Chapter 13

Lilith and I returned to the living room. Pasha was gone. Vixen and Stacia sat on one couch, quietly talking to Cupps, who sat across from them on the other couch. When Stacia noticed us coming down the hall, all three stopped talking and looked our way.

“Well?” Cupps asked, looking anxious.

Lilith and I approached and sat down on opposite lounges. I shook my head. “It didn’t work,” I said. I knew they would have questions and added. “I don’t know why, but it seems I cannot forge the bond with anyone here.” Then I looked at Cupps. “It would appear, Henry was trying to recreate the bond using several different spells.”

She slumped in her seat. “So, what does that mean for me?”

I shook my head. “I’m not giving up on you,” I said. “It may take me a bit longer, but I should still be able to correct this. I’ll simply have to do it one spell at a time.”

She nodded. “And if that takes longer than you have today?”

I looked around at the others. “I’ve only been here for a day and a half. I should have another day and a half to work on this.”

Cupps looked around at the others too. “I can’t take up all your time like that.”

Stacia shook her head. “Right now, you need his help more than anyone needs his attention.”

Lilith nodded and folded her feet up under her. “Besides, some of us need time to recover.”

Vixen and Stacia both smirked, but Cupps looked stricken. She looked at me. “Are we going to have to...” and she waved at Lilith.

I shook my head. “You believe I’m going to take advantage?”

“Other guys try all the time,” she said in a small voice.

I sighed. “We can do this here, where the others can see if you prefer.”

She looked around, looking a little scared of someone watching her. “Really?”

I watched her. “Either you trust me or you don’t,” I said and waited.

Cupps stared back at me. I could see the thought processes working through her eyes. She weighed what she knew of me against what she had experienced, and probably what the spells on her told her to feel, and I was not gaining any ground. This entire exercise was based on her desire to change how she felt and what she wanted for herself. It wasn’t a war about me or trust, but about what she wanted and the changes she felt she needed. Finally, she looked up at me and said, “Then can you do something about this anxiety? All this is making me scared and I don’t want to be scared anymore.”

“There’s nothing wrong with fear,” Vixen said. “You just don’t let it control you.”

Cupps looked at her with wide eyes and I could almost read her expression. Sure, you say that, but it’s not as easy as you make it out to be. Then she closed her eyes, took a few calming breaths, did her best to relax, and finally looked at me again.

I nodded, and asked, “Okay, to start, is it okay for me to remove spells?”

Cupps looked at me with large eyes. She nodded.

I nodded too, and then looked around at our seating arrangement. “How about we swap seats? The more relaxed you are the easier this will be for both of us.”

She nodded again, looking slightly drunk.

I stood up, offering the lounge section to her. She moved over, stretching out on the lounge. I moved around her to sit in the middle section. I turned in my seat more easily face her, looked into her eyes, gave her a small, hopefully, friendly smile, and closed my eyes.

I brought up her emotion board again. It threw sparks and somehow looked even more damaged than before. I moved in closer, studying it for changes. It didn’t look like the circuit board in the back had done anything to cause further problems, but her board overall seemed more frayed as if it had aged in the short time since I last looked at it. I moved in further, looking even closer. It looked like when someone took time-lapse photos of flowers blossoming, but this was the erosion of the main components of her emotion board. If I was right, the more I looked at this, the faster the erosion occurred.

Was this a defensive aspect of the spells Henry placed on her? Why would he use his spells to erode her personality in favor of his modifications?

I moved around to look at the circuit board. I moved from one chip to another. Each one had indicators that told me their purpose. Then I noticed a small silver chip that had many, many more circuits flowing in and out of it. I moved in closer to study its structure and found something none of the other chips possessed, a word etched into it: “Henry.” It had to be how Henry had focused her emotional devotion to him. He tied all these different spells to this identifying spell. I didn’t believe removing it would hurt anything or change any of the spells. If anything, many of those spells should become dormant, at least until a new chip replaced it, focusing her emotions toward someone else. Cupps had originally requested that I replace Henry in her head with someone else. Now, I had the chance to remove Henry, but, to me, it was only the first step.

I conjured a small set of wire cutters and set to cutting all the connections to the chip. Some of the circuits withered, like dead vines that quickly dried up and turned to dust. The rest of the circuits lay still and quiet. Maybe they were waiting for the replacement chip, or the spells they were attached to couldn’t function without the identifier. I didn’t know.

With that lack of knowledge, I pulled away from Cupps’ emotional board and looked down at her.

She looked up at me and smiled. All traces of fear and anxiety were gone. “What did you do?” she asked.

The rest of the room was quiet too. Everyone was waiting to find out.

I explained what her board looked like, what I found sticking out of the back of it, and why I surmised that the board sticking out didn’t belong to her. “I found a circuit chip on the foreign board with Henry’s name on it. I removed the chip.”

She smiled. “Well, I wanted you to replace Henry in my mind. Whom did you put there?”

I shook my head. “No one. I left it empty, which seems to have had an effect already.” Then I looked around at the others, all of whom nodded.

“You look so much more relaxed,” Lilith said. Vixen and Stacia both nodded in agreement.

I looked at Cupps again. “So, how do you feel?”

She rolled her eyes around, thinking about what to say. “I’m not worried about what Henry would say or do anymore.” She looked at me again and her smile took on a wolfish aspect. Her eyes roamed over me and came up again. “I don’t have a problem thinking about other men.”

I looked at the others. All three of them smiled politely. I looked at Cupps again and said, “Well, there are still more spells on you that are currently dormant. If you act, they may be triggered, and I cannot say what the combination would do. It would be better if I continued to remove them.”

Her smile eased back into friendly and she nodded. “Please do. I don’t want to feel like that anymore.”

I nodded and focused on her emotional board again.

So, if the named chip helped focus her attention on him, then it stood to reason that the rest of this circuit board didn’t belong here either. I conjured a large set of tools for working with circuit boards and began work. Following the dormant circuits from where Henry’s identifier originally sat, I found one chip after another, removed them, and went on to the next one.

Once I was finished with the dormant chips, I pulled back to look the board over. There were only five chips left, and all of them looked as though they were working hard. Don’t ask me how I could tell. I know you can’t visually tell when a circuit is working hard unless it’s smoking, but these chips seemed to pulse with activity, and I knew removing them would be a tricky bit of maneuvering.

I moved in on one of the larger chips. I studied the arrangement and realized that this was an inhibitor. What it inhibited, I didn’t know, but I suspected that it inhibited something about Cupps’ emotions. I knew my girls could be emotional, but I would never say they were too emotional, and trying to inhibit their emotions would only lead to problems. In this case, however, I followed the circuits and found that it only connected to her emotional board. The other four chips had various minor connections to each other, but this one was isolated.

I clipped the connections and watched them vanish, along with the chip.

I heard Stacia call my name.

I pulled back, glanced at her to see that she was pointing at Cupps, and then looked at Cupps.

Cupps’ face was flushed and her breathing was heavy.

I waved a hand to get her attention. She looked at me and I got the impression that she was responding to some kind of increased stimuli. “Scarlet,” I said with a low, steady tone like I was trying to talk to someone who had lost their mind to anger or such. “I remove an inhibitor spell. You may feel a bit overwhelmed until I finish, so hang in there, okay?”

She nodded.

I looked at the others. “Let me know if she passes out or goes into convulsions or anything.”

Vixen moved around to sit next to Cupps. She curled up to the redhead and looked at me. “Move faster.”

I nodded and went back to her emotional board. Snipping away the remaining circuits wasn’t fast enough. I needed to remove the entire board. I conjured a pair of needle-nose pliers and a Phillips screwdriver. Then I gripped the board with the pliers and used the screwdriver to remove the screws I found which attached the card to Cupps’ display board.

It didn’t take me long to remove the circuit board. More than that, the hard wires that had reached into the back of Cupps’ display board from the circuit board withered and fell away like they had been burnt to ash. I tossed the circuit board off to the side, disposing of it.

Someone called my name again, and I felt something - or someone - crash into me.

I lost focus on Cupps’ emotional board and found myself lying back on the couch. Cupps crawled up along my body. Her expression was vastly different from the timid, little girl expression she had shown me almost since we had met. Now, she was flushed, her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were hungry. If I didn’t know better, I would say she was horny.

She pulled herself up until her eyes were level with mine. “I cannot believe I didn’t jump you the instant I walked through the front door.” Then she leaned down, putting her nose to my neck, and took a deep sniff. She pulled back. Her face held an odd expression. Then she shook her head and sniffed at me again. She pulled back and said, “You smell like sweat and ... other things.” She looked me in the eyes. “I always liked the way Henry smelled, even after hours of sex with him.”

I tilted my head to the side, curious.

She looked down at me again and leaned down again. she licked my cheek, drawing a wet swath over to my mouth. Her lips pressed to mine, and her tongue dove into my mouth without restraint.

After a deep Frenchy for only a few seconds, she pulled back and sat up. The look on her face was disgusted. “Why do I feel like I’m kissing my kid brother when I kiss you?”

I shook my head and sat up too. “I removed his influence over your emotions,” I said. “I haven’t started looking at the physical changes he made. There could be things he did that only apply to parts of your body.”

She frowned. “Why would he do that?”

I looked around at the others. I couldn’t think of any other reason and the others didn’t seem to be the ones to say it. I looked at Cupps and said, “He wanted you all to himself. He didn’t want you to go wandering should he not return for a long time.”

She frowned at that. “Fucker,” she said under her breath. Then she looked at me. “I need this changed then. I need him out of my life.”

I nodded and asked, “Do you want to do this here or...” I trailed off and remembered all the transparent walls of the house. “Or, we can do it here.”

She smiled at me as if I had finally agreed to something she had wanted all along.

I waved back at the couch. “Let’s return to how we were before.”

She shook her head and rolled her hips. “No,” she said with a thoughtful expression. “I want to stay right here.” and she rubbed herself against my rising hard-on.

“Fine,” I said and turned us so my back was to the back of the couch. She squealed with the movement and the others moved back, but I did my best to get comfortable and stared at her face.

I found spells all over her face. She had them in her eyes, on her ears, in her nose, on her lips, her teeth, her tongue, and in her hair. There were spells on her skin too. that not only covered her face but ran the length of her body. I spoke to the others gently, explaining what I found. I decided to start with her nose.

I only found two spells in her nose. The first offered her a good, strong sense of smell. She could probably pick up on things most people couldn’t. The second spell, however, enhanced her sexual arousal when she smelled Henry. “Found something,” I said, and I told them.

Cupps frowned. “Why would he do that to me?”

I shook my head. “He was trying to duplicate the various effects of the bond. I know some of my girls get a thrill when they smell me. I wouldn’t be surprised if all of your senses are enhanced like that.”

She shook with frustration. “Can you change it so I’m happy with whomever?”

“Let me take a closer look,” I said and she held still.

Moving in closer, I looked over the details of the spell. It reminded me of the microchips on the circuit board jammed into her emotion board. Only the legs/teeth of this chip went straight into her nasal passages. Upon closer inspection, I found Henry’s name. I felt the smooth metal around his name, found the edges of the plate, and removed the plate from the chip. A single wire attached the plate to the chip. I disconnected the wire from the plate and tucked it inside the chip. Then I pulled back.

Looking her in the eyes, I asked, “How is that?”

She leaned into me and sniffed at my neck like before. Then she leaned against me and sighed. “Oh, that’s so much better.”

I looked at the others, who watched, smiled, and quietly giggled.

I gripped Cupps’ shoulders and held her back. “You have a lot of other spells on you. This could take a while for me to remove all of Henry’s influence.”

She gazed at me with fluttering eyelids and nodded. I wasn’t entirely sure she was all there.

Knowing what I was looking for, I went back in. Most of the spells Henry put on her only enhanced her in some way, better sight, better hearing, good teeth, and so on. However, some enchantments augmented her arousal due to her sensing Henry in one way or another. For each spell, I found his name on a microchip, removed the plate, and tucked the wire back into the chip. It seemed without anything specifically connected to that wire, the chip augmented her arousal no matter whom she sensed. After modifying such enchantments on her eyes, ears, lips, tongue, and teeth, I pulled back again. “How do you feel now?”

She sat on my lap fairly relaxed. She smiled at me, looking a touch drunk. “You are so good to me,” she said, slightly slurring her words.

“Seth?” Stacia asked. “What did you do?”

I shrugged. “I removed Henry as the point of influence in the spells on her face.”

“Did you remove the spells?” Vixen asked.

“No, just his name,” I said, watching Cupps.

“So, she’s acting like this because...?” Lilith asked.

“I think it may be too much for her to handle,” I said. “Maybe I should remove those particular spells.”

Cupps’ eyes widened and she leaned into me. “No!” she said. “No, I’ve never felt so good.”

I considered testing her in some way and decided to use the name she liked in front of the others. “What if I call you ... Cupps?”

She looked up and her smile blossomed. She nodded and said, “Yes, please.” Then she looked down at where her boobs pressed against me. She looked up with a frown. “But my boobs don’t feel good against you.” Then she wiggled her shoulders, making her tits shake between us. “Make them feel good too.”

I studied her eyes for a moment. I was no more adept at reading her expressions now than when she first arrived, but something told me she was excited about the changes happening. She hadn’t felt this way since she last saw Henry, and having those same, familiar feelings race through her again, even without him here, made her feel as young as she looked. So, I nodded and looked down between us.

I focused on her tits. It was something I had wanted to do since she arrived. I wasn’t so crude as to do so immediately, and I was thankful for having a good reason. My girls allowed me to focus on their breasts too, both during sex and while working on spells meant to make them more comfortable. It made me wonder if Cupps would appreciate my bra spell.

The spells Henry put on Cupps’ breasts covered more area and didn’t require the same level of focus to find or study. I found the sexual enhancement chip for her breasts tucked between them. Removing his name was easy. Then I looked closer at other aspects of her breasts and realized that there were enchantments that were directly connected to her size. Those spells would not only enhance her size, but they also enhanced her libido. I also found aspects that suggested she would never stop growing, and that her libido would also continue to become more intense with time.

I’m not sure what it looked like to the others, but I imagined shrinking myself down so I could better study these spells. I wondered if I could remove the influence on her Libido without affecting her size. It seemed that the two were quite thoroughly interwoven. I thought it was odd because none of the other spells on Cupps were that complex. Everything had its place and different points of influence, but they were all distinctly separate.

After studying the spell for several minutes, and almost ready to give up, I found a knot tying the two aspects together. They were connected to other spells directed at her nipples, which had similar effects.

I pulled the knot to me and felt the way it affected her. No, that wasn’t right. While males and females share pectoral muscles in the chest, and males have nipples, we are not nearly as sensitive in that area as the fairer sex. Now, my nipples have been magically modified. Some of Jordan’s natural sensitivity in her nipples duplicated itself to me when my Initiation ended. Now, if someone rubs my nipples, my cock turns rock hard and I’m fully ready for hip-clapping sex, and this knot not only turned up that sensitivity but made my chest feel bigger.

I turned the knot over, trying to find the ends. I finally realized that it was like a rubber band ball. The spells were knotted together here, and I would have to untwine the ends. But then I felt how they pulled at her breasts and nipples. If I released the knot, it could release the spells, causing them to unravel and stop working. I wasn’t sure there was a way to remove the enhancements on her libido without removing the changes to her size.

I pulled back and looked up at Cupps. She smiled at me and rubbed her boobs against me. “I can’t wait to feel what else you free up.” Then she leaned forward and kissed me. I didn’t expect much in the way of restraint, but she surprised me with a simple pressing of her lips to mine. It was soft and gentle, with a touch of hunger behind it.

She pulled back and shuddered. “I always loved kissing Henry,” she said softly enough that I was the only one who could hear her. Then she looked me in the eyes and added, “But you have softer lips.” and she pressed her lips to mine again.

It wasn’t long before her tongue slipped into my mouth and I found myself returning the gesture. I even found myself pulling her into me, both to feel her bobs press into my chest and belly, as well as to grind myself against. The minute I did, she broke the kiss and smiled at me. “You have to finish with the spells before we can do that.”

My breathing was heavy, similar to hers, and I nodded.

I pulled my hands down low over her back, grazing the tops of her ass cheeks, and around to her hips. I then closed my eyes and focused on the spells everywhere below her navel.

Surprisingly, there were spells on her waist. It was similar to the enhancement spells on her breasts, but rather than expand her waist, this one was designed to help keep it slim, giving her that pinched look. There were, however, no spells regarding her arousal should her waist be touched.

I moved on down to her hips and butt. There were more spells there, enhancing her size and shape, as well as enchanting her arousal. I found the same types of microchips and removed Henry’s nameplates from each one.

Finally, I centered in on her vagina. Here, I was surprised to find almost a dozen different spells. I also found half a dozen of those microchips with Henry’s nameplates. I removed all the nameplates but was too curious about the other spells.

I knew Henry had focused many of Cupps’ sexual desires toward him, but it seemed that he was more focused on how her sex would work for him. He had her set up to only be wet for her, to only open up for him, and to be a perfect fit for him. I didn’t have any problems finding and removing his nameplates, but the chips were of different designs, which made each one more and more difficult to find. It made me worry that he might have done something similar in other places.

I pulled back again and looked up at Cupps. “How do you feel now?”

Her breathing was still heavy, but it was more like she was being highly stimulated rather than exerting herself. She opened her mouth and a shuddering breath came out. Then super soft words came out with her breath. “Yes ... fuck yes...”

“There are more spells,” I said. “Henry didn’t simply duplicate the bond. He set it up so you would only have fun with him.”

Her eyes cracked open. “What do you mean?” she asked slightly louder.

“Like you wouldn’t be able to have intercourse with anyone but him,” I said. “You can now, but I need to check other places before anything else.”

She nodded and leaned into me again. Only this time, she nestled my neck, wrapped her arms around me, and happily rubbed herself against me as much as possible.

I was going to be lucky to last until I got my pants off.

I focused again, though it was much more difficult. The scent of her skin and arousal filled the air. The soft rubbing of her body hit me in all the right places, and the sounds of her soft yearning murmurs filled my ears. I fought to keep my focus and checked two places Henry might have put additional spells on.

First, I checked her throat. Sure enough, Henry had put several spells there. One made her enjoy giving him blowjobs. A second made it possible to deepthroat him without choking, and the third made it a pleasure to swallow his semen. All three spells had those signature microchips, and all three were just as easy to modify. Now, it wouldn’t matter whom she went down on, she would be able to breathe, deep throat, and swallow with the same levels of pleasure.

I then checked the last place most women consider for sex, but something told me Henry had already modified this place for his pleasure too, even if Cupps remained untouched by him there. Now, while the spells on her butt cheeks modified their size and shape, I spotted the glint of a microchip down in the crevice of her cheeks. Yes, he did it. Henry modified her anus too.

Anal sex was never something I requested. Several of my girls did on the odd occasion, and one, in particular, enjoyed it regularly - Erica - but I was never one to want it specifically. That being said, I was careful to study these spells.

Much like the spells in Cupps’ vagina, the main spells were meant to make things fun for Cupps while with Henry. I didn’t find anything that made her want anal specifically, but there were a few more spells designed to help make the experience cleaner.

I looked over the rest of her body and found several all-encompassing spells too. These had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with her youthful appearance and energy. Her skin, her muscles, her bones, and her organs were all bespelled to remain young and vital. She could, potentially, live forever with these spells on her. There were also spells involving healing. She wouldn’t have scars or indicators of damage like when a doctor looks at x-rays and can tell when someone broke a bone as a child. I suppose those would be considered scars too, but I wasn’t a doctor and didn’t have access to Emma’s knowledge and skills.

There were a few final spells designed to help her maintain her current appearance. She could alter the length and style of her hair simply by brushing it, but she couldn’t change the color. She could also go out in the sun, which I would believe would burn her fair skin, but Henry cast a spell on her that would allow her to sunbathe all she wanted without tanning or burning. The only other change had to do with her pubic hair. None grew. She didn’t have to worry about shaving her armpits, her legs, or her pelvic region. It made me wonder if any of that had grown in before Henry cast his spells on her and what she did about it.

Now, while I had been playing around with a bra spell for my girls, I had never considered trying something like these spells. No, I wasn’t going to try to make them eternally youthful, but that pubic hair spell had potential. I can’t count the number of times I heard one or more complain about shaving. Maybe, if things worked out with the spells as they are, I could return and study them to learn how to apply them like Henry did, only without the target-specific triggers.

I pulled back from the spell work on Cupps to find her asleep on me.

I looked around at the others. “What happened?”

Lilith, Vixen, and Cupps all had smirks on their faces. They tried to hold back, but they burst out in laughter.

It made Cupps startle awake. “What happened?”

I held her to me, like an oversized child. “You fell asleep,” I said, and I rolled my eyes at the other three.

Cupps sat back to look at me. “Well?” She asked. “Did you find everything?”

I nodded. “I did. I even found some extras that Henry gifted you with.”

She frowned. “Like what?”

I shrugged. “You can’t get a sunburn. You can change the style and length of your hair by brushing it. And you’ll never have to worry about cavities.”

She coughed a laugh. “I knew about all of that,” she said. “Henry told me he made those changes.”

“Ah, Okay,” I said and glanced at the others. “Did he tell you that he set you up for anal?”

That made her blink in confusion. “What?”

I nodded. “He cast spells on you that would allow you to enjoy anal, and to be clean for it.”

She frowned while studying my face. “Is that something you hoped for?”

I shook my head. “No.”

For a few quiet seconds, we sat there and stared at one another. She no longer seemed stressed due to her need for Henry, nor crazed for sex, but she did seem to be ready for whatever I offered.

“Well?” Lilith said, breaking the silence. “I would love to continue to sit here and wait to find out what you two are going to do next, but there is a pool party to get to.” Then she stood up and looked around at the others.

Vixen stood up too. “Yes, there is,” she said.

Stacia looked at the other two and then threw us a glance. “Yeah, there is,” she said with a touch of gloom. “I was just hoping Seth would be there too.”

Vixen smiled at us. “He can still show up when they’re done.”

I looked at Cupps. “What do you think?”

She smiled. “I would love for you to see me in my bikini.” Then she leaned forward, pressing her cheek to mine after you’ve fucked the shit out of me.”

The room was so quiet, nobody missed what she said. The other three smiled and shared looks. Then Vixen said, “You two go on. I’ll meet you there.”

They left, giggling as they went.

Vixen stared down at the two of us. “I’m going to grab my stuff for the pool and head out. I expect to see you two there, soon-ish.” Then she winked and bounced off toward the master suite.

Cupps grinned at me, hopped up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to my feet. “C’mon,” she said. “We don’t have much time.” And I had to almost run to keep up with her as we went back upstairs.

She stripped down with all the grace of a hyper teenager. I took off my shirt, kicked off my sandals, and turned to find her already lying belly-down on the bed, watching me. She had her arms crossed under her chin with a pillow under her arms, holding her up probably so she didn’t totally squash her boobs. It gave her back a nice arch and made her butt stand out. I hadn’t noticed it before, but she was a lot paler than I thought, which only somewhat subdued the sheen of her skin.

My eyes returned to hers and she smiled. Then her eyes dropped to my pants. She was waiting for me to take them off. I smiled in return. I had done this a few times with my girls, teasing them while taking off my jeans. My problem this time, however, was the fact that I wanted to get to the sex part immediately.