"Take a deep breath and release it. Good. One more. Good. Alright, let's begin," the Fae sighed out a string of words that Paloma heard but as quickly as they touched her ears they were gone. The Fae reached out with her mind to gather up the wisps of binding. They proved to be difficult to grasp initially due to their frayed edges. She concentrated harder and finally managed to lock on to the damaged spell. She began to tug, expecting to follow the remnants down to their source in the core of Paloma's being. Instead they pulled up towards her with almost no effort at all. The shreds of magic came faster and faster as she pulled and she never once dipped into Paloma's core.Suddenly it was over and nothing of the original binding remained within the young woman. The tattered remains in Heriahn's grasp simply... melted away. She caught the briefest glimpse of the ends of the ethereal strands and saw... charring? She looked at Paloma who opened her eyes."Are we going to start?" she ask
Marisa hugged her and watched her leave.When she was alone she looked to the mirror at the new person she was to become. "Marisa." She liked the name. She'd even wondered what it might be like being a blond. She frowned. She hadn't expected it to be permanent.She reached inside and disabled the glamor. There was no transition. No glittering curtain of sparkles. The glamor just stopped and she was looking at the new coloring of her Succubus form. Frightened, she reached for the glamor again and it snapped back into place. It was so easy! Before there had been a momentary effort to switch and there was always a delay in the removal as the glamor dissipated. Now the change was instant and effortless! She looked inside again at the spell and discovered it wasn't alone. There was another dormant spell waiting for activation. She touched it with her mind and suddenly recognized it! It was the shield spell that Heriahn had tried to protect herself with. The Fae's shield had been useless ag
She gave him an innocent look. "I did? I don't recall ever saying that." She gently tossed the garment in his direction and it opened and settled over his head like a parachute. He pulled it off but not before he picked up her delicate and pleasing scent from the garment. He blushed strongly and she looked at him questioningly again. "What?"He looked away, embarrassed. "You smell pretty too," he muttered.It was Sigrid's turn to blush as he caught her by surprise. She became flustered and shooed him towards the guest bathroom. "Go get changed and be careful with that! It's one of my favorites." She realized it really was and wondered why she'd loaned that particular one to him.Stanley went to the bathroom and took off his clothes. He set them on the toilet seat with the robe and took a deep breath. He calmed his mind and thought of the instructions. Twist one way then all the way back. He felt no difference but when he opened his eyes the stranger was looking back at him in the mirr
"Sigrid! I'm going to cum! We should st-""DO IT! I'M CUMMING! STANLEY! CUM! FUCK!" she wailed as she leaned forward over his chest, her hair flowing over him, covering his face, filling his senses with its sweet scent.His hips sped up on their own until the sound of their bodies brutally slapping together filled the room."FUCK! YES! OH FUCK YES! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Sigrid screamed as her orgasm took her just as Stanley's roared through him.He felt his cum firing up into Sigrid, stream after stream. Suddenly, her enormous white wings unfolded from her back, splashing their shining brilliance across the room. Each and every feather shone with crystal sharpness as he watched wide eyed, his body continuing to surge and pulse with his own release. Sigrid's body began to glow with the pure white light and her long blond strands began to slowly rise. The look on her face was transcendent.Stanley's orgasm finally ebbed and he rested back on the sofa looking up in awe at the beautiful
Stanley was feeling a lot more optimistic about his chances of getting the new network up and running in short order. Over the past week, he'd had the electricians in, the server room raised flooring was in, the diesel generator was installed on the roof, the server room racks were being installed right now by a crew of workers, and he had three of the key servers in his office having their software installed.On the personal side, he'd moved into his new condo and as promised he had furniture. Hand me downs from VRL except for the new bed. There were sheets and towels and he had a housekeeper who let herself in every morning to prepare him breakfast and when he got home there was dinner for him on the table. So far, he'd only caught glimpses of her as she ducked out the door in the morning and at night but he always called out his thanks. She was a tiny thing. Japanese, he thought, with a thing for colored wigs. He swore he'd seen red, pink, green, blue, and violet hair. All of it lo
"Wow! You are a terrible liar," Stanley exclaimed. "Now, who are the Fae Council and why should I be concerned," he insisted.Camila looked guiltily at Sigrid who frowned then nodded. Camila turned back to Stanley. "Paloma lost her glamor when she overdosed on your energies. We had to call in a Fae to create a new glamor for her. It almost didn't work because of her oversaturation. The Fae wanted to know where the energy came from. She informed us that she was going to report her findings to the Fae Council who would investigate. So far no one has shown up. This isn't like them at all.""Maybe it was just an idle threat? Maybe no one is coming," Stanley suggested."The Fae don't make idle threats," Camila said with a frown.Stanley looked at the two women who were both lost in their concern. He knew nothing about the Fae Council and had no idea what it meant that they hadn't acted. He could provide nothing positive to this worry session so he headed for the door. "I don't have the tim
Stanley woke with the distinct impression that someone was watching him. It had to be his new housekeeper as no one else had keys to his condo and he could smell something good cooking in the kitchen. He opened his eyes and looked at the end of his bed. Long black hair. Very pretty. Petite in stature, a few inches shorter than he was and slim. Her most striking feature though were the five colored fox tails moving behind her back. Red, pink, green, blue, and violet. He had no idea what to make of this. The tails twitched, became the more familiar red, black and white of a fox's tail then vanished behind her."Good morning," she said.He blinked. This was the first time she'd spoken to him. "Good morning.""I am Yuko.""Stanley.""You are a puzzle.""I am?" he asked."A game is being played and you are a key piece. Maybe the key piece," she said with a tilt of her head. "We do not know what the goal of this game is. Is it good or bad? We do not know what will happen if the game is allo
Stanley was excited to get started and wanted to bring Pal- Marisa up to speed on all the updates he'd put in place. "When can we get started?"The three women smiled and Marisa moved forward to follow Stanley out.When the door closed, Camila shared a look with Sigrid. Marisa had just finished filling them in on the Fae's visit the previous day. Camila was shocked to learn her daughter had some strong seer abilities and truthfully was a little hurt this had been kept a secret from her. She understood Marisa's hesitance to let anyone know. The only reason she had divulged it was to punish that bastard Ghammen and to protect Stanley. If Camila and Sigrid read the situation properly the Fae council wouldn't press the issue. One of their own had been caught red handed perpetrating the most heinous of crimes one race could do to another and there was a very plausible answer for their outstanding questions. They'd avoid any overt interference with Marisa.While Marisa hadn't said it out lo