Alaina started typing in the search engine, but the results for "magic cock," "magic penis," and "magic dick" weren't remotely what she was looking for. When porn came up on her screen, she had to click away before her demon dick started stirring under her dress. Most annoyingly, searching for "magic cock" mostly brought back results for "cock magic," and illegal underground Magic: The Gathering games between chickens, while interesting, were not useful in her current predicament.
While scrolling through the results, suddenly her screen froze. "What the flying pink popsicle?" she asked herself. She angrily tapped the keys until letters popped up on her monitor. The letters slowly formed a message.
"MEET ME BEHIND THE MAGIC SHOP. I CAN HELP."
It was suspicious to say the least, but Alaina felt like she didn't have much to lose. "Of course," she thought, "that line of thinking got me into this situation in the first place." The monster on her crotch was enough proof that it could always get worse, especially when infernal magicks are involved. It's not impossible that this was some kind of succubus luring her into a trap so she could drain her of her masculine essences, or something weird like that.
"THIS IS MY FAULT AND I WANT TO FIX IT."
"Fine," she said out loud, assuming whoever was behind it could either hear her or read her mind. If whoever it is sending these messages really is an employee at the magic shop, they might actually be able to help her. And if not, well, Alaina's new dick could make for a pretty formidable weapon to beat the bastard with.
Before long, Alaina found herself in front of the magic shop. It was dark and uncomfortably silent. The shop didn't look nearly this menacing in the daylight, like some malevolent force resided inside of it. She felt as if the building itself was alive and watching her. Alaina swallowed hard, and quietly walked down the alleyway leading to the back of the shop.
A hooded figure suddenly reached out and grabbed her from behind, wrapping one hand around her mouth to stifle her scream.
"Shh, shh. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm just glad I got to you before it was too late." The hooded figure let Alaina go and then stepped back to arm's length.
"Sweet chocolate cake, you scared the crap out of me," Alaina said while smoothing her hair back, her chest heaving as the adrenaline flowed through her veins. The sudden burst of energy reached her cock and it stood at half-mast. "What do you mean 'too late'?"
The hooded figure pulled her hood back, revealing a surprisingly attractive redheaded woman. She appeared to be in her late 20s or early 30s. Her only real physical flaw were her slightly buck teeth, but even that was cute. She wasn't smiling now, but, when she did, it would have melted your heart.
"The curse, every time you cum, it will take something away from you," she woman said, "The first step is that you can't masturbate, but I'm sure you've figured that out already. The second, which I'm sure you haven't gotten to since you can't masturbate and you haven't had enough time to have sex ..." The woman trailed off when she noticed the distressed look on Alaina's face.
"I haven't noticed anything different yet," Alaina interjected.
The woman was temporarily lost for words before picking back up where she left off, "Okay, the second step is blowjobs no longer make you cum. The third is that you can't cum from sex. Finally, you'll only be able to cum if the woman you're having sex with is ovulating, and you're guaranteed to get her pregnant. After you impregnate a woman, the curse wears off, debt paid, and your dick transforms back to its original form."
"So all I have to do is get a girl pregnant and I can get my cute little donger back?"
"Well, yeah, but it's not that simple."
"Sounds pretty simple to me."
An exasperated look crossed the woman's face. "You don't get it. All magic comes from patron spirits, demons, gods, and our magic cocks are no different. By attaching the penis to yourself, you've made a covenant with a deity. Most of the time, it doesn't matter, so we don't get into the nitty gritty details. Fertility gods mostly just enjoy vicariously experiencing sex and reproduction. But their curses can be a real doozy. This penis was blessed by the Egyptian god Min, who always has a full erection. If you can't impregnate a woman within the week, your cock will become constantly hard and ejaculating while you're completely incapable of experiencing an orgasm."
"Oh fuck."