Taking control of the situation you force yourself off.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't tell mom or dad!" you say and run back to Julia's room. You still feel the need to be filled, but you put it out of your head and pace around the room, thinking before the voice of the sorcerer appears in your mind.
"Well, Josh, enjoying your new experiences?" it says.
"No! What the hell did you do to my brain!? I've got urges like a nymphomaniac!"
"I simply multiplied your sister's sex-drive one hundred fold. I'm surprised you were able to pull yourself off earlier."
"Change me back, asshole!" you demand but the sorcerer laughs and you feel his presence disappear. The urges of your body have become too much to resist now.
"Damn him!" you think as you sit on Julia's bed and look around for something to fill your dripping cunt.
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