An erotic fable of witches and wizards

She was alone in a dark cell.   A young and inexperienced witch she had fallen prey to the charms of the evil wizard and his snake’s tongue.

There she was walking down the corridor of the hall when she saw him approaching.   She saw him from a distance and was fascinated by his smooth skull, the nose almost non-existent and the wide red mouth with its long tongue slithering in and out.

He was so slender in his black suit and cape, so light on his feet.   His shoulders were visibly broad even under the black and red cape and his slender waist and long flanks were like those on a male model.   He carried his hands folded in front of him.  They were long and slender like his fingers and arms.

She found herself blushing as she imagined being held by those supple arms that looked so strong and the tongue itself looked intriguing.   She felt the heat rise in her as she could picture how handy such a tongue might be in an erotic embrace.   She had the urge to examine it more closely and her lips parted slightly as he drew nearer.

His feet were long and slender like his other appendages and a thought flashed through her mind about what other parts of him might look like.

She was almost dreamy when he was upon her and she suddenly understood that he was not just light on his feet, he was hovering, like a bat.   She panicked and was unable to call on her own considerable charms in time to confound him.  He enfolded her in his cape and all went blank.

Until she woke here in this cell.

The evil wizard was known for what he did to young women.   If he used his tongue on her without her being able to use her own magic, she would be his slave forever.

She struggled and realized she was shackled to the wall by chains around her wrists.

She had no idea how long she had been unconscious but was certain he had not yet had his way with her.  She could resist him if she could only get her hands free.

She stood up when she suddenly heard a knock on the brick wall.  She kicked it with the back of her shoe and the sharp spike of her heel, magically endowed as it was, blasted out a hole.

She looked down and saw the head of her teen aged classmate appear.   He looked completely awkward as he usually did with his magic glasses sliding down his nose which was sniffling at the time.  His head was looking straight up her dress and he seemed wonder struck for a moment.

“What are you doing!” she asked. 

 ”Oh.  I was reconnoitering.   I just stuck my head through first.  I used my glasses to find you,” he whispered.  “Are you all right?”

“Yes I’m still fine.   I would know if he had used his magic tongue on me.   Can you fit through the hole?”

“Yes, give us a minute,” he said.  “I’m not that big.”

And sure enough, with a bit of struggle and wiggle, he squeezed through the hole and stood up before her.

He was not quite as tall she was and completely disheveled.   His wavy brown hair stuck out in different directions and his shirt was torn and dirty and hanging half out of his baggy trousers, which were worn and ripped at the knees.

Adjusting the glasses on his head, he said, “I see you are still untouched by the magic tongue.   I better get you out of there.”

“Well, hurry up, will you?  He could be here at any minute.”  She watched him fumble with the shackles on her wrists and mumbled half to herself, “what a nerd!”

He said, “What?”

“I said, is that a noise I heard?”

He paused and listened.  “I don’t think so.”

“I can’t use my real magic on you or he might hear,” he explained as he continued to fumble, as he had fumbled with her bra when they had been making out and she had finally gotten up in exasperation.

“My god, can’t you do any better!” she exclaimed just as he got one hand loose.

“SSShhh!” he hissed and that is when she realized the hissing was not stopping. 

With her free hand she pulled down the top of her dress and shone her two shining orbs into the darkness.

Two male voices, one closer and one further away and hissing said “Holy shit!”

Her rescuer fell down with the blast of light but the evil wizard managed to pull the cloak up in front of his eyes and advanced.

“I’ll have you soon enough,” his snake voice came through the gloom and she could see the flickering snake tongue shoot out from behind the cape, just missing her shining orbs. 

He managed to lick her face and she felt immediately drawn to its power.  She tried to take it into her mouth as he snapped it back and then it was on her lips, parting them and darting between them.

She was feeling faint as the tongue entered her mouth and massaged her.   It tasted so delicious and sweet, she wanted more, but a small voice in her head said, “resist!”  And then she heard her school mate say the words even louder as he stood in front of her, his hands massaging the light of her orbs so that it struck the evil wizard in the eye.

“AAArgh!” he cried and briefly retreated.

Her friend was now frantically rubbing the orbs trying to increase the light.  He touched the two knobs in the centre of the orbs and rubbed them as hard as he could.

“Not so hard,” she gasped.  “It only works if you rub them gently.”

He followed her instructions and glow from her chest started to fill the room.   He tried to use his own mouth magic on her by licking and sucking the tips.

Her knees started to buckle and she could only manage to murmur, “my god, that’s so good,” before she realized that his use of his mouth was having the wrong effect.

“Stop, stop,” she cried and as he moved his head she could see the snake like face coming closer.

“Do something!” she screamed and then her friend turned to face the evil wizard.

To her shock, she saw him pull down his pants and heard the evil wizard gasp, “No! Not that!”

“Yes, it’s true, I’ve been keeping this weapon under wraps.   I was not sure it was powerful enough to face you but you have forced me to use it.”

Her friend stepped out of his pants and started to maneouvre.   She caught a glimpse of his magnificent wand as he waved it casually in the wizard’s direction.

The wizard used his cape to defend himself and tried to flick his tongue at the stick which faced him but his tongue was not long enough to reach all the way and the light from the stiff rod was too bright for him to face.

And as she watched in fascination, her admiration for her school chum grew in leaps and bounds.   He handled the wand superbly and waved it in a weaving motion as if it itself were a snake.

The motion, produced a more and more intense heat in the room which she could feel in her own loins as the rod grew even larger. 

Suddenly a bright white stream of light shout out of the tip of the wand and burned right through the wizard’s cape and on to his face.

“Aaahh, it burns, it burns!”  he cried and was suddenly lifted off his feet by the force of the stream of light hitting him.

The wizard’s skin started to dissolve and her school mate advanced.  At the very last minute, the wizard managed to flick his tongue at his opponent whose own mouth was open at the time.  The wizard’s tongue entered even as his body was disappearing and with one last gasp he spat down his tongue all the venom he could muster and then he was gone.

The witch could not believe her eyes.   Her class mate, with the skewed glasses now turned to her with the largest wand she had ever seen.   She was blinded by it as he approached and easily freed her other hand.

“My god, you were so wonderful.  I didn’t realize… that your wand…was so huge!”

“I was always afraid to use its power,” he said with a slight hiss. 

“May I touch it?  You handled it so superbly.   What are its properties?”

As she said this her own dress slipped lower and her orbs were fully exposed.

“I think you will find it hassss medisssinal propertiesss and can heal all woundsss,”he said, his long tongue flickering out of his mouth and licking her all over.

She felt stunned.   First she felt tremendously excited by this tongue and moved her own mouth down to caress it.  Second, she had never expected this nerd to have such power.   Her hand closed on the rod between his legs and she stroked the smooth surface;  she was especially fascinated by the larger end of it where all the bright white light had come from and which now felt so silky.

As she felt his tongue move over her body, she felt weak once again.  She felt his body grow taller and his flanks grow sleeker. 

For a moment she was afraid the wizard had managed to pass his evil on but as she looked up into his face, she knew that only the tongue had been affected.  He still had the same warm brown eyes and wavy hair that now seemed comforting rather than comical.

She could not resist the tongue much longer and pulled the dress completely down.   Her orbs were shining and the centre of her body, her hidden charms now opened at his touch which she felt to be so gentle.

The light from his rod met a brilliant light from her centre which opened wide as if to welcome home a long lost friend.

His rod and her crucible joined and her head rolled back.   As she looked up at his face, he lifted her onto his hips, now much taller than she and as they moved slowly together, she tossed her head from side to side and felt the liquid light gush down her thighs.

As she let out a scream of pleasure just before she lost consciousness, she was aware that the light around them was almost as strong as a super nova and she knew that the evil wizard had failed.   He had only succeeded in passing on his snake’s tongue and body, but not his mind.   Now the gentle man with whom she was joined was the most powerful wizard in the world.