Magus Weinan’s mastery of the ancient eldritch tongue could use some work. He found an ancient tome of tantric magic and took it back to his lab. The first spell was supposed to “make him more sexually desirable” and turned him into a hot blond. He could tell it was effecting his mind as he kept glancing over at his assistant wondering what he’d look like naked. In a rush he found a spell that seemed to include the words “diminished” and “desires” and assumed it would sate his growing lust. Instead the spell made him ten inches tall and hornier than ever. His assistant stood over him and Weinan could see the tent in his pants. Soon the newly female and tiny Weinan was riding that giant cock for all he was worth, and his former assistant found they had a new sex toy.

When Stacy told me she could help me live out my fantasy of turning into a chick, she didn’t tell me there would be side effects. Nymphomania was one thing, but I’m literally addicted to cum now. Stacy seems to get a charge out of it. She brings home guys for us to play with and them lets them cum on her face, while I mewl helplessly inches away, craving it. I kiss her desperately afterwards, eager to lick up as much cum as I can.

It was spring break at the Merlin Institute of Advanced Magical Study, and I knew I needed to relax. While cramming for a midterm I’d come across a tome of tantric magic in the Library and stashed it away for a later date. I was pretty disappointed when I realized how much sexual energy was needed for most of the spells. If I was getting that much sex I wouldn’t need a book on Tantric Sex, now would I? Read more

Dating a witch was weird, but fun. We’d have all kinds of kinky sex. Sometimes she’d make my cock bigger, other times she’d make her tits bigger. Hell, once she made herself fifteen feet tall and had me fuck her! Read more