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Magical Love: The Breeding Game - Remix

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A sci-fi erotica in which two lesbians want to breed; so one transforms into a sperm cell and enters the others’ vagina. Once the sperm cell is in, the remaining lesbian turns into an egg cell.

Chapter 1: Introduction

Three years ago, we arrived at the prestigious Tempest Coven in the thick of the Woodlands. The clearing where the coven resided was breathtaking, like a world you could lose yourself in. There was a warmth to one patch of sunlight. A delicate, feather-fingered touch that justified the coven's deep love for the place. You could easily doze off in that light. The stillness permeating the air resuscitated the weary, and extended a promise, or was it a summoning, for the passionate-hearted.

It was in this clearing, surrounded by a dense, tangled woodland, where I first met Zoe.

The woodlands whispered secrets untold, as I followed the faint glow of lights emerging from the shadows. Ferns stretched out from every angle, their feathered edges rustling softly as the wind stirred through the trees overhead. The canopy above opened up to the heavens, a duvet of stars so delicate, you could almost believe they might choose this very moment to release.

Ferns carpeted the dimness, fingers twitching just enough to remind you of the living presence that lay beneath.

I was mesmerized, stopping in my tracks to absorb the beauty of it, something so deep and pure I could almost taste the greenbraiding my tongue, cooling its way through my body. I found myself longing for more, the unrestrained peacefulness drawing me in, towards the source, towards Zoe.

Zoe stood just beyond the glow, her lean silhouette starkly contrasting with the green.

Her eyes locked with mine, drawing me forward. An irresistible thirst trickled through me, filling the silence between us. She took a step closer and I was transfixed, watching those lips purse and part.

"Welcome to Tempest Coven," Zoe murmured.

I smiled, enchanted already.

She led me deeper into the clearing, our laughter mixing with the woodland sounds. Here, we became one with the trees. We shared secrets and a mutual adoration for the splendors that the Woodlands held.

Some might argue that the wild blossomed just for us, growing more vibrant and exotic as we exchanged glances and teasing remarks.

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