155: A Fake P*nis? (18+)
“If you let go, I’ll tell you how I made this toy seem so lifelike and attached it just above my pussy without any visible seams,” Beatrice said to Felicia as a gamble to get her dick free from the beastkin’s grasp.
“Aha! So you admit that your penis is fake!” Felicia shined triumphantly.
“Of course!” Beatrice played along, hoping to put an end to this. “Have you ever seen a woman with a real penis attached? But there’s a trick to this invention of mine. And if you just keep pulling, you’ll damage it irreversibly!”
“Fair enough,” Felicia said and—satisfied that she was proven right—let go of Beatrice’s sore dick.
Finally! Beatrice let out a heavy sigh of relief, took a step back from the crazy beastkin girl, and said, “Tabitha, wake up Rafaelia and get dressed! We’re late for our meeting. Meanwhile, I need to talk to our new friend here for a couple of minutes.”
Tabitha did not need to be told twice. She parted from Galla’s embrace and stood up easily despite the recent sudden ass penetration by Felicia.
“Alright, look,” Beatrice returned her attention to Felicia and tried to talk as calmly and be as reasonable as humanly possible, “Even if I explain and demonstrate every aspect of my ‘toy’ to you, I’ll still be the only one physically capable of using it. It really is one of a kind in this world, as far as I can tell. And the fact that you never saw anything like this, only confirms that I’m right.”
“Wrong!” Felicia declared and crossed her arms underneath her hair. “Inventing something new and amazing is truly difficult, on that everyone can agree. But once an invention has been created and tested, copying and recreating it is laughably easy by comparison. And besides, you’ve already proven that by duplicating your toy on that unconscious bunny girl!”
“That was a temporary one,” Beatrice said. “Unlike the original, those copies disappear after a couple of minutes.”
“So it just needs a few tweaks, no biggie!” Felicia seemed to be set on getting her hands on Beatrice’s ‘toy’.
Beatrice sighed. Obviously, this beastkin’s unreasonable desires could not be met. Beatrice had no intention of cutting her own dick off to satisfy some random brat’s fleeting curiosity and neither did Beatrice have any intention of getting into a second physical altercation over her own dick.
Beatrice saw one way out of this, but she was hesitant to go that route. Beatrice had to confirm something first and asked Felicia, “How old are you anyway!?”
“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Felicia asked, seemingly genuinely surprised that Beatrice would not have figured out her age by now. “Twenty-one!”
“Bullshit!” Beatrice protested the fact that this little shrimp with an attention span of a fruit fly could possibly be twenty-one years old.
“How dare you!” Felicia got angry over Beatrice not believing her. “You mean to imply that I look much older than twenty-one?”
“What? Of course not!”
“Then I don’t understand you at all!” Felicia said. “I’m a member of the S.E.C.R.E.T. Guild. Only people of age eighteen or older ar permitted to join. And one of the many requirements of becoming a Scout for the Guild is to be a member of the Guild for no less than three years. Everyone knows this!”
“Is that true?” Beatrice asked Tabitha who was in the middle of helping Rafaelia get dressed.
“Y-yes, it’s true,” Tabitha nodded and handed Beatrice her cloak, bra, and panties.
“Oh, thank you! Just a moment,” Beatrice said to Felicia and quickly got dressed herself. “Alright, Tabitha, are you ready to go?”
“Always ready!” Tabitha exclaimed and wrapped her hands around Beatrice’s breasts from behind. “To the deepest, darkest nest of demons, if you wish! Even if that might mean getting trapped and sexually tortured for all eternity! Hopefully—”
“Not today,” Beatrice cut off Tabitha’s daydreaming.
“Do you plan to reveal your toy’s secrets or not?” Felicia raised her voice.
“Sure thing,” Beatrice said and walked up to Felicia. “Give me your hand!”
Felicia raised her eyebrow but gave Beatrice her left hand, curious to see what this had to do with the 'toy' between Beatrice's legs.
“Good,” Beatrice smiled. “The secret is, that my dick is absolutely, one hundred percent real. As are the temporary ones that I am able to grant to others, even if those ones do have an unfortunately limited lifespan.”
“You—” Felicia was about to say something, but was interrupted when she felt something grow below her abdomen because Beatrice had cast [Dick Growing] on Felicia while holding on to her hand for direct skin contact.
“Ahn!” Felicia moaned and fell to her knees.
The beastkin girl suddenly felt pleasant warmth rushing through her, emanating from her hand. The warmth spread and concentrated below her abdomen, along with the growing pleasant sensations as something tingled and continued to grow, due to Beatrice also casting [Arousing Touch] for good measure.
“You’ll have three minutes to discover whether that growing thing between your legs is real or not,” Beatrice said to Felicia. “Maybe, if you ask really nicely, Galla over there might even help you in your ‘discoveries’.”
Galla—still naked and on the ground—looked at Beatrice and Felicia with an approving smile.
“Let’s go,” Beatrice said to Tabitha and Rafaelia, and the three women left the alley, leaving the unbelieving beastkin together with Galla and an unconscious bunny girl to reassess her beliefs.