Power of Creation

“Ah, Pun, Parthios, and Nymphriel, this is absolutely incredible!” the princess is moaning while tightly squeezing on her naked breasts.

Your eyes furrow looking at her. It is a bit odd, but it seems like calling out the names of the gods of this world during sex is somewhat commonplace. You furrow your brow at the thought of hearing their names as she writhes in sexual bliss.

“Ah, Ah, yes, ah… hero… oh, gods, hero! I’m cumming, by Pun! It’s coming out! I can’t stop, it’s cummmmming!” the princess is breaking down on the ground, looking quite lewd.

She is on her knees, unable to stand up from the intense sexual pleasure being delivered to her. You give another frown as her body bobs up and down, her hands rubbing all over her skin. Finally, she cums, liquid leaking out to ground below.

“Ah, Ah, Ah, gods, by Parthios, hero… oh, my gods, hero!” Her pussy continues convulsing, and a few last drops of liquid fall out of her as she makes one last convulsion before collapsing to the floor.

You let out an annoyed sigh. You are, of course, nowhere near her. You took a single step towards her, thinking that you wanted to give her the best orgasm of her life. Then, the familiar glow occurs, a spell is assembled, and it strikes the princess, providing her with the best orgasm ever. The problem is that orgasm didn’t involve your input at all.

Magic has stimulated her pussy and brain, racking her with extreme sexual pleasure, while you are metaphorically left standing with your dick in your hand. Admittedly, it is pretty hot. She is still writhing on the ground in the throes of orgasm, her soft skin being dirtied by the forest floor while she makes very sexy moans. You are incredibly hard, and all t inches are pushing your pants to the point that they can’t contain your mass.

When her moaning finally starts to settle down, you give a sigh and take a step up to her. “Are you good now?”

“Th-that…” You wince as she stands up, pointing an accusing finger at you.

What you have done is something you probably never could have done in the real world, not just from a magical viewpoint. You aren’t the type of man to sexually assault young women, although you don’t know if using magic is called sexual assault.

However, you did know that if you hadn’t accidentally misused your creation magic, you’d have done more to her whether she wanted it or not.

Part of it might have been because you are still wound up from all those translations you had been reading. The men in those situations took whoever they wanted whenever they wanted it. Why can’t you do the same? However, now that you did it, you feel a little bad, and as the girl is struggling to talk while pointing at you, you are ready to face her accusations and wrath.

“I’m so-” You start to apologize.

“Th-that was great!”

“Huh?” You make a dumb noise, completely caught off guard by her sudden approval.

“That made me feel so good!” The princess cries out, “I’ve never felt so wonderful before. My parents always keep me so sheltered, so I never get to experience anything. If you can make me experience more, I swear to Pun I’ll forever be yours!”

At first, you don’t know what to say, but a sexy, naked princess is looking up at you with pleading eyes, her body still sweating and her breath still rugged from experiencing an orgasm. The effect is more than you can bear, but first…

“If you stop moaning those god’s names, I’ll show you everything you want.” You comprise, unable to handle anymore H scenes with your girl calling out to Pun.

The princess looks confused, but she still nods.

“Deal!”

“Then, shall we get more comfortable?” You suggest.

She nods excitedly, her sexy curls bouncing and her eyelashes fluttering as a smile forms on her face.

Alright, so the creation magic will allow you to create any spell you want if you but think of it. It appears to have no limits so far. You put your hands out towards an empty space, trying to visualize your wants in detail.

A second later, the familiar white light appears, and as if from nowhere, a small house shimmers into existence. It is exactly like you imagined. It is literally your dream cottage, the ideal house in the woods if you ever had the money to afford one. It is almost like all of your dreams are just coming true. Now it is time to educate this sixteen-year-old princess on everything you knew.