Messing with Magic chapter 4 (Patreon)

Messing with Magic - 4

“Oh hey Aunt Vi!” Frankie said, surprisingly cheerful, considering the way she looked right now was anything but decent. She was still naked from the waist down after aggressively riding my face, and made no move to cover herself.

“I assume by now you've figured out how my latest spell works, and yet poor Frankie has almost been completely transformed into a bimbo.”

“Violet, I think Frankie has learned her lesson. Can you please undo the spell now?” I asked on Frankies behalf, who herself had not actually shown any desire to remove the spell.

“I could, but she seems to be enjoying being a bimbo. Maybe I’ll let her stay that way for a while, just to make sure the lesson sinks in.” Violet said, before turning to speak to the bimbo-fied Frankie. “Now Frankie dear, why don’t you go upstairs and look in that old wardrobe in your room, there should be clothes in there that will fit you better. They might be a little slutty though but I’m sure that won’t be a problem.”


“Oohh slutty sounds fun! I’ll go take a look.” Frankie said, happily heading upstairs, bare ass swaying and jiggling as she did.

“Now John, I’m sorry about this morning's little…accident. I really didn’t mean for that to happen just so you know.” Violet said, referring to the fact that she had accidentally triggered a spell that caused me to eat her out.

“Oh yeah, no problem I guess.” I said, embarrassed to be reminded of what had happened. “But hey do you think you could remove the uh…the spanking thing?” I asked, if Frankie was going to be stuck as a sex crazed bimbo for a while, it would at least be nice to be able to enjoy it.

“And why do you want that spell removed, John? Is it so you can take advantage of the slutty bimbo version of my niece that’s upstairs, hm?”

“What? No of course not! I just mean, I don’t wanna only be able to cum when I’m being spanked…it’s a little embarrassing!” I said, annoyed at Violet's insinuation…even if it was pretty close to the truth.


“A little embarrassing yes, but if you are so desperate to be allowed to cum then I suppose I shouldn't stop you. As a matter of fact, I think I can help you out.” Violet said, although I wasn't sure I liked the sound of that last comment. Of course, I didn't get a chance to object before she started speaking in that archaic sounding language of hers.

I hoped that she was simply lifting the annoying orgasm blocking curse of hers, but her devious smile told me that she had done something more than that.

“There now, you should be able to enjoy as many orgasms as you want.” Violet said.

“Oookay….What do you mean by that?” I asked, a little concerned by her tone.


“Oh you’ll see. Now run along and check on your girlfriend. I’m sure she’s feeling a little ‘lonely’ by now.”

Violet disappeared after that, leaving me to gather my thoughts before heading upstairs to check on Frankie. I couldn’t see anything different about me as I headed upstairs, so I was still unsure of what Violet's spell had done.

I entered our bedroom to find the bimbo-fied Frankie squeezed into some tight clothes she had found.

Her lower half was barely covered by a hot pink miniskirt that only just reached the bottom of her newly grown ass. Her midriff was totally bare as the top half was covered only by a too-tight crop top that looked as though it had been deliberately torn half way down from the collar to show as much cleavage as possible.

“Oh heya babe!” Frankie said as she saw me ogling her new look, “Whaddya think? Does this outfit make you totally wanna fuck me or what?” Clearly the bimbo spell had already had a big effect on her speech.

“Umm, yeah I guess it does.” I answered, there was no denying how hot she looked right now, everything about her just screamed ‘sex’.

“I know right! And check it out…no panties!” She said in an overly cheery voice as she lifted up the hem of the skirt, exposing her bare sex to me.

The sight of her bare, obviously aroused pussy, right there in front of me had me incredibly horny. I would have thought that after the fun I had already had with Frankie earlier, that it would've taken me longer to get back in the mood, but the truth was I was harder than ever and ready to go. I figured Frankie wouldn’t object in her current state, so why not enjoy the situation?

“So uh, Frankie…you wanna-”

“Fuck? I thought you’d never ask.” I didn’t even need to finish the question before she was advancing on me.

Frankie rushed forward and wrapped her arms around my neck before locking her lips to mine in a passionate kiss. Just the feel of her new curves pressed against me had me dangerously close to cumming before I had even got undressed.

“Babe, slow down a sec..I think I’m a little….close.” I said in embarrassment. My horny brain not quite realizing yet what had happened.

“Already? Then we’d better get this cock in me soon babe.” Frankie replied, grabbing my crotch as she said so. The only problem was, her quick squeeze and grope of my still clothed cock was more than enough to send me over the edge.

“Ohh shit! Frankie I…” I moaned out as I tried to warn her, but it was too late. Before I had even taken out my cock I was pumping cum straight into my pants. That was when it hit me … Violet’s spell! She said something about enjoying as many orgasms as I want.

“Seriously John?! You didn’t even get to stick it in me!” Frankie sounded genuinely disappointed.

“Yeah…sorry babe, I think your Aunt did something again.”

“Well that’s too bad for you that you didn’t get to fuck me. But you’re still gonna get me off!” She said, pushing me backwards onto the bed and quickly mounting me.

Before I could even protest, Frankie had climbed further up my body and positioned her naked sex right above my face, her tiny skirt was bunched up around her waist.

“Now get that tongue to work Mr quick shot.” With that said, she dropped her crotch onto my waiting face. I had lost count of how many times I had been in this position in the last couple of days.

Once again I could feel myself getting quickly turned on by a combination of both Violet’s magic and Frankies magically enhanced body. After a couple of minutes licking away at Frankie, I was rock hard again, a fact that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the bimbo on my face.

“Ohhh there he is!” I heard the bubbly voice say as she slid her pussy away from my mouth. One quick motion and my pants were around my ankles, exposing my erection.

“I’d better jump on quick before your little friend goes off again huh babe?” Frankie said, giggling a little at her own statement. With the skirt still bunched up around her waist, she was able to quickly impale herself on my cock.

“Ohh yeah that’s better!” Frankie moaned as she took her position on top of me, but I was already panicking at how close I felt to cumming once again, and how this new bimbo attitude of hers would react if I did.

Luckily, having already came so recently, I was able to last twice as long this time. Unluckily, that still only gave me about 7 seconds worth.

“Ohh fuck I’m sorry Frankie!” I moaned as I came once more, at least it wasn’t in my underwear this time, that had to count for something, right?

“Again? Awww babe I need to get off! And if your cock can’t handle it, then I guess I'll just have to go back to your tongue.” She said, sliding herself off my wilting penis and beginning to climb back up towards my face. It took me a second too long to realize what she was about to do.

“Wait Frankie don’t-Mmmph” Any objections I had were immediately cut off by a dripping, cum-filled pussy being planted right on my mouth. I had never had any desire to lick my own jizz before, especially as I still had a little of that post-nut clarity thing going on. But I wasn’t really left with much choice in this instance.

“Yeah that’s it. Lick all your own yummy cummies out of my pussy!” Frankie was talking like I'd never heard her talk before. She had never been one for dirty talk, let alone the kinky shit that she was saying now.

“Make sure you get it all babe. Don't wanna waste a drop!” She said, as though I had a choice in the matter.

I don’t know at what point I finished licking my own jizz out of her, but eventually the salty taste of my cum was replaced by the sweet, almost addictive taste of Frankies arousal. When that happened, the pace of my licking and Frankies grinding grew more feverish.

“Oh fuck, that’s it. Lick my pussy you little premie loser!” Frankie was getting close to another orgasm, and I was almost fully hard once again. I was really going to have to speak with Violet after this!

“Oohhh. Fuck, mmmm. YES!” Frankies moans grey louder and more desperate as I felt her body start to quiver as she was pushed over the edge. I had no way to avoid the flood of juices that came rushing out of her, almost choking as my mouth was filled with her orgasm.

Eventually, the bimbo version of Frankie climbed down off my face, her heightened sexual appetite sated for the time being.

After I had carefully gotten myself cleaned up, and into some cum free clothing. It was time for us to go back downstairs and join Violet for dinner. I had to convince Frankie to put on some underwear before we headed down, that was when we both noticed another change. As she bent over to pull a thong up her legs, we both saw that her nails were now long and pink, further adding to her bimbo-like appearance.


“Hey Aunt Vi! Check out my new nails.” Frankie said as we sat down at the dinner table.

“Very cute dear. It certainly looks like you’re enjoying yourself. And I assume little Johnny here was able to have some fun of his own this time? Minus the spankings of course, haha.” Violet said with a laugh as she began to eat.

“Pffft, sure did. Poor John jizzed in his undies before we could even get started. I guess I’m just like, wayyy too hot for him now.” Frankie answered before I could speak, causing me to almost choke on my food.

“Oh dear. Well, I guess little Johnny is less of a stud than I thought hm?” Violet said in a mocking tone, looking right at me as she did.

“You know full well why that happened Violet. More of your childish pranks with your stupid magic!” I said with obvious annoyance.

“You didn’t think it was so childish when you were playing with my book the other night did you?” Violet responded.

“Ugh. Whatever! Can we just enjoy our food in peace?” I said, roughly stabbing my fork into a chunk of meat.

“Yeah. And I know just what you can have for dessert!” Frankie added with a less than subtle wink in my direction. This caused Violet to chuckle a little, but she didn’t say anything else, thankfully.

I was only able to enjoy a few more mouthfuls of food before I felt something brush against my crotch. I looked up from my plate to see Violet with a mischievous smirk on her face. I leaned back in my chair to look down at my crotch, and saw Violet's stocking covered foot, slowly wiggling around in my lap.

“What’s wrong John? You look a little flustered. Is the food okay?” Violet asked with a fake innocence in her voice. I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of getting to me.

“It’s fine. Nothings wrong.” I said, attempting to act as though she wasn’t getting to me as her foot continued to stir my arousal beneath the table.

“Oh good. I know it can be ‘hard’ for someone, ‘cumming’ all the way out here to meet their girlfriend's family. And I would hate for you to ‘blow’ this chance after ‘cumming soooo close’.” Violet’s foot kept on rubbing in my lap as she spoke, adding a very unsubtle suggestive hint to certain words.

Frankie, with her new ditzy attitude, had not noticed anything weird going on.

Violet’s spell was still clearly in full effect as I felt myself being brought closer to once again messing up my underwear.

“What do you think Frankie dear? Does John look a little ‘on edge’ to you?” Violet asked the distracted Frankie.

“Hm? Oh yeah, maybe he’s just sad because he can’t keep his pecker from going off long enough to fuck his totally hot girlfriend!”

“Frankie..Ah. That’s not what it, ‘oh fuck’. It’s not what you think.” I was trying to explain about Violet’s latest magical prank but I was too close to orgasm to think clearly. “It’s Violet! She did…mmm… something with…Ohhh shit!” Violet’s foot rubbing away on my crotch had achieved its goal. I had once again cum in my pants, this time by a simple foot rubbing my clothed crotch under the table.

“Hahah, Frankie dear, it sounds like your boyfriend has just had a little accident at the dinner table.”

“Aww babe, did you just jizz your pants again?” Frankie asked.

“It’s not my fault! Your Aunt Violet used more of her magic to turn me into a premature ejaculator or something.” I said, unfortunately, it didn’t look like Frankie had the attention span to take in anything I was saying.

“How dare you accuse me of such a thing! It has nothing to do with me that you’re such a quick-shot.” Violet said, looking way too amused by the whole situation.

“Whatever! You know what? I’m not gonna sit here and be tormented by some magical witch lady. Tomorrow, I’m getting the fuck out of here and going home.” I said, standing up from the table and storming out of the room.

I stomped my way upstairs to our loft bedroom and started angrily stuffing my clothes into my bag, fully intending to follow through on my threat and leave here first thing in the morning. After a few minutes of packing my bag, Frankie appeared in the room. The first thing I noticed was that she was totally back to normal.

“Hey John.” She said, as I sat down on the bed.

“Oh hey, I’m glad to see you back to normal.” I replied, although I was still annoyed that my own curse was still in effect, and I would need to ask Violet to remove it before I could actually leave.

“Yeah, Aunt Vi decided I had been punished enough. But you should probably go and talk to her, she was pretty upset that you called her a witch you know. Apparently she doesn’t like that word much.”

“Yeah, well she shouldn’t keep messing with people then. You know it just took me ten minutes to take a piss because my dick kept wanting to hard at the slightest touch!” I said, causing Frankie to have to stifle a little laugh behind her hand. “It’s not funny! Seriously, I feel like this thing could go off at any second.” I added.

“Haha I know it’s not funny but … It kind of is. Aunt Violets been on her own for a while now, I’m sure she just got carried away finally being able to have some fun that’s all. You should go talk to her. Just tell her you’re sorry and ask her to remove the spell. Please.”

“Ugh, fine.” I said, knowing I would need the spell removed anyway before I could leave.

“Thanks babe, oh and try not to cum in your pants while you’re down there.” Frankie added with a small pat on my crotch. Even that smallest of touches felt electric to my cursed cock.

I made my way back downstairs to find Violet sipping a glass of wine on the couch in the living room.

“Ah hello John, come to apologize?” She said as I approached.

“Yeah I guess so. I’m sorry I called you a witch. Frankie tells me you don’t like that word. But I feel like I've been under the influence of one spell or another since I got here. Could you please remove the uh … ya know, the spell?”

“Hm…I suppose I could, but you have to promise not to go home tomorrow.”

I guess I was stuck here for a while longer, it wasn’t like I could function normally if the slightest touch could make me cum.

“Okay, I’ll stay a little longer. But you have to promise not to keep cursing me whenever you feel like it.” I said, adding my own terms to the bargaining.

“Deal!” Violet said, a little too quickly for me. “I promise I will not use any of my spells on you for the remainder of your stay.” She punctuated her sentence with more of the strange sounding language. I figured she must have removed the spell as I felt a small tingle of energy near my crotch.

“Thanks, I think I’ll go back upstairs now.” I said, turning to leave without risking the truce we had apparently forged. If I had stayed a little longer, I might have heard Violet muttering something under her breath.

“Plenty of other ways for me to have fun with you….”



End chapter 4.