The Prince's Potion Ch. 03

Yes, the potion had worked. It had not only given little Gilly the endurance to match her brother's incredible stamina, but it had also seemingly allowed her body, small as it was, to take his incredible size. Her brother's magnificently girthy twelve-inch cock. Something Maymon herself had been unable to do on her own. The potion had worked. Maybe she did have a promising future in the black arts.

'How are you feeling, sister?' Maymon asked, swimming up to lean beside Gilly.

'Ohhh,' she moaned, 'this was just what I needed. Excellent idea, May,' she chuckled, keeping her eyes closed.

Maymon smiled and regarded Gilly. She had shown remarkable strength last night. Now she looked absolutely radiant.

Gilly's long black hair was soaking wet and ran down the sides of her face in thick strands, her little ears poking out on either side. For an eighteen-year-old who had just been totally fucked apart by a gigantic cock, multiple times, Gilly still managed to look like a blessed virgin. But Maymon knew what a little slut her sister could be. She knew she would never get some of those images out of her mind.

May gave a long sigh in agreement to Gilly's words. They both needed this bath, and maybe a few days worth of bed rest. She continued to ogle her sister. Yes, they would relax later. Right now, the serene image of her little sister floating in front of her was making May hot. Very hot. She felt her cunt pulse between her legs. Her thoughts jumped back to scenes from last night. Rodmond on top of Gilly, taking her repeatedly. And Gilly giving it right back, just like their mother had before her.

'So beautiful,' May murmured, drinking in the gentle slope of Gilly's tits, 'so perfect.' She leered at the little breasts, swelling just above the water. Perfect little globes sitting high on her chest. Were they bigger now? She looked incredible. Gilly's skin was glistening off the water and appeared... to be glowing. She looked so full of life, which made sense, since she had taken so much blessed essence from Rodmond last night.

'Hmmm... what's that, sister?' Gilly asked, her head lolling to one side, eyes still closed.

'Mmmm, nothing,' May said, wading closer. 'Just thinking about last night. I can't believe it worked. we did it.'

'I know,' Gilly hummed, 'It was... unbelievable.'

They both gave slow chuckles and Gilly opened her eyes to face her sister. There was a look in her eyes that May did not recognize. She had this faraway gaze, as if her mind was miles away.

'What is it? Is something wrong?' May asked.

'My head is swirling. Like from too much wine. I feel... I feel different. I can still feel him inside me if that's what you're wondering. Maybe I always will. But different in another way. I still have your potion in me as well. I sense it surging through me. I feel... powerful.'

'Powerful?'

'Yes... as if I can command my urges. It is so strange. So hard to describe. Maybe the two potions... the magics, have come together inside me. Is that possible, sister? It is as if I can think... and make myself wet. Last night... I wanted him so badly. I needed only to think about it, and I could accommodate his great size. Oh, listen to me... I have no idea how it works, this magic, nor how long it will last... but I love it. Thank you, May, thank you so much.'

Maymon couldn't believe what she was hearing. Maybe she didn't understand how the spell had worked either. How it would work with or against the magic inside Roddy. How extensive it might become once Gilly had taken every drop of Rodmond's magically enchanted seed inside her. So much of it too. Rodmond's enchanted cum.

He had dumped so much inside Gilly. Inside their mother. Though Queen Marzanna had not taken any such potion, had she?

'I don't... don't know what to say, Gilly,' she stammered. 'We had to do something to help Rodmond. I had to help mother. She couldn't get it all by herself. It wouldn't fit in either of us... without help. You were there at the right time. Otherwise, it would have been mother and me. And like you said, you are his betrothed. If not last night, you would have been doing it with him some night soon anyway. Do you suppose it was... fruitful?' May couldn't help but crack a smile.

'Am I pregnant? Is that what you mean?' Gilly raised a hand to her mouth and laughed. 'Still the same awkward Maymon. I don't know. Too early to tell. Maybe? I wonder how mother is doing. I so wish to speak with her about... everything. Why... she could be pregnant too.'

'I've thought about that,' May said. 'Its extremely possible both of you are. I had to take a potion to prevent such outcomes with...' May caught herself.

'What!?' Gilly caught her instantly. 'With whom? Tell me at once, sister!'

Well, she was caught now. There was no sense denying it. 'Tustin,' May whispered.

'The old wizard? You... and him?' Gilly stared at her. 'Oh, my goodness, May! Why?'

May was beat red, and it wasn't from the water. 'For his magic, of course. Oh, come on, don't judge me so harshly. He lusted after me... and I've never had that kind of attention before!'

'I'm... so surprised, May. I had no idea. For how long?'

'Two years.'

'Two years! Since you... began your apprenticeship?'

'Basically, yes. It seemed like only a natural arrangement. He lusted after my youth... and I, his knowledge. He delivered on his end, what can I say?'

Gilly couldn't help but laugh. 'Oh, I bet he did. That old goat, the Redeemer rest his soul. I heard about his huge member. Was that... because of you?'

May nodded with that wicked smile of hers.

'Well done, sister. I mean, I doubt he was as big as Roddy...'

'Oh, not even close.'

Gilly smiled back at her. 'And what about your own potion, sister? when are you going to take it and face down Roddy's monster?' Gilly's face took on a snarling countenance and her hands formed claws, as if their brother were a great animal to contend with. Maybe he was.

Maymon giggled and splashed her sister playfully. 'I know, I know. I've been giving this some thought as well. I was ready to take the potion last night, of course. But then you showed up and made such a strong case for taking it yourself. Now I wonder if I'll ever get the chance.'

'It still looked plenty big this morning, didn't it? Even when it was soft.'

'Yes, I saw that!' May beamed. 'I guess its not going back to normal any time soon?'

'I have no idea. We'll have to keep a close eye on him' Gilly said with a wink.

'And you too...' May said in a husky voice, closing the distance between them in the water and moved to hold her sister's hips. They're foreheads touched and they locked eyes.

Soon they were silent, both breathing hard through their noses. May was feeling the heat of the pool and seeing the steam rise around up off their bodies. She felt her big tits press against her sisters and instantly felt a shock. So hot and electric, their pink nipples rubbing against one another just at water level.

'Mmhmm... Oh, what is happening to me?' Gilly said, softly rolling her head and gently rubbing May's cheek with her nose.

'Don't fight it,' Maymon said, and then she kissed her sister.

It was a slow, sensual embrace. But soon their tongues were exploring each other's mouth. Their hands caressing their bodies under the water. May was suddenly feeling every gentle slope and curve of her sister's immaculate body. The hot bath water only amplifying her eroticism.

So young and soft, Maymon thought, she is as perfect as she had been last night. She felt Gilly explore her as well, still lip locked, now holding May's big breasts, molding them in her palms, pushing them together, and feeling their weight against her tiny hands.

Now they were making out, young lovers moving across each other faces in the bath. Leaning against the edge of the marble bath. The two girls began to push themselves together, their arms wrapped around one another. Their groins pressed needfully together.

The embrace was momentarily broken by a series of smaller pecks Maymon would give her sister. She was moving around her face slowly and giving small little kisses to each spot. On her neck and below her ear. Her little button nose. Then she was back to Gilly's mouth, her tongue swirling around to meet the other.

Gilly held on to May but broke the kiss and leaned back to let out a deep moan. Pleasure washed over her. She allowed it to envelope her young body. She wanted this and her body seemed to reciprocate the feeling.

May took this chance to stare below at their breasts. Their combined cleavage pressed tightly together. May's tits were far larger and fuller than her sisters but the effect of them being pressed so tightly together into delicious globes of supple flesh couldn't be ignored. Hot fluid coated them, steam languidly rising from their chests. It was overwhelmingly erotic, and May thought she would swoon. She basked in her sister's sex and felt so happy that the two of them could come together like this.

'Ughhh... Oh, blessed Redeemer,' she heard Gilly groan, her head still tossed back. 'May... I want it.'

'So do I... yes, sister. Please... please make love to me.'

Gilly brought her head back to face May. Their lips bit at one another. 'Oh, yes! I love you! I love you with all my heart. I want you...' They locked lips once again. Their passion got the better of them.

Within seconds they were out of the water. Gilly was spread out on top of a long red towel and Maymon was between her legs. Their naked bodies dripping wet. May gorged on her sister's cunt. She had two fingers working her little pink pussy while she slowly licked Gilly's clitoris. Her skin was scalding hot, and May couldn't lick at it fast enough.

'Ughhh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck... yesss,' Gilly sighed, 'you're such a natural, sister!'

'Mmm, you're so delicious, Gilly,' May said between licks. 'It must be a Velcin thing. Mother tastes exquisite as well, believe me.

Gilly's mind swirled. Had May gone down on their mother earlier? But her sister's oral efforts soon broke her from her thoughts. 'Ohh, yesss...that's it! Ooo, easy, May. Nice and slow. I'm still so sensitive.'

May didn't have to be told twice. She adored her little sister's bald cunt, the gentle folds, the pronounced clit. She continued to slowly piston her fingers in and out while kissing all around her sex. Smelling her legs and reveling in the world between them. The incredibly soft flesh of her sisters partially visible butt, the warmth of her skin. May wanted to explore every inch of Gilly.

'Ohhh, yes! That feels incredible! Truly a gift to have those lips on me.' Gilly was getting there faster than she expected. Certainly, faster than it had ever taken Ser Blant. She wondered where he must be now. No, fuck him. She felt like she was completely over him, over the hurt his callous behavior had caused her last night. She hoped she hadn't said anything this morning. Maymon knew of course... but did her mother?

She couldn't remember now. All she knew at this moment was the need with which May's tongue was lapping at her with, her slim little fingers knowingly bringing her to ecstasy. Ser Blant had had no skill with his mouth, his fingers. Maymon knew exactly what she was doing to her. And after last night, Gilly deserved this kind of treatment.

'Oh yessss! Yes!' Gilly's shrill voice hissed, reaching down to touch May's short black hair. She vigorously took hold of it. 'Oh fuck... that's it, right there. Don't stop! That's the spot. You're taking me there, sister. Your mouth... Is bringing me... oh, Redeemer... to ecstasy. I can see it coming!'

And maybe Gilly really did see it. She felt strange. Not just from the impending orgasm. This sort of thing had happened last night too. Suddenly her vision went black. She saw something in the distance. Pleasure consumed her and showed her something.

Far off she could make out a tiny diorama. It was a scene of the throne room. Now it was getting bigger in the blackness. Approaching her vision more clearly. Oh, what ecstasy! She could still feel May working her cunt with her mouth. There was the royal Velcin family in their throne room. Rodmond seated on the throne. A king. She saw herself beside him, great with child, his queen.

Beside Gilly, Maymon, draped in the black garb of a sorcerous, also pregnant. Gilly kept looking, kept accepting what the vision was showing her. There was their mother as well. Stunningly full-figured and beautiful. Her enormous breasts balanced high on her chest. She was also with child!

They were all pregnant. Small children were running around the throne room. Yes... yes, he had bred them all. Multiple times. Gilly's mind swirled. Her cunt gushed. She came on her sister's face.

But the visions continued through her orgasm. She saw strength and prosperity return to the Velcin line. Many sons and daughters born of Rodmond's seed. All their incestuous efforts. Sons who grew into powerful men, huge cocks like their father, and then using them to take their still fertile mothers.

She saw Rodmond, aged now, but still in his prime, taking his own daughters. Breeding them. Gilly saw herself fucking their own son. She would soon carry their son's child. A vicious circle of incest. Their family tree becoming a great wheel.

And there was Maymon, Rodmond's sorcerous queen, ensuring their line continued with her magic. She was fucking her own son too... or was it, Marzanna's and Rodmond's son? They all looked the same.

'Oh ffffuck... Ughhhh... Not again! I'm cumming again!' Gilly cried; her sister's mouth melded against her squirting cunt. She pressed May's head tighter against her lips, felt the orgasm lash through her. The vision and the ecstasy were so clear to her. She saw the other kingdoms, welted and sickly, bow to Rodmond, swear to him and his family. He held something over them. A cure to the plague? Where they had failed, he would lead them.

Would the mixture potions within her lead to the next generation of Trevilan, and free them from this turmoil? Had she and her brother created some new hybrid last night from their coupling? Was it all just luck... or chance? All because of the two potions both Tustin and Maymon had made in haste? Because a horny old wizard wanted to fuck her sister? Because her sister was desperate to save their brother? It was all so serendipitous. Gilly wanted to cry. Cry out at the absurdity of all of it and yet all she could do was cum again.

Then she realized she had been holding May down this entire time. 'Oh, Sister! I'm so sorry! Ohhh, fuck yes, you're so good though. It must be...' Gilly finally gasped and released her hold on Maymon.

Maymon gasped for air and coughed, her face absolutely covered in Gilly's sticky cunt juice. 'Oh my, I suppose that was it,' May said, doing her best to catch her breath, finally free of her sister's lusty clutches. 'Was that... good for you?' she laughed.

Gilly sat up and immediately kissed her sister deeply. She tasted herself on May's lips, licked her face. 'Very enlightening, sister. You probably won't believe me, but I just had quite the vision. You brought me... to such ecstasy. I saw things! I know how this must sound! A possible future where... where Trevilan prospers. I think... I think we need to marry Rodmond.' Her words all came out too fast.

May shook her head, trying to understand what her sister was saying. 'Marry Rodmond? Yes, of course, you will... but no date has yet been set, I understand.'

'No, no, no... not just me, sister. Listen,' she slowed herself, counting it out with her fingers. 'All of us. You, me... and mommy too. We're all going to marry Rodmond... and we're all going to have his children.'

***

High Priestess Morrigan never would have guessed she'd start her day sucking her nephew's giant cock but here she was.

Both were naked on the long wooden table. Morrigan was squat between Rodmond's legs, and she had his big shaft gripped tightly with both hands. The woman was doing her best to suck on the fat cock head, but it was so much larger than what she was used to. Still, despite the challenge, she had to admit this was driving her wild.

Morrigan Velcin wasn't nearly as chaste as she let on, but her tastes were quite specific. At forty and in her official position, she knew what she liked and Rodmond was much older than she typically requested. Even still, when she had seen her nephew's cock, such a profoundly long and fat member on such a scrawny boy, she immediately felt the juices gather between her legs. She knew she had to sample the weapon which had so disarmed her sister and her nieces.

First, she had just wanted to see it. To know what such a big cock looked like. Things had certainly escalated from there. Once she'd held it in her hands, felt its power, she knew she needed more. And then her nephew had insisted on seeing her tits. Boys. And such dreadfully heavy things. Morrigan could never understand how Marzanna flaunted her big cannons so openly.

Morrigan regularly kept hers wrapped up under her robes. They did her no favours in her profession. Her attendant always had several layers of thick bandage tightened around the High Priestess' chest every morning to keep them well hidden. She always thought of them as a curse.

Rodmond seemed to enjoy them immensely.

Even now, while she blew him, she could see her boobs jiggle and roll on the table below her. Her tits were annoyingly big. Fat sacks of flesh that sat low on her chest and dominated the upper half of her body. She had developed them early in life but always kept them a secret. After joining the church and seeing how quickly her father had taken to Marzanna, who openly flaunted her curves at a young age, Morrigan did whatever she could to restrict her huge knockers.

She couldn't argue with the effect it had on her nephew, however. Morrigan saw how excited Rodmond was becoming while he had finally let her boobs loose. His cock went from a long fleshy pole swinging between his legs to a remarkably fat, rigid tool. It was a big reddish pink snake that slowly began lifting itself up to face her. The boy clearly loved big tits and the look of pure joy and surprise at finding her hiding such huge ones almost made her laugh.

'Why auntie, they're as big as mothers!' he exclaimed and immediately buried his face in them.

'Oh!' She exclaimed at his approach but then warmed to him when he lifted them up and began to kiss them affectionately. Morrigan would have normally shoved him off, but she was still too transfixed on his size. She felt it press against her legs, dangerously close to her precious cunt. The cock thing looked positively obscene, bobbing before her. A thing that size had no business on such a thin, lanky boy like her nephew.

He brought his face up out of her cleavage. 'I love them so much! Look at what it has done to me,' he beamed, and directed her eyes back to his throbbing dick. 'Mother says... when it gets big like this, I must have relief. It could be dangerous for me to get so hard... for too long.'

'Oh, I see. Yes, Rodmond. It is quite large, isn't it? And this was all done by the potion you drank?'

'Mmhmm,' he was back to kissing her tits. 'Will you help me, Aunt Morrigan?'

'Redeemer...'

One thing led to another and now she was bent over, sucking his giant cock. She knew he wanted to fuck her. Boys always wanted to fuck her. Curse this body, these big fat tits, she thought, and this huge ass. Yes, she could control the leers from the church through her holy raiment, but now her nephew had her naked and all to himself. She was completely vulnerable. She hated to think it, but it excited her terribly.

But there was no chance this big monster was going anywhere near her holy cunt, she thought. Her precious womb was for the Redeemer and the Redeemer only. She had made it forty years and besides the occasional oral relief, and a good fingering here or there, no cock had claimed this cunt. She meant to keep it that way. Besides, this ungodly thing would absolutely rip her apart. Imagine how badly it would fuck her brains out, slamming all twelve inches of hard man meat into her mature cunt. Hard and fast, giving it to her without mercy. Bringing her to several mind shattering orgasms. How had her sister taken it all? How had the girls?