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The Comet Shine magical workshop room erupted into an explosion of unraveling improbability fields. Covering her head with her arms - for all the good that might do her - Cordelia ducked underneath the nearest workbench and hoped against hope that none of the writhing vortices of magical energy would veer her way.

Somewhere on the other side of the room Cordelia's mentor, Eveningstar Indira, screamed in what sounded like agony ... though that was difficult to tell. With the worldlines this distorted, there was no way of knowing what that sound might have started as before it began traveling across the chaotic maelstrom of the room.

In fact, it had begun as a slightly disappointed sigh before being warped as it traveled across the room. Indira now calmly walked through the inferno of unchanneled magical energy, shielding herself with a regrettable expenditure of her own magic flaring out from her horn. She hadn't shielded herself quite fast enough, though. The first wave of untethered magic had rushed straight through her ... to as yet unknown effect.

So far, though, it was only giving her a bit of discomfort. Probably nothing serious. The first matter to attend to was locating her lab assistant and shielding her as well. Cordelia was scarcely a second-year student in the unicorn arts, and she would not have the knowledge or the magical reserves to create a shield that could stand against this storm of wild potentialities.

All around her, frogs appeared out of midair, transformed into pigeons, then burst into flame and vanished. Time slowed, sped up, stopped still, and occasionally danced in circles. A tree grew in her path, every leaf a tiny, and quite nude, dancing fairy. A moment later, the branches rearranged themselves into a fractal arrangement of tremblingly erect phalluses. That little detail, at least, gave Indira some idea of what might have caused this magical mishap. There was a very good reason unicorns were supposed to remain chaste of mind and spirit.

Cordelia looked up into the face of chaos, scrambling back against the wall, underneath the bench. Stray sparks and streamers tickled at her legs and singed dark patches into her white gown ... dark patches that moved. They spread in hand-like shapes that caressed upward along her body, with unknown destinations. What had gone wrong? She'd drawn the runes exactly as she was supposed to!

But out of the chaos came an upright oblong shape, a blue shimmering oval that the incomprehensible force of sheer change sizzled against without penetrating. Through the glowing haze of magic burning itself out against its surface, she could just make out the tall form of her mentor.

Indira walked calmly and efficiently through, apparently completely immune to the magic storm's effects. Cordelia called out to her, not knowing if her voice would carry true or be transformed into something else along the way, but not daring to leave the almost-safety of her hiding place beneath the well-shielded workbench.

By the time Indira spotted her student assistant, the storm was already beginning to die down. Thankfully, the young unicorn seemed to be largely unscathed ... she was still a young unicorn, at least. She hadn't been transformed into anything else. Indira extended her shield out to cover Cordelia as well, then rode out the last of the flickering chaos of the storm with her, though she didn't demean her stature by anything as lowly as cowering under the workbench alongside.

When the last flickering discharges fizzled out and there was a chance of sound traveling unimpeded and unchanged through this air again, Indira glanced over at her young student. Student safety must always be the academy's top priority. "Are you hurt, my dear?"

Cautiously, Cordelia emerged from under the workbench. She patted herself down and took a deep breath to steady her nerves. "I... I don't think so, Mistress."

Looking around the workroom actually helped steady her nerves even more. Despite all the random energy that had just flowed through it, the workroom was largely unscathed. It had been made of magic-resistant stone for a reason. The runes she'd spent the better part of three days laying out were gone, of course, but that was to be expected. More disconcerting was the fact that the working floor - and the ceiling above it - had changed into a very unattractive shade of orange. Not to mention the waving blue tendrils groping up from the cracks between the stones, despite the stones' resistance. But on the whole, it was practically unscathed, considering the amount of uncontrolled magical discharge that had just been funneled through it.

Indira surveyed the room as well, coming to a similar conclusion. A few graduate students would be able to repair this damage in under a week. It would be a good 'practical applications' project for them. The school's administrators - whom she desperately wanted to join the ranks of - were always going on about 'practical applications'. They said it was essential for modern magic, but Indira herself was more of a traditionalist. Magic was alive, in its own way, and that should be enough. 'Practical applications' were like taking a beautiful songbird out of the trees and trying to harness it to plow a field. Sheer folly, as far as she was concerned.

On the subject of folly, though... She couldn't put off investigating the failed spell's effects any longer; she couldn't ignore the strange feelings from her own body.

It was a tightness, a terribly firm pressure around the inseam of her panties ... which didn't bode well. Glancing down, she could see the prominent bulge in the front of her pure white gown. She steeled herself for the worst and placed a hand there. Yes, a firm, warm bulge, of a kind she was shamefully familiar with. It was a secret thrill to touch, and strangely enough, it was a thrill to be touched. The bulge grew slightly, and she winced as the already-tight panties threatened to cut into her, especially into her ... new body parts.

She glanced over at her young student. Cordelia had obviously noticed the bulge as well, if the way she was staring at it was any indication. "Pupil Cordelia," she asked, "is there any chance that ... impure thoughts passed through your mind while you were setting up these runes?"

Cordelia's eyes were wide. She licked her lips. As with all unicorn fillies, she'd been inducted into the Academy's lower school shortly after she'd been weaned, kept in the utmost seclusion and chastity. It was a well-known fact that any contact - any ideas, even - of an erotic nature were anathema to the pure heavenly magic unicorns could channel through their horns. But that hadn't stopped some of her classmates from giggling over smuggled magazine pages ... and it hadn't stopped her from sneaking glances at those pages.

She was fourteen years old now, and those images had burned themselves quite indelibly into her emergingly pubescent mind. She knew what that bulge in Eveningstar Indira's gown must be, and the very thought of being in the same room with ... one of those... It was making her mouth water, making her knees weak. She felt an unfamiliar wetness in the secret place all female students were urged not to think about and certainly never to touch.

All this was, of course, rather transparent to Indira. Students of this age were all alike. She'd been teaching here for a hundred and seventeen years now, and she'd seen this all before, many times before.

With one disdainfully extended finger, Indira tilted the girl's chin up, forcing Cordelia to look up at her face instead of ... elsewhere. This would require a more in-depth investigation. "Look away, child, lest you have even more impure thoughts."

Cordelia nodded ... but kept staring straight at her.

"Look away, child."

That finally seemed to work. She startled, then primly turned around, covering her eyes for good measure.

Indira lifted up her long gown, pulling it past her strained panties. Just that was enough to make it abundantly obvious what was lurking beneath them - the thick cock bulging out from its bulky sheath and peeking up through the tight waistband, the twin bulges of massive balls and the crotch of her panties bunched up into the cleft between them... But she pulled the panties off anyway. After all, she should see the full extent of the ... damages. And the tight panties were quite uncomfortable down there anyway.

Once everything was dangling freely, she took a moment to admire it. Certainly one of the finest she'd ever seen ... and it responded to her growing arousal, more of it slipping from its sheath. One tentative questing with her hand confirmed that her vulva was quite absent, not hiding beneath somewhere ... hopefully that wouldn't be permanent. Hopefully none of this would be permanent.

Coredelia gasped.

Of course the girl had looked. Indira should have known, really. "Youngling!" she admonished. "If this is how well you are able to follow directions, I should demote you back to the first form of the lower school!"

That snapped Cordelia out of the utter fascination she'd been struck with when she couldn't help but turn and look. She spun back around covering her eyes again. "My apologies, Eveningstar Indira! I... I, um..."

"Save your excuses." Indira let her gown fall back into place, which more or less covered her new addition. The outline of it was still prominent behind the thin white silk, and the way it pushed the dress made the long slit along the side of her leg open. If someone were to see her from the wrong angle, they might see very curious things dangling down inside.

It was already becoming clear to her what would have to happen. Her exposure had been too brief, the energy absorbed too low, for this to have been a permanent transformation. Permanent transformations always took more time, more exposure, than she'd received. She'd studied both permanent and temporary transformation spells like this one - in the forbidden shelves of the magical library - before, and she knew it would probably expend itself upon orgasm.

She took a deep breath to steady herself. Such a course of action would be a serious breach of protocol with a student, but there weren't any other viable options at the moment. "Pupil Cordelia," she said in a solemn intonation of command, "I am going to need your assistance to remedy this situation."

"To remedy...?" Cordelia turned toward her and immediately began staring at that bulge in the gown again. What could her mentor have meant by that? Surely she didn't expect a mere second-year student to have the talent to undo this kind of spell safely! So what else could she possibly have meant by... Oh. Oh no. "I can't!" she blurted out. "I can't do that! It's so ... so unchaste!"

The thought of doing ... that, though... Cordelia was suddenly overwhelmed with the vivid memory of seeing it, the quick glimpse she'd seen. To be in the same room as that, the same room as a boy's... Well, no, Indira was not a boy, or ... at least not entirely? But that just made it worse - She'd always admired the raw magical power and seemingly endless knowledge of her unicorn teachers, especially Indira. She was the very picture of unicorn perfection: refined, pure, powerful, and with an ageless beauty that anyone would envy. It was why she'd begged to work as Indira's intern student in the first place. And now... Now her beautiful, sacred unicorn mentor had a new body part that was making her tingle just from knowing she was in close proximity.

Indira herself, of course, saw straight through her student's pretenses. Anyone could have, just from seeing the way the young unicorn was practically drooling over the bulge outlined in Indira's gown. She would just need a little convincing.

"Pupil Cordelia, I know what you've been taught about chastity... But have you ever wondered where baby unicorns come from?"

Cordelia gulped, still staring at that ... that cock hidden beneath just one thin layer of fabric in front of her. Did ... did Indira want her to ... touch it? She shivered in some mix of fear and desire. "Our teachers in the lower school told us not to ask such questions. They said we were born of pure magic."

Suppressing a mirthful smile, Indira kept a straight face. Oh, making baby unicorns was a magical process, of course ... but not in the way unicorns usually dealt with magic. Her cock bulged and lifted the front of her gown a bit higher at the fond memories that came up. "You'll find as you progress in your education, Pupil, that unicorns are perhaps ... not as always chaste as they claim."

Cordelia knew it. She knew some of her classmates were ... doing things with each other. In the showers, in their bunks after lights out, brazenly in the back of the classroom when the teacher wasn't watching where their hands might wander... But, but... Those were always the problem students, the ones who got bad grades and spent time on probation. Cordelia was a good student, a pure student. She was the kind of student who landed prestigious research internship positions in only her second year of study!

And yet... She had never felt so tempted before, not even over those smuggled magazine pages. But no, she couldn't. She mustn't. It was not done. "C-can't you just make it go away with magic?" She pointed at it. Oh Goddess ... even just pointing at it somehow made it more real, more present. She'd interacted with it now. She'd acknowledged it. And the part of her screaming about how much she wanted it was growing inside her at an alarming rate.

"I'm afraid not. Both of us are so steeped in impure thoughts at the moment... Any magic we tried would certainly go awry."

"But, but..."

"Just look what one dirty daydream from my rune-setting assistant did to me - I cannot imagine what might happen if we try to perform another spell in the state we're in now ... but I am certain the result would require extensive work from the janitorial staff."

Cordelia took a step closer without realizing it. She could see the outline of that cock - Indira's cock - so clearly through the gown. Its broad head, its medial ring, the pink and white mottled pattern on the skin of it...

"Please proceed, Pupil Cordelia. I have an induction lecture for the incoming first-year class less than an hour from now, and I certainly cannot stand in front of an auditorium full of impressionable young unicorns in such a state as this." Indira gestured toward her crotch, which twitched and bulged outward a little more.

It was terribly obvious down there. Even the back row of the auditorium couldn't possibly miss seeing it, and she couldn't hide it behind the podium for her entire speech.

Since Cordelia was still just standing there and staring, perhaps Indira would need to get things started... She reached behind her back, careful not to disturb her growing wings - the sign of a true master of the magic arts - and unfastened the gold button holding her white silk gown in place. When she flicked the straps of it over her slim shoulders, the entire thing slipped easily down her body and rumpled on the stone floor. That left her entirely nude in front of her student.

It was a new experience for her, and one that she found surprisingly arousing. It was just so taboo. Of course, that arousal was reflected in the upward swing of her cock.

Cordelia moved forward without thinking about it, her hands coming up to touch Indira's magnificent breasts ... but she stopped herself just in time. "But... What about--"

"Please proceed, Pupil Cordelia. Our time is limited." Indira actually wished her young student had gone through with the motion and grabbed her tits ... but that was something she would keep to herself. Time was actually limited, and she still needed to prepare for that lecture in other ways besides ... this. "I cannot even be seen in the halls like this," she reminded Cordelia, "much less give a lecture in front of an entire class of new inductees."

Cordelia nodded. She knew what it was that she must do ... and the part of her that wanted to do it was already beginning to overwhelm any objections she had. Slowly, she bent down onto her knees in front of her mentor.

Except .... that's where things stopped for a long moment. Cordelia knelt there in front of her Indira, that incredible, impossible cock bobbing in the air right in front of her face. She glanced up and down between Indira's face ... and Indira's cock.

Despite herself, a slight shiver rippled through Indira's back as she watched her student down there. The anticipation was getting to her, she knew. She shouldn't have been enjoying this ... but wasn't enjoyment necessary in order to bring this task to a successful conclusion? It was of course wrong to use a student like this. Terribly wrong. Cordelia was only fourteen years old, after all. And more terribly, that's exactly what was so thrilling about it. She was so young, so tender, so truly innocent ... and there she was, on her knees, her eyes full of the obscene throbbing mass of Indira's impossible cock.

Cordelia honestly had very little idea what she was supposed to do with it. She had some very clear notions of what she was not supposed to do with it, under any circumstances, though ... so she let those be her guide.

First and foremost, she wasn't supposed to touch it. So she extended a trembling hand upward, hesitating just above the tantalizingly real and present rod of flesh. She could feel the warmth of it, even without actually touching - not in the way she might feel the warmth of a hot stove, but the way she might feel someone watching over her shoulder as she did her schoolwork, even without looking. Indira's cock had a presence to it, something that resonated inside Cordelia's body in ways she had never felt before.

After steadying herself with a deep breath - and glancing up to Indira's face one last time to make certain she truly was allowed to do so - Cordelia forced herself to close that last little gap and touch her hand to her mentor's shaft.

It felt ... warm. The skin of it was soft and supple, yet it was so hot and firm just below. Cordelia had half expected to feel a shock like magic lightning through her hand, but no ... it just felt nice. So nice that her other hand soon joined the first, the two of them together just managing to encircle its girth completely. A thrilling shiver ran up from her fingertips, through her shoulders, down her spine ... and ultimately straight into her long-neglected pussy. She felt herself wettening down there, her body responding in ways she was only just now beginning to understand. Her hands began to slide up and down the surface of Indira's magnificent endowment, taking in every vein along its base and the sleek smoothness of the half above the medial ring.

Indira's eyes drifted closed. She felt her cock growing from its mostly-hard state to a full, achingly eager erection under her student's unskilled but deft little hands. This was ... incredible. Was this what stallions felt like every time? The pleasure was so ... accessible. Even without any practice whatsoever, Cordelia was managing to touch her in ways that made her hold back gasps and moans.

When she looked back down at her young pupil, she found herself unexpectedly smitten with the unicorn girl's innocent, childlike face - her kind eyes focused in earnest concentration and her untouched pink lips pursed in what must have been a subconscious premonition of the way they'd soon be employed.

And on that subject... This dry handjob was beginning to get slightly uncomfortable, despite the delicate smoothness of Cordelia's massaging fingertips. "Cordelia, dear," she said.

Cordelia looked up at her instantly, but continued her slow, teasing strokes.

"If you would please ... make use of your mouth as well?"

That earned a gasp from the younger unicorn ... and yet, after she'd made that gasp, her mouth stayed enticingly open, her tongue moving inside as if contemplating the idea.

Cordelia was, in fact, contemplating the idea. There was a slight bead of milky-clear moisture forming at the very tip of Indira's cock, and for the last few moments, she'd been struggling with an inexplicable, impure desire to taste that. Mere minutes ago, she had never before contemplated the idea that something so erotically charged might ever touch her lips. Now it was all she could think about. She leaned in, her face coming closer to the broad tip of Indira's cock without her even realizing she was doing it. One little taste wouldn't hurt, would it? Not after what Cordelia had already done here today...

Indira reached down and ran her fingers through Cordelia's flaxen mane, unsure if she was doing so to be encouraging, comforting, or just because she wanted to touch the underage unicorn. The moment the young girl's lips touched the tip of her cock was like a rift opening in time, delineating things into the desert of the past and the oasis of the present. So warm, so supple. Her dainty little tongue came out and lapped up the bead of pre cum that had formed on Indira's tip, and Indira ran her fingers through her pupil's mane again as the girl pulled back slightly, rolling the taste in her mouth.

Whatever Cordelia had been expecting it to taste like ... this wasn't it. She had thought sweet, perhaps, like the sugarcream syrup it so resembled. But no. This was musky, bitter, salty. Half of her wanted to gag, but the other half of her... The other half - the half that her previous teachers had taught her to so steadfastly ignore - was being lit up like a torch by this taste. It seemed to just spread, rather than fading. It effused through her mouth, filled her nostrils, clouded her entire head in a fog of primitive lust. She should have felt ashamed, but what she actually felt was desire ... and the strangest sense of accomplishment.

She came back for more, but the fount had run dry for the moment, leaving her kissing the hole in Indira's tip, her hands working up and down the shaft as if trying to squeeze more out of it, and yet only the slightest trickle came. It wasn't enough. It wasn't nearly enough!

"Try licking up and down the shaft," Indira told her student. "Don't just stay in one place like that. Try to get all of it, especially--" She gasped. "Yes, especially there, just along the underside. Oh, that feels so lovely. Yes, keep doing that!"

Cordelia breathed her mentor's scent deeply through her nose as she ran her lips and tongue wetly up and down the underside of Indira's cock. The way the warm skin of it rippled over her sensitive mouth made her want to hug the shaft against herself, pull it into her and wrap herself around it. Her pussy throbbed with an unfamiliar, unspoken need that ran deeper and hotter than she'd ever felt before, but she had to content herself with licking and stroking the brute curve of it. Actually having it inside her was a debauchery she could never aspire to.

As her student's mouth explored even more thoroughly, Indira couldn't help but think back to some of the times she'd been in the same place. Well, not exactly the same. With real stallions rather than a mare teacher who'd grown a new appendage... But she remembered well the feeling of a stallion's firm member in her mouth, the giddy satisfaction of making him moan. And perhaps more importantly, she remembered some of the things she'd done to produce those moans...

"You might also give some attention to the testes," she said. "Both with hands and with your mouth ... but be gentle."

Cordelia glanced up at her mentor's face, the cock still between her lips ... and her heart swelled warm at the meltingly lustful downward look she received in return. She spared only a moment to lick Indira's tip again, once again filling her face with that overwhelming taste and smell, before slowly, teasingly working her way back down the shaft.

She was not tentative anymore, nor delicate. Her hands were slick with the spittle she'd been leaving behind on her teacher's cock, and she slid them up and down easily, in time with her wet, slathering kisses. The firm, round pressure of Indira's shaft often pressed against her forehead or cheek, and she rubbed herself against it wantonly, only wishing that more of her could be touching it. She wanted to be filled with it, to be in intimate contact with every last inch of it. And in just such a mood, she finally reached Indira's heavy, swollen-full balls.

She didn't even hesitate before immersing her face into their smooth, bulging curves. Their scent was barely detectable, and yet it lit something uncontrollable up in her brain that only made something deep inside her belly burn even hotter. Nuzzling in deeply, she licked and kissed, even suckling on the firm egg-like shapes as if she could possibly fit even half of one into her mouth. She could feel the warmth, the virility inside them, and she instinctively wanted to draw that into herself. One hand slid from Indira's cock to help cradle the balls against her face while the other hand kept busy ... but it just wasn't enough. She could never get enough!

When Indira's hand took hold of her horn, Cordelia shuddered. She didn't resist it at all when it pulled her back up to focus on her mentor's cock ... but she kept one hand on the balls, cradling their heavy warmth and gently - ever so gently - massaging an kneading them as if she could tease out the treasure inside.

Indira tried to act with restraint, to compose herself ... but she couldn't hold herself back entirely. Without planning to do so, she found herself holding her young student by the horn and fucking the incredible little gap between Cordelia's lips. She couldn't help herself. Perhaps if she'd had more time to grow accustomed to these new impulses driving her, she would be able to restrain her instincts... But this was new, beyond her knowledge and her control. An overpowering desire to claim this underage unicorn, to own her somehow, drove every swing of Indira's hips, and she was powerless against the swelling tide of it.

At first, Indira didn't quite understand what the swelling, tingling pressure deep inside her balls meant. But when she saw the tip of her cock swelling into an enormous flare, it suddenly clicked. Oh! That was fast ... so soon? And yet, she couldn't deny it. Cordelia was a natural, or at least a very quick learner, and things were coming to their inevitable conclusion far sooner than Indira had thought possible.

There did remain one small matter, though... "Cordelia, dear..." She gasped at the feeling of a particularly good thrust between her student's lips. "I wouldn't have ... I wouldn't have my workroom contaminated with such an unchaste ... mess." That wasn't her only motivation, no. Some part of her needed to finish inside, to pump her underage student full ... and this wasn't the time to think about the meaning of that.

Cordelia's eyes looked up and met hers, even as her flare swelled out to completion and she kept thrusting across the poor child's mouth.

"Take it in..." Another desperate gasp for enough breath to speak. "In your mouth, please!"

It was music to Cordelia's ears. She could still taste the remnants of pre cum, and it was still driving her wild with unfulfilled desire. Yes! Yes, she wanted it in her mouth! All of it!

As soon as Indira's hand on her horn allowed her, she positioned herself at the tip of that marvelous cock. One hand kept on stroking it, the other hand held Indira's balls. She could feel them clenching, getting ready to release their seed, the milky satisfaction Cordelia felt she so desperately needed.

To Indira's shock, amazement, and utter arousal, Cordelia somehow managed to stretch her lips around the enormous flaring tip. It shouldn't have been possible - it was half the size of the child's head! But somehow, Cordelia managed to squeeze it in, moaning around her excessive mouthful in a way that sent warm vibrations all through Indira's shaft.

When Cordelia looked up into her face - mouth still stuffed to the absolute limit with unicorn cock - that was all Indira could take. With one last shuddering moan, she let herself go, dropping the very last of her inhibitions.

Cordelia felt it in her teacher's balls first. They clenched and heaved against her hand as she held them. Then her other hand, wrapped lovingly around the shaft, felt the sudden thick bulge traveling up along the underside. That was all the warning she received, and all she needed. She closed her eyes - not because she intended to let any of it escape past her lips, but because she wanted to fully concentrate on and savor the mind-bendingly alluring taste and aroma she knew her mouth would soon be flooded with.

When the first thick stream of it jetted out against the back of her mouth, though, she knew she'd greatly underestimated just how much there would be.

The long, heavy rope of cum splashed and sloshed in her mouth, instantly filling her to the brim and drowning her tongue in the incredible, intoxicating taste. She couldn't breathe, and she didn't want to. All that mattered was the warm, sticky load in her mouth, making her cheeks swell, making her tongue tingle.

But then her hand felt another throb along Indira's thick cock, and she knew she was in trouble. Hastily, she tried to swallow what she'd been given so far ... not in time. The next massive gush of cum came in, forcing its way down her throat even as she tried to swallow the first mouthful. It was too much!

Despite herself, despite her greed for all she could hold of it, Cordelia gagged. No rush of hormones could keep her body's reaction to a throat clogged full of thick, gooey cream at bay. She coughed and sputtered, some of the viscous seed coming back up into her wide-stretched mouth ... just in time to be met with a hot, fresh wave from the tip of Indira's cock.

Her lips couldn't hold the pressure, and with one more coughing gag, an explosion of white splattered from around where Indira's pulsing shaft entered her mouth. Thick, gooey globs of it splashed up onto her face ... far more of it fell down onto her arms and her gown. She felt its warm wetness soaking through to her tiny breasts, trailing down the front of her body, and still more came. Another throb ... another ... and another!

It was overwhelming - she couldn't even think. She could only feel, feel and taste, letting it happen and freely drooling her mentor's prodigious load onto her own body, even as she struggled to swallow as much as she could.

Indira tried to keep from bucking her hips forward, shoving her cock deeper inside the poor young girl. But it was ... difficult to restrain her urges. Cordelia was just so adorable down there, gagging on Indira's cum, her whole body convulsing as mouthful after mouthful was pumped into her. When it sputtered out of her mouth and all over her innocent teenage body, that only made Indira want to give her more and more.

Eventually, though, her body did reach its limits. The throbbing waves of pleasure from her cock began to subside into smaller, less frequent ripples, and as her orgasm trailed off, Cordelia managed to catch up with her production, gamely swallowing it all down and no longer letting any drop of it escape her lips.

When her mentor forcefully pulled the flare out of her mouth, Cordelia took a long-overdue gasp of breath. Back when she'd gotten little dollops of pre cum, she'd thought that the taste and smell of it filled her completely, but that had been nothing. Now she knew what it was like to actually have her mouth completely full of that bitter cream taste. Even now, it was all she could smell on her own breath as she gasped. Thick and sticky, it still glazed her lips and chin, still slowly flowed over the front of her gown, plastering the thin white fabric to her chest and making her nipples show through.

She covered those shamefully exposed nipples with her arms and looked up to Indira, desperate for some approval, some sign of a job well done. But Indira was still so ... naked. For a moment, Cordelia's eyes lingered on her mentor's jutting nipples, her impressive breasts, so much bigger than Cordelia's own. She never made it up to Indira's eyes - her gaze was drawn lower still, to where Indira's massive equine cock still stood erect between them, a small trickle of white yet drooling from the tip.

Once Indira had caught her breath, she found herself staring at exactly the same thing. That ... that wasn't right. It was supposed to go away when its energy had been used up. Unless it was powered by a different sort of energy...

"Isn't it supposed to go away now?" her young student asked.

"It may be worse than I feared." She reached down and gave the offending appendage an experimental squeeze. It twitched in pleasurable response. "It may only vanish after..."

"After what, Mistress?"

She sighed. Well, there was no way to sugar-coat this or hide the truth, so... "After a successful impregnation."

"After what?" Cordelia repeated, her mouth hanging open this time.

"I had thought it was merely a transformation spell, but it looks like we may have accidentally triggered a fertility spell instead. So the energy that needs to be dissipated is that of fertility. It will only disappear when it has successfully impregnated someone."

"But, but... I can't..."

"Come, young one. I am reluctant to put such a burden on you, but we are running out of time. I can assure you that our magic will hide the difficulty of pregnancy both from others and yourself..." Indira herself would do the spell, of course. But that meant she was the only one who the illusion wouldn't work on. Visions swam in her head of her young student, belly swollen with her child, going through the motions of her classes with no one the wiser... No! Focus! Having this cock was affecting her in ways beyond the merely physical - that alone should have been enough to tell her that it was no simple transformation spell. She continued where she'd left off, "... and after a discreet birth, we'll wisk the child off to be raised in the creche among the youngest unicorns, just like you were."

"I can't get pregnant, though - I'm not even in season!"

Indira shook her head. "The spell would have seen to that, from the very first taste, just from the touch of it on your body, it would be triggering ... certain responses deep inside you. Surely you felt something?"

Cordelia's eyes opened wide. That taste! That smell! It had been doing funny things to her head, and now the glowing feeling deep inside her belly made all too much sense.

She stared at the massive cock in front of her, just now beginning to process the idea that it might actually end up inside her ... that she would be getting pregnant. She didn't know how to feel about it, what to think about it. It was something she'd never processed as a possibility before, much less an... an inevitability.

Indira could practically feel the seconds slipping past her. That speech of hers would be coming all too soon. If she was late, the students would all take it as permission to be late to their classes. If she showed up with this unclean member swaying under her gown in front of her, the students would get far more damaging ideas in their heads. This had to be done, and there was no time to find anyone else to relieve the spell's energy on. This had to happen now.

"Come, child," she said. "We haven't much time. Take off that soiled gown."

The direct command seemed to be enough to break through Cordelia's shock. The young unicorn girl shakingly stood up, hesitated for just a moment, then quite casually pulled her gown up over herself, all the way up over her head. She tossed it on the floor next to her, far enough away that it landed on a clean spot, not one with white splotches.

The sight of Cordelia took Indira's breath away. She was so thin, so small... When her arms were over her head getting the last of the gown off, it looked as if she didn't have any breasts whatsoever, just pert little nipples on an utterly flat chest that transitioned so smoothly down into sleek and slender abs and an utterly flat belly.

Not for long, the intrusive thought butted in. Soon, that cute little body of hers will be ballooning out with new life growing inside, her life growing inside of-- She quashed the thought. No - she had to remain in control of her own mental faculties. That was always an imperative for practitioners of the mystic arts.

Still, though, she was simultaneously struck with how innocently attractive her student was and just how young Cordelia was. Only fourteen. She thought back to when she'd been that age. Girls in her class had been experimenting with each other by then, but none of them had ever seen a male, much less gone to bed with one. Of course, Indira had ended up participating in those little dorm room games right along with the rest of them. It brought back fond, timeworn memories of tight, lithe young bodies, of tender touches and discovering soft secret places...

As Cordelia looked back up at her, Indira's eyes were drawn down from the tiny swells of the girl's budding breasts to the thin white panties still clinging to her modest hips. Not child-bearing hips by any means ... not yet, anyway. But the little bulge soaking the heart of those white panties kept drawing Indira's eyes. She couldn't look away from that alluring little shape ... and what she knew must be hiding just behind. "Those, too." She pointed at the girl's panties, motioning for her to drop them.

Cordelia stared at Indira's cock. Her mentor's words came to her as if through a thick fog. She might not have heard them if the most impure parts of her mind hadn't been screaming for her to do exactly the same thing: take the panties off!

So she did. Having no training whatsoever in the erotic arts, she didn't know anything about being teasing, or perhaps turning around to give her lover a jaw-dropping view as she bent over...

It didn't matter. Even just watching her young student slip her panties matter-of-factly down her slender legs was more than enough to send a fresh wave of arousal surging down from Indira's eyes, straight down to her cock, which twitched upward as if it knew exactly where it would be going soon.

And what a destination... As Cordelia stood back up, Indira got her first good look at that young, untouched pussy. So pert and perfectly clean - two smooth white lips with only the barest hint of a pink slit between. It nestled in the gap between her svelte thighs as if it was shy, afraid to come out ... probably for good reason. Indira's massive, unruly cock was pointing straight at it, as if powered by some kind of heat-seeking homing spell.

Cordelia kept her arms close against her sides, trying and failing to stand up straight. She could feel her mentor's eyes on her naked body, and this was nothing like the looks some of the more adventurous girls gave her in the shower. Those looks were polite interest, like a dainty lady trying to decide whether or not to add another cube of sugar to her tea. But that look Indira was giving her... That look was hunger, fierce hunger like a starving man coming out of a desert and leaping upon the first food he could find.

"Why don't you lie down on the workbench there?"

Cordelia recognized that for the command it was. Not that she truly needed to be commanded. Some primal need inside her body was dragging her along with a fierce imperative she couldn't deny if she wanted to.

Maybe part of her did want to deny that need... The time-smoothed wood of the workbench felt cold and hard against her back, and her legs dangled awkwardly from the edge.

But then her mentor, the bright center of her life: Indira, stepped closer in between her legs. The older unicorn's wide, plush hips slid against Cordelia's inner thighs; that long, thick cock came to rest heavily on top of Cordelia's slim belly, its dribbling tip coming up higher than her belly button. She could feel the full, potent heat of Indira's balls against her own pussy lips. It was as if the seed inside was churning and straining forward, desperately searching for the path it wanted, the path inside her. And an ever-growing part of her, deep inside where she'd never felt before, wanted that to happen ... wouldn't be satisfied until she was filled to the brim. Until she'd been bred like a lowly horse in heat.

Indira rocked her hips back, actually needing to take a half-step away from her young pupil in order to get her eager tip lined up with the girl's heretofore untouched entrance.

"Try to relax, child," she said, using her hand to rub the head of her cock against the young unicorn's pussy lips. There was a surprising amount of wetness there. It took no time at all to get everything nice and slippery. "I will be as gentle as I can. Tell me if it hurts - this is not supposed to be painful."

Cordelia nodded up at her gravely. "Yes, Mistress."

Well, this was it... Could Indira really do this? Could she despoil this innocent teenage unicorn's virginity? Yes. She had to.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself and taking great care to restrain the new urges coursing through her body, Indira began gently pressing forward. At first, nothing much happened. The broad head of her cock mashed up against Cordelia's soft pussy lips, and for a moment, it seemed that insertion would be impossible. But then, ever so slightly, those lips began to part. Cordelia's virgin flower began to bloom, its petals opening for Indira's tremblingly hard cock.

Indira could feel every detail of it. She felt her student's delicate lips slide across the head of her cock, bit by bit, until getting just close enough to the edge and... Pop. With a sudden little lurch that Indira instantly held back from going any farther, it slipped inside.

Cordelia gasped, and her whole body jerked against the workbench in a little involuntary spasm. It was in! She could feel it! That warm, firm shape inside her... That was it - she was no longer a virgin. That contact of most intimate flesh against most intimate flesh sealed the deal. Forever.

But that didn't even matter to her now. It should have. It should have meant everything to a proper young unicorn. But no. All that mattered was that she was stretched tightly around Indira. She was making that most intimate connection with Indira. A shudder ran up and down her body, and she could feel it like a fog lifting under the warmth of the sun: her body was responding to Indira's, relaxing and opening to her ... welcoming her.

Indira didn't take immediate advantage of that welcome, even though she could feel it almost as well as Cordelia did. She restrained her worst inclinations and forced herself to proceed calmly and gently ... but proceed nonetheless.

Even though it took a few minutes to happen, Cordelia held her breath the entire time as Indira's cock slid into her. It seemed infinite, as if there would never be any end to how much Indira would ask of her ... how much her own body would beg for. That massive shaft just slid implacably into her - tectonically slow, but supremely powerful and utterly irresistible. It came, inch by inch and foot by foot.

And then, with a suddenness that shocked her into gasping for breath again, that advance stopped. Indira's hips were pressed tightly against Cordelia's thighs, her heavy balls resting gently against Cordelia's ass cheeks. With a trembling hand, the young girl reached down and touched her own belly ... it wasn't quite as slim anymore. Still tight and trim, and even firmer now ... but now a little thicker than before, with a noticeable bulge in the middle.

And she could feel that fullness from the inside as well. She felt as if she was filled to bursting ... sort of like after the overindulgence of a feast-day meal, but different and most importantly better. This was finally beginning to quench the fires that had been burning inside her, touching her in that deep place that had been awoken and massaging it back toward complacency. She felt like she might burst open from the pressure at any moment ... and yet, she felt like she might enjoy that bursting.

Careful not to overwhelm the young girl, Indira began with a slow, easy pace. Restraining herself was not easy. The girl was tight. Not that Indira really had anything to compare her to, but she could feel the incredible squeezing all along the shaft of her cock. Things had never seemed so difficult when she was on the receiving end of something similar ... then again, she'd never tried it back when she was so small, and certainly not with anything so large...

Her own knees wobbled in her standing position. The feeling of Cordelia's slick inner walls massaging against her length was sending pleasure roiling through her ... so much so that it made merely standing difficult. What was worse, it didn't seem to be getting any better. If anything, she felt like she wouldn't be able to keep doing this much longer, as if her legs might give out from what should have been only a mild strain. But she persevered, giving Cordelia slow, easy strokes that hopefully wouldn't make her too terribly sore afterward.

"Harder!"

Indira's ears whipped forward in shock. She stared down at her young pupil, forgetting her rhythm for a moment and pausing in place. When she stopped, she could feel Cordelia's heartbeat and breathing through her cock.

"Please," Cordelia said, "I need more!"

Well that was a surprise ... but a welcome one. Holding herself back was such a strain. She longed to just let go and pound away into the svelte young unicorn filly.

Well, why not? The brave little girl had asked for it, after all. Indira rocked her hips back a bit farther than she'd been doing so far, then slammed back in.

Cordelia yelped in shock ... but that soon melted into moans of pleasure as Indira tried it again. She looked down and marveled at her little student, both in awe of her resilience and lust ... and in lust toward her adorably sexy young body, so perfect and pure, even as it swallowed Indira's enormous cock inside.

Every motion of Indira's cock inside Cordelia's pussy lit her up like fireworks. Only ... the fireworks didn't fade away. They stayed, building upon one another. They glowed and sparkled inside her building up an insatiable pressure she didn't understand ... and couldn't possibly get enough of. She wanted more and more, always more! If she didn't need every breath her lungs could manage just for staying conscious, she'd have been crying out again to spur Indira on to even greater effort.

Whatever was happening inside her was a new magic, an irresistible magic that she somehow instinctively knew was building up to some grand crescendo ... even if she had no idea what that might be.

When it hit her, it did so without warning. The dam burst. The sun came from behind the clouds. The bells of the high citadel all rang at once... It turned out that those fireworks she'd been sizzling with had only been the fuses to a far greater explosion, one that now swept through her body in a supernova of tingling-hot light, centered around the incandescent core - that deepest point where her mentor's cock touched.

Indira paused, feeling the girl quiver and shake around her cock. Her young, eager pussy milked and slurped, egging Indira on toward an orgasm that was still far away for her. Cordelia's whole body writhed on the table, the only immovable point was where her pussy lips wrapped tightly around the base of Indira's cock, just above the sheath.

A new wave of wetness coated her there, streaming down over her balls. Cordelia hadn't been able to contain herself... Not that Indira minded. After all, it only meant a job well done. And the way the young unicorn's body convulsed around the firm anchor of Indira's cock was more than endearing enough to compensate for a little dampness in the fur.

When Cordelia finally descended back down the three dozen or so astral planes she'd crashed upwards through, she sucked in deep breaths and looked straight into Indira's eyes. "I... I... What was that? That was magic! I know it was! But it didn't have anything to do with my horn it was all inside my..." She rubbed her lower belly with one hand, staring down there in absolute wonderment as a few twitching aftershocks rocked through her.

Indira met her student's bold gaze. Had this shy little girl ever made such direct eye contact before? "That, child, was an orgasm. How did you like it?"

Indira felt Cordelia's pussy pulse around her, squeezing her cock as if giving an answer of its own.

"Now, if I could just get something similar for myself..." She looked down at where their bodies joined and shook her head slightly. "But standing up like this is such a strain ... it keeps distracting me just a little too much."

"You could lie down on the floor, and I could--" Cordelia paused when she saw Indira's eyes looking down at her. "And I could, um, maybe get on top of you, Mistress? If that's okay?"

Oh how fleeting the boldness of her apprentice had been... But it was an excellent idea. Indira nodded and slowly dragged her cock out of her student's body.

That long, sliding sensation inside her made Cordelia shudder and squirm on the workbench. She almost regretted suggesting a change in position. There was a yawning, aching emptiness inside her that she'd never felt before. Would she always feel like that now that she wasn't a virgin anymore? That burning need inside her had been partially sated ... but it seemed to know that the full deed hadn't yet been done. The fires now smoldered, ready to roar back to life with the barest breath of air, once again demanding to be quenched. How could she live with this need inside her from now on? Well ... she didn't have to endure it right now, did she? She could be full again for now.

As Indira arranged herself on the floor, Cordelia got herself up off the workbench and quickly crossed the intervening space. Her mentor's cock jutted up from her recumbent form like an obscene flagpole.

It was so intimidating, that glistening length standing so proud and firm in the air like that. Had it really been inside her? Could it really go there again? The red coals of her deepest lust flared with a little more life. Yes. It must go there again!

With only a little awkward fumbling, she managed to position herself above that alluring hardened pillar and lower herself down onto it. This was easier than the first time ... and so much better, because this time, she didn't have to wait for it. She could take as much of it as she wanted, as quickly as she wanted, and her body was already prepared to take all of it. Every. Last. Inch.

Indira had grasped onto her student's narrow hips, ready to guide her down and help her pace herself along the way... But that proved to be unnecessary. The young girl slid eagerly down Indira's pole, wrapping her young body around the thick cock as if she'd been doing it every night for years. In seemingly no time at all, she'd planted herself firmly on top of Indira, the entire length of that obscene cock invisible inside her. How did it even fit? With her cock hidden inside the little girl, Indira could almost imagine she was entirely female again ... as long as she managed the impossible feat of ignoring the warm, squeezing feeling of Cordelia's inner walls hugging the shaft of her cock.

The young girl tried bouncing up and down at first ... a neophyte's mistake, and it soon showed. Her slender legs trembled with the strain of lifting herself over and over.

As good as it felt to have this little cock-sleeve of a girl sliding up and down over her, Indira felt moved to help her apprentice. Taking hold of her once more - gentle Goddess, her two hands could nearly close around the girl's waist! - Indira guided the young unicorn into a more rocking, back-and-forth motion ... one that wouldn't tire her legs quite so quickly.

The sensations were a bit different ... and to be honest, not quite as fun in Indira's opinion, but the grateful look Cordelia beamed down at her more than made up for it. Once she'd gotten the motion down, Indira indulged herself by allowing her hands to slip upward a little, until they cupped the young girl's still-developing breasts. Tiny little things, but delectably firm and delightfully supple. Her tiny, button-like nipples were hard as ice and were just big enough to gently pinch between Indira's fingers.

The feeling of Indira's hands on her newly budding breasts brought a whole new dimension of pleasure rolling through Cordelia's senses. She'd touched them herself, of course - mainly in the course of showering - but she'd never known that having them touched could feel like this! Part of her wanted to freeze up, close her eyes, and just feel. She wanted to feel everything, absolutely everything! But no - she kept herself moving. For Indira.

Indira... She looked down at her mentor. There she was. Completely nude. Touching Cordelia's breasts. Inside Cordelia... Could she...? Would it be okay if she...? Indira's breasts were right there, the huge round shapes of them slightly flattened against her chest. The big, pik nipples. Cordelia shuddered at the feeling of a particularly good motion backward, one that pressed her mentor's tip against her very core ... and she decided she had to risk it. Before she could think twice and stop herself, she reached down and grabbed her mentor's tits with both hands. Her fingers closed down on a yielding softness that she'd never imagined before, and Indira moaned. Indira moaned! She was making her mentor feel good!

Despite her student's endearing bout of initiative, Indira knew this wasn't going to finish soon enough. This kind of stamina might be a blessing most of the time, but she was on a deadline here!

"Cordelia, dear..."

Cordelia froze instantly, yanking her hands away from Indira's chest. "Y-yes, Mistress?"

"Don't worry. You've done nothing wrong. But do you suppose you could try getting on your hands and knees while I come from behind? I think that might be the most effective way to..." At least, most of the unicorn studs Indira had been with orgasmed most readily in that pose. It would probably work.

Perhaps she should have also added an instruction that Cordelia should move slowly and carefully, because as soon as the girl heard the request, she was pulling up off of Indira's cock with a rapidity that made Indira wince in empathy. That couldn't have been comfortable for her...

But then Cordelia was presenting herself right in front of her, and all other thoughts faded into the background.

The younger unicorn had certainly taken the initiative. She was on her knees, but instead of propping herself up with her hands, she'd rested her upper body and face against her rumpled and cum-stained gown. The girl's tight little ass stuck right up in the air in front of Indira - two perfect round little cheeks, an elegant golden tail raised high and to the side, and between those cheeks... Between them was a pussy fit for the Goddess herself. The demure little pink slit was now open slightly, the lips showing just the tiniest gap between them, and despite the filly nectar dripping down - or perhaps because of it? - those lips looked clean and pure enough to dive into, tongue first.

... Or cock-first, if one was as aroused and desperate for release as Indira. She got up and positioned herself behind her pupil, taking a moment to get everything lined up perfectly ... or maybe just to enjoy the unparalleled view.

"You don't have to go slow," Cordelia said. "I can handle it."

Indira placed the tip of her cock up against Cordelia's slickened pussy lips, pausing there for a moment.

"Please, Mistress!" Cordelia begged.

What kind of mentor would Indira be if she ignored an apprentice with that kind of desperation in her voice? She pressed forward and entered her young student one more time, watching in fascination as her broad tip plipped inside, followed by ever so much glistening shaft gliding between her perfect pussy lips. It flowed into Cordelia's virgin warmth, and the filly's inner walls slid over its surface in welcoming caress.

One thrust. Two. Five. A dozen... After only a few moments, Indira knew she wouldn't last much longer. This was perfect. She held on tightly to Cordelia's sweet young ass, massaging the firm cheeks as she rutted the young girl like a sex toy - solely for her own pleasure.

Nothing mattered but the warm-wet feeling of Cordelia's pussy wrapped so tightly around her pistoning cock. Nothing but the feeling of the girl's supple flesh in her hands. Nothing but the tiny, girlish moans she let slip with every thrust.

Cordelia let herself go. Indira was so thoroughly in control of her now. She could let herself go limp, let her eyes drift closed, and just feel. That hard and hot shaft spreading her deep inside, every inch and curve of it was like a warm ocean wave washing back and forth over her helpless body. And yet ... she couldn't feel enough of it, not quite enough. She wanted to feel everything.

Her hand snaked down underneath her, between her slightly-spread legs, up to where the firm-soft skin of Indira's shaft slid in and out of her pussy lips. In and out. She wrapped two fingers around, but they could barely touch half of her mentor's warm girth. But there was something else to touch here ... she felt the massive balls bumping against the back of her hand again and again, the firm egg-like shapes so full, so full of...

Impulsively, she reached back a little farther and held them, cupping them in her spread-open hand. Oh yes. She could feel the life inside, so eagerly waiting to enter her, to grow inside her. The flames deep in her belly roared to life again ... just in time for the answer from Indira's cock - a massive swelling of her tip as she flared against the entrance to Cordelia's unsullied womb.

Indira knew she was flaring, of course. She knew she was close ... and the second thoughts came rushing in. This girl was only fourteen! She was Indira's student, placed in a position of trust! How could she possibly do this? She had to pull out, she had to! Before it was too late, before she got her pregnant. "I... I can't," she groaned around the strain of her incoming release. "I can't do this!"

"You have to!" Cordelia's hand squeezed at Indira's balls as if trying to milk them dry. "Please! I need it!"

But...

It didn't matter. That tiny moment of hesitation had decided things, Indira knew. There was no going back now.

Cordelia felt Indira's flare swell even wider, stretching her to her limit inside and effectively locking that glorious cock in place as it pressed perfectly against the entrance to Cordelia's womb, ready to finally douse that fire. She felt Indira's balls suddenly clench and contract ... and then it came. Indira came. Inside her.

And so deep inside her! She felt the thick pulse of it travel up the length of Indira's cock before spilling directly into her womb. Another one surged inside immediately after, and Cordelia's innermost sanctum was full. It was already overflowing.

But Indira was only getting started. Even as she felt her young pupil's body overflowing around her shaft, she knew there was more to come. So much more. Spells had minds of their own ... lusts of their own, and this spell would keep going until it was absolutely sated. Until it had impregnated every fertile womb available a thousand times over.

Cordelia moaned and held her hand tightly against her mentor's balls as she felt their thick loads pumping into her, flowing through her, spilling out of her. Even though she was more than full, even though she couldn't possibly hold another drop, she massaged those throbbing balls as if she could coax them to even greater heights. She didn't want them to stop until there was nothing but hot, virile unicorn cum inside her. She envied that massive, swollen sack, wanting nothing more than to swell herself in turn.

Indira gripped the base of her young student's tail in one hand, her knuckles aching from the strain as she held herself deeply in place. Her cock pulsated with the waves of seed that would ensure a pregnancy in the now-fertile girl. She gritted her teeth, gazing down at the impossibly small body accepting such a prodigious flood.

This time, the orgasm didn't slowly peter out. It kept going and going, as strong as ever ... until it was spent. And the moment it was spent, her cock and balls vanished without a trace. Well, with some trace, which now gushed freely from Cordelia's pussy lips.

Cordelia's hand was suddenly empty, the balls - now emptied - vanishing under her touch. That hand didn't stay empty for long, though... It happened to be in just the right place to catch the thick, goopy flow of hot cum from her pussy. She gasped at the sudden feeling of absence deep inside her. This was even worse than when Indira had pulled out that first time. It was so sudden...

But this time, her fires didn't smolder. They were drowned in a sea of soothing white cream, and she felt the surety that they would be quiet for a long time to come.

Indira looked down. It was ... strange, now, looking there and seeing nothing except Cordelia's messy hand and her own mons. Jarring, really. How had she become so accustomed to having a cock so quickly? Did she really ... miss it already?

And, of course, there was her young apprentice, panting for breath on the floor, her tail still in her mentor's tight grip, and her pussy drooling a thick, constant stream of sticky white. Indira smiled. "Thank you, Cordelia. That was well and bravely done."

Cordelia whickered to herself in a very satisfied, horsey way. Normally, unicorn students were strongly discouraged from horse-like mannerisms, but Indira felt that the girl had earned an indulgence or two, so held her tongue about it. Her eyes popped open wide, though, when she saw the girl take that handful of lost cum and begin lapping it up from her palm. Goddess, the girl was already becoming a desperate little slutling. Had Indira ever been like that, in her early days? Perhaps. It was difficult to remember after so long. She began to dress herself. The girl would need tending to, now. Some exceptions to chastity were acceptable from time to time, but if the girl developed too much of a taste for this...

Cordelia watched her mentor carefully dress as she lapped up her extra treat. Even though the fires had been quelled, there was still some part of her that found this taste immensely satisfying. She had no idea how she was going to live without it after this, and she'd resolved to get as much of it as she could, while she could.

"And if I may be so bold, I want to be the first - and hopefully only - one to congratulate you on your upcoming motherhood."

Cordelia paused for a moment, looking up at her mentor from the floor as the older woman snapped her stretched-out panties back into place and began working on her gown. Despite all the blatant evidence she'd just been given, it hadn't quite struck home yet that she was about to be a mother ... not until now.

"And don't worry. I will take care of everything when I return after this lecture. Your pregnancy will be absolutely invisible, and the baby will be raised by the unicorn creche from the moment it's born. We do have certain conceits about chastity to maintain, after all." She grinned. "I think we can both agree that the process that brought this new life into the world was ... pure magic."

Cordelia nodded. It was close enough to the truth.

"If, as young mothers often do, you find yourself with ... feelings for the young one, you are of course free to volunteer as one of the caretakers in the creche, where you'll be able to stay near to the new child ... as long as it doesn't interfere with your studies."

Indira shrugged into and straightened her gown in a rush. Her cue to arrive onstage at the induction lecture would be any moment now ... she might have to stoop to the indignity of running if she meant to arrive on time.

"For now, just focus on getting this mess cleaned up. I'll be back in less than an hour with a fresh change of clothes for you."

Cordelia watched in stunned awe as Indira rushed out of the workroom. Was that ... was that it? So that was sex. So this was what not being a virgin felt like. Not so different, it turned out. The thought occurred to her that she might use her soiled gown to mop up some of the excessive cum puddling on the floor ... but the floors in magical workrooms were always kept immaculately clean, and she was beginning to have certain other ideas about where all that cum might go... She licked her lips.

"Welcome, new students!" Indira paused for the obligatory applause and hoots from the crowd of new girls. Sadly, the lower forms were not as strict on discipline as the Academy proper. They would soon learn. For now, they could be humored. "... and congratulations on embarking upon the journey that will make you true unicorns - not mere horses with horns!" More applause, a little laughter. "Here, you will learn the purity, chastity, decorum ... and above all, magic that befits a unicorn."

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