There are sexy, seductive vixens and then there are invisible, timid wall-flowers that never get noticed. The latter one used to describe me perfectly. There are witches and then there are Witches. I used to be the former. There are also women that you just need to fuck and those that you’ll do anything to or for just to be able to keep on fucking. Now that I have the grimoire, I am both of those. It’s a long story involv...

The changes wrought within me were subtle but profound. I had been torn asunder and scattered through the void only to be forged anew upon the anvil of creation and the fires of divine power. My heart beat to the rhythms of nature and my veins flowed with the fiery magick of Aphrodite herself. I could feel my newfound power coursing through me. Good old “what’s her name” was now a mere dream, a nightmare borne of my worst...

The life-giving, warming rays of the morning sun crept through my window and wrapped me in their arms. I awoke to the heat of the sun caressing my nude body, inspiring my hands to caress my innermost folds where Sol couldn’t reach. Tweaking my already erect nipples into nubs that only knew pleasure, I concentrated my fingers further down, finding another nub that made my body vibrate with my own touch. My back arched, my...

Feeling the goddess pulsating inside me, her gift of passions beyond limit consuming my soul, I decided to walk in the park before indulging in a thrice-blessed shopping spree. I told myself that the calming, serene auras of natural creatures and flora around me were what I needed, while my truer self realized that I craved more sexual attention. My footsteps caused my loins to vibrate; my breathing caused my nipples to t...

My elated feeling of freedom lasted for less than a minute. The weight of what had transpired in the past day fell upon my soul, shattering my blissful mood, quenching the fires of desire burning within me. I had been transformed from being a real nowhere girl, living in my nowhere world, into a vibrant, sexual force of nature; I had also been transformed into an unemployed homeless waif, covered in minor burns and ashen...

For want of a nail, the kingdom was lost. For want of the key, the doors remained locked. Try as I might, on the following day, the next, and the next, until the days became weeks, book two of Aunt Grace’s grimoire was pure gibberish. The cosmic carrot dangled before me, enticing me towards more power, while the cosmic gorilla foiled every effort to unlock more secrets. It’s not that the prior weeks had been unkind; it wa...

What shall it profit a witch, if she shall gain the whole world and lose her soul? For me, the answer is “chained nude to a cross, covered in blood, about to be sacrificed in an occult ritual.” The obvious problem with power is that it makes one powerful. Being powerful leads one directly into temptation, becomes a quest for even greater power. There are those that can accept the mantle of power with grace and there are t...

Witch-sight can be very distracting. The golden sun slowly meandered towards the horizon, casting hues of pink, fire, and blue into the clouds as stars emerged from their hiding places, beginning their ceremonious waltz across the sky. I didn’t merely see light; I saw the active energy of the cosmos. Tendrils of solar energy snaked about the sky, weaving a web of pulsing life that permeated all, waving goodbye to the eart...

Like a whirlwind of cosmic proportions, life buffeted me about, a prophetic tempest of chance and emotion. The gamut of elation to despair, events from impossible to the probable, assailed me. Of woes I was amply blessed, but those that have tend to receive, some Karmic form of compound interest. Chance, happenstance, magick, and fate were playing roulette with my soul. The gods seemed to be playing a game of cricket with...

Hidden from view, just off stage, I moaned in pleasure as the young, muscular stage attendant licked up and down my dripping pussy. Casper saw me in the throes of goddess-driven, blissful passion as we shared naughty smiles. He was on center stage, addressing the audience at his seminar. Distracting him while he lectured was now our game; it was fair, he did the same thing to me. “Let me see a show of hands,” he said, his...