The Magic of Biology

When Bloom returned to her room she was only mildly surprised to see Mirta sitting on Flora's bed with Flora herself nowhere in sight. What surprised her more was that Mirta looked... different somehow. There seemed to be some kind of peaceful glow around her Bloom couldn't identify. Maybe it was a sign that the redhead was becoming more fairy and less witch.

Which was a thought loaded with implications that almost made Bloom blush again.

"Hey Bloom," said Mirta.

"Hi," Bloom said casually, walking over to her side of the room. "Waiting for Flora, I take it?"

Mirta nodded. "She's just down to the kitchen to pick up some food. We're going to have a picnic."

"That sounds nice," said Bloom.

"It is," said Mirta. "Flora always gets more into it when we have sex in the open air."

For a moment, Bloom didn't know what to say even though she felt that, considering everything that had happened so far today, she really should've seen something like that coming.

"Oh," said Bloom.

"I think she feels more free when she's around plants and trees and dirt instead of inside some artificial construct," Mirta continued.

"Could be," said Bloom. "I guess."

Mirta smiled vaguely. "You know, if I'd known this before, we might've got together when I was still a pumpkin, don't you think?"

"I really don't know what to think about that," Bloom said.

"I think you really don't want to think about that," said Mirta. "But that's OK. I guess every witch is a bit twisted inside."

"You're not any more twisted than any of us," Bloom said. "I mean, that's why you're here, isn't it?"

"Maybe," said Mirta.

The bedroom door was suddenly flung open dramatically to create an even more dramatic entrance.

"Bloom, there you are!"

"Stella?"

Before Bloom could do anything to react, Stella had grabbed her arm and was pulling her back towards the door again.

"You have to help me, Bloom. I'm going out tonight and I need someone to help me pick out what to wear."

"Oh, OK," said Bloom, stumbling after the Solarian princess. "See you later, Mirta."

"Bye," Mirta said with a small wave of her hand.

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Bloom sat easily on Stella's bed, watching the girl root through her extensive wardrobe and listening to her muttering to herself. It was kind of nice and relaxing in all its familiarity.

As Stella leaned forward into her closet, Bloom's gaze fell on Stella's behind. Even though it was still basically covered by one of Stella's miniature mini-skirts it was a nice sight. Stella had a very nice... behind. Bloom imagined it would be sort of firm without being too skinny. She wondered how it would feel in her hands.

Bloom blinked. No. No, she was not wondering that! She was not thinking about sex again!

With grim determination, Bloom averted her gaze and looked at the window. And then found her eyes drawn back to Stella again. She really did have a really nice ass.

Stella spun around suddenly, surprising Bloom into turning her eyes up at her face.

"What do you think?" Stella asked, holding up some clothes.

Bloom tried to focus on Stella's question, tried to call up her reserves of fashion knowledge. But she couldn't shake the thought that the best look for Stella was the one where she wasn't wearing any clothes at all.

"I... I..."

"Well?" Stella asked impatiently.

Bloom's eyes drifted downwards again in embarrassment. Trying to skip at Stella's breasts, but stealing a glimpse at them anyway, across the bare stomach to...

The miniature mini-skirt. It was bulging. And the purple tip of Stella's cock was peeking out from under the hem. Bloom swallowed hard and stared at it, eyes wide.

"Seriously, Bloom, I know I want you to focus on me, but not that part of me."

"What? Oh, sorry," Bloom said, looking back up at Stella's face again. She didn't notice that the clothes Stella had been holding had disappeared into the closet again.

"But if you're that interested, I guess I don't mind showing you."

"No," said Bloom. "No, you don't have to..."

But Stella had already kicked off her shoes and discarded her top. And then her mini-skirt was around her ankles before casually being kicked away into a corner of the room.

"There," said Stella.

Bloom opened her mouth. Then she closed it again. There was little surprising about Stella's body. The clothes she wore left little to the imagination anyway and the shape of her body was so similar to Bloom's that Bloom could easily fill in the blanks on her own. Still, there was something very arousing about seeing Stella exposed like this. Her bare breasts, just a touch bigger than Bloom's, would be enough to make her hard if she had a cock. It certainly was enough to make her wet. As for further down...

It was weird, but no strangely erotic in its own right. Stella had a cock, not hard at the moment, but certainly not bloodless either and a pair of testicles. But there wasn't a single sign of her pussy. She simply didn't have one right now. Bloom wondered if it was possible to really go all the way. To have those breasts disappear, to become more blocky. To be truly male.

But... no, something inside of her knew that couldn't be done. No matter how fluid their gender, there would always be something intensely female about fairies. It was a comforting thought, as strange as it was.

"OK, now I want to see you," Stella said.

"What?"

Suddenly Stella was kneeling in front of Bloom. "You know what I mean," she said.

Some last remnant of her human upbringing screamed that she shouldn't just let Stella take her pants off to look at her naughty bits. Bloom didn't pay any attention to it and just smiled and nodded.

Stella didn't waste any time removing Bloom's garments. She smiled vaguely as she ran her fingertips through Bloom's short pubic hair.

"I like it smooth," she said. "How about I shave you sometime this week? I promise you it'll be worth your while."

"I'll think about it," Bloom answered.

Stella's fingers moved lower until they brushed Bloom's lips.

"So wet already," she murmurred. "And all because of me?"

"Oh yes," Bloom breathed, enjoying Stella's light touch and subconsciously deciding that now was not the time to tell her about her little talk with Mirta. Or the stuff that happened with Musa and Tecna for that matter.

Two of Stella's fingers moved next to Bloom clit, causing a brief shudder of pleasure to run through the girl's body.

"How cute," Stella cooed. "You know, I think you could get your clit pierced."

"Why would I... why would I want that?" Bloom asked, looking down and resisting the urge to put her hand on Stella's head.

Stella looked up and winked mischievously. "Because I think it'd look really sexy on you. Still, I've heard that girls who get clits pierced have difficulty forming their cocks again and that would be a shame wouldn't it? Speaking of which, where's yours?"

"My... I don't..." Bloom stammered.

"You don't know how to do it yet? Tsk. For a girl your age it should be as natural as breathing," Stella said. "Earth must be a really dull place if girls don't even know how to form their own cocks."

"Still..."

"Hmm," Stella said, caressing Bloom's slit with her hand. "Just think hard maybe?"

Bloom closed her eyes and tried to think about... what? All she could think of was Stella's hand and how good it felt. There was no room in there for details of magic. All she wanted was relax, lay back and let Stella do whatever she wanted with her.

Stella.

For a moment, Bloom imagined Stella once again standing with her back to her, rooting through her closet. Once again, Stella's ass was tantalizingly in front of her. What she wouldn't give to raise that skirt, grab the girl's hips and...

A whole new wave of desire flooded through Bloom, mingling with the simmering pleasure.

"That's it," Stella breathed. "Wow, you must be really turned on."

Bloom opened her eyes to see Stella gazingly appreciatively, perhaps even admiringly, at her very hard cock.

"I am," Bloom grunted.

"Well, I suppose I shouldn't leave you this excited," Stella said. "It probably wouldn't be polite or something."

Stella leaned forward and carefully placed a soft kiss on the very tip of Bloom's cock. Bloom saw a faint, shimmering light passing Stella's lips and wrap itself around the full length of her cock before seemingly sinking into the flesh.

"There," said Stella.

"What did you do?" Bloom asked.

Stella giggled. "Touch it and find out."

Bloom touched herself with a finger and found it almost immediately slipping away. Her whole cock was as slippery as... as... as something really, really slippery.

"Why'd you do that?" Bloom asked.

"Well, we all have our little quirks," Stella said. "And for mine, you really need to be lubed up."

"You don't mean..."

"Hmm."

Smiling, Stella stood up and turned her back towards Bloom.

"Ready?"

"Oh yes."

Stella made a little pleased noise and, looking carefully, sat down in Bloom's lap. Bloom slid into Stella effortlessly. It was warm and tight and felt... wonderful.

"Oh, I'm glad I memorised those spells," Stella moaned in one long breath.

"So am I," Bloom said.

Stella laughed softly and began moving. Bloom put her hands on Stella's hips. What she wanted to do was kind of raise Stella until her cock was almost all the way out of her ass again and then slam her back down hard, thrusting into her. But since she wasn't quite sure how Stella would respond to that, Bloom was content to just have her hands resting on Stella's body. Not that what Stella was doing wasn't magnificent in its own right. She moved with agonising slowness, building up the pleasurable friction no matter how magically smooth they both were. The fire Stella awakened was still low and smouldering and more terribly lustful than anything else. Bloom had the feeling Stella could keep her going like this for hours, giving her enough pleasure to drive her insane, yet never letting her come even close to orgasm.

Stella's muscles squeezed Bloom tight and the glowing embers erupted into a blaze. Perhaps Stella didn't feel like going insane with pleasure either, perhaps she'd just wanted to make a point and felt that she had made it.

Whatever it was, Stella began moving faster, her ass squeezing and releasing her cock, her breath coming out in short, excited gasps. Bloom leaned forward until her shirt rubbed Stella's back, then reached out with one hand and wrapped her fingers around Stella's cock. Because of the way Stella's body moved on top of hers, Bloom wouldn't have to do much to technically jerk Stella off, but she wasn't about do that. She tried to move her hand up and down Stella's cock in perfect counterpoint to Stella's own movements, but failed. Stella was obviously lost in ecstacy, her body moving almost of its own accord, driven solely by pleasure. Bloom herself wasn't fairing much better, jerking and fucking, her body taking over from her mind and knowing exactly what it was doing.

"Bl... Bl..." the blonde princess gasped. "Blo..."

Stella grunted, her body writhing, losing the last bits of control it had. Her ass squeezed Bloom almost at random and semen spurted from her cock with every shudder. Bloom, feeling Stella's body writhing against her, came as well, filling the girl's ass with semen until it ran down her shaft and pooled on her own body.

Eventually, the girls came to rest, Bloom still inside Stella and neither of them doing anything to change that. Stella leaned back and turned her head enough so that she could awkwardly kiss Bloom.

"Congratulations," Stella said, her breathing almost regular again.

Bloom smiled faintly. "Tell me the truth. You never had any plans of going out tonight, did you?"

Stella just smiled in return and kissed her again.