Episode 31

It had been a few relatively peaceful days since Lavatoria's Got Talent. By "peaceful," I mean I hadn't been drenched in magical water or forced to endure some bizarre magical event… yet. For a brief moment, I thought maybe my life was settling down.

But, of course, that thought was far too optimistic.

The morning sun filtered through the inn's windows as I sat in the corner of the room, trying to relax after the chaos of the past week. Nixie and Ursha were lounging on the bed, both of them equally worn out but in better spirits. The quiet was almost too good to be true.

And that's when she showed up again.

"Jake, my love… we meet again."

The voice was unmistakable. I groaned internally as a familiar figure materialized in the center of the room, a seductive, voluptuous succubus dressed in barely-there lingerie. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes gleamed with mischievous intent. It was Yzara, the succubus who had been relentlessly pursuing me ever since she discovered my… unique powers.

Nixie and Ursha both sat up immediately, glaring at Yzara with annoyance.

"You again?" Ursha growled, reaching for her axe. , "Didn't we make it clear last time that you're not welcome here?"

Yzara waved her hand dismissively, a smug grin on her lips. "Oh, I'm not here to fight, darling. I'm here to claim what's rightfully mine."

I immediately felt a chill run down my porcelain frame. , "What do you mean, 'claim'? We've been through this, I'm not interested!"

But Yzara's grin only widened as she sauntered over to me, her fingers trailing along my porcelain surface. , "Oh, Jake… You say that, but we both know you've been holding back. You've got so much power, and I've come to take what's mine."

Before I could protest, Yzara leaned in and whispered something in a strange, ancient language. The air around us shimmered with dark magic, and I felt a sudden surge of energy as Yzara placed her hand over my glowing porcelain appendage. My entire body tensed as I realized what was happening, she was casting some kind of binding spell.

"Wait… what are you doing?!" I yelled, panicking as I felt the magic take hold.

Yzara's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "I'm binding us, Jake. You and I are now connected, soul to soul, power to power. From this moment on, we are inseparable."

"WHAT?!" I sputtered, trying to back away, but it was too late. The spell had already taken effect. I could feel the magic tethering our souls together, locking us in some sort of permanent bond.

Nixie and Ursha both rushed over, but the spell's barrier prevented them from getting too close. They watched helplessly as Yzara completed the spell, her body glowing with a dark, seductive aura.

"You can't do this!" Nixie shouted, her fists clenched. , "Jake doesn't belong to you!"

Yzara chuckled, her fingers still caressing my porcelain frame. , "Oh, darling… he belongs to me now. We're bound together, and there's nothing anyone can do to change that."

Yzara tucked her dark hair behind her ear and began to greedily suck on the tip. It didn't take long before I involuntarily burst into her mouth.

I wanted to scream, to break free, but the magic was too powerful. I could feel Yzara draining more of my magical sperm, feeding off my energy as the binding spell solidified. A surge of heat coursed through me, and before I knew it, I had released another burst of magical sperm, which Yzara eagerly absorbed.

The spell's final words echoed in the room, and just like that, it was done. Yzara's body shimmered with the power she had taken from me, and the barrier dissipated, leaving me feeling weak and drained.

"There," Yzara said with a satisfied smile. , "Now we're connected forever. No one else will ever have you like I do."

I could feel it, like an invisible tether that connected us. I groaned in frustration as I realized it was too late. "Oh no."

"Oh yes baby, you're mine now." Yzara moaned as she shook her tits in front of my face. She bit her bottom lip and leaned back as she took in my frustrated expression.

Before anyone could react to Yzara's declaration, a knock on the door interrupted the tension in the room. Nixie, still glaring at the succubus, reluctantly went to answer it. Standing outside was a frazzled-looking villager, wringing his hands nervously.

"Please," the man said, his voice trembling. , "I need help! My daughter has been kidnapped by these strange, furry creatures! They're holding her hostage and demanding gold, or they say they'll… they'll tickle her to death!"

Ursha blinked, her usual fierce expression turning into one of confusion. , "Wait, did you just say… tickle her to death?"

The man nodded, his face pale. , "Yes! Please, you've got to help her! They said if we don't bring them a pile of gold by sundown, they'll tickle her until she… she can't breathe anymore!"

Nixie exchanged a look with Ursha, then glanced over at me. , "Well, looks like we've got a new quest."

"Great," I muttered, still reeling from the whole soul-binding thing with Yzara. , "As if my day wasn't weird enough already."

Yzara, apparently unfazed by the sudden turn of events, crossed her arms and smirked. , "Looks like we've got an adventure ahead of us, Jake. Don't worry, I'll be right by your side."

Ursha glared at Yzara and pointed her weapon at her. "This isn't over."

I groaned, but there was no getting out of it. Bound by soul and now forced into yet another bizarre quest, I could only hope that this one would be quick and painless.

The village where the little girl had been kidnapped was just outside Lavatoria, nestled near the edge of a dense forest. According to the villager, the furry creatures, some kind of tickle-obsessed bandits, had taken her to their hideout deep in the woods. As we trekked through the forest, I couldn't help but feel the weight of Yzara's binding spell. Every time I tried to move away from her, I felt a tug, like a magical tether pulling me back toward her.

"This is going to be my life now, isn't it?" I muttered under my breath.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic, Jake," Yzara cooed, walking beside me with a smug grin. , "You'll get used to it. Besides, you'll thank me when you realize just how powerful we can be together."

"Not likely," I grumbled.

Nixie and Ursha, walking a few paces ahead, were trying to stay focused on the task at hand. "I still can't believe we're about to fight a bunch of furry creatures threatening to tickle someone to death," Nixie said, shaking her head.

Ursha shrugged. , "It's Lavatoria. Weird is our normal."

As we approached the creatures' hideout, the faint sound of giggling echoed through the trees. The closer we got, the more unsettling the sound became, it was like a chorus of tiny, high-pitched laughs that sent shivers down my porcelain frame.

"There they are," Nixie whispered, pointing toward a small clearing ahead.

Sure enough, a group of furry creatures, short, fluffy beings that looked like a cross between squirrels and bandits, were gathered around a small cage, inside of which was the kidnapped girl. The girl was giggling uncontrollably as the creatures teased her with tiny feathers, but it was clear she was on the verge of being tickled to death.

"Tickle her! Tickle her more!" one of the bandit creatures squeaked, waving a tiny feather in the air.

Ursha cracked her knuckles, her face set in determination. "Let's put an end to this."

As we crouched behind the bushes, watching the absurd scene in the clearing, it was clear these furry creatures were no ordinary bandits. They were fluffy, squirrel-like creatures with oversized feathery tails, and their giggling was unsettling. Despite their ridiculous demeanor, they had the little girl locked up in a cage, and they seemed determined to tickle her into submission.

"Alright," Nixie whispered, glancing over at Ursha and me. , "This should be easy. We swoop in, grab the girl, and put these little fluffballs in their place."

Ursha, always eager for action, was already gripping her axe, ready to charge in. , "Simple enough. Let's get this over with."

But before we could make a move, Yzara, the succubus now permanently bound to me, stepped forward with a smug grin on her face. , "Oh, please. Let me handle this. These little creatures are no match for my charm."

I groaned, knowing exactly where this was going. , "Yzara, now is not the time for seduction."

"Who said anything about seduction, darling?" she purred, her eyes glinting with mischief. , "I've got other tricks up my sleeve."

Yzara sauntered toward the clearing with a confident sway, and the furry bandits immediately turned their attention to her. Their giggles subsided, and they looked at her with a mix of confusion and awe. It was clear they weren't used to seeing a seductive succubus strut into their tickle den.

"Well, well, well," one of the bandits squeaked, stepping forward with his tiny feather in hand. , "What do we have here? Another one to tickle?"

Yzara smiled sweetly, leaning down to the bandit's level. "Oh, darling, you couldn't possibly handle me."

The bandit blinked, looking unsure of himself. , "Uh… maybe not. But we still want gold! Give us gold, or we'll keep tickling her until she can't take it anymore!"

The girl in the cage let out another peal of laughter as one of the other bandits tickled her feet with a feather. She was clearly on the verge of passing out from the tickling.

Yzara's eyes glinted as she cast a subtle charm spell, her voice dripping with allure. , "How about you hand over the girl, and we'll give you something even better than gold?"

The bandits blinked in unison, clearly entranced by her charm. "Better than gold?" the leader asked, his feathery tail twitching.

"Much better," Yzara cooed. , "Now, why don't you run along and let the girl go, hmm?"

For a moment, it seemed like Yzara's spell had worked. The bandits hesitated, their eyes glazed over as they considered her offer. But then, the spell snapped, and the bandit leader shook his head, his fluffy ears twitching.

"Wait a minute!" he squeaked, his tiny voice full of suspicion. , "You're trying to trick us! No deal! We want gold, or we'll keep tickling!"

Yzara sighed dramatically. , "Fine. Have it your way."

That was the signal. Nixie, Ursha, and I burst from the bushes, charging into the clearing. The bandits let out startled squeaks, scattering in all directions. The girl in the cage gasped with relief as Nixie ran over to free her.

"Get them!" the bandit leader squealed, waving his feather in the air. , "Tickle them all!"

What followed was possibly the most absurd fight I'd ever been involved in, and considering my life as a sentient toilet, that was saying something.

The furry bandits, armed with nothing but feathers, rushed at us with surprising speed. Ursha, always ready for a fight, swung her axe at the first wave of bandits, but they were too fast, darting around her strikes with agility that belied their fluffy appearance. One of them leaped onto her back and started tickling her ribs with its feather.

"Get off me!" Ursha growled, trying to shake the bandit off, but it was clinging to her like a tickling koala.

Meanwhile, Nixie was fending off two bandits at once, dodging their tickle attacks as she unlocked the cage and freed the girl. "Stay back!" she yelled, using her magic to zap one of the bandits with a small bolt of energy.

I, on the other hand, was not as lucky. Two of the furry creatures spotted me and immediately rushed toward me, their feathers raised in the air like tiny swords.

"Don't even think about it!" I warned, but it was no use.

One of the bandits leaped onto my porcelain frame and started tickling my lid, while the other ran circles around me, flicking its feather at my wheels.

"This is ridiculous!" I groaned, trying to shake them off. , "Get away from me, you fluffy freaks!"

But no matter how much I rolled around, the bandits kept coming. It was like they had an endless supply of feathers, and they were determined to tickle us into submission.

Yzara, meanwhile, was standing off to the side, watching the chaos unfold with a bemused expression. , "Well, this isn't quite what I expected."

"A little help here!" I shouted, trying to shake off the bandit that was now perched on my handle.

Yzara sighed and waved her hand, casting a quick spell that sent a burst of energy toward the bandits. The magic knocked them off balance, and the one clinging to me fell to the ground with a squeak.

"There you go, darling," Yzara said with a smirk. , "All taken care of."

"Finally," I muttered, grateful for the assist.

With Yzara's spell tipping the scales, the fight quickly turned in our favor. The bandits, realizing they were outmatched, began to retreat, their fluffy tails tucked between their legs.

"Alright, alright!" the bandit leader squeaked, waving his feather in surrender. , "You win! Take the girl and go! Just don't tickle us back!"

Ursha grunted in satisfaction, brushing herself off. , "Good choice."

Nixie, who had already freed the girl, gave the bandits a stern look. , "Don't ever try this again, or we'll come back for you."

The bandits nodded vigorously, scrambling away into the trees, their giggles fading into the distance.

The little girl, still catching her breath from the tickling ordeal, smiled gratefully at us. , "Thank you for saving me! Those furry creatures were so silly!"

As we prepared to head back to the village, the girl glanced back at the trees, her eyes lighting up when she spotted one of the bandits, a particularly small, wide-eyed one, peeking out from behind a bush.

"Oh!" she gasped, running over to the creature. , "Can I keep this one? He's cute!"

Before we could stop her, the girl scooped up the small bandit, hugging him like a plush toy. The squirrel-like creature blinked in surprise, then snuggled into her arms, seemingly content.

Nixie raised an eyebrow. , "Well, that's… unexpected."

Ursha shrugged. , "At least she's happy."

"Great," I muttered. , "We saved the day, and now we've got a tickle-obsessed squirrel bandit for a pet."

Yzara, still basking in the glow of her newly acquired magical bond with me, chuckled. , "Oh, Jake, this is just the beginning. Who knows what other ridiculous adventures await us?"

I groaned. , "I really don't want to find out."