(A.N: First real smutty chapter, you've been warned. Though this is a smut book, which makes me wonder why some people want the warnings in the first pce… Also, I have never written anything like this before so any suggestions to improve are welcome! Its much harder to write a smut scene that only contains one person... Anyway, content warnings! Please note that this chapter is ENTIRELY skippable and contains nothing of major relevance to the story. This chap contains: selfcest, oral, vanil, and toys!)

  The first was a mask, carved with a stylized dragon face. The majority of the mask was a dark gray, with the carved lines a gleaming gold with two snted oval holes for the eyes but none for the mouth. Around the eyes, the gold faded to a warm orange which seems to be becoming a running theme, and the (slightly overly long) description made me immediately love the mask.

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  Mask of The Phantasmal Dragon (Rare, Accessory): An enchanted mask made from a phantom dragon’s scale. While worn, a phantasmal projection of a dragon's cock will be formed, forcing itself down the wearers throat. The projection will not impede breathing, but will make speech impossible. While wearing the mask, all stimution will also affect the projection. Increases mana regeneration. Allows summoning of a phantom wyrmling once per day. Prevents anyone not allowed from recognizing the wearer except by the distinctive mask.

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  I almost put it on right then and there. It takes a genuine effort to set it to the side, at least until I check out the second item from the other ghost. The fact that it prevents people from recognizing anything about me except the mask was incredible by itself, ignoring the fact that it feeds my (little) oral fixation wonderfully. Even more mana regeneration was great as well, including the extra minion that I could now use. Picking up the other item, I’m surprised to find a very recognizable item. A cylinder of solidified ectopsm with a hole on one end. It was entirely empty, the shell no longer transparent like the rest of the phantom's remains. Identify expined that quickly enough.

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  Phantasmal Fleshlight (Rare, Utility): A sex toy made from concentrated ectopsm. When imbued with mana, creates a small portal between a selected orifice and the toy opening. Sterilizes all sperm that passes through the portal.

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  And there it is. The perfect item to pair with my mask. Weaving a thread of mana into the fleshlight, I think about connecting it to my own pussy. A chill breeze brushes across my nethers as a thin film of mana covers the opening of the toy before fading away, revealing my virgin slit. My cock jumps at the sight, and I quickly strip my Fallen Nun’s Habit off so as to not spoil the fun. Picking up the mask, I press it to my face. Instantly, I feel a pointed tip press against my lips, and I open my mouth to welcome it in. A massive, thick shaft surges free of the mask, thrusting deep into my throat as I moan in pleasure. Soft ridges scrape their way down my throat, reaching almost all the way down. As the description said, I could breathe perfectly fine but speaking anything intelligible would be impossible with the thick shaft filling my throat. I trace my fingers down the bulge, feeling as my skin is stretched taut. I estimate the cock is around fourteen inches, rger than anything human could ever be. I groan in pleasure at the sensation of being filled to my limits, suckling on the cock and swirling my tongue around the base as it pulses in simuted arousal. Reaching down and giving my cock a firm stroke, I take it in properly for the first time. Ten inches of thick, glorious girl cock rise from above my slick slit, my internal balls hammering home the fact that I'm not human. Hidden behind an opaque circle of pale magic, rests my tight virgin pussy. Well, not virgin for much longer.

  Lifting the fleshlight and lining up my shaft with the entrance, I slowly begin to push into my pussy. Gasping at the tightness and sensation of being stuffed from both ends, I can't help but buck my hips into myself. Muffled whimpers escape me as I feel my hymen break, but the small pain is rapidly overshadowed by overwhelming bliss. I y my hand over my stomach, feeling the slightly distended skin as my own cock throbs inside me. Thrusting again draws a heady moan as I begin to hump the toy with wild abandon. Warm pleasure floods my body as one hand begins to fondle my breasts. Tweaking a nipple in time with each thrust, I quickly devolve into a sweaty mess as my lust reaches a peak. Wet spping fills the room from my dripping pussy, juices lubricating each stomach-bulging thrust. My cockhead pushes against my cervix, sending bolts of indescribable sensation through my body. My thoughts stutter as I finally cum, liquid heat filling my womb. I moan into the mask, muffled around the massive dragon cock still stuffing my throat, and my eyes widen as more pushes free from the mask. A fat knot of flesh forces itself into my mouth, preventing me from even moving my jaw as it swells in time with my climax. I orgasm even harder from the stimution, hot cum filling my pussy with each balls-deep thrust. I feel my stomach draw tight from the amount before my climax tapers off, but before I can process what's happening the dick stuffing my mouth also bursts. Thick, salty cum flows into my mouth and straight down my throat, pumping me full with each throbbing pulse of the ghostly meat.

  The knot inftes, preventing me from removing the mask or spitting out the spectral cum. I moan, eyes rolling back into my head as I colpse against the wall behind me, wings fluttering weakly and tail twitching next to me. The mask keeps cumming for far too long, spurts of heat joining the rest in my gut. My stomach feels overfull, searing warmth filling me from the inside-out. After what feels like hours, the flow tapers off to the occasional spurt but the knot remains infmed. I dimly realize that I still have my own dick buried in the fleshlight, and weakly pull myself out and put the now disabled portal into my spacial pouch. Warm liquid leaks from between my legs as I stagger to my feet, bracing against the wall to keep from falling over. Redressing in my habit, I rub my stuffed stomach as the dragon dick continues to twitch in my mouth. Resigning myself to being a living cocksleeve for a while, I turn to the door leading out of the room.