Chapter 1 – The Potion

SUMMARY - As much as Evie loved dating the others, she was terrified of disappointing them. It was an easy fix though, now that she had some Wonderland Mushrooms at her disposal. A simple potion should be all she needs to fix her confidence problem, except she maybe gets a tiny bit more than she bargained for.

Combine that with a sudden quest to Wonderland to restore the natural balance of magic before everything can fall to pieces, and Evie's got a lot on her plate. And in her pants. It's just all dumb, but somehow Wonderland comes through. It always does :)

Also known as: That time Evie magically gave herself a dick and somehow got the validation and support she needed because of it.

Jay was a happy camper, is all I'm saying.

Notes: The story that follows is dumb. It's just dumb. There will be heartfelt moments and relationship building and angst and addressing wounds that maybe have been ignored for too long, there will just also be a ridiculous amount of absurd intimate situations. I don't really have any apologies for it at this point. My end point is underneath all the chaos, there is a story, so if you'd prefer to skip those intimate moments, you will still get a pretty decent plot. At least, in my super biased opinion, lol.

GENERAL WARNING – Dubious Consent due to magic – There's a lot of magical greenery making people's lives more complicated in this story, which isn't something they're always looking for but they more or less resign themselves to it/aren't traumatized by it.

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Evie was understandably nervous.

With everything that happened – Mal finally returning her feelings and suddenly acquiring five new partners (three of whom she loved, and two she was willing to learn to love, could feel herself slowly falling for), Audrey's drama followed subsequently by Uma and Harry's drama which ended with two polyamorous relationships in the school – it was all a bit hectic. Evie was still getting used to the idea of being allowed the things she wanted – things like being good and being nice and being vulnerable with her partners, but once Mal had put down that barrier between them, she seemed happy to cuddle Evie nonstop.

They all did, to be honest – even Carlos, who Evie had not suspected. After everything Cruella put him through, she wouldn't have been surprised if he avoided personal contact at all costs, but he seemed pleased enough to climb into Jay's lap when he wanted attention, or badger Ben into taking breaks with an excessive amount of cuddles.

It was a good look on him, and Evie was happy for it, truly. She was happy that all of them could have this thing. Chad, she hadn't expected – no one aside from Jay seemed to get that addition, but she could admit he was sweet once he actually started talking. He seemed honored just to hold her hand, and liked discussing books with her, playing chess with her. He was still sort of bashful, but he had a smile that was small and fond and perfect, and Evie knew that it would be a matter of time before she was wrapped around his finger as well, as little as he seemed to acknowledge that.

Ben was inevitable, she thought. Ben had stared at Mal (and keptstaring at Mal) since the moment they arrived in Auradon. Like Evie, he seemed unable to fight the attraction he had towards the half-Fae, drawn in despite his best efforts. The only one who hadn't recognized Ben's adoration was Mal, who had thought herself unworthy of such things. Who had shoved Evie at the prince with a deluge of compliments and open appreciation that still made Evie tremble to this day.

Evie had, quite by chance, stumbled upon a group of people she would willingly fight for. People who loved her as she was – for being kind and clever and talented. They didn't need her to be pretty or perfect, they didn't want her to pretend to be dumb. As far as they were concerned, she was perfect as she was.

Which was unfortunately false.

Because despite officially going public as a group relationship, Evie had never been intimate with any of her partners.

It wasn't on purpose. Mal had just somehow gotten under the impression that Evie was asexual and someone (Evie was guessing Ben) had latched onto that – so while they kissed her and cuddled her, they never pushed for anything more, and in truth, Evie was okay with that.

Not because she was asexual, but because she was terrified of disappointing them.

A distant, logical part of her was adamant that this could never be the case. They loved her, therefor they couldn't be disappointed with her. They couldn't be disappointed that she was inexperienced or didn't know what to do. As far as she knew, Carlos had been a virgin before coming to Auradon and was definitely working to rectify that in fumbling, awkward motions, and the others supported him. There was no reason they couldn't do the same for her.

It was just the other voice, the louder one that sounded an awful lot like her mother, that insisted this was not the case.

Evie was their princess. Mal thought she was perfect. Jay thought she was stunning. They all thought she was poised and graceful and unflappable and Evie wanted to be that for them in the bedroom. She didn't want to be unsure and stupid.

It was likely a completely unwarranted fear, but like the rest of her unwarranted fears, Evie decided to approach it the best way she knew how.

With science.

If she was feeling uncertain, then the best thing she could do would be to get herself in a position where she did feel certain. Supposedly this could be done with practice, but because practice was the thing Evie was actually worried about, she needed to take a step further back.

Hence her foray in potion making.

She'd found an elixir in one of her mother's old books – comprised of a bounty of very hard to collect ingredients. Based on the description, the potion would grant Evie's body the changes necessary to confidently approach what was bothering her. In this instance, it would help her keep a cool head when she broke the news to Mal about wanting to try sex.

It might seem like a step that was vastly unnecessary, or perhaps overcomplicated, but Evie appreciated the certainty that came with the potion. Sure, she could mentally prepare herself until she was ready, but the potion would be a guarantee. The mere act of brewing the thing was grounding – she felt better, more composed, just from doing something productive.

And it was all thanks to Mal.

Mal, who had braved Wonderland for one of its elusive mushrooms (a stupid, horrible idea but Jay had been so proud, and Evie was glad to finally have a sample). Evie only needed a sliver for her potion, and was glad to put it in the rough alchemy lab she had thrown together in her dorm room. The rest of the ingredients were slightly easier to acquire from a quaint alchemy shop Evie had located in Auradon City – eye of newt, toe of frog, that sort of thing. The only one she had to get herself was a particular type of algae that flourished in the Enchanted Lake. It didn't appear frequently, but luckily Evie had located some right near the dais on the picnic date Ben had taken them on when he was first introducing them to the lake.

The algae was white and clumpy, but that seemed to match the rough description in her mother's book. Usually it was clinging to stones, but this she had found floating harmlessly in the water. Perhaps it had been stirred up by a storm.

She was nervous when she finally finished brewing the potion, nervous for what it might do. What if it didn't give her the mental fortitude she wanted? It had taken weeks to get everything together, if she somehow messed this up, it would likely be another few months before she could try again.

No, she just had to stay focused. She needed to keep her eyes on the prize and the magic would guide her safely from there.

With no more reason to hesitate, Evie moved to do just that.

The potion tasted… salty, she guessed, with a strong earthy undertone. She tried not to dwell on that as she envisioned herself as coy and confident and sultry in the bedroom, happily cozying up to Jay to um- sprawl against his naked body, which would be um- naked. Right.

And Mal. She would- they would do things, confident, sexy things, and Mal would smile at her and Evie would make her feel so good, just like she'd always wanted-

The potion seemed to take effect immediately after Evie finished drinking it, filling her with a strange, unfamiliar warmth. It was actually sort of pleasant, even if she didn't understand the meaning of it.

And then a stinging heat seemed to burn in her crotch, pulsing so strong she almost fell over – only just barely making it to her bed before she collapsed completely.

Fuck, it burned, and that was worrisome, because Evie didn't know why it would burn. The potion was supposed to make her confident. There was nothing confidence-inducing about a burning heat that seemed to make her groin pulse and shiver, stinging hot as an unfamiliar pressure kept growing. It was too tight. She felt too tight in her clothes, too hot to wear them, and found herself shoving her leggings down to an immediate wave of relief before her panties started biting into her.

She raised up her skirt in a frantic movement, shoved her underwear down to get a better view of what was happening and felt her breath catch in her throat, because that-

That shouldn't be happening.

But she was- her clit was getting bigger, was getting huge. She could see it wiggle and squirm (could feel it through the burning heat). No more was it small and respectably dainty – it was fat. Gross and big and getting bigger.

"No, no," Evie gasped, staring in horror as the thing continued to swell up.

It was getting obscene. Too long and too thick and she knew it wasn't stopping. It got to be the size of her thumb and then surged up again, making her breathless and wet, because apparently there was arousal mixed in with the discomfort and-

Something was happening to the tip, she realized. The very top part where it burned the most, she could feel it changing. It seemed to be bulging up, rounding off as a small slit appeared, something that immediately started leaking.

It looked – Evie realized somewhat belatedly– kind of like a dick.

She was growing a dick. Her clit was expanding into a small dick just atop her vagina, and if she had been nervous to attempt sex before, she was horrified by the concept now. It stopped growing at maybe four inches – which was small for a guy but huge for a princess who definitely should not have one. She shouldn't have a dick and it shouldn't be hard against her stomach and she shouldn't be wet from acquiring it and she was freaking out.

This was not how this was supposed to go. She was supposed to become confident. She was supposed to be perfect. Now she was even worse off than before. She wasn't even a perfect princess, she was a freak, and worst of all, she had made herself that way.

She had to do damage control, but first she needed to clear all evidence that this had ever happened.

She shoved her aching dick back into her underwear – the thing seeming to object all the while. She tugged her leggings back on which ached, but it was fine, she could be fine – and raced to clear up her potion efforts. She didn't have time for this. She had to meet Gil soon for a botany study session. She was already running late as it was.

One thing at a time. When all of her potion stuff was put away, she deftly grabbed her bag and started walking, hoping if she reverted to some kind of normal schedule, she could calm herself into thinking clearly. No one would know she had a you know just from looking at her. Just because she knew it was there, couldn't ignore it if she tried – didn't mean everyone else could see into her skirt. She was fine. This was fine.

No need to panic.

By the time she made it to Gil and Harry's room, she had worked herself up so much that she was no longer hard. Which was a relief in itself. It was certainly one less thing to worry about.

"Hey, Evie!" Gil greeted cheerfully when he answered the door. "You're right on time! How do you always manage to do that?"

"Oh, you know." Evie grinned, trying to play it cool. "Practice."

"Right," Gil chirped, always so kind and sweet and enthusiastic. "Maybe I should practice that too, it's just so easy for me to get sidetracked."

"It's okay, Gil," Evie soothed. "Good things are worth waiting for."

As was the case anytime Evie complimented him, Gil's cheeks burned in a furious blush. "Um- thanks, Evie. I- you are also good. The best!"

Evie laughed, already feeling more at ease. "Thanks, Gil."

It was easier to calm down when they got into their usual rhythm. Studying with Gil was always a nice retreat. He was always so happy about everything, even his own shortcomings, and it made getting through their worksheets easier.

Once they'd finished their paperwork, they moved to small windowsill garden they kept in Gil's room (mostly because he loved plants so much). It was soothing to water and treat the plants, pruning the few that needed it and taking necessary notes.

"This is so great," Gil cheered, tickling the petals of one of their plants. "I really like creating stuff rather than, you know, breaking things."

"Yeah," Evie sighed, a happy thing, grateful with their good fortune. "I know what you mean."

"Audrey says I can start a garden in Auroria over the summer," Gil continued. "Said I could put whatever I want in it, so I'm gonna do everything. Like – vegetables and flowers and herbs, maybe some bushes. I don't know. I promise I'll send you pictures of everything, though. I think I'm gonna try and get flowers in everyone's color – though it'll be hard to get the right shade of blue for Uma's hair, and Doug- I mean, his family wears navy but he wears green? Maybe I'll do both, I don't know."

Evie just sort of sat back and watched Gil babble about his theoretical garden. She always enjoyed it when he got on his tangents. He was so invested in the small things, the little wonders of the world, and Evie couldn't help but feel a distinct fondness for him. Now that he was off the Isle, now that Mal and Uma had agreed upon a sort of ceasefire (through Audrey, of all people), Evie had come to truly appreciate Gil. It was hard not to, with his easy-going personality and natural good looks. Gil was rugged, in a way. Broad and sharp curves and solid muscle that was accompanied by a sunshine attitude. It was a lovely dichotomy, and sometimes Evie stared at the cut of his jaw, at his soft, golden curls and his easy smile and just sort of ached inside.

Except now that ache was- it was becoming a little too real, because without noticing, Evie had gone and gotten her new addition all worked up again.

She could feel it stretching against her panties, felt it grow up her pelvis until it was teasing against her waistband.

He couldn't see it, she knew he couldn't see it but she still felt panicked, knew she needed to take a breath-

A jolt of something shot through her, had her clutching at her groin with a hiss before she realized what was happening.

"Evie?" Gil immediately set down the watering can. "What's wrong, did you pull something?"

"No, Gil." Evie flushed. "I-"

She cut off with a squawk when he shoved her skirt up, and there was no way he could miss the telling bulge that shouldn't be between her legs.

Gil froze. Stared. "Oh, you have a nubbin!" he cheered, looking at it. "Like Uma. I mean- that's a secret, please don't tell anyone."

"This is a secret too," Evie said, filing that information away for later because what. "Please, Gil, you can't tell anyone."

"I won't," Gil promised. "It's none of their business what you have in your pants but um… does it- is it still hurt?"

Evie was about to say no before it pulsed again, protesting against its confinement. "A little," she admitted. "But-"

With deft fingers, Gil pulled down her leggings and underwear, leaving Evie bared in front of someone for the very first time, which didn't matter, because her stupid dick was wavering proudly in the air, leaking steady streams of clear stuff.

"Gil," she moaned, moving to cover herself. "You can't just- you can't do that."

"Sorry," Gil said, looking genuinely abashed. "You just looked so hurt and… um- well, you can take care of yourself," he said, like it was easy. "Just- you know, I'll go over there-"

"I'm not going to touch it," Evie hissed, breath catching as it throbbed again, leaking more stuff. "I- I um-"

"Well, that is a problem," Gil hummed, his brows furrowed thoughtfully. "Oh, hey. I think I can help you."

"Gil," Evie warned, thinking he was about to touch her, but then he crossed over to his nightstand, picking up a full, pink flower settled in a pot there.

"Flower can help you!" Gil said, very sweetly trying to raise her spirits the best way he knew how, with greenery. "It likes to help out Uma and Audrey."

"That's very sweet, Gil," Evie said. "But I think if I wait, maybe it will um- get small again."

"If it's anything like mine, it might take a bit," Gil said, settling the flower on the floor between her legs. "This will probably be faster."

"Well," Evie sighed. "We'll see- ah!"

Evie flailed back when the flower surged upwards, bypassing her leggings to duck in between her legs. For a moment her breath caught, staring at the soft petals before they nuzzled hard against her groin, surrounding her wet folds-

"Hey, no," Gil tsked, tapping the flower. "Wrong part-"

"Gil," Evie started to say, didn't know where she was going before she felt something lick her, something wet and warm licking at her folds, making her dick twitch. "Gil!"

"Sorry," Gil sighed. "Maybe this one just likes lady parts."

"Could you um- get it off?" Evie asked as it continued to lick her, steadily going deeper, making her quiver as delicious swells of warm heat flooded up her torso. They also seemed to center on her dick, which was leaking with abandon now, twitching with each wet probe of the plant's tongue.

"We tried that," Gil sighed. "But once Flower gets started, it has to finish. On the bright side, you'll feel really good when it's over."

"It's licking me," Evie said, the words transforming into a low moan. "G-Gil, it's-"

It felt like a mouth working at her with a steady sort of determination. It felt taboo, the very idea of someone's mouth down there, but it kept going and going, sucking and squelching around her as the tongue swelled and thrust into her, slowly but surely spreading her wide. It was exploring new territory, places Evie hadn't been able to reach with her hands and it felt good, enough so that her hips were eagerly thrusting into it, wanting more.

"Oh, oh," she gasped, her fingers falling to her dick on reflex, wanting to urge some of the ache away. "I-"

"Just like that," Gil urged, looking earnest and supportive. "Use that wet stuff to help rub your fingers up and down. Just give it a careful squeeze until you find what feels good."

"B-But, I shouldn't-" She shouldn't be doing this, but there she was, a princess getting eaten out by a plant, a princess working over her clit dick to amazing results.

"You totally should," Gil hummed. "Uma used to think the same thing, but once she realized it was okay to enjoy all parts of her body, she felt a lot better. And you should too. You should feel good about your dick. It's really cute and pink and flushed and it looks good in your pretty fingers."

"Gil," Evie said, felt herself gush from her folds and her dick, felt the heat building to a dangerous thing. "You- You shouldn't say that."

"Why?" Gil asked. "Did the others tell you it's not pretty?"

"Th-They don't know," Evie gasped. "I just- It just happened."

"You just grew it?" Gil asked, trying so hard to be hopeful. "Then you should be proud. You did a really good job."

"Gil," Evie moaned, her legs twitching wide and inviting. "I- I think I'm gonna- I'm about to-" She frowned, conflicted. "It'll make a mess."

"Not that much of one," Gil said, and then he leaned forward, taking the head of her dick into his mouth.

She fell apart with a shout, bursts of heat gushing into Gil's mouth and he took it all, sucking it with a relentless sort of determination that made her feel light headed. Her groin was gushing too, but the flower eagerly lapped that up, took her through it until she had nothing left to give, until she was stretched wider than she'd ever been before, all around the tongue of a mystical plant.

When it was over, the plant slowly retracted and Gil pulled away, but not before giving the head of her dick a few careful licks.

"There," Gil said, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. "No mess. And it's not cheating either, because you were worried and I was your friend who helped you."

Evie was pretty sure that wasn't how it worked, but with everything that had happened that day, Gil swallowing her magic cum probably wasn't her biggest issue.

With a flush, she started to pull her clothes back into place, though her groin felt much more flushed and wet than before, her dick protesting its return to confinement.

"Where did you get that thing?" Evie asked as Gil picked up the flower, setting it on the windowsill with his other plants.

"The Enchanted Lake," Gil said. "I found it about a month ago. I didn't know it did sex stuff, though – Uma was the one who figured that out."

Strange that there was a plant that focused on sexual pleasure that had somehow remained a secret, but more important was the fact-

"The Enchanted Lake," Evie said, feeling like an idiot. "I don't know why I'm panicking. I could just go there."

"To get rid of your secret dick?" Gil asked. "But you just got it."

"On accident," Evie said. "I was trying to do something else, but then I… then I got this instead."

"In that case, going to the Enchanted Lake would be your best bet," Gil hummed, staring at this watch. "Come on. If we go now, we can get back before sundown."

Evie blinked at him. "You want to come?"

"Sure." Gil grinned. "I'm invested now. And besides, I wouldn't feel good letting you go alone. What if you need help?" He started packing up their work. "I wanna be a good friend, and good friends don't let friends break enchantments on their own."

It was an entirely sweet thing to say, enough that Evie was grinning, filled with fondness all over again.

"Okay," she said, packing up her bag. "We can take my moped."

"It's really cool that Prince Ben got you guys specialized ones," Gil hummed. "I mean, he got Audrey one too, so I think maybe that might jut be his default gift for people he's dating, but it's still cool."

"Yeah," Evie laughed. "I think he just wanted us to know he cared about us just as much as he cared about her."

"Which is silly, because anyone could see how much he loves you guys," Gil hummed. "Almost as much as I love Uma and Harry, but not close. Maybe as much as I love Doug and Audrey, though. That might be a possibility."

"Well, it's an honorable comparison," Evie said, earning another bright grin from Gil that made things just a bit easier.

Okay, she could do this. She'd gotten herself into this mess, and now she was going to get out of it before anyone was the wiser.

Well, except for Gil, but he could keep a secret.

Hopefully.

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They walked around to the far side of the lake, wanting to avoid the usual visiting spot of the stone dais just in case someone felt like visiting the secluded space that particular afternoon.

"Funny," Gil hummed as they were walking through the foliage, finding that pocket of the lake that was safely hidden from view of the dais. "This is usually where Uma teleports us when she gets mad. Or, where she used to teleport us. She doesn't have to power move us anymore though, so now we just come to the lake for fun."

"I'm glad to hear that, Gil," Evie said, genuinely meaning it.

She was glad Uma had finally managed to shrug out of her Isle mindset, though she understood how difficult it could be. They spent years developing survival mechanisms just to ensure their continued prosperity. It was hard to shake that. Hard to trust that Auradon really was as free and generous as it seemed. Sometimes Evie still doubted it, still looked over her shoulder to see if she was followed, to see if there were any thugs that wanted to get fresh with a pretty princess, but out here, they really were safer.

"Thanks!" Gil chirped, guiding her closer to the water. "Okay, so um… do you want to take anything off so it won't get wet?"

"That's a good idea," Evie said. If they'd been tactical about this, if she'd been thinking (though she didn't seem to be doing much of that today), she would have worn her swimsuit, but as it was, she would just have to settle for taking off what she could.

So she removed her shoes and leggings, and after a moment of consideration, removed her panties as well, setting them aside in a neat, folded pile.

"I'll watch them," Gil pledged. "And also turn around, so you can- you know…" He motioned towards the lake, then turned exactly as he said he would.

He really was a sweetheart.

"Okay," Evie said, mostly to herself. "Okay, I'll just…" Step into the water, which was as warm and inviting as it usually was. She didn't go too deep, just enough to cover her shins before she lifted her skirt, blushing hotly at the act of baring her transfigured body to the open air.

It didn't matter though, she was about to be cured, and with one calming breath, Evie eased herself into the water.

She hadn't even gotten all the way settled before a blinding surge of heat ripped through her body, centering hard on her groin. She felt her dick twitch, saw it thrust up until it tented against her skirt, and she scrambled back up, out of the water before she could even think about it.

"Evie?" Gil asked. "Is everything okay?"

"No," Evie hissed, pulling back her skirt and staring in horror because the dick was bigger. It was thicker too, twitching and hard and already leaking steady streams of that clear stuff again.

"What? What's wrong?" She heard Gil turn around, heard him gasp before he was crouching down next to her. "It got worse? But… that's weird," Gil said, and Evie could only curl her hands into the material of her skirt as she looked at her terrible predicament, felt herself throb with need. "The Enchanted Lake's supposed to undo this stuff. The only time it gets worse is when those mushrooms are involved."

Evie tensed. "W-What mushrooms?"

"Um…" Gil blinked, then motioned somewhere higher up the banks. "Those mushrooms?"

With a swallow, Evie brushed her skirt back over her dumb erection and followed the line of his arm. Her stomach dropped when she saw a large cluster of Wonderland Mushrooms intermixed with those strange sex flowers. There was a large assortment, all of varying sizes, enough to definitely be a seed, and that in itself was panic-inducing, but the fact that the effects of the mushrooms only worsened with exposure to the Enchanted Lake was a damn nightmare.

"How could this have happened?" Evie asked, stumbling over towards the cluster, each step making her throbbing length bounce. "These are Wonderland Mushrooms."

"Is that bad?" Gil asked, following after her with a nervous look.

"It is for this many to have settled outside of Wonderland," Evie said, remembering the stuff from her mother's book. "Wonderland Mushrooms are very powerful chaos magic. It's only safe to take them out of Wonderland if they're unplanted. Otherwise, they can settle like this." She motioned to the collection of foliage. "It's small, for now, but given enough time it will grow, and if it does that, Auradon could become another Wonderland."

"And that's bad?"

"Yes," Evie said. "There are no rules in Wonderland. It's chaos. And the world needs chaos, but the magic council contained the most disorderly magic to that one kingdom for a reason. Not everyone can survive in it. Humans need stability, normality. Wonderland is fluid – constantly changing, and the only things that can survive there already live there."

"So, should we pick them?" Gil asked. "Just- if we get them out of the ground-"

"We have to do more than that," Evie said. "We have to return them to Wonderland."

Though how they had gotten here still boggled her mind.

"But before we do that, you um… you still have…" Gil trailed off, motioning to her erection. "Did you use a mushroom to do that?"

Evie flushed. "It was one of my potion ingredients, yes."

That was why there had been so many warnings on the potion. Once done, it couldn't be undone without the potion running its natural course. Evie hadn't seen that as a downside, just knowing she would be getting a substantial boost of confidence.

What a cocky fool she had been.

"Well." Gil cleared his throat. "Maybe one of these flowers would like to help you if you still don't want to touch yourself."

"I don't think I should feed them," Evie said. "They probably thrive on sexual fluids. Helping them would only give them more fuel to grow-"

She cut off with a squawk when something wrapped around her ankles. With a tug, she found herself unceremoniously dragged forward, her skirt riding up and leaving her exposed. There were vines holding onto her, dragging her into the mushroom and flower pit, and she tried to fight but soon her wrists were trapped too.

"Um- flowers?" Gil began, moving closer.

"Don't!" Evie ordered, breath catching as a new selection of flowers started mouthing at her folds, licking at her groin with eager purpose. "Don't get too close, Gil, or they'll grab you too."

"But-"

"Gil," Evie hissed, groaning when that tongue thrust deep, her folds quivering in excitement, eager to spread open and accept the flower's attention. Her dick remained unaddressed, wavering proudly in the air as it continued leaking, steady streams that left her lewdly soaked.

"Okay," Gil said, staying back but moving off to the side, where she could see him. "I'm just here for moral support, then. Unless there's something you want me to do?"

"Mo-Moral support is good," Evie gasped. She should probably feel worse that someone she wasn't dating was watching this very intimate thing, but more than that, Evie didn't want to be alone right now. She didn't know what the flowers wanted other than her juices.

Gil's presence made her feel better, even if he couldn't do anything.

"Oh, okay," Gil said, seeming relieved to be of service. "Well um- I know you didn't want it to get bigger, but your new dick is also very pretty."

"Gil," Evie whined, feeling herself spread wider when the flower's tongue began fucking her in earnest, thrusting in and out until she was dripping a steady stream.

"Well, it is," Gil said. "It's very impressive. Seeing it all full and wet like that- I bet anything Carlos would love to ride it. Um-" He flushed. "I um- heard him talk about the stuff he does with Jay and Ben, is all-"

"Oh," Evie moaned, pulsing at that mental image. Before, she had no desire to fuck Carlos, had only thought about shyly grinding against him, maybe sneaking a hand into his underwear so she could rub him off. That seemed like a thing she could be good at.

"Like that?" Gil asked, and before she could respond, he continued, "He'd um, probably love bouncing up and down on you, and he'd gasp and moan and stuff and tell you how good you feel."

"Fuck," Evie said, writhing. Now that she had the mental image she wanted it, wanted to cradle Carlos close and rut her dick against him.

Not that he'd ever want that, because he'd be expecting something else from Evie, something normal, and-

Something shoved against her back, vines yanked, hard enough that Evie found herself up on her knees. She almost lost her balance, but a mushroom seemed to surge to life in front of her, large and soft and expanding to crotch level. Her dick ground against it, making her shudder, and then the middle seemed to give way to a sort of wet space, an indent that her dick perfectly slid into.

"Oh," Evie gasped at the sudden heat that surrounded her, the dick scraping against new, sensitive territory. "Ah-"

The flower was still very much between her legs, licking at her folds, but Evie could barely pay attention to it for the stimulus surrounding her magic length.

"Hey, there you go!" Gil cheered. "Just pretend that's Carlos!"

"What?" Evie gasped as the mushroom seemed to squeeze around her. "No, I'm not- I'm not gonna fuck-"

But the mushroom was already moving, drawing off of her until it surrounded just the tip of her length before it thrust itself back up, encapsulating Evie fully. It was- it was simulating fucking, making Evie fuck it and it felt so good.

But she shouldn't, she couldn't-

She found her hand wrapped around the edge of the mushroom while her hips rutted helplessly into its heat, everything seeming to get wetter and wetter.

"Gil," she croaked. "G-Gil, it feels so-"

"Yeah," Gil said. "It's supposed to. It's supposed to feel good."

"But I shouldn't," Evie gasped. "Not like this, it isn't proper-"

"I mean, it's you," Gil said. "And you're a princess, so I'm pretty sure it's proper."

"Don't say that," Evie hissed, breath coming in hard pants and eyes half-lidded as she got lost to the sensation.

"But it's true!" Gil insisted. "Your dick is a royal dick, and it's very cute and pink and any of your partners would be happy to be fucked by it. Even Jay, I bet. You know what? Especially Jay."

And wouldn't that be a vision? Jay, needy and moaning underneath her, his legs tucked up to his chest while she fucked him senseless. Mal would kneel beside her, whispering filthy things into her ear about how much Jay wanted her, how much he loved her cock, and Evie would give it to him, desperate to do both of them proud and capture that full feeling of warmth and tightness.

"Oh." Evie bit down hard on her bottom lip as she felt herself pulse, knew she was almost from with that alone. "Gil-"

Her skirt was getting pushed up in the back – vines or leaves or something, leaving the flowers hungrily eating her out on display. There was one last firm lick before they started receding, leaving Evie spread wide and dripping onto the ground in a vulgar exhibition.

She should hate it, but instead she found herself swelling with heat. She wondered if Gil thought she was a nice picture, which she shouldn't do but with everything that was happening she had to hold on as best she could, and she didn't have much left.

"Gil," she gasped, knowing she was almost through. "Am- I um- am I pretty?"

She spared a glance in his direction and almost preened at the sight of him, flushed and half-lidded, a telling bulge between his legs that immediately had him embarrassed once he realized she was looking his way.

"Um- yes," he said, seeming torn between looking at her front or her back or her face. "Yes, you are- it's very pretty, watching you in action, Evie. I um- I think anyone would agree."

The mushroom squeezed hard around Evie and she lost it, felt herself unload into its welcoming heat the same time slick gushed from her folds. She heard Gil gasp, but barely paid him mind as she rocked through her orgasm, feeling her spunk slide back into her skin, squish up towards the opening.

"Ah- ah," Evie panted as she felt herself winding down. The plants seemed satisfied with her contributions, their hold on her loosening, and with that, Evie managed to pull herself away, feeling her new dick soften between her legs.

It was still bigger than it had been before, but at least now it wasn't poking out like a flagpole, and that was enough to get her stumbling away, moving to join Gil with slick smeared on the inside of her thighs, on her groin, her dick.

"Wow," Gil said, still flushed when she made her way to him. "That was really amazing, Evie."

"Thanks." Evie blushed, though this time it was more from being flattered than it was from humiliation or arousal. "But now I'm back to where I was."

If not worse off.

"Well um- between you and me, the same thing happened to Uma, sort of," Gil said. "The effects of her thing wore off in a few weeks. Maybe the same will happen to you."

"Maybe." Evie's other hypothesis had been for the need of the potion to be fulfilled, but she had wanted it to help her confidently get through sex and she'd just done that. The dick was still present, so clearly something else needed to be done.

Maybe it really was just a waiting game, though Evie was afraid she might be waiting forever. The only bright side was that the others wouldn't expect sex from her, otherwise this would be a much bigger problem.

For now, she could keep it a secret and focus on the issue more pressing for Auradon itself – the spontaneous acquisition of Wonderland Mushrooms.

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Endnotes:

Listen, if you in any way get inspired to use the idea of chaos magic and Wonderland and want to shove it into a prompt, I am entirely here for it. Please do it. I will read the hell out of it. Wonderland nonsense is my kryptonite. So please, get inspired and write because you can do literally anything there and it would be totally fine. Go forth. Go forth and have fun, it is a good time ;D

This story will consist of 4 chapters of story content. I update once a week, generally on Sundays, but because things have been so crazy lately, I decided to make an effort to update twice a week. So there will be one update on Sunday and one update on Wednesday/Thursday for now :D

Story notes:

So… yeah, that 'white algae' was definitely Uma's release from the last story. Sorry, Eves, you really tried, though.

Realistically, I feel like Evie would be the kind of person who would portion out a large chunk of time for potion making so she wouldn't have to worry about rushing, but for the sake of this story she's super busy so this was the only time she had.

Until next time :)