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“Yes, I’m sure I don’t want to go” the man sighed over the phone. “Look all I’m saying is that it’s been a while. It wouldn’t kill you to come for a bit and mingle the whole coven is going. It’s Halloween for Pete’s sake at least come for the divination.” The young witch begged her friend on the other end.
The young man was tired of the back and forth. This had been going on for days at this point. “Marsha I know you’re just trying to help but I just don’t feel like getting out there yet and don’t pretend you aren’t trying to set me up with another warlock.” “Well excuse me for trying to find my friend a date” her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Plus this is also for my well-being too! Hearing you whine about being single is getting old!”
The green-skinned man hung his head. He hated to admit it but he knew she was right. It is almost a year since he broke up with his ex after catching him cheating. After turning said ex into a toad and feeding him to his pet snake the warlock descended into a deep depression. The emotional damage was still evident to this day.
“Look I’m sorry for complaining so much lately and I appreciate you being there for me but I swear I will go on a date sometime this month. Even if it is just a casual hookup.”
“I guess beggars can’t be choosers.” Somehow he could literally hear the eye-roll in her voice. “You could actually do that tonight as well now that I think about it. That orc from the herbs stall at the bazaar is going to the bonfire tonight and he asked if you’d be there.”
“That meathead? Pass!” The orc in question was as vain as they come. True Allister did admire his muscular physique and may fantasize occasionally about the larger man pinning him down to the bed in a headlock while he fucked the warlock’s brains out but the attitude was a hard turn off.
“Why is it always something with you?! There is always an excuse!” She was full-on shouting over the phone at this point. “That lagoon guy from a few months back is a perfect example.”
“Hey! I had my reasons you know water and me don’t mix!”
“Allister there are potions for that! You take them so the guy doesn’t wicked witch your green ass when you fuck in the water or however those fish people do it.”
“Can we just change the topic please?”
“Fine whatever” “what are your plans tonight then?”
“Getting everything ready for the ritual I told you about.”
“Allister…you are refusing to go and do magic with the coven this evening so you can do the very same thing by yourself?!”
“Yep”
“For Hecate’s sake you are unbelievable” she scoffs.
“But you love me,” he said in a sing-song tone
“Against my better judgment”
The man chuckled at her remark. Despite the bickering, he knew she was just trying to give him the push he needed. “Look ill talk to you later I gotta get some ingredients from the store before the sun sets. Go have fun tonight. I’ll be fine Marsha really”
“I would have more fun if I was going with my friend but I guess I will have to make due. Call me tomorrow to fill me in on how it all went.”
“Sure ill call you take care. Bye”
“Bye”
In truth, Allister didn’t need to go to the store. He just wanted to get that conversation to end. The last thing he needs right now is a reminder of how bad his love life is. But he had to admit that he needed to get himself together to eventually start dating. He didn’t want to end up some old hermit with a dozen black cats.
At least his friend didn’t know the whole story with the sea creature guy otherwise she would be relentless in her attempts to get him a date. The guy made first contact with the heartbroken warlock. They had very good chemistry and he was even a really sweet guy, handsome as well the scally-muscled man was the star of many of his nightly fantasies. They even started swapping nudes, and the odd mirror selfies here and there. On a particular heated night, they had phone sex which the warlock really enjoyed. Everything was going smoothly.
That is until the guy asked the warlock out and him not feeling ready for another relationship kept making excuses. Eventually, Allister started getting distant and the guy stopped writing. With no one to blame but himself, he’s been in a perpetual pity party ever since. The warlock shook his head casting the thoughts aside for another time. Right now there was work to be done.
Magic is more powerful on All-hallows eve. Every witch knows that. Tonight he plans to try out an experiment. Using a few different spells in unison with a ritual he plans to bring a pumpkin to life. The walking jack-o-lantern is a relatively simple spell. With a few simple tweaks to the spell formula, he plans to make an even better minion. The moon was full and everything was in place. “Now is as good a time as any to start I guess.”
He cleared a plot of land next to his cottage earlier that day to have enough space for the ritual. With a snap of his fingers, the firewood under the cauldron roared alive the flames heating the brew as he drew the spell circle on the ground while reciting the incantation and lighting the candles at the edges. All that was left was to add the special bag of ingredients he was still unsure to add.
Part of the reason he wanted to do the ritual alone was that he had other plans for the minion besides regular servitude. A nice succubus lady he met a while back showed him a spell people use for sex dolls to give the adult toy a more realistic service. With the other spells what he’d basically end up with is a pumpkin bodyguard who can also help him release some pent-up sexual desire. After thinking about it a guy who wants to fuck him at any given time seems like just what he needs right now.
After adding the ingredients he empties the contents of the cauldron in the middle of the spell circle on top of the large pumpkin he acquired. Concentrating he recited the final incantation while drawing the power of the spirits of the night.
“Removra víem attue Vitae.” “Nocturnus eapiritus vitamie quikocsume lujurismo”
“Removra víem attue Vitae.” “Nocturnus eapiritus vitamie quikocsume lujurismo”
"ͬRͤEͫMͦOͮVͬRͣA ͮVͤÍͫEMͣ ͭAͭTͧTͤUEͮ ͥVͭIͣTͤAᶰEͦ.ͨ"ͭ ͧ"ͬᶰNͧˢOCͤTͣᵖUͥRͬNͥUͭSͧˢ EͮAͥPͭIͣRͫIͥTͤUᵠSͧ ͥᵏVͦIͨˢTͧAͫMͤIˡEͧʲ ͧQͬUͥˢIͫKͦOCSUME
He repeated the incantation time and time again. Each time he felt the air around him charging with energy. His voice grew louder and gained a reverb echoing the spell in the forest. The wind was blowing stronger and stronger. Instead of blowing out the candles surrounding the circle the wind just made them stronger and bigger until the flames detached themselves from the candles and floated toward the pumpkin. The flames seeped through the skin of the pumpkin and thick roots started to burrow into the ground.
The surface of the pumpkin began to crack and split into a shape similar to a mouth. Eyes and a nose appeared on the pumpkin next. The eyes rapidly blinked as if acclimating themselves to seeing for the first time. Fingers started to push their way up through the soil. The humanlike form continued to claw and dig its way out. Allister went to help him out when he was up to his chest out of the ground. As they both pulled all that was left was the mass of vines where the legs of the man should be. The man pulled his legs until the vines were free from the ground and they started to twist until they resembled feet.
Dusting off the remaining dirt off the man the warlock blushed as he observed his work more closely. The body was almost completely humanoid, save for the head, the legs, and the skin color which started orange at the head and faded down to a peachy skin color then to a green color at his lower body. Other than that it looked perfect, tall, very muscular, and gorgeous. The man had big biceps, pecs, abs and an ass so big and plump it simply jiggled with every step the tall creature took. He was almost completely naked as well except for a few vines and leaves wrapped around his body and a large leaf-like pouch where his cock would be.
" Holy shit I am good" he was almost drooling as he stared at his creation.
The walking jack-o-lantern looked down at the warlock and waved at him with a smile.
“Wow! First of all hi im Allister. Can you walk ok? Hows are you feeling?”
The man took a few wobbly steps forward but righted himself as he walked. From his mouth came a muffled sound
“Ahrt”
“Uhm…say that again” the warlock said
“Ahrt”
“Tr try saying something else then”
“Mmhm ahrt mmfwm”
Each sound outside the jack-o-lantern mouth was as unintelligible and garbled as the last.
“Oh my god! I forgot to make you talk!”
The disgruntled warlock facepalmed at his ignorance.
“Ok other than that you feel alright? Nod if yes”
The jack-o-lantern nodded with a smile.
“Ok great let’s do a quick rundown of your abilities and see if everything else is as it should be. After you umm… Jack?”
The larger man nodded in approval at the name and walked forward. Allister seized the opportunity to blatantly stare at Jack’s ass delighting at the way it swayed as he walked.
He cleared his throat as he walked in front of the other man. “Ok try and see if you can lift that tree” he said pointing at the 15 foot tall tree. Jack strode over and lifted the tree of the ground roots and all with one hand like it weighed nothing and tossed it a good 30 feet away from them.
Allister was brimming with joy and pride simultaneously, excitedly clapping his hands together.
“That is beyond great. You’re amazing Jack!” The man beamed at the praise.
“Ok now try and do this jack” Allister straightened his stance and took a deep breath. When he exhaled he released a small plume of fire a few inches long.
Jack got into a stance similar to his, took a deep breath and released a cone of fire that stretched roughly 10 feet long.
“Oh my god this is amazing everything is perfect”
Unable to hold in his excitement Allister hugged the larger man and patted him on the back. Jack shared in his jubilation and enjoyed the close proximity of their bodies.
Allister melted at the sensation of having his face buried between the man’s large pecs. Jack took one hand and ran his fingers through Allister’s hair pressing the man more firmly against his chest and letting out a contented sigh.
The warlock tried to separate from the man’s chest but with the hand still on his head all the man was able to do was lift his face a couple of inches off. His mouth landed on one of Jack’s erect nipples. He gave it a tentative lick and was rewarded with a deep moan from the man. He looked up and saw jack looking down at him with an expression filled with lust.
Allister could feel himself getting hard and he would be lying if he said he didn’t want jack. He looked down and saw that jack was sporting an erection.
“Shit, you’re hung!”
The semi-erect cock was already 7 inches long. The shorter green man wrapped his hand around the large dick and started to jerk it. It kept growing in size.
“Fuck how big is it gonna get?” He muttered to himself
Jack lowered the hand on Allister’s head along his back sending shivers through the man. Allister gasped as he felt one of the large hands cup his perky butt teasing the flesh. Thinking two can play this game Allister took one of the pumpkin man’s nipples into his mouth and squeezed the other with his hand.
Jack let out a long moan and slapped Allister’s ass, the loud smack echoing in the forest. The green-skinned man had a hard time staying upright as jack started to stroke his cock and the delicious sting on his ass throbbed as the other man undressed him.
Allister pushed himself off jack and sat on the ground. With a slight hand gesture, he lifted the other man off the ground with his magic and placed him on his knees sitting atop his chest. Allister was going feral having the huge ass so close to his face. He parted the cheeks and dove into the other man’s hole. Jack was grinding into the man’s face letting out pleasured grunts. Allister had a hard time breathing. The huge plump ass covering nearly his entire face left him almost suffocating in the best way possible. Jack’s hole was tight. The puckered hole only loosened slightly even after long minutes of Allister switching from spearing his tongue in and out and twisting his tongue in a spiral motion.
Jack seemed to have got the message because suddenly the larger man was getting up and squatting atop the green cock. Allister braced himself as he felt the pressure of his tight hole descending onto his rock hard cock. The contrast between the massive buttcheeks and the tight hole in the center was nothing short of beautiful.
After breaching the first ring of muscle Jack’s hole was no less tight but accepted the warlock’s cock in one fluid motion. Allister’s breath became erratic at the overwhelming sensation of jacks hole as he bounced atop the man.
“Oh fuck! Oh god don’t stop jack.”
Jack’s bouncing grew faster and faster. The large man’s hips crashed down onto the green man’s cock.
Allister planted his feet on the ground and began to thrust up meeting Jack’s rhythm. Jack started to pant every time Allister’s hips met his. Minutes later the warlock felt a tightness building in his abdomen. He was close. This was gonna be a big load. He held on to Jack’s hips with a vice grip, his toes curled and his thrust grew irregular and he felt jet after jet of cum shoot out of his cock.
“Oh shit jack, take my load! Holly shit I think I’m gonna pass out!”
As he lay there on the ground limply trying to catch his breath jack got up and Allister almost came a second time when he saw the cum trickle down the other man’s hole.
As the tall pumpkin man turns around Allister’s eyes widen when he sees the size of jack’s cock. The penis is enormous, a true monster cock. Nearly as large as the warlock’s forearm. Part of him is afraid, the other part of him wants nothing more than to have the huge cock deep inside him.
“Hang on jack I have an idea”
The pumpkin man gives the warlock a curious look but waits for him in the circle as he beckons his spell book to him. He remembers the succubus told him there was a chapter in this book about eromancy the art of sex magic. He’s never tried it but it’s supposed to help with all kinds of sexual situations.
There were spells for all kinds of fetishes. Spells for turning a make into a horse. Spells for summoning tentacles. Several pages later he found a spell that could be useful. The blessing of the nymphomaniac. A quick glance at the spell unveils that the enchantment grants the user a body suitable for their sexual desires.
“That should help me take that cock of yours,” he said glancing at jack. The other man stroked his cock in anticipation.
Allister returned to the circle and recited the spell from the book. The book shined a bright pink light that soon became strands that engulfed the body of the warlock. After the light dissipated Allister felt his whole body tingling and his head go fuzzy.
The magic coursed his entire body from the soles of his feet to the tips of his pointed ears. His eyes zeroed in on the thick log between Jack’s legs and he sprang into the air floating down onto the eagerly waiting man.
His mouth was watering just looking at the cock. He bent down and suckled the head nursing the precum from the leaking cock. He uses both hands to stroke the entire length while staring at Jack’s face. His eyes glow and he feels the penis grow even larger inside his mouth.
Allister’s always had a bad habit of casting magic unconsciously. Eromancy is a type of magic that responds to one’s desires. His body must be unconsciously casting magic based on his desires.
Jack throws his head back in ecstasy, and one of his hands finds its way back to Allister’s head pushing the man further down his massive cock. The warlock feels the cock in his throat and he’s not even halfway in. Jack starts to thrust his massive meat rod into the moaning warlock’s throat. Allister’s eyes roll back in his head.
Coming off his dick Allister takes a couple of big gulps of air his breathing heavily.
“God your dick is amazing” he says his voice horse. As he says this a puff of pink smoke blows out his mouth with jth each exhale. The smoke floats up and flies into jacks mouth. He coughs a bit and his expression turns to one of dazed pleasure.
He grabs the kneeling man’s face and starts to thrust his cock in. Allister takes the brutal throat fucking with zero complaints. The warlock feels his asshole twitch on its own as if begging to be filled. He feels a slick goo run down his taint from his quivering butthole. Another spell he thinks to himself. He runs his fingers along the tight rim slicking his fingers with the natural lube his hole is making. He slides a finger in himself and it glides in with no resistance. The pleasure hits his body hard like an electric shock of ecstasy.
All of a sudden from above him Allister hears a deep and sensual voice “You’re such a good cock sucker” Pulling the cock from his throat he rasps out “You can talk now?”
Jack’s face lit up at the realization. “Wow, your right I can!”
“Fuck your voice is so sexy. I’m loving this new magic” the warlock all but moans the sentence rather that says it
“I knew you liked dirty talk you made me after all” the taller man snickered
“Fuck yeah I do keep talking like that”
“Yeah, you want this big dick don’t you?” He growled as he slapped the huge dick against the man’s face, the mix of precum and spit splattering across his cheek.
“Damn right I do. I need that cock in me”
“You want me to fuck that pretty boy pussy?”
Allister feels like he could fucking faint.
“Hell yes!”
He proved his point by turning around and bending down. Ass up, face to the ground, and spreading his cheeks with one hand presenting his hole glistening with ass juice.
Jack lets out a deep groan and steps forward kneeling on the ground and resting his heavy rod on the warlock’s lower back. Allister felt a twinge of fear in the back of his head as he felt the heavy appendage between his cheeks. He’s never had anything half as large as this in his ass.
“You gonna take the whole thing like a good cock slut” jack whispered in his ear. He punctuated the statement by delivering a hard smack to each of Allister’s ass cheeks.
The smaller green man was reduced to a whimpering mess. Instead of answering he just rocked his hips back onto the cock in a silent plea.
Jack held his cock in one hand and held allisters hips with the other. Allister felt the firm hot cock head press against his hole. He felt the pressure against his hole slowly increase. His hole squirted a glob of ass lube onto the cock that slicked it right up and let it pop through his tight rim.
The shaft was massive. Allister’s was already stretched wider than he’s ever been. He wasn’t sure how he was going to fit the rest of it.
Jack leaned down and toyed with his nipples while he whispered in his ear. “Relax your pussy All. Be a good little whore and take the rest. Deep breaths now”
His chest wavered with every breath he took but Allister was consciously willing his ass to open up. Little by little the huge dick kept going deeper and deeper into him. Every inch was like a live wire sending his nerves into a pleasured frenzy.
Once the whole cock was in jack gave him a minute to adjust. His legs struggled to hold himself up and they quaked.
Jack started to slowly pull his shaft out until only the tip was in and then rammed his cock the whole way back in one fluid motion making the warlock’s perky bubble butt jiggle. Allister. was seeing stars in the back of his eyelids each time jack thrust the mammoth cock into his guts and his mouth stayed in a perpetual o shape. He could feel the dick make a noticeable bulge in his stomach every time jack thrust.
“Holy shit wreck my pussy!”
“I knew you were just a massive cock whore. Such a damn good boy pussy” jack growled as he spanked allisters ass
“Fuck yes spank my ass. Make me your bitch”
“That’s what you love to be, isn’t it? A bitch taking big fat cocks up your pussy day and night.”
“Yes pound my pussy !”
Jack moves his hands to Allister’s shoulders and starts to fuck the living daylights out of him. Every forceful thrust pushed Allister forward, if jack weren’t holding the man he would surely topple over. Allister struggled to jerk himself off with the strong motions of the bigger man’s hard pounding.
“Fuck! I’m getting close!” Screamed Allister
"Me too! Want me to breed your pussy? Gonna be a good cumslut and take it?
“Fuck yes breed my whore pussy!” Allister shouted as he rocked back meeting Jack’s thrust.
“Come one jack, oh jack!” The warlock kept chanting the pumpkin man’s name at the top of his lungs. His hair starts to glow and float up as one last spell is getting ready.
“Breed me!”
“Oh fuck!!!” Jack lets out a roar as his cock glows pink and shoots out load after load. The man’s dick seemed more like a firehouse shooting hot cum deep into the warlock’s stretched-out hole.
Allister cries out and nearly passes out as he feels his own orgasm take him as his stomach swells up from the gallons of cum jack emptied into him.
Both of them are left a boneless heap of spent bodies. Jack extracts his softening cock from Allister’s hole. The cock head makes a wet squelching noise as it leaves his hole. A gaping cunt is the only word that could describe the state that the pumpkins mammoth dick left his hole in. He has to make a conscious effort to clench his hole when he feels a steady stream of cum going down his taint and hits the floor landing in a small pool.
The pink light in Allister’s eyes finally fades and he starts to feel normal again. Well as normal as one can feel with a belly full of cum that makes them look 4 months pregnant.
Jack offers him his hand and Allister takes it to help him stand.
“Shit that was some intense magic huh jack?”
“Yeah, but I’m glad I can talk now! It’s much more fun than mumbling!”
Allister chuckled at the pumpkin man’s excitement.
“Come on we need to get cleaned up and set you up with a room”
“Awesome! I can’t wait to finally experience what sleep is!”
They both laughed as they went back to the house. Jack happily rambling about something while Allister feels his phone getting a notification.
When Allister sees that it’s none other than the lagoon guy saying hi he can’t help but feel giddy.
‘It may be the post-sex chemicals in my head talking but I feel like I want to give this another chance. Maybe a new relationship doesn’t have to be so stressful as I think it is.’ He glances over to jack and thinks to himself ‘maybe he’d even be into a threesome with me and jack.’
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