Chapter 3 - the spell

“How to make a man lust after you…” Jane read aloud, looking at the spell she had found online. “You will need….” she continued, muttering to herself and sighing at the long list of tools and ingredients. She started skim-reading and scrolling down the page, ignoring the bulk of the waffling information. “Now look at a picture of your intended man and repeat the following words…”

Despite knowing that it was complete nonsense, Jane wrote the verse out anyway, getting aroused at the role play. On her cell phone, she brought up a picture she had found of Tommy Ford, and she stared at it longingly, feeling herself getting more and more aroused. That jawline! Those pecs! Even his hands looked sexy, she thought, imagining them sliding all over her body.

“Come to me, Tommy Ford,” she began reciting, unable to resist slipping her hand into her crotch at the same time, lucky to have a dorm room to herself. “Come to me, Tommy Ford. Lose yourself to me. Worship me and love me,” she went on, getting more and more aroused by this game. “Have eyes only for me. Love me eternally.”

Jane repeated the verse over and over again, as the spell suggested, trying to add as much intent as she could. She felt herself reaching climax, staring into the face of Tommy Ford, willing the guy to fall for her with all of her might. Suddenly she was coming, pleasure shooting to fantastic new heights. She moaned from the intensity, her eyes still fixed on the screen, locked with Tommy’s eyes. For a moment, she could feel Tommy’s lips. She could feel his tongue passionately slipping into her mouth and felt his hard body pressing up against hers. What was happening? She heard Tommy’s deep voice whispering ‘I love you’ into her ear. His hands were all over her body, guiding her so that she lay on the floor, consumed by his passion for her. “I want you Jane,” he whispered again. “I need you.”

“Come to me, Tommy Ford,” Jane commanded.

“I’m yours!” the voice called out one final time. Then, as if a light had suddenly been turned off, everything stopped.

A wave of tiredness hit Jane immediately. She could hardly move. It was as if all the energy had been drained out of her. Slowly, she crept into her bed and threw the duvet over her head, entering a deep, dreamless sleep at only two in the afternoon.