A sudden flash of light seizes your vision. Your motor skills fail you, leaving you to become an aimless husk of a person. There's no telling what just happened. You can't feel a single beat of your heart or bone in your body - that is, until that light throws itself into your eyes again and you regain a very familiar sense.
The feeling of arousal.
You see nothing but jet-black emptiness, hear nothing but the void, feel absolutely nothing aside from the stiffness of your erection. Using it as your sole indicator of life, you try to focus your mind on what happens down there.
It's difficult, but you can barely make out the feeling of fingers groping your cock. Tender, fluffy, Katress' paws. She greedily strokes your member. You try to let out a whimper of pleasure but your voice is absent.
Behind you, another figure spawns - surely not Katress. They reach between your legs and cup your balls, bouncing them gently in their palm as if to stimulate you further. Oddly enough, you're able to feel the smooth bumps on their hand that you'd expect to be... pawpads.
Another furred stranger shows themself, this time laying their tongue on your ribcage and licking your skin up and down with flesh that feels like cardboard.
You're not sure who these other two Pals are, but Katress, still beating off your cock, shifts into sucking. It catches you off guard. She absorbs you into her mouth, skillfully milking you until you...
Climax.
Without being given a choice, you groan and the orgasm takes over your body. Thick strands of cum stain the back of her throat. She should be finished but... she keeps sucking. Joined by the Pal who caresses your nuts and the Pal who can't get enough of tasting you like you're a lollipop, Katress forces your cock into constant stimulation. You're well past the point of euphoria, driven now only by the vortex that is Katress' muzzle.
She snaps her fingers.
Your empty feelings subside and you cum a second time, feeling just as much pleasure as the first.
There's no way. She's able to refill your cum when you stop shooting webs down her throat. On top of that, she's able to summon... things... that work in unison with her to stimulate you. This is her magic.
Call her the Willy Wizard. The Dick Deity. The Schlongmonger.
She snaps her fingers.
It happens again. Your balls are restored and you shoot another river of splooge down her throat. The sensation remains the same... you feel like you're losing your mind and that you want it to stay that way. You're addicted to being handled by her magic.
She snaps her fingers again.
Rinse and repeat. You keep cumming, she keeps filling her throat with your seed.
Again.
Down her throat.
Again.
All over her face.
Katress turns around and swallows your cock in her ass, bouncing wildly on top of you.
Again.
You fill her butt.
Again...
She pops off your dick and shifts upward, taking you inside of her pussy now.
Again...
You pierce her womb.
You're beginning to lose count of how many times you came, how many times you wanted to scream in ecstasy but couldn't because her magic prevents you from feeling anything other than your cock. You're a zombie, motionless and dead inside, existing only for her pleasure.
Katress needs to make a choice.
→ [24] "Fine. Boss can have his body back."
→ [25] "No. I'll never stop."
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A Night With Katress
Short Story[18+] Good Pals deserve good rewards. And some Pals work themselves into a state of mind that craves some certain kind of relief. We all know what that means... [Cover Art → Homuro] [There are also versions featuring Renamon and Meicrackmon - chec...