"Let's fly! Cock Pter!"
Fouuuuuuu!
Sand and dust swirled up from the gaps in the stones on the riverbank.
Ripples appeared on the gentle river.
Then those scenes slowly receded into the distance.
"Amazing. Amazing. I'm flying."
"Look. I'm rising higher."
As I increased the output of Wind Pressure Masturbation, my height kept rising.
Height 30, 40… 50 meters.
Posture stable, vision clear, erection pressure normal.
"Ferris-san, Mars-san, can you keep the wind magic going?"
"Yes. It's fine. With this output we can keep it until the sun sets."
"We fairies are the princess and her attendants. This level of power is nothing to us."
"If you feel like the power is running out, let me know immediately."
"Understood."
Fouuuuuuu!
Amazing. Honestly, it's really amazing. I'm flying in the sky completely.
The disgusting sensation of holding a live fish balanced perfectly with the force of Wind Pressure Masturbation making my cock plump!
