A/N: I know nothing of witchcraft or potions or casting spells, I did the best I could with my imagination. Also this chapter is pretty much exclusively sex. I just want to reiterate, I don't have a penis, nor have I have ever interacted intimately with someone who does. That said, if anything is too glaringly off in my depictions, please PM me and I'll happily adjust the story.
There's some pretty graphic descriptions of cum in this one, so if that makes you feel icky avoid it.
Chapter 5
It was 5 pm on Friday evening and Emma and Regina were just turning onto Mifflin, they'd left their respective works early so that they could do some shopping in the next town over. Easier to avoid awkward conversations that way. They'd purchased a four pack of men's briefs and a light stonewashed pair of men's size 30/32 jeans for Emma, assuming the spell worked she would need the new clothes for a few days every month, once they were certain the spell had taken hold, they'd make a trip back to purchase more.
"And if it's successful Dr. Hendricks wants to see us at the hospital as soon as we can get in. She wants to run some tests, make sure your...equipment is working as it should," Regina was saying.
"Does that mean we can't use it, before we see her?" The pout on Emma's face made her wife chuckle, "No, darling. She said it should be perfectly alright, she just wants to be sure." Emma pulled the truck into their drive. They sat in the truck for a few minutes, just sitting in their drive-way, their hands clasped across the console, "Last chance Emma," Regina started but Emma stopped her, "We're doing this, I want to do this," she hesitated then, "Unless you've changed your mind?" Regina laughed then, turning to look at her wife, her eyes had a shininess to them that betrayed the brunette's emotional state, she cupped her wfe's cheek, "I haven't, I can't wait to move forward, to embrace our future. I just wanted to make sure, one way or another, we're changing your body for the rest of your life, it might just be an outside change once a month, but the inside change will always be," she placed a chaste kiss to her wife's lips. Emma's hand rested against her lower stomach then, "We'll be changing your body too, this isn't just about mine," she caressed the soft flesh through the maroon shirt. Regina covered the hand softly stroking her, "It's going to be a welcome change, let's go inside now, my love," they both slid out of the truck, Emma retrieving the bag from the backseat with their purchases.
Within a half hour they were sitting naked on the hardwood floor in their bedroom, a lit candle between them, a metal cup full of a dark liquid on Emma's side and another on Regina's, an empty cup sat to the side of the candle, waiting. Regina had two mortar/pestle sets on her side and three bags of different substances and a shallow metal bowl, Regina was rereading the paper clutched in her hand that had the incantations on it, a glare shot Emma's way when the blonde leaned back on her arms and started tapping her fingers on the hardwood floor, "Sorry," she mumbled adorably and sat back up resting her hands on her folded knees. Regina went back to the paper then, mumbling to herself as she double checked her memorization of the words, she set the paper down then and waved a hand absently, switching the lights off and plunging them into a single circle of light cast by the taper between them.
"Alright, here we go," Regina took a deep breath and she opened one of the bags and pinched some of the brown plant matter into one of the mortars, retrieving the pestle she efficiently crushed the ingredient and dumped it into the cup before Emma. She repeated the process with one of the other bags and dumped it into her cup, "Ok, give me your left hand," Regina took the proffered hand and produced a needle from somewhere, she pricked Emma's ring finger, pausing to caress the cool metal of the titanium wedding band at it's base, she then squeezed the finger over her cup, watching as one, two, three drops fell into it. The brunette discarded that needle and produced a new one, "repeat the process with my finger, three drops, no more, no less," she handed her wife the pin and extended her left hand. Emma took the hand offered her and pricked her wife's ring finger, also pausing to caress the matching titanium band and the white gold engagement ring at the base, turning the hand over she squeezed, watching carefully as one, two, three drops fell into her cup.
"Now we let them set," Regina cleared her throat softly, "I need to perform the cleansing spell on you now," it's what they'd taken to calling the spell that would remove Emma's uterus, her womb, a new piece of paper appeared in the brunette's hand, she produced a vial, summoned from her vault where she'd kept it safe, "Drink this when I burn the paper," she handed the vial full of a light blue liquid to her wife, Emma nodded and uncorked the tiny glass bottle. Regina whispered some words in a foreign language that resembled Latin, but wasn't, then touched the paper to the flame and dropped it, flaming, into the bowl as Emma drank the potion. As the paper burned Emma felt a tingling seep down her throat, it moved into her belly until it settled in her lower abdomen and spread down into her hips before rebounding back into her lower abdomen and settling there for long seconds, there was an odd swirling sensation, almost like butterflies, it fluttered away, until she felt normal again. "Let me know when it stops," her wife's soft voice floated across the candle. "It's done," Emma's voice floated back. Regina nodded, pinched a bit from the third bag into the mortar that she'd used to crush the ingredients for her cup, she added the crushed matter then to the third still empty cup.
"Now, I read the incantation for the spell, once again I'll burn it, when that happens we'll take 3 swallows from our individual cups. When the paper is gone, we add the remaining portions into the empty cup, it's important to do it simultaneously, then I drink one swallow from the new, hand it you and you drink twice," Regina spelled out what needed to happen in next few minutes, "The only words that can be spoken will be the words from the incantation, anything more could alter the effects, do you understand?" Emma nodded her understanding. Regina started then, this time in a clear voice, speaking the words in the Latin sounding language again, she touched the paper to the flame and it caught, she dropped the flaming paper into the bowl as they picked up their cups and drank, once, twice, three times, a wispy, violet strand of magic connected Regina's lips to the cup as she pulled it away, the magic seperated then and appeared to slither into the cup, Emma's eyes widened when the same happened with her light blue magic, Regina smiled encouragingly, trying to impart that it was supposed to happen.
As one they moved the cups over the empty cup, the cups tipped and the streams mingled, liquid and swirls of violet and blue mixing as they fell into the cup, once done Regina picked up the cup and took her drink, handed it to Emma who took her two. Regina took the cup back, set the candle in the bowl full of ashes and used the remnants of the combined potions to extinguish the candle, darkness surrounded them, one beat passed then two and then a single strand of light blue magic left the bowl and surrounded Regina, just as a violet strand surrounded Emma, still wrapped around the two women, the strands slid through the air until they met in the middle, connecting them and twining together in a beautiful mixing of colors before the strands faded away into nothingness, leaving them in the darkness again.
The lights came on and Emma blinked, squinting as her eyes adjusted to the light, her wife stood by the door having flipped the lights on, the magic she'd used had left her feeling a little depleted. "Now what?" Emma asked standing and looking down at her crotch, still a vagina. Regina smiled at the disappointed face her wife made, "Now we wait, I'm due to start ovulating sometime in the next 24 hours, if nothing has happened by tomorrow night then I'll take one of the home ovulation tests, see if the spell failed or if I'm just late," Regina moved over to her dresser and removed a thin strapped, deep red nighty that fell to her mid thighs and dipped lower into her cleavage than most of her nightgowns, she also knew it to be a favorite of her wife's, "However, right now, I'm hungry. So, dinner? Fajita's?" Emma grinned, nodding emphatically, she had only managed time for an apple during the day, the blonde slid on a dark blue pair of boyshorts, a white tank top and met her wife at the door. They kissed, just a sweet, loving kiss, "I love you, darling," Regina whispered when they pulled away.
"Now and always, babe," Emma grinned back, pulling her brunette wife into a tight hug.
It was 3 am when Emma woke, unsure what had awakened her, she was spooned up against the back of her wife, an arm wrapped tightly around the slim waist, Regina's ass nestled against her crotch. Emma's eyes had just started to slip shut when they flew open again, something had twitched down there and there was a fullness between her thighs that wasn't there before. Regina shifted, moving against her and she felt the twitch again, a soft gasp left her lips, that felt good, she surmised that it was a similar action that had woken her before, she waited until her wife settled again and rolled away onto her back. Emma lifted the blankets and sure enough, there was a bulge straining against the fabric of her boyshorts, she lifted them and peeked past the elastic band, a semi hard penis lay against her thigh, the blankets next to her moved and she watched it twitch against her thigh and harden further before her eyes, that might take some getting used to. She placed a hand inside her shorts, testicles, she had testicles, that was going to take more getting used to.
"Em?" Regina's sleepy voice sounded. Emma let go of her boyshorts and the elastic snapped back against her skin, the blonde was pressed against her wife's back again in moment, just as Regina was starting to roll over to check on her blonde wife, "It worked!" Regina's eyes flew open when her brain processed the words and the firmness pressed against her ass. "Hmm and you're hard," Regina groaned when Emma moved her hips against her and kissed her neck, the brunette reached a hand between them and grasped the erection that had hardened fully, the tip emerging from the leg of Emma's boyshorts by two inches easily.
"It worked," The brunette whispered, breathless wonder in her voice as she traced it through the fabric, starting at the base and following it down to where flesh met fabric as Emma scooted back a couple inches, giving Regina room to stroke her, a groan left her lips when her wife tugged and the fabric bunched up against her base, exposing her full length. Emma propped herself up on an elbow and leaned over to pepper kisses along her wife's neck and shoulder, Regina shuddered when a warm tongue traced the shell of her ear, she stroked her wife once, twice, then removed her hand, brought it up to her mouth, licked her fingers purposefully leaving behind excess saliva and moved her hand back between them and stroked her again, the strokes moving easier now, with less resistance. A warm hand landed on her hip as Emma started thrusting into the stimulating stroking, "Hmm, Emma… Emma, inside," her own, smaller hand left her wife's erection and landed on a warm, muscled thigh, her other hand tugged at the hem of her red nighty, pulling it up past her hips exposing her naked backside. Emma groaned and scooted across the bed until she against her wife's back again, "Don't you wanna… I don't know, try a different position?" Regina just tugged on her hip, pulling her closer, Emma groaned and thrust against the warm flesh, she slipped easily between warm thighs, Regina's wetness already coating her inner thighs and letting her move smoothly along the wet cunt lips, the head of her cock brushing the underside of the brunette's clit.
A moan left Regina's lips and she raised her leg, her foot on the bed, opening herself up to her wife, she brought a hand down and caressed the flesh of her wife's cock as it slid against her warm, wet flesh, she canted her hips back and on Emma's next stroke guided the tip inside herself. They both groaned as Emma slid smoothly half inside, pulled back and slid in ¾'s, another slow pump of her hips and she was buried all the way inside, pausing and giving both of them a moment to drink it all in, "Fuck, love. Feels so good," Regina groaned, removed her hand then, from between her own legs and brought the hand back to rest on Emma's thigh again, the blonde's head rested against her spine, the short blonde hairs tickling the flesh between her shoulder blades.
"How does it feel?' Regina asked, when Emma started thrusting into her, a slow thrust that pulled almost all the way out, before sliding all the way back in, the older woman groaned as she felt every last inch stretch her open each time. "So good," Emma gasped, breathless, continuing her slow movements, "It's different than usual," buried to the hilt again she rolled her hips a few times, letting Regina feel her just that little bit deeper. "What do…" a groan, "you mean…" a shuddered gasp, "different?" Curvy hips starting to move against her blonde wife and her eyes slid closed.
Emma moved to resume her kissing along an olive shoulder, "I'm not focused on anything but how good you feel, how wet you are," a gasp left her lips then when her wife teasingly clenched her inner muscles around her, "Fuck, how tight you are," she was thrusting slowly again, out to the tip, then back into the hilt, out, then back in. "It's freeing in a way, not worried about losing my focus, I can let go and just..." her sentence cut off with a groan, a tightness was building in lower abdomen and hips, it was similar to their usual magic cock play, but different, there was an urgency to the feeling now, it was driving her to move faster, harder, to hurry towards her climax. She ignored it and kept her thrusts slow and full, "I can just feel you, it feels better, because I'm not worried about getting distracted and losing it," Emma moved her hand from the brunette's hip and brought it down between her warm, wet thighs and massaged the swollen clit there, when a whimper left her wife's lips she felt a tightening between her thighs and after a few more thrusts she identified it as her balls preparing to release inside her wife, she groaned, concentrating on keeping her thrusts slow and even, sweat sheened her body at the effort, "I think I'm going to come soon, babe," her hips picked up speed for a few pumps before she forced herself to slow down again, determined to make this good for the woman pressed tightly against her.
Regina's eyes flew open and she groaned, slapping at the thigh she grasped, "Wait, wait!" with a groan Emma stopped her slow movements. "I want to see you, I need to be looking into your eyes when we do this the first time, when you come inside me," Regina pulled away, both women groaning at the loss, and turned around to face her wife. They met in a deep, passionate kiss, pressing tightly together again, Regina draped a leg over her wife's hip and Emma slid back inside, the kiss broke when Regina's breath left her in a hurry at the deep thrust. Still on their sides, their movements resumed the slow gentle movements, small hands cupped Emma's face and their hips moved together, Emma felt the tightness starting again and she groaned, her hips moved faster of their own accord again and shuddered, consciously slowing them again. "It's ok, love," tears filled Regina's eyes then, spilling over as the emotion overwhelmed her, "Move faster, come inside me. Fill me, my darling, fill me," a broken moan/sob left her then when Emma let her hips move on their own, speeding up and stealing the breath from her lungs as Regina felt herself racing towards her own orgasm. "Oh, God. Emma!" And then Emma was coming, exploding inside her, a whimper left Regina's lips and she came, hard, gushing and shuddering against her blonde wife, she could feel the hot cum painting her walls, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching drawing her wife's hot sperm up and into her body, more tears escaped then, as for the first time that feeling inside her could actually mean something beyond their mutual pleasure. Emma's thrusts slowed and their foreheads pressed together, breath mingling in harsh, forceful exhalations.
When the alarm started blaring at 8 am that morning they'd barely been back asleep a couple of hours, Regina was sprawled across her blonde wife, they'd rigorously tested Emma's ability for repeat performances, she'd successfully managed another three erections after the first, Regina thanked her lucky stars for her healthy, athletic wife who seemed to have stamina to spare. Emma rolled them and Regina reached over and turned the alarm off, wrapping her arms around the sticky neck above her, she pulled her down into a kiss, shivering when she felt the new and still flaccid flesh of her wife rest between her thighs, when she felt it start to twitch and harden she pushed at Emma with a laugh, "Try to contain it, darling. I need to call Dr. Hendricks and see if she can meet us today," Regina pushed at her shoulders again and the blonde rolled away. Emma sighed landing on her back and stared down at her body, her new penis just lay there, they'd pretty thoroughly exhausted it during the night, it had taken longer than any of the other rounds to rouse it for their fourth time with it. Emma felt rejuvenated though and pretty sure she was mostly recovered from their marathon session, it twitched again when her mind started to wander to some of their activities earlier that morning. There was a new sensation then and Emma's eyebrows furrowed, "Alright, I think...I need to pee, so you do that," Emma rolled to stand then.
"Do you...I don't know...need help?" Regina asked. Emma scrunched her nose up at the thought, "No I think I can manage," she stood and that was different, she hadn't left the bed yet since the spell had activated, hadn't yet felt the weight hanging between her thighs, "Go ahead and call, I'll just be… in there," Emma gestured towards their bathroom and started walking towards it, she paused part way and adjusted her stance, Regina burst into laughter then, Emma turned to glare at her then. "Sorry! Sorry!" The laughter still bubbling to the surface belied her apology, "You just look so awkward trying to walk with it for the first time, like a new foal," a giggle left her then and Emma couldn't help but grin, she was pretty sure that she exclusively knew what her wife sounded like giggling. The blonde rolled her eyes and turned back to continue her "perilous" journey to the bathroom with her new appendage.
10 minutes passed and Emma was still shut away in their bathroom, Regina had already spoken to their doctor and they were supposed to meet her at the hospital at 10, she'd given instructions that they should be washed clean of any activities they may have engaged in. Regina stood from the bed and stretched, she groaned when her thighs stuck together, she could feel that she was still wet, with a hand she swiped through her folds and they came away with a white sticky substance, another groan as she realized she wasn't so much still wet as Emma's cum still rested inside her and with her movements it had started to drip out, they were trying to make a baby! The brunette smiled then and strode towards the closet to pick out clothing, the cum started to trickle down her thigh, it wasn't the first time Emma had come inside her, but the nature of the magic cock, generally only allowed them one round with it and she'd never been so full before, she knew the large wet spot on the bed was both her cum and her wife's, where it had overflowed her cunt several times during their love making. Shaking the thoughts aside she changed course and approached the bathroom door, "Emma? Are you ok in there?" Regina knocked softly.
The door opened and Emma stepped out a sheepish look on her face, "Yeah, sorry. I was just uhh, looking," Emma blushed then, "The mission was a success though, weird, but successful." Regina laughed at her wife's face and rubbed comfortingly at the skin between the blonde's breasts, "We're supposed to be at the hospital at 10, Joann would like us both cleaned up and free from each others...bodily fluids, so that none of the tests are compromised," Emma tried to pull her inside the bathroom then, her eyes lighting up at the idea of a shower. Regina laughed, resisting the tempting pull, "I think separately would be best, you're awfully tempting and we have to get ready to go and I for one would like breakfast," someone's stomach growled then, probably both in all honesty, "I'll go make some coffee while you shower and I'll start food, you can finish it when you're done and I'll shower." Still pouting, Emma nodded her agreement, still with a pout and moved back into the bathroom. Regina grabbed her robe, home alone or not, she preferred to not just walk around naked, a habit her wife didn't share, and headed downstairs, stopping first in the hallway bathroom that was predominantly used by Henry to take care of her own bathroom needs.
When Regina returned 15 minutes later she found her wife out of the shower, back to the door standing by the bed, a black pair her new briefs were halfway up her thighs, they were pretty much identical to her boyshorts, just with some extra fabric in the front and a fly hole also, they were longer too, when pulled them up all the way around her hips they would extend about halfway down her muscled thighs. Regina leaned against the door frame and observed her wife, Emma had her phone in her hands and was studying something on the screen, "Emma," the blonde jumped, almost dropping her phone, "what are you doing?" She pushed away from the door and moved towards her wife, who quickly exited out from whatever she had opened and set the phone down before turning, "Uhh, nothing," a bright blush spread across her wife's cheeks then.
Regina arched an eyebrow and reached around to retrieve the phone, Emma opened her mouth to protest but stopped and just let it happen, her wife unlocked the device and opened the browser back up and immediately collapsed onto the bed in a giggling fit. Emma's browser was open to google images and dozens of pictures were in rows of men wearing boxer briefs, just like the one's Emma had around her thighs. Regina finally stifled her giggles, until she was just snickering occasionally, she handed the phone back and took a deep breath and twitched her face back into a resting state, her cheeks and stomach hurt, the brunette cleared her throat, "Can't figure out how to settle yourself into them can you?" her face twitched again but she tamped down her amusement.
Emma sighed, "No, of all the potential struggles, this was not one I considered," Emma grumped, she'd never paid attention before when she'd been around the two men she'd ever been around in their underwear, having figured after one failed attempt post jail that men weren't really to her interest, sexully at least. "Every time I try, everything just squishes uncomfortably, or sticks out too awkwardly," Emma sighed, maybe this was going to be harder than she thought. WIth a smile, Regina pulled her forward by the stretchy material between her wife's thighs, she pulled them up and over the blonde's legs, letting them sit low around the narrow, muscular hips, reaching inside she adjusted the flesh inside, smirking when it twitched in her hand, and then removed her hand. "Hey!" Emma exclaimed, bouncing a couple times, testing the comfort level, "You did it!" Emma peeked inside, seeing exactly how Regina situated her, "Wait, how did you know?" she snapped the elastic back and felt herself through the fabric then.
Another giggle left Regina's lips, watching as her wife stepped into the new jeans and pulled them up, "I raised a little boy, Emma. We had this issue when he was 3 and started dressing himself, I certainly wasn't as hands on that time, but I talked to..." she hesitated, "Graham and then talked Henry through it," they'd passed the point of the former Sheriff being a sticking point between them, but Regina was still hesitant to bring him up. Emma nodded, she'd missed so much of her son's life, she buttoned her jeans and zipped them, "I'm sure that was a lesson you never thought you'd use again," Emma laughed as she tugged at the waist band a time or two, reached down and adjusted herself again, wearing pants was a whole nother new experience, she definitely felt more secure in them then when she'd just been all hanging free and flopping all over the place, she threaded her thick leather belt through the belt loops.
Regina grinned, "Not particularly," she stood and shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor in a silken heap. Emma swallowed and felt her pants tighten, ok maybe no pants wasn't so bad, Regina smiled, appreciating the look in her wife's eyes as they traversed her body, pausing at her smooth pubis, her breasts and the hickeys that dotted her neck and shoulders, "Go, breakfast is ready and I'll be down shortly," the brunette laughed when her wife sighed, but moved to collect a bra, white tank top and a black henley, before leaving the room as she pulled the clothes on.
They met their doctor in the lobby of the hospital, Dr. Hendricks greeted them warmly and couldn't help herself when her eyes inadvertently dropped down to Emma's crotch, this was brand new to her, she'd been Regina's personal physician back in the enchanted forest and when the curse was broken she'd chosen to continue her work at the hospital, so while the dark blonde doctor was familiar with magic and it's many uses, this was her first time dealing with a fertility spell. She had to admit if you didn't know there was something extra there, it just looked like the blonde woman was wearing men's jeans. Even knowing, the doctor still had a hard time deciding if the subtle bulge to the left of the fly was her imagination of not. Emma blushed and cleared her throat, Joann startled, realizing she'd been staring for several long seconds, she flushed herself, "Sorry, this is my first with this subject and I'll admit my scientific curiosity is very eager to get a look at, well, you," she gestured at Emma then. They shared the woman as an OBGYN so she had examined Emma before and she was anxious to see the changes magic had caused, she led them then down a hallway and into an elevator, they got out on the fifth floor and she led them to a private room with an exam table and two chairs in it, plus some other assorted equipment.
"The lab's running on a skeleton crew since it's the weekend, but I should hopefully have your test results by this evening," being a small town, their lab wasn't often backed up. "Regina, we'll start with you, yours is easy. I just want to verify that you are ovulating," she handed the brunette a small package, "you know the drill." Regina nodded and took the package, opening it and retrieving the specimen cup, she headed into the small attached bathroom. "Emma, I'd like for you to strip down so I can examine your new...anatomy," the doctor handed her a gown, "you can put this on if you want, however you're comfortable, I'll give you some privacy and will back in just a moment," Joann left the room. Emma had never understood that, doctors leaving while you undressed, they were about to see you naked anyway, she shrugged and started pulling off her clothes.
Emma was down to just her briefs and socks when the toilet flushed and Regina emerged carrying the sealed specimen cup, she sat it down on the counter and filled out the package it came in, peeled the sticker off and affixed it to outside of the cup before she slid the cup inside and sealed the package. She turned to face her wife, appreciating the view of the blonde before her, as her wife pulled the socks off and slid the briefs down her legs, "I appreciate you as a woman, Emma," she moved forward and placed her hands on her wife's hips, "But I'm finding you very attractive like this," she pressed their hips together, "I don't know if it's because I know what it being there means for our future, or if I just like being able see the effect I have on you so obviously," the brunette grinned when she felt her wife start to harden against her. A knock at the door separated them and Emma blushed trying to hide her semi-hard penis behind her hands.
The door cracked open and Dr. Hendrick's head poked through, then she stepped through into the room, she took in Emma's blush and cupped hands, added that to Regina studiously looking everywhere but her wife or doctor and Joann smiled, "It happens all the time in these situations, don't worry about it," she moved further into the room. Emma turned, changing her mind and slipping into the gown she'd originally decided against, smoothing it down in the front grateful that she'd quickly softened again. The blonde doctor sanitized her hands, then pulled on a pair of latex gloves, "I'd like draw some blood first, Sheriff," she opened a drawer and retrieved the equipment necessary for a blood draw, she efficiently drew two vials of blood and pressed a cotton ball over the pin-prick of blood that welled and bent Emma's arm to hold the cotton in place. She asked them some personal questions, asking for the clinical details of their activities the night before, the doctor made some notes on her clipboard, smiling as both women blushed occasionally, the blonde Sheriff more often than her wife. "Well," she set the clipboard down and pulled on another pair of gloves, "if you could raise your gown for me," she cleared her throat and rubbed her gloved hands together to warm them. Emma was relieved that the professional and clinical touches that poked, prodded and massaged her failed to arouse her, this was all new she hadn't been sure what her autonomic reactions would be with her new equipment, she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed the grip she had on her wife's hand.
"Everything looks and feels...normal, well...I mean, like it should," her head cocked then and she opened her mouth to try again. Regina held up a hand and smiled, "We get it, Joann," the brunette smiled at her longtime physician, "I know all of this is a little outside your wheelhouse, but we appreciate your help, and your discretion," she gave the doctor a meaningful look. "Of course, Regina. Doctor, patient confidentiality, cross my heart," Joann smiled reassuringly. "Now comes the fun part, or the hard part," she laughed at her own joke, she was only one, clearing her throat she went on, "I'm going to leave the room now," she retrieved another fresh specimen package from a drawer and laid it on the counter, "I need a sperm sample," Emma blushed, she'd known this was coming, but the idea of, well, coming in the clinical setting concerned her, what if she couldn't manage it? Joann continued then, "Regina you're welcome to stay, sometimes it's helpful if the partner is here to...assist...however it's important that the specimen remain uncontaminated, only Emma's bodily fluids," she moved to the door, "when you're ready, just push the green button here and I'll return to collect the sample," she pointed to two buttons beside the light switch, one red and one green. She pressed the red one, activating a red light on the outside assuring the couple their privacy until they were done, with a smile and a nod she left the room.
The wives looked at each other as the door clicked shut, Regina stepped up next to her wife, "Do you want me to help, darling?" Emma nodded shyly, "I'm not really sure I can do this, not here," she looked around at the sterile walls. Regina smiled and her arms wrapped around her wife's neck as she pressed close to her, "I think all you need is a little motivation," she pulled her blonde wife down into a kiss. Regina kept it easy and slow, moving her lips against her wife's with a practiced ease, she smiled when Emma started responding to the kiss, a warm tongue coming out to brush against her painted lips. Emma rested her hands on the curves of her wife's hips as Regina parted and let her in, the brunette groaned when she felt her wife's penis start to stir and harden against her, Emma was moving then, backing her up until her back pressed against the wall. Emma pulled away, breathing deeply and resting her forehead against her wife's, "Just kidding, I don't think it'll be a problem. You do things to me woman," the blonde grinned and stepped back and slipping the gown down her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground between them.
Her brunette wife pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, it had been dark in their bedroom last night and she hadn't really seen her wife's new appendage in all it's erect glory, she took in her wife's muscular body, tracing over it with her eyes, the strong, broad shoulders, the cut and well defined biceps, the sinewy forearms that led to strong hands, hands that she knew intimately well the pleasures they could provide. Hey eyes traced over her small firm breasts, with their tight pink nipples, wandered down to the etched muscles of her abdomen, her eyes slid down, appreciating the vee of her wife's obliques, following the arrow all the way down to the cock that jutted proudly out from her wife's creamy, muscular thighs. The cock was veiner than the magic cock Emma wielded, not obscenely so, but enough that it had a more organic look than her magic cock, the tip curved upwards just little. She stepped forward and reaching a hand out, traced the vein that started just behind the mushroom head and ran all the way to where it met Emma's pubis, her wife swallowed deeply, Regina leaned up to kiss the blonde, her hand moving below to cup and massage at her wife's testicles, rolling them in her hand, back and forth, back and forth, "Get the cup Emma," she whispered, releasing her wife. Emma turned and if she thought walking around with it flaccid was an experience, having it fully erect and free from restraint was another thing altogether.
Emma retrieved the specimen package and tore it open, removing the plastic cup inside it, her wife took it from her hands and pushed her sit on the exam table, "You tell me when you're about to come, darling, and I'll catch everything you have to give me," Regina used her sexy husky voice, knowing just how much it turned her wife on. Emma groaned at the deep timbre, she took a deep breath to steady herself and brought a hand to wrap around her shaft. "Hmm that's it, darling. Stroke yourself for me," and oh God, Regina was going to talk to her, for someone who had once lived in what was essentially the middle ages, her wife could find the most delicious things to say during their intimate encounters, she followed the directions then, stroking herself. "Looks a little dry, dear, why don't you add some lubrication, hmm?" Regina pulled a chair over to sit right in front of her wife, crossed her legs and resting her hands in her lap, the specimen jar clasped in one hand and the lid in the other. Emma brought her hand up and tried to think of a way to spit sexily into her hand, she couldn't, so she just did it, Regina smiled encouragingly and she brought her hand back down and started stroking again.
"That's right, darling. You're doing so good, my love," Regina shifted in her chair then, she stood and placed her hands on the knees of her wife. "If I was stroking you right now…" as her words trailed off her hand trailed up the bare thigh stopping just shy her wife's throbbing penis and caressing the flesh there, the back of her knuckles just brushing the soft, firm skin of Emma's erection. Emma groaned at the sensation, her strokes increasing in speed, her breath coming faster, "I'd slide my thumb right across your cockhead, collect the drops already beading there," Emma made the movement and whimpered, her hips jerked and her strokes moved faster still, her eyes slid closed. Regina removed her hands, "Look at me, Emma," her wife's eyes slid open and with very deliberate movements she raised the hem of the casual dress she wore up over her hips and slid her damp panties down her tanned legs, Emma groaned, gathering more of her pre-cum and using it to further lubricate her strokes. Regina sat back down, this time letting her legs fall open and the fingertips of one hand tease along her thigh, in all honesty she was having a wicked good time with this and mulled over the possibility of repeating the performance back at home.
Emma groaned when her wife's finger trailed up her own thigh higher and higher, finally running through the smooth, glistening folds, Regina slid forward in the chair leaning back and putting one modestly heeled foot on the first step of the table Emma sat on, the adjustment opened her up wider for her wife's viewing pleasure. "God, babe," Emma groaned, she was now jerking herself rather vigorously, she was getting closer and closer to blowing her load, Regina's hand teased at her clit and the brunette moaned, watching through hooded eyes as her wife watched her and mastubated faster and faster, pre-cum now occasionally flew from Emma's tip and some of it landed on her bare thighs. Regina groaned, gathered it onto her fingers and drew them back down to her cunt, pressing two fingers, now lubricated with Emma's pre-cum and her own arousal, against her opening, just barely pressing inside with a deep, husky moan.
That was all it took, "Babe, now, I'm going to come!" Regina groaned at her wife's timing, she supposed it was her own fault for working herself up further then just watching had, she removed her hand from herself, wiped her hand dry on the skirt of her dress and retrieved the lid she had set down, standing, she leaned across the space that separated them, she kissed Emma deeply, pulling at her bottom lip and sucking. Emma groaned, "Now! Here it comes!"
Regina pulled back, placed the lip of the cup so it rested just below the tip and used the lid to block the semen as it exploded from her wife and it ran down into the jar as Emma continued pumping herself and groaning. Regina shivered with her own arousal, she watched expectantly as the white fluid passed the adequate line on the side of the jar, she capped it securely and set it on the step between her wife's feet as she bent forward all in the same breathe to take her wife's tip between warm lips, "Oh, God!" Emma's eyes flew open and hands cupped the back of her wife's bobbing head, Regina milked every last remaining drop of cum from her cock. The brunette pulled away, releasing her wife's softening member with a wet 'pop', she used a finger to clean the edges of her mouth, slipping it into her mouth and cleaning off the last of her wife's cum. Emma groaned, then slipped off the table and pushed Regina back into the chair she'd abandoned, pushing the chair away from the table, Emma fell to her knees and kissed her wife with a purpose. Regina moaned and gasped into the hot mouth of her wife, when three fingers slid through her folds and pressed inside her tight, wet, heat, she curled her fingers and moved into a fast rhythm that moved the chair with each thrust. The kiss broke, both women breathing too heavily to maintain it, then Regina was tensing, thighs quivering and she bit into Emma's shoulder, desperate to not scream her pleasure for the whole hospital to hear and she was coming, hips rolling and arms wrapped tightly around Emma's neck as her orgasm exploded from her, covering Emma's chest and stomach as it ran down the tight muscles of her wife's lean body.
The brunette's churning hips slowed after several seconds went by and she slumped back in the chair, a last deep breath leaving her as her breathing evened out, "Fuck, that was good, darling," Regina shifted, groaning when Emma removed her fingers. The blonde stood, groaning when her knees screamed at her for falling to the hard floor on them, she moved to the sink in the corner and started washing her hands. Regina stayed where she was, letting her body relax, shivering as she felt her residual arousal drip from her still spread and swollen cunt lips. She stood finally, steadying herself when her legs wobbled just a little. The brunette took a deep breath, smoothed her dress down and waved her hand, the wrinkles in her dress smoothed out and all evidence of her orgasm that had been left behind was gone from the chair, floor and front of the table. Emma grinned, "I love it when you abuse magic," she teased, she moved on to cleaning her upper body of her wife's ejaculate, choosing to do so with soap, warm water and paper towels.
"I'm not abusing it!" Regina insisted, they both often used their magic to clean up the mess frequently left behind from their passion, after sex she just didn't feel like going through the effort it took to clean up, she much preferred just enjoying their sexual adventures wherever they so desired and cleaning it up magically afterwards. "I know, I know," Emma laughed, drying the last of her skin and pulling her wife into a hug.
"I love you," Regina mumbled into Emma's naked chest.
The blonde grinned, "Now and always," she kissed the brunette's hair then and pulled away to start pulling her clothes back on, this time she easily slipped into her briefs and adjusted herself comfortably into them.