Erika led Yuki to the wide expanse of beach and began to channel a few spells. First, she channeled some heat into the sand, turning it into a stone circle twenty feet in diameter. Erika followed that up by carving small runoff channels through it, then directing Yuki to stand next to her while she summoned a small rain cloud. As the fresh water poured down over the two women, Erika sighed happily, finally free of sand and salt.

  "Want me to scrub your back?" Erika tried, gncing over at the dripping wet kitsune. Those fox ears were just so cute, even if her tail was shing back and forth in a very unhappy manner. Now that she thought about it, Erika figured foxes probably didn't like being caught in a rainstorm like that. Yuki just snarled at her, turning away from the witch and trying to scrub more sand and salt from her body without jostling her wounds. Such a nice ass, Erika thought, staring at Yuki's backside. And that tail...

  Finally, the two were as clean as they could get and Erika dismissed the small rain cloud, watching it drift away down the beach. She began to pull tent poles and canvas from her storage ring, setting up a teepee in the stone circle. Yuki watched in wonder as the witch worked, the tent springing to life around her. A thick and cozy rug was id down in one part and a small fire kindled in the middle. Erika stepped over to Yuki and pulled her down next to her on the rug, gncing around.

  "This looks lovely," Yuki said cautiously, "But how does this heal us? And who were you talking about?"

  "Okay, so ... you're just going to have to go with me on this one," Erika said, sighing as she pulled an ornate Native American peace pipe out and showing it to the stunned fox-girl. "I need you to trust me, for real, and take a big hit of this when I pass it to you."

  Yuki blinked, her expression one of total disbelief. "Are you fucking high?"

  "Not yet," Erika countered pyfully. "But I'm also not kidding." She caught a spark from the tent's small campfire with the pipe and blew on it briefly to get the pipe started, then inhaled deeply. Erika let her lungs fill with the magic smoke, her senses beginning to tingle. She handed the pipe to Yuki who stared at it, still doubting. Erika leaned over, grasping the kitsune's head in both of her hands and exhaled the smoke into Yuki's stunned mouth. "I need you to believe me. Take a hit from the pipe."

  Yuki twitched, surprised by Erika's behavior, and finally raised the pipe to her own mouth. She took a shuddering drag from the pipe, nearly coughing as she did, before blowing it back out. Erika did her best to inhale all the smoke, nodding enthusiastically at Yuki. "Again," she encouraged. Yuki repeated the process once more under Erika's watchful eye, before Erika took the pipe back and put it away, waiting to see what happened next.

  "Oh hey Erika, who's your friend?" Fawn's ghostly figure stepped through the fire, approaching the two sitting women. "Oh no, she's so hurt!" Fawn rushed over, kneeling by the kitsune, reaching a gentle hand out toward Yuki. Erika smiled gently, gncing between the injured kitsune and the ghostly Native American woman. Fawn was cd as before, an ornate feathered headdress perched on her head and a very skimpy leather outfit that left little to the imagination covering her nipples and waist. "Do you need help?"

  "We'd love help, Fawn," Erika began. "We were attacked and Yuki rescued me, but was hurt in the process. I was hoping you might know some healing magic?" Yuki scowled at this, not liking the attention, and gred suspiciously between Erika and the ghostly figure. She clearly suspected shenanigans, based on the drugs and the scantily cd ghost, but Erika could hardly bme her. It's not like she was wrong, per se. It's just that Erika hoped she could also be healed in the process.

  "I know a few things that could help," Fawn began. "Do you mind if I check your wounds?" Yuki sighed, leaning back and fully exposing herself to the woman. Erika watched as Yuki jumped in surprise, Fawn's ghostly fingers gently grazing across Yuki's bare skin. Fawn brushed her hands over the wounds, chanting quietly to herself as she did. Erika's mouth grew dry as she saw Yuki's nipples harden, the skin crinkling and a flush appearing on the kitsune's neck. She could tell that Yuki was getting aroused by the healing touch and rubbed her own thighs together, distracted by the sight of the turned on fox-girl.

  As the minutes passed, the tent was silent except for Fawn's chanting and the increasingly aroused panting breaths of both Erika and Yuki. Erika watched as Yuki's wounds began closing, the skin slowly drawing closed and the kitsune's injuries beginning to fade into pale scars. At the same time, Yuki kept squirming in the most enticing ways, her body breaking out into a sweat as the fox-girl rubbed her own thighs together and whined with lust. Finally, Fawn was done and took a deep breath, pulling her hands away from Yuki and exhaling again. She gnced over at Erika, running her eyes up and down the nude witch.

  "You look like you've seen better days, my dear." Erika nodded her head in assent, acknowledging her own injuries.

  "A few scrapes, nothing as bad as her," Erika replied. "You don't need to waste-"

  "Oh hush," Fawn said, leaning over putting a hand to Erika's chest, nestling it between her breasts and spreading her fingers. "I want you healthy, too." Erika leaned back as she felt the ghostly woman's healing energy coursing into her. Her nerves were lit on fire, every inch of her tingling with arousal, and she almost moaned out loud, catching herself at the st second and panting with desire instead. Erika squirmed, wanting to start furiously masturbating as the pleasurable sensations rippled through her body, but even she knew that was wildly inappropriate at this moment, especially with Yuki watching.

  Once more, Fawn completed her healing tasks, sitting back on her knees and gncing between the two exhausted women. Yuki and Erika y next to each other on the rug, panting, sweaty, and very aroused from the healing treatment. Fawn's face lit up with a sly grin, a pn forming in her mind.

  "So, I'm happy to help you two hotties, but I do need payment for services rendered. It's part of the ghostly services deal," Fawn said into the still air of the tent. Yuki blinked in surprise, gncing over at Erika, mouthing the word payment. Erika shrugged back, pretending not to know what Fawn was implying. Fawn stood, stripping her clothes off and exposing her giant futa cock to the two women. Erika's mouth watered in memory of her previous experience, Yuki shrank back in shock, flinching behind Erika. Erika felt Yuki's nipples brush against her own back as the kitsune tried to use her as a human shield and smiled at the sensation.

  "Fawn, I'm your girl - all day, every day. Give me that meat stick. I need that futa cock stuffed deep inside each of my holes," Erika said with a lusty grin.

  "But what about her," Fawn countered. "She required more healing than you did. How is she going to pay?" Erika thought for a second, pouting.

  "No fair. I haven't even had sex with her yet, and you want to beat me to it, let alone breaking her in with that giant rod? How about I just pay for both of us?" Fawn put an exaggerated thoughtful expression on her face, tapping at her chin as if wrestling with a great dilemma.

  "I have a better idea," Fawn countered. "The three of us have sex, but I'll only penetrate you, Erika. Does that work?" Erica thought for a second and then nodded happily, gd they could find an agreeable solution. Everyone would get to have fun, but she wouldn't necessarily lose Yuki to Fawn. Not that Fawn fucking Yuki meant she cimed her, but it made sense in Erika's head that way, at least.

  "Wait," Yuki said tentatively, nestled in behind Erika and holding the witch as a shield toward the ghostly woman. "Do I get a say?"

  "No," the other two women replied in unison as they turned toward her.

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