No one but Bitty heard Jennifer watching enthralled nearby. A voice not her own emerged. “It is done."
Seven ...
DANIEL, AMY, JASMINE, Amber, and Bitty all lay back in the large bed in the master bedroom. The ritual had ended only an hour before, and they were exhausted and still naked. Jennifer had congratulated them and then said she would go check on Gwydion. The girls told Daniel everything that had occurred over the past day and a bit. Daniel was deeply embarrassed and apologised profusely. He was furious with Gwydion, but the girls explained that this was merely what Grace had warned them about.
"I get that, but, seriously, weren't we supposed to be preparing for our tests? Who's gonna do that now?" complained Daniel.
No one had an answer.
Daniel held Amy's hand. “And you're the heart now?"
Amy nodded.
Daniel glanced at Amber and saw her embarrassment. He focused on Amy.
“And what does that mean? For us?"
Amy grinned, and so did Jasmine. They clasped hands. Amy reached out and grabbed Amber's hand. “It means we have a complete circle now.
We should be able to do whatever we want to now. When it fully formed, it was like, wow! So powerful! I felt we could do anything!
It's still there, just hovering under the surface. Can you feel it?"
Jasmine nodded enthusiastically. “Oh, my Gods, yes, I sure can! We should practise. With the pocket pussy and pussy balls. Get used to it. You know. We can do this!"
Daniel looked slyly at Jasmine. "Practice. Spells and stuff."
Jasmine grinned. "Yeah. Of course. And you know, get used to being pleasured all the time."
Daniel snorted. "You know I can sense where the balls are. I'm connected to them."
Jasmine's face went a little red. "Like all the time?"
“Uh-huh. "
Amy laughed out loud. "Jasmine, do you have one inside you now?"
In response, she yelped and then squeezed her legs together. "Daniel!"
Amber was lying on her side, holding her head up with an elbow and hand. She was still holding Amy's hand and rubbing her palm with a thumb. She already seemed less bitchy to Daniel. He looked over at her and saw she didn't flinch or look away. To him, it was a vast improvement.
Bitty was lying on her back, pressed between Jasmine and Amber. She was asleep and snoring gently. Amber stroked her bald head for a moment, and Bitty rolled closer to her and threw an arm over Amber's side. She buried her face in her cleavage. Bitty had a thing for boobs.
"I think," said Amber slowly, looking amused down at the gnome. "That tomorrow we stick together. If someone needs to go somewhere, we all go. Safety in numbers and all that."
Amy nodded. "I agree. Jasmine?"