‘My name is Pristine, this is Kyra, Princess Ophealia, Lola, Mallian the water folk, Drock, and Pixie the elf.’ ‘Excuse me, but are you looking...for the lost unicorn?’ asked Freyia. ‘Yes. How’d you know?’ ‘You have the Crystal of Life with you. I’ve read the legend.’ ‘Would you like to come inside? I’m sure you-all are tired and hungry.’ offered Lady Darla. Pristine looked at the others, particularly Pixie and Mallian. Even though they hid it well, Pristine sensed their discomfort around. I used to look forward to these days but I didn't know why, like I was only about five or six an pretty stoopid. Mom was kinda skinny but she had real big chest muscles, Paw calls 'em milk jugs, but they don't look like any milk jug on our table so Paw was wrong I think. First call was to old Mr. Jackson. Paw said he was a cranky old coot but he welcomed me n Mom big time, always smilin' and putting his arm around Mom. "Hello little pecker" he'd say to me as he grabbed me on cock. Mom just. Dave and Peter were sitting side by side on the bed and as I hadn't had a taste of their cocks yet I dropped to my knees in front of them and taking one cock in each hand I began to stroke them. Their cocks were soon bulging at the front of their pantyhose. I say bulging but none of us were particularly huge, Peter was probably the longest at about seven inches, the rest of us about six inches. None of us had gone in for any of that bullshit claiming to have huge cocks, we were all just average. As I sat in my study with the envelope containing the list of challengers who had entered the contest, I felt a thrill to see confirmation that my time had come. I concentrated briefly and moved the letter through the unbroken envelope. My reputation had been built on such delicate manipulations. As a student I had been taught how to slit an envelope magically but the poor teacher had never truly understood magic. Like many wizards they saw it as a means of improving on the actions of.