As far back as I can remember the way that magic works is in three ways. One is belief in the power. Most people don't believe it rests within them, and they suffer for their ignorance by being blind to it. Two is the actual ability to make the power flow in your blood. Many martial artists can tap into the power to make their bodies and minds strong, yet that's only the tip of the iceberg. Last, and especially not least, is the ability to make you will become manifest whilst the power flows into you. I have all three of the above and then some. My mind is as strong as any and my will is absolute when I cast my incantations. The deal with most of us is simple, we don't form cabals or the likes, though many have tried and died for their attempts. The masses of normals see people who are stronger and in some cases near god like terrifying and the cold reality of death is a specter that lingers over our power. We certainly don't wear dorky glasses and have know it all friends bossing around twits that tag along with us. That is for little children and the smaller minded.

Most of us simply exist to accumulate power, both financial and metaphysical. We are few in numbers and at the high point of our history we numbered only one thousand at most. The many wars and witch hunts over the centuries made being one of us a dicey at best proposition. The most of us died out in the middle ages, but the crafty ones like myself not only survived, but we thrived. As of lately however, and in a good way, our numbers have started to rebound. Where only eighty or so of us lived at the turn of the nineteen hundreds, we now number about three hundred.

My name is Micah Vergala, I was born in the year 825 AD in the city of Ravenna, Italy. I was born to a minor trader baron and his noble wife. I was the first of nine children and the only one to survive into adolescence. I started to feel my life change when I was about fifteen. I was able to do things that made my mind doubt the reality of it all. I was soon met by a man when I was sixteen and was taken to an exclusive university. My father was pleased that his son was going to a higher school of learning that was reserved for nobles. He hoped that I would come back with contacts and maybe the hand of a princess or two. In reality the school was a secret academy that trained people like me and set us up as leaders of the community. I was not the best in my class, but I was certainly the most talented.

The power that we can make comes from one of five forms: Energy, Life, Death, Elements, or Matter. The Energy and Elements are not to be confused, as the power of the elements is the true essence of the planet as the elements of nature become yours to call upon.. The form of energy is just that, electricity and other forms of energy, to include metal and kinetic energy. The rest are self explanatory. I was a rare individual that had the power over three of the forms as most only know one or two. I even could tap into a fourth, but I never really did at the time as it was too much for my fragile body to handle at the time. As I grew in power I began to touch the fourth and it's power made me what I am today. The Elements and Life forms are my two most powerful forms. The forms of Death and Matter are also the ones I can control. I dabbled in the Energy form for a while, and while I did find some useful ways to use it, the most was too little or too much for my mind..

Using my powers of Life and Death my own soul soon became immune to the ravages of time. While not truly immortal, as I can die from violence and the likes, I have been able to stave off the ravages of old age. I lived through many assassination attempts as well as a burning at the stake. It was not pleasant, but I endured. It was a simple matter of forming a duplicate of my flesh and then using my grip over fire to allow my own skin not to burn as the copy of me took the brunt of it. After the flames died down they took my chard corpse and threw it into the river. I used that as a way to escape the cocoon of chard flesh and make it to safety.

I soon found out that I could have progeny and did on many occasions. I came to find that not all of my children were touched like me. Of the twenty seven children I had sired over the centuries only four became wizards like me. Of the four only two have found my touch with the life and death aspects and are still around. My oldest living child is my son Stefanos. He was born three hundred forty years ago to a Greek mother named Sofia. She was a beautiful woman with whom I spent forty one loving years with. I was there when she slept and breathed her last breath in my arms. I mourned her loss for two years, but looking into my sons eyes after she died I was able to find the strength to move on. My other child is my daughter Samira. She is the daughter I had with a Syrian woman named Fatima two hundred seventeen years ago. She takes up after her mother so well it makes me long for her mother's touch. I loved Fatima very deeply and even as she was a devout Muslim, she still married me and we spent twenty four happy years together. I was crushed when she died suddenly of a sickness I didn't even know was there. I later found out it was cancer and it tore me apart for many years.

I moved to America in the year Seventeen Hundred and Sixty Eight, and was there for the Revolution. I even aided the rebels causes in small ways. I was able to deal with a nasty wizard from the German princedoms and it was that plus the tenacity of the rebels that won the war. I settled down in Virginia for the long years of quiet and made a thriving enterprise of a business and shipping that was run by my "Descendants". It was actually me living through a different form. I am able to shift my body in slight ways as to look slightly different. I thrived and expanded my enterprises quietly and soon had amassed a large and private fortune. The only snag I ran into in my time in Virginia was the damned Civil War. I was a good standing gentleman that was forced to aid the Confederacy. Though I do believe in many of the principals of the Confederates, the slavery thing was not my idea of progressive states rights. I secretly, however, did as much to sabotage them as I could. I even helped slaves escape their bondage by spiriting them away to the north. My children also did well as I made sure they were well educated and lived well. My son took to his training and went around the world to find new ways to become greater. My daughter liked to be near me and stayed near where I was and we lived in happiness as she married a few times and had her own children.

I took a wife in the year Nineteen Hundred and Five and lived with her for fourteen years when she died suddenly of the great flu epidemic of Nineteen Hundred Nineteen. I mourned her loss and yet I went on. I survived the depression and even made a good investment in the future as I bought a lot of shares of U.S. Steel, it paid off handsomely during the Second World War and I became wealthier still. I drifted along the times and lived in various places before I settled down in California. I bought a large house in San Francisco and settled down. I became something of a philanthropist as I opened several art galleries and helped fund musicians. I opened a few nightclubs around the city and lived a life of simple opulence.

I went to the theater and operas as they came and soon I found a lovely young woman who seemed as innocent as the word itself. We dated for a few months and she shyly made it clear she was to give herself to me as a bride in my bed. I thought of her request for a while. I had been alone for almost sixty years and was lonely so I took a risk and we soon were married in a private ceremony. I had no idea how badly I was going to regret that decision.

I was at one of my more upscale clubs five months after the marriage and was enjoying a new local band that had promise when my feelings began to get tight and I sensed another near me. I looked over my shoulder to see my son standing behind me wearing a nice suit jacket and pants. He smiled at me and hugged me tight. It had been nearly seventy years since I had last seen him as he was in the Orient seeking new ways to enlighten himself. He was taller now and his form made me think of myself at his age.

"Look at you my son, still looking good." I complimented him.

He smiled at me then held up a package. It was a tome he wrote that went over his findings and more. He had touched all five of the forms in his searching, yet he was strongest in the life as I am. He went on in the book to show how he found deep meditation techniques that I would have to try.

We sat back in my office and sipped whiskey and joked of times long gone. We had a good conversation about his life and he was intrigued at my now being married again. He was curious as to who she was and I told him. He listened to my tale, never once taking his eyes off me. It seemed as if he was trying to find out the core of my words and he used that to form an opinion of her. He shook his head and sipped his drink.

"Father I think she is not for you. I say it not to anger you, but something about her seems too simple." he was speaking of his own intuition and I had no choice but to listen. For his age he was remarkably adept at seeing the bigger picture with little information. He sat back scratching his chin, he then looked at me.

"I seem to think that if she was interested in you she would be here, not at home. I don't want to make you paranoid father, but I just have a bad feeling." he said somberly.

I sat back in my chair and began to think. He sensed my mood and came over to me. His hand touched my arm causing me to look up at him. He looked me in the eyes and spoke slowly.

"You are the role model I have always looked up to father. I sought to perfect my own powers to emulate your own. Please father, if she is what I think she is don't be hasty and let your powers end a life that is not worth your anger." he whispered in my ear.

I looked into his eyes and saw the pleading in them. He was my son after all and I could not refuse him. My own anger began to flare up a little and I sought to find the truth behind his words. I excused myself to the main floor. I walked among the throngs of the happy people here in my club. It was a awesome spectacle of the many people lost in the joys of the hard beats that came from the band on stage and how they adulated them made me smile. I drank deeply of the energy in the room, it had a current to it like a fine jolt of electricity. I felt their energy flow into me filling my own body with the strong powers of the universe.

I felt the power climax in me in the form of a blue rush of power that flashed through my eyes as I smiled. I then stalked from the club and I went to my car. I got in it paid the valet then made all haste to my home. When I got there I saw her car in the front, along with another car I didn't recognize. I felt a twinge in my stomach and pushed it down. I parked my car behind the unknown car then slowly walked to it. My hand touched it causing my mind to open and I felt the car's energy. I couldn't see the person in it, I knew it was a man's energy. My lips curled into a snarl as I felt the anger build up in me. I hissed into the night feeling the world blur about me. I turned into a mist and sifted into my home. I went to the alarm and bypassed it with the code. I then walked up the stairs to my room and heard the sounds that made my anger come alive.

She was moaning and whimpering against his body. I heard him grunting as he fucked her. I almost cursed aloud, but held it in check. He was a dead man walking I felt. I got to my door and looked through it. I saw her on her back with her legs wide and the man pumping furiously into her. She was biting his chest and he grunted then shot a load into her. He sat up and the covers fell off him it was then I saw his black skin. Not only was she fucking around on me she was with a black man. I had nothing against it, as my own children were of different mothers than myself. It wasn't his color of his skin that annoyed me, it was the fact he in MY bed fucking MY wife.

The laughter built up in me like a rising wave. It peaked as the door between me and them came off it's hinges. They turned about and saw the door as it slammed into the wall next to them. They then looked up at me and I stood in the doorway my eyes burning in a dark cyan color. My true form became apparent, at this time I was standing five foot eight inches tall with blonde hair. But now in my anger I let the facade slip and my six feet one inch tall body came into view. I had my black hair in a ponytail for the evening, but it came out as my hair began to fly around my olive skinned face. I walked forwards my dress shoes clicking on the hardwood floor. The man got out of bed and came at me, his clumsy hook swung at me as if in slow motion. I smiled at it then a surge of mental energy slammed into him sending him to the floor. I then tilted my head and another bolt slammed out at him. It hit him in the chest then tore him along the floor then slammed him into the wall. He screamed as I opened my eyes wider at him and he was lifted off the floor. His body was a foot off the floor before I stopped.

She whimpered behind me, she knew I was a wizard, I told her and she was kept silent by a form of safe guard I implanted into her mind. She knew, but it prevented her from talking. She looked at me pitifully and I smiled a dark smile in return. She was going to say something, but I cut her off with an upraised hand.

"Say nothing. Anything you say will only add on to his suffering. I care not for your words as they are meaningless. But then again I..." my voice cut off as I looked at her and saw the seed take root in her womb. My eyes narrowed as I stared at her coldly. I began to laugh loud and demonically as I felt the moment take me.

"Not only do you betray me, you now have his child in your worthless fucking womb! Oh how delicious. Whatever will your parents say. I think it is something like....." I said tapping my chin. I looked at her and hissed coldly "Whore!"

The word came from my mouth as cold as ice. I glared at her for a long while. She began to sob and her hands came up to her blond hair as she wept like a baby. I then turned my glare from the worthless whore and towards the real cause of my anger. I smiled a demonic smile as I stalked towards him. I looked down and noticed he was an attractive man as that went. He was five foot ten with an average build. He had an average sized cock, maybe seven inches long. I saw this and the laugh returned to my belly. I spun around at her and in a mocking tone spit out.

"What's this? I thought whores upgraded from little to big. As it is I am not little, nor is he big." I laughed louder at that then heard him groan and curse at me.

"Fuck you bitch! I'll fucking kill your bitch ass when I get down from here!" he exclaimed.

I smiled at the thought and released him. He hit the floor with a thud. I turned slowly towards him and held up my hand wagging my index finger at him invitingly. He came at me in a boxer's pose and did a few jabs at me then launched an uppercut at me. I dodged the punches then caught his arm. He was stunned as I then turned his wrist about and locked his arm behind him. He screamed as my grip became like that of iron. I twisted it harshly feeling the bones beginning to give way. I decided against ending this game too soon and threw him to the floor. In my almost twelve hundred years I have learned more styles of hand fighting than I can count. I stood back with my hands behind my back with an severly unimpressed look on my face. He sprang up and launched another flurry of blows at me. I simply laughed in his face as I slipped and dodged out of the way my hands behind my back the whole time. I was tiring of this pompus ass and his wish for violence so I figured to take it upon myself to make him understand how futile he truly was. I summoned my inner strength and felt the cold power of the Death form wash over me. He didn't perceive the danger as he flailed at me, that is until it was too late. I felt my muscles contract as the wave of energy rolled into my being and fused with the energy in the air. I sent it out into his body and he simply straightened up then toppled to the floor in a heap. He wailed on the floor like a new born that hadn't been fed for some hours.

I then smiled and looked at the whore in my bed that still hadn't moved. I hadn't entranced her either, so to me it was very funny. She gave me a pleading look, but didn't seem to realize it wasn't working on me. I said nothing to her for a long while. She sat sobbing on the bed. I was beginning to tire of her bullshit.

"Get the fuck up. If you wanted to play around it would have been a simple thing to ask me, but as you sought to fuck around behind my back I seem to find that no matter how well you cry and plead to me it just seems this will happen again and again and again." I said dryly.

She looked at me hurtfully and now I was getting angry. I reached out and hoisted her to her feet with my power. I didn't want to touch this whore as I fear it may be tainted somehow. I then waved my hand and the shadows in the room took form in the shape of men, the whole process took seconds and yet as she watched her eyes grew fearful. The forms took shape and became men. They ambled around as their limbs gathered strength then rallied around me and her.

"Take her from my sight and put her up in a hotel. I want her to think long and hard of this night." I ordered the one as it bowed to me. The men fanned out along the room and gathered her things. One came up with a pair of pants and a shirt for her. She looked at me as if she was rightfully due something.

"What about me? Your just going to throw me out in the cold night?" she complained.

"Be lucky you have your life!" I hissed and stepped forward suddenly causing her to cower.

"You are not the one to be making demands of anything! Be lucky that you still draw breath as the last person who betrayed me I had flayed of their skin and let die slowly over a month! I think you get the extreme situation you are in you whore, so don't you dare try my patience." I said in a low hiss.

She looked at me tears in her eyes and went to open her mouth. I had enough of this game so I laid out the "will happen" very clearly.

"This is what will happen. I am going to give you two choices. The first and easiest is this: you gather your shit and go. At the end of the week you will sign annulment papers and get nothing from me whatsoever. In return I let you keep all the clothes I bought you as well as your car and a small sum of ten thousand dollars. Pretty fair considering how little I think of you at this moment. Option two is this: Stay here and I whore you out to the lowest bidder. You will be nothing more than a plaything for whatever whorehouse I decide to drop you off in. But the first thing that will happen to you is I give you to my daughter Samira for a few months. She loves her father after all and takes no small amount of pleasures in making people who cross me suffer." I said matter of factually.

She dropped her head brought her hands to her face and sobbed loudly. I turned on my heel and waved to my servants. They got her clothes together, one of them even got her dressed. I sat back in my chair and watched as they took her from my sight. I sent a mental wave to her and in her mind I said, "You have seventy two hours to make up your mind."

I sat back in my room and looked down at the carnage. I waved my hand and the room began to reform itself to look like nothing had happened. I heard the cars downstairs start up then heard them drive off. I stood up then went to my cabinet and poured myself a very old brandy. As I set the bottle down I noticed it had been drunk from by someone, I had a small guess as to who had done it and my anger trickled down my spine. I was not only betrayed by the whore and this piece of shit, but he had the balls to take a irreplaceable drink from me. I sipped the nearly three hundred year old nectar and my toes curled. Even after all this time the brandy hadn't turned to vinegar. I then sipped it and looked down at him. I smiled at his form then an evil notion came to my mind. I sat down then with a bored smug look I waved a hand causing him to get to his knees. He was nearly unconscious at that moment so I decided to make him aware of the trouble he was in. I waved my hand and sent a healing wave into his body. I have used this many times in the past and cured many people of their maladies. I for a while was a medicine man in the South American rain forests to a great tribe that sadly died out many centuries ago. I was worshiped as a deity, but found that to be distasteful. I then stared at this man and tilted my head. I then delved deep in his mind to find out his reasoning for this.
His mind was a jumble of thoughts and images. He was a high school and college athlete. He played football and was supposed to be picked to play in the pros. Yet he was a trouble maker, and many times he was disciplined for his own stupidity. I laughed at this finding it to be a bit ironic. I then found her. She was a cheerleader at his school, he and her were together for five years. They had come up with a plan to make money by having her seduce the men. Then when she got them nice and happy she'd marry them then leave a year or so later. I smiled at the thought of their simple scheme. I then found out I was their second victim. It may have been the brandy, but it was really the thought of these little jackals audacity. I didn't feel like a victim, I felt wronged yes, but hardly a victim. I sat back sipped my brandy and then an idea came to me. I am no victim, but he was sure about to become one.

"Wake up." I said flatly. My energies reached out to stimulate his mind.

He opened his eyes and stared at me, the fear in his eyes becoming apparent. He tried to speak but the words stuck in his throat. I sat back looking at him through impassive eyes and sighed into the night.

"It has been nearly one hundred years since I was last betrayed. If I didn't know any better, I would think you find me full of shit, and you would be fair in assuming this. But be assured in my almost twelve hundred years I have never ever been so thrilled in my life. It is little people like you that really piss me off you know. People who find that just because they have a little bit of cock they can go and fuck over anyone in the world. I think if I was to play by those rules, I would have fucked the world by now." I said slowly as I sipped my brandy.

"But now lets get to the heart of the matter: I find you in my bed fucking my wife. In all other civilizations this has harsh penalties and in some cases it leads to death. But I have sworn to my one and only living son that I will not bring about your death. You should thank him for granting you this little bit of mercy. Had he not have pleaded for your life, you would be hanging by a tree with your skin removed and being pecked at by the fucking crows for a month or so. Be that as it may, I am not above punishing you as I feel fitting." I said smiling darkly. The last of my brandy went down my throat and I sat with my eyes closed for a long while.

"I once heard a saying while I was in Syria, it goes something like this: If a man fucks your wife you take his, if he has no wife....you take him." I said in a low rumble.

His eyes got wide and he began to sputter, "Fuck you man! I ain't no fag! Go fuck yourself you piece of shit!"

I smiled and laughed a demonic laugh that sent a chill down his spine. I stood up using my power to drag him to a standing position. His arms then went above his head and he was hoisted some two feet into the air. He struggled against the invisible bonds for a while then he went limp when he spent the last of his reserves. He looked at me then spit at my face trying to be defiant to the last. I watched unamused as it hung in mid air caught by the shield between me and him. It was then vaporized as I sent a heat wave into it. He saw the flames that appeared in my eyes and he cried out in terror. He began to thrash about and cried out to his God for aid. I shook my head and laughed aloud.

"Save your breath little boy, you have sinned enough in his eyes for one day. Now you would beg his mercy. It's not his judgment you need fear at this moment." I said in a dark tone. "It's mine!" I bellowed in a demonic voice that echoed off the walls.

He was truly terrified, I tasted his terror and savored it's sweet taste. I so enjoyed cutting loose on people some times and this little fuck had given me all I needed to make come true a darker fantasy I had. People, no matter who they are, have a darkness that sits in their soul and lingers. I had found mine long ago and though I am able to suppress it, sometimes it comes out of me when I am driven to rage. This moment of my life I was in rage and I only prayed my control was absolute.

"You are right of two things. One: you are not gay, but you shouldn't refer to them as...Fags?" I said mockingly. "I have many friends in the gay and lesbian community you know. They are decent people at heart, with a love of many of the things I have come to cherish. I love art and music as much as they. I also like cruel irony as much as they do, so please refrain from such vulgarities as your referring to them as fags." He squirmed as my hands came near his body. I teased his mind as I ran my hands over the air near him.

"Secondly: I myself have no desire towards men so we come to an impasse. I will not fuck you even if I was paid to do so. So that leaves me with another option, one I find to be exhilarating." I said with a sinister chuckle.

His eyes grew worried and I smiled up at him. My hand shot out and grabbed his stomach making him cry out in terror. I felt the power surge through me and I cried out in release as it flowed into him. I saw his face contort with agony then the real pain set in. He screamed and wailed against my power trying futilely to make himself resist it, but if he had about eight hundred years or so, he might have been able to. I set the power into him wanting nothing more than for my plan to take root. I felt the power reach out to his very being and he was torn asunder. His body began to shift and reform. He cried out then went silent as he could only stare in blank horror as the power made his hips pop and reset. His hands shrank into a more delicate version of themselves. His stomach changed it's musculature. He then wailed again as his shoulders popped and reset into a smaller more delicate version. His braided hair undid itself and flowed out into a thick mane that went down his shoulders then to the middle of his back. His voice became high pitched and feminine. His cock shriveled up and went into himself as a full set of vaginal lips became apparent. Then he looked down as the breasts swelled on his chest. I gave him a little extra in the chest and ass department for my own sick pleasure. I then dropped him to the floor forever changed.

I slumped back and summoned two of my shadows. They caught me as I fell and hoisted me to my feet. She was on the floor unconscious as her face became very delicate and even pretty. I had also seen into his mind and saw the changes taking effect. She would remember his old life, but it would not be her choice to live like him. I took it upon myself to infuse her mind with the mind of a beautiful woman with strong urges and now she was reborn. I smiled at my handiwork. I did leave a part of him in there, a small sliver locked away. A part that was going to get to enjoy the show that was to unfold. I felt my strength return and stood from my servants grasp.

"Take her to a room and get her appropriate clothing. I will deal with her when I recover more." I commanded softly.

They bowed and gently lifted her into their arms then took her away. I went to my bed and scowled at it. I couldn't sleep in their filth so I waved my hand and it disappeared from view. I then formed a new bed from my own mastery of the Material form. The bed formed into it's shape and even the sheets of pure Egyptian cotton were made as I slumped into it passing out. My servants stood guard over their master as I slumbered.

I awoke to a strange headache, but it passed as I opened my eyes. I was in the new bed and my servants had made me food. I ate it down and got to my feet. I was still in my clothes from the night before and went to my shower. I scrubbed and made myself clean. I then dressed in slacks and a silk shirt. I went to my living room and turned on the news. As it came to life I sat in the middle of the room and meditated. I felt the information on the TV as it passed through my ears and I went into a deep trance. I then began to absorb all the information from the last twelve hours. I opened my eyes and saw barely a few minutes had passed. I got to my feet and my mind was refreshed and my power was at peak. I then stalked to her room. She was awake and looking at her body in the mirror. She ran her hands over her body and I could see the impulses taking root in her mind as her fingers lingered over her nipples. She gasped as she then saw me in it's reflection.

"What did you do to me!?" she screamed and rushed at me. I caught her arms and she slumped against me then bean to sob. I held her arms to her side and pulled her into me. She cried, wailed and tore against me. I held her until she stopped and she just stood in my arms sobbing.

"I told you last night that I do not favor men. Get used to this as it may be permanent." I lied and she looked up at me horrified. I continued before she could make any more pathetic words. "I said "may be". I will make you a deal and its a good one. I will keep you as a woman for a month. If in that month I make you cry out in pleasure or beg me for sex, then you stay permanently. If you don't I give you ten million dollars and turn you back. It's a one time offer that expires..."

What I didn't tell her, and rightfully so, was that the change was not just to her body, it was to her mind as well. I wasn't about to have a selfish little fuck in my house. I really took pleasure in the fact that his mind and the ways of doing things were now gone, what remained was a woman with a sexy body and some serious urges to please. It may seem cold of me to stack the deck against this person, but he signed his own fate when he fucked that worthless whore I once called my wife.

She grabbed my hands and shook them madly. I felt the energy slip into her and she felt it also. I had sealed the deal with my power and she was now stuck to the it until either I died or she won out.

"Well I certainly can't call you by your name Alphonso anymore, so instead I will call you one more fitting a lady such as you. I think Alicia will suffice. Now come Alicia, let's see what you fate has in store of you." I said lewdly.

I spent the next two days recovering and buying her clothes. I took her to many woman's dress and casual dress stores and had quite the show as she was made to model them for me. I even went so far as to buy her lingerie. I took no small amount of pleasure in making her dress accordingly. She hated me at first for doing it, but I saw the mind changes taking over. She, in reality, was taking the time as pleasurable. I told you, her mind was there and not his.

On the second day of this I was able to get myself together after a peaceful night of slumber. We didn't sleep together yet, but that was about to change today. I went to her room to get her ready for another round of shopping when I saw what she was wearing and my mind was awoken to how well my powers had worked. She was dressed in a very sexy red lacy bra and boy short set. The way the bra hugged her breasts and the clinging that the shorts did to her sensual hips made me stare longer than I should have. She was admiring her body in the new clothes as I slipped in. She hadn't seen me yet and I slipped up behind her. She then saw me and turned about. She was going to hit me, but I was inside her arm. I let it go around my neck and pulled her close to me. She shuddered as her breasts pressed against my chest. Her body shook as I put my other hand on her lower back.

"You look stunning today Alicia." I whispered softly. I then very passionately breathed into her ear.

Her eyes were full of fear as I held her body against me. I could tell her body and mind were becoming more used to the nature of her womanly urges. She was breathing shallowly and her body shook in anticipation as much as fear. I slid my hand over her firm full butt causing her to moan softly. I then decided to test the waters. Her mouth was open from the moan and I slid my tongue in it. She was shocked and scared, but my kiss was a sensual one that had used many times over the centuries to make many a proper and virtuous woman fall for me then and there. She moaned against me as my hand continued to caress her ass. She then cried out as I hiked her leg up to my waist. She sighed and shuddered as she felt my bulge suddenly against her thigh. She looked up at me in shock and then she fell backwards. I caught her as she fell and lifted her to her bed. I slid the panties off her and she looked up at me scared. I drank in her fear savoring each drop as a fine nectar and lashed my tongue across her juicy slit. She cried out and sat up straight. Her hands went across her chest and she then felt the urges overtake her. She ripped at her nipples and screamed out loud. The deal was won and I was the victor, I now had only but to collect my winnings.

I continued to feast on her juicy pussy and she came violently. It was quite the task of keeping her hips from buycking so hard as to break my nose, but I managed and thrashed my tongue along her thick clit as she bucked. I tasted the sweet nectar and I got an evil idea in my mind. I laid her back flat then I slid up her. I then kissed her mouth and let her taste her own juices. She sighed and even licked them from my chin. She then lost all pretenses of caring and kissed me on the mouth. I let her tongue taste my lips and tongue as she was lost in the pleasures of a woman. I then slid my hands over her nipples and she moaned louder. I then leaned down and suckled on those fat dark nipples. She cried out again and I didn't relent. I suckled at them and chewed on them softly. She was so lost in her lusts she hadn't noticed my pants where gone. I had used my energy to undo them and took them down along with my silk boxers. I saw the target of my desires. I slid my now fully engorged member up her slit and she sighed and shook.

She looked down and when she saw the sheer girth I had she began to tremble. "That's going to hurt isn't it?" she whispered in a worried tone.

I nodded my head apologetically and slid the first three inches in her. She tensed up and gasped. I felt her juices slid over my cock and I smiled. I teased her with slow circles, she moaned as I then used a trick I learned to make it slide in deeper. I circled my hips slowly and shoved an inch or two in at a time. She was moaning and whimpering as my member came closer and closer to being fully inside of her. She moaned and then did something unexpected. Her legs locked around my butt and I was pushed deep inside of her. I bottomed out in her causing her to scream. In our first attempt at this she was able to take my full ten inches no problem. I left myself there and she was shaking under me. I felt the sensations of her warm wet hole on my thick member. She was whimpering as I drew it out slowly and she sighed as I pushed it back inside of her. I then smiled at her, leaned down then whispered in her ear, "Hold on baby girl, this is going to get intense."

She gripped the sheets of the bed and I slid deep in her. She trembled as I did then moaned loudly as I built up a rhythm. I felt her body had well adjusted to the magics, as it seemed her mind did as well. She began to thrust back at me as I slid deeper inside of her. She was crying out in passion as I then began to buck hard inside of her. She threw her head back and screamed as a massive orgasm ripped through her. She was screaming so loud I thought she was going to black out. I slammed into her harder and harder. I felt my own release coming up. I then smiled and flipped her to her stomach. She whimpered as my cock came out of her. She looked back over her shoulder pleadingly and I slid my hands up her body grabbing a double handful of her tits. She moaned loud as I did then I slid back in her. She threw her head back screaming as I did and I was enthralled by the spectacle. I had done a very good job in my punishment. I sensed her orgasm building up again. She then threw her head back and demanded I fuck her hard. I obliged and went as hard in her as I could and she cried out. I then got a evil smile and in a lightning fast motion I slapped her ass as I slammed into her as she keened into the night.

I felt my own orgasm building and leaned into her back. I drew her hair back and whispered in her ear as I pumped into her.

"I'm going to cum, where do you want it?"

She looked at me with pleading eyes, "I don't... know. Where do.... Where do you want it...AHHH!" she cried out as I slid in her.

She was in the throes of another orgasm. I decided to make the judgment for her. I knew the magic was far reaching enough to even make her able to reproduce. I didn't want her traumatized that badly, at least not yet. I remembered she had made my now ex pregnant, but I figured to wait a while for that. She had cried out in pleasure and so the deal was now permanent. I won she lost, but I doubt she considered this losing. I pulled out of her then flipped her to her back and stroked my cock hard. I fired off several thick shots of cum. The shots hit her neck, tits, and stomach and she was covered in my thick juices. Her body undulated beneath me as I came, she even went so far as to rub my hot cum into her body. I saw her then slowly lick her fingers and sigh as she did. She was now totally a woman. No more was she the fuckhead that dared to cross me, she was mine totally and wholly.

I then stood over her and she looked up at my still hard cock, she flicked her tongue over the head and moaned as a drop of cum hit her tongue. She then went mad and leaned forward to suck my hard cock. I moaned as she did and then smiled down at her. She looked up at me with longing and she then sucked my cock as far into her mouth as possible. I pulled back and whispered, "You are mine now, does that please you?"

She nodded her head and stood up.

"I'm sorry I angered you, I know that it wasn't right. Can you ever forgive me?" she looked at me pleading.

"I am not mad at you, only at him. But as he no longer exists, why should I be anything other than kind to you?" I said. She smiled brightly at me and hugged me tight.

"So what now?" she asked me

I got a smile on my face and tilted my head. "How about you dress in that sexy white bustier and garter combo I gave you. Then put on that sexy black dress, this white blouse, and these heels." I suggested and she smiled at me hungrily then went to dress. The knowledge in her mind was intuitive. She was able to dress, even walk in the heels easily enough. I watched her slowly dress and my cock twitched as I saw her slide the stockings up her legs. Her dark skin against the white of the stockings was so erotic I nearly took her then and there. I waited however, as I came up with the perfect remedy for my anger.

I waited for her to dress and she was completed rather quickly. I felt the power in me began to form and I held my hands out in front of me. My eyes took on a gold hue and I felt the energy build up. She saw this and at first was scared. She then watched as the energy in me came out and a shape began to form. She was enthralled as my hands began to weave an intricate pattern then the shape took a wholeness. It was a necklace made of gold with a simple yet elegant diamond pendant. I closed my eyes then breathed into my hands and the shape was made permanent. I then opened my eyes and held my hand up with the necklace dangling between my fingers. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at it. I then motioned for her to turn around and set the necklace around her neck. I then ran my hands down her breasts she moaned loudly and leaned into my chest. I felt her supple ass grind against me making me groan in pleasure.

I decided to stop before I did what I wanted. I took her in my arms and whispered into her ear, "Maybe you have someone to say good riddance to?"

She looked at me with a sultry look and in a nasty tone said, "Oh yes I do, maybe even show her up." She made that apparent as she arched into my arms. I was so turned on at this moment I had to fuck her. I then used a control trick and made myself relax. She sensed it and whimpered against me.
"Let's go and face her then, maybe show her the fun she's missing out on." I said and she smiled at me like a hungry wolf.

She led me by the hand to my car. I watched as her hips swayed in her six inch heels. She was so damn beautiful I knew at once this was going to be a good time in my life. She was a wanton little slut as well, which in my mind was going to only add to the fun. We got into my car and drove out to the hotel. The whole way there she either crossed her legs showing me the lacy tops of her stockings or teased me by rubbing my crotch, I loved it. Not two days ago he was trying to assault me futilely, now she was so hungry for my cock it was awe inspiring.

We got to the hotel and she sauntered into the lobby. She drew stares as she walked in. I mean seriously, a near six foot two inch tall, in heels, dishy black woman wearing the sexiest skirt and heels that made the tops of her stockings show as she strutted would make anyone's head turn. Her long hair was permed straight down her back adding to her allure. As she prowled into the room people couldn't help but stare. I could only smile a dark smile at my handiwork. In the elevator I grabbed her and savagely kissed her lips and she responded by wrapping her legs around my back. We gave the business men in the elevator with us quite a show until it was our floor and then we simply left like nothing had happened. We went to the room my now ex was in. I didn't bother to knock and entered the room. I held my hand up to Alicia and she got the hint. She waited for me in the hall as I walked in.

I stood In the doorway and my ex Alexis saw me. She had cried herself out for two nights it seemed. I looked at her impassively. I didn't care for her at this point, all the love I may have once had for her had gone the way of the dodo. I just plainly didn't give a fuck about her anymore. She saw the look on my face and was surprisingly hopeful. I simply held up my hand and shook my head as she came towards me.

"I told you before we are through Alexis. I don't even want to feel your tainted touch. It seems your now ex boyfriend has had a change of heart. He is very apologetic to me and made amends very nicely." I said with a sneer on my face

"What did you do to Alphonso, please don't hurt him he's all I have left in this world!" she cried begging me for leniency.

. "Alicia dear, please come in." I said in a loud voice.

When Alicia walked into the room and Alexis' face sagged. Her eyes grew wide as she fell to her knees. She had her hands over her mouth as she tried to regain her breath. She watched in horror as Alicia sauntered up to me then put her arms around my neck and leaned into my side. I wrapped an arm around her shapely waist and rested it on the curve of her ass. She purred into me as I did. She then looked at Alexis and sneered then licked her lips seductively.

"You see I didn't kill him, I simply made him...well...better." I said smiling seductively.

Alicia leaned up and kissed my cheek. I felt her full lips on my cheek and my cock twitched. I then tapped Alicia on her waist and she walked forwards towards her. She looked down at her crossed her arms and stared hard at her for a long while. She then laughed, turned her back to her, and then walked back to me.

"I was stupid for being with you. I was not really happy with you, I simply wanted a cute little white girl to fuck and make me look big. In reality, I wasn't that big." she explained. She then turned to her and said in a low husky voice, "In a way it seems I have you to thank for this, in but two days he made me into this and showed me how much fun it could be. So for that baby girl I say thanks, for my life I say: fuck off whore."

I laughed aloud as she cast her aside. She then walked up to me and put her arms around my neck. She leaned in and kissed me open mouth in front of her. I returned the kiss and she moaned and shuddered. I then smiled as she slipped down to her knees. She fished my cock out and looked at her ex lover and hissed.

"How could you ever leave this cock, my god it's so big and yummy." she said as she put her mouth on it and began to suck me with vigor.

She swirled her tongue along the tip and moaned taking me deep in her mouth. I sat back and allowed her to take as much down as she could. I then started talking her into the ways to relax. She did and slowly inch by inch she bobbed hard and took more of me in. She pulled off and choked a bit, but she was determined. She kept at it for what seemed like hours. I looked over at Alexis and she was lost in the moment. Her eyes were wide and she was on her knees stunned. I smiled a devilish smile at her and put my hand on top of Alicia's head causing her to moan and go deeper on me. I started to slowly move my hips to match her movements. She pulled off me and gasped. Her spit covered my length. I sighed as she opened up and in one determined motion went back to where she had been. I helped her along and on her next downward push my stomach came in contact with her nose. She moaned on me in delight and then pulled back slowly. She kissed the tip of me and got up. She undid her blouse and pulled her tits out of the top of the bustier. She then slid her skimpy thong off her juicy ass and bent over the edge of nearby couch. I grabbed my cock and walked behind her. She whimpered as I neared.

"Fuck me baby, make me cum like you did earlier." she begged me. Two times in one day she broke her end of the agreement, if she did one more time I was seriously considering marrying her. I slid my cock along her slit making her whimper. She then looked back at me over her shoulder and had a feral look on her beautiful features.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me you fuck! Don't fucking tease me, fuck me!" she screamed at me

I slammed all the way into her dripping hole and she screamed a feral scream. She thrust back against my cock as I slammed into her deeply. I fucked her as hard as I have ever fucked a pussy before. In all my eleven hundred and eighty plus years I never found a woman who wanted me so badly. It was so fucking hot that I began to see a darker side of myself as I kept on. The fact I was fucking my now ex wife's former lover in front of her made it all the sweeter. I pounded that dripping pussy with a vengeance. I spun her about and threw her on the edge of the couch and slipped deeper into her. I hiked her legs up my shoulders and plowed her hard. I felt the orgasm rip into her as she howled and bit into my shoulder. I felt the blood seep from the bite and sighed as she clamped down on me. I laid her flat on her back and fucked even more viciously. She keened into the room causing a nearby passerby to drop his ice bucket. I felt his eyes on the door and in a fit of passion I sent a wave through the door and into his mind. I showed him the sexy woman on her back being fucked hard and dirty. I then let go of his mind and went back to my own pleasure.

She looked up at me and started to babble incoherently. I heard her beg me to cum and make her my slut. I was so turned on by this I acquiesced to her command. I took my cock from her dripping pussy and she got up on her knees. She grabbed me and stroked me hard over her open mouth. I threw my head back and howled as a huge orgasm spurred my balls into action. I fired a massive load on cum into her waiting mouth. She was so shocked by the force of the first blast she leaned back as the rest flooded her mouth and sprayed across her face. She lapped at my cock as I sprayed a huge amount of sperm into her hungry mouth. I finished cuming and Alicia looked up at me and then turned her head to Alexis. She licked her lips so seductively it caused me to moan and arch again. She sucked my head into her mouth and not once did she take her eyes off Alexis, I was in bliss as she got up and walked to her. She had a mouthful of my cum and spat it into her face. Alexis cried out then sobbed into her hands. I sat back into a nearby chair then said in a simple tone.

"I won't say we didn't have a decent time together Alexis, but that time is now over. I hope you can push past this as we have. Go and find your peace and know this: even though I disdain of you I won't be heartless. Your child is going to be well taken care of. I will see to it after you birth it, it goes to it's real mother." I said looking at Alicia. "I have a feeling it will be better taken care of by a real woman. If you harm yourself or the child before it is born I will give you to Samira to play with for as long as she deems necessary. Don't make me do that. Now as I promised you will have an account with ten thousand dollars. Don't make a scene and sign the papers nicely and I'll even take care of you while your pregnant. Do we ave an accord?" I said reaching my hand out to her.

She looked at me with her eyes so full of pain it was pathetic. I simply held my hand out and she had no choice but to shake. The power went through her arm and bound her to the deal. I felt Samira's might across the state as she felt the deal and I then felt her hungry gaze cast itself upon my ex. My daughter was many things, but she was loyal to me and would do as needed to make this whore suffer. She smiled at the thought and whispered a loving response to my mind.

I looked at Alicia who had reset herself. She walked to me and whispered, "Lets go baby, I'm tired of being in this room with her."

I put my arm about her and we left back to my house. On the drive back she actually shocked me as she pulled her heels off and drew her legs under her and leaned against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me possessively. I leaned over to her then kissed her thick lips softly and she closed her eyes as we kissed passionately. We arrived back to my house and the dark energy from the days before were gone, it was replaced by a new energy I had yet to determine. I felt the happiness return to my mind as I saw her sit on the couch and pat the side next to her. I sat back and she began to massage my shoulders. I smiled a bit then leaned back into what was going to become my greatest hour.