Marco Vs DMG

Marco began to relax into the kiss, until he finally snapped back to his sense and shoved the cute magician away. He quickly created another arrow and fired it as he tried to back away.

(Parting Shot)

Parting shot = 14

Marco manages to get some good distance as his arrow struck her in the leg. She huffed from the new scratch on her leg.

Magican’s blow = 32, 73 

DMG tried to blow a kiss at Marco, but the distance he gained gave him time to avoid the incoming attack with ease. “Get back here.” DMG said, getting a little huffed up from his antics.

DMG = 16, burn(1)

Marco = 11

"Naw. I think I'd refer it if ya stayed over there." Marco commented as he manifested another arrow and fired it at her leg.

(Pinning Shot)

Pinning shot = 21

Marco Aimee at the magicans’s leg, hoping to slow her down. His aim was off by inches as the shot landed close to her foot. He bit his tongue in frustration. 

Magican’s tits = 100

Dmg managed to teleport right next to Marco, pulling his face into her tits. She whispered into his ear, “Soon love, we will be able to give those girls in the audience a real show. I hope you can ‘performe’ as well then as you are now.” She messaged her tits in his face for a few moments, backing off to admire the goofy smile plastered onto Marco’s face. She drops a facedown card as she backs off. 

(Magican’s tits: DMG teleports to her target and breast smothers them while whispering sweet words into their ear. Deals 2 WP and gives charmed status.)

DMG: 15

Marco: 9, charmed

Marco slapped his cheeks to clear his head before he created a frost covered arrow and fired it at the magician.

(Frost Shot)

Facedown Card = 99 (Spell)

Frost arrow = 62

Marco’s arrow strikes true as it freezes part of her leg. The crowd gets excited by the back and forth between the combatants. The facedown card that the magician dropped before fizzles out of existence, unable to activate its power. 

Magican’s feet = 36

DMG creates a chair and sits down and removes her shoes. “My feet are so sore from all this action. Could you be a dear and come message them a bit?” She says with a strangely hypnotic tone. Marco finds himself unable to control himself and walks over to her and starts to message one foot. DMG uses her other foot to message his crotch as he serves her.

(Magican’s feet: DMG uses magic to compel her target to come message her foot as she teases his crotch with her other foot. Deals 2 WP and inflicts bind to her target.)

DMG: 14

Marco: 6, bind

Entranced by the cute magician, Marco can do nothing but obey her. He decided to channel his magic into his hands to make the massage as pleasing to her as possible.

(Magic Hands)

Magic hands = 1, 5 (crit fail)

Marco manages to make the message more enjoyable for DMG, but not in a way that broke the spell. He seemed more compelled to message her feet. “Mmmmmmm. Your really good at messages. You may want to think about a career change.” She said as she enjoyed the feeling of his hands on her feet. She rewarded his pleasure with more effort in her foot job.

DMG: 14

Marco: 4, bind, stun

Marco shuddered in pleasure as her foot rubbed his manhood. It took all for what little willpower he had left to to exploded in his pants. And that will was fading as he seemed to be drawn deeper into the cutie magician's spell.

DMG continued to moan from her foot message. She smiled down at him, “You have potential as a magician. I could teach some new spells as my assistant for my shows. Would you be interested in learning some new spell?” She asks as she messages his crotch more with her cute foot. She knew he was reaching his breaking point. 

DMG:14

Marco: 2, bind

Marco nodded absently, all but enslaved by the woman before him. Once more, magic gathered in his fingertips as he tried to please her.

(Magic Hands)

Magic hands = 3, 34

Marco managed to summon the last of his willpower to stop messaging her feet and get up. “Awwww, I was really enjoying that.” She said with a pout as she slipped her boots back onto her feet. She rose from her chair.

Magican’s kiss = 86

DMG pulled Marco into a very passionate kiss. Her magic flowed through them both as Marco felt extreme waves of pleasure wash over his body. He could barely keep standing as she broke the kiss. He just stood there, his pants a mess from the climax he experienced from her lips. The crowd applauded as DMG took a bow.

(Marco WP has hit 0.)

Marco's face turned bright red as he tried to hide his mess from the roaring crowd.

“No need to be modest. Especially after this.” She says with a wink as a curtain rises around him. When the curtain falls, Marco is left wearing nothing but a shiny speedo. “After all, my assistant needs to be able to show all these women what they want to see.” She said with a smile.

Marco nodded absently as he looked over the crowd. His body toned from years of farm work was on full display.

"Wha... What is it that they want ta see, ma'am?" he asked nervously. He had some ideas from his experience on Jessica's show, and he wasn't exactly looking forward to being right.

“Your my lovely assistant. You will be helping me with my magic tricks.” She says as she waves her wand and a box appears. “For my first trick, my assistant is going to enter the mystery box.” She says as she taps her wand on the box and a door in the front opens.

Unable to say no to the spellcaster, Marco obeyed and entered the mysterious box.

“And now for my next trick. There is only my assistant in the box, but he won’t be in there alone for long.” She says as she taps the box, the door slamming shut to Marco’s horror. Marco could feel hands on him as well as female bodies pressed against him now. It felt like he was in a crowed room, surrounded by woman, all squishing against him. He could keep feeling lips kiss him, but couldn’t see who was doing the kissing.

Marco moaned. He was trapped and helpless in a prison made of female flesh. As they kissed and caressed him, all he could do was focus on trying to protecting his sensitive cock.

Marco could feel what felt like a large pair of tits pressed against his cock. It milked it as he couldn’t help but let out a pleasure filled moan. Outside the box, DMG smiled as she and the audience heard the show. “It seems he loves the Pleasure Box. Anyone who enters it is drowned in pleasure for as long as hey stayed trapped. The only way to escape is to hold out for 3 minutes and not climax. If not, well let’s just say the ladies in the box will really have some fun.” She said as a clock appeared to count down the time until he was freed.

Already worn down by the cute magician, Marco didn't stand much of a chance. He was only able to hold on by clinging to the humiliation he felt when he was milked by that damn cow.

Marco managed to suprised everyone when the clock hit zero and the walls of the box fell away. He emerged, his crotch enlarged and ready to burst and his body covered from head to toe in varies size of lipstick prints. “Give him a hand folks.” DMG said with a surprise smile as the audience clapped for his self control.

Marco panted for breath. He was feeling light headed and was swaying on his feet. He only barely registered he had been let out of the box. He had been pushed to his limit.

DMG approached Marco as she made the speedo disappear. “Now for your reward hun, I’ll make sure you have the biggest climax of your life.” She says with a wink as she gets on her knees in front of him and takes his manhood into her mouth. She pours all her magic into his crotch, filling him was an overpowering feeling of pure bliss.

He came instantly. He filled the magician's mouth with his hot seed before he collapsed to his knees. His cock was still twitching and spurting out cum as she stared blankly at the sky with a look of ecstasy on his face.