Gideon smiled, the familiar tingle of magic emanating from t..

Gideon smiled, the familiar tingle of magic emanating from the tome he purchased just earlier that day. The cover was almost unreadable, besides a few legible runes, with a dark stained purple leather binding. The book was small and without many pages, making the wizard think it only held a few common spells, or perhaps if he was lucky, a special longer incantation he could gleam for his own studies.

His surroundings, of course, were not the most ideal conditions. Porthcawl’s own Withering Willow Inn was the only lodging he could find cheap enough for himself and Urgran, his begrudging adventuring partner. Trying to give the orc some privacy, Gideon found himself in the tavern below, reading his books and trying not to witness the countless shady deals and fights happening around him.

The human traced his fingers across the runes sprawling the pages, realizing that the book contained just a single spell as he hoped.

…TO BRING… …CLOSER …

Did that sound right? The translation spell in his mind’s eye reiterated the words over and over, but something felt incorrect, like he was missing something. Oh well. The spell looked simple enough…

A few incantations sufficed; Gideon checked the room for changes. Nothing. The tavern was as gloomy as it ever was. Maybe he missed a step somewhere? The human thumbed back to the index, checking over the formula and spellcraft to make sure he followed every step.

BOOM! A door upstairs slammed, the sound echoing through the Inn, followed by heavy, furious footsteps thundering down the stairs, making Gideon leap to his feet in alarm. A large, imposing shadow entered the landing.

“HUMAN.” Urgran shouted, making his way into the light of the tavern - He was only wearing his undergarments, and across his thick green chest, something long and cylindrical was poking rhythmically into his belly. Gideon could feel his skin turn cold, glancing back at the tome with a frantic expression as he attempted to retrace his steps. The object, the one pushing itself in and out of the Orc, was his. It was an enchanted dildo imbued with some basic vibration magic of his own design. What’s worse, he realized, was that now he was closer to the toy, he could feel the extent of the spell. With every plunge into that soft belly, the human wizard felt like it was coming from his own cock, his dick already rock hard from the overwhelming sensations now that he was close enough to feel them.

“HUMAN. WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? WHAT IS THIS?!” Now that he was in the light, Gideon could see Urgran was furious, with clear panic and embarrassment crossing his face as the patrons of the Withering Willow Inn took notice. To make matters worse, the human could see his own precum being transferred from himself to the toy, making the Orc’s navel even slicker and enticing as it penetrated deeper.

“I’m- I’m sorry! I- I didn’t mean to!” Is all Gideon could muster, every word punctuated by a breathy moan as he braced himself against a table, legs turning to jelly. With the last of his concentration, he returned to the tome, flipping through its thin pages to see if… whatever this was could be reversed, and quickly.

“TURN THIS OFF, HUMAN.” Urgran roared, trying his best to remove the dildo from his belly button with no success.

“B-By the gods…” the human moaned out, his eyes crossing as the barrage of pleasure hit his cock repeatedly. Urgran’s enormous belly was warm and tight, even more than he could have ever dreamed. Words and runes crossed and became blurry, theories and spellcraft escaping his mind as he could only keel over on the table and ride through the profound bliss.

“Ngh… I’m… I’m sorry Fuck- Fuck I’m sorry!” Was all Gideon could muster as he could feel his orgasm rushing out of him, every ounce of heat from his body escaping through his cock and splattering across Urgran, filling his navel and covering his chest in warm, magically milked seed.

The Orc stood frozen in place, mortified as the patrons stared for a moment longer before resuming their shady business. Gideon slammed the book shut, scribbling on its cover to never try this spell again.

“Human, did you HAVE to cum right here? The other patrons are watching us now…”