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My husband and I have an arrangement that seems to be different than any we have read about. It started about a year ago when we were talking about getting more excitement in our sex life. We are in our early thirties and have been married about 10 years with no children. Both of us are fairly average looking and had a few lovers before we met.
After trying the usual fantasies during sex and doing it in different places and positions, we were running out of ideas. I was sort of complaining to my mother, who is widowed and in her early 50s. She gave me a long look and asked if I’d like to know how she and my father solved the very same problem. We are pretty close so I took the chance and told her that I was interested.
She explained that periodically they scheduled a 12 hour period when they took their wedding rings off and were temporarily “single”. Each could do what they wanted during that time with no recriminations afterwards. When the time was up they would get back together in bed, put their wedding rings back on, and share their adventures with some very hot sex. The excitement carried over until the next special night so they always seemed like newlyweds.
Needless to say I was surprised! I knew that my folks were pretty cool about sex but never imagined HOW cool. I had a million questions which mom tried to answer. The arrangement had gone on for many years until dad got sick. At first they just screwed each other on “dates” where they’d pretend to be other people, but then each met other partners who usually became long term lovers. They didn’t do threesomes or swapping but Mom said that sometimes she would even have more than one lover on a given day. Answering my concern, she stated emphatically that the extra sex with others only increased her desire for, and enjoyment of, sex with my father.
I told mom how much I appreciated her sharing that with me and that she was a very special woman. On my way home I was very aroused and trying to figure out how to explain this idea to my husband. We had fantasized a bit about “sharing” or “swinging” and it got him excited so I brought it up during sex without telling him where the idea came from. Both of us got off really hard.
We talked about it almost every night for a month with plenty of sex for punctuation. Since I get extra horny just before my period we set our first time for then. Our first outing consisted of us going separately to a lounge and my husband picking me up and taking me to a hotel room with us each using made up names. It was hot but not too wild. A good start. I really wasn’t too comfortable going off to who knows where with a stranger so I started looking for a long term partner among the men I knew in some way.
We set up our 12 hours from 10am to 10pm on a Saturday and would decide ahead of time who would go out and who could be at our apartment. It was my turn to be home and I invited a 20-year-old guy who had done some computer work for us. He was reasonably attractive, but a bit of a geek, and I had found out he hadn’t dated much.
It was easy to seduce the horny young virgin and we fucked a lot. He had a substantial and continuously hard cock but little experience. His big pecker kept me filled most of the day as I showed him delights he had only read about.
I was bursting with pride, excitement, and cum as I waited in an obviously well used bed for my husband to get undressed and join me. There was no foreplay needed so he slid right into my dripping pussy and shot his load quickly. As we lay together I told him about my day and he got hard again without even leaving my cunt.
by The Technician = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Convicted of terrorism, Vicki is sentenced to penal slavery Vicki, a young woman who works for a large department store, figures out a way to bypass the electronic return tags on expensive dresses sold by the store where she works . This allows her to buy dresses on a Friday, wear them to events over the weekend, and return them on Monday. When a very expensive dress she is wearing is ruined at a party, everything...
Part Ten of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Eleven is about 80% finished, but here is where I hit a wall for a while. Work, y’know? Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Oh, and Happy Birthday, baby. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Ten Lords A’Leaping The apartment was still and peaceful the following morning. I left Jessica lying in bed, curled in the warm centre of our divan, a faint smile on her face. In the middle of the...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
Twelve Days of Christmas by BobH (c) 2010 On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me A set of black lingerie. * And it was a big surprise, let me tell you. When she and her twin brother had set off for Europe to visit family in the Balkans for the days leading up to the holidays, Katya had told me at the airport what she had planned. "So that you don't forget me I've arranged for a gift to be delivered to you on each of the eleven days...
As promised, here starts 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Many thanks for all those who asked for this. This story was originally entered for the 2002 Xmas Competition, but didn’t make the top three (booo!) despite all efforts to rig the voting. I think I had the first two days written at the time (before Xmas). It’s my intention to post the additional chapters every couple of days or so. Chapter Seven is almost complete as I type this. Be warned, it’s already 23,000+ words long. ...
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After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
I remember shopping for school clothing, we were so excited. We thought that we would be in different classes, but Mom arranged it so we would have the same kindergarten teacher. I don’t remember much of the accident. I remember screaming and pain and blood, blood everywhere, on everything, on me. But none of it was mine. It was all Cheryl’s. They say that she died instantly and didn’t feel anything. At least, that’s what everyone told me. But I remember. I saw her. She turned and looked at me....
Part Three of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Nine is up and running. Be warned, the whole thing is almost 30,000? words long this far. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Three French Hens I overslept. It was almost 9am before I was really awake, and the apartment was dark and quiet. Yawning, I showered, had breakfast, made a few calls, answered a few emails… well, truth is, I pretty much wasted the morning away before...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
When a very expensive dress she is wearing is ruined at a party, everything unravels. She will be charged for the dress and can in no way afford to pay for it. A young man she recently met gives her a program that will allow her to remove the charges from her account. Unfortunately, that program contains a virus that infects not only computers in the store where she works, but many other businesses as well. This is the story of her conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she...
The advantage of living on the edge of China Town is that no matter what day it is, the stores are always open. The day was sunny and mild with a slight breeze. Jane walked briskly down the sidewalk towards Chan’s Market. She stopped before the window of a dress shop and admired the display. The breeze playfully tugged at the hem of her dress. She heard the audible gasp. Jane checked the reflection in the window. She knew she was being followed. Jane loved the floral sundress she was wearing....
Part Nine of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. I’m sorry Part 8 got posted before Part 7 – technical problem. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Nine Ladies Dancing I can’t tell you just how exhausted we all were the following morning. I don’t recall what time I woke up, but Cristal had already dressed and gone. Jessica pointed out a message of thanks she had left on the bedroom mirror. It took me several minutes to decipher the scrawl. Neither of us could face even looking out...
Part Six of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. yes, I know it’s July now, I’ve been busy, OK? Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. * * * * * Six Geese A-laying When I awoke the following morning, my hand was on Tasha’s bare ass (even in my sleep I couldn’t leave these women alone). She stirred and wriggled under my touch, and her long-lashed eyes opened slowly. She looked back over her shoulder, blinking, and there was a moment when...
Part Two of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Eight is flying along as I type this. Be warned, the whole thing is already 27,000? words long, though this is a short chapter. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. The Twelve Lays of Xmas: Two Turtle Doves The following day was a long one, and to be honest I got a little distracted from Jessica’s present. One of my clients was being difficult about a project that was supposed...
Part Seven of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Typical. You wait seven months for chapter six, and then two come along in 24 hours. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Seven Swans A-Swimming Nobody was around very early the following day, but I actually had to force myself out of bed at about ten to go and see the people behind my present to Jessica, the CD and the artworks. Apparently, all was...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
I said hello on Tuesday, in a cafe. On Thursday our first date, a single kiss. Took her to a garden the next day— We made out like teenagers, drunk on bliss. It's Sunday morning now, and what a sight! Clothes strewn about, and underneath the cover Of my own bed, bathed in morning light, My smiling, sleeping, joyful, naked lover. My fingers smell of her soft intimate places. My semen's in her now, warmed in her flesh. My muscles ache from passionate embraces. And still she looks so...
This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window...
This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window overlooking the park across the street, just now leafing out for...
When my best friend, Craig, discovered his parent's stash of sex stuff, Playboy and Penthouse magazines, vibrators, and, what we have since learned are called, dildos, he immediately called me and told me all about it. We were both eleven and super-curious about all things sexual. The first chance we got to go through all their stuff was a few days later and we had a Playboy spread out examining the foldout in microscopic detail. "Wow, would you love to be the guy they paid to take the...
Sam hated work. As far as he was concerned it was just time stolen from his day. It didn’t help that his job was intolerably dull. All day long Sam walked up and down the aisles of a nondescript warehouse collecting small machine parts for shipping. The only high point in Sam’s day was when he got to walk past one of his female co-workers. There were several lookers on Sam’s shift, but his favorite piece of eye candy by far was Valentina Ruiz. Sam had a weakness for Latina curves, an...
Five Gold Rings A day later. I lay in the bath, soaking my body in hot water and some orange and saffron-scented bath oil Jessica had found on her shopping trip with Orla. It was early evening. Some of the girls were coming over to dinner, and I was recouping my strength, remembering at the same time just what an amazing few days had passed already. Jessica came in to the bathroom, in a loose robe, bringing cold white wine in tall glasses. She sat down on the edge of the bath, stroked her...
The sixth day of Hrive ‘Isia ‘Your Highness – a pleasant surprise, please come in. I will admit I did not believe you were courageous enough to step over my threshold again.’ Gilraen handed a bundle of coins over to Ireth’s open palm. ‘I wasn’t sure if I were brave enough either,’ the princess admitted. ‘I do not have a companion at this moment, so I cannot demonstrate anything for you, so I am not sure what I can help you with.’ The Princess took a seat that Ireth offered, and settled...
On the eleventh day of Hrive ‘Isia They arrived late in the evening. The celebration of Hrive ‘Isia seemed to have stalled due to all the chaos of the Princess’s abduction. She felt guilty over all the fuss that had been made over her. She was helped from her horse and quickly surrounded by the strong, feminine grip of Madrician. ‘Oh sister!’ the young girl cried, and wept into her chest. Gilraen kissed the top of her head, and pulled her back. She stared into her sister’s gaze and knew she...
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On the ninth day of Hrive ‘Isia The sharp pain of her hair being yanked and her head being tilted back brought Gilraen awake. She cried out and tried to jerk free. A pair of eyes, black as night, stared down at her and hair that looked thin and oily created a veil around her face. She pulled away, as the elf’s breath threatened to force the contents from last night’s meal to be expelled. ‘She is the Princess,’ the elf muttered, pushed Gilraen’s head back down then moved to cup her breasts....
Author’s Note: The following is the first chapter of a completed work. All other chapters will be submitted to Lit. on an every other day schedule. I know in the past I’ve had partially done stories, and left readers hanging, I’m hoping to end that habit, and begin a new one. I hope you enjoy the story of an elf princess who though not spoiled, became a little lost in herself, and a slightly humorous and overbearing elf Lord who only wishes to tease her, rescue her, and marry her. Have fun! ~...
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Part Four of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Nine is finished, so I am keeping ahead of the game. The whole thing is almost 31,500? words long this far. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Four Calling Birds Jessica and I were in the guest shower, sometime around midnight, having finally staggered from the bed on which so much had happened in the last 10 hours or so. I held my lover against my breast as we allowed the...
Down, boy! -Fuck! The girls looked up as a yell came out of Cora’s room. One minute later, Cora herself stormed into the room, waving a bunch of papers in the air. -My friggin’ laptop crashed! she announced. And my essay is due tomorrow morning! Now what am I supposed to do??? -Aaaw, that’s a bitch, Cora! said Amber sympathetically. -Can’t you borrow a computer at school? asked Tammy. -Hullo??? said Cora. I’ve got 30 pages of notes to cleanwrite. That’s like gonna take me all night! ...
Introduction: 12:00 pm – 1:00, poem about masturbation. I go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating...
Introduction: Ever spend time with a beautiful woman, read this The evening started with a great dinner at a modest restaurant over looking a small lake with a mountain range in the back ground. Dinner began with a cocktail and shrimp appetizer. Our main course was perfectly prepared as was our dessert. After dinner we walked down behind the restaurant along the lake. To our surprise we found an outside service area so we purchased an after dinner drink. We walked to the lake and took off our...
Condom One: Finger Test "Whoa! Check this out!" Casey shouted grabbing a box from the store shelf. "Magic condoms! Guarantee to get any woman pregnant!" "That's not how condoms are support to work." Kenneth replied. Annoyed by his brother's clowning. The two couldn't even make it through a simple run to the corner store without Casey embarrassing the hell out of him. "Oh and it gets better." Casey promised, "Its a party pack. It comes with normal and special condoms. I wonder if any of them...
A terrorist is brought to justice. Vicki LeClaire listened in shock as the foreperson of the jury read the verdict. "On the eleven charges of theft of goods and services, guilty as charged. On the single charge of felony embezzlement, guilty as charged. On the 46 charges of aiding and abetting a terrorist attack upon a commercial entity, guilty as charged." Guilty of all charges! Her knees buckled slightly, but her lawyer held her firmly so she wouldn't fall. "This is so unfair!" she thought to...
Day 2 "Sam, Privacy one, please." With that, the lights dimmed. There was a spotlight on a young lady as the transport slowly lowered her down into the main level. All brides are beautiful, but she was beyond words. She stepped off and waited, breathlessly as her mother and her two sister concubines came down behind her ... She was dressed in a gown of shimmering white. Through it, I could see her full breasts standing tall and proud. Even her nipples looked as if they were ready to pop...
Report to Archives committee Hello, my name is Arnie P. I am filing this report for the "Recovery Archives Committee." This is a report on how the "Recovery in Space" fellowship got started. For many years I was a proud member of the Hapsburg Sunday meeting. We called the group the Hapsburg Half Moons and we met at the town hall on Sundays from 11 am till noon. In the fellowship, we were known far and wide. An active group, we were often 20 or more strong to speak at meetings. We went...
"Good morning John." "Sam?" "Yes John." "Sorry Sam I cannot get used to this implant. We are not talking." "While the med tubes can do the physical work, the human mind has built in patterns that take time to modify." "Is that why I wanted a drink when I first got here?" "Yes, I did not have your stress patterns. If you had consumed alcohol at that point, you would have seen a CAP drop. Your actions were those of someone who has been treated. Under the stress, rather than...
"Good day everyone. My name is Arnie P. and I am in recovery. My last report to this committee dealt with the extraction of the "Hapsburg Half Moons". This report will deal with how the "Recovery in the Colonies" program began ... We were extracted to "The Dough Ball", an Aurora class ship. Just after we left orbit headed for Dighton, word got out that there was going to be a meeting on board. The AI said that anyone in recovery was welcome to attend. It did not matter whether you were...
“Honey ... could you free Cuba, too, you know, get rid of Castro?” Sabrina Ruiz-Drake now asked me, much to my amusement. “Absolutely! In fact... !” I winked at Sabrina while swatting her tush. I redrew the map now to incorporate Cuba, Jamaica, Haiti, Puerto Rico, the Dominican Republic, the Caymans, Grenada, Aruba, Barbados, the Bahamas, etc. into one entity: the Dominion of United Islands. I then selected Hector Elizondo to run the place, in his capacity as Captain-General of the...
“It seems that the Governor of Utah reacted to your partition by declaring himself President of the ‘Nation of Deseret’ at once. He got the legislature to ratify his edict and called for them to act as a constituent assembly in drafting a new constitution for the now independent state. Of course, I wouldn’t call it a republic, since it’s much more of a theocracy. The way that the Mormon Church applauded his move tells me that he’s just a figurehead or puppet for the real rulers of...
“So, you’re the new boss, I guess. Same as the old boss?” Gillian delivered a bit of snark that admittedly made me laugh. “Time will tell,” I told her as I walked over to her and slapped her ass, making her inhale sharply. “What was... ?” she started to ask me, but then I closed the distance and kissed her right on the mouth before she could finish the question. “That was me buying you back years of your life, ma’am. You might want to consider that as the boon that it really is ... time is...
“Damn, that was rather intense!” Princess Theodora of Greece told me as I spent my load inside her juicy royal twat so as to impregnate her if possible. “Oh, well, we’re far from done with you, babe. It’s time for other men in my family to take their shot at knocking you up. I want to create a permanent bond between my family and yours, you see, by mingling our DNA with yours, my dear Princess. Don’t worry. Your fiance will get his turn breeding you, as he will with other girls,” I explained...
“So, what happens to former Polish President Andrzej Duda and Prime Minister Mateusz Morawiecki, not to mention the Presidents of the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria, Greece, and the two Bosnian Presidents not included in the Council? What happens to the Prime Ministers?” Tang asked me while I pounded Eliza good and hard. “Also, what happens to Japan and its Government, or China, for that matter?” Sabrina inquired as Eliza creamed herself and I spent my load inside...
What a difference less than a day makes, I thought to myself, going from an everyman, a nobody, to the undisputed dictator of most of North America! I had two wives, I had single-handedly saved the environment, I had collected a harem of other partners who now belonged to my “family,” I had my own bodyguard as well as my government, I had written out a series of edicts or decrees as the basis for a new code of laws, I had instituted single-payer health care, I had reinstated capital...
So, as we settled in for the night, resting in each other’s company, I decided to ask for the truth from as many of my partners as I could handle. I started with Samira al-Said, suspecting that she had stronger feelings for me than she told me in the past. If I was right, she was certain to be my third wife ... and the Queen of Libya. Others could just deal with that. “So, tell me, Samira, how do you actually feel about me?” I inquired, knowing that Samira could never lie to me due to the...
“Wait, why hasn’t Matthew impregnated anyone?” I wondered after I awoke from my sleep. For some reason, that anomaly of Matthew’s failure to breed struck me as very odd. I mused over it until Matthew himself revealed it to me by showing me two stone cold black eyes as he stood over me. THEY WERE NOT HUMAN. There was something very ... unnatural about Matthew, and then I grasped it. Matthew was somehow ... supernatural. I couldn’t figure out how that was possible, but he was supernatural....
“Breakfast time, I should think now!” I announced after Virginia, Edoardo, Beatrice, Michael, Sunny, DeAnna, and Daniel all finished purging in response to the booty slap transformations, “you guys need to replenish some severely depleted calories, after all.” “I know that I burned a few calories myself,” Tricia laughed, thinking back to our last sexual encounter less than half an hour before. “That you did, my dear. That you did,” I agreed while pinching her butt-cheeks playfully. “Who...
“Well, well, well ... we’re far from over here!” I declared as I came inside DeAnna Madsen at last. “I ... feel so different now!” Virginia Madsen declared, even as I grabbed her and entered her from behind in the dining room. “Yeah, well, things are different now! You’re getting fucked by the man who just plowed your sister-in-law, after all,” I observed while ravaging the movie star and pulling her blonde locks. “By the way, DeAnna, you’re knocked up! Any woman who mates with the Emperor...
“What’s your name, boyo? What are your sexual kinks and quirks?” I asked the delivery boy, who didn’t hesitate to respond. “Art ... Mansfield. I ... I should tell you that ... I’m not all that ... macho. I’m ... a sissy! I like girls, but I also like guys. I like to be tied up, pegged, dressed like a girl, gang-banged, stuff like that. Ever ... since I heard about you, I hope that you would ... make me your bitch! And my girlfriend’s all for it. We’ve toyed with cuckold, sissy stuff for a...
The next morning, Friday, 3 January, 2020 I washed my face after brushing my teeth and noticed a certain ... gleam in my eyes and a radiance that wasn’t there before. I ... didn’t quite look like the old me at all, but to be fair, I hadn’t really gazed at my reflection much in a mirror since my metamorphosis, so perhaps this was par for the course ... perhaps not, a nagging sense told me. It was just ... very jarring, but after such a wonderful new life, who was I to complain, right? I was...
“So, is the booty slapping completely a bonus now, or just for those with Fae inside them?” I asked the Fae living inside my own body. “Well, just to clarify, it’s only a bonus for those with Fae inside, like you and the others here. I quite encourage it, anyway, of course, but it’s still very necessary for any extras ... and there really should be a lot of extras. As to those of us with Fae inside, I propose that we all get legally wed to each other. We’ve discussed it, and frankly, it...
Sam knew he had something special. Magic. Real magic in the form of eleven condoms. With them he could fuck any woman he wanted. There were stipulations of course. Rereading the instructions on the box Sam realized he likely hadn’t knocked up Mindy the day before. The impregnation spell, ritual, whatever, was pretty straight forward. “One must maintain eye contact with said sexual partner until climax.” Sam read out loud from the back of the box. “To invoke the condoms fertility charm one...