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I Summon the All-Seeing Eye	By : all_possible_worlds Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 29523 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Vs. the Forces of Evil or its characters. I made no money from writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Chapter 2: Old Flame
Note: In which more characters that might or might not show up in future Chapters make an appearance.
Continuity stardate: This chapter takes place between "Running With Scissors" (S02E16b) and "Just Friends" (S02E20b). It also takes place immediately after Chapter 1. This story so far is considered compatible with SvtFoE season 2 events up to that point.
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"About Star?" Marco asked surprised, as he rolled himself off his date and onto the bed beside her.
"Well, I mean..." Jackie seemed unsure for a moment. Her cool facade once more slipping away. Star thought the girl maybe hadn't yet fully recovered from the powerful emotions of the afternoon, or from her recent climax. On the other hand, perhaps she was just nervous about broaching this particular topic, whatever it was. But, Star thought, why would Jackie be nervous about something that involved her? And why on Earth or Mewni was she even thinking about that at such a time, when she could be relaxing cuddling with Marco? Because, well, that's what Star would have done. As friends, of course! Besties could cuddle too, right? "It is just, Star is a cool girl, Marco. Heck, she is literally out-of-this-world. You two live together and do everything together..."
Star's hand trembled over the wand, her cheeks glowing bright at the girl's description, both of herself and her relationship with Marco. She could see Marco's puzzled frowning look, though, she new what was coming. She really ought to give them some privacy now. But she couldn't. What was Jackie about to ask? Was she jealous of the time Marco spent with his bestie? And if she was, what would Marco's response be? Star could not imagine Marco not being her bestie, but then again, what would he chose, if the one asking was Jackie Lynn Thomas?
"Jackie, what are you trying to say?" replied Marco, serious but calm. He laid a hand on the girl's shoulder, reassuringly.
"Well, Marco, it's just that a lot of people at the school always assumed you two were, well... a thing," Jackie turned to look at Marco, and Star couldn't help but notice how vulnerable the usually cool girl looked. She imagined she must have not looked too different, alone in her room, her heart half-stopped in anticipation of the oncoming hit. "I assumed that too. You know, before the sleepover thing. So... are you two or have you two ever..."
Star braced herself. Marco was a nice guy, a great guy, and he almost certainly truly loved Jackie, so there was no reason to expect him to do anything but the obvious. Right? He had to reassure his girlfriend. He wouldn't be lying either, Star knew. They had truly never been anything other than friends. She had realized things too late to have it be otherwise. She had no reason to hope Marco would say anything else.
Yet, Star wanted it to be different. Marco had just been inside her, he had just made love to her, even if he didn't know it. Well, he also had made love to Jackie, Star reminded herself. The difference was, with Jackie, he had done so knowingly and intentionally. Star felt a heavy weight in her gut. She ought to yank the wand at once, before she heard something that would punch her like a narwhal blast to the stomach. There was absolutely no way Marco was going to say anything she wanted to hear right now.
"Jackie, Star is one of a kind. She is amazing and every day of hanging with her is a super cool adventure." Star begun to smile. Awww, Marco. She suddenly felt light. Jackie slowly began looking down, away from Marco, and Star could no longer make her face. "She is frustrating at times, but she is brave and cool and, more importantly, a really good person at heart."
Guilt shot through Star's entire body like lighting. A good person? After what she had just done? What kind of good person would ever use someone like she just had? No, Marco was wrong about that at least. She was not a good person.
"Yeah, Star is great, Jackie. As a friend." Star's heart sunk, bruised and constricted. Jackie slowly looked up to Marco again, surprised. Her cheeks still looked a bit flustered, probably from their earlier activities. "She is the best friend I could ever hope for. But in the end that's all there is, we are just friends."
Star's entire body begun to tremble. A tear fell down her left cheek. Of course, Marco, good-friend Marco, was just talking up his bestie, even to his girlfriend. But he still didn't see Star that way, and in the end...
"I don't love Star, Jackie..." Marco finished, and something fragile broke inside the Mewnian princess chest. "...I ...I love you."
Star hit her flying wand with the back of her hand, sending it spiraling against the wall of her room. The green light flickered, the dark clouds exploded all around her, and the image of stupid smiling Jackie, and stupid misleading Marco finally fizzled away. Star knew he had done everything right, he had stood by his girlfriend while not putting down his best friend in the least. And yet, yet she was angry at him, she had wished for something very different, something unreasonable and wrong. But knowing that what you wish for is wrong does not make you wish it any less.
She sat alone in her bed. Marco liked Jackie, and she was just his friend, and she ought to have known that. Instead, she had used magic to spy on him, to insinuate herself in his most intimate moments with the girl he loved, a girl that was most definitely not Star. She had had every chance to stop: when she saw they were alone and beginning to get intimate, when things escalated sexually again and again. She hadn't even ended it right after she inadvertently... she couldn't even think it! She had stayed there, uninvited, until he had to explicitly tell her what was what: 'I don't love Star'.
In her huge dark room. She brought her hands up to bury her face in them, preparing to let herself cry for a while. To let the pain and frustration out, to deal with the confusion between what she knew to be true and what she felt she had just experienced. However, that was not to be, as she was soon interrupted, by the worst possible person.
"Ouch, Starship. I am truly sorry. That really must have been harsh to hear..." spoke a low voice from behind the girl. It sounded sincere enough, concerned even, but that didn't register on the princess' mind at all. She was supposed to be alone in the house.
She jolted awake. Jumped up from her bed and grabbed her wand again, pointing it at the intruder. "Who is that?! Come out or prepare to get narwhaled! Wait... Tom?!"
Her demon ex-boyfriend sat on the window, small flames coming out from the palms of his hands and traveling up the window frame. In the light of her wand, Star could see that he was wearing his usual ripped shorts and pentagram tee. He was looking at her with a sad look in his eyes. Wait! He was looking at her and she was shirtless! In her room! When she was supposed to be alone!
"How long have you been there?!" she yelled indignantly, while she covered her chest with her left arm. Using the right one to keep her wand trained on Tom. "Don't you know it is super rude to spy on people?!"
Tom smiled and raised an eyebrow. Actually, he raised two, but you could only barely see the one in his middle eye when he did that. He waited for Star's mind to process what she had just said.
"Oh...right..." Star lowered her wand and blushed in shame, realizing exactly how hypocritical she was being right now. "How... how much did you see?"
"More than I probably should have," answered Tom with a sad expression. It dawned on Star that Tom liked her, really liked her, and he had just seen herself having... well, magic-proxy-sex with Marco or whatever.
"Mmm. Yeah. Me too," commented Star slowly, lowering her wand. Then paused and they stared at each other in silence. Tom looking dejected and Star covering her chest and withdrawing into herself. She turned her back to him, facing the opposite wall as she stood in the middle of her room. "You still should go away now, Tom..."
"I probably should," he admitted dejectedly. "But, are you sure you want to be alone after that, though?" The demon boy shrugged himself up the window frame. He floated slowly towards Star, a trail of fire following his wake through the room. Carefully, he extended his arms and put his hands on top of Star shoulders and begun massaging her back.
"Star, I know you like Marco. I get it. Any other day I would be firing up in rage over that. But I really can't stand seeing you like this. We had something, Starship, and maybe it is long over now." His hands moved from their positions, a single finger in each tracing a line of flames over Star's skin, stopping just above her mewberty wings. The flames left a red trail, but no real burns. Star shivered, in a good way. That felt pretty good, a little bit of pain followed by a whole lot of soothing heat. "But I'd like to think I can still at least make you feel a little better."
"Oooohhh..." moaned Star appreciatively, and her eyes opened wide as Tom traced the side of her wings with a clawed finger. He wasn't half bad at this, and for a second she wondered why she had ever broken up with the fiend in the first place. Maybe it wasn't so bad that he was around now. Tom wasn't who she had hoped for, but she had to admit, she was glad to not be alone in the house just now.
Five claws danced through her back, leaving a trail of light scratches and flames. It was just barely painful, but in a good way, or perhaps in a deliciously bad way. "Star, what you did just now was pretty bad, we both know that." Tom's words hurt Star more than his claws, and in a less pleasant way.
"Fortunately for you, I know a thing or two about being bad." The demon pulled back on her hair and kissed her neck, nibbling carefully with his pointy teeth, stopping right before piercing the skin. A single claw reached to the front began tracing one-finger flaming circles around the mound of her right breast. Starting far away from the center, but slowly working in a closer and closer spiral. She felt her heartbeat quicken again and a wetness begin to build up in her crotch, one unrelated to the whole seeing eye affair.
Tom's left claw grabbed at her ass through her pants, and she could feel a burning heat going through the fabric. His breath also felt impossibly hot on her neck, in both a literal and figurative sense. "Face it, Starlight. You don't belong with Earth-boy, Jackie does. They are both nice safe kids. But you, you are a rebel, you live for danger, for transgression, you belong with me," he whispered in her ear, commanding and in charge in a way whispers had no business sounding. Guilt trip aside, that voice was so deliciously not safe.
Maybe Tom was right, maybe she did belong with him. And, would that even be that bad? Marco didn't think of her that way, he just thought of her as a friend. Tom desired her, and the way in which he showed it was really turning her on right now. Besides, they had had lots of fun when they dated, he was always so confident and so dangerous. Why was it that they broke up in the first place? The claw reached her nipple and pressed in, with a sharp pointy nail. Star gasped, losing her train of thought.
She felt a claw going into the back of her pants, raking against her buttocks, pressing firm trails of fire and measuredly hurt skin. The hand slid from her pants again and she felt it slap her through the fabric. Why on earth was him spanking her ass making her feel so good right now? It was not usually one of Star's turn ons. At least, she didn't think it was. Was it because right now she wanted to be punished? Because Marco was wrong and she wasn't a good person? Maybe this whole Tom thing wasn't really such a bad idea. Perhaps she had made a mistake breaking up with him, they did have much in common. They were both bad deep down. So, why had she ended things?
Of course, there was the anger thing. That wasn't fun. One second Tom was being great, the next he was exploding in flames and threatening to hurt her. Yeah, that was not a good thing, but she was, well, Star. Her magic was stronger than his even when they had been dating, and she was so much more powerful now. Tom couldn't hurt Star, unless she wanted him to. She felt a bite, on the other side of her neck, deep enough to draw a single drop of blood. Another smack on her ass that left it tender and red through her pants. Oh yes, right now, she wanted him to hurt her. To punish her for what she had just done to her best friend, and to soothe her wounded heart all at the same time.
"You were always more at home in the dark with me," Tom reminded her as his hand reached around to the front of her pants, undoing the button with a literal magic touch. "Just let me show you how much..."
But there was another thing, though. A small voice in Star's head was trying to remind her of something. It was not just the anger management issues. Not just the rage and the fire and the threats. That was the easy part. The hard part was the plotting. The most infuriating thing about Tom Lucitor was how deceptive he could sometimes be. Not so much just that he lied, but that he manipulated, almost by natural reflex. He was always running some kind of mind game or another, not caring who he hurt to get what he wanted.
"No! Stop it," Star demanded and slipped sideways from the demon's embrace. "Tom, I know what you are trying to do," she explained, summoning the last shreds of determination left in her. She had to set things clear, for herself and for him. To stop this all before it went too far. "This is not about making me feel better. This is about you coming on to me when I am vulnerable, and confused. This is you trying to get us to get back together, and you are doing so in a sneaky way!"
Tom paused, the flames dancing around him turning up, eyes glowing red for a second, then he recovered back to a controlled but frustrated expression. "Can't it be both, Star? Can't I want you both to feel better and to be mine?"
"No no no, a million times no. We broke up, for good!" Star answered firmly, but not without some internal regret at not having let the demon prince's seduction scheme play out at least a half an hour longer or so. Her backside, chest and neck ached, but not nearly as much as her nether regions did. But it was not worth it to get tangled with Tom again. "And things like, well, like this, are part of the reason!"
His eyes glowed bright red once more, his claws tightened, fire danced in between them. For a moment Star feared she would have to deal with another Tom tantrum. That would certainly be the shitty cherry on top of this confusing painful night. Then as suddenly as he flared up, he calmed down, and sat on her bed.
"Yeah, ok, guess I get that," he said finally. Then paused for a bit and looked down at the floor. "It sucks to like somebody that doesn't like you back, though, doesn't it, Starship?"
Star sat on her bed, leaving a small token space between herself and him, feeling a lot less worried now. "Yeah. It really does," she answered in a slow monotone.
"Can't even blame you on Marco, you know? He is a great guy to hang out with... pretty good taste in music too," Tom offered. Perhaps his version of an olive branch? There was a brief moment of silence. Star wondered if that was another ploy. It sounded like a sincere concession, but that was the problem with Tom's schemes, they always sounded sincere. "Well, you are right, I should be off now."
Tom took out a tiny bell from his pocket and hit it with an equally tiny hammer. Moments after, an elevator pulled up by a flying demon materialized in flames in front of Star's window.
"Wait, Tom?" Star said hesitatingly. "We are not getting back together, no matter what. But, you know... if you want it... we could, you know. I could do this for you. For old times sake."
"Thanks for the offer Star... but no. At least not today," he extended his arms, and a second later he had floated into the elevator and it had been engulfed in flames. A moment after that, Star was again alone in her room with all her bittersweet thoughts.
She was feeling better now, at least compared to what she felt after listening to Jackie and Marco's last conversation. Tom had actually truly cheered her up a little, whatever his ulterior motives were. And she? She had just offered him pity sex. Wow, Star, you really do mess everything up, she thought to herself.
But, had it been pity sex? Star took off the rest of her clothes, threw a nightie on herself and got into bed. Or had Star been genuinely excited about the idea of a one night stand with Tom? He was hot, literally and figuratively, and he could do things to her that even Marco, if she had him, never would dare do. Things that Star was pretty sure she wanted done to her. But Tom was a package deal, and she didn't want a lot of what came with it.
Forgetting to even cry, Star fell asleep from exhaustion.
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Star opened her eyes to find the canopy of her bed missing, replaced by a canopy of green leaves illuminated from behind by the red and purple of a sky under a double sunset. She felt the bright emerald grass against her skin, cushioning her body as it lay there on the open forest. She heard the chirping song of birds she couldn't quite recognize, harmonizing against the background sound of a waterfall she couldn't quite see from her position. From the looks of it, the princess was in a pretty great place, but not on Earth exactly. "Uh. This is weird. Cool, definitely cool... but weird," she told herself aloud, on reflex.
She reached around for her wand. Her eyes opening wide as she failed to find it under her pillow. She failed to find her pillow too, for that matter. "Ok, Star... either you are dreaming, got captured in your sleep, or something very fishy is going on," with that thought, she jumped to her feet. She began making her way out of the trees, towards the sound of the waterfall. Maybe if she could get out of the forest and somehow get a better look at the sky she could figure out if she had been in this dimension before.
Her hands pushed aside a few last branches of a thick bush and then she saw... well... she saw Marco. Except, not usual Marco. Older Marco. Sixteen years older, multi-dimensional adventurer, ripped, bad-ass, hot as all hell Marco. He stood there, bathing in a shallow waterfall, submerged in a river up to his waist, showing his entire naked torso and tattoos, hair flowing behind him from the breeze. "Dream. Definitely dream," Star muttered aloud as her heart cheeks began flaring up with an almost blinding red. Star was still mostly hidden from him behind the last few layers of vegetation, and Marco seemed not to notice her yet.
"Right. But not your dream, princess," said a voice behind Star, a tone two parts annoyance and one part surprise. "So, I have to wonder, what is Moon's kid doing in here? Pretty sure her royal lameness would disapprove."
Star turned around to see Hekapoo glaring at her. The flame on her head was dimmed to a small candle, an arm set on the sorceress own waist.
"Hekapoo?!" Star slowly recovered from the surprise. "What are you doing here?! Wait... not my dream? How can I be dreaming a dream that's not my dream? That doesn't make any sense!" Then, after a brief pause, "uh, does that mean it is your dream?"
"Oh, no, not mine," Hekapoo said with a satisfied tone and a huge grin. "His dream. I am just, kinda, well, you could say I am guest starring. Notsorry."
Star looked back at Marco as Hekapoo pointed in his direction. Then she saw a second Hekapoo emerge through the woods on the other side of the river. That Hekapoo walked a few steps towards the waterfall and then stopped to sit in a nearby rock. The thirty-year-old warrior that was also Star's bestie looked up, directly at that version of Hekapoo and raised an eyebrow. "Hey H-poo. Care to join me?" he said with his smooth deep voice, his arms throwing his hair back against the falling water.
"Tempting as that sounds, you know I don't much enjoy getting wet," the flame sorceress sitting on the rock replied with a grin and pointed a finger to the flame floating above her head.
"Then I am coming out, H-poo," Marco replied with a grin and begun walking towards the shore. "But I can make no promises about not getting you wet." Star got it immediately. Especially because she was no where near the waterfall, nor Marco for that matter, and yet already getting quite damp herself.
"This show is not exactly going to be for kids, princess. You know that, right?" said the voice of Hekapoo behind her. She sounded more amused than annoyed now. With great difficulty, Star took a brief look away from Marco and confirmed that her own copy of Hekapoo was still there beside her.
Her mind tried processing the situation, but her eyes kept going back to Marco, whose waist was slowly emerging from the water. Was Hekapoo actually Hekapoo or was she just part of her dream somehow? If she was, then her mind had gotten really messed up, Star concluded. This was not her first wet dream about older Marco, not by a long shot, but it was the first in which she imagined any third person there, especially another woman, and especially Hekapoo of all people! Unless watching him and Jackie had given her a thing for, for 'looking stuff'. Nah, that couldn't be it! On the other hand, maybe somehow she had indeed gotten into Marco's dream. Magic like that was always a possibility, especially around Star. But then, it meant Hekapoo was a figment of Marco's imagination, which meant Star was safe. Because then the real Hekapoo wouldn't know anything about Star being here and thus not be able to tell her mom about this. Her mom must neeeveeer know, Star thought with a shudder.
Star's train of thought crashed that very moment, when the perfect ass emerged from under the water, as Marco made her way up the opposite river shore. Star's eyes went wide like saucers as she took in the toned buttocks of the man her bestie would, or at least could, become. The Hekapoo with Marco also seemed to be looking down, composed, yet naughtily expectant, her small fangs protruding from a closed mouth smile. "My my, have you grown up in this sixteen years," she teased.
"Turn around. Turn around. Turn around," Star muttered under her breath. But Marco didn't seem to notice her. Then, a chilling thought broke through the horniness and Star herself turned around to face her copy of Hekapoo. "Wait, he doesn't know I am here. So, if you know I am here, and he doesn't know I am here, then you are not part of him! Are you?"
"Afraid not," Hekapoo said, smiling at Star as she raised an eyebrow. "Although I fully expect to have a part of him in me quite soon," she joked, causing Star to give her a strange tilted look. Half of her wanted to groan at the terrible pun, half of her was green with envy. "Both of me are well, me. And before you ask, I am not doing much to his mind, just getting my real self involved on something that was going to happen anyways. But, speaking of guest Star-s," she stressed the Mewman princess' name, "I still don't know what you are doing here..."
Hekapoo moved in an instant, seemingly disappearing in a blur, and then she was right in front of Star, standing between her and the clearing with the river. She moved her hand through the air, trailing a path of flame. Suddenly the flame seemed to illuminate a partly translucent thread of dark greenish shadow going from Star's chest to the entrance of the clearing, becoming invisible again in direct sunlight. "Well, that's unexpected." As Hekapoo's hand finished the motion, the thread disappeared again.
"What was that? Did you do something to me?" Star jumped up and her eyes narrowed as she looked at the sorceress. She had instinctively raised her arm and taken aim, even though she knew she didn't have her wand.
"Calm down princess, I was only checking something," Hekapoo shot back annoyed. "Like I would do any harm to Moon's kid! Imagine how awkward that would make high commission business. But I really don't know how you got yourself linked with... oooohhh nice."
Hekapoo seemed to gasp as she interrupted her admonition. Star saw the sorceress blush and smile. Her eyes darted to the other shore of the river, where Marco's lips were pressing against his own copy of Hekapoo and a firm hand was gripping her left horn, pushing her close.
"So, linked, you said. Right?" said Star. Eyes narrowing again in suspicion.
"Well, yeah, me and I are also linked, of course," Hekapoo smirked back. "But what I was... ahhh..." Star looked back at the clearing and saw Marco's other hand on the inside of his Hekapoo clone's right thigh.
"Keep. Talking." Star said, in a surprisingly commanding voice. Her own eyes did not move from the scene on the other side of the river. She wanted to know what Hekapoo had to say, but there was no way she was taking her eyes away from older Marco. Why did he not just turn around already!?
"Well... mmmmhhh... you two are linked, somehow, by magic," Hekapoo managed to reply. On the other side of the river, Marco had pulled away from the kiss, if only briefly. They seemed to be bantering some more, but Star wasn't paying attention to their words. Then Hekapoo got up, did something to the ribbon of her dress, and the entire thing fell to the floor, leaving her completely naked and only partly hidden from the princess' point of view by Marco's own nude body. Star's version of Hekapoo continued in a serious tone. "Two links actually, one about a year old, standard soul-bond stuff, one true love, blah, blah, boring. The other one is very recent, however, fairly dark magic too..."
Star's heart skipped a beat. The All Seeing Eye spell? Had she done something permanent to the two of them, somehow?
"Give me a second," Hekapoo interrupted her explanation. Star saw the other Hekapoo snap her fingers and the copy beside her flickered out of existence and right back again a moment after. Then, on the other shore, two more Hekapoos also appeared our of thin air, already fully naked.
"Three on one. Think you can handle it, human?" one of them asked.
"You know I can handle all of you, Hekapoo," Marco answered confidently, his voice was melting Star's... well, it was significantly further down than her heart.
"Dark magic, as a rule, is powered by strong emotions of a small number of categories. This link is Butterfly magic, if I am not mistaken," continued the voice behind Star, which the princess was barely paying attention to as she stared at the three naked devilish forms and Marco's firm posterior. Each Hekapoo was a compact toned busty bundle of mischievous smiles and sex appeal and they now moved on Marco like a well coordinated ensemble. Unfortunately, most of the action was still facing away from Star, but she could see arms rubbing in front and around the man's toned form. She could spend days just staring at those shoulders, and especially at that ass.
"I am going to guess..." her Hekapoo continued, in the background of Star's distracted mind, "... a dark spell powered by lust." Star's cheeks went even brighter as she spun around despite her fear of missing out on the view. "What on Mewni have you been getting up to with that kid, princess?!"
"It was not on purpose. I messed up. Please don't tell my mom," Star managed to say. Her eyes went wide with fear. If the queen ever found out about this. Well, St. Olga's wasn't as bad anymore, but Star was sure she would be pulled away from earth, at the very least. Which meant, she would be pulled away from Marco!
"Hahahaha... tell Moon?" Hekapoo just fell to the floor guffawing, a single finger clearing a tear of laughter from her eye. "Why would I tell Moon about anything of this? Like I want to explain what I am doing here to her either. Kid, you are not putting the multiverse in danger by casting a spell on a boy you have the hots for, dark magic or not. Which, you know, is the kind of thing I'd actually be forced to report to the magic high commission: threats to any major dimensions and the like. I have no intention on tattling on you just because you happen to have a voyeurism fetish on your human boyfriend. Besides, let me tell you, you have no idea what your mom got up to when she was your age, no matter how much she denies it all now. Perfect princess Moon my furry ass!"
Wait, what did her mom get up to when she was her age? Nah, couldn't be anything like this, mom just got married to dad and that had been it, right? Right? Then Star remembered what Moon had said to her about joining the game of flag: "Star, I did a lot of things you won't be doing." For a moment, Star though of pressing Hekapoo for more information, then decided that she really didn't want to know that much about her mom. Then another thought caught up with her.
"Wait, Marco is not my boyfriend, he is Jackie's... and I do not have a voyeurism fetish!" she shouted indignantly and, as always, unconvincingly.
"Oh, really? Are you sure?" Hekapoo raised an eyebrow and smirked at the young princess. "This should be amusing."
Then Star heard a deep low grunt behind her and turned around to see the three other Hekapoos had grabbed Marco by the arms and turned him around. As two of them began kissing his chest and roaming their hands through his arms, the remaining one winked right in the direction Star was hiding.
Star almost missed the wink, her gaze darted directly downwards, to the hard manhood of her crush. She had seen a lot of it that time with Jackie, but Hekapoo was right, Marco still had grown quite a lot between fourteen and thirty. It was, well, intimidating was an apt way to put it. Not that Star would ever be the one to back down from a challenge if the opportunity ever arose. Heh. Arose.
"So, you were saying..." a sardonic voice behind her begun, as the three Hekapoos sat Marco on the rock one of them had been occupying before and ran their hands down his chest. One of them going up until she was able to plant a kiss on the hunk's lips, two of them going lower and lower, until their faces reached the height of his member. A tongue traced each side of the shaft. Star's eyes glued to the scene. Suddenly it seemed that it was way too warm out here, despite it being the sunset. "... that you are not into watching."
"Yeah. Uhm. Not. Into. Waaatchiiing," Star responded without thinking. She barely noticed Hekapoo getting closer to her, the sorceress also staring towards the scene where she was thrice a participant. Marco's powerful hands seemed to have grabbed hold of the breasts of the Hekapoo that was kissing his mouth, while the other two began taking turns taking the tip of his cock into their lips, while the remaining one licked the underside.
Whether because this was just a dream, or because older Marco was never really what she thought of as 'her' Marco, Star didn't feel anywhere as conflicted as she had when watching him and Jackie. This was not painful and confusing, just plain hot. Sure, Star was jealous of Hekapoo, but it was more like the kind of jealous you got when you saw someone eating something that looked delicious. Well, exactly like that, actually.
Even across the river and the clearing she heard her best friend grunt and her heart raced. She wondered if Marco was already at his limit, after all, there were three Hekapoos there, and she seemed, well, experienced. What happened next surprised her. His two hands left the middle Hekapoo's breasts as Marco's entire body moved lower and with a swift movement his hands reached at the two remaining copies, lifting them up by their backsides and begun massaging the underside of them. "Got you!" A small remnant of childish amusement was mixed into the deep forceful voice.
"Get on top, H-poo," Marco commanded the middle clone. As his hands grasped around the other two, until two fingers began rubbing the outside of each copy's crotch.
"Don't call me, H... ooohh. Ok." The middle clone wrapped her arms around Marco's neck and pulled herself up, only to then begin lowering herself onto his dick, just as Marco's hands begun probing the other two clones, inserting one and then two fingers, while rubbing circular motions gently with his thumbs just above the entrance.
Star heard the breath of the Hekapoo she had nearby quicken, and saw she had pushed her own hand under her dress. The princess was severely tempted to do something quite similar, but that just seemed too embarrassing with the sorceress around, besides, wouldn't that prove her point?
Marco's movements started slow, but picked up pace quickly, both with his hands and with his hips bouncing the middle Hekapoo up and down, until it looked like she was riding an out of control warnicorn. Star could hear the moans from the other side of the river, except when they were drowned by the moans of the Hekapoo behind her. "That... ahhh... kid... uff... is... incredible! You are a lucky girl, princess Butterfly!"
"Yeah... lucky. Totally. Totally," answered Star, a bit sullenly.
The middle clone flame seemed to grow and then go up and up and up, until, with a long moan of orgasmic bliss, she faded out of existence.
"One done. Two to go," smiled Marco. "How was it, Hekapoo?"
"Do you even need to ask?" the clone to his right responded. Then the three of them got apart and begun to shift position, until Marco was laying on the grass and the two remaining Hekapoos lowered themselves on top of him. One over his crotch the other over his face.
The clone near Star seemed to catch her breath momentarily. "Wait. You can't be serious! You mean you two haven't done it yet?!"
Star felt a pang in her chest. Wait, was the woman, a member of the magic high commission and a friend of her mom, no less, telling her that she should have had sex with Marco? It wasn't like Star hadn't considered that, but she had figured it out too late that she was into Marco, and by then, Jackie had already asked him out. So they couldn't even date now, or kiss, let alone well, what he was doing now with three Hekapoos. "He. He has a girlfriend... who is not me."
"And you are letting that stop you?" Hekapoo smirked. "It would not stop me. Clearly it doesn't here, and it wouldn't in the waking world either if I were in your place. That boy is too good to let go of the chance. You... aaaahhh... you don't know what you are... aaaahhhhhhhhh... what you are missing!"
On the other shore of the river, the Hekapoo sitting on Marco's face had vanished with a long moan and a flame explosion. A moment after, the one sitting on his cock exploded as well. Marco was sweating, but seemed still ready to go. "Another clone? So, there is more of you around, H-poo? Are you coming out, or do you want me to find you? Because you know I can play that game too..."
Besides Star, Hekapoo began walking towards the clearing. Then, suddenly, she stopped herself and threw one last, broad smile in Star's direction, fangs showing. The princess was flustered, cheeks flaming red, legs pressed together, wondering what else she was going to see Hekapoo and older Marco do tonight. But nothing could have prepared her for what would happen next.
"Actually, princess, do you want to give it a try yourself?"
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