Messing with the Sorcerer's Spell

“Alright, so let me get this straight, you want your wife and yourself to have sex more often, is that correct?”

Peter nodded towards the strange man in a blue suit and red cape. He was still a little sceptical about a real life sorcerer, capable of magic and spells with the potential to rewrite reality. But apparently he was the real deal, which was the reason why the young man had sought him out.

“Yeah, we’ve been together for years now, but ever since we got married, the passion has been dwindling, and we find ourselves having sex less and less often. I know it is drastic, but I cannot live in a relationship without sex. Do you have a spell that can help with that?”

The sorcerer smiled. “I have just the thing.” He said as he started waving his hands in the air dramatically, fiery runes appearing all around him, forming a circle around both their heads.

“It is a powerful spell, capable of rewriting reality itself, but it should do the trick for your specific needs.” His face was scrunched up in intense focus, as Peter watched in awe. But then concern spread on the young man’s face.

“Wait… Rewriting reality? This thing isn’t going to do anything strange to us right? Like give us some weird fetishes?” The sorcerer sighed in exasperation, waving his hand to manifest more runes above the current set. “This spell is alive, intelligent. It takes your wish and accomplishes it in the way it thinks is best, so there is no telling exactly what the end result will be. But here, I added a new condition, no new weird fetishes.” Peter smiled, seeming satisfied. But then the look of concern returned.

“And uhm… Would it be possible to make sure the spell doesn’t do anything too extreme? Sure, I want us to have sex more often, but I don’t want us to become addicts or something, and then all we end up doing is having sex, you know what I mean?” The spellcaster rolled his eyes but still conjured up another row of runes, another condition to his already complex spell.  Just as he was about to complete the spell, the young man interjected once more.

“Oh, and can you make sure we stay married? I just want to make sure we stay together and don’t end up just fucking other people…” The Sorcerer’s brow furrowed further as he yelled out. “STOP!” The runes around him started shaking, as if under heavy strain. As another strand started to appear above him, they suddenly exploded outwards, expanding and spinning out of control. “No!”

The strands of magic ran wild all around them, tearing, the air, the walls, and even Peter himself apart, undoing the strands of reality. Then everything snapped back to how it was… or almost. Peter looked around in confusion, uncertain as to what had happened. Then, noticing the sorcerer’s shocked face locked onto him, he looked down, and was greeted by the sight of long strands of hair over his shoulders, as well as two large mounds encased in a tight leather top.

“What the fuck man!” He exclaimed in his new feminine voice. “This isn’t what I wished for at all!”

“As I said…” The mage said in an exasperated voice. “This is a powerful spell with a mind of it’s own… All those conditions you added on, it must have gotten annoyed with you and messed things up. Let’s see what we have to deal with here…”

He passed a glowing hand over the newly made woman’s curvaceous figure, closing his eyes in deep thought, analyzing the magical aura that emanated from her.

“Well… It seems like your original wish came true, you are going to have a lot more sex from now on. But that’s it, all your conditions were ignored… Reversed even. You now have the sex drive of a horny nymphomaniac, as well as a plethora of fetishes, like anal sex, BDSM, foot fetish and pet play, to name a few… And it seems like the spell finished up by locking your magical aura, meaning that you are stuck forever in that shape and form, neither myself nor any other magic user will be able to undo this, or affect you in anyway with any kind of transformative magic.”

“Are you fucking serious? I am going to stay as a chick with huge tits forever? What the fuck is this? Wait… You said all the conditions were reversed… What about my wife? I asked to make sure we stayed married together! Please! Don’t tell me that this god damned spell affected her somehow as well!”

The Sorcerer appeared to grow remorseful for a moment, before answering. “I will have to use a scrying spell to check up on her… But needless to say that you are certainly no longer married to her… In fact it seems like she has someone else in her life now. As for you, congratulations, you are now single, and as free as a bird… A very pretty bird…”

A swirling red void manifested before them, and in the center appeared an Asian woman, sporting a lustful look on her face, and a maid’s uniform on her body. “Who the fuck is this? I asked to know what happened to my wife, Michelle! How incompetent can you be for fuck’s sake!”

The sorcerer coughed before saying: “I’m sorry to say sir, but this is your wife now, and she was affected by the same spell as you, meaning that she is also an insatiable nympho, with fetishes that seem to revolve more around maids and roleplaying… She is a housemaid for a rich man in Osaka, Japan, and is now named Machiko, and she absolutely loves working for him, and under him, and over him…”

“Stop, stop, I get it! I have to get to her! Tell her what happened, try and fix this!” Peter looked desperate.

“Haven’t you heard what I said? This is permanent! There is no going back! And since your lovely little wife was not here at the time the spell was cast, this means her memories were rewritten as well, and all she remembers is being this slutty little Japanese maid, and doesn’t know you, at all. Hell, she probably doesn’t even speak English anymore! All things considered, I think she got a better deal, because she doesn’t know any better, while on your end, you are going to remember who you were, and what you lost. Although that is not going to stop you from fucking anything that moves, begging to take it up the ass while you bark like dog, like the perverted freak you now are...”

Peter gulped as the sorcerer described his new interest, feeling a rush of arousal in his groin, confirming the man’s words. He indeed was a naughty slut, and there was nothing he could do about it… except maybe finding himself a man to test out that new wet pussy of his…. Or his ass…

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