Hunting the Erotimancer
To anyone who didn’t know, it would have looked as if Monique was simply pausing as if to reflect on some item of interest and in a way, that was exactly what she was doing.
To Monique, the air practically crackled with magical energy. There was a powerful mage here. Well not here exactly but somewhere in the vicinity. That much was certain but as powerful as the mage was, one thing was certain. He wasn’t as powerful as her.
Still, that wasn’t a reason to get cocky. Getting cocky was a good way to make mistakes and when you were hunting mages, making mistakes was as good a way to get dead or, and here even Monique shivered, making mistakes was a good way to get to something even worse than dead.
The air hung heavy with sexual energy. Monique was a slender woman. She looked to be in about her early to mid twenties but those looks belied her true age but in keeping with her looks, she was dressed in jeans and a tee. She looked somewhat innocent and because of that, it was unlikely that anyone would ever guess that she was what she really was.
As Monique stood where she stood, she watched the norms walking by. The norms might not be magic users but that didn’t mean they were unaffected by what was in the air. Men leered at women. Women preened for men. Both men and women were highly aroused. It was clear what she was pursuing. It was an erotimancer.
Even if she didn’t know who she was pursuing, she knew what he was, and for whatever reason, it was always a he. He was a mage that derived his power from sexual energy and considering what was in the air right now, the man was probably feeding on the energy around him right now.
In fact, he was probably somewhere nearby stoking the fires and keeping the energy turned up and with everyone as hot as they were, it was like having a constant source of energy to tap into whenever it was needed.
Ah, Monique smiled, but there was a way to deal with that. The best way to deal with an erotimancer was to dry up his source of energy and the best way to do that was ...
Aw, now there was a likely subject. She took out her wand and she waved it in the air and ... well, the norms wouldn’t even know what she was doing anyway.
The busty blond stopped. She looked puzzled, which in fact, she most likely was. She was sure she’d forgotten something but for the life of her, she just couldn’t remember what it was.
Monique smiled to herself. The blond was certainly a stunner. She was blond, of course, and she had blue eyes, but it was unlikely that anyone would notice her hair or her eyes first. No, the blond had full, round tits that she seemed determined to stuff inside a tight, little t-shirt and a butt that she’d shoved inside a pair of skin tight jeans so that most likely what people were going to notice first were her tits or her ass.
All right, now that she had the blond, she needed to find someone else. With the blond as hot as she was, almost anyone else would do but Monique considered herself something of a perfectionist and what she was looking for and ... oh yes, that would do just fine.
With a wave of the wand, the Asian businesswoman who’d just happened to be walking by was suddenly transformed into a little Asian schoolgirl. She looked shy. She looked innocent. She looked very, very ripe. She looked very nice.
Monique waved her wand and the blond seemed to come to life. She blinked a couple of times and then her eyes seemed to lock in on the girl. “Hey,” she said. “Hey, you. I’m talking to you.”
The schoolgirl stopped.
“What’s your name?” the blond demanded.
“Aiko.”
The blond was staring at the girl and the schoolgirl was staring right back at the blond. “God, you’re hot,” the blond said. “Did you know that. You’re so fucking hot.”
The schoolgirl didn’t say anything.
“Take off your top,” the blond demanded. “I want to see your tits.”
The schoolgirl most likely wouldn’t have done it but with a wave of Monique’s wand, the girl did exactly what she was told to do.
“Take the bra off too.”
Again, the Asian girl complied with the order as she exposed her perky, little breasts.
“You have small tits,” the blond observed.
The Asian girl said nothing.
“Would you like to see mine?” the blond asked but she wasn’t waiting for a response. She pulled her t-shirt off to reveal her fully formed tits. “These are what tits should look like,” she said. “Do you want to get a closer look at them?”
A crowd had started to form and was gathering around the two women which was exactly what Monique had intended to have happen.
“Come over here,” the blond said. “Come over here and feel what some real tits feel like.”
If the Asian girl had any inclination to do anything else but what she’d been told to do, she showed no indication of it. Instead, she just walked up and she buried her face between the blond’s massive mounds.
“Oh my God,” the blond moaned as she pressed her breasts against he girl’s face, “oh my God. That’s so good.”
There was no way the gathering crowd could have disagreed with that assessment. In fact, the more it went on, the more people were drawn into the activities and the more the people watched, the more engaged they became.
“Oh my God,” the blond gushed. “Oh my God. That’s it. Stick your fucking face between my tits.”
The girl did exactly what she was told to do.
“I’ll bet you like that, don’t you? I’ll bet you like feeling what real tits feel like.”
The girl, of course, said nothing and all the while while the crowd was looking at the two women, Monique was looking at the crowd, trying to detect if there was someone out there who was getting perhaps a little more enjoyment than they should have out of this but as far as she could tell, there wasn’t. Ah well, the witch thought. It was a shame but that would have been too easy.
Still, it was time to put a stop to all this. With another wave of her wand, the crowd became even more sexually turned on as they watched the antics of the two women. People were moaning now and there was little attempt to keep anything private.
“I think someone needs to have her pussy licked. What do you think about that?” the blond said.
“I am so wet,” Aiko meekly agreed.
“Not you, you twit,” the blond corrected her. “Me. I think I need to have my pussy licked. What do you think about that?”
The little Asian girl just shrugged.
“Have you ever licked a pussy before?”
The Asian girl shook her head.
“Then I think it’s time you learned how,” and with that, the busty, blond began to unbutton her jeans and then she was pushing them down. Her hips couldn’t help but wriggle seductively as she pushed both the tight jeans and her little, white cotton panties down past her hips and then down her legs. She kicked off her shoes and then she stepped out of her clothes and finally, she was completely naked. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
The little Asian girl just shook her head.
“That’s funny because the way you’re looking at my pussy, I would have bet that you couldn’t wait to do this.”
“I haven’t done it before.”
“Then I guess it’s time we got you started.”
The blond laid down right there on the sidewalk and she quickly spread her legs even as she looked up the Asian girl and her fingers worked her pussy. “Come here, you little tease,” the blond moaned. “Come over here and let’s see what that little, virgin mouth of yours can do.”
The other girl shrugged and then she was knelt between the other woman’s legs as she leaned down to lick the blond’s wet and waiting pussy.
There was another moan from the assembled onlookers. Men had their pants down and their dicks out. Women were actively rubbing their pussies.
Monique picked out a man who seemed to really be enjoying himself and with a wave of his wand, the man stepped forward and then he was kneeling behind the Asian girl. He put a hand on her ass but if the girl felt him, she didn’t give any indication of it because she just kept right on licking the pussy in front of her.
That was all the encouragement that the man needed. He pulled up the girl’s skirt and he pushed her panties down as he worked his way between her legs.
That finally got the girl’s attention because she turned and looked back at the man.
“I think someone needs to have her pussy taken care of,” the man said and without further ado, he shoved his cock in that tight, little pussy.
“Oh fuck,” the little Asian girl moaned but then without further ado, she went back to licking the pussy in front of her.
It was clear that the threesome down on the middle of the sidewalk weren’t the only ones that were getting off on this. Monique wave her wand one more time.
It was a mass orgy in the broadest sense of the term. It was the sudden and complete release of all sexual energy by everyone anywhere near by. It was worn out and spent bodies crumpled to the ground. They’d be fine in a bit but for the time being, they were too worn for much of anything and they were certainly too worn out to provide the erotimancer the sexual energy that he craved.
The flow of sexual energy leaves a path for the mage who knows how to follow it and Monique certainly knew how to follow it. It was flowing across the square to a certain three-story building. Where exactly it was going in the building she couldn’t be certain but she knew in general where it was going.
This was the tricky part. The sudden release of all that sexual energy would have made the erotimancer suddenly more powerful than he even normally was but it was like a sugar rush. There’d be a certain burst of energy that would be followed by a malaise as the sexual rush was bled away. Attack too early and you’d run into an even more dangerous foe. Wait too long and you’d lose the advantage if the erotimancer was able to recharge himself.
A quick sweep of the first story seemed to indicate that there was nothing there. The manager’s apartment was there and an old couple and a couple of apartments that appeared unoccupied but other than that, nothing else.
The second story contained little more of interest. There was a mother that was home with her baby and a man jerking himself off in his bed. That might have been interesting if that was the way erotimancy worked, but it wasn’t.
That left the top floor.
From the instant that she reached the top floor, Monique knew. Her fingers tightened on the wand before she relaxed her grip. Holding the wand tighter wouldn’t make the magic work any better but there was little doubt about it. This was the place.
From the outside, it looked like there was a suite of apartments but what Monique saw in her mind’s eye was something different. What Monique saw was a suite of apartments that had been converted into one large apartment.
Monique pointed her wand at the door and in the next instant, she blasted the door away and it was through that portal that she stepped into the apartment.
The first thing she saw was a man. Not a particularly impressive man. Just a man. He was standing there in his underwear and holding a glass of what looked like scotch. She looked at him and he looked back at her.
“Who are you?” the man demanded.
“My name is Monique and you are guilty of erotimancy. I’m here to take you into custody.”
“Oh please,” the man said. “Erotimancy? Me? Do I look like an erotimancer to you?”
Monique wasn’t fooled. You didn’t have to look like anything special to be an erotimancer. You just had to do it. “You’re an erotimancer,” she said. “Come on. Let’s go.”
The man sighed and he put down his glass. “Very well,” he said.
Whoa, Monique thought. How had that happened. One moment, he’d just been standing there and suddenly, he had his wand in his hand.
“So you want to have this out, do you? All right. I’m game. Let’s dance.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Monique said.
“You sound worried.”
“I’m not worried.”
“Maybe you should be,” and in the next instant, the man struck with a bolt of energy.
Monique swatted the bolt away. “Is that the best you got?” she asked.
“Maybe. Maybe not.”
“Come on,” she said. “It’s over. Let’s go.”
Zap. In came another bolt.
Again, Monique swatted the bolt away. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so much trouble after all.
It was only then that she realized the fallacy of that thought and it was a moment too late but a moment was a moment and a moment too late was a moment too late because when the next bolt came, it didn’t exactly catch her off guard but part of it seemed to slide in under her defenses.
Oh geez. That wasn’t good. Her body was starting to tingle.
“Looks like someone made a mistake,” the man chuckled.
Okay, he’d gotten to her, but he hadn’t disabled her. Still, she was definitely diminished. She needed to ... she had to get out of there while she still could. She had to get out of there and then she could recuperate and she could come back and if he wasn’t here when she came back then she’d just have to find him again but she had to get out of there.
“Where are you going?”
Oh crap. She’d wanted to move backwards because she hadn’t wanted to take her eyes off of the man and she hadn’t taken her eyes off of him but when she tried to move backwards, she couldn’t do it.
“Where are you going?” he asked again.
“I have to go.”
“No you don’t. Stay.”
Oh crap. She hadn’t even seen him do it but now it was getting so hard to even think of going and why should she go. Maybe she should just stick around a little.
No wait. That was just what he wanted her to think. Oh crap. This was so bad.
“Where are you going?” he asked yet again.
She had to do something. Monique lashed out with her wand but the man easily swatted her attempt away. “Why don’t you stay.”
No, she couldn’t stay.
The man used his wand again and Monique easily deflected his spell or at least that was what she’d thought she’d done right up until she noticed her left breast starting to grow.
It was getting bigger and it was getting heavier. It pushed against her bra but it was only the left breast.
Oh fuck. This was damned awkward. She looked at the man. “Look at me you fucking idiot.”
“What?”
“Look at my breasts. They’re growing.”
“Funny. I only see one of them growing.”
“This isn’t funny, you know.”
“I never said it was but then you were trying to take me into custody,” the man sneered. “Did you just think I’d go along quietly like a good, little boy?”
He was right. She had been meaning to take him into custody but now. Look at her, she told herself. Ugh. Her breast was huge or at least it was compared to the other one. What the hell was she going to do?
No wait. That was what he wanted her to do. He wanted her to think about her tits. Oh very clever. Just the sort of ploy that an erotimancer would pull. Get her thinking about her breasts and then get her thinking about ... sex!
No. No, don’t think about that. But it was already too late. The thought was already there in her head. This was bad. She had to get out of there. She had to get out of there now.
She saw the man move and her wand once more came up. She’d been distracted at least for the moment but she was back. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the man. “You should have attacked me while you had the chance,” she said.
“I can help,” the man tried to protest.
“Yeah right.”
“It’s my spell.”
“I can figure it out on my own.”
“I’m sure you can but how long do you think that’s going to take.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a complex spell.”
“I can figure it out.”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t but it’s going to take some time.”
“So?”
“So if you want to go around looking like that until you figure it out, be my guest, but like I said, it’s my spell. I can fix it right now.”
“Yeah right.”
“I promise. No tricks.”
“Like I believe you.”
“What choice do you have?”
There was that, but still ...
“Look. It’s a limited time offer. If you don’t want it, just say so.”
“I’ll take it,” Monique said grudgingly.
“You know, this would be easier if you took your top off.”
“Why?” the woman asked suspiciously.
“Because then maybe then I could see what I was doing.”
“You seemed to be able to see just fine before,” Monique grumbled.
“You call one super-sized breast fine?”
In spite of herself, Monique had to admit the man did have a point.
“Fine,” the man said. “Do what you want but don’t blame me if your nipple suddenly droops down and touches your knee.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I’m just telling you, you need to work with me.”
“Oh fine. All right. Have it your way. I’m removing my top.”
“Hmm now. That’s nice,” the man said, “when they’re not mismatched, you know.”
“Shut up. You did this to me. Now God damn it. Fix it.”
“All right. Now hold still there.” The man waved his wand. “There you go.”
Hold still. What the hell did he think she was? Did he think she was some junior level witch who could be fooled into thinking that it mattered whether she moved or not. Magic didn’t work that way. He knew it and more importantly, she knew it, too. Magic was about the fabric of life. Movement had nothing to do with it.
Her breasts were tingling all right and that was good and Monique couldn’t help but look down. In a moment, it’d be fixed. She’d have to withdraw, of course. It would be humiliating, of course. It would be humiliating to know that he’d bested her but after what had happened, well, she couldn’t very well continue the fight.
And it was only then that she realized what was happening. Her left breast wasn’t shrinking. Instead, it was her right breast that was growing. “You ass hole,” she railed against the man. “You said you’d fix it. You promised.”
“I did fix it. You’re a hundred percent better now. Actually, you’re better than that.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, first of all, we got rid of those pesky little titties of yours and we gave you something much more befitting of a woman of your stature.”
“A woman of my stature? What do you mean by that?”
The man just reached out and he caressed Monique’s newly inflated breasts ever so slightly but that caress was all it took to send Monique gasping for breath. “What I mean is you’re going to be feeding me,” he said, “or more to the point, you’re going to be feeding my power.”
“You ... you ass hole,” Monique gasped. “You promised. You said you were going to fix me.”
“But my dear, can’t you see,” the man sneered. “Can’t you see. That’s exactly what I did do. I fixed you good,” and with that, he caressed her breasts yet again.
Monique finally got it even as her body was wracked with pleasure. Oh my God. Her pussy was so wet. Oh my God. She needed to get out there but what she really needed was a cock between her legs.
No. That wasn’t right. That wasn’t ...
It was so right. God, she needed a cock. She needed it so bad.
No, no, no.
“Would you like something like this?”
Where had the two men come from, Monique wondered, but then again, did it really matter. The men were naked and they had big, hard cocks. Damn, the men were hung and she could feel her pussy getting even wetter.
No wait. That was wrong.
But then the erotimancer once more ran his hand over her breasts and then his fingers tweaked her nipples.
Monique couldn’t help but moan. What was wrong was making her pussy wait as long as she had. She knew what she needed. She needed to get fucked.
“Would you like these men?” the erotimancer asked.
What a stupid, fucking question. One look at those dicks should have been enough. “Of course I want them,” she said. “Give them to me.”
That apparently was all it took to get the two men descending upon her. They were kissing her but more importantly, they were playing with her tits and the more they played with her tits, the hotter she got. There was a part of Monique that still recognized what was happening to her. Whatever the erotimancer had done, it had caused her breasts to be hot-wired into her sex drive. The more she had her breasts played with, the more her need to fuck and the more she got herself fucked, the more she’d need to have her breasts played with but even though she now saw it for what it was, none of that really mattered. What mattered was that she got her pussy fucked.
Someone had her skirt pulled up and then someone was rubbing her panties against her cunt. “Oh fuck,” she moaned. Oh fuck, that felt so fucking good.
But then it got even better when someone pulled her panties down and then those hands were back again except now they were rubbing themselves against her wet, little pussy.
And then she was being pushed down. She was being pushed down onto her hands and knees and there was a man coming up behind her and she could feel his cock between her legs and she couldn’t help but moan because it felt so right to feel the head of that cock pressed up against her little aching cunt.
But then it felt even better when that cock was shoved deep up inside her. Damn, that felt good. Damn, that felt so fucking good.
But Monique hardly had any time to think about that because no sooner than the one cock been shoved in her pussy than there was another one at her mouth that was begging for her attention and even though it wasn’t like that was something that she’d ever really thought of doing before, suddenly, it just seemed like that was the right thing to do so she opened her mouth and she welcomed that cock inside.
Her mouth loved it. Her mouth loved sucking on that cock. Her mouth loved it almost as much as her pussy loved getting fucked.
She knew she was being used but she knew she just didn’t care. She could feel her tits as she took those cocks and every time she did, it just make her want to get fucked even more. All that mattered was the cock in her mouth and the one between her legs.
The man in her mouth groaned and she knew what that meant. Oh my God. He was going to cum and she couldn’t help herself. She sucked him harder.
And he didn’t cum.
No, she would have wailed if she could have pulled her mouth free from his cock. No. She needed that and all the while, there was that cock in her pussy. Oh my God. She needed to cum. She needed to cum so fucking bad.
The man in her pussy groaned and he pulled out of her even as the man in her mouth did the same. The men were jerking themselves off. She knew that. And then she felt it, the feel of cum being sprayed across her butt even as she felt more cum being blasted across her face.
She’d never thought she would have liked that before but now, wherever the cum touched her skin, her skin just seemed to burn and not in a bad way. It felt good. It felt, really, really good.
Without even thinking, her hands stroked her now well endowed chest and the one-time wizard hunter couldn’t help but moan. She needed to cum. She needed to cum so fucking bad.
She looked at the man in front of her, the one who’d just cum on her face and she couldn’t help but notice he was hard again. He’d just cum on her face and he was already hard again but of course he was. She needed him so it was only right that he’d be hard again for her.
She pulled the man down and this time, it was she who’d be in control. She straddled his body and then her hands reached between her legs. She wrapped her fingers around his waiting cock and then she brought him to her waiting pussy.
Oh damn, that felt good. Oh damn, it felt good to have that cock in her pussy.
She was going to make this one cum inside her and she just couldn’t wait.
And that was when the other man came around, the one that had been fucking her from behind, only he wasn’t fucking her from behind anymore. She looked up at him. “Do you want me to suck you?” she asked. “Do you want me to suck your cock?”
The man shook his head and he just sort of crouched down.
What did he want, Monique wondered and then she realized where his cock was going and she couldn’t wait to push her tits together.
It wasn’t just his cock. It wasn’t just her hands. It was everything. It was every touch of anything on her tits. It was everything that just made her pussy even hotter. She was going to cum now and she just didn’t care.
The man she was riding was going to cum. He was going to cum in her pussy and she just didn’t care. She wanted him to. She’d never wanted a man to cum in her pussy before but she wanted it now. She wasn’t sure how she knew it but she knew she was going to cum when he did.
But just when that seemed as if it were inevitable, the man pulled free at the last moment.
“No,” she wailed and yet she knew what was happening. She didn’t even have a chance to make a grab for his cock because she could feel him cumming outside her pussy and even as she felt it, she could feel something else. Even as the man who’d been in her pussy started to cum, so too did the one who’d been between her tits.
No, she’d wanted to cum, she told herself and then with her very next thought, she was asking herself just what the hell she was thinking. She didn’t want to cum. She wanted to get out of there. She had to escape, didn’t she?
Didn’t she?
She wasn’t even sure when she’d dismounted the man she’d been riding but she’d been sitting there on the floor when she found herself looking up at the erotimancer. “It looks like things aren’t going the way you thought they’d go, are they, Monique?”
Monique didn’t even bother to ask herself how it was that the man knew her name. It didn’t matter how he knew. What mattered was that he knew.
“I can help you out,” the man said.
“How?” Monique said in a dour tone.
“I can make you cum.”
She wasn’t supposed to want that. She was supposed to want to escape.
“Lean back,” the man told her.
She wasn’t going to lean back, Monique told herself but it was only then that she realized she was leaning back.
“Spread your legs,” the man ordered.
Spread her legs? Sure why not. She could spread her legs.
“Now play with your tits.”
Monique’s hands played with her tits and a moment later, she couldn’t help but moan. She needed someone to fuck her. She needed to be fucked so fucking bad.
“I’ll bet you want this,” the man gloated as he perched himself over her body.
She looked down at his cock and she did want it. Her hands continued to play with her tits and she couldn’t help but moan again. She wanted that cock so very bad.
“Well if you want it,” the erotimancer said, “then here goes.”
Monique couldn’t help but moan as the man buried himself between her legs. Oh fuck, that was good. Oh fuck. That was so fucking good.
“You know you belong to me now, don’t you?”
Anything, she wanted to say. She knew it was wrong but she just couldn’t help herself. She’d do anything if he let her cum.
“You’re going to serve me now. Your sex belongs to me. Your sex will make me more powerful than I ever was before.”
There was just something so intoxicating about that. It was the promise of sex. It was that she was going to be allowed to fuck and more than anything, that was what she wanted.
“Before I let you cum though, you’re going to have to bond your sexual energy to me.”
Anything. She’d do anything.
“Do you agree?”
She was finally starting to get it. He wanted to use her. He wanted to feed off her. He wanted to feed off her sexual energy. It was what erotimancers did and it was wrong, and yet ...
And yet there was that thought in the back of her mind as her hands continued to play with her tits.
And that would mean he’d need her to cum. That would mean he’d need it a lot.
“Do you agree?” he asked again.
“You can have whatever you want,” she said and even as she said it, she knew she was giving up and she was giving in.
It was like she could feel it, like someone was reaching in to her very soul and was taking hold of something that was hers and it was something that she was letting him do and now that part of hers was his, too. Her sex existed for his enjoyment, too.
No, not his enjoyment. His power.
And besides, she thought as her pussy finally came, if this was what it meant to be used, then she wanted to be used. In fact, she wanted to be used a lot.