The weather, as was commonplace in the Great Forest, proved once again that no one could ever hope to stand against its awesome might. Willow and I had been travelling together for another three days before the mother of all storms came out of nowhere and slammed into us like a personification of nature’s fury. Howling winds and driving rain pounded against us as we struggled to find shelter. The near pitch-black gloom and the blinding rain made navigation nearly impossible, reducing both of us down to near helplessness as the power of the storm rendered our senses near to useless. Lightning flashed and thunder battled with the wind in an attempt to make both of us deaf from the constant roar. My scales shivered as the freezing water soaked us both to the bone, my cold-blooded half struggling to continue moving as we moved from tree to tree, having been forced to climb into the canopy to avoid the racing river water that had swept across the ground below.

Willow shouted something as she clung to my back with all four hooves, her voice drowned out by the ever-present wind and the crashing thunder around us. She had her forelegs wrapped around my neck in an effort to stay attached to me, her hind legs secured around the divide between my pony half and my tail as she shivered against my spine. I knew we weren’t going to get out of this storm alive if we didn’t find shelter soon, and it was with that determination that I pushed us onward, following the scattered glimpses of a cliffside that appeared over the treetops during the blinding flashes of the lightning. My hope was that there would be a cave in the rocky formation that we could use for shelter, as long as the floodwaters below hadn’t washed away any chances of staying warm.

With my strength waning and my head swimming with fatigue, I finally spotted the grey stone at the edge of the forest, sticking out of the surrounding foliage like a wall standing against the storm’s might. Willow wasn’t even trying to stay awake, and I had to grab her with my sluggish tail as she slipped into unconsciousness and started to fall from my back. I cradled her in my hooves as I tried to shelter her from the worst of the wind, but with the driving rain and the echoing lightning barreling down around us from all sides, it was a futile effort. Mustering up the last of my strength, I pushed through the branches of one final tree, spotting a dark opening in the rock several hooves above the forest floor. Luckily, the pounding floodwaters hadn’t reached the cave, so the inside seemed to be relatively dry, although with the complete lack of light I was unable to tell if the cave was occupied or not.

Glancing down at Willow’s still form, I made my decision. Either we risked entering the cave, or else both of us were going to freeze to death out here. I forced my frozen body to move one last time and crossed the gap between the trees and the cliff with difficulty. I only barely managed to get my tail secured to the rock before my tail slipped from the branches behind me, causing a mighty splash as the end landed in the water below. I yelped as the rushing river tried to drag me and Willow from our lofty perch, but I grit my teeth and managed to get my tail up and out of the water, slowly but surely brining its long length into the cave as I carried Willow further into the gloom. There wasn’t much room inside the cave, and I was thankful it was indeed empty as my eyes made out the far side barely half my length beyond the opening.

I carried Willow into the furthest section of the cave and curled up with her against my chest as my tail wrapped up both up for what little warmth it could provide. Willow’s eyes were closed as she slowly curled up against me, her shivers shaking her whole body as water ran off of our forms in small rivulets. I closed my own eyes and tried not to think too much about the thundering storm that had almost killed me and my companion, and simply let my mind wander as the darkness of sleep overcame me. I prayed that the weather would let up soon, or else we wouldn’t be going anywhere for the foreseeable future.

I didn’t know how long I was out for, but when I awoke the storm outside was still going strong, although at least the worst of the thunder and lightning had passed. Willow was no longer shivering, and I could feel her body heat slowly seeping into my own as she pressed her chest against my belly. I couldn’t help the small smile that graced my lips as she let out a content murmur, although as I glanced out at the driving rain, I could tell we weren’t going to be leaving this little cave for a while longer. Storms this bad were few and far between, but when they did happen it usually took several days for them to subside.

I turned my attention back to Willow as she began to shift about in my grip, and she let out a huge yawn a she slowly forced her eyes open. “Ugh, what happened? Did I get hit by a falling branch or something?”

Willow’s language lessons had been like pulling teeth at the beginning, but now you could barely tell she hadn’t been able to speak a complete sentence unless she got really ticked and fell back into her normal way of talking. She would never admit it, but I could tell she actually enjoyed talking with me and teaching her how to communicate better had been the most logical step to achieve that. Still, it didn’t help when it came to her rather sarcastic sense of humor, which she had used to drive me up a wall several times since we had started travelling together.

“No,” I replied, “you passed out from the cold and we nearly froze finding this cave.” I indicated the stone walls around us as Willow’s eyes travelled around the small space, “It’s not much but at least it got us out of the rain.”

She growled in the back of her throat, although the look she was leveling against my coils seemed to be aimed more at herself than me, “And here I thought I was some big tough Timberwolf,” she snorted in contempt, “shows how much I knew.” She seemed to realize what kind of a position we were in, and looked up at me with a slight blush on her cheeks, “Um, would you mind letting me out? I can’t feel my hind legs.”

I nodded, uncoiling us both as she slipped from my grip and landed on her side against the floor. She pushed herself into a seated position but almost fell on her face when she tried to stand up completely. I steadied her with my tail and she flashed me a quick smile of thanks, struggling for a bit longer before giving up. She flopped onto her stomach and glanced at me with a pleading look, to which I replied by lifting her up with my tail and brining her back into the pile of coils that lay beneath me. I set her down on her back and she nodded as she shifted around a bit, getting comfortable as she glanced out at the still driving rain.

“Doesn’t look like it’s going to let up anytime soon.” She muttered as she turned her gaze back to me, “What do you think we should do until the storm breaks?”

I tapped my chin with a hoof as I tried to think of something we could do with the little space we had, and I realized that there were a lot of questions that I had been wanting to ask my companion ever since we had met. We had been so busy with Willow’s language lessons that I had completely forgotten about them until now, and with no other options I figured now was as good a time as any to get the answers I sought.

“Hey Willow,” she glanced up at me with a curious expression, “would you mind answering some questions? I have some things I would like to learn about you if you don’t mind me asking.”

She shrugged, “I guess, if you don’t mind me returning the favor. There are some questions I have for you, so we can take turns if you like.”

I nodded, “That sounds fine.” I paused for a moment, trying to sort through the long list of questions in my mind. Yet the first one that popped into my head seemed to be the most interesting by far. “So, I know you’re some kind of hybrid between a Timberwolf and a pony, but how exactly did that come about? I’ve never heard of a Timberwolf doing anything except eat other creatures.”

Willow’s face fell as she looked down at her hooves, and I could see the pain in her eyes as her voice dropped to a whisper, “It’s not a very happy story. But I can see why you would ask that.” She sucked in a deep breath before letting it out in a rush, “I will say this, my origins are not something that I would ever wish repeated, given the rather dark method that went into it.”

Now she really had my attention, “Well don’t just leave me hanging. Please,” I settled down on top of my tail as I crossed my hooves over one another, “tell me.”

Willow let out another sigh before turning her gaze to the cave ceiling, her eyes taking on a faraway light as she saw things I could not, “It started out like a story you would hear being told as a joke. My mother was with another pony out in the forest with the intent of mating with him. She was in season and they were most likely out and away from the other ponies so that she wouldn’t tempt other males. She teased him and they played a bit before they got down to it, although neither of them knew that they were being watched.”

I felt a cold shiver run up my spine as Willow told her tale, “What was watching them?”

Willow’s gaze took on a darker light as she continued, “A Timberwolf had been stalking the pair for the majority of the time they had been inside the woods, although it knew better than to attack while they were alert. For this was no ordinary Timberwolf. He was the alpha, strong and wise and more cunning than the rest of his pack put together. He waited until both of the ponies were in the same place, stalking them and waiting for the perfect time to pounce. Then, something changed. The ponies began to mate, right there in front of him, and something inside the alpha seemed to ignite like a mighty fire. Without thinking, he charged out of the forest, the ponies too occupied to even notice him as he reared up and swallowed the front half of the male in one mighty gulp. The female didn’t even know what was going on until the alpha pulled her mate off of her and swallowed the rest of him, his cries of fear becoming muffled as he slipped into his stomach. The female was so stunned by the sight she had seen, she did nothing to stop the alpha as he took the male’s place, his own mighty member replacing the pathetic stallion’s as he pinned the female to the ground with a paw.”

My eyes widened in shock as Willow’s story unfolded, and I felt a surge of revulsion in my stomachs at the very idea of what that Timberwolf had done to those two ponies. Yet Willow continued as if she hadn’t noticed my reaction, her mind lost in the story as she stared at the stone above us.

“The mighty alpha did everything he could to use the pathetic pony for his own enjoyment, completely certain of her place as his meal once he got what he wanted out of her. They went at it for hours, the female barely able to move both from the pleasure, shock and the strength of the alpha keeping her still. Once the alpha finish with his enjoyment of the female, he let her fall to the forest floor, spent and completely at his mercy. Yet, just as he was about to kill her and finish his meal, he was attacked by several other ponies, all covered in gold and wielding weapons of magic and metal. The alpha was driven off, and the female was taken back to her own kind, but not before something happened that would change her life forever. Inside her body, the seed of the alpha had taken root, and would slowly grow into a pup with the heritage of both species.” Willow paused to take a breath before speaking again, her voice speeding up slightly like she wanted the story to end as quickly as possible. “For many months the alpha knew nothing of the female or the rest of her kind, but one fateful night, as the moon was shining down on the Great Forest, the alpha heard something on the wind. He and his pack followed the small cries up to the edge of the forest, expecting to find something easy to kill and to devour. Yet as they came upon the source of the pathetic cries, the alpha noticed something strange about the small bundle of fur and noise. It was a scent, one he was quite familiar with, and it was mixed with his own in a confusing cocktail that seemed to come from the small form before him. He ventured closer, only to find a creature that he had never seen before. Covered in the fur of a pony, but with the wooden hide, claws and fangs of a Timberwolf, was a pup. The alpha recognized the pup as his own and took it back to the pack’s hunting grounds, raising it as his own along with the rest of the pack as the little pup grew into an adult.”

Willow let her voice fall silent as she finished her tale, and I finished the unspoken final line as she slumped against my coils, “Yet the pack never recognized her as a true Timberwolf, always believing her to be weak and helpless unless she could prove herself as a worthy hunter.” I felt her body shaking as tears ran down her face, and I shifted her until she rested against my pony half, my hooves wrapping around her as she sobbed into my shoulder.

I held her like that for I don’t know how long, but by the time she settled down, the darkness of the storm outside had grown even deeper, suggesting that night had fallen beyond the depressing rain and wind.

Willow sniffed as she pulled back from my chest, her eyes red and her nose runny as she looked up at me, “Thank you. I know it isn’t a happy story, but I thought at least someone besides the pack should know it, just so that way I’m not alone with my pain.”

I ran a hoof through her mane and smiled softly as she leaned in and nuzzled against my neck, “I won’t hold it against you, Willow, not when your only crime is existing in a world that doesn’t understand your pain. I won’t ask you any more questions and I won’t tell anyone about your past. You have my word that I will keep your origins a secret for as long as I live.”

She pulled back and looked up at me with a faint smile, “Thank you, Sapphire. You don’t know how much it means to me to hear you say that.” She blushed slightly and averted her gaze, her voice shaking slightly as she spoke, “C-Could I, um, give you a lick?” She must have seen my reaction because she immediately continued in a rush, “I-I know it’s not something you’re very comfortable with, but I was raised to show affection in that way and it’s what feels right after you showed so much care for me these last few days.” She averted her eyes once again, her cheeks having turned a bright red as her ears folded against her head, “I-I understand if you don’t want too, just forget I ever said anything.”

It took me a few seconds to think her words through, but as I did I realized that it didn’t really matter what I thought about the act, Willow wanted to show me how much she cared for me and to do so she wanted to share a bit of her culture with me. Who was I do deny her that, especially if it was something so simple?”

I used a hoof to turn her head to face me again, her ears jerking upright as I nodded, “Alright, Willow, I’ll allow it, just don’t expect me to let you do anything like that on a normal basis. I want to avoid getting spit all over my fur unless it’s important.”

Her eyes lit up and her muzzle split into a grin as she replied, “Really? You wouldn’t mind?”

I nodded again, and she surprised me by moving forward and giving me a long lick up the side of my neck, her broad tongue sending shivers up my spine as it ran over my fur and up to my ear. I couldn’t hold in the small yelp of surprise as her tongue flicked over my ear and a shot of pure pleasure rippled through my body, although it was quickly lost as Willow made another long lick up and under my chin. Willow either didn’t hear me or didn’t care, because she continued to lick along my jawline and over my face as she pulled me into her with her forehooves, and I closed my eyes as her tongue passed over my cheeks and then between my ears.

I found myself strangely enjoying what the hybrid was doing to me, and I leaned into her attention as I struggled to figure out what was going through my mind. This wasn’t something I had ever thought about doing with another female, especially one that wasn’t my mate, but I couldn’t deny the fact that the attention was strangely relaxing as her tongue worked me over from the shoulders up. It wasn’t meant to be arousing or anything like that, just a sign of companionship and devotion that spoke of how much Willow cared for me. I let out a sigh as I wrapped my own hooves around Willow’s barrel, leaning down and opening my mouth before carefully running my own tongue over the fur that covered the side of Willow’s neck. She paused for a moment in her actions to hum in contentment, before continuing her attention to me as I returned her affection with my own actions. Slowly, Willow moved her tongue down my body and forced me to curl around behind her as she licked the fur of my chest and then moved down to the scales of my upper tail, leaving me to lick over her haunches and along her spine as I worked around the patches of bark that protected sections of her body.

We spent several hours grooming each other with our tongues as Willow slowly worked her way from my head to the tip of my tail, leaving me to work over the parts of her body that weren’t covered in tree bark. She tasted like sweet tree sap and something earthy as I tried to keep from drooling all over her fur, and I had to keep my tail from jerking every so often as Willow’s actions sent shivers up and down my spine. Finally, Willow sent a long lick over the tip of my tail, and I reached up to lick over her ears as she curled up and rested her chest against my own. Her eyes bore into mine and for a moment I thought she was going to say something, but quickly averted her gaze from mine.

I smiled as she fidgeted and kept opening her mouth before closing it once again, “Would you like to ask a question now?”

She seemed to jump at the change of topic and swiftly nodded, “Umm, yeah, I think that would be fine.” She closed her eyes and thought for a moment before opening them again, “Is there anything unique your kind does when you hunt? I would think being a big snake would allow you to attack your prey in ways that Timberwolves would never be able to.”

I smiled at the rather innocent question, “Well, we can crush our prey with our tails and use our climbing skills to attack from the trees if the prey is in or near a large enough tree. But we don’t usually kill our prey when we hunt.”

Willow’s head tilted to one side in an adorable way as her ears folded in confusion, “Then how do you eat your prey if it’s still able to fight back? Wouldn’t you risk getting hurt if the prey isn’t dead?”

I nodded, “Normally it would be, but lamia have a special power that allows us to hunt without needing to kill our prey. We have a magical ability that makes it so our prey is almost willing to be eaten, so there’s no risk to us when we swallow them whole.”

Willow’s eyes narrowed as she stared me down, “You’re lying. There’s no way you could make a creature a willing meal.”
My smile became a smirk as I leaned closer, “Would you like me to prove it?”

Her gaze remained locked with mine as she nodded, “Yes, prove to me that you can make prey a willing meal without having to kill them.”

All too easy. “Alright then, just keep looking into my eyes, and you’ll see what I mean.” I felt my eyes start to tingle as the hypnotic rings began to flow from their centers, my pupils shrinking to nothing as I began to weave my spell.

“Well I’m certain you won’t….be….able….to….” Willow’s voice slowed to a standstill as her eyes widened in awe, “Wow…..So……p-pretty……”

My instincts began to take over as I rolled us over, placing my body above hers as her eyes remained locked with mine. I swayed back and forth, Willow’s head following my own as her pupils began to shrink, singular rings of color sprouting from her eyes as my tail began to wind up her body.

“Yesssss.” I hissed as I jerked Willow’s head around with my gaze, “Watch the pretty colorssssss. Feel your mind slowly washing away. You don’t want to look away, you like watching the colors.”

“I-I l-like w-w-watching the c-colors.” Willow echoed, her pupils shrinking to nothing as her eyes were taken over by the rings of pink, red and purple.

My tail had coiled up her body to the base of her hind legs, and I felt a surge of excitement at the idea of hypnotizing my first sapient creature. For one thing, Willow was putting up much more of a fight, little as it was, compared to the normal prey I used my ability on. It was kind of a thrill to see her slowly slip under my spell and it made me feel a rush of power as she followed along with my movements.

I smiled as my tail began to lift Willow’s body off of my tail as the thickness of the coils began to increase, her body struggling to stay close to my eyes as her mouth hung open. “You feel good when you look into my eyes.” I spoke in a soft but commanding voice, “You want to fall under my spell and do anything I say.”

“Anything you say.” Willow droned as the spirals in her eyes began to pick up speed. I could tell she was nearing complete submission, and I smiled with glee as her mouth twitched at the corners in the beginnings of a smile.

Yet something changed as my tail reached her shoulders. Willow’s jaw clenched as her eyes twitched, her voice gaining some of its normal tone as she tried to turn her head away, “N-No….I-I’m…n-not….p-p-prey…..I-I….am….a…..h-hunter….”

My smile grew as Willow struggled to turn her head away from my eyes, her jaw clenching as she batted against my magic and managed to close her right eye. With the power of my gaze reduced by half, she was able to close the other one with less difficulty and turned her head to one side as she growled in her throat. “You won’t make me into a meal. I’ve come too far to be tricked into falling for your magic.”

I leaned in and ran my tongue along the edge of her right ear, feeling her shiver in my coils as my tail rounded her neck and then looped around her forehead. “Oh, but you aren’t some silly little bit of meat I can eat and forget. You’re much more than that.” I kept my spell going as I used my tail to turn Willow’s face back towards me, “You are my friend and my companion. I would never do something like that. Besides,” I teased her with another lick along her left ear as I whispered into it, “doesn’t it feel good to look into my eyes, to feel your mind melting away and to let all your worries go?”

Willow nodded slightly, her voice growing uncertain as she spoke in a near whisper, “You promise you won’t hurt me?”

I pulled back so I was facing her once gain as I smiled, “You don’t have anything to fear from me, Willow. After I spared your life, you became something I haven’t had in a long time. You became my friend, Willow, and I would never hurt you in any way because of how much you care for me, and I you. Now, after saying all that, I have a small question for you.” I leaned in and whispered my final words into her ear once again, “Do you trust me?”

Willow took a moment to think about that, her silence causing me to worry for a moment before she nodded, “I-I trust you, Sapphire. J-Just please, promise me it won’t hurt.”

I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped my lips, “Oh it will be far from painful, Willow. You might actually enjoy it once you let go completely.”

With that final remark, Willow slowly opened her eyes. Her pupils had returned as the spell began to wear off, but as her gaze locked with mine they quickly shrank as my spell overpowered her weak resistance. The rings came back full speed as her jaw dropped open, her lips curling into a smile as I slowly swayed back and forth. Willows body grew limp in my coils, and I had to support her neck as her head began to loll around, trying desperately to keep watching the spirals in my own eyes as her mind slipped away. Then, all at once, I saw her mind slip into submission completely, her mouth hanging open in a wide smile as a line of drool ran down her chin. The rings in her eyes were moving at a dizzying speed, and I allowed my eyes to return to normal as I inspected Willow.

I pulled back and sat up straight as I lifted Willow in her cocoon, feeling her completely relax as her weight was supported by my coils. She stared straight ahead with a blank smile on her lips, her eyes spiraling away as she hung in my grip. Feeling like a reward for her bravery was in order, I used my tail to massage her entire body from hooves to neck, rippling my coils in a complex pattern as Willow let out a breathy moan. Her smile grew ever bigger, and she let out a shaky breath as my tail pressed the air from her lungs and then loosened.

“Are you enjoying yourself, Willow?” I asked, although I was caught by complete surprise when she nodded and replied in a blissful tone.

“Yes. I am, Mistress.” I jerked back slightly at her admission, but quickly recovered as she let out another soft moan.

“Do you like it when I massage you with my tail?” I wondered if she would use the title again, even if I didn’t request it.

“Oh yes, Mistress, I love your tail. It makes me feel so good.” Willow’s voice was almost dripping with joy, and I could smell a sweet scent coming from her as my tail continued its ministrations. I couldn’t figure out what it was at first, but then I felt a bit of moisture run over my tail right between Willow’s hind legs, and I jerk back in shock as the timberpony began to buck against the coil that was rubbing against her hips.

Faster than I could think, I dropped the hybrid from my coils and slapped her across the cheek with one of my hooves. Her head lolled to one side and she blinked sever times as the rings faded from her eyes. Her pupils returned slowly as she held a hoof against her cheek, as if she couldn’t tell why her face was hurting. Then, as she turned her head to look up at my mortified expression, her own eyes widened in shock and she curled her tail up and over her belly in an attempt to hide her soaked crotch.

“W-What was that?!” She nearly yelled, “I know you said your magic would make prey willing to be eaten, but you never said anything about making them want to mate!”

I tried and failed to keep my own shock out of my voice as I tried to calm both of us down, “I had no idea it would have that kind of effect on you! I never intended to make you feel like that in any way, shape or form! All I wanted to do was give you a reward for your bravery and then things just spun out of control!”

“Well great,” she sniped back with sarcastic flare, “you gave me a reward and now I’m horny as all get out with nothing to show for it! Why couldn’t you at least let me get off before you broke me out of your spell?”

“Because I didn’t want to take advantage of you!” I retorted, much to her surprise, “I would never do something like that without your consent, never mind while under my hypnosis. You weren’t in your right mind, let alone able to give permission for that kind of thing.” I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm myself, “Look, I’m sorry I got you all heated up and left you hanging, but I swear to you I never intended for things to get that far. I only wanted to show you my hypnosis and then give you a massage for allowing me to do so despite your reservations.” I pulled my tail away from Willow as she slowly got her hooves under her body and sat up straight, her tail still tucked between her hind legs as she met my gaze. “I’m really sorry for doing that to you, even though it was unintentional. Can you forgive me?”

Willow growled under her breath for a moment, her gaze turning to one side as she shifted her hips against her tail. The sweet scent of her arousal was still thick in the air, and I realized that she was really getting heated from the combination of my hypnosis and massage before I snapped her out of it.

“Fine,” she growled, “I’ll accept your apology, but don’t think I’m not going to get back at you in some way for leaving me high and dry after making me feel so good.” She blushed deep red as she realized what she had just uttered and turned her back to me as she muttered under her breath about my ‘stupid hypnosis making her say stupid things’.

Feeling a twinge of guilt in my heart for making my friend so uncomfortable, I realized that, like it or not, I had caused her a great discomfort by cutting her off like that, and by doing so had pushed us apart from the previously tender moment we had shared. I straightened my back and forced my nerves to the back of my mind, my resolve firm as I moved over to Willow and draped my hooves over her shoulders as I ran my tongue up the edge of her left ear.

Willow yipped in shock and spun her head around to look at me, her eyes wide with shock, “What are you doing?”

“You’re mad at me for leaving you hanging,” I replied, licking along her neck between words as I leveled my gaze with hers, “I’m try to make you feel better so that way we can move past it.”

I felt a shiver run up Willow’s spine as her eyes lidded and she leaned into my firm licks, her lips parting in a soft moan as the scent of her arousal grew stronger, “W-What are you planning on doing?” There was a hint of hope in her voice, and I smiled as I moved my tail up and around her body, pulling her into me as I continued to lick along her jawline and throat.

“I may be saving myself for my mate,” I paused just long enough to make her whimper in need, her tail falling flat as my tail began to wrap around her body once again, “but that doesn’t mean I can’t help you when you need me. After all, it was my mistake that made you like this in the first place.”

Willow let out a longer and louder moan as my tail rounded her barrel for the third time, effectively trapping her forelegs against her sides. “P-Please,” she begged, “don’t tease me. I can’t stand it any longer.”

I nodded, although she couldn’t see me with her eyes closed in bliss, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as I moved my upper body around in front of her. “Then open your eyes. I plan on making you scream by the time I get through with you.”

Willow nodded, struggling to open her eyes as my tail rounded her shoulders. They barely had time to focus on my face before I pumped her gaze full of my hypnosis, her distracted mind quickly falling prey as her pupils shrank and the rings erupted from her eyes. In mere seconds her lips curling into a wide smile and her body fell limp, her mind completely broken as she lay still in my coils. I lifted her up and moved my tail between her hind legs, then rotated her until her entire body was wrapped in a tight cocoon of muscle and scales. The section of tail that was between her legs was pressed upwards by the rings below it, causing it to rub against her soaked snatch as she rolled her head back and moaned to the ceiling.

I moved forward and leaned in close to her, my spell no longer needed as I whispered into her ear, “What do you want me to do, Willow?”

Her voice was breathless as she weakly bucked her hips against the coil between her legs, “Make me feel good, Mistress. Make me cum for you.”

I smiled again, feeling that familiar rush of power as Willow tried to please herself, “Then I will make you feel amazing, my dear companion. Just let Mistress Sapphire take care of you and let all your worries wash away.”

Author's Note

Well that went somewhere faster than I planned. Oh well, at least there's no doubt where the next chapter is going to go, although you all should know by now that I don't put the smut in the regular storyline for the sake of those who don't want to read it. The next chapter will be purely clop and will not have any relevance on the plot of the story at all, so if you want to wait until the next update to see what our heroes are up to next, then feel free to skip it. Other than that, I look forward to hearing from all of you in the towel section below.

See you all next chapter,
Shadow Quill, Messenger of the Moon.