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All Characters are 18 years or older.
This story is a continuation of the Font of Fertility series. I would suggest reading Chapter 1 if you have not already. This chapter includes MF, MMF, and MFFFF, virginity, some squirting, anal, and magic.
Jeremiah works through the fallout of his hunt and is given some surprises for New Year's.
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"So, either this isn't as bad as it sounds, or it's way, way worse," Stacey grumbled.
We were all gathered in Annalise's room at the Bed and Breakfast. I could have had Victorious drop me at the nearest functioning door and teleportaled, but I'd decided to let him fly me back home while I stewed and metaphorically licked my wounds. I wasn't completely isolating myself - I opened the telepathic communication with the girls and told them I was OK and heading back, but what happened needed to be discussed.
Victorious had gotten us back by late afternoon, and the girls had met me at the B&B. Now I'd told them everything about the big cabin structure in the woods, and what I'd discovered about George Stoker's experiment. And the brief but explosive fight.
"Anna, you know the most about what this could mean," Lauren said, turning to Annalise.
"I- don't know? I've really not met that many other magical people - growing up where we did, our school wasn't all that big and we didn't have a ton of people around. Even when I moved, I've only really met a couple of other mages in passing," Annalise explained with a look that said she wished she could offer more. "It's not like we wear a club badge or something."
"Well, it's fucked," I said. I'd had longer to think about it than everyone else. "Option one is that Seats get into fights like this frequently enough that it's not a big deal, so the world is that much more dangerous. Option two is that it's way outside the norm and something is very wrong."
"Get your pants off, Jerry," Lindsey said, licking her palm.
"Whoa, hey, Maya is still here," Annalise said.
"It's not like I can see anything that happens," Maya said. "You all could be naked already and I wouldn't know. But, uh, why is whatever happening going on in the middle of a conversation?"
"We're not having sex," Lindsey sighed. "The only way we might get a better answer is by asking Adama, yeah? Well, she gets summoned when Jerry gets jerked off. So, babe, get your cock out."
It was weird, sitting with my pants around my thighs as Lindsey started quickly stroking me and the others sat in a circle on the bed just... watching.
"Can you guys maybe not stare?" I asked.
"Hmm?" Lauren asked, breaking her eyes away from my dick.
"My eyes are up here," I deadpanned.
"Yeah but your dick is down there," she teased me, then blew me a soft kiss.
"How long is this supposed to take?" Maya asked.
"Well isn't this just a kinky little summoning circle of horny holes," Adama said as she apparated at the foot of the bed, lounging on her side as she ate a bunch of impossibly tiny grapes.
"Ah!" Maya shouted, startled, and she flailed at the sudden voice right beside her. She clocked Adama right off the end of the bed.
"What the fuck!?" Adama yelled as she floated back up. "You little cunt, I'll-"
"Adama!" I said curtly. "She's blind."
Adama cut off at the tone of my voice but didn't stop glaring at Maya. "Well, Mini Tits McGee needs to control her flailing."
"I'm so sorry," Maya said. "I can't- I don't- Sorry?"
Adama rolled her eyes and floated back onto the bed, fixing her hair prissily and pursing her lips. "Well, now that my entrance has been ruined, what's all this about, Sweetie and the Sluts?"
"I need to know if it's usual for Seats to fight," I said. "Or attack each other, or go against a Proclamation."
"That's not a good idea, Jeremiah," Adama said. "Going against another Seat's proclamation is extremely disrespectful. Whatever it is you don't like, you'll have a chance to address the issue at the Council meeting in less than two days. Surely it can wait until then."
"He isn't the one doing it," Lauren said. "Someone broke his proclamation and has been helping George Stoker."
Adama frowned deeply and furrowed her brow as she crossed her arms underneath her big chest. "Are you sure?" she asked me. "An accusation like that at the Council would be a very big deal."
"I can't see who else it could have been," I said. "They used a bunch of different magic, and teleported George and themself out of there."
"Mmm, you would be surprised at how versatile different mages can be with their magics," Adama said. "With the right training, even the basest of the ascended can accomplish feats most of humanity would find unbelievable. Like Tits McGee Original here, I'm sure you have some tricks up your sleeve. Flying and such."
"Wait, what?" Annalise asked. "I can't fly."
Adama looked taken aback. "Why not?"
"Why would I?" Annalise asked.
"You control fire, which in an explosive form causes force. Is that not how your little tin can celestial-exploration penis things achieve flight?"
Annalise dropped her jaw, her mind currently blown. "I can fly?"
"OK, point taken," I said. "But I'm telling you, after what I felt and experienced, I can't see it being someone without capabilities like my own. And more practised as well. They knew what they were doing, and I'm fairly certain they were throwing their weight around without trying to kill me."
"They put you through a wall with a magical bus construct," Lauren said with concern.
"But why?" Lindsey pointed out. "They had the drop on Jerry. Why would they do that of all things?"
We were all quiet for a long moment, except for the stroking of my cock by Lindsey, and Adama uncomfortably cleared her throat. "Well. If it was another Seat, then the Council meeting is more important than ever. Sweetie, are you going to try and take another run at Stoker between then and now? I can feel your power reserves are low again."
"I'm pretty sure I've cut Stoker off from his magic," I said. "Unless the other Seat can undo what I did."
"You did
