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Gray, muted light streamed in through the blinds of Logan's room. He was sat at his desk, pouring over the tome in front of him. His long, star-tipped tail swung behind him as he wrote. Even though he wasn't new to developing new spells by any means, he didn't really dabble in sexual spells too much. When the client approached him with the offer, he took it without much hesitation, a good chunk of money was promised in return for nothing more than a reusable aphrodisiac spell. Quite simple in theory, not so much in practice. He'd spent the better part of the past few days trying to figure it out; a series of torn out pages and frustrating duds later, he was finally starting to. He thought it was ridiculous how complicated this needed to be, but then again, the body is a complex thing, and something that toys with it would have to be just as complex. He slumped in his chair, sighing in relief as he looked over what he'd written. Everything seemed in place, all that was left was to test it.

He felt a bit apprehensive; a small, blossoming warmth was settling in his stomach as he thought about what that entailed. It didn't last too long, somewhere between one to two hours; but that didn't stop him from feeling embarrassed (and slightly aroused) at the thought. He'd go get a drink first; he desperately needed to take a little break from the work session. Then, he'd come back and test it. Logan pushed his chair out, finally stretching his aching limbs. The Luxray's room was in disarray. The bookshelf beside the door had books sticking out every which way, some of which were discarded on the floor in his frantic efforts to find reference material for this spell. He hadn't bothered to make his bed; the sheets and blankets were disheveled and hung off the side. The only thing that was clean was his computer desk, which he hadn't had the time to touch in the past couple of days because of his work on the spell. His work desk was right beside his window, the balcony outside was soaked, and only then did he start to register the soft pitter-patter of falling rain against his window. Yawning, he finally left his room, gently kicking the door closed behind him.

Logan's roommate lounged on the couch in the living room, scrolling through whatever Netflix had to offer. Minerva looked on in boredom, the tired expression a stark contrast to the usually cheery, energetic look she always had. Once she heard him walking towards the kitchen, she turned, all of a sudden regaining her usual energy: except this time, her smile was a smug and teasing expression.

"You done working on that sex spell?" The Absol teased, giggling at the red flush that filled the Luxray's cheeks.

"Yes, I'm just about done. And stop laughing! They're offering me a good bit of money for this." Logan grumbled, leaning on the granite countertop of the sink.

"Fine, fine. That's so weird though, you have never got any clients like that. Are you sure this is your first time doing a spell like this?" Her grin only got wider as the Luxray grew more flustered.

"Yes, I'm sure. I gotta go... test it now. After that, it's all done, and hopefully I don't get too many requests like this again. It's stupid complicated." With this, Logan downed the rest of his soda before tossing the can into the trash. Minerva continued to tease him as he walked out.

"Don't be too loud! I'm gonna be watching some movies out here~"

Logan hurried back to his room, finally muffling the sound of her laughter once his door was shut. He knew she was only teasing, but he felt so nervous about the spell in the first place. What if something went wrong? What if it never wore off? What if it hurt him somehow? Logan shook his head as he locked the door behind him. Silly, he thought, nothing could gothat awry. He'd been doing this for years! With newfound confidence and eagerness to get the process finished, he realized that it'd probably be best to get undressed before he did this. He unbuttoned his jeans, tugging his boxers down and off with them. He kicked them off, sighing as cool air brushed against his sheath. He pulled his flannel shirt and tank top up and off his head, smoothing his mane back down after he discarded them. Now fully exposed, he looked back to the tome. The spell book he'd worked in so many times seemed to intimidate him now. A very new experience awaited him, an uncertain, possibly dangerous endeavor. He growled at himself, snatching up the book in defiance of his nerves. It was just an aphrodisiac spell! What could he have messed up? He knew it was finished.

Logan began to read the verses aloud, a faint green aura surrounding him, his concentration fully focused on what he had to channel to make the desired change... when a boom of thunder that shook the walls of his apartment crashed out, making him jump and lose his focus. He groaned as he settled down, annoyed at himself and Mother Nature alike for messing things up. He wondered if he had read far enough into the spell for the effects to take place. Well, only one thing he could do. He flopped onto the side of his bed, waiting for any sensations to start going nuts in his body. He was about to pick his tome back up when he suddenly felt intense warmth settling in his loins. His fluffy, yellow sheath bulged as his shaft began to peek out, quickly erecting, the throbbing, light orange inches of his shaft pushing free in record time. His breath started to pick up as his knot pushed past his sheath already, the warmth began to spread through him, making every inch of his body hypersensitive. He laid back in his bed, gingerly giving his shaft a few strokes before he felt another sensation settle in his crotch. Less and less of his cock filled his paw, and it wasn't until he looked down in panic that he saw what was happening.

It was like his cock was just steadily retreating back into his sheath,but more than that, he felt a warmth like he'd never felt in his sheath. As the last few inches retreated to his sheath, he looked with wide eyes as it began to shrink. Too overwhelmed by the sensations to do anything but watch, he groaned and breathlessly moaned out as full, soaked lips took the place of his cock. For a moment, everything stopped, and he was able to fully observe what had happened. Between his legs, he now sported a soaked, needy slit. He didn't have anything like that in the spell, and after a few grazes of his fingers against the lips brought them back damp with his own arousal, he realized with a start, that it was all real. Just as the sensation overload ended, it started up again. He felt his chest getting heavier, his nipples feeling more sensitive than he ever remembered them as he was suddenly forced to carry some additional weight.

He looked down, panting, panicking, to see he sported full, plump breasts. He hefted them in his paw, surprised both at the softness, the warmth, and the weight of them. No, this wasn't supposed to happen at all. He managed to stand, quickly rushing over to the book. He read it over and over, and just as he expected, he saw nothing about these sorts of effects written. So why... did it happen like this? Just losing his concentration was enough to completely alter the spell? He groaned as he flopped back onto his bed. Not only did he probably have to rework the entire spell, the aphrodisiac effect was still assaulting him in full force. With his new body, the next two hours would certainly be a trip.

Logan was about to bring his paw back to his slit when his door flew open, a very annoyed Minerva walking in and scowling at him.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet? What the hell's going on in-" She stopped mid sentence as she finally saw Logan, who was feebly trying to cover himself with a blanket.

"What the hell happened to you?" Minerva asked, the concerned Absol quickly walking over to her friend.

"I don't know! I was just casting the aphrodisiac spell when that blast of thunder went off. It broke my concentration, and then this happened... How the hell does breaking your concentration cause this sort of thing?" Logan's voice was now much more feminine, just like the rest of his body.

Minerva grinned at him, tugging the blanket off of Logan's body. She took in the sight and her eyes quickly turned from supportive and motherly, to hungry and lustful. Without warning, she pushed Logan onto his back.

"Just relax. Here, let me show you how good this can feel. Maybe once the spell ends you'll go back to normal." She said, quickly lifting her shirt up and over her head. It wasn't the first time either had seen the other naked, casually fooling around was normal for them, but as Logan saw the familiar blue fur beneath the fluffy white chest tuft, she looked more stunning than he remembered. Probably the aphrodisiac.

Minerva gently spread Logan's legs, the flustered Luxray looked down at her as she teased her fingers over the lips of his slit. Every brush of her fingers made him squirm, steadily fueling a burning desire deep in his folds. Logan gasped, a breathy, feminine moan ringing out as he felt her fingers sink into his slit. Every little brush of those fingers against his sensitive, clamping folds elicited more flustered moans and satisfied purrs from him. Minerva gently pumped her fingers into him, giggling at the chorus of sounds she elicited as she curled her fingers and spread them out. She crawled over him a bit, her fingers still diligently thrusting into the slick, hot folds of his new slit.

"How's it feel?" She whispered, delivering a gentle, teasing kiss to the blushing mess of a Luxray.

"A-Amazing... Sorry for being so loud." Logan barely managed to say even that as pleasure shot through his body, crashing through him each time those fingers pumped into his sensitive slit.

"Shh. It's okay. Let me see if you're as sensitive up here..." Minerva trailed off as her lips wrapped around his nipple.

Logan squeaked, melting into a long, satisfied moan as he felt her tongue swirl around his sensitive nub. The gentle suction she applied and the eager swaths of her tongue sparked more and more pleasure that surged through him like the lightning outside. He felt himself clamping down harder against her fingers, his moans were frequent, full of satisfaction and delight. His paws pressed her head against his breast, holding her there while she suckled. Minerva didn't mind, smirking to herself a bit before picking up the pace of her fingers. Logan's mind was hazy and he felt familiar warmth building up between his legs, but this time, as he cried out, his moans reached new pitches and volumes he'd never experienced. He felt his walls clamping hard around Minerva's fingers, his legs kicked out and his entire body shuddered and tensed up as he was brought to an intense, mind numbing orgasm. It finally registered to him that his claws were digging into Minerva's head, but she only smiled as he immediately let go of her head and profusely apologized.

"Fuck! I'm so sorry, I didn't cut you did I?" Logan was barely able to sit up as Minerva giggled, shushing his panicked apology with a smooch to his lips.

"It wasn't that hard, you dork. You sounded so cute! You make an adorable girl~" She said, lapping the fingers that had been buried in Logan's slit clean.

Logan let himself fall back, resting his overworked body a bit. As he caught his breath, Minerva crawled on top of him, eventually kneeling right over his head. The Absol's blue, dripping lips were inches from his face. He didn't need any further indicator of what he should do. Logan brought his paws up around her hips and pulled gently, easing her slit's lips against his mouth. He'd done it many times before, but with the aphrodisiac still coursing through his body, everything felt new. He didn't just dive in like he normally would, he took care in swathing his tongue around her lips, teasing them and revelling in the soft gasps and moans he elicited. He pressed his tongue firm against her lips, gently letting it slide into her. Minerva tensed, slowly relaxing as the slick feline tongue stuffed itself into her folds. Her taste had never been so alluring, her scent clouded his mind as he focused on lapping hungrily against those soaked folds.

He was listening intently to the reactions he got, focusing on spots that made Minerva moan out, occasionally squeezing his head with her thighs. Logan gave a muffled mewl of surprise when he felt weight pressing against his face, only to look up and see Minerva smiling back at him as she rode his face. Her slit clamped against his tongue as he began to gently thrust it into her, the taste of her arousal thick on his tongue as he continued to graze her sweetspots. He could hear her breaths becoming more and more labored, her thighs squeezed his head and more weight pressed firm against his face. He prepared himself as her paw came down, pressing his face firm against her lips, keeping him trapped between her legs as she rode out her orgasm. Minerva's cries of pleasure, the high pitched moans that rang out were music to Logan's ears as he felt her walls convulsing around his tongue. He felt her walls trying to milk his tongue, squeezing it like a vice as her full weight pressed his head into the pillow. Eventually, she got to her knees again with just enough strength to flop down beside Logan on the bead.

"So, when do you think it's gonna wear off?" Minerva asked as she caught her breath, gently pressing up against Logan's side.

"Within a few hours, hopefully. If not, I'm gonna have to find a way to revert the changes on top of already having to rework the initial spell." Logan sighed, his body's fiery libido finally seemed to be sated for now.

"Well, let's worry about that tomorrow. Chances are you'll probably wake up and the changes will be gone." Minerva yawned, tugging the blanket over the two of them.

"Yeah, you're right. I don't think I could work on it in this state anyway." Logan yawned as well, stretching his body out a bit underneath the blankets as Minerva's head rested against his chest. He kept an arm around her, letting her head rest on his newly acquired pillows as he drifted off to sleep. Hopefully when he woke up, he'd be sporting morning wood.