Chapter 89: Want To Get Nuts?
Later that night.
It was taking shape.
Junk had gone back to Pepo after finishing with April and continued creating this little surprise for her.
Slowly, but surely… Junk was still behind Pepo, taking care of her as the thorough process of building an object from scratch was in the middle of being accomplished.
It was truly a team-work kind of thing. Pepo was the one who remotely pulled one of these creepy-looking trees off the ground within the patch, pulling its roots out from the Earth. The dark tree with the frightening-looking branches was now lying down on the side, right next to where the Minotaur and the pumpkin folk woman were in the patch. It had been used. Many, many branches had been ripped out of it. Some bark had come off a bit as well, and some actual wood from it that was near the roots. The tree was still there. But it had been chopped off quite a bit, to say the least. This was a necessary thing, because as the Minotaur was still hammering Pepo's tight pussy and banging her from behind, doggie-style, some tangible work was being accomplished. Floating, hovering right above Pepo's ass and back, there were a couple of pieces of freshly cut wood that were being maintained in the air. There was an orange bubble of magical energy surrounding the floating pieces of wood. As Junk's eyes were shut and that it was coming in and out of Pepo's with his big and fierce dick… The Minotaur was meditating and reaching another level of consciousness, which allowed him to be building something with mind as he had sex with the mysterious entity, also known as Pepo.
The pieces of wood above her big ass and her back weren't just floating there… They were slowly moving based on the spiritual commands and mental indications that Junk was communicating to the pieces of wood. He was guiding them. Telling them how to move and how to position themselves. The movements of the hovering pieces of wood were… Well… Sloppy at best… Junk was still a beginning with this crafting and harvesting process. Fortunately for him, Pepo was doing everything she could to help and support him. Crafting an object like this demanded a lot of concentration, and one of the few things that could possibly focus someone to the point of being able to do something like with his or her spirit was to have sex with a spiritual entity, just like Pepo was. Fucking, like they were now, was the only thing in this world that could balance someone and make all of this happen. Sure, Junk could have very well turned his back on doing any sort of cultivation like this and simply took a bunch of wood and a hammer and built a bow for April without having to use any magic. But that wasn't what Junk had in mind for her. He didn't want her to have a basic bow that could break at any time and that wouldn't be doing such a good job against all the strong enemies and monsters they were facing on a daily basis. No. He desired her to have a magical bow. Something much, much better.
Crafting and forging a magical bow demanded magic needs. It required this cultivation process and harvesting method, which he could achieve with Pepo's help. She was there for him. She was doing a lot of things for him. But, this didn't mean that she wasn't getting something out of this for herself. Pepo was blushing, overheating and sweating like hell. Her tongue was sticking out of her mouth and she was taking the Minotaur's cock like a true champion. Her entire body was shaking so much as he fucked over and over again. Something they had been doing together for the past hour or so. Junk was so into and concentrated and meditating so much that he still hasn't come yet. Meanwhile, Pepo had multiple orgasms during those hours.
She had five orgasms total, and she was still on the verge of obtaining a new one relatively soon. Especially if Junk continued to be blasting her tight pussy like this. Pepo was moaning so loud, it was a miracle that Junk could focus on the task at hand at all. As Junk continued ramming into her tight and wet pussy, the hovering pieces of wood gradually fused together and eventually became one long piece of wood. The magical bow he was crafting for April was taking shape. There was a burst of light in the orange bubble surrounding the floating pieces of wood. When the flash of light weakened, the pieces of wood had completely fused together and they were left with only one thing. The bow. The magical weapon was mostly emerald green with copper-brown stripes, a little all over it. The bow wasn't straight. It had a beautiful curve to it. Somehow, it had a natural, and organic, elvish look to it. Even though it hadn't been built by an elf. But by a Minotaur instead, with the support of a pumpkin folk woman. There was only one thing that was missing for this newly crafted bow to be whole… A string.
"Are you done, Junk? My body can't take this any longer… I can't take that much pleasure… I'm at my limits…" she mentioned to him as she moaned louder and louder with her long tongue sticking out and drooling all over the place.
Junk opened his eyes for the first time since the beginning of this forging process…
"Almost done. There is only one thing missing."
"What is it?" Pepo asked.
"A string. But I can't continue mediating. I'm running out of time. I'm about to come. I can't hold it anymore…" he had reached his limits as well.
"It's fine! We can continue later on! You have held this long enough! You can come now! Let it all out!" she told him. Her encouragement only motivated him to cum even sooner than expected. Junk suddenly ejaculated inside of Pepo's tight pussy. Filling it up with his massive load.
"I'm coming! I'm finally coming!" he shouted at her.
"That's good! I'm coming as well! It's going to be my sixth time today because of you!" she said as she continued moaning. She had her final orgasm.
When he pulled out of her, there was a burst of semen that popped out of her pussy. Then, a long stream of warm cum dripped out of her. The bow was still hovering above her.
"It felt so good…" she said.
"What are we going to do for the missing string?" he asked her.
"I'll show you what we need to do," she said as she pulled out a big and tall glass jar and placed it right underneath the dripping stream of sperm.
"What are you doing? Keeping some for later?"
"We are going to be crafting your missing string using your precious semen…" she revealed to him.