An open book

"Mike..." Janet spoke slowly.

"That was, erm, more than I expected." Mike rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"Mike that was-"

"Very fun." A low endogenous voice interrupted Janet.

The two young librarians looked down in shock from where the voice was emanating, the book. The glowing and swirl of the letters on the page slowly faded away until they were once again still.

"Um...Hello?" Mike asked the book, but received no answer.

"Mike!" Janet finally regained his attention. "This is insane!"

The young man pulled his eyes away from the book back to his co-worker. Despite the concerned tone of her voice, she began to laugh. "Mike! Do you know what this is?"

"Uhhh, a magic book that just picked you up in the air and tickled your pussy. At least... I think that's what it was doing."

"I mean, well yeah it did, but Mike! This is fucking magic! Like, real magic!" Despite her apparent excitement, Janet was still keeping her voice down low.

Mike glanced around, but it seemed they were still alone in this corner of the library. "Yeah. I mean, yeah, I guess it is." Mike scratched the back of his head as he eyed the now motionless book. He still had the image of Janet squirming sexily beneath the onslaught of the book's magic, and he was trying to not focus too hard on what else he could do to Janet with this. "Wanna figure out what else it can do?" He smiled up at the pretty girl.

"Are you kidding?" Her eyes were wide. "Of course!"

"Alright." Mike laughed a bit nervously, and began flipping randomly thorugh the pages of the magical tome. "Let's see what else is in here."

Janet peered down at the book and observed the strange font as he flipped about trying to find a table of contents or something like it. "How can you read that? I don't recognize the language at all."

"Hmmm? It's just English, in like a weird cursive or something." Mike answered absent mindedly as he landed on a page that seemed promising.

"...Mike that's definitely not English." Janet responded after looking back down to the book.

Mike had not heard her though, as he excitedly read through another incantation. "Okay okay, now this seems cool." Mike said excitedly as he scooped the book up from the counter and made his way back to the storage room. He looked back when he saw Janet was following. "C'mon! Do you wanna mess with this thing out in the open?"

"Mike I..." Janet looked around and bit her lip. "Alright, fine. Let's go to the back."

In a storage area through a hallway behind the counter, Mike placed the book down on an old wooden desk and pulled up a wooden chair. Opening the book back up to the same page, he sat down as Janet peered over his shoulder. "Alright, so if I'm right, this spell...thing...should make me be able to leave my body in an 'astral form' or something." He explained excitedly.

"An astral what?" Janet looked at him concernedly.

"An astral f - like a ghost." He explained. "I can leave my body like a ghost, move around, then come back."

"Mike that... Are you sure that's safe? We don't even know what exactly this book is. Actually, how do you even understand how to do what it says? How do you know it will work?" Janet looked to him for an explanation.

"I... I don't know, I just do. It worked last time, didn't it?" He grinned up at her.

"You mean just now when I was lifted up into the air while something tried to magically finger me?" She put her hands on her hips and looked down at him accusingly.

"Uh, yeah. That."

She smacked him harmlessly on the shoulder. "Mike!" She tried not to laugh. "This could be dangerous!"

"It'll be fine! Here, watch." Mike turned back to the book and quickly read the incantation on the page. There were actually some sort of warnings on the page, but Mike skimmed them quickly and figured whatever they were talking about was not going to be a problem.

As soon as the last syllable left his lip, the words on the page began to glow green and swirl. "Mike..." Janet stepped back warily, but his eyes were transfixed on the two open pages.

On the right sheet, the words began to swirl and move until they formed the outline of a handprint. They continued to swirl and move, but the handprint never wavered. "Here goes nothing!" Mike smiled back at Janet before placing his hand in the designated spot.

"Mike wait!" Janet gasped.

When his hand touched the page, something suddenly jolted him out of the chair and flew him across the room. "Fuck shit fuck fuck damn it!" He cursed as the room spun around him.

Suddenly he found himself standing upright a few yards behind Janet. Except he was not standing, he was floating. Or...something, it was hard to describe. As Mike looked down at himself, he felt like he had a body, and he could almost see it if he tried hard enough. But there really was not anything there.

"Mike?" Janet asked slowly.

"Janet! It worked!" He laughed.

"Mike?" She asked again, slowly approaching his body.

"Janet can you hear me? I... oh, this is weird." Mike looked past Janet and saw himself still sitting at the desk, his hand still on the page with the rest of his body sagging, not quite limp, but not quite awake either.

"Janet?" He called out a bit louder this time, but his co-worker still did not react.

He tried to walk or move, and he found himself propelling forward across the dingy storage room. Mike felt like he was either flying or walking, and the fact that he could not figure out which made him immediately stop trying to think about it. Instead, he focused on Janet and his **** body, and he began to approach.

"Mike?" Janet shook his body's shoulder to no response. Mike was right behind her now, and as he watched her touch his body, he noted that he could not feel anything. At least like this.

His gaze returning to Janet, he suddenly had an idea how to test his touch. Reaching down he grabbed a good handful off her ass, and she jumped up with a surprised squeak.

"Mike!?" She looked down at his still motionless body, then away to peer around the seemingly empty room.

Mike laughed, but she did not respond. "Janet can you hear me?" He called out loudly, to no reaction from the woman.

"Alright, well... I should probably get back in my body." He mumbled to himself.

Focusing on his empty carcass, he hovered over behind it. As he got closer, he could feel a subtle **** tugging at him, as if his body had its own gravitational pull. As he got closer, the **** increased, and he let himself be pulled in by it. The room began to rush, and suddenly he breathed in with a deep gasp and fell out of the chair.

"Ow." He groaned as he lay sprawled out on the concrete floor below the desk.

"Mike! Are you alright?" Janet kneeled down over him.

He sucked in another breath as his senses returned to him. He continued to breathe deeply as he realized that the entire time he was floating around, he had not felt the need for air.

"That was awesome!" He laughed, pulling himself back up to his feet.

"Mike was that... did you touch me?" Janet sounded unsure.

Mike grinned. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh for god's sake, I thought you had died!" Janet shoved him.

Mike laughed and looked down at the book, then back to Janet. "Let's do it again."