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Later that Evening
A light dinner and a few glasses of wine later, the very nervous couple moves towards the bedroom, Gillian holding the box containing the gold cuffs like it's going to explode, and the way the Satyr is tittering, she might too. "Ohh okay. Okay. Are we really going to do this? H-how do we do this? Are you ready to do this? ...I feel ready."
Delia is equally jittery as she slides to the bed: "T-this feels almost unreal, like part of me wants to say this is just... I don't know, some very elaborate joke, but... well, I guess no one would go to these lenghts..." She looks at Gillian: "Sorry. Yeah, we are doing this. I guess just... sit face to face as instructed and... go from there?"
Gillian nods. She leans in to give Delia a kiss, "You're no joke to me, but I would go to Any lengths for you. Th-thank you for this." She glances back at the cuffs and nods, taking the first one and climbing up onto the bed to sit down, waiting for Delia to join her.
Delia picks the other pair, then sits on the bed against Gillian. She lifts the cuff in her hand: "So... we pair like, I understand, the marked pairs together, like the 'left' of this pair to the 'right' of yours, and once they're on, the magic should... kind of attract our ankles together and... that's the part that was full of magic explanations I did not fully understand, but it should be fine." She has never truly understood magic or how it works, but there is no denying that it does, that much she is surrounded by it with just working with a lot of Demis.
Gillian nods, comparing the markings on her set with Delia's to make sure she's following directions to the letter. "W-well, guess we'll find out!" She carefully slips the first onto her left ankle, waiting a moment to see if there's any kind of sensation, then shrugs and nervously slips on the right ankle. "O-okay! Okay... Nothing yet. But, that makes sense... S-so... It's up to you. As long as you're sure. I'm okay if this feels too weird and we need to stop."
Delia nods, just a bit nervous, then starts to slip the anklet on... and immediately feels a pull of her right leg toward Gillian's left: "O-oh. There's definitely something." She swallows and puts on the other one: "Here goes nothing. Worldly caiman pie." Soon as she finishes saying the words of the spell, her legs move towards Gillian's on their own and... as a glow emanates from her toes touching into the satyr's hoof...
The corgi stares in silent amazement as her toes, then foot, then ankle just swallows into Gillian's, while the goat's hoof similarly vanishes into the spell.
Gillian shivers at the feeling, like the pins and needles of one's leg falling asleep and losing feeling, only to have an entirely different limb wake up, as she can indeed 'feel' Delia past where they connect... Where do they connect? Their legs merge into one another past the point where you could easily say where Gillian ends and Delia begins, "Ohhh, w-wow... I thought I understood but..." She experimentally tries to lift one leg.
Delia giggles as her leg is lifted from the knee down: "Eep!" ... or is it up, and is it actually her knee or Gillian's? One fur pattern sort of merging into another in actually fairly smooth gradient... Her leg goes down as normal until her thigh, then it starts to merge into Gillian's in a way where indeed it's hard to tell whose limb they're even talking about. Feelings and all. But only one joint where she's pretty sure Gillian's knee is, her own feral 'knee' (such as it is) feeling inflexible slightly up... or down? from that.
The corgi just stares, leaning back onto her hands: "...yeah um... wow." She experimentally attempts to move her leg and YEP definitely also moving Gillian's leg.
Gillian lowers 'her' leg as Delia moves the other, "O-oh! That feels weird... But good~." She glances at Delia, making sure this hasn't gone too far, "How are you? Still alright?"
Delia nods back as the glow settles and vanishes, their legs just fused together as though it was always that way, so smooth is the transition. "Y-yeah, I am... yeah, feels strangely good, I don't know if it's the magic working on us or..." She trails off as she stares at their now-fused legs. After a moment, she just nods at Gillian with a smile. "It's crazy, and like a dream, but... I'm okay. We're okay?"
Gillian nods back, watching the glow fade at last. The sensations and feelings in the faun are already building up a powerful heat in her, "I guess we're okay, yeah. Working as expected. Oh gosh, I didn't expect it to be so... So... Just so sexy~." She squirms, making Delia squirm with her.
Delia giggles: "And weird! Very weird. But sexy. S-something about..." She waves a hand, almost surprised it hasn't change too or something: "B-being this close..." She can be riding a wave of sex-addled hormones, but she's still trying to make sense of it. "I dunno, just feels great and I'm not sure why." She wiggles a bit in return, just enjoying the strange feeling of it.
Gillian giggles in turn, "Being so close and being a part of you, maybe? I... I don't think I could do this with anyone else, but with you, I already know I can trust you with... Well, with me." She scoots her butt slightly, a gesture that doesn't do much except jostle the two, "Oof... And I mean... We're also kind stuck here while we're like this, and that's kind of hot too."
Delia laughs a bit: "T-there's something very, very hot about b-being unable to leave you, right now." She smiles, swallowing: "N-not that I would, but... I t-think we agree that restrictions of freedom, k-kinda, can also be passionate..." Her tail curls under her and she shifts just enough to free it. "Mm that's better."
Gillian stares at Delia, absorbing her words, as several switches flip in her mind, releasing a train of images of herself in similar situations, O-"Oh... Oh you're right... I... Don't think I realized how badly I wanted to be... To be helpless? Or at least... Something like this. This is just really doing something for me, Delia, and I think I want more."
Delia blushes: "W-well, if you want me to be... every bit honest, I t-think I'm finding parts of myself with this... b-being bound to you, unable to... do things without you..." She swallows: "It feels hot."
Gillian blushes, reaching down towards her nether lips to idly finger them open, flashing Delia a peek whether ahe wants to or not (but she quite certainly wants to),, "D-do you want to take it to the next step?"
Delia blinks, then finds herself doing the same: "W-well... if you're inviting me to..." She starts fingering around herself, uncertain if Gillian feels any of it but not really minding. "F-find out where the, er... feelings kinda limit, yes?"
Gillian shudders, eliciting a low moan when Delia begins, the sensations Clearly DO reach up at least that far, which probably makes sense for a product designed with exactly this in mind.
It takes Gillian a moment to recover from the foreign sensations enough to start playing with herself as well, "I c-can definitely feel you~. W-Wow."
Delia blinks and moans in turn: "Oohhhh... ohkay, yeah, oh boy. T-that's, er... like, I'm f-fingering one edge, a-and you're the other, a-and we're... both, feeling both?" She swallows, leaning back as she just lets her hand (and Gillian's) wander.
Gillian pants a bit as she responds, "Ye-Yeah, I'm fe-feeling it, alright~" She follows Delia's lead, leaning back on the bed. She starts to try and work her fingers in a rhythm that compliments Delia, touching herself opposite of where Delia's fingers are.
Delia lets out a long contended sigh of pleasure: "G-guh. Yes." She gasps: "D-do we even... d-dare introduce the dildo to this?" She says this like it's actually an option to not satisfy their curiosity.
Gillian moans, "Th-think... We have to..." She glances around to where they'd left it, the small dresser besides the bed that seemed close enough, but actually stretching out to reach it now makes it feel like it's on the other side of the apartment, especially as Gillian seems unwilling to remove her hand from herself. "Mrph.. h-have to actually get to it though~"
Delia blinks: "Oh. Right. Um..." She starts to shift her position, using her hands to lift her butt off the bed: "I think we can, kinda, scoot closer...? Can you reach it if we get that way a bit?" To say that this feels weird to the corgi would be rather an understatement, but at the same time she's rolling with it.
Gillian finally pulls her hand back and starts to scoot along with Delia's movements. "I think... I just need a little, G-Got it! Got it!" She grabs it, nearly fumbling it with her hand before she gets a solid grip and is able to pull it off the nightstand over towards them, lowering her voice with a chuckle at the effort. "Got it. Thanks, love."
Delia laughs a bit: "Woop, success!" She blushes as she looks over at the big purple thing that at a glance looks almost intimidating to put in oneself... let alone both of them. "Oh boy. How... how do we do it? I think the instruction said it that it naturally extends once it's... inside..." She swallows in anticipation.
Gillian blinks, blushing bright, "O-oh! Oh wow... I didn't quite consider... I guess I just push it in and then... p-push towards you..."
She brings the dildo down towards her nethers, thankfully now slick and ready from their first experimentation, and starts to ease it in, 'squatting' towards Delia as she does so to get the other end closer to her.
Delia swallows as she helps guide the end of the dildo into her. "T-this is definitely more intense than, er, doing it alone." She pauses before it's entirely in, looking at Gillian: "J-just to let you know, I got the feeling that this part might get intense..." She takes a deep breath, then guides the dildo the rest of the way. And true to the instructions, the magical rubber between their nethers expands in lenght, causing Delia to squeak in surprise despite knowing what was coming: "O-oh! G-goddamnit it's close!"
Gillian screams out as well, having tried to prepare herself, but still not ready for it when the dildo pushes deeper, "Fu-fuck!" She bucks back instinctively, with the dildo pushing into her, pulling it along. Her hands now free, she grabs at the sheets of the bed as if to brace herself further before trying to settle herself back down, (her movements, of course all vibrating through Delia as well~)
Delia squirms which only serves to make their situation more unbearable. "Gah! Okay, n-not that! C-calm down, c-calm down..." She takes a few deep breaths, and leans back and swallows and screams some more, but after that the pressure is only 'normal' and not 'everything all at once'. "S-shoulda b-been lying down... Oh jeez that was a bit much."
Gillian barely manages a nod, trying to catch her breath and settle back down. "S-sorry! Sorry! F-fuck that feels... it's... so much..."
Delia giggles despite the pleasure bordering on pain: "F-fuck is the r-right word!" She gasps a few times, her breath evening out: "Okay. Okay. Now it's just... f-feels good, b-but not too hard..." She glances at Gillian: "How you holding up?"
Gillian laughs a little tiredly, but sounds like she's recovering, "Good, I... good, it's not g-going to take much to push me over the edge, Love. I feel s-so close already~"
Delia shifts just a tiny amount, smirking: "So I shouldn't... push...?" She's well aware that the tiniest push forward is also a push inward. Probably.
Gillian is slightly better prepared for another thrust, especially not one quite so sudden and deep. Instead of the sharp and sudden pain, this is a more penetrating pleasure, and as Delia might expect, the sensation is mirrored by the magic merging them. It's also mirrored as Gillian gently pushes back, trying to work out a rhythm. "Mmrph, or k-keep going~"
Delia squeaks as she pushes, double-whammied by the magic mirroring the feeling and the rubber now very well inside her: "Oh g-goodness. Oh boy." She swallows, then tries to gently push another time, realizing it doesn't take much at all to achieve pleasure. For now opting to not try and stretch things... but keeping the thought in mind. "I uh... p-pretty sure a normal dildo can't do this."
Gillian moans as Delia pushes again, "N-no, not at all~" Though, all of her experience with such things has come alongside Delia, this is still a whole level beyond anything the satyr has done before. She pushes back, trying to stay focused despite the mind-blowing pleasure with each motion they make.
Delia keeps pushing, but at the same time keeps herself from pushing too hard. "Okay, okay. I think we have found a... spot. F-feels good, just... these-" She pushes again: "-small m-movements. R-right?" Almost feels silly to ask since she is pretty sure she can feel what Gillian feels down there.
Gillian practically purrs (do Goat's purr?), as she melts "Yeah~ R-right there, ohhhh~ Yes~ Just... don't need to do much, just..." She can feel Delia push into her, and pushes in response, trying to match Delia's movements so that the two magic points of pleasure coursing through her are 'synced'
Delia giggles as she keeps going, starting to feel very pleasantly buzzed in the rhythm of pleasure, not pushing too far, but just far enough that every bit tingles both of them a lot. "Ohhm... ooh d-dang t-this is almost... too... much..." She gasps: "G-gah. How come we didn't... before...?"
Gillian moans again, feeling the electric pleasure through her body with each push, "D-don't... don't know... D-didn't know! Would have... l-love you so much~"
Delia squirms despite trying not to, knowing it only makes things worse: "Gggghhh... m-maybe oh wow next t-time..." Whatever she thinks of next time is lost to another moan of incoherency. She lolls her head to the side as she attempts to make eye contact with Gillian without agitating their nethers: "D-dare we try... d-dare we try to go for a kiss to... f-finish up?" She tightens a bit at the thought of it, but there is a crazy part to her that wants to try anyway.
Gillian turns her head to smile a little vacantly as well, nodding her head, "N-not gonna last... m-much longer. Let's do it~"
Delia lets out a breath, then another: "Okay. On the count to three, we lean forward, grab hands, pull forward, and kiss. A-and... well..." She swallows: "Well, hope we can last that conscious." Part of her is telling her to not do this, but that part is overwhelmed by curiosity of whether they're able to do it.
Gillian takes a deep breath as well, going still for a moment in preparation... "Okay... We can... we can do this... or have fun trying~" She waits, taking a deep breath, "One..."
Delia nods: "Y-yeah... two..." She shivers slightly, but no backing down now. Or possibly like an hour ago.
Gillian tenses up a bit in preparation, swallowing before she manages to croak out "Three." And with that she begins to lean in towards Delia, reaching her hands out towards her, with the sudden explosion of feeling in her nethers.
Delia leans forward as well, grasping Gillian's hands perhaps a bit tighter than she intended, as her lower half feels like it's exploding! She grasps at Gillian's hands hard and pushes forward into a kiss, closing her eyes as every inch of her wants to scream and pull back.
Gillian meets the kiss both eagerly and passionately, doing her best to pull Delia close as her overwhelming orgasm crashes over her as well. She holds back a scream, but definitely moans heavily into the kiss as her eyes roll back at the sensation.
Delia gives one last breath upon Gillian's lips, before letting go with a bloodcurling scream as she falls backwards: "G-gyaaaaaah!"
Gillian falls backwards as well, too overwhelmed to do much else other than cry out... blearily trying to cling to consciousness in the fog of pleasure and pain.
Delia leans back on the bed, just gasping for air as her nethers feel like they're on fire... granted, a very pleasurable kind of fire, but the kind of fire that is made of pain as well. Fires of passion, if you will. She lets out deep breath one after another, coherent thought on a break right now.
Gillian moans, less out of ecstasy and more like someone slowly coming back around, "Ugh... D-Delia...? You... okay?"
Delia nods, then giggles with gasps as she realizes that Gillian has no chance of seeing it. "Y-yeah. Ow. G-gonna feel that tomorrow. You?"
Gillian cringes, still seeing stars when she opens her eyes, "S-same... hurts... so... good."
Delia dares open her own eyes as well: "Yeah ow, but yeah good too." The act may have finally broken the learned scholar's thesaurus. "Just gotta maybe not ow do that again. A-at least, n-not right now."
Gillian has definitely closed her eyes again, "N-no... not right now, no." She catches her breath for a moment, "H-how... do we... get it out?"
Delia swallows: "Just gotta... I t-think best way is to undo... t-the leg spell, with the words." She blinks as her mind attempts to uncloud enough to remember the words that undo the spell. "Um..."
Gillian blinks, still breathing heavily as she waits. "W-words? Words... or potion... potion that's... still in the kitchen...?"
Delia blinks: "O-oh. D-dangit. Knew we forgot something." She squirms despite it being not the best idea. "W-well, we can just... wait right here while I... remember the..."
Gillian cringes again at the feelings that course through her now very oversensitive body. "A-ah! W-waiting... Just... careful."
Delia winces: "S-sorry, love." She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, calming herself. She can do this. She can do this despite the rubber implement in between her legs. She's smart, Gillian keeps saying she is. She can-
She blinks her eyes open: "Worldly caiman pie." To her infinite relief, she starts to feel a tingle around her legs instead of yet more in between them.
Gillian smiles as a good deal of the pressure and sensation suddenly relieves itself. "Mmmm... Knew you had it." She waits as she lets that similar tingly sensation from before now runs in reverse. Her legs slowly grow out, splitting and winding back into existence, the dildo between them seems to stretch at first, but apparently the magic portion that pushed deep inside has also reset along with the spell, and pops out with relative ease, along with quite a bit of fluids from the very intense orgasm, causing Gillian to moan in relief.
Delia gasps as her legs become only hers again, as the dildo gently pops out of her. "Oh my... let's do that again... maaaybe not tomorrow, exactly." She just lies on her back, moving her legs only enough to make sure they're there again, taking deep breaths as the flood of euphoria and hormones start to finally ebb.
Gillian giggles tiredly, stretching her hooves out and back as well. "Could do with... A little less pain?" Gillian has only fleeting sexual experiences with Delia, and this one by far is the most intense. "Loved the rest. The helplessness. Loved being a part of you~."
Delia nods, breathing out: "Y-yeah, p-probably skip t-that last stretch next time. Jus', you know, wanted to know..." The corgi spreads her arms and legs out, just staring at the ceiling: "Hoo boy. D-don't mind me as I just... lie here... for a bit..."
Gillian hums, "...Want to hold you close... But, having a little trouble moving. Hah.."
Delia giggles breathily: "Go figure, same problem... we can just... be here for a bit." Her body feels like it's on fire, but now mostly the good kind of fire where doing things is not necessary.
Gillian giggles tiredly, "It's alright... We're still together. I still feel like a part of you."
Delia smiles, tilting her head enough to glance at Gillian, now that she is able to again: "We are, I don't think that's going to change~."
Gillian tilts her head to look back with a warm smile. "Me either. No matter what magic may change us, that'll remain."
Delia giggles softly, shifting enough to touch her hand to Gillian's: "Y-yeah. I love you, Gillian."
Gillian weakly stretches to grasp Delia's hand in turn, "Love you too, Delia."
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