Dream come true?
This is a nightmare.
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Necklace
Jake´s smartphone chimed that a new message had arrived on messenger. He put down the book he was reading in bed and took up the phone to check on the message.
How to walk
Me and my friend Amy used to talk about the stupidiest things all the time. “So how do models sway their asses like that? they look so hot” I asked Amy. “It’s all on the heels” she said. “I don’t believe you, you have to show me” I said. She then got a couple of heels out of her closet, and a very revealing thong and bra. “Alright!” I said, thinking she was going to model for me. “They are not for me, silly, they’re for you!” she said.
Nubian Artefact
“Goodbye professor and have a nice evening! I´ll wrap it up for ya”. Owen Pedersen, a hard working student, was prepared for a late evening. To earn some extra credit he had convinced the professor to go home early and promised that he would take care of the rest himself. Only three crates more to go.“Good evening Mr Pedersen. Don´t wear yourself out now, you hear?”. The door slammed behind the professor and Owen was all alone.
“Alright then. Just three more crates to go from the egyptian temple excavation to catalogue and then I`m done”.
He cracked open the crate with a crowbar and found a peculiar item.
“Heh, I haven´t seen those in ages”, Owen said an picked up a Furby. Someone is definately a joker over there.
He continued with his work after have placed the Furby on the honorary spot on the piedestal where it had an excellent vantage point.
Let´s see here. Another bowl made of clay. And another one. Oh, what do we have here? A small statue. Looks like one of the more common ones. No wonder the professor took him up on his offer so fast.
“Hnngh!”
Owen had to hang on the crowbar to open the lid on the second crate. People like him was more about brain than brawn.
“And what treasures will reveal themselves to me this time?”, he muttered, “Oh, look. Another bowl of clay”.
Halfway through the Crate of Endless Bowls he became bored and sloppy.
The sixty-fourth bowl he handled that day was the first one he dropped.
“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. The professor will kill me!”
“Fuck, I need to get rid of the evidence!”
As Owen began to collect all the pieces he noticed something that had been hidden inside the bowl and after thousands of years in the dirt had come into the light once more.
“What´s this?”
He removed parts of the broken bowl and saw a necklace. It looked practically new. Guess the conditions to preserve it were excellent in that dry climate.
Owen picked it up so he could examine it closer. It didn´t seem egyptian, even though it was related to them. It was more like nubian, the kingdom south of Egypt all those years ago, in what now was Sudan.
It was so beautiful to look at. The craftmanship was excellent, and the precious metal didn´t seem to have any impurities at all.
The necklace was tantalazing to look at and he wondered if he could wear it. His concious told him: “No, it´s an ancient artefact and should be treated as such”, but his desire told him “Go for it. You will be first in thousands of years to wear it”.
Double point of view
[My point of view]Might be hard to believe, but ever since I can remember I have had the power to control women’s mind. I just have to tell them a phrase, and they will do everything I want. I know its cliche, but all I say is “you are under my control”, and that’s it, the girl will do everything and anything I ask her to do. Take my coworker Olivia here, she was watching her figure, and no matter how many times I ask her, she didn’t want to go on a date with me. So, I tried my mind control abilities on her, and she started acting quite different. “I am soooo hungry” she said, and started eating cookies like it had been months she had eaten a thing. “So… want to have sex with me?” I asked her, “just a second, let me finish these cookies” she said, after she was done eating, she jumped on my arms, and we had sex right there at the office.
I don’t know how it works, but everytime it does work.
Hands On Instruction
Emma rolled her eyes. Seriously? She knew she’d made a mistake. She shouldn’t have blasted them full power. Now they hardly were able to function on their own. The simple stuff they could do just find, but the more complicated, emotional stuff? Or even some simple, physical stuff? They froze up. Like now.
So, how do you feel?
When my boyfriend asked me “so did it work? how do you feel?” I felt confused. “How am I supposed to feel silly?” I asked him. “So, you don’t remember a thing?” he asked. “What’s with all these weird questions? Of course I remember everything. We met 2 months ago, and started dating that very same day” I told him.
The spell book
James had just woken up. He was in his living room couch, completely unaware of all the changes his body had suffered. But as soon as he stood up, I saw him get out of balance, he looked down for the first time. He was confused, he grabbed his breasts, and as expected went looking for his equipment, which was completely gone. He hadn’t notice I was spying on him. “what the? why did this happen?” he said with his new high pitched sexy voice.
Foreign store
I entered a store I had never seen before at the mall. It had all kinds of foreign items. Any culture you could think of, they had something. Sombreros, Kitsune masks, even a ushanka-hat. I looked around, I wanted to buy something for my girlfriend, I wasn’t sure what, but I knew she liked masks. So I picked up the Kitsune mask, looking for a price tag. But something caught my eye, from inside the mask, I could see something bright coming out of its eye sockets. As a reflex, I put the mask on, I don’t know what I expected to see. But everything changed at that moment.
Struck by lighting.
It all started about 2 months ago. I was jogging at the park when it started rainning. I tried to run back to my car, but sadly, I was struck by lighting. It wasn’t as painfull as I would have imagined it. But it sure was scary, my clothes burned, my shoes looked like they had exploded. Anyways, I was glad I had survived.