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Unattended lust bubbling up in an evening devoid of companionship on a frozen night where magic grew to its strongest. A strange mixture it was, a concoction unknown in the making but made none the less was uncorked and drunk on that night.

The effects started as literal whispers on the wind, talking amongst themselves about a feral hybrid. He was a jumbled mess of creatures who's owner called Zeph and who was trying to sleep next to a window. Snow was falling outside, soft and peaceful as it dampened all sound. Oil lit lamps glowed in the street, shining a soft yellow light on the feral that faced away but still captured enough to be visible. His eyes were closed, head resting on his paws and a pillow as soft whines were heard, the time of year difficult for the beast who struggled to find a partner when everyone else was trying to simply stay warm. The whines of lust which he thought were for no one called upon the spirits, old ones and new ones, all were curious and all slowly drank the lust filled air.

The voices, quiet enough to be passed off as a thought were a jumble, some clearly female, some clearly male, and some unable to be placed. Yet, they all came together, talked amongst themselves with what to do about their unintentional summon.

"We were summoned by a beast?" Asked the First, a ghostly hand gesturing to Zeph as it talked.

"It seems that way," Admitted a Second, a hand appearing and floating around the feral seemingly in inspection. "But I don't see why that would distract us from our calling."

"He is needy." Said a third and fourth in unison, hands appearing clasped as they too drew close to him.

"And need is what we seek," Whispered a Fifth, hand making contact with Zeph's back fur and rubbing it softly. "Why turn away such an easy task?"

"They're right," A Sixth stated, hand appearing and with a finger tracing it down the beast's spine who shivered at the contact as his fur wiggled in attempt get rid of the imaginary fly. "We've helped people achieve the impossible as their need dictated, this is nothing, a vacation if anything. Besides,"

"We are one." Mumbled third and fourth, hands slowly drifting apart as their fingers tried to touch each other, only to float down and rub the feral's rump who was somehow still trying to sleep.

"And I know it isn't just the beast who needs this tonight." Said the rest in unison, the hands slowly floating to where they wanted to be. The pair were already feeling up Zeph's taught rump, sinking their fingers into the fur and massaging the muscles underneath. Sixth walked their hand slowly back up the spine they had traced down and Fifth continued to scratch him, playfully petting him as First hesitated briefly before going to his paws that stuck out from under him and sinking his fingers into the gaps.

Second was the only one not doing anything yet, but they seemed to watch, taking in what its brethren were doing before slowly floating over to Zeph's face. It floated down, touching his nose gently and watching his green eyes slowly opening.

"I knew you weren't asleep, not with what your hiding under all that fur. Were you content to just lie here, pretending not to notice to milk us of our time and pleasure~?" It asked as it cupped Zeph's muzzle, thumb rubbing along the top. It was clear Zeph didn't know where to look at the hand, it not having a face but it didn't seem to faze the Second. "You need not worry beast, for we will milk you for everything your worth, treating you like a king until the time comes to leave. So, if you will, roll over so that we may really start this show~"

Intelligence seemed to spark in the feral's eyes as he listened, but it was drowned out quickly as Zeph did as was suggested. It seemed the magic in the air affected him, making him more accepting of the strange mystic circumstance he found himself in. He'd remember this later, however it'd be as a great dream, unsure if it really happened but glad he had it, dream or not.

The waking dream continued none the less though, the hands breaking away as he turned himself onto his back. Only the First stuck to its spot, fingers rubbing between those paw pads as if he was holding them like another hand. Whatever First was doing, they seemed to be enjoying it.

The flipping showed off Zeph's goods, the hands briefly floating as they took in his exposed belly, and very exposed dick and balls. He was already hard although not achingly, whether it was because of the hands actions before or if it was his lust that summoned them initially no one knew, but none were about to waste time and ask and instead they got to work.

Third and fourth were the First to move. They briefly met again and clasped their hands together before separating, floating down to those heavy looking balls and cupped one each softly. Heat seemed to radiate off them but the hands seemed to feed off that warmth but in return squeeze and kneaded those balls, knowing exactly what Zeph wanted without needing to be told.

Fifth and Sixth returned to roughly what they were doing, Fifth continuing to run their hands through his fur, content on scratching and massaging him as Sixth traveled back down from his head. They slowly went lower, fingers trailing through the fur as it's goal was in sight, lifting off to float briefly before clasping that pink and red cock, squeezing it immediately as Zeph's entire body tensed up for a moment and pre was squeezed out the tip. It seemed the group underestimated just how lustful the hybrid was.

Second stayed where they were, floating around Zeph's face as they were content to watch but it also served to keep him distracted, not from the pleasure but of the situation and the strangeness of it all. They talked to Zeph, told him how good he was and how his owners were ignoring his needs all while scratching and petting his head.

Slowly the energy in the room started to grow, even feeding generously off him the spirits were unable to suck up more than Zeph produced. With it, the spirits too started to get drunk on the lust, the motions that were more in sync slowly lost their rhythm. The pair at the balls softly squeezing at irregular intervals, almost begging for their milky contents as their fingers tried to reach as much as they could. First dislodged themselves from the paw and went to the other, running a thumb over the soft beans before slowly traveling down, feeling up more of the feral's leg then just the paws.

Fifth remained composed to some degree but started exploring more, patting and feeling up his stomach and sheath before traveling back up to his neck to scratch him and everywhere in between. Sixth was most affected, the pre that leaked out the needy cock coating their hand making their hand job easier. What started out as just that turned into something more sensual as Sixth would quickly work Zeph to orgasm before backing off near the edge, slowly letting him come down as the hand felt up his plump sheath or used its index finger to play with his tip as it throbbed and threatened to explode at any Second.

Second stayed at Zeph's head, the words getting more sordid as time went on, more lust driven as even Zeph fell victim to the feedback loop the spirits accidentally created.

It came at no surprise then that they overdid it, intending on milking Zeph for a while longer for his virile and burning energy they instead got scorched and fell into the lust that made him burn so bright to begin with. The need they knew they had became tinder for Zeph's fire and yet none of them regretted this.

It started as the Sixth was trying to bring Zeph back from his edge again, pre and cum already pooled on the feral's belly and matting his fur. Sixth knew their job, knew how long they had to go but as their ghostly hand pealed itself off that burning cock and started to float towards that sheath and play with until he calmed down, it instead paused as it realised it was tracing a finger down his cock. The realisation came when its index finger ran between the ridges that fat knot created, pulsing and throbbing with need Sixth was intentionally ignoring it, but ignoring it was easier said then done. Something seemed to break for Sixth, a sound of need from the pair at the balls who felt practically starved for the cum they've been churning or the muffled sounds of pleasure First made between those paw pads. Whatever it was it was a temptation it could not resist as the hand floated towards that knot and wrapped its hand its best it could around it before giving a nice sudden squeeze.

The floodgates opened and Zeph came, the hands burning with energy and hot to the touch, but nothing but a pleasurable sensation to the beast. The First glob squirted high and marked the start of his eruption, both in the physical and spiritual sense. Sixth didn't move, squeezing that knot in time with his heartbeat to simulate a real hole and they milked more and more as Zeph continued to empty himself onto his fur and the wood around him. The supercharged spirits who fed off his need grew fat and full but didn't stop, Sixth letting go for a Second only to grab hold of the main part of his cock again and started jacking him off again with fervor. Even more spilled out of him, a Second eruption as his balls that were once fat and plump seemed visibly smaller, the pair fitting around one each snuggly where they hadn't before but it could have been due to their gorged state.

Zeph could barely even make a sounds, huffing strongly before interrupting himself with another spurt, this time much smaller, and this time the Second spoke again.

"There we go~" It purred, patting the top of his head and feeling the overwhelming pleasure radiating off of Zeph. "Let it all out big guy, not like we're cleaning it up~"

The words were simple yet powerful a suggestion and like before Zeph happily followed as quickly his high energy spurts weakened into a almost continual bubbling of cum streaming out of his cock, over the Sixth and then onto his fur. Zeph had never felt his need more fulfilled then that night.

His energy though was already crashing after the final involuntary throb his cock gave and Sixth ran a finger up the back, pushing any extra cum to the top but Zeph was already feeling gone by then. His head lulled back onto his purple pillow as his eyes struggled to stay open, a level of tiredness his lust had hidden till now.

He was not the First to leave though, Fifth quickly fading before the fur they touched returning to normal and First doing the same soon after. Third and forth seemed to have squeezed and milked every drop out of Zeph and they were next, clasping each other again as they faded. Sixth was next, giving one final squeeze and petting the cum covered stomach of Zeph before fading too. It left only Zeph and Second, the First of which was already falling asleep.

"Whoever thought a beast would give us our best meal yet~." It said, rubbing his head as Zeph sleepily tried to nuzzle into the palm unsuccessfully. "While I don't wish you to be alone next Christmas, I do hope we can meet again, and perhaps next time with more of my kin to slather and worship you the best we can~ Until then my beacon of lust~ Sleep well~." And with that, Second faded as well.

As magic drained from the air Zeph became more reasonable with his thoughts, wondering to himself if he was day dreaming or something of the sorts but those only lasted for a Second. The last suggestion to sleep the spirits left with him swallowed up whatever magic remained and that night Zeph slept the best he ever would.