This choice: She gets away, then that Midnight... • Go Back... Sarah gathered the ingredients for the spell and waited till midnight. She glance up at the sliver of moonlight illuminating her desk through the window of her room. The moon was full tonight, Sarah shrugged, at least she could see. Her family had chicken for dinner so she took a left over piece and placed on the desk. She pulled out the spell and whispered it three times then plunged the kitchen knife through the chicken. She flinched, shutting her eyes in fear. Her heart pounded waiting for something to happen. Then she remembered....
"God I'm stupid" She muttered. She sliced off a small piece of the cold chicken and popped it into her mouth and chewed. Not bad actually. She swallowed and suddenly the knife shined pure white moonlight across the room blinding her.
"FUCK" She rubbed her eyes in annoyance.
She decided to test it first on her height, assuming it would be the easiest to measure. She marked her height against the wall with a pencil. Setting it down she centered herself in the room. "Here goes nothing."
She focuses on her height, urging her body taller. Try as she might however it only threatened to give her a headache. She growled under her breath then stalked to her desk, reaching her hand out to grab the spell. Her hand hit the light from the moon, coming through the window and she moaned as her body pulsed with heat. Her legs went weak and she stumbled backward onto her bed.
Sarah panicked as her pulse raced faster, heat pouring off her body. She grasped for the spell, know knocked onto the floor and read it frantically. Towards the end the was a large section that was untranslated but she recognized a few words from her high school latin class.
Monitum. WARNING.
Luna. MOON.
Maledicta. CURSE.
Sarah dropped the paper in horror. FUCK. OH FUCK. She should have translated the whole paper instead of just using the spell. Suddenly heat pulsed between her legs and Sarah moaned in pleasure as her clit throbbed. Just the sensation of her underwear against her skin made her horny. She gripped her thigh tight, clawing at it as she bit her lip. "mmmm, fuck." Suddenly her bones creaked as she inched taller, her legs lengthening, torso stretching. Her eyes widened she felt her bra tightening, nipples digging into the fabric. Her hand left her thigh to pull down her shirt, revealing her tits bulging over her bra, heaving with her heavy breaths. She felt her stomach tighten but this time it wasn't in response to her arousal. It tightened and stayed tight as her hands raced to check the new development. Her hands found abs that felt like billiard balls shoved under her skin. The heat pulsed again, sending her into the throws of another orgasm, her mind consumed by the heat. Any thought she had was just burned away in the passion. The heat suddenly faded and Sarah was left laying on the bed, soaked with hot sweat, chest heaving from the ordeal. As the heat faded off and Sarah began to think clearly again she tried to move but found she was still aroused. Her pussy was still sensitive, almost needy. She took a quick breath then sat up.
She moaned as pleasure flooded her. She grasped the bed's edge hard, willing herself to sit up. The heat faded slightly, enough for her to reach her phone. She needed someone. She sent half a dozen "U up?" texts in flurry before she glanced in the mirror. The phone slipped out of her hand and she got hot again as she stood and eyed herself in the mirror. She took her shirt off quickly, to get a better view. Her tits were barely contained by her bra, pushed up on her chest with an incredible amount of cleavage, her nipples showing over the edge of the cups. Sarah's tits had to be pushing DD's at least. Her eyes drifted down to....holy fuck...an eight pack of tight uniform abs. She spun for a view of her ass and it did not disappoint, stretching her jeans to the limit. She stuck it out to emphasize it and moaned and the back seam split, letting her luscious ass free. FUCK.
Her phone dinged.
She scrambled to read the text.
It was from AJ. "Yeah what are you up to?"
She typed back with frantic fingers. Nothing but I could be up to something if you come over.
Little did Sarah know but there was more to the curse than she knew.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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