Find a buxom wench to try your power on
From Create Your Own Story
As you walk out into the sunlight from the fortune teller's tent, you start to wonder if that really just happened. Maybe you're asleep and this is all just a dream? After a moment of reflection you decide it really doesn't matter. If you are dreaming, then there are no real consequences for your actions and you can do whatever you want. If you aren't dreaming, and you really have the ability to get people to do whatever you want them to...then you can get people to do whatever you want them to!! The thought that you might actually have the power to control the will of anyone you wish is exciting. When you start to notice the number of beautiful women walking around the fairgrounds, and you realize you could have any one of them, your cock twitches a bit. You need to try this thing again and see if it really works. As you wander around the renaissance festival grounds, you start to look in earnest for your next test subject. Finally you spot one, like a lion spotting a lone gazelle, off on her own and vulnerable. She is a short, curvy young woman in her early 20's. Her dark hair is done up in some sort of medieval headdress, and her huge breasts are barely contained by the corset of her costume. She appears to be the lone proprietor of a food stand that sells pickles and Scotch eggs. The stand is actually just one section of several in a long building. Many of the others have lines of at least a few people, your the buxom young woman you are watching is currently alone. You stride confidently toward her, and she smiles at you with large doe eyes.
"Greetings, my Lord. How art thou?" she says as you approach.
"I am fantastic," you say confidently. "What's your name."
"I am Ophelia," she replies. "What is your name, my Lord?"
Ignoring her question, you say "I see you sell large pickles.
"Why yes, my Lord," she replies. "We have the finest pickles in the realm."
"Would you like to see my pickle?" you ask.
The young wench looks embarrassed and clearly doesn't know how to respond. "Umm...excuse me?" she finally says.
"I would love to show you my pickle," you tell her.
"Uh...no thank you," she says uncomfortably.
You smile at her and say, "Why don't you take me in back of your little shop and let me stick my pickle in you."
She seems to be passing from embarrassment to annoyance, and replies with an edge in her voice. "Listen, mister," she says. "I have a boyfriend and am not into old guys. Maybe you've had a bit too much ale today. I think you go walk it off."
You continue to smile at her for a minute, then say the magic phrase, "Doar spune da."
Young Ophelia looks you up and down, then lifts the counter hatch to let you into her shop and says, "I'd like to show you something, my Lord. Please, come with me."
You walk into the small stand and follow her as she passes through a heavy curtain into a back room. Roughly the size of a large closet, it's basically a combination storage and prep room, with an exit out the back. When you are both past the curtain and in the small room, Natalie turns to face you.
"Please show me your big pickle, my Lord," she says as she reaches down to rub your hardening cock through your shorts.
No need for foreplay here. You drop your shorts and proudly show the young wench your man meat.
"That is a fine cock, my Lord," she says. "Now what will you do with it?"
You could get used to this. "Turn around and bend over, and I'll show you a magic trick," you say.
Ophelia complies, turning her back to you and bending over. You lift up her long dress and see she is wearing some kind of large, frilly undergarment. Again not seeing the need to be subtle, you pull them down and expose her big, white ass. You slide your cuck between her legs and rub it up against her moist cunt.
"Hocus pocus," you say. "Now see how I make my cock disappear."
Clearly you are enjoying yourself, and you chuckle at your silly joke as you press the head of your cock into the young woman's waiting hole. Her pussy is very tight, and you have to take care sliding all the way in. Her pussy quickly accepts you, however, and soon you are balls deep in the young woman's cunt.
You put your hands an her large hips and start to fuck her properly. Her tight pussy feels amazing on your cock, and your body is slapping against her huge ass. Ophelia is leaning over a large case of something or other, grabbing it for support as you slam into her over and over. Her big, round ass begs you to smack it, so you rear back and slap it hard along with one of your thrusts. This elicits a loud yelp from the girl, but she doesn't seem to want you to stop. You continue to fuck her from behind, smacking her ass a few more times. A large, red, hand-shaped welt is appearing on her bright white ass cheak, and you are just about to cum. To finish the image, you pull out at the last second a blast a load across her rear end. You grab your cock and squeeze out a couple of last spurts and then step back to admire your masterpiece.
"Thank you, my Lord," she says. "That was a very nice magic trick."
"Anytime," you say, as you hike up your shorts and step back out of the little shop.
What a great day.
What now?
