The Medusa's Curse (Patreon)

You feel the world soften as you awaken. You'd been unbearably stiff while you'd been out, and your whole body still ached as you finally started to come to. in an uncomfortable cotton bed. 

Standing over you were your traveling companions. Violetta the witch and Yondalla the Elf cleric. You didn't quite recognize your surroundings, but you'd seen enough rooms in cheap inns to know that's probably where you were.  

"Uh, wh-what happened?" You strain to ask them.

"Well, erm…" Yondalla began to stammer. "There was a bit of an incident."

"I figured that much out myself..." You sarcastically groan, trying to sit up against the bed's wood headboard. 

"Out in the dungeon, we encountered a medusa." Violetta completed for her. That made a connection in your brain. Suddenly you remembered the fight, and the scowl of the horrid snake-haired woman was the last thing you remember. It didn't take a genius to put together the rest. 

"I got turned into stone?" You ask half-rhetorically. It explained why you were so stiff.

"Yes, but…snrk…" Violetta looked like she could barely hold back from a fit of giggles. Now it was Yondalla's turn to finish Violetta's sentence instead.

"We took care of the medusa, thankfully, and procured a potion to reverse it. But… while we were transporting you out of the dungeon… There was… Uh..." 

"What!? You began to grow irritated. "Just spit it out already!"

"Your dick broke off!" Violetta's shrill cackles cut through the air as she finally blurted out the truth.

...!

You frantically flipped up the bedsheets to inspect yourself. To your horror, all that was there were your two nuts, hanging low, with merely a peehole where your precious manhood had once been. 

"Wh-where is it!?" You demanded. Maybe there was some magical way to reattach it. 

"It shattered into a million little pebbles!" Violetta made an exploding gesture with her hands, her tactless laughter barely stopping for her to speak.

"Yes, and on a gravel road, no less," Yondalla added. "We had no way to determine which stones were already there and which were, um, you...

"What am I supposed to do now then!?" This was horrible! You were quite a big fan of the 'deluxe rooms' at the inns when you traveled, or at the very least rubbing one out every night, but how could you even do that now!?

Violetta, finally calming down from her fit of giggles at your misfortune, offered something useful. 

"I know a witch who can restore lost, erm, anatomy." She giggles at the word choice. "We can go see her and she'll get it grown back for you. 

"Well then let's get going!" You stood up and demanded. 

Whoa, whoa, it's a pretty long way from here." Violetta stopped you."At least two weeks by carriage. We'll need to stock up and make arrangements."

"Fine, fine! I'll make it happen!" You said impatiently. "We just gotta get there as soon as possible!" 

It was as you were getting up that the weight of her words set in. Two weeks to get there meant at least two weeks with no dick, no jerking off, traveling with two cute ladies… This was gonna be a tough trip.

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It had been a long, hot, sweaty week. The sun overhead blazed as you sat in the carriage, opposite Violetta, trying very very hard not to stare into the witch's cleavage. This was proving to be a challenge, as her rack was so immense it took up nearly all of your field of vision. It didn't help that this was a particularly bumpy road, causing her massive jugs to jiggle distractingly with every cobblestone the wagon passed over. This wouldn't be so bad if you were able to save it as fuel for the mental spank bank, but you currently lacked the equipment. 

All your frustration mounted at once. The ordeal of traveling in the heat, the jostling making you motion sick, and your inability to cum had pushed you to the edge and you had to take it out on something, starting with what was presently the most annoying. 

"Do you HAVE to show off your tits like that all the time!?" You snap at Violetta.

"I can wear whatever I want!" She snapped back, scowling. "And you never used to complain before." She folded her arms under her massive jugs. "I think the difference is that now you can't jerk off to the memory later!" She grinned. Yondalla's face looked like one that was a mix of mortified embarrassment at the lewd subject matter, and one that was about to erupt in uncontrollable laughter.

You, on the other hand, just grumble and look away. 

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It was another few hours before you arrived at your next stop, the castle of a local duchess whom Violetta was friendly with. As your carriage approached, the drawbridge fell to reveal the duchess herself standing on the other side. Dressed in noble colors and with a royal smile, she stepped forward to greet you as you finally began to unload from the cramped stagecoach.

"Oh, Violetta, how wonderful to see you again."

"Likewise!" The witch replied, embracing her. "These are my companions who'll be staying with me." She gestured to you and Yondalla as if she'd suddenly been made party leader.

"Oh, I see..." The duchess eyed you up. "I, erm, was under the impression your party was all women? I'm afraid the only spare lodging I have at the moment is in the harem, and I can't possibly allow a strange man in there!" 

"Oh, no, it's okay!" Violetta began whispering into the duchess' ear, pointing at your crotch and making a scissor gesture with her fingers. The duchess, of course, grinned. 

"Oh, well, then that's no problem!" Come along. 

Violetta gave you an evil smirk. 

"So, gonna be spending all night in a room full of gorgeous, naked, oiled-up women. Too bad you lack your, erm, equipment."

This was gonna be a long night.