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Story codes: ggb Mg ped 1st s&m fantasy magic

This describes sexual acts between children and a god, which only end happily with the help of mind control (not explicitly stated).  I do not advocate attempting any of these acts.  However, I do advocate writing down any fantasies you may have of doing such acts and publishing them in appropriate places.

Celia And The Antlered One
by Eternal Night

It started with a question that Sabrina asked her Mom.  She wanted to know why girls had to use separate bath rooms and dressing rooms than boys.  Her mother's answer that it was so girls and boys didn't get scared by each other didn't convince either of us.  We'd both seen boys naked, and it certainly wasn't that scary for us or the boys.  My mother just told me that I was too young to be told.

We played with a deck of tarot cards and a book explaining them, and eventually got a consistent message that without an explanation, our next step should be to give ourselves completely to whatever it was.  Sabrina suggested our next step "We saw Erinn's penis, but all we did was look.  Why don't we see if things can go further?"

Soon, Sabrina, Erinn, and I were in Sabrina's room, since she had the most permissive parents, and the most siblings to distract said parents.  We closed the door and undressed.  We saw Erinn's penis again and he saw are vagina's as well.  Then Erinn asked "So how do we take it further than last time?"

Sabrina suggested "We were hoping you could tell us.  There must be a reason why boys and girls are supposed to use bath rooms and dressing rooms.  Whatever people don't want to happen, we want it to happen to us."

He asked "Then won't it happen to me too?"

I answered "I guess so.  Maybe we should have asked permission first."

He told us "I guess there must be a reason.  If you're OK with finding out the hard way, I guess I am too."

We sat in silence for a few moments, and when nothing continued to happen, Erinn suggested wrastling.  We played together on Sabrina's bed and tickled each other, touching body parts that would normally be covered by clothing.  Then Sabrina and I pined Erinn down on the bed.  I had one leg over his and my vagina pressed against his hip.  It felt good to rub against him.  Sabrina held him down on his other side.

Erinn asked "Do girls ever play with their vaginas?

Sabrina answered "Yes.  I guess boys play with their dicks too.  I caught Jason doing it."

Things were quiet for a minute before I suggested "What would happen if we played with each other's privates?

What happened was we had a good time.  Erinn's penis got hard and our vagina's got messy, and both felt good.  Erinn learned about our little sensitive buttons hidden near the tops of our vaginas, and liked the way he could make us feel good by massaging the skin near them.  We decided to call them peens.  Erinn had always been a nice boy, but we found he was nicer then.  Finally Sabrina's mom opened the door and told us "It's about supper time.  You three wash up and get your clothes on and you can join us.  I won't tell anyone what you're doing."

When Sabrina's mom closed the door, Erinn told us "I think we need to go further.  Do you have any ideas?."

Sabrina suggested "Look for someone in the woods who'll do it."  The woods around our town were fenced off because there were all kinds of things out there.  Even the roads out of town were gated.  Sabrina was the only one of us who'd been in the woods, and she'd gone with her mother.

I asked "Are you sure that's a good idea, Sabrina?"

Sabrina answered "Yes, I think that's a good idea.  You can go looking for something in the woods and generally find it.  What we have to do is look for a naked person of the opposite gender and offer ourselves to him.  Her if you're Erinn."

Erinn suggested "So we swear a blood oath that each of us go into the wood and give ourselves to someone?"

Sabrina asked "What do you think Celia?"

I thought for a moment and decided "Skin oath.  We get as much of our skin touching each other as we can and each of us swears."

We got ourselves into a three way hug.  Erinn and Sabrina's skin felt nice against mine.  I announced "I swear to look for a naked man in the woods and offer myself to him completely to find the truth."

Sabrina took the same oath, and Erinn swore to find a naked woman.  Then we cleaned up and dressed.  After a couple calls to home, we had permission to eat with Sabrina's family.

The forest was fenced or walled off all around the town, but it didn't hold up well.  There were things in the forest that would eat or tear up anything.  Some houses had back yards that bordered on it, and there were a few streets that dead ended at the edge of the woods.  The next day, I started looking for places where I could get into the woods.  When I reached the first dead end, the wall had collapsed.  It was like I was meant to go into the woods.

I stopped at the collapsed section of the wall and looked into the woods.  I couldn't see very far because of the trees, but the ground was green as far as I could see.  I was pretty sure that even if Sabrina was right that I'd find what I was looking for, it wouldn't be what I expected.  I thought of Erinn and his gentle fingers on my vagina, and hope for more of the same drew me across the wall.

I thought about a naked man and strode out into the wood.  Soon I was out of sight of the town wall and wasn't sure I could find my way back.  I wondered if I could do it just by looking for the town.  I decided that it would probably work.  Then I reminded myself that I had a mission and I'd sworn a skin oath on it.  I continued into the wood looking for a naked man.

I emerged into a clearing and saw him.  He was big.  I was nine years old, but my face was level with his dick, which had balls hanging from beneath it, and crinkly black hairs around it.  I looked up along his flat belly and muscled chest and face framed in flowing black hair.  There were huge antlers set in his forehead.  He stood still in the center of the clearing.

I thought about how to say it.  I looked up from his penis and into his eyes and told him "I have to know why boys and girls have to have separate bath rooms and dressing rooms.  That's why I'm offering myself to you.  Whatever it is they're afraid of, I want you to make it happen to me, and go all the way."

He stood still as I told him, and for a moment afterward.  Then he suddenly came to life and grabbed me by my shoulders.  He ripped my shirt apart and then tore my shorts and panties off.  Finally he picked me up and plucked off my shoes and socks.  I felt like a pea that had been popped out of its pod and was now soft and vulnerable.  He put me down and knelt to look me in the eye, but kept a firm hold of me by my hips,

After a time I got less scared and more thrilled with being completely naked.  My vagina started to get wet.  When I realized he wasn't going to do anything for a long time, I told him "I know it's not just about seeing me naked.  I still want you to go all the way."

He picked me up by my hips and when he pulled me down, my pleasant excitement turned to pain.  His penis was in the way, and was forced into my vagina as he pulled me down.  It hurt the way he stretched me till he reached my some obstruction.  Then it tore even more painfully and he forced his penis even deeper into me.  My description is excessively long, since he shoved his penis all the way inside me in just a second.

He started thrusting in and out of me, rubbing my injury painfully with each stroke.  He kept going and going, and it hurt even more as he did.  Then he started pumping faster and hurting me even more.  Then he roared and started peeing inside of me in little squirts.  I was crying through the thrusting, but the pee got me begging "Please stop.  It hurts!"

A moment later, he pulled me off of his penis and turned me around.  He held me from behind and started singing.  I couldn't understand the words, but it was beautiful.  A moment later, a white unicorn with a glowing golden horn stepped into the clearing.  The light from the horn felt like sun light on my skin.  The man set me down and I found myself spreading my arms to absorb its light.

The unicorn lowered his head so that I was looking right down the horn to where it was just a circle in one of my eyes.  Then the circle grew a little in my eyes and my vision whited out as the warmth from the horn filled my eye.  Then I found I couldn't move to avoid it when it poked my other eye.  Then it scratched my nose, filling it with warmth and a vaguely sweet smell.  It thrust its horn between my lips and stabbed my tongue, giving me a sweet taste as well.  My head turned to present one of my ears without my willing it, and warmth filled my ear too, along with the song the man was singing, though I no longer heard his voice with it.  My other ear soon followed.

Then it started cutting my skin.  The magical warmth of the horn stayed in the cuts, so they felt good almost as much as they hurt, but I couldn't see nor properly hear, and I my body did whatever the unicorn wanted.  It was scary even before I realized that I'd probably never see or hear again.  It scratched mirroring signs on my cheeks, and then marked along my neck to my shoulders.  My right arm went straight up, and it cut me starting from my wrist, and going all the way down my arm, cutting more deeply in my arm pit, and then down the side of my body, getting deeper again where it joined my thigh, and continuing all the way down to my ankle.  Then I turned and raised my left arm for the same treatment.  It stabbed one of my nipples, and then scratched accross my chest to stab my other one.  It then scratched a line from the nipple down to my belly button.  Then it went back to my first nipple and connected that to my belly button, which it stabbed so deeply that its horn filled my entire navel.  It then made a number of deep scratches over my sensitive belly.  I turned around for it to scratch from my shoulder blades to my buttocks and then down my thighs to the backs of my knees.

Then I turned forward again knelt for the man to pick me up by my butt.  I leaned back in his arms and spread my legs.  The unicorn made a cut from the inside of one of my thighs to the inside of the other.  Then it made another like it just above it.  It cut a circle around my vagina, and then stuck its horn inside my vagina and tore at the area that had been torn by the man's penis.  Then it stuck its horn deeper in and cut a circle on some sensitive spot near the end.  Then it somehow made several cuts along the length of my vagina before pulling out.

For a moment I thought it was over, but then I found my peen swelling to its largest and most sensitive form, and knew it was next.  I was gasping with nervousness and arousal, and I screamed when it was skewered by the unicorn's horn, both with pleasure and pain.  I felt like my peen was stretched to a thin circle while the sharp horn entered the depths of my being and stayed there for an eternity.

Then the unicorn withdrew its horn and all the pain was gone.  I felt perfectly relaxed.  I blinked and was able to see the unicorn clearly, and I was also able to hear the man's voice.  I realized that my bladder had let go and I was urinating onto the grass between me and the unicorn.  The unicorn's horn had turned a rosy color and didn't radiate as much warmth as it had before.  I immediately realized that was because it had poured its warmth into me.

The man stood me on the ground again, and I could feel the grass beneath my bare feet more clearly than I'd ever felt it before.  I noticed that the leaves in the background were crystal clear.  (Things that were far away had always looked a bit fuzzy before.)  There was a tuft of grass as tall as I was a few feet from me, and the unicorn's head was visible above it.  We stood there, and I started to realize that the unicorn had done more then just heal me.  I was going to heal much faster for a very long time, and I'd be able to keep running for much longer than I'd used to.  I wasn't any stronger, but I'd get that way faster with exercise.  Finally it occurred to me to tell it "Thank you," and it turned and ran into the wood.

The man turned me around by my shoulders and then lifted me by my hips again.  I screamed as he impaled me on his penis, but it was in expectation.  His penis was big and stretched me enough to hurt quite a bit, but it wasn't anything I couldn't deal with.  Also, my peen was much more sensitive, and it felt good as it rubbed against his penis and better when pressed against his pubic hair.  He wriggled against me to make it even better, and on impulse I put my arms and legs around him.  Soon I felt a moment of anticipation, and then I was squeezing his penis with my vagina and feeling wonderful while the man roared again and peed inside me with those little squirts again.  He kept going till it happened again, and then again.  By that time I could hardly remember how gross it had seemed the first time.  I liked his penis inside me and not just a little bit.

I cried out as he plucked me off of his penis and set me on the ground again.  I was far from ready to quit.  The man stood up and took my head in his hands to guide me to open my mouth wide.  Then I realized that he was guiding my mouth toward the tip of his slimy penis.  I struggled for a moment, but his grip was iron.  Then I remembered that I'd asked for the worst and hardened myself to accept it.

His penis tasted salty as he stuck it in my mouth.  I endured his moving his penis in and out of my mouth for a moment before I caught on that he was using my mouth to play with himself.  I thought of refusing to do something so gross as much as he'd let me, but I gave in and started moving with him and rubbing it with my tongue.  He made a deep sound of appreciation and his grip softened to guide me instead of force me.  After a time, he moved me faster and pushed further into my mouth and I was scared because I knew what that meant in my vagina.  Sure enough, he pushed even deeper into my mouth and started peeing in little squirts again.  It tasted salty and smelled rather different from any pee I'd known of.  My mouth was so full that I had to either swallow or drool.  I swallowed.

He didn't attempt a second time in my mouth, but instead pulled out and turned me around again.  I felt his hand on my vagina and he had it messy and feeling good in no time.  Then he started moving his hand away for a moment and then back to my vagina again.  Finally, he moved his hand from my vagina to between my buttocks and actually got a finger into my anus.  Then he pulled my buttocks apart and forced his penis in.  It didn't hurt as bad as the first time he'd entered my vagina, but it hurt a lot, stretching my anus wider than it had ever been.  He managed to play with my vagina a bit with his fingers as he held on to me and pumped his penis in and out of my anus, and unlike the first time in my vagina, the pain lessened.  Then he started thrusting faster and then roared.  I suspected that he was peeing in my anus, but I couldn't feel him clearly enough to tell.

Then he pulled his penis out of me and turned me around again.  he lifted me by my hips and sat me on a tree branch that was quite a ways off the ground.  He spread my thighs wide with his hands and planted his lips on my vagina.  His tongue found my sensitive places and brought me to a climax several times.  When he finally released me, I actually felt like I needed a rest from it.

As I'd hoped, he was finished playing with genitals, but he wasn't done with me.  When he pulled me off the tree branch, he took me in his arms and carried me into the woods.  At one point he stopped and I heard water striking the ground and by the smell, I knew he was peeing lots of normal pee.  I wondered if it was safer to drink the little squirts than normal pee.  A moment later, he was done and he strode further into the woods with me.

Soon I heard falling water and the man strode into  a pool, and then into the waterfall.  The water was cool enough to be refreshing, but it didn't come close to chilling me.  (Or maybe the unicorn's gift let me handle cold better.)  The man bathed every inch of me in the water, and then put me down to bathe himself.  The water came up to my neck when I stood on the bottom.  After he cleaned his penis, he held it out right to my face.  I could smell that it was clean, and I kissed it to tell him so.

When he was done bathing himself, his penis grew big and hard again and he put it in my mouth again under the waterfall.  This time he peed into my mouth twice, and it didn't feel as gross as before.  Then he picked me up and carried me to some wet sand at the edge of the water and lay me down.  Then he lay on top of me and put his penis in my vagina again.  By the time he took it out, I was sore, but in heaven.

He pulled me up and led me through the waterfall again, where I saw he took a long drink.  I did the same.  Then he led me by the hand through the forest plucking a number of berries and a few fruit, feeding some to me, and eating some himself.  They all tasted different, but each one was wonderful.  Then he found a sunlit grassy clearing where he explored me with his hands to find every place I was ticklish and made me laugh and laugh.  Then he lay on his back and his penis got hard and I mounted him without his guidance.  I had a little trouble finding the right angle to get his penis in, but he helped me.  I wriggled against him, with him sometimes peeing in me, till I was sweating and exhausted, and then he rolled us over and he did the work for a while.

His favorite place for his penis was inside my vagina.  I liked it there too.  He sometimes put it in my mouth, and a couple times in my anus.  He sometimes used his mouth on my vagina, and all over my body as well.  He liked to touch me in other ways like massaging or tickling me.  Sometimes he carried me, and sometimes he led me by my hand.  He always kept me close to him.  I ate the fruits and berries he found for me.  A couple times he had me drink milk from an animal.  The first was a goat and the next was something else.  We relieved ourselves at the root of any tree we wanted, and never came back to the same place.  When it rained, he took me out into the open and played with me there.  When it grew dark, he lay down and held me in his arms till I fell asleep.  I strangely enjoyed being his to do with as he pleased.

It was after my third night with him that he carried me to the same clearing in which he'd met me.  There, he inserted his penis into my vagina again and coupled with me for the longest time ever.  He didn't stop till I told him that I had to pee.  By that time I had to go pretty bad.  But instead of just putting me down, he pulled me up his body and knelt so that I was still in his arms when my feet touched the ground.  He squeezed me a moment and spoke his first words in my language "Thank you."  Then he stood up and walked away, losing himself in the trees almost immediately.

I knew it was over then, and was so dismayed that it took me a moment for me to notice that my bladder was burning.  I squatted and relieved myself for a long time, noticing that the grasses were well above my head when sitting down.  When I stood up, the grass came up to my shoulders.  I knew it hadn't been more then knee deep the first time I'd come here.  I noticed that in the exact place we'd first met, the grasses were even taller.  I wondered what had happened to make everything grow so much here.  Was it the unicorn, or had the antlered man done it?

Then it occurred to me that I was just a girl in a wood in which fire breathing dragons and flesh eating witches among the more mundane and benign inhabitants.  Also, I was completely naked.  I swam through the grass to the place we first met, though I knew my clothes would be gone.  My search yielded a single blue thread to indicate that I was looking in the right place.  I decided that going back to town naked was better than staying in the woods and began to retrace my steps.

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