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You balanced your wand between your fingers, grinning at the unwrapped parcel on the counter. Throughout all your time handling packages at the magic college, you had yet to encounter such a questionable delivery. A brand new fleshlight, ordered from the human world and packaged very conspicuously, sat unpacked before you. You had tampered with curious packages before. With the right spells and a sly enough mind, you could get away with clipping almost any package.
Such a lewd toy, ordered by Elion, your next-door neighbor and a model student who had a penchant for pissing you off with his corrections and rebuttals. You were surprised such a man would order such a thing, too prude and prickly to ever involve himself with dirty activities. At least, that's what it seemed at first. Who knew you were such a pervert, Elion?
But what could you do with this sort of item? Turn it in to the headmaster and have him reprimanded for breaking rules? No, that'd be too boring. Leave a teasing note to blackmail him? No, that'd be too incriminating. Maybe...play a prank? What else would you do? Now, what kind of prank was the question. Give it teeth? Give it legs? You shook your head. How about making it so realistic and satisfying that whatever loser ordered it would be milked dry at first use? You liked that idea.
Now to find the spell for that... You skimmed through your notes. You didn't have much on giving life to inanimate objects. Perhaps a spell to make the fleshlight mimic the features of something would work? Were there any spells like that in your lessons? Getting lazier, you flipped to the page with the closest thing and glossed over the bullet points. You shrugged and pointed your wand at the toy. Close enough. With a wave and a chant, you created an image in your head and cast the spell, granting the fleshlight the same properties as a warm and live pussy.
You smiled to yourself as you repackaged the toy, imagining the reaction he'd have when his seemingly inanimate item suddenly pulsed on him. Elion, you pompous bastard, I hope you enjoy. After casting a spell to hide any evidence of opening, you placed it in the correct mailbox and continued to sort through the other packages.
Later that night, as you settled in for bed in your dorm room, you felt a prodding between your legs. You reached to feel around, but nothing was there. The feeling continued though, pushing more and more against your slit and sliding up and down. The presence remained even when you closed your legs. You were beginning to grow wet as the prodding grew more insistent and warm.
"Mmm...who's there?" you called out, pacing around your room. You were met with silence, steps faltering as the ghostly phallus poked its tip into your slit for a moment. It did it again, then again, every second, sliding in just slightly further by a millimeter each time. You plopped back on your bed, panting as the cock finally worked its tip in.
Once in, the cock picked up its pace, making deeper thrusts facilitated by your combined wetness. "Ah...ah~ ah..." You squeezed around it, feeling the shape of the cock imprinting on your walls. It was throbbing with need and although you couldn't sense any mass in you, its precum was seeping into you. Deeper and deeper it entered you, and at an impossibly high speed that had you whimpering and tossing in your bed. No matter how you moved, the invisible cock never faltered, expanding your core without care.
You pulled a pillow over your mouth to muffle your cries. The walls were thin, no way in hell were you going to let someone hear you like this! Especially not that stuck-up Elion from next door. You reached for your wand, unsure of what spell would even put this out. What could be causing this? The magic barriers prevented any malicious spirits from manifesting on campus. You didn't know of anyone who might've held enough of a grudge to curse you either. Even then, what kind of curse causes an invisible dick to fuck you into the bed?
The wand slipped from your hand as your moans grew and your legs shook weakly. In and out, in and out, fucking your hole so viciously as if you were a toy. Were you hallucinating, or was that the feeling of hips colliding with yours with each thrust? The invisible cock hit you at so many angles before you finally climaxed, to which it responded by continuing its merciless plowing.
You felt like you were being pulled furiously into a throbbing cock. It felt so vivid, so realistic, from the heat of the veins to the precum oozing out of its tip. Your pussy was so warm and tight, just begging for the ghostly cock to breed it. Your fluttery vibrations were not helping either, seeming to drag the defiant dick closer to climax. Every time your cunt pulsed on it, it twitched back with a renewed vigor to pump more.
With one deep and final thrust, your clit met a surface. Your poor pussy spasmed around it like it was weeping, milking a hot burst of cum from seemingly out of nowhere. After the mysterious dick finished emptying inside you, it pulled out slowly dragging its cum along your desperate walls. You were left panting and sweaty on your bed, hot semen streaming out of your spent pussy.