That feel when you had such rough burnout that you're updating a Valentine's Day story in April.

Ash found himself in quite the position on this February 13th going on the 14th – without much involvement from him, he had caused Athena and Mignon to tumble each other into the spell and basically start spit-swapping on his bed.

For the past year, he was more than satisfied with simply handling one babe, especially a babe with quite the career and popularity behind her – but it was only now that he realized three's a crowd, even if it was someone as expendable or outright stupid as Mignon. Speaking of, something on the inside was telling him that the pink-haired bimbo's intertwining into the stone business may have created some use for her...

'Bout time to make a move now...

He started to reach out for the stone, allowing his suaveness to naturally do the rest of the work... "Ladies, ladies, please... don't leave a guy ou—"

"Grrr~!"

A feisty snarl gritted past Mignon's teeth as she suddenly yanked the co-grappled stone away from Ash's grasp, startling the Frenchie as she leaned herself upwards against Athena in an enclosing clutch.

"Not a chance, perv; she's all Mignon's!" She was within kissing range of Athena's neck now, and the overwhelming lust within the stone made it clear she was willing to give the Psycho Soldier as many hickeys as the stone powered her to.

Fucking hell – the stone may have done away with the hissy fit the pinkette ravaged upon Ash, but he felt he shouldn't have been surprised that the bitchy attitude and the slight vendetta was still there in spirit. Though it was more in regards to her calling dibs than anything else.

He soon glanced over to the purple-haired lovely on top of the action... "Athena...?"

Athena hummed, eyes closed and enhanced hormones prepped to run wild. "Mmmm... she's not completely wrong..."

Ash deflated slightly once the idea of the threesome started to rattle out of prime focus in his head... In hindsight, he could've made sure he had some sort of contact with the stone if he knew it would result in this odd couple forming up against their own better (non-spellbound) judgment. As far as he was expecting, it was only a matter of time before it would devolve into one of those good ol' lesbian porn sessions... something he felt he would want to get in on before it was too late..

For now, he was leaving things to the girl he knew and fucked plenty of times, and what could probably be considered her former 'rival' soon enough, if things panned out the same way they did on the last Valentine's Day...

…

That stone glowed with a continued influence on the motivation of its co-holders... it had become the second Valentine's Day in a row where it took center stage in the creation of an odd couple. If it continued to remain in the hands of those such as Ash or Athena, it probably wouldn't be the last, either.

Blushing like a wavering sun-ray of red, Mignon took a moment to break away, spittle trailing off from the kiss as her eye contact persisted with her fellow lady.

"Mmmnhh... my gosh... why is it that Mignon keeps getting lost in your eyes...?" Among the first few expected questions to come from a love-struck and confused mind having been infected for the first time.

Athena shrugged. "Don't know, don't care... all I know is, I think I might enjoy this..." Even to this one-year milestone of the moment she first made contact with the stone, the Psycho Soldier still hadn't known fully the capabilities – and she knew even less once she was struck by the love-bug buried within it.

Even though it had been just minutes before that the stone had worked its magic, Athena was already at peak heat; she was already doing away with clothing, starting from her upper body... "Already getting hot in here... it's not just me, right?"

"Probably not for long..." purred an intrigued Mignon, watching as Athena did away with her schoolgirl's scarf, the central-hanging purple orb hooked through in the middle looking almost as lovely as the stone the girls clutched altogether.

Slowly succumbing to the drops of sweat gradually forming, Athena started to consider doing away with her shirt as well, but she didn't quite want to let go of the stone.

Mignon didn't want to let go, either.

And so they instead held each other tighter and tighter, as though to silently say to each other, 'let's risk our clothes and get sweaty together'. There was no damns to give when it came to artificial love.

Of the two in this melding of tender bodies, open against their better judgment to love and perhaps further beyond, Athena was probably the more welcoming to the other's body – especially with the top two largest assets belonging to it.

"Holy crap, Mignon~" Athena shuddered with fascination as she squeezed herself closer to the chest of her stone-bound love-making partner "How do you get by, having bigger boobs than me?"

Mignon whimpered beneath the pressure pushing upon her bosom as Athena nuzzled central to the bounciness. "Pardon?"

Athena quickly gave up on expressing with words the jealous and wanting in her mind over the chest of her pinkette partner, covered with layers of clothing that needed to go away; this overwhelming lust meant she was a lot more vulnerable to this impromptu boob-comparing session, and she simply couldn't go on for much longer while her eyes – embedded continuously with the pink glow of injected romance – observed as close as she could upon the extravagant mounds of the other.

Athena started to pull herself away, tightening her grip on the stone all the while. She opened her mouth and took a latch upon one of the loops of the cute bowtie, in the open space between Mignon's collar. Just one piece of clothing out of many, in the way of her charmed mission, as she reeled herself back and upwards, teeth gnashing on the little red fabric as it unlooped and left from beneath Mignon's neck.

Mignon gasped with surprised delight, "Oh my-my~" Something deep within her, the better judgment buried underneath by all the utter love flowing through her veins, told her to act against what the Psycho Soldier was doing to her. However, it was too quiet to count, before becoming pretty much silent again once she handled the stone a little more enthusiastically.

"P'tooh~!" Athena spat the loosened bowtie away from between her teeth. "We won't need that where I'm going..." She again reached in, and with one hand latched against the top-layer vest of Mignon's attire, tearing it outwards one side before another, until the beady black buttons plopped away and fully opened it.

Athena was grabbing for the fringed undershirt as soon as the opening was wide for her, immediately revealing more skin upon her partner as she was welcomed with a lightly-frilled bra that allured with its dark purple color. She was continuing to drool over the sight, though that may have been helped by the untied bow leaving her mouth in a spit-out, taking some excess saliva along past her lips.

"Nnngh, just ravage me already~!" begged Mignon, her overtaken pink eyes glowing with a dream. She could feel already sliding her hands underneath the bra, the Psycho Soldier having two palmfuls of hardened nipples as she quickly flipped upwards the cups of the undergarments and tore it away – who needs to unhook a bra anyways, when you're as devoted (under these circumstances at least) as Athena?

"My god, Mignon..." moaned Athena. "If I had a penis… I swear, I'd slide them nicely between your tits, and fuck them as if my life depended on it!" As she straddled over Mignon's chest, she thrusted forwards against the underside of the witch's flopping boobs, bouncing them upwards, as though to mimic the act that she wished she could do upon another.

Mignon continued to whimper, her fuel of utter lust countered by a growing uncomfortability that her body wasn't yet prepared for. "Oh wow~ this doesn't seem like you, Asamiya..."

"I can't help it~! It's the stone – it really brings a monster out of me sometimes!" A year with a meal ticket for a hot dicking whenever really helps a girl learn – and it (un)fortunately was but a a part of the problem Athena initially came here to fix... until now, at least.

Now she was grinding atop Mignon's body, groping onto the pinkette's breasts with all of her might as she bounced excitedly, shaking the bed ever so slightly more with the increase in her moanful needs. "Mmmm, I'm so wet right now..." So much so that she was basically leaving a little snail trail of 'excitement' up and down on the lower-end of Mignon's undershirt.

The witch knew she had to wrangle the sexual energy of the goddess-named superstar – the dirty thoughts built into her own head, thanks to the stone she kept herself so attached to, sought competition within the overbearing partner...

Slowly doing away with her gloves by biting into the fingertips and slowly extracting her hand from beneath the silky material, Mignon shook away the sweat she was dealing over her nervous palms and entrapped fingers. Again, the pink in her eyes refreshed its glow once she got back to holding onto the stone that Athena briefly left behind to play with something fluffier and fuller.

If Asamiya was going to be so clingy, then it was up to Beart to find something to cling onto on her own accord. The closest she could handle on Athena, without seeming redundant by grabbing for tits like her Psycho Soldier 'sex partner?', was her legs. Once there, the realization kicked in with a wash of renewed blush on Mignon's face...

She never knew until she was enticed to try, but Athena had some rockin' thighs!

Mignon gasped in surprise under the smoothness of it all – such great skin could make any inferior quite jealous! It was with luck that the power of the rune she was attracted under, helped to tuck every other emotion beneath desire.

The witch had an always-moving mind, gears running with ideas that were consisted 90% of the absolutely absurd. One could imagine what she was thinking of now was not going to be that different from the 'absurd' end of her brain's idea pile.

"Mignon just got the weirdest idea."

"Yeah, babe?" Athena's glowing, entranced eyes stared with attention ahead. "C'mon, I'm all ears..."

"Crunch my boobs in your legs."

The exact sentence of Mignon's request was probably the first time it was spoken aloud, in recorded human history.

"Hmm... if that's what you want... I guess I'm gonna try my best...!" Oddly enough, at the end of her thought process, Athena didn't see much to complain about.

The positioning between the two was going to have to be close to exact to fulfill what was wanted of this 'boob-crunching' maneuver that Mignon wanted out of the bodacious legs of Athena. Athena had to sit outwards with her legs pointing out at Mignon's shoulders (all while trying to avoid accidentally kicking her), rotating in the correct way so that when she had the chance to bend her knees, they'd contract on opposite ends of Mignon's ample chest and give the squeeze of the lifetime.

Mignon needed to do a lot less for things to work, as she just had to keep a hold on Athena through contact with the stone and adjust her wrist-work when necessary, to help the Psycho Soldier's balance on top. Who would've figured you'd have to do quite some work for the most weirdly pleasurable ideas? At least they could be able to give Ash quite the show while he was busy being left out of the starting minutes of hot action...

Athena let her legs bend in naturally, pretty much leg-hugging her confidant's chest, and for a moment, she was fully understanding the deep feeling in Mignon's request.

If it was ever possible to break a tit like one would break a bone, it wouldn't seem out of the realm for Athena to be capable of such a feat – and from the feeling of the clinch, the pressure she was willing to put upon this would've made it possible with anything that wasn't bouncy, boneless boobs.

Athena straddled the sizable pair carried by her nervous pinkette partner with an attempt to balance. "Make sure to tell me when you're feeling too uncomfortable there, Mignon. These may not pop like balloons, but I'm sure something might burst regardless, if we're not too careful... even if it does feel nice..." She continued to savor what was wedged between her smooth legs, as the titties of the other girl bulged through in between...

"Mmmnnhh... I'll power through it..." Mignon assured, with a slight half-squint in her expression as she felt a bit of a rush in her blood going straight into her chest. All the while, though, she still had the stone partially in her clutches, squeezed on occasion to refresh her motivation.

Athena giggled smugly, her addiction-fueling desire presenting that less-precious side. "I mean, you are a first-timer with this; trust me, I can tell." She clinched even tighter.

"Aaah~!" yelped Mignon.

"And I can sense it," Athena added.

Mignon winced as a nervous spring of tensity again sprung from the pressure against her breasts – almost like a giant pair of pliers tightened on her. However, she was carrying quite the effort holding back most of what she was enduring from passing her teeth and lips. What she was unable to carry, on the other hand, was the reminder of what she initially came here for, which was a lot more self-satisfactory and less... well, what it turned into.

This visit, she didn't realize, came abreast of sensual frustration that was being unleashed against her best judgment. You wouldn't expect purity out of what you'd consider a typical witch – and considering that did not at all describe Mignon, it was safe to say all bets were way off in this moment.

Fusing and bouncing around beneath the Psycho Soldier's tough legs, She whimpered, in a way almost entailing a hope for 'mercy'...

"Kheeee~!"

…

Then.

Suddenly.

Milk.

Almost looking like gallons' worth across the sky, squeezing out through Mignon's nipples in a thin but high-reaching, ceiling touching spray in a way that was like a condiment bottle being met with a crushing pressure.

Athena's thigh-grasp didn't get any looser from there, continuing to hold position as her legs squeezed Mignon's boobs in on themselves even through the milky climax of this surreal position –and she was doing nothing else but enjoying the milk-rain coming down. No complaints generated through the power of the stone as she looked up at it and stuck her tongue out to catch whatever came down close to her, like snowflakes. White but liquidy snowflakes.

On the other point of view: for once, after a matter of minutes watching the wild and entranced women, Ash was able to find input – or it at least seemed like he possibly could if it wasn't for his baffled, almost speechless expression at the immense milking having just happened in front of him

"Did you... just... lactate?"

Panting with a pulsating tongue, her bosom already exhausted, Mignon turned towards the French voyeur. "Haaahh... Mignon feels so... so drained..."

Keeping the climactic outcome to Athena's legwork in mind (on top of having more experience with the Psycho Soldier's legs overall compared to Mignon), Ash grew into speechlessness as his dirty thoughts circled harder. What he saw in the white-dirtied Athena and Mignon as they laid on top of one another like they did, was something that penetrated his mind further the longer he looked at it.

It almost looked like a look ahead to his future in this unique situation – except replace the spread-out breast milk with... well, there was a reason why Ash's sex drive was noticeably throbbing its way even further into prominence, beneath his pants.

He absoultely wanted it – now more than ever.

If it was going to result in such intriguing scenarios such as that rain of titty milk...?

"Fuck it," he eventually muttered under breath. "It's the only chance I'll probably get anyways..."

Then he lunged forward from the side of the bedroom and smacked his hand down on top of the hands of his 'cohorts'.

On the first attempt towards the stone, he was rejected by the clinginess of Mignon's injected love towards – but this time, once he snuck his hand onto a share of the stone, she didn't have a choice but to let him in.

Athena was the first to catch her glance upon Ash's returning presence, smiling to her year-long suitor with a growingly lustful smile opening her jaw and her light-catching teeth to his sights. A familiar sight by this point for her, for absolute certain.

"I'll be at your control, darling – just give the words." The purple-haired idol committed to her words, continuing to be deep into the spell with a feeling of addiction that she was, in the deepest of thoughts, trying to get away from. Not quite yet, however...

On the other hand, there was maybe a few milliseconds Mignon had, restraining with what energy she still carried before the stone yanked her focus to a new sight, like an invisible 'chain' around her 'collar'.

This time around, however, Mignon was partaking in this party with 'full-hearted' thoughts towards Ash. "M-me too! Those freckles... they're so... so lickable!"

Ash's grin budged a little. He was thinking, "Lickable, eh? Well that's a first..."

That comment may have weirded him out a slight bit, but the confidence in his body and the tent pinched in his trousers stayed on the right track. "Give it time, sweeties – it's a matter of time before we make all our wishes come true tonight..." His hand then crept over the hands of the ladies as he helped bring them even closer to him – as much as he could as he leaned himself against the side of the bed, while the lust-controlled duet continued to get ever closer to him.

"Hmm... maybe, just maybe..." Even before completing his next thoughts, Ash was already reaching down lower on himself, towards the zipper of his pants...

Right now, all Athena and Mignon wanted to do was lay and watch what came next – as it turned out, what came sliding beneath in the gap between the ladies' grasping palms and the stone was a willing, throbbing penis inching as far out as it could go within the position of its owner.

Generally inexperienced, Mignon stared at the beckoning penis inches from her, with a brighter sense of fascination than her more career-successful counterpart. As for Athena, she was licking her lips in anticipation, having felt the warm length of Ash's oddness between them many times in the past year. She was just imagining the possibilities that could go around in this odd threesome about to enact quite the nastiness in the Valentines' midnight hour...

On the other hand, Ash was feeling a warmth of his own, one much more vibrant than he initially imagined – that being one that the glowing stone brought directly onto his crotch. Vibrating and heating so subtly with the contact made against his shaft, he already felt the sensual pressure pressing down on him.

"Oh god..."

He was more than well suited to a sensitive touch, but it was usually with the use of his hands or the orifices of his 'beloved' Athena – but all the stone was doing now was building up his urges to a critical mass, and the two ladies eagerly waiting orders over what to do with his little piece didn't help, either.

He could pull through, though, waiting on for the hard throbs of his loins to calm...

…

Throb...

…

Throb...

…

Spurt~!

"Ugh, merde..." Ash let out a moan that was one third pathetic, two thirds frustrated, as his cock suddenly succumbed to the heat of the stone's direct contact, and started to unload in thick but short-ranged spurts.

Within the first glimpse of white drops rising from the cock of her effeminate 'boyfriend', Athena's tongue stuck back out (still visibly showing residue of the lactate rain) beneath where the cock angled out. Lucky for her lust-fueled mind, she didn't quite have competition in the way of things as Mignon simply observed, taking upon this as a new experience – both with the slowly-spilling cum and the tongue-out method of catching the cum, that the purple-head alongside her was using.

"Mmm..." Athena's hum of satisfaction with the gooey cum resting in her mouth was almost interrupted by a snort of a chuckle. "Good effort there, tiger..."

"Urgh..." Ash sighed, attempting to hide the shame of his premature effort behind that eye-covering fluff of hair, "Remind me to be careful putting that stone there..."

"I dunno – to me, it was only a matter of time before you tried it..."

"Pardon?"

Athena's glowing pink eyes fluttered as she giggled, feeling up and down the throbbing, slightly softening member before her. "Sometimes, when I have the stone to myself – I end up just thinking of you... and, well... at one point I questioned if I even need to use my hands..."

Ash raised an eyebrow, as he only now started to consider why he didn't think about using the stone for a masturbatory escapade any sooner than how it turned out tonight – nothing about the stone, over the past year, really stuck out to him as a sex toy.

Anyways... the stone wasn't his to hold for much longer, as he and Mignon lost their collective grips on the thing, leaving it solely in Athena's clutches for her to showcase ...

"Turns out when it makes you cum, it really makes you cum." Athena's devious side was really opening up in the aura of lust spreading wide through the room, and what she was willing to do in front of the others proved pretty much boundless.

The Psycho Soldier started to graze the stone against the unclothed skin of her thighs – they continued to look so plumpy, strong, and as it turned out, capable of squeezing milk out of anyone's tits if necessary.

The vapors came across her body, inside and out, in a matter of seconds.

She shivered with excitement, and her eyelids started to lose control... "Even just rubbing it close can make you shudder... Haa~a~a~a~a~..."

As one hand wormed its way around the stone and let it smoothly rub around on her legs, her other hand found itself reaching beneath the coattails of the pinkette witch she was starting to lean against.

Mignon's ears twitched like a cat caught by surprise. "Ohh? Asamiya~?"

Athena leaned in further against Mignon, putting her face against the witch's as she was starting to get near enough to just start whispering in her ear...

"For a girl who doesn't bother with trying to look good, you sure got a good butt on you."

SMACK went the strong palm of Athena upon Mignon's rear, prompting a squeak out of the purr-plexed, cat-like witch. A lot more than a handful, Athena was grasping, unable to feel shame because of how deep in heat she was.

"Screw it – on your back, Mignon. I wanna try something..." Athena promptly shoved her hand forwards on Mignon's rear, using a little bit of pure strength (pure yet unnatural for her stature and size) to flip the pink ditz over on her back.

A little extravagant of an effort, but Mignon complied regardless. "O-of course..."

Though those thoughts of truly putting the love in on those around her swirled in her mind thanks to the stone's influence, it didn't stop Mignon from being nervous around the prospect of it all. She was still only getting over the effort put against her breasts moments ago, so to jump into even more intense stuff seemed a little taxing on her stamina.

The plucky witch stayed where she was – lying on her back, awaiting the next move. She meekly whimpered when the stone dropped near her 'uncharted territory', followed shortly after by Athena throwing herself on top, clinging close from the get-go.

"Don't bother putting any work in yourself," Athena assured. "I got this."

Mignon gulped. "Sure hope so..."

As we again acknowledge the inactive side of these almost-animalistic antics, Ash had backed away from the bed, tending to his half-chubbed member while the last little drops of his cum finished coursing through; something in him felt what he was about to witness next from the entranced ladies was going to help him recharge that hard feeling down there for the next round...

Athena plopped down crotch-first on the stone, further holding it in place right on Mignon's most unmentionable spot – they had an equal share of the light, warm vibrations the rubble gave, and Athena was starting to drool with excitement, almost bouncing as she straddled her 'partner' and went a-ridin' for miles in this escapade like none other.

The most Mignon could find in the analogy to this warm feeling resting on her crotch was 'a microwaved vibrator' – but she was only slightly aware of what a vibrator was and had intention to keep away from further elaboration until she was ready to tackle such topics. Plus, if you were imagining a vibrator in a microwave, depending on what kind was being put in there, you'd probably have half a mind to know it wouldn't end too well for the toaster.

Mignon whimpered, "Feels so weird already..."

"This is a good feeling, Mignon," assured Athena, the bright pink glow in her eyes continuing to flutter behind twitching eyelids, as she considered T-minus ten to twenty seconds before 'liftoff'. "Just let it aaaallllll out..."

"Kyaaaa'!" She let it out, alright – almost as quickly as it was for Ash, Mignon was squirming as she let out an eruptive flood of juice coursing through the nethers onto the stone, the bed, and whatever else was within centimeters of her private area.

"Aaah~! That a' girl, Mignon!" Subduing her own orgasm slightly, Athena fondled Mignon's face with proudness.

Mignon had enough of a lightweight effort in her inexperienced body to tap out right now, and it was more than just how spent she was getting already after two climaxes of completely different, yet similarly juicy, varieties. Much like her innocence, her sexual energy was drained out of its tumorous buildup – but one would doubt her innocence could cause a wide wet stain in the crotch of her leggings.

Athena didn't fight the spell-bent urge to kiss Mignon on the nose for an orgasm well done. "How do you feel?"

"Like I peed myself..." Thankfully, this climax for Mignon didn't leave off a smell or even as big a stain as straight-up pissing yourself would've made.

Athena leaned in and gave another smooch, this time directly on Mignon's lips. "Hmmhmhm... spoken like a virgin, alri-iii~" She cut herself off with a whimper, sensations suddenly wiping through her body like a lusty waterfall.

Smack! A slap on her rear lifted her attention, and a quick fondling on her welcoming slit brought it all the way over for her, as Ash ejected the stone from between the clit-sandwich and sat it carefully on Athena's back while he handled beneath the belt.

Ash prepped to straddle the Psycho Soldier from behind, with intention to finally penetrate some pussy – his penis was twitching back to life, and his fingers had that smooth heat across the tips and nails that allowed him to ease in on the slightly drenched short-shorts that separated him from his prime target. One swift outward swipe started to tear open the undergarments, and by now, Athena was glancing back, her eyes continuing to entail the lust Ash gave her (and continued to give her for about a year now) as she looked ahead for the inevitable penetration.

When Ash thrusted his reinvigorated cock against Athena, he sheathed himself straight to the base behind his precious purple-haired idol – given the past year, it was far from the first time he was given the honor of going full-hilt from second 1 of penetration.

In her spell-addicted, enchanted state, her consent was already given spiritually to Ash, welcoming more with a cooing moan as she let him handle her hair – even pull a bit – while he adjusted himself over her.

Mignon was uncertain what she was going to go through while the only available penis in the transaction was inside someone else at the moment. "W-what comes next for me?"

Ash leaned over, his head peeking past Athena's right shoulder as he looked Mignon straight in the eyes. "Just watch and learn..." His lips met the witch's in an assuring kiss, and he even allowed her to give his pale, freckled face a little bit of a lick, just to give full circle to a previous comment by the bewitched Beart.

If the purity within Mignon's mind was able to break through the cursed lust flooded through her body, she would've probably scampered out a while ago, but no...

Instead, she kept on her words of saying those freckles were 'so lickable'. It still sounded ridiculous, even with the context developed...

Meanwhile...

Elisabeth knew for certain that things between Athena and Ash were being sorted out. At least, that's what she was naturally assuming – Athena's motive was direct in what she wanted from this meeting.

It had been a few minutes since Athena went upstairs, and from there, that was all Betty knew – that was all she felt she needed to know.

For what she knew, things were going well.

What she didn't know was the direction it was going.

Sequels tend to be bigger than the previous work sooooo this will be three chapters as opposed to the first Valentine's Spell's two chapters (unless you count Rex Madison's aftermath fic as an unofficial 'third chapter').