
Maple’s member gave a twitch, a groan vibrating in her throat. “Say you want it, or I’ll stop.” Veran quietly commanded, giving Maple’s right nipple a pinch. Maple’s mouth hung open, the last vestiges of her pride begging her to remain silent. Maple closed her eyes in shame, when she gave in. “...I want it...It feels good...” Veran smiled. “Moan for me.” She demanded. Maple sheepishly moaned, sounding more like a whimper than anything else. Veran pulled her hand back, slammed it back against Maple’s tush, and jabbed her fingers against Maple’s swelling prostate. Maple’s eyes flew open, Maple letting out a louder moan, her entire rear squeezing down on Veran’s fingers. Veran grinned and said “You want something bigger, don’t you?...Harder...Longer...Warmer...” Maple slowly closed her eyes. “Imagine it. Imagine a big, fat cock, slipping inside.” Veran teased. Maple, in her increasingly compliant state, found herself doing as Veran suggested.
A high-pitched moan came from her, Maple unknowingly pushing out her rump some more, a droplet of sweat running down the side of her face. After a few moments, Veran coolly said “Ready for the real thing, girl?” Maple lightly nodded, trying not to come across as eager. Veran grinned, slipping her fingers out of Maple’s stretched tush. “Good. Get ready, you’re gonna love it.” Veran teased. Maple didn’t say anything, her eyes half-closed in pleasure, all thoughts beginning to vanish from her mind. The last few thoughts to cross her mind were ones of horror, Maple terrified of her own growing submissiveness, how she was giving in to Veran in the face of real pleasure. So long as Veran didn’t hurt her, Maple decided she could accept the pleasure in exchange for the degradation and verbal abuse. Veran smiled darkly, holding Maple by her hips. Maple closed her eyes, awaiting Veran’s entrance, imagining it in vivid detail, visualizing Veran’s plump tip slickly pushing through Maple’s loosened entrance.
A flicker of disappointment passed through Maple when Veran instead slipped her member up along Maple’s tush, pressing between her cheeks. Veran pressed her loins close to Maple, lightly grinding her hips back and forth, playfully stroking her member through the valley of Maple’s rear. “Heh, you don’t get it that easily.” Veran teased. Maple mumbled in disappointment, but Veran holding back at the last moment gave Maple a moment of clarity, allowing her mind to cut through the fog of lust and properly take the reins, once more. She was shocked with herself, berating herself in her own mind, shouting at herself for being so willing to give in at the first taste of pleasure.
Veran surprised Maple by reaching one arm around her, going down to her loins. Maple looked downwards, gasping lightly when Veran suddenly cupped her undercarriage, fondling her orbs in one hand. Maple’s painfully stiff manhood gave a hop, her drooling pre-cum starting to slather over the side of Veran’s hand. A heavy tremble vibrated along Maple’s body as Veran, still holding Maple’s orbs, reached further back, pressing Maple’s hanging undercarriage against her own. Maple closed her eyes, her mouth starting to hang open. Veran smiled and closed her eyes, as well. Massaging themselves against each other, they could feel one another’s soft, warm skin, delicately rubbing together. Maple spoke without thinking, blurting out “Do I feel good, Veran?” “What?” Veran asked, opening her eyes, her expression turning confused. Maple turned her head to the side, a little. “...Do you like this?” She quietly asked. Veran raised an eyebrow, her eyes going half-closed.
Veran released the two of them, ending the embrace between their pairs of orbs. She snapped her fingers, Maple feeling something smack down over both of her hands. Maple looked up, surprised. Strips of black magic had come over her hands, pinning them to the tree, forcing her to keep her arms in place. “Don’t forget who’s in control here, girl. For your smart tongue, you are now incapable of beating your damn meat while I check your pipes, and I wasn’t planning on giving you any reach-arounds. Congratulations.” Veran sarcastically said. Maple started to smile, a little. “I think I’ll manage.” She muttered out. Veran grinned wickedly. “We’ll just see about that.” She coolly said, causing Maple’s smile to die off. Veran brought her hand back to her groin, pulling her hips back enough to free her straining member from Maple’s awaiting tush. Just before she snapped her fingers and cast a spell, she looked up to the back of Maple’s head and narrowed her eyes, muttering out “And for your information, yes, I did enjoy rubbing balls. That should be of no surprise to you, this was all meant for my enjoyment, after all.”
Maple swallowed some excess saliva, worried that any response might earn her further punishment. Still, she ended up speaking, quietly saying “That’s good!...Means I have a higher chance of going home...Right?” Veran’s brow began to sink. She reached over, grabbed a fistful of Maple’s hair, and gave a quick yank backwards, making Maple let out a choked gasp. Veran’s tug hadn’t exactly hurt Maple, but it had shocked her, filled her with discomfort. “If I were you, I’d shut the hell up.” Veran hissed out, with rising annoyance. Maple didn’t risk another response. She merely mumbled in understanding, her eyes briefly turning watery. Veran released Maple’s hair, letting the young witch hang her head down, again. Veran gave both cheeks of Maple’s rear hard spanks, raising up clapping sounds. Maple whimpered, light stinging sensations appearing in her cheeks, for a few seconds. “You’re lucky I’m still putting lubricant on my cock.” Veran flatly said.
Maple didn’t respond. Veran snapped her fingers, then pointed them down at herself. Her member was consumed by a purple glow, the light falling after several seconds. When the glow dissipated, Veran’s member was revealed to be coated in the same colourless, sappy fluid that her fingers had been covered in, earlier on. Veran nibbled on her bottom lip, starting to smile, again. She gave Maple a quick pat on her bum, then held her by her hips, again. “You better hope I stretched your ass, enough.” Veran merely said. Maple momentarily wagged her hips left and right, beckoning to Veran. The moment of truth had arrived. The idea that her rear end would be deflowered in a few moments still frightened her, but Maple knew she had little choice other than allowing Veran to proceed. Veran quickly moved her hips forwards, sighing as her tip slickly glided between Maple’s cheeks. Finding her rosebud, Veran grinned, then quickly started to slip inwards.
Maple closed her eyes tight, her jaw tightening up. At first, she tried not to make any sound, but hardly after Veran’s tip had passed through her yielding sphincter, Maple let out a loud groan. Veran quietly moaned as she slipped in another inch. Maple raised her eyebrows, her eyes quickly opening up as a third inch passed into her accommodating depths. “Oh God, oh fuck!” Maple loudly moaned out, in panic. She went on her tippy-toes to try and bring herself off of Veran’s member, but Veran kept feeding herself into Maple, inch after inch. Maple let out a long, uncomfortable groan, mumbling out “Oh, shit! I can feel it throbbing! It’s too thick!” “You can take it, just relax...” Veran said, looking downwards, watching as a little over half of her member made it’s way into Maple. Maple’s member was almost spitting out pre-cum, becoming so intensely swollen with arousal that her foreskin was naturally starting to peel back, brazenly showing off Maple’s crimson tip.
“Let’s get it in all the way to the balls...” Veran said, starting to grin. Maple’s eyes went wide as she protestingly said “Please, not that deep! No, please! I-” Maple trailed off into a whimpering groan as Veran pushed more of herself into the young witch, moaning as she went to the base. A few droplets of sweat ran down Maple’s face. She had never had the faintest clue that her rear passage could stretch, so much. To Maple, who had a smaller body than Veran, Veran’s impressive size felt even more immense, Maple feeling like a hot, hard pole had been snuggled up into her vulnerable tush. Her voice quivering, Maple moaned out “Ohh, fuck...My ass...I can’t...Too deep...” Veran grinned and said “Aw, poor baby...Can’t the big human baby handle a dick up her butt? Just relax and you’ll get used to this, just like you got used to my fingers.” “You’re too deep...” Maple protestingly groaned, between clenched teeth. “Nonsense. Just remember how to unclench your ass. I’d suggest you hurry up, too, because I’m not going to wait around forever. You’re lucky I’m even waiting, at all.” Maple whimpered in fear, closing her eyes, desperately trying to relax the muscles in her rear. Veran smiled, feeling Maple’s hot, silky insides embrace her manhood, rejoicing in her presence, hugging her tight to beg her to stay. Veran almost laughed, tempted to tease Maple about her bum’s behaviour, deciding to hold off until the little witch had settled down.
Maple needed close to a minute before she had settled down, managing to relax her muscles enough that the discomfort of being so heavily filled began to fade. Veran, quite slowly, started to withdraw, Maple groaning in her throat, her muscles tensing up, her sphincter clamping down on Veran’s shaft. Veran chuckled, quietly. “You’re running out of time...Deep breaths. Relax your ass, already...” Veran said, her tone faintly annoyed. “I’m trying, you’re too big!” Maple breathed out, her eyes half-closed, staring sightlessly at the tree in front of her. “Moan. Moan, and breathe deeply. Try not to focus on your ass.” Veran suggested. Maple took Veran’s advice, closing her eyes, starting to take slow, deep breaths. She moaned lightly every time she exhaled, trying not to think about her tush’s predicament, focusing on every other part of her body. Slowly, Veran slipped deeper inside, and Maple found her sphincter settling again, allowing Veran passage without trouble.
Maple’s legs started to quiver, and she slowly eased back down on her feet, no longer on her tippy-toes. Her legs still trembled every few seconds, Maple trying not to consider the possibility of collapsing. A numb feeling began to appear in her tush, spreading from her sphincter and heading out to her cheeks. Eventually, Maple quietly said “I...I can’t feel my hips...” Veran grinned darkly. “Good, that’ll make things easier.” A droplet of sweat ran down the middle of Maple’s face, Maple quietly moaning as Veran slipped a few inches out of Maple’s tush, slowly pushing back home a few moments later. “Mm, your ass feels great, girl...” Veran teased, her voice starting to go hoarse with lust. Maple let out a quiet, high-pitched moan, starting to bite at her bottom lip. Veran gently, yet steadily, thrusted at Maple’s defenceless tush, looking down and watching herself move. Eventually, the goop she had magically covered herself with began to liquify a little, heated up by the shared warmth of their bodies, turning a little more watery.
Some of the excess lubricant began to trickle down from Maple’s stretched entrance, slowly running down the backside of her hanging orbs. Veran squeezed Maple’s hips, smiling as she said “Pretty soon, you might figure out how to squeeze your ass, properly...And then, you’ll figure out how to milk your prostate, against me. Won’t that be fun!” Maple couldn’t bring herself to respond, shame flooding through her as she remembered her earlier compliance. Veran started to speed up, no longer pausing between inwards and outwards motions, getting into a rhythm as she moved her hips. Maple was able to keep herself relaxed, feeling Veran pull out half of her length before sliding back home, stuffing her back up. Maple tried to keep her back passage as settled as possible, trying not to react with any muscle whatsoever, but eventually, she ended up giving a squeeze. Maple opened her eyes, briefly licking at her drying lips.
She instantly noticed that she had squeezed at Veran from somewhere deep inside, from behind her sphincter. Squeezing at her in that fashion wasn’t uncomfortable, in fact, it felt somewhat pleasurable. Before Maple knew it, she had squeezed again, then a third time, beginning up a milking pattern, lightly clamping at Veran’s pulsing tool. Veran chuckled with amusement. “There we go...Little girl’s using her ass, properly. Admit it, it feels nice, doesn’t it?” Veran let out a loud, sadistic laugh, then said “It just occurred to me, I might actually turn you straight, because of this! Tell me, do you like cock, now?” Maple rapidly and urgently shook her head, her brow starting to furrow. Veran grinned from ear to ear. “I hate liars. Admit it, damn it. You love dicks, especially when they go down your throat.” Veran demanded with annoyance, her thrusting starting to turn a little more forceful. Maple whimpered at the feeling, then angrily blurted out “I don’t like cocks, I like you, okay?!”
Veran’s face went blank, her thrusting quickly ceasing. Maple’s face went shocked when she realized what she had said, her eyes going wide, her lips set in a straight line. Veran’s brow started to furrow, a little, in confusion. She briefly narrowed her eyes as she said “You...What?” Maple shut her eyes tight, her face going crimson. Maple’s mouth hung open before she sheepishly mumbled out “I don’t...I dunno.” Maple felt terrified and embarrassed, unsure of why she had spoken such ridiculous words, equally unsure of how Veran might respond. Veran’s expression turned neutral again, the sorceress slowly starting to thrust, again. Maple nervously nibbled on her bottom lip, slowly looking towards the left, wondering what look Veran wore on her face. As her thrusting returned to their previous speed and strength, Veran started to smile. A little dismissively, she said “Yes, well, the desires of humans flit like the wind. You only “like” me because it’s easier for you to accept me, rather than hate me, while I’m plowing you. Another of your pathetic kind has my favour, anyway. Don’t become attached, girl.”
Maple sighed quietly, momentarily closing her eyes, saying a silent prayer of gratitude. As she opened her eyes, again, she mumbled out “Anyone I would know?...” “If you did know him, this situation would take a radically different path.” Veran absent-mindedly said, giving a hard thrust afterwards, making Maple groan in her throat. Maple kept milking Veran’s member, trying to pleasure herself through her round little tush, the slow crawl towards ecstasy burning throughout her entire body. “Wh-What’s his name?” Maple breathed out, her eyelids fluttering as a particularly powerful throb of pleasure went through her rump. Veran squeezed Maple’s hips, then ground her hips left and right, twitching around inside Maple as she felt her soft, slick walls constrict around her. Without thinking, Veran simply said “Link. Blonde hair, sword, shield. He’s a Hylian.” Maple’s eyes went wide, Maple speaking with just as little thought, a mistake she likely would’ve avoided, had she paused and reflected for a moment. Giving a laugh, she said “Hah hah, seriously? I know him! I turned him into a girl and finger-fucked with him, once. It was hilarious!” Veran’s eyes went wide, a stunned frown hitting her face. “You what?!” She loudly said, her brow plummeting. Maple’s laughter trailed off, her eyes going wide as she realized the error her quick tongue had caused.
“You little bitch, you acted as if you had no idea what sexual magic is! You turned my advisor into a woman?!” Veran loudly said, squeezing Maple’s hips hard. “I turned him back, after!” Maple worriedly said, looking over her shoulder. “I don’t care!” Veran snapped out. Maple yelped as Veran jerked her hips back, pulling three quarters of her length out from between Maple’s cheeks. Then, she thrust back in, giving a fast, hard crash with her hips. Maple gasped, shutting her eyes as Veran started thrusting, smacking her loins against Maple’s rear end. Maple’s jaw went tight, struggling to keep herself relaxed in the face of Veran’s new pace. “Veran-!” “Shut the fuck up, you little tart! I should kill you for putting my Link under a spell!” Veran angrily said. Between clenched teeth, Maple hissed out “You’re going too fast!” Veran laughed sadistically in response. “Your ass loves it, it’s clamping on me like a vise!” Veran loudly added, crashing her soft loins against Maple, making her cheeks lightly jiggle.
Maple bit her bottom lip, whimpering in her throat, closing her eyes and hanging her head down. Veran’s thrusting began to hit Maple strong enough that her hefty orbs were swinging over, gently slapping against Maple’s own, rubbing against each other. Maple’s eyes fogged over, the rhythmic squeezing in her rump becoming stronger, more intense. She could feel the magic spot inside her, twitching and quivering, swelling as she squeezed. Veran’s hard thrusts were hitting it harder, rubbing against it more intensely, stimulating it enough to make her moan out. Maple started to lose herself to pleasure again, sticking out her rump some more, pushing herself against Veran, offering herself up, urging her on. Veran didn’t seem to notice, or, at least, didn’t comment. Maple hung her head down as far as she could, looking down at her sweaty body, looking down to her rigid manhood. She had lost feeling in it a minute or two ago, which she assumed was the cost of being so aroused for so long while receiving no direct stimulation.
Her dark red tip was almost purple in colour, pre-cum constantly weeping from the eye of her member, trickling down in long strands from the end of her tool. Every now and then, her member would give a twitch and a hop, the pounding taking place just behind it raising envy in her own manhood. She could see her orbs sway whenever Veran’s own hit her, their undercarriages embracing at the end of every inwards thrust. Maple stared at herself with glazed eyes, her mouth hanging open, the blush covering her face starting to tint darker. She instinctively tried to touch herself, but quickly remembered how Veran had trapped her hands, leaving her helpless. The sensation of Veran ramming at her, stuffing her, she couldn’t deny it, anymore. She enjoyed it, and she might’ve even been starting to love it. Now that she was used to it and could stay relaxed, it was fun enough to make her sigh, a tremble running up her spine. The pleasure burning in her creamy bum began to soar to new heights, Maple’s personal acceptance of the sensation apparently opening a metaphorical door.
At first, Maple was surprised by the sudden increase in pleasure, realizing with some confusion that she might head towards an orgasm. A moment later, her eyes opened with shock, Maple realizing that she was, in fact, heading towards an orgasm. The tense sensation behind her groin was starting to flood throughout her body, electricity jolting through her tush, intensifying every time Veran’s hot, hard manhood slammed home. Although her tool felt numb, Maple felt an intense tingling began to appear over her neglected tip, the swollen end of her manhood almost shivering. She started to squeeze on Veran stronger and more frequently, starting to lose her control over herself, Maple panicking at the idea of her sphincter suddenly trying to tighten up, again. Tears came into her eyes at the pleasure, her mind starting to go white. Her member started to jump around, pre-cum spilling from her in fresh waves. Maple lost control of her muscles, squeezing recklessly at Veran, clamping down on her. “I think I’m gonna...I’m...!” Maple breathed out. Her eyes started to roll back into her head as the explosive orgasm neared. Veran grinned widely, and abruptly stopped thrusting.
Thick globs of creamy seed trickled from Maple’s end, running down in her pre-cum. Maple’s face went shocked and terrified, the hard-earned pleasure beginning to fade away, the long build-up towards her orgasm beginning to undo. Her pre-cum looked similar to a string of pearls, the circular lumps of seed travelling down her lukewarm juice, falling to the ground. Despite discharging her seed, Maple had felt no pleasure, no orgasm. She had been so agonizingly close to her finish when Veran had stopped that her body had essentially been tricked; her body had spewed cream for the orgasm, assured that it would take place, but the stimulation from her rump had been cut off just before the delicate pleasure could go the final step. “N-No! Why’re you stopping? I was so close! I was so close!!” Maple almost cried out, tears flooding her eyes. “If you wanna cum, make yourself cum, you little bitch. Consider it payback for Link.” Veran coldly muttered out, narrowing her eyes.
“But, my hands-!” “Shake your hips, fuck your own ass on my dick. Milk your little prostate.” Veran angrily said. Maple desperately considered Veran’s words before taking her offer, trying to salvage her orgasm. Maple, whimpering and moaning desperately, started grinding her hips, pushing away from the tree, slamming her behind against Veran’s loins. Tilting forwards, she pulled herself away from Veran, then pushed back, slamming Veran into her body. Veran mumbled in pleasure, looking down and watching Maple work her body, working feverishly to save her ruined orgasm. Maple resisted the urge to sob as she moved her body, moaning loudly and without shame when she felt the pleasure begin to rise again. Maple felt exhausted and sore, but the only thing in her entire life that mattered, at that moment, was obtaining that lost orgasm, that full-body ecstasy that had almost transported her to paradise. Veran slowly spaced her feet apart at shoulder-width, holding up her right hand.
Her eyes half-closed and glazed over, she watched as a purple light engulfed her index and middle fingers, fading away a moment later. Her fingers freshly covered in goopy lubricant, Veran reached her arm behind herself, nibbling at her bottom lip as she slipped them between her large, curvy cheeks. She closed her eyes and moaned out, quickly forcing her fingers into herself, digging them into herself despite the awkward position. Despite how tiring it was and how much it strained her muscles, Veran did her best to ram her fingers back and forth as much as possible, working them hard and fast enough to slap her hand against her own fleshy cheeks. Veran, grinning, decided to tease Maple, wondering if it would push her towards her orgasm. “Mm, I’m fucking my ass too, girl...Feels good...Can you hear me?...” Maple let out a steamy, shaky moan in response. Veran opened her eyes, looking down at Maple’s glistening back, saying “How’s your little dick-slit feel? You’re churning out so much pre-cum that it’s even hitting my balls, it’s...Mm, kind of nice, actually...”
Maple let out a louder, more high-pitched moan, almost whimpering. Veran brought her free hand up to her chest, fiercely pinching her left nipple through her bra-like garment, squeezing down on her swollen areola. She kept thrusting her fingers into her backside, trying to get at her own magic spot, squeezing down tight at her own intruding digits. Maple’s legs were shaking intensely, her muscles cramping up, but Maple didn’t care. She was closing in again, it was almost enough to make her break down and weep. The fiery pleasure in her little tush was wiping her mind, pulling her back to animalistic instincts. Barely able to string the words together, fighting back sobs, Maple begged Veran. “P-Please...Veran, I’m so close...Please, move! F-Fuck my ass!” Veran smiled and said “Hmm, I don’t know...” Maple sobbed, hanging her head down. Veran grinned and furrowed her brow, saying “Fine, alright! Damn ass-whore.”
Veran, still piercing into her tush with two fingers, starting to rock her hips back and forth, giving short, jolting thrusts. Maple moaned, her jaw chattering. She was close, so close, she could feel it in her back passage, her magic spot was starting to tingle and quake, again. She sobbed in pleasure, tears running down her cheeks. “I’m gonna cum!” She breathed out, in little more than a whisper. Maple shut her eyes tight, her entire rear passage clamping down on Veran, her pale little abused bum strangling Veran’s manhood, retaliating to the teasing, fingering, and pounding it had long endured. “Oh, fuck! Tight!” Veran groaned out. Maple went blind and deaf, her mouth hanging open wide in a silent scream. Lightning bolts flooded through her body, jolting every part of her, making her entire body spasm with euphoria. A thick, heavy rope of seed abruptly spewed from Maple’s swollen tip, splashing against the tree. Another rich rope of Maple’s cream flew from her, hitting the tree not far from the first. Her member started to jump up and down as Maple twitched, mere trickles and droplets running from her, for a few seconds. Maple was gasping for air, Veran chuckling darkly to herself. “And the little human baby finally got to cum all over the place. Congratulations.” She teased. Veran suddenly pulled out of Maple in one quick, vicious yank, freeing her manhood from Maple’s little rear.
Maple’s rosebud was red and stretched, making a little gape in her backside, her confused sphincter remaining relaxed and open. At the same time, Veran removed the black strips of magic over Maple’s hands, freeing her. Almost immediately, Maple collapsed down to her knees, still panting for air. Veran grinned and said “Turn around, jerk me off, and let me cum on your pretty face.” Maple, wincing from her sore leg muscles, slowly turned around, her eyes gleaming with gratitude and affection, Maple overjoyed that Veran hadn’t ruined a second orgasm. Her entire body trembling with euphoria, her mouth hanging open, Maple came closer to Veran, staying down on her knees. She reached over with both hands, wrapping them both around Veran’s slick shaft, vigorously pumping both hands along her length. Every time Maple’s fists hit Veran’s base, her orbs swayed, Veran starting to nibble on her bottom lip. Her arm worked faster and harder, Veran groaning with discomfort as she forced a third finger into her rear, stretching her ring.
When Maple noticed Veran’s rising urgency and her apparent desire for some tush-play, Maple smiled lustfully. She took one hand from Veran’s throbbing tool, darting it behind her orbs. Veran’s eyes opened and went wide as Maple brought two fingers to Veran’s opening, quickly starting to push them in, cramming them in alongside Veran’s own digits. Veran grit her teeth in discomfort, but ended up letting out a loud moan as they both worked their fingers, jamming them into Veran’s backside. “Ohhh, yeah...Fuck, get ready...” Veran breathed out in ecstasy, starting to hang her head back. Maple kept her eyes up on Veran, watching the sorceress as she barrelled towards an orgasm. Her eyes fell to Veran’s member just as Veran let out a long, tense moan, her rear clamping down on the duo’s fingers. Maple recoiled when Veran’s seed squirted out, the first load hitting her cheek with enough force to make the young witch flinch.
Maple stuck out her tongue, just to see if she could catch any, although the second load struck her between her nose and upper lip, narrowly missing the target. The third load was a weak stream, hitting Maple’s tongue and chin, Maple promptly withdrawing her tongue and swallowing down Veran’s discharge. Veran sighed heavily with satisfaction, withdrawing her fingers from her rear, smiling widely. Maple slipped her fingers as deep into Veran as they could go, surprising the sorceress, Maple looking around for Veran’s magic spot. “What’re you doing, girl?” Veran snapped out, looking down at Maple. Maple smiled, although her eyes were a little worried by Veran’s response. Maple ground her fingertips around at Veran’s quivering magic spot, teasing her as she squeezed Veran’s manhood in her fist, slowly tugging along her length. “Just getting what’s left.” Maple soothingly said, looking up at Veran’s eyes. Veran raised her eyebrows, starting to smile, again. Maple looked down to Veran’s tip, watching as she slowly milked out what remained of Veran’s discharge, creating a fat, white droplet of seed over the eye of Veran’s member. Maple closed her eyes, leaned over, and dragged her tongue up along Veran’s bulbous purple tip, getting one final taste of Veran’s creamy fluids.
“There. You can go home, now...And good riddance.” Veran coldly said, adjusting the fit of her hat for a moment, feeling at her bangs with one hand. Maple was smiling a little, gazing at Veran, holding her broom with both hands. “Thank you for keeping your word.” Maple quietly said. Veran raised an eyebrow, making a huffy “hmph” sound. Maple slowly brought one end of the broom down to the ground, holding it in one hand. “Well...I suppose I should go.” Maple said, just a little reluctantly. “I expected you to be jumping for joy. Why do you keep smiling? Get going, girl, before I change my mind and kill you where you stand.” Veran said, with rising annoyance. To Veran’s surprise, Maple didn’t look at her with fear or caution. She just smiled a little more, her eyes warm. Maple gazed at Veran for a few seconds more, then turned around, putting her broom between her legs, one end still near the ground. She took off in a quick flare of magical power, soaring up into the sky above the dirt path, quickly disappearing from view.
Veran watched her leave, her face expressionless, her eyes relaxed and partially closed. Eventually, she turned around and set off in her previous direction, resuming her search for Vire...
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