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Howl's Moving Mishap
🕑 Added 2021-12-25 05:17:37 +0000 UTCThe second illustration of October is finished!
Howl held tightly onto Sophie's wrist, feeling her heartbeat quicken in his hand as the sludge-like creatures hurtled down the alley at them from opposite sides. The wizard let the magic flow down his legs and...
"Ah!"
Sophie gasped as they were launched Skyward, listening to the tar creatures below making a series of fleshy slaps as they crashed into one another. Sophie's legs curled beneath her as she gawked at the city far below.
Howl leaned in close, doing his best to hold the young woman aloft.
"Relax," he said softly. "Keep walking."
The blond wizard mimed a jog, smiling as Sophie gradually, if haltingly, followed suit. He made a concerted effort now to increase the flow of magic downward. At no point did he wish for her to feel the risk of falling.
"There you go. Don't be afraid."
Sophie smiled, looking down at the cityscape below.
The parade-goers scarcely seemed to notice them. Then a woman nudged her friend, pointing skywards. They gasped, then broke into flighty giggles loud enough that even Sophie could hear them. Others took notice, and before long, a small crowd stood beneath them, pointing and laughing, balking and covering their eyes.
Sophie felt a warmth behind her legs. Sparks flitted past the edges of her vision like flickers of blue bottle flame. She looked back. Her face flushed pink.
"Sir, look down!"
"Don't worry, miss, I've got you."
"Your clothes! Your pants! I can see your, um, ring…"
Howl blinked, looking down between his legs. Flickers of magical fire whipped around his body as his cock and balls, held snugly by a circlet of gold, swung freely through the air. A sudden rush of cool wind between the Wizard’s buttcheeks sent shivers up Howl's spine. His face glowed scarlet.
"Oh, oh dear. The spell seems to have... misfired. I, um, would it be all right if we walked faster? Sophie nodded slowly, unable to look away from Howl's immaculate balls.
Madame Suliman chortled from inside her coach, watching as Howl's naked derrière drifted by for all of Market Chipping to see. The hex had, ironically, worked like a charm.
"Such lovely jewelry you have, Howl. And the best part of all, there'll be no covering up for that turncoat if he doesn't want to drop his new beau."
The Witch of the Waste grinned, watching the golden shine of the wizard's cock ring glint in the sunlight.
"That's it, Howl! Let's see that tallywhacker of yours dangle! Oh ho ho, how utterly mortifying!"
She wriggled smugly, neck fat jiggling as her carriage made it's way swiftly down the cobblestone streets, away from the sound of hooting laughter.
Story written by fellow patron and friend Baconface!
Comments
Dylan Jeffers
Thank you very much! It’s the good kind of mishap. Hehe
FoundationMaster
Another great piece! Moving mishap indeed. 😁
Dylan Jeffers
Thank youuu! <3
Dragonkingkj & Famousfox13
Love it
