Selene and Mairin part 5

Selene blinked hard, the fog in her head parting like mist burned off by dawn. Her body ached in that deep, satisfied way, muscles loose and spent, but the memories crashed back—her hands on the toy, the way she'd pushed it into Mairin without mercy, the unnatural hunger that had gripped her like a fever. She sat up on the cool marble, her thighs sticky with their mingled release, and turned to her companion. Mairin was still slumped against the wall, eyes half-lidded, chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. The dildo hummed faintly between her legs, buried to the hilt in her pussy, its ridges visible where her folds stretched around it.

"Mairin?" Selene's voice came out rough, laced with guilt. She crawled closer, ignoring the twinge in her knees from the hard floor. Mairin didn't respond, just let out a soft, dazed moan as the vibrations pulsed through her. Panic twisted in Selene's gut—this wasn't right, none of it. Whatever spell or trick Valerie had woven through that fucking thing, it had turned her into someone she wasn't. She grabbed the base of the toy, the "Mairin" end slick with her lover's arousal, and yanked it free with a wet pop. Mairin gasped, hips bucking once, empty now, but Selene didn't wait. She reared back and hurled the device across the room like it was a venomous snake. It smacked against the far marble wall with a sharp crack, splitting open in a tangle of wires and shattered silicone, the motor dying with a final sputter.

The air felt cleaner then, the oppressive hum gone. Mairin stirred, her blue eyes focusing slowly, like she was surfacing from deep water. Selene leaned in, cupping her face with both hands, thumbs brushing away the sweat-damp strands of platinum hair. "Mairin, I'm so sorry," she whispered, pressing light kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, the corner of her mouth. "I don't know what came over me. It was like... I couldn't stop. Fuck, I hurt you."

Mairin blinked, a lazy smile tugging at her lips despite the glaze in her gaze. She looked half-drunk, body limp and glowing with post-orgasm sheen, but she reached up, fingers tracing Selene's jaw. "Hey... it's okay," she murmured, voice thick and slow. "I... enjoyed it. Felt good. Really good." Her words slurred just a bit, like the haze lingered in her blood, but there was no anger, just that warm, hazy affection.

Selene shook her head, pulling back slightly, her own robe tangled around her waist, leaving her breasts bare and nipples still pebbled from the chill. "No, it shouldn't matter. That wasn't me. We have to get out of here, find Valerie, make her explain—" Her eyes dropped then, drawn by a strange twitch low on Mairin's body. Between her spread thighs, where her pussy lips were still puffy and glistening, something was happening. A nub protruded from above her clit, small at first, like a swollen pearl pushing out. Selene's breath caught. "Mairin... what the hell?"

It grew right there, in the span of heartbeats. The nub elongated, thickening from the size of a baby carrot to something longer, veined, the skin flushing pink as it sprouted fully. Selene stared, frozen, as it transformed into a full-fledged cock—thick as three fingers, at least seven inches, curving slightly upward with a flared head already beading with precum. Balls hung heavy below, nestled against Mairin's folds, like they'd always been there, waiting to emerge. It was impossible, grotesque in its suddenness, but Selene's mind reeled back to whispers of old magic, the kind Valerie dabbled in—curses or gifts that twisted the body in the heat of desire. Mairin's clit had become this, a massive dick throbbing with each pulse of her heartbeat.

Selene scrambled back on her hands, heart pounding. "Mairin, oh god, your... it's a penis. What the fuck is happening?" Horror choked her words, but she couldn't look away, the thing twitching upright, a drop of clear fluid dribbling from the slit.

Mairin groaned, her hand drifting down instinctively, fingers hovering near the new shaft without touching. She held up three fingers, trembling, eyes squeezing shut as another bead of precum welled up and slid down the length. "Sensitive," she rasped, voice strained. "So fucking sensitive. It aches, Selene. Hurts... needs..." She didn't finish, just arched her back against the wall, the cock bobbing with the movement, veins standing out along its girth.

Selene's mind spun—run, scream, smash more of Valerie's shit—but Mairin's groan hit her like a plea, raw and desperate. The larger woman writhed, her powerful thighs flexing, pussy clenching visibly below the new appendage, still leaking from their earlier fuck. Selene had never seen anything like it, never imagined this twist in their tangled mess of lust and magic, but the ache in Mairin's voice mirrored the one she'd felt under the toy's spell. Desperation clawed at her; she couldn't leave Mairin like this, suffering. Swallowing hard, Selene made her choice. She crawled forward again, knees scraping the marble, and wrapped her hand around the base of the cock.

It was hot, velvet-smooth over steel-hard, jumping at her touch. Mairin hissed, hips jerking forward, smearing precum across Selene's palm. "Fuck—yes," Mairin breathed, her intoxication fading into sharp need, eyes locking on Selene's with a hunger that matched her own earlier haze. Selene's fear ebbed, replaced by a curious heat pooling low in her belly. She stroked experimentally, slow and firm, feeling the shaft pulse in her grip, the skin sliding under her fingers as more precum leaked out, making her hand slick.

"Like this?" Selene asked, voice shaky but determined. She leaned in closer, her breath ghosting over the tip, watching it flare. Mairin's scent was stronger now, musky and potent, mixing with the faint tang of their shower oils. Selene's free hand slipped between her own legs, fingers dipping into her still-wet pussy, rubbing her clit to steady the tremor in her chest. The cock throbbed harder, and she gave it a twist at the head, thumb circling the slit to spread the precum.

Mairin nodded frantically, three fingers still half-raised like a forgotten signal, her other hand fisting in her own hair. "More. Suck it. Please." Her voice cracked, body trembling, the new dick straining toward Selene's mouth.

Selene hesitated only a second, then parted her lips and took the head in. It filled her mouth instantly, salty and warm, the precum coating her tongue as she swirled around the ridge. Mairin bucked, a guttural moan ripping from her throat, hands coming down to grip Selene's hair—not pulling, just holding, grounding. Selene bobbed deeper, cheeks hollowing, the thickness stretching her jaw. She gagged once when it hit the back of her throat, but relaxed, taking more, her saliva mixing with the steady drip from the tip. Her hand pumped the base in rhythm, slick sounds filling the room, while her fingers plunged into her own pussy, three now, curling to hit that spot that made her toes curl against the tiles.

"Fuck, your mouth," Mairin panted, hips rolling gently, fucking into the wet heat. Selene hummed around the cock, the vibration drawing a whine from Mairin, her balls tightening. Selene pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to the glistening head, and spat on it for more lube before diving back in, sucking harder, tongue pressing flat along the underside vein. She could feel Mairin's pussy below, fingers of her free hand reaching down to tease those folds, slipping two inside alongside the base of the cock, feeling the walls clench.

Mairin was a mess, head thrown back against the wall, thighs quivering. "Gonna come—shit, Selene, don't stop." Her voice was wrecked, the intoxication burned away by the building pressure. Selene didn't, sucking with renewed fervor, her own fingers thrusting faster in her pussy, clit grinding against her palm. The cock swelled in her mouth, and then Mairin shattered, a roar echoing off the marble as hot spurts hit the back of Selene's throat. She swallowed what she could, the rest dribbling down her chin, while Mairin's pussy spasmed around her fingers, squirting a fresh gush that soaked Selene's wrist.

Selene pulled off, coughing lightly, but the sight of Mairin—cock softening slightly but still half-hard, body arched in release—ignited her own climax. She finger-fucked herself through it, coming with a muffled cry against Mairin's thigh, her pussy clenching empty now, juices dripping to the floor. They panted together, Selene collapsing against Mairin's chest, the new appendage trapped between them, warm and sticky.

But it didn't stay soft. As their breaths evened, Selene felt it twitch, hardening again, pressing insistent against her belly. Mairin groaned, eyes widening. "Still aches. Fuck, it's not done." She looked down at herself, a mix of awe and frustration crossing her face, then at Selene. "You... you want to?"

Selene nodded, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, a thrill chasing away the last of her fear. "Yeah. Show me what it feels like." She shifted, straddling Mairin's lap right there on the floor, the marble biting into her knees but she didn't care. Mairin's cock stood ready, slick from her mouth, and Selene guided it to her entrance, rubbing the head along her slit. It was thicker than the toy's slimmer end, stretching her as she sank down, inch by inch, a burn that made her hiss.

"God, you're tight," Mairin muttered, hands gripping Selene's hips, helping her take more. Selene bottomed out, the base nestled against her clit, Mairin's balls warm against her ass. She rocked slowly at first, adjusting to the fullness, the way it hit deeper than fingers or tongue ever could. Mairin's pussy was right there below, and Selene reached down, rubbing her lover's clit—wait, no, the folds around the base—drawing a sharp gasp.

"Ride me," Mairin urged, thrusting up to meet her, the motion making Selene's breasts bounce. She did, grinding down hard, the cock dragging against her walls, hitting that spot with every upward push. Sweat slicked their skin, the room smelling of sex and shattered magic. Selene leaned forward, capturing Mairin's mouth in a messy kiss, tongues tangling as she picked up speed, hips slamming down. Mairin's hands roamed, one pinching her nipple, the other sliding back to tease her asshole, a finger circling the puckered ring.

"Put it in," Selene demanded between kisses, the idea sparking hot in her mind. Mairin obliged, pressing the tip of her finger into Selene's ass while the cock filled her pussy, the double sensation making stars burst behind her eyes. She fucked herself on both, moaning into Mairin's neck, biting down to muffle the sounds. Mairin's free hand worked her own pussy, fingers plunging in beside where her cock disappeared into Selene, the wet squelch obscene.

It built again, faster this time, the newness amplifying everything. Selene came first, her pussy clamping down on the dick, milking it as she squirted around the base, soaking Mairin's thighs and the floor. Mairin followed with