Finding the Erotimancer
“Hey, how about this one?”
Emma looked over at the spell book that her friend had pushed towards her. “What have you got there, Danny?”
“Look and see.”
Emma looked at the spell book and then she gasped. “Danny, you do know what that is, don’t you? It’s an erotimancer’s spell.”
“Yeah, I know. Cool, huh?”
“You do know that erotimancy is illegal, don’t you?”
“Of course I know that. Everyone knows that, but isn’t it cool to actually see what one of those spells looks like?”
Emma couldn’t help but look at the spell. Danny was right about one thing. It was kind of cool to see what one of those spells looked like but there was a reason that erotimancy was illegal. White magic fed off of natural energy, the energy of the person casting the spell or of other things occurring naturally like light and heat, but dark magic fed off the energy of others and erotimancy was a special form of the dark magics. Erotimancy fed off the sexual energy of others. It rarely killed but it could sometimes drain the person whose energy was being used and that was why it was considered one of the forms of dark magic.
Emma and Danny were still just junior students at the Anton Academy of Magical Arts but it wasn’t like they didn’t know what erotimancy was. Heck, spell theory was one of the first things any student learned and even though Emma hadn’t said the words, she thought she could see how the words would first create the need and then feed off and drain the sexual energy that was created.
What the hell was she thinking, the 20-year-old brunette asked herself but it almost seemed as if the more she looked at the spell, the more compelling it was to use it. Was that part of the spell, she wondered. Was that part of how the spell worked?
“You better put that away,” she said hurriedly.
“Why?” Danny asked.
“You just better,” Emma said.
“Okay,” an obviously bewildered Danny said.
Whatever she’d been feeling had disappeared when the spell book was finally closed.
Emma and Danny had grown up together. They’d always lived on the same block and while Emma wasn’t exactly the girl next door, she was girl who lived next to the girl next door and that was good enough.
Maybe in some alternate reality, the two of them might have been boyfriend and girlfriend but the truth was they were just very good friends. When Brian Connors had asked Emma to go to the prom, Danny had been the first one she’d told and when Danny had been taunted by the Mortensen brothers, it was Emma that had come to his defense.
So when Emma had announced her intention to apply to the magical academy, maybe it was only fitting that Danny had said he was thinking about applying, too.
The two of them had studied together for the entrance exams. Emma’s response had come back almost immediately but the two of them sweated it out for almost a week until Danny had also received his acceptance letter but now here they were. Emma pointed at the spell book. “I wouldn’t go around showing that spell to anyone else,” she said.
“What do you think I am? Stupid?”
“No, of course not,” Emma said quickly, although she had to remind herself, there were times ...
“Look, I got to go,” Danny said. “I got a potions class in thirty minutes.”
Emma nodded.
“See you later today?”
Again, Emma nodded.
“Cool. See you then,” and with that, Danny got up and left.
It was only later after Danny had left the library that Emma realized that the spell book had left with him. Hardly an indicting fact in and of itself because after all, it wasn’t like the spell book didn’t contain spells that weren’t completely innocent, but still ...
Still, what of it? It wasn’t like the book was illegal and it wasn’t like she’d actually seen him trying to use the erotimancy spells or even trying to advocate that they be used.
And besides, as she was walking out of the library, her phone rang and it was Ginny and for the moment at least, Emma seemed to forget all about what Danny had showed her in the library.
Did she want to go to a club, Ginny wanted to know.
We got school tomorrow, Emma had reminded her friend.
So?
So we got school tomorrow.
So?
Emma had to laugh at that. “Okay,” she’d said. “Where do you want to go?”
“How about Griffins?”
“God. You always want to go there.”
“’Cause they got cute guys there and besides, if you already knew where I wanted to go, why’d you ask?”
“Touche.”
“So?”
“Fine,” Emma had said with a laugh. “We can go to Griffins.”
“Cool.”
It wasn’t that bad an idea, Emma decided almost from the moment she’d agreed to go. Sure, the next day was a school day but what was she, still in grade school or something? And besides, Ginny was right. Some of the guys in the club really were cute.
Somehow along the way, Emma and Ginny had gotten separated and it was then that Emma heard the man. “Miss Ranger,” the man said and when she turned, she found herself looking at hers and at Danny’s faculty advisor. “Mr. Rupert,” she said with a gasp. God, she hadn’t realized just how hot her teacher was.
“Fancy meeting you here,” her advisor said.
“I know tomorrow’s a school day,” Emma said apologetically.
“You have no need to explain yourself to me,” her teacher said. “I was just saying hi.”
God, he was so understanding. Damn, that was so hot. She loved guys who were understanding.
“Well enjoy yourself,” her professor said, “and I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow in class.”
Enjoy yourself. God, it was almost like he was giving her permission to go out and do just what she wanted to do.
Her pussy was on fire. God, she felt like she could fall for whichever guy made a play for her first. No, it was more than that. It wasn’t like she could fall for the guy. It was like she would fall for him.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she turned to look at the boy. He looked kind of ernest and kind of unsure of himself. Hardly, the sort of boy that she’d expected to make the first move, but that hardly mattered. “Are you trying to pick me up?” she asked.
“I ... um, I—”
“You what? That is what you wanted, isn’t it?”
The boy swallowed hard but said nothing.
“Let me make it easier for you then,” Emma said. “You can have me. You can have me right now but only if you do one thing for me.”
“What’s that?”
“Fuck me here. Fuck me now.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Fuck me here and fuck me now.”
“But—”
God, couldn’t he see how hot he was, Emma thought and then almost immediately, she got it. Of course he could see that. That shy and innocent thing was just an act. He knew he was hot. He just wanted to see if she was as hot as he was but she was certainly up to the challenge. She pressed her body up against his and she loved the way his arms just seemed to naturally embrace her. God, that was hot, too.
“You’re hot,” she purred even as her hand slid its way down his body and when she got down below his belt, she purred again. “You’re so hot.”
“Me,” the boy squawked.
He was teasing her or maybe he was just testing her. Well if this was a test, she knew what the answer was. Her hand unzipped his pants.
“W-what are you doing?”
Her hand was already going in after what she wanted and she purred as she wrapped her fingers around her prize. Oh my God, she thought to herself. He was so big. “I’m going to suck you off right now.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. I told you. I want you right now.”
“But people will see.”
“So,” Emma purred even as her hands plucked at his belt.
“Fuck no,” the boy groaned as his belt came open.
Fuck yes, Emma thought as she let herself drop to her knees.
But almost as quickly, she was being pulled to her feet again by the boy. “I said no,” the boy said again.
“But I need you so bad.”
The boy seemed to pause for a moment before he made up his mind about what he was going to do and then he was pulling on Emma again. “Come on,” he said.
Emma tried to protest but the boy was having none of that and besides, as she could now see, instead of leaving the club, they were going deeper inside of it.
And then he stopped just outside of the men’s room. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked uncertainly.
“I want you to fuck me,” Emma assured him and that was all she needed to say because in the next instant, he was pushing her inside of the stalls and instinctively, Emma bent over the toilet.
Mmm, that was good, the way his hands caressed her firm, round bottom and then it was even better because he was pulling up her skirt.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned.
“Shut up,” he hissed and then he was taking down her panties.
Emma held her breath but she didn’t have long to wait before her pussy was welcoming his cock inside of her wet and waiting hole.
God, it didn’t get any better than that, she told herself as the boy fucked her. She loved the way his hands held her hips. She loved the way his cock stretched her pussy. He had such a good cock.
“Oh fuck,” the boy groaned.
What, Emma wondered but it was only for a moment because in the next instant, she could feel it. Oh God, it felt so good having the boy cum in her pussy. Nothing could ever have felt as good as that.
“Damn, I can’t believe I just did that,” the boy groaned in the aftermath.
Yeah, Emma thought. It was weird but she was suddenly more weary than she’d thought she’d be.
“You want to get a drink?” the boy asked.
“I ... I think I should be going.”
“You sure?”
“Yes I’m sure. I need to go.”
“But I thought ... I mean, after what we—”
God, didn’t he get it. She didn’t need a drink. She didn’t need to talk. What she needed was to get out of there. “I’ve got to go,” she said again.
“Okay,” the boy said uncertainly but already Emma was pushing her way out of the club.
The next morning, Emma suddenly sat straight up in bed as soon as she woke up. Oh my God, she told herself. Oh my God. What the hell had she done the night before but then she already knew the answer to that. She’d been such a slut.
She’d been so wanton. It was bad enough that she’d practically begged some guy she’d never met before to fuck her but then she’d let him fuck her right there in the men’s room at the club.
No, not let, she corrected herself. She’d all but demanded that he do it to her.
Oh my God.
And then suddenly she got it. Danny, God damn it. It was that stupid erotimancer spell of his. Somehow, he’d managed to do something to her with it.
It had to be. There was no other way to explain it.
She was going to talk to him and make him stop whatever it was he’d done and if he didn’t, well if he didn’t, it didn’t matter if he was the boy next door to the girl next door, she’d be taking this to Mr. Rupert and if it meant he was going to be thrown out of school, then so be it but there was a reason why erotimancy was one of the dark magics.
As soon as she had her clothes on, she was on her way over to Danny’s apartment and then she was pounding on his door and when there was no answer, she was pounding on his door again. “Wake up,” she wanted to yell. “Wake up.”
She was about to pound on the door again when the door opened and standing there before her was a bleary-eyed Danny. “Emma?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Emma lashed out.
“What are you doing here?”
“Like you didn’t know.”
“I don’t know.”
“Yeah right. I want to make sure that spell’s gone and that you never use it again.”
“Spell? What spell?”
“Don’t play dumb with me. You know what spell.”
Danny shook his head. “I’m afraid I don’t.”
“It’s the erotimancy spell.”
“What spell?”
“The erotimancy spell. The one you showed me yesterday.”
“What about it?”
“I want you to take it off.”
“Take what off?”
“The spell.”
“What spell?”
“I just told you. The one that turned me into a slut last night.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“Emma, I swear to you. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Yeah well I guess we’re going to have to see about that.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m going to have to tell Mr. Rupert what you did.”
Now finally, Danny was showing something a little bit more than just bemusement and bewilderment. Now finally, Danny was starting show some signs of fear. “You can’t do that,” he pleaded.
“Yeah? Why not?”
“Because it will ruin me. That’s why.”
“Maybe you should have thought of that before you cast that spell.”
“I didn’t cast the spell,” Danny said. “I’m your best friend. Why would I have done that?”
Well yeah, Emma thought. There was that but she wasn’t going to be so easily deterred. “But you showed it to me?”
“Yeah, I showed it to you. That’s all I did. I swear.”
Emma didn’t say anything.
“I didn’t do it,” Danny said. “I wouldn’t.”
Still, Emma said nothing. She was sure Danny had done it but what if he hadn’t. That would have meant what she’d done the night before had been all her. No. He had to have done it.
“You believe me, don’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
“So you’re not going to tell then.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” a suddenly reinvigorated Emma said.
“Nothing. It means nothing.”
“That’s what it better mean,” Emma said, “because so help me, if I ever find out that you had something to do with this, I don’t care if you are my best friend or not, I’ll turn you in so fast it will make your head spin.”
Emma actually felt better about it. Not the fact that she’d done what she’d done. She was still pissed off about that but it was the fact that she’d had it out with Danny and Danny was right. He was her friend. There was no way he ever would have done that. In fact, she felt kind of stupid having even suspected him.
But if he hadn’t done it, who had? Now that was a very good question.
She had a full day of classes in front of her. At ten o’clock, she had a class in protective spells with Miss Minerva. Miss Minerva looked like she wouldn’t hurt a fly right up until the moment when she went on the attack with her wand and then she went positively animalistic.
Then after Miss Minerva’s class, it was on to Mr. Rupert’s class on magical healing. Before she’d started taking his class, Emma would have thought that magical healing was just a matter of pointing a wand and casting the spell but she was learning that there was so much more to it than that.
And then after lunch, she had her alchemy lab at one thirty. Danny was her lab partner in that class. Hmm, that could be a problem if he decided to hold a grudge. Heck, she wasn’t even sure that she sure he hadn’t done it but really, there wasn’t anything she could do about that.
Her morning classes went pretty smoothly. It wasn’t like she was at the very top of her classes but then she wasn’t anywhere close to the bottom either.
She had a salad for lunch and she pulled a book from her book bag. It wasn’t much of a book, she told herself, just some light reading but after all, she was just killing time until her next class.
It was in her next class when the problems started.
Most people not skilled in the magical arts think alchemy’s a piece of cake. Just wave your wand and turn whatever you want into something else. Simple, right?
Okay, it wasn’t that simple. Changing one sort of something into a different sort of something can be more of a challenge than the novice knows and for the alchemy lab that afternoon, Danny and Emma were working to create an ice cube in a glass of apple juice. Not frozen apple juice but frozen water using only the contents of the glass.
“This sucks,” Danny said yet again as the water that the two of them created failed to freeze and was quickly reabsorbed by the juice.
Emma nodded although she was becoming more concerned with something else and less concerned with the task at hand.
Once more, Danny waved his wand and said the incantation. Once more, the water formed in the glass only to once more be subsumed back into the juice. “I just couldn’t get it solid,” he said.
“What?” Emma said absently.
“I just couldn’t get it solid,” her friend said. “Here, you try.”
Emma fought back the urge to moan because for the past half hour, she’d been thinking about something else that was nice and hard and solid.
“Emma?”
“What?”
“You going to try?”
“Oh yeah,” Emma said and she waved her wand and the entire contents of the glass froze.
“Whoa,” Danny said with a laugh. “Someone’s head’s not in this, is it?”
Emma shook her head. How could her head be in this when there were all those lovely cocks lying around, just waiting to fuck a hungry, little pussy like hers. That’s all she was after all. She was just a pussy that needed to be fucked and even as that thought crossed her mind, she imagined herself spread out naked on one of the lab tables as all of the guys in the lab gathered round so they could show her what they could do.”
“Emma? Emma?”
“What?”
“You want to try the experiment again?”
“Oh, um, sure.” Emma tried again this time her try was only marginally better than her previous attempt.
“Okay,” Danny said. “I think maybe I should take the next shot at it, don’t you?”
Emma nodded meekly. Besides, if Danny was doing all the work, it would give her more time to think about more important things ... more important things like Steve Rusk coming up behind her and pushing her down over a lab table, more important thing like Steve feeling her bottom through her jeans, more important things like Steve reaching around to undo her jeans.
“Emma?”
“What?”
“You look distracted.”
“Who me? I’m not distracted.”
“Oh. Well you looked like you were.”
“I’m not distracted,” Emma said again.
“Okay.”
... more important things like Steve’s hands on her panties, rubbing them against her bottom. She knew he wasn’t really standing behind her but she could imagine that he was. She could imagine that she couldn’t feel his cock just yet but she was sure she soon would ...
“Would you look at that?” Danny said enthusiastically. “I can’t believe it but it worked. Did you get it all down?”
“Did I what?”
“Never mind. I think I’ve got it.”
“Okay.”
... more important things like Steve with his cock between her legs. She couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of that even as she willed it to continue. She wanted to be fucked just like that.
Wait a minute. That wasn’t right. She wasn’t supposed to be thinking about stuff like that, only ...
Only that was exactly what she wanted to think about. A big, fat cock between her legs. What else was there to think about?
“We should write this up,” Danny said.
“Yeah,” Emma said absently.
Yeah, what else was there to think about but a big, fat cock fucking her hungry, little pussy, fucking her harder and harder and when she didn’t think it could get any better, that cock would be cumming inside her.
The lab, Emma realized guiltily. She was supposed to be thinking about the lab. Here was Danny doing all the work and she was just sitting around there doing nothing.
But there were so many guys around.
No, she told herself. No. Focus on the lab.
But it was so hard. She tried to follow what Danny was doing but then her attention would be pulled away and suddenly she’d be thinking that the only thing that mattered was getting some guy’s cock inside her pussy.
And the stools in the lab weren’t much help either. They were tall and hard and they weren’t made for comfort and after a three-hour lab, she was used to squirming a little bit but that wasn’t why she was squirming now. The truth was her pussy was so wet and sitting on these stools only seemed to remind her of just how wet she was. God, what she really needed was to be sitting on a cock.
By the end of the lab, she needed to fuck so bad, and when that need hadn’t gone away, she knew. Damn it, somehow he’d done it again. Somehow when she wasn’t looking, he’d hit her with another erotimancer spell.
Well fine. She’d given Danny a second chance and he’d blown it. She wasn’t about to give him a third chance so as soon as she got back to her apartment, she called up her faculty advisor.
“Emma,” the man said when he found out who was on the other end of the line. “What’s up?”
“Can I come see you?”
“It’s late.”
“I know, but it’s important.”
“How important? Can’t it wait until morning?”
Now that was a good question. As far as she knew, Danny’d only been experimenting on her so maybe it could wait until morning but as hot as she now was, she was likely to jump any guy that came within range and by morning ... morning was a long ways off ...
“No, it can’t wait. I think someone’s been engaging in erotimancy and I don’t think it can wait.”
There was a pause “How sure are you of this?” he asked finally.
“Pretty sure.”
“Okay,” he said with a sigh. “I don’t normally do this but you can come over to my house. Do you have the address?”
“No.”
“It’s 687 Barty Lane. Can you be here at 6:30?”
“Yes.”
“All right. I’ll see you then,” and with that, the line went dead.
6:30. That was almost an hour and a half away, Emma told herself. What was she going to do until then but then to ask the question was almost the same as answering it for. Her pussy. She was so hot and her need was so great. She fled to the privacy of her bedroom and there in her room, she pulled up her top and she pushed down her jeans.
Oh yeah, she told herself as she pushed the jeans all the way off and as she slipped off her panties.
Oh yeah, she told herself as she took the top the rest of the way off and undid her bra and then she was positioning herself on her bed.
Oh yeah, she told herself as her fingers slipped between her legs. Oh my God. She was so wet but oh yeah, she knew exactly what she could do until then.
Oh yeah, she told herself as her finger teased her clit and then she rubbed herself even harder. Oh yeah. She knew exactly what she could do.
She squeezed her breast with her other hand even as her fingers went after her pussy. Oh geez. She was almost there.
Almost.
Almost.
Oh yeah. There. Oh God. That was good. Oh God. That was so fucking good.
And then Emma pulled back. What the fuck. What had she been doing. It wasn’t like she didn’t ever masturbate but God damn it. Oh fuck. Danny was so going to get it when she talked to Mr. Rupert. Whatever it was he’d done to her, he was so going to get it.
“Miss Ranger,” her advisor said when she finally arrived at his door. “Won’t you come in?”
“Thanks,” Emma said gratefully.
After motioning Emma to take a seat, her faculty advisor took a seat opposite from her. “You said over the phone that you had a case of erotimancy. Is that correct?”
“It is.”
“Why don’t you tell me about your suspicions then.”
She started out with telling Mr. Rupert about the day in the library when Danny had shown her the spell and how later on in the day, she’d ended up letting herself be used in a nightclub bathroom.
“Did you enjoy it?” Mr. Rupert asked.
“Well yes, I did, but I thought that was part of how the spell worked. Of course you enjoyed it which was why you never suspected that someone was using you.”
“Quite right. Please continue.”
Emma went on to explain how she’d confronted Danny about it and how he’d protested most strenuously that he hadn’t done anything wrong.
“I take it you didn’t believe him.”
“What?”
“I take it you didn’t believe him,” her faculty advisor said again, “because if you had, you wouldn’t be here.”
“Well no, that’s not it at all.”
“No?”
“No, I believed him or at least I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, that is until this afternoon.”
“What happened this afternoon?”
Emma went on to explain how she and Danny had had a lab together and how she’d become convinced that he was using a spell on her.
“And that’s when you decided to come here to me?”
“Yes,” Emma said and even as she said it, she couldn’t help but think that it sounded kind of thin even to her.
“Hmm. I suppose the first order of business is to see if there’s a spell or even the remnants of a spell on you right now.”
“Yes, let’s.”
“First of all, we’re going to need you to take your clothes off.”
“What?”
“You need to take your clothes off. It’s all part of the process of removing an erotimacer spell.”
“It is?” Emma asked dubiously.
“We need to cleanse your body of the spell’s impurities.
Emma still wasn’t sure if she believed that. Still, if that was what it took to do what needed to be done. She started to remove her clothes and she couldn’t help but notice the way her teacher was watching her.
“Sit here,” Mr. Rupert said when she was finally done and Emma took the seat that was offered to her and her teacher pulled out his wand. “Now, this won’t hurt a bit,” he said.
Emma couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing.
“Ah yes, I can definitely see something here,” the man said. “Yes, there’s definitely traces of an erotimantic spell here.”
“I knew it.”
“Silence,” the man said. “Tell me. What excites you about sex?”
“What?”
“It’s not that hard a question. What excites you about sex?”
“I ... I don’t know. I ... what’s this got to do with anything?”
“Trust me. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t have to know. What excites you about sex?”
“I guess it’s all about the pleasure.”
He was moving around her now and Emma could swear that his wand was pulsing now. “What’s about the pleasure?” her teacher asked.
This was so weird, Emma thought. Here she was telling her teacher the most intimate things about herself and yet she knew she had to if she wanted to get rid of the spell. “I ... I liked to be touched,” she said.
“Yes?”
Emma couldn’t help but gasp. It was almost like she could feel it, the feel of a hand stroking the small of her back and then it was gone only to return moments later as it brushed against her cheek.
“What else?”
“I, um, I ... I liked to be kissed.”
“Yes?”
Emma almost moaned because she thought she could feel it, a pair of lips nuzzling her neck and working their way up her neck to her ... mmm, but there was nothing there. It was just her imagination.
“Go on.”
“I, uh, I um ... I like to be teased.”
“Do you now?”
“Mmm yeah,” Emma moaned. She could feel it now. A cock just outside her pussy and she was so wet but the owner of that cock wasn’t about to let her have it. She closed her eyes. “Please,” she begged. “Please. Let me have it.”
But that cock or whatever it was, it wasn’t going to let her have it, at least not right away.
“Please,” Emma moaned as her legs opened up. “Please.”
And still that cock continued to tease her.
“Please,” she begged yet again and this time, the cock pushed up against her and she could feel it entering her. “Yes,” she gasped. “Yes.”
“Yes, that’s it, isn’t it,” the man said.
“Yes,” Emma moaned. “I want to be fucked.”
“I know you do. You can feel that cock fucking you, can’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You can feel it fucking you harder.”
“Yes,” Emma moaned.
“You want it to make you cum, don’t you?”
“I want it to make me cum.”
“Yeah that’s right. You want to cum all over that big, fat cock.”
Emma moaned again as her pussy continued to get fucked by that imaginary cock. That was exactly what she wanted. She wanted to cum all over that big fat cock.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want to cum.”
“What’s that?”
“I want to cum,” Emma said again.
“What’s that? I’m not sure I heard you.”
“I want to cum,” Emma cried out.
“I’m not sure I believe you.”
“I want to cum,” Emma cried out again. “I want to cum.”
“You don’t have to tell me,” the man said. “All you have to do is prove it to yourself.”
Emma couldn’t help but moan as her need grew more intense.
“You know what you need to do.”
Emma couldn’t help it. Her pussy came all over that imaginary cock buried deep inside her.
“There you go,” the man said. “Let it all out.”
Emma couldn’t help but moan even as her pussy continued to cum. It just felt so good, she told herself. It felt so good to cum.
“I’m sorry about that,” the man said finally.
“Sorry?”
“I imagine that kind of turned you on but it had to be done to get to the depths of what the erotimantic magic had done to you.”
“Oh, um, oh yeah.”
“I’ll have to tell you. It was kind of hot.”
“What was?”
“Seeing you there. Seeing you obviously enjoying yourself.”
That was it, Emma told herself. She had enjoyed it.
“It, um, it kind of turned me on.”
“It did?”
The man nodded. “I won’t deny it. You’re a very beautiful, young woman.”
“Um thanks.”
“No need to thank me. It’s what you are. Please open your mouth.”
“What?”
“Open your mouth.”
“Why?”
“It’s all part of the treatment.”
“It is?”
“It is. Now open your mouth.”
Emma opened her mouth and to her surprise, she found her faculty advisor’s cock waiting to come inside. “Mr. Rupert!” she said in shock.
“Just do it.”
“But—”
“I said do it.”
Emma looked at the man’s cock and that’s when she realized it. Even if it was really inappropriate, she really did want to do it. Ooh, Danny was so going to get it for what he’d done to her but then she was sliding her mouth forward and she was wrapping her lips around her faculty advisor’s cock.
Actually, it wasn’t that bad, the girl told herself. It wasn’t that bad at all. Actually, it was kind of cool sucking her faculty advisor’s cock and there was no doubt about it that he liked what she was doing and that just made her work his cock even harder.
“Oh yes, Miss Ranger. Very good.”
She couldn’t stop herself. She had to do this.
“Just a little bit more, Miss Ranger. Just a little bit more.”
Emma sucked his cock even harder. She knew what she needed. She needed to make him cum.
“Fuck,” the man groaned as he came in Emma’s mouth.
Emma swallowed his cum and then she pulled back. She was about to ask her advisor why it was that he’d had her suck his cock when something else got her attention completely. “Oh my God.”
“Something wrong?”
“I’ll say. Look at me.”
“Yes?”
“Look at my breasts. Look at them. They’re huge.”
“It’s a residual effect.”
“What is?”
“Your breast growth. I should have warned you about it, but it was a residual effect of having the spell removed.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“’Fraid not.”
“How long are they going to stay this way?”
“It all depends,” the man said, “but there are advantages to the process.”
“Advantages? What kind of advantages are there to having breasts as big as these?”
“Well for one thing, you’ve never had breasts as big as these, have you?”
“No, of course not.”
“Haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to have tits like these. Wouldn’t it be interesting to at least know what it would be like to have breasts that were this big?”
Well yes, there was that, Emma had to admit, but these ... these were huge.
“And then there’s the fact that your breasts aren’t just huge. They’re hyper-sensitive, too.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I suppose the better way to answer that is to show you,” and with that, Mr. Rupert stroked his once again hard cock over her nipples.
“Oh my God,” the girl gasped.
“You see what I mean.”
“Oh my God. Do it again.”
The man stroked his cock once more over Emma’s supersensitive nipples and once more, he elicited a gasp from the girl.
“Oh my God. Do it again.”
“I can do even better. Would you like to see how?”
“Sure. I guess.”
“Push your tits together then.”
“You mean like this.”
“Yeah, I mean like that and then I’m going to do this.”
Emma couldn’t help but gasp as she felt the man’s cock slide between her tits. Oh my God, the girl thought. Oh my God. That was so good.
“Do you like that?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want to know how it can feel even better?”
“How?”
“By letting me cum on your tits.”
“But—”
“Trust me. I know. You’ll like it a lot.”
“I don’t know.”
“Trust me.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Okay. You can do it.”
The man just kept fucking her tits and when it seemed as if there was nothing left to do, he groaned as his cock erupted between the girl’s tits and when it did, Emma gasped. That was incredible, she told herself. That was so fucking incredible.
And that’s when she looked up and she saw the smile on the man’s face and there was something else. Almost a ... a smugness, like he’d gotten something more than anyone else, like ... like ... oh my God!
“It’s not Danny, is it?” Emma said. “It’s you who’s the erotimancer, isn’t it?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, you. You’re the erotimancer. aren’t you?”
“Why do you say that?”
“You were there that night in the club and the day of the lab, I had a class with you in the morning, and just now when my tits grew, that was no accident. That was you, too. I thought it was Danny who was doing it but now I realize you’ve also been there every step of the way.”
“You’re a smart girl, Emma. Too smart actually for your own good.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You ever wondered why you came here instead of taking your suspicions to someone else?”
Emma shook her head although now that Mr. Rupert had mentioned it, she was wondering why she’d come here to see him.”
“You came here because I wanted you to come here,” Mr. Rupert said. “I wanted to see if you could figure it out for yourself.”
“I think I’d better be going,” Emma said.
“I don’t think you’re going to be going anywhere,” her faculty advisor said.
She definitely needed to be going, Emma told herself and yet as imperative as that seemed to be, she seemed to be rooted to the very spot where she now stood.
“You’ve already got the breasts that we want you to have. You should be happy, my dear. Magical tits are so much better than the regular ones. Yours will always be big and full and round and yet you’ll never need a bra nor will you ever want one.”
To Emma, it seemed as if her breasts were getting even bigger.
“But I do think,” the man said, “that maybe we need to add a little something more to them. Hmm. I know,” and the man waved his wand. “There now. That’s better.”
“What did you do?”
“Nothing much. It’s just that your nipples are even more incredibly sensitive and any time they’re touched, you’re going to cum, and whenever a guy sticks his cock between your tits, he’s going to cum, but don’t you worry, as soon as he does, if he leaves his cock between your tits, your tits will have him hard and ready to cum in no time at all.
“No,” Emma whimpered. “Please let me go.”
“Let you go? My dear we’ve just gotten started. Now the waist, let’s make that a little smaller and the hips, let’s go a little bit bigger,” and with a couple of swipes with his wand, those changes indeed happened.
“Now then, turn around my dear.”
Emma finally found herself able to move but now she was moving only at his bidding.
“I know you like wearing jeans, my dear, but really, you should never wear anything that would cover up your legs.”
As Emma looked at the clothes that she’d worn here, her jeans were magically shortened to a microscopic, little jeans skirt.
“And the panties, too. f you must wear underwear, then thongs or g-strings but really, I think you’ll be much more comfortable if you don’t wear underwear. In fact, let’s just make that part of the new you,” and with a couple waves of his wand, Emma couldn’t remember why she’d even bothered to put on panties in the first place. Panties were so stupid.
“And now for a bit of a change of appearance to go along with those tits of yours. Since you were a brunette before, what do you say we try you out as a blond.”
Emma didn’t have to look in a mirror to know that her hair was changing to a blond and she would have been surprised if her hair was anything less than a rich, golden blond.
“And now finally, the face.”
It wouldn’t have surprised Emma to know that her eyes had suddenly grown wider or that her lips had suddenly gotten fuller and bigger or that her face now had a permanently vapid look to it.
“Speak,” the man said.
“What do you want me to say?” Emma asked.
The man frowned. “I don’t want you to say anything,” he said. “I want you to speak. Now speak.”
Emma pursed her lips. He could change her physical appearance but he couldn’t tell her what to do.
“Speak,” the man said again.
What did he want her to say, Emma wondered and then she just couldn’t help herself. She started to giggle and she realized it was fun to giggle.
“That’s better,” the man said. “Let’s hear that again. Speak.”
Emma giggled again. Actually, it wasn’t so bad to giggle, she told herself. Actually, it was kind of fun not to think.
No, something inside her argued out. No. Fight it.
Emma giggled again. Fight it. She wasn’t a fighter. She was a lover and especially with this body, she was definitely a lover.
“Speak,” Mr. Rupert said again.
Emma giggled again. This was all so funny.
“I have a surprise for you,” Mr. Rupert said. “Do you want to know what it is?”
Emma nodded and then she realized she hadn’t said anything. “Tell me,” she pleaded in a girlish voice. “I love surprises.”
“It’s a very special someone who’s coming to see you. I’m thinking of taking him on as my apprentice but if he recognizes you for who you really are, I’ll let you both go. How’s that sound?”
No, Emma wanted to say. No. He couldn’t use her like this. That was what she wanted to say but instead, she just giggled.
“I think I’ll take that as a yes but first, we need to come up with a name for you.”
“My name,” Emma said uncertainly, “but I already have a name.”
“Oh really, and what is that name?”
It had been right there on the tip of her tongue but suddenly, it was gone. Damn it, the girl chastised herself. Where had her name gone?
“I take it you can’t remember your name?”
The girl shook her head.
“I thought so so we need to come up with a name for you.”
Wait a minute, she remembered. “But I already have a name. It’s Emma.”
“That’s your old name. You need a new name.”
“Why?”
“Because you just do,” Mr. Rupert said. “We need something that’s more in line with the new you.”
“How about Emmie?”
“Still too close to the old name. In fact, from now on, you shouldn’t speak unless you’re spoken to because it’s not good to interrupt people who are smarter than you. Got that?”
Was he saying she was dumb, she told herself. Well, she wasn’t dumb and she was going to tell the man that ... later ... maybe much later, but for now, she just sat there quietly and pouted. Fine. If he wanted to do all the work, it was no skin off her nose. She was just trying to be helpful.
“I know,” the man said. “We’ll call you Tammi. How’s that sound?”
It still sounded kind of close to what she’d said before but she wasn’t going to tell him that.
“What’s your name?”
“Tammi,” the girl said and the weird thing was it sounded so right.
“What’s your name again?” the man said.
“Tammi.”
“What’s your name?” the man asked yet again.
Tammi couldn’t help but giggle. God, what was wrong with this man. He kept asking her the same question over and over again and he thought she was stupid but fine, she’d tell him again. “My name’s Tammi,” she said. “It always has been.”
“That’s good to know,” the man said. “Now, we’ve got to figure out why you’re here.”
Why I’m here, Tammi wanted to ask but she decided to keep quiet and see what someone who was smarter than her said.
“I know. You’re my niece and you’ve just flown into town to see your uncle.”
But he wasn’t her uncle, Tammi wanted to say.
“Who are you?” the man asked again.
“My name’s Tammi,” Tammi said. She liked it when she had all the answers.
“And?”
“And I’m your niece. I’ve just flown into town to spend some time with my uncle.”
“Good girl,” the man said and Tammi couldn’t help but preen at the compliment although really, it was so obvious.
“Now we need to get you dressed.”
“We do?”
“We certainly do. We have company coming over.”
“Oh.”
“Hmm. Now what should we dress you in,” and when Tammi looked just about ready to pop up with a suggestion of her own, the mage held up a cautionary finger. “What did I say about not speaking when unless you were asked to?”
“That I wasn’t supposed to do it.”
“That’s right. You aren’t supposed to do it. Now, with breasts like yours, I think we need to do whatever we can to show them off, don’t you?”
Tammi was about to say something when she stopped herself. Okay, she had been spoken to and he had asked her a question but did that really mean he wanted to hear what she had to say. She wasn’t sure and since discretion was the better part of valor, she decided to keep her mouth shut and she just nodded vigorously.
“Let’s see what you’d look like in a tight, little tee,” and with a wave of his wand, a little pink t-shirt suddenly appeared on her frame.
“Hmm. Nice but I think we can go a little tighter and with a wave of his wand, her t-shirt suddenly went down in size and her supersized tits just seemed to fill the little shirt up to near overflowing.
“Much better. Now let’s see. What can we do to finish off your outfit? How about a pair of little denim booty shorts.”
Again with a wave of his wand, Tammi now found herself wearing exactly what he’d said she should wear.
“Yes,” the man said. “I think that will do quite nicely.”
The blond bit down on her lip. She could almost feel the seam in the crotch pressing against her pussy. In fact, if she positioned herself just right ...
“Tammi,” the man said and then he said it again. “Tammi.”
“What?” the girl asked irritably.
“There’ll be time enough for that later.”
“Time for what?”
“I think you know what,” the man said. “and besides, we’re waiting for someone.”
Almost as if in response to his words, there came a knock at the man’s door.
“Would you join me?” Mr. Rupert asked.
If it had occurred to her to do so, Tammi might have asked what she was joining him for but she didn’t ask choosing instead to just follow him to the door and when the door was opened, there was Danny standing there on Mr. Rupert’s doorstep.
“Mr. Clifton,” Mr. Rupert said. “Won’t you come in. We’ve been expecting you.”
“You have?” Danny asked uncertainly.
“Yes, we have. Oh, by the way, this is my niece, Tammi. She just flew in today and she’ll be staying with me for a while.”
Danny nodded at the girl.
“As it so happens though, I have to go out for a bit. I was wondering if you might keep my niece company while I’m gone.”
“Sure thing, Mr. Rupert.”
“That’s a good man. I won’t be long,” and with that, the man left his house.
“So you’re Mr. Rupert’s niece,” Danny said when the two of them were alone.
This was it, Tammi told herself. All she had to do was say no and there was a part of her buried deep inside of her that wanted to say exactly that but that wasn’t what she said. Instead, she just said, “Uh huh,” and then she giggled brainlessly.
“You going to be here long?”
“I guess,” Tammi said and then she giggled again.
“You guess? You guess what?”
Tammi shrugged her shoulders and then she giggled vapidly.
“You’re not much of a talker, are you? Are you a student of magic, too?”
“Huh?”
“Are you studying magic?”
She wanted to say yes so bad, but instead she just shook her head.
“You know you’re kind of cute,” the boy said as he came and stood before her. “Anyone ever told you that?”
Tammi shook her head.
“I find that hard to believe,” Danny said as he slid his hands stroked her waist. “You’re so hot.”
He was stroking her. She loved to be stroked.
“In fact you know what?”
“I’d like to kiss you.”
“O-okay,” Tammi stammered.
Danny kissed her and then he kissed her again. By the time he kissed her a third time, she was telling herself he could do whatever he wanted with her.
“Would you do something for me?” Danny asked.
“What?” Tammi asked breathlessly.
“I’d really like to see your tits.”
“What these?” and Tammi couldn’t help but shiver even as she cupped her breasts through the fabric of the little, cotton tee.
“Yes, those. Can I?”
“Can you what?”
“Can I see them? Can I see your tits?”
“Sure,” and Tammi’s body squirmed as she lifted the T up over her tits.
“Wow. You’re not wearing a bra.”
“Nope. I never do.”
“Wow. Can I?”
There was no doubt what he was asking to do. “Sure,” the blond said. “You can touch them.”
She couldn’t help but moan at that.
“I love your tits,” Danny said but now his hands were plucking at her shorts. “What do you think if we see what’s inside here.”
“I don’t know if we should.”
“Come on. It’ll be fun.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. It’ll be fun.”
“Okay,” and with that, Tammi let the boy take her shorts down.
“Would you look at you. You’re not wearing any panties either.”
Tammi shook her head. “I don’t like wearing panties either.”
“You know what. I think I love you but first ...”
First apparently mean Danny was going to take his clothes off and in no time at all, he was just as naked as Tammi was.
“I really like those tits,” he said. “Can I?”
There was no doubt what he wanted and Tammi nodded her assent.
The boy slid his cock between Tammi’s tits and then he groaned. “Oh fuck,” he moaned as he started to cum. “Oh fuck. That feels so good.”
Tammi couldn’t agree more as she came, too, and deep inside her, there was a part of her that knew that in spite of what Mr. Rupert had said before, she knew he had to be somewhere nearby so that he could feed off their sexual energy.
But that didn’t really matter. What mattered was that Danny was hard again and that he wanted to fuck her.
“Damn, you’re so hot,” Danny murmured even as his cock slid down over her body.
She was hot, Tammi wanted to say. What about him but then his cock was right there at the entrance to her pussy and then he was pushing his way inside her.
“Fuck,” the boy groaned.
God, that was exactly what she wanted him to do. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to fuck her good.