The Person Inside
Marcus set down his pen and began to marvel at the words he had just written.
He had been practicing magic his entire life and with each passing year he
could feel his inner power grow within. He had assumed that at some point in
his life his power would reach its apex, but up to this point it had not. He could
tell this because of the new spell he had just written. He had not even had the
chance to use it, and yet he could already feel the powerful implications it
would have on the person he had written it for.
Marcus could not use the spell for his own personal gain, because if he did so,
the consequences of a spell this powerful would destroy his life. Marcus’ best
friend Pete had approached him for help when he began to suspect that his
lover was cheating around behind his back. Not knowing the truth was ripping
Pete apart inside. Pete loved Tim enough to forgive him for a moment of
indiscretion if Tim truly loved Pete and would come clean with him. Marcus
was initially reluctant to help, as matters of love were often complicated.
However after 3 months of witnessing his friend’s depressed state, Marcus
finally decided he had to help his friend and wrote the spell.
Marcus began meditating and after a half hour of preparing himself he began
incanting the spell. He felt a connection with Tim’s soul even though Tim was
miles away. It took just a few moments to finish and the connection with Tim
was broken. Marcus smiled with satisfaction because he knew the spell would
help his friend one way or the other. It would up to Tim to determine whether
the spell would lead to love or justice. Marcus was confident that Pete would
find healing from either path Tim chose.
Across town Tim was just arriving home late for the fourth time this week.
Pete was inside watching TV. “Hey, sorry I’m late. I really got behind in my
work due to personnel issues.”, Tim stated in an almost robotic tone. “Who
were you fucking from behind this time”, Pete replied with disgust. Tim
instantly became defensive, “I can’t believe you don’t trust me by now. I love
you with my whole heart and would never do anything to hurt you.” It’s been a
long day, we can talk about this tomorrow.” Pete had heard Tim’s denials
before, but was in no mood to fight tonight so he just shook his head and went
back to staring at the TV while he thought about how Marcus’ spell would soon
resolve things.
Tim went into the bedroom and sat down at the computer. He logged onto their
bank’s website and transferred money from their joint account into Tim’s
personal account. Pete was a great guy, but Tim really just was looking for a
roof over his head. He was not a monogamous or even a moral guy and Pete
would never understand that, so it was best to lie to him. What he didn’t know
couldn’t hurt him. Tim felt he was great at keeping his indiscretions a secret.
His years of acting school had to be good for something. He sat down at the
computer and took his weekly look at Pete’s financial program. Pete had been
investing for years and the money was now at a level that Tim would not feel
guilty taking a share of and leaving Pete behind. Tomorrow would be a new
day. He would leave town without having to worry about finances or a
relationship he could do anything he desired. He would be free.
Tim woke up in the morning and got ready for work like normal. He could not
let on to Pete that anything abnormal was about to happen. “By dear, I’m
really sorry that we’ve been fighting so much lately and that I haven’t been
there for you.” “I promise that I’ll make it up to you. I really do love you.”
Pete looked at him and gave a cautious grin. “I love you too. I’ve been
desperately hoping we could work things out. I’ll see you when you get home.”
Pete gave Tim a kiss and then watched as Tim went off to work.
Tim was at the airport happy with his ability to pull things off so successfully.
He was about to purchase a plane ticket to California when he had a strange
thought. He should call Pete’s friend Marcus. “No, that’s stupid I need to get
out of town,” he thought as his body walked over to the nearest payphone. He
was alarmed at what was happening. He could not control himself as his hand
reached into his pocket for change and then began dialing Marcus’ phone
number. He desperately wanted to hang up but was unable to do anything but
wait for someone to answer the phone.
Marcus heard the phone ring and instantly knew that it would be Tim. The
moment of Truth was now at hand. “Hello Tim, you have something to tell me.”
”Yes Master Marcus, I must inform you that I am a slut and a thief.”
“Well Tim, I had hoped things would be different, but you are who you are. It
is time you let the person inside out into the open for all to see. Now hang up
and forget you called me.”
Marcus felt his power surge within. He was going to make sure that Tim could
never hurt Pete again. “Time to reign in this free stallion”, Marcus thought. He
sat down and entered a deep state of meditation. From this state he would be
able to see and influence all that Tim experienced. For, while the spell would
affect Tim, It was necessary for Marcus to use a different mind control spell to
guarantee the proper reaction of those around Tim.
Tim stared blankly at the phone. Why was he holding it? Who would he call?
He needed to get out of town. He walked back to the ticket counter and got in
line. While he was waiting he couldn’t help but notice the beautiful face of the
clerk at the ticket counter. It was perfection. He had never seen a more
attractive man. Tim felt a twitching in his crotch. His dick was harder than he
ever thought possible and he was wearing tight fitting sweat pants that were
revealing his massive problem for all to see. He had to cool down, as he tried to
look away he noticed that he was surrounded by nothing but 20 something guys
and he was horny as hell. “How the fuck did this happen”, he thought? Of all
the times to be horny, he was stuck in line at an airport, wearing tight sweat
pants, surrounded by college jocks, and sporting the largest hard on ever. He
had to do something now. He saw a bathroom nearby and decided the line
would have to wait. As he turned to walk towards the bathroom he bumped
into one of the jocks. In his mind he thought he was going to say “Excuse Me”,
But instead he heard the words “Please fuck me now soccer boy. You know you
want me”.
Though he was meditating, Marcus was also in awe at the beauty of the soccer
studs. They had the energy and strength, now they needed Marcus’s guidance
to properly punish a slutty thief like Tim. Marcus drew a mental conection
with all the members of the team. He made them feel extreme arousal for Tim
and an extreme desire to humiliate and dominate him sexually. The effect of
the spell would only last until they each dominated Tim, then they would forget
all about him and go back to normal.
Tim screamed out inside as he waited for the stud to slam him to the ground,
but instead he saw the stud glance at his bulge, smile, and walk towards the
restroom. Tim could do nothing but follow. As soon as they were inside the
athlete pushed Tim into a stall and ripped his clothes off, pushed him onto his
knees and fucked Tim harder than a jackhammer in concrete. Tim could not
contain his screams of pleasure/pain or his massive load. The soccer boy
finished quickly and left the bathroom as though nothing had happened. Tim
could do nothing but lay there gasping as his orgasm continued. Meanwhile,
the soccer stud told all his friends they should visit Tim in the restroom. One
by one, each guy went inside and Fucked Tim harder than the guy before. Tim
was in a continuous state of arousal and orgasms, followed by pain throughout
the entire ordeal. Finally the last member of the team finished up with Tim. As
he put his clothes back on Tim finally stopped cumming. The entire room was
filled with his jiz. As the last soccer stud left he look at Tim lying in the pool of
cum. “You be sure to clean that up before you leave, wouldn’t want someone to
slip and fall. To Tim’s utter shock he complied with the stud’s request even
though his body screamed out against it.
When he had finished licking the last drop off the floor, all he could think
about was getting the hell out of the restroom. He got to his feet and ran as fast
as he could for fear that another guy would soon enter and fuck his extremely
raw ass. He raced out of the airport and fetched the first cab.
Marcus was please with the affect the ordeal had on Tim. He was now in an
utterly confused state and would fall deeper and deeper into the spell’s control.
“Where To”, the cab driver inquired?
“511 Main street”, came Tim’s reply.
Tim was again surprised as he really wanted to get out of town, but he had
unwillingly given the cab driver the address of Pete’s friend Marcus. He
wanted to scream out, but his mouth would not cooperate. It was as though his
was merely a passenger in his own body. As they were driving to Marcus’
house Tim saw his bank and blurted out for the Cab driver to stop so he could
make a deposit. Tim went inside and transferred Pete’s money back into the
joint account. Then he went a step further and transferred his own money into
Pete’s account as well. Tim now had just enough money for the cab ride to
Marcus' place and a date with destiny.