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I posted this on fictionmania a few years ago - it
Date: 6/11/2017, Categories: Fetish, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: bonnykate, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
"Wow." Andre looked at me over the top of his too small glasses (well, he had a big - read fat - face, maybe glasses weren't made in his size?). "That is so awesome - a spell of possession!" We had found an old book in the back of the stacks of the Miskatonic University. Andre was an "intellectual" - he was always thinking about something. If he wasn't thinking about one thing, he was thinking about something else. So, he gravitated to libraries, and I was his best friend, so I sometimes gravitated with him. It was a very strange book; the binding was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was some kind of very soft leather, the color of tanned skin, with the embossed face of a demon on the cover. It felt sort of creepy to run your fingers along it. And, there was no library card in the back. It didn't say it was a reserved book, but it didn't exactly invite itself for check out. So Andre hid it under the copious folds of his sweatshirt (or, maybe the copious folds of his fat, but I'd rather not think about that) and we left with it. Back safely in Andre's room (also full of books, why he needed to steal any was beyond me), he started to read it. He said it was in English, although it didn't much look like it, from around the time when settlers first came to the Americas (meaning the United States, he just spoke that way.) Apparently, the Indians (translation of his phrase "aboriginal inhabitants" - you get the idea, so I'll stop now) had some knowledge of magic that they ...