Mind blow

(Republished with kind permission of HeinrichLo)

My body felt weak for some reason. I've had mind-blowing orgasms with her before, but what just happened was out of this world. I am still a little tingly.

"Babe, did you listen to me?" She snapped her finger and brought me back to reality.

"Uh, huh. Yeah, sure, whatever."

I yawned and wrapped my buff arms around her. Weirdly enough, she chuckled at my gesture. Did I do something funny just now?

"You are just too cute, babe," she inched closer and looked me dead in my eyes, "But what if you could be even cuter? Let's say, for example, just as cute as that nerd's little bitch?"

My eyes shot wide open. All these emotions poured back into me as I remembered what had happened in school. My tired eyes were now filled with rage as I glared at her with fury. Despite my threatening grimace, she laughed out loud and pushed my head back against the headboard.

"Calm down, my big bull," she said disarmingly and held up the strange book she read just a minute ago.

"You see this? This is the 'Eroticon', and THIS will be the solution to our little problem."

She waved the book proudly. I was astounded, however. How the fuck was that thing going to help?

It's as if she could read my mind, or at least read my expression, so she began to explain.

"Don't you think our session felt more intense than usual? I know how to get you off, boy, but you must admit you got your mind-blown earlier. I mean, you even passed out!"

She laughed a little bit at what she just said, but I only rolled my eyes.

"Anyways," she continued, "The answer to that is this book. This 'Eroticon' is an ancient relict, passed down from generation to generation in my family. Let's just say that that is also where my insanely high sex drive came from. It's sort of a spellbook, but the catch is that I need a specific type of energy to cast spells."

She gave me a very much loving but also very much evil smile.

"I need to fuck… a lot, to do magic. In short, I am a slut witch and do sex spells."

… She can't be serious. First, the nerd stood up to me, and now my girlfriend went crazy and believed she was a witch. This day was just getting better…

However, before I could say anything, she raised her hand, and it somehow started glowing with a pinkish aura surrounding it.

"Believe me now?" She looked at me, smugly.

Then, out of nowhere, she shoved her whole hand inside my head. Holy shit, I had a hand running through my head! It went through without any resistance as if my head was an open door.

I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. I frantically looked at my girlfriend, but she remained ecstatic about the whole situation.

"Don't resist, babe. Let it happen," she cooed softly.

Her words somehow managed to calm me down. Surprisingly, having a hand inside my skull didn't hurt. Instead, it felt… good? It felt so good. I felt my body getting heavier. I felt my mind slipping. It was difficult to maintain consciousness, but as she said, I didn't resist and let it happen.

"See you soon, 'Tracy'."

Those were the last words I heard before slipping into the dark void of unconsciousness. It felt… liberating.

Slowly, I felt something again.

"… " I heard something buzzing.

That buzzing became a ringing. That ringing became a siren. And finally, that siren became a scream.

"Tracy!"

I heard it clearly this time. 'Tracy', why did that voice call me that?

As slow and calm as that initial wave was, it suddenly turned into a raging beast. My senses crashed into me and threatened to overwhelm me as everything came at once, forcefully.

I suddenly found myself breathing in deeply, grasping for all the air I could get. My eyes trailed around me as if I was looking for an answer to a mystery I set up myself. Everything felt strange and foreign, and yet it felt so familiar all the same. My search came to an abrupt end when I met my reflection in the dark glass of the TV.

Even if it was only a brief encounter, it still managed to calm me down enough. Before my brain could fully realize what I saw, I felt a hand touching my exposed my shoulder.

"Tracy, hey, are you alright?"

I quickly turned around and came face to face with the guy I recognized immediately. Mixed emotions welled inside of me. He tried to put his hand on my forehead, caringly. For some odd reason, I didn't stop him from touching me. Something was wrong, and I needed to escape to recollect myself.

I told him...