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  • Most importantly though the satyr spell awoke other tattoo images who were then also subject to his charmed presence. The satyr was the embodiment of the spell and with him went all of the power of the spell. The recipient of the satyr would sympathetically experience whatever happened to their tattoo whenever the satyr was active and any overt sexual activity would activate him. The rest of the time he remained dormant and hidden within the tattoo he had awoken. The way in which the mage actually put the satyr on Cleo was tricky since she would no longer go near him for fear of his notorious kissing spitefulness. She didn't want to be involved with men at all after him and was having her pleasures with women. The mage snared one of her lovers and placed the woman in a hypnotized trance. He affixed the dormant satyr within her tattoo of a druid witch, compressing it into a tiny thing and hiding it in the figure's eye. Before he released her he instructed her to go directly to Cleo when she became aroused. She was his mule and carried the satyr to his former pupil cunt almost immediately unaware that she was doing so. Once they were together they could not resist the aphrodisiac charm and so quickly fell into his trap. The spell was extremely complex and burdensome to wield, it also required that the spiteful mage endow the satyr with part of himself to give him life. The result being that by the end of his task he had thoughtlessly burned himself out, losing forever the greater part of his power. It was his former student Cleo, the unfortunate recipient of his greatest work, who ruined him though. Even distracted as she was with her new sexual compulsions she was able to utterly cast him down, meaning she left him thoroughly impotent. There were some unintended aspects of the satyr spell that would never be corrected once it was deployed. The creature was only intended to pass from his carrier host to Cleo where he would remain. He did not however lose his ability to pass to other hosts and would do so not entirely predictably. He favored female figures, especially those who were in some state of undress, but would go to comely male and female figures as well as the occasional animal. It seemed that the better and more intricate the art work the more pussy licking likely he was to go to it. Also, he was not intended to lezzy reproduce but in fact he did reproduce himself. Like Cleo's tattoo the satyr lez was formed using melanin but in his case the donor was the Mage himself. When he climaxed during his liaisons he left behind a fragment of the mage. The host's body would not reject it but rather maintained the physical integrity of it and so it maintained satyr's body and would do so indefinitely. If he were to be tempted away to another host though the former host's body would seize upon the remnant fragment, his semen if you will, and slowly restore the satyr from it as if it were damaged tissue. In the later part of that process a new dormant phase would begin and at the end of it a new mature satyr would emerge. Mike and Ada were far down stream in the chain of consequences from the original spell. If the old mage could girl on girl have known about them though he would have simply laughed at their fate. As I looked at everyone who was hugging Paula, I noticed no Aurora. “That sounds fun.” She's good at it.” They were all such cowards for kowtowing to that fucking monster. “Sir, you are not supposed to speak to the lots!” the attendant said girl on girl quietly. I want to cum!” Jack said shocked as pussy licking he looked amazed at his sister while holding his hard cock in his hand. “Michael, and it seems funny to call you that, when you are me – I was given this object which I was told was magic. Maddy flushed crimson in embarrassment; she was lost. He put his hand under and grabbed my cock and started stroking too. “You don’t want to go to the bug carousel or butterfly garden?” “Excuse yourself to the bathroom, lezzy I’m under orders not to let you out of my sight” she winked. Really? One pill makes you larger I was watching his friends as he did it. “Yes, I am sure. He had written the fatwa that declared futas to be a miracle from Allah and the Muslim world should embrace us. Why couldn't I talk now? I love eating her and making her cum. So fuck me. Fuck me beside Mom. Sheila nodded in the affirmative. A voice called from the back of the hall. "No Daddy, Please I don't want to do kissing that!" You're right. “Fuck, Mom, you're amazing! Remember: All time let your tongue out of mouth and when cunt you stand up, put your Hands Behind Back! I grabbed the door handle, grinning from ear to ear now. Everyone was still happy to lez listen to a couple stories, but obviously excited to get to the sex. “Ten,” said another. "I'm a dumb little slut.