Girlfriend Fetish Harem

Your girlfriend finds a magic box that splits her from one into five people with a twist

Chapter 1 by mr.z mr.z

"Honey, I'm home." You say intentionally trying to make your fiance cringe. Walking into the new house you two bought together, the novelty of owning your first house and living a couple of states away from your families has not worn out on you yet. You and April, after saving up enough money, were finally able to afford moving to this house in Salem Oregon. Inheriting it from a deceased relative also helped bring the price down, people tend to not want to live where someone died. Don't worry, they died of old age and natural causes.

"You're home early." You hear the lovely voice of your better half say from up the stairs. Looking around the house, the hard wood floors, the light blue walls with white trimmings, the clean white tile floor of the kitchen in the room over, the 36 inch flat screen TV in the living room,you just take it all in. Happy to be done with work.

"It was only a half day. Where you at April?" You ask while ascending the stairs.

"I'm in the attic. It took us just under two months, but I finally finished unpacking all of our stuff."

"Did you ever think after all of these years we'd move into a house that looks like the one from Hocus Pocus."

"I love our Hocus Pocus house." You walk into the attic to see your soon to be wife putting away some boxes into the corner. She is wearing tight jeans, with a white thermal hoodie that has a big black horizontal strip in the middle. Her black hair freshly combed and smelling like shampoo as you sneak up behind her to place a kiss on her neck.

"How was school today?"

"Don't know, didn't have school today. And I won't have school for the rest of the summer." She turns around to return the kiss. That's one of the plus sides to being an elementary school teacher, summer vacation.

"Well, you can school me any time you want, Mrs. McCallister." You two exchange kisses until April suddenly remembers something she wanted to show you.

"Wait Marty, check this out. I found something cool I wanted to show you." Your future wife pulls out an old dusty box. "I think this was left over from the previous owners."

"Right, your great aunt, or was it your uncle?"

"I thought it was one of your relatives?" You both ponder over who's relative it was, the explanation having a lot of different aunts, uncles, spouses, and cousins involved. "Anyways, check this out. I think it's an antique music box." She pulls out a hand crafted wooden box. The sides have panels like a Rubik's cube with circles in the center of each face.

"Think its worth anything?"

"I'm not sure." April opens the top of the box. Inside there is a mirror, the lid has an inscription carved into it. April puts on her reading glasses. "It says, A gift to those who wish to seek out new fantasy's made real. What is impossible shall become reality to fulfill the physical needs of the mortal heart."

"Maybe we should put back the creepy dead person's box that has old timey English carved into it."

"What's wrong, this thing seems cool."

"There are tons of horror movies that start out like this. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen a movie where finding an old, creepy, dusty thing ever leads to something good."

"What about Jumanji."

"Robin Williams ended up in the jungle for 20 years." April ignores your points as she twists and turns around the bottom of the box. The mirror inside rotates and changes like a kaleidoscope, she twists around the circle panel in the center one of the panels until it pops forward like a button. She presses it then there was a loud bang and flash of light. "What was that?" You ask as you get up, something knocked you to the ground, you think.

"I'm not sure, can you help me up." You walk over to April, she must have fallen onto the stack of boxes, this room needs cleaning up now. You pick her up, noticing that her hair is now in a bun and her reading glasses look thicker. "Are you okay?"

"Well, I don't seem to be suffering from any major injuries. I am not sure where that light illuminated from, nor what caused me to fall but I am perfectly healthy." April says to you as if she is talking to one of her students.

"I don't know what that was either but it was one hell of a surprise. Ha ha." You hear April's voice but it was coming from behind you. You turn around and see April picking herself from out of the pile of boxes except now she has her hair in pigtails.

"What the fuck." You say out of shock as you see the cheerful looking brunette.

"Who's she." The April in front of you says. "Who's she?" The April behind you says. "Who are they." The April to the left of you says.

"What the fuck." The third girl looks a lot more pale than the other two as she steps out from the shadows. Her pigtails are braided, her hair being pitch black and she is wearing black lipstick with black mascara.

"Well, this is something that doesn't happen every day." The goth April says in a dead pan tone.

"Oh wow, this is cool. I mean weird but cool." The cheery April comments as she takes a step closer to analyze her doppelgangers. "It's like I'm seeing double, wait make that triple." She points out another April with her hair tied back in a ponytail. Her arms crossed as she taps her foot with an annoyed expression.

"What the fuck."

"We heard you the first time for fucks sake. Now can someone explain to me why I'm standing here with me myself and I in the same room." The angry April says.

"Okay wait." You try to bring some order into this. "Is there anyone else here? Is this everyone?"

"I'm here." A quiet quivering voice comes in behind you as a fifth April walks in. Her long hair partially draped over her face as if she is trying to hide.

"Okay, so there is five of you."

"Five Aprils, that's gotta be super confusing." The cheery one points out.

"Maybe we should come up with nicknames. Just to simple things down." The newest April says as she strokes her hair in a nervous manner. The five girls start arguing over who's gonna be called April, the assertive one trying to claim it but gets shot down by the others. You knew the only fair way was for you to decide on what to call them.

"Hey, I'll decide since I'm impartial to all of this." You then start pointing to each one. "Autumn, Winter, Summer, Spring... and June." You point to the Goth, Brainy, Grumpy, Happy, and Shy Aprils in that order.

"Really, you're too lazy to pick actual names, you just chose seasons and a month?" The aggressive April, you mean Summer said. "I mean were you looking at a calendar or something. At this point we should be happy you didn't choose colors."

"Fine, those monikers will have to do but we should figure out how to get us back to one. There shouldn't be five of us.That is not even possible." The Winter remarks.

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock. You wanna try figuring this out Poindexter." Summer snaps back.

"Well, conventional means did not do this to us. It's not possible to split a person up into five with science. Which only leaves magic and I think that is a factor no one can argue with the evidence we have observed." The one with the glasses is right. You noticed that they are all your fiance but they are all different. There is a goth one, a brainy one, a shy one, a tempered one, and a happy one. The happy April takes the magic box and proceeds to mess around with it. "What are you doing?"

"What, you said this thing is what split us. Maybe it can un-split us." The two begin to fight over it as the others get involved rearranging the box until a bright light flashes. In trying to reverse this spell, a new one was cast on the girls instead. What happens to them?

To reiterate:

Grumpy April = Summer

Happy April = Spring

Goth April = Autumn

Shy April = June

Brainy April = Winter

What Fetish Do The Girls Get Cursed With?

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