Spells R Us Eight
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"Alright here's the deal; my name's Fin, if you didn't know, and I'm in the year above you all so I know a few tricks or two. You girls are in the year below me and since you barely know any spells for offence or you're not any good them, I'll teach you to the best of my ability. And since the spells that do actual harm are the ones you want to use and they only really work on people, I'll let you cast them on me as practice". The 15 Ravenclaw girls looked around the room of...
Spells R US- The Ghost of Rhule Manor By Alexander Kung Can a spirit convince someone the value of life? Jackson brown feels as if he's a man with nothing to live for and decides on one cold Valentine's Eve to end it all. A chance encounter with the spells r us wizard convinces him to postpone his decision until the following night. Will it be enough? The Ghost of Rhule Manor It was a cold and unforgiving night in February as the pure white snow tumbled from the dark sky....
I'm going to turn on the comments for this part so I can see what the people who are reading my story actually think and I can find out how to improve the story and improve the rating I got on the first part. It's probs because it was so short. Anywhore, never-the-less enjoy! Again, all characters are fictional As Fin finished interacting with Gina's rear end, he turned to the 15 beautiful girls in front of him. He caught the attention of the girls who he had greeted and groped on...
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(THIS STORY CONTAINS SOME WEIRD FETISHES! DONT COMPLAIN!) Also, if you were looking for a futanari story, I decided to make that into it's own story instead. You find a strange book on your desk, filled with images of magic and perversion. Who will you cast the spells on? Your Mother is the only one home . . .
IncestThis story takes a bit of reading to get to any sex. If you are looking for a quick read, look elsewhere, please. Also, any suggestions are welcome. ======================== Andrew walks through the mall, doing some last minute Christmas Shopping when a store sign catches his eye. "Spells R Us" it reads.
FantasySPELLING THINGS OUT By GENEVA In 17th Century France, a young woman Jeanette and her business partner Luc use a magic book in a scheme to supply brides for settlers in New France. START It was dusk and I was still working in the warehouse with Luc, checking on some of our older inventory. Our two hired men had gone home for the day and there were only the two of us left. I was beginning to get very hungry and I really wanted to get home so I could make something for my supper....
Spell bound. Mocs. Laid out on the couch, it had been hours since Allie's husband had moved. She came home after work, and found him lying there as if he was in a deep sleep. He was breathing, but would not respond to any sort of stimulus. She had tried multiple things, such as kissing him, rubbing his feet, and finally trying to arouse him by reaching into his pants. Nothing seemed wake him. Pondering what to do next, Allie was interrupted by a knock at the door. She peered...
Spelled Innocents By Shrike This story is a sequel to Spelled Racist, it is advisable to read that story first. It is posted on: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/15591/spelled-racist http://www.fictionmania.tv/stories/readhtmlstory.html?storyID =339016719940907990 http://storiesonline.net/s/55474 As I stood in front of the building where I was going to have my interview at the law firm of Bascomb, Hanner & Trevelyn, I thought back at how I had gotten here. After having...
As I stood in front of the building where I was going to have my interview at the law firm of Bascomb, Hanner & Trevelyn, I thought back at how I had gotten here. After having been changed from a white racist boy into a beautiful Chinese girl, I managed to find a new life and family and finish my college with a law degree. I smiled, thinking back to my graduation day. My good friend Cassie, with her fiancée Brett had been there as well as Helen, another friend that helped me out of a jam...
The Lead Up My father is a terrific specialist in his field of oil drilling. But his racism has always gotten him into trouble. And even worse he dragged me and my younger brother with him. He infused us with his ideas for so long that we were also racists. Even my mother didn't like people of other races that much. But she worked quite well enough with most of them. Things changed a little a while ago, my dad's employer had enough of his racism and sent him to Louisiana, to New Orleans to...
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From the adjacent ridge another pair of eyes had watched with lascivious interest... eyes that stared through the field glasses with the intent concentration of a microbiologist studying a newly discovered sub-species. Having gathered and chopped the supply of wood for the day, Andy Sloan had decided to climb to the ridge paralleling the one chosen by Buzz Henson as lookout point and signal area. Buzz had placed three piles of wood and tinder at the crest of the ridge to be lighted as soon...
Trodding softly and keeping just inside the line of trees bordering the natural meadow, Andy made for the spot where he knew Joan Wright would be. Birds flitted and warbled in the trees overhead; he stopped and watched as a bright blue feather came skimming down from the heights, its erratic flight through the sifting sunlight making it a thing of beauty. Impulsively, he ran to catch it before it could touch the ground. He held the feather in his hand and surveyed its deep iridescent sheen,...
Gayle Sloan watched her husband until he was out of sight in the trees and heaved a sigh of relief. She was glad that Andy was coming out of his terrible depression; his renewed interest in her, as well as his present headlong pursuit of Joan Wright, was a healthy sign that he was recovering from the devastating blow to his ego when he had been replaced by Buzz Henson as leader of this small band of aviation castaways. She knew that Buzz was working in the plane; she had noted, after he had...
After they had eaten the evening meal, Jim, who was rapidly regaining his strength, remarked that he was in need of exercise, and walked out into the glade toward the smoldering fires. "Don't go too far away... !" Buzz warned. "Hardly... I'm not up to a hundred yard dash... yet!" he returned. Joan, whose duty it was to wash the dishes and cooking ware, looked up as he arose. Quickly, she said, "Jimmy... if you'll wait a few moments... I'll go with you..." "I'll be all right,...
If Buzz Henson was an opportunist--which he was--he was not dishonest; his sense of responsibility was strong, especially to the four people who were castaways in this northern wilderness, and his loyalty to them was unshakable. Buzz had been shaken just a few minutes before Joan stumbled sobbing into his arms. Andrew Sloan had ambled over to the hulk of the wrecked airplane; Buzz was busy working on the radio transmitter. Without apology Sloan laid his cards on the line to the young...
The sun stood an hour above the ridge before any of the plane-wreck castaways were awake. Joan stirred in Jim's arms, sleepily; she stretched and opened her eyes to the sunbeams filtering through the branches overhead. She winced. Her head ached, slightly, from the effects of the whiskey she had consumed. Ruefully, she told herself that, in the future, she would have to ration consumption of alcohol. Last night had been a little too much for her. She arose, stirred up the fire and put the...
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Hi to all ISS readers, this is Sachu back with another experience and thank you all for your response to my last story. For those who don’t know me, I am Sachu 22-year-old guy from Kerala and now live in Bangalore with an average body of 175 cm with a 5.5-inch tool. All reader scan contact me through This is a true story of mine happened 7 months back with a call girl and lost my virginity to her. I watch porn and I always dream about sex and I want to have sex with a girl. This incident was...
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There was only one person outside the church gates, so it had to be her. I was five minutes late, and she had the look about her of someone impatiently waiting for someone.I didn’t cross the road. Instead I took out my mobile. The message I sent was succinct. “I’m here.”Her name was Kate, or at least that’s what she claimed. She was wearing a knee-high pencil skirt and black nylons with three inch heels. It was warm enough for her to have nothing but a dark blue top above the waist; short...
ToysJab hame pata chala ki koi darwaza khatkhata raha hai toh hamne jaldi jaldi apne kapde pahne aur bhaag kar kamre se bahar nikale. Main TV ke saamne sofe par baith gaya aur mami darwaza kholne chali gayi. Mami kuch der baad aakar mere paas sofe par baith gayi. Aur unke haath mein ek kagaz ka lifafa tha. “Kaun tha mami?” Maine unki taraf mudte hue kaha. “Koi nahin beta dakiya tha, ye tumhare mama ji ki check book lekar aaya tha.” Mami ne check book saamne table par rakhte hue kaha. Jab maine...
It was an early spring morning when Allison and Chris's lives changed forever. Spring was in full bloom and the weather had turned unseasonably warm. The windows of the Hudson house were open and the noise of birds singing in the trees outside awoke Chris earlier than normal. He slipped out of bed and stuck his head out of a window overlooking the driveway and saw that his father had already left for his regular Saturday morning golf match. Seizing the opportunity, he quietly padded down the...
You are totally naked for me. You are not always naked for spankings, but panties are never allowed. When I really want to torment you, as I do today, then you must be fully nude. Today, you are also wearing clamps on your nipples. There is a chain dangling between the two clamps, and a series of small weights attached to the chain. The weights are not enough to stretch your tits, but, when they swing, they will tug at your nipples nicely.I am wearing a button-down shirt and slacks ("Nice...
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This is a story about your life as a furry. Full of sex, adventure, drama, romance, but mostly sex. But before we start, need to create you. Now tell me, are you male or female?
FantasyI graduated from high school three months ago. I was so happy to be free of high school. I always felt like a loaner there. I only had one friend and I was often the focus of ridicule and jokes from my fellow classmates. No girls were ever interested in me as a boyfriend. My only friend Heidi, who was very popular and one of the most beautiful girls at John Franklin High, often found herself defending me. I think she felt sorry for me. Heidi is perfect. She is 6 feet tall, long beautiful legs...
Fir mene uski jins k huk khol kar usme apana hath dal diya uski penti par mera hath chala gaya usne ek min k liye mera lund choda fir uth kar apani jins utar di ab penti me mere samane leti hui thi fir boli jaan ab dikkat nai hogi tumhe fir se mera lund pakad kar chusne lagi mene uski penty ke under hath dal diya ab uski gili chut par mera hath tha usne apani tange fela di aur ab me uski penty utarne laga wo meri puri help kar rahi thi ab hum dono bilkul nange the aur me uski chut ko sehla raha...
Marty pulled his gray vest in tighter, trying to keep out the chill October wind. He had just finished up an eight hour shift at work in the local convenience store and was looking to get home to relieve a little 'pressure.' Working with attractive but unattainable women all day was starting to grate on his calm. What's more, he had to take the brunt of frustration from a few hundred people looking to get their chocolate fix each day.The instant he got home he planned to march straight up to...
(This is a work of fiction. The people in this story are NOT real and do not represent anyone living or dead. This story also contains adult material between two consenting adults. If you are not at least 18 years of age, do not read any further. This is the first part of a presumably 2 to 3 part adventure. I suppose that would depend on the encouragement or lack thereof I receive. I do love constructive criticism and I'd like very much to hear what you think. I can be reached at...
Keith was jolted awake by the pounding on his door. He was momentarily disoriented. Hotel room. Mainz. Maddie. Black River. It was the Black River that he had been dreaming about. He had been swimming in it—drowning in a sea of black ink—but the promised code still eluded him. Maddie was already out of bed pulling on a hotel bathrobe. She handed one to Keith as she called out, “Just a minute!” She checked through the eye-hole and saw Agent Fry. She glanced at Keith, who was cinching up his...
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Two lesbian couples (Mocha Menage and Keira Croft plus Sabina Rouge and Chanell Heart) are finishing up hanging out following a dinner party. The guest couple, Sabina and Chanell, prepare to leave but are shocked to discover how early it is. How can they be feeling tired when it’s not even 9:00 PM yet? The two couples realize that they’ve become boring and predictable. They settle back in and reminisce about when they were more adventurous, including a time where they all had sex...
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