Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“I’m… not human? How?”

“Initially your exposure to the magic was due to an accident. Do you recall the night we were intimate?”

Sandy blushed and nodded.

“The next morning you woke and your hair was shiny and full, and you felt so good about it you decided not to get it cut.”

Sandy’s eyes widened. “But it wasn’t like this!” she exclaimed.

“No, you’d only been exposed to a small sampling of the magic-infused essence.” She watched Sandy’s eyes. “Last night you received a much larger sample, and it linked you permanently to a realm of Wild Magic. Your hair is now fully alive.”

Sandy realized she’d been stroking her hair on her lap. It was wrapped around her body hugging her as she was trembling.

“Sample… I don’t understand.”

Marisa smiled as she tried to explain. “You ingested something at the hospital last night? From Henry?”

Blue eyes widened. “OH! You mean Henry…”

“Yes, he’s a conduit too. He’s bound to a new realm of powerful Wild Magic. It saturates his body and consuming his essence transferred that magic to you. It’s chaotic energy so how it affects Humans is random. You received this wonderful hair. I understand it’s a she. Does she have a name?”

Sandy ran her fingers through it as she thought about that. She didn’t feel it offer anything, just a sense of… anticipation. “I don’t think she has one. She’s so beautiful, I’d like to give her a name that says that.”

Marisa smiled. “She’s beautiful and strong! She lifted me right off my feet when we met in the hospital.” Marisa stroked the gleaming hair. “How about Kesini? It means one with beautiful hair.”

Sandy grinned happily, clapping her hands, and her hair swept up to wrap around Marisa in a hug. “I take it that’s acceptable!” the Succubus said with a smile.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful… being!” Sandy said happily.

“Kesini, welcome!” Marisa said, and kissed the hair she gathered in her hand.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Ooo!” Sandy sighed as she felt the kiss as well.

Marisa gave her a wicked smile. “This opens all kinds of… possibilities.”

“What are you?”

Sandy and Marisa turned to face the door. Dayshia was standing there looking at them with a shocked expression. Her new larger eyes were glowing in subtle shades of blue, gold, and green.

“Dayshia! Your eyes are gorgeous!!!” Sandy gasped.

“And your hair is alive!?! But who or what is that sitting next to you?” Dayshia gasped.

“What are you talking about? You know Marisa!” Sandy scolded.

Marisa held up a hand to stop Sandy. “What do you see when you look at me, Dayshia?” she asked.

The dark-skinned beauty blinked her long feathery lashes at Marisa twice before answering. “You have pearly white skin, white hair, pointy ears, and horns!”

“What?” Sandy gasped in outrage.

Marisa grinned. “It’s ok. Her new eyes are seeing through my glamor. I’m wearing a spell to disguise me as Human, so I can live and work amongst them.”

“Amongst us, you mean,” Dayshia corrected.

“We’re not human anymore,” Sandy said to her bestie.

“What are you talking about?” Dayshia snapped with a frown. She entered the room to look in the mirror above the bureau. “Oh my god! What’s happened to my eyes?”

“They’re lovely!” Sandy said.

“They are… but I can’t go out in public looking like this!” Looking back at Sandy’s outrageously long mobile hair she shook her head. “We won’t pass for human,” Dayshia fretted.

“You’re right; you won’t.”

Dayshia looked to the doorway and shrieked.

Sandy looked to her friend in surprise as she saw Henry standing there. She blushed as she remembered what she did the night before and what she’d swallowed.

Dayshia rushed over to Sandy and pointed excitedly back at Henry. “It’s him!” At Sandy’s amused look Dayshia’s annoyed scowl came back. “No! The Satyr! Henry’s the Satyr!” Dayshia froze as she looked more closely at Henry, taking in the large ram horns, the downwards pointed furry ears, the broad hairless chest, his powerful arms and his furred goat’s legs complete with cloven hooves. What she saw hanging between those legs took her breath for a moment. There was no question in her mind. This was the same Satyr she’d seen in Sandy’s mind and had been dreaming about ever since. But that made no sense. “How could you be the Satyr when we didn’t meet you until after Stanley’s death?”

“What are you talking about?” Sandy asked as her face began to show her concern for her friend.

Marisa saw this and took Sandy’s hands in hers. Kesini wrapped a tendril around their hands.

“Henry’s wearing a glamor to look Human as well.” She looked at him. “Show Sandy your true self.”

“I forgot to wear my kilt. I’m naked underneath,” he mumbled.

“Yes, you most certainly are!” Dayshia exclaimed.

Henry looked to Dayshia’s beautiful eyes then to Marisa in question.

“She sees through glamors,” Marisa explained.

“Oh!” Henry said. With a weary sigh, he dropped his glamor but moved his hands to hide his privates.

“Oh my god!” Sandy cried as a shock of familiarity shot through her. The image she’d been obsessing over for so long! She scrambled to get out of bed and rushed over to him, Dayshia right behind her.

Sandy tentatively touched his chest while Dayshia cautiously squeezed his thick bicep while her eyes locked onto his horns.

“Oh! Are we squeezing Henry this morning?” Sigrid said with a grin as she arrived at the doorway.

Dayshia looked cautiously at her and Meixiu who was standing behind the tall blonde but relaxed when neither showed any sign of being more than they appeared.

“Your eyes are so lovely!” Meixiu remarked to Dayshia with a wide smile.

“Thank you,” she replied. “I still don’t know how it happened-”

Sandy interrupted as what Dayshia had said earlier about the Satyr appearing before Stanley died was ringing like an alarm in her head. “Henry, how could I have a memory of you like this when we didn’t meet until after Stanley died?” she asked with a trembling voice.

She saw guilt and remorse in his eyes as he held hers with his.

“I’m Stanley.”

Sandy sucked in a painful breath then slapped his face. The room went quiet, and the big man just hung his head in shame.

“Why? Why did you tell me you died?!? I was devastated!” Sandy cried.

Sigrid and Marisa began to explain but Henry held up his hand, and they stopped. “She deserves to hear it from me.” He looked into Sandy’s eyes once more and swallowed to clear his tight throat. “Just before I went to Ireland my… disguise, the magic which made me look like the man you knew as Stanley, became… unusable. It was no longer safe to use it. I went to Ireland to get a new glamor, but when I got it, I discovered it looked nothing like Stanley. I couldn’t return and claim to be the same person. No one would have accepted it. So Stanley had to die. I hated that and all the lies that went with it, but I had to go along with it to be safe and to protect Marisa, Sigrid and all of the others. And you.”

“Others?” Dayshia asked.

“The Hidden Races,” Henry said. “I grew up thinking I was human. My Baba- my adoptive grandmother raised me as a human and kept me in the dark about my true nature. Until the night my glamor failed, and I was suddenly… this. I knew nothing about the Hidden Races, and I’m still learning.” He looked to Marisa. She dropped her glamor, and Sandy squeaked.

“I’m a Succubus. Sigrid is a Valkyrie and Meixiu is a Vampire. Before you jump to any conclusions, please know that everything you’ve read and seen in the media about races like ours is largely false and meant to mislead, disprove, and hide the fact of our existence. Humans have a proven tendency to kill what they don’t understand. We are far fewer in number than Humans so we must remain hidden. We’d be hunted down and killed otherwise, as they did to Henry’s people millennia ago. Henry is unique. The only Satyr-”

“Until last night,” Henry muttered, the shame returning to his face.

Sigrid picked up the story. “Now that you’re no longer Human, you’re in the same situation as us. You’ll need to keep your new nature a secret, to protect you and us. We’re going to try to help you with that-”

“It’s already been arranged. Queen Mab will give them glamors,” Henry said with finality.

“Queen Mab?” Dayshia asked.

“Henry- what have you done?” Sigrid asked him with a stricken expression.

“Only what needed to be done. To repay the debt I owe,” he said.

“You owe this Queen money?” Dayshia asked.

Henry looked to her. “No, my debt is to you and Sandy… and Tish.”

“TISH! I forgot about her! Is she still at the hospital?” Sandy gasped.

Henry shook his head. “She’s in the next room.”

Dayshia grabbed his arm and spun him to face her. “YOU MOVED HER?!? She has a broken spine!”

“Had… a broken spine.”

Dayshia’s mouth opened and closed as she stared into his eyes. Finally, she found her voice. “Had?” she gasped quietly.

“A Fae named Ikehorn and I… we healed her. But she’s still asleep, so I don’t know if she has all of her sensations back,” he explained quietly. When they tried to go around him, he held out his arms. “There’s something else you should know. She changed too. The Wild Magic changed her… more dramatically than you two.”

Kesini gently moved Henry aside to allow Sandy to enter the hall. Sigrid stood back as Meixiu gestured to the next bedroom. Dayshia followed her bestie.

When they stopped next to the bed, they stared at their friend in shock.

“Horns!” Dayshia exclaimed quietly.

“Her ears look like Henry’s only her fur is black like her hair…” She shared a look with Dayshia. Kesini reached out and pulled the sheet down to expose Tish’s body. She was still wearing the hospital gown.