Messing with Magic chapter 6 (Patreon)

Messing with Magic chapter 6


“Ready to get fucked?” Frankie asked me, one of her hands gently stroking the fake phallus that had magically grown from the crotch of her enchanted latex like suit.

“Umm. I don't think that's a great idea, Frankie.” I said, even though my cock was pressing harder into the cage as I watched. Was I really turned on by the sight of my girlfriend’s fake dick, or was it all because of the magical items we were stuck in?

“Oh come one, John. I can tell you want this, quit being scared and get on the bed. Besides, it will help get that cage off you quicker, remember.”

She had a point there, and for some reason the idea of getting my ass fucked by Frankie was starting to sound appealing.

“Fine, just be careful would you? I’m not exactly experienced with this sort of thing.” I replied, climbing up onto the bed as Frankie joined me.

“Don’t worry babe, I don’t know how but it feels like the suit knows exactly what it’s doing. Just get on all fours right there on the bed and let me and my shiny friend do the work.” It felt like Frankie’s strength had doubled overnight as she positioned me on the bed, she moved my body to where she wanted it as though I weighed nothing.

With my clothes out of the way, Frankie took her position behind me with her hands on my hips and her newly grown cock hovering close to my ass hole. I couldn’t help but worry about how easily I had actually agreed to this. One look at the fake cock and a little cajoling from Frankie and I was crawling onto all fours ready to be fucked doggy style by my girlfriend.

The tip of the fake penis pressed gently against my back passage as Frankie shuffled forwards to meet me.

“I have a feeling you're going to love this.” She said to me, tightening her grip on my hips as she started to press inwards. I honestly didn't expect the cock to enter me as easily as it did. But for some reason I could barely feel it slide all the way inside me, it was like the magical properties of the suit were making sure the dick was always the perfect size and width as it slid inside me.

“Wow, babe. You took that easier than I thought, are you sure you've never done this before? Are you secretly a whore for cock?” Frankie asked me in a playful tone as she felt herself bottom out in me.

“No, I have not done this before! I think it has something to do with the suit. Could we just get this over with already?”

“With pleasure!” Frankie replied eagerly. Without much preamble, she began thrusting in and out of my formerly virgin asshole. I wished I could say I didn’t enjoy it, but the truth was this was one of the best feelings I had had since I don’t know when.

Every thrust of Frankie’s cock sent a wave of extreme pleasure through me, it was never enough to get me close to orgasm in the cage, but enough to make me moan in pleasure as Frankie hammered away at my ass. I noticed it was never painful either, almost as though the cock was adjusting its length and girth to make sure that all I felt was pleasure.

It didn’t take Frankie long to find her rhythm as she thrust the black, false cock into my formerly virgin ass. After just a few thrusts, she was bottoming out and I could feel the material of the suit making contact with my ass.

“Mmmm I don’t know why, John, but this feels so good to me! Is it good for you too, babe?” Frankie asked as she picked up the pace of her fucking. I really didn’t want to admit it so easily, but it actually did feel incredible. The only downside was the fact that I was locked in chastity and therefore could feel the frustrating sensation of my failed erection.

“Oh fuck yes!” My reply came almost unwillingly as Frankie effectively fucked the answer out of me.

“Oh really? So you like bending over and taking it in the ass like a slutty whore? Frankie asked, determined to hear me answer her humiliating questions.

“Yes Frankie. Please don’t stop. Fuck my ass! Please give it to me!” I moaned my answer without thinking, the words just seeming to come to me as I was pounded from behind by my girlfriend. I felt like I could stay here forever, just being fucked by a cock that was magically designed to hit every pleasurable nerve in my ass. The sensations from my locked up cock were a completely new feeling for me, it almost felt like the cage was vibrating as Frankie fucked me. The only thing missing was the orgasm. No matter how hard Frankie thrust herself into me, or how much I begged, I just couldn’t get myself over that edge.

“Harder Frankie. Harder, please I need it…” My god what did I sound like right then? Humiliatingly begging my girlfriend to fuck my ass harder and harder while I failed to cum in my chastity cage.

After who knows how long, I listened from my bent over position as Frankie orgasmed hard while fucking me….I don’t think I’d ever envied someone more at that point. I needed to cum!

“Wow, John. That was amazing, I can’t believe we’ve never tried that before. I am so buying a strap-on when we get home.” Frankie said as she caught her breath. She had finally stopped fucking me and I had collapsed onto my stomach on the bed.

“Fine by me.” I replied, my cock still tingling and desperate for some attention. As I brought a hand up to my face to wipe away a bead of sweat, I noticed another small change.

“My nails!” I exclaimed, sitting up and staring at the bright red nails that were now extending a short way beyond my fingertips.

“Oooo, Hot.” Frankie replied, less unnerved than I would have liked her to be.

“Not on me they’re not!” I said, “We need to talk to your Aunt and see just how long I’m going to be trapped in this.”

“You go ahead, babe. I’m gonna rest for a little while, I guess fucking you in the ass took more energy than I thought.” Frankie replied, lying back on the bed with a satisfied smile on her face.

I decided to leave her to it, heading down to see where Violet was while wondering why the hell I had given in so easily upstairs. I had never thought about being fucked like that before yet I had willingly crawled onto the bed and just let Frankie have her way with me….And loved it so much I was even begging her to go harder!

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I found Aunt Violet busying herself in the kitchen as usual and greeted her as I entered.

“Morning John! How was your night?” She asked, although I figured she could probably guess some of it just by the pout of my inflated lips.

“It was….Fun. I think. Anyway, I wanted to ask you about the uh, the cage I’m currently wearing.” I asked, a little sheepishly.

“You mean the one you got yourself stuck in for snooping around where you shouldn't have done, right?” Violet said with a smirk.

“Yeah….that one. I was wondering how long it takes for it to finish whatever it’s doing so I can get it off.”

“Well that depends. The goal of the cage is to feminize and humiliate its wearer. It feeds off of both sexual and submissive energies. So the more embarrassing and submissive you behave while wearing it, the faster it works I guess.”

“Great, so I have to keep embarrassing myself to be able to get the cage off.” I said, with a defeated sigh.

“Oh don't worry too much about it. The cage will help with that process a little anyway.” Violet said, sitting down in one of the kitchen chairs with an amused expression.

“What do you mean?”

“Well surely you must have noticed by now. The cage will help lower your inhibitions a little and make you more willing to take up a submissive role or act in ways that you would usually find too embarrassing.”

“Ah…That would explain earlier.” I said, a look of realization dawning on me.

“Ohhh, and what would that explain?” Violet said, leaning forward across the desk with an eager expression.


“Nothing! I mean, nothing really, just something that happened between me and Frankie this morning.” I said, my face flushing red at the memory of the pegging I had received earlier.

“Oh come on John, don't be such a tease. Tell me what happened with you and Frankie this morning.” Violet said the last part a little more forcefully, and I decided it would be best to just tell her.

“Well if you must know, Frankie kind of…..well she fucked me…from behind I mean.” Why the hell did I admit that so easily? I usually wouldn’t have given up that kind of information so readily, especially not to my girlfriend's family members!

“Ohh so you got pegged. I’m guessing you enjoyed yourself?” Violet said with a smile.

“Yeah I guess I enjoyed it.” I replied without even thinking, feeling myself try to harden in the cage.

“See, John. The cage’s magic will help you open up to things you wouldn’t usually be willing to try, especially things you would usually find embarrassing, not only that…It will make sure you enjoy them.” Violet’s explanation made a lot of sense. It had taken very little convincing on Frankies part to get me to allow her to fuck me like she had this morning, and despite being locked in the cage, it really did feel amazing.

“Perhaps an example is in order. John, earlier on while preparing breakfast I dropped a little tomato juice on the floor and some of it splashed on my foot. Would you be a dear and lick it off for me?” The way Violet asked for this ridiculous favour was so casual, as though she had just asked me to pass the salt or something. But the worst thing was, the idea didn’t even seem that crazy to me. “It’s okay, John. You can just go ahead and lick my foot clean, no one will know.”

I looked down at Violet’s feet and saw that she was wearing some open toed sandals and there was indeed a small splash of tomato juice on one of her toes. I figured why the hell not, if no one was going to know then it couldn’t hurt, right?

I dropped to the floor at Violet’s feet and leaned way down to lick the tomato juice from the toe she had mentioned, feeling another rush of intense pleasure from my caged cock as I did. The submissive act seeming to trigger the cage’s magic again.

“Fuck! Why did I do that so easily?!” I asked, popping back to my feet once Violet’s foot was clean. “I don’t even like tomatoes!”

“It’s like I said, the more humiliating the act the more eager the cage will be to help you act it out. But I suggest keeping you and Frankie separate for a while. That suit that Frankie has on will react to whoever she’s in the room with, equipping itself to provide the pleasure you both need. So if you two were to spend too much time together with your cage and Frankie’s suit….I fear you would end up as nothing more than a cock hungry, sissy whore, desperate to get your holes filled every five minutes.”

That sounded like something I wanted to avoid.

“I’ll tell you what, I was going to go into town and grab a coffee and do a little shopping today, why don’t you just come with me? It would be better than leaving you here alone with Frankie and her suit, and I can’t exactly take her out looking like she does now.”

“But what about my lips or these nails? People will notice.” I said, not liking the idea of being out in public with a half feminized face.

“Oh it will be fine. Sure a few people will notice but it’s not like they’ll care. Besides, you’re miles away from home, no one will even know who you are anyway.” Violet made some good points that I couldn’t find an argument for. So after explaining to Frankie about our conversation, Violet and I were going out for the day.



A short car ride later and we were heading into a clothes store, Violet leading the way as I followed along, keeping my head down and my hands in my pockets to hopefully avoid drawing attention to myself. Why did I agree to come here?

I followed along as Violet browsed some racks and hangers. When we got to the underwear section, Violet surprised me with a suggestion.

“You should get yourself some panties while we're here.” She said, startling me to attention.

“What?! I don’t need panties Violet.” I hissed in a whisper, hoping no one else could hear.

“Maybe not usually, but your body is only going to keep changing while you’re in that cage. Who knows, you might find yourself preferring panties to your ugly old male boxers.”

“I guess panties are prettier than boxers. And some of these do look like they would feel good…No!” I shook myself away from the train of thought, for some reason it sounded like I was about to convince myself to buy myself panties.

Violet clearly sensed my weakness and jumped on the opportunity.

“Oh relax, John. They’re just panties. Here.” She tossed a pair of lacy black underwear in my direction which I caught on instinct. “Just give them a feel and see what you think. Don’t they feel nice? Wouldn’t it be far more exciting to be walking around in those sexy things instead of those awful, boring boxers you keep wearing?” She had a point, these panties did feel better to the touch and my stupid male underwear…

“And what about these?” She said, tossing me another pair. “These are satin, you’ll love how they feel against you, how they slide over your smooth skin, cool and soft against you. Why not just try them on, dear? No one will know….No one but me anyway. It will be Auntie's little secret.” Violet said, her words assaulting my weakened and suggestible mind until I found myself nodding along with what she was saying.

“Follow me, John.” Violet led the way to some changing rooms in the back of the store, with me holding on to the two pairs of women's underwear, until I realized what I was doing and tried to hide them from view.

I was just starting to realize how absurd this idea was, when we reached the changing room and Violet quickly shoved me inside one of the booths and pulled the curtain.

“Quickly now John, get a pair of those panties on before anyone realizes it’s a boy in there. I promise you’ll love them!”

Fuck it. I was already in here and she clearly wasn’t gonna let this go so easily. I removed my pants in the changing rooms and swapped out my boxers for the satin panties Violet had chosen for me. Violet was right, they did feel great. I didn’t know if it was the magic or not but the feeling of the cool satin sliding up my smooth legs and nestling softly around my ass cheeks. They even did a good job of supporting the cage.

“Have you changed?” Violet’s voice came from the other side of the curtain.

“Y-yeah. I am.” I replied, still admiring the yellow, flower-printed panties that felt so good against my skin.

“Ah!” I let out a surprised squeak as Violet’s head appeared inside the changing booth, she had slid the curtain aside enough so that she could peek at me in my panties.

“Oh so you went with the satin, good choice.” Violet said as I flushed red with embarrassment, which only caused my cock to once again try and harden in the stupid cage!

“I told you they would feel good. Hand me the tag and I’ll go pay for them for you, I'll get rid of those ugly boxers too.”

I did as she said and gave her the tag and my old underwear without argument. Once my pants were back in place, I headed out to see Violet waiting for me, my boxers were nowhere in sight.

We walked over to the checkout and Violet greeted the girl working the register before handing her the tag for the underwear.

“So sorry to do this dear but could I please pay for this pair of underwear using the tag? My friend here just couldn't resist wearing them out.” Violet pointed a thumb in my direction as she spoke, making sure the girl behind the counter knew exactly who was wearing the panties. I was mortified, lost for words as I gaped in shock at Violet so casually outing my underwear situation to a complete stranger.

“Umm, sure I guess.” The girl said, taking the tag and scanning it in. “I'm glad your err, friend likes them so much.”

I was red faced and horny as we left the store.

“Violet! I can't believe you did that!”

“Oh I'm sorry, dear. I couldn't resist. But I bet it felt good though, didn't it? The humiliation, the embarrassment, I bet your locked up little dicky is trying to get hard right now, isn't it?”

She was right, of course. But I was starting to wonder if I enjoyed being embarrassed like this or if it was all because of the cage, either way I needed to get it off asap.

“Yes. You’re right, are you sure you can’t get this cage off any earlier?” I asked in a small voice.

“‘Fraid not, sweetie. But don’t worry, just let the magic run its course and I’m almost certain I can undo the changes.” Violet said as we walked along a street lined with shops.

“Wait…What do you mean ‘almost certain’?” I asked, a little panic creeping into my voice.

“Well it’s been a while since I had to undo these kinds of changes, John. But don’t worry I remember most of them…I think.” Was she serious? Or was this another way for her to tease me? “But let’s not worry about that now sissyboy, I feel like grabbing a coffee.” I wasn’t happy about her calling me a sissy so loudly in public, but I followed along quietly as she led us into a small coffee shop and found us a quiet booth over in the corner.

We were sitting opposite each other in the booth, separated by a table.

“Do we need to go up and order something or…?” I asked, looking around the quaint little store.

“No, one of the staff will come and take our order, it’s fine. I come here all the time when I get bored of being stuck at home alone. It’s nice to have company.” Violet said, a little sadness creeping into her voice.

“Yeah I guess it must get a little lonely being out here in that house by yourself.” I said, sympathising with her situation.

“Yeah it does, a little. But I’ve kind of gotten used to it….”

Violet and I had a nice conversation while we sat and drank our coffee, she even bought me a slice of cake which turned out to be delicious. I thought maybe this little trip to town wouldn’t be so bad after all, we were getting along better without any of Violet’s teasing or magical torment….Besides the panties that was. Everything seemed fine until we were ready to leave….

“I just have to use the bathroom before we go.” I said, sliding my way out of the booth and standing up.

“No problem, I’ll wait here.” Violet said, but I could have sworn I heard her mutter something else under her breath, words I didn’t quite recognise. I assumed it was nothing, until I took one step forward.

Somehow, my pants had worked their way loose around my hips and as soon as I had started walking, they seemed to fall straight down to my ankles with an almost unnatural speed, causing me to trip and tumble forwards. I shot my hands out to catch myself as I fell to the floor and managed to keep from face planting the hard tiles, but the real damage had been done, my panty covered, hairless ass was on display to the whole coffee shop.

My face flushed redder than ever as I scrambled back to my feet, hastily pulling my pants back up as I rushed to the bathroom. I could hear laughter and snickering from more than a few people as I rushed past the other tables, some people were averting their eyes in what I assumed was second hand embarrassment on my behalf.

I was panicked and horny as I slammed the bathroom door shut behind me. Thankfully it was empty. I took a moment to check the fit of my pants l, they were fine. I didn't know how the hell they could've fallen down like they did. I even gave them a few cursory tugs and they still barely moved past my hips. Did Violet have something to do with this? She did say she wasn't going to use her magic on me anymore though, surely this wasn't her?

I took a few minutes to compose myself before I left the bathroom. Violet was standing up next to our booth when I returned, keeping my head low to avoid the gazes of the other customers.

“Ah, there you are, John. Are you ready to go now? Or would you like to flash your panties some more?” She asked with a teasing smirk.

“Let's just get out of here, please.” I said heading for the door without waiting for Violet.

“John, wait up.” Violet called after me, catching me up outside. “Look, I know that little accident had to be embarrassing for you, but don’t worry about it. You’ll probably never see any of those people in the coffee house again.”

“But what if I do? What if I see one of them and they recognise me?” I said, still walking a little quicker than usual.

“Oh relax, I doubt they’d recognise you even if they did see you again. I mean, I don’t think anyone in there was looking at your face.” Violet added with a small laugh.

“It’s not funny Violet!”

“No….But I’ll bet it turned you on a little though, right?” She had me there, I don’t know why but it was a turn on to be exposed and embarrassed like that. Was that just a side effect of the cage's magic? I was struggling to tell.

“Don’t worry John, each little bit of embarrassment will fuel the cage’s magic until it has run its course. So in a way, it’s a good thing you flashed your little butt to everyone in the coffee shop. Now, let’s go home and see how Frankie is getting on with her predicament. If I know that suit, she’ll be in need of a little company by now, and I’ll bet she’s gonna love your new panties…”


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