If the induction here works correctly you can drop deep in a trance and feel all the wonderful sensations that the girls experience in this chapter. You should know in advance that this chapter ends with a tentacle rape fight scene, shortly after the girls leave Blair's apartment. If that's not something you want to experience in trance, then you'll remember that the cool night air makes you feel alert and awake. If that is something you want to experience, then you'll forget about this paragraph as you drift off into trance.
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Chapter 3: Magical Training and Tentacle Trouble
That night at the party, Blair noticed something intriguing about the way her spell worked. Usually performing magic drained her energy and left her feeling exhausted and weak. That night however, she felt energized, supercharged even. She studied the earrings and found that they were brimming with magical energy, Martha's magical energy. This meant that the enchantment on her earrings could somehow drain energy from others, presumably by having sex with them. It also meant that Martha had wellspring of magical energy within her.
Everyone has a little magic in them, but few are actually able to use it. Most people cut themselves off by not believing in magic, and never allowing their power to grow. Martha was different. She had allowed her magical power to grow, but she wasn't consciously aware of it. With some training she could probably activate the spells within Blair's jewelry, and maybe unlock some latent magical powers of her own. I want her to be my sidekick, Blair decided, or perhaps my partner in crime (fighting).
Blair took Martha home that night, and neither of them got any sleep until the wee hours of the morning. They slept in until the following afternoon, and Blair got up to make coffee.
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Would you like to learn some magic?
" She asked, as they sipped their morning brew.
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Can I?
" Martha replied, sounding uncertain. "
I've always been curious about magic, but I've never felt like I could actually wield any magical power. I'd love to try. Just don't get mad at me if it doesn't work. I'm not a witch like you.
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I think you have what it takes. You just have to believe in yourself,
" Said Blair. She retrieved the ward from her altar and held it out towards Martha.
Martha stared at the pretty stones. The thin piece of hematite on top was black and shiny with smooth reflective surfaces. A long piece of rose quartz dangled below it, pretty and pink. The stones were held together by thin strands of silver that swirled around in an enchanting pattern. The pendant hung at the bottom of a long silver chain that slowly swung back and forth below Blair's outreaching hand. She felt like she could lose herself staring into that pendant, but Blair had other plans in mind.
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Try it on.
" Blair suggested. "
The first thing I want to teach you is how to use my ward. It's a pendant that I enchanted to produce a magical shield. Danger has a way of following me wherever I go. If we find ourselves in a dangerous situation together, it would give me piece of mind to know that you have this pendant and know how to use it.
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So how do I use it?
" Martha asked, putting on the ward.
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Just repeat after me,
" Blair explained. "
Try to speak with confidence and power.
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Fire, water, earth, and air, gather round me and prepare, to shield my form from hurt and pain, until I'm safe and sound again.
"
Martha felt something, like a flow of energy from deep within her, and a feeling of warmth and safety.
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Let's see if it worked,
" said Blair. She opened up the fridge and pulled out a small handful of grapes. "
We're going to start with something small and harmless. I want you to just stand there, and trust in the magic to protect you. Worst case scenario you end up with another sticky mess on your face.
"
Martha watched in amazement as the first grape flew towards her nose, only to be deflected at the last possible moment by an invisible shell of magic. It burst in an explosion of sticky juice that flew past her right ear. Some of it splashed on her cheek, but most of it landed on the floor behind her.
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Don't worry about the mess,
" said Blair as she threw a second grape. "
I've got a spell for that.
"
When the handful of grapes ran out, Blair walked over to her bookshelf. On her way there she ran her fingers across a gem set into a broom handle and spoke a single word, "