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Chapter 22 by Sarckle Sarckle

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BBQ with my Cult

“This is more than a little crazy, Bobs,” Haley said, her arm around my shoulder. The church was filled with women, each of them having something to do with the ring.

The handful of elves, it’s not all of them, I saw more than that in Felicity’s video. Speaking of Felicity, I invited her too, she was mingling. The cheerleaders had cups probably filled with **** provided by the House. Molly was outside with the cook at the grill. Regina was talking to Gabriella, striking a variety of poses. She’d immediately started talking about old statues of her and tried to convince Gabriella to do one of her too.

“Right? I feel bad, I don’t remember any of them,” I said sipping from my cup. “I mean I cured cancer!”

Haley laughed squeezing the sides of my head, “Got to make sure your head doesn’t get to big from all this.”

“Very funny,” I laughed pushing her hands aside. Then, I straightened my bubblegum hair. “But for real, I can do anything.” I held up my ring hand, “And to think lately, I’ve just been making puppy dog nails.”

“Yeah, thanks a lot for that. Casey made fun of them when I got back.” Casey was one of Haley’s coworkers, I didn’t know her very well. I didn’t work with her much when I was still at Hare. "She thought I spent lunch getting a childish manicure."

“Um excuse me, sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to say hi.” Hot damn, a cute little blonde was standing there. I couldn’t see any noticeable changes, no elf ears for sure.

I held out my hand, “Hi, I’m Bobbi.” I wanted to slap myself, I was still getting used to the fact that everyone here already knew who I was.

“I know. I’m Sarah, you helped me get pregnant.” I did what! Probably seeing the look of surprise on my face, she quickly started in, “No, no, not like that, it’s just I had an accident when I was younger, left me, um unable to conceive,” waving over her abdomen. “Just got my positive test yesterday.”

“Oh my, congratulations,” I said giving her a hug.

“Thanks, I’d love to introduce you to my partner. They weren’t there that night, but they’d love to thank you too.” I let her lead me away from Haley. “Janet, Bobbi, Bobbi, Janet.”

Janet had their long brunette hair pulled back in a ponytail. An array of pearl earrings were in both their ears. “So you’re the woman’s whose name is on my wife’s ass,” they said shaking my hand.

I gave a nervous chuckle, “Yeah, sorry about that. I can probably remove that before long.”

“Nonsense, hell letting us finally have a baby, I’d let you mark me,” they said, before kissing their wife.

“Well, I can do that right now,” I smiled. We all laughed.

“If you ever need anything, we’d be happy to help,” Sarah said, wrapped in her partner’s arms.

The doors flew open, a purple-skinned woman rushed towards me. “It’s really you!” she sounded like she was on the verge of tears. “Please, change me back,” she dropped to her knees, grabbing at my hands. “I was drunk, I didn’t think any of it was real,” tears started dribbling over her cheeks.

A couple of the others had asked for favors. I was able to skirt around the issue, not wanting to disappoint my new following. But how could I deny this poor girl? But I was scared, did I have the power right now to change her skin color? My gaze flicked between my ring and her purple face.

I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders. “I think you have to tell them,” Regina whispered in my ear, “I don’t think you have the strength.”

I swallowed my pride. “Everyone, I’ve got something to tell all of you,” I announced to the room, the purple girl still clutched my hand. “I can’t do all those things I did that night.”

“Why?” the girl sobbed at my feet, finally letting go of me, wiping away her tears.

A pain panged in my heart. I was letting her down. I was letting all of them down. “That night was my first time with it, this power. I didn’t understand it, it has limits. I hurt myself by overdoing it. I’m recovering and hopefully, I’ll be able to do it all again one day soon,” I said, reaching down to wipe away a tear from a purple cheek.

“Recovering? Can we help? I’m a doctor, I could write a prescription for something,” one of the women in the crowd spoke up.

“**** won’t help,” Regina spoke up. “She needs sex and practice.”

The room erupted in whispers and giggles. “Everyone this is Regina, if you haven’t already met her. She’s kind of like my spirit guide to my powers.”

“What does she mean sex and practice?” another voice spoke up.

I steadied myself, looking for the right words. “Practice using the powers. I can do small things right now, like changing nail polish or cutting your hair, but the more I do the stronger I get.” I took a moment before continuing, “And well I think we all know what sex is. Apparently my powers are connected to my sexuality and more sex equals more power.”

The whispers and giggles returned. “I’ll sleep with you,” a voice piped up in the back. “Me too.” “Anytime, anywhere.” Hands started raising, most everyone willing to help. Hot damn, it was crazy to hear so many woman volunteering to sleep with me. While also being oddly heartwarming.

I dropped to the ground, bringing myself face to face with the purple girl. “What’s your name?” I asked.

Through her sobs, she said, “Jazmin.”

“Jazmin, I’m going to fix this. Do you have a picture? From before.” She pulled out her phone, showing me a selfie. I studied her complexion, mentally capturing the correct shade of tan. I focused on it, the ring flared to life. I clenched my jaw, bearing the pain for as long as possible.

“Stop,” Regina urged.

I listened opening my eyes, flicking my hand trying to brush away the pain. I’d managed to clear up most of Jazmin’s face. “I’ll do more when I can,” I breathed heavy, leaning back into Regina’s arms.

She looked at herself in her phone’s camera. Touching her non-purple cheeks. “Thank you so much,” her tears started all over again. Her hairline, jaw, and ears were still purple, but her brow cheeks and nose were returned to normal.

“It’s the least that I could do,” I sighed, still feeling the shooting pain in my arm. Did I push it too far?

Gabriella appeared at our side, “I’ve got a bed in the back room. She can rest back there.”

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