When I arrived at the library, it was almost empty but for a few girls and the Liberian. She was a slender young woman with long black hair, who looked to be in her mid-twenties. “Do you have any reference materials pertaining roman mythology?” It was the only thing that kept on popping up whenever I Google my symptoms, so I decided to start with that first. “Huh” She said looking up from being engrossed in a paperback book. “Do you have any references on roman mythology? “I repeated, saying each word separately.
“Ro-man-myth-logy?” She repeated, almost singing. It sounded so lovely the way she said it, like the first line of a poem. I could feel my heart gradually beating slower, then how it was a few moments ago. My blood suddenly became less violent; it was almost as this one girl had the ability to calm down my spirit.
“Just a minute please. I’ll check” she said, she bit her lower lip and turned around to type the words ROMAN MYTHOLOGY on her keyboard. Some twenty titles appeared on the screen. While she was operating her computer, I was looking down at her long hair and elegant backside. I didn’t know exactly what to make of her. She was beautiful and seemingly quite intelligent. There wasn’t a reason in the world not to find her appealing. She pressed the COPY button for a printout of the screen data, which she handed to me.
“You have five titles to select from.”
She said, “1. A guide to roman mythology
2. Pictorial atlas of roman mythology
3. Cupid curse
4. Tales of the gods of Roman
5. Understanding the gods of roman”
I had an allowance of three books with my card. I chose numbers 3, 4, and 5. Numbers 1 and 2 did sound intriguing, but they didn’t seem to have much to do with my investigation, so I left them for some other time. I found a nice quiet spot in the back of the library. The first book I read was called Cupids Curse. It told a story about how the God of love was bored helping every human fall in love. Then how one day a man approach Cupid with an idea.
“Cupid you are the god of love, a man with power that far surpass any human. With a power like yours, why do you use it for such meaningless things?” Cupid did not how to take this man, so he ask the man, “What would you do if you had my powers than boy?” The man begins to grin, “Lord Cupid there is a saying among the people. With great power comes great responsibility. The way I see is, those whom who been given the power to change their life, should change the world as they see fit.” Cupid laughed for the first time in years and agrees to the man request, only on two conditions. 1. The man could never tell a soul of his new found powers and 2. He will never be able to truly fall in love with any human. Cupid then told the man to return back in three days. When three days came to pass the man return, as promise cupid gave him the power with a brand new arrow that was red & black.
The books than goes on telling how a man with the red eyes and the black hair took over a town, and had nothing but women serving his every need. Though out the book I kept seeing the same word, but I couldn’t understand what it meant. So I made my way back to the front of the library. “Excuse me, would you happen to know what these words mean?” I handed the book to the Liberian. She hesitated, teasing the tip of her cute pink tongue between her teeth. “Okay, this isn’t too hard, you see this is Greek, and it means desires awaken. “I repeat it after her, “Desires Awaken.” I felt my knees get weak, just saying these mare words, made me cum in my pants. My body started to change again, but this time it was different. My hair once again change color, my blood was warm, and my eyes could see what it has never able to see before, the chains of love. The slender young Liberian was no match for my powers, with one mare touch from my hand I could feel her whole body shake from an orgasm. “Master my body feels so hot, my pussy never been this wet. “She howled while play with her cunt. “Become my women and you will feel pleasure like this every day.”
She nodded and took me to the break room. She immediately strips down to nothing but her panties.
“Fuck me; fuck my pussy until I have your baby master.”
Seeing the face of a woman who I had admired with such a slutty face gave me a hard on. I threw her body on the coffee table. I took her size DD breast in my mouth and suck them until I thought milk was coming out. She was about to let out a furious scream, but I sealed her mouth and said, “Shush we’re in a library.”
She tried as hard as she could to keep it in, but not even she could handle this new found power. “Please fuck me! I can`t take it, fuck this virgin pussy.” Those words hit my brain hard, so I gave her what she wanted; I stuck all 6 inches into her pussy in one go, she let out a yelp.
“Are you okay?” I ask. She replies not by words but by wrapping her legs around my hips and kissed me. She was too cute; I could no long stop even if I wanted to. The faster I pump in and out of her, the harder she would bite down on my shoulder. Then she said the words that would change my life. “I love you master, I will always be there for you no matter what.”
Part 3
It’s been nearly two weeks since my encounter with the sexy librarian. Since then I’ve been testing my powers out to see how long my cupid curse can last and to see just what the side effects might just be from using this newly founded gift. What I’ve discovered so far is, to activate my strange ability at will, I must say “desires awaken,” and to deactivate my power at will, all I have to say is “I love you.”
Sounds simple enough but each time I use that form I’ve noticed more and more changes to my body and the women I concord and haven’t. It would seem my height changed from 5’8 to 6’3. Whatever I eat burns off like nothing, I’ve lost weight. For the first time in my life I have a six pack. I’ve also notice whenever I deactivate my power I feel light headed and lose my craving for sex. As far as the women go, the ones I’ve had sex with seem to forget about me the instant I deactivate my power, but as soon as I reactivate my power they all seem to call me by the name master. The women I have not slept with have become nymphomaniacs. As of right now I have three women under my command and 10 women dying to fuck me. The librarian, my roommate and, my landlord Jenifer, the thing that bothers me the most is they all have the same tribal tattoo on their backs. I’ve also notice that the mark left on their backs can only been seen by me, and it’s also their weak spot during sex.
“Jaden what are you still doing here? Class is already over. Did you stay for extra credit?”
I heard a voice but I choose to ignore it. I was too deep in thought reflecting on these last few weeks. I decided to ignore whoever it was, hoping they would catch on and leave me alone. Then she whispered in my ear in a seductive tone. “You know my pussy is wet right now, but it could always get wetter. “Those words alone sent a cold yet pleasant shiver down my spine. “Hey can’t you see I’m…”
I was lost for words, when my eyes met my college professor. She was a chubby lady but young and beautiful. I don’t know why but whenever I think about a fat girl, I think of someone fighting over the last piece of cake or sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of ice cream complaining no one wants to marry them. Don’t get me wrong your plain fat women are fine. Fat women are like clouds in the sky. They usually have nothing to do with me. But a young, beautiful, fat woman is another story. She was more on the plump side. But it complimented her cute face. “Professor Ella.” She looked at me and gave me a nice simple smile. “I been giving you lectures for almost three weeks and you forgot my name. “She said while taking a seat next to me. I couldn’t do anything but blush at my own embarrassment. Maybe it was because of the women I’ve met these last few days that I had mix her name up with someone else.
“Just kidding, my name is Ella Jones, but you can call me Ella. “She said while gesturing her hand for a handshake. “So Jaden are my classes that boring or do you have something on your mind? “Again she took me off guard. “No! What would make you think that? “I asked.
“Well for one, you’re always grinning like a perverted old man.” she said while playing with her long blond hair. “No! I was just… What type of teacher tells her student her thing is wet?” She burst into a laugh and trekked two fingers up my chest. “The type that understands about your gift to the world more than you do,” She said with a grin.
“What do you mean?” I asked in a stern voice.
“Before that, tell me something Jaden,” Ella whispered in my ear.
“What’s that? “I ask wondering what she was up to.
“Do you want to sleep with me?”
“No! “I said.
“Oh, then how about now?” As soon as she said that, I could smell a sweet yet gentle fragrance in the air. “So Jaden, how about now, do you want to fuck?”
My mind started to feel like it was melting away with each word that left her beautiful glossy lips.
“No, “I said.
“Silly boy, are you hard right now?”
“No, “I answered, knowing full well what was happening in my pants.
“Is it difficult?”
“What?”
“Not being able to fuck me?”
“It’s not as hard as it looks.”
“You really are cute, “she said while slowly moving her hand to my crotch.
“I’m going to ask one more time now. Do you want me to take care of your true desires?”
“Yes, “I said.
“Yes what?”
“Would you please take care of it for me?”
“Good boy, I knew you would see things from my point of view. “She said with a sly smile. Then she unzipped my pants and took my stiff penis in her hand. “It’s so warm and thick,” She said. She started to move her hand but then stop. “I’m going to give you a special treat. That most humans can’t handle. “Her head soon went underneath the table. Not to soon after my cock felt like it was melting like ice-cream on hot summer day. I could feel her tongue wrapping around my dick. She made a quick pause, and slowly removed her tongue from my dick. Then she took my dick and stuffed it into her mouth. I could feel her uvula gentle caressing the head of my penis. After letting my dick get comfortable, she replaced her tongue with her teeth. And slowly work my shaft out her mouth. She repeated this three more times before I came in her mouth. I had so many questions to ask her, but before I could ask some students came in. “You’re not the only one. “Were the last words I heard from her before she left to talk to the students. I ended up going back home and eating some left over Chinese. Trying to put everything that happened so far into context, slowly but surely I felled into a deep sleep.
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