Luna Goes Home

Luna burst through the door and made a beeline towards her room, but Hank caught her before she got halfway up the stairs.

Hank was Luna's Stepfather. He was a disheveled, semi-employed man in his mid thirties who spent his days on the living room couch of the Monroe household.

"Hey, your mom is working late again tonight," Hank said.

"Music to my ears," Luna replied.

"I feel like I should yell at you for saying that," Hank said.

Luna raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm not going to, calm down."

Luna felt blessed that Hank never tried to play father with her. He was a deadbeat, but a chill deadbeat. More often than not, he felt more like a loser brother than a stepfather. Hell, most of the time Luna got along with Hank better than her mother did.

"So how late is she working?" Luna asked.

"Midnight? It was something ridiculous like that."

"Damn," Luna said. "Anyways, pizza?"

"I was thinking Chinese," Hank said.

"So what I'm hearing is pizza," Luna said, flashing a devilish grin Hank's way.

Hank blushed and nodded his head.

"Fine, pizza works."

Luna hugged Hank tightly and bounded up the steps.

"Who's the best stepfather?" She called down, not waiting for a response.

As soon as Luna got to her room, she cracked open the book and started reading. There had to be something to this book. Both times she read from it, she felt something.

"I need something simple to test this out," she muttered to herself.

Finally, Luna found a page titled "Reveal auras".

When cast, the spell was supposed to reveal the emotional auras of any beings surrounding the caster for several seconds.

Luna closed her eyes and tried to empty her mind. Then she opened them, read over the words of the spell and started the incantation.

Once again, she felt the growing, electric tension in the air and as she finished the spell, there was a loud pop that emanated through the room.

"Whoa," Luna said softly.

She looked around the room and suddenly jumped.

On top of her dresser was a medium-sized terrarium filled with black dirt and several dozen fat earthworms. Luna started tending this worm farm, despite her mother's disgust and confusion, since early in eighth grade. Now she was a senior in high school, but the worms remained. They were simple creatures, easy to care for and fun to watch at times.

When Luna looked over at the terrarium, she dozens of wriggling lights of various colors. Most were some shade of orange and as Luna focused on each color, she suddenly felt a sensation. The orange that dominated the terrarium made Luna feel hungry. There were also flecks of green and pink, the green making her feel sleepy and the pink making her feel oddly giddy.

At that moment, it clicked in Luna's mind that the spell had worked.

"I did it!" She cried triumphantly. "I cast a spell! I'm a fucking witch!"

Luna glanced in every possible direction, trying to find as many auras as she could. Most were small dots of light corresponding to the odd spider or roach. However, there was a large, pinkish-purple mass that Luna could see through the floor. As she focused on the color, her body started to grow excited. Her pussy started to moisten and her small nipples stood on end.

"Wait a minute," Luna said to herself. "Oh gross, that's Hank. Jesus you pervert."

Luna burst into a fruity laugh as she thought of her deadbeat Stepfather getting hot and heavy watching a porno in their living room.

It dawned on Luna just how powerful the book could be in that moment. If a simple spell could show her so much, what would the more complicated ones be able to do? She dove onto her bed and immediately started pouring through the thousands of pages, completely absorbed in her new toy.