Backtracked Spells Chapter 1

“Mom, which one of you is in this school photo album?” asked Cheryl to her mom.

Erina stopped in her tracks, she looked at the photo album that her high school daughter held. She never expected that she would see the album again after more than two decades. She even wondered why the album still existed, she even didn’t remember bringing the album with her when she married her current husband years ago.

It was not the first time they did spring cleaning, they did it yearly for god sake, it was a wonder that they just found the album just this year.

Erina was 39 years old stereotypical white MILF; golden wavy blonde hair, curvy thick body, and big boobs. Erina was a full-time traditional housewife. Not employed in any job, but making managing her household her fulltime job, while her husband provided her with full financial support. Erina was a good one in doing her ‘job’. She was a good mother for her children and a good wife for her husband.

Erina smiled at her daughter, Cheryl. She was her mom’s mini me. A pretty blonde-haired girl with charming blue eyes. She had smaller boobs than her mom with her being 32C while Erina was 36DD. Cheryl was a quite athletic girl.

Erina took the photo album from her daughter’s hand and then opened a page.

“This is me.” Erina pointed to a goth-looking girl.

“You were a goth loser? Oops, sorry, I don’t mean that.” Her daughter said in disbelief. Cheryl was a typical girly preppy girl, she loved feminine colors like pink. She seemed to have a certain amount of prejudice against the goth. Cheryl always thought that her mother would be a cheerleader like her in the past because of how girly and motherly her mom behaved.

Erina just smiled, she didn’t take what her daughter said in mind. “Yes, I was a goth girl before. Well, There was some phase in my life that I thought of myself as a lesbian goth girl, but it was before I met your father. Your father changed my life drastically. I will let it slide this time, but I warn you to not call a goth person a goth loser again, be a kind girl, maybe someday in the future, they will be a normal looking mother with a loving daughter. ”

Cheryl nodded. “I understand, I promise you to not call them losers anymore. Anyway, How does it feel to be a goth, mom?” Cheryl was genuinely curious about the life on the other side. She was a preppy normal girl. Her days were filled with typical girlish activities; cheerleading training, socializing with her friends, watching the popular tv shows, bible study.

“Well, back then I was the only goth girl in my school, there are a few goth boys though, I am usually stuck with them. Our activities are actually pretty normal and not different from the ‘normal’ student; we do a music band, listen to metal music together, smoke, and oh, I just remember, there was a boy who often brought this leather tome with him, together we tried to decipher what is in the book while most of us didn’t even know latin, it was the ‘bible study’ for us.”

“You are a smoker?” Cheryl interjected.

“Yeah, the other goth crowd in the school was smokers, I just followed what they did to not make me feel like an outsider. I had stopped smoking since I met your father though.”

Erina then continued her story, “It’s a fun time, the boys were good to me, but I actually felt a bit lonely. Boy would be boy, there was some boys’ talk that a girl like me couldn’t get into. So, despite them treating me like a queen on normal time, I still feel excluded sometimes. I wished that there were other goth girls aside from me in the school. I even borrowed the leather tome from the boy, trying to see if there were some spells that could turn the school’s girl population into a goth like me. Of course, I didn't find the spell, I was barely able to read the tome. But I’m not the type who would go down without trying. I think I tried a lot of what was written in the book which I could understand, but nothing magical happened. Maybe it was because my latin pronunciation was bad. But now that I think of it, I’m glad that nothing happened when I tried to read the book. Summoning demons to this world sounds like a bad idea.” Erina let out a small chuckle in the end.

Erina closed the photo book, “Well, it’s a blessing in disguise, because I don’t find a sense of belonging by being a goth. When your father came into my life, I didn’t have any hard time to leave that lifestyle.”

“Mom, talking about the tome. Did the tome you said had black leather cover with a golden skull emblem?” Cheryl asked.

“I don’t remember its details, but yes, I think it had black leather cover. Why did you ask me that?”

“I think I found it too before I picked this photo album. Let me pick it quickly.”

Cheryl rushed out of the room. A few moments later, she was back with another thick book in her hand and handed it to her mother.

“I never remember that I kept the book, didn't I already return them to Zeke back then? Why is it with me?” Erina mumbled. She was confused, she remembered that she had returned the book back to Zeke, the boy who owned the book after she failed to do anything significant with it. It was the prized possession of the goth boy, so he would not fail to remind her to return the book. With that said, the chance for her to forget to return the book was abysmally low. So, why was the book here?

“So, mom, can you tell me which magic you tried back then? Can you teach me how to pronounce some Latin words?” After hearing her mom’s story, her curiosity was stoked. Cheryl looked up to her mom a lot. This side about her mom being a goth previously opened a new window of perspective for her. She wanted to know about this side of her mom that she didn’t know before.

“Hush, a good Christian woman doesn’t meddle with magic. Anyway, as I said before, nothing happened when I tried to invoke some of the spells.”

“So it should not be a problem to just teach me some words, right? It’s not like something bad will happen.” Cheryl pleaded at her mom with puppy eyes.

Erina let out a sigh, and then smiled at her daughter before saying, “Okay, you win. Sit down, I will teach you some words from the book that I know.”

Erina opened the old tome. The passage of the book brought back memories for her. The book content was written mostly in latin, but there also a few pages written in a symbol-based language that looked like Egyptian hieroglyph but not, and another language she couldn’t comprehend, but she was pretty sure it wasn’t Latin.

“Okay, this one is _Volo corrumpere bonum femina _which translates to I want to corrupt other good girls.” Erina felt a chill on her back when she recited the words but she brushed it off and attributed it to the spring wind.

“I thought this was the corruption spell I needed so I could make another girl in school into a goth girl. But in the end, it didn’t do anything. ” Erina explained.

“Tell me another one.” Cheryl requested.

Erina shook her head and closed the tome. “I think it’s enough with just that one, we still need to continue cleaning the house. Maybe later after we finished cleaning the house.”

Hours later, they had finished their spring cleaning and were now resting. Cheryl seemed to forget about the tome, at least for the time being, she no longer hounded Erina to teach her another ‘spell’ from the tome as she got distracted by her friends. Meanwhile, Erina was thinking of how she should treat the old tome. If she was still a goth girl like she was in high school, she would be very happy if she could keep the book, but right now, she was a good christian girl, such a devilish tome wasn’t something she should keep. After some consideration, she didn’t throw the book away, she planned to contact some of her old school friends and ask whether they knew where she could find Zeke. The book was Zeke’s, if she mistakenly kept them without her knowing, returning it back to the rightful owner was just the correct thing to do.she then put the old tome on her drawer for the time being. After keeping the bookout of her vision, she gradually got the matter of the book out of her mind.

Later that night, something unthinkable began to happen to Erina's life.

The book that she should have been kept inside her drawer was now out in the open. There was nobody in the room aside from her. Did Cheryl enter the room and take the book out of the drawer but forgetting to put them back? No, Cheryl didn’t know that I put the book inside the drawer. And I don’t think she even entered my room? So, who did it then?

As she walked closer to the book, Erina felt a bone-chilling goosebump all over her body.

“Devil, show yourself! I know this is what you're doing! I’m not afraid of you, I have god on my side.” She yelled to the empty room.

The book suddenly opened and page after page flipped quickly as if there was a strong wind.Thick black smoke began to come out from the book. The smoke quickly filled the room, and swallowed everything in darkness.

When Erina regained her vision, she was no longer in her bedroom, but inside a palace’s throne room.

“Devil? That’s not how you should call an old friend, Erina.” A cloud of thick black smoke began to gather and formed a person. It was a person that Erina was familiar with.

“Zeke? What are you doing here? What are you doing to me?” Erina saw a pale black haired boy who she often met back in her high school days.

“This is my domain, I summon you here after I heard that you are chanting one of the spells in my tome. I thought you miss me so I spare some of my time to meet you.” Zeke explained

“I don’t understand what you are saying. What are you actually Zeke? Are you a devil?” Erina looked at the pale boy with fear.

“As I said, that’s not how you should call an old friend, Erina, don’t call me devil,I’m not that old. Call me Prince of Hell Zeke. Well, because it is you, I will let you call me Zeke without my honorable title.”

“Prince of Hell? Are we in hell now? Am I dead?” Erina couldn’t believe what she heard. Tears began to drip down from her cheek as she thought she was dead.

“Oh no, don’t cry yet, you aren’t dead yet. I just summoned your soul here, your body is still sleeping soundly in your bed, when I send your soul back, you will feel this was just a dream.” Zeke tried to calm Erina down.

“Then send me back now, I don’t want to be here. I am a good Christian girl now, Zeke. I don’t want to associate with a devil from hell.”

“Are you trying to test my patience, Erina? I will warn you, the last time Demian tried to test my patience, he ended up down there, in the eternal hellfire. And no, I can’t send your back without completing our transaction,” Said Zeke with a hint of impatience.

Erina knew who Demian that Zeke mentioned. It was another goth boy from her school. As far as Erina could remember, Demian had a good friendship with Zeke, but the latter still condemned him into eternal hellfire. His threat was effective to make Erina scared and wanted to play by the rules.

“Transaction? What kind of transaction?I don’t think we have any deal?” Erina asked.

“Oh, by chanting the spell from the book, you made a deal with me. Let’s see, there are around six spells you have chanted from back then to now: 3 corruption spells, 1 uglification spell, 1 loveless spell, and 1 **** spell. I will grant them, and you will then pay me the price,” Zeke told Erina.

“No, why are you granting them just now instead of the past? The deal should expire and not be valid, 20 years have passed, I don’t want to harm anybody anymore.” Erina was regretting that she even tried to use the spellbook.

“It’s my bad, back then, I actually heard your voice, but I didn’t respond to you because I was a lazy ass who loved to play in the human’s world instead of doing my duty as prince of hell. I’m an adult now and know how to be responsible and do my duty. Anyway, back then you didn't have enough capital to do a transaction with me, but now, you are different.” The demon boy smiled awkwardly.

“So, the spell did nothing because I don’t have enough money to pay you?”

“Not money, but this.” Zeke teleported right in front of Erina and pointed at her chest with his pale finger.

“My boobs?”

“Did becoming a good girl make your IQ drop, Erina? I mean your heart, your soul. You were a bad goth girl back then, I’m not interested in taking your rotten soul, I thought even without my intervention you would fall to hell. But who had expected that now, your heart is filled with kindness and your soul is pure, it’s the kind that is worth a lot in hell. Oh, before you break down crying again, because it is my mistake that I ghost you for years, I won't take your soul to hell, even if I take your soul as the payment, you will not die, at least not from this, I just want you to live a life I arrange you for a few years. 6 spells, so 6 years, after six years, you will get your soul freedom back, you can go back to being a good girl after 6 years, not a bad deal, right? I consider our friendship, so I got you the lightest and best deal possible. I just want to finish what I neglected back then.”

That does sound better than him sending me to hell for eternity. But he’s a devil, I shouldn’t believe him easily.

“What should I do for you in those 6 years?” Erina asked.

“Oh, you will be my **** that obey my command; you fuck who I want you to fuck, say what I want you to say, do some ritual in my name. Worry not, I won’t make you kill people or do something that will get you in jail. I don’t want you to go to jail because it will waste my 6 years.”

Knowing that Zeke would not make her do something that would put her in jail, she felt quite relieved but Erina was still hesitant to agree, she didn’t want to cheat on her husband, and even more, becoming a **** for the devil. The devil would ask her to sex with anyone he wished, it meant she would be a slut who had sex behind her husband’s back.

Zeke easily noticed her hesitation, but he knew how to convince her. He said to her, “It is 6 years of servitude or eternal hellfire. Your choice. I can give you a taste of how hot is hellfire if you want to.”

“No, not hellfire, I agree…I agree with being on your beck and call for 6 years.” Erina panicked as Zeke said about giving her a taste of hellfire. Her hesitation vanished, she nodded to the devil and agreed with being Zeke’s **** for 6 years. She had decided that she would make it up with her husband as much as possible. She hope that Zeke would let her told her husband that she was fucking other not because she wanted it, but she doubted that the devil would let her do that.

“Good decision, Erina, let us seal the deal.” without warning, Zeke was groping Erika’s right tits.

“Zeke, what are you doing?” Erika felt a searing pain on her tits that Zeke groped. Instinctively, she struggled to free herself, but Zeke’s grasp was firm. His nail seemed to dig into her skin.

“Don’t resist, It will be done in a moment,” Zeke told her.

And just as he said, some seconds later, he released his grasp. He looked at his handiwork, there was a new snake tattoo circling Erika’s right tits. He had branded her with his demonic mark.

“What kind of tattoo is this?” Erika asked.

“My demonic brand, it marks that you are my servant. I can communicate with you from that mark directly into your head and tell you things you must do as my servant. With this mark on your body, you would be unable to enter the church or you would feel utter discomfort and go crazy. Oh, you will automatically feel the urge to spit on a priest or nun’s face, and insult them if you try to ask them for help. After 6 years, this mark will be gone on its own,” Zeke explained.

It’s a pity, Erina had a plan to ask a priest to help her dispelling the dark power of Zeke from her, but Zeke seemed to read her mind, and put a stop to her plan.

“Next is for me to uphold my side of the deal, you have invoked 6 spells, so it means six targets, tell me, who do you want to change?”

“Can I not change anyone? I don’t want to hurt anybody,” Erina said.

“Okay, let me be the one who chooses the target if you don’t want it. Let’s see, your daughter seemed to be a good target.”

“No, please don’t harm my girl!” Erina begged.

Zeke seemed to ignore her plea and snapped his finger.

A big full-body mirror appeared in the room. When Erina looked at the mirror, she saw her daughter with some of her friends having girly talk in some cafe.

“First is one of the corruption spells. A demonic servant mother should have a demon-worshiping daughter.” Zeke said then snapped his finger again.

Erina could see from the mirror that thick black smoke suddenly appeared and surrounded her daughter, but her friends and people around didn’t react to the sudden phenomenon.

“They can’t see it. Only someone with sixth senses or someone I allowed to can see how the dark **** works.”

After the black smoke vanished. Her daughter had a brand new appearance. Gone was her golden blonde hair, replaced with dark purple hair, like what Erina had back in her goth day. Her healthy complexion was now pale like someone sick and had not been exposed to the sun for long. Her lips are pitch-black, and her blue eyes were also black like a night. Her preppy dress was replaced with black bustier top and latex flare skirt, her legs were covered with torn fishnet stockings. Her left arm was coated with a tattoo sleeve depicting a demon. There was also a big skull tattoo that covered her upper chest. She wore a conspicuous red reverse cross necklace on her neck that easily became the focus point on her dark-colored costume. On her finger, there was a lit cigarette. Erina felt that she was looking at the reflection of the past, but she knew it wasn’t her. Cheryl looked tougher than her back in the past. Cheryl gave the aura that she was a bad bitch that was not easily to mess with or people would regret it.

Her two friends who were chatting with her, now looked at Cheryl with fear. The two looked like a docile kitten that was afraid of Cheryl. Their appearance also had a slight change. One of Cheryl's friends, another blonde girl, was wearing a buttoned blouse and long skirt. Some button was now missing from her blouse, making her showing her cleavage, and her long skirt was now controversially short, but it was apparent that the skirt was originally that short, it was ripped short, and from the look of it, it was done by amateur who didn’t care about the aesthetic value of the skirt, and just wanted to cut it short. Her previously well-maintained straight hair was now quite messy and frizzy. Her other friend, an asian-american girl with long black hair didn’t seem to fare better despite in terms of clothing there was no change to her sweater and skirt combo. But when Erina looked at her, her expression turned weird. Her previous chest seemed to be smaller than before. Her previously immaculate makeup was now done amateurishly, it didn’t make her look good, instead she looked weird. Her black hair seemed to be greasy, oily, and dull compared to her previous silky mane. She also got a thick-framed round spectacle that makes her already dull look more unassuming. The two pairs of girls looked like they intentionally made their appearance to be laughed at.

Erina gasped in disbelief. “What happened to them? Why did Cheryl’s friend also get changed?”

“My power worked retrospectively, the past also changed. Your daughter, Cheryl, or Cherubyl as her goth name is now a cruel goth bully. She disliked those preppy girls, while you back then chose to ignore those preppy holier-than-thou girls and stay on your own sphere, Cherubyl didn’t. She took matters on her own hand, she bullied the two until they became her docile little beta girl followers. They fear her, and will do what she commands them because disobeying means Cherubyl will hurt them more. Cherubyl downgrades them from being one of the prettiest girls in their school into a laughing stock. Cherubyl was a cruel, and terrible girl, but she wouldn’t be this way if it was not for your support.”

“What do you mean?” Erina had a bad feeling from what Zeke said.

“My power worked retrospectively, it means your past also got affected. Close your eyes, and try to rummage your memory. Everything will be clear.” Zeke grinned wickedly at her.

Erina did as Zeke suggested. She rummaged through her memory about Cheryl. The early day of her daughter was almost the same like how she remembered, but she in this new memory was also teaching her daughter about goth culture as early as when Cheryl was still ten years old. She felt that it would be nice to be able to bond with her daughter over a goth culture. She didn’t indoctrinate her daughter to be a good christian girl, but let her choose her own way of life ‘freely’. Not so free because Erina actually slowly guided her to be a goth girl, She had a fight with her husband regarding Cheryl’s decision to be a goth girl, but in the end, her husband relented after she coaxed him that it might just a phase like her back then, restricting Cheryl from being a goth might be counterproductive. The two then fully on board in supporting Cheryl being a goth girl. Cheryl, after getting her parent’s full support, was quickly going out of control. Erina saw Cheryl not only as her daughter but also a goth girl friend she never had before. She was an enabler for Cheryl to be a horrible girl. Cheryl became Cherubyl, the fearsome goth girl bully. Of course, Cherubyl being a horrible bully invited a lot of trouble for Erina and her husband. She had been called to the school several times. But just because she was only a housewife, didn’t mean she couldn’t pull some string behind the scenes. She had fucked the principal several time to let the Cherubyl walked out scot-free. The two ‘friends’ of Cherubyl had also tried to make a fuss regarding how Cherubyl bullied them but after Erina had a private ‘talk’ with the principal for a whole day. The principal dismissed the report and even took Cherubyl’s side, threatening the two good girl to behave and not make another ruckus or they would get punished. Her husband was obvious that she was fucking the principal for their daughter but Cherubyl knew what her mother did. The girl had use these secrets to threaten Erina to be her collaborator in doing some horrible thing to her two bullied victims.

Erina opened her eyes, and looked at Zeke gravely, “What are you doing to my past?Why did I remember I fucking the principal? I never fuck him!”

“You did now. Many times. You are my servant, fucking other should be normal to you,” Zeke said lightly.

“I wasn’t your servant in the past and only now, and for six years from now.” She protested.

“You are my servant for six years from now, but there is nothing stopping me from preparing you to have a proper mentality of a demonic servant by tweaking your past. I only promise you that whatever I do to you would not make you go to jail. I want to get the best from this deal after all. As much as I hate to use the term, you are dealing with the devil here. You should expect that it isn’t as simple as that I will let you serve me for six years.”

“You damned devil,” Erina cursed at Zeke.

Zeke just smiled at her. “Okay, let’s move on. We still have five spells to realize. Next is another corruption spell but we can change it to another spell if you want. I have a lot of transformation spell in my arsenal. Do you want to make your target ugly? Make them psychopathy bastards? Make them mindless?”

“Is there any spell that changes a person to be a good person, Zeke? Erina asked.

“Oh, I have it, I can make a person ‘good’ but beware of what you wish for, I’m a devil not an angel. Do you have a target in mind? Or should I pick another target for you? You can’t choose me as a target, and you can only choose people you know for some time, so no random stranger you meet on the street.”

“Okay, I have a target in mind, Tamara Thompson. You should know her too.” Erina had learned her lesson and wouldn’t let Zeke pick her target for her. At least, if she was the one who picked the target, she could choose someone who wasn’t that close to her.

“Tamara Thompson? The head cheerleader back in our school? Well, she was an obnoxious big bitch, I understand why you want me to turn her into a ‘good’ girl. Okay, one ‘good’ girl right away.”

What Erina didn’t know was Tamara had changed to be better like how she was out of her goth phase. Tamara had learnt her lesson that she was a bitch and had changed her behavior after her enlightenment. She stopped being a bitch, and in the present, she was a genuinely good woman who loved to help in the charity.

What would the spell of ‘goodness’ do to her?

Zeke would make Erina regret it that she was asking a devil to make people good.

To be continued.

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