Wizards of Waverly Place Episode 3
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“Alex, I can see that you’re both naked. You’re having sex, aren’t you!? “What? No, of course not.” Replied Alex. “Bullshit, I can see Justin’s penis still in you.” “Max,” said Justin, speaking for the first time. “Can you just go in my room and wait for me? I’ll be right in and talk to you about this.” “NO!” “C’mon Max, don’t be a pain.” “A pain, huh? Well, I could just go and tell…” “Well what do you want from us, Max?” Interjected Alex. “Well…” “What?” “I’m...
my name is Zero i have a special ablity to travel in to the tv world as i please what i do there dosn't afect the real world at all acually nonthing happen even on my tv. my stories go along with most t.v shows i go in do whatr i want and come back out. now when i found out about my powers i was watching a show called wizards of waverly place i was joking with my brother about fuckin alex of the show and went up to the tv and just fell in. when i notice i was wearing differant cloths and was...
You were in the lair looking at a spell book. Ever since you saw Zeke's cock in gym class, you have realized you are gay. The book you were reading was called: 'The Complete Spell Book of Sexual Desires', a spell book with spells specially made for sexual pleasure. You have been pretty upset with your cock size. It was 7inches long and 2inches wide, when hard, and you wanted it to be larger. "Where is this Goddam spell?! Why must I have the smallest penis in the family?!!" You screamed in...
GayWhateley: "Survival" [A Whateley Universe FanFic] By Zapper Synopsis: Kate's parents are both mutants and she's grown up knowing that there is a good chance she might become a mutant someday. But now sixteen she's dealing with the normal teen problems, puberty, boys, and her band. Then everything changes when she's kidnapped. Kate's now trying to survive long enough to be reunited with her parents. Note: This is a Whateley FanFic and has a little more violence than most...
"There are two sides to a blade," the ancient master informed me. "but only one edge." I ducked under his sweeping stroke, knowing it was intended to keep me moving more than it was to strike me. "There are two ends to a sword," he continued, "but only one point." The point sought me, and I avoided it, trying to focus on both the words and the weapon, unwilling to believe either was less dangerous than the other. "The edge follows the point and together they draw a line," The...
"Tell me again where the pups came from?" "They are Winter Wolves," I told Artuma. "Vulkai. Their mother died protecting Ilesa and I, and in doing so, was mortally wounded. Ilesa offered to save her, but she chose to save these pups instead. "And you have them because?" "Because it was my magic she used to save them with and in allowing my magic to be so employed, I have found myself somewhat ... bound up in their lives and they in mine." "So you now travel with a pair of Vulkai...
The magic of Gaen seems closely bound to music and song while at the same time, Magic and Music each seem to be blooms from very different flowers. Beneath everything, they are very much of the same body. Mathematicians and musicians will both tell you this is true. Wizards will too, if you are in a position to ask them. Threes and fours, apart and in combination, especially in combination, have strong ties to the magic and history of Gaen. These numbers, especially in combination, seemed...
It did not take long, once the Wizard Eliun had introduced himself, for the rest of the crowd to disperse. "They'll be back at dinner time," Fenthil offered as he too prepared to leave. He paused at the doorway and looked back at me. "This is communal living for the most part, Pacasin. A small community of the elderly men and women, who for the most part, had only one hard choice outside of accepting a life in the hermitage. Remember that while you're here, please." I nodded bowed to...
The concept of the BimboTech idea was originated by a talented writer named The Sympathetic Devil. There is a BimboTech yahoo group, so check that out. Also, this is meant to be a fanfic.* The bright Los Angeles sun shown through the large windows of the BimboTech building, as its CEO, Mr. Fink, walked through the front lobby. Mr. Warren glanced over to the three secretaries that looked like they were in a daze. They all had vacant smiles on their overly made-up faces, and big, blonde hair. To...
by Nikolai Blagov DCBO$$ from wrestlingffp.forumcommunity. netAnother first person POV story, especially for the Bayley fans here, who would enjoy this fanfic.You watch a horror movie all alone, as suddenly Bayley comes to you.Bayley: Hey… Whatcha watching?You: Oh, just watching some Friday The 13th.Bayley: Friday the 13th…...Odd title…...wait…..this isn’t a horror movie is it? I told you before how I feel about horror movies…You: Well, it’s not really….Bayley: It’s not? You promise? Scooch...
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"Oh goat beards and blood!," the wizard spat, making a sign I didn't recognize. "Not another one!" "Another one?" I asked, stunned. I wasn't the first person to come looking for the wizard Eliun? "Another researcher seeking some arcane bit of knowledge lost to the rest of the world," The drama with which he spoke the words suggested it was something often said here in the hermitage. "We get one every century or so, and it hasn't even been that long since the last one. Five or...
"You called, my lady?" the elder Vulkai bowed his head, nose almost touching the ground. "I did," Ilesa nodded, smiling. "Thank you Ketna, for coming so quickly." "The Vulkai do honor the Witch of the Vale," Ketna replied, raising his head again and grinning in the Vulkai way. "As I honor the Vulkai," Ilessa bowed her head this time, then lifting it with a matching grin. "I wish I did not have to call on you, but I must. I must send you where I cannot go." "What is your will,...
If you listen to Gaen, you will hear things. Learn things. If you listen, you will come to know Gaen's will. The philosophers have long said this, but to my knowledge, they did not listen as I have learned to listen, and perhaps none have listened so. Just as I have come to learn about my own song, I have come to understand that if I leave the song alone as it comes to me, rather than grabbing it — ah! Well then there are things to be learned in the song Gaen sings. Some of what is there...
Until it reached the mountains in the west, the road to Silverlake was the same road I'd traveled two years earlier to Warmuth Bridge. Perhaps it was the same road, but there was little about it that seemed familiar. "The forest is still growing at a rapid pace." I observed to my master as we rode through lightly forested woods where once open plains had been. "It is," he replied with a soft sigh. "It grows southward so fast you can almost watch it move. The northern edges are so...
The people of the Bitter Peat called themselves Tibu, which meant 'People of the Smoke' in their own tongue. They were an unimpressive lot, physically, reminding me of the Raspe, in that they had the thin, knobby-jointed appendages and the bristly fur, but they had neither the height or the air of detached majesty I associated with the Raspe. Short, barely more than waist high on me, their furred faces featured odd, hard-plated mouth and jaw segments that managed to just barely avoid...
"The boy's trip back into the north woods went well then?" "I would presume that you would know better than I, Tynis. Perhaps you can tell me, and a little more information about what is really going on here wouldn't be unwelcome." "You know I tell you more than anyone, Ethric my friend, but you know as well that I cannot tell you everything I know. Not even about this." "Tynis, you are my King, and like a brother to me, but I swear you make me want to knock you on your fine...
The road south of Rheev's Landing, as I'd learned it was called, brought more of what we'd seen recently. Five days travel brought us to another large residence and another Magister, Dag Rhondel. The keep itself was called Cherry Point Terrace, and word of us had obviously traveled the river faster than we had, for we were expected. Magister Rhondel seemed fascinated by Labo and Kei, as was his pet wizard Aracus. It did not take me long to dislike this wizard, and to come to the...
As the fortunate readers of our XXX_Party Special Round Robin my part had a small section on the Wizard's Own college years. Caleb Jones asked me to write it up as a separate story. I hope its a worthy entry in this epic. Dedicated to C.J. The Spell'R US Wizard's Own College Days by Eric All Sites collecting Spells'R Us Stories Can Archive REPORT TO THE WIZARD OVER SITE COMMITTEE by Special Agent Rufus X. Muck. Re; Wizard of dirty bath robe, Spells'R US Store. See attachments...
Note: Jenny North suggested this story to me and she had a LOT input on it. The Picture that does with it can be found on her great site. The Affairs of Wizards By Eric In a mansion in Beverly Hills a very urban man was looking skeptically at a very attractive young man and woman. The man seemed ill at ease and the woman's her make up was a little 'off'. The man kept squirming in his chair. It was the woman who took the lead. She spoke: "Mr. Madigan, I understand you are...
For those not familiar with this story- Will Traynor, a young man of 29 with an appetite for adventure and a bank account to accommodate it. If you can think of an extreme sport, Will has not only tried it but mastered it. He stands 6’1 and has a muscular frame. His dark hair and light blue eyes make a stark contrast against his burnished tan skin. He was full of life until one tragic day when he was struck by a motorbike while crossing the street. The accident left Will paralyzed from the...
He didn’t go out of his way to keep count the number of times he had heard the song in these last three weeks but his brain - which was always on - told him that he had heard it seventeen times. Seventeen times Andy had reflexively pawed where Haley had bitten him on his collarbone during the song’s final thrumming beats. Seventeen times Andy had instantly relived the final, elongated thrust they shared as Haley’s bite put him over the edge. Seventeen times Andy had felt a stirring unlike...
How can anyone, especially you, find all this you wave your hand around, gesturing to your naked body lying before Tom on his bed attractive? You see fault where I find beauty, he says gently, running the backs of his fingers down your cheek. The corner of his mouth turns up. By the end of this night, you will feel as if you could tempt a saint. Why would I want to do that? you ask. Ive already got you&hellip, Havent I? Tom bends down and places his lips on your collarbone while briefly...
Introduction: This is my first sex fiction. And fan-fiction, really. Maybe people will think my inclusion of music is cheesy. Try reading it with the choices made though and youll maybe soon think otherwise. Could very well lead into a few more parts for sure. Constructive criticism welcome. -CC Andy pulled his car into the Dunphys driveway and left the engine to idle as Kyla La Granges Cannibals finished up on the radio. Typically, it was the kind of song that would make Andy change the...
Hello people, welcome, this is going to be a hub for dodger fanfiction and erotic stories, hopefully. I do hope that more people, will add and make stories of their own. :D, i will try and update the story, everyday, but well you know life and everything John Doe
With the large vault door closing behind Jacob the same eerie silence he had grown up with returned to his life, the mix of boredom and safety that had once been all he’d known. Now it felt strange, a phase of his life he had grown out of, left behind even though his thoughts never quite left.He had lived through more than just one lifetime in the past years, ended the lifetimes of others and helped those in need. It had made him rich and a legend, he owned houses in Megaton, Rivet City and the...
Bonnie walked along the school pavement as she played with her brown hair, curling it around her finger as a frown filled her face. “Fuck you, Bitch Possible,” she uttered angrily, “I’ll get your ass for ditching me after practice...” “Ahhhhhhh!” A loud moan rattled the walls of the possible house, “Fuck, that’s amazing, keep going, Kimmi!” Ann screamed at the top of her lungs. Her back rested on her bed as her body quivered with pleasure. Her body jolted along with her heartbeat as Kim worked...
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In this multiverse women and Futas are the only genders. Typically these universes have the average size be eight inches, eleven inches being large and five inches being small. But every once in a while a Futa is born with a Micropenis, an abnormally small penis that’s less than three inches when hard. These Futa often stay Virgins well into their lives or even die without experiencing sex. Some women actually prefer these penises, but for the Futa it’s oftentimes not worth the risk to even...
There were six wagons, twelve drovers and a half dozen outriders, not counting myself. I was what the wagon master called 'supercargo'. I was along for the trip, but not accounted for on either the train's manifest or her roster. "We're hauling rough sawn logs, so there's little need for guards or a night watch on these hauls," Drummon told me conversationally. He was the oldest of the outriders, and he'd taken a liking to me when he'd seen the tattoos on my hands. "Still, there...
The call of winter wolves had followed me into my sleep, but it was Deak's call that I followed out of it. I awoke to a drizzly world with a cold, soggy campfire and dank furs that had cold condensation clinging to them. Were I not a wizard, privy to the usual tricks a wizard knows, I might have spent a miserable morning getting myself ready to travel, but fortunately I knew enough to get me and my furs dry and warm and with the tricky parts accomplished, quickly got my saddlebags repacked,...
Chelsea parked her car and rushed toward the Convention Center entrance. The team was supposed to meet-up at 10:00 and she was late. She jogged across the giant parking lot in her stacked heeled oxfords, more than a little self-conscious as her short skirt flew up and her boobs bounced with every step. She found her crew at the appointed spot.They could see her coming from way down the hall and waved with excitement. As she got close, Ahmed, Dave, and Jackson broke out in shit-eating grins....
Trans"I'm gunna kick your ass Russo," the hulking teen said grabbing Justin by the neck, lifting him from his feet against the lockers. "Wait, what did I do?" he asked struggling to breath as his windpipe was crushed by the large hand. "It's what you didn't do, dweeb. I told you I wanted your sister and told you to make it happen or I'd expose your little family secret to the whole world and then I'd kick your ass. I think I'll kick your ass first and then tell everyone what you...
The wizard sat on the park bench reading his paper. An argument happening a few yards away drew his attention away. He scanned the park and spotted a couple mid-argument. The man was pretty average looking, around 6 foot tall and appeared in his mid-twenties. He was not thin but was not fat either. His brown hair was short, barely touching his furrowed brow as he shouted at his girlfriend. She, on the other hand, was quite attractive. She had red hair that framed a sharp, but attractive...
The wizard sat on the park bench reading his paper. He was very much enjoying his day off. A man sat down next to him on the bench and forcefully dialed a number on his cell phone. He did not look happy but the wizard continued reading the paper, this was his day off after all. The wizard heard a squeaky voice on the other end answer and the man cut her off. "Britney, I am almost finished with my lunch break. Have you completed my report for corporate yet?" "What do you mean you are...
The walls of Montcairn are high, and the city gate is wide, and the road that leads to it is teeming. These are facts. Facts that I suspect are generally unchanging enough to seem eternal. For me, the walls were still high, but they seemed to have sprouted men in armor, wielding weapons. The gates were still wide, but closed. Upon that teeming road, I stood in the middle of a bubble of bleak solitude, save for the lone soldier who approached me. "State your business, traveler," he spoke...
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Winter in Kaya Tumic was peaceful and sedate on its surface, with quiet, snow-covered scenery and warm cozy cottages nestled along the river and across the hills, smoke drifting lazily from chimneys here and there. Beneath the quiet, behind the calm winter facade, I worked and studied with my temporary master, Eliun the Elder. I collected firewood, repaired and mended, lifted and hauled; and not just for Eliun. He seemed to take pleasure in loaning me out. My sentiments regarding the...
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Each chapter will be a different short story. Most of these at least initially will be from my work over on the Image Inspiration thread, which is a great post but is unwieldly for new cummers. I will also post completely new ones, including a new Kate Upton story to kick things off. Several of these will be more of the non-con/reluctant variety, so I will go ahead and mark the consensual ones as such in case that's all you're into. Additionally, each chapter will have the celeb or character...
Left ... Right ... Left ... Right... Kasia no longer felt. There was no pain. No exhaustion. Just unending numbness. One foot went in front of another, eyes half focused on the backs of the strangers before her. Where were they? How long had it been since the last rest? She couldn't say. Neither did she care. Left. Right. "Camp! Camp!" The cry came from somewhere up ahead. Instinctively, the stream of refugees pressed to the left, up against the moving wagons. Kasia saw the uniformed...
Liuz waited next to the road, packs by his feet. He wasn't sure he was awake. Certainly, there was a dream like quality to the world around him. What little light there was hid more than it revealed, each shadow seemingly more mysterious than the darkness itself. The order that caused him and his sister to be out here had no basis in reality. Kasia had heard something about a King, but how was that possible? Kings just didn't appear out of thin air. "Are you sure you have to...
Liuz whittled as men chopped. The sound of metal biting into wood filled the air. So, too, grunts, curses, mixed with yelled commands and subdued conversation. Liuz watched, conscious once more of his immaturity. Burly soldiers with bare chests and arms swung large axes into large trees. More distant, the earthen ditch and berm which was to hold all that was left of the Polish people began to take shape. All around him, men worked hard to prepare for the arrival of their countrymen. Liuz...
Liuz was tired and confused as they crossed the bridge. All around him was unfocused activity, shouts and movement seemingly without cause. Something had disturbed the camp in the night, and like hornets in a shaken nest soldiers and civilians now swarmed looking for the danger. Or, like him, fleeing the danger. Kasia walked beside him, holding her fabric doll as she yawned. She had not said much, the hard work of the past few days having taken its toll. He wasn't even sure if she was...
Liuz still wasn't happy about the noise. It was constant, for one thing. Even when the saw was disengaged, the creaking of the water wheel and the roar of the water still filled the air. Add the whirring of leather belts and whining of wooden gears below his feet, the biting of the saw blade into the logs, the steady clanking of the gear wheel moving the log forward into the blade ... rarely were his ears not being assaulted. Not that he had a right to complain. He watched the squared off...
The two siblings sat on their bed, an oil lamp illuminating the pile of sticks on the covers. Kasia only half saw her surroundings. The King had ... talked to them. Talked to HER! She could still feel the heat from his hand as it had touched her shoulder. Or so she imagined. More, His Grace had asked a favor of them. Asked something he could have asked of any woodworker, any skilled craftsman. Her eyes dropped into her lap. It was so ... so... "Why us?" Her brother's voice brought her...
Liuz woke to a clump of fur covering his mouth. With a groan, he sat up, Harveen's arm falling onto his chest. She was not cuddled with him or anything, for which he was grateful. Her short limbs were just splayed out in random directions. Her left leg lay over his sister's chest. Their Watu friend was weird. A good weird, but weird none the less. So different than the Kikker who seemed to be everywhere. The frog people, to his mind, were the bad kind of weird. Perhaps because the King...
The four walked down the paved street towards the tavern. Liuz could not help shooting quick looks towards Rafal in the fading light. It was unlike the younger boy to join him and Kasia like this. Maybe he just wanted to get away from Tymon, or his mother. Liuz could understand that. Urszuli certainly tended to get on Liuz's nerves. "Should we ask Roda to come?" Kasia asked. Liuz looked off in the direction of the house. He shook his head. "I asked this morning. She didn't say yes."...
Kasia slowly pushed the unfinished dowel into the shaper. There probably was a better name for the thing, but she had never bothered to come up with one. The tool sat clamped onto a table in their enclosed workshop. Well, a half filled woodshed with open windows for light and air. It was a bit too windy to work outside. Leaning forward and twisting the doweling, she saw the small slanted blade shave off a long, curved strip of wood. As it passed the blade, the now perfectly rounded dowel...
Liuz kept his eyes open as the top of the table exploded. To be honest, exploded might be too enthusiastic of a term. The stone table top WAS still there, after all, sitting on four wooden legs. He could see that in the mirror, angled so they could see inside the enclosed room without being in direct line of fire of anything. The small pile of powder was gone, smoke and a black scorch mark the only remnants of its existence. "I think that was better." Zarek nodded beside him, blinking....
Liuz didn't even need the binoculars to see what the fuss was about. He stood with Harveen on the small ledge cut into the cliffside, a path to their left leading downwards to the base of the waterfall. From here, the whole island spread out before them, past the city and lake to the farmland and forest beyond. All his eyes could focus on was the newly appeared glistening white tower. "I have no idea what's going on." He passed the binoculars down to Harveen. She climbed up onto the...
Kasia sat herself on her brother's bed, hand reaching out to touch Harveen's fur. She softly stroked her back, eyes trying not to fill with tears. "I don't want to believe it." Her brother nodded from the bed. He sat up against the headboard, Harveen's arms and legs wrapped around his nude body. His right hand joined Kasia's. "And she blames herself." "That's stupid." "I know." She sighed. Rape. Roda had warned her, back on the Exodus. Told her that her mother was looking...
Liuz watched as Tabia swept the workshop floor. It was a silly job for the Kikker woman to be doing. Not only was it early in the day, the floor not yet having the build up of sawdust it would once afternoon came, but if she WAS the skilled seamstress she claimed it was a horrible insult to her talents. If. Liuz believed his sister, naturally. There was no way she'd invent such a story, no animosity between her and the woman that would lead to a fictional charge of spying. But, it made no...
Liuz felt something crawling onto his sleeping body. It was small, with two hands and (ow) two knees. It climbed onto him at his thighs, slowly making its way up onto his chest. There were three possibilities as to its identity. Liuz waited, readying himself. There was a giggle, followed by two "shhh" sounds. Ah. That narrowed it down. As small hands came down over his nipples, Liuz shot his hands up to grab Livtar. The year old Watu let out a laughing scream, his furry arms swatting at...
Spring of the Seventh Year of His Grace King James Music filled the air. Kasia snuggled back into her chair, watching the impromptu party down below. The tavern's second floor patio had a good view of the plaza and street, with the advantage of being well out of the way of drunken revelers. You could also enjoy the music. Another group of musicians were starting up, a fast number her foot could not help but tap along to. She loved Dyngus Day. Kasia couldn't remember if the day after...
The city of Daraja appeared out of the darkness. Kasia leaned forward against the railing, her brother and Yaa beside her. She had not slept that night. Nor, really, the night before. The rocking of the ship had not helped the mental anxiety. No. Not anxiety. Fear. Stone walls rose up, reminding her of home. That, too, did not help. Like Nowy Kiev, Daraja was a city divided by water. The Orlan ran through the middle of the walled city, becoming an enclosed harbor in the city center. Two...
Felek watched as Elven troops came over the Southern Harbor wall, Polish soldiers fleeing before them. Raising their bows, archers already in position fired, the pointy-eared creatures falling swiftly. Another squad was rushing to fill the gap on the wall, officers trying to regroup those retreating. As elsewhere, the Polish defenses would hold. Felek looked away. This had not gone well. Too many problems had been uncovered. Too many things to fix before others sought to invade the Polish...
Meric woke to his wife's hand on his dick. Her delicate fingers were lightly stroking the underside of his semi-erect cock. His eyes drifted open. Megan's dark red hair spilled across his chest. "Mmm, Didn't you get enough last night?" he asked. "I only got it once, remember?" She lifted her head and her gray eyes flashed. "That lustful little thing got most of it. I want more." "And tonight is not going to be enough for you?" He already knew the answer but had to ask the...