Magic
Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2020 5:02 pm
Preface:
This story was inspired heavily from a story that used to be on here, (though, I can’t remember the name) and it will be a Halloween story.
I’m glad “Our First Story” is doing well.
This story will be a bit different.
Magic Part 1:
What would you do if you became subjected to forces unknown?
What would you do if you knew that your kid sister and her friends were the source of these forces?
What would you do if they were Hell bent on humiliating you by controlling your every action?
My name is Mark.
I’m a Junior in High School.
I’m 16 years old, have neat, wavy brown hair and blue eyes.
I’m 175lbs, 6’1.
I do bodyweight exercises and run, so I’m pretty fit.
I live with my mom, (no dad) and my 13 year old sister, Emily.
Emily is 5’, 102 lbs, has shoulder length brownish blonde straight hair, and blue eyes.
Really, she’s pretty cute.
But Emily is also pretty fucking weird.
Ever since she was 9 or 10, she’s been obsessed with the occult.
She dresses in black, wears dark makeup, listens to metal and punk (which I actually really like) and she has a pretty dark sense of humor as well. But, despite her aesthetic, she still does track meets, makes all A’s, and has friends from different cliques, so mom pretty much lets her do whatever. I guess I’m trying to say she isn’t your “typical” goth kid.
This all starts on Halloween day. It was about 10am on a Saturday morning.
I woke up and slid out of the sheets to the side of my bed, putting my feet on the floor.
My brain went through the basic routine of becoming aware of my appendages, and I flexed my toes on the soft carpet.
I then looked down to the typical morning sight of my penis staring back up at me, (standard morning wood.)
I stood, stretched and walked to my bedroom door.
“Whoa whoa whoa.” I thought.
I chuckled as I picked up my discarded briefs and slid them on.
I had to tuck my penis to the side, so that I could fit it in my briefs.
As I made my way down the hall to the bathroom, I could hear the TV downstairs playing cartoons.
“Emily must be up already.” I thought, shutting the bathroom door behind me.
I lifted the toilet seat and angled my erection downwards as best I could, bending over to get it pointing INTO the toilet.
After a few moments of trying to “will” my erection down, I finally managed to urinate.
I let go of my penis, and was surprised that it was still just as erect.
It HAD been about 3 days since my last jerk off session, and my cock seemed to be trying to remind me.
I grabbed some tissue off the top of the toilet, and opened the door to head back to my room for some “relief.”
I opened the door to see my mom standing there holding an overnight bag.
“Ahhhh! Morning mom.” I said, hiding my bulge behind the door.
“Morning sweety, I’m sorry, but I have to catch a flight in 20 minutes to a conference out of state. I’ll be gone until Monday night, so you’ll be in charge.” She glanced down, but I was still safe behind the door.
“There should be plenty of food, so just take care of your little sister while I’m gone.”
“Great.” I thought.
It really wouldn’t be too bad, as Emily was pretty self sufficient.
“Oh, and one more thing.” My mom turned back before heading down the stairs.
“I told your sister she could have some friends over. They’ll be spending the night through Tomorrow.”
“Seriously?” I moaned.
Not that I had any plans, but if I DID, this just put the kibosh on them.
“Yes. I’m counting on you.” She smiled and glanced again at my lower half being hidden.
“Alright, I’ll let you get back to your ‘morning routine’.” She then turned and went down the stairs.
I turned and went straight to my room.
I quickly shut the door, stripped out of my boxers and placed the tissue on my night stand.
I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes.
I gripped my penis and began to masturbate.
I closed my eyes and pictured being naked in front of a group of girls.
I pictured some girls from school, all watching me jerk off.
It has always been a fantasy of mine to be naked in front of a group of girls, but I dont think I could ever actually go through with it, or even HOW I would go through with it.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer.
“Aaaahhhhhh!” I moaned as quietly as I could.
I pretended my hand was actually one of their hands, and proceeded to have an intense orgasm.
Cum shot up my chest and all over my stomach.
I lay there for a moment, basking in the fantasy.
I then heard my door shake.
I shot up, grabbing some tissue and wiping the semen from my chest and stomach.
I quickly slid my boxers on and went to my door.
It was unlocked!
I laid the balled up semen soaked tissue on my desk next to the door, and quietly made my way to the bathroom.
The tv was off downstairs and my little sister’s door was closed.
A wave of relief washed over me. It was probably the pressure of my sister shutting HER door that shook MY door.
I felt the urge to pee again, so I went back into the bathroom.
I finished up, washed my hands and then headed back to my room.
As I passed my sister’s door, I could hear her muffled voice talking excitedly on the phone.
“I got it!” I heard her whisper.
She said some other stuff, but she was whispering, so I couldn’t hear.
I shrugged it off and went back into my bedroom.
I picked up the rest of my clothes off the floor from last night, and tossed them in the hamper.
I then glanced at the desk.
Something felt, “off”, but I couldn’t tell what.
I shrugged it off and got ready to hop in the shower.
I opened my door to go back to the bathroom, and my little sister was standing in the hallway.
She was wearing a long black metal band t-shirt that came to mid thigh.
Her blonde hair hung to the side as she regarded me with a strange smile that I’d never seen on her face before.
“Hey bro.” She greeted me cheerfully.
“Uuuuuh. Hey weirdo.” I said teasingly. “What’s up?”
“Tanya and Christine are heading over in a few and I wanted to give you a heads up.
“Alright.” I groaned.
Tanya and Christine were my sister’s weird goth friends.
Christine had red hair and green eyes, while Tanya was asian, and had Black hair and brown eyes. They were both pretty cute, but just as weird as my sister.
I passed my sister, and as I did, I SWEAR she looked down at my crotch and smiled.
After getting out of the shower, I dried off, wrapped the towel around my waist, and headed back to my room.
My sister’s door was shut, but I could hear Tanya’s and Christine’s voices as clear as day.
“They must have gotten here while I was in the shower.” I thought.
I actually had a quick thought play through my head.
What if they’d caught me jerking off earlier?
What would they have done?
The thought got me excited again just thinking about it and my penis reacted accordingly.
I could hear them all talking at once, but couldn’t make out what was being said.
I pressed my ear against the door.
“Sicut et ego operor.” They were chanting in unison.
“Sicut et ego operor.” They repeated.
“What the fuck?” I thought.
My sister and her friends were into some weird shit, but this sounded REALLY strange.
I backed away from her door and went back into my bedroom.
I sat on the bed, and couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling I was having.
“Whoa!” I gasped.
I felt my penis getting hard again. I was kind of amazed.
I mean, yeah, that was the first time I’d jerked off in a while, and I can usually go multiple times a day when that happens, but not back to back!
Knowing my little sister and her friends were in the next room got me even hornier.
I looked down at my towel, which was now tented WAY out.
I was about to pull it off and jerk again, when I heard my sister’s door open.
I glanced up.
“Shit!” I thought.
My door was still wide open.
I tried to stand to close it, but my legs felt stiff!
I couldn’t even move my arms!
“Hey big bro,” I heard my sister’s voice, putting on a sweet tone.
“My friends and I were wondering if-“ my sister’s words cut off as she entered my doorway.
“Oh my.” She said, a huge smile stretching across her face as she regarded the tent in my towel.
“Hey Mark! How’s it ha-“ Tanya’s voice also cut off as her eyes locked onto the tent in my towel.
Christine then appeared, looking at her friends, and then at me.
Her mouth dropped open.
“Holy crap! Do you think it worked?!” Tanya yelped.
“We did it right, so why wouldn’t it?” My sister said smuggly, leading the girls into my room.
They walked around to the side of my bed, right in front of where I was sitting.
My towel was still in place, but because of the tent my boner had created, you could see up it with no problem if you bent down!
All three of them were in full goth attire.
Black boots, black fishnets, black pleather mini-skirts, tight black band t-shirts, and spiked accessories galour.
Tanya had a really cute short bob cut that came down just above her shoulders.
Christine’s long red hair was flipped to the side, cascading down her right shoulder and small chest.
My sister now had her dirty blonde hair pulled back in ponytail.
“Hiya Mark!” Tanya said cheerfully.
“How’s it hanging?”
“Not very low, from the looks of it.” Christine said.
“Oh, Marky,” my sister started.
“Do you know what today is?” she asked.
“Ha-Halloween?” I said, confused.
“That’s right!” She said cheerfully.
“It was also a full moon last night. Did you know that?”
I shook my head, still unable to move.
“That’s when a witch’s power is at her fullest. Did you know that?”
“Wha-“ I couldn’t speak.
“My friends and I have been doing some research.” She said.
“Spells, incantations, rituals, you know. All THAT stuff.” She said matter of factly.
“Anyway, we finally think we may have found one that works.”
Tanya then produced a little canvas doll.
“This is a totem.” She said.
“When infused with the essence of a subject, it becomes a tool of control.” My sister said.
“See?” She took the totem from Tanya and showed me a sewn up spot on it’s back.
“Honestly, I’m ashamed to say that it took us a while to figure out what ‘essence’ the spell was referring to, but,” she looked at her friends who let out a giggle.
“fortunately, you were polite enough to provide us with your ‘essence’ this morning.” Their giggling increased.
A wave of realization came over me.
I glanced at the desk where I THOUGHT I’d left my used tissue.
My sister saw where I was looking and smiled wickedly.
“That’s right, Marky. You gave us plenty of ‘essence’, didn’t you?”
My sister knelt down in front of me, and straight up STARED up my towel.
She gasped.
“Oh, Marky! It looks like the 2nd spell we cast ALSO worked.”
“S-second spell?” I asked.
“You’ll find out about that later.” Emily said.
“Let’s REALLY test it out, Em!” Christine said, biting her lip.
“Yeah!” Tanya was down right giddy.
“Happy Halloween, Marky.” My sister dragged her finger across the doll’s waist, and my towel flipped open, allowing my hard penis to spring up in front of her and her friends!
This story was inspired heavily from a story that used to be on here, (though, I can’t remember the name) and it will be a Halloween story.
I’m glad “Our First Story” is doing well.
This story will be a bit different.
Magic Part 1:
What would you do if you became subjected to forces unknown?
What would you do if you knew that your kid sister and her friends were the source of these forces?
What would you do if they were Hell bent on humiliating you by controlling your every action?
My name is Mark.
I’m a Junior in High School.
I’m 16 years old, have neat, wavy brown hair and blue eyes.
I’m 175lbs, 6’1.
I do bodyweight exercises and run, so I’m pretty fit.
I live with my mom, (no dad) and my 13 year old sister, Emily.
Emily is 5’, 102 lbs, has shoulder length brownish blonde straight hair, and blue eyes.
Really, she’s pretty cute.
But Emily is also pretty fucking weird.
Ever since she was 9 or 10, she’s been obsessed with the occult.
She dresses in black, wears dark makeup, listens to metal and punk (which I actually really like) and she has a pretty dark sense of humor as well. But, despite her aesthetic, she still does track meets, makes all A’s, and has friends from different cliques, so mom pretty much lets her do whatever. I guess I’m trying to say she isn’t your “typical” goth kid.
This all starts on Halloween day. It was about 10am on a Saturday morning.
I woke up and slid out of the sheets to the side of my bed, putting my feet on the floor.
My brain went through the basic routine of becoming aware of my appendages, and I flexed my toes on the soft carpet.
I then looked down to the typical morning sight of my penis staring back up at me, (standard morning wood.)
I stood, stretched and walked to my bedroom door.
“Whoa whoa whoa.” I thought.
I chuckled as I picked up my discarded briefs and slid them on.
I had to tuck my penis to the side, so that I could fit it in my briefs.
As I made my way down the hall to the bathroom, I could hear the TV downstairs playing cartoons.
“Emily must be up already.” I thought, shutting the bathroom door behind me.
I lifted the toilet seat and angled my erection downwards as best I could, bending over to get it pointing INTO the toilet.
After a few moments of trying to “will” my erection down, I finally managed to urinate.
I let go of my penis, and was surprised that it was still just as erect.
It HAD been about 3 days since my last jerk off session, and my cock seemed to be trying to remind me.
I grabbed some tissue off the top of the toilet, and opened the door to head back to my room for some “relief.”
I opened the door to see my mom standing there holding an overnight bag.
“Ahhhh! Morning mom.” I said, hiding my bulge behind the door.
“Morning sweety, I’m sorry, but I have to catch a flight in 20 minutes to a conference out of state. I’ll be gone until Monday night, so you’ll be in charge.” She glanced down, but I was still safe behind the door.
“There should be plenty of food, so just take care of your little sister while I’m gone.”
“Great.” I thought.
It really wouldn’t be too bad, as Emily was pretty self sufficient.
“Oh, and one more thing.” My mom turned back before heading down the stairs.
“I told your sister she could have some friends over. They’ll be spending the night through Tomorrow.”
“Seriously?” I moaned.
Not that I had any plans, but if I DID, this just put the kibosh on them.
“Yes. I’m counting on you.” She smiled and glanced again at my lower half being hidden.
“Alright, I’ll let you get back to your ‘morning routine’.” She then turned and went down the stairs.
I turned and went straight to my room.
I quickly shut the door, stripped out of my boxers and placed the tissue on my night stand.
I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes.
I gripped my penis and began to masturbate.
I closed my eyes and pictured being naked in front of a group of girls.
I pictured some girls from school, all watching me jerk off.
It has always been a fantasy of mine to be naked in front of a group of girls, but I dont think I could ever actually go through with it, or even HOW I would go through with it.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer.
“Aaaahhhhhh!” I moaned as quietly as I could.
I pretended my hand was actually one of their hands, and proceeded to have an intense orgasm.
Cum shot up my chest and all over my stomach.
I lay there for a moment, basking in the fantasy.
I then heard my door shake.
I shot up, grabbing some tissue and wiping the semen from my chest and stomach.
I quickly slid my boxers on and went to my door.
It was unlocked!
I laid the balled up semen soaked tissue on my desk next to the door, and quietly made my way to the bathroom.
The tv was off downstairs and my little sister’s door was closed.
A wave of relief washed over me. It was probably the pressure of my sister shutting HER door that shook MY door.
I felt the urge to pee again, so I went back into the bathroom.
I finished up, washed my hands and then headed back to my room.
As I passed my sister’s door, I could hear her muffled voice talking excitedly on the phone.
“I got it!” I heard her whisper.
She said some other stuff, but she was whispering, so I couldn’t hear.
I shrugged it off and went back into my bedroom.
I picked up the rest of my clothes off the floor from last night, and tossed them in the hamper.
I then glanced at the desk.
Something felt, “off”, but I couldn’t tell what.
I shrugged it off and got ready to hop in the shower.
I opened my door to go back to the bathroom, and my little sister was standing in the hallway.
She was wearing a long black metal band t-shirt that came to mid thigh.
Her blonde hair hung to the side as she regarded me with a strange smile that I’d never seen on her face before.
“Hey bro.” She greeted me cheerfully.
“Uuuuuh. Hey weirdo.” I said teasingly. “What’s up?”
“Tanya and Christine are heading over in a few and I wanted to give you a heads up.
“Alright.” I groaned.
Tanya and Christine were my sister’s weird goth friends.
Christine had red hair and green eyes, while Tanya was asian, and had Black hair and brown eyes. They were both pretty cute, but just as weird as my sister.
I passed my sister, and as I did, I SWEAR she looked down at my crotch and smiled.
After getting out of the shower, I dried off, wrapped the towel around my waist, and headed back to my room.
My sister’s door was shut, but I could hear Tanya’s and Christine’s voices as clear as day.
“They must have gotten here while I was in the shower.” I thought.
I actually had a quick thought play through my head.
What if they’d caught me jerking off earlier?
What would they have done?
The thought got me excited again just thinking about it and my penis reacted accordingly.
I could hear them all talking at once, but couldn’t make out what was being said.
I pressed my ear against the door.
“Sicut et ego operor.” They were chanting in unison.
“Sicut et ego operor.” They repeated.
“What the fuck?” I thought.
My sister and her friends were into some weird shit, but this sounded REALLY strange.
I backed away from her door and went back into my bedroom.
I sat on the bed, and couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling I was having.
“Whoa!” I gasped.
I felt my penis getting hard again. I was kind of amazed.
I mean, yeah, that was the first time I’d jerked off in a while, and I can usually go multiple times a day when that happens, but not back to back!
Knowing my little sister and her friends were in the next room got me even hornier.
I looked down at my towel, which was now tented WAY out.
I was about to pull it off and jerk again, when I heard my sister’s door open.
I glanced up.
“Shit!” I thought.
My door was still wide open.
I tried to stand to close it, but my legs felt stiff!
I couldn’t even move my arms!
“Hey big bro,” I heard my sister’s voice, putting on a sweet tone.
“My friends and I were wondering if-“ my sister’s words cut off as she entered my doorway.
“Oh my.” She said, a huge smile stretching across her face as she regarded the tent in my towel.
“Hey Mark! How’s it ha-“ Tanya’s voice also cut off as her eyes locked onto the tent in my towel.
Christine then appeared, looking at her friends, and then at me.
Her mouth dropped open.
“Holy crap! Do you think it worked?!” Tanya yelped.
“We did it right, so why wouldn’t it?” My sister said smuggly, leading the girls into my room.
They walked around to the side of my bed, right in front of where I was sitting.
My towel was still in place, but because of the tent my boner had created, you could see up it with no problem if you bent down!
All three of them were in full goth attire.
Black boots, black fishnets, black pleather mini-skirts, tight black band t-shirts, and spiked accessories galour.
Tanya had a really cute short bob cut that came down just above her shoulders.
Christine’s long red hair was flipped to the side, cascading down her right shoulder and small chest.
My sister now had her dirty blonde hair pulled back in ponytail.
“Hiya Mark!” Tanya said cheerfully.
“How’s it hanging?”
“Not very low, from the looks of it.” Christine said.
“Oh, Marky,” my sister started.
“Do you know what today is?” she asked.
“Ha-Halloween?” I said, confused.
“That’s right!” She said cheerfully.
“It was also a full moon last night. Did you know that?”
I shook my head, still unable to move.
“That’s when a witch’s power is at her fullest. Did you know that?”
“Wha-“ I couldn’t speak.
“My friends and I have been doing some research.” She said.
“Spells, incantations, rituals, you know. All THAT stuff.” She said matter of factly.
“Anyway, we finally think we may have found one that works.”
Tanya then produced a little canvas doll.
“This is a totem.” She said.
“When infused with the essence of a subject, it becomes a tool of control.” My sister said.
“See?” She took the totem from Tanya and showed me a sewn up spot on it’s back.
“Honestly, I’m ashamed to say that it took us a while to figure out what ‘essence’ the spell was referring to, but,” she looked at her friends who let out a giggle.
“fortunately, you were polite enough to provide us with your ‘essence’ this morning.” Their giggling increased.
A wave of realization came over me.
I glanced at the desk where I THOUGHT I’d left my used tissue.
My sister saw where I was looking and smiled wickedly.
“That’s right, Marky. You gave us plenty of ‘essence’, didn’t you?”
My sister knelt down in front of me, and straight up STARED up my towel.
She gasped.
“Oh, Marky! It looks like the 2nd spell we cast ALSO worked.”
“S-second spell?” I asked.
“You’ll find out about that later.” Emily said.
“Let’s REALLY test it out, Em!” Christine said, biting her lip.
“Yeah!” Tanya was down right giddy.
“Happy Halloween, Marky.” My sister dragged her finger across the doll’s waist, and my towel flipped open, allowing my hard penis to spring up in front of her and her friends!