Ingredients of Love!
Ingredients for love
(Featuring Sparkle Shadowpaw! )
"Come on boys n' Girls...come a lil closer...I'm the re-animator." Sparkle giggled quietly as she danced around the large purple arcane circle she had drawn on the carpet of her floor. The song was one of her absolute favorites to dance to, and the same one she always listened to when studying spells, or casting something particularly difficult. Of course, it always caused her to lost concentration, it was something she could never bring herself to shut off. Usually, the young wolf was clad in street clothes. A shirt, jeans, (shorts usually, to accent her favorite body part- her round, full bottom) maybe her favorite jacket if it were chilly. It was the type of stuff most people wear when their out and about, nothing special, nothing magical, just clothing.
Today, however, she was clad in her mage outfit, soft, gentle cloth that clung to her form tightly, light weight and easy to maneuver in.
The outfit consisted of a large, silk, purple hat at the top of her head. This is the classic witches' hat; wide brimmed, cone shaped top, only her's was tilted to one side. Around the brim of the hat, were two little ear holes are, and poking from those holes, were a pair of storm colored, grey ears. The wolf in question had a set emerald green eyes, although her right one was currently a deep crystal blue at the moment. A mystery she had yet to uncover about herself. The outfit served her rather well, deep purple in color it was about the size of a business suit, only lacking in all those buttons, and extra layers. In fact, there was really only one layer, no panties, to speak of, no bras, no nothing. Just the suit, which only came down to mid thigh, (something that quite constantly, exposed her plump, round butt.)
She danced around the circle to the beat of the techno grooving in her soul. As she rounded the room, the wolf grasped pawfuls of items surrounding her. Things left on the shelf, filthy items, sealed away items in dark jars, fresh smelling items, berries, twigs, all sorts of things she collected from around her room and tossed in the middle of the circle.
At the far corner of her room, there was a single book, sitting atop of a pedestal. Her "book of shadows" So it was. Bound in leather, the book contained more spells then she could shake a stick and, and although she could swear she'd been though each and every page, there was always something new there that she seemed to have missed before. The book currently lay open to a page that contained a spell that supposedly, if cited correctly, would increase the overall sensitivity of a person for an hour. Something she intended to sell at the bar she worked at for added profit- a real hit no doubt, if she could get the ingredients right. Unfortunately, the book called for something very specific she didn't actually have any access too: Male semen.
Oh, sure she could EASILY retrieve some from someone at the bar if she worked hard enough at it, long enough, but it wasn't something she really wanted to do tonight. No, if she could conjour some from someplace else, that would work fine, and besides, she liked casing spells, and working with her craft. Her aim was a tube of some from a clinic downtown. Something small and difficult to get- but she could do it, she was powerful, she was bright, she was dedicated...
She paused, the beat of the song still rattling in her ears, but her attention was focused on the glowing circle in the middle of her floor. Was it supposed to glow like that? No...no that wasn't right at all. It wasn't supposed to glow until she began her ritual. So something was out of place, but something was working. She sighed softly, and turned to stroll towards her book, grumbling quietly under her breath. No, no no, something was going wrong. The potion wasn't going to be completed if she screwed this up. She flipped a page in her book, then another looking for the summoning ritual she'd preformed dozens of times on her own. What had she done wrong?
Upon checking the spell again, and then again, and yet a third time, she simply could not find anything that could cause the spell to act prematurely like this. When she turned around to inspect the circle again, she screamed.
Standing in the middle of the summon circle, was at least 8 feet of rabbit. Dark black fur, hulking, huge, sculpted muscles, and a pair of bright blue eyes. He stood there, looking rather much more confused then threatening, the only stitch of clothing he was wearing was a ratty loin cloth that didn't do anything at all to cover his big, muscular ass. (Something to which Sparkle found she was very much approving of). The two of them remained silent in the room, Spark staring nervously as the big bunny looked around a moment, spotted her and stared back.
"H, h, hello?" Sparkle called, out, her fear riding her voice, tension in her eyes. The huge creature didn't move, nor did he respond, he simply stared.
"L, listen, I didn't mean to summon you here...ok? This was an accident...ACC-I-DENT!" The wolf explained. The giant rabbit tilted his head in an obviously confused manner, but didn't respond, and slowly, it dawned on the mage that it could not speak.
"Uhhh....so, so I'm just gonna get you back to you own place, annnnd, we'll leave it at that, ok? Your home, realm, wherever you came from, understand?" The wolf asked. The bunny stared. Spark sighed.
"Great, somehow all that hard work, drawing the circle, getting the ingredients, casting the spell...all of it gone, and what do I have? Money making elixir? No, big stupid, silent rabbit." She mumbles quietly, ears flat frustration starting to take over- until that light bulb that had been sitting dormant in her head suddenly clicked on. Why oh why didn't she think of it before?! A simple solution to her problem stood right in the middle of that circle she'd drawn. More accurately, right in that circle, hidden underneath that loin cloth...
She turned around again, now facing the rabbit, whom still stood in the center of the circle, staring at her curiously.
"Well big guy, to tell the truth, there's actually a little favor I need taken care of, and you look like you're the perfect one for the job. " The wolf explained with a soft chuckle, approaching the summoning circle with a slow, sleek pace. Of course, once she stepped into the circle, bridging the safety of the space of her and the unknown creature, he struck. Sparkle Shadowpaw was no summoner. She didn't generally summon other creatures to her for her bidding- and because of this, she was caught completely unaware when the large rabbit took a swing at her when she came close enough. She ducked, of course, her body moving automatically before she knew what she was doing. Working at a bar were violence was encouraged prepped one for such things. Stumbling back, barely escaping the blow, the wolf tripped and landed on her rump, just out of the circle. The large rabbit gave an angry snarl, and proceeded after her, his huge feet pounding against the floor below him, but stopped short just before he stepped free of the circle.
"Ohohohohohooo! A feisty bunny hmm?" The wolf quipped with an amused smirk on her face. She imagined some other women of lesser constitutions would have fainted at the sight of a huge rabbit attempting to attack them, but not Spark. Spark, wasn't her nickname for nothing after all. She grinned, rubbing her paws together, until a soft, golden glowing light could be seen from her paws, and grinned.
"Catch!" She snapped, throwing the golden ball of light at the bunny's chest. It hit dead on, and before he could react, several golden, glowing chains snaked around him from the spot the ball had hit him. They wrapped around his body like a living thing, bounding him tightly, arms, legs, everywhere, he was tied down, exactly for his face...and his crotch. Teetering gently on his feet, he was quickly knocked over by the witch standing in front of him, and she chuckled.
"Not so tough, now, are ya? The witch asked with a smug grin, strolling towards the struggling rabbit. She knelt down in front of him and rests a paw on his lower belly.
"Oh stop struggling silly, you'll hurt yourself. If I were you, I'd sit back and enjoy the ride. ..Wow...suddenly I feel like a rapist...holy crap I'm raping a rabbit! This is gotta be like, a record or, a first in the history of the world, or something. A woman raping a guy...and you're a rabbit, your kind is supposed to be like, rampantly horny! This is ALMOST hilarious." The witch cackled quietly, leaning down to flip that loin cloth up, and expose the bunny's generous package. His sheath was normal, and underneath rested a pair of huge looking orbs, so big it made Sparkle curious how the rabbit even walked. The balls were the same color as his fur, pitch black with a generous layer of fur about, giving them an extra jiggle and bounce when he moved. She grinned at the scent of arousal beginning to raise from the rabbit's crotch and reaches a paw down, gently stroking her fingertips across his sheath.
"Thaaaats it big boy, just relax. "She grinned, ears perked at the sound of grunting coming from the rabbit's other end. Gently, she reaches down, and stroked her fingers across the almost fist sized sphere's that rested in the junction between the bunny's thighs, and slowly, very slowly, the thick pole of bunny flesh began to rise from his crotch. The wolf grinned, moving to pull the bunny's foreskin back, tugging it out gently over the exposed glans of his penis, before she let it snap back into place. The Rabbit kicked and groaned, but she didn't pay any attention.
Gently, she stroked, fingertips strolling across the exposed flesh of rigid meat, and softly, she tickled her fingertips along the glans and just under the head of his penis. It swelled a little bit, and Spark gave a grin.
"Well now if that isn't encouragement...lets see now...can't we speed this up a little bit..."Sparkle chuckled to herself, rubbing her fingers together. With a white burst of light, she was soon holding a fresh, turgid eagle feather in her paws.
(Somewhere nearby, A bald eagle by the name of Swiftwind suddenly lost a tailfeather )
The wolf grinned, wriggling that feather around gently, and grasped the rabbit's pride with one paw, and held it up, before she gently danced the feather across the sensitive underside of his cock. The reaction was instant, the bunny bouncing and bucking helplessly in his magical bondage.
"Ahhh, there we go..."The wolf chuckled, watching as the poor bunny squealed, pre quite suddenly, pumping itself out of the tip of his cock, soaking her fingers to the bone.
"Wow...this really has an effect, doesn't it?" The wolf chuckled, draging the soft feather across the tip of his penis, tickling the glans gently, watching as more and more pre spilled from the throbbing shaft.
"Looks like we're about to hit the grand finale, doesn't it? Hold tight just a moment..."The wolf grinned, rubbing her fingers together. There was a flash of blue light, and quite suddenly, the wolf was holding a small test tube. Magic was extraordinarily convent. (For things like explaining plot elements.)
Chuckling quietly to herself, the raping witch lowered the vial to the floor below her, and proceeded to tickle the tip of that feather into the small slit that was gushing pre all over the bunny's erection. The effect was instant and powerful. A heavy burst of cum shot from the bunny's tip, splattering into the test tube almost immediately, and filled it up fasted then Spark could conjour a new one! She bite her lower lip as a heavy spurt of the lapine's cream splattered across her carpet!
"H, hey...um..stop!" She yelped, but he didn't obey, another spurt and another spurt his the floor, and the wolf sighed- leaning forward the catch the hot bursts into her muzzle. It beat cleaning the carpet.
She whimpered, her ears splaying back on her head as the big bunny continued, endlessly firing his hot, sticky seed into the wolf's suckling muzzle.
Ten minutes, and an uncomfortable tummyful later, Sparkle stood up meekly, while the rabbit lay on his back, the chains gone, his eyes closed, exhausted. Spark figured ten minutes of an orgasm would about take it out of anyone, but what really surprised her was the fact he wasn't dead.
"Well...I got what I needed. "The wolf witch sighed softly, rubbing her full stomach. with both paws, groaning quietly at the sensation of being inflated by the impossible amounts of semen the rabbit had forced down her throat.
"So...so much more then I needed, actually. "She whimpered quietly, before stepping over the huge rabbit to make her way back to her spell book. With any luck she could reverse the spell and send him back to wherever the hell he had come from...and with anyone luck the single vial in her fingers would pay for the night she had. Of course if she did particularly well the concoction she would create from all this, she already knew where she could get more...
The end.