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The Magic Touch
By Pepster
It would probably bore you to tell the story of how I came to have this power. I'll leave it at the details: It was complicated, it was definitely unpleasant, and it most definitely will never happen to you. So with that being said, I'd like to share some of the fun I've had since then. Given the choice, these are what I'd much prefer to remember and re-tell anyway. It's just more interesting, and it doesn't make me grimace in pain. While I'd like to say my skill isn't that of simply staring at a woman and having her strip for me, it has been known to happen. However, my abilities are a tad more complicated. I like to refer to myself as an " enchanter". I cannot affect people directly, but the world of inanimate objects holds many possibilities when you're creative. I can place an enchantment on an object, giving it magical properties of almost any kind. I've made a salt shaker glow when I couldn't find a flashlight in a blackout, my water faucets sanitize any water that comes out of them, my door knob has no lock, but it will not turn for anyone unwelcome, and the catch will never break, no matter how strongly you kick. It took some practice, but I've learned to create enchantments that will affect people, things, or anything else when they're triggered. I can target anyone who looks at an object, touches it, comes within a certain distance, you get the idea. While I can't use my magic on people directly, all it takes is a little imagination and creativity. I have yet to really find a limit to this skill. No matter what I think of, all it seems to take is a little extra focus and some practice, and it'll become quite easy. The only rules that I have found to be hard and true are pretty easy to live with. I have to be close, very close to be exact. Direct contact makes things easier, but it's not necessary. I just need to get my hands within a few millimeters and concentrate extra hard. Wrapping things in plastic will protect them from bugs, but not from me. Also, for a little while after I imbue something, it takes on a very subtle glow. Some describe it as a shimmer, but its only there if you look hard, and it fades in about 20 minutes. As you can imagine, I've had some fun with this. While I've created enchanted " potions" out of water to give myself prolonged youth, virility and good health, I've tried to keep the permanent effects to a minimum. It's hard to undo the effects, so I prefer to make everything temporary. I've also learned the hard way to be VERY specific. I once enchanted the mirrors in a ladies' restroom to make anyone over 17 and under 50 who looked into them for more than a minute become incredibly horny for 12 hours or until they had at least two orgasms. I had thought that was specific enough, until I found out the next day what had happened. In that case, I forgot to include gender since I thought it was a forgone conclusion, and the janitor who washed the mirror that evening ended up masturbating himself raw. Everyone else would leave the bathroom to find a partner, but he would hide in one of the stalls and jack off. To top it off, he went right back to cleaning the mirror, and ended up triggering the spell a total of six times! I've gotten really good at including limits on my spells since then.| I've done quite a few other things that would make you laugh. Shortly after I got this skill, I went door to door selling and enchanted perfume that would make any woman I spritzed with it strip off one item of clothing, and not notice anything odd about anyone's lack of clothing for the next two hours! I ran into a local bridge club that afternoon, and they were nice enough to pose for me. | |
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My neighbor's wife once invited my over to join her and some friends for a game of cards. I stayed for a while, then enchanted the cards to turn any game played in the next two days into Strip poker! I have a flair for pranks, so I also added that anyone who lost a hand once they were completely naked would randomly either perform a sexual act of the winner's choosing, masturbate furiously while fantasizing out loud, or lose all inhibitions about one sex act they'd ever turned down before. It turns out they played well into the night, and my neighbor hasn't stopped smiling since. |
| I've always had a fondness for enchanting drinks; I always liked the medieval flair of a magic potion. Wands and magic rings are favorites as well, but the bewitched beverage is my solid ideal. That's one of the reasons why I own a bar. It's nice not only for keeping me busy, giving me a legal front to avoid suspicion if I come into money, and supplying a constant stream of pretty girls. It's also nice for finding other subjects to " Play" with. That's how I met Julianne. She used to be a snob with some high power job, something in finance I think. She came in one night wearing a nice business suit and a little more jewelry than I thought was tasteful. She was a tad self-involved and quite rude to me, so I decided an attitude adjustment was in order. I bought her the first drink, and gave it some special touches. Every drink she had that night, she'd get twice as horny, ten percent dumber, and take off one article of clothing. I made sure she left her hose and shoes on, it gave her a touch of class. I also made sure she didn't leave early; I still had plans for her. By the time I closed that night, she had taken half a dozen men in the bathroom, and was quite the ditz. I offered her one last drink for the road, and now she's my best and most, well, "devoted" bartender. She still ends up in nothing but her pantyhose some nights, but I have to say her attitude is much friendlier now, and she insists everyone call her " Julie." Although she prefers it when they're moaning it out loud. |  |
 | I once went off on a spree, enchanting phone's to make any woman who used them become overwhelmed with the urge to strip off their clothes and masturbate while having phone sex with whomever called. After the first few got away when their callers hung up, I added an effect that triggered on whomever they were speaking to, so they'd be unable to hang up until after the target had climaxed. It worked beautifully, and I amused myself for a few weeks using just that trick alone. It was during that week that I got slapped with a lawsuit by someone who felt "offended" by Julie's behavior (i.e.- nudity) at the bar. Some uppity woman got together with an up and coming prissy lawyer and decided I would make an easy target. Apparently bars have a hard time winning over public opinion and appreciation. I wouldn't know, anyone who drinks from a glass at my bar has a great time. It seemed these two thought I'd settle pretty quick. |
| "Yeah, no problem," she said to me, "Yes, Cindy" she began to ask before her eyes took on a decidedly different look." What's up babe? Are you still wearing that cute skirt?" She started unconsciously stripping out of her jacket and skirt, but had a hard time of it. " Hold on a moment Cin, Don't go anywhere." She put the phone down, and started stripping in earnest, nearly ripping her jacket off with both hands. She pulled off her skirt and underwear in one move, then pulled her bra cups down so she could give her nipples a good hard pinch before picking up the phone again. "So sexy, where were we? Was I about to tell you how much I wanted to bury my head in your crotch? " I thought I heard the receptionist shriek" What!" all the way from the other room. I figured my work was done, but I stayed to enjoy the show. She seemed to enjoy pulling and playing with her nipples, and she wasn't shy about moaning. I was surprised the folks in the next office didn't complain. By the time she was finished, she had crawled up onto the desk, her hair was matted with sweat, and she had taken nearly a half hour. She was still working up to a big climax, but I figured I'd leave before she came back to her senses. I grabbed a pencil as I left, enchanting it as a wand to use on her secretary. Since the spell on her phone would last another day, I figured it was prudent to make sure her secretary really got off on listening to her boss masturbate. |  |
I tapped the befuddled and panicked secretary with the pencil as I passed her desk, and her entire expression changed quite quickly. She seemed much less surprised at what she was hearing, and much more concerned with trying to get her underwear off discretely. As I left the office I imagined how interesting it would be if Ms. Williams put her phone on speaker for a client. I also called back the reporter who'd left a message looking for a comment on the suit. Seems this might have a better chance of making the news with a slight nudge.
So I called back the reporter, and told him that I'd just left the lawyer's office, and she wanted him to stop by right away to discuss the case. Told him that it might be a good idea to ask her to call the plaintiff and put her on speakerphone so they could all do a big interview. Judging by his grin on the report that evening, he got more than just a story.