After a panicked second, words from her assailant started to register. “...finally given in to temptation and wed yourself to the devil?!”
With a huff, in a mix of relief and resignation, Millie relaxed. “Good morning, Bella. No, I haven’t married the devil.”
“But crossing the lines between male and female like that!” Bella remarked with feigned horror. “You have to admit, it’s against our Lord’s design!”
“Sophie told you?” Her friends were used to keeping secrets when it related to witchcraft, except from one another. Still, she was surprised this had been shared so soon.
Bella’s eyes lit up, and she gasped. “So it is true! Honestly, it didn’t sound possible! Not for you, anyway.”
Millie lifted the lady’s arm from around her, and this time was allowed to sit up on the grass. She’d still been looking for answers as she lay staring at the stars the night before, and clearly had dozed off there.
“A bit more dramatic than curing warts, eh?” Millie chuckled, swallowing the implication about her abilities. “Honestly, even when I saw the possibility, I wasn’t completely sure it would work.”
Noticing the opportunity to throw some teasing back, she continued “So naturally, once you’d heard, you had to come pay me a visit first thing in the morning?” She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
The implication of perversion washed right past Bella. “Naturally. This is far more interesting than anything going on at home, and besides,” her bored dismissal turned back to excitement, “if a new possibility has been invented, as future Countess it’s my duty to understand it. And its potential.”
Millie leaned back, propping herself up on her hands, and considered her words. “Making heirs?”
“A place to start.”
Millie shivered. “Well, I have to warn you, this whole ‘mind transfer’ part may be unique to Nat.” She groaned. “As if I had any idea why it happened in the first place.”
“It seems you don’t know as much as you think you do!” Bella chimed. “But isn’t that exciting?”
An awkward smirk crept onto Millie’s face. Bella was overwhelming sometimes, but... “Yeah. It kinda is.”
* * *
To make sure everyone was on the same page, Millie went back over everything they understood so far. Occupying her chairs, Sophie sat patiently with her hands folded in her lap, Bella stared intensely, nodding in interest, and Daisy kept shifting in hers, shaking her head in bewilderment. Nat sat in Millie’s bed, not seeming to follow the conversation, but with a huge, eager grin nonetheless. With nowhere left to sit, Millie paced the width of her cramped shack.
“This is all too much,” Daisy said when the witch finished. She slung an arm around Sophie’s shoulders, hugging her against her side. “Not that I want to doubt either of you, but a detachable willy? Two people becoming one? You’ve gotta be messing with me.”
“I think it might help things along,” Bella chimed in, “if we could see this happen for ourselves?”
Millie nodded. “Of course. I just didn’t want to go removing Nat from his body before we were ready to put him on someone.”
Bella quirked an eyebrow. “‘Someone’?”
“Well, that’s the thing I wanted to try next,” Millie explained. “So far, I’ve been too directly involved. I need to see this from the outside, so I was thinking of asking Sophie to-”
“Now, hold on just a minute!” Daisy cut in. “There’s no way you’re putting that thing on Sophie!”
Sophie looked surprised, and gazed at her girlfriend sideways. “Excuse me?”
“She’s talking about turning you part man, and enchanting your mind!” Daisy defended herself. “I can’t stand for that. If anyone’s taking this leap…” she glanced from person to person before charging on, “...it’s gonna be me!”
Sophie’s face went worryingly straight. “Oh, so it’s okay for you to do it.”
“Huh?” Daisy looked to her in confusion. “I… I just can’t risk you getting hurt.”
Sophie’s eyebrows raised skeptically, then she leaned back in her chair, folding her arms and crossing her legs. “All right. Go ahead, then.”
Daisy looked helplessly to Millie, then Bella. Millie, however, wasn’t sure she knew what just happened either, and while Bella’s eyes had laughter in them, her lips were sealed.
Daisy gave a quick nod with more surety than showed on her face. “All right. I will!” She stood from her chair and quickly stripped off her dress and underclothes. She shot Nat a wary glare in response to his grin. “Don’t go getting any ideas. Though I guess we’re about to get really familiar anyway.”
Millie stepped up to Nat. “If you’re ready.” She looked into his lap. “And, I don’t suppose you could keep it… down for a few minutes? One of the biggest questions revolves around whether you’re aroused or not.”
Nat shook his head with a chuckle. “I really can’t. It kinda just does its own thing, especially when you’ve got your hands on it.”
Millie nodded, having to accept his word for it. For now, she mused. I’ll be able to do my own experiments in self-control later. “Lie down and make yourself comfortable, please.”
Nat scooted to the far side of the bed, laying down on his side with his head propped up on his hand, presenting himself.
Millie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Measure your expectations. A few giggles flitted around her. “On your back, please. There’s going to be no one in that body for a little while.”
The man complied. Unable to set aside her feelings about what she was about to do, heat rose in Millie’s cheeks. She lifted the front of his pants, reached a hand down them, and wrapped her fingers around the ring of gold wire and ivy vine. “Ready?” she checked again.
Nat hesitated a moment, then said “Give me a kiss, first.”
Millie’s cheeks felt like they were on fire. Well, given what she was about to do to the man, she might as well? She bent down, giving him a quick kiss, then hurried out ”Shearsnick.”
As she rose, rock-hard shaft in hand, his eyes were closed, his big, stupid grin relaxing.
“Okay, so!” Millie turned to face the other women, and did her best to collect herself, “This is Nat.” She held out the disembodied penis for them to see.
Sophie lay her fingertips over her mouth, suppressing a laugh.
Bella rose from her chair and moved to the bed by Nat’s feet. She pulled down on his pant leg, revealing his crotch with only hair with a blank patch in the middle to show.
Daisy leaned across Sophie for a better look, eyes darting between Nat’s crotch and Millie’s hand. “Well, I’ll be,” she breathed.
The farmgirl’s eyes then locked on the disembodied member, and she swallowed hard. “Well! Looks like this is really happening!” She sat up straight, closed her eyes, raised her chin, and spread her legs. “Time to try out manhood!”
Sophie took her hand, leaned in close, and whispered something in her ears. Whatever it was, Daisy’s jaw only set firmer. “I said I’d do it, and I’ll do it!” she affirmed.
“All right,” Millie said, stepping forward. “Remember: you can take it off at any time by touching the ring and saying ’shearsnick’.”
Daisy nodded in understanding. Bella got up and walked around to Millie and Daisy’s other side. She and Sophie watched closely as the witch set Nat in place on Daisy’s body, the milkmaid continuing to hold her hand.
Daisy shuddered with a vocal breath. “Oo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!”
Millie withdrew her hands, watching Daisy’s face closely as it moved quickly through shock, to pleasure, to something like the jaw-set determination she’d shown before, all while quickly turning bright red.
“How do you feel?” the witch inquired.
“Honestly?” the beet-red woman replied. “I was expecting more.”
The farmgirl’s hands lifted, touching the side of her shaft experimentally before recoiling. Her hands hovered for a second, then one hand lay against her stomach, the other touching the underside of her breast, before pulling away again, her lips pulling tight. She growled in frustration, and finally placed her hands on top of her head, lacing her fingers together. “Dang it! My hands don’t seem to know where they belong anymore!”
“Nat?” Millie probed experimentally.
“Uh huh?” the nude figure before her replied.
Sophie and Bella both gaped in surprise, though the milkmaid was quick to recover, rolling her shoulders and nodding to her own thoughts.
“If you could clarify for us, please,” Millie continued, “to whom am I speaking?”
“Hm?” Daisy opened an eye. “What do you mean? Me?”
“If you could just state your name, please.”
“Daisy.”
Millie nodded slowly, considering the implications. “And how did you spend yesterday?”
“Planting, mostly. Should be today, too, if I’m being honest, but when Sophie told me what happened, I knew I had to come see for myself.” She chuckled. “Maybe I shoulda stayed home.” The male member between her legs, Millie noted, was slowly shortening.
“And what about going to see Sophie out in the field upstream?” She waved her arm in that direction, trying to be casual and conversational.
Daisy stared up at the ceiling dreamily. “Aww, yeah. That was something else, wasn’t it? I wonder why I didn’t…”
“And then what happened?”
“Sophie tricked me, and we took a dip together in the river. It was to…” her smile faded to confusion. “Aww, geez, I wasn’t even there for that, was I?” She looked nervously to Millie for guidance.
Millie nodded. “Well, Daisy wasn’t. That’s Nat’s memory of yesterday.”
“And it seems right now, you’re both.” Bella murmured thoughtfully. “But more Daisy than Nat?”
“What does that mean?” Daisy grumbled.
“Well, you’ve been answering everything like Daisy would,” Sophie clarified. She laid a comforting hand on her girlfriend’s thigh. “Except when Millie asks something about Nat.” Her eyes flicked down to the other woman’s lap, where the penis had surged back up at her touch, and quickly back to her eyes, blushing slightly with a soft smile.
Bella quickly turned her back, but her grin was huge.
“Well, I’ll be.” Daisy rubbed the side of her head. “I guess I am Daisy and Nat.” She frowned. Was she being thoughtful or uncomfortable? Maybe a bit of both? She knew how to end it at any time, though.
“How does that feel?” Millie decided to investigate.
“I dunno. I can’t say it feels like anything. I didn’t even notice I was saying anything weird until you all pointed it out.” Daisy’s eyes turned to Millie inquisitively. “But you would know, wouldn’t you? It’s the biggest thing I… you… someone was thinking about when this happened yesterday.” She chuckled, a welcome relief to the witch. “I never would have thought of it before, but from where I’m sitting, it’s easy to see why someone would want to get into your head.”
Millie stared at her, face starting to heat. Her head? What about her-
“What about his skills?” Bella suggested.
“Good question.” Millie fell back into the more relevant line of thought. “Daisy and Nat are both farmers, though. Is there anything he’d know that she wouldn’t?”
“A specific crop, maybe?” Sophie suggested. “Nat,” she led, “When do you plant carrots?”
Daisy closed her eyes and shrugged. “When dad tells me to.”
The other women exchanged looks of surprise.
“When do you harvest carrots?” Millie pursued.
“When dad tells me to.”
“Where do you put the carrots, to store them?”
“Where dad tells me to put them.”
Millie again looked to the other women. Sophie seemed about as horrified as she was. Bella was suppressing a laugh.
The noblewoman cleared her throat, and smiled apologetically. “Millie, would you join me outside for just a moment?” She turned and stepped quickly to the door.
As Millie followed her, she heard Daisy remark behind her “So, now that we’re alone…”
The door was barely closed before Bella turned to Millie, leaning in close in a frantic half-whisper. “That’s it?!”
Nervously, Millie tried to get the door to seal a little better, to block the sound, and whispered back. “It’s unbelievable!”
“I mean, I guess we always kind of knew, but... The man has seriously, genuinely, never had a thought in his life that wasn’t about sex, has he?!” Bella squealed through her whisper, rolling it on into a giggle.
Millie grimaced and looked back toward the voices still inside. “That’s kind of horrifying, though, isn’t it?”
Bella laughed. “Oh, I don’t know. I guess? Maybe I shouldn’t laugh. But it doesn’t seem to be doing him much harm, is it? It’s just the way he is. Kind of ruins the idea of trying this with other men, though.”
“Just as well!” Millie laughed nervously. “No need to introduce witchcraft to anyone else!”
“Oh, don’t you worry, dear.” Bella reassured her. “I wouldn’t have asked anything of you until I was in a better position to protect you!”
The witch smirked sarcastically. “Thanks. Glad I have a friend like you.”
“The word is ‘honored’, dear.” Bella ribbed back.
As the two re-entered the hut, Daisy was humming to herself, leaning back with her eyes closed. The penis between her legs lay small and limp. “Need anything else?” she asked curtly.
Sophie gave a smile, and a little wave before folding her hands in her lap.
A little guilt touched Millie’s heart. For sure, they had enthusiastically wanted to participate in magical experiments, but clearly, they were both uncomfortable. “No. Thank you so much for your help.”
“All right. It’s your turn with this, then.”
“Yes, of course. This might be a good opportunity, in fact.” She began to lift her dress off. “Try to make the transfer quickly, while it’s still flaccid.”
”Shearsnick.” she heard Daisy say, then felt fingers around her… balls, quickly leaving them.
A wave of relief washed over Millie. As she dropped her dress to the floor, she wondered at the lack of impact. It’s true, she hadn’t been prepared for Daisy to transfer Nat quite so quickly, but there hadn’t been anything to brace for this time, or anything from Nat’s mind at all, had there?
She went over the last few seconds again. Daisy wanted to hand Nat over. She said to make it quick. She took off her dress. Before she finished, Daisy put him on her. Then she started thinking about it. “That’s strange. I’m pretty sure I just experienced an uninterrupted stream of consciousness.”
Daisy stared at her in confusion. “What does that mean?”
“Well, the first time, I seemed to completely forget what I was doing, and the effect was… a little dramatic when I put him on you. Just now, though, it’s almost like nothing happened.”
“Maybe you have to wake him up, first?” Sophie suggested.
Millie nodded. “No change in thought because Nat wasn’t… active? So I’m not ‘thinking with my penis’ right now.”
Bella chimed in, “Might I, ahem, get a closer look?” Her face turned slightly red at the suggestion.
“Uhhh… Su-sure!” Millie stammered, caught off-guard by the request. She forced herself to stare straight ahead as Bella stepped up and knelt down. It was just intellectual curiosity, right? Bella wasn’t interested in women, or Nat. Was she? A tingle of excitement washed over her, and quickly, her dick raised. What? No! She closed her eyes, her face burning furiously with embarrassment. Her face is so close, though! Think about anything else!
“Oh?” That soft, melodious voice giggled. “Someone’s a little excited.”
“Sorry! I-I…”
“Oh, relax.” Bella’s voice was moving. How close was she inspecting her? She could feel her warm breath against her groin “I am being a bit forward. Speaking of which, is it all right if I touch you?”
There is nothing that would please me more! “Sure.” Mille managed, nearly choking as she did. She swallowed hard on her nerves. “Go ahead,” she followed up steadily, hoping to reassure everyone she still had self-control.
“Go easy on her, now,” Daisy joked. “She’s new at this.”
Fingers touched the side of her shaft, near the base, and she shuddered. Such a light, delicate touch! Grab it! she wished. Seize it hard and pump it!
The fingers moved to the ring, pushing it back. “Amazing. Your skin is ever so slightly lighter than his. I can actually see where your bodies meet.”
Curiously, Millie opened one eye and bent over to look at herself.
Bella slipped her fingers behind the ring. The witch’s heart froze as she felt the ring slip around her scrotum. Her hand snapped to Bella’s wrist, eliciting a startled gasp.
“Overnight.” Millie squeaked out. “The ring has to stay on overnight.”
Her heart sank as she stared at the ring inches past the tip of her dick.