Fake ID = Fake magic. Sabrina's in trouble.

Sabrina reddened as she realised the blonde woman had caught her

with her pants down, or to be more precise not on at all. She

lowered her knee from the table and smoothed down her skirt.

"I was just shooting pool." She said innocently.

"Bullshit!" The blonde snorted derisively "You were making a play

for my man."

"I guess I'd better go." Sabrina said moving towards the door.

The tall woman stepped in her way and pushed her back.

"No you don't slut, now you gotta fight for him." She said.

Sabrina thought quickly for a way out and grinned as she recalled

the ideal spell and cast it on herself.

Then something strange happened because the spell was supposed to make her opponent feel whatever she did to her. And as the first punch landed in her gut she realized something was dreadfully wrong. She grabbed her stomach and hit the floor. Then Adriana grabbed her by the wrist and tossed her onto the pool table.

"So, slut you were going to take my man were you. Hey boys we've got a new pocket to shoot pool into now. Try the one between this slut's legs."