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Chapter 3 by Crimson56 Crimson56

What happens?

Magic. And sex toys.

After a few seconds, nothing happens. You turn around and start walking back towards the door disappointed, partly at the book not working and partly at yourself for believing it would. Then you hear faint sparking like electricity running between two metal rods. Turning back around you find all the clutter on your desk has turned into a variety of sex toys. Finally believing that the book works, you quickly write more down, your mind filled with ideas. After erasing the first note, of course. Or most of it anyway.

What's next?

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