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Therapy: Three Witches and a Shrink	By : Shaellin Category: +S through Z > Winx Club Views: 7187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dr. Shreever accompanied Stormy as the guards led her back to the portal to the virtual meadow. Stormy rubbed her temples like she had a headache.
"I don't know about all this controlling my temper stuff Doc. It's really hard to do."
Dr. Shreever placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I warned you it wouldn't be easy, but it's doable. You made good progress in our session today."
Stormy looked up at him.
"I guess, but it would be a lot easier if you'd quit trying to make me so mad."
Dr. Shreever chuckled.
"If I made it easy on you then you wouldn't gain anything from it. These exercises are designed to provoke your anger so that you must work to control it. Trust me, it does get easier as you begin to build up some self-control. Then we'll move on to more difficult exercises."
Stormy glared at him.
"Oh, come on!"
Dr. Shreever held up his hands defensively.
"I'm sorry, but it's necessary. As with any form of strength training, whether building up your muscles or your magic, or in this case your self-control, you need to keep pushing your limits in order to get stronger. But I know you can do this. You have the power within you. I can already see it starting to grow within you."
Stormy settled into a grumpy glower and went back to massaging her temples.
"Well all I can say is it better be worth it. Those exercises of yours are giving me a headache."
Dr. Shreever smiled understandingly.
"I'll see to it that the guards bring you some aspirin."
The two guards kept glancing at each other in amazement the entire time. In the three plus weeks they had been escorting the three witches to and from their sessions they had seen Stormy lose her temper countless times. To see her even trying to learn to control her temper seemed nothing short of miraculous.
When they arrived at the portal Dr. Shreever and Stormy went in together, leaving the guards standing watch outside. Icy and Darcy weren't anywhere in the immediate vicinity so Stormy and Dr. Shreever followed the main path past the lone tree where Stormy had performed her skit and on up a small rise. On the other side the path descended once more to pass between a field of flowers on the left and the lake on the right. Ahead the main path veered right to follow the lake shore while a smaller path branched off to disappear into a copse of trees ahead where the bathing pool lay hidden. Off to the left they spotted Icy and Darcy sitting on the edge of the field beneath the tree Stormy had fallen out of the day before. Darcy had her hands behind her head, leaning back against the tree while Icy sat nearby rearranging fallen chestnuts. Icy looked up and waved as Stormy and Dr. Shreever descended the rise and headed toward them.
"Hey Darcy, get up. They're back."
Darcy opened her eyes and sat up.
"She brought the Doc back with her? That's convenient."
Icy grinned at her.
"Guess he just can't get enough of us. Come on. Let's go greet them."
They got up and strolled over to the main path, passing through a trio of holographic girls picking flowers to make daisy chains along the way. If one watched closely it was interesting to note that the girls completely ignored real flowers to pick holographic ones which only appeared as their hands closed around the stems.
Icy and Darcy met Stormy and Dr. Shreever at about the point where the main path began curving around the lake. Icy stopped and placed her hand on her hip with a grin.
"Hey there Doc. You're a bit early. Dinner won't be here for at least half an hour."
Dr. Shreever half-turned to leave.
"Well, if you don't want me here I can always come back later."
Darcy sauntered over to him and ran her finger seductively underneath his chin.
"Nah. Stick around. I'm sure we can find some way to keep you entertained daddy."
Stormy blinked at Darcy.
"'Daddy'? What's that all about?"
Icy laid a hand on Stormy's shoulder.
"We'll fill you in later. How was your session?"
Stormy rubbed at her forehead.
"Exhausting. If you guys don't mind I think I'd like to take a nap before dinner gets here."
Icy and Darcy exchanged puzzled glances while Dr. Shreever placed an understanding hand on Stormy's arm.
"Of course. We'll find someplace where we can talk without disturbing you."
Stormy waved at the others as she turned to wander off.
"Thanks. Later guys."
Stormy headed off the way Icy and Darcy had just come from. Icy noted with irony that this would take her back to the same tree she fell out of the day before. Either she didn't make the connection or she was uncharacteristicly not holding a grudge against the tree. Icy turned to look suspiciously at Dr. Shreever.
"So just what did you two get up to that's got Stormy so worn out?"
Dr. Shreever laid his finger alongside his nose and winked at her.
"Sorry. Doctor-patient confidentiality. You'll have to ask Stormy if you really want to know."
Icy closed her eyes and turned her head aside.
"Forget it. I don't think I even want to know."
Darcy latched onto Dr. Shreever's left arm.
"Come on. Let's go find someplace private where we can talk."
Icy opened her eyes and latched onto Dr. Shreever's right arm with a grin.
"If we're looking for someplace private there's only one place around here that fits the bill."
Dr. Shreever looked at the two girls on his arms one after the other with a big amused grin.
"Lead the way girls. I'm all yours."
The girls grinned at him darkly as they led him down the path around the lake.
"This way," Icy urged as she steered him onto the smaller side path leading into the nearby copse of trees.
"Come with us," Darcy coaxed as they led him in among the trees.
Moments later they stood beside the shallow pond where the three young witches bathed each day. The lengthening shadows of the surrounding trees lent the clearing a premature air of twilight. With the surrounding screen of trees and bushes providing an effective barrier in all directions it felt as though they might be the only three people in the world. Dr. Shreever raised an eyebrow suspiciously as the two girls let go of his arms and moved to stand side-by-side before him.
"What are you girls up to now?"
Darcy faked a quite passable innocent smile as she placed her hand on her breast, lowered her head and gazed up at him with her gorgeous golden eyes.
"Who, us? Why, we're not up to anything at all."
Icy half-lidded her ice-blue eyes as she leaned toward her sister witch and gave Dr. Shreever a teasing grin.
"We just thought after a hard day of shrinking people's heads a nice relaxing bath might be just what you needed to help you unwind before dinner."
Dr. Shreever gave them an amused and knowing grin.
"Ah, I see. Well I do appreciate the kind and thoughtful gesture, but I'm afraid I don't really care for bathing in cold water."
Icy gave him a half-disappointed, half-pleading look.
"Aw, really? We find cold baths to be rather invigorating."
Under her breath Darcy muttered, "Like we've got a choice." She placed a hand on Icy's shoulder and leaned up against her side with a seductive gaze at Dr. Shreever.
"You know, I'll bet that water would warm up pretty quick if we all went in together."
Icy glanced sidelong at Darcy with a playful grin.
"Sounds like a fine idea."
Dr. Shreever kept grinning and shook his head as their advances grew bolder.
"Actually, I have a faster way of warming it up."
His expression turned serious as he held out his hands about a foot apart, palms facing each other, and focussed intently on the empty space between them. He began to chant as his hands hovered in circles about the empty space, which rapidly began filling in with an orb of glowing red energy. When the orb reached a size of about six inches across he moved both hands behind it and thrust them forward. Icy and Darcy jumped to either side to get out of the way as the orb came directly at them. It passed between them and moved out over the pond. When it reached the approximate center, Dr. Shreever held his hands out to either side again and the orb stopped. Then he moved both hands close together, palms down, and made a motion like he was pushing something down. The orb responded by plunging into the pond. There was a hissing, sizzling sound as the orb hit the surface of the water and submerged. The water at the center of the pond roiled and frothed for several seconds. When it calmed down the entire surface of the pond began steaming gently like a hot bath. Dr. Shreever grinned at the two young witches once more.
"There we are. Much better. That spell will keep the water nicely heated for about half an hour."
Icy whistled appreciatively.
"Not bad. And here I thought you only did pumpkin magic."
Darcy gave Icy's arm a back-handed swat.
"Hello? He pinned Stormy to a wall yesterday? It's not like all his magic is tied up in that one spell."
Dr. Shreever chuckled as Icy glared at Darcy.
"It's quite understandable really. Specialists in a particular discipline of magic sometimes forget that not every spellcaster specializes."
Icy turned back to Dr. Shreever with a smirk.
"Well now you've gone and eliminated your only excuse. So how about that dip now Doc?"
Dr. Shreever did an almost convincing job of looking surprised.
"Oh my! Well, so I have. But it would hardly be fair of me to take the first turn. It is your pool after all. Why don't the two of you go ahead and use it first and I'll wait and use it later?"
Darcy exchanged a mischeivous grin with Icy.
"Who said anything about taking turns? This pool is plenty big for all three of us. Let's all enjoy it together."
Icy grinned back at Darcy and turned back to Dr. Shreever again.
"If you wait for us to finish we might use up the entire half hour ourselves. Then the water would be cold again and it would be time for dinner and you would have missed out on your chance for a nice hot bath."
Darcy put her arm around Icy's shoulders.
"Besides, we still have things to talk about, and nothing promotes good conversation like a nice relaxing soak in a coed hot spring."
Dr. Shreever shook his head as he grinned back at the pair.
"Somehow I doubt I'm going to be doing very much relaxing in there, but it seems you ladies have me trapped. Very well then. I shall play along with your devious games."
Icy stepped closer and ran her hand along Dr. Shreever's cheek.
"That's the spirit Thaddeus. Things always go so much better when you cooperate with the inevitable."
She ran her hand down his throat to the collar of his robe.
"Now why don't we get you out of those stuffy robes and into something a little more comfortable?"
As Darcy moved in to join her, Dr. Shreever disengaged the hand Icy already had on him.
"Thank you just the same, but I think I can manage that on my own. Obscurus!"
As he spoke the last word he waved his hand before their eyes. Darcy looked stunned. Icy backed off a step and held her hands out in front of her eyes.
"What the hell is this? I can't see! Everything's all blurry!"
Dr. Shreever smirked as he began to disrobe.
"You have your sister Darcy to blame for reminding me of that spell, and your own prying eyes for causing the subject to be brought up. Don't worry. I'll undo the spell just as soon as I am safely settled into your 'coed hot spring'."
He finished disrobing while Icy and Darcy crossed their arms and scowled in his general direction, then casually waded into the pool and crossed to the other side where he turned and sat down in water that came up to his chest. Then he waved his hand at the girls and said "Claritus." Darcy spoke up as she continued to scowl at him.
"That was pretty low. You could have just asked us to turn our backs for a bit."
Dr. Shreever shrugged and spread his hands.
"Ah, but then you both would have peeked and my honor would have been tarnished."
Icy turned her head aside and closed her eyes.
"Hah! As if! Talk about vain."
Dr. Shreever grinned mirthfully as Icy unwittingly revealed something he already suspected.
"Well then I guess that would make it your turn girls. Shall I close my eyes for you while you both undress?"
Darcy grinned as she draped her arm across Icy's shoulders.
"What, and miss the show? Where'd be the sense in that?"
Icy echoed Darcy's grin as she slipped her arm around Darcy's waist.
"Besides, you're the one who would peek, so why bother trying to hide it?"
Dr. Shreever placed a hand on his chest with an affronted look.
"Why I do believe my honor has just been besmirched! Were you a man, Icy, I would be forced to challenge you to a duel."
Icy placed her free hand on her hip and struck a challenging stance.
"Don't let that stop you Doc. I'll be glad to take you on!"
Darcy bumped her hip against Icy's to bring her mind back to the task at hand.
"Maybe we can both take you on. After all, you do have an unfair advantage over us, seeing as you're the only one of us who's ..."
She glanced down suggestively at the rippling waters below his chest.
"... armed."
Dr. Shreever laughed out loud at Darcy's outrageous double entendre.
"Tut tut my dear. Never would I be so uncouth as to engage an opponent in an unequal duel, although I am told that my rapier wit can be quite disarming."
Icy pursed her lips in a disappointed pout.
"Aw. Only a rapier? I was kind of hoping you sword would be a little bit bigger."
Dr. Shreever clutched at his chest and tilted his head back dramaticly.
"Ah! Touché Icy! Your words have wounded me."
Icy rolled her eyes.
"What a ham."
Darcy leaned her face in close to Icy's with a playful gleam in her eyes.
"What do you say we show him how to put on a real performance?"
Icy met Darcy's gaze with a playful smirk of her own.
"Yes, let's."
The two girls turned to face Dr. Shreever again. Darcy raised both arms high over her head, allowing her sleeves to slide downward and pool around her upper arms, baring her forearms and elbows. Icy stepped up behind her and brought both hands around to rest on the front of Darcy's shoulders. Slowly she drew her hands downward, gliding them down Darcy's chest until they cupped her breasts. Darcy gave an appreciative moan as Icy gave her breasts a gentle squeeze. All the while Icy kept her eyes fixed on Dr. Shreever over Darcy's shoulder, gaging his reactions to their little performance, even though it was Darcy's reactions she was most interested in.
Icy slid her hands lower, down Darcy's belly and then around her hips. As she did so, Darcy lowered her arms to place her hands upon Icy's. She turned her head to the side and opened her mouth as if begging to be kissed, allowing the tip of her tongue to peek out. Icy leaned her head over Darcy's shoulder and mimicked her open-mouthed expression, bringing her mouth to within an inch of Darcy's as though they were just about to engage in a passionate kiss. Their tongues darted toward each other but never quite touched. Then Icy withdrew her head with an expression that promised much more to come and slid her hands around Darcy's waist to untie the cord that cinched Darcy's robe tight.
Once the cord was loose, Icy held it in place by wrapping her right arm around Darcy's waist. With her left hand she slowly drew the cord through the fingers of her right hand, causing the cord to snake around Darcy's waist until it finally came free. She then dropped the cord and stroked her hands down Darcy's hips and thighs. She ran her hands down Darcy's shins, then switched her hands to the back and began sliding them up her calves, drawing the hem of her robe up with her. At the knees she moved her hands back around to the sides, continuing to draw the hem of Darcy's robe up as she slid her hands sensuously up Darcy's thighs.
By the time Icy's hands reached Darcy's hips she had gathered up enough of the robe to leave Darcy's legs bare from ankle to thigh. Catching Dr. Shreever's eye with a wicked grin, Icy slid her hands around to the front and began caressing Darcy's belly underneath her robe. Darcy had long since closed her eyes and begun undulating eroticly under Icy's ministrations, punctuated with occassional sighs and moans. When Icy plunged her hands into the valley between her thighs, Darcy threw back her head with a particularly loud moan. She tilted her head to the side so she could whisper to Icy.
"Knock it off Icy. You're supposed to be putting on a show, not turning me on."
As Darcy raised her head to gaze at Dr. Shreever provocatively, Icy stuck her face right up next to Darcy's ear and whispered back to her.
"I think turning you on makes for quite a show, and judging by the way Shreever's eyes are glued to you, so does he."
Darcy turned her head to gaze seductively into Icy's eyes.
"You'll pay for this when it's my turn to strip you."
Icy licked the tip of Darcy's nose and grinned.
"I can hardly wait."
Darcy's eyes lit up with mischief. So Icy wanted to play? Two could play that game, and Darcy had no doubt which of them would prove to be the more experienced player.
Icy's hands resumed their northward journey, gliding eroticly over Darcy's belly and waist, gathering up more of Darcy's robes as they went, until at last they reached Darcy's breasts. Darcy was now completely exposed from the waist down, revealing the patch of brown fur which had been growing unchecked between her legs for the past three weeks. Icy cupped Darcy's breasts and gently squeezed them, illiciting a soft moan from Darcy. Not satisfied with that, Icy sought out Darcy's nipples and pinched them between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Darcy arched her back and groaned in pleasure. She reached back to cup the back of Icy's head with her right hand as she turned her head to whisper to her once more.
"You are so dead bitch."
Icy nuzzled her face into Darcy's shoulder and neck and whispered into her ear.
"Bite me."
So saying, she caught Darcy's earlobe between her teeth and gave it a playful tug. Darcy gave a pleasurable sigh and opened her eyes to gaze at Dr. Shreever invitingly. For his part, Dr. Shreever was sitting in the water watching the show with rapt attention. Smiling at the way his eyes devoured her body, Darcy leaned back against Icy a little and raised her right leg to rub it sensuously against the left. Dr. Shreever's eyes followed every motion hungrily, like a starving man watching a hamburger on the grill. Darcy grinned. Icy's plan was working to perfection. Still, that didn't mean she was going to let Icy off the hook for the way she was using her.
Darcy crossed her arms and grabbed hold of the hem of her robe on either side. Gathering up the bunched material in each hand, she stepped away from Icy and turned to face her, giving Dr. Shreever a tantalizing view of her bare ass playing peek-a-boo behind her long swaying hair. She pulled up her robe further, freeing her full, firm breasts. When she saw Icy lick her lips appreciatively she felt confused. She knew she was standing between Icy and Dr. Shreever so how was he supposed to see that?
Mentally shrugging it off, Darcy continued pulling her robe up and over her head, then lowered it to the right, pulling her arms and hair on through. Once the garment lay on the ground, Darcy crossed her arms over her breasts and turned around to face Dr. Shreever with a seductive smile on her face. Slowly she began to uncross her arms, until only her hands covered her breasts. She stood that way for a moment, turning side-to-side a little for effect, then slowly slid her hands down to cup her breasts, lifting them gently in an offering gesture.
Now completely bare but for her sandals and the glowing green headband which suppressed her powers, Darcy lowered her hands to her sides and stepped aside. Now it was Icy's turn to step up and strip down. Icy felt a moment of extreme nervousness as she was suddenly struck by the realization that she was about to strip naked in front of both her therapist and the object of her deepest desires, but she clamped down on it with her iron will. After all, she reminded herself, this was all part of the plan. Besides, they were both naked themselves already. All she was doing was joining the crowd... and making a big production out of it. She started to get nervous again, but then Darcy goosed her from behind, making her yelp. She turned her head to glare at Darcy, who waved back impudently. Now too offended to be nervous, Icy stepped forward boldly to begin her show.
She began by making a quarter-turn to the right, planting her hands on her hips, thrusting out her chest and tossing back her head in a defiant pose that clearly said 'Check out this figure!' As she did, Darcy walked up behind her to place one hand on her belly and glide the other one from her chin on down her throat to her collarbone. Both girls turned their heads to give Dr. Shreever a look that said 'Can you handle this?' Darcy put both hands on Icy's shoulders and let them glide down Icy's back as Icy slowly bent over at the waist until she was able to touch her toes. Darcy sensuously caressed Icy's hips and ass while Icy put her hands around her ankles and began slowly sliding her hands up her calves, gathering up the hem of her robe as she went.
Icy nearly lost it when Darcy grabbed her hips and began grinding her crotch against the ice witch's ass. She couldn't help imagining the same scene minus the robe and plus a strap-on. At that moment she wanted nothing more than to rip off the accursed robe, turn around and bear the dark witch to the ground beneath her as she showered Darcy's shoulders and breasts with kisses and nips. She would have gladly claimed Darcy as hers right then and there, even with Dr. Shreever watching, but she knew full well that Darcy would never go for it. She groaned out loud with the blissful torment of feeling the lady she longed for thrusting herself against her and not being able to do a thing about it. She knew she had to be patient and choose her moment carefully, but that didn't make it any easier to resist the sweet temptation undulating against her nether regions.
Icy slowly straightened up as she drew her hands up her legs, bunching the material of her robe around her hips. She felt Darcy's breasts pressing against her back as the dark witch wrapped her arms around Icy's waist and shoulders. Icy closed her eyes and leaned back into Darcy's embrace, wishing with all her might this could be more than just pretend.
She sucked in her breath with a hiss when she felt Darcy's teeth close around her left upper ear and clamp down. It was painful, but knowing it was Darcy's teeth causing the pain just turned her on all the more. When Darcy let go she whispered into Icy's ear.
"Remember, you asked for it."
Icy turned her head and half-opened her eyes as she smirked at Darcy.
"Asked for what? I barely felt a thing. If you're trying to get a rise out of me maybe you should try someplace a bit more sensitive."
Darcy raised her right hand from Icy's shoulder to trace along her cheek with a fingernail. Icy felt a flutter inside as Darcy's nail passed dangerously close to her right eye before following the curve of her cheek south. When Darcy's nail touched the corner of her mouth, Icy turned her head just slightly to capture Darcy's fingertip in her mouth. She heard Darcy catch her breath in anticipation but refrained from biting back. After all, this was all for show. It just wouldn't do to ruin the show by letting it degenerate into a catfight. Besides, she'd gladly accept a little pain to have Darcy all over her like that.
Once she was sure Icy wasn't about to bite her back, Darcy slid her right hand down to the base of Icy's neck and with her left hand she undid the cord at Icy's waist. Then she stepped back, taking the cord away with her. Now free to resume disrobing, Icy turned her back on Dr. Shreever and bent over as she pulled her robes up around her waist. She looked back over her shoulder with a smug grin, feeling a surge of power from the way Shreever's eyes were fixated on her bare ass. He appeared to be too enthralled in her performance to take offense at the fact that she had just mooned him. What really turned her on though was the sight of Darcy standing there watching her, one hand resting lightly on her lower belly while the other lightly stroked the upper curve of her breasts. She couldn't help but wonder just how much of that was for show and how much Darcy might actually be enjoying her performance.
Icy straightened up once more and turned back to face Dr. Shreever. All trace of nervousness now long gone, she proudly displayed her white bush of pubic hair as she gradually hiked her robe up past her navel and up to her rib cage. At this point she needed to cross her arms if she was to successfully pull her robe much higher but she wasn't sure how to do that without fumbling her robe and letting it drop back down. Fortunately for her Darcy stepped in to help. She moved in behind Icy and squatted down to lay her hands on Icy's sandaled feet. She gave Dr. Shreever a naughty grin between Icy's spread thighs and began sensuously gliding her hands up Icy's legs.
She slowly raised herself up as she stroked her hands up Icy's thighs until her hands and face came level with Icy's bare buttocks. Icy mmmmmm'd appreciatively as she felt Darcy begin nuzzling at her ass. Suddenly she jumped as she felt Darcy take a painful nip at her right ass cheek. She hissed, then moaned eroticly as she silently vowed to make Darcy pay for that later.
Darcy stroked her hands up the backs of Icy's thighs and buttocks as she slowly stood up, then switched to small circular motions along her sister witch's belly and sides. When her hands reached the bunched material of Icy's robe she gathered it up in her hands and leaned in to whisper in Icy's ear.
"Ready to put your hands up and surrender yourself to me?"
Icy turned her head to smirk back at Darcy, their faces barely an inch apart.
"I'll let you help me off with my robe, but there's no way I'm ever surrendering to you."
Icy let go of her robe and raised her arms up over her head, posing as though she were preparing to cast a spell. Darcy lifted Icy's robe, raising it to reveal her breasts, and continued to pull it on up over Icy's head. As her head came free, Icy lowered her arms, pulling them free of the robe as well while Darcy navigated the robe over the top of Icy's high ponytail and on down the back.
Icy brushed the sides of her breasts with her hands, then brought her hands around behind to grasp Darcy's hips and pull the dark witch's crotch up tightly against her ass. She flinched a little as this put pressure on the bite mark Darcy had left there, but it was a pain she endured gladly. Darcy wrapped her arms around Icy, mashing her breasts firmly against Icy's back, and fondled the ice witch's smaller tits. Icy had always felt a little envious of Darcy's more generous endowments, but right at that moment all she cared about was that she was right where she had yearned to be for so long, wrapped in Darcy's warm embrace. It hardly mattered to her that it was all pretend, that Darcy was only doing this as part of their plan to seduce Dr. Shreever. For the moment she allowed herself to be lost in the illusion that the girl of her most fevered dreams was finally hers.
Then the moment passed and Darcy stepped around to stand beside Icy, leaving her right arm resting lightly around Icy's waist. Icy brought her left arm around to circle Darcy's waist in return, thrilling to the feel of Darcy's bare ass and long silky hair sliding against her forearm. Dr. Shreever clapped his hands as the two young witches stood side by side smiling at him.
"Bravo! A magnificent performance! I must say the two of you work quite well together."
The two girls exchanged a triumphant grin, then as one they took a bow. When they straightened back up Darcy planted her free hand on her hip.
"And now it's our turn to enjoy the hot spring too."
Dr. Shreever made as though to stand up.
"Shall I get out then and leave it to you?"
Icy pointed at him commandingly.
"Oh no you don't! You just stay right where you are."
Darcy grinned mischievously.
"We're not letting you get away that easily."
Taking a moment to kick off their sandals on the grassy bank, the two of them stepped into the warm water and waded toward him. Icy paused a moment to hiss in pain when the hot water rose to cover the bite mark on her ass. Darcy leaned back to look down at the spot she had bitten and winced sympatheticly.
"Sorry about that Icy. Guess I got carried away."
Icy scowled at her.
"I'll say you did."
Noticing Icy's discomfort, Dr. Shreever scooted forward until the water rose to his neck, then swam over to the two girls. He stood up in the waist-deep water and fixed Icy with a serious look.
"Turn around Icy. Let me take a look at that."
Icy folded her arms across her chest and gave him a sassy grin.
"Oh sure. You just want to get a closer look at my butt."
One corner of Dr. Shreever's mouth quirked up at that but his eyes remained quite serious.
"I'm serious Icy. Turn around and let me see it."
Icy's smirk disappeared but she did as she was told. Dr. Shreever knelt down on one knee to take a closer look. He reached out to lightly trace the bite mark with his fingertips.
"That's one beauty of a bite mark. Darcy did a real number on you."
Icy twisted to glare down at him while Darcy shifted uncomfortably.
"Are you enjoying yourself down there?"
Dr. Shreever gave her a grudging smirk.
"Only a little. Here, this should help."
He placed the palm of his hand over the bite mark and closed his eyes. Before Icy could protest a blue glow enveloped his hand. Her eyes widened and she gave an "Oh!" of surprise as she felt the pain ebbing away. When Dr. Shreever opened his eyes and took his hand away the mark was completely gone. He gave her ass a playful swat and stood up again.
"There you are. All better now."
Icy turned to face him properly and gave him a smirk.
"Well now. Aren't you just full of surprises."
Dr. Shreever grinned back at her.
"Just a little first aid magic I picked up from Darcy's mother. It came in handy on quite a few occassions back when I was a warlock."
Icy glanced at Darcy uncertainly.
"Why would your mom know spells like that?"
Darcy put one hand on her hip and gestured with the other hand.
"She's an enchantress. In her line of work she meets all kinds. Some guys have some kinky fetishes like biting, whipping, vampirism and so on. And some guys just plain get abusive. It helps to know how to heal yourself up after you've been with someone like that. She taught me how to do it too. I can't even count the number of times I've had to patch her back up when she was too badly beaten to do it herself."
Icy winced sympatheticly.
"Wow. Sounds pretty rough."
As she spoke Dr. Shreever raised his hand to reach for her head. Catching the motion out of the corner of her eye, Icy jerked back instinctively and gave him a cold stare.
"Hey! Just what do you think you're doing?"
Dr. Shreever shrugged and gestured toward the left side of her face.
"Well, as long as I was at it I thought I'd go ahead and do something about healing that ear of yours as well. Darcy bit you there too I seem to recall."
Icy lowered the intensity of her glare to a mildly irritated scowl.
"Fine. Whatever. Just don't go getting fresh with me."
Dr. Shreever grinned humorously at her.
"Says the girl who just finished performing a strip tease for me."
Icy's scowl deepened and she recrossed her arms, but she held still for him while he reached out to take the upper curve of her ear between his thumb and first two fingers. His eyes narrowed and went out of focus as he concentrated on healing the damage to Icy's ear. Once more his hand glowed blue for a few seconds, and again Icy felt the pain draining away. Then the glow faded again and Dr. Shreever blinked as he brought his eyes back into focus.
"Ah, that's better. All done..."
Suddenly he swayed on his feet, as though struggling to maintain his balance. His knees buckled and he started to collapse into the water. In the next instant Darcy was at his side, wrapping her arms around him to keep him from going under. She shot a glance at Icy.
"Icy, help me!"
Icy hesitated a moment, then went to Dr. Shreever's other side and put her arms around him, helping Darcy keep his head above water. She scowled as she barked at him in annoyance.
"Hey Doc! Wake up! This is no place to be taking a nap!"
Dr. Shreever's eyes fluttered open and he looked around groggily. Seeing Icy and Darcy pressed up againt him on either side a disoriented smile formed on his face.
"What's going on? Did I just miss all the fun?"
Icy let go with one arm to jab him in the ribs with her fist.
"You idiot! You just got done healing my ear and you fainted! You would have drowned if Darcy hadn't grabbed you!"
Dr. Shreever winced and put a hand on the spot where Icy punched him.
"Ow. And thank you both for saving me. I guess I must have overdone it today. Six spells in one day after hardly using my magic at all for the past fifteen years must have been more than I could handle."
The two girls held his onto his arms to steady him as he cautiously rose to his feet. Once the three of them were standing once more Icy let go of his arm, stepped away from him and eyed him curiously.
"Six spells? You healed me twice. Before that you used Obscurus and Claritus to preserve your 'honor', and before that you heated the pool. I only count five. When did you use your sixth spell?"
Dr. Shreever stared at Icy blankly for a moment as his mind went back to the privacy spell he had cast on his door that morning after Dr. Foler had left his office. Deciding she didn't need to know about that he shook his head as if to clear it.
"Sorry. I misspoke. I meant five. Guess I'm still a little out of it."
Still clinging to his right arm, Darcy snuggled a little closer and trailed her index finger teasingly across his chest.
"Well gee dad. Just five spells and you're ready to collapse? You must really be out of shape. Maybe you should try exercising your magic more often to build up your strength."
Dr. Shreever chuckled as Darcy unknowingly echoed his earlier comments to Stormy about strength training.
"You know, perhaps I should at that. Magic is still a part of who I am after all. It's a shame to just let it atrophy the way I have."
He turned to face her more directly.
"And you young lady. Do you really think it wise to keep flirting so outrageously with a man who might be your own father?"
Darcy lowered her head slightly to gaze up at him with an impish smile. She moved in close to him again, pressing her naked body against the front of him seductively while Icy came around to apply herself to Darcy's back side.
"You didn't seem to mind watching a girl who might be your own daughter perform a sexy strip tease with another girl, so why should I mind flirting with you daddy? I'm just following in mom's footsteps. After all, they do say that incest is best."
Before Dr. Shreever had a chance to respond there came a strangled choking sound from the direction of the path through the trees. All three heads turned as one to see Stormy standing on the bank staring at them with a horrified look on her face. Dr. Shreever held out his hand invitingly.
"Ah, Stormy! We were all just enjoying a hot bath before dinner. Please, come in and join us!"
Stormy turned on her heel and fled without saying a word. Darcy smacked Dr. Shreever in the shoulder with the heel of her hand.
"Nice going 'dad'. Way to be Mr. Sensitive there."
Dr. Shreever sighed in disappointment.
"I suppose I had better go talk to her."
Icy pulled Darcy away from Dr. Shreever and shoved him back toward the deeper water.
"No. You just stay here and protect your precious 'honor'. We'll go deal with this."
Dr. Shreever watched nonplussed as Icy and Darcy waded ashore, quickly donned their robes and sandals even though they were both still dripping wet, and went after their distraught sister. Once they were out of sight he sighed and slapped the water in frustration.
"Well, that could have gone better."
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