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Baerinda snorted then opened her hand showing Fey something. It was a small stone. She pinched it between index and thumb and then threw it across the fire, the stone hurtled away and struck Averys on the nose, glancing off then clattering against his armour.

Fey held her breath waiting for him to start yelling… Averys gestured vaguely and Fey tensed in expectation at the coming shout of anger. Instead he spoke calmly, maybe a touch annoyed.

"Damned flies, I'll be glad to see the back of these hills, full of the little nuances."

Fey blinked. "What?" She turned back to Baerinda and found her covered in glowing blue butterflies. The minotaur winked at her and the butterflies scattered into blue particles that misted away.

"You did something, and the butterflies, that was you?"

Baerinda rolled her knuckles as though in answer and a tiny pink ferret danced between her fingers.

"I'm an illusionist, I can fool people's senses, this ferret isn't really here, it's not real."

"An illusionist? You can make… anything appear?"

Baerinda smiled and a copy of herself stepped out from behind her. The second Baerinda crouched down and touched at Fey's arm causing her to flinch back in surprise. She actually felt the touch of this second Baerinda on her skin.

"What is this? Is- is she real?"

"Hmm, no, try touching her back."

Fey hesitantly reached out. She felt the touch of the minotaur's fur, soft, then her fingers passed through her body as though it wasn't there and she felt the wet blood of the minotaur's insides. She snatched her fingers back in surprise, having to look over them to check they really weren't bloodied.

"This is amazing! You'd be unstoppable in a fight, how would a monster even deal with such a thing?"

Baerinda shrugged lightly. "Not as good as you would think, it becomes harder to fool the senses the more agitated someone is. But, here, where we are all relaxed and comfortable? It works very well."

The illusion reached out and affectionately touched at Fey's chin as the real Baerinda hopped over to Fey's barrel a gleeful look in her eyes. She locked on to Fey's massive horse dick, her fingers twitching with eagerness to get it in hand, which she promptly did.

"G-gods I can barely get both hands around it! hnnff!"

Fey looked around the camp in alarm. She was being fondled right out in the open! The four members of her band, plus two apprentices, along with the seven in The Hammer Horns making thirteen people all sitting extremely close by, yet none of them even glanced her way. Well with the exception of the two other female minotaurs but they clearly hadn't noticed anything truly amiss.

She waved her hand at Flora who was right next to her, the gnome sitting on a small stump. She completely ignored her hand as though she was seeing straight through it.

"What are they seeing?"

Baerinda ran her fingers along Fey's massiveness, her fingertips tracing every tree trunk vascular vein and branch, the heat of it made her heart flutter. It took a moment for Fey's words to sink in.

"O-oh, to everyone else I'm still sitting where I was over there on that log, and you are still relaxing as you were, nothing more. How did she do that in that fox girls drawing, f-fuck I have to try!"

The minotaur hefted the length upwards, gasping lightly at its unexpected weight. A line of precum slowly drip dripped from the broad tip and unable to help herself she reached out with her tongue and gently lapped from it.

"Gods, it even tastes glorious."

The illusion version of Baerinda suddenly leaned forward and kissed Fey, her eyes went round and she resisted momentarily, then the real Baerinda touched her lips to the tip of her dick and began suckling and her eyes rolled up as she relaxed into illusion. The sensation of having a tongue that could go through your own tongue was a strange one and she wasn't sure she liked it, but it was difficult not to respond to the sucking slurping being applied to her urethra. She moaned into the illusion as a cup of precum gushed free and bulged out Baerinda's cheeks hugely causing the minotaur to make a grunt of surprise before pushing her head in and swallowing heavily, the rush of fluid rolling down her throat in one go.

The minotaur came away gasping and panting.

"Fuck, and that's just your precum," she wiped her lips roughly and went back for more.

A noise beside her made Fey pull back from the illusion minotaur.

"What is it?" said the illusion before turning.

It was Astrid, she was staring at a spot slightly to the right of Fey's head, as though looking at someone that wasn't there. A sheet of crumpled paper with a drawing on it was poking from her pocket. The minotaur was wriggling her hips, her hands over her shorts. Her fingers shifted and Fey saw a dark damp patch, a droplet fell as her fingers moved. The minotaur was soaked through, her breath heavy. Behind her stood the last female minotaur who was glancing around nervously as though she wasn't sure she should be there.

"C'mon Astrid, this is silly, nothings happening," said the minotaur behind her.

Astrid ignored her and stumbled forward.

"P-please, I know you're there Baeri, I- I can tell you're doing something. L-let me in! Let me in or- or I'll tell everyone what you're doing," she urgently whispered.

Baerinda ripped her lips from Fey's tip with a splatter of fluid and glared at Astrid.

"God dammit. She's so horny and agitated that my illusions aren't working properly on her."

"Could they have heard her?" said Fey looking around warily.