"Do you know who I am?" The question was born of sheer flabbergast; how could I have been so naïve? Nuella stomped, her tiny heels clacking against the cerulean pools of crystal that served as flooring within the magical tower, "I am the Grand Sorceress, Nuella Highcanth, child prodigy of the Thirteen Arcane Courts! How did you even wind up in my domain?" The 'Grand Sorceress' was barely a teenager but had all the pomp and attitude of an ancient sage. She wore robes of midnight blue with gold trimming and a matching cloak over them—the same color scheme as the rest of her magic. Her hair was long enough for it to be tied back into two braids which were adorned with golden combs. A pair of dark-blue eyes peered out from under heavy eyebrows at me through thick glasses perched upon a thin nose. It was obvious that this sorceress hadn't spent much time outside of her tower, let alone seen any other human beings besides herself or members of her court; she'd certainly the indignation.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly, "but I don't think you understand what I'm here to do, do you?" I took another step forward until I stood less than ten feet away from her. My task was simple, and it involved fucking the snotty little brat down a few pegs.
Nuella's face contorted with rage while she continued scream at me, "How dare you speak ill of me in such a manner?! And you dare show yourself before me without permission?!"
Her hands began to glow softly as if they'd been doused in electricity. "You're not worthy!" Nuella's voice became shrill with anger as she pointed accusingly at my crotch, "What is 'that'?! Do you have a death wish, pervert!?"
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"Eeu-Eeuuggoohhh! N-Not there! Not in m-my cuuunt—Oooh!" The wet *plop* of every nasty, sloppy, womb-shattering invasion bounced off of the crystalline walls.