Ringing the Golden Bell

You turn to the chapter written in flowing Golden script. On the page is an image of a golden bell, with a bent finger pointing at the bell. Underneath the image are 5 musical notes and two lines of text. Tina moves closer to get a better look at the page.

"What do the bell and the finger mean?" she asks.

"I'm not sure," you reply. "Maybe you're suppose to point to a bell . . . No, no! You're suppose to tap the bell, 5 times, and say the words."

"Try it on me, Pat," begs Tina. "Read the words under it and tap one of my breasts. I mean, they're kind of bell shaped. Maybe it'll turn me into a sex goddess, and all the guys on campus will worship me."

"Well, if it does," you say, "then promise you'll do it on me, too, so we can both have them under our spell."

You hold the book at a better angle for reading the words, while facing Tina with outstretched hand.

"Om ba tuk et," you read, "siri don ambi tet." Then, feeling the tingling sensation returning to your arm, you gently tap Tina's left breast 5 times with your finger. You both wait breathlessly for the spell to take effect.

"Well?" you ask Tina.

"I don't feel any different," says Tina. "Wait. Oh, my! My breast's starting to feel kind of weird?" Tina's mouth drops open, as she starts blinking her eyes fast, as she grabs her breast.

"Oh," she moans and gasps, squeezing her breast. "Oh! Ah!"

Tina's body starts trembling, as she grabs for her crotch, too. She falls back onto the floor, kicking her legs and flinging her arms, trying desperately to grab hold of something. Her back arches, as her legs shake and her fingers claw at the stone floor. Frightened by what you see, you move away from her, not sure of what to do.

"Oh!" she cries. "My whole body's ringing like a bell! Oh, I can't stand it! It's too much!"

You see a large wet spot forming in the crotch of Tina's pants, and the nipples of her breasts pushing through her t-shirt. The flickering flames of the torch reveal beads of sweat on her neck and face.

"Oh, it keeps making me come," shouts Tina, her voice rising in pitch. She starts pulling at her clothes. "Ah! it's doing it again! Oh, I can't stop it! Aah!"

You quickly scan the page of the book for the counter-spell. You see some words at the bottom of the page, just one line of text.

"Rasta!" you shout frantically. "Kum ba lari met."

Then, you see Tina's body suddenly go limp, lying now motionless on the floor. She is breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. Then she struggles to raise herself up to a sitting position.

"Oh, my god," she groans, "that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my life."

"What happened?" you ask. "How did it feel?"

"It started in my breast, like a it was vibrating. Then it went to my pussy. Finally, it was spreading all over my body. It was the most intense orgasm, and it just kept coming and coming."

"Wow! You were really out of control there," you say. "You would have probably kept coming forever, if I hadn't spoken the counter-spell. Maybe we should save that one for someone like Mrs. Sommers, our English Lit teacher. It'd be fun seeing her squirming and begging for relief. We could **** her to give us all A's on every test for the rest of the semester, threatening her with non-stop orgasms if she didn't."

"Yeah," says Tina, "I wouldn't mind seeing that one squirm, the little bitch."