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Regarding my anti-magic field: it doesn't extend far from my body. If I hugged one of them while they were casting, that might mess things up.
>>961693
"Maybe you'd have to show us those hemis?"
"In the interest of fairness to me with my external parts, I was thinking... he should have done so already!" Aaand he does.
"Yeah, fair."
"Can you shed your skin at will?"
"Hah, nah man."
>>961694
Sounds a little boring, but a harmless secret like that could work.
>>961699
Having to wear a weird outfit. Yeah, maybe. I've never heard of Easter.
>>961701
Jet actually has no hair, though some Iros do.
"I don't have any good ideas. Jet, you got anything?"
"The way I'm accustomed to seeing these things play out, he would have to perform some small erotic favour, like a lap dance or a touching session."
"A touching session."
"Sssss...~"
"Indeeed!"
"How about, he'd have to have his hemis magicked into some awkward predicament?"
"Sssss...~!"
"Oh, dear... Not quite as tame as what I was thinking! As I would expect from you, Josie. Very well! If you're fine with those conditions, Kamma."
"Ssssure. It might not even come up!"
"I'll see to it that it does!"
One redo later, Jet loses his other sock.
He picks psychic magic as the only category allowed on this frame. He assumes the lotus position, closes his eyes, and levitates himself and his ball. He gathers three more balls with his mind, and uses them to guide his own down the lane, thereby not directly affecting it with his magic anymore. Sharp gives the signal, and Kamma tries to spin Jet around with his own telekinesis. Jet apparently counters by giving Kamma an orgasm.
"Gnh! That's CHEAP hahahH..." He falls over, splurting from his left hemipenis. Jet gets a strike.
Kamma telekinetically tosses the ball down the lane and uses his mind to spank Jet,
>-smack!-
"OWH!" lift him in the air, and from what I can tell from the way Jet's moving, fondle him. "Goodness...!" Kamma takes his pants off, too! "Hey! Hey!!"
"Sssshiiit..." He ripples the floor of the lane to correct the ball's course at the last second, but he doesn't get a strike. He takes off his sock with his mind and floats it over onto Jet's head.
"Well!" He shakes the sock off, and doesn't put his pants back on. "I suppose we didn't say that wasn't allowed..."
"Hsshsshss~"
"(ahem)" He claps. "Last round!" His underwear is tenting straight the fuck out.
Kamma picks no restriction on magic... but it can only target his and/or Jet's primary sexual characteristics.
"E-excuse me?"
"You heard me~ Bowl up!"
"Very well... (mumble mumble)" He turns his genitals into tentacles, and picks up and deploys the ball. Kamma stretches his hemipenes to intercept, and Jet isn't strong or fast enough to prevent a gutter ball. He gets a few pins down on the next try, by freezing Kamma's hemipenes so he can't interfere in time.
On Kamma's turn, he detaches his hemipenes and turns them into a swarm of nanomachines and does a throw. Sharp signals. Jet turns his dick into an EMP missile.
>-FwoooshhBANGO!-
The dickbots fall to the floor. Kamma makes some of them into a big wave that rushes toward Jet, who freezes and scatters it, but Kamma shoves the frozen pieces into Jet's underwear. "HOOOH!" Kamma ends up winning the frame. Jet loses his last item of clothing.
"I declare Jet the winner. How entertaining! Will you require me for anything further?" Things are back to normal now.
"I believe that will do! Thank you for your service, madam."
"You're welcome~ Goodbye, all." We say bye, and she slithers into a crack in the floor and vanishes.
"Huh, I should see if I can do that one."
I've got two naked boys with erections here. Should we keep hanging out, with them in this state, or do something overtly sexual? Or ask them to put their clothes back on?
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