Foremost, I ask for your indulgence. This is primarily a tale of sex. Incest is involved. Along with (if you find it readable enough) some ideas and thoughts of my own, plus a few situations borrowed from a couple of movies. I'll leave you to work that one out.
Finally, I admit to being a novice to putting my hands on a keyboard and watching something that was born of an idea! Appear before your eyes.
So forgive my grammatical errors, and whatever other mistakes I've made. I'm sure words of wisdom will come forth.
But thanks for even trying. Hope some of you enjoy.
Tod worked at the university library. His friends had jobs in local restaurants and some bars. The library worked for him though he had access to books that otherwise would be unavailable to him.
His studies on medieval religious history meant that most of the books he wanted, where in the restricted section, hence his job in the library. Now, most people reading this will assume that Tod was a bookworm. A student that shied away from the typical student partying, which he did, not because he couldn't get a girl, far from it. Tod was five ten, good looking, with an athletic build. The girls seemed to like him. His reluctance to get involved with a girl was helped by one girl, assuming he had a sweetheart at home and wanted to remain faithful. So the legend of one boy remaining faithful was born.
The truth was far simpler than that. High school had taught him that while you may look like a perfect physical specimen, his one shortcoming led to ridicule and rejection. Most people go through some sort of torment at high school. Most pass once the bullies find someone else to pick on.
Not the case with Tod. His first day in gym class, or I should say the changing rooms, was where it began. Tod had the misfortune to be born with a small penis, and I mean small. And as we all know men and boys measure themselves on physical appearance. One mean spirited guy gave him the nickname of peanut, and it stuck. Once the girls heard about it, let's just say dating was not an option.
His mom knew this would happen at some point and did her best to console him. The only time she blew up about it was when his younger sister came home one day and straight out asked him why people called him peanut. That was a low point for Tod.
Eventually, he learned to either give in to the name calling or embrace it. Wearing a t-shirt with the peanut characters on it made all the difference. The bullies knew Tod had them beat. He no longer hid away.
After two years of working in the library, Tod found the book he was looking for. A small little-known book of spells and incantations. Every time that he entered the restricted section to return books. He would spend time with that little book. He copied the pages until he had everything he needed.
Living off campus suited Tod. His one-bedroom apartment, along with a cat that seemed to have adopted him. Meant he could study without the noise of student night life.
Opening his laptop, he clicked open the file, holding the pages from the book. Half an hour later, he'd added the last few pages.
The cat was rubbing against his leg, mewling to be fed. Once the cat was happily eating, he made a quick sandwich, grabbed a soda, and sat at his desk. Browsing through the pages, he found one for incantations. Reading the words in his mind, he smiled at the thought of summoning a lesser demon. A phrase popped into his mind. "Be careful what you wish for!" Tod stroked the cat, which was now sitting on his desk, watching him work on his laptop.
Tod read the incantation aloud. He sat back, stroking the cat, which was now in his lap, purring like a car engine. Whether it was the cat's purring or the end of a long day, Tod felt sleep creeping over him. He lay on his sofa. The cat joined him, curling its self against his chest.
Tod slept. A deep sleep full of his high school memories, voices echoed from his past mixed with naked women laughing.
In his dreams, he could hear a voice calling his name. Everything else had faded to black. Nothing else, just the voice. Then he watched as a cat appeared. Approaching him, it sat and started grooming itself. When the cat stopped. It raised its head and spoke.
Being a dream, Tod thought nothing of a talking cat. "What do you want of me?" the cat asked.
Not receiving an answer, the cat asked again. "You summoned me! What do you want?" in his mind Tod realised that working on the book had affected his dream, hence the talking cat, and the fact it was a demon.
"I don't understand. I thought the incantation was just a myth!" he answered.
"Well, while this maybe a dream! It's real. We find this works best if I was to appear in all my devilish glory! You would most likely have died from the shock. Therefore, appearing as a cat is a far better solution, besides. I like cats." the cat cleaned it's self again.
"So I ask you again! What do you want of me?" Tod tried to focus on the right question to ask.
"What can you do?" he asked the cat. The cat laughed. Tod felt his skin crawl at the sound. A talking cat, his mind could deal with. But a laughing cat was just too much.
"What can I do for you?" the cat answered. I can fulfil your desires! For a price?" Tod thought about that. Life had been good so far. He was smart, good-looking, and healthy. He also knew what he wanted as a career and that he would achieve that goal. Then a thought hit him.
"I can ask for anything?" he asked.
"Within reason!" the cat replied. "What did you have in mind?" the cat/demon stared at Tod, waiting for his answer.
"could you alter a part of my body?" the cat licked its paw before answering.
