Story: Hamefura C+S

 

 
Mary Hunt was in the midst of something resembling a panic attack. Quite undignified for a lady. Nonetheless, there she was. Panicking her pretty little head off. To think that her ploy would be noticed already - To think that she would be caught out by Raphael like this!

On a whim she had knocked him out and used the spell on him. It was the only thing for it! What else was she supposed to do? Kill him?!

...

No, no. She couldn't kill him, that's how you get Dark magic. Actual factual evil magic that taints your soul. She was already crossing the line as it was, killing Raphael and dumping his body in a swamp somewhere would only make things worse.

But still! Taking the only other option when the first and most obvious is a catastrophe waiting to happen is not the action of a rational young woman! Would this plan even work? He was staring at you funny - Pardon her, that was a bit of Katarina creeping in - he was staring at you in a most peculiar manner.

"I have never heard of a spell like that," Raphael said. Then his eyeline dipped a little. Towards her chest.

Now, Mary was quite proud of her breasts. She'd put a lot of work into getting them to the right sort of size and shape. Diets, exercise, carefully restrictive clothing to make them grow in the right way. All to better appeal to Katarina! Having them stared at by some boy wasn't what she wanted at all!

But then, in the garden of her mind, the 'judge' Mary slammed its hammer. "The fact that he is staring at our breasts means that the spell is probably working!"

"Or he was already a pervert!" the one hugging the plushie said with quite unwarranted enthusiasm.

"There is also the question of whether it will be sufficient," the gardener said. "While he will feel pain every time he makes the attempt to interfere, there is no guarantee that he won't push past it anyway."

"Kukuku..." the toothy one with the long shadow cackled. "In that case... why don't we... make him suffer a little? Just a little... kukuku..."

"Yay! Make him suffer!" the plushie hugging Mary cried out. Which one was the scary one again? Oh right, the one with the sharp object. "Pow, pow! Show him how much it hurts when he tries to stop our pervy plan!"

"It feels like we're digging a deeper hole for ourselves," the gardener tutted. "However, it seems we have nowhere to dig but down."

The judge slammed its gavel and the decision was made.

"Oh, I just so happened to find it here, see?" Mary said, handing over her book for him to look at. "So, go ahead. You might as well take it to someone in authority, they'll put a hard stop to any perverted nonsense, right?"

Mary stepped away from Raphael, watching his face twist and contort. The boy was probably already quite used to pain - but that was fine, because this was magical pain being induced inside his own head. Would he be able to resist it? Would the pain overwhelm him? It felt, for a moment, like she could almost see a dark aura surround him, making her feel like she might be in danger.

What was she thinking of course she was in danger. From the moment he'd studied her aura, she had been in danger!

"T-talk seriously!" Raphael said. "There's no way... that sort of spell can't exist! It would be wildly known about - Nnrrgh!"

"Yeah, you're probably right," Mary shrugged. "I mean, if it did exist, then ignoring it and letting it play out would be extremely perverted. In fact, that might be the most perverted thing I can think of! Bye bye!"

And just like that, Mary turned on her heel and marched the fuck out of that room. Nope! Nope, nope, nope! She did not want to stay anywhere near that, no sir, no how, not happening! It was only a matter of time before the spell made him try to do something more than look at her boobs, and while a good scream from her would certainly help her deal with him as a problem she was not going to let that happen. Not a chance. No how, no way, not happening. She'd poked the bear, stirred up a hornet's nest and now she was going to leave it for someone else to clean up.

But inside her own head there was turmoil and panic. The judge was banging her gavel, while her moustache - glorious though it may be - was all puffed out and wild. The gardener was frantically digging, making the plushie hugger try in vain to shield herself from the dirt, while the toothy one had taken to juggling knives.

"We're just leaving him alone?!" the plush toy hugger cried. "Waaaah! That's bad, that seems like a really bad idea!"

"Kukuku... the mischief he could get up to..." the toothy one cackled away. "Oh, how glorious it would be!"

"I'm sure it'll be fine, I'm sure it'll be fine, especially so long as we keep him away from -" The gardener resumed digging quite quickly.

"Order! Order! Order in the court!" the judge declared, and everyone calmed down more or less because they pretty much had to. "We have made our bed, and now we must lie in it! Now! The next move we need to make is locating Katarina and keeping her away from Raphael for the foreseeable future!"

"This... would mean staying in close proximity with Katarina for an extended period," the gardener realised.

Aha. A glow fell upon all of them as they realised the implications of this, and it sounded for a moment as though angelic chorus had descended upon them. Oh, how marvelous! This truly would be a nirvana, would it not?

Although... that did lead to a pretty good question: Where was Katarina, anyway?

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Sophie had aspirations for the future. She knew this wasn't unique among her friends. Of course she did. I mean, only Katarina was able to ignore something so obvious, the hidden war happening with her as the prize.

The difference with her was, she wasn't really trying to win for herself. She was trying to win for Nicole's sake! Yes, they would be ideal together! Happy together! So... so perfect together!

As such, upon opening this door and seeing where Katarina's hand was, Sophie's reaction was - naturally - to close the door immediately and slap her cheeks.

"This is a dream," she said to herself. Yes. Okay. She was awake now. So she opened the door again and - Katarina's head was laying on Nicole's lap, while her hand was very obviously grabbing his -

The door was slammed closed again, and this time she slapped her cheeks much more vigorously. Oh, this dream is quite a persistent one! Almost as persistent as that strange dream she often had about that weird world where magic didn't exist and they had things called cars and computers instead! So she opened the door again and -

"Ah, this is nice," Katarina said, and it was distinctly unclear to Sophie whether she meant the genitals or the lap, or maybe both. "I could stay like this forever."

Nicole might actually stay like this forever! His skin had turned grey and his eyes were off seeing into a spot that nobody but him could see! It was as though he was happy, but also feeling quite guilty for feeling happy! So Sophie did the only thing she could do in this situation.

She closed the door again.

"Alright, seriously now I can't have dreams like this, there's no way Katarina would just do that out of nowhere..." Right. Right! She repeated that to herself three times. Then a fourth for good measure. Things couldn't possibly go this smoothly for her!

"Say, Nicole. It's kind of warm in here isn't it? Mind if I take this off a little?"

Steam shot out of Sophie's ears. What was she saying now?! How could things be going this well! It wasn't possible! On the one hand this had to be a dream, and yet she'd tried everything she could to wake up!

Actually, hold on a moment. If this was a dream then shouldn't she go along with it for now? Sophie gulped, such a thought was dangerous. She was a fan of fiction, but she knew the dangers of living too vicariously through your favourite characters. It could lead to bad places. On the other hand, there was no harm in indulging a little if you know it's a fantasy.

So why not? She could have fun with them if it was just a dream. It would explain Katarina's erratic behaviour too. She was stuck in a weird dream, and since she didn't have a full understanding of that girl's weird behaviour... Yeah, why not? Why not go for it?

Sophie closed the door once again. This time, with herself on the inside of the room.