“But first, I must convince your mistress to do me a favor.”
I raised my eyebrow. Sex “And what if he doesn’t breathe and feels like he’s made out of lead?”, I asked. “Oh, man I could use this. My breasts were filling out lusciously, swollen with milk. Our fireballs struck just a split-second before the fingers would’ve struck me, but that was all it took. His cock was already stiff and erect, and I could feel my pussy moistening in anticipation. “And what if he doesn’t breathe and feels like he’s made out of lead?”, I asked. It as if it were only the shadow of a far more sinister form which remained unseen. Merlin grinned and said, “If that happens, I’ll have my servant keep a charm bracelet on him to reduce his density, and render a glamour spell that makes him appear to breathe.”
I shrugged; at least Merlin had thought this one through. And the Curse now had just enough physical form to be hurt by my Magick. It didn’t take long. “Hey, who killed that shade?”
I gritted my teeth.
