Harem Scare-Him

Heading back down the hall, I soon arrived at the T-junction once again. The stairs leading to the attic had been folded up once again, with no visible way of getting them back down. I turned to my right and walked down the hallway that led back to the front entrance of the mansion. Reaching the landing in the entry hall, I carefully descended the staircase, holding the handrail and using my flashlight to illuminate the steps before me. I made it to the bottom without incident and then walked over to the left side of the hall, standing before a large set of double doors.

The doors were a few feet taller than me and wider than my arm span. Other than their size, the doors were fairly unremarkable in and of themselves. What did stand out, however, was the paper attached to the door, and the note written on it:

Don’t let your successes go to your head! You still have a long night ahead of you before your quest is complete. The room before you was once a repository for all manner of esoteric knowledge and dark secrets. Those who practiced the mystical arts would congregate here to delve deeper into their own perverse research. Today, the library lies empty...with one exception. Watch your back as you enter your next quarry’s lair, or she’ll get you, my pretty, and your little dog too!

Taking a deep breath, I reached for the door handle and slowly pushed it open. My footsteps echoed loudly as I stepped into the room beyond, the only noise I could detect. My flashlight did little to illuminate the room, due to its immense size. From what I could tell, the room took up almost half of this side of the mansion, its ceiling stretching two stories high. I moved further in, raising my light to see the tall, empty bookshelves that lined the walls. I was startled, but not surprised when the door slammed shut behind me. I didn’t even bother going back to check if it was locked.

I gulped and continued forward, walking deeper into the room. The library looked like it hadn’t been used in ages; the floor was covered in dust and scraps of paper, and the shelves contained nothing but a few cobwebs. My anticipation was growing rapidly, as I was expecting someone, or something, to pop out at me at any moment. I saw nothing, but soon, a soft noise reached my ears. I stopped and listened to it for a moment; it sounded like a bubbling noise, like something boiling on a stove.

Following the noise, I continued forward, and I soon found its source. My flashlight illuminated what I could only describe as a small laboratory at the back corner of the room. Several tables were scattered about, each covered with a variety of books, beakers, vials, strange-looking substances in jars, and a million other things I couldn’t identify. At the center of it all stood a large, black cauldron filled with a clear, bubbling liquid. I was so absorbed with my surroundings that I didn’t notice the movement behind my back.

All of a sudden, something slammed into the back of my legs and knocked me off my feet, my flashlight falling to the floor. I fell backwards into what I soon realized was a large, wooden chair. My arms and legs were seized by some unknown force and moved against my will, being placed against the armrests and the front legs of the chair, respectively. I tried to yank my arms and legs off of the wood to no avail. When I took a moment to stop and think of a way out, I noticed that my limbs were surrounded by a faint pinkish aura, one which I had seen several times before.

“There’s no point struggling,” said a voice from behind me. “My magic is far too powerful.” The voice sounded like that of a young woman, and was very familiar to boot. I tried to turn my head to look over my shoulder, but the same force that held my limbs grabbed my head and held it forward. I heard a smirk, then the sound of heeled shoes slowly walking towards me. “It’s been a while since I’ve gotten a new test subject to play with. I wonder if you’ll last longer than my old one did.”

“W-What are you gonna do to me?” I said.

I heard a chuckle, and felt a pair of small, feminine hands placed on my shoulders. “All in good time, my pretty,” the voice whispered in my ear. “All in good time.” I felt a tongue placed at the base of my neck, which slowly licked up to the spot behind my ear, making me shiver. “First...I think we could do with some light.”

Suddenly, the room was illuminated by a number of small, flickering lights. The various beakers and other apparatuses on the tables, which had been quiet and still up until then, all lit up and began bubbling. Each of the containers were filled with unknown, colorful fluids which glowed softly. The cauldron in the middle lit up as well, the liquid inside of it letting out a much more intense light than its smaller counterparts. Altogether, the lights were enough to make the lab visible, but not enough to make it seem any less eerie.

I heard footsteps again, and saw the owner of the voice step into view and stand in front of me. She was a young woman with lavender skin and dark purple hair that flowed down her back. She was dressed in a plain, black dress that hugged her body snugly, showing off her petite frame. The hemline went down to her knees, giving me an excellent look at her slender legs and the black high-heeled shoes on her dainty feet. Her sleeves stretched to her wrists, but were loose, flowing elegantly when she moved. The neckline dipped low, showing the tops of her small, perky breasts and a tiny bit of cleavage. Her hips and waist were both thin, giving her a lithe, youthful appearance. She wore a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and had a pointed, black hat on her head. A round, purple pendant hung from her neck, glowing with the same aura that surrounded my limbs.

“Twilight?” I said.

“Ah, I see my reputation precedes me,” she said, smiling wickedly at me. “Twilight Sparkle, Mistress of the Dark and Sorceress Supreme, at your service.” She dropped into a slight curtsey before me. “Although, it might be more appropriate to say that you are at my service.” A piece of parchment and a quill pen sitting on one of the tables suddenly levitated into the air, floating next to Twilight. “Before we get to that though, I need to examine my new test subject.”

“Let’s see...” she began, the quill scribbling on the parchment as she spoke. “Subject is human. Male. Most likely in its late teens.” She walked forward and grabbed my chin, gently pointing my head up towards her. “Subject is handsome. Very handsome.” Twilight sat down on my lap, straddling my legs and bringing her face within inches of mine. Her hands wandered over my body, massaging my chest, my arms, and my neck. “Subject appears healthy. Healthy and strong.”

Twilight gently gripped my head with her hands and leaned in. “Kissing ability...” she said, before pressing her lips against mine. She slid her tongue into my mouth and quickly found my own. I kissed her back, massaging her lips with my own and wrapping my tongue around hers. I caressed her firmly, but gently, showing her that I had both strength and finesse. After a long bout of sensual tongue-wrestling, she finally pulled back, breathing heavily and smiling. “More than adequate.”

One of her hands travelled down my body, reaching between my legs and caressing my stiff member through my pants. I let out a soft moan in response to her touch, and she chuckled softly. “Subject seemingly has no problems with receiving pleasure, but I wonder how good it is at giving it.” Twilight’s other hand moved to the neckline of her dress, slowly pulling it down and revealing her pert breasts and the tiny nipples at their centers. She sat up, putting her breasts at my eye level, and then moved one of her nipples towards my mouth.

Taking the hint, I opened my mouth and placed it around the nipple, sucking in to form a tight seal. I immediately got to work, licking the hard nub as if it were a lollipop. I traced circles around her areola, before focusing on the nipple itself. I slowly drew my tongue up and down across it, pressing down firmly, but gently. After every few licks, I would give her a few quick flicks with my tongue, just to shake things up. My touch soon had its effect, and Twilight was moaning softly. She wrapped her arms around my head and pressed herself against my face, smothering me with her soft flesh.

Eventually, she pulled back, adjusting herself and moving her other nipple to my mouth. I gave the second the same treatment as the first, not wanting to play favorites. After another minute or two of licking, sucking, and listening to her moans echo throughout the library, she finally pulled back, leaving both of us breathing heavily. Twilight looked down at me with a lustful gaze and licked her lips. “Oh, yeah...” she said, “you’ll do just fine.”

Twilight stood back up and turned, walking away and giving me a look at her tight, round butt. She took up a position behind the cauldron and grabbed a large stick from nearby. A number of items began to rise from the tables around us, slowly floating over to the cauldron and falling into the bubbling liquid inside. I saw things that looked like dried leaves, mushrooms, finely ground powders, pieces of animals, and other indescribable things make their way into the mixture. As the cauldron filled with the strange reagents, Twilight placed the stick into the liquid and began to stir it slowly. As she stirred, she stared down into the cauldron with a wicked gleam in her eye, and began to speak in a slow, chanting rhythm.

“Simmer, simmer, boiling brew;
Get done fast before we screw.
Stallion’s seed and juice of mare,
Nails of a starry bear,
Dragon scale and crystal switch,
Will give him strength to fuck this witch.”

As she finished chanting and the last of the ingredients threw themselves into the cauldron, the light emanating from it surged in intensity for a moment, becoming almost too bright to look at. As it died back down again, I saw that the light, and the liquid that was producing it, had changed in color to a brilliant blue. Twilight continued to stir until the light returned to its previous intensity, then smiled and withdrew her stirring stick. Levitating a small beaker over to her, she grasped it and dipped it into the bubbling blue liquid in the cauldron, filling it with what looked like about a mouthful’s worth. She lifted the beaker up to her eye level and swirled it, seemingly satisfied with what she saw. Her gaze then shifted to me, and a devious look came over her.

She lowered the beaker and slowly walked back over to me, keeping her eyes locked on mine. “Open wide,” she said in a playful tone as she stood over me.

“Woah, hang on a second!” I said. “What the heck is that stuff?”

“I’m glad you asked,” she said, a hint of pride in her voice. “This is a little concoction I’ve been working on in my spare time. I was originally trying to come up with something to treat high blood pressure, but I discovered that my formula has some much more...enjoyable effects. When ingested by a male subject, there is a 99.87% chance that said subject will experience a dramatic increase in strength, stamina...and virility.” Twilight leaned down close to me, putting her face right in front of mine. “I tried it on a pair of rabbits once; they ended up having over one-hundred children. I wonder how many we’ll have.”

Before I even knew what was happening, Twilight yanked my mouth open, poured the beaker’s contents into it, and forced my mouth closed again, causing me to swallow reflexively. I began to panic as I felt the fizzy liquid slide down my throat and into my stomach. I coughed a bit when Twilight released my mouth, trying to clear my tingly throat. Twilight stepped back and took up her quill again, watching me expectantly. It wasn’t long before I started to feel the effects of the potion.

The first thing I noticed was the sudden increase of the tightness of my pants, specifically around my zipper. Looking down, I realized that Twilight’s comment about virility might not have been an exaggeration. Next came a noticeable increase in my energy levels. Despite it being so late, and despite me having had a very exhausting night already, I suddenly felt like I could run a marathon, if only I wasn’t shackled to the chair. Speaking of the chair, I found that the wood had somehow weakened, and that I was now able to bend the armrests and legs slightly. I quickly realized that it had not been the chair that had grown weaker, but it had been me who had grown stronger.

Twilight watched me closely, muttering to herself and scribbling more notes. After a minute had passed and the effects seemed to have stabilized, Twilight set down her notes and walked back over to me. She glanced at the prominent bulge between my legs and smiled excitedly. “Well, it certainly seems like my formula was effective,” she said. “There’s only one thing left to do now: field testing.”

Twilight walked over to a large, sturdy, wooden table and quickly levitated its contents onto the others. The surface now clear, she laid down on her side on the table, her feet pointed towards me. “You’ve waited long enough,” she said, looking back at me. “So have I. Come show me what you’ve got.” With one hand, she lifted one of her legs high into the air; with the other, she lifted up the bottom of her dress, revealing that she was wearing nothing underneath.

I was on her less than three seconds after the magical bonds holding me in the chair were released. I stood, crossed the short distance between us, and buried my face in her smooth, puffy pussy. I moved like a man possessed, licking and slurping up the juices leaking out of her like they were a sweet nectar. Twilight immediately erupted into a stream of moans and pleasured exclamations, closing her eyes and biting her lips. As my mouth tended to her, my hands tended to my pants, which soon fell around my ankles.

As soon as my aching member was free, I stood, Twilight’s leg resting on my shoulder. The potion coursing through me left me in no mood to wait, no mood to take things slowly. It took me only a second to align my tip with her slick entrance; it was much less than a second before I thrust my hips forward, pushing myself deep inside of her. She wailed loudly as I buried inch after inch inside of her, her tight walls doing little to impede my progress. Before long, the entirety of my length had been forced inside of her, and I felt my tip lightly touch her cervix.

I paused only a moment to let her catch her breath and get used to the feeling of being filled, then started moving my hips again. I slowly drew myself back out of her, then thrust all the way back in at once, eliciting a loud squeal from her. I quickly increased the speed of my thrusting, and soon out hips were colliding at a rapid frequency. Once I got into my groove, I allowed one of my hands to wander to her butt, and the other to go to her breasts. I roughly massaged her tight, round cheeks while grabbing her breasts and playing with her nipples. A chorus of moans, squeaks, whimpers, and other arousing noises flowed from Twilight’s mouth.

After a few minutes of intense thrusting, Twilight looked up at me with a desperate, hungry look in her eye. Keeping her leg on my shoulder, I leaned down closer to her. She pushed herself up on one arm, rising up to meet me. We grabbed each other’s faces and pulled each other together into a deep, passionate kiss. Our lips and tongues moved energetically, both of us struggling for dominance. Perhaps it was due to my enhanced strength that I was able to come out on top, pinning her tongue down and having my way with it, while she moaned into my mouth. When I had given her mouth a thorough tongue-fucking, I pulled back, a trail of saliva connecting our tongues.

I grabbed her thighs roughly and slammed into her at maximum speed, quickly sending us both to the edge, and then pushing us over. I hilted inside of her with one last, mighty thrust, and I began unloading my seed right at the entrance to her womb. Her walls clamped down around me, squeezing me tightly and milking me dry. Our screams echoed throughout the large, empty room, filling our ears with the amplified sounds of our own lust. I reached deep into my reserves, pumping everything I had into her, until my will snapped and my aching muscles finally gave out.

I let her leg fall back to the table and collapsed forward, sprawling out on top of her limp body. We laid there for a minute, enjoying the afterglow while our bodies and minds recovered. The extra strength and energy I had felt flowing through me faded, leaving me feeling as weak and tired as I would have normally felt after such physical exertion. As my blood started to rush back to my brain, I realized that I probably shouldn’t have let the potion run away with me as much as it did. “Sorry,” I said, looking at Twilight. “I...didn’t mean to be that rough.”

Twilight chuckled and smiled weakly at me. “Are you kidding?” she said. “I wish you were like that all the time.”

“What did you put in that potion anyway?” I said.

“Potion?” she said, an amused look on her face. “That was just soda water and food dye. Everything else was all you.”

“But...how did...?” I said.

“Placebo effect,” she said matter-of-factly. “You just imagined you magically got stronger, when in reality, you had it in you all along.”

I chuckled in disbelief. “Wow,” I said. “I guess I don’t know my own strength.”

Realizing that I was still buried inside of her, I pushed myself back onto my feet and slowly extracted myself, a soft moan escaping her lips when my head popped out. As my seed began to leak out from between her lips, she reached down and wiped it up, bringing it up to her mouth and licking it up. Noticing that there was more of the substance smeared on my member, Twilight got off of the table and knelt down in front of me, licking up every drop she could find. When she had swallowed down the last of our juices, she gently kissed my tip and helped my pull my pants back up. While I re-buttoned my pants, Twilight rose to her feet and straightened her dress.

We embraced and shared one last passionate kiss before I had to leave. “I guess I gotta go now,” I said.

“Don’t worry,” she said, giving me a reassuring smile, “you’ll see me again soon. But right now, you have some business to attend to at the pool.”

“This place has a pool?” I said.

“That’s what I said,” she said. She nodded towards the far wall behind me. “Head through the door over there and go down the hall to your right all the way to the end. You can’t miss it.” I repeated her instructions in my head several times to ensure I wouldn’t forget them.

“I guess this is goodbye then,” I said.

“Just goodbye for now,” she said, smiling at me and caressing my cheek. “See you, big boy.”

“Bye, Twilight,” I said, smiling back at her.

I begrudgingly tore myself away from the nerdy witch and began walking towards the pool. On my way out, I picked up my flashlight from where it had fallen, using it to light my way through the gloom. After a short while, I reached the doors at the far end, which looked the same as those I had come into the room through. I reached for the handle and pushed the door open, stepping out of the library and into the hallway. I gently closed the door behind me, readying myself for my next task.