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The hot spring behind the Cheerful Dolphin Hotel and Spa had only rarely been at a more relaxing temperature for its owner than it was tonight. The spring was neither so hot that shi could not remain in it for long, nor so cool as to fail to provide that exquisite feeling of the heat seeping into hir blubber and muscles. It had required no enchantment or other magical fiddling to get it into this state tonight - a sign that the geothermal activity beneath the spring was on the rise.

The island hotel's popularity as a resort stop for the magic users and merchant princes in this region of the ocean had grown considerably of late, enough that it was now a rare night indeed that the dolphin known as Sanity - or rather, "Enchantressor Armanti of the dolphin clans," which was the name shi had made into hir public alias for the current century - got a chance to relax in the spring alone.

Shi had gladly accepted this chance, always eager to file away another night's experience in the warmth of this pool that was so important to hir present occupation.

Shi sat in the spring thoughtfully with hir legs crossed, like a person meditating, hunching hir spine forward a little, in order to keep hir body fully submerged more easily. Her gray, faintly bluish skin received blurry, refracted illumination from multiple angles - from the lights of a dozen upraised torches that surrounded the spring, as well as from the waxing gibbous moon that shone brightly overhead in the cloudless, subtropical sky.

It had been Sanity's habit throughout hir life to spend a good deal of hir free time in water when it was available - saline water if possible, but fresh was fine for a while too.

Life on land was always a bit of a pain for someone of dolphin anatomy. Like others of hir race, Sanity had no tail - at least not in the sense that a wolf or a cat would have one - but shi did have thick, elongated webbing on each of hir two feet, the vestiges of the tail flukes of hir feral dolphin cousins. This webbing provided hir a considerable swimming aid without rendering locomotion on land impossible... but, as with most dolphins, hir movements when walking had always been a little bit clumsy. Along with the awkward size of hir webbed feet, hir basically neckless head and long nose made top-heaviness a minor but ever-present issue as shi walked around each day.

So it was easy enough to guess why shi might like nothing better than to spend as much free time in the water as shi could, even when meditating on hir magic or brooding about some emotionally significant topic.

Shi let the top of hir head slip above the water's surface only when shi needed air, which happened once every several minutes. Sanity had been relaxing in the spring for half an hour now, breathing those characteristically infrequent dolphin breaths and reflecting on hirself and hir life.

Yet, shi still perpetually felt as if shi must have only just stepped into the spring a few minutes ago. There was a reason for this, but it wasn't any of the usual reasons, like missing time on account of falling into too deep a state of relaxation.

The reason was because Sanity's body was... stuck, in a sense.

Sanity was twenty-six years, seven months, and twelve days old.

...But shi had been almost exactly that old for the past seven hundred fifteen years.

It wasn't simply that shi was "immortal" or "eternally young" in the regenerative sense. No, it was much more literal than that. Every part of hir remained stuck at that age, including the synapses of hir brain. The dolphin possessed no natural way to learn or to change beyond that point in hir life - any thought or memory shi gained would rewind itself out of existence within minutes as hir body pulled back toward its "set state," the exact state of its existence at the time this condition was laid upon hir.

Sanity had ended up stuck at this biological set-point because someone had enchanted hir using chronomancy - time magic - one of the few topics in arcane research that were consistently banned from universities the world over. The reasons why it was considered dangerous were beyond number, but one of particular relevance to Sanity's case was that time magic was virtually impossible to dispel in a way that wouldn't end up killing the enchanted individual as part of the process of the spell's unraveling. Countless well-documented horror stories existed of researchers who had placed even minor youth-promoting effects on themselves - only to end with their bodies withering chaotically into old age and death when the spell was removed, as if its effect were reversing and then repeating that reversed effect an infinite number of times in rapid succession.

Sanity had not taken the risk of trying - especially with an enchantment as powerful as the one placed upon hir.

Now, in order to remember anything new, Sanity had no choice but to encode even the most basic of desired long-term memories into an arcane energy field surrounding hir body. This process of writing a new memory always required some degree of conscious effort, and shi would easily miss things, or simply allow hirself to forget, which often led hir into confusion and trouble.

Shi could also influence hirself by constantly hexing hirself with a series of minor, yet intricately combined, hypnotic charms, which shi programmed in such a way that shi was constantly hypnotically suggesting hirself into believing and remembering core information about hir current life - very basic things, like, "I currently present my gender as herm" and "I own an island hotel, the Cheerful Dolphin Hotel and Spa, and I have exactly one employee, a hermaphroditic hydra named Krrahlnia," and "I currently specialize in using my magic to provide an environment for my guests to have all of their fantasies fulfilled during their stay here, whatever those fantasies may be." In other words, shi chronically hypnotized hirself into maintaining basic context about hir current lifestyle - without maintaining those charms on hirself, shi would end up confused, and wouldn't intuitively know which of hir magically stored lines of memories to draw from in hir current situation.

That shi knew how to store memories using magic at all might well have been called a stroke of extreme luck and coincidence, were it not directly related to how shi ended up this way. Shi only knew the technique because, at that fateful age of twenty-six, shi had been researching it as a method to help a fellow enchanter who had "immortalized" himself in this same fashion, and shi had already been practicing the memory storage technique on hirself as a means to test its viability.

Despite hir best efforts to teach the enchanter in question, he eventually got himself sufficiently confused that he laid the immortalizing time magic on hir. With his mind constantly rewinding toward the moments leading up to his casting the spell on himself, this had always been a possible danger, but when it finally happened to Sanity, it had still managed to come as a surprise...

...Sanity often got stuck at this point in hir memories, when resting alone like this. It was so easy for hir brain to go back to the days, the hours, the minutes leading up to the chronomancy, as if they had only happened very recently. Yet shi had so very many hypnotic charms installed that constantly warned hir not to dwell on those memories too much. Constantly living in those moments had been precisely how that other enchanter had effectively gone mad.

Prodding through hir arcane field among the more recent lines of hir memories told, by comparison, a long and varied series of tales: stories of a hermaphroditic dolphin living with a bizarre mental condition and effective physical immortality... and living as fully as shi could in each lifestyle in which shi found hirself.

Shi had indeed lived whole lifetimes... moved around to various places, took on various names, performed numerous trades... and nearly always made some use of hir magical talents, whether shi was open about possessing them or not.

Shi had been with several spouses, over the centuries, and gone through many other romances besides. Shi had outlived each and every partner, with each passing of a spouse always feeling to hir like the first, even though shi could willingly recall memories from the dying days of all of them. Of late shi had sworn hirself off further romantic relationships... not so much out of regret (which shi found very difficult to have) as out of a desire to try something new, to experience being more "aloof" and "alone" for a while and record what it was like.

It wasn't very fun.

Not that hir magically stored memories of what had happened to hir before felt perfect either - even in the basic mechanics of how shi recalled them. In a way, reviewing the various aspects of hir life always made it feel as if it all happened to someone else... even if the someone else was very definitely a version of hir. A version who never would, and never could, be fully remembered, hir existence obscured in a haze of discontinuity.

Yet, there was a great deal more than just pain here, and it was easy enough to forget most of hir sorrows. All shi had to do was not examine them for a few minutes and cancel any hypnosis actively reminding hir of them.

When shi let hirself get lost in hir happier memories, shi could allow hir mind to play, roaming freely through vivid mental films of falling in love, experiencing a first time (and the dozens of other "first times" that came after). Shi could follow the flow of the hypnotic systems that shi had used on hirself during those relationships, the thoughts and feelings shi had constantly suggested onto hir consciousness in order to sustain a consistent flow of memory of being a lover, and of knowing hir beloved.

Hir mind was a strange, permanent-yet-ephemeral dance of thoughts, love, and the yawning void of time's relentless backward pull. It was in this flow that Sanity lived, and meditated when shi could.

Feeling the spring's heat wash through hir, shi continued examining the lines of hir memories, with hir train of thought hazing out behind hir even as shi tried to plan for the rest of hir explorations.

While shi remained there in the spring, hir hypnotic scripts constantly reminded hir that shi had come out here to enjoy hirself, along with providing all of the other general context mentioned previously. But the script gave no sense of time or duration - nor was it easy to get them to do so - and so shi endured that constant feeling of having just gotten in, not knowing when it would be time to get out.

Likewise, the precise interpretation of that hypnotic cue to "enjoy hirself" was up to hir whims at any given moment.

Eventually - and quite inevitably - browsing through certain lines of memories led to Sanity interpreting that note to hirself in a more sexual direction.

Shi settled on one line of memories in particular and vividly recalled - nearly relived - various key moments from hir honeymoon with a certain, thick-built minotaur who had won hir heart in centuries past.

Shi remembered how he tossed hir belly-down onto the sands of the beach where their skiff had washed ashore - how he squatted behind hir and lifted hir tailless rear up with all the aggression and pride befitting his race's stature. How his firm hands had gripped her ankles, his fat fingers caressed the thick webbing between hir toes. How he had slid his fiery-eager erection right up against hir genital slit, and forced its hugeness inside of hir despite hir moans, proudly assuring hir that shi would have a chance to feel "like a woman" with him tonight.

Shi recalled, too, how shi might have found his comment horribly sexist if not for hir knowledge of how minotaurs simply were, and how deeply aroused the thoughts of their own masculinity made most minotaur males... to treat hir as a woman and provide hir with his seed was one of his culture's very highest honors; it made him into a stud, a breeder, one deemed worthy of a spouse...

Shi was remembering his lovemaking almost as if it were happening... yet hir centuries-defying body felt as if that mating had never even happened. So, as shi often did, shi fantasized about it as if it were something that imminently could happen.

Shi let hir mind drift rapidly through scene after scene of hir days with him, sometimes taking them on two or three at a time, with the focus of hir thoughts and feelings sexualizing further as hir arousal increased.

Teasing the fingers of hir left hand into hir genital slit, shi thought of his loving hands and his wonderful heavy dominance... how on a certain night he got hir on hir back on the grass behind their homestead, his erection pressing hot against hir smooth, breastless chest and pulsing there where they both could see it. Shi recalled the way his leathery sack had bobbed against hir belly as he squatted low upon hir and rutted back and forth... how shi had looked up at him, seen his rising desire for hir, a mix of ravenous hunger and unbridled passion at knowing shi was truly his... and how shi had lain there, spreading hirself open, gasping and eventually crying out, as he slid back, lowered himself further, and made his entry into hir warmth...

Soon, shi felt hirself letting hir own considerable male member slide its way out of hir slit, and into the warm wetness of the spring.

"You're so big," shi murmured aloud, as if talking to him - another compliment that almost any minotaur bull would be more aroused than men of most other races to hear. Shi held the tip of hir emerging shaft in memoriam of his, letting the sensitive, tapered, muscular organ tighten and firm itself against the caresses of hir hands. "Please be as gentle as you can," shi repeated from memory, thrusting hir hips as shi did so, "but don't feel like you have to slow down on my account. I know your body wants to move fast, and move hard, because of what you are. That's all I ask of you... be what you are, with me, tonight..."

Shi had said those words to him all those years ago, had committed them to hir "memory" so solidly that shi could read them unblemished and raw into hir mind. Shi had not attached any hypnotic power to hir speech to him - none beyond the simple, natural effect of a suggestive lover's voice, anyway - and his body had responded to hir so heavily, his lovemaking so fueled and unrestrained... the dolphin had so much power to influence minds, least of all hir own, but shi felt the strongest and the most loved when hir words alone were enough to bring about such a change...

This is my chance to relax, shi told hirself, broadly interpreting hir hypnotic reminder to relax. That reminder gently interrupted the flow of hir memory exploration, and brought hir back to awareness of the situation around hir body - made the plumpness of hir own muscular member in hir hands all too easy to notice as a thing unto itself, as a readiness for sex that could exist either with or without dwelling on the matings of hir past. That choice was hirs - now - for there was no other time for hir but now.

This is my chance to bring myself joy, shi further told hirself, and in so doing, to honor the people with whom I have partnered, who trusted my flesh with theirs... even though there is no one of that description here right now...

Quickly, as if pouring a glass of water or stirring a cup of tea, shi browsed through another section of hir memories to hir extensive catalogue of sexual enhancement spells, and placed two upon hirself by a simple act of will: one of them an arousal-sustaining enchantment, and the other an enchantment to dramatically quicken production of semen and other sex-related fluids.

Shi had discovered long ago that, due to hir condition, shi required both of these spells in order to reliably reach a satisfying ejaculation from hir male parts before the time-rewinding effect could disrupt hir sense of continuity for the masturbatory session, along with reversing portions of hir physiological progress toward ejaculation.

Admittedly, it was sometimes fun for hir to struggle against that reversal more primitively - manually stimulating hirself for an hour or longer as shi slowly overcame hir body's ability to rewind... but tonight shi wielded hir power to pleasure hirself in a way that would be swift enough that even shi would find the continuity of it easy and natural to follow. Shi resolved to give hirself a complete sexual experience from start to finish.

While the enchantments settled into hir flesh and began the first seeds of doing their work, Sanity stroked hir shaft at a vigorous, uncompromising pace, and shi felt the warm water and smooth texture of hir hand rouse hir senses to an erotic alert.

So good... it felt so good to hold hirself, to let hirself slide into passionate abandon beneath the clear, starry sky!

Shi let hir attention flitter briefly to another memory of a younger lupine man shi had taken under hir wing and eventually mated... and of a lupine female of a generation prior to his. Shi remembered dolphin sailors, another wonderful minotaur... and then dismissed the memories entirely to gaze down at the smooth curve of hir own belly, and at the beautiful eversion of hir own shaft in the moon and firelight.

Now shi let hir shaft's muscles flex to greater hardness, and further quickened hir strokes along the meaty length. In a moment of deep affection for hir own body, shi felt hirself desiring to rise, to stand and expose hirself beneath the lovely heavens overhead. Drawing hir legs together, ankle to ankle, shi pushed up out of the warmth, with the steam rising around hir like a veil as hir movements jostled the water.

The light of the nearby torches crackled all around hir, wreathing hir belly in a warm sequence of red, yellow, and orange, and lashing hir tapered pink cock in fleeting rings of warmth as shi thrust hir hips forward toward the spring's stony fringe.

Sloshing hir way through the water toward the edge directly in front of hir - masturbating all the way - shi felt hir pleasures rising and expanding their reach. The stimulation in hir male parts awakened hir female parts to greater sexual urgency. The arrangement of hir anatomy meant that both hir male and female bits made use of the same genital slit, and at this point the erect muscularity of hir cock was almost entirely blocking off the entrance to her feminine sex, with the internal parts of the cock's base coexisting throbbingly with the top section of hir vaginal walls.

Reaching the edge of the spring but remaining standing in the water without climbing out, shi stretched tall to hir full, basically masculine height, with hir blowhole finally shoving out a stale breath from several minutes past. That breath came out alongside a spray of hot water that had collected within her nasal cavity, and the droplets of water sprinkled audibly against the hot spring's surface.

Meanwhile Sanity's left hand made its way down the smooth curves of hir back, with the webbed fingers passing by the sensitive base of hir dorsal fin before caressing smoothly up along it and giving it a firm pinch, imitating the erotic biting and raking behavior shi remembered from the horny dolphin males shi had grown up near, so many years ago. Soon the left hand found its way around to hir belly - again pinching at the flesh. Although nailless and unable to truly replicate the feel of a male's teeth raking against hir, the hand gave enough of a reminder to be titillating.

With hir right hand, shi stroked her member till it nearly stung to stimulate it further, and still shi pressed on - not orgasming, not spilling hir seed just yet, but merely injecting hir nerves with a deliberately overloading pleasure that made it hard for hir to stay resolute in standing upright. Hir knees quaked, but shi forced them together, unwilling to let this moment pass before hir immortalizing blessing-and-curse could undo the continuity of hir memories.

Deep within hir the rapid production enchantment was bearing fruit: shi could feel hir fluids increasing in both the masculine and feminine tracts, the latter of which was already beginning to clench and spasm in rhythm to hir stroking, with hir vaginal walls ultimately gripping hard against the internal portions of hir own cock.

Shi flexed the tapered member's muscles tighter - felt hirself filling herself with hir base's thickness from within, even as the narrow tip throbbed more than a third of a meter outside of her and began rapid leakage of pre. Only the slenderest of men could fit a cock inside of hir right now, with hir maleness flexed so hard outward and hir slit seizing and relaxing with rhythmic force. Hir feminine nectar dripped low, sliding down along the inner bulge of hir vaginal ceiling where the cock's bigness asserted itself, the leaking sensation only inspiring hir to faster and faster self-ministrations, hir teasing left hand at last coming down to work hir own base into a full masturbatory frenzy.

Seldom one to let hirself moan, tonight shi made an exception, dropping hir large jaw and letting out a mid-pitched, groaning cry, like a plea for aid against hir own sensitivity. Hir thighs spasmed - almost cramping - and the muscles of hir belly tightened painfully as hir walls tried to "push" hir bigness out.

Another expulsion from hir blowhole - another regimented, even-flowing intake of breath. Hir heart raced, but hir frenzied masturbation continued, and hir body's responsiveness grew hotter and readier with each moment.

It was an ancient saying among the dolphin people that "The third sex needs no other," and while that wasn't true in a unified, clear-cut way, the strong grains of its truth were nowhere more apparent than here. Sanity held hirself on the cusp of an orgasmic paradise, hir masculine juices rapidly burbling up from within hir as the enchantment's hold quickened, the flow of hir masculine and feminine lubrication alike taking on a bountiful quality that made the liquid from hir genitals resemble the dripping of trees after rain. Hir masculine essence dripped salty stains onto the rocks at the spring's brim, while tiny drops of the feminine plinked their way onto the steamy surface, drip after enticing drip.

It wasn't long before the moment came - and not a moment too soon, either. Already feeling hir sense of continuity hazing away behind hir again - fast losing track of how this masturbatory session started, yet too engrossed in hir body's pleasure at this point to care, shi tilted hir torso downward to feast hir eyes on hir own gorgeous, throbbing length, a length that had been with hir through so many adventures and lives, through husbands and wives alike. With a fondness blending raw passion and the gentle love one feels for a time-honored friend, shi stroked that length for all shi was worth, mentally honoring hir several outlived spouses as hir brain and spine gave an electrifying jolt that signified hir climactic edge.

Not slowing hir masturbation for even a moment, shi clenched hir feminine sex tightly till it gripped the masculine member's internal base, walls clenching hard against erect muscular flesh. Shi cried out in a loud call of both triumph and self-submission as shi felt hir penis jerk and quake. The walls of hir urethra bulged against the penile muscle, carrying forth seed that erupted geyser-like from the teeny little tip. Hir essence shot off past the spring's rocky fringe and splattered down upon the nearby flowers and grass.

The dolphin let out a satisfied moan. Even as hir memories of this masturbation's exact motivations continued slipping away from hir, shi could on a different level still feel "how the story went," the narrative structure of the events that must have led to this. Shi had come out here to take care of hir own desires for a change, and shi had done so, sexily and with deliberate purpose. It was a satisfying thought, for a satisfying orgasm.

The swell of good feelings radiated out from Sanity's body in a surge of magical energy, with a record of their occurrence being gradually absorbed into hir permanent arcane data-field. It was a such a fond memory that shi worked powerfully to store it, even while hir muscular cock continued bobbing and throbbing in hir hands, and even as hir knees wobbled and slipped low, hir body relaxing back down into the warmth of the water with a soft splash...

* * *

Beyond one side of the tall wooden fencing surrounding the hot spring stood a single hermaphroditic reptile with three heads. The heads rested on long, dragon-like necks rising from hir torso in curvatures resembling teacup handles, and shi had a total of four arms and two legs.

The center head had its left eye pressed up firmly against a small knothole in the fence - a hole that the hydra knew about only because shi was a regularly employed maidservant and groundskeeper for the hotel - the only one currently on staff, since the hotel's owner would handle most of the simple cleaning and maintenance using magic.

The hydra, whose full name was Krrahlnia, had often come out here in secret to observe Sanity's private baths, and to the best of hir knowledge had never been caught yet.

Krrahlnia stood in a gently hunkered stance, hir knees angled outward and resting partly against the wood, while hir crocodile-like tail pointing straight backward along the ground. Hir singular, enormous penis stood over-plump with arousal, caressed and teased perpetually by seemingly automatic motions from the lower of her two pairs of hands and arms. Its flesh was a reddish brown, standing in contrast to the mottled darker brown and green of hir dorsal scales and the faint tan of hir underbelly. Its tip was leaking, but only a little, with hir species not being known for generating much precum under any circumstances.

Despite hir incredible arousal - and, in some sense, because of it, the hydra's three heads were not in total agreement about what was transpiring here. Sanity's masturbation had just gotten to the best bits, and there was only one knothole through which to voyeuristically observe the dolphin's actions. Only one of the three heads could gaze through it at a time.

To a hydra, this kind of prolonged visual discrepancy was nothing short of infuriating!

"Move aside!" the right head grumbled to the center one, nudging at its cheek to try to push it out of the way.

"Stop being so demanding, Nia," grumbled the central, ego head. "We're all feeling this, and my eyes can see it better!"

"But I wanna seeeee for myseeeelf!" the insistent Nia replied.

"Stop it," the left head growled, his voice masculine and stern. He nipped the right head along her neck. "You're so juvenile." He turned to the center and said politely, yet a little dictatorially, "Watch for as long as you want, Krr."

"Thanks, 'dad,'" the ego head teased. Shi glanced sidelong at the right-side head using only hir right eye. "...Sheesh, you keep making noise like that and Mastress is going to hear us. Shi wanted this as hir private bath time! We're kind of snooping!"

"Well, if you weren't so enticed by hir..." the left head said, speaking calmly, yet still a little overbearingly.

"I'm not the only one," murmured the ego. "Look, Ahl, even your stodgy eyes would get our nethers wet watching hir like this..."

"Krr has got a herm-crush," the right side said, her voice sing-song and teasing, with her neck bouncing side to side as she spoke and her nose bumping lightly against the fence.

"Quiet!" the other two heads whispered in unison.

"Fucking let me seeee hir theeeen!" the right head whined, her voice still much quieter than before. "I'm so hooorny!"

Ahl, the masculine left head, responded by nomming firmly around the middle of Nia's neck and holding the grip there until she closed her eyes and calmed down.

"We're all horny," whispered Krr, "and collectively we do have a crush on Mastress Sanity. What's so strange about that?"

Down below this heady bickering, the hydra's four arms continued in their erratic - but actually somewhat democratically motivated - movements of autoerotic stimulation. Hir upper pair of arms (which were located in roughly the same place as the standard two arms on any ordinary anthro) were pressing inward against hir milk slits for short intervals before raking their fingers up and down hir belly in firm, clawing motions reminiscent of Sanity's self-pinching.

Meanwhile the lower pair were fondling the huge erection that emerged from hir genital slit. Krrahlnia had large, powerful hands, even by hydra standards (which were well above the global average on that topic), and shi needed every bit of their span in order to grip hirself properly. At full mast as it currently was, hir erection was actually slightly shorter than Sanity's own, with the portion outside hir sheath extending to a bit less than a third of a meter... but girth was another matter entirely. The hydra's male member was what could only be called "despair-inducingly thick," being basically cylindrical down its entire length save for the very tip and having a circumference that more than quintupled that of the dolphin's base. Sanity had once jokingly referred to it as "the firelog" upon catching Krrahlnia in self-pleasure, and the comparison was hard for the hydra not to see as valid. The pencil-like tip came to its point with great abruptness, the head sensitive but not dramatically more so than the rest of the length.

Regardless of hir internal conflicts (and regardless of any logistical difficulties in pleasuring hirself), Krrahlnia had an inner consensus on so many things about hir mastress that shi couldn't help feeling aroused in the extreme by observing hir like this.

Sanity and Krrahlnia - so many of their traits were the same, from their mutual existence as members of the rare "third sex," to the particular ways their respective species liked to be touched... the slit-based intercourse, the mutual exclusivity of their male and female parts being used at any given time... to say nothing of their personalities and how smoothly those meshed... which had been evident almost from the first day of the hydra working at Sanity's hotel.

Krrahlnia could tell - or at the very least, strongly liked to think - that the dolphin was more than just fond of hir, and shi yearned for that fondness to grow, even if it meant enslaving hirself permanently to Sanity's service... which really wouldn't change things that much compared to now.

Put simply, the hydra had nowhere else to go. It was either work here or go back to poorer parts of the hydra homelands on the landmass to the east, where inevitably shi would end up resuming hir illustrious "job" of getting hir groin scales surgically removed on a daily basis, to be assembled into supposedly virility-enhancing necklaces, handbags, and other trinkets by hir all-female bosses.

Hydra society traditionally regarded the third sex as supernaturally associated with fertility, and for the past several centuries had seen dominating a herm (and taking small pieces of her body as a trophy) to be a useful method of taking hir sexual power into oneself. In the poorer areas of their nation, they sold this idea to tourists with extreme rigor as a way of bringing in extra coin. Honestly, the number of specially staged "herm hunts" that Krrahlnia had been subjected to...

The scales taken from Krrahlnia in these encounters would always regrow fast - hydras were nothing if not regenerative - but the total lack of respect for hir existence as what had once been revered as a respected and rare sexual phenomenon rubbed all three of Krrahlnia's heads the wrong way. When Sanity had visited hir little dump of a village and offered the hydra a chance at freedom, shi had all too gladly taken it. When the hydra's superiors found out and violently resisted - well...

They had left the village the same day with every one of Krrahlnia's superiors brought humiliatingly to their knees by the dolphin's sexual and mind-affecting enchantments - spells which Sanity assured them would fade, but would take "a while" to do so. Krrahlnia had never bothered to ask hir how long they would actually last. Shi preferred to fantasize that they would last forever, even though shi now knew the dolphin to have considerably more mercy than that. Sanity seemed almost pathologically incapable of staying mad at someone.

At any rate, Krrahlnia was treated as a freak and a joke among hir own people... as shi was told Sanity had also been considered at one time...

Yet there was a wall of secrets, separation, and general professionalism that kept their relationship from advancing beyond that point. The hydra's crush had only grown over time, but although Sanity was sexually frank and generous with hir (in a fashion that was quite ordinary for dolphinkind - for instance, no embarrassment or hard feelings about nudity, even sexual nudity), the possibility of a long-term romantic relationship had always been brushed aside as either impractical for the hotel's operation or somehow "bad for" Krrahlnia in the long run.

Even now, Krrahlnia expected that Sanity was still trying to lure some suitable draconic prince or magistrate to spend a luxury vacation at the hotel, in hopes that Krrahlnia might get noticed and taken on as a concubine, where shi might at least be compensated with a life of consistent luxury in exchange for her multi-headed service. Even though the dolphin's magic could also provide considerable luxury for Krrahlnia right there on the island, Sanity appeared to be doing everything in hir (considerable) power to set the hydra up with a life of ease somewhere else.

Now wrapped up in post-orgasmic bliss, Sanity remained idly stroking hirself in the waters, and at last Krr prepared to give up hir gaze to let Nia have a turn. The hydra's collective ejaculation was getting closer despite Nia's disruptive behavior and the arousal-reducing effects of some of hir memories of "home"... but Krr knew Nia would complain later if she didn't get to at least take some kind of a look at Sanity in the glow of hir pleasure. Secretly, Nia seemed to like observing the afterglow the best anyway: compared to the other two heads, Nia's overdeveloped sense of awe and wonder got something extra out of watching Sanity rest there in hir bliss.

...Yet, when the ego head tried to pull away from the knothole, shi found herself momentarily transfixed - as if not in control of hir own neck - and unable to pull hir gaze away. At first thinking shi was simply getting a cramp from having hir neck held too steadily for too long, shi tried moving again - but no good. Hir neck would not budge. This was not normal!

Shi had little time to contemplate this predicament before a sharp pulse of golden light erupted from the knothole, whizzed past hir gazing eye, and dropped downward in a spark of magical energy that arced from the knothole directly down toward hir genitals. The vaguely ring-like energy struck the tip of hir cock, widened massively to surround the large girth while pressing inward against its flesh, and slid abruptly down to the cock's base in a swift wave of motion.

All three heads felt this sudden, foreign stimulation and glanced down at their member in urgent concern, only to see and feel the light clamp tightly around the shaft's base before fading out of sight.

To all of their eyes, nothing looked out of the ordinary, and nothing felt particularly weird either, except...

"H-hey," whispered Krr to the others after all four of their hands had resumed stroking around the surface of their cock and general nether region. "...D-do you feel this?"

After several more firm moments of stroking, the conclusion was clear: they did feel it. They all felt it. That feeling of the readiness of their ejaculation was slipping away, and fast, despite their efforts to encourage it. The occasional beading of pre at their tip had also entirely stopped. Yet somehow - and in spite of their unanimous mental unease, which was normally quite the erection-killer for this hydra - their shaft was throbbing harder than ever, nearly to the point of behaving as if it were locked in a constant state of dry orgasm, except no associated pleasure was (for now, at least) accompanying the motion.

Nervously, and with a growing instinctive neediness, shi masturbated hir pulsing length more firmly than ever, gripping at it with all four hands at once and humping through them as if they were a tight sexual hole, to see if whatever had happened could be overcome. The stimulation felt strangely dulled compared to before, but shi pressed on regardless, thrusting faster and faster while hir heads stared at hir own groin in silence and observed the flow of pleasure intently. Shi breathed deeply and kept hirself focused and united, trying not to panic and trying hard to follow the lessons Sanity had taught hir for reacting calmly to magic. Hir mastress had obviously done this - possibly as a good-natured dolphin joke - and if shi worked with whatever was going on the odds were good that shi could still finish this before anything too bizarre happened, like hir cock suddenly enlarging to ten times its original size and pulling hir to the ground from its weight. (This had never happened to the hydra, but was a surprisingly frequent request among the hotel's kinkier customers, and Krrahlnia was familiar with the deceptively powerful delayed onset of how such an enchantment affected a person's body - having on more than one occasion been present to deliver tea or a snack just as the spell expressed its full hold.)

As the hydra kept stroking, the feelings of hir arousal seemed to come back, as if hir cock were shaking off whatever odd partial numbness had been afflicting it. This seemed promising! Shi could feel hir inner genital muscles pulsing in their pre-ejaculatory dance, moving the semen through hir tract toward its exit...

Yet that was as far as the process got. The feelings piled up with tense urgency at the cock's base, but the fluids would not go. The hydra drygasmed - and then drygasmed again mere moments later as shi defiantly kept up hir stroking - but hir seed remained trapped inside. All of hir heads winced and gasped in pleasure, but confusion set in swiftly thereafter.

"W-what!?" murmured Nia, feeling alarmed as she tried to comprehend the second cumless wave of orgasmic feelings prickling through her. "I c-can't... we can't..."

At that moment hir vaginal walls clenched into an abrupt, impossibly tight configuration and hung there for several seconds at a stretch, hir genital insides pulsing and evently aching with the strain. Like Sanity before hir, shi felt hir own walls gripping at hir member's inner beginnings, and mutually felt its throbbings stimulating hir own walls, the paired organs keeping each other stunned in a vicious circle of "ejaculatory" stimulation.

"Oh dear!" murmured Ahl on the left, feeling the dry jerks of their cock intensify. He applied his portion of their willpower to encourage their "ejaculating" groin muscles to flex harder - to try to push the semen past whatever was blocking it. That didn't help, and only made both the pleasure of the drygasm and faint pain from their blue-balled feelings more intense.

"Goodness, what do we do?" gasped Krr, nearly shedding a tear as a third small drygasm struck. "Mastress must have cursed the knothole to keep us f-from... h-hands off the shaft, hands off, both of you... please!"

Through considerable force of will the ego head forced the other two to stop directing their hands to stroke. Despite the stoppage of stimulation, the shaft kept on throbbing there in the night air, and hir vaginal muscles clenched tightly back down against it after only a moment's relaxation, closing with a jerking force and surge of pleasure that nearly sent the hydra to hir knees.

This was very pleasurable, but also very scary... had Mastress known about this all along and decided to punish hir?

"...Hey, silly!" came Sanity's good-natured voice from the other side of the knothole. "Why're you too shy to ask me?"

"To ask?" the three heads said in not-quite-unison, gulping as they stared at the knothole and saw one of Sanity's eyes giving them a mischievous stare from beyond it.

"To ask if you can watch me," Sanity explained, pulling hir eye away from the hole. "I thought one of the fishermen camping down on the beach had been sneaking up here to watch me bathe, so I made myself a mental note to curse the knothole. And it would seem that I did indeed curse it! You can't 'finish' now, can you?"

The hydra's auxiliary heads did not know how to react to this. They looked at their ego head as if to say, "Well, now what?"

"O-oh," said Krr, barely able to formulate a reply with hir genitals throbbing and hir thoughts swimming in a mixture of pent-up arousal, orgasmic pleasure, and a scarcely functioning attempt to take in and understand the information Sanity was offering. "Erm, well..."

"Hey, come on," said Sanity, hir voice encouraging. "Come in here. I want to have some fun with you. Seriously, you poor thing... why didn't you tell me!? I'm a dolphin for crying out loud! I'm not timid about arousal!"

"Y-yes... I'm sorry," Krr said meekly through the knothole, feeling hir shaft give a hard jerk as the blue-balled feeling inside of hir intensified. "I just... I thought you didn't..."

"Here... come on in, and let's get that curse off of you, and give you a nice happy ending to all of this."

The hydra's several eyes went wide in mild confusion - both at Sanity's words, and because the section of fencing in front of them faded slowly away into nothing before hir very eyes.

"Come, come! I'll replace the wall as soon as you're in."

Hesitantly, yet feeling that hesitation melting away into affection for hir mastress, the hydra tromped forward, hir tail entering a slow, sideways swishing pattern as shi did so.

Sanity stood there in front of hir on the grass, with bits of warm water still slinking down hir legs and belly, hir penile muscles having slumped into a half-hearted tension that left the member dangling in front of hir but nowhere close to hard. "You're such a silly, shy hydra. You'd think someone with three heads could see I don't bite."

"I know you don't bite!" all three heads insisted in chorus. Krr spoke up further: "I just feel like you wanna get rid of me, I guess... I mean, not really, but... I mean, you told me we couldn't do this!"

Sanity's lower jaw gaped in the closest thing to a grin that hir race could manage. "So even despite that, you still think about me this way?" Shi gave a wave of hir hand and the vaporized section of wall returned to normal as Krrahlnia's tail finished passing through the area.

"I do... a lot," the hydra admitted.

Sanity turned sideways, erecting hir muscular member cutely again and gesturing toward the spring. "Well, you should learn something about dolphin culture then. I said no romance. I never said no sex."

The hydra's eyes went wide again. All six of them.

In fact, Sanity's saying this wasn't even precisely true. Previously, shi had spoken of their possible relatings in a way that strongly implied no physical sexual interaction either - Sanity didn't directly go that far even with hir most amorous of customers, and hadn't previously intended to do it with the hydra either... but that information had been lost in Sanity's hasty, short-form recording of those memories.

The main thing Sanity had agreed to do was to give the hydra one free "fantasy enchantment" per month, to privately explore and enjoy for hirself, but even this had purely been offered as a business perk for services rendered to a dolphin enchantressor with the power to offer that as a fringe benefit.

As already alluded, Sanity had also offered Krrahlnia training in responding calmly to certain sexual enchantments and curses, since it was possible shi would come into contact with them as a result of the nature of the hotel and the work Sanity had to do on it to prepare it for certain types of customers. This, too, however, had mainly been offered with a professional attitude - much to the titillation of Krrahlnia's feelings of a crush. Watching Sanity demonstrate sexual enchantments on hirself had been the thing that had gotten the hydra obsessed with voyeuristically watching Sanity self-stimulate in the first place... shi had been peeking in like this, off and on, for months now!

Reflecting on it sent a shock of embarrassment through hir - an embarrassment that only got swallowed up to further fuel hir arousal. Krrahlnia's walls clenched hard again, and shi winced and looked passively at Sanity, still with considerable concern on hir three faces despite how eager shi wanted to feel.

"Come on in, the water's fine," said Sanity, gesturing toward the spring and leading the hydra forward a few more steps until they reached the rocks of its edge. "Let's have some fun tonight, and talk about why you're so shy of me." Then shi hopped in, standing upright and awaiting the hydra's entrance.

The three heads looked at hir. "I'd like that very much," they admitted in unison, their differing vocal tones chorusing their masculine and feminine traits. Lumbering low, shi supported hir considerable weight on hir four arms and slid tail-first into the shallow pool, hir sensitive erection giving another upward jerk as it touched the heat of the water.

"Of course you would like it," said Sanity, evading the hydra's lashing tail and splashing hir way over to stand at Krrahlnia's left side. Laughing, reaching over, and wrapping one hand around the tip of the magically stuck hydra cock, Sanity gave it a firm squeeze, tugging it gently down to touch the water again and sending another gaspy spasm of pleasure through hir servant. "...And I think I would very much enjoy it, too. I'm too forgetful right now to let my past hold me back."

What Sanity said was entirely true, but for different reasons than the increasingly pleasure-addled hydra could possibly have imagined. To hir, it only seemed passingly strange - the sort of cryptic thing a wise magic user might say from time to time. But the secrets of Sanity's mind were far more complicated than that.

"You've worked here what, close to a year now?" the enchantressor continued, bringing hir other hand up to the throbbing length and walking hir fingers slowly up its length toward the base, making the hydra gasp. "You've been here_that long_" - she emphasized the words with firm squeezes of the tip - "and you've put up with me? I think you're either crazy, or we need to start exploring this deeper. I'm so lonely - you don't even begin to know how lonely I am, and I'm tired of pretending to experiment with it. Loneliness is terrible. I don't wish it on anyone."

Hir wandering fingers had made their way all the way up "the firelog" to the slit's edge, and shi worked a finger gently inward, causing another vaginal spasm in hir servant, who took it with grace and joy. To feel someone put their hand there without the intent to shave hir scales, but instead with the intent to bring hir pleasure...

The hydra's knees lowered, exposing the slit to an influx of hot water. Hir hips bucked suddenly forward, hir heads letting out a unanimous, loud, instinctual roar. The dolphin let hir jaw gape, hir tongue sliding around in the steamy air as shi delighted in seeing hir servant's reaction. The only enchantment at work here was an inhibitory one, and shi revelled in how good they both felt about the situation, despite its awkward beginning.

"You remind me a lot of myself, and of some people I've loved in the past," said Sanity, removing the hand from the tip and bringing it up to caress the central neck, prompting Krr to let out an almost purring growl. Nia nudged against Sanity's arm, eager for affection as well, while Ahl leaned down and began to lick his forked tongue against the side of the dolphin's chest.

"Thank you, mastress," whispered Ahl, as if conspiring with hir for the betterment of the other two heads. The subtext of his speech was, in essence, "You and I both know this is good for those two, and I will also enjoy the gifts you lovingly offer." Glancing through hir archive of information on hydra personality and culture, Sanity correctly understood this to be the stereotypically "protective" left head's only natural way of expressing great thanks.

The steam of the hot spring rose into billowing clouds as Sanity's enchanting magic heated up the area further - knowing as shi did that Krrahlnia preferred the springs extra warm. Hir neck-caressing hand found its way over to satisfy Nia as well, and soon the hand in the slit gathered a collection of magical energy... the ring of enchantment at the shaft's base became visible to all eight eyes present in the spring, and Sanity began to tease at it, moving both hands back down to give it a gentle pull, moving it out toward the captive cock's tip mere millimeters at a time, with Krrahlnia wordlessly groaning and throbbing with each step of its progression.

If the hydra's understanding of Sanity's power was anywhere close to accurate, it might be a very long time before they were done here. Hir member bulging and insides clenching, shi didn't mind in the slightest. Shi had nowhere else pleasant to go, and there was nowhere else shi would rather be than here, receiving hir rescuer's affections.

Krrahlnia felt the load inside of hir building up as the ring's magic continued frustrating and agitating hir system as it moved. Hir eagerness only grew as Sanity pulled the ethereal ring back, and back, and back, the semen's volcanic rise sending the hydra's shaft into uncontrollable and unending spasms as it pressed up the urethra - a fifth of the way, two-fifths, half. The pleasure was too much to handle; Krrahlnia dropped to hir knees entirely and leaned backward against hir lower hands, hir slit's opening flexing and relaxing repeatedly with the inner motions of hir walls, which held the wet warmth of the spring deep inside of hir as hir roars gave way to shouts and moans. Shi didn't care if anyone else on the island heard hir, and by the excited way hir hands were shaking as shi kept working the ring off, neither did Sanity.

"Cum for me, pretty hydra," said Sanity, hir own member flexed to an aching hardness in the water as shi spoke. Soon the dolphin wiggled the tip of hir own member to and fro in anticipation. "You can cum for me, right?"

All three of the hydra's heads shook a "No" as the pleasure continued wracking hir form. "Not until you want us to," all three heads said, in tones ranging from seduction to urgent, moaning need.

Three-quarters - "the firelog" ached and swelled subtly outward to a girth the hydra hadn't previously thought possible without outright magical alteration of the flesh. Four-fifths - the throbbing grew so intense that the energy ring began visibly quivering within Sanity's touch. The dolphin leaned hir face down close to the tip, nuzzling at it and feeling the need in hir servant.

Just as the ring was about to pass the point of freedom, Sanity told Krrahlnia again: "Cum for me... display yourself for me like you fantasize about... don't hold back. Be who and what you are."

The hydra let out one more chorus of roaring moans as the ring slipped clear of hir tip and vanished into a puff of nothing with a simple flick of Sanity's wrist. The dolphin's jaw lowered to its limit, the warm pinkness and many impressive teeth of hir maw opening wide to greet the reptilian cocktip with the gentlest of rakings and a deep, hungry throat in which to spurt. All three of the hydra's necks drew back in overload, hir tail thrashing and splashing in the spring while hir long-suppressed seed burst forth in masculine triumph. It came out in overstacked gouts, globbing its way thickly down Sanity's throat as shi welcomingly swallowed every drop, with hir near-total lack of a sense of taste made up for in part by hir acute awareness of the load's weight and texture. The dolphin gripped the middle of the quivering shaft with both hands, unable to fully engulf its girth even with that. Shi rubbed at its underside with both thumbs, encouraging it before slowly beginning to work hir grip down toward the base and back up again.

Krrahlnia's cries echoed over the island, with not a coherent word being spoken by any head for some time. Sanity prolonged this effect even further by slinking a hand up into the only fringe of the hydra's slit through which shi could currently find entry, poking in to urge the feminine parts over the edge into yet another round of clenching to complement their male aspect.

Soon enough, it became clear that neither would speak further words for some time. The dolphin was busy silently committing this event to arcane memory and writing self-hypnotic cues for the occasion. Shi had no intention of letting this night of pleasure end anytime soon. No... shi was going to show this hydra a dolphin's passion, this hydra who had never had anyone treat hir right in the ways that Sanity so deeply enjoyed.

Forgive me, everyone, shi said, giving a tender nod to the lives of those shi had loved before. It seems I can't get myself to stop loving, after all.

Not one of hir deceased former spouses would have wished shi ask their forgiveness anyway, but shi asked it all the same, knowing full well that shi was a creature of passion and relationship. This hydra was not the first, nor would shi likely be the last, but shi was the now, and shi was the foreseeable future. Shi had given hirself for this, all three of hir aspects in accord, and Sanity would return that good faith with all of the power shi could muster.

Running hir tongue along the hydra's tip and literally hugging the heft of the still-throbbing shaft, shi looked up with surprising meekness at hir servant's three heads, their long necks sinuous and rearing impressively in the torchlight.

They cuddled there like that for some time, with Sanity's elaborate use of self-reminders in full swing, and both of their bodies feeling warm and glad within the spring's heat.

The night was young, but this was a moment's pause... a chance for both of them to more fully accept what they were offering each other.

Sanity's cock continued its erect, semi-prehensile wiggling, and soon enough hir mind struck out into numerous flights of fantasy and kinky ideas - but later, later. The dolphin could be aroused anytime, but this hydra's first afterglow with hir was something irreplaceably special - something shi would never experience in quite this same way again - and shi put extra effort into hanging onto the memory.

Story (C) 2014 dolphinsanity.