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Grantville: An Iona Beddau Adventure By Julie O Features characters from The Julieverse & Forget-Me-Not Chapter 1 "So Iona, what's the story about this place?" Michaela asked as we drove down an empty Midwestern road. "Our Chicago office got a note stating that the town elders are changing boys into girls in order to maintain the town's population," I replied. Michaela looked out the window at the rows of corn. "You mean that people don't want to stay around all this?" she asked sarcastically. "I mean there's so much here!" "What, you don't like farming?" I asked. "Don't get me wrong I have nothing against people who work the land...but it's never been in my people's blood," she replied. I nodded. I knew so little about Michaela's race, few people did. I mainly knew that they were an ancient race that had been around longer than humans. They had magical powers, including shape shifting and were quite formidable warriors. When I first met Michaela she was a guy, but that seemed like eons ago. Over the past few years we had become great friends and partners. "Anyway, our initial report determined that they have been doing this for at least thirty years...probably much longer. Every year they select some boys from the senior high school class and transform them. As women they have strong maternal instincts and are usually married within months and pregnant a short time later," I continued. "So it gives the remaining men wives," said Michaela. "Yes and so any male who stays are pretty much guaranteed a perfect wife. Apparently the process affects the memories of not only the victims, but the rest of the town's population." "So how did we find out about it?" she asked. "I doubt that one of your investigators would find this place on their own. I mean, is this place even on GPS?" "Here's where it gets even weirder, a seven-year-old girl sent a note to our Chicago office. She also sent drawings that explained what was going on. Apparently she was once a teenage boy, but when she was changed the memory aspect of the spell didn't work. So the elders changed her into a five-year-old Chinese girl," I explained. "Okay, why Chinese and why five-years old?" asked Michaela. "Just one of the mysteries," I replied. "And how did she fine out about us?" she asked. "Another mystery," I replied. "And how did they change her?" she asked. "From what I could tell from the drawings, they used crystals and a leather-bound book," I answered. "So that would mean that these elders don't have powers of their own," she said. "That's my feeling," I said. "And that means someone...or something provided them with this source of magic," continued Michaela. "Exactly," I replied. "It would have to be a very strong spell to affect the whole town...and beyond...those sorts of spells aren't just given out...especially just to allow a small town to maintain its population." "And is that why you brought me along to this rural wonderland?" she asked. I nodded. "I intend to stop this," I replied. "Cool," she said. "Now I feel better about being out here." I smiled back at her. "So any ideas on who or what we might be facing?" I asked. She shook her head. "I'll have to wait until I can sense the magic being used. It's obviously not a succubus...they're too selfish to share their powers," she replied. "They also don't stay in any one place for more than a year or so." "That's good to hear...I don't want to run into another one of them ever again," I replied. "You handled yourself pretty well if I remember correctly," replied Michaela. "Yes, but it was still a nightmare," I said. Michaela nodded. I had been very lucky to defeat the succubus that had been posing as a high school student. It came very close to killing me. "So what's the plan?" she asked. "Did you read the cover story?" I asked with a grin. "I barely had time to catch the flight out here," she replied. "Besides you know that I would rather have you explain it to me," she countered. "We're doing a story on small towns of the Midwest...I'm the writer and you're my photographer...you did bring your camera, right?" I asked. She nodded. "Good, well it will allow us to snoop around. Right now this is strictly a recon mission. We're to try and determine how many people have been changed, who's behind it, and if possible interview the little girl." "And then?" she asked. "That depends on what we find," I replied. Michaela nodded. "So are we there yet?" she asked. I grinned back. "No, we're stopping at a motel twenty miles away for the night. It will give us a chance to rest before we get there...also there's no hotel in the town," I replied. Chapter 2 The best thing I can say about the motel was that it was clean. I still ran a spell over my bed prior to using it...just in case. The motel was sparse but at least they had a small restaurant across the street specializing in meals that would be considered illegal in California. The menu was pretty much meat and potatoes and the house salad looked like it came out of a bag. The only other guests were a few truckers and a retired couple that were driving across the country. After a filling, but bland dinner, Michaela and I went back to my room to discuss our plans. I opened the folder that held the drawings that the girl named Bree had drawn. "Wow, these drawings are excellent," said Michaela, "They're very detailed." I nodded. They showed frame by frame how she and four other boys were transformed. They also showed the elders using a different crystal on the girl to change her even further. "So they're using at least two different crystals...in addition to the ones that were in the necklaces," noted Michaela. "They're also different colors, in addition to the shapes...very interesting." I nodded as I looked at the other drawings. The next group of drawings showed her adjusting to her life as a five-year-old girl named Brianna or Bree as she signed the drawings. The only good thing was that she appeared to have a family that loved her. I was still curious about why the elders had made her Chinese. The last group of drawings showed the other four transformed teens, getting married, getting pregnant and starting families. Bree had listed names of the four other girls. "So just doing some rough math, if they do five girls a year that means that there could be over 150 transformed women in this town...assuming that this started thirty years ago," said Michaela. "If they get pregnant when they're teens, then some of them could be grandmothers by now." "I know," I replied. "You know what this means," she continued. I nodded. It meant that it would impossible to change them back...at best all we could do was stop it from happening again. "They appear to transform them in the spring, so we have time to stop this from happening to anyone else," I said. "I agree...but what do we do about Bree?" she asked. "And, if we find any others that have their memories." I shrugged. "I have no idea," I replied. "But we have to stop this." After Michaela left I called Bill. "How're you doing?" he asked. "I miss you badly," I replied. "I miss you too," he replied. I then told him that we would be arriving in Grantville the next day. "Call me tomorrow," he said. "I will. So how's the furball?" I asked referring to my black cat and familiar. "Salem is in my lap as we speak...she misses you too," he replied. "Give the wee beastie a chin rub for me," I replied. "I will, see you soon...and be safe," he replied. "Always," I replied. Bill laughed. "Well at least promise me that you'll keep your clothes on this time," he said. "No promises," I replied. I had a nasty reputation in the department thanks to several times ending up naked during the prosecution of a case. I was as proud of my body as the next person, but it was a bit annoying how I often ended up in the buff. Chapter 3 After a heavy breakfast of eggs and bacon we drove towards Grantville to snoop around. The plan was that we were posing as freelance reporters writing a story about small towns of the Midwest. I was the writer and Michaela was my photographer. We both had excellent fake IDs that would have fooled Homeland Security, which was where we got them in the first place. If anyone checked up on us they would find several articles that we had done. We had people with powers in most law enforcement agencies throughout the world. They worked along side humans and handled cases that involved beings who violated magical laws. Since I became Iona and developed powers I had learned about the dual world that most people were totally unaware of. I also learned that most beings with powers just wanted to live their lives without causing problems. However, just like in the human world there were those who violated the laws of both human and magic. My job was to catch them and then let the law prosecute them. Most magical beings were handled by a separate court system from those of humans. The gray area was when we caught humans violating the use of magic. Sometimes humans misused a spell or a magical device without understanding the consequences of their actions. This usually ended up with them being stripped of their powers and having all knowledge of their actions swept from their memory. The real problem was when we caught humans misusing powers on purpose. If the information provided to us by Bree was correct, the town elders would face trial in magical court as it was obvious that they knew what they were doing was wrong. Initially this looked like an open and shut case in that all we would have to do is arrest the elders, but as Michaela had pointed out, the question remained, how they got these powers. The type of spell they were using was very powerful and not easy to cast. It was very unlikely that they would have just stumbled upon it on their own. "How far are we from the town?" asked Michaela. I looked at the GPS. "Five miles, why?" I asked. "Don't you see it?" she asked. "What?" "Oh, I forgot, you have to concentrate to see auras...better pull over first," she replied. I pulled off the road and stepped out of the rental car. Michaela pointed down the road. Most women with my kind of powers could see others auras, I had to think about it, I suppose it was due to my rather unique mixture of being heritages. At first I wasn't sure what Michaela was talking about as there was no one else around us. But then I saw what she was referring to; there was a bright glow of blues and reds in the direction of the town of Grantville. It almost looked like the Northern Lights. "Holy crap," I exclaimed. "Exactly," replied Michaela. "The whole town is giving off a radiance of magic." "I've never seen anything like this in my life," I said. "It's due to the memory aspect of the spell," she said. "Will it bother us?" I asked. She shook her head. "No, it would only affect humans," she replied. I nodded as I stared at the effect. "This means that there's no friendly beings in the area...they would have reported seeing this if there were," she continued. "Well, this is in the middle of nowhere," I said. "I've been to the middle of nowhere and I've always found others like us," countered Michaela. I absorbed what she was saying. "There has to be someone else behind this...and they have been taking out anyone who is a threat," she continued. "The good thing is that no one...not even my kind...can pick up on you...and I'm pretty invisible too." "That's true," I replied. Even though I had very strong powers, I was undetectable by most others. My Aunt Kayla figures it's due to the fact that my original family had powers and they were mutated when I underwent my body swap. It was a useful skill to have in my line of work. "I suspect that Bree may have powers...and like you were...she's unaware of them," said Michaela. "That would explain why her memory was unaffected," I replied. "There's something else," said Michaela in a very serious manner. "You're full of good news today," I replied. "Look over there...at the cattle," she said as she pointed across the road. I looked in the direction she was referring to and gasped. "Two of those...were once human," I exclaimed. Michaela nodded. "Can you get a read on them?" I asked. "No...the spell has progressed too far...they have little of their minds left," she replied. "Were they human or magical?" I asked. "One was a witch...I'm not sure about the other," she replied. "You sure?" I asked. She nodded again. "It's probably the only reason why I was able to detect her aura," replied Michaela. I considered myself to be a sorceress. Witches were much rarer and usually had stronger powers due to their spiritual beliefs. "Whatever changed her is powerful," said Michaela. "Take a photo," I said. "It will go with our cover story." Michaela reached into the car for her camera and took several shots. As she did I made a call to Connor, my supervisor. I told him what we had learned so far. "I still want to go into the town and look around...and I want to talk to Bree," I said. "Would it do any good if I told you no?" he asked. "No," I replied. "I didn't think it would. Call me as soon as you find anything else...oh, and give my thanks to Michaela," he said. "I will," I replied. "Thanks." "Be safe," he said. "I will," I replied. Chapter 4 We drove into the center of Grantville and parked the car next to the town hall. "Um, what are you doing?" asked Michaela. "All part of the plan. We go in and tell them our cover story," I said. "Make sure you bring your camera." We walked into the three-story brick building that served at the town hall. The police station was on the first floor, public works and utilities on the second floor and the mayor's office was on the top floor. There was no elevator. We checked in with the mayor's receptionist, a kindly looking woman in her mid-fifties. We explained what we were doing and that we would like to talk to the mayor. She smiled and got up to speak to him. The mayor's name was Carl Johansson and he didn't seem like a monster, even though I knew what he had been doing. I instantly recognized him from Bree's drawings. He smiled as he invited us into his office. "So you're doing a story on Grantville?" he asked. "Actually, we're doing it on several small towns in the Midwest," I replied. "And why did you pick us?" he asked pleasantly. "We're doing the article on towns that sprung up after the Civil War and how some have survived, others haven't, and some have thrived," I replied. "Obviously Grantville falls under the later." He grinned. "We've managed to do quite well...if I do say so myself," he replied. "Can you tell me the secret of your town's success?" I asked. "Magic," he replied and then he began laughing. I spent the next hour interviewing him. While I hated what he had done to Bree and the others, it was obvious that he truly cared about the town and the residents. "I will call Mary Olsen, she's our town historian, and have her prepare a file for you on our town's history," he concluded. "That would be very helpful," I replied. "Where are you staying?" he asked. I told him. There was no reason to lie. "Sorry about the lack of accommodations in our town...we don't have much use for a hotel, most people when they visit stay with their families," he replied. "It's no so bad, it's a nice drive," I replied. "How long will you be here?" he asked. "A few days," I replied. "As I said I would like to do some interviews." "Anyone specific you'd like to meet?" he asked. "We'd like to focus on regular people, but I would like to speak to someone at your high school," I replied. "Why?" he asked. "Well, from we've learned in other towns, it's difficult to keep the younger people in the community. We couldn't help but notice several young married couples as we drove through downtown, so we'd like to know if your town has any special programs." He nodded. "I will contact Fred Evans, he's our high school principal and see if he has time to speak to you," said Carl. "That would be great," I replied. "I'll also tell our town sheriff, about you. We don't get a lot of visitors here," continued the Mayor. "I appreciate that," I replied. "So, where are we heading first?" "We'd like to wander around downtown first. Is there a place where we can meet people, a diner or a coffee shop?" I asked. "Olaf's Diner, it's out the front door, to your left, you can't miss it," he said. "Thank you," I replied. "Do you mind if Michaela takes your photograph?" He grinned and he reached up and ran his fingers over his short hair. "No not at all." Chapter 5 I knew that Michaela had been trying to get a read on Carl, but I would wait until the drive back to ask her about it. We spent two hours in Olaf's. The food was better than the restaurant by the motel, but it was still very heavy. We also conducted several interviews. As expected and hoped, the word was out about us and we had no trouble taking to people. We even managed to talk to a young pregnant woman who couldn't say enough nice things about the town. I could tell from her aura that she had once been a male. Next we explored the town. I was keeping an eye open for Bree. It wouldn't be hard to spot her as most of the town was white. I then spotted the town drug store and motioned for Michaela to follow me inside. I remembered from the drawings that Bree's father owned the town drug store. As expected we were immediately greeted as soon as we entered. "So you're the people who are going to make Grantville famous?" asked the woman behind the counter. Her tone was cheerful, just like most of the people we had met. "I don't know about that, but I hope that someone reads the article," I replied. "Well you can count on everyone here reading it, this is the most exciting thing to happen here...well...ever," she replied with a grin. Just then a man walked out from behind the pharmacy counter. "Dave, come here, these are the reporters!" announced the woman. He smiled and walked over to us. "I'm Dave Olson, pleased to meet you," he said as he greeted us. "I'm Iona and this is my photographer Michaela," I replied. "So how can I help you?" he asked. "Do you own this store?" I asked. He nodded proudly. "Great, do you have time to talk?" I asked. "I would like to get an interview with a local business owner." He glanced at his watch. "I'd love to, but I have an important appointment to attend," he replied. "His daughter is getting an award at school," said the woman. He smiled. "She won a school art contest," he replied proudly. "Congratulations," I replied. "Um would it be possible for us to tag along? It would be a nice human interest touch to the story." He shrugged. "I don't see why not," he replied. "Of course, the school might say no, but I doubt it...I imagine they've heard about your being here too." Chapter 6 I couldn't believe our good luck as we rode over to the elementary school with Dave Olson. "So what do you think of our town?" he asked us. "It seems nice," I replied. "Everyone we've met is very nice." He nodded. "It's a bit quiet and not for everyone," he said. "I'm just glad that we're not just maintaining our population but we've seen a slight annual increase in population. Yes, I have business interests, but this is my hometown and I'm happy that my children will have a chance to grow up here." "Tell me about your family," I asked. "Is your wife a local?" He shook his head. "No, Kristin is originally from California. We met at a convention and it was love at first sight," he replied. "How many children do you have?" I asked. "Two and a third on the way," he replied. "Bree is our oldest...and she's adopted... as you will see. Initially we thought we couldn't have children. We now have a little boy, Brian Junior, and we're expecting our third child in six weeks." "Why did you say that we'll see that Bree is adopted?" I asked. "She was born in China," he replied. "Our church helps funds an orphanage there for little girls that have been abandoned. Bree was four when we adopted her." "Are there others like her here?" I asked. He shook his head. "Unfortunately no. We were concerned at first that it might be difficult for her growing up here. You probably noticed that we're not very ethnically diverse here...one of the few drawbacks of a small Midwestern town." "And has she had any problems?" I asked. "No...not really. She has been fully accepted by her classmates and the other kids in the neighborhood," he said. "But there have been problems," I interjected. "The first couple of years were rough, she had a lot of nightmares, but as she's grown older they've been less frequent," he replied. "We think her nightmares were due to her being abandoned by her family. We've done everything possible to let her know that we love her." "That's good to hear," I replied. "Cultural changes can be difficult...especially at a young age." I knew that the nightmares were due to her transformation. I have met several people over the years that were changed against their will and the adjustment is difficult. I was fortunate that my adjustment was smooth. He nodded. "However I want to make one thing perfectly clear, Kristin and I love Bree completely. We can't imagine life without her," he said. "That's obvious," I replied with a smile. "Well we're here," he said. We pulled into the parking lot of a one story modern school. I was slightly taken back by as the building looked out of place. Dave must have seen my reaction. "The school was built two years ago...we got a community grant to replace the old one. We no longer have to worry about the heating during the winter," he explained. We were greeted by a middle-aged man at the entrance of the school. He was very ordinary looking and smiled as he saw us walk towards him. Dave introduced us to him. His name was Henry Hester and he was the principal. "I'm very pleased that Dave brought you here," said Henry. "When we heard you were in town we hoped that you would see our school." "It's not what I expected," I replied. Michaela began to take photos. "The old school was over one hundred years old and was a nightmare to maintain. We spent more in repairs than school supplies...the teachers use to have a pool every year on the first day of school as to when the old coal powered furnace would break down," he replied with a chuckle. "Dave mentioned that you got a grant to build the new school," I said. Henry nodded. "Yes, it was quite unexpected, but with our population increasing it was necessary and long overdue," he replied as he looked at his watch. "Well, we'd better head in; the award ceremony will be starting in a few minutes." We walked together into the school. It was just as modern inside and wouldn't have looked out of place in any upscale community. The one thing I immediately noticed was that all the students were wearing uniforms. The boys were in blue plants and a white shirt and the girls were wearing blue skirts and white blouses. "I'm a little surprised to see uniforms," I commented. Henry smiled back at me. "It's a cost saving measure," he replied. "All the students wear uniforms and it saves the families money and allows for hand-me-downs. The parents love it." "What about the students?" I asked. "They don't seem to mind," he replied in a nonchalant manner. We were led to the auditorium. Henry motioned for a place for us to sit up front. He then walked up onto the stage. Michaela and I watched and listened as he made a short speech and then brought up the winners of various awards. Michaela and I watched as Bree walked up to receive her award. She was very cute and seemed to be very happy, but as I had learned many times, looks can be deceiving. Michaela gave me a nudge and I looked over at one of the teachers. The woman was young, blonde and attractive...and it judging from her aura she had once been male. In fact I was soon aware that six other teachers had also been transformed. I had to push my rage down deep so that no one detected our real purpose for being there. When Bree got her award I looked over at Dave and he was beaming. It was evident that he loved Bree and was very proud of her. I also noticed that he was sitting next to a beautiful blonde haired woman, who was very pregnant. After the ceremony, he introduced us to his wife Kristin. "So you're really doing a story on Grantville?" she asked. I nodded. "That's wonderful...they've done so much to make this a wonderful community," replied Kristin. "I was hoping that we could talk to you...and your daughter," I said. "Why?" she asked as she looked at her husband. "We'd like to show that your community is open-minded," I replied. "I think it would be great," said Dave. "How long will you be in town?" she asked. "A couple of days," I replied. "Well, why don't you come over for dinner tomorrow night? I'd invite you this evening but we have a prior engagement," said Kristin. I looked at Michaela who nodded. "We'd love to," I replied. "Great," replied Kristin. She then gave us directions and the time to show up. "We're looking forward to dinner," I said. "See you both tomorrow," said Kristin. Chapter 7 We spent another hour in town before going back to our car. As soon as we got in my security charm began to glow. Michaela saw it and nodded. She pointed to a small black box that was taped under the dashboard. There would be no private conversations until we got back to the motel. I pulled out of the parking lot and headed out of town. "What a nice community," said Michaela. "This is definitely the highlight of this trip." "I agree," I replied as I rolled my eyes. We continued the charade until we reached the motel. Michaela checked the box before we got out of the car. As we walked back to our rooms she whispered to me that it was both a tracking device and a bug, but she suspected that we were now out of range. "So they do check out strangers," I commented. Michaela nodded. As I opened the door to my room, the security charm began to glow again. Michaela's room was also bugged. There were several bugs in each room. Someone had tried to log onto my laptop, but they couldn't get past my security system. I was debating what to do next when Michaela solved our problem. She walked into the bathroom and cast a spell. The motel manager apologized for the overflowing toilet and immediately gave Michaela a new room. So we had a safe room for at least one day. Chapter 8 "Very interesting," said Michaela. "What are you talking about?" I asked as I turned on my laptop. "Everything," she replied. "The town is exceedingly normal...with the obvious exception of the transformed males. It's a very typical small farming town." "I know...I was sort of hoping it would be more like a Stepford type community," I replied. "The mayor is definitely dirty...but I didn't sense he did it out of being malicious...he just wants to keep the community alive," said Michaela. "His aura is stained...but not evil." "I wish I had your skill in reading auras," I replied. "It comes with practice...after a few hundred years you know what to look for," she said. "Okay...did you detect anyone else?" "The principal is clean," she said. "We still need to talk to the high school principal...and the sheriff." "Did you sense anything else?" I asked. She hesitated before answering. "Not exactly...I felt something for a moment, but not enough to figure out what it was," she replied. "When did this happen?" I asked. "In the city hall building as we walked up to the Mayor's office," she replied. "It was so brief that I almost missed it. I will concentrate the next time we're there." "Okay, and I will do some counter-espionage," I replied. "What are you going to do?" she asked. "I have some toys that Connor gave me. Don't worry, they're human in origin and unless the person who bugged us works for the NSA they won't find them...but I want to know who is doing this." "My aren't you becoming a sneaky one," she replied. I laughed. "I don't see any reason to avoid manmade technology in my line of work...just like using my powers, they're tools that aid me in doing my job," I replied. I then felt a wave of anger sweep through me. "And what is happening here has to stop. The town looks as if they can survive without abusing others," I stated. "I agree. But you realize we have two options. The first one...and the easy one is to go in and confront the three men who we suspect are behind this...it shouldn't take much to get the crystals from them," she explained. I just stared back. "But that would be too easy...we know that someone...or something is behind this...and they are a bigger threat. If we bust the three men, without finding who's really behind this then it will just start somewhere else," she said. "Maybe we'll get lucky and they'll come out and confront us," I said. She shook her head. "No, I suspect that the being behind this won't reveal them self. The fact that there are two magic beings out grazing in a field is a sign of this." "Okay, so who or what do you think is behind this?" I asked. "I've been giving this a lot of thought...and I have no idea. I have vague memories of stories I was told when I was young...but I can't remember the details. Do you want me to ask my kin?" What little I knew of Michaela's people was that they didn't like to interact with most other beings with power. I was an exception. I suppose it was because I was different than most and they were curious about me. Being born human and male, then being trapped in the body of a sorceress, and later developing my own unique powers was very unusual in the magical world. They were also intrigued by the fact that I still had strong ties in the human world. Michaela's kin had a strong fondness for humans and had often acted as their protectors. "Absolutely," I replied. "Okay, I'll call them after dinner," she said. "I also need to call Bill and also Connor," I replied. Chapter 9 That night the restaurant had a sausage special. I passed and went for the baked chicken, but Michaela was brave and ordered it. The waitress brought out food and I was speechless when I saw Michaela's meal. "Um, is that it?" I asked. There were three different types of sausage on the plate and some mashed potatoes. "It is a bit sparse," said Michaela. My meal wasn't much better. I asked for some vegetables and they put what looked like frozen peas with my chicken. "This is farm country, haven't they realized that you can also eat vegetables," I commented. "Actually this reminds me of the olden days," she remarked as she took a bite of one of the sausages. "Not bad." I shook my head. Granted I was far from a health food nut, but this was bland even for me. "Which olden days? The Middle Ages?" I asked as I cut my chicken. "Actually you're not that far off," she replied as she tried one of the other sausages. "I hope Kristin's a better cook," I said as I ate some more of the chicken. After dinner I called Bill and then Connor. Connor was pleased with what we had accomplished. He was even more excited about the help that Michaela was offering. He was also worried about the electronic bugs. "I want you to do a full sweep every time you get in the car or your room," he said. "We will," I replied. "So do you have any idea about our mystery being?" "No...but we are doing research as we speak," he replied. "Be careful." "I will, thanks," I replied. Chapter 10 The next day we got a call from Mayor Johansson telling us that he had arranged an interview for us with Fred Evans, the high school principal for ten that morning. We thanked him for his help. During the drive into Grantville we saw the two transformed cattle grazing in the field. I took this as a sign that we were still undetected. We arrived at the high school and we were promptly led into Fred Evans' office. His office was what I had expected; it looked like a typical school administrator's office. There was nothing out of the ordinary. There were photos and awards hanging on the walls marking his many years of service. I didn't need Michaela's insight to see the darkest of his aura. All the pain and suffering he had caused had stained him forever. There was something else. I sensed that, unlike the Mayor, he enjoyed what he did. "Thank you for seeing us," I remarked as we sat down across from him. "I should be the one thanking you," he replied. "A national article will be great for our town. So how are you enjoying your stay?" "Other than the problem with the motel room, it's been fine," said Michaela. We figured someone would ask us about our stay and try to figure out why one of us changed rooms. He looked concerned. "Why, what happened?" he asked. "One of the pipes in my room broke and flooded it out," she replied. "Thankfully none of my clothing was damaged." "Sorry to hear that. We do lack a hotel close to town...maybe in a few years," he said. "I'm used to it. We spend so much time in hotels in this job," she replied. "You should settle down," he said as he turned to me. "I see that you're married, does your husband mind you travelling all the time?" "He keeps bugging me about finding a more sedentary job," I replied. He smiled. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. It's just that most women here devote themselves to raising families rather than having a career. Actually it's one of the things we offer here...our cost of living is low enough that most families can get by on just one income," he explained. "Is that something your school stresses?" I asked politely. "We don't force anyone to be a housewife, but we do have a very strong home economics program. My uncle, the previous principal, determined that one way to maintain and then increase the population would be to stress that this is a great place to raise a family and part of that would be to convince young women to stay here...so that the young men would too." I nodded as I took notes. "I know it might sound sexist, but it's one of the town's selling points. We had two families move here from Chicago this year. I'm on the economic development committee, along with the mayor, the police chief and my uncle, and we're doing whatever it takes to keep the town growing. We're in negotiations to bring in a small manufacturing plant, which would add over sixty jobs to the community." "The committee, is this the group responsible for the new elementary school?" I asked. He nodded with pride. "That's right, you were there yesterday, what do you think?" "It's impressive," I replied. "We're going to break ground on a new high school next year," he admitted. "Congratulations," I replied. He smiled. "Yes, this town is going places...I hope that you come back in a few years and see us," he said. I nodded. "Would it be possible for us to get a tour of the school...and maybe talk to some of the students?" I asked. "Of course. Now I must warn you, not all the students here share our vision of the future of Grantville. Many will claim how boring it is and that they can't wait to leave, but many stay and love it. Almost all our staff graduated from this high school...myself included." "If teenagers aren't complaining then there's something up," I replied with a grin. He laughed. "How true," he replied. "I will have one of our guidance counselors escort you around the school. Chapter 11 I noticed at least three teachers who had been transformed. In a way I hoped that they had no memory of their previous lives as I couldn't imagine the pain and humiliation of working for the man who was responsible. It was fast becoming evident that even when we stopped any additional transformations it would be extremely difficult...if not impossible to undo what had happened here. There were too many lives involved and intertwined in the actions started so many years ago. As distasteful as the idea sounded the best solution might be to not try and undo what Evans and the others had done. Oh, we would see if those transformed into cattle could be returned to normal...but as for the others...well I'm glad that it wouldn't be my decision. I knew from my own transformation how difficult and complicated things could get. After we left the school we headed back to Olaf's for lunch. As the car was still bugged, Michaela and I couldn't talk openly. I really wanted to hear her insight on Evans and the high school, but that would have to wait until later. I wondered if the transformation spell had any weight loss aspects to it as all the food we had been served was so heavy and yet so many of the women were of normal weight. We had only been there for a few days and I already felt as if I had put on a few pounds. After lunch we left the car in the parking lot and worked our way around the city. I interviewed people, while Michaela took photos. I decided that I would actually try and write an article on the town. I did this partly because it would add to my cover story, but the other reason was that I enjoyed writing. I also felt that the regular people of Grantville...and the victims deserved to have their story told. Actually I would write two articles, one that I would try and get published in the mainstream press and the other in the magical press. We slowly worked our way over to City Hall and we stopped in to talk to the Sheriff. He wasn't what I expected. I guess I thought I would see an overweight balding man with a dip of tobacco in his lip. Instead we were greeted by a rather handsome man who appeared to be in mid-thirties. He was athletic looking and with his very short hair he could have passed for a solider. His name was George Nielson. "I was hoping we'd get a chance to meet," he greeted as he shook our hands. "I also have time to meet some beautiful women. I smiled sweetly back as I held up my hand to show my wedding ring. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at Michaela who shook her head. "I'm engaged...well almost," she replied. "Oh well, just my luck," he grinned. "So no hard feelings?" We shook our heads. "Great, so how can I help you?" he asked as he motioned for us to follow him into his office. We sat down and scanned the room. There was a feeling of foreboding that hung over the room. Like Evans, George's aura was also dark. I would look forward to seeing him arrested. The wall behind his desk was covered with photos and awards. I noticed several US Army awards including several items that denoted service in the Special Forces. So George was no amateur...well neither were we. "So how big is the sheriff's department?" I asked. "We have five full time employees and several auxiliary," he replied. "That seems a bit large for your town," I replied. "Is there a reason why?" He nodded. "There's not a lot of crime in town and what there is...well is minor," he replied. "But we do have a large area to cover. Most of our crime occurs outside of town. Believe it or not, but cattle rustling is a real problem." That made sense. It was a pretty lucrative crime and if the rustlers were smart, it was very hard to track. "I see your awards, how long did you serve?" I asked. He grinned. "Ten years and then I got out. My father died and I came back to take over the family business...so to speak." "So your father was the Sheriff?" I asked. He nodded. "So was my grandpa. But don't get me wrong, I had to prove I could do this job." I nodded. "So how has your stay been?" he asked. "We have been treated very nicely," I replied. "I was sorry to hear about the problems with the hotel," he interjected. "How'd you know about that?" I asked. "Fred and I are old friends. We have been pushing for the town to get a hotel for years. That place you're staying is the only place within fifty miles...and we have had many problems with it," he explained. "We'll never get bigger until we expand some more." "Well, I think that it could use some competition," said Michaela. "I agree," he replied with a smile. We talked for another twenty minutes before we left. I was now sure that all three of the people listed by Bree were dirty. Still I wanted to talk to her; there were still some questions that needed to be answered. Chapter 12 There was just enough time for us to go back to the hotel, shower, change, and talk a while before we were due at the Olsen's for dinner. To our surprise the bug in the car was gone. I couldn't wait to check out my counter-bug and see who did it. The bugs in my room were also gone and Michaela's new room was also clean. Still we were cautious and I did a sweep to check for spells. That search also came up empty. However, just to play it safe Michaela cast a spell that would allow us some privacy. I knew several spells that were just as effective, but Michaela's magic was harder to detect. As we suspected, the bugs had been placed by George. Michaela and I talked about our day in Grantville. "We have more than enough dirt on Evans, Johansson, and Nielson to arrest them right now," she said. "I agree...but what about the power behind the throne," I said. "True...I may have something," she replied. "You know that vampires exist, right?" I nodded. Unlike the monsters in the movies, they were not the undead. They did feed on blood and other bodily fluids, they had very long lives, and some powers like increased strength and speed, but they were not immortal, they didn't sleep in coffins and they could walk around in sunlight. "I've met a couple of them...they're actually quite interesting," I replied. "And you remember our friend back in high school?" she asked. "That creature was no friend," I replied as I referred to the succubus that had almost killed both of us. Michaela smiled. "Well, there are creatures that are like those two...they feed off human emotions," she said. "What are they called?" "I don't know...we usually just called them demons. They are rare and not very social. They have existed by maintaining their secrecy," she explained. "My kind has known about them...as they are almost as ancient as we are...but even our knowledge is limited. We know that they use humans to set events in motion...and then they sit back and feed off the emotions given off by the human created chaos." "Sounds complicated...I mean people cause chaos all the time," I replied. Michaela smiled. "True, but predicting where it will be...and the type of chaos...isn't easy. The physical transformation must be very powerful emotionally...the creature could be harvesting this and living off it the rest of the year. Remember those crystals in the necklaces that Bree drew? They could be storing some of this energy." I nodded. "Now imagine a dying town...and town leaders desperate to save it...all the creature had to do was to make a business deal and then sit back and feed," said Michaela. I rubbed my chin. "Do they, the elders, know what this thing is?" I asked. "No, as they usually move about in human form. It's obvious that the three men who run this now know what they are doing...they're not under any spell and being forced into it. I don't think they care anymore. The fact that the elders seem to pass their position down to their sons is another sign that they know what they are doing...even if they don't know about the creature." "Couldn't the creature have told them the truth?" Michaela shook her head. "No...these demons are very protective of their secret...they will do everything possible not to be detected. They will use magic to protect themselves...hence the cattle...and they will kill if necessary." "So it would try and kill us?" I asked. "Not just us," she replied. "I have heard stories of them wiping out whole villages...killing everything...they can use the weather as a weapon. I imagine that if we did this wrong a tornado would wipe Grantville off the map." "So what do we do?" I asked. "If we take out the elders, it will probably just slink off," she said. "And start this all over again in another town, right?" Michaela nodded. "What if we confront it, can it be defeated?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders. "I have no idea...no one has ever tried it and survived," she replied. "I don't even know if they can be killed. The good thing is that there are only a few of them...we know of one that starts wars. It was responsible for World War I & II. It's currently in Afghanistan." "Sounds like a step down," I said. "They're rumored to be very intelligent...and this one realized how close it came to ending the world... so it has backed down." I sighed. "So how strong are their powers...besides the whole weather thing?" I asked. "Actually they're rather primitive when it comes to casting spells. You've faced worse," she said. "Can they be reasoned with?" I asked. "I mean, if we find out what sort of emotion it needs maybe we can find a stable form that doesn't require forcibly transforming people." "Anything is possible...but we don't know who it is," she replied. "I will ask my clan if they know of a way of detecting them." "Okay," I replied. "I just don't want to shift the problem to another place." "I understand," said Michaela. "Well, we'd better get going, don't want to keep the Olsens waiting." Chapter 13 As we drove back to Grantville my thoughts shifted to Bree. I remembered how disorienting it was when the original Iona swapped bodies with me and then the horror I felt when I realized that I was stuck as a woman. Of course, I adapted and adjusted to my new life, but I recalled that there were bad times. My change in age wasn't as dramatic as what Bree underwent either. Yes I went from being an adult male to college age woman, but I still had personal freedom. I also recalled when I was turned into a teenager. That was less traumatic as I knew it was temporary and that I was doing it as part of my job. I could only imagine the rage and dread that Bree felt when she was forcibly transformed. She lost all ties to her self. Yes, she still had the same parents, but her age, her gender, and her race were imposed on her. The loss of freedom is being transformed from a teenager to a five- year-old must have been awful. Added to that they made her different...so she would never quite fit in would also make life difficult. I was very curious why they made her Chinese. I had my suspicions, but I wanted to hear it from Bree. I also wondered how she was able to express herself through her art. From what we had seen and sensed, the others who had been changed had no memories of their old lives. While I hated the idea of identity theft, in a way, it might have been less painful to have no memory of a past life. We arrived at The Olsen's and were greeted warmly by them. To all appearances they looked like a perfect family. "Are you really writing about our town?" asked Bree. "Yes I am and Michaela is taking the photos," I replied. Bree smiled back at us. "Since the weather is so nice we thought we'd barbecue some steaks," said Dave. "Winter comes around here quickly and seems to last longer every year." "That sounds great," I replied as we were led through the house to the back deck. The backyard was fenced in and we were immediately greeted by a very friendly chocolate lab. "That's Mocha," said Bree."He's my doggie!" "They are inseparable," said Kristin as she watched Bree and the dog play. "He's a beautiful dog," said Michaela. "Bree, is Mocha the dog in your drawing?" I asked. She nodded. "Yes...I love drawing and I love drawing pictures of Mocha." I smiled back. "Do you have other drawing of Mocha?" I asked. Bree nodded. "Mommy, can I take Iona up to my room to show her my drawings?" Kristin looked at me and I nodded. "Okay, but we'll be eating soon...I will need some help setting the table," said Kristin. Bree was about to protest when Michaela stepped in. "Kristin, I'll help you," said Michaela. Kristin thanked Michaela as Bree grabbed my hand and led me back into the house. Her room was on the second floor and the walls were covered with drawings. I was amazed how good they were, much better than you would expect for an eight-year-old. "These are wonderful. I would like Michaela to take some photos of them for the story," I said. "Really?" she squealed excitedly. I nodded. "I love drawing," she said. I walked over and looked out the window and saw the Bree's family was all down in the backyard with Michaela. "Bree...I want to show you something," I said as I took a small stone out of my pocket. "That's pretty," she said. I handed it to her and watched as she held it in both hands. Her eyes suddenly opened wide and her jaw dropped a bit. "You okay?" I asked cautiously. She nodded. "My memories...I can think of them without fighting..." she gasped. "There have been times in the past when I was able to bring memories of my old life up...but it was very hard...I had to concentrate very hard...it was very exhausting. When I did it I was able to record what happened." "I saw your other drawings," I continued. "And I'm here to help...so is Michaela." Bree looked around as to make sure that no one else was around. "They're down in the yard...we won't be interrupted, Michaela will see to that," I replied softly. "You're really here to help...to stop this?" she asked. I nodded. She sat down on her bed clutching the stone. "What do you want to know?" she asked. She sounded more like a teenager than a little girl. I sat down next to her. "I saw the drawings you sent out and we know about the three men who did this to you...and all the others," I said. "Tell me about the crystals." Bree nodded. "Mr. Evans read from a book...the others just watched. I don't think they know how to use the crystals without it," she replied. "Good. Now is there anyone else involved?" I asked. "I think so...but it's more like a feeling...I sense power behind them," she said. I was slightly taken back as this confirmed two things; one that there was a being behind this...and that Bree had some powers, it was the only explanation. Many who are born without knowledge of their powers find ways for them to come out, often in art and music. My sister is a very gifted artist as our family had a magical lineage. I decided not to spring this on Bree at this time. Our research department would investigate her family heritage and determine what levels of powers she was capable. Later we would contact her and work with her. I know this may sound cruel, but Bree had enough to deal with at the current time. "So how did you know where to send the drawings?" I asked. Bree pointed to her computer. "Like I said earlier...sometimes...if I concentrate really hard I can remember the old me...and what happened...it's very hard to do...and over time I have found it more difficult...but one night I did it and I wished for help...I then searched online...and found a website...I have tried to find it again, but have never found it," she explained. I nodded. There were many websites run by and for beings with power. In fact, it wasn't Al Gore who "invented" the internet but one of us as a way of spreading knowledge. "That site has a safety feature that seeks out people in pain," I explained. "Is that what you do?" she asked. "I'm sort of a special agent," I answered. "My job is to find and arrest those who violate magic." She broke out in a huge smile. "So you're going to stop it? No more boys being changed into girls?" she asked. I nodded. "That's the plan." "Good...I have hoped and prayed that this would happen." "I need some more info Bree, how often do they do this?" I asked. "Only in the spring...they pick some boys from the senior class and change them," she said. She then told me about the contest that the school had and was used as a cover to select the victims. Every spring boys were dressed up as girls as part of a school competition, a select few, those who planned on leaving the town upon graduation were picked and transformed. "And why did they treat you differently?" I asked. "I was able to fight the...memory loss...and they changed me to make me into a little girl so I wouldn't be a threat. Who would believe me if I told them what happened?" she asked. "But why Chinese?" I asked. "That was Mr. Evans again. He did it to punish me because I had complained that the town lacked diversity," she said. "I'm glad he did... as it's a reminder of what happened to me and makes me remember...I'll always remember what he did." I hesitated before asking my next question. "After we stop them...do you want to be changed back?" "Is that possible?" she asked. "I don't know, but most magic can be reversed," I said. She shook her head. "No...I want to be me...and this is who I am," she replied. I nodded. "I understand...believe it or not, but I was once a man too. My change wasn't my idea, but I have accepted who I am," I replied. "Really?" she asked. I nodded and I gave her a short version of what had happened to me. "So you do understand," she said. "Yes Bree I do," I said. "I also need to know one more thing; do you want to keep your old memories?" She nodded. "I owe that to Brian," she said. I smiled. "I feel the same way about Roger," I replied. "I will leave you the stone...it will allow you to speak freely and to remember. It will only work for you... so guard it well and use it carefully. In fact, I don't want you to use it again until I have arrested Mr. Evans and the others, okay?" "Okay, Iona," she replied. "I have one favor to ask...before I put it away, I want to confront Mr. Evans and the others when you have arrested them. Is that possible?" "Yes...I will allow that...you are owed that," I replied. Bree hugged me and we embraced for several minutes. "Thank you Iona...thank you so much," she repeated as we hugged. Chapter 14 With the car clean of bugs, I was able to tell Michaela what happened on the way back. "She's quite remarkable," said Michaela. I nodded. "So what do we do next?" she asked. "If it wasn't for this demon or whatever it is we could wrap this up tomorrow," I said. "I will have to wait and see what Connor says. I just know one thing...I'm going to enjoy this arrest." She nodded. When we got back to the motel there was a package waiting for Michaela at the front desk. "What is that?" I asked when we got to her room. "It's from my clan," she replied as she opened the box. Inside was an ancient looking iron charm that was attached to a leather cord. The charm was crudely cast and appeared to be a cloud with a lightning bolt coming out of it. "Okay, what is it?" I asked. Michaela picked up a blank piece of parchment. As soon as she held it in her hands writing similar to runes appeared. "It's a charm that will allow you to detect and parley with the demon," she said as she handed it to me. "Me?" I asked as I took the charm. "Why me?" Michaela grinned. "Don't you know? You're special." "I'm different, but I wouldn't say special," I replied. "No you are very special Iona. Your...unique lineage makes you very different and thus uniquely qualified to face this being," she replied. I stared back at her. "Next you'll be telling me that your people assigned you to study me," I said. "That's not far from the truth, expect it was me who requested the honor...and to also be your friend and for you to know who I am," she replied. "What do you mean?" "Your...uniqueness only comes along every few eons...and our kind acts to observe and guide from the shadows. With you I wanted to do it and be your friend and confidant. I can't tell you everything, but you're just starting to learn your powers. While your powers won't get much stronger, your ability to work with other beings will become your biggest strength," she explained. "Um... and I guess what you just told me violates the rules?" She nodded. "I'm not much for following rules...as you probably already know," she replied. "So what do I do?" I asked. "You'll know when the time comes," she said. "Great...more riddles," I replied. "Hey, I may not like rules, but I can't tell you everything," she said. I nodded. "Oh, I suppose that this conversation stays between us, right?" I asked. She nodded. "In time there will be no reason to be secretive with your clan...in fact some in your clan already suspect the truth...but they too will allow nature to take it's course. Of course you can tell Bill," she said. "Okay...but just don't call me the chosen one or any crap like that," I replied. "Yes Your Majesty," she replied as she bowed flamboyantly. It took me a second to realize she was joking. "Please don't do that again!" I said. She just smiled back at me. Chapter 15 After a few phone calls I went to bed. Connor said that he would get back to me soon as to what to do next. I also had a nice long chat with Bill, I would be glad when this case was over and we could be together again. Around two in the morning I got a call from Michaela. "You'd better come over to my room," she said. I quickly dressed and headed over to her room. She greeted me at the door and motioned me to come in. As I passed through the doorframe I felt the tingling sensation of a privacy spell. The spell would prevent anyone uninvited from entering the room. It also prevented any noise from inside the room from passing outside. I was about to ask her what was going on when she pointed to the bed. There lying on his back was the Grantville Sheriff, George Nielson. A large caliber handgun was lying unloaded next to him. I could also tell that she had him under an immobilization spell. He would not be able to move, although he could hear and see everything. "What happened?" I whispered. "You can talk in a normal voice, he's not going anywhere. The bastard forced his way into my room and tried to rape me," she replied. Her voice barely hid her rage. "I can wipe his memory clean when we get done...assuming I let him live...and even if I do...I may make him a gelding." I knew she was kidding, but George didn't and I was more than willing to let him feel some of the fear that Bree and the other felt. "So, do you want to question him?" asked Michaela. I nodded. "Tell me what happened first?" I asked. "I was just about to go to bed when I heard him at the door. When I opened it up he was pointing his gun in my face. I let him come in and he told me to get undressed...that's when I froze him," she replied. "He's lucky we need him...otherwise he'd be dead right now." I leaned over him. "You're lucky she didn't kill you," I said. "Tell me everything I want to know and I'll ensure that you live. But if you give me any trouble I will leave you to her...and she will have you begging for death." I could see terror in his eyes. "Now, it's obvious that while you may play with magic...we are magical," I continued. "And you have been a very bad boy." Michaela said some words in her language. "Now you can speak, but only to answer our questions," she said. "Tell me everyone involved in the transformation of the teens into women," I ordered. He hesitated for a moment before giving us the names of Evans and Johansson. "Who has the crystals?" I asked. "Evans," he replied. "Where does he keep them?" I demanded. "I don't know the exact location, but they are kept at his house," he replied. "Where did he get them?" I asked. "I don't know," he replied. I turned to Michaela. "Can he lie?" I asked. She shook her head. "Why does he need you and the Mayor?" I asked. "The spell requires three of us to make it work," he replied. Michaela nodded. "A good safety device when giving magical devices to humans...it prevents misuse by one of the group," she said. "Why did you bug our rooms and the car?" I asked. "Fred told me to do it," he replied. "We check out all strangers." "Is he in charge?" I asked. "Yes," he replied. "Why did you try to rape Michaela?" I demanded. "Fred won't let me touch the girls...only he's allowed," he replied. I glanced at Michaela and then glared at George. "He has sex with them?" I demanded. "Yes...he said that it is his right...he has raped all of them...except the little girl...the little Chinese brat...she was too young...but he plans on making her his slave when she gets older," he admitted. I turned to Michaela. "I better call Connor and tell him what has happened," I said. "And then?" she asked. "I have a plan, but I need to run it past Connor...I still have rules to follow." I replied. "Don't worry they will be punished." She smiled. "Okay," she replied. "We'll do it your way." Chapter 16 After talking to Connor he agreed that we had to act now. "Can you make him obey you?" I asked Michaela as I pointed towards George. "Sure, what do you want me to do?" she asked. "I want him to set up a meeting with the other two at Evans house," I said. "Connor has a backup team flying in as we speak, but he's giving us the chance to end this now." "And the other one?" she asked. "I have authorization for you to use the same spell on the other two. I suspect Evans will let us know who is behind this," I replied. "Good...and what happens to them when this is over?" "They will be arrested and charged with a long list of crimes," I replied. "Pity...we should just be allowed to kill them," she said. I nodded in agreement. We had George call the other two and told them that he had to see them immediately. As we approached the house both Michaela and I scanned for danger and spells. We didn't detect any. I also sensed that both Evans and Johansson were there. I didn't sense any other magical beings, but that didn't mean that they were alone. George walked behind us and appeared to be leading us up to the house. He had his gun pointed at us, but it was empty. He was also under Michaela's control. Evans stepped outside and glared at George. "What the hell happened?" he demanded. "I'll tell you as soon as we get inside," said George. As soon as we were inside Evan closed and locked the door. "What the hell is going on George?" demanded the Mayor. Before he could reply Michaela cast a control spell over them. "Don't try and fight it, we have real powers," she said. "Why don't we go into the living room and talk?" I said as I took the gun from George's hand. The three men sat down on the couch across from us. "Is there anyone else here?" I demanded. Evans shook his head. "Did you tell anyone else about this meeting?" I continued. Evans shook his head. "Good boy," I replied as I set the gun down. "We know what you've been doing and we're putting a stop to it...it en

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The Ghost of Scarlet Mountain a Karl and Merry Adventure

"Sooth, 'tis a tonic to be in the open air once more," Merry exclaimed as Nightshade's booming wings hurled she and Karl among fleecy clouds. "I heartily agree," Karl replied. "Between the scheming nobility and the fawning hangers-on at court I am pleased to be shut of all such nonsense. No doubt you were becoming restless as well, noble dragon." "I was indeed," Nightshade replied. "Food is plentiful in the royal forests, but I crave adventure and to see new things." "We are...

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Indian Honeymoon Adventure

The first thing a married couple dreams of is their Honeymoon. We went on our honeymoon after 5 months (as I had to go abroad for my project and she had to complete her MCA finals) But the 15 days that we stayed after marriage was like a fairy tale. With lots of love romance and Sex. Got to know a lot about each other.Then we met after h2 months and had lots of sex, but Honeymoon was still awaited. It actually brings you close. Plus we wanted a lot of adventure. The story may be long but...

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An Adventure

Cassandra had never done this before. She had heard a few friends describe their adventures when they were able to leave their small town and visit a large city. However, Cassandra was always a little reluctant for fear her father or one of her brothers would hear of her activities and decide she really wasn't old enough to live on her own. In less than ten days she was moving from her parental home into her first apartment. The move to be independent still might not help. She feared the men...

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Sex Adventure

Little did the girls realize they had their car worked on while in the bar. The sadistic team kept them under constant surveillance inside while members outside worked under the hood to allow the car to stop running after about 5 minutes. The group was made up of 6 guys and 1 hot girl. This girl was twisted and gave orders to the guys on what to do. She ran the show. She was a sex crazed maniac. She loved the rush of controlling the men and telling them how to ravish her poor female...

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Millia The Demihuman Cow Adventurer

Today was Lilliana's happiest day of her life. As a single cow demihuman mother of five, Lilliana's life was strained and difficult. Now, all that hard work paid off as a tear ran own her cheek watching her oldest finally go up the stage to receive her Adventurer diploma. The crowd cheered as the group of new adventurers stood by the podium. The cow demihuman family cheered the loudest out of any other group. Their breasts bounced and jiggled with each step they took. "Mom, look!" A blonde...

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Catriona

Catriona. By Penny Farthing. Michael Holloway hated Carl Simmonds with a passion. He was sure the poofy little brat had reported him several times to the school for various offences including bullying, theft, smoking underage, drinking, vandalism and so on. Michael was not a nice person and he was glad that his parents were going away for two weeks. He was hatching a plan of revenge. His father was a successful plastic surgeon he paid off Michael's crimes many times as it was...

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Mick and KeriChapter 19 Keri Mick and Friends Have An Adventure

Keri’s nipples are so impressive. When fully erect they are about an inch long and about three quarters of an inch wide. When unaroused they are the same width but shrink to less than half an inch long. The surrounding areolas are a rich brown red clay color and surrounded by many smaller Montgomery Glands. It would seem that her nipples are attached directly to her clitoris. If my hand brushed her pussy her nipples pop up fully. If I pinch a nipple her clit swells. If I do both at the same...

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Rocky Bullwinkle A Lost Adventure

We begin our story in the tiny hamlet of Frostbite Falls, Minnesota USA, population 27, where two of its leading citizens reside; Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle J. Moose. It looks like they're involved in some intense study. Let's listen in. "Do you have any tens?" "Go fish," said Rocky. Well, it looks like they're more involved in leisure time activities. Unfortunately, a couple of dark figures are approaching their quaint cabin that is sure to break up this relaxing...

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A new adventure

Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...

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A new adventure

Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...

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South American Adventure

South American AdventureChapter OneThe pub was packed with noisy students laughing, joking and drinking.  It was noted for it.  After all, it was the closest to one of the main university halls of residence and as such was very popular.  Cindy sat alone in a corner, hoping her friend would hurry up and arrive.  A quiet, shy girl in her first year at University reading Geography, she did not mix or make friends easily and actually found it quite difficult to be alone in such a lively...

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Belize Adventure

Author’s Note: Thanks, again, to snooper, my editor. Those of you that have read African Adventure will notice a significant passage of time between that story and this one. There is another story that comes between these two and deals in detail with events that are alluded to or briefly referenced in this story. I have elected not to publish that particular story on Literotica because it’s mostly adventure. Frankly, there’s far too little sex to interest most Literotica readers. The story was...

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Sexual Awakening Part Two Italian Adventure

Nan’s encounter with Andre had left her full of confidence and newfound sexual energy. She learned that not only could she enjoy sex, but desired it. And while her fling with Andre was completely gratifying, it also sparked a flame deep within her and the fire was building. With the French countryside well behind her, she fantasized about André as the train moved on. They had said goodbye in Austria, and now she was headed to Italy. She had always been fascinated by the tales of ancient Rome....

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Emma Watsonrsquos African Adventure

Emma loved the feeling of the African sun pouring down on her topless body as she suntanned on the back of their fifty foot yacht! There were only a few men on board: Jack, her guide, the yacht Captain, and two ship hands. Emma was pretty sure they were either sleeping or busy taking care of the yacht.Emma was being careful to not sunburn her titties! So she had put a liberal amount of SPF 30 sun block on her white tits! She wasn’t out to get them tanned, she just loved the heat of the sun on...

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StMartin Adventure

We were young and in love. Only newlyweds, we had not had much opportunity to travel outside of the United States. Sure there were trips to the beach in our home state of North Carolina and we'd gone to Florida to visit family but otherwise we were pretty naïve when it came to international exploration. That's why we were so excited about this upcoming trip to St. Martin.I had an uncle who had a time share and, when his health problems prevented him from taking his scheduled trip, he offered it...

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Our first BBC Adventure

First let me say that My Lady is the type that the more sex she gets the more she wants. The night of our adventure we had dinner and then had her for desert and yes she is very sweet tasting. A very tasty desert indeed. After pleasuring her we were sitting in the kitchen talking, We checked our email and found an email from a friend we met on AFF saying that he was in town and would we like to meet him. It was late and we were getting ready for bed so we gave him directions to our apartment....

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My Sex Adventure

Hello ISS readers, I’m Bear here with a new sexstory of my colleague. Please leave ur comments in The story is described in the first person. Hi, there I’m Rithika residing in Bangalore here with my adventure story.I am 35 years old and a recent divorcee,I was married to Nikhil for 4 years and had a son with him named Arav. After the divorce, he took custody of my son and so I am living alone in my own apartment.Travel has always been my spirit lifter so I decided to take on an adventure in...

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My Mall Adventure

Mall Adventure....It was decision time. Tom was on his back in bed. He wasn't resting, though. He had been struggling to pull up his impossibly tight Lee jeans over his muscular thighs. The rough denim caressed his legs every inch of the way, making every nerve ending tingle with delight. The decision before him was which way to position his throbbing hard-on when he finally closed his fly. There were basically two choices: down across the top of his right thigh, or almost straight up along his...

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Slutty Wife Horny Husband And European Adventure

Hi this is Yug and I am back with another story of European adventure, for those who are reading for the first time can search & read “Dreamy Vocation” series, our first European Adventure (in three parts). For new readers let me tell you about myself and my wife, my name is Yug Dhawan a handsome punjabi from Delhi with Athletic built. My wife is Shalini again a Punjabi kudi with oozing breast size, perfect figure, long legs, beautiful face and extremely fair complexion. The Planning The...

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Fantasy Dreams Sex danger and adventure

sooo.....I've been having these re-occuring dreams. I'm with a group of friends and we are being chased by some good looking, gorgeous tall broad bad guy who wants to kill us and if he catches up he will definatly kill us. No shit. He usually has a weapon on him such as a knife or a gun to make it more interesting. Normally in these dreams one of gets cornered, usually me. (Theres a surprise) I have to first Find my way out of the situation. Push my chest forward, to show him I mean buisness...

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The Adventure

The Adventure It was a typical Thursday night, Mistress Michelle and I were lying in bed watching TV, I was naked as usual and Mistress Michelle was teasing "her" cock by rubbing that certain spot that makes me squirm all over the bed. "Do you have your son this weekend?" she asked. "No he has something going on, why?" I replied. She giggled and said, "Oh you will find out." Then she grabbed "her" cock real tight and slapped it three times real hard. "You are not Cuming...

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Brians Sleep Walking Adventure

Brian's Sleep Walking Adventure By SirBosk1 Brian's Sleep Walking Adventure By SirBosk1? 2005 SirBosk1 This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to write this story. It is...

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The Alaska Adventure

Chapter One - Vacation PlansRodger had dreamt his entire life of going to Alaska and bagging himself a big moose, or maybe even a mouton goat, with a full curl.He had saved for this adventure for over twenty years, it was one of the few selfish things he had allowed himself to indulge in. Roger had been happily married to a beautiful woman named Amanda. They married early, raising two kids; Jesse who was a nineteen-year-old college sophomore, and Lora, an eighteen-year-old freshman in the same...

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Judy8217s Summer Adventure

Judy had mixed feelings when her husband announced that they were going to spend a week on a fishing trip on Lake Michigan. She loved the lake, and a week of rustic living would be nice, but she knew from past experience her husband Ted and their son, Ted Jr. would be spending their days out in a boat, leaving her alone for long stretches. It was an isolated rural area and there wasn’t much to do when you’re by yourself. So, when they arrived at their rented cottage and unpacked, she knew that...

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Wild Adventure

My name is John Simmons I am 62 and a retired Tugboat Captain. My wife Kim is 52 ten years younger then I and still a nice looking woman for her age. We have a 16-year-old granddaughter named Tammy. We look forward to school letting out each year because Tammy comes to visit us for the summer and we take our yearly vacation. This year we decided to go to the Wild Adventure theme park in Valdosta Georgia. Over the years Tammy has become best friends with our neighbor’s Jane and asked if she...

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The Adventurers

In the world of Atros it seemed sometimes that problems spread like a cold. Everyone had them, no one could fix them for good, and whenever they did get fixed, three more came up to take its place. Whether it was rampaging goblins, warring nobles, or kidnapping bandits, there was always something causing problems. But it isn't all bad, where some people see problems others can see profit, so wherever you see a farm overrun by orcs you can bet your ass there's someone right behind with a sword...

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Chyoas adventurer

In the world of Exciom the different clans live in harmony. Dwarves, elves, beastfolk, humands and the like live side by side in both metropolitan towns or separated on the great kingdoms of each race. The kingdoms are well connected through roads and trade lines, however much of the world is in still need of being discovered. The great wilds stand imposingly at the edge of the known world. Many fearless adventurers go into the wilds to bring in the heads of beasts never seen before, treasures...

Fantasy
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A Day of Adventure

The ping of a new notification on my phone echoed through the house, I had to keep the volume all the way up so that I could hear it from the bathroom and make sure that I responded to Daddy as soon as he messaged me to start my day. I have been working closely with my Master for the better part of a year and he has been pushing me to become the true sissy and slut that I was meant to be. Every couple of months I am able to push myself a little further and a little further, the first time was a...

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Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said.As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Leina remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said.As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Leina remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

1 year ago
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A Sense of Adventure

"Come to this new club!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. As she and her girlfriends approached the tiny building, Lena remembered why she hated places like this. Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you guys talk me into this?""Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that....

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Sam and Marge passionate threesome adventure

As some of you are aware of our with Johan and since then we have had another experience. After our experience with Johan we talked about if we should invite him back or not. For me, Sam, I was alright with Marge’s decision either way. Marge enjoyed Johan as a person but as a lover he did not do much. So we decided that we would look for someone else. At first our search was slow we went to our favourite ad site, reviewed our profile, made a few updates to it, and waited for replies. This...

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The Rookie Adventurer

"Today is the day!" You shamelessly shout into the wind as your family looks on uncomfortably. You ignore their judgmental stares. After years of preparation, you're finally ready to leave your small frontier village and travel to the city to register as an adventurer. For two summers, you worked your elderly neighbor's fields just to learn sword combat from a retired soldier. You spent the autumn with the best hunters in the village learning advanced techniques to aid you against any beast you...

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Susies Hot Adult Motel Adventure

This is a totally fictional story about a new hot wife, Susie, and the rest of the typical words about the characters, etc.. She is a lovely wife, enjoys sexual adventures, and more, so stay tuned, she might go more places than the adult motel represented here. Susie's Hot Adult Motel Adventure Begins- Chapter 1Although we had spent a couple of weekend nights at this adult motel, this was the first time I was able to convince my sexy wife to venture to the pool area. The pool was enclosed, and...

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Maui Adventure

Vacations had come far too rarely for Kris and I over the five years we had been married. Life seemed always to get in the way. We both worked full time in a demanding industry and we had a three year old to care for so finding time for each other was sometimes difficult. On top of all this, we had recently made a move to the Pacific Northwest and changed jobs so the move, new roles, and a tough economy had placed an enormous amount of stress on us. In the process we had sort of drifted apart...

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Twin Adventure

Twin AdventureMy name is Ellen and my twin s*ster is Elaine, we are identical twins, except that I have a small birth mark on the small of my back. We grew up in the country where my parents have a small farm with many an*mals and chores for us to do. I am the girly half as Elaine is more of a tomboy type.As we grew up, she was into sports, outdoor activities and always surrounded by friends. I on the other hand liked playing with dolls, dressing up and generally stayed to myself. While in high...

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Our Threesome A Group Sex Adventure

OUR THREESOME – A GROUP SEX ADVENTURELisa and I had always promised ourselves a horny holiday together in Sydney. It was one of those fantasy trips that one talks about; the sort of conversation you have sometimes about what you'll do if either one of you win lotto. Well instead we received a work bonus, not a big sum, but enough for a nice holiday for the two of us.I should tell you that Lisa and I had been apart for a short while because of separate work commitments. It was easy to book...

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Fionas Alices loyalty rewarded with a special party

I woke up at around 10:30am the following morning and I still felt exhausted from the previous night’s activities late into the night. I looked to my right expecting to find Alice still fast asleep but I was wrong, her side was empty. I didn’t expect Alice to be up so early on a Saturday especially after the fucking she’d received over at the East Norton dogging site. I slid out of bed and stretched at the window before pulling open the curtains letting in the bright sunlight which made me...

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Tommy in the Correctional Facility

Chapter 1 - in which Tommy is convicted of sexual deviancy and begins induction into the correctional facility.It all started to go wrong for Tommy when he was raped by a police officer.18 year-old Tommy was the earnest and hardworking son of a less-than-virtuous single parent. He had been found to be in possession of a small amount of marijuana, left by his father. The police officer who raided Tommy's home was an intimidating man, a good foot taller than the young, slender Tom. Tommy's father...

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The Motorcycle Adventure

She was turning another year older. She still had the body of a young woman but the spirit just wasn’t there anymore. At 44, she felt like life had passed her by. She worked two jobs to support herself and her two kids after her ex left town. She wasn’t complaining but she wanted a little excitement. Now that the kids were grown what was left to look forward too. Today after work she had stopped off at the local bar with her co-workers. It was her friends birthday so she was trying to have a...

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Island Adventure

It was my first full day in Fiji and I had woken excited to have a day to explore this summer wonderland on my own for the day before my friends arrived. I was half-way through my final year of university and a couple of my best girlfriends had decided to drag me away to some place warm and summery to escape the cold and forget about uni for a couple of weeks. Due to a mistake with our flight reservations, I had ended up flying out a day early, with the instigators of this whole adventure...

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Crown Casino Adventure

Crown Casino Adventure. I love Crown Casino in Melbourne. It’s full of life, fun and atmosphere. The gamblers, the party people, the security staff, it’s all fun. Shops, restaurants, the cinemas, the river — there’s something for everyone. This is a story about one particular adventure I had when I visited Crown recently. I hope you like it. Georgie, my best friend and I, went into town to go shopping. We had both dropped our kids off at friends for the night, and our husband’s, Steve and...

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Ninas unexpected winter adventure

Nina sat idly flicking through a few magazines while she was waiting for her appointment with the dentist. For the last three years, she and her mates had hit Southern California beaches, where they swam, surfed, danced and drank themselves silly for about three weeks solid.This year Nina wanted something different, a much more relaxing and hopefully a more romantic setting place to visit. She closed her eyes for a moment, maybe somewhere with a lake, mountains, spa, hiking trails, and clear...

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The Winter Adventure

I had originally written this story in German and it’s sill ongoing. But as a side project I will give my best to translate this story in English, now I hope you will enjoy it. ****************************** My name is Ben Mueller and my adventure begins on December the 28th, with the trip to a vacation with my best friend Mike Schuster. Like every winter, Mike goes to Austria with his family to a holiday cabin that has been in the family for a long time. Since Mike and I have been very good...

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The Easily Defeated Heros Monster Girl Adventure

This is a side story of The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure that takes place following the events of Book 4: The Vampiress. You can read the other books on Amazon, but this adventure will always be free and exclusive to chyoa.com! Rusty sunset light pours through the mullioned windows that line the great dining hall of the Crystal Sanctum. A feast is heaped upon the table in great abundance. Each tray of roasted meats – whole goose, sugared ham, ox brisket – is surrounded by...

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YOUNG JUSTICE A PORN ADVENTURE

The story begins with a character selection. From here on you have choices on what you can do, everything can change so good luck. From here on you can start by choosing your characters then you will be given free reign of what you can do. Adventure, go on missions and of course fuck any girls that you meet along the way. Welcome to YOUNG JUSTICE, state your character and begin your adventure.

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IT Office Adventure

IT Office Adventure Most times, being a telecom/IT specialist can be real boring and by most times I mean 95 percent of the time. I mean let's be honest it's just running cables from point A to point B and jacking them or setting up some router or modem. Like I said not the most exciting job ever. There is that five percent though that makes this job all worthwhile. This is a story about one of those times. I was doing my usual thing, run a few cables, jack and plate them, extend...

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STEVES MILF PARTY ADVENTURE

STEVE’S MILF MADNESS ADVENTUREWhen Steve Smith was invited over to Hiko Yoshida’s house, he wasn’t quite sure what to expect. Maybe she needed help around the house or maybe her son needed help with his homework, not that he could offer much in that department, or maybe it was something that had nothing to do with anything (that didn’t make any sense…). Steve liked Mrs. Yoshida although he had never been to her house before. He knew he would eventually find out what she needed but he was...

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158 Sarahs punishing adventure

158 Sarah`s punishing adventure You my x-hamster readers know of this lady who was the subject of my series as Sarah, the series was set near Dover at my home, it was called ‘Sarah and the Silver Master’, and if you’ve read it you will know of the lady’s somewhat unusual basic need to be punished and used. This lady is a member of our BDSM club based at my dungeon hidden in a chalk tunnel behind my home near the white cliffs. How-ever we have not been very active of late due to various...

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