The future is too much to think about. For now, you’ll enchant Ms. Fellows to keep Leah and yourself out of trouble.

You decide that the simplest thing right now is to enchant Ms. Fellows, so things don’t blow up with Peep’s parents and your Mom tomorrow.

When you click back to the list of spells to get to the Enchantment of Eros spell, you see a new link at the bottom of the list. It reads: “Greater awareness and understanding.”

“Someone’s updating this site,” you say, mostly to yourself as you click on the link. Knowing more about magic might help you figure out what to do next. Abbie kneels next to your chair so she can see the screen. Her hand strokes up and down your thigh.

The link brings you to a page that states: “You have successfully cast three different spells. This indicates that you have sufficient ability and interest to master more complex magic.”

“Fuck, somehow it knows that I cast spells, or whoever made the site knows.” The thought makes you a little paranoid, wondering if someone out there knows what spells you cast, and who you cast them on.

There is another list of spells on this page. You read their descriptions:

Look Far — lets the mage scry any person, object, or location from a distance, sensing everything as if they were there.

Look Back — lets the mage scry a specific point in the past of a place, item, or person, sensing everything that happened nearby as if they were there.

Both Look spells require a deep trance and can cause headaches, blurred vision, and tinnitus for hours after they are used.

Double-headed coin — allows the mage to determine the outcome of a single random event, as long as the odds are about 50/50 or better in their favor. Often this results in some minor bad turn of luck for the caster, sometime in the future.

Below those spells, There is a section entitled Sex Magic, with this introduction:

Sex magic requires a partner who is acting of their own free will, understands the intent of the spell, and believes in magic, so they have confidence it will take effect. The more unconventional and subversive to accepted norms the sexual acts are, the more powerful the effect of these spells. The magic requires two independent wills, therefore, an enchanted person cannot be a partner for sex magic.

Sex Magic spells:

Aegis — protects the subject from any magical influence from a mage other than the caster. The psychic guardrails established by this spell can have the effect of causing the subject to become distrustful and ‘walled-off’.

Financial Windfall — ensures that significant amounts of money will come to the caster or the chosen subject, one way or another. It requires the destruction of an item of value to the caster or subject during the ritual.

Mind Probe — allows you to delve into the memories and thoughts of a subject, to discover anything they know. Have a clear question in mind that you wish to find the answer to. This requires hair, fingernail clippings, a blood stain, or some other sample that was once part of the subject’s body.

Change Memory — Wipe about half a day’s worth of memories from the subject and replace it with a memory you construct. The caster must first Mind Probe the subject’s memory of the time to be erased and replaced.

Like the first spell list, each spell has a link to the ritual used to cast the spell. You click on Financial Windfall link, because you realize that you’re going to need money to keep a house full of slaves. It describes a ritual that involves binding the partner and dripping hot wax on them in specific patterns.

Abbie must be reading along with you, because her hand grips your thigh a little tighter. “Oooh sounds like fun,” she coos.

“I can’t do the spell with you, Abs. It says sex magic only works with an unenchanted partner,” you remind her.

“Just because it won’t make you rich, doesn’t mean you can’t do it with me.” She sticks out her lower lip in a cute pout. “I think you should get plenty of practice before you try it with someone else. I volunteer,” she adds, and giggles.

Tracey rolls out of her bed and stands behind you. She leans down close next to you and wraps her arms around your neck as she looks at the screen.

“Damn, if I had someone willing to do this stuff without enchanting them, I could just make Ms. Fellow’s forget she saw me and Peep in the bathroom,” you say, shaking your head.

Tracey laughs, “If you had someone willing to do that, I don’t think you would have bothered to mind-whammy me in the first place.” She gives you a long, wet kiss on your cheek. “So, I’m glad you didn’t then, but now we should find you someone. You deserve to be rich, and it would make our situation a hell of a lot easier.”

You sigh. “That’s not going to happen today, though. So, I guess it’s time to add Ms. Fellows to the group.”

Tracey says softly in your ear. “You’re sure Ms. Fellows is the one you really want? I get you not wanting to make your own mom your sex ****, but are you avoiding enchanting my mother just to keep it from being awkward for me? You tried to enslave her before, so I know you’re into her. You don’t have to worry about me. If you want her, you can have her. It’ll be weird, but if it makes you happy, it’s what I want, too.”

You shake your head. “No, I’m just trying to contain the situation with the least fallout. If Ms. Fellows reports us, Peep might get locked up by her folks and my mom will be even more suspicious of me. I do wish I knew more about her home life, though. Abbie you have a point about not knowing if she has a partner who’s going to get in the way. Every time I enchant someone, it seems to make even more complications.”

Abbie poked your leg. “You can know more about her home life, Stretch. You have to start thinking more like a wizard. You’ve got a spell that will let you spy on her, now.”

“Fuck! You’re right.” You click on the See Far spell, and read over the ritual. “How much time do we have before your mom gets home?” you ask Tracey, “I’ll take a look at what Ms. Fellows is doing now, and if it looks like she lives alone, I can go ahead and enchant her. But that might take a little time.”

Tracey looked at the time on the taskbar of her computer. “We have a little while. And if Mom gets home before you’re done, I’ll stall her.”

You nod. “OK. Everyone get dressed, so things look innocent if she does come in,” you say, as you find your tee shirt and pull it on. You tell Tracey, “Babe, for the scrying I’ll need a gemstone, a piece of paper to draw an eye on, and a bell, and a candle for the enchantment. Can you get me all that? Peep, keep an eye out the window and let us know when you see Tracey’s mom’s car coming. Abs, well, see if you can come up with a reasonable explanation for what we’re all doing in Tracey’s room with all that stuff, in case her mom does walk in on us.”

Leah heads to the window, and Tracey starts gathering up the supplies. Abbie sits cross-legged on the floor, with her chin resting in her hand.

Once you have everything you need, you carefully sketch the eye symbol shown on the computer screen, ring the bell, and chant the words. Then you lay down on Tracey’s bed with the eye drawing on your face.

After a moment, you see a vision of Ms. Fellows’ living room. She’s sitting at a computer desk typing. She’s changed out of the conservative clothes she wears at school. She’s got on a pair of yoga pants and a loose tee shirt that drapes over her breasts. You can’t help taking in her body for a just moment, since you are planning on owning it soon.

But you are not here to ogle her. You have to find out if she lives alone and how big her place is. You don’t see wedding pictures, or any photos of her with a man or a woman in a romantic hug. On the wall, there are what look like vacation pictures of her with people you guess are her parents and a sister, from the family resemblance. There’s a bookcase next to her desk, and you’re surprised at the number of trashy romance paperbacks on the shelves.

When you look out her front window, you see that you’re in what looks like a garden apartment or condo complex. There’s a small kitchen and a short hallway that leads toward doors that you assume are to a bathroom and bedroom. You try to scout out the rest of the house, but you find that you cannot walk down the hall. After trying to move in a few different directions, you discover you have to stay in places where you have a line of sight to Ms. Fellows.

You get curious and look over her shoulder, to see what she’s typing. On her computer screen, you read that she’s writing a steamy sex scene. Then you notice an open cardboard shipping box in front of the bookcase. Inside are multiple copies of the same book, “The Master of the Hunt,” by Bianca LeFèvre. You see that several of the books on the shelves were also written by Bianca LeFèvre, and there are more than one copy of some of them.

You don’t want to take any more time than necessary, and from what you have seen, you are willing to guess Ms. Fellows lives alone. You concentrate on bringing your senses back to your body.

Your ears are ringing, and there is a dull, aching pressure behind your eyes. You grab the sheet of paper off your face and groan. You don’t open your eyes. “I’m pretty sure she lives alone, in an apartment or condo. And I think she might write sexy romance books.” You laugh, and it makes your head hurt more.

“Get the candle and Ms. Fellows’ hair. Let’s get this done,” you say as you stagger to the desk chair and slump into it.

When you are done casting the spell, you push yourself up to your feet. “I’ve got to get home and lie down,” you say, swaying a little. “Abs, give me a ride.”

At that, all the girls circle you, all trying to climb you to place kisses on your head. They almost pull you off your feet. You lean against them and give each of them a long, deep kiss. Then you make your way down the stairs to Abbie’s car, and she drives you home. You skip dinner and go to bed.