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Magic: The Sealing Of The Id
(The multi-part FINAL saga)

Graduation Day-

Mark’s perspective:

This is insane!
The girls can’t seriously expect me to do this!
And what if it DOES work?!
EVERYONE is here!
And yet, they really expect me to just-

Earlier that morning-

“No! No way!” I gasp as I look around at Emily, Tanya, Christine and James.
“Mark, it’s the best chance we’ve got! With everyone there, the gathered Sacral energy will be too much for the Id to ignore!” Emily points out.
“Plus, once you transform, it won’t matter, remember?! Besides, it’s not like everyone hasn’t seen it already.”
“Um, YEAH IT IS!” I yelp. “Plenty of YOUR old teachers and girls from the middle and elementary schools haven’t!” I argue.
I don’t really know that for sure, but with what Emily is suggesting, it’s still humiliating.
“Plus, what if it doesn’t work?!” I add.
We all share a nervous look, but then, Emily shakes her head.
“It will. It has to. It’s one of the Ritual Sites. Once you unseal your energy, you’ll be impossible for the Id to ignore.”
Christine rubs my back.
“We’ll all be there to jump in, too. I’ll be there to protect you, like always. I promise, remember?” She rests her head on my arm.
“We’ll be fully charged up. We have the spells ready. We just need to draw the Id- Julie- out into the open.” Emily explains.
“But, with us on the stage- everyone will-“ I start, but Christine jumps in.
“Yeah. Everyone will see the Protectors Of Desire in action!” She nods, rubbing my arm reassuringly.
Emily huffs.
“While we’ve tried to keep ourselves in the shadows, over this last year, we’ve had to fight so much, that everyone knows about us now. It can’t be helped.” She sighs.
“We’re local legends! Hmhm!” Tanya chuckles.
“Mark. Please.” James says bluntly. “I know mum is under a spell, but I still see her look sad sometimes. And I miss Julie, too.”
Tanya rubs James’ arm.
“I know. I know.” I sigh.
I look at Emily.
She’s as confident and convicted as ever.
“Mark. It’s thanks to you and Christine that we might be able to pull this off.” She says bluntly.
“Em! You mean that?!” Christine gasps, surprised by the admition.
Emily smirks and nods.
“Without you guys figuring out how to ‘charge up’ the way you did, I don’t think it would be possible.”
“Gah! I still can’t believe you guys did ‘that’!” James gasps.
Tanya chuckles and rubs his butt.
“I still want to try it with you someday, James.” She coos.
“No way!” James yelps, cupping his hands to his butt.
“You might have to force him, T. But after, he’ll be begging for it! Right, Marky?” Christine gently rubs my butt.
“Oh, come on!” I yelp.
“Cum on what, Marky?” Christine winks.
“Speaking of that.” Emily crosses her arms. “Chris. Are you sure you’ll be able to get that ‘thing’ on and get to Mark in time?”
Christine nods.
“Yup! And the new harness I made works great! It’ll materialize as part of his costume when Mark transforms!” She explains.

It was just a couple days after that first time being ‘penetrated’ by Christine that she followed up on her idea.
Using her crafting skills and access to her mom’s shop, she quickly added the harness to my existing outfit.
It was surprisingly easy for her to slip into.
It was essentially stirrups that hung low on my hips that supported her legs so she could ‘ride me’ from behind.
It was incredibly effective.

“That, coupled with the spell should do it.” Emily nods.
“Does everyone remember the incantation?”
We all nod.

Back to the present:

Fortunately, with such a small graduating class, the ceremony shouldn’t take too long.
Christine, Tanya, Emily and James are out in the audience somewhere, ready to jump in.
We have the spell ready, and we’re all powered up.
Christine made sure of that last night.
Here I stand backstage with some of my female classmates.
I’m currently stuck in line between Victoria and Sam of all people.
My eyes keep darting all around, taking in my classmates naked bodies.
Even though I’m with Christine, she still gives me permission to look at the other girls, knowing I’d never do anything with them.
She’s even been encouraging it, since we don’t know how long these ‘circumstances’ will last.
I’d never touch one of them, not now that I’m with her, but I definitely enjoy looking.
“Are you guys ready?” Carly smiles from around Sam.
“We made it!” Victoria chirps from behind me.
I feel a pinch on my buttcheek!
“Hey!” I yelp, turning to look at her.
She’s tall and skinny, but absolutely gorgeous!
My eyes scan her skinny frame-
Her small patch of dark pubic hair, slender hips and tiny breasts.
Kat stands behind her, grinning.
Gah!
Why are all my classmates so friggin’ hot!
Every single one of them!
I then remember my task-
My purpose in this plan.

“And now,” Ms Beckinsale’s voice calls from the stage. “Your graduating class of Wicker Creek High!”
My hand moves to the binding ring as the first girl walks out to the stage.
I turn back forward and my eyes immediately fall on Sam’s perfect ass!
I stretch and slip the binding ring from beneath my balls.
I feel it start!
(Mark?) Christine echoes.
Thats right!
Our connection has been stronger since we had our ‘special night’.
(Is the binding ring off? I can barely sense you.) Christine echoes.
(Not yet.) I echo. (Not all the way.)
My penis is twitching, but remains limp!
(Mark. You have to take it off. Unseal your energy. It’s the only way to draw out the Id.) Christine echoes.
Sam and Carly are ahead of me.
Victoria and Kat behind, as well as 5 of my other graduating classmates!
“Ugh.” I groan as I slide the ring the rest of the way off.
The effects are immediate!
Sam has her back to me, and I have my back to Victoria, so neither immediately see what’s happening.
“Anna Smith.” Headmistress Beckinsale calls as Anna steps out onto the stage.
We move forward.
Sam stops, I stop, but then Victoria trips slightly and bumps me from behind.
It isn’t hard, but it’s enough to make the head of my semi-erect penis press into Sam’s lower back, just above her buttcrack!
“Hey! What gives, Mar-?!” Sam’s voice catches as she turns to face me.
The sight of her full frontal nudity is enough to finish what the ring removal started.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck!” I mumble/whisper.
Sam’s lips curl into that trademark smirk as she see’s my penis react for the first time in while.
“Ooooo! Momma like!” She coos.
“You guys, pay atten-“ Carly turns and looks around Sam to see what the issue is, her voice catching as we watch my penis bounce and stick straight out, twitching and growing in length and girth.
I use every bit of my will power to keep from getting fully erect.
“Oh! Mark!” Carly points.
Victoria and Kat excitedly peer around me to view my semi-erect penis rise (although, AGONIZINGLY slow!)
My cock twitches from 6-
To 7 inches!
Pointing straight out in front of me!
“Mark!” Carly gasps.
“Dude! Your cock chooses NOW to pop up?! It’s been like, a year since I’ve seen it like that!” Sam chirps.
“Penny Yonkers.” Ms Beckinsale calls the next girl onto the stage.
Carly is up next, then Sam, then me!
“Oh god! Mark! It’s almost your turn!” Carly gasps.
“The entire elementary, middle and highschool classes are out there!” Kat chirps, peering around Victoria.
“Carly Shay.” Ms Beckinsale calls.
“Oh! Shoot!” Carly turns and starts walking out on stage.
“Shit! Okay! Hang on Mark. Maybe we can just quickly-“ Sam then grabs my cock!
“Sam! No!” I yelp as Sam begins tugging my penis!
I watch as Sam’s perfect breasts jiggle as she tugs on my semi-erect penis!
I feel myself stiffen even more when-
“Samantha Pucket.” Ms Beckinsale calls.
“Shit!” Sam looks over her shoulder as she keeps tugging!
She pauses and looks down.
My cock is twitching, holding it’s 90 degree angle, and showing signs of extending and plumping further.
“Sorry, Mark!” Sam turns and quickly heads out on stage.
Seeing her perfectly round ass jiggle keeps the process going.
I’m fighting it, but losing.
“Mark!” Victoria grabs my arm from behind and spins me around to face her.
My cock swings and the head brushes against her slender waist!
“Oh! Whoa!” She gasps.
Victoria stares down, wide eyed at my imminent erection while I stare down at her small breasts, flat stomach and tiny strip of dark pubic hair!
“I don’t think I can-“ Victoria traces her hand down my chest and abs.
“I mean, I could try and-“ She moves her hand downward!
Just as her fingers graze my trimmed pubes at the base of my penis-
“Mark Grayhart.” Ms Beckinsale announces from the stage.
“Oh!” Victoria gasps, pulling her hands away.
We lock eyes.
Kat leans in from behind Victoria.
“Mark, that’s you!” She whispers.
“Oh!” She gasps as she sees the state of my cock.
“Better go.” She winces, trying not to smirk.
“Shit!” I hiss as I start out onto the stage.

I immediately hear gasps, whispers and giggles, as well as a few “Oh my” ‘s from the audience.
The giggles are mostly from the elementary and middle schoolers in attendance.
I decide to face forward as I pass all the instructors from WCH, seated on the stage.
Headmistress Beckinsale is staring wide eyed, mouth agape as I make my way towards her.
My classmates who walked before me are all staring from the other side of the stage as well.
I glance down, using my lower peripheral.
I’m not fully erect, but I’m certainly not flaccid, either.
I can tell my cock is about 3/4ths of it’s full length.
With each step though, I feel it swing, twitch, stiffen and lengthen even more!
Headmistress Beckinsale doesn’t let me get all the way to her though.
She steps out from behind her podium raising her hand to stop me.
I freeze mid-stage, clenching my fists.
The instructors all look on with mixed shock, embarassment, smirks and headshakes.
The lights from above are reflected in the Headmistress’ half-moon glasses, making her eyes appear as white fire!
Headmistress Beckinsale stands by her podium, keeping one hand on it’s lip, lowering the hand she’d raised to stop me to her hip.
She has her dark hair pulled back in tight bun.
I realize this is my first time seeing the Headmistress since the Id’s influence began.
Though in her 40’s, Ms Beckinsale is HOT!
Her breasts are small, but still somewhat perky, no sag apparent yet!
She’s fit!
Her pubic hair is neatly trimmed and shaped into a perfect triangle!
After glaring at me in shock and anger for a few moments, Ms Beckinsale composes herself and turns back to the microphone on the podium.
“Students and mothers of Wicker Creek. I’m sure many of you have gotten to meet our ‘star Senior’ Mark Grayhart, in passing, at the very least.” Ms Beckinsale removes the microphone from the podium and walks towards me.
“It’s been a little over a year now since Wicker Creek initialized it’s ‘Male Nudity’ mandate.
What started in Wicker Creek High’s auditorium was swiftly expanded to the whole of Wicker Creek-
Mandatory Male Nudity.”

The Headmistress’ words fall into an echo in the back of my mind.
Being forced to stand nude on stage again is surreal, and just as terrifying as the first time!
(Mark.) Christine echoes. (Whatever happens, just go with it.)
I shut my eyes tight and clench my fists as I feel my penis twitching into full erection!
While I am aware of the Headmistress’ voice over the P.A., it’s other voices from the audience and my classmates I hear.
“Look at his thingy, mommy!”
“It’s growing!”
“It’s moving!”
“So big!”
“My god! That’s Gwen’s boy!”
My classmates who walked before me are whispering as well.
Sam!
I remember Sam giving me a partial handjob before my walk out on stage!
I open my eyes to see Sam and Carly whispering to one another where they sit at the opposite side of the stage.
Sam has her legs slightly parted, giving me another look at that tuft of dark blonde pubic hair.
Fuck!
That does it.
My penis continues twitching and slowly completes it’s arch upwards into full erection in front of everyone!
All I can do is stand and take the berating from Headmistress Beckinsale in front of everyone!
“So, as punishment, I will be withholding your diploma until you get yourself under control.”
She nods.
Ms Becker and Ms Lee step up and each take an arm, pulling me back with the other teachers on stage.
Headmistress Beckinsale makes her way back to the podium.
“Now then, we’ll continue. Victoria Vega.” She announces.
Victoria walks out on stage to receive her diploma.
I watch as her slender frame passes by.
Like all my classmates, she’s truly beautiful.
“Mark.” Ms Becker whispers. “You’re embarassing yourself in front of everyone!”
“You haven’t officially graduated yet, so the school rules still apply! The Headmistress might punish you if you don’t get yourself under control!” Ms Lee whispers.
“I-I’m sorry! It’s just-! I can’t help it!” I beg.
“Nonsense!” Ms Becker hisses. “You’ve been in complete control for the last year! We’ve all seen it!”
That’s because of the binding ring!
But they don’t know that!
“Kat Valentine.” Ms Beckinsale calls up Kat next.
Kat is grinning as she passes me.
I take in her nudity as well.
Gah!
Her slight curves are amazing!
As my classmates pass me on stage, I take in their bodies one by one.
“Kim Buckowsky.” Ms Beckinsale announces Kim’s name.
Knowing who was left, I feel somewhat relieved.
It’s almost over!
Kim takes her diploma and makes her way to the other side of the stage with the others.
“Penny Wilson.”
Still, all I can do is stand here and watch as each of my nude female classmates passes by me on stage.
Kai is the last name called.
I admire her petite, short frame.
Her small breasts and dark nipples, as well as her thick strip of black pubic hair.
She grins as she passes by.
Finally, everyone has crossed the stage.
Headmistress Beckinsale turns her attention back to me.

“Now then. Mark Grayhart.” She looks down at my throbbing erection.
There was no way it was going down, not with all my classmates and teachers naked on stage.
Ms Beckinsale walks over as Ms Becker and Ms Lee pull me to the front of the stage.
Ms Beckinsale crosses her arms and shakes her head as she regards my erection up close.
“I do believe we’ve been in a similar situation before, haven’t we, Mark?” She smirks.
I remember all too well.
Oh gah!
Is she going to SPANK me again?!!
My erect penis begins twitching!
Seeing all my classmates and instructors under the bright rec center auditorium lights has been slowly building my energy and need for release!
If Headmistress Beckinsale is suggesting that, I’ll lose it in front of all the students AND their parents!
“My goodness, Mr Grayhart!” Ms Beckinsale gasps.
“Oh, Mark!” Ms Becker coos.
“Mmmmm.” Ms Lee squeezes my arm.
I look down.
My fully erect penis is twitching and leaking pre-cum like a faucet!
I look at my instructors as they stand to half-encircle me.
“Let’s see, I believe spankings were in order last time, correct?” Ms Beckinsale taps her lips.
“Now then, I think we’ll just-HAH!” Ms Beckinsale is cut off as she begins squirming!
Ms Becker and Ms Lee almost pull me down as they, too, begin clenching their legs together and squirming at my sides!
My other instructors do the same!
There’s a collective gasp from my classmates and the audience.
“Ah! Ahhhhhhhh! Oh, gaaaaaaaah!” I moan and convulse as I feel it-
I feel my energy being pulled from deep inside!

James’ perspective:

Mark.
Oh man.
How can he act so calm on stage like that?!
I fainted when I was on stage.
And in front of everyone?!
Then again, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed getting to see the other seniors walk as their names are called to get their diplomas.
I know this is part of the plan, but I don’t think I could go through with it.
Ugh!
No!
This is for Julie!
Of course I would do this for her!
But still, what if I got a stiffy?!
What if I got that ‘stunted’ stiffy?!!
So humiliating!
Everyone already compares me to Mark.
“Ugh!” I grunt as I feel it!
Even with my binding ring on, I feel that violating ‘tug’ from deep inside!
I pitch forward in my seat.
“James?!” Tanya immediately places her hands on my shoulders.
Reflexively, I grip my hands over my genitals, cupping them tightly.
A moment after the sensation rips through me, Tanya also squeezes her legs together and convulses!
“Oh! Ooooooo!” My mom moans and squirms next to me.
Tanya’s mom does the same next to her!
A feeder?!
“Ah! Oooooooooooo!” I moan as I sit back, moving my hands away from my crotch.
“James? Are you-? Oh!” Tanya gasps as we watch.
My penis is twitching- stiffening- despite me still having the binding ring in place!
Everyone in attendance, all the moms and daughters begin shifting, moaning and writhing in their seats!
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
My penis, balls, taint and anus ache!
There’s a pleasurable ‘tightening’ like nothing I’ve felt before!
(Guys! Be ready!) Emily’s voice echoes.

Mark’s perspective:

Ms Becker and Ms Lee release my arms, pressing their hands to their privates!
Headmistress Beckinsale, Ms Sampson, Ms Waller, Ms Johanson, Ms Colson and Ms Inez all do the same!
My classmates gasp and moan.
I see them all pressing their hands to their privates and gripping their breasts!
“Ah! Ahhhhhhhh! Oh, gaaaaaaaah!” I moan and convulse as I feel it-
I feel my energy being pulled from deep inside!
I reflexively grip my penis with both hands to stem the sensation, but I know what this is-
What this MUST be!
“Ah! Ooooooooooh!”
All of my instructors drop to their knees or roll onto their sides, desperately clutching at their privates as they convulse!
My classmates begin falling or sliding out of their seats at the side stage!
They too are rolling around, convulsing and moaning as they clutch at their breasts and privates!
The collective moans of the entire audience of students and moms alike fill the auditorium!
I can see them falling out of their seats!
The bright overhead lights flicker rapidly!
(Desire!)
Julie’s dual voice echoes in my head!
The lights shift in hue from bright white to bright pink!
(Mark! James! Chris! Tanya! Em!)
We all echo one another in unison!
“Ah!” I feel my penis twitch and seemingly angle to point slightly higher, towards the ceiling!
I follow the line and my blood runs cold.
Descending through the roof of the rec center auditorium, like something rising from the surface of a lake in reverse, the petite, glowing pink, nubile female form sinks through the ceiling.
Julie’s hair, appearing made of pink light floats and flows as though submerged under water.
Her eyes are orbs of pink light.
“Desire.” Her ‘dual’ voice calls down.
“Aaaaaaaaah!” Everyone tenses and wrythes, squeezing their eyes shut as they all light up bright pink!
This is the Id!
From the audience, I see flames of red, purple, yellow and orange flare up!
In an instant, Christine, Emily, Tanya and James are with me!
(This is it!) Emily echoes.
(It’s here!) Christine echoes.
(Julie!) James echoes.
(It’s time!) Tanya echoes.
James removes his binding ring.
I look around at all our naked classmates, teachers and moms-
All have their eyes shut tight as they convulse in the throws of orgasmic agony.
(Now!) Emily echoes.
In unison, the 5 of us recite:
“Dissimulo et Mutatus!”
I focus my energy as the glowing blue neon straps of my witch’s outfit materialize and crawl along my flesh.
My mask materializes over my eyes and my aure flares bright blue.
Our collective rainbow of auric flames converge like a giant bonfire on stage.
The Id, still floating above and before us sensually traces her hands along her slender hips, up her torso and across her small chest.
“Ugh!” I feel my energy being forcefully pulled from deep inside!
“R-Remember the spell!” Emily shouts. “This is it!
Emily stands, defiantly.
She places one hand to her vulva and one hand cups one if her small breasts.
Tanya does the same, assuming ‘fighting’ stance.
James pinches his penis.
I look at Christine.
She’s fastening the dildo in place.
I tug open the newly added stirrups at my thighs and turn my back to Christine.
Using the ‘jump’ spell, Christine effortlessly slips in behind me.
Her legs guide themselves into the stirrups and I feel the slick dildo immediately find it’s way inside!
“Uuuuunnnnnng!” I moan as it slides into place.
I reach back and grab her ass for support.
Christine slides her hands forward to grab my cock.
I squeeze her ass as she begins to thrust!
(We finish this here!) Emily echoes.

Sorry.
I’ve envisioned the final conflict with the Id for so long now, penning it is proving difficult.
I am actively working to finish this story, but finding it hard not to rush ahead

Magic: The Sealing Of The Id
(The multi-part FINAL saga)

Graduation Day Continued-

Mark’s perspective:

(We finish this here!) Emily echoes.
Christine moves one hand back behind me.
I feel her messing with the dildo controls on the ‘mount’.
“Ung!” I grunt as she quickly dials in the desired combination.
“Mmm! Here we go, Mark! Just like we practiced!” She gasps.
She slides her hands and arms forward to wrap around my chest.
“It- It’s them!” Someone yells.
“It’s the P-Protectors Of Desire!” Another person yells from the audience.
Christine squeezes me tightly as she begins slowly thrusting.
“Ooooooooooh!” I moan as I feel the intense, rippling sensation of pleasure spread through me, growing stronger with each pulse!
I squeeze her ass as I support her.
“The spell!” Emily yells.
In unison, we all begin chanting:
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum.
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum.”
(AH!) The Id echoes.

Through the chanting, I can still hear the moaning and panting of the students, teachers and mothers gathered.
This is the largest concentration of people yet!
No wonder Emily was so confident the Id would show.
“Ung!” I grunt as I feel Christine sliding the dildo forwards and backwards.
Christine moves her hands to my chest.
She pinches my nipples and rolls her fingers!
(Desire!) The Id echoes.
“Ahhhhhhh!” I feel my energy being siphoned-
That horribly orgasmic ‘draining’ sensation!
“Fo-cus-and-fight!” Christine grunts as she thrusts.
I look up at Julie- The Id.
It has drifted down, lower and closer over the gathered moms, instructors and students.
It’s aura casts the auditorium in a bright pink light!
Streams of various colors drift up from the audience and our classmates and instructors!
I can see their Sacral energy!
The Id is feeding!
Even the flame of our collective auras is being pulled towards the Id!
I massage Christine’s butt as I pull her into me!
The pulsing vibrations go deeper!
I feel it!
The energy shift from within!
The siphoning stops.
“Des-i-deri-um em-is-sum - vag-i-nan-dum.
Des-i-deri-um ex-haust-um - co-hi-ben-dum!”
I chant as Christine thrusts, chanting with me.
The rainbow flame of our collective aura rises and roars upwards, breaking free from the Id’s siphoning!
“Aaaaaaaaaah!” The Id screams.
The Id rests backwards in the air, as though reclining on an invisible sofa.
It again reaches between it’s legs and begins rubbing!
The faint streams of colored light being drawn from the audience of mothers and students and teachers continue being drawn into the Id’s vulva, making the pink aura grow larger and brighter!
I notice my classmates crawling and writhing on the floor as their Sacral energy is being drained into the Id.
Cast in the pink light, each girl and woman on stage with us is laying flat on her back, lifting their hips in the air and thrusting their pelvises towards the Id!
If it wasn’t so terrifying in this context, it would be one of the most erotic scenes I’ve ever witnessed!
(Julie! Please! Stop this!) Emily echoes while continuing to chant and fight.
(Julie! Come back!) James echoes, also still chanting and tugging his erect penis.
The collective moans of everyone is deafening.
“Uuuuuunnnnnnnghgaaaaaaaaaah!” I moan as I feel my sphincter tighten around Christine’s dildo!
I’m still focussing my energy, but my body’s physiological response is reaching it’s limits.
Without the binding ring on, the pleasure is too much!
Christine is fucking me from behind as I support her-
It’s overwhelming!
“Oooooooooooohhhhhhhh!” The Id moans.
It floats down onto the stage, directly in front of us!
My classmates and instructors still on the floor roll and shift to angle their privates at the Id!
I can’t help but look.
Sam, Carly, Victoria and Kat are almost facing me directly!
No longer are they touching themselves-
They’re now supporting themselves in a ‘crab’ position, thrusting their privates upwards at the Id!

For a split second, time freezes as I take mental snapshot after mental snapshot of my 4 classmates’ exposed vulvas-
My 4 HOTTEST classmates!
The glorious view is broken as, with lightning speed, the glowing, pink, nubile form of the Id appears before me!
“You! The source!” It moans in Julie’s distorted ‘dual voice’.
This close, I can make out the cute features of Julie’s face, despite her being made of pink light!
The rainbow colors of our collective aura flame reflect on the Id’s glowing pink surface, creating a ‘refracting’ effect.
With my hands gripping Christine’s ass, and her hands rubbing my nipples, my throbbing cock is left unguarded.
The Id rotates in mid-air, right before me!
Hovering, inverted, the Id takes hold of my penis!
The instant those petite, glowing pink hands grip my cock, I feel my energy being drained in an intense and painful orgasmic ‘pull’ from deep within!
“Oooooooh! YESSSSSSSSSS!” The Id moans as it begins stroking my cock!

I’m frozen!
I can’t move!
The instant the Id’s hands wrapped around my cock, my body locked up!
The pulsing vibrations from within have turned into a deep, inner ‘pounding’.
The sensation of the dildo moving steadily spreads up my spine.
The tingling of Christine rubbing my nipples spreads across my chest.
The Id moves it’s hands along my cock with a precision and grip that I’ve never experienced!
“Des-i-deri-um em-is-sum - vag-i-nan-dum.
Des-i-deri-um ex-haust-um - co-hi-ben-DUUUUUUMMMMMM!”
I moan as I lose it!
I’d been focussing on building up for the fight, but in this moment, all is lost.
The Id releases my cock and floats backwards as cum begins erupting forward and upward!
“Aaaaaah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” I moan and gasp as rope after rope sprays into the air!
It doesn’t fall to the stage, however.
It floats through the air in streams before breaking up into thick globules.
Everything suddenly moves in slow motion.
It FEELS like slow motion, too!
The Id releases my cock and floats backwards.
The Id raises it’s hand and my jizz begins glowing blue, like my aura!
Frozen, we watch as the Id begins ‘swimming’ through the air, ‘slurping’ up the globules of cum like a goldfish!
(Mark! Focus!) Christine’s voice echoes.
My cock is still twitching-
Still erect.
Christine begins thrusting again, still rubbing my nipples and chest!
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum.
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum.”
I hear Emily, Tanya and James still chanting.
The Id, distracted by my emission, continues feeding on my transmuted jism.
(Wh-Why did it stop?) I ask.
(It didn’t!) Emily echoes. (It’s toying with you! Focus!)
I look around.
Everyone is still writhing and thrusting-
Their energy, still being drawn into the Id!
I grip my penis before it can soften.
I focus on that ‘pulsing’ from within-
I focus on my energy.
Sure enough, the Id snarles.
It begins gracefully swimming through the air again, slurping up the remaining cum globules.
It begins touching itself again, causing another wave of moans from the girls and women.
Our collective aura still roars as a unified flame-
A beacon in the wash of pink light eminating from the Id.
Christine continues rubbing my nipples and thrusting.
We continue chanting, focusing, but movement on the stage to my left draws my attention:

My classmates and instructors-
They all seem to be in a trance now as they maintain that ‘crab position’, bucking their hips in unison.
The sight is enough to keep me erect.
That, and Christine’s thrusting and rubbing.
“Uuuuuung!”
“Ooooooooooohhh!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!”
My classmates, instructors, mothers and students in the audience all moan louder as they continue to buck their hips in that crab position.
I look at Sam.
Her flowing golden locks sway as she rolls her head back.
I can see her legs tremble as the strain of holding that crab position is tiring.
I look at Carly next to her.
Her skinny arms are shaking even harder!
Victoria and Kat are doing no better!
(This is bad!) Emily echoes. (There’s too much Sacral energy here! We won’t win!)
(Is the spell not working?!) Tanya echoes.
(No! It HAS to work! I crafted it from all my research!) Emily echoes. (It’s just got too much energy to feed on! We need to over power it!)
(How?!) James echoes.
This is bad!
I can see in my classmates’ thrusting and gyrating that they are reaching a point of physical exhaustion.
(If the Id drains everyone completely-) I echo.
(Mark! That’s it!) Emily echoes.
She leaps over to the podium and grabs the microphone.
“Everyone! We are the Protectors Of Desire! We need your help!” Emily calls out over the speaker system.
“Those glowing creatures- Those glowing ‘things’- we’ve been protecting you from them this whole time! This is the last one!” Emily points to the Id.
“That ‘feeling’ you are experiencing right now- give into it!” She continues.
(Em! What?!) Christine echoes.
“Look to our ‘flame’!” Emily points at our collective aura, still roaring and surrounding us like multicolored bonfire in the wash of the Id’s pink light.
“Give into the feeling and FOCUS ON US!” Emily yells as she leaps back to re-join Tanya, James, Christine and I.

The moans and panting continue as everyone keeps writhing and gyrating.
Emily stands straight and begins rubbing herself again.
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum.
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum.” She resumes her chanting and fighting.
I notice movement to my left as Sam, Carly and the others sit on the stage, spread their legs facing us and begin touching their vulvas!
My instructors do the same!
Everyone is shifting position and starting to masturbate!
“RAAAAAARGH!” The Id shrieks.
(Em?!) I echo.
(I get it!) Christine echoes.
(What’s going-?) I start, but Christine cuts me off.
(With everyone giving into the desire that was brought to the surface, but shifting to focus on us instead of just reacting to the sensation, the Id can’t passively feed anymore!)
(Keep chanting and focus on fighting!) Emily echoes.
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum.
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum.” I chant along with the others.
I feel it!
The ‘draining’ has stopped.
More than that, it’s been replaced!
I feel a steady influx-
A renewal of energy welling up inside me!
The Id suddenly shoots forward!
The pink light eminating from it splits through our combined auric flame!
Once again, I am face to face with the nubile form made of pink light.
(Grab it!) Emily echoes.
I was too stunned to move, but fortunately, Emily had used her ‘magic’ to make it a command.
My body moves on it’s own.
I embrace the Id- Julie- pulling her against me.
I feel my erect penis press against her abdomen!
Christine’s arms move from my nipples to Julie’s arms, pulling her tighter!
Emily leaps behind Julie, wrapping her arms around her as well!
Tanya and James stand at our sides, touching themselves and chanting!
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum!
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum!”
We all chant in unison, continuing to focus our energy.
“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHR!” The Id screams!
Suddenly, we’re pushed back-
Flung away onto the stage!
Julie’s form errupts with a now blinding, pink light that fills the auditorium!
The straps on my harness break, and I feel the dildo slide free from my rectum as the force separates Christine and I!
I flip through the air in slow motion.
I see Christine flying backwards, reaching for me as the strap-on comes loose and falls away.
Instinctively, I use my energy to engage the ‘jump’ spell and shoot towards her.
I embrace her, tumbling and taking the brunt of the impact as we hit the stage!

I’m stunned.
I can’t move, and my body and head are aching!
Christine is laying on top of me, not moving.
“Desiderium emissum - vaginandum!”
Desiderium exhaustum - cohibendum!” Emily is still chanting.
The auditorium is still cast in a pink glow.
I look to the center of the stage where Emily is locked in a mid-air embrace with the Id!
Emily has her legs intertwined-
One arm embracing the Id in a hug, burying her face in the Id’s neck, the other hand gripping the Id’s buttcheek!
The Id is embracing Emily back, burying it’s face in Emily’s neck!
My eyes are then drawn to look at my classmates and instructors who were on the stage with us.
They are all laying in different positions, seemingly unconscious!
Slowly, Emily and the Id float down to the stage.
The pink light that had engulfed the auditorium dims-
Like a candle flame being deprived of oxygen.
As the pair touch down, the Id’s glowing pink hair, which had been flowing as though submerged under water, falls flatly and shifts from glowing with pink light, to shimmering with pink highlights.
The pink glow that had replaced Julie’s skin is returned to the pale ‘peach’ tone of her physical body.
James is the first to his feet.
His orange aura is now a simple glowing outline, and his costume has vanished, all but his mask.
He limps towards Tanya.
She too, has been reduced to nothing but her mask.
She pushes herself up off the stage, her yellow aura also fading.
He helps Tanya to her feet.
I sit up, cradling Christine in my arms.
Her red aura has already faded to a highlighted outline.
She blinks back into consciousness as we rise.
Her mask is all that remains.
I can tell mine is, too.
As quickly as we can, we make our way to Emily, her purple aura dwindling to a soft, lavender glow.
She lowers Julie to the ground.
It seems the 5 of us have been reduced to nothing but our masks.
We stand around Julie as Emily kneels by her side.
A sudden, strange symmetrical emblem- a sigil- appears over Julie’s hairless vulva in the same bright pink light as her aura had been!
“Fshoooooooooooooo.” Emily exhales as she relaxes and takes Julie’s hand.
The sigil fades and vanishes.
“Wh-What was that?!” James gasps.
“A symbol of the ‘locked gate’. “ Emily explains. “The Id is locked away forever.”
Emily looks up at us.
“We did it.” She lets an exhausted smile spread across her face.

James kneels and scoots forward to lift Julie and prop her up in his arms.
“Julie? Julie?!” He gently shakes her.
“Mmmmm.” Julie groans as she bats her eyes.
“James?” She asks, groggily.
“Oh! Julie! You’re back!” James begins sobbing as her cradles Julie, pulling her into an embrace.
“Huh? Where did I go?” Julie asks.
We just gather and embrace Julie.
There are a flood of mental communications between the 6 of us, expressing every range of applicable emotion.
Eventually, however, there’s a sharp gasp as the audience and my classmates and instructors come to.
“Wha-?!”

The next chapter will deal mostly with ENF, though I will not be posting it in the ENF section as I’m not breaking the story up.
I have had this finale in mind for a while now, but it still may not be as fleshed out as I may have intended.
For that, I apologize.
I just NEED to be done.

It is my hope to have this wrapped by Halloween.
Seems fitting.
Though, I want to also finish At Home Nudism With Sisters.
I have both all mapped out, it’s a time issue, currently

Shame about Sam.

I understand the narrative reasons behind things and I do not begrudge the author for maintaining narrative cohesion.

But I still feel the overwhelming sadness which comes with "my favorite girl lost."

Spathic Swordmaiden wrote: Wed Sep 30, 2026 4:51 am Shame about Sam.

I understand the narrative reasons behind things and I do not begrudge the author for maintaining narrative cohesion.

But I still feel the overwhelming sadness which comes with "my favorite girl lost."

It was not necessarily an ‘easy’ choice.
As you said, narratively, it flowed better.
I do still want to finish this by Halloween, but AHN is taking up my creative focus

I am sorry.
I know how much you loved Sam