Seeds of Heroism - Chapter 66
Chapter 66 – content: >!exhibitionism, questionable consent!<
*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
“Thank you for this, we truly appreciate it,” Despina said.
“Oh, don’t mention it,” their captain replied. She adjusted her hat to block the sun and grinned. “It’s not like I’m doing much. Going south of those kooky church girls takes a bit longer than the established routes north of the island, but it’s just a week extra. And this close to Cillia, pirates aren’t an issue. Hey, you’re doing well with that rudder, girl. If you ever want to hire on, think of me first, won’tcha?”
“I, uh… right, I’ll keep that in mind…” Morgana replied. Even with the blood-red sunset shining the catgirl in the face, her blush was radiant on her face. She desperately avoided looking at the captain and what she was currently doing.
Philine was the exact opposite. She curiously stared with an open mouth at the raven-haired woman, squatting in front of her. The captain winked at Philine. [She was no model, but she had a natural beauty to her, one that despised makeup and fancy clothes.](https://imgur.com/a/k69nn52) Her sun-kissed skin glimmered with sweat and salt and stretched tight over muscle. She didn't have the rippling cords of muscle all over her body like Leonia, hers was a functional strength, moulded by a rough and tumble life at sea. And she was currently using it to squat on top of Jim's dick. His ankles were in her hands as she rode him, wearing nothing but a plain straw hat as her hips smacked against his with a rhythmic *plap, plap, plap*.
“Never seen a girl take her fun, girl? Don't worry, with those tits of yours you’ll have plenty of cocks available whenever you feel like taking a ride yourself.”
“Uhm, thanks, but no, I just haven’t seen that position before. Does it feel good in your coochie?” Philine asked.
She stopped, catching her breath. Her midriff bulged out where an impressive three quarters of Jim’s cock was lodged inside her canal. “Huh, no offence, girl, but I was sure you were a virgin.” Wet noises accompanied her when she resumed impaling herself on the cock again as well as pained whimpering from the one it belonged to. “It’s a favourite among sailors but in all honesty, it depends. First of all, you need to be the one to move – no lying there and smacking his nuts around to get him to thrust into you. Also, he needs to have a worthwhile cock. Tiny peckers won’t go deep enough. Thankfully, your friend here has plenty to spare. Biggest shlong I’ve ever fucked by my estimate.”
“Nngh, thank-” Jim began.
“Thank you!” Philine said brightly. “But why is he groaning like that? I’ve never heard boys do that when they were on top of me.”
“Ah, that’s the beauty of it. Lean back a bit and you’re basically sitting on his balls. And when you fuck him, you’re simultaneously scrambling his eggs. Keeps them from cumming and ensures they pay attention to you. Neat, right?”
“That’s the one good thing about this… would be so much more efficient to just kick them…” Despina muttered and shook her head.
“Anyway, us sailors like it because whores are often not very enthusiastic about servicing you. Imagine when you’ve been months at sea with not a dick in sight, you finally get to port for a night and some lazy dumbass who can barely keep his dick hard flops around on top of you. Nah, thanks. I’d rather take charge of this dick, see to it that I get a good fuck and give you a few well-deserved ballslaps with my ass while I’m at it.”
“But mister Jim doesn’t deserve slaps, right?”
“I’m not taking any chances, sister! Not with a massive fuckstick like this! Speaking of which…”
She sped up, slamming down on his package with such force that Jim wasn’t sure what would break first: his cock or his balls. The captain grunted loudly, almost like an animal, bringing herself to a forceful climax. Eventually, she cried out in ecstasy, making Morgana flinch at the ship’s wheel. Jim could feel her walls contract around him, trying to milk the cum from his dick. But at the same time, his balls were squished flat under her butt and she was decidedly too heavy to be sitting on his testicles!
As she announced her orgasm with a guttural cry, spraying his stomach with her juices, Jim couldn’t help but think, *Why did I ever agree to this? She only said she wanted to fuck, I didn’t know she meant like this!*
“OOOH YES! Goddess, I needed that!” With a *plop*, his cock slipped from her cunt. She staggered back but managed to just about stay on her feet. Jim’s legs fell to the ground and, still erect, he curled up on himself, tenderly nursing his balls. Pain and embarrassment cycled through him. “You’re a good fuck, boy. They would pay good money for you in the Free Cities.”
“How can sex hurt so much?!” he cried.
Despina, Philine and the captain shared a look, then all laughed at the boy’s plight. As they shook from laughter and Morgana steered the ship, Leonia clambered back down from the crow’s nest.
“I can see the island. It seems to be entirely surrounded by tall cliffs on this side, so I don’t know if- Oh, did you finish your sparring session?” the knight asked.
“Lea, that was not- I mean, they didn’t have a battle, you know, it was-” Despina began.
“Actually, given the size of that cock, that definitely qualifies as a battle in my book.” The captain whistled. “If I wasn’t such a horny bastard, I’m honestly not sure if I could’ve taken you on like that, boy. You’re just shy of being too big to fuck. What? Why do you look so proud?” she asked Leonia.
“I have trained the boy. It pleases me that you have enjoyed sparring with him so much. It seems he hasn’t slacked off in his training,” Leonia said with her nose held high in the air. “Although… I have never heard of any sparring battle that requires you to be naked.”
The captain laughed loudly, slapping her knee. “HAH, training, she says! That’s a good one! Well, one thing’s for sure, he's got quite the fearsome sword! You must have been ‘training’ on that thing every night, I know I would! Hah!”
“I, err… thank you? I’m not sure I follow, we trained together every morning and night when we made camp. My lady Despina very much enjoyed watching us.”
The captain laughed again, to Despina’s dismay. “Lea!! That’s not…! Urgh, I can’t believe nobody’s explained it to you by now, I thought being with adventurers of all people would…” She sighed. “Never mind. You said you saw the island?”
“Explain…? I mean, yes, your highness. We should get ready to disembark. There is a storm rolling in from the south. As soon as we see a way to get onto the island, we need to go.”
The captain wiped a tear from her eye from laughing so hard. “Well, I’ve received my payment, multiple times over. You might wanna make sure your companion is capable of doing something other than holding his nuts, busted balls make for bad buoys. Oh, and Red, if you want my advice – don’t just watch. Join in on the fun, you look like you could use it.”
“Never!” Despina yelled. As all heads turned to her, a blush crept upon her face and she cleared her throat. “You should be making fun of Leonia, not me! I mean, I… Can we go yet?!”
Morgana hummed at the rudder. “We might as well. The longer we take, the more likely it is the order’s patrol ships show up. I guess this is it.” She gave the captain control of her ship back and approached Jim. “You represent the failure of a life’s work. Still, it’s been nice meeting you, Jim. Thank you for saving me from Gwylla’s fae court.”
“You’re welcome?” he squeaked. “Wait, are you not coming with us?”
“Of course not, don’t be daft. Why would I sneak into the headquarters of the Valesian order to find a way to hell, so I can save someone I don’t even know.” Jim and Philine both began to say something in reply, but the catgirl held up her hands to stop them. “But! That doesn’t mean I’m not grateful. Both for the rescue and for letting me study the true philosopher’s stone.”
“Philosopher’s stones,” Philine corrected her.
“Right…” [A drop of rain hit her face, then another, and then another.](https://imgur.com/a/SWLJEM8) Shielding her eyes, she looked up at the rain clouds. Morgana opened her bag and rummaged around in it for a second, then she produced a vial of some clear liquid. “I want you to have this. It’s the one thing I can give you to actually help in that crazy plan you’ve got cooked up.”
“What is it?” Jim asked.
“An invisibility potion.” Astonished gasps came from her companions. “At least, it’s a potion that mimics its effects that I synthesized from various ingredients. After all, the recipe for the invisibility potion is said to have been lost to Gimeit’s devastation 100 years ago.”
“I, uh… I don’t know how to thank you,” Jim said and was entirely truthful. He had no idea how significant this was – if it was that at all.
“It’s fine. It’s not true invisibility, it just creates an illusion around you that makes you look like whatever’s behind you. But maybe it can help.”
“Still, that means a lot,” Despina said. “House Coglione of Calvino is in your debt.”
Morgana just waved her thanks away. “I can’t say how Jim’s magic balls will interact with it, though, so be careful.”
Despina cocked an eyebrow. “Magic balls?”
“The philosopher’s stones. I confirmed it back in Hope’s Rest, when he got up to help you save that waitress. That wound he should have had from when I stabbed him in the nuts with my knife, it was gone. I have no idea how, but they are self-healing. It seems he has been given some low-level light mana affinity.”
The revelation stunned them all into silence once more. Jim’s own mind raced a mile a minute, and his beating heart drowned out the sound of the beginning rain. Was it true? Did he possess magic now?
“B-but he’s a man!” Despina yelled. “Men can’t cast magic, their balls won’t let them!”
“Apparently, these ones will,” Morgana said and shrugged. “And technically, you made sure there is nothing left of his balls but mush, he just has more. But I can’t say definitely that he has light magic, I’m not a sorceress.”
“But… but…” Despina’s hands twitched as she stared wildly at Morgana.
A shadow flashed across Jim's face. “If only Zenobia was still with us...”
“That’s good, right?” Philine asked. “That means when a bad woman wants to break mister Jim’s milkbag, she can’t, right?”
“I wouldn’t go *that* far. Light magic heals, but it can’t replace what is lost.”
Leonia nodded while picking up the perplexed Despina and tucking her under her arm. She held her other hand above the princess’s head to shield her from the rain. “And most importantly, his stones still hurt like any man’s when struck, so ultimately, it doesn’t seem like much changed.” To Jim, she added, “but maybe this means you can train for longer when we have the time. You won’t have to stop after getting kicked between the legs just once. Now, get dressed boy, it’s time we disembark.”
“R-right,” he stammered. “Thank you, Morgana. I hope we’ll see each other again soon.”
After Jim had turned away, Morgana quickly handed Despina a small syringe. “And this is for you,” she whispered. “I’m sure you know what this will do. Just try not to let Jim see it, you know how sensitive boys can be when it comes to… that.”
As Despina stared at the little syringe in her hand, a smile started to form on her face. “Oh, I know exactly what this will do. Thank you, Morgana. I’m sorry I called you flatter than the orc steppes of the west.”
“You never said that.”
“Oh, that must have been in my head then… Anyway, sorry, and thanks!”
At a signal from their still naked captain, the crew prepared a lifeboat, a cockleshell that Jim, Despina, Leonia and Philine barely managed to squeeze into. Leonia ended up sitting on Jim’s lap, and the former knight-captain’s muscular butt painfully crushed his balls against the wood of the boat. Jim tried not let her notice – there was no question if Despina sat on his lap, she would find a way to make it hurt way worse. With another wave to say goodbye to the catgirl, Leonia started rowing towards the rugged cliffs of the island. Each stroke of the oars put pressure on his testicles. With a startled groan, he realized that Leonia was sliding further back every time she rowed, until she was sitting entirely on just his balls.
The Bartholin sea was calm for a ship the size of the carrack they’d been on, but to a tiny row boat the waves were high enough to threaten flipping them over. Slowly, the grey cliffs of the island grew taller and taller, as if they were threatening the party to turn back or be smashed against them.
While Leonia rowed, Jim tried to distract himself from the pain by keeping his eyes peeled for any spot where they might be able to land the boat. Rain lashed his face and he leaned forward, hugging Leonia’s mid just to keep himself upright. “I don’t see anything that looks like a beach! I’m not sure there is a place to land here!” he shouted in a high voice.
“Then keep looking, boy, because I am fighting both the waves and a nasty current, and it’s going to carry us away or smash us against the cliffs as soon as I stop rowing!” Leonia replied.
“What about that gash in the rocks to the right?” Despina yelled.
“The waves get trapped between it! We would get flipped over before we could get off!” Leonia shouted.
“Grr! Find us a spot already, donkey balls! You have to be good for something other than being a human dildo!”
“I’m trying! It’s not that ea- Leonia! Go left! There’s a, urgh, a shallow bank of rocks!”
The knight pulled on the oars with all her might, trying to get them out of the range of the rocks, while now smushing his balls flat under her ass. Jim’s heart skipped a beat as an ear-splitting groan filled the air, and he realized it wasn’t him. It came from their boat as the wood scraped against the reef. Water sprayed his face as he held onto Leonia for dear life, hoping against hope that their tiny boat wouldn’t sink.
Then they were past the reef, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Philine stood up on shaky legs and when she was satisfied that she had found her balance, beamed at Leonia. “Phew, that was close. Well done, miss Leonia!” Behind her, the dark, slick cliffs bore down on her.
With a crash of wood, they were thrown against the rock and into the water, splinters and frothing ocean whirling around them. Jim was turned around so many times, he lost track of which direction was up. He cried out in panic, a stream of air escaping his mouth as bubbles. Then his head hit a rock, and everything went dark.
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She was there, right in front of him. Her black eyes desperate to reach him, crying out for him to save her. Flakes of dust came loose from her skin and she disintegrated before his very eyes. He reached out for, trying to save her, but she was gone before his hands could reach.
He could feel himself begin to fade too, the bulge in his pants crumble and wither. His balls cried out in agony before they were snuffed out, then he felt the pain travel up and into his lungs, searing, burning-
He threw himself to the side and hacked and coughed. Brackish water was expelled from his lungs and onto the dark cave floor.
“Argh, godde-,” he coughed again. “Fuck, whe-” The darkness around him was almost suffocating. Only a tiny glimmer on the water’s surface told him he wasn’t back in the strange, complete darkness below Hôdoburg.
“Oh good, you’re awake,” a dark voice said.
He spun around, staring into the inky dark to find whoever it was that was here with him.
A tiny pinprick of light sprung up with a hiss, illuminating Leonia’s face. “It’s just me, Jim. Are you alright?” [She was holding a small rushlight gleaming at one end, the only light they had that had remained dry.](https://imgur.com/a/zxtqfjM)
“Ye-yeah… where are we? What happened?” Jim slowly pushed himself off the wet rock. Faint dripping echoed throughout the cave.
“It’s some sort of cave system inside the cliffs. When we were thrown off the boat, I saw a hole in the rock and I thought it would be better than getting dashed on the cliffs above. I grabbed whoever was nearest and swam towards it.”
“And the others?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah…” Anxiously, he looked around, but the rushlight wasn’t strong enough to illuminate more than a few feet around them. “I don’t even know where to go…”
“That’s, ah… we can find out. You should let me flick your balls,” she said and stared at him.
“What? You want to- I don’t... what?”
“Trust me, it’s perfect because the sound bounces off the walls just like your balls will bounce around.”
“You can’t be serious. What are you, a bat? And why would you need to do that down there for that?”
Leonia smirked and for a moment, her haughty look reminded him of Despina. “You learned to fight, but your training as an adventurer is lacking. It’s a well-known trick among adventurers to orient themselves in a cave. It just so happens that flicked balls are perfect for some improvised echolocation. Serendipity, I suppose. Trust me, it’s the *only* way.”
“A-Are you sure? Maybe we can just feel our way forward and-”
“Drop those pants, NOW!” she commanded. “Don’t be shy, it’s nothing I haven’t seen or grabbed before.”
“H-have you?” he stuttered as he unbuckled his pants. As his underwear hit the ground, he awkwardly held his hands in front of his genitals.
“Hands off,” she told him and he listened. A wide smile appeared on her face as she took in his entire length. “There they are…” Her hand closed around the base of his shaft. Smiling at him, the knight roughly yanked his dick upward, lifting it out of the way of his balls. “Here, hold these.”
When he kept his dick pointing up and her rushlight out of her hands, she gently took hold of his nuts with her left hand, resting as much of them on her palm as she could fit. Leonia weighed them on her hand, enjoying how they felt. “Mhmm, so full… No release recently, huh? Bad news for you. That means this is going to hurt even more,” she said.
Something about what she had said irritated him, but before he could pinpoint what it was, she raised her right gauntlet, middle finger clenched behind her thumb. “Ready? On three. One.”
*Flick*
Before he was ready, her finger struck his right testicle.
“Ffffaaah!” he hissed and in return, Leonia grabbed his balls tight and gave them a squeeze.
“Shh! I can’t hear the sound travel if you’re making so much noise!”
“Sorry, it just hurts, and I was surprised…”
“Does it hurt more than when that demon held you by the balls in the spring of darkness?”
“The spring of darkness? Do you mean that place beneath Hôdobu-”
*Flick*
She flicked his left testicle this time. He stifled his groan to a whimper but bent over her. Leonia made him stand up straight again by pulling on his balls.
“Yes, I mean the place beneath Hôdoburg. Did you not know you were in the presence of such greatness? Where the ambrosia Liriel consumed came from that made her the moirai of darkness?”
*Flick*
He whimpered. “I don’t know, I- With everything that happened down there, it never occurred to me.” *Flick* “Urgh.” He grabbed her shoulders to keep himself steady. “I didn’t know you knew about that kind of stuff, you never struck me as someone who would care about that.”
*Flick* “How could I not? After all…” *Flick* “… it is only the distillation of the goddess of darkness, a gift Lilith gave to the people of Bythos.” *Flick*
Jim was starting to buckle at the knees. “Please, I’m starting to feel nauseous… Isn’t that enough?”
“No, it isn’t.” *Flick* “You need to be punished.” *Flick* “For not submitting to Lilith.” *Flick* “Or to me.” *Flick*
Tears stood in his eyes and his balls, already an angry cherry-red from getting struck repeatedly, started to bloat and swell. “You… you’re not Leonia, are you?” he asked. His voice was a small, a weak whisper.
*Flick* “No, I’m not. Hello, Jim. *So* wonderful to see you again.” Through the tears in his eyes, he watched her hand turn from Leonia’s gauntlet to a deep dark crimson. When her middle finger smacked into his balls, it was already tipped by a long, sable claw-like nail. Besides just the impact smashing into the centre of his sack, he felt the sharp nail scrape along his scrotum.
*Flick*
[“Got yer bahaalls,” she cooed.](https://imgur.com/a/y0ixS4p) Then she hammered her fist into his nuts, crushing them flat against her palm. He howled with pain, cross-eyed and folded around her hand. His feet kicked against the ground, trying desperately to somehow lift his manhood from her grasp.
The demoness simply held him by his nuts for a moment, letting him recover from the searing nut pain.
“R-Raum,” he finally squeaked, pain and fear stark on his face. Evil had come for him.
Her black lips parted, revealing her sharp teeth. They were even brighter than her silver hair. “Now you got it. I thought you might figure it out before I could grab those fat nuts of yours but looks like I got lucky.” She pulled him towards her, a matter of simply pulling on his balls, and Jim obediently followed. With her other hand, she threw his pants along with his sword belt into the darkness behind her.
“How can you be here?” he asked in a high voice.
“Not the epic battle you had envisioned, huh? Aww, don’t look so sad – or is that just because your ballsies smart a bit? You’re not the first man whose big plans crumble the moment a girl gets her hands on his plums.” Her claw gently circled his right testicle, then prodded and poked the orb like she was trying to make it pop like a balloon. “I couldn’t just let you walk onto the island, Jim. Much too dangerous. I had to intercept you somehow. Well, here you are, all alone, your big, sensitive balls at my mercy. Looks like you’ve lost before it has even begun.”
“I-I can st-still fight!” he said and didn’t even believe himself.
“No, you can’t. I quite literally have you by the balls.” She flicked his balls once more, immediately taking what little fighting spirit he mustered out of him. “As a man, there is nothing you can do when a woman gets her hands on those big, soft plums. Not to mention a demoness like me,” she said and grinned.
*This can’t be, I need to do… something! I can’t let her win like this!*
“Ah-ah-aah, I can see you’re trying to wiggle out of this, but remember,” she said. Her palm slapped onto his balls, “These are mine. Then again… this would be a bit boring if we didn’t have a fight at all, no?”
All of a sudden, she let go and smashed an uppercut into his balls, hard enough to lift Jim off his feet. Her knuckles squished the rubbery orbs into flat pancakes against his pelvis. With a pained cough, he fell to his knees and cried out in pain.
“How about you fight me?” she said and stood up. Only now did he realize she was wearing the same stole lazily draped over her tits that she did in the spring of darkness. “That would be… what is it you mortals say? Honourable?”
He blinked the tears out of his eyes, trying to find the breath she just punched out of him. “How is it honourable if you hit me in the groin beforehand?” he pressed out.
Raum shrugged, making the rack beneath the stole sway enticingly. “Can you blame a girl when they're just hanging there, asking to be smacked? Now, come on, get those hands up!” The demoness threw a jab into the air and once more, his attention was drawn downwards where all the wrong parts jiggled and bounced.
“A-at least give me my pants back!”
“With a sword attached to it? Nuh-uh, no way. We’re fighting this out with our hands, demoness versus man! Come on, don’t you want to take revenge for, I don’t know, me turning your little girlfriend to our side and kidnapping your friend? Or something. You can do that with your cock out. Come on, even girls want a little eye candy every now and then.”
For a second, he wanted to ask her how Liriel and Aramis were, but he bit his tongue. Whatever she would tell him would most likely be a lie. Groaning, he pushed himself off the ground. Still grasping his smarting nuts with one hand, he balled the other into a fist and raised it.
“F-fine, I’ll show you exactly what I can do. I’ll have you begging for mercy when we’re done.”
“You would really be that rough with a woman?”
“I, uh, I mean…”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Raum said and licked her lips. “Ready? Set…”
With a groan, he sank back down to his knees, both hands thrust down his pants. “W-wait… my balls… they hurt so much…”
“Tch. Come on, fight like a man! ‘Oh no, my ballsies, they hurt a little!’” she mocked him in a falsetto voice. “You get five seconds before I start attacking. Five…”
“No, ughh, wait, I need some time to-”
“Four…”
With a whimper, he tried to get one of his feet under him, but his leg gave out as soon as he tried putting weight on it.
“Three…”
“OK! OK… I can… do this…” Jim got back up on one foot, taking his hands off of his balls and pushing against his thigh instead.
“Two…”
He grunted from the effort of ignoring the abhorrent pain in his balls, but slowly, he managed to stand up.
“One…”
Hands resting on his knees, he panted as if he had just run a marathon. Slowly, he raised his hands back up into a fighting position. Then he lifted his head, gritting his teeth, just in time to see Raum’s hands grasp his shoulders. Her baleful, red eyes stared at him from her wild, silver hair. Then she rocketed her knee into his unprotected groin with tremendous force.
Shock froze his face in that small moment where Raum was buried balls-deep inside him, before the pain hit. The meat of his nuts was forced aside, squishing around her knee as best as the massive balls could. Jim could only stare at her, watching her grin wickedly before another knee smashed into his bollocks. Pain registered in his brain and he started to scream, but for a third time in as many seconds, hard knee met soft balls, driving the air from his lungs and his nuts into his throat.
Raum gave him a soft push and he stumbled backwards. Before he could crumble into a pile, the demoness drew her leg back far enough that her heel almost touched the back of her head. Then she shot her leg back forward, describing a perfect semicircle with her foot before it crashed into his beaten balls.
The force of her kick was so great, the momentum even propelled Raum into the air, not to mention absolutely hammer Jim’s balls. For half a second, both of them were in the air in an almost graceful ballet, connected by the demon’s foot lodged between his legs. Then they crashed to the ground, Raum on top of Jim like gentle lovers.
“AAAARGH!” Finally, he managed to scream, though the sound was muffled by her massive tits in his face. He tried to curl up, to cup his battered balls, but Raum felt like she was made of lead. He could not even close his legs because the demoness had hooked hers beneath his knees, forcing them to spread apart.
“Mhmm, good fight, Jim! Was it as fun for you as it was for me?” He could only wheeze and gaps in response. “Good! I wouldn’t want you to be already done. After all, the fun part is going to start now.”
If there was one thing he hadn’t expected Raum to do, it was for her to gingerly seize his penis. With just her fingertips touching his shaft, she gently slipped her hand down his shaft, unveiling the pink head of his cock. She pressed her thumb against it and started rubbing it in circles, rubbing the sensitive underside of his helmet.
Against his will and despite the blazing pain radiating from the core of his testicles, his dick firmed up in Raum’s hand, growing until the tip kissed the underside of her boobs.
“Mhm, there’s that hard as steel cock. Ready to get your first ever taste of demon pussy? You’re gonna love this… and so will I,” she said, biting her lip.
Scooting forward, she positioned her hole over his dick. It shone like a moonless night, dripping black drops of lust onto his cock. Raum was ready to claim him.
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*Ah, illusion magic. It’s best not to think too deeply how it works because frankly, it don’t make no sense. If the rushlight is part of the illusion, why can it illuminate “Leonia’s” surroundings? Is the light an illusion too? Does it just transmit information directly to the bewitched’s brain? And the author of course doesn’t explain, so typical.*
*Ah but now you’re thinking about illusion magic, aren’t you. Don’t! Don’t do that. Nope. Nuh-uh.*
*Flick*
*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
“Thank you for this, we truly appreciate it,” Despina said.
“Oh, don’t mention it,” their captain replied. She adjusted her hat to block the sun and grinned. “It’s not like I’m doing much. Going south of those kooky church girls takes a bit longer than the established routes north of the island, but it’s just a week extra. And this close to Cillia, pirates aren’t an issue. Hey, you’re doing well with that rudder, girl. If you ever want to hire on, think of me first, won’tcha?”
“I, uh… right, I’ll keep that in mind…” Morgana replied. Even with the blood-red sunset shining the catgirl in the face, her blush was radiant on her face. She desperately avoided looking at the captain and what she was currently doing.
Philine was the exact opposite. She curiously stared with an open mouth at the raven-haired woman, squatting in front of her. The captain winked at Philine. [She was no model, but she had a natural beauty to her, one that despised makeup and fancy clothes.](https://imgur.com/a/k69nn52) Her sun-kissed skin glimmered with sweat and salt and stretched tight over muscle. She didn't have the rippling cords of muscle all over her body like Leonia, hers was a functional strength, moulded by a rough and tumble life at sea. And she was currently using it to squat on top of Jim's dick. His ankles were in her hands as she rode him, wearing nothing but a plain straw hat as her hips smacked against his with a rhythmic *plap, plap, plap*.
“Never seen a girl take her fun, girl? Don't worry, with those tits of yours you’ll have plenty of cocks available whenever you feel like taking a ride yourself.”
“Uhm, thanks, but no, I just haven’t seen that position before. Does it feel good in your coochie?” Philine asked.
She stopped, catching her breath. Her midriff bulged out where an impressive three quarters of Jim’s cock was lodged inside her canal. “Huh, no offence, girl, but I was sure you were a virgin.” Wet noises accompanied her when she resumed impaling herself on the cock again as well as pained whimpering from the one it belonged to. “It’s a favourite among sailors but in all honesty, it depends. First of all, you need to be the one to move – no lying there and smacking his nuts around to get him to thrust into you. Also, he needs to have a worthwhile cock. Tiny peckers won’t go deep enough. Thankfully, your friend here has plenty to spare. Biggest shlong I’ve ever fucked by my estimate.”
“Nngh, thank-” Jim began.
“Thank you!” Philine said brightly. “But why is he groaning like that? I’ve never heard boys do that when they were on top of me.”
“Ah, that’s the beauty of it. Lean back a bit and you’re basically sitting on his balls. And when you fuck him, you’re simultaneously scrambling his eggs. Keeps them from cumming and ensures they pay attention to you. Neat, right?”
“That’s the one good thing about this… would be so much more efficient to just kick them…” Despina muttered and shook her head.
“Anyway, us sailors like it because whores are often not very enthusiastic about servicing you. Imagine when you’ve been months at sea with not a dick in sight, you finally get to port for a night and some lazy dumbass who can barely keep his dick hard flops around on top of you. Nah, thanks. I’d rather take charge of this dick, see to it that I get a good fuck and give you a few well-deserved ballslaps with my ass while I’m at it.”
“But mister Jim doesn’t deserve slaps, right?”
“I’m not taking any chances, sister! Not with a massive fuckstick like this! Speaking of which…”
She sped up, slamming down on his package with such force that Jim wasn’t sure what would break first: his cock or his balls. The captain grunted loudly, almost like an animal, bringing herself to a forceful climax. Eventually, she cried out in ecstasy, making Morgana flinch at the ship’s wheel. Jim could feel her walls contract around him, trying to milk the cum from his dick. But at the same time, his balls were squished flat under her butt and she was decidedly too heavy to be sitting on his testicles!
As she announced her orgasm with a guttural cry, spraying his stomach with her juices, Jim couldn’t help but think, *Why did I ever agree to this? She only said she wanted to fuck, I didn’t know she meant like this!*
“OOOH YES! Goddess, I needed that!” With a *plop*, his cock slipped from her cunt. She staggered back but managed to just about stay on her feet. Jim’s legs fell to the ground and, still erect, he curled up on himself, tenderly nursing his balls. Pain and embarrassment cycled through him. “You’re a good fuck, boy. They would pay good money for you in the Free Cities.”
“How can sex hurt so much?!” he cried.
Despina, Philine and the captain shared a look, then all laughed at the boy’s plight. As they shook from laughter and Morgana steered the ship, Leonia clambered back down from the crow’s nest.
“I can see the island. It seems to be entirely surrounded by tall cliffs on this side, so I don’t know if- Oh, did you finish your sparring session?” the knight asked.
“Lea, that was not- I mean, they didn’t have a battle, you know, it was-” Despina began.
“Actually, given the size of that cock, that definitely qualifies as a battle in my book.” The captain whistled. “If I wasn’t such a horny bastard, I’m honestly not sure if I could’ve taken you on like that, boy. You’re just shy of being too big to fuck. What? Why do you look so proud?” she asked Leonia.
“I have trained the boy. It pleases me that you have enjoyed sparring with him so much. It seems he hasn’t slacked off in his training,” Leonia said with her nose held high in the air. “Although… I have never heard of any sparring battle that requires you to be naked.”
The captain laughed loudly, slapping her knee. “HAH, training, she says! That’s a good one! Well, one thing’s for sure, he's got quite the fearsome sword! You must have been ‘training’ on that thing every night, I know I would! Hah!”
“I, err… thank you? I’m not sure I follow, we trained together every morning and night when we made camp. My lady Despina very much enjoyed watching us.”
The captain laughed again, to Despina’s dismay. “Lea!! That’s not…! Urgh, I can’t believe nobody’s explained it to you by now, I thought being with adventurers of all people would…” She sighed. “Never mind. You said you saw the island?”
“Explain…? I mean, yes, your highness. We should get ready to disembark. There is a storm rolling in from the south. As soon as we see a way to get onto the island, we need to go.”
The captain wiped a tear from her eye from laughing so hard. “Well, I’ve received my payment, multiple times over. You might wanna make sure your companion is capable of doing something other than holding his nuts, busted balls make for bad buoys. Oh, and Red, if you want my advice – don’t just watch. Join in on the fun, you look like you could use it.”
“Never!” Despina yelled. As all heads turned to her, a blush crept upon her face and she cleared her throat. “You should be making fun of Leonia, not me! I mean, I… Can we go yet?!”
Morgana hummed at the rudder. “We might as well. The longer we take, the more likely it is the order’s patrol ships show up. I guess this is it.” She gave the captain control of her ship back and approached Jim. “You represent the failure of a life’s work. Still, it’s been nice meeting you, Jim. Thank you for saving me from Gwylla’s fae court.”
“You’re welcome?” he squeaked. “Wait, are you not coming with us?”
“Of course not, don’t be daft. Why would I sneak into the headquarters of the Valesian order to find a way to hell, so I can save someone I don’t even know.” Jim and Philine both began to say something in reply, but the catgirl held up her hands to stop them. “But! That doesn’t mean I’m not grateful. Both for the rescue and for letting me study the true philosopher’s stone.”
“Philosopher’s stones,” Philine corrected her.
“Right…” [A drop of rain hit her face, then another, and then another.](https://imgur.com/a/SWLJEM8) Shielding her eyes, she looked up at the rain clouds. Morgana opened her bag and rummaged around in it for a second, then she produced a vial of some clear liquid. “I want you to have this. It’s the one thing I can give you to actually help in that crazy plan you’ve got cooked up.”
“What is it?” Jim asked.
“An invisibility potion.” Astonished gasps came from her companions. “At least, it’s a potion that mimics its effects that I synthesized from various ingredients. After all, the recipe for the invisibility potion is said to have been lost to Gimeit’s devastation 100 years ago.”
“I, uh… I don’t know how to thank you,” Jim said and was entirely truthful. He had no idea how significant this was – if it was that at all.
“It’s fine. It’s not true invisibility, it just creates an illusion around you that makes you look like whatever’s behind you. But maybe it can help.”
“Still, that means a lot,” Despina said. “House Coglione of Calvino is in your debt.”
Morgana just waved her thanks away. “I can’t say how Jim’s magic balls will interact with it, though, so be careful.”
Despina cocked an eyebrow. “Magic balls?”
“The philosopher’s stones. I confirmed it back in Hope’s Rest, when he got up to help you save that waitress. That wound he should have had from when I stabbed him in the nuts with my knife, it was gone. I have no idea how, but they are self-healing. It seems he has been given some low-level light mana affinity.”
The revelation stunned them all into silence once more. Jim’s own mind raced a mile a minute, and his beating heart drowned out the sound of the beginning rain. Was it true? Did he possess magic now?
“B-but he’s a man!” Despina yelled. “Men can’t cast magic, their balls won’t let them!”
“Apparently, these ones will,” Morgana said and shrugged. “And technically, you made sure there is nothing left of his balls but mush, he just has more. But I can’t say definitely that he has light magic, I’m not a sorceress.”
“But… but…” Despina’s hands twitched as she stared wildly at Morgana.
A shadow flashed across Jim's face. “If only Zenobia was still with us...”
“That’s good, right?” Philine asked. “That means when a bad woman wants to break mister Jim’s milkbag, she can’t, right?”
“I wouldn’t go *that* far. Light magic heals, but it can’t replace what is lost.”
Leonia nodded while picking up the perplexed Despina and tucking her under her arm. She held her other hand above the princess’s head to shield her from the rain. “And most importantly, his stones still hurt like any man’s when struck, so ultimately, it doesn’t seem like much changed.” To Jim, she added, “but maybe this means you can train for longer when we have the time. You won’t have to stop after getting kicked between the legs just once. Now, get dressed boy, it’s time we disembark.”
“R-right,” he stammered. “Thank you, Morgana. I hope we’ll see each other again soon.”
After Jim had turned away, Morgana quickly handed Despina a small syringe. “And this is for you,” she whispered. “I’m sure you know what this will do. Just try not to let Jim see it, you know how sensitive boys can be when it comes to… that.”
As Despina stared at the little syringe in her hand, a smile started to form on her face. “Oh, I know exactly what this will do. Thank you, Morgana. I’m sorry I called you flatter than the orc steppes of the west.”
“You never said that.”
“Oh, that must have been in my head then… Anyway, sorry, and thanks!”
At a signal from their still naked captain, the crew prepared a lifeboat, a cockleshell that Jim, Despina, Leonia and Philine barely managed to squeeze into. Leonia ended up sitting on Jim’s lap, and the former knight-captain’s muscular butt painfully crushed his balls against the wood of the boat. Jim tried not let her notice – there was no question if Despina sat on his lap, she would find a way to make it hurt way worse. With another wave to say goodbye to the catgirl, Leonia started rowing towards the rugged cliffs of the island. Each stroke of the oars put pressure on his testicles. With a startled groan, he realized that Leonia was sliding further back every time she rowed, until she was sitting entirely on just his balls.
The Bartholin sea was calm for a ship the size of the carrack they’d been on, but to a tiny row boat the waves were high enough to threaten flipping them over. Slowly, the grey cliffs of the island grew taller and taller, as if they were threatening the party to turn back or be smashed against them.
While Leonia rowed, Jim tried to distract himself from the pain by keeping his eyes peeled for any spot where they might be able to land the boat. Rain lashed his face and he leaned forward, hugging Leonia’s mid just to keep himself upright. “I don’t see anything that looks like a beach! I’m not sure there is a place to land here!” he shouted in a high voice.
“Then keep looking, boy, because I am fighting both the waves and a nasty current, and it’s going to carry us away or smash us against the cliffs as soon as I stop rowing!” Leonia replied.
“What about that gash in the rocks to the right?” Despina yelled.
“The waves get trapped between it! We would get flipped over before we could get off!” Leonia shouted.
“Grr! Find us a spot already, donkey balls! You have to be good for something other than being a human dildo!”
“I’m trying! It’s not that ea- Leonia! Go left! There’s a, urgh, a shallow bank of rocks!”
The knight pulled on the oars with all her might, trying to get them out of the range of the rocks, while now smushing his balls flat under her ass. Jim’s heart skipped a beat as an ear-splitting groan filled the air, and he realized it wasn’t him. It came from their boat as the wood scraped against the reef. Water sprayed his face as he held onto Leonia for dear life, hoping against hope that their tiny boat wouldn’t sink.
Then they were past the reef, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Philine stood up on shaky legs and when she was satisfied that she had found her balance, beamed at Leonia. “Phew, that was close. Well done, miss Leonia!” Behind her, the dark, slick cliffs bore down on her.
With a crash of wood, they were thrown against the rock and into the water, splinters and frothing ocean whirling around them. Jim was turned around so many times, he lost track of which direction was up. He cried out in panic, a stream of air escaping his mouth as bubbles. Then his head hit a rock, and everything went dark.
---
She was there, right in front of him. Her black eyes desperate to reach him, crying out for him to save her. Flakes of dust came loose from her skin and she disintegrated before his very eyes. He reached out for, trying to save her, but she was gone before his hands could reach.
He could feel himself begin to fade too, the bulge in his pants crumble and wither. His balls cried out in agony before they were snuffed out, then he felt the pain travel up and into his lungs, searing, burning-
He threw himself to the side and hacked and coughed. Brackish water was expelled from his lungs and onto the dark cave floor.
“Argh, godde-,” he coughed again. “Fuck, whe-” The darkness around him was almost suffocating. Only a tiny glimmer on the water’s surface told him he wasn’t back in the strange, complete darkness below Hôdoburg.
“Oh good, you’re awake,” a dark voice said.
He spun around, staring into the inky dark to find whoever it was that was here with him.
A tiny pinprick of light sprung up with a hiss, illuminating Leonia’s face. “It’s just me, Jim. Are you alright?” [She was holding a small rushlight gleaming at one end, the only light they had that had remained dry.](https://imgur.com/a/zxtqfjM)
“Ye-yeah… where are we? What happened?” Jim slowly pushed himself off the wet rock. Faint dripping echoed throughout the cave.
“It’s some sort of cave system inside the cliffs. When we were thrown off the boat, I saw a hole in the rock and I thought it would be better than getting dashed on the cliffs above. I grabbed whoever was nearest and swam towards it.”
“And the others?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah…” Anxiously, he looked around, but the rushlight wasn’t strong enough to illuminate more than a few feet around them. “I don’t even know where to go…”
“That’s, ah… we can find out. You should let me flick your balls,” she said and stared at him.
“What? You want to- I don’t... what?”
“Trust me, it’s perfect because the sound bounces off the walls just like your balls will bounce around.”
“You can’t be serious. What are you, a bat? And why would you need to do that down there for that?”
Leonia smirked and for a moment, her haughty look reminded him of Despina. “You learned to fight, but your training as an adventurer is lacking. It’s a well-known trick among adventurers to orient themselves in a cave. It just so happens that flicked balls are perfect for some improvised echolocation. Serendipity, I suppose. Trust me, it’s the *only* way.”
“A-Are you sure? Maybe we can just feel our way forward and-”
“Drop those pants, NOW!” she commanded. “Don’t be shy, it’s nothing I haven’t seen or grabbed before.”
“H-have you?” he stuttered as he unbuckled his pants. As his underwear hit the ground, he awkwardly held his hands in front of his genitals.
“Hands off,” she told him and he listened. A wide smile appeared on her face as she took in his entire length. “There they are…” Her hand closed around the base of his shaft. Smiling at him, the knight roughly yanked his dick upward, lifting it out of the way of his balls. “Here, hold these.”
When he kept his dick pointing up and her rushlight out of her hands, she gently took hold of his nuts with her left hand, resting as much of them on her palm as she could fit. Leonia weighed them on her hand, enjoying how they felt. “Mhmm, so full… No release recently, huh? Bad news for you. That means this is going to hurt even more,” she said.
Something about what she had said irritated him, but before he could pinpoint what it was, she raised her right gauntlet, middle finger clenched behind her thumb. “Ready? On three. One.”
*Flick*
Before he was ready, her finger struck his right testicle.
“Ffffaaah!” he hissed and in return, Leonia grabbed his balls tight and gave them a squeeze.
“Shh! I can’t hear the sound travel if you’re making so much noise!”
“Sorry, it just hurts, and I was surprised…”
“Does it hurt more than when that demon held you by the balls in the spring of darkness?”
“The spring of darkness? Do you mean that place beneath Hôdobu-”
*Flick*
She flicked his left testicle this time. He stifled his groan to a whimper but bent over her. Leonia made him stand up straight again by pulling on his balls.
“Yes, I mean the place beneath Hôdoburg. Did you not know you were in the presence of such greatness? Where the ambrosia Liriel consumed came from that made her the moirai of darkness?”
*Flick*
He whimpered. “I don’t know, I- With everything that happened down there, it never occurred to me.” *Flick* “Urgh.” He grabbed her shoulders to keep himself steady. “I didn’t know you knew about that kind of stuff, you never struck me as someone who would care about that.”
*Flick* “How could I not? After all…” *Flick* “… it is only the distillation of the goddess of darkness, a gift Lilith gave to the people of Bythos.” *Flick*
Jim was starting to buckle at the knees. “Please, I’m starting to feel nauseous… Isn’t that enough?”
“No, it isn’t.” *Flick* “You need to be punished.” *Flick* “For not submitting to Lilith.” *Flick* “Or to me.” *Flick*
Tears stood in his eyes and his balls, already an angry cherry-red from getting struck repeatedly, started to bloat and swell. “You… you’re not Leonia, are you?” he asked. His voice was a small, a weak whisper.
*Flick* “No, I’m not. Hello, Jim. *So* wonderful to see you again.” Through the tears in his eyes, he watched her hand turn from Leonia’s gauntlet to a deep dark crimson. When her middle finger smacked into his balls, it was already tipped by a long, sable claw-like nail. Besides just the impact smashing into the centre of his sack, he felt the sharp nail scrape along his scrotum.
*Flick*
[“Got yer bahaalls,” she cooed.](https://imgur.com/a/y0ixS4p) Then she hammered her fist into his nuts, crushing them flat against her palm. He howled with pain, cross-eyed and folded around her hand. His feet kicked against the ground, trying desperately to somehow lift his manhood from her grasp.
The demoness simply held him by his nuts for a moment, letting him recover from the searing nut pain.
“R-Raum,” he finally squeaked, pain and fear stark on his face. Evil had come for him.
Her black lips parted, revealing her sharp teeth. They were even brighter than her silver hair. “Now you got it. I thought you might figure it out before I could grab those fat nuts of yours but looks like I got lucky.” She pulled him towards her, a matter of simply pulling on his balls, and Jim obediently followed. With her other hand, she threw his pants along with his sword belt into the darkness behind her.
“How can you be here?” he asked in a high voice.
“Not the epic battle you had envisioned, huh? Aww, don’t look so sad – or is that just because your ballsies smart a bit? You’re not the first man whose big plans crumble the moment a girl gets her hands on his plums.” Her claw gently circled his right testicle, then prodded and poked the orb like she was trying to make it pop like a balloon. “I couldn’t just let you walk onto the island, Jim. Much too dangerous. I had to intercept you somehow. Well, here you are, all alone, your big, sensitive balls at my mercy. Looks like you’ve lost before it has even begun.”
“I-I can st-still fight!” he said and didn’t even believe himself.
“No, you can’t. I quite literally have you by the balls.” She flicked his balls once more, immediately taking what little fighting spirit he mustered out of him. “As a man, there is nothing you can do when a woman gets her hands on those big, soft plums. Not to mention a demoness like me,” she said and grinned.
*This can’t be, I need to do… something! I can’t let her win like this!*
“Ah-ah-aah, I can see you’re trying to wiggle out of this, but remember,” she said. Her palm slapped onto his balls, “These are mine. Then again… this would be a bit boring if we didn’t have a fight at all, no?”
All of a sudden, she let go and smashed an uppercut into his balls, hard enough to lift Jim off his feet. Her knuckles squished the rubbery orbs into flat pancakes against his pelvis. With a pained cough, he fell to his knees and cried out in pain.
“How about you fight me?” she said and stood up. Only now did he realize she was wearing the same stole lazily draped over her tits that she did in the spring of darkness. “That would be… what is it you mortals say? Honourable?”
He blinked the tears out of his eyes, trying to find the breath she just punched out of him. “How is it honourable if you hit me in the groin beforehand?” he pressed out.
Raum shrugged, making the rack beneath the stole sway enticingly. “Can you blame a girl when they're just hanging there, asking to be smacked? Now, come on, get those hands up!” The demoness threw a jab into the air and once more, his attention was drawn downwards where all the wrong parts jiggled and bounced.
“A-at least give me my pants back!”
“With a sword attached to it? Nuh-uh, no way. We’re fighting this out with our hands, demoness versus man! Come on, don’t you want to take revenge for, I don’t know, me turning your little girlfriend to our side and kidnapping your friend? Or something. You can do that with your cock out. Come on, even girls want a little eye candy every now and then.”
For a second, he wanted to ask her how Liriel and Aramis were, but he bit his tongue. Whatever she would tell him would most likely be a lie. Groaning, he pushed himself off the ground. Still grasping his smarting nuts with one hand, he balled the other into a fist and raised it.
“F-fine, I’ll show you exactly what I can do. I’ll have you begging for mercy when we’re done.”
“You would really be that rough with a woman?”
“I, uh, I mean…”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Raum said and licked her lips. “Ready? Set…”
With a groan, he sank back down to his knees, both hands thrust down his pants. “W-wait… my balls… they hurt so much…”
“Tch. Come on, fight like a man! ‘Oh no, my ballsies, they hurt a little!’” she mocked him in a falsetto voice. “You get five seconds before I start attacking. Five…”
“No, ughh, wait, I need some time to-”
“Four…”
With a whimper, he tried to get one of his feet under him, but his leg gave out as soon as he tried putting weight on it.
“Three…”
“OK! OK… I can… do this…” Jim got back up on one foot, taking his hands off of his balls and pushing against his thigh instead.
“Two…”
He grunted from the effort of ignoring the abhorrent pain in his balls, but slowly, he managed to stand up.
“One…”
Hands resting on his knees, he panted as if he had just run a marathon. Slowly, he raised his hands back up into a fighting position. Then he lifted his head, gritting his teeth, just in time to see Raum’s hands grasp his shoulders. Her baleful, red eyes stared at him from her wild, silver hair. Then she rocketed her knee into his unprotected groin with tremendous force.
Shock froze his face in that small moment where Raum was buried balls-deep inside him, before the pain hit. The meat of his nuts was forced aside, squishing around her knee as best as the massive balls could. Jim could only stare at her, watching her grin wickedly before another knee smashed into his bollocks. Pain registered in his brain and he started to scream, but for a third time in as many seconds, hard knee met soft balls, driving the air from his lungs and his nuts into his throat.
Raum gave him a soft push and he stumbled backwards. Before he could crumble into a pile, the demoness drew her leg back far enough that her heel almost touched the back of her head. Then she shot her leg back forward, describing a perfect semicircle with her foot before it crashed into his beaten balls.
The force of her kick was so great, the momentum even propelled Raum into the air, not to mention absolutely hammer Jim’s balls. For half a second, both of them were in the air in an almost graceful ballet, connected by the demon’s foot lodged between his legs. Then they crashed to the ground, Raum on top of Jim like gentle lovers.
“AAAARGH!” Finally, he managed to scream, though the sound was muffled by her massive tits in his face. He tried to curl up, to cup his battered balls, but Raum felt like she was made of lead. He could not even close his legs because the demoness had hooked hers beneath his knees, forcing them to spread apart.
“Mhmm, good fight, Jim! Was it as fun for you as it was for me?” He could only wheeze and gaps in response. “Good! I wouldn’t want you to be already done. After all, the fun part is going to start now.”
If there was one thing he hadn’t expected Raum to do, it was for her to gingerly seize his penis. With just her fingertips touching his shaft, she gently slipped her hand down his shaft, unveiling the pink head of his cock. She pressed her thumb against it and started rubbing it in circles, rubbing the sensitive underside of his helmet.
Against his will and despite the blazing pain radiating from the core of his testicles, his dick firmed up in Raum’s hand, growing until the tip kissed the underside of her boobs.
“Mhm, there’s that hard as steel cock. Ready to get your first ever taste of demon pussy? You’re gonna love this… and so will I,” she said, biting her lip.
Scooting forward, she positioned her hole over his dick. It shone like a moonless night, dripping black drops of lust onto his cock. Raum was ready to claim him.
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*Ah, illusion magic. It’s best not to think too deeply how it works because frankly, it don’t make no sense. If the rushlight is part of the illusion, why can it illuminate “Leonia’s” surroundings? Is the light an illusion too? Does it just transmit information directly to the bewitched’s brain? And the author of course doesn’t explain, so typical.*
*Ah but now you’re thinking about illusion magic, aren’t you. Don’t! Don’t do that. Nope. Nuh-uh.*
*Flick*
