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The Thief
Author note: This story is set in the same world as, "The Security
Consultant." Magic which has always existed is now openly acknowledged.
10% of the population is magically sensitive and 5% can actually be
taught to cast spells. Only about 1% have the ability to earn a Magic-
User 3rd Class license. In a country of 300 million that means there are
potentially 3 million professional practitioners. However, it takes hard
work and training to develop that raw talent. There are about 1 million
licensed practitioners. Of that about 100,000 are rated 2nd Class, with
about 10,000 1st Class Magic-Users, and about 300 Masters in the entire
country.
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The moon was full and shining down on the van parked a couple of blocks
south of the Mansion House Apartments in downtown St. Louis. It was a
hot and humid mid-summer night, nothing new really for St. Louis. The
thief left the van running with the a/c on low as he moved to the back
and settled into a comfortable position on the floor. Not officially
licensed he had to be careful not to come to the attention of the Guild
when he practiced magic.
Max, (to the few people he called friends) closed his eyes and
concentrated. The first spell he cast was designed to cause people to
see the van but to file it away as unimportant. This was not a very
powerful spell but it called for subtly and skill in mind magic. These
were areas that Max excelled. Max had trained with some of the most
skilled practitioners in a very exclusive, if illegal, school and he now
made a comfortable living with these talents.
Tonight he'd been commissioned to remove an artifact from an apartment in
Mansion House and he felt confident he would succeed. It was almost 1 am
when Max was ready to cast his next spell. He was slightly nervous,
although he'd cast this spell dozens of times he'd never cast it at this
particular type of target. Max thought about how uncomfortable he was
going to be but brushed this aside, the money was just too good.
He took a deep breath focused on the picture of his target, and released
the spell. It took affect at once. He felt his spirit pull free from
his body and fly up toward the Mansion House disappearing into the brick
wall of one of the upper level apartments.
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Max slowly started to become aware of his surroundings. First, from a
distance came sound. The breathing was heavy, a man grunting
rhythmically while a soft feminine counterpart, whose moans of pleasure,
punctuated the air. Next the taste of peppermint filled his mouth along
with a salty flavor he couldn't identify. Suddenly he could see but the
room was extremely dark with a small amount of light coming from his
left. Then the smell of two people engaged in sex filled his nose and
with that the sense of touch returned.
He now felt for the first time in his life the sensation of a large penis
pushing into his slick welcoming vagina. At the same time the man on top
of him was actively sucking the nipple of his right breast while stroking
his left breast. He realized that he had his legs wrapped around his
lover's waist and was pushing up to meet each thrust as the nearly
overwhelming sensation of an orgasm approached.
"Harder, harder, ... oh God," Max heard a woman's voice say.
With this the man reached down and started to stroke his clitoris as he
increased the pace of his thrusting. The orgasm took Max's breath away
and caused him to grip his lover's ass tightly with both hands. Max
pulled him as hard as he could into his pussy. At this point he couldn't
hold in the scream of pleasure as his world shrank down to, cock and
vagina and, the sensations of a female orgasm. Suddenly Max felt his
husband's penis flood his vagina with a warmth that somehow caused a
series of aftershocks of pleasure, not a full orgasm but pleasant enough
to keep his vagina pulsing.
After a minute Max's husband rolled off, his penis sliding out with a
slick popping sensation. Max lay there for a moment stunned.
"That was great Karen," said Will. He then got up and walked to the
bathroom and turning on the light. There was the sound of a faucet
running as Will moved around.
Max lifted his left hand and looked at the slim delicate female fingers,
with the wedding ring on the third finger. He then touched his sensitive
breast and knew that he possessed the body of Karen Smyth. His spell had
been perfect his timing awful. Now that he was fully in control of the
body Max knew that Karen's consciousness was in a sleep state. To her
everything that happened would feel like a dream after he left.
The warm sticky feeling between Max's legs caused him to get up and head
to the bathroom. Will had just finished wiping off his manhood with a
washcloth and smiled at his wife. He kissed Karen on the top of her head
and then returned to the bedroom.
Max closed the bathroom door and stared at himself in the mirror knowing
what he would see. Karen Smyth stared back. About 5'2" she was in her
late forties, and was about twenty-twenty five pounds overweight. Max
figured that she had probably been pretty when she'd been younger but a
sedentary life style with too much food had left her looking chunky. Her
C sized breasts sagged a bit, her stringy brown hair hung down past her
shoulders and her skin was somewhat blotchy.
The feminine sensation of cum running out of a well-used vagina to drip
against the side of her leg startled Max from his inspection. Suddenly
feeling nauseous he rushed to the toilet and emptied Karen's dinner into
the bowel.
"Get a grip, Max," he said to himself.
Max used some tissue to wipe his mouth and then flushed the toilet.
After waiting a couple of seconds for his stomach to settle he turned and
sat on the toilet and used more tissue to wipe the cum and the juices
from his own orgasm from his vagina. He was startled by how sensitive it
remained even several minutes after sex. Feeling dirty Max went to one
of the drawers next to the 'his and her' sinks and pulled out a wash
cloth. Wetting it down with warm soapy water he then cleaned his crotch
and legs. Next Max found a tooth brush and got rid of the after taste of
vomit, peppermint, and cum from his mouth.
One of the benefits of the possession spell was that Max had access to
his victim's memories, mannerisms, and skills while he possessed a body.
The problem was that he had to focus to bring these forward. However Max
had used this spell often and was skilled in pulling up a victim's
memories. He now used Karen's memories to find panties, a night gown,
turned off the lights, and climbed into bed. He settled onto his back
and listened to the slow rhythmic breathing of Karen's husband.
"There's no way he can already be asleep," Max thought to himself.
Max glanced at the clock and saw that it was now twenty minutes past one,
twenty of the longest minutes of my life he thought. Max settled in to
wait knowing that he had to make sure that Will was asleep before he made
his move.
By 2 am Max could hardly stay awake and figured that it was time to get
going. The possession spell didn't have a time limit per-say, unlike a
transformation spell, once it had been cast no energy was required to
maintain it. But he didn't want to be in this body any longer than he
had too. His masters had lectured him about what might happen if his
body died while he possessed another body. Not something Max wanted to
think about.
Particularly since Will was a Class 1 Magic-User and would exact a
vengeance on Max if he caught Max possessing his wife. In fact this was
the reason Max had targeted Karen. Magic-Users had a natural defense
against this type of magic, and the stronger the Practitioner the more
powerful the natural defense to hostile magic. In order for Max to
possess Will he would have needed some type of symbolic consent.
Max climbed out of bed and walked out of the bedroom not feeling the
thick shag carpet beneath his bare feet as he focused on the task at
hand. The hall had hard wood floors which were cold enough to cause his
nipples to harden breaking Max's concentration. Doing his best to ignore
this reaction Max continued to the study.
Once in the room he turned on the light and looked around. There was a
pentagram inscribed on the floor in silver. Books dominated one wall and
windows the other. The third wall held several display cases. One of
these cases held a mask made of a strange stone. Max quickly focused on
the mask since this was the object he'd been paid to pilfer.
Karen had no magical power but she was very magically sensitive. One of
the characteristics of possession spell was that Max was limited to the
magical abilities of the person he possessed. He walked over to the
display case and opened his third eye and examined the wards protecting
the case.
The intricate weaving of energy was well beyond anything that Max could
hope to overcome. However his ace in the hole was Karen. Most Magic-
Users included their spouse's bio-metric information when building
household wards. This way a spouse who was not magically gifted would
still be able to access buildings and valuables.
By possessing Karen, Max controlled her body which should allow him to
breach the wards. Watching the wards carefully Max stepped forward and
reached up to the latch keeping the display case closed. The wards
flared for a second in Max's sight and parted. He opened the case and
picked up the stone mask. Max was startled by how light the mask felt,
but there was no doubt that it was made of some kind of stone. Max also
noticed was how cold the mask felt to the touch.
He closed the case and went to the kitchen where he put the mask into a
plastic bag. Next Max went to the hall closet and found a pair of
Karen's tennis shoes and a long khaki trench coat that belonged to Karen.
Max wrapped the trench coat around her night gown slipped on the shoes
and grabbed a key. He exited the house and felt the wards part and then
snap back into place when he passed.
He rode the elevator to the lobby and waved at Gus the doorman as he left
the building. Walking two blocks to where he'd parked the van seemed to
take forever. Max spotted the van only with difficulty since the spell
masking the van was still in effect. Max reached up under the front
right tire and found the key fob for the van and unlocked it with a
click.
He opened the passenger door and looked back to spot his body apparently
asleep on the floor in the back of the van. This filled Max with a sense
of relief. At least his body was still safe. He dropped the bag behind
the passenger's seat locked the van and left the key fob on the driver's
seat.
For a second Max thought about returning to his body now, this would
leave Karen waking up in the middle of the street with only a vague dream
about what had happened. But as soon as Max had that thought he
discarded it. Part of his reputation was built on no one really
understanding how he accomplished his thefts.
Max retraced his steps to the apartment. Once in the apartment he hung
up his coat and returned to his place beside Will. Settling into the
bed, Max relaxed and with a word activated the part of the spell that
returned his spirit to his body.
Again there was that sense of dislocation and suddenly Max was back in
his natural form.
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Max sat down at the laptop in his motel room. He quickly logged on and
sent an e-mail to his contact.
"I have the merchandize. Where do I deliver it?"
As soon as the note was sent Max logged off the computer and got ready
for bed, trying not to look at the bag with the mask sitting on the table
to one side. Max turned off the lights and climbed into bed. He tried
to forget about the events of the evening but couldn't shake the memory
of laying underneath Will as he thrust into Max's eager vagina. The
memory was so disturbingly erotic that Max found himself becoming hard.
Max tossed and turned for over an hour before he managed to fall into a
fitful slumber.
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The next morning Max discovered that he was to meet his buyer at a rest
stop outside of St. Louis on I-70 toward Lake St. Louis. They would meet
at midnight. Max was cautious by nature so he packed up his bags and
headed up to the closest exit to Lake St. Louis and found another hotel.
He settled in to wait for midnight and his meeting.
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Max pulled his van into the parking lot of the rest stop and didn't see
any other vehicles. Not really alarmed he got out of the van picked up
the bag with the mask and headed back to the picnic tables where he'd
meet his buyer. Since he was the first to arrive Max sat down and lite a
cigarette. He hated waiting but understood the necessity at times.
"Are you Maximilian Alexander Dionissis?" asked a high sweet female
voice.
Max spun around in time to see a beautiful blonde woman in old fashioned
long robes standing behind him.
"Yes," he hissed. "Are you Siofra?" Max asked.
Getting his first good look at the woman Max noticed that the tips of her
ears were sticking out from her long blonde hair. Her narrow eyebrows
and pointed chin finished establishing her race.
"You're an elf," Max stated redundantly.
Ignoring Max's statement Siofra asked, "Do you have the artifact?"
Max now lifted the plastic back which contained the mask he'd taken from
the Smyth's apartment yesterday.
"May I see it?" Siofra said.
"As soon as I see the money," Max stated feeling in control of the
situation.
Suddenly Siofra snarled. "Insolent mortal" and made a gesture with her
left hand.
Max was already moving before she completed her spell. He dodged to the
left, diving into a role that came up to Siofra's side. At the same time
Max spoke a Word of power that increased his, speed, strength, and
resistance to hostile magic. There was a blaze of light as a bolt of
magical energy blasted through the space that Max had occupied moments
before.
Now furious, Max didn't have that many offensive magical spells, but he
knew how to fight and augmented his abilities with mundane weapons. He
pulled out a Beretta, Semiautomatic, 9mm, and started firing. Siofra was
faster and had a shield in place before Max got the first round off.
With a gesture telekinetic force gripped Max lifting him a few inches off
the ground and pinning his arms to his side. Siofra smiled an evil leer
and walked over to pick up the bag that Max had dropped.
"You've got the mask now let me go," Max said, hoping that he might yet
come out of this alive.
Siofra walked gracefully around Max in a full circle before stopping in
front of him. When she smiled this time Max noticed that her teeth were
pointed and that a small trace of saliva had run down from the corner of
her mouth.
"Maximilian you have done us a mighty service. Yet I cannot risk you
telling anyone about what happened. Go with my thanks into the
afterlife," she said.
Before she could start casting Max interrupted. "If I've done you a
service then you owe me a debt, if you'll not grant me my life then I ask
a kiss. You are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. I'll count
myself lucky to die with the taste of your kiss upon my lips." Max said,
hoping to play on Siofra's elven pride and culture simultaneously.
Eleven culture was known for repaying debts, and what elven woman could
resist being called beautiful. Siofra cocked her head to one side a slow
wide smile dominating her face. "Your silver tongue has granted you,
your last request," she said.
Siofra moved forward confident in her power and gripped Max's head with
both of her hands. She then leaned forward and brought her lips to his.
While Siofra had been talking and moving toward Max, he started casting
the only spell he could think of that might save him focusing intently on
Siofra the whole time.
Suddenly Siofra pulled back, eyes wide. "What have you done?"
With a snarl Siofra made a gesture with one hand and spoke a word, of
power. A bolt of magical energy blasted from her open mouth hitting Max
in the chest blowing a hole through it the size of a softball.
The power of a kiss Max knew, was ancient, a symbol of unity so powerful
it would potentially overcome even a truly powerful beings natural
resistance to Max's most unique spell.
Siofra froze.
She blinked several times as though she were becoming used to the light.
Then she opened her mouth and licked her lips. Next she raised her hand
to touch her face. This seemed to break her free from whatever spell had
held her motionless.
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Max looked down at his body with the huge hole blown clean through his
chest. His knees gave out and he collapsed to the ground. Long blonde
hair cascaded around his bowed head as he tried to catch his breath.
Staring into his own dead face was not a situation he'd ever thought he'd
have to deal with.
This story will be continued in "The Consultant and the Mask"
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