Professional Witchcraft, Part 10 (Multi TG Preg)

By FoxFaceStories

A Commission for Planologer

Max is an ordinary young man struggling in college, while his parents Emma and Francis are dealing with an unexpected pregnancy. But everything changes when Aunt Lily drops by for a visit to his family. Aunt Lily is a witch, and thinks she can solve Emma and Francis’ marital problems, just like her apprentice thinks she can help Max and his friend Corey with their gender studies course. Soon Francis will find himself a woman, and Corey will get to experience the other gender too!

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Part 10: Paired Up

Max was feeling silly. Literally, quite silly. And quite female. The former male had come to the party just trying to grow some confidence and not miss out on the unforgettable experience of a summer break party, and now she was finding herself opening her mind to the possibility of experiencing true female pleasure . . . with a man as her partner. The very fact that she was starting to think of herself as a she was testament to her thought process at the moment, particularly after several drinks. Brad Chaff was an incredibly attractive guy, and quite charming to boot, despite being a stereotypical meathead in other regards. He was adamant that she should come and enjoy his games, and that she’d look “spectacular as a cheerleader.” She had two good notions as to why he might think a tight cheerleader’s top would look good on her. Ordinarily, the thought of that would have made her flee in embarrassment and anger, but now that she was getting more tipsy and loose, feeling his eyes upon her form, and finding her own form responding to said eyes, well, things were starting to change. The wants and needs of her body, that desire to just cut loose and stop being so paralysed all the time, were beginning to triumph. 

Without even initially intending to, Max was allowing her body to press closer against Brad, to laugh at his lame jokes. She found herself touching his arm without thinking, and thrusting out her considerable, heaving chest so that it was almost impossible for his eyes not to notice her cleavage, especially since she was starting to tug said dress lower, revealing more of her massive mammaries. She licked her lips when she realised why he was hunching over a little: this guy had it bad for her, his cock hard as iron in his pants and obviously standing out were he to, well, stand up.

“Um, maybe we could go somewhere more private?” she asked him after drinking a bit more. Max was feeling buzzed, and it was coursing through her system more powerfully than usual thanks to her smaller size. 

Brad smirked, finishing his own drink. “Not one for the dance floor.”

“Not with these tits, dude, no way!” she said, voice slurring just a little.

He chuckled, clearly surprised by her forwardness. “I won’t lie, I’d love to see them in action like that.”
“I bet you would,” she said, giggling uncharacteristically. “I bet you’d like to be all over these big, round boobs of mine, right?”

There was a momentary pause, and then Brad slid a hand over her shoulder, down her back, around her waist until it was just gingerly teasing at the lower end of her bust, the curve being lifted by the bust of her dress.

“I would,” he said. It was a simple statement, and yet it captured her completely. The confidence of it. The subtle suggestion of it.

“Yeah?” Max asked, trying and failing to push back against her own flirtatiousness. God, it had been far too long since she had been treated from interest, even if this was from a guy. It was actually pretty sexy to be seen this way, as someone to be wooed and pursued.

“Yeah,” Brad repeated. “I really would. You know, I’m actually part of this frat. There’s a few rooms above that aren’t being used right now, if you catch my drift. If you’re interested. I know I am. I very much am, Max.”

Max took another deep breath. God, her boobs were filling up faster, it seemed, because they were positively straining her dress, and the effect was that it left it tighter around the rest of her body too, making it seem far more appropriate for a flirtatious party such as this.

“M-maybe we could have just a little fun?” she suggested.

She wouldn’t go too far, of course, no matter how much this man was really starting to rev her engine. She was still a guy, deep down beneath her womanly curves. This would just be a bit of experimentation. Like her Dad had when he was Rose, of course. It made perfect sense. She wouldn’t go nearly as far as Cori planned to.

Brad leaned in to kiss her, and his lips were wonderful. Just wonderful. The bristle of his facial hair against her smooth face made her feel like such a woman, and her breasts squashing against his chest only emphasised this fact.

“Mhmmm,” she moaned, and it was a deeply, deeply sensual sound. The kind of sound she would have wanted from a lover.

But not from her.

Something like panic ran through Max. She pulled back, surprising Brad.

“Everything okay?”

“Y-yeah, I just need to - I just need to go, okay? I need to check on my friend, first! Sorry, maybe another time?”

“But we were having such fun!”

Max was already moving fast to get away from this man, her large, lactating boobs bouncing in her top. Cori had gone up stairs, likely to have sex with that other very handsome man, Ray. She needed to find them and stop them. She had already gone too far, Cori was about to go a lot further.

“Need to get us out of here!” she muttered.

Now if only her damn body wasn’t still craving male and female attention! Everyone here, girls and guys alike, were too damn sexy!

***

Cori moaned in pleasure as she was taken by Ray. She could never have imagined how good this would feel. The making out, the foreplay alone, had been utterly erotic: the way his tongue flickered over her nipples, how he caressed her back and squeezed her ass, complimenting all her best features. And she in turn getting to rub his cock through his pants, daring him to release it. All inhibitions were out the window now that she was drunk and turned on and absolutely, utterly aiming to get knocked the hell up. She held onto Ray as he pushed her against the wall forcibly but sexily, making out with her and sliding his tongue down her throat. Cori had never really had sex before, and could never have believed this would have been her first experience. The fact that this man was stronger than her, taking her, somehow made it all the better. She was submitting to him, moaning in her high, bubbly voice as she did so.

“Ohhhhh, enough already!” she squealed. “On the bed! Take me on the bed! I want you in me already!”
“Let me just get my con-”

“I’m already on the pill, no need! Trust me, it’s all good. I want to feel all of you inside my wet pussy!”

Even the dirty talk was coming naturally. In the dark of the room, the desires made themselves far more clear. She could see the silhouette of her lover, and that made the atmosphere all the more enticing.

“God, I’ve never met a woman like you, Cori!” Ray exclaimed. He carried her over to the bed, removing the last of his clothing and helping her slide out of her panties. She was ready for this: finally she was getting laid.

“Are you taking off your-”

“No, I like the jewellery on,” she purred, touching her emerald pendant. “It’s my good luck charm.”

She giggled, then moaned as he mounted her, crawling on top of her body and kissing her neck tenderly. He was a surprisingly gentle lover, but Cori was just impatient now. She grabbed his head and made him look directly at her.

“Enough funny stuff,” she said, more confident than she’d ever been as Corey. “Fuck me in my hungry pussy, Ray. Now.”

He was momentarily flabbergasted. “Yes, ma’am,” he said. He gripped his cock, pressing it against her entrance, rubbing it against her wetness. She took it in her dainty hand, and with the two of them working in concert, they crossed the threshold Cori had been waiting to leap over.

He entered her.

Cori’s eyes went wide. She squeaked, otherwise going silent. Her entire body went rigid, in fact, apart from her legs flinging further out to give her lover the easiest possible entrance and the deepest possible penetration. There was a moment of resistance, a brief sting of pain as her hymen tore, a trickle that followed within her. And then his passage through her was unimpeded.  

The pleasure began in full.

Cori nearly lost her breath in response to the alien sensation of it. Ray’s dick had girth, but her vaginal passage was more than ready to receive him, clinging to his pole as if unwilling to let go. Every nerve lit up within her womanhood, and it left her shoulders shaking slightly. Ray grinned, completing his full entrance into her, sliding all the way up until he was nearly to her cervix, though thankfully not pressing against it. 

“S-so big,” Cori murmured.

“That’s what they say. Want to really feel it?”

Cori nodded wordlessly, practically breathlessly. Her body was hungry for more, and the way he squeezed her left breast as he positioned himself for the first thrust made it all the better.

“God, you’re fucking hot.”

He began to pull back, then thrust back in, then out, then back in. He started slowly, building up the tension perfectly. Cori had no real interest in Ray beyond the sexual and reproductive, but even she had to concede that this man definitely knew how to please a lady. She was beginning to buck her hips up, meeting in time to his thrusts, kissing him passionately as working towards something even better . . .

. . . when the door suddenly opened and a woman cried out, “No!”

Both Ray and Cori paused, the sexual lust lost at least for this interruption. Cori’s eyes went wide. It was Max! She had burst in with such a commotion that her big tits looked almost ready to fall out of her top! She was panting heavily, and Cori’s arousal returned immediately: God, she was jealous of how hot those milk-filled breasts were!

“Max?” she said, still twisting her hips a little, squeezing her vaginal muscles to enjoy the currently immobile penis within her. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Max stepped forward, though her hesitance over this awkwardness was obvious.

“I’m here to s-stop you. From doing anything stupid.”

“What? I want to be here, Max!”

“You - you do?”

“I told you, I’m having some fun. Ray here is so fucking hot, and if you haven’t noticed he’s currently inside me?”

Max swallowed. She could see how they’d frozen in mid-thrust, Cori’s legs stretched wide. It was an unbelievably erotic presentation, the kind of thing she used to masturbate to, and now had dreams about. With her blonde hair strewn chaotically around, Cori was a uniquely sexy sight. 

“I - I’ll go,” Max spluttered, backing away a little. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t . . . Brad’s waiting for me. I should go home.”

It was Ray that spoke up, putting on his most confident grin. “Or you could stay?”

Cori looked up at him. “What do you mean?”

“Only if you’re up for it, babe. But it’s rare a guy like me gets an opportunity with two beautiful women. What do you say, Max? There’s plenty of room for fun here.”

Cori beamed at this. It was partly the alcohol, but also partly the fantasy of being with a busty woman like Max that drove her. 

“Yes, Max! Join us! It’ll just be a fun thing! We can indulge!”

Max hovered on the threshold. It was hard to think, and her tipsiness was making her a little bolder, a little more impulsive. She knew she should get home, but her breasts were tingling and so damn full of milk. They needed stimulation, and that always brought on a pleasure response, something her body was already anticipating right at that moment. And the sight of Ray’s hands on Cori’s chest.

Cori sensed this, and got Ray off of her, She moved to her friend, grinning up at her impishly. She ran a hand up Max’s backside, then dared to cup her breast, experiencing its fullness. Max lost a breath, her large nipples stiffening.

“We can have fun with these,” Cori teased, and then, even more daringly, she slipped her hand in and let Max’s large left breast expose itself, before placing her mouth over her dropping nipple.

“Mhmmm,” Max moaned, closing her eyes as Cori drank up her sweet milk. “Wh-what are you d-doing? Ohhhhh . . .”

“Mind if I join?” Ray asked. He took up her other side, his hard cock brushing against her hip as he freed her other breast. “I didn’t realise you were lactating? Is it weird that I find that hot?”

“N-no, it’s a m-medical thing,” Max said. “I make m-milk. I need relief.”

“Well, happy to give it,” the cocky man replied, and then he too was suckling from her, drawing her milk into his mouth. The feeling was orgasmic, and it left Max whimpering, her knees going weak and her pussy growing damp with need.

“Ohhhh, yessss. Don’t s-stop. So f-full. And . . . ahhh, don’t be afraid to . . . explore.”

Cori grinned at Ray, joyful that her friend had joined in. It would make her getting pregnant by this man all the easier - he was having a fucking threesome, how could he not cum? And more than that, it alleviated any remaining morsel of nervousness she possessed, how that her best friend was here. They’d be taking a sexual plunge, together.

“Let’s get back to the bed,” Cori suggested, closing the door to avoid any other interruptions, and locking it for extra security. She took Max’s hand and pulled her to the bed, and soon the pair were making out while Ray watched. Max couldn’t believe it was happening, but she was already sliding out of her dress and revealing her massive breasts. Her boobs, now stimulated, began to leak rivers of milk down her front and onto her belly, and somehow that just seemed even hotter, especially to Ray and Cori - especially Cori. The blonde woman used her fingers to stimulate Max’s clitoris, rubbing them softly over her entrance and letting her juices seep down her thighs.

“Mhhmm oh God! That f-feels so g-good,” Max managed. “S-so fucking good. NNNGHH!!”

The last exclamation came as Cori sucked upon Max’s breasts again, extracting yet more nourishment and making Max squirm in miniature orgasms, causing her toes to curl. But Cori was not here purely to please her friend. She gestured for Ray to hurry up and join them.

“Fuck me from behind already! I want you to feel me while I feel her, and you listen to us both!”

Ray was ecstatic. “Yes, ma’am!”

He grabbed her hips, placing himself at her entrance a second time, and this time he slipped in easily, though Cori’s inner muscles were quick to clamp on to him and begin milking his cock. The position made her feel all the more submissive, all the more ripe for being pregnant, as if she were being mounted like an animal, ready to be bred.

“Hell yeah,” she said, closing her eyes for a moment and simply relishing the moment. This was perfect on a level she couldn’t have dreamed. Then, she lowered her head down to her friend’s massive chest again, and attended to her right breast while squeezing and caressing the left.

Max tried not to be loud with her sounds, but was soon finding it impossible. Her breasts had been her achilles heel - or chest - because their combined sensitivity and association with pleasure had led her to this moment. Now, she was on her back, her legs spread wide, feeling her breast friend attend to her lactating needs while getting a perfect view of Cori being railed from behind. It was the most insane situation in her life, but it was also hot. Maybe Cori was right? Maybe just having this joyful release as a one-time thing was totally worth it before being changed back? She banished any fear of male ego from her mind as Cori sucked another long stream of milk from her endlessly prodigious breast, and simply lay back to enjoy it. She even let herself begin to gasp and whimper openly, no longer fearful of her own womanly cries.

Cori was getting close, she could feel it. Ray was building up speed, thrusting as if his life depended upon it. His balls smacked against her skin as he fucked her, and from his nonverbal grunts it was obvious he wa about to blow.

“Mhmmm, b-breed me,” she managed.

“What was - that?”

N-nothing! I’m close! I need you to cum inside me! Cum inside me! Cum inside -”

She never finished the sentence, because Ray did exactly that. His hard rod pulsed within her, and he himself gripped her hips even harder. Her vaginal muscles squeezed down upon his penis, drinking in every drop as wad after wad of hot semen shot deep inside her. She finally managed to overcome her voicelessness, whining in a high, orgasmic voice as multiple climaxes hit her. She swore she could almost feel the individual sperm racing down into her womb.

If that charm worked, she would soon be pregnant. And judging from the warm glow of it upon her neck, she really, truly believed it was the real deal.

The woman collapsed forward onto Max, burying her face into those marvellous breasts, and Max for her part held her. Ray found his way onto the bed, clearly spent but more than happy to keep stimulating the more buxom of the pair, and even satisfying his thirst for more milk.

“A-amazing,” Cori whimpered, rolling to one side to give them more room. “Ohh, that was amazing.”

She closed her legs together, intent on not letting a single drop escape. Already she was fantasising about the possibility of twins and how big and active it would make her belly.

The three of them stayed on that bed for some time, Cori lost in her fantasies and Max unbelieving what had just happened. But as the time passed, Ray’s ministrations became a lot more active, and Max became increasingly aware that she had not fully climaxed yet . . . at least not down there. Without thinking, she extended her hand to his slightly-hardened penis, and began to stroke it back to its full erection again. Ray grinned.

“Well, looks like I’ve still got some in the tank. You want me in you as well, huh?”

She nodded, eager for this moment. She was too far gone to fight her urges, and the feel of his cock getting rock hard in her hand as she stroked him off was all the better.

“Use your mouth, and then I’ll get inside you.”

Cori watched, fascinated, as Max did exactly that. Both were equally shocked, but Max really, really needed that cock in her pussy, and her altered mind was finding it hard to not be turned on by the idea of sucking this man until he was ready to enter her. She got down on her knees as he sat on the bed and began giving Ray the best damn blowjob of his life. She was no expert, but locking her lips upon the head and attending to his shaft was clearly doing the job. Milk leaked from her again, set off by her arousal from this, and after less than a minute he was pulling her back up.

“Enough! Enough! I’m about to c-cum again already. Holy shit. Let’s do this.”

What followed didn’t even take thirty seconds, but it was the best thirty seconds of sexual thrill Max had ever experienced. His hard cock entered her, and like with Cori there was a brief pang of pain followed by astonishing feminine pleasure. She gave herself over to the submission, to being penetrated, and having accepted that, she gripped him with her sexy thighs and let him grope and squeeze her huge tits. They wobbled heavily with each thrust; she was on her back, and when they rocked they almost hit her chin each time, so much did they jiggle. But both were so heavily stimulated by this point that Ray came pretty soon after.

“Mhmmm! Ohhhh! I can’t believe I’m - Ahhhhhhh! AHHHH!!”

Max actually bit softly on his shoulder, still gripping him, to prevent herself from crying out too loudly. She hadn’t even noticed Cori biting her lip on the other side of the large bed, masturbating to this sight.

But then Cori stopped. She felt a warm glow upon her neck, and in that exact moment she realised something horrifying, even as Ray was near the end of his thrusts and Max was orgasming: the pendant had a proximity effect. Holy shit, she might be getting Max goddamn pregnant!

Cori practically pelted to the end of the room, uncaring about the commotion she was making, nor even the semen that was just now finally running down her thighs. She burst open the window, tore the pendant from her neck and hurled out from the floor into the gardens beyond the frat house. Then she stood panting, hoping against hope that she had been quick enough. Turning her head, she could see Ray had collapsed upon Max. He had spent his male issue inside of her, but when had that happened?

“You okay?” Ray said, huffing and puffing a little, having missed what she had just done.

“Y-yeah,” she replied, trying not to look at Max, who still had her eyes closed due to the bliss anyway. “Just needed some fresh air.”

“Well, why don’t you come join us? I’m pretty spent, but I think Maxine here still needs some milking, don’t you?”

“Mhmmm,” Max murmured, nodding with her eyes still shut, as if floating in the most wonderful dream. She poked her left breast. “Leftie is still quite full . . . if you don’t mind.”

Cori looked out the window again. She had to have done it in time, right? It was best not to mention now anyway. She returned to the bed, her arousal growing again.

“I don’t mind at all, sexy,” she said, winking to her friend.

She would get the pendant later, when it was time to go home. For now, she put any worries out of her mind and focused on the pleasures of the body. Hopefully, they would soon bear fruit.

To Be Continued . . .