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Once upon a time, Jack had been a normal guy, like you or me. Well. Maybe a little more perverse than most. There was always so many beautiful ladies around, and he just wanted to touch them.

One day, he woke up different, changed. There was no magic fairy, no voice of god, just the knowledge in his head that he could do as he wished, to anyone he wished. It was there firm in his head, as he got dressed in a simple black sleeveless shirt, with a v-neck and ties, a red vest, and a plain black kilt. He decided to go regimental, so nothing to get in his way. Now, this would have been an odd selection for a normal day... But Jack was going to the Faire!

As he walked out the door, he smiled at his mail lady, and reached out to squeeze her fat breasts. She smiled in return, seeing nothing wrong with what he was doing. He gave her nipple a rough tug, and then headed out to his car, grinning. Today was going to be amazing.

The drive was normal, his cock tenting up his kilt as he thought of all the fun he could have. Parking was normal, and oh, the people. Girls in corsets, sexy belly dancer outfits, royal dresses, and oh so much more. He walked through the front gate without paying, offering the girl on the gate a gentle tapping of her exposed cleavage.

Even the smell of the faire was amazing, wood smoke, incense, and sexy people... Jack smiled, letting his gaze travel, seeing what caught his eye. There was a lovely young thing selling roses from a basket on her. Over on stage, a couple of pirates are performing with fire, and the female half of the duo is adorable, and eight months pregnant! He can hear the sounds of belly dancers, always sexy babes there. Or maybe he should attend the Queen at her court?

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