"No... Wait... Don't..." I gasp as the cop straddles me then grabs my cock with both hands and pulls it toward her until it angles up like a mast. This shouldn't be happening, a cop should not behave like that, unless... there is magic at play, and if there is, it will surely end badly -- using magic on a law enforcement officer carries heavy penalties and there is no way for me to prove I wasn't an accomplice.
I need to make it stop, but there isn't much I can do lying down underneath a big and fit woman with my hands handcuffed behind my back, and even though the growth appears to have stopped, the throbbing and the accompanying waves of pleasure are continuing relentlessly, making it hard to think. "Officer... Stop... Fight it..." I try between squirms but she pays no attention to my protests.
She bends forward, taking the tip into her mouth and begins to suck it as she slides her hands up and down the shaft, and I throw my head backwards and arch my back, my words turning into moans as the sensations, combined with the ones from the spell, threaten to melt my brain.
You see the cop attack Al's huge cock and smile to yourself. It is a nice cock, you think, and why wouldn't it be? After all, you made it into what it is -- long and thick and perfectly shaped -- and it is right that people should appreciate your talent and work. You see the woman take the tip into her mouth and can't help but think what it would feel like to have this masterpiece push into
your mouth, or better yet -- between your legs, into your hot, eager sex... Your pulse and your breathing quicken as you imagine it pressing against your labia, its girth spreading your nether lips apart as it slowly pushes its way between them and into you, rubbing against your engorged clit as it goes... You feel your body beginning to respond to the thoughts, your nipples harden, your pussy throbs in sync with the pulsating cock, getting wet in the process. You want that cock, crave it, need it... Slowly your hand slides down, slipping into your panties to caress your pussy.
A small voice in the back of your mind shouts warnings at you: something isn't right, this is not how you think, you don't even like cocks that much... You recognize the signs: you got caught by your own spell! It isn't a big problem though, a nuisance at worst; you can fight it, you know how -- all you have to do is calm your mind and concentrate on analyzing the effect and attacking its weaknesses... You take a deep breath and close your eyes, struggling to keep your lust under control and ignore the distracting sounds from the back seat, and soon the answer becomes clear: you fight raw emotion with pure logic. It cannot work, you tell yourself, the cock is too large; it will not fit in your vagina and will cause you pain if you try; intense searing pain...
You can feel it working, the craving is still there but it is no longer as overwhelming as before, you smile, knowing that you have defeated it, even if you had to resort to cheating in order to do it. Yes, you admit, you lied to yourself, you are a witch after all, and can easily solve such a simple problem as size disparity... Not that you need to concern yourself with it after having overcome the spell, but just to prove that you can -- a mental exercise, nothing more... You could enlarge and lengthen your vagina, moving the cervix out of reach, or even better: create an inter-dimensional pocket that would allow you to fit any cock inside you, regardless of its length. It would just continue sliding in, as deep as you want, for ever and ever...
You bite your lip at the thought. Luckily that cock is only fourteen inches long, or was it fifteen? For some reason the distinction seems important and you open your eyes to check. It looks more like fifteen. Fifteen long, stiff, juicy inches... although it is hard to be sure with the cop's head in the way.
That bitch! you think, how dares she monopolize that dick! That big, sweet dick... It was you who made it grow long and thick and hard and throbbing... And she just struts in and takes advantage of it, depriving you of the fruits of your hard work?! By all rights it should be you enjoying it, not some uniformed floozy!
The voice in your head tries to get your attention, telling you that it is the spell asserting itself again, but you dismiss it. It is mistaken, you are free of the spell, this is just a matter of principle, of justice, of having that wonderful cock which is rightfully yours! In fact, you should claim it now, and nothing -- not this cop, not even the whole police force of Riverside county -- can stop you!