Tags - slim, tall, flat-chested dark-haired female, CFNM, cock and ball measurements, induced arousal, almost a threesome, forced orgasm, bimbofication, iq drain, (temporary) mind break
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Sarah sat up in bed, breathing heavily, looking around.
Her brain cycled through a panicked triage of her situation rapidly. She was in bed at home, and she clutched at herself. She was wearing her pajamas; a light tank top and some shorts.
She felt different today, more rested than she had in a long, long time. Outside, the sun was shining, and it was early morning. She could hear the sounds of the city, already running at full speed this early in the morning. It was all a dream, was it? Really?
Everything after she met this "Jay" character - saving him from the mugging, the strip dance, and then the... uh, two intimate meetings did seem hazy and dream-like now.
"That's so weird," she said to herself, turning and putting one foot on the ground.
She looked down. Her vagina was really sore, like she had worked out without stretching first.
Sarah shifted and winced. Stretching definitely happened though.
"Oh," she said.
The door opened and Jay came in, holding a tray. "I got us some coffee and breakfast stuff! I borrowed some of your money, I hope that's okay. I still just have the diamonds," he said.
"Fuck," Sarah flopped back into bed.
* * *
"Fuck," Sarah said again. "We were supposed to have left town, not take a twelve hour nap."
They were walking down the street with a pack each on their shoulders. It was morning now, many hours after Bryce had expected Sarah to show up. That meant she was probably looking for them now, and since Sarah didn't know what kind of resources the woman had, or what she was capable of, it made sense to leave now.
"Sorry," Jay said. "I couldn't wake you up, so I just let you sleep. I didn't really rest myself. I actually felt... just kind of keyed up after we had..."
"Right, whatever," Sarah said to silence him. Those episodes with Jay seemed like they came from a far way off. Part of her would rather pretend they were far, far away in the past like they never happened.
She looked behind her at him, and turned forward again quickly. He had given her a warm smile and she didn't want to bother looking at him. He had finished their packing, cleaned up her apartment, and baked some snacks. It was sweet, but it made her uneasy knowing what he could do to her.
"I thought we were going to the coach station?" Jay asked.
"We are, but first, I need to visit a friend," Sarah said.
They arrived at Seamstress Street. It was in the middle of quaint little street with a row of apartments next to a cute coffee shop. There were actual cobbles on this street, with shrubs and public oil lamps.
Sarah opened the apartment building door for Jay who thanked her and walked in. She hung out for just a moment checking up and down the street for anyone suspicious and followed.
Up the stairs they went to the unit, where Jay stopped to read the sign: Lily Ada'lara, Consulting Mage Detective. Before he could knock, he heard:
"Enter," said a deep female voice, a refined elven accent that Jay found charming and Sarah had grown to find annoying.
They did. Inside, the big windows were all darkened by thick curtains. Dark smoke hung in the air. A woman lying on a couch sat up and then gave them both a look of examination.
Sarah waved her hands irritably. "God, I hate that smell."
Jay wrinkled his nose. "What is that?"
She was as tall as Sarah, but very slim. She had dark hair with grey eyes, and very pale skin. She was wearing a pair of dress pants, and a white dress shirt that was untucked, a little rumpled. A black tie had been loosened, but still hung around her thin neck. She was the black and white picture of a vintage dapper. She sat up, and then looked at the two of them. She steepled her fingers and sucked in a breath.
Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at Jay. "Bear with her. She's going to do this thing."
"You two have recently engaged in coitus, though you have had ample time to get cleaned up - I say get cleaned, because you didn't do it yourself, he did," the woman spoke quickly, pointing to Jay. "You are a... "
She stopped. And stared.
Sarah seemed surprised about this. "What, the great Lily is stumped?"
"My ignorance is a lot more informed than your's," the woman replied, causing Sarah to glower at her. Jay's expression turned to one of pleading.
"You're too honest," Lily said. "You two didn't just fuck. You really have a thing for him, Perden."
"I do not," Sarah said, each word dropped into place with a growl.
Lily laughed, smirking with condescending knowingness at her. "A deduction not even requiring my considerable skills. That's just an obvious one by knowing you so long."
Lily held up a long finger up in the air, "we'll get back to you. You're leaving town, and you probably have either an assassin or possibly a whole secret organization being sent after you. You want to catch the next coach to Ponder Springs, and then you're looking to hike up to Fates, where you'll stay the night. From there, it's blending into the caravans for a long, long trip East, ah, which of course, means you're going to Odys. But why? Clearly, because he needs to go, and you're going with because... yes, sentimentality but also because you're being paid. But why come to me then?"
"We need some money," Sarah said.
"Of course, he must be paying with goods and not cash, because of course, he comes from, shall we say, a long, long way away.."
Sarah was holding out a diamond to Lily.
"Keep the diamond," Lily said airily. "After all, how long have we been friends?"
"I didn't know you had those," Sarah said.
Lily's face was usually just neutral, without much effort expended at concealing emotion. She just seemed to be thinking so much, that social signaling was ignored. However, now, she smiled and it looked a little odd, Jay noticed, just a raising of her lips and baring of teeth.
"You're one of the few people I interact with outside of a case," Lily said. "Would you mind stripping for me?"
"Me?" Jay asked.
"Yes. Consider it a part of my conditions for giving you money. Plus, you like being naked in front of women who want you to be naked, yes?"
"Well, yeah," Jay said.
"You don't have to listen to her," Sarah said. "You're not giving me anything, you're trading me it. And getting a big profit out of it."
But Jay was already slipping off his shirt. Lily smiled again, looking at Sarah. "I wouldn't have guessed this was the sort of man you were interested in. All prior evidence first suggested homosexuality, and then when you began experimenting there, I assumed an asexual in denial. Honestly, I never delved into it because that sort of business is... messy."
Sarah didn't rise to this and merely crossed her arms.
Lily steepled her fingers again, and looked at Jay's cock when his leather pants and thong came off. She didn't look impressed or shocked, merely analytical.
"Can you get it erect?"
Sarah looked him over. Petite, beautiful, and lithe. Just the grotesque tool between his legs that looked like it had been taken off horse. She shook her head and looked away.
"Um," Jay looked down. "I... I guess? I mean, I kind of need something to..."
Lily gestured to Sarah. "Go ahead."
Sarah crossed her arms. "I'm not fluffing anyone for you, Lily"
Lily shrugged. "Well, if you want a thing done..."
She unbuttoned her dress shirt, revealing a lack of a bra. The skin beneath was only a few shades more pink than her shirt to Jay's eyes. Her skin was like porcelain and flawless, like his own. She threw the shirt onto the couch, and then took off her pants. A pair of plain black panties were removed, revealing a hairless body - as expected for an elven woman.
She was skinny, with thin ankles and wrists. Her hips were only moderately thicker than her torso. Her breasts were pert little a-cups, with very lightly colored and tiny areola and nipples. Her vulva lips were small, and snugly fit against each other.
Jay frowned.
"Really?" Lily asked incredulously.
"No, your body is great," Jay said. "I find your intellect very attractive. You're just... not wet. I don't think you're attracted to me."
"Leave the deductions to me, that's kind of my thing," Lily stepped forward. "I'm pretty much married to my work, as they say. I've had sex, it doesn't do much for me. I find that the world is a much more interesting puzzle to tease out, and people are much too dumb to figure it out. You are an interesting puzzle. So you have my focus and attention. It's the closest to lust I can offer you."
She took bent down, and took a hold of his cock.
"I'll bite, what does it take? You have a very attractive woman ready to do anything to see this penis achieve full erection."
Jay looked into her face and searched it. Lily didn't give much away. He said, "Um, well..."
"Ah, of course. Easy enough."
She walked around behind him, and knelt down. She didn't even hesitate, and brought her face, with its delicate nose and cheekbones into Jay's buttocks, and began applying her tongue to the outer muscular ring of his asshole while using her hands to jerk him off.
He began to get hard, and he felt something akin to lust from the woman because she had figured something out. Figured out how to get him hard, and it pleased her.
"Thish ish... of kers..." she pulled back from his ass and rose up again. "Considered one of the most degrading things a person can do, therefore, it seemed obvious."
She stepped in front of him again.
"I didn't know I was so obvious," Jay said carefully. "I just like women who are turned on."
"Obvious to me at least," Lily looked down. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, and then extended her thumb and pinky out on the other hand, closing one eye as she looked down.
"I know men like to say that the average penis length is about 6 inches, and that's a very generous rounding error. But lets say for the sake of argument, that it's true and we also concede a highly optimistic 5 inch girth. You'd be dealing with a displacement volume of roughly roughly 12 square inches cubed," Lily said.
