Mage of Many Talents

Chapter 5 - The Golden Warrior and Tique

When I woke up, I was being held up in someone's arms. They were strong, whoever it was, but the face I saw was Faustyna's. She was oiled up and bronzed with traps the size of my feet. She smiled when she noticed I was awake, white light glowing from inside her mouth, eyes, and nostrils.

"Whoa," I said. "You put it in? Is that what I looked like? You look like-- like a..."

"Warrior, right?" She asked, grinning like mad while setting me down. She was naked, clad in golden muscle bulk with bronzed skin. I extended a hand to her naked pussy, and felt the opening grab my hand like a handshake. It was so wet inside the muscle folds of her pussy, and I realized why. "I've had a bit of fun all over your place."

I looked over the room to find puddles of pussy juice in spots, and wet stains on other parts. There had to be about ten different spots where she squirted, and it made me worried that she was pushing herself too far. I slipped my hand out of her pussy with some resistance, as Fau pushed me with a heavy hand to the ground, then squatted right over my face.

The golden buttplug was in her ass, glowing white light from the diamond end. Her pussy was equally glowing white from inside, and I was so tempted to try to push my whole head inside because of the inviting white light, but instead reached for the buttplug as she stood away hurriedly.

"What are you doing?"

"You should take it out for a bit," I said. "How many times did you come?"

"Only fifteen times!"

"You're going to die!"

"Stop being such a killjoy," Fau said. "I've wanted to be a warrior like this for my whole life. You can't just take it away from me. Now..." She turned to face me again, while spreading her pussy open. "Eat this golden pussy, magic. I want to spray all over your face and lick it off." I met her eyes with worry, and made a plan to pull the plug when she was mid-orgasm. I scrambled up to grab hold of her muscled up thighs, finding myself hard staring at the glowing pussy before me.

I touched down with my lips to suck on the clit, but instead, the opening inhaled my chin, sucking on my face with muscles making a vacuum inside her pussy. I could not even imagine how amazing that would feel on my cock, but I needed to be in this position to pull the buttplug when she came. I focused on getting her off, as her powerful hands tried their best to force my whole head into her pussy.

I felt the opening stretch as she moaned, and opened my eyes inside her, with white light glowing in the flesh corridor which was bronzed just as most of her flesh. I saw her come like a tidal wave of pussy juice inside, swishing down the flesh corridor and right into my mouth, eyes, and nose. I used some magic to protect one of my eyes so I could see it crash against me and squirt past my head.

I used that moment of orgasm to scoop the buttplug out of her asshole with a spoon made of magic that grabbed onto the metal object as I was washed away. She sprung up right after, not deflated the way I was, but the glow was now gone. She shadowstepped behind me, and I felt serious fear of death as she brought down a hand from above in anger, only to deflate and instantly fall asleep the way I did when I had the buttplug pulled out.

This was a dangerous item for her. I looked at the golden length of it, and brought it up to my nose for a sniff. It smelled like her pussy from the amount of ejaculate over it, but also like some ass. I had to hide this thing for the time being, so she didn't kill herself while trying to live as a boosted version of herself clad in gold. Once it was safely tucked away in a pocket dimension, I thought back to her golden body, tits so perky and still big over the muscles, with her pussy eating my face, and jerked off to the feeling, finding my cum spurt out weakly like every time going at it alone since meeting her. She made me cum so hard, and going solo was just not as fun anymore.

I scrambled up next to her and felt myself hard up against her back, but let it rest and fell asleep instead of getting off against her.

"Where is it?" I heard before I could see. I woke up to her smacking me hard on the ass. "What did you do with it?"

"I hid it," I explained.

"Give it to me, now!" She said, clearly meaning the buttplug, but both I and my dick heard something else, getting hard right up against her and finding her pussy by sheer chance. I thrust inside her, as her anger turned to shock. Her scowl melted, as she sat back onto my cock, slipping it fully inside her. I watched her face, her mouth open slightly with eyes closed. I reached up and put a finger in her lips as she leaned down to kiss me. "Don't think you're off the hook, magic. I'm just horny."

"Of course," I said, as she started moving her hips, keeping eye contact. I half expected her to pull something out of her vault and get me bloody, but instead she threw back her hair and rode my cock with her tits out and bouncing. I held my hands at her hips to help her, and felt myself about to cum. She sped up a bit, putting her hands on my stomach with the last twerks of her hips that made my nuts hurt, but feel equally good. She leaned back as my cock slipped out of her, landing up against her pussy coated in cum, then was bathed by cream pie from inside.

Once we both relaxed a bit, spooning naked in bed, I voiced my concerns.

"I think it's something to be used in moderation, Fau," I said.

"You're probably right," she agreed. "I just wanted to be that..." She trailed off. "I wanted that. I wanted to have that build, that size, muscles for days. I could crush heads between my thighs if I wanted to. It was intoxicating."

"I wanted to be a rogue, remember?"

"I had a friend who was a warrior once," Faustyna said. "He died, but he left me with this stupid unrelenting determination to keep trying."

"You're far closer to being a warrior than I am to being a rogue," I said.

"How's that?"

"People who fight learn to avoid things," I said. "It's a valuable warrior skill, part of the whole job. Avoid things, and take on things that threaten the rest of the party. Above all, that determination is important."

"You could learn more of the rogue ways, mag- Shy," she said, correcting her pet name to another nickname. "You have a rogue in your arms, not something many can even boast about."

"I have a rogue's breast in my hand," I said, then slipped a hand down to her pussy and slipped a finger inside. "I'm in a rogue's pussy, too, but I'm in a warrior's heart." I was surprised when she turned over to face me, eyes welling in tears. I never expected to see that from her. "Or so I hope, at least."

She pulled me closer, breasts squishing against my chest as her chin dug into my neck. I wanted to ask if she was ok, but just held her close as one of my hands subconsciously slipped to take a grasp of her buttock. The hold made me heat up, and I felt the erection grow once more between her thighs. She slipped one of her hands down my side and lifted her left leg to rest over my lower back, using her hand to position the head of my cock so I could slip it inside.

"Come for me," she whispered, so gently into my ear, so fragile in my embrace, that I wasted no time on pageantry of foreplay, just started moving wildly in her embrace, grasping onto her buttocks with intensity speeding up each thrust to breathe a hot gasp of orgasm on her neck, spilling cum inside her, throbbing with bursts of pleasure running through my asshole and taint into the dick like a magical power circuit.

I felt her teeth in my shoulder again, biting into the flesh with a change of sensation, but multiplying to euphoria for that moment before I was done throbbing. Only the sore pain of the wound remained when I pulled my cock out of her, once more bathed in the backwash of cum and pussy juice. The pain kept me awake, as she held my head at the sides to look into my eyes. I could still see the bit of my blood in her mouth, on her teeth.

"Now, give me the golden buttplug," she said.

"As-- as long as you don't use it all the time," I replied. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"Fine."

"And..."

"And what?"

"You have another box of mine that you stole," I said. "I'd like that back first. It was purple and blue, the size of a book."

"Fine, fine, I have it in my vault," Faustyna said. "Give me a moment."

"Can I watch?" I asked. I had already seen her close the vault that was in her asshole, but she also mentioned that she was storing my cum, and I've mostly busted inside her pussy instead. "Do both your holes have an entrance to it?"

"All three, yeah," She said, then put fingers in her mouth until she had her whole arm inside. I watched with shock, but if her mouth could spread that wide, I wanted to put the giant golden cock in there eventually, if she would let me use the golden buttplug to attain that monster of an erection again. She started taking her arm out, lips stretched wide over the girth of it, and pulled out a small box free, that enlarged to the size I remembered in her hand. "It's less enjoyable through the mouth, but it still works."

"Wow, we gotta use that with the golden buttplug in later," I said.

"Whoa, there," she replied. "I'm not taking that gold monster into my vault. You'd spray cum all over my stuff."

"Didn't you say you store it?"

"Yeah, when it's your normal cock spurting it out inside," Fau said. "The gold one would make my vault swim in cum."

"Sorry," I said, opening the dimension where I put the golden buttplug. "Here, just don't hurt yourself."

"Fair trade," she said. "Fat lot of good it's gonna do you. There are six separate physical locks in that one, and there is a dimensional one over top that has to stay open."

"If I hold the hole open, can you fuck them all up?"

"Am I getting a cut--" Fau started, then remembered she still hadn't paid me for the helmet she sold. "Fuuuuck! I'll do it for free!"

"I'm still gonna get my cut from the helmet, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, just open up the damn dimensional lock."

I located the crux over the box, and massaged it with my pinky until I could slip it inside, massaging the dimensional opening like an asshole before slipping my second pinky and spreading the hexagonal opening apart, the gaping hexagonal asshole.

"It's open! Go, go, go!" I said. The edges were slippery for some reason. It had to be a trap for whoever was trying to unlock it without the pylon that acted as the real key. The rod would slip gently into the dimensional sphincter and extend keys to each of the six locks within. I felt my fingers slipping as the hexagon shrunk a bit over Faustyna's hands inside. "Hurry!"

"Just a few more seconds!" She burst out, then quickly pulled her hands up and out of the dimensional asshole I was holding open with my pinkies. I let it go, slamming shut with an electric zap before shattering the crux to open the box. Fau was there first, and inside was a book.

"Pffft! You got a book out of that," she said. "How does it feel to have less value than a buttplug?" I pulled the tome out of the lockbox and inspected the purple and blue nebulaic surface with silver accents and flourishes on it. The surface shifted around under the silver markings, twinkling sometimes. I knew exactly what this was.

"It's Erwald Honnenbaum..." I said quietly.

"Huh?"

"It's one of the tomes of the great archmage Erwald Honnenbaum!" I burst out. "It's priceless. The archmages of the magic towers would literally sell all their possessions to read just one page of this book."

"Holy shit," Fau said.

"I'm not selling it," I said, quickly understanding where her mind would go.

"Right, right, but damn, now we got two awesome things we can't sell. You're not really doing this rogue thing correctly, Szymon." I froze. She said my name, not a pet name, not a nickname, but my name. I looked at her with surprise, and she realized it too.

"I mean MAGIC!" She burst out, as I smiled. "Shut up." I wanted to laugh, but if I did, I would definitely need healing from Monika again. I just grinned instead. My warrior, Faustyna. I'd always see her as the big, muscle-clad, horny woman now. That was the real version, and the Fau I entertained was just a lottery outcome. I started worrying again that she would abuse the golden buttplug and hurt herself.

"Well, I gotta get going," she said, while I still worried for her safety. "You want that cut from the helmet, right? That pussy better be worth it."

"It can't even compare to yours," I assured her.

"Yeah, yeah, I know orcs are very tasty flesh," Fau said, as I raised my eyebrows. "I've had orc cock before. Real hammer types typically, but the one I had wasn't all that since he was an outcast. I think they have some sex ritual to come of age, and by come of age, I mean something like a live sex show as the tribe watches. Maybe the orc I had in my mouth was ridiculed and outcast because the size was closer to a human."

"That's rough," I said.

"Well, he did come in my mouth, so... he wasn't all that choked up about it. It tasted surprisingly good, sort of tangy." I tried to imagine stuffing my tongue into Evokari's pussy to a tangy spurt of juice all over my tongue. It would be heavenly. "You think she'll taste the same?"

"I doubt it," I said. "But it sounds delicious."

"Should I be jealous?"

"You? The jealous type?" I asked. "You only kill for love, it seems."

"Fuck off, magic," Faustyna said, finishing up getting dressed, then turned back with a smirk. "Don't go dying until I kill you." I watched her shadowstep out of the room, and picked up the book we unlocked. The shifting cover felt so vast, and I wanted to read it right away, but decided to get some much deserved rest after the recent events. I faded thinking back to when my gold cock was speared right up Fau's pussy and she hung there post orgasm, spilling cum out of her pussy and down my erection. I smiled at that memory, and faded off to sleep.

I had a vague recollection of getting hard up against the spine of the book and rubbing my cock against it, but no idea if I came from that stimulation. The next thing I remembered was the book glowing, opening up slightly to form a paper pussy that my dick instantly found and fucked. It had to be a dream, because the paper pussy felt heavenly. I felt as though I was floating in the nebula of the book cover, with my cock inside some warm entity, until I came to.

"What the fuck?" I gasped, looking around to find myself in the emptiness of nebula space just like above our world. The paper pussy still hovered over my cock. It was like a portal to another dimension, so I pulled out quickly in fear of losing my dick. I did bring my fingers near the clit out of curiosity and ran a finger over the pages that made it up, parting the layers as the pussy flipped a few pages and throbbed with ink spurting out onto my hand with orgasm.

"Enough of that," I heard behind me, as the paper pussy vanished from existence into a blip. I turned as much as I could, but I was weightless, so it wasn't much. "I see you have enjoyed yourself, young mage." Magic grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me to face a man with a bushy gray mustache. The paper pussy appeared beside his mouth, and he waved it away. Next it appeared beside his hand, and the man quickly made it orgasm ink with a few quick motions while I watched him work.

"Sorry about her," the old man said. "She's very excited. We don't often get visitors, let alone ones with magical potential. Will you show him yourself fully instead of just your pussy?" I watched as hands reached from inside the vagina, spreading the pages of the vulva into a book from which arms slipped out, then perky tits with slightly darker nipples that felt too bouncy for paper. When the rest slipped from between the pussy lips book, it was a curvy and plump naked woman made of paper layers, with writing on her skin as tattoos, and a beautiful face with a short haircut carved out of pages in many layers as a sculpture.

"You must excuse Tique," the old man said. "She's quite the exhibitionist. Sorry for the delay in my introduction. I am--."

"Erwald Honnenbaum," I said. "The greatest archmage of the century. But you disappeared. Your works have become priceless because everyone thinks you're dead."

"As it was supposed to seem, I'm afraid," he said, stroking his mustache. "I left the world of the living to try and counter the Destroyer alone, yet failed. It is coming for your world next, young mage. The Rahin is coming." As much as I wanted to hear more on that, Tique floated up, twirling in the nebulaic space while showing off her curves and nudity, ticking my curiosity.

"What is Tique?" I asked, as the paper woman flew up close to me to run a hand over my robes. I felt an erection already priming itself for interaction thanks to her bouncy flesh that defied understanding.

"She is the book that contains my essence," he said, and I had a feeling I knew what he meant. He probably enchanted his own cum and fucked the book to make a child with the paper. Now she was stuck being a paper-mâché of Erwald's cum and paper between the pages, brought to life by magic. It must have taken a lot of magic to give her that much freedom, and a devotion to allowing her to experience her own pleasure from the paper pussy lips. "I created her to assist me on my journey, to be my companion and lover."

"Oh," I said. "Ever get any paper cuts?"

"Never on my cock," he said, proudly before realizing he overshared.

"Why am I here?" I asked, as Tique flew down to slip herself up my robe. I felt her mouth open like pages of a book over the head of my cock. I met Erwald's eyes, and put my hands up to show him I was not the one doing anything to his girl.

"Just let her tire herself out," Erwald said. "And enjoy yourself, eh?" I throbbed in the paper mouth which did not feel like paper at all, but it was a far cry from the softness of Fau's pussy. I felt cum spurt out before long as Tique flew up to show me the cum that I left between her pages before closing those pages together to fuse together as they dried.

"The Rahin is coming for your world," Erwald said, once Tique left me alone. "You must warn everyone and prepare for war. It is a giant being in the darkness of space and it eats worlds. Come, let us discuss." I watched as Erwald brought a table into existence, then three chairs around it. I hovered over to one of the chairs with magic, as he sat on the seconds. I expected Tique to take the third seat, but she landed on the table and froze in place in a very explicit pose that exposed her asshole and pussy to the both of us.

"Is there someone else joining us?" I asked, watching the third chair. A short man with a messy brown beard materialized in the chair instantly and looked at Tique with his mouth open in surprise. He had the side that showed off her insanely bouncy tits, and I wanted to check just how bouncy they were by fucking them, but did not know how to broach the subject.

"This is Marvin Hobbes," Erwald said. "He also found one of my tomes, but we were not able to save his world."

"Tique, could you...?" Marvin asked. She unfroze from her pose, and walked over to him as he undid his pants. She smiled and made a big show of lowering her ass to sit on the bearded man's erection at the table. Her legs were still on the table, but she used her hands to bounce herself up and down on his cock while he squished the paper tits that could not possibly be paper. I just sat there in silence as the paper woman got him off. He thanked her, and smiled brightly now after that grunt of cum he spread between her pages. Tique held up the cum stain in the layers of paper as a book, then slammed it shut as a spurt of cum escaped to land on her face. Her tongue licked it up as she smiled mischievously at me watching her.