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Click hereZelda looked away from Anna's wheelchair with embarrassment. Anna flashed her with a smile, "It's fine. I wanted to come by today to see how you were doing, but also to answer some questions. As you know, I'm a witch-"
"So says your social media handles. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if you had it on vanity plates!"
Anna looked bemused. "I'm a shade over 400 years old. My kind are few in number and exist to push humanity. Each are in different ways. One cousin, for example, is more of, well... A "fairy godmother" would be the best way to explain it. We survive by doing our duty. I sustain myself by putting people like you through the curse. It's how I live, but I'm not some evil tormenter."
Anna paused to drink her tea. "Nearly 90 years ago I was injured when I fell from a horse. My kind can heal from many injuries, but slowly. You helped me greatly: If I curse someone who doesn't deserve it, I gain nothing. My target must be in need of correction, as you were. I have great power, but only within the confines of the curse as prepared when I accept the pact. I remember you were worried and you've seen the stories where someone is cursed and ends up a mindless sex-crazed fiend, and that can happen. But the energy I get from them is thin, weak and tastes bland, if that makes sense. When I can actually make someone better the feeling is like eating the a grand meal. Helping you, in my own way, earned me a glorious banquet of life-force. And I heal. I've got a way to go. I must walk my path as you said. Or roll, I guess. Thanks to helping you, you helped me and I can feel my left leg for the first time in 87 years."
Anna and Zelda talked for several hours. Zelda even convinced the youthful looking yet ancient woman to play a few games with her, and she ended up passing out on Zelda's couch. When Anna left the next day, wearing a leather bracelet adorned with a felt witch-hat Zelda had made for her, she was grateful that sometimes she did get good jobs like this. Her next one might be some irredeemable case. A waste of her time, and a thin meal to get her through the winter. If only everyone could learn something and try to improve themselves.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous8 months agoOne of the best stories I’ve ever read on here, though it was long winded, it certainly was well thought out and versatility perfect, I just wish I had the chance of what Johnny got, I’d be there directly, without ever going back, I’ve known since being a child to a mere 35 year old now, still pining for it to be real, thank you for sharing your stories xx Samantha xx
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoI was not expecting this story to be as good as it was. It was surprisingly wholesome while still being sexy and a fun read.
RandomSexStoriesabout 3 years agoAuthorThis is a revised version due to a mistake I made submitting an edited version. It includes several typo fixes and a few minor tweaks.
RandomSexStoriesover 3 years agoAuthor(Edited version is pending mod review. Mod review only occurs when it's actually submitted, so my fault.)
