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Grand-mama's curse --------------- A young lady is sent out on a mission to right a wrong. --------------- The young lady had been given a mission. Find the son of a bitch and bring him back to grand-mama. Actually finding the man would be of little problem; he was a very powerful and well-known figure. But grand-mama was an aging Gypsy witch who had been wronged. This man had done evil terrible things to her and her people, and had to be made to pay. The young lady would be armed with some powerful magic. She was not to kill the man; oh no, the man would be made to suffer. She was to bring the man back to grand-mama. Grand-mama had a way of dealing with people who had crossed the Gypsy path. She would ensure the man would live to suffer a very, very long time. The first spell cast on the young lady was a morphing spell. It would not only change her looks, but change how people perceived her. She would become to them whatever was necessary to accomplish her task. With this spell, she found it very easy to accomplish the first part of what needed to be done: get close to him. She was young and attractive. Those who would protect the man saw her as one of their own, and with the power of grand-mama's first spell, she reached a level of trust that afforded her the opportunity to get close to the man. The young lady quickly found out that the second part of the plan would prove to be much more difficult to achieve. The second spell grand-mama cast on the young lady was a much more powerful morphing spell. It would allow the young lady to change the man into something much more manageable that could be brought back to grand-mama. But this spell required contact; very intimate contact. The man liked her and trusted her, but he did not have a penchant for the fairer sex. No, this man had a preference for the male of the species. This worked against her as you might imagine because when they were together, it was always fully clothed. But it worked in her favor as well. Homosexuality was frowned upon in their society, and the man could not afford to allow the public to know about the men and boys that pleasured him. Having a pretty young girl beside him publicly could be as a shield, blocking the public from viewing his true nature. Patience is a virtue. The young lady would bide her time. She would become as much of a part of his life as she could, hoping to grow on him; hoping he might begin to like her as more than his girl escort. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into years. When she first got close to him, he was very powerful and could have what he wanted. She was for show only and at that time held little hope for becoming anything more. But as time wore on, cracks began to show in his organization. She made sure she was always there as the rock he could lean on. And in the end his world began to collapse in upon itself. His most trusted confidents had abandoned him, but she was still there. And finally, he asked her to marry him. He told her that only in the end he saw the one person who had always been faithful to him; always been there for him. It was a simple ceremony; very few would or could attend. She knew her opportunity was at hand. In his private quarters he had a simple but elegant meal prepared. Together they would be going away, and he wanted to dine with his wife before they went. This was it. It was the perfect time. She seduced him, laying it on as thick as she could. She said she had always been there for him, and that she had always done what was asked or required of her. She said that for the first time she would like to ask something of him. She wanted him to consummate the marriage. She said she understood it may not be something he would take great pleasure in. She asked if he would do it for her, as a reward if nothing else. And he conceded. She told him to just close his eyes and imagine she was actually a young boy. She sat him on the couch and began loosening his buttons. She lowered his trousers and undergarments enough to expose his penis. "Close your eyes, and imagine I am a young boy" she reiterated. Holding his member in her hand she could tell it was working; he was starting to get an erection. She bent over and licked it, and he shuddered a bit, but said nothing. She then softly blew on his hardening erection, and he shuddered again. She then placed her lips upon the tip, and slowly started lowering herself. And the magic began to work. Her tongue began to tingle as if it was an electrical conductor, and a million little bolts of electricity were transferring from her body to his. If he felt it too, he said nothing. She didn't need to bring him to orgasm. She only needed to stay intertwined long enough for the magic to transfer from her being to his. And in a short amount of time, the feeling was gone. She knew she had accomplished her task. She sat up; no will or desire to complete the copulation. He only stared at her, but could say nothing. The transformation spell was starting to work. In a short amount of time he would be transformed into a much more manageable object. His soul would remain intact, only the vessel it was contained in would change. She got up, straightened her dress and went over to the table. She turned back to him and saw that his body was already looking less human. She laughed and said that she just couldn't wait to give him to grand- mama. She then sat down to enjoy her meal while he completed his transformation. The poison in the wine worked fast. She did not live long enough to see his final shape. --------------- --------------- War is hell. That's what they say, and if anything it's an understatement. Tom thankfully hadn't been a part of it for too long, but had seen enough to cause him to wake up in a cold sweat on a regular basis for the rest of his life. And he hadn't even seen the worst part of the conflict. That had happened well before he showed up. By the time he arrived the conflict had swung considerably to their favor, and they were only wrapping things up. Taking war trophies was legal. As long as you filled out the forms to declare them, and nobody contested what you were taking, it was allowed. You couldn't walk off with priceless pieces of art or national treasures (at least weren't supposed to), but nobody cared if you took a gun off of a dead soldier, or a bottle of wine from a bombed out building. Tom had sent a few things home. Mostly things that would look good on a shelf or in a display cabinet to prove to others and act as a reminder to him that he had been part of the conflict. And as it happened, during the closing days of the conflict he found himself in a ransacked bomb shelter. They say that this is where the conflict actually ended. Almost everything of significance or value had already been confiscated, looted, or destroyed; ALMOST everything. And then he found himself in a room. Actually, THE room. There were no bodies here, but this is where it happened; this is where it ended. And then he saw something that everyone else had overlooked. Lying on the couch and partially obscured with debris. He picked the object up and stared at it; instantly realizing its significance. He put it in his pocket knowing he would value it for the rest of his life. He wasn't even going to declare it or send it home. No, he was going to take it home with him personally, and the crazy thing is, if anyone found him with this object, they wouldn't even realize what it was. And so it was that Tom and his fellow soldiers finally came home to cheering crowds. He did his best to settle back down to normal life. Yes he had the occasional nightmare, and he also set up a display in his den where he could keep most of his mementos. But one special item he kept put away, telling nobody about it for the remainder of his days. --------------- --------------- Thomas hated wearing ties, they made his neck itch. He wished he could be wearing a pretty dress like the girls, instead of his stuffy old suit. He then shook the thought out of his head. That would have to be for another time. He was here to pay respect to his grandfather; a great man who lived a very long and interesting life. A man he admired, respected, and loved; and who he was named after. They had just returned from his grandfather's funeral, burying him with full military honors. Thomas was sitting at the desk in his grandfather's study. It was a place he had spent a lot of time in, listening to his grandfather tell heroic stories of his past. But it was a place he had never been alone in either. He had never been in this room before without his grandfather being with him. As a matter of fact, as far as he knew, nobody had. It was an odd feeling being alone in this room. Looking up, he noticed on a shelf just above the desk he was sitting at was a folded up American flag. He didn't really know why, but he picked it up; probably more as a sense of feeling close to his grandfather. As he turned it over in his hands, something heavy fell out of the folds of the flag, and fell hard with a loud 'THUNK' on the hardwood floor. Looking down on the floor, he saw an old key; kind of like a novelty skeleton key more than anything else. He replaced the flag on the shelf and then bent down to pick up the key. Turning it over and over in his hand he wondered what was so special about this key that it had to be hidden. The grandfather clock in the corner of the office chimed that it was four in the afternoon. The chimes broke the silence in such a way as to startle Thomas. So much so that jumped a bit and almost dropped the key. He turned to look at the clock, and watched it as it chimed. And as he watched the face of the clock do nothing while it continued to chime, he noticed at the lower right of the clock, just off the face was a keyhole... It looked just about the right size. He walked over to the clock, and turned the little knob allowing him to open the glass covering the face of the clock. He inserted the key and turned it. There was an audible click, and then out of the corner of his eye he saw movement. A small drawer popped open on the side of the clock. Thomas looked over his shoulder to make sure nobody saw what he was doing. He wondered what valuable item could his grandfather have hidden in this drawer. He nervously reached into the drawer and only found something made out of cloth. Curiously he pulled it out and found it was a pair of cotton women's underwear. Thomas had always enjoyed wearing women's clothes when he could, especially their underwear. He was wondering if he shared more than a name with his grandfather. Were these HIS special panties? Thomas suddenly found he felt closer to his grandfather than he ever had before. He put the panties in his pocket, put everything else back as it had been when he came in, then turned off the lights and left the office to rejoin everyone else. The next morning Thomas stepped out of the shower and started to get ready for school. He decided he was going to wear the panties today in memory of his grandfather: Although Thomas was willing to find any reason to wear a pair of panties school anyway. Thomas's second class of the day was world history. They had spent the last week and a half going over World War II, and today they were finally wrapping things up. The teacher was telling the class that Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun had recently been married before they committed suicide in his bunker at the end of the war. Thomas was starting to feel uncomfortable and his cotton panties were starting to itch. The teacher went on to say that it is commonly believed that their bodies were burned, destroyed, and buried just outside the bunker, but no definitive proof of Hitler's body was ever found. Thomas reached down to scratch himself hoping nobody noticed. A thought started creeping into his head. He didn't know where it came from, but a nagging feeling was telling him that Adolf Hitler did not die in that bunker... He did not die at all. **Author's note** I was intentionally vague with this story wanting the reader to connect the dots and figure things out for themselves. I hope people enjoy it, and look forward to comments and whether I was too vague, or maybe not vague enough. Or if this story even made sense at all.

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The Bethlem Curse

My name is Edward Verde. I was once held with some regard within high society, but my fall from grace began when some friends and I went to an opium den. This was quite the daring thing to do around London during 1862. We went to try our luck with the eastern dragon.My friends at the time made sure I had plenty to smoke, being one of the more reserved out of our troupe, they thought it would be good sport to see me completely under its spell. Little did I know that this produce of the devil's...

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My Girlfriends Kinky Curse

The nice little New England suburban area looks nice in the spring, all of the trees and bushes are getting back their leaves and the houses all match. That is except for the house coming up ahead which looks old and ratty. You remember how kids would joke about how the old lady who lives there was a real life witch. As your bike rides close to it, your front wheel hits a part of the pavement that is sticking out and it sends you careening to her from yard. You knock over her collection of...

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Laras Curse

Lara is your normal 18 year old girl with the exception that when a hand is placed on her she can be transformed into anything just by strongly thinking of what you want to turn her into. She was 7 years old when the curse was first noticed, she was playing with her twin sister Abby, Abby had her hand on Lara and was thinking about how much she wanted another doll to play with and in flash Lara was a doll, even through the change was over in an instant Lara could feel the change, she couldn't...

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Grand Panorama

To stand at the top of a mountain and look out across the vast plain is a moment one never forgets. As far as the eye can see, the beauty of Nature is presented in an uncompromised display, the glorious sunrise beyond the distant mountain range adding yet another level to the grand panorama. To share such a spectacle with a much-trusted, much-loved person makes the view even more special. That is why I had brought her here. That is why we had flown across the country, then rented a car,...

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Grand Canyon Adventure

We had finished loading the rented motorhome for our trip, and settled back to relax before going to bed. I pulled you close to me and kissed you, tasting the perspiration on your lips. We were both hot and sweaty from hauling out and checking all of our camping gear, running in and out of the house and doing last minute arguing over whether or not we needed this item or that. Now, crawling into bed beside you, I was too tired to start something that I couldn't finish. I looked forward to this...

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The Spiral of a Curse

The website looked like one of those creepypasta threads. Black background, white text. It came when people were at their lowest, an icon on your desktop that simply read Revenge or Justice or whatever you wanted most at the moment. The icon above it a spiral seemingly made of stone, diving deeper and deeper, without end. Upon clicking on the icon, they were brought to the aforementioned creepypasta website. The lives of men are unclear, inscrutable. Why do some live lives of luxury idly, while...

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A Gypsy Curse

You are roused from sleep by a banging on the door. Checking your watch you see it is past noon. It was a heavy night last night and your head is throbbing. You remember you are the only one in the house, so you roll out of bed, throw on a dressing gown over your naked body and stumble to the door. In front of you is an old gypsy woman. "Sprig of lucky heather, young man?" she asks, her eyes twinkling. She smiles revealing a graveyard smile. "You got me out of bed for that?" you ask...

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Laundry Theater The panty Curse

Laundry Theatre: The Panty Curse By: Pinkman100 I grunted as I lifted the last of my heavy laundry baskets up and onto one of the many tables at the local Laundromat. Taking a moment to catch my breath after hauling in several overly packed baskets, I found myself wondering if Kim and I would ever finally get our own place together and move in. Maybe then we would have our own laundry machine and I wouldn't have to procrastinate laundry and end up taking just about every...

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The Curse

The Curse By Jason Sommers It all started shortly after my wife and I divorced. I decided to join my friends down at the bar. After a couple of hours of drinking and playing pool my friends decided to call it a night, but I wasn't quite ready to go home, so I sat back down at the bar. About 20 minutes later a beautiful woman sat down next to me. We started to talk and before I knew it we were leaving together and heading back to my place. When we got to my place, she was all...

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The Curse

The Curse By Jason Sommers It all started shortly after my wife and I divorced. I decided to join my friends down at the bar. After a couple of hours of drinking and playing pool my friends decided to call it a night, but I wasn't quite ready to go home, so I sat back down at the bar. About 20 minutes later a beautiful woman sat down next to me. We started to talk and before I knew it we were leaving together and heading back to my place. When we got to my place, she was all...

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Christmas Curse

The Curse JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping – screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking “gimme, gimme, gimme” of the damn “charity” workers. As if they weren’t really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn’t they have somewhere to...

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The Diaper Curse

(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Joanne Abadila was at a loss. It was not the death of her estranged parents that got to her. Joanne's parents where a very traditional, conservative family. They had very strict, scheduled to the letter life-plan in mind for her since the day she was born. She was meant to go to the same law schools, have the same friends and get the same job as her parents did, all boiling down to looking after the family's estate just as her parents did...

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The Curse

Note: The author encourages unauthorised reposting, sequels, and blatant plagarism of this work. THE CURSE By Wyrdey "I'm sorry, Sir, we're full tonight. You should have made a reservation." Calvin watched the argument unfolding. He knew that, while he was technically a door man, his job also required him to provide some muscle if customers became unruly. "Do you know who I am?" the irate stranger demanded. Calvin was impressed. Marcel, the head waiter, was a...

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Sophies Curse

Sophie's Curse Chapter 1 - Squeezed Through a Tube My guts were being squeezed through the opening of a tube of toothpaste. My arms flailed to grasp onto something to keep all of me from going out that tube. Next thing I was falling and trying to grab onto something. A dream. I awoke breathless. Great pain. I had been in a stupor for days now since I first came to. What had happened to me? What was I doing in this hospital bed? It started to come back to me. Nurse Johnson. Me...

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The Irish Curse

The Irish Curse By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Part One A half dozen teenage girls were buzzing around the locker room after showering, drying their hair and hurrying to get dressed after track practice. They were stuffing backpacks, jumping into their school uniforms, and collecting everything they needed for the weekend. "Ok, girls," yelled Holly clapping her hands. "Now that everyone's dressed, don't forget anything and we'll see you on the bus at eleven." "OMG, they...

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The rubber doll curse

NOTE. This story has no racial or cultural agenda nor have I. It is simply a sexual fantasy. If I offend you then I opologise. That said read and enjoy. The rubber doll curse. "Get out of the way you lazy arseholes," I shout. The road ahead is completely blocked by a procession of cars and vans. At the head of the procession is a horse drawn carriage which is what is slowing things down. I am late for work and at present on a warning for my tardiness. I had left the house...

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I Went to Europe and All I Got Was This Succubus Curse

DISCLAIMER: This story involves corruption and demon transformations towards the end. If this is not your thing then I suggest not reading. I Went to Europe and All I Got Was This Succubus Curse By Schizo Jason loved learning about history, especially if it was history from another country. When most people go on vacation they would look forward to late night parties and meeting new friends. Now, that's not to say that Jason didn't enjoy those activities as well. Instead, he would...

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The Witchs Curse

ChristiDart 5,710 words [email protected] (The first chapter)                          The Witch?s Curse: A romance novel By: Christi Kay Dart                                     The Witch?s Curse1         CassyMcSmith sat quietly on the front porch swing, as the wind blew softly onto her rosy-red cheeks.The sun felt crisp against her skin, as it brought out thepigments of her fair, milky-white complexion.Cassy was a young, beautiful, teenage girl, of 17 years of age.Through out her...

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Maddies Curse

There was a sickening sound of screeching tyres followed by a dull thud. Ominous silence sent ice-cold fear racing through Maddie's veins and she ran blindly across the street, the gravely tarmac shredding her bare feet - although she barely noticed. Another car stopped and voices buzzed like mosquitoes on the edge of her consciousness. Sasha was lying in the road, deathly still. Maddie dropped to her knees, dirt scraping her flesh. She touched the familiar silky fur, trying to convince...

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Grand Opening Ch 03

*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in consensual sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Rosy Eastman looked around the Dead End Bar one more time and nodded sadly. Grandma would have loved it. After the bar burned during the gang riot that had nearly burned DeGarde and Bender to the ground, Grandma had suffered a stroke. Grandpa had decided that the bar just wasn’t worth it, and was at home, taking care of his ‘Sweet Bit.’ Rosy smiled as she looked at the framed...

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