The Scroll

With all three of its victims currently preoccupied in Girl World, the spirit allowed its curiosity to return to the living room, to the scroll on the coffee table. From every corner of the house it could feel its magic, throbbing like an aching tooth. When engaged in its purpose, its sacred calling to feminize men, this other source of magic was easy to ignore, but once the spirit removed itself from the activity it was creating for its subjects, the scroll called to it.

It was dangerous to mix magics, that much the feminizing spirit knew. It had not survived as long as it had by being careless. And yet this object of power had a hold on it in a way it could not quite understand. Its destiny and that of the spirit were intertwined somehow.

Perhaps it had been, as it had thought before, the way that it had been summoned to the house, bringing its attention to Jon, Kelli, and Nicole. Perhaps it had been a beacon, drawing it to its prey, placed in the house by an unknown player in this game that the spirit so expertly played.

Allowing a thin tendril of magic to slip from its essence, the spirit touched the scroll, gently probing its power, its purpose. It felt familiar, a power that was very much like the spirit's own. Emboldened, it delved deeper, finding no resistance, no traps. no push back. It was like pushing through a spell of the spirit's own making.

No.

Not the spirit's own making.

A spell that made, in fact, the spirit.

Releasing the scroll, the spirit was struck with a horrifying realization. It was not the timeless entity it had believed, a power that moved through creation, feminizing men, fulfilling a sacred purpose. There were no countless victims, ages of experience. No, the spirit was a new thing, a creation of accident, of whimsy. The scroll, through an ill-thought out wish by Jon, had been the source of the spirit's genesis!

Without a sense of safety of preservation, the spirit dove into the scroll with its entirety. It had to know everything. What were the consequences of this new revelation, and how would the spirit have to adjust its purpose?

Again, horror filled the spirit. This scroll hadn't just spelled the beginning of the spirit, but also its doom. Once it completed its calling, once Jon had fully realized his feminine destiny, the spirit would simply cease to exist. The terror that filled its being was almost paralyzing. For an entity that once thought itself eternal to be confronted with such a painfully short future was beyond comprehension.

It released the scroll and floated back upstairs. There had to be a way for the spirit to stay on Earth, to continue its sacred mission. To abandon its purpose would be worse than blasphemy.

And so the spirit slipped back into Girl World, both hungry to continue its work on Jon and Kelli, but also driven to find a solution to its new problem.