FRIDAY
Josh was the first to wake up. He could tell right away that he was naked, and lying on his front. The floor was cold and metallic, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the whole room seemed to be like this. He stood up, a thing which he found incredibly strenuous for some reason, and looked around. The tiny room was nothing but pure metal on all sides, except for one wall which appeared to be nothing more than transparent energy, flowing gently.
Josh saw Abbie on the floor, and shook her awake too.
“Abbie! Abbie!”
“Whuh…what?” She asked. She opened her eyes, and looked around, before jolting awake properly. “Where the fuck are we!?”
“I don’t know,” Josh replied, helping his sister up.
“What are you, stupid?” Josh and Abbie turned to face the man in the cell across from theirs. “You’re in prison, obviously.”
“Prison!?” Abbie shouted in panic.
“Hang on, you’re the guy who was interrogating me!” Josh said. “What have you done to us!?”
“Nothing, you idiots. It’s you that’s done things.”
“We’ve not done anything!” Abbie protested.
“We all have. I let Normals get access to magic, among other things, and you used that magic to commit countless crimes, mostly rape.”
“We didn’t rape anyone!”
“In the eyes of the law, you did. Using magic on people without their permission is already a crime, without forcing them to have sex with you too.”
“But we weren’t hurting anyone!”
“This isn’t some adolescent fantasy, this is real life. And in real life, you can’t just go around using magic to do whatever you want. Not without being careful like I usually am. Were you two seriously so blinded by the prospect of losing your virginities you didn’t stop to wonder where the wand came from, and whether or not using it was a good idea?”
“I…I suppose not,” Josh admitted.
“What’s going to happen to us?” Asked a worried Abbie.
“When they’re ready, they’ll bring us before the courts,” the man replied. “You’re just a bunch of innocent Normals who didn’t know what they were doing, I imagine they’ll just give you a slap on the wrist. Me? At minimum I’m looking at a death sentence.”
“Minimum?”
“One thing I’ll give your society credit for is that convicted criminals are still considered people. The magical justice system does no such thing, and there are basically no rules as to what punishments the courts can dish out. And when said courts have access to a near infinite supply of magical power, you can understand why I’m hoping they just kill me.”
“Well you’re a magician, can’t you just get us out of here?” Josh asked.
“First of all, I’m a wizard. Secondly, we’re in a magical prison. Haven’t you noticed the handcuffs you’re wearing?” Josh and Abbie both looked down at them. They weren’t joined together at all, but had lights on them. “The left one restrains magic, the right one drains physical strength, which is why you feel so weak. It makes escape impossible. That’s also why we’re all naked. No chances.”
“So what do we do?”
“We wait for our fates.”
And so they waited. Nothing much was said, Josh and Abbie just sat down on the floor and hugged, wondering when their time would come. Josh was sort of glad of the magic restrainer, as it meant that he wasn’t overcome with lust just by being in Abbie’s presence. She started crying at one point, and Josh just held her closer to him.
Eventually two guards came for them, lowering the barrier. Josh briefly considered trying to fight them, but the restraint sapping his energy meant that any sort of movement required an incredible amount of effort. The two guards pulled the teens to their feet, and escorted them down the corridor. Josh and Abbie took the opportunity to look into the other cells as they passed, and inside they saw all manner of different people, male and female, human and non-human. All of them looked miserable, which was probably to be expected in a prison.
Josh and Abbie were led into a dark room, where 3 men and 3 women were sat on either side of a man with a long beard. Josh figured he must be the wizard judge, because of course a wizard judge would have a big beard. The siblings noted that there didn’t seem to be any sort of jury here.
“Leave us, I don’t foresee any trouble from the Normals,” said the bearded man, with a big, booming voice. The guards left, the man turned to face one of the women. “Councillor Haruoz, you may proceed.”
“Joshua Stoney, you stand accused of numerous counts of rape, theft and mind control, as well as one count of possession of an illegal magical item,” said the main who looked old, though not as old as the bearded man. “Abigail Stoney, you also stand accused of numerous counts of rape and mind control, as well as one count of possession of an illegal magical item.”
“We’re innocent!” Abbie shouted.
“SILENCE!” boomed the bearded man, and Josh could swear he felt the room shake. “Know this, Normals, our courts are not like yours. Your guilt is already confirmed. You are here to answer for your crimes, so that we may decide how best to punish you.”
“We’re sorry, sir,” both teens said together.
“I advise you not to lie to us again,” the bearded man said, not the slightest hint of friendliness in his voice. “Councillor Mayomo.” The woman, who looked to be in her 50s, but who really knew with wizards and witches, pulled out something.
“Do you two recognise this?” She asked. They did. It was the wand. “WELL!?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“This is a Class 4, rechargeable magic wand,” said Councillor Mayomo. “Specifically it’s one with the Sorsone charger removed, something which particularly lazy wizards and witches do. It means that, rather than draining power from the user after every use to recharge the batteries, it runs entirely off the internal supply, effectively meaning that for a week or two, depending on how much it’s used, it can be used with almost no effort on the part of the user. The downside to this of course is that it means absolutely anyone can use it, including Normals. Including you.”
“Joshua,” said another of the women, this time a younger one. She’d have probably been quite attractive if not for the situation. “Did you know what this thing was when you found it?”
“No ma’am,” Josh replied. “I mean, I didn’t at first. But I kind of worked out because it looked like one. Like, ones on TV.”
“And when you had worked out the wand’s power, after you knew what it was capable of, what did you do?”
“Well I, uh…” Josh stuttered, embarrassed, but the woman gave him a look to suggest if he didn’t talk he’d be in a lot more trouble. “I gave myself orgasms.”
“Councillor Lowlorf, play the evidence,” said the woman.
“Of course, Councillor Kar-Il,” said one of the other men. He waved his hand, and the blank spaces behind Josh and Abbie and behind the councillors both changed to show the footage of Josh experiencing spontaneous orgasms in his bedroom on Monday evening.
“As my fellow councillors can see, the accused used the power of the wand to bestow sexual pleasure upon himself, as well as to alter his physical form,” said Councillor Kar-Il. “This is of course not a crime, but as we can see by this later footage, the accused did not stop there.” The footage turned to a montage of shots of Josh having sex with various girls. “The accused went on to use the power of the wand to force countless Normals to perform sexual acts on and with him, all without their consent. Joshua, please tell the council why you did these things.”
“Well, it’s…it felt good.”
“I see. So, in your eyes, does the pleasure in carrying out a crime justify it?”
“Um…”
“Did the sexual pleasure these girls gave you justify taking way their free will?”
Josh didn’t know what to say.
“Let’s move on,” said Councillor Kar-Il. Councillor Lowlorf waved his hand once more, and the screen changed again. “Do you recognise this girl?”
“That’s Ruth.”
“Ruth Ewing,” Councillor Kar-Il explained. “The only girl to have sexually pleasured you consensually. Of course, she didn’t know it was you, did she?”
“No ma’am.”
“Who did she think you were?”
“God, ma’am.”
“God. After turning himself invisible, the accused approached Miss Ruth Ewing, and claimed to be the deity of her religion. The accused then commanded Miss Ewing to sexually pleasure him.”
“She wanted to fuck him!” Abbie shouted. “He didn’t do anything wrong!”
“SILENCE!” The bearded man shouted. “Unless you wish to be cast straight into the Pit of Sorrow, you will stop interrupting me. Am I understood, young lady?”
“Yes sir. Sorry sir.”
“Now then, I believe Councillor Kar-Il was just explaining your brother’s Rape by Deception.”
“As I was,” Councillor Kar-Il continued. “We now move on to the final charge against you, that of theft. Two days ago, upon leaving your school, you entered a fast food restaurant, and used the wand’s power to force the workers there to provide you with large quantities of food, which you did not pay for. Why did you do this?”
“I was hungry.”
“You were a short distance from your home, where plenty of food was available to you. Alternatively, you had money with which to pay the restaurant. Even without this, you could have used the wand to create food to eat. Why did you not do any of these things?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“That is all, Joshua.”
Councillor Kar-Il then turned to Abbie, who tensed up.
“Abigail,” she said. “Tell us how you came to possess the wand.”
“Well, uh…” Abbie said. “I saw Josh with a naked girl. So I went into his room, and found it. I thought it looked like a magic wand, so I tried casting a few spells. I realised it worked so I took it.”
“Do you often steal your brother’s property?”
“No, but…this was a once-in-a-lifetime find.”
“And what did you do once in possession of the wand?”
“I…had sex with One Direction,” Abbie admitted.
“The accused use the power of the wand in order to force a popular boyband to sexually gratify her. Over the next 24 hours she then used the power to, among other things, enchant her body to induce arousal in those near her, and to commit numerous counts of rape, much like her brother did, before we were able to apprehend her yesterday.”
“All evidence has been presented,” said the bearded man. “What do you two have to say for yourselves?”
“We’re really sorry, we didn’t mean to be criminals. We were just weak, that’s all,” Josh said.
“We shouldn’t have used the wand, we should have just gotten rid of it.”
“Councillor Treybon, how do you suggest we punish the Normals?” Asked the bearded man.
“Erasure of magical memories,” replied the final woman.
“That’s it?”
“To do more would be extreme, I feel. They didn’t know what they were getting into, and believed they were only indulging in some harmless fun. No deterrent would be needed as they would lose all memories of this, and would be unlikely to encounter magic again.”
“Very well, let us vote.”
All 7 councillors raised their hands together.
“It is decided then,” said the bearded man. “Joshua Stoney, Abigail Stoney, you are sentenced to have your memories wiped of all magical experiences this past week.” Magical energy formed in the hands of the councillors at shot out at the teens, sending them unconscious once more.
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It’s not been long since they took the Normals, but they’ve already come for me. Justice is swift, I suppose. They take me off to the council chambers, where I am to be judged. Chancellor Mothruise and his six lackeys. These 7 people are the most powerful in the world, holding all the sway in magical society. The Emperor is little more than a figurehead. This of course means that anything they choose to do me isn’t going to be overruled by anyone. Sadly.
“Johnathan Chrislow, aged 454,” says Councillor Haruoz. “You stand accused of an incalculable number of crimes. Rape, murder, theft and mind control being just the start, and with the latest being the crime of allowing two Normals access to a magic wand.”
“Is there anything I can say which will get you to let me off?” I ask.
“No, and we don’t intend to allow you that chance anyway,” said Chancellor Mothruise. “Your punishment was decided while you were unconscious.”
“And what will it be?”
“300 years in the Kodium mines.”
Oh. That doesn’t sound good. Kodium is a rare element which makes wonderful jewellery, among other things. Extremely rare and extremely expensive. It’s the sort of thing the Emperor probably makes love on a big pile of. The thing is though, it’s not rare because there’s not much of it. It’s rare because mining it is a terrible process. You see, it’s actually sentient, and it rather objects to being mined. Those who mine it are subjected to mind-bendingly horrific experiences, both physically and mentally, until they’re able to subdue it. And then do the whole thing over and over again with every bit. There’s a good reason why only criminals are sent down there.
“Now now, let’s not be hasty…” I say.
“Very well then, let’s not be hasty in letting you out,” says Chancellor Mothruise. “400 years.”
“But-”
“500. Now be quiet or it’ll be 1000.”
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Josh was woken up as usual by his alarm clock telling him it was time for school. He groaned, and climbed out of bed. Something about him felt off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. It was only when he looked in the mirror that he realised it. His cock and balls were huge! They were twice as big as they usually were, at least! Had they grown overnight or something?
Josh admired his new genitals for a little bit, before getting dressed. He left his room, and as he did, his cock shot up to full mast, for out of her room came Abbie, dressed in pyjamas which seemed all small for her, and carrying her bath towel.
“Uh, morning Josh,” she said to him. God, what he wouldn’t do to make love to her right now. Abbie headed into the bathroom, and the instant the door shut, Josh felt his head clear of incestuous thoughts, and his cock begin to soften.
Once inside, Abbie stripped naked, and admired herself in the bathroom mirror. Her entire body seemed to have changed overnight; she was thinner, her boobs and butt were bigger, her pussy was hairless, and every bit of her was like an erogenous zone. What had happened to her? It was like someone had gotten hold of that Master PC program from the stories she’d read online, and turned her into their ideal sexpot. She fully expected to start lusting after some boy from her school any second now.
Abbie decided to ignore her changes for now, and take a shower instead. She got in, and closed the curtain, before turning the water on. Half a second later, she fell right on her enlarged butt as her shower orgasm was triggered, and she writhed and moaned in ecstasy. Whichever one of her classmates was doing this to her clearly wasn’t showing any mercy, as it felt absolutely mind-blowingly amazing. She’d have to remember to thank him after she finished whatever sexual acts he commanded her to perform for him.
Josh and Abbie walked to school separately, neither wanting to be together until they worked out what was happening. Sarah found that no matter where she went, everyone seemed to be staring at each-other with lust, something which got kind of annoying after the first 5 minutes. She just wanted to be left alone.
When Josh got to school meanwhile he found John making out with Sarah, and Holly and Molly caressing him.
“Woah!” Josh exclaimed. “Since when did you have girls!?”
“What? Oh, hey Josh,” John said, breaking the kiss with Sarah. “You get the wand back yet?”
“The what?”
“And where’d you go yesterday? You just kind disappeared after PE.”
“Did I?” Josh thought, and he didn’t seem to have much memory of the previous day at all. “Anyway, you done the homework for Mr Williams? The Macbeth stuff?”
As soon as Josh said that word, John groaned as a single spurt of cum shot out of his dick.”
“Shit,” he said. “I should probably ask your sister to turn that off for me.”
“Turn what off? You’re not making any sense.”
“Um the curse you put on me. Where I’ll orgasm whenever you say certain words.”
“Dude, that’s gross, I don’t want think about you splooging.”
“What do you mean? You made it happen!”
“Great, now we’re both confused.”
“You seriously don’t remember?”
“Remember what?”
“Shit, Abbie must have messed with your brain or something.”
“She’s a girl, of course she messes with my brain.”
“Get your phone out and call her. I wanna get to the bottom of this.”
Josh got his phone out and rang up Abbie.
“What is it?” Abbie asked on answering.
“John wants to talk to you about something,” Josh explained. “I dunno what, he’s being weird.” Josh handed the phone to John.
“Alright Abbie, what did you do to Josh!?” John shouted.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Abbie asked.
“Don’t play dumb with me, Abbie. You erased Josh’s memories of the wand.”
“John, I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“…Abbie, is your body different to how you remember? Like, bigger boobs and stuff?”
“That’s none of your fucking business, perv.”
“Are people staring at you like they wanna rip your clothes off? Like, all the time?”
“How…how did you know?”
“I think I need to talk to you guys.”
John dismissed his girlfriends, and sat down with Josh and Abbie.
“Alright, so you guys really don’t remember the wand?” He asked.
“What wand?” Josh asked.
“On Monday, on the way home from school, you found a magic wand.”
“No, I really didn’t.”
“You did. And over the next few days, you used it get the two of us laid. You gave me Sarah, Holly and Molly, and you fucked, among others, a load of cheerleaders, some girls at a swimming pool, and from what you told me, Principal Drummond.”
“Bullshit,” Josh said.
“On Wednesday, Abbie found the wand and took it from you, and started using it herself. That’s why she looks like she does, and why you and I both wanna bend her over and make a baby with her right now.”
“This is stupid, you’re just a pervert with fantasies,” Abbie said.
“Oh yeah? Well how else do you explain your body? Or how I bet neither of you can remember what happened in PE yesterday, or a whole bunch of other stuff.”
“I…I don’t remember,” Abbie said. “I can barely remember yesterday at all.”
“I can’t remember Monday night,” Josh said. “Nothing after leaving school. And I barely remember anything on Tuesday or Wednesday either.”
“Why can’t we remember anything!?”
“Sounds like you got your memories wiped,” John said.
“Why would we do that to ourselves?”
“Maybe you didn’t. I mean, that can’t have been the only magic wand around. Maybe someone else found you and took it away. I guess they forgot to undo any of the stuff you did, or erase my memory.”
“So what do we do now?”
“Get on with life, I guess. Get back to being normal. Or at least, slightly different.”
Life went back to normal after that, mostly. John was still cursed to orgasm when he heard certain words, which made the rest of the Shakespeare lessons rather uncomfortable. Abbie still had to endure being lusted after by everyone, although she soon learned to use it to her advantage. Her sex life was never the same again.
Josh quickly learned he apparently had the ability to control his erections, a skill he enjoyed thoroughly. His vastly increased orgasmic abilities also made lonely nights of masturbation a lot more enjoyable. Not just for him. Across town, Annie and Emily were in their student accommodation, getting very drunk with their friends. This drinking was interrupted however by the two girls orgasming in unison, while their friends looked on in shock.
“Oh my God, what’s happening!?” Asked a concerned friend.
“I dunno!” Annie moaned. “This keeps happening to us!” Of course, what she didn’t know was that the two girls’ orgasms were still linked to Josh’s, and the boy at that very moment was in the process of splurting a particularly large load out onto his sheets in his nightly masturbation session. Without the wand though, this link would never be severed, and would last for the rest of their lives.
A few weeks after the wand incident, the school suffered an outbreak of teen pregnancy. Specifically, 4 cheerleaders on the school’s squad feel pregnant within a very short space of one-another. 2 of the squad were very shocked at this, as they’d been sure to always use protection with their boyfriends. The other 2 were especially surprised, as they were virgins. At least, they thought they were. Josh was a little worried when he heard about this, as he was pretty sure he knew who the father was, but he sensibly kept quiet.
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“SINFUL GIRL! REPENT NOW!” Ruth’s father slapped her round the face.
“I have nothing to repent,” Ruth said. “I carry God’s child.” The cheerleaders weren’t the only girls to get pregnant that winter. Ruth Ewing also found that she had been “blessed”. Quite literally, according to her.
“Do not blaspheme!” Her mother shouted. “God has only one child, and his name is Jesus Christ! His mother is the Virgin Mary, not you, you whore!”
“Mother, Father, please calm yourselves,” Ruth said. “It is the Lord himself who took my maidenhood, and the Lord himself who blesses me with his child. Oh how I wish you could understand.”
“You march yourself down to that church right now and beg God for mercy from the fires of Hell for your sins!”
“I will go, but only to thank God for this blessing, and to ask him to help you understand it.”
Ruth’s father slapped her again, and she smiled. Little did her parents know that she was enjoying the slaps greatly, they felt like sex. In fact, since “God” had taken her virginity, she’d never felt pain, only pleasure, and her father slapping her was like her face having an orgasm. Truly she was blessed.
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Author’s message: Well, after 3 and a half months, I’ve finally finished it, and so now I can post it. The reason for the wait was because I wanted to be able to write a story without constantly being nagged for updates, and given how short it is, I figured I could manage it. It’s taken me a lot longer than I’d originally hoped, and in fact the entire second half was written this week, spurred on by me reading other stories around the internet which got me in the mood.
This idea’s actually been around for a while, at least as far back as A Boy and his Genie, possibly longer. I just never got round to it. Now I can tick it off my list though.
This story is the only one where I planned the vast majority of it out. Given the 1 chapter 1 day system, I needed to make sure each one would have enough content, and I also wanted to make sure I had the story sorted before I wrote anything. I did deviate from the plan a lot, but the basic framework is still there. It was nice as well to be able to write for a universe not related to my genies, or anything else. I have no specific plans to return to this, but then, I also had no plans to return to Harry and Sarosa, so I suppose anything could happen.
One of the themes of this story was consequences. Unlike in, say, my genie stories, Josh and Abbie had no-one guiding them on how to use the power, and so had to suffer the consequences. All the stuff with wishes going wrong, like the shower orgasms, was inspired by the film Absolutely Anything.
As for my next story, I really don’t know. I had a story I started writing which I was sure would be next, but I’m not sure anymore if it’ll interest me enough, or if it’ll interest you enough. Reading some other stories online though has reminded me of a thing I’ve wanted to write for years, even since before I was writing shitting interactive stories. I won’t say exactly what it is, because honestly I don’t know for certain yet, but I will say this: You are the Master’s representative.
I feel like I should have more to say here, but honestly, I can’t think of it right now, so this will have to do. Goodbye for now, and I’ll see you whenever I next post a story!