Sorry if this rambles a bit. This one is admittedly bizarre, but I tried to come up with a plotline that would let me explore the idea of being able to have an unlimited supply of eager snuffbunnies who are thrilled to offer themselves for the ultimate and final erotic experience so, here goes.

[TLDR: Young mage increases his powers by erotically snuffing willing volunteer women in the manor of their deepest desires.].

I drift through the mists of the Ethereal plane honing back in on my home in the material realm after meeting with Sylva. I’ve been out here so many times before, but I never tire of its enchanting beauty. Ever since I was an adolescent, I’ve discovered I have this gift. You might call it magic, psychic powers, shadow weaving, whatever. All I know is I am able to manipulate many of the laws of reality, and because of that there is some destiny I’m being drawn to at some point in my future, and I need to be ready for it when it comes. How do I know this? Well to be honest Sylva has told me, and I’ve learned that if she tells you something, you can rely on it being true.

Who’s Sylva? Well, that’s kind of hard to explain. You see Sylva could be considered many things. She once was, or rather will be, an ordinary human woman before she discovered her own powers and destiny. She told me I was the one who showed those things to her, or rather I will be. You see, Sylva chooses to live here in the Astral plane, though shet can enter or simply observe the material one at will. Time can be a funny thing here. If you don’t know what you’re doing, you can spend seconds here and find days or even months have passed in your home plane, or just as easily the reverse could occur. If you get good enough at working its nuances, you can even return to a time before you left. The way Sylva has been working it, her timeline runs backwards to my own.

I met her when, shortly after my 18th birthday, Sylva found me and drew me here, and told me her purpose was to teach me how to harness my powers in preparation for my ultimate destiny, though she still won’t tell me what that is yet. She was at the end of her life, though she still looked young and beautiful. At her request, well at her insistence really, we had wild passionate sex that ended with her breaking down into her pure essence at the height of her orgasm, and that essence and all her powers being unexpectedly consumed and absorbed into me, and then my being returned back to the material plane once more. Well it was unexpected to me anyway. It was quite a shock to say the least. I kept wondering if it had all been a hallucination. Then the next day, as she had said would happen, she drew me here again and told me that what I experienced hadn’t happened yet for her, but was going to happen to her very soon,... and that she was looking forward to it. She assured me she has known that to be her final destiny from the beginning, and she wouldn’t want it any other way, and was glad to know that this event that she had been looking forward to was finally about to happen, and she assured me that I shouldn’t feel bad about doing that to her at all.

Well, since then she has been akin to my mentor and spirit guide as well as the coordinator and fixer for my development as a mage, not to mention my lover, and has taught me so much in all these areas. She has told me that now that I have absorbed her future self's essence and power, my own magical ability has multiplied tenfold. But that it won’t last. To be able to be at my peak, I must absorb the lifeforce and vitality of other women. However, this should not be a problem. That preparations have already been made by her to find and arrange for the women I need to come and offer themselves to me.

She has gone to the material plane at various points between 100 and 300 years ago, and made deals with women that would be eager to agree. In return for a very long life and wealth and prosperity, they would be willing to come to me at the end to let me snuff them in erotic ways to fuel my magical abilities. She only selected women who would be willing to accept this offer, and that would be thrilled to honor it at the end. Most such women were naturally submissive and a bit masochistic by nature, and were eager to go out on their appointed date with a bang. She does put a geas on them to keep the truth of their extended lives and source of their wealth a secret, as well as their eventual fate, though this is more to help them not accidentally let those things slip out rather than to force them to do anything against their wills

So now as I continue my magical studies and training, I have women contacting me on a daily basis eager to report to be fucked and snuffed in all sorts of wild erotic ways, many of which are not even possible for other people. They assure me they are thrilled to do so, and that they have lived a long and full life, never growing old, and that they are happy to now fulfill their part of the bargain. Some come to me earlier than the date Sylva has set for their snuffing. They live in my house for a time serving me as maids, cooks, general assistants, and sex slaves until their appointed time. Of course, they usually have some very extreme and otherwise impossible fantasy or desire for how they want their last moments of existence to play out and I always do my best to make that deep dream come true, while others are eager to let me decide, I try my best to give them their desired send off or at least make it one they'll enjoy. After all, I feel that the least I can do for them is give them a proper send off.

Others I meet when I'm out and about taking care of other business, and it's a simple spell that then lets me give then their proper send off without anyone around noticing anything unusual is occurring. Like the waitress who strips naked for me and sits on the table and offers herself to be vored feetfirst as my meal, or the uppity policewoman who pulled me over and gave me a citation for what was a very minor infraction that she then seriously overcharged me on the ticket. I tried to protest of course, but she told me to take it up with the traffic judge cause the ticket stands, but if it would make me feel any better I could strip her and handcuff her behind her back and fuck her up the ass while I strangled her to make up for it. (Then after I had done exactly that, the ticket magically transformed itself into a note from Sylva telling me to have a wonderful day.

Materializing in my home office, I take a moment to reorient myself before having a seat at my computer. So, let's check my roster and see who’s on the list for tonight, and what special accommodations they’ve requested.

Drop me a chat or DM if this is of interest to you. Also open to playing on other platforms.