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I wasn't sure if it was going to work. I sat in the center of a ring of candles in the dark without any hope. The book in front of me was mostly symbols and latin text, and contained in its binding was some of the most powerful incantations ever known and I was at my last resort.
It was last year around this time that I lost my partner. He was known for not looking both ways when he was crossing the street and it was about time that it finally caught up with him. I identified the body and then the normal funeral processions, casseroles, and condolences followed. A year later and I still didn't know what to do without him. So when I stumbled upon this book at the library during a study session I figured I would try it out.
"Okay, here goes nothing." I said to the collection of items in front of me. Salt, a type of feather, a prized possession, and a few other ingredients required to complete this ritual sat in front of me and I whispered under my breath the spell as I added them each to a mortar and pestle and grinded them up. The prized possession was a photograph of the two of us which I burned and let the ashes fall into the bowl. Once I finished speaking the words on the page I sat in silence. The hope slowly drained away as nothing happened, but then one by one the candles went out and I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder.
"Adam?" The voice was also cold and I lit a candle to find a translucent floating figure that looked exactly like my deceased partner.
"Evan? Holy shit it worked!" I went to hug him, but stumbled forward through him. I dropped the candle and quickly picked it up before anything bad happened. Switching the light on I found Evan floating above the circle with a tail. He looked like what I imagined cartoon ghosts looked like, but much more realistic.
"Okay, we can't touch, but I can't believe I get to see you again." Evan said, swirling around me.
"Well, there is a way to touch, that is just all up to you." I said, flipping the pages in the book. There were a few scribbled images that I traced with my finger and he seemed to understand completely. I pointed across the street, Patrick across the way was someone we both had looked at for a little too long when he was outside mowing the lawn or working on whatever carpentry project was inside his garage. Now he was divorced, home alone, and his wife hated him. The perfect target.
Evan flew right through the window, making the curtains billow back into the room and I rushed across the street to see what was about to happen. I peered in through the windows to figure out where Patrick was, but couldn't find him. It was the thud that told me he was in the bathroom.
"Fuck I look sick." Patrick was taking photos of himself in the mirror when Evan slipped into the bathroom, the invisible entity watching the tattooed man admire his own body. He had no idea how much he would be enjoying having feeling again and once I got my hands on him there was no going back. Evan flew down behind him, realizing suddenly that this man was completely nude as he was face to cheek with his ass. With a smirk, Evan slid his hands together and then shoved them right between those cheeks, slurping up into his hole. Patrick widened his eyes in the mirror, gripping his phone as Evan invaded his hole. He was grunting while Evan pushed his hands further inside, clawing within his body to slither up his ass. His hole tightened around him as though it were trying to keep Evan out, but he fought harder to enter him, the wet sound as Patrick's body tried to accommodate this new being. As more of hims slipped in, his face went numb and started to go wild. His tongue popped out, his eyes rolled back, and his muscles flexed as Evan slithered even deeper.
He broke out of this moment and gripped the sides of the sink, "What is happening to me?!" He screamed and then opened his mouth one last time to moan and yell or make any noise that he possibly could before Evan lurched inside, popping inside of his hole with a wet slurping noise and rocketing himself into his head and ultimately into control. Evan stood there, blinking as he held the phone his fingers tightly pushing the camera button and when he started to move he smiled.
"Holy crap this feels amazing." He posed in the mirror, staring at the bulgin biceps. He tightened his chest, then popped each one until he heard me saying his named.
"Evan, let me in." I rang the doorbell, already excited. I knew it was a success when he answered the door with a grin. He was still naked.
"It worked." Evan said, stepping outside. I pushed him back inside after looking around to make sure that no one saw. I locked the door behind me and felt his strong hands push me up against the door. "I've missed feeling you." He squeezed me close and my hands slipped along his chest.
"Can I?" I said, squeezing his chest and then slipping my hand under his arm. Evan knew what I liked and this felt like a fantay was coming true as he lift his flexed arm and pushed my head into it. I looked up at him and was in bliss as I took in his scent.
I let my tongue slip out and tasted that salty musk for myself before he pulled me away and planted his lips on mine. We made out right there, his body pushing me up against the door as my hand slid around his waist and pulled him in closer. I pushed off my pants and he picked me up, my legs hanging over him so that my ass was against his cock. He pushed into me and I moaned out as I felt him slide his cock inside and I gripped onto him, assisting him in holding me up. I clenched my hole and bit my lip as he used me as a toy, fucking me like it was the first time. I couldn't stop myself as my cock slid between us, sliding against his body until suddenly I was exploding across his chest. He groaned and growled, enjoying the feeling of being inside a human body once more until suddenly he was climaxing inside me. His large muscles flexed and desperately holding me up as I felt him fill my hole and I was smiling as he lowered me back onto the ground. I took another sniff of him before he invited me up to shower.
"You look good in there." I said, feeling up his body. He enjoyed the feeling of not just the water, but also my touching.
"And he's all ours." He leaned in for a kiss.
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