Part 3
The door opened and Rebecca walked in, followed by a beautiful girl, with much resemblance with the woman, wearing a cheerleader's uniform. The old man was sitting in his rocker, looking frail agaiin.
"Gabe, this is my sister, LeAnne. LeAnne, this is my boyfriend, Gabe." The girl looked surprised.
"He's your boyfriend? But... He's so old!"
"Age is just a number, young lady," the old man said then chuckled. "Have a seat here, girl. Rebecca, get your sister some juice."
"But I don't..."
"LeAnne," her older sister warned. "I said be nice."
"Fine. I'll drink juice." The girl moved to sit on the chair while her sister went to the kitchen. Moments later she returned and handed the glass over. LeAnne took a big gulp of juice then smiled sarcastically.
"How was the afternoon, Gabe?" Rebecca asked as she knelt in front of the old man, putting her arm on his thigh.
"Quite lonely." There was a time jump and LeAnne began slumping back.
"What's wrong with my sister?" Rebecca asked with alarm.
"Tweedledee." Now Rebecca was slumping. "There is nothing wrong with your sister, Rebecca. You will remember nothing has been wrong with her. On your feet and go to the bedroom." When she stood he got up and examined the girl. "Such a bratty slut. I'll make you an obedient slut like we do to all the others. Ordinarily we wait until we marry the mothers of our sexy sluts. But you have no mother. However, your sister is quite pleasing and has given herself to me for my pleasure. LeAnne."
"Yes?"
"Stand, LeAnne." She did then he fondled her breasts. "Follow me, LeAnne." He led the hottie into the bedroom where her sister stood. "Sit, Rebecca." Then he turned to LeAnne. "Whatever I tell you while you're in this trance, you will believe, LeAnne.
"You are less bratty than you were when you came in. And when you hear your sister say, 'But I love him so much,' you will lose all your bratty and be happy that your sister has found a man to give the pleasure of her body to. And you want to share in the joy of her giving, but don't know how. You want to watch her giving her body to me but are very embarrassed by it.
"You will accept and do my suggestions. You will believe whatever I tell you or your sister. You will obey your sister. You will have a very pleasant sensation all over your body at my merest touch. Though you will also cringe knowing it was a wrinkly, old man who touched your smooth, young skin. Your desire for pleasure will war with the sight of my old body. Only the sight of your sister giving me pleasure will allow you to accept your pleasure. But always that disgust is beneath the pleasure.
"When only I say the word, 'tweedledum', you will return to this trance state and believe everything I tell you within it.' Rebecca, when I pat your back 3 times, you will say to your sister, 'But I love him so much.'" He sat on the bed beside Rebecca, putting his hand on her thigh.. "Rebecca, LeAnne, I will count to 3 then you will return to a normal state. 1... 2... 3." The sisters blinked a couple times. Rebecca looked happy to be next to him and LeAnne looked less upset.
"I don't understand your problem with Gabe, LeAnne. I've always wanted an older man.
"But he's really old. And all wrinkly." The old man chuckled.
"And you don't think a wrinkly, old man should touch such smooth, young skin?"
"No, it's gross."
"But have you ever tried it?" he asked.
"Of course not."
"Then try it before you say it's gross, sexy girl. Come closer and let me touch you for a few moments."
"I..."
"Oh just try it, LeAnne. You really might enjoy Gabe touching you." With a single nod the girl moved closer. The old man smiled as he put a hand on her inner thigh and the other just above her uniform neckline. He slid his thigh hand up under her skirt and all the way to press deeply against her pussy. His upper hand he slid a finger along the neckline then down, between her breasts then to either side, over one breast then back and across the other. LeAnne had tried to talk, while he was touching her but something prevented her.
"So? Still think it's gross?" Rebecca asked, then kissed the old man's cheek. The young girl looked confused and he smiled.
"It's... It's all those wrinkles," LeAnne put out lamely. The old man tapped Rebecca's shoulder 3 times.
"But I love him so much," Rebecca said and LeAnne let out a sigh.
"Come. Maybe if you have a seat beside your sister and watch us you'll get the idea of why your sister wants to give her body to me for my pleasure."
"Alright." As the girl sat watching, the old man began frenching Rebecca and playing with her breasts. After a couple minutes he began unbuttoning her blouse then slid it off and undid her strapless bra. He pulled back briefly with a smile.
"You should tell your little sister to take off your skirt and panties then to take my pants and underwear off."
"LeAnne, take my skirt and panties off then take Gabe's pants and underwear off." The girl did it, almost pulling back when she saw his long, hard dick.
"Now have her sit on my lap facing me and remove my shirt." Rebecca smiled.
"Do what Gabe said, LeAnne." She clearly didn't want to, but obeyed her sister and was about to get off his lap. "No, LeAnne. Stay there. I like seeing you on his lap when he's naked. It makes me want him to fuck me even more."
"It's difficult to fuck you with your little sister on my lap. And my cock is so very hard between her and I."
"Maybe I can suck your cock with LeAnne still on your lap."
"That would be pleasant." LeAnne wasn't happy about what her sister was doing but couldn't disobey her. The old man brought one hand up to the girl's breasts, fondling them. His other hand went to the back of her neck and pulled her close then began frenching her. After a few minutes - with a time jump - he came in the older sister's mouth and released the younger.
"I certainly enjoyed that. Maybe she should kneel beside us on the bed and watch me fucking you, Rebecca."
"If you want it then you can," Rebecca said. "Anything you want no matter what." Rebecca moved to lay on her back and her younger sister knelt beside her. The old man knelt on the bed beside LeAnne.
"On 2nd thought. It would be even better if I took her clothes off. Strip your little sister naked. I'd enjoy seeing her naked while I'm fucking you." Rebecca smiled.
"Go ahead. I want to watch you stripping my little sister." The old man chuckled as he undressed the sexy beauty then fondled her breasts harshly, pulling her head back by her hair and frenching her. Then he knelt between Rebecca's legs.
"It might be easier if you just tell your sister to obey me from now on."
"LeAnne, you have to obey Gabe from now on. No matter what."
"Okay," the girl whispered.
"Come right here, my girl. And spread your legs so I can see that pussy while I'm fucking your sister." When she was in place he reached over and put a finger in her hairless pussy, causing the naked girl to wince. She pleasured for a moment when he had touched her. "Perfect spot for me to her too. I do so enjoy touching girls and fucking them."
"Really?" Rebecca asked with a smile. "You can touch and fuck LeAnne any time you want, Gabe. As long as you get pleasure from us, I don't mind." He pushed his dick into the woman's pussy and began pumping away. He didn't go for too long before pulling out.
"LeAnne, suck my cock then lick your whore sister's cunt." "Go ahead, slut. Take my cock in hand and start sucking it." After a couple minutes he pulled out and slapped her ass hard.
"Move your ass, whore. This slut needs to be fucked now." Now he slapped Rebecca's ass. She yelped but was still smiling and moving out of his way. The old man still had ahold of LeAnne's hair and dragged her into place, slapping her ass a couple times. he leaned over and put his dick to her hairless pussy.
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Sam stopped the video with a shake of his head. He got to wondering something. Not that he was really into it - other than the fact of a man fucking girls - but he wanted to see if the man, or any other who might be in the group, did anything different with them. It took a few tries but he found one - Her name was Anne and her age at the time was 22. The photo - from college it looked, wearing a cheerleader uniform - showed a very sexy, blonde girl with breasts the size of melons. Her mother - regular blonde - was good looking but nothing special. He went to the girl's first video.
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"You know what to do, bitch," the heavyset, dark man said. It looked like the camera was fixed, possibly hidden. "That slut of yours should be home soon."
"Yes, Master," the woman said then went off camera. *time-jump* The girl walked in the door, wearing her cheerleader uniform, then looked at the man sitting on the couch with surprise.
"Who're you? Where's my mom?"
"In here, sweetie." She came out with a glass of juice, handing it to her daughter, who took a big swallow. "This is my new boyfriend, Carl. He's going to be living with us now." The sexy eyes widened.
"He is? Why?"
"Because I love him, sweetie. Now go do your homework."
"Fine. Whatever." The girl walks off camera then it switches to her walking into her bedroom. Definitely hidden cameras. She tosses her backpack onto the bed then kicks off her shoes and removes her socks. After pulling out a book and tablet of paper she sits at her desk. *time-jump* The girl is slumped back and the mother looks in.
"She's ready, Master." The man enters, pushing the mother aside then looks in the girl's eyes for a moment.
"Anne."
"Yes."
"Can't believe how good this shit worked with both of you. You will believe everything I say while in this trance, Anne. You will obey me completely. Your behavior will be docile around me in private. You will call me 'Master' in private and 'Carl' in public. At no time will you ever tell anyone about anything I do to you, your mother or your friends.
"When only I say the word 'sassafrass' you will go into this trance state. Your mother will count to 3 then you will awaken." He passed the mother leaving and a moment later she counted.
"Carl wants to talk to you, sweetie."
"Okay," the girl said. *scene-cut*
"Stand here in front of me." The girl did so, glancing at her mother. "No, don't look to your mother for permission to do what I tell you. From now on I'm in charge here. Not her. Closer." When she moved close enough he grabbed her skirt and pulled her between his legs, then he lifted her skirt. Letting it go he reached behind her and undid her skirt.
"B-but..."
"Quiet. I didn't tell you to speak. Get that top off." She did so then he reached behind her and undid her bra, pulling it off with a savage lear. Next he pushed her panties down as the beauty's body trembled. "Oh yeah," he said as he shallowly fingered her virgin pussy. "You're going to make a fine slut. It won't be long before you'll be begging to have my meat inside your fuck-holes."
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With a smile and a shake of his head, Sam turned off the video.
Now and then customers would drop things and the performers would pick them up and bring them to the office after the show to be put into a lost and found box. The supervisors went through the box regularly, looking over the items so if someone asked later they'd know what was there. Most of the more expensive stuff was asked about the next day and returned. Almost everything that looked cheap stayed in that box until the end of the season then put into a 'junk' box - there were a few of those, Sam had been laughingly told by Ken one day. A few shows before Sam had made his 'golden' discovery an interesting ring had been found with a strange, black symbol embedded in the red stone and the band was made of some kind of metal that Sam - who didn't know much about metals - couldn't identify. It was a bit heavy and looked like it could be expensive. Each night after it was found, Sam held it in his hand and just looked at it.
"Well try it on then," Brandy said after the show following Sam's discovery of the videos.
"What was that?" Sam asked absentmindedly and Brandy laughed, shaking her head.
"You've been fondling the thing since it was found, Sam. Someone's bound to come looking for it. If you don't try it on now you'll miss your chance for certain." Sam smiled.
"Ah." He looked over the ring. "Sure. Why the hell not?" He slipped the ring on, almost surprised that it fit, and the world seemed to spin out of control for a brief moment, causing Sam to feel a bit dizzy.
"Something wrong, Sam?" Tom asked, standing next to the desk.
"Uh, no. Don't think so."
"Okay. I wasn't sure. Brandy left about 10 minutes ago and I'm ready to head home."
"Oh. Wow. Guess I lost track of time." He grabbed his jacket as he stood then left. He got into his car, waving to the other man, then drove off. Only when he was halfway home did he notice the ring still on his finger. Well shit," he said with a laugh. "Guess I'll return you tomorrow." He usually had a couple beers after the show but he was dead tired so undressed and just crashed. He awoke the next morning feeling completely refreshed but wondering about the strange dream of a bunch of colors swirling together. He got out the cereal and a bowl then put them at his place and went to the fridge.
"Damn, I could go for a big french toast breakfast about now," he said as he was getting the jug of milk. He turned to the table and nearly dropped it. On the table, at the place he liked was a large plate filled with his favorite type of breakfast. He slowly moved toward it, smelling the cinnamon french toast and bacon. Reaching down he gingerly picked up a thick strip of bacon. It was even just barely crisp like he preferred. He took a bite and closed his eyes in pleasure as he chewed.
"I've fucking died and they somehow misplaced me in heaven. Holy shit." He backed up to the counter then blindly got a tall glass and walked back to the table. He hadn't wanted to turn in case it all disappeared. When he finished he sat back with a contented sigh. "Wow and wow." After a few moments he gave the empty plate a puzzle frown.
"How the fuck did that get here?" Having asked the question, his eyes were pulled to the ring. There'd been something about that dream. He placed his hand on the table. "I want the last porn magazine featuring girls that was published as if new". Suddenly a magazine with 2 girls in bikinis on the cover appeared and he picked it up and glanced through it for a moment. Now he looked at the tv and simply thought what he wanted and it came on to the weather station.
"I'll be fucking god damned," he whispered. He thought for a moment. On impulse he closed his eyes and relaxed. "Show me." Suddenly he saw the swirl of colors from his dream. But this time he could 'sense' instructions about the ring among those colors and their patterns.
Everything the ring could do was there and he was somehow soaking it all in. When he opened his eyes after it all went to black he glanced at the clock. It had only seemed like minutes but 3 hours had gone by. He glanced at the ring and smiled, then kissed it.
"Baby. You and me got business to attend to." The first thing he did was to concentrate for a moment and desire that his current identity be completely accurate and legal in all details. Then he saw to his physical self. He'd always preferred to keep only a goatee - and his brows, of course - as his only head hair. These days those damn hairs in his nose and ears grew faster. Younger men don't generally need to cut them all that much. So he made those changes - he no longer needed to shave nor cut those pesky hairs. His dick. It wasn't so bad but he wanted it about half again it's length. He didn't change the width because it seemed the perfect size to fit in girls. His general health wasn't too bad, and he already had some decent muscles. He made his health that of a 30-year-old, keeping it there permanently. Then he looked around his apartment. This would definitely not do for the new life he was already planning. Sam thought about where he wanted to live and snapped his fingers with a smile.
The forest he had camped in was technically government property. But since it was only 200 acres they had no real use for it. With a thought it was completely his, with all the paperwork signed by the correct people. Now for his house. He hadn't seen the whole thing except for on Google maps. He'll have to go out there and take a look around for the right spot - maybe close to the center. But not at the moment since he had plenty of time. His car should be a red, '70 Mustang. And his bank account should reflect his new status - a black bank card appeared on the table in front of him and he picked it up, putting it in his wallet. With a smile he thought of something he'd been really wanting for 6 years. He left the apartment and got into his changed car then drove to his, now, former boss' house.
Sam rang the doorbell, already knowing they were all home, with the girls upstairs in their rooms. Diana opened the door and smiled.
"Sam! Hello." She gave him a hug as she usually did. "Tom didn't mention you were dropping by."
"He didn't know. Actually, I came to see the girls about something I need from them." A simple spell made the family accept whatever he said as fact.
"Sure. Come on in. They're in their rooms."
"Thanks, Diana. Oh and there's no need to worry about any noises coming from upstairs." As he got up the stairs he made sure neither parent would want to come up. Without knocking he entered Ashley's bedroom. The sexy girl wasn't paying attention to the door. She had her headphones on, rocking away as she drew and facing away from the door. She had on a tank top and shorts.
Sam made her continue not paying attention to anything then sat on her bed and put his hand on her hot ass. Both girls were real beauties. He squeezed her ass a few times then reached under her and played with her breast a moment. With a chuckle he stood then returned her to normal - though she and Sabrina would now accept his sexual, playful touches and french kisses from him. He reached down and patted the girl's ass, startling her. She turned and smiled.
"Sam! Hi! I didn't hear you come in." He sat on her bed, resting his hand on her ass.
"You couldn't hear a herd of elephants come in with that noise." She giggled. "How about a kiss?" Ashley smiled then straightened up enough for him to french for a few moments, giving her ass a few pats. "Let's go see your sister." The older girl had her stereo on low and was reading. Sabrina looked up then got up with a smile, coming to him for a hug and kiss. She was wearing a tubetop and shorts.
"Hi, Sam. What's this?"
"Just another step in my plan. Both of you sit on the bed." He had seen these rooms many times, on video and in person, so he had known what they'd been like 6 years before. He probably wouldn't have remembered some of the things before, but the ring made it possible for him to remember everything he'd ever seen, heard or thought. The girls sat a couple feet apart cross-legged then he sat just in front of them, his knees touching one of each of theirs. He laid a hand on each girl's thigh, sliding them along their soft skins.
"Here's the deal, girls. I'm going to be getting a really nice house soon and you 2 are going to come live with me." They won't be their current ages, of course. Nor remember anything since that age. They'll believe that he's their uncle and their parents moved to other place. leaving them with him so they wouldn't have to move from their friends. And Diane and Tom really would move, leaving him the haunted house and their daughters. Sam planned on arranging things at the apropriate college.
"Why are we moving in with you?" Ashley asked. Sam chuckled and fondled their generous breasts then he slid his hands down and pressed briefly against their covered pussies.
"So we can have some fun together, of course." Both girls giggled. "It won't take long for the house to be ready then I'll come get you."
"What about Mom and Dad?" Sabrina asked.
"It's all taken care of, girls. Now then. Since I have some time. Why don't we have some fun now. No one will disturb us." He reached to Sabrina's top and pulled it up off her breasts. She raised her arms with a blush and he took it off. Next he removed Ashley's top. Tapping her thighs, she straightened her legs out and he removed the rest, then Sabrina's.
"Lay with your legs spread for me right next to each other," he said and magically removed all their body hair. "Have either of you had sex?" He began taking off his clothes.
"No, but my last boyfriend talked me into playing with his penis once.," Sabrina said
That's the guy who dumped you last year?"
"Yeah. He said I was a prude and lesbian because I didn't want to do it again or suck it."
"Let's see about that," he said as he tossed his clothes to the floor. "Get a feel of my dick, girls." Both felt it, giggling. "See? Not a prude. But you girls will be doing lesbian acts with each other."
"We will?" Ashley asked with wide eyes, looking at her older sister.
"Of course. How about you, Ashley?"
"No sex, no touching. Kissing though. I want to wait until I'm married." Sam chuckled, pushing a finger into her hairless, virgin pussy.
"Oh. I don't think it'll be quite that long before you have sex. Not with me around." He knelt a leg between each of theirs then laid over them. He went from one sister to the other, kissing, licking and sucking back and forth from their mouths down their hot bodies. As he'd reached their breasts he paused to turn their heads towards each other then moved their faces together for them to french. Then he took a hand of each sister and put it on the other's breast and continued his way down. Reaching their pussies, he used his finger on one while licking the other for several minutes - still switching back and forth.
"Move apart a bit so I can get my dick close to your faces. Now I want you both licking it a lot. All over." After a few minutes he slid his dick into Sabrina's mouth and told her how to suck it then telling Ashley to shift so she could lick his balls. After 5 minutes he came and had them switch for another 5 minues.
"I'm going to fuck you first, Sabrina. Then I'll fuck you, Ashley. No need for either of you to wait for marriage." After fucking them he got off the bed and got his smartphone. "Move together on your backs, legs spread with your inner leg over Sabrina's, Ashley and prop your upper bodies up on your elbows. Smile for me." He took a photo. "Now turn your upper bodies towards each other. I want your lower tits pressing together and each put a hand on the other's waist. Good. And move your hips against each other and twine your legs together. Smile." Another photo then started the video recording.
"Now french each other for a bit so I can make a video. Ashley, play with Sabrina's upper tit. Sabrina, put your hand between Ashley's legs then use your middle finger in her pussy, sliding it in and out. Yeah, that's perfect, girls. I want you both to practice lesbian sex until your mother calls you to dinner. No need to get dressed since you'll be practicing after until bedtime. And you'll be sleeping together tonight like lovers." He got dressed and chuckled. "I'll pick you up when I'm ready. No need to pack anything. Everything you need will be there." He left the sexy sisters playing and laughing with each other then went downstairs and found the parents reading in the living room. Without a word he made sure they'd behave how he wanted.
As he drove to his former campsite, he thought about just how powerful he might be - or become with more practice. And how long he could live - potentially forever. Then, glancing at the ring, he wondered about the previous owner.
He felt it had been dropped on purpose. Someone would have come back for a thing this powerful. But why? And had it been meant for him? Or would it work for anyone who put it on? If it was on purpose, where did the previous owner go? There was another thought to consider about all these questions. The potential to live forever was there. But how long would it take for someone who could have almost anything to get bored? He had to figure out his own plan of action. He could easily get bored of too much and too easy. He'd hate to get bored of girls because of that. Yes, he needed something real to do with his incredibly long life. Whether good or ill - though not too ill since he didn't want to be the only living thing on the planet. He'd have to really think carefully on that.
He got to the old campsite - he had left nothing behind. It was fairly close to the center already. It took about an hour to hike there. Then he looked around the general area. He already had that CAD drawing he'd made so knew about what it would look like. But there should be a yard too. With a swimming pool in back. The decent-sized river ran on the other side of that small hill. He took a look at the hill for a moment. Then he remembered a capability of the ring. It only took a thought to produce a kind of holographic image of his house full-sized. With his imagination he added the yard, pool, bathouse and workshop - since he still planned on building things with his hands.
He moved the image to different locations, rotating to get the best location. When he found the best fit he released the holographic. It didn't drain him completely, but it did take a lot of energy to create the house and its peripherals all the way to the road. He also intended to ceate a magical barrier around the property for protection. But for now he needed to eat and rest. Sam went inside his new home, to the kitchen. He'd look around later. After eating a couple cold sandwiches he went to bed and slept until the next morning.
Though he could do some cooking, Sam had never really liked to, so his bigger meals, like breakfast and dinner, he figured he would create. But as he was eating his favorite breakfast, he suddenly laughed. He'd been planning on bringing several girls - some he'd make again - so why not have them cook for him. With a bit of magic they would know how. And clean the house, along with their sexual 'duties'. When he finished eating he went on a tour of his house and yard.
Though the upstairs had been as he'd planned it, he had no real need for guest rooms. But his sweet girls would need somewhere. He looked over the upstairs for several minutes as he thought. When he finally figured it out he concentrated and the area around him began changing to suit his desires. He looked into the 3, newly made areas and nodded.
The space between each side was a lounge area, with a few coffee tables, couches and comfortable, cushioned chairs. There was also a large screen tv with its own entertainment center (game controllers and computer console, with a switchbox to change between them) and a fridge. On one side was the shower room and the other was a dorm and a toilet room (toilets and sinks). The dorm had several twin beds and a standard closet and dresser for each. They each also had a night stand (with a small lamp) and a simple desk and chair (with a computer terminal). Sam had to cheat with space. The outside of the 2nd floor was exactly the same as he'd originally made it. But the 3 rooms were now larger than would have fit. He had used a sub-dimension for each room to make space for what he wanted.
Next he went to his library. He had also cheated space here, but had done so as he'd created the house. There were several stacks of shelves going back 250 feet (he could always provide more space if he wanted it). The shelves were filled with books (science fiction and fantasy were closer to the front, of course) and each aisle had a rolling, 4-foot high stairway - he could reach the top shelves, but the girls he'd be keeping couldn't. There weren't any shelves along the 3 walls surrounding the stacks. 10 feet of walking area were around the 3 sides then couches, chairs and coffee tables were here and there along the walls. On the walls were paintings and posters of girls - either dressed sexily or naked - and several windows. Sam walked around the stacks to look out each window. They were from waist-high to just a couple feet from the ceiling and each one looked out on a different wilderness scene from around the world.
Sam sat at his desk - in a super comfortable desk chair that had a control panel in one arm - which faced the rest of the library. Embedded within the desk was his magically created computer. He had been keeping up with computer advances, reading as much as he could. He'd been very interested in the researching towards quantum computers but it didn't look like there'd be any within his lifetime. Now there were two, with a matching server stack. The one was his new laptop, sitting in its case just behind the desk. He probably wouldn't need to take it out much, but when he did it was directly connected to his home computer from anywhere.
He pushed the button to bring up the 3 screens and keyboard, turning on the computer. The computer, server and laptop were far more powerful than the best of human made. The server had a storage capacity of 5,000 terabytes. And regardless of what he did online, he couldn't be traced - though he had made sure he already had every photo and video which would interest him from online sources as he'd created the house (and they made up just a dent in his server storage, which could be increased if he'd ever needed to). Then Sam sat back with a laugh. He didn't need to limit himself to online sources of porn.
Law agencies all over the world collected and stored the stuff they confiscated from raids on pornographers. And they'd probably be scrambling like hell if it all disappeared. Of course, Sam wasn't interested in all of it, just what involved girls. Behind the desk was a waist-high cabinet with glass shelves above. On the shelves were assorted knick-knacks and a few realistic statuettes of naked girls. To the right was a door to a small room that had his server. The door on the right was just a closet he'd designed into the house. But it wasn't needed at all. He opened the door, already changing it using a sub-dimension. Now it was a much larger room. It was bare of anything other than a very nice rug. All else would be in place as needed - and the room would expand as needed. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on what he had in mind then released his desire. Opening his eyes he smiled.
Shelves filled with boxes began appearing, starting from his left. He went to the first and opened the box to find stacked tapes. He'd be able to transfer these to computer easily enough later. He had another thought and caused a few sets of shelves to appear in the empty area to his right, each filled with magazines. He had only seen digital reproductions of a few since they were no longer published. For quite a while a few 'companies' had been publishing magazines of porn. They'd been frowned upon publicly and those who bought them kept them hidden, but they hadn't been illegal at the time. Now he had every one ever published with magical preservation. He caused several to be scattered on coffee tables around the house. Also knowing that there were quite a few people around the world who had their own created material, he caused their stashes to come - physical and digital (what computers weren't on the net). Until he thought of more, he was done for now.
In the garage sat his Mustang, a Harley and a van. Taking his car he drove off. It was nearing noon so he went to his favorite deli and got his usual large coffee and a couple sandwiches, with chips, then sat at an outside table. As he'd hoped, just after, the owner's sister had arrived with her 2 daughters. The older girl was 20, with brown hair just past her shoulders, brown eyes. She was very sexy. The younger sister hadn't gotten any sexiness. She was 18 but he didn't find her the least bit appealing. All 3 stopped with friendly smiles when they saw him.
"Hey, Sherry. Liz, Kerry." Both girls smiled at him
"Hi, Sam. I've noticed the haunted house is doing good," the mother said. Sam smiled.
"Nope. It's doing great. We really got a good one this year. Say, Sherry. I was wondering if I could borrow Liz for a while today?" Of course, he had put a spell on the 3. As soon as they were out of sight of Liz, they'd forget about her. He'd also be arranging things with their college - which had been closed this week unexpectedly.
"Sure, I don't see why not. She gets bored around here anyway."
"Mom! I don't get bored, bored. I'm just..."
"Regular bored," Sherry said with a smile. "Go with him, dear. Sam might have something fun for you." Sam scooted a chair closer to him with a smile and she sat down.
"Thanks," she said as her mother and sister went inside. "I love Auntie, but she really is kinda boring." Sam slid his hand along her inner thigh, and under her skirt. His spell on her made her accept his touch and kisses. And no one would notice even if he stripped her naked right there.
"No problem, hon." Sam leaned over and frenched her for a moment, giving her breast a brief fondle. "What I actually plan is to take you home to live with me. It's all arranged and everything you'll need is already there."
"Live with you?" Liz asked with surprise. Why?"
"Because I want you to. Now, I'll finish eating and we'll be going. Drink up, Liz." He'd made her soda appear and she began drinking. He took her home and upstairs.
"This is the shower room. And across the lounge area are the dorm and toilet area." He led her to the dorm. "You're the first one but I'll be getting 2 more girls here shortly."
"There are a lot of beds," Liz said. "How come?"
"This one's yours. There'll be a lot of girls here, Liz. Now, change into something I've provided for you then take a look around the house while I'm gone." He turned the girl to him and frenched her for a few moments then slapped her ass lightly. "I'll be back in a while." He drove to his former boss' house and just entered. There was already a lot of packing going on. Tom and Diane had been going at it all night without sleep, in fact - though they did stop for eating and eliminating. The girls were on the back patio, out of the way and waiting for him.
"How's it going, Tom?"
"Not bad. We're both pretty wore out but we wanted to get it all done at once. The girls are waiting for you."
"I noticed. I'll just collect them and be off." The other man nodded. After getting in the car, he turned to the girls - both in front. With a smile he concentrated for a moment then released -though just a bit different from before. Sabrina now had orange-sized breasts and Ashley's were normal sized - He reached over and fondled each girl's breasts briefly and both smiled. "You're both going to be a lot of fun for me. Along with my other girls."
"There'll be more girls living with you, Uncle Sam?" Sabrina asked. All of his girls would be calling him that.
"Certainly. One is there now and I'll be picking up others as I go." When he got home he showed them the dorm and introduced them to Liz. None of the girls he got would have their own clothes. He'd put in the clothes he wanted his girls to wear for college and such. They included several sexy lingere and bikinis, all of different styles. The lingere and sexier clothes would be worn, automatically, around the house. It wouldn't even occur to the girls not to choose something sexy. Liz was wearing a pair of tight shorts and half-tubetop. He pulled the top down and played with her breasts for a moment, causing her to blush, then put it back. "I'll be in my library for a while, girls. We'll be having pizza for dinner. Liz, show them around the place"
On the way back from getting Tom's daughters, an idea had occurred to him. He had often read the stories others have posted in a few places online. These were sex stories. A lot of them were plain garbage and not really worth the effort but some had been interesting. An old Wizard who lived near city and controlled a small town near his house - using it as kind of a 'storage'. Girls born in the town were also the Wizard's - and only girls were born there. Why Sam had thought about that particular story was because he now lived outside of city. There's no telling where the author had located the house or town - the small towns around city were some distance away. But he could put one in and make it so people living in the area had 'known' of it for a while. Sam didn't plan on doing that whole modeling thing the main character had done, but it was still a great idea.
He had thought about making his girls not age, but discarded that because he'd probably get bored with them sooner or later. Now having a place to put them would make it easier. And making it so they'd only have beautiful daughters gave him a 'supply' - though he intended on hunting for them also. Another thought occurred. There were former - and current - actresses he could get. In fact, those 2 stories had involved 2 he was particularly interested in. For now, he wanted to look into what the ring had put into that last link.
Sam clicked the ellipses after the list of men's names. The page changed but the men's names were there again. He clicked Neil's name, and again there were year-named links. He wondered if they had made a mistake on the site and duplicated the whole thing. With a shrug he clicked the most recent and the same list of girls. Now he shook his head in disgust and clicked Carrie's name. Surprisingly, this produced a long list of girl's names. Scrolling down, he didn't find Bree's name. He went back to the top and selected the first to find a text file, photo and 20 videos. The text file had information about the girl - mostly the same as he'd seen already - then he opened the photo and saw a beautiful, smiling girl. It had obviously been taken in Carrie's bedroom. He opened the first video.
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