Monday, November 10, 2014

End of the line


WOOSH....

 A spell cast flew  just a foot to the side of her, striking and breaking a vase in the office lobby  a few feet away from her.  The  glass exploded out like shrapnel from the bright green explosion of magical energy  when it hit. A piece of the glass  struck her thigh and dug in  but the stinging pain failed to even register as another spell struck  the table she had turned over for cover with a Loud THUD  one and than two more hit in secession.  

' He is crazy fast' she thought to her self, still keeping her head down ... but obviously he was not  using alot of energy in each spell as the  enchantment she used to strengthen the oak wood table was holding up nicely.

" Is that all you can do Longwood"  She called out  as she rose briefly  from her cover, cautiously  throwing her wand to what was the best guess of where Longwood was taking cover , aimed and shouted with a short  and sharp flick of her wrist " Confringo!"

BLAST~

 the power of it shook the building  and blew out the windows up to the 2nd floor after her curse blasted through the interior wall  and exploded in the main hallway behind it.   Coughing  and   trying to gain ehr senses her self she realized she had put far too much power behind the curse.  'On the bright side' she thought,  there was no way Longwood could have survived that blast, if he even anywhere near it.

She turned to look back at the table she had been using for cover, its protection charm shattered  the wooden  table was blasted nearly apart and she her self was still disoriented and staggering somewhat.  ... 'The Muggle authorities would be here soon' she thought to her in a very concluding tone to her self,  staggering for the    front entrance now half blown off its hinges and partially on fire  when She felt a Numbness strike her in the back.

" You stole that body ken!"  the voice came from behind her sharply  and angered, while the numbness spread in nearly an instant, causing her to drop the wand from lack of feeling in the arm.   She mustered enough control barely to  turn her self around while staying upright.  " I din't have a choice Longwood... I was forced into...  "  SHUT UP" he interrupted, the numbness now at her throat made it hard to object  and she feel to her knees.

" Long.... John, it wasn't my choice."  She pleaded with him but the anger in his eyes was the only response. Tears welled in her eyes from confusion and frustration  trying to resist the  curse  and reach for her wand but as her hand got close, he kicked it away.  A Thought had just occurred to Longwood, he knew he could not bring Jennifer back and he had spent so much time chasing  Ken, now calling him self Jennifer, since his school days, he did not know what to do now that he had cornered and beaten him him.

Deep down, he knew it was true.. he had been there when the spell went wrong and Jennifer was lost forever  but the anger in John's heart wouldn't stop...  Suddenly something new  happened... anger turned to lust as he watched Jennifer's original body   struggle limply on the floor.. clothes tattered and helpless.

Yes it was lust indeed... he was looking at her barely conscious and still struggling, fighting a curse  sleep hex and still trying to form incomprehensible words of self explanation. ... that body wasn't REALLY his after all...  came the thoughts of justification as he struggled between anger and  this.. even darker sensation.   He has thought that he would simply kill ken... since he killed Jennifer all those years ago..

" I have a better idea than killing you Ken"  He lifted his wand and gathered hims elf for a complicated but  powerful enchantment indeed. one would have to secure with  more sophisticated charms later.. Staring down  at 'her'.

" I will trap you in that body and make you into a slave"  -- The words came out  slowly and controlled, precisely as to enslave a mind with magic required such precision. Inaudible to the woman laying on the floor and she passed in and out now unable to resist the curse.


Sometime later, perhaps some weeks. Kelly walked down the hallway, wearing just bright blue panties and bra with white thrills and her hair in pigtails as she waited to the door for the new master.   Inside, Ken who had once been a genius of the wizarding arts... once mistakenly caused a death that trapped him in the body of Jenifer,  was relaxed and beaten into this life of having barely any control and only little more will of her own than a house elf would.

Kelly Longwood would certainly have fun with her new master.