Enchantress - Book 1 of 8
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Chapter 2
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A Loving Homage to the king of humor, Sir Terry Pratchett. Imagine yourself on a disc shaped world that rests on the back of four elephants. Now imagine the four elephants are standing on an enormous sea turtle as it swims through space. Now imagine, except for your father, that you are the world's most powerful librarian. And your father is an orangutan. And this is just the start of the story.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Magic First
“Wot’s wrong man?” boomed the Archchancellor.
“Ook!”
“My apologies, wot’s wrong ape? You look like you lost your best friend.” The Archchancellor was rarely a visitor to the library for anything other than a quick brush up on entomology. It would soon be trout season, and new flies must be tied.
“Ook.” The Librarian had a nervous tome in the binding clamp, and he was carefully resewing the main binding of the shuddering grimoire.
“Eh? He got lost in the stacks?”
“Ook.”
“Chin up! He’ll be back soon, he’s gotta eat sometime!”
“Eek!”
“Sorry, but it’s true ol’ ma ... uh ... ape.”
“Ook.”
“You’re welcome.”
Every evening, as the sun set and underclassmen were banned from the library, the allowed users of the library carried lanterns to find their books, the Librarian grabbed his blanket and a banana and climbed high into the tallest shelves where he could hide in the warm dry air of the upper reaches. There he made his bed, pulled his ancient blanket over his head, and sadly watched the coming and going of those select few wizards that were authorized and trained to travel through L-Space.
Every few months or so, his foster child would come home for a joyful reunion with her foster father, where he would teach her necessary skills, including bookbinding and long division using the Dewey Decimal system. She was growing fast and growing wise, and she announced one day that she wanted a girl’s name like the other lady librarians.
“Ook?”
“Too common. Everybody has that name.”
“Ook?
“It sounds funny. Nobody is going to respect a librarian with that for a name.”
“Ook?”
“It’s too long for a proper name tag.”
The librarian sighed. Nothing in his decades of training and experience had prepared him to deal with pre-teenage girls. “Ook?”
“Perfect!” she cried “I love it!” and now the young foundling was known throughout the multiverse as Octavia Worblehat, Librarian-In-Training.
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