Sympathetic Magic Ch 1-2

Sympathetic magic

For those that like fantasy, with some naughty parts mixed in, here you go!


I found the old book slid down in-between two shelves in the old bookstore I liked to frequent. I only found it because the book I was reaching for got knocked off and ended up just on top of it. It took me a while to move the other books in the way, and twist my arm just right until I could pull them out. The one I wanted was the sequel to a book I had finished last week. The old book was something completely different. The binding of the book, although old, had barely legible gold and red lettering, saying something like Tractacus Sympathetica.

Out of curiosity, and because I was developing a love for old books, I opened it up, and found the writing inside better preserved. It even seemed to be handwritten, by more than one person as the script changed frequently from page to page.

I bought the old book and two others for under 5 bucks, and figured I had done pretty well, not realizing the treasure I had just procured. When I got home with my find, I almost ran into my older sisters friend Kristen coming out the front door. She was only about 3 months older than me, and in the last 3 months before my 18th birthday, had lorded it over me with her “adult” status. “Watch it bonehead!” my sister said as she brushed past me.

“Yeah, watch it bonehead!” Kristen said with a little grin. Her grin took the sting out of it, and I only blushed a little as I went inside. Kristen was incredibly hot, at least to me. She had long dark hair, put up in a pony tail most of the time, full lips that were stretched in a smile to almost everyone, dazzling green eyes, and a light complexion. Her body was stunning of course, as pretty much all the other cheerleaders were too. Her breasts weren’t as big looking as some of the girls, but on her small frame they were amazing. I got caught looking at them a few times, and had been embarrassed by my sister about it. Kristen’s legs and ass though…. That was where she really excelled. I had looked at them for the last couple of years any chance I got. Since my sister Dee was a cheerleader too, that was pretty often. Dee was my step sister actually, but our parents got married when we were little, so I just thought of her as my sister.

I shifted my books so I could adjust my boner inside my shorts. That short glance at Kristen was all it took to get my blood pumping, if you know what I mean. After a quick peek out the window to see the girls getting into the car we shared, I gave a big sigh, and headed up to my room. They usually both spent the night at either our house, or Kristen’s house on the weekend. It looked like they were heading to Kristen’s tonight. I had a serious crush on Kristen, but since I was her best friends younger brother (even if only by 10 months) I never had a chance. I got to my room, and dumped out my backpack, putting my school books by the desk, and the new books on my bed. I picked up the old book first, intending to put it on my to-be-read shelf, but curiosity got the better of me, and I opened it and started to read.

‘As you have been trusted with this treatise, be careful of its powers’ was the first line in the book. I thought that was an odd way to start a novel. As I read on, it kept referring to the properties of sympathy, and contagion. I was starting to get the idea that I had found some kind of old text book or something, until I read ‘Using the spells of sympathy on a mind stronger than your own can result in losing your own will. Care must be taken in this as in all sympathetic magic.’ Holy Crap! I had found some kind of old book on magic! I laughed out loud, thinking this would be fun to read. I did not take it seriously of course. I was 17, and although I read some fantasy books still, I was mostly into science fiction these days.

I read for quite a bit, covering spells and setup for linking your mind to someone else’s, including the ingredients and steps needed. Some spells were for linking things together so they could not be lost. I thought that would be great for when I lost my keys. One that seemed sort of interesting was creating a portal between two surfaces. The book said the portal could not be seen, and would only last a few days, unless other steps were taken to strengthen the spell.

“Dave!” With my mom calling me for dinner the book had to wait, since I was always starving by dinner time. My mom and I got along pretty well now, since I had mostly outgrown my teenage brat years, as my mom put it. This was a good thing, since Dee and I would be graduating in about 6 months, and neither one of us wanted or could afford to go out on our own just yet. Dinner was quick, without much conversation, as mom was headed out with friends for the night.

After dinner I cleaned the kitchen, a solo job since Dee was not here to help, and headed back to my room.