Cream Pye's form, which served as James' new reflection, tapped on the mirror turning it into a liquid surface with multiple ripples spreading out from her finger.
James stepped back from the mirror, taking caution not to get in the way of the Enchantress.
Cream Pye slid into the mirror, head first, manifesting her head into the real world where James was.
Her shoulders followed next, then her hands, with which she balanced herself.
After that, she wriggled her way out of the fluid surface of the mirror until her whole body had appeared in the real world.
Her presence was as terrifying as it was calm.
"Ah," she moaned, standing erect and turning her face to James, who was still down on one knee.
Cream Pye began to move towards James in graceful steps.
Every step she took was a symphony of confidence and allure.
Her form-fitting dark green gown swayed gently along with her hip in a sensual rhythm, drawing attention to her curves and lusciously smooth-skinned left thigh that were exposed by the long split on one side of the gown.
Cream's shoulders were rolled back, displaying a captivating poise.
The fine strapless gown that she donned had a low backside, exposing most of her pale-skinned back and showing off the tattoo of a large horned goat on the back of the upper part of her back.
Her eyes held a mysterious gaze that seemed to beckon, and her lips curled into a subtle, enchanting smile.
Each movement was deliberate, exuding an air of sophistication that would captivate anyone who saw her.
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With a finger, she lifted James' chin, making eye contact with him.
"Oh dear, you look so pale," she said, clicking her tongue and shaking her head.
"You haven't been feeding well?"
With the same finger, she made him stand on his feet and her hands rubbed over his chest.
James' heart throbbed faster with every touch of her hands on his body.
Cream stretched upwards by slightly lifting her high heels so she could lean into James' ears.
"That's so sad. Is that why you haven't gotten my assignment done yet?"
Different impulses fired within James' body so much and so fast that he could not understand the precise emotion he was feeling at the moment.
Cream Pye's hands slid down over his brown leather belt and reached further down to his crotch, she rubbed over it gently and slowly, rousing James' pleasure sensation.
James moaned but his voice was almost inaudible.
Cream smiled and grabbed his crotch, forcing him to moan out loud.
"Ah," he let out in a soft tone.
She moved from his crotch and rubbed over his cock which was already hard.
"Oh?" Cream muttered, giving him a mischievous smile.
"You still get hard for me? That's so sweet."
James' breathing was slow.
He opened his eyes to look at her, then he said, "Forgive... me... my Enchantress, if I may speak... a scholar might... walk in—
"Sshh," Cream put her a finger over his mouth and hushed him up.
She traced that finger down to his neck and drew his head closer to whisper into his ears again.
"Don't you want to gain your strength back?" she asked.
"Don't you want to fuck me... my dear Notsack?"
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Her voice was soft and inviting. She had set James' body on fire, emotion-wise, and made him begin to imagine all sorts of things with her figure in his mind.
Cream unzipped his trousers and slid her hand in.
"It's getting bigger," she said, smiling at his cock.
She stroked James' seven-inch wood, slowly at first with a gradual increase in the intensity.
James' eyes rolled up and he caught a glimpse of his new reflection in the mirror to his side.
As he moaned, his face in the mirror distorted, changing from James' face to Notsack's.
"You want me to feed you?" Cream asked him in a soft low voice.
"Yes! Yes, my Enchantress!"
"That's a good boy."
After some minutes, Cream stopped. She pulled her hand out and looked at it.
Her palm was stained with a small amount of thick white fluid.
"Already?" she said with disappointment.
"F-Forgive... me! Forgive me, my... my Enchantress!"
"It doesn't matter. The power I gave you should last you a while. Even to accommodate a few Lust Minions if you so wish."
James knelt on one knee again and bowed.
"Thank you, my Enchantress. I will not fail this time."
Cream Pye moved to the sink and washed the fluid from her hand before tapping on the mirror once more.
It turned liquid like before and she slid back into it, leaving him with a final instruction.
"Don't fail, Notsack. It might not be me you'll meet if you do."
James stood silent until her presence completely vanished then he swore to himself.
"I will not fail, my Enchantress."
James stood up, zipped his trousers, adjusted his belt and went forward to the sink to wash his hands and face.
He stared at the mirror, his breathing returning to normal.
It was then that the door of the restroom was flung open.
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"What the fuck, Dee!" James yelled at me.
I stood at the door, gazing at him. In my head, I was wondering why he was yelling.
Where was James there in the first place?
James continued to babble something that I didn't care to know about.
I scanned the restroom as fast as I could but it seemed it was only James that was there.
Why was he gasping?
I looked around again and then, I caught sight of a thick white liquid on the floor.
I looked at it again and then at James, repeating the same actions many times.
James blinked at him and so did I as well.
Silence fell over the two of us. It was an awkward moment that I hadn't planned for.
"Is that—"
"What the fuck do you want, Dee!" James yelled at me.
I was sure that was a defensive mechanism to shut me up but not today.
I burst out laughing.
"Even a guy like you that gets the girls still come for a wank."
"Get the fuck out of here, Dee! I'm not playing!"
"Fine. Fine. Whatever you want, Fap Melbourne?"
I laughed and shut the door while walking away.
It was a funny scenario but I couldn't shake off a thought that came into my head on seeing James there at a time like this.
It was too convenient that the aromatic smell had completely disappeared like it did that night and at a time just before I arrived at the restroom.
I started to wonder.
"James...? Nay, that's not possible."