Rosa and the Giant Cock

"OH! OH! Nnn. Nnn."

Rydia loved that sound. It was the sound of Halloween, that one special night of the year when the eidolons moved to the Blue Planet's surface and roamed among humans in costume. The powers that forced those eidolons to spend their time in the Feymarch until she called upon them thinned. With it, her summoner powers reached their absolute peak. She could have anything she wanted. Anything. And with a little sorcery, cunning and skill, she got exactly that.

Rosa Farrell. The fruits of Rydia's labor bounced on Titan's massive dick, Rosa's joyous cries attracting every sober eye to the center of town. The musclebound giant held her legs, not from any risk the white mage would try to escape - it knew how much the blonde loved his every thrust - but to keep from splitting her in two.

Under the warm torchlight, Rosa positively glowed. A slick sheen of sex glistened on her pale skin. Her spicy pumpkin scent struggled to mask the odor of human and monster spunk fuming off white splotches on her costume and clumps in her normally shiny golden hair.

Normally, because tonight it had the color of cheap straw. It completed her look. Her jack-o'-lantern earrings tinkled their little bells, while jack-o'-lantern piercings dangled from her nipples poking out the jack-o'-lantern noses of her bikini top cups. Past her smooth bare belly, her bright orange panties flashed like a fiery beacon in the night. The message was clear: Come. See. Fuck. Watch as Baron's latest queen took Titan's massive girth from tip to base, came, and moved on to the next man or beast eager for a turn.

Of course, Rosa had no way to tell whether the green skin and yellow feathers were real or fake. The haze of bliss she felt as each cock found its mark turned all her thoughts into a sex-crazed blur. Every mate could be a chocobo, or a Bomb, or one of the fresh-faced Red Wings recruits. Disguises ensured none would know who among them aided in making Rosa the sticky, sweaty mess they would find in the morning.

Rydia needed no disguise. As a summoner and a black mage, she had powers none of this kingdom's casters could imagine. One of these powers allowed Rydia to approach Titan without the brute attacking her. Instead, Titan snorted and watched Rydia lightly tug one of Rosa's piercings.

"Hey Rosa, I hear you've fucked half the town. Are you proud?"

"OH! YES! Yes I am! This is the best night of my life!"

Rosa's answer came out jerky, but the summoner couldn't blame her. It had to be hard to speak at all when the pleasure left Rosa rubbing her own cheeks in a fit of pure ecstasy. Rydia reached down at the string running from Rosa's jack-o'-lantern buckle to the back of her belt. Four. Four full orange condoms hung where green and fuchsia beads once did in Rosa's original attire. Two empty ones waited for the white mage turned slutty pumpkin to find the right mate and fill them.

Trick or treat. The game was simple back in the old days, the days Rydia read about in the Feymarch library. Every Halloween, the pumpkin slut scoured the earth, turning tricks and taking 'treats' as she went along. Then, one day, she vanished. No records remained of what happened to her, or even her name. The only part of her left in this world was the emblem she used to charm young men and recruit young women for her deeds... which now hung around Rosa's neck.

Rydia stroked the pendant and quivered when a spike of its power lit her green eyes orange. The legendary relic from the Feymarch itself was a true prize worthy of any royal collection. Of course, it wasn't Rydia's fault if she "forgot" to tell her friend about its curse, or if Rosa decided not to ask her before clipping it on that evening.

Imbued with a renewed sense of wicked delight, the summoner reached up and removed the last remnant of Rosa's pride: her crown. Rosa's crown. The pearls and bright red gemstone sparkled as Rydia placed it on her own head. She could already feel the class and nobility that came with wearing such a prized symbol of Baronian favor wash over her.

"You don't mind if I take this for myself, do you? It's not like you'll be allowed to wear it again after tonight."

Without her pauldrons or cape, everyone could see Rosa's shoulders slump when she let loose a hot sigh. Limp and dripping, the white mage slipped down Titan's shaft as the beast's hips stopped and her belly bulged from a womb full of eidolon spunk. Her head drooped, but remained just high enough for Rydia to watch as Rosa's new crown of green vines with a small pumpkin at its center grew across her forehead.

The transformation was complete. Huffing and spent, the pumpkin slut groaned when Titan pulled her off his cock and dropped her. Every tired inch of flesh shivered in post-coital joy while her mate stomped off for new territory. She tried to get up, grunted, collapsed, while a pool of Titan's seed stained her torn black nylons.

"Wow, Titan wore you out, huh? Don't worry. I brought an X-Potion."

Rydia dug around inside her cleavage until she pulled out the blue bottle. One delicate sprinkle of the potion across Rosa's body, and the white mage lumbered to her feet. With a smutty smile on her lips, hands rubbing across her pierced tits and cum dripping down her legs, Rosa showed all the signs of a woman ready and eager for her next match.

Rydia obliged with a snap of her fingers. In a second, a small imp in a green tunic and hat appeared beside them, looking up at Rosa with lust in its eyes.

Rosa beamed. "Thanks Rydia!"

"Not a problem, Miss Farrell. Be sure to show this imp a good time, your king and queen expect you to perform at your best."

Queen for the night, at least. Come dawn, these powers would wane, the eidolons would return to their underground homeland, and everyone would snap to their senses with one very big memory gap where a certain green-haired summoner should have been.

As Rydia left the pair to themselves, a rip of clothes and moans of wanton lust assured her the pumpkin slut would not disappoint. She caught a glimpse of a lone man further down the road, waiting for her with long silver hair and glowing orange eyes.