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Her Faux Blown Fuse

Copyright© 2019 by Allyfutzus

Chapter 32: O.M.G Magic

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 32: O.M.G Magic - The subject of breast feeding came up as my new customer stood attentively by at the furnace while I worked. Having child birthing classes and related subject matter I jumped right into the conversation while up to my elbows in the stinky oil burner. That didn't seem to affect her whatsoever. The subject was breast feeding. We'd struck some kind of accord as kindred spirits. As usual I was just naive but it seemed perfectly fine to me. I was impressed with her honesty. (Based on True Story)

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   True Story   Cheating   Squirting   Illustrated  

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[Learning the traditions of being a deity using magic and other skills]

“The most important thing you have to understand and wrap your mind around is the fact, if you think of committing an act of ‘magic’ it will happen; beware of the consequences. In other words understand the physical consequences before you think it. This is entirely new to you and it coincides with being a timeless creature. Seriously, this will take practice because for the most part humans think before they act and as you know from your youth acting before you think can really create a bad situation, you can get hurt as you have so many times in past.

“You know you got in a lot of trouble acting badly ahead of your common sense.

“Now here you are with nothing to hide, in fact, pretty much can’t hide with nothing to cover up with. And also important, don’t overuse the magic. Humans can eventually get bored with your use of it, habitualized. You are human for the most so listen to your better angels.

Branch was my mentor, the one sister who kept her emotions in check and guided me. I trusted them all but she above all I put all of my trust in, unfailing.

As we stood outside the house talking about my deity invoked powers I asked her, “If I need to roll the garbage can down the hill to the road for garbage day tomorrow all I have to do is think about that and it will be done?” “Try it and see what happens, “said Siza. She had a gleam in her eye making me leery but, “I’m thinking it.”

Nothing happened.

I looked at all of them with a question mark across my face, no words. “Did you ask your wife if all the garbage from the house was all ready to go?” “NO-o-o-o-o-o.” “U-huh. C-o-n-s-e-q-u-e-n-c-e-s my dear,” said Siza. “Oh man! What if I checked all the waste baskets from in the house myself, first?” “Could be included in the list of consequences, yes, but do you think you still should have asked your wife too? Was all the recycle taken care of first? Should you wait until the morning to make sure all the recycle and garbage is taken care of. Were you thorough? And remember doing ‘the garbage’ is an easy concept compared to everything else.”

“Oh my GAWD! This is not easy.”

“No, not easy,” began Branch. “You have to work at this so hard to get it right. And remember without dealing it correctly you could get into some real trouble with consequences. AND, most important, as you know from your experience with us at the dairy, remembering we sisters were in trouble because we broke the rules while over responding to sympathy for Humanity during a crisis. We had to work so hard using your penis to restore balance to the realm. Yes we goddesses can, and now you a god also prone to fucking up, can make serious mistakes with ‘magic’. BE CAREFUL! If you fuck up I don’t know how and what you will be required to do to restore balance. And if you don’t act upon it you will cease to exist. That’s a very stern responsibility.”

The shock of all this rushed at me. I looked at me wife realizing she was a guardian of my well being more important to me than ever. She studied my eyes and I felt my soul exposed to her logic. I wasn’t sure if I was the god or she perhaps was even greater.

I looked at the sisters and they were smiling, arms folded and indicating their nod toward my wife. “O-O-O-O-oooooh,” my simple response. “Yes, some things never change,” said Branch.

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[My career as the lover of goddesses started with fear on my part but was in fact quite simple, simple focus fuckus, and now life was far more complex with so much to learn and master.]

I looked to my wife and she nodded toward the garbage can on wheels which I commenced to roll down the driveway to the road. “Don’t forget the recycle bin dear,” she called to me as I felt my back tense up.

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