She'll let you see the mayor but she reques...
Traveling the Multiverse
Chapter 15
Writing Desk looked through a scheduling book for a few moments. When she was done, she looked at you.
"The mayor isn't accepting visitors right now, but I might be able to let you see her between apointments," Writing Desk said. Her glasses seductively slid a little down her snout as she grinned lewdly at you. "But only if you eat me out."
You blushed a little. "Thanks, but no thanks. My business is with the mayor and I-"
Writing Desk's horn glowed grey and so did your hands. You exclaimed, "What the? But I put up barriers to prevent this!"
Your hands began to pull you towards Writing Desk as she pulled away from her desk. She giggled, "Oh, you silly male! The Town Hall has security measures that disable any barriers of anyone not working in the government while you're inside of it."
Your enchanted hands pulled you down to the ground and pulled into the desk's space for Writing Desk's back legs.
"Writing Desk! You don't want to do this!" you loudly said as Writing Desk pulled her chair back up to the desk. The smell of blueberries was oddly thick in the air and something about it seemed really arousing. "I'll scream until someone, like the mayor, comes to rescue me!"
There was a brief bubble around the desk and only the desk. Writing Desk spread her legs as she said, "There. No sound comes out from the desk, but sound will come in!"
"Writing Desk! Don't! Please-" you uttered as your enchanted hands pulled you towards Writing Desk's drooling pussy. You were silenced when your lips made contact with Writing Desk's lower lips. She wrapped her legs around your head as your hands were being magically kept by the back legs of her chair.
A little bit of her love nectar managed to enter your mouth. It tasted something like Blueberries, but also something else. Something magical.
Your eyes widened, recalling something from the magic book. Your memory was't the best, but you did think it was something like, 'If you drink from a magic woman's well when certain energies are running high, then you will be effected by her desires for some time'
Meaning that if you drank Writing Desk's juices, then you'd probably be as horny as her for a time or get totally addicted to the pussies of the Ponies of Friendship is magic.
"The mayor isn't accepting visitors right now, but I might be able to let you see her between apointments," Writing Desk said. Her glasses seductively slid a little down her snout as she grinned lewdly at you. "But only if you eat me out."
You blushed a little. "Thanks, but no thanks. My business is with the mayor and I-"
Writing Desk's horn glowed grey and so did your hands. You exclaimed, "What the? But I put up barriers to prevent this!"
Your hands began to pull you towards Writing Desk as she pulled away from her desk. She giggled, "Oh, you silly male! The Town Hall has security measures that disable any barriers of anyone not working in the government while you're inside of it."
Your enchanted hands pulled you down to the ground and pulled into the desk's space for Writing Desk's back legs.
"Writing Desk! You don't want to do this!" you loudly said as Writing Desk pulled her chair back up to the desk. The smell of blueberries was oddly thick in the air and something about it seemed really arousing. "I'll scream until someone, like the mayor, comes to rescue me!"
There was a brief bubble around the desk and only the desk. Writing Desk spread her legs as she said, "There. No sound comes out from the desk, but sound will come in!"
"Writing Desk! Don't! Please-" you uttered as your enchanted hands pulled you towards Writing Desk's drooling pussy. You were silenced when your lips made contact with Writing Desk's lower lips. She wrapped her legs around your head as your hands were being magically kept by the back legs of her chair.
A little bit of her love nectar managed to enter your mouth. It tasted something like Blueberries, but also something else. Something magical.
Your eyes widened, recalling something from the magic book. Your memory was't the best, but you did think it was something like, 'If you drink from a magic woman's well when certain energies are running high, then you will be effected by her desires for some time'
Meaning that if you drank Writing Desk's juices, then you'd probably be as horny as her for a time or get totally addicted to the pussies of the Ponies of Friendship is magic.
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June 2, 2023
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