The spell turned against the sorcerer

Inside the room, Jerome, who smelled the absurdity of the situation, didn't need to hide so that he wouldn't be seen because the eyes, nose and mouth of the five sisters were very focused on the male figure lying on the floor.

The extravagance of his own situation did not prepare Jerome for what he was going through. Happening and seeing it happen are two very different things, sometimes almost opposite to the mind.

A German once said about the news and sausages that people would be shocked rather than consume if they went to see how they are made.

Fate had played a trick on him, and now he saw five girls shocked by the long, veiny sausage sticking out of a man's teddy bear babydoll convulsing on the carpet in Alpha-Gamma's master bedroom.

Small spots of white skin and the already frayed bra formed a delirious contrast with the slender but markedly toned body of the enormous young black man, almost two meters tall, who couldn't decide between crying and laughing with the unusual movements of a body and a mind completely incapable of obey your soul.

Black as bittersweet chocolate, the giant lying on the carpet was breathing normally again as the girls gasped paralyzed and looked on in astonishment and wonder. There were Rebecca, Regina and also their "minions" Ashley, Emma, Madison and Hannah, amazed and devoted to this modern miracle.

Hannah, at her peril, halfway between fear, fascination and a poorly disguised desire, asked the subject:

• I think the pill you took wasn't the one for insomnia.

And continued:

• Are you okay, Steph?