Jonathan descended the winding stone steps into the laboratory beneath the Dread Tower. The air grew cooler and damper with each step, carrying a peculiar mix of earthy and chemical scents. He found Painsley hunched over a workbench as she examined some sort of viscous fluid in a glass vial.

"Hey there, 'daddy' dearest." Painsley cackled without looking up. "How's the family life treating you?"

Jonathan groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. "So you heard."

"I did, and it's fucking hilarious." She finally turned to face him, grinning wickedly. "Two little purple goblin rugrats running around calling you papa. Who would've thought?"

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up." He walked over to examine the large glass tank that dominated one corner of the lab. Inside, the mass of writhing tentacles lazily bathed in mist. "How's your research going?"

"Pretty damn well, actually." Painsley hopped off her stool and joined him by the tank. "The secretions from this bad boy are amazing fertilizer. Been sending batches to Dormik, their crop yields are going to be through the fucking roof."

"That's actually really practical." Jonathan raised an eyebrow, impressed.

"What, did you think I was just down here getting tentacle-fucked all day?" She paused, then shrugged. "I mean, you wouldn't be wrong, but I'm a multitasker."

Jonathan chuckled, shaking his head. Painsley's bluntness was always refreshing, if a bit jarring.

"Problem is." Painsley continued, poking at the glass, "I'm getting bored. Haven't found any new creatures to tame around here lately. The woods are pretty picked clean, and most of what's left is just normal wildlife." She sighed dramatically. "A girl's got needs, you know?"

"Sorry to hear that." Jonathan tried to sound sympathetic while suppressing a smirk.

Painsley turned to face him, her expression suddenly thoughtful. She looked him up and down with an appraising eye that made him slightly nervous.

"You know..." she said slowly, a mischievous glint in her eye. "There is one cock around here I haven't tried yet."

Jonathan blinked. "Wait, what?"

"Oh come on, don't act surprised." She stepped closer, pressing a finger to his chest. "I've been curious about that magic dick of yours lately. Saikhi, Talitha, and even Yianna make out like your cock is the best thing since sliced bread." She licked her lips. "I think I'm ready to generously offer you a taste of this premium faen pussy."

"Generous of you." Jonathan said dryly, though his pulse had quickened.

"Isn't it though?" Painsley's hand trailed lower, making him inhale sharply. "Besides, I want to see what all the fuss is about. Whether you're worth all the trouble these other girls go through."

She pressed herself against him, her petite form radiating heat. "So what do you say? Want to help a girl scratch an itch?"

"I thought your pussy was for 'monster cock only'?" Jonathan teased.

"I think I will make an exception for magical cock." Painsley grinned.

Painsley's small hand slipped into Jonathan's pants and wrapped around his shaft. The instant her fingers made contact, her eyes went wide and her legs trembled. His arousal power surged through her, making her gasp.

"Holy fuck." she moaned, her grip tightening. "No wonder they're all addicted to you."

Jonathan's cock throbbed in her grasp as she stroked him. Her other hand fumbled with the zipper of her leotard, practically tearing it open in her desperation. She shoved him back against the workbench, sending vials clattering.

"Need it." she panted, yanking his pants down. "Need your cock right fucking now."

Her elastic pussy, able to take in all shapes and sizes, proved useful as she impaled herself on him in one swift motion. They both groaned as she took him to the hilt. Her inner walls clenched around him, impossibly tight despite her power.

"Fuck yes." she hissed, rolling her hips. "Better than any monster."

She rode him like a woman possessed, her petite body bouncing frantically on his shaft. Her orange hair whipped around her face as she threw her head back, crying out with each thrust. The workbench creaked beneath them.

"More." she demanded, clawing at his chest. "Give me more of that power."

Jonathan gripped her hips and thrust up into her, making her squeal. Her pussy stretched and squeezed around him, milking his cock with inhuman skill. Every time his power pulsed through her, she shuddered with fresh waves of pleasure.

"Gonna cum." she gasped after only a few minutes of frenzied fucking. "Gonna cum so hard on your magical dick." Her climax hit like a thunderbolt. She screamed, her whole body convulsing as her pussy clamped down.

The force of Painsley's orgasm nearly knocked her off balance, but Jonathan caught her. Without missing a beat, he spun her around and bent her over the workbench. Her leotard had been pushed aside, leaving her ass exposed and her dripping pussy on display.

"Fuck me." she begged, wiggling her hips. "Need more of that cock."

Jonathan slammed back into her, making her yelp. Her tiny pussy stretched to accommodate him perfectly, gripping him like a velvet vice. Each thrust sent waves of his power coursing through her small frame.

"So fucking good." she babbled, drooling onto the workbench. "Better than anything."

Her words dissolved into incoherent moans as Jonathan picked up the pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the laboratory. Behind them, the tentacle creature in the tank writhed more actively, as if excited by the display.

"Look at you." Jonathan grunted, spanking her ass. "The monster fucker, getting dick drunk on human cock."

"Can't help it." Painsley gasped between thrusts. "Your power... your cock... making me crazy."

She pushed back to meet his thrusts, desperate for more. Her pointed ears twitched with each impact. Jonathan grabbed a fistful of her orange hair, pulling her head back. The new angle made her squeal.

"Another one." she panted. "Gonna cum again. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!"

Her second orgasm was even more intense than the first. Her pussy spasmed around Jonathan's cock as she howled in pleasure. Her legs gave out completely, and only his grip on her hips kept her upright.

But Jonathan wasn't done. He flipped her over onto her back, sending more vials crashing to the floor. Painsley's eyes were glazed over with lust as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders. Her flexibility allowed him to fold her nearly in half as he drove into her again.

"More." she pleaded, her small tits bouncing with each thrust. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop."

Her pussy continued to massage his cock perfectly, adapting to provide the ideal amount of pressure. Combined with the constant feedback loop of his arousal power, it was driving them both mad with pleasure.

"Such a good cock." Painsley moaned deliriously. "Such good fucking magic. No wonder everyone wants you. No wonder they all... ah... all need you."

She came a third time, her whole body shaking. The force of her orgasm finally pushed Jonathan over the edge. He buried himself to the hilt as his cock erupted inside her. The instant his cum touched her inner walls, Painsley's eyes rolled back and she passed out cold.

When Painsley awoke, she found herself lying on one of the laboratory's wooden chairs, her leotard already zipped back up. The floor had been swept clean of broken glass, and the scattered vials were organized neatly on a nearby shelf.

"Welcome back to the land of the living." Jonathan smirked from where he was wiping down the workbench.

"Fuck me." Painsley groaned, stretching. Her thighs trembled slightly. "That was intense."

"Yeah, the knockout effect tends to surprise people the first time."

"No kidding." She ran a hand through her messy hair. "Thanks for cleaning up my mess. Didn't expect your dick to make me lose control like that."

"Don't mention it." Jonathan shrugged. "Seemed like the least I could do after, well, you know."

"After you fucked my brains out?" Painsley grinned wickedly. "Yeah, I'd say we're even now. Though I might need another demonstration of that power sometime. Actually, how about now? Is now good?"

Painsley lunged forward before Jonathan could respond, her small hands already working at his pants. She dropped to her knees, her pointed ears twitching with excitement as she freed his cock.

"Let's get you ready for round two." She grinned up at him before wrapping her lips around his shaft. The instant her mouth made contact, she moaned around him, his power surging through her once again.

Jonathan gripped the edge of the workbench as Painsley's skilled tongue went to work. She took him deeper with each bob of her head. Her hands gripped his thighs as she worked him back to full hardness with enthusiastic determination.

"Fuck, you're good at this." Jonathan groaned.

Painsley pulled back with a wet pop, licking her lips. "Monster cocks have taught me a thing or two." She stroked him firmly. "Now I want to ride this magic dick again."

She stood and unzipped her leotard once more, letting it fall open. Without ceremony, she pushed Jonathan onto the chair and straddled him. Her elastic pussy stretched around him once again as she sank down.

"Much better." She purred, rolling her hips. "Now where were we? That's right, I want to OD on your dick."