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Witcher - Seeking the Djinn

... wall white. Spurt after spurt gushes into her, pushing past her cervix opening and resting into her uterus. His mutant sperm soldiers hunting for an egg to impregnate.

His words are a possessive declaration. In the throes of climax, he defines his lifelong devotion to her. A reflection of the deep love and desire he has for Yennefer.

Yennefer’s body, for the third time today erupts into a seizure of passion, shaking uncontrollably. But this time, with the heat of his release filling her, her climax carries with it a hope to fill a void she has felt for nearly a century. She screams, tears of joy flooding her eyes. “Yes! Yes! Oh… Thank you! Geralt…Oh gods, yes! I feel you inside of me…I feel your seeds of hope in me! You are a part of me now!” As Yennefer expresses her gratitude she collapses on his chest, holding him

ACT 9: The Monster Within

A burst of magical energy surged around them, crackling with intensity, Yennefer's breath caught in her throat. She could sense the shifting currents of power, an untamed force unleashed. The symbols of her magic shattered, scattering fragments of the enchantment like sparks in the wind. A storm of forceful winds brewed in the room around them throwing furniture into the walls, ripping pictures off their hooks, and, trapping them on the bed together.

She felt Geralt's body changing beneath her with the raw surge of energy merging with his Witcher nature. A profound transformation overtook his form. His once-piercing ...

... yellow eyes turned black, gleaming with an otherworldly intensity that sent a shiver down Yennefer's spine. Veins, dark as night, coursed through his body, weaving a macabre tapestry beneath his pale skin. He took on an ethereal quality, his countenance both alluring and menacing.

Yennefer's breath hitched as she watched the change unfold before her eyes. Geralt's body expanded, his muscles bulging in size with newfound strength and power. His entire body grew under her, his shoulders broadening, and his chest expanded. Every sinew seemed to ripple with a primal force, like a beast brought to life. He was an imposing presence radiating an aura of both desire and danger.

In that instant, fear gripped Yennefer's heart. She knew of Witchers, their disdain for mages that created them, and their never-ending battle against the monsters born from Chaos. She had long known of his abilities as a Witcher, but this transformation went beyond anything she had ever witnessed.

Immediately, she regretted the fire magic she unleashed to spark his desire, a forbidden magic known for consuming and corrupting. In her desperation for control she used the fire to break his will, but in turn released the very demon hidden within him. Geralt, once a familiar lover, now appeared as a creature caught between the realms of man and monster. The sight both fascinated and terrified her, for she had glimpsed the unfathomable depths of his true nature.

Geralt's newfound power surged through his ...