222 – Show Stopper (A little 18+)

222 – Show Stopper (A little 18+)

Wedged between Calcine's breasts, it shouldn't have been possible for Morgan to have a cool entrance. Brandy had expected a few ruffled feathers as she worked out where she was and got used to Coalossal Calcine.

Underestimate the Murkrow at your peril.

As the red glow settled and feathered emerged, there was Morgan. Wings spread, one over each breast, reclined back into Calcine's cleavage like a wise, somewhat smug queen looking down upon her subjects.

"Hello, my little ones," Morgan purred, her red eyes glowing inside the shadow of her hat's brim. "The star of the show is here at last. Now, which one of my new toys will I take apart first?"

Morgan looked down at Calcine's enormous tits and stroked them both, then kneaded her hands into the soft, firm flesh. Her head tilted this way and that in confusion as she explored her throne, and then she slowly leaned her head back to look up at Calcine. Looking into her new giant face with those white, hot, fiery eyes.

"Star of the show, are you?" Calcine rumbled, Morgan's body trembling with her voice. "I'm ready to be entertained."

Eyes wide, Morgan pressed a hand to Calcine's lips and pushed herself up out of Calcine's cleavage to get a proper look over the Coalossal's body. A slow breath escaped from her lips as she looked at the nicely muscled arms, chiseled abs, and powerful thighs. Calcine's muscle wasn't over the top, but it was close to the limit of what fitness could get you. She looked like she could bench press a bus as a warm-up.

"Brandy, what the fuck!" Morgan hissed as she dropped to her feet and lifted a hand to run it over Calcine's abs, "You make a goddess of a woman without me being there to watch? Hey! You!"

Morgan pointed to Calico, who was trying to pull her chain back. She looked shocked even to be called out, looking around before tapping her chest. "Me? What you want, lass?"

"Ooh, piratical, I like that. You're going to fight this?" Morgan slapped Calcine's abs with a meaty thwack. Calcine didn't even blink. "Because my palm is stinging, and let me tell you. By Arceus, she feels absolutely perfect. I wouldn't fancy my chances. Maybe it's best to just lie down and take it."

This was probably the best Morgan had ever gotten along with Calcine. Clearly, the Dark part of her couldn't fight back the urges much anymore; Morgan was being far more horny than Brandy was used to. One look at the new Calcine and her composure had been tossed aside.

"We're not just going to fight," Wren said, flicking back her spiky red hair. "We're going to win."

Morgan gave Wren a long, thin stare. Slowly extending her head out in curiosity. "Calcine. Why is Brandy short and plump? I have missed so much."

"She's Wren, the other trainer," Brandy yelled as Sparky creased up with laughter beside her. "We have to make her orgasm six times due to a Lucky Chant bet. Need your help doing it."

"Oh, is that all? Good thing I'm an expert at making you cum." Morgan grinned. Then she let out a low whistle, a long stream of green swirling wind flowing out her mouth and along her wings. That had Wren backing up, whispering something to Dinah. Dinah's Substitute body fell apart. Warm tar Switcheroo'd over from it from Ceridwen pooled around her feet.

"Alright team, back to it," Brandy called out as she tried to tug the cackling Sparky back up to her feet. "Calcine close in and pin them. Sparky with me. Morgan, fence them in with Gust!"

"Wrong!" Morgan cackled, "Oh Brandy, it will be hard to top Calcine, but you know me by now. I love a challenge."

The wind whipped up, and Morgan flapped her wings hard. The force of the winds made Brandy brace herself against the floor; Sparky pushed back into her arms, her fur fluttering wildly. Dinah was pushed back by the building wind, Calico grabbing her with her free hand as she looped the chain around Wren to secure her with the other. Morgan was cackling. Her wings spread out wide as the wind kept building and building, far more potent than her Gust had ever been.

"Ceridwen," Wren screamed over the building hurricane. "Mystical Fire that Murkrow!"

Rainbow flame came arcing out of the ceramic pillars of fire that Ceridwen had been using for cover. Most of it got picked up in Morgan's Hurricane, but a few bits splashed onto her feathers.

"Astonish!" Brandy called out, "Calcine, use Smack Down on the ground as hard as you can."

Morgan disappeared in a burst of black feathers just as Calcine smashed her hand into the floor. Her palm crashed through the wooden deck, the boards cracking under her and splinters exploding in every direction. Morgan's building hurricane blew out with the ship rocking shockwave, everyone but Calcine stumbling for footing as Calcine's pounding hit drove the Cruise Ship into the water just enough to make the crowd scream with excitement. Morgan reappeared beside Wren as the ship bobbed back up, one wing stretched out to gather up the wind, still glowing with rainbow fire, and directed it down towards Calico in one boiling hot stream.

Yeah, Calcine had that very much handled, and Morgan was furiously smooching Dinah. Just the Pirate and the Witch to watch for.

"You're not going to steal this win from us," Ceridwen said as she floated out of the flames, her fishnet stockings alight with rainbow flames crisscrossing over her thighs. "Our luck is still in. Calico, pin Brandy down and show her a good time. I'll deal with Wren!"

"Wait!" Sparky called out. "I just gotta say. I loved wearing your hat."

"Oh, thank you?" Ceridwen said, adjusting the floppy witch hat. "Thanks for not filling it with bugs."

"Oh shit, I could have done that," Sparky clicked her fingers. "But I couldn't ruin a hat so majestic. Easily the sweetest hat I've ever seen."

Morgan's head snapped up, her red eyes dilated from the kiss, but a burning red anger in her eyes.

"Your magic tricks are great too," Sparky said, laying it on thicker. "I love how you can make your cards fly about. I can only imagine what spells you can weave on a woman."

"Our Ceri is a wonder," Calico nodded as she picked up her anchor. "I've seen her make a girl cum with a click of her fingers. Incredible fighter too; she earns that big hat."

"Yeah, it's great to see the real deal," Sparky said, stroking the back of her neck. "I know the crowd will be walking away from this one saying. 'That Mismagius is the best witch we've ever seen.' "

"Sweet stuff," Morgan said, digging her fingers into Dinah. "Wait here for a moment. Hey, hey!"

Ceridwen raised an eyebrow as Morgan barked angrily at her. The Murkrow's smile turned into a horrible, almost manic grin. "That's right, you floppy-hatted ghost fraud. You want to see a real magic trick?"

"Fraud? Hah. Murkrow are renowned card cheats," Ceridwen sniffed. "With a bad sense of fashion."

Morgan dropped Dinah into a happily cooing puddle, her head twisted almost right around as she stared daggers at Ceridwen. "Excuse me?"

"Did I stutter?" Ceridwen grinned, her golden eyes shining. "If your kind could do real magic, you wouldn't have to crib Ghost moves off us. I saw that Astonish. I've seen Dinah mimic a better one than your pale imitation. How long have you been practicing that sad act, little crow?"

"Her Ceri, lighten off a little, hun," Calico said, "Don't lose your head; Wren needs our help."

Brandy pointed Calico out, and Sparky took aim, firing a web shot she had to phase to go through again. The pair of them charged her down so she couldn't interfere further. They didn't need cooler heads right now.

"Think of a card," Morgan hissed at Ceridwen as they ran past. "Any card."

"Oh, you're going to read my mind?" Ceridwen laughed, her cards floating around in her orbit. "Cribbing Mercury's tricks now? How sad."

"Thinking of that card?" Morgan grinned, "Good."

Morgan broke apart in a flurry of black feathers just as Ceridwen sent her cards out in a stream, Dinah groaning as she got the brunt of them instead. Morgan's feathers flowed around the cards, reforming right in the heart of the card storm. Morgan grabbed the edges of Ceridwen's robes and glowered into her eyes. She had a card between her teeth and spat it out to bounce off Ceridwen's face.

An Ace of Hearts.

"How did you know?" Ceridwen gasped. "You've only been out for a minute!"

"Because you Ghosts are so predictable. You wouldn't settle for anything less than the best." Morgan grinned. "Now I hope you like the taste of the Ace of Hearts, you bitch. Because if you don't end this admitting that I'm the better witch? I'm going to feed it to you."