“So, I've been thinking…”

“Oh, you were?” Willow turned around from the huge bookshelf that was standing on the right side of her small magic shop. Two books still floating, a light aura holding them up in place against gravity.

Szili snorted. Her cheek resting on her arm, leaning against the cashier counter, sitting on a stool. “Yeah. So, like, you can move stuff around. But, like, can you do it to people too?”

Elf made a gentle wave with her hands, and the books smoothly placed themselves in her arms. “That rather depends.”

“On?”

Willie turned around, approached the table, and set two big titles down. They were not in any language Szili knew. Probably elvish.

“And what is getting your head so curious about it?” The witch leaned on the table, looking at the sitting bird.

“Just curious! You know, we're friends, yeah? You do magic stuff all the time; I wanna know your hobbies and stuff..." – Now that was a fucking lie. But sure, she can play the game. Let's see where that leads them.

“Alright, then.” Willie took a spare stool, put it next to the counter, and sat down. Truly, there was something amusing about trying to explain such complex matters to a barely educated mind, since most of the time it wasn't anything that Szili could even begin to understand if Willie didn't use a language appropriate for a five-year-old, but that's why she enjoyed Szili being around. Occasionally.

“See, everything alive has this little thing called a soul. Soul produces life force that courses through your body; everything has a unique life force; there are no two alike.” As Willie spoke, she waved her hands around the table to picture things better. Szili followed her fingers back and forth. Her wings puffed up, and bird eyes pinned small and big, as she did her best to focus. “When I, or any other witch, do magic, we spend our life force to manipulate reality. When it's a rock, or a book, it's simple, as still things don't own souls. The life force I use to manipulate them has space and easy access to capture them and do whatever I want with them. Like floating around, for example. Do you follow?”

It took a second before Szili realized that she was asked a question. She stopped gaping at Willie's hands and met her gaze. “Uh, yeah, I think so!” She said, blinking twice. Well, it could be worse. Willie gave her a patronizing smile back.

“Now, when a witch tries to take possession of a living creature, like a plant or an animal, they need to fight against the life force of that living being, since you see, two souls don't like to collide with each other. Life force will reject an unfamiliar element. It's not that big of an issue with plants since they are rather weak in that department; animals are a bit more challenging. However, that's what druids specialize in.”

“Yeah, yeah, but what about people?” Szili leaned to the elf with a frown, awaiting explanations.

“Humanoids are way more tricky, Szili. Flora and fauna are possible to do, as they are led by their instincts, which can be manipulated easier. Humanoids have self-awareness, abstract thought, a will. All of that is in direct link to life force. Like a symbiotic relationship: you can't have one without the other. To take control of a person requires fighting off their mind.”

“But it IS possible!” An excited grin showed up on her face. Willie could say that she doesn't like where this is going, but that would be an even bigger lie than ‘getting to know each other.’ It's almost as if Sziliana was just willingly trying to become a test subject sometimes. Possibly only to suck up to the witch more. Or maybe because the experiments usually led to intercourse, which Szili was particularly keen on, for some strange reason.

“I suppose so.” Willow nodded calmly and waited. Staring at the bird, that had something visibly cooking up inside her chest… Or rather, crotch. Where all of her brilliant ideas came from. It took a second. A painfully long second, where they stared at each other, piercing each other's eyes with some unholy desire that would make even the greatest smut writer blush. Willie already began to open her mouth to ask if Szili was done with her questions, but just before she could–

“So do you wanna try it with me or not?”

***

Szili was sitting on an old chair in the middle of the room, which was hidden at the back of the shop. Partially a backroom, partially Willie's secret evil laboratory. Their usual setup. Well, sometimes Szili was neatly tied up to said chair, mostly for the safety of them both; this time, however, it wasn't necessary. Willie stood in front of her, quite close. She bent down to the sitting harpy and put up her finger.

“Now listen. If you truly wish for me to cast a spell on you, I need you to let me.”

“I am! Go ahead! I super-duper consent!” She rocked on the chair left and right.

“Not like that, idiot. I need your subconscious to let me in.” The elf delicately touched Szili's forehead.

Sziliana felt a light shiver coming from the cold hand that just barely came in contact with her skin. “My sub-what?” She frowned and crossed her eyes to look at Willie's finger.

“Subconscious. Your deep mind. Fears, dreams, habits, instincts. All the things you can't control.”

“If I can't control it, how do I do that?”

“That's the tricky part.” She placed a finger under the chin of her test subject and lifted her head slightly. “Look me in the eyes. You need to trust me. Completely and without any doubts. Let go of any defense mechanisms, any inhibitions, that could at any point alarm your instincts to fight me. Because we don't want it to happen, do we?”

“Umm, guess not…” She chuckled as she gazed into the big, pink eyes of Willow. They looked exactly the same as always, menacing and so… complicated. Szili had no idea where this was going; it was a bit funny, maybe even silly, but honestly… kinda hot.

“Exactly. You don't want to fight me. Obviously you don't; that would be moronic. You want it to work probably way more than I do, right? No need to answer; we both know it is true. We just need your dumb, mutt head to realize that. But first, you definitely need to calm down, Szili.” Willie raised her eyebrows in amusement, while a quick tap, tap, tap guided both of their eyes down at a golden heel of Szili's boot that was jumping in excitement. Without a word more, it stopped. Filling the room with silence. The witch picked up from where she left off.

“Now take a deep breath in. Yes. Hold it… And out. And again…”

 Szili was doing as told. In and out. Taking way longer than her normal breathing would, making her focus entirely on those breaths. They were so slow. And long. And actually she would prefer to breathe normally! She needed to do what Willie said, but it was sooo boring. It almost felt like those stupid ‘mindfulness’ meditation sessions that one girl really wanted to do with her, but it was just so hard to focus and--

SNAP

Her fluffy ears stood right up, like antennas, registering the sudden sound. She blinked a few times, looking at Willie, a bit lost. The witch held her hand up after snapping her fingers.

“Your eyes got a bit vacant. Already getting distracted?”

“Uh, no, no. Sorry.”

 “Don't apologize. It's good. It means you are relaxing. That's what we want. See, since you cannot control your subconscious, it would be a good idea to let me control it. Don't you think?”

“I can do that…?” Szili tilted her head.

“Obviously. You own it, but you just can't operate it. All you will be doing is letting me in so that I can help you with that. Let me take care of it. You do trust me, after all.” She got closer, guiding Szili's face to constantly look at her; something urged her, and she began to lightly scratch Szili under her chin. “Because when I take control of your subconscious, I can take control of you, Szili. Your soul will feel so safe around me that it will surrender and step away. Leaving my life force enough room to move around your body. That's what you want, right?”

A lustful smile slowly crept onto the harpy's face. “Ooh, yeah… exactly what I want, hun.” She rested her big head on the delicate hand, like a tamed animal.

Willow's mouth twitched slightly. “Interesting. You seem quite aroused by the idea.” To nobody's surprise, obviously, but she decided to skip saying that part aloud.

“Girl, you have no idea how hard I am right now.” Szili added a quiet chuckle. But the witch was in fact well aware. It was difficult to omit an erection when it was held in tight leather pants as these.

 “That's better. Primal urges come from the subconscious, so if you keep indulging yourself like that, it will be way easier to just--”

FLICK.

She gently poked Szili's forehead with her middle finger, almost like a click. The harpy froze as if time stopped. But it didn't. After her eyes fluttered, she looked around, a bit confused. Willie took a step back, watching her reaction with barely noticeable satisfaction on her face.

“What's that? Did you expect something? Magical sparkles or mind control? I think you are watching too much television, Szili.” She giggled slightly, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Hey, I dunno how that works; I just thought I like… Feel something…”

“And you don't feel anything?” The witch puckered her lips and put a finger to them, pondering.

“Nah, not really.” Szili shifted on the chair, her brows slightly squashed down. A spark of disappointment lingering on her face—she really hoped it would work. I mean, not like she had any idea what Willie can and cannot do, but that would be a really kinky one.

“How about now?” Her slender fingers waved in the air.

The bird tensed on the chair when she felt a shiver spreading over her body from the neck. Her breath got stuck in her throat, only a tiny gasp coming out through her open lips. Her eyes were open wide, full of almost childlike wonder and excitement.

“Holy shit! This is sooo trippy! No way! Can you do more?” She leaned forward like an excited kid who just got a new toy.

“Obviously, I can.” Willow was perfectly stoic, but there was no doubt that the prospect of research kept her interested. “Does it really feel that pleasant?”

She danced around with her hands, lowering her arms slightly. It didn't take long before the eyes of the harpy fluttered again, and a purr came out of her. Pleasant tingling followed down her torso, relaxing all her muscles along the way.

“Oh, yeah, it's wack… It's like something is touching me, but it's not there… Sooo weird.” As the magical sensations reached her abdomen, her hips bucked, instinctively trying to stimulate her crotch, which was very openly begging for attention.

But Willie paid it no mind, or at least pretended to, annoyingly prolonging massaging her belly and hips. It felt as if tiny, little fish nibbled on Szili's skin, and waves of warmth flooded her whole body, spreading from the tingles over and over. It was bittersweet, with how frustrating the pleasure was. Even just watching how the witch swam in the air with her pretty hands turned Szili on, but the effect it had on her body was making her crazy. Her pants kept getting tighter and tighter the longer it went on. The seam on the leather strained with how painfully needy she was. Her breath got louder and louder, slowly progressing into animalistic panting. Her knee was jumping from excessive energy. Her heel doing the quiet tap, tap, tap again.

“Ghhods, please, just get me off! I'm gonna go fuckin crazy..."

“Oh, really, now?” A wide smile crept on the witch's face. Her eyes squinted, making her look mischievous. “Very well. Undo your pants and show off that… thing.”

Szili huffed with her nose and began to momentarily unbuckle the belt and unzip her pants. She slipped them down a bit, pulling on the fabric to get the underwear out of the way. Her member sprung out, finally free from the confines of her clothes. It was standing up, throbbing and staring at Willie with desperation, as if she were the only hope it had. Two golden dots glimmered on the sensitive skin. The bird let out a sigh, relieved from the pressure. She slid down on the chair and opened her legs a bit to make access easier.

Willie couldn't help but feel satisfaction at the view; there was something close to humiliating about it. Szili's eyes were keeping eye contact but were completely hazy and unfocused. Her mouth slightly agape, breathing slowly. Body lying down on the chair like a rag doll. And a pulsing cock, right in the center. The witch crouched with true elvish elegance, holding her dress so that it folded in the correct way. She slowly reached out to the erect cock, stopping merely a few centimeters away, and began to move her hand up and down. Szili gasped and uttered a quiet, tiny moan. Bird's hips bucked as the invisible pressure stroked her calmly.

“How does it feel? Describe it to me.” Willie stated an order as plainly and unbothered as one could. Her voice sounded both cold and curious.

“Ohh, fuck… It's like... inside... But not?” She mumbled between breaths.

“Mhm. It probably stimulates your nerves directly, so it can generate a feeling of it coming from the inside. That's good.” 

The phantom stroking continued, growing in speed and firmness over time, then shifting suddenly and becoming slow again, leading to frustrated groans from Szili, later becoming as quick as Willie could move her fingers, resulting in dog-like panting and horny babbling. Sometimes the hand wandered to the very top and gently rubbed the oversensitive tip and played with the piercings; that's when the mindless moans got the loudest. 

When the witch decided that she had inspected the whole shaft enough, she used her other hand, positioning it lower and forming it in a cup-like shape, then squeezed lightly. Szili's body flexed suddenly. Her muscles jumped in one quick shock as she felt a pleasant grope on her balls. Her hips began to lightly shake, having a hard time holding her lower body in one place. Her brain felt like it was overridden with the non-stopping tingles, the feeling of hundreds of sparkles flashing and disappearing around her skin. It felt so gentle and smooth, but at the same time, it was so intense. It was hard to comprehend. How could something so frail and almost unnoticeable be so mind-melting? And no matter what she did, she couldn't escape. No amount of turning away, struggling, and covering could possibly stop the incoming pleasure, as it was simply not physical. It was better.

As much as seeing people fearing for their lives and grimacing in pain from her experiments made Willie a fulfilled scientist, there was something about pleasuring someone in very much the same way she could hurt, that fascinated her. Most of her test subjects she had to contain with inhumane methods, and they never lived very long. Sometimes they even escaped, and that was a problem on its own. As per the harpy, she just willingly came around and let Willie do almost anything, as long as a prospect of sexual gratification was involved. There were obvious disadvantages to this method, since Szili's hyper personality was a bit tough to coexist with, but nothing Willow couldn't handle. Or maybe she just enjoyed having such a pet around; who knows?

Sziliana was getting more and more worked up while Willie calmly and precisely massaged her crotch with both hands. Her mouth was open, and soft moans came out at a rhythmic pace. Her body adjusted to a steady, comfortable tempo with hips rocking back and forth in sync. That wouldn't last long. The witch let the balls from her magical grasp and lowered her hand a bit more. Her eyes closed as her fingers waved, as if she was deeply focusing and looking for… something. Her body twitched slightly as she suddenly squeezed her hand.

A sudden gasp sounded through the room. Bird's body tensed, muscles flexing and grasping on the old chair, her spine arched, and breath got frantic. Her heels scratching against the floor. A spectacular, firm but numb tug somewhere inside flooded her body with pleasure like nothing did in a long while.

“Whut the fuckh is that?” Her tongue moved sloppily, as if she was losing control over her muscles. Her glossy, frantic eyes shaking and gaping at Willie with unbearable lust.

“Oh, That?” She tugged at the sweet spot again, making the whole, overly long reaction play out. Szili looked back at her with frowned, betrayed eyes, awaiting answers. So Willie continued. “That is your prostate, Szili. If stimulated correctly, it can generate some… pleasant outcomes. I wanted to experiment and find out if I can reach objects not so… in plain sight.” She stared at the rock-hard member in front of her face with authority. “How does it feel?”

“Uh, like being zapped. But in a good way…?” She said quickly, trying to collect herself and breathing heavily.

“You mean like being electrocuted? Interesting comparison. But it doesn't hurt?” The question was cold, definitely not out of care.

“Oh, no, no... It's just a lot, y'know?”

“I see. Do you want more?” Willie's eyebrows raised as she studied Sziliana's face for the answer. Just to make sure the bird is not only putting up with it, since that would obviously impact the result of her experiments, and that’s not good.

“Stupid question~” She chuckled, swaying her hips a little bit.

“There are no stupid questions.” But before Szili could even think of a response, Willie went back to work, stroking her both outside and inside. Making the huge body writhe and shake, as animalistic groans left her mouth, together with her tongue lolling out and hanging flat down her chin. Her head fell back, eyes rolling up, completely out of control of her own body. Only some mere attempts at saying words broke through the constant waterfall of wheezing and loud moans, but probably not even Szili could make out what she was trying to say.

Her cock was creeping up to an orgasm at an alarming rate. Her balls pulsed with how full and ready they were. She finally felt a strong clench in her crotch as the pleasure finally built up to a breaking point. She felt the cum rise in her member, about to overflow.

“Oh, fuck, Wills, fuckkk! I'm gonna cum so fuckinn bad! ...eh? ”

The raising suddenly paused. She could still feel the pressure. She was so painfully close. Glancing down, she saw but one finger, pointing around halfway on the shaft. Both of them got completely still; only Szili's shallow breath was breaking the silence.

Willie moved the finger down. Sziliana huffed with her nose, holding back a moan; her eyes were wide open and shaking. She stared at her own penis; the fluids inside followed the hand. Just like that, going lower, little by little. And then the finger went back up. Getting closer and closer to the exit, the never-ending tingles only making everything more sensitive. The frustration growing and growing, resulting in angry and pathetic gasps and hums. Then it went a little down, only a little bit, and then all the way up. The harpy was whining as if it was the biggest torture and yet the biggest pleasure she has ever felt. So close now. Right there. And then it stopped. Only a desperate, pathetic whimper.

The witch got up, took a step back, and watched her lab rat in all its glory. Sziliana just watched with a confused and crazed look. Her body was barely noticeably twitching. Heavy breathing and loud gulps of drool filling the room. 

“What…?” The only thing she managed to utter. Her cock throbbing, with the orgasm that was RIGHT there, and now it was pathetically retreating back into her abdomen. She squeezed her hands on the chair, which creaked under the massive grip force.

“Oh, that's all I needed, really. You can dress back up now. We're done.” The smile on her face was so warm and calm it was horrible. Willie turned around to a desk, bending over it to take notes in her research notebook. Quiet sounds of scribbling on the page filled the next few seconds.

“No, we're fucking not.” 

It all happened so fast: sudden heavy footsteps, a huge shadow growing over Willie's silhouette and the desk, THUD — A rough hand held her head by the long, white hair, right around their base. Her first instinct was to struggle, her hands frantically looking for something on the desk to defend herself with, but a pull on the hair made her stop. She glanced back behind her, only to see a sharp grin on the face hidden in a shadow.

“Oi, don't gimme that look, hun! You can't just bend over and shove that ass up my face and expect me to behave, eh? Not when you did me dirty like that.” Szili thrusted her hips into Willie's, bumping her bare dick against witches behind.

The other hand began pulling up the long dress, struggling with it a bit since there was a lot of fabric, and the bird was particularly scruffy with it. Then another thrust. A hard cock pressing against Willow's intimate areas, protected only by a thin layer of underwear. The elf bit her lip to keep any unwanted noises down. Szili rubbed herself against the fabric, which quickly got damp, huffing like a playful dog, without a care in the world. But enough teasing was enough. She moved the panties over and, without even taking a closer look, slid inside smoothly.

Willie felt her insides stretching more and more as the thick shaft reached further, rubbing against her most sensitive parts. It was impossible to keep her voice down, letting out small moans through closed lips.

“Damn, you're a fucking lake down there…” Sziliana chuckled and moved her hips back and forth a bit, just to produce a sloppy, wet sound from between the witch's legs. 

She felt a shiver going through her body, her ears twitching and getting a bit warm. She turned around, frowning her face. “Y…You animal!” She spat out with a shaky voice.

But Szili didn't seem to be bothered by it at all, only a smirk plastered on her face. She leaned in, resting her huge arm on the desk for support, and grabbed Willie's face, squeezing both of her cheeks lightly. “But you like that, don’tcha?”

The ornate desk was creaking rhythmically. Willie’s frail body was pushed around back and forth, her head firmly pressed against the wooden countertop and her ass pounded relentlessly by the bigger harpy. She was looming over the witch, her massive body leaning forward and drooling on the neck of the girl below her. Growling in satisfaction as she rammed her cock into the tight insides. They both lost track of time, drowned in pleasure of primitive needs, moaning away in unison with the harsh slapping of their skins colliding. Willow only managed to gather some thoughts when she felt her knees giving out, her legs shaking more and more with every brutal push into her pussy. 

Just about when she was about to voice her issue, her hair got yanked up. Her body followed the sudden pull, and she was standing straight, her back touching Szili's chest. She didn’t even get time to process what was going on when a huge arm was wrapped around her neck, and the thrusting continued without any concern. She struggled a bit, but to no avail. Her hands grabbed onto Sziliana’s arm without any bigger thought, not like she could try to pull it away by force, and she was far too messed up to do any impactful magic.

“Mngh fuckk, I’m so fuckin close again...” The bird chirped right into her ear.

A shiver went through her whole body; a moment of clarity sparked through. “W-wait! Don’t you dare come inside! You hear me?!”

Szili probably didn’t hear her, or just straight-up ignored the plea. She groaned through clenched teeth, arching her body and pulling the elf's body along, lifting her from the ground. Her hips bucked, pushing inside as deeply as she could, as warm strings of cum filled Willie's up. She thrusted a few times as a last effort before she stopped. She stood like this for a short while, holding the smaller girl with her arms, both of their bodies shaking. Then the harpy finally put Willow back down and let her go. Heavy breathing was the only thing heard for the next few long seconds.

The witch finally gathered herself up, tidying her clothes and putting her hair in order. At least as much as she could at this very moment. Then turned around to Szili on her still shaky legs, very heavily trying to omit the fact that fresh cum was leaking down her thighs. “This is… You are… “

“Gross? Disgusting? Icky? …Really fucking hot?” Sziliana leaned in to be at her eye level. She had a cheeky smirk on her face and was wiping drool from her chin with the palm of her hand.

Willie huffed in disgust and turned back around. She faced her desk and the notes she abruptly stopped writing. She looked at them for a second. “And what are you waiting for? Clean up after yourself! I don’t want to have that wretched seed inside me for any second longer!”

Szili blinked twice in slight confusion before a smile widened back onto her face. “As you wish, ma’am~.” She dropped to her knees, making a heavy thud, then lifted the long dress and got under it. Pushing behind Willie's legs, she forced her to spread them wider. Her large hands quickly began to creep up, spreading her cheeks, exposing a still throbbing pussy. White, gooey semen mixed with its natural juices dripping out of it on the floor. Harpy swallowed a huge portion of saliva that was produced in her mouth at a rapid pace, as if she was about to eat a full meal. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth.

As soon as Willie felt a warm, tentacle-like tongue cling to her clit, she let out a satisfied sigh, picked up her pen, and went back to making her research notes.

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