The Source of Magic by Tobias Stanton

The Source of Magic by Tobias Stanton

Author:Tobias Stanton [Stanton, Tobias]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-22T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

In the morning there was breakfast, though it was cold stew from the night before. Melanie and Selphie continued working on the totem while John and Chloe found their own ways to pass the time.

Chloe was quiet, but lacked the set jaw that was indicative of the chip on her shoulder that was usually her constant companion. She kept to herself after breakfast and was doing a lot of staring off into the distance and kicking of random stones along the ground.

John found an axe in a tool cupboard at the back of the inn and got to splitting wood and piling it up outside the bath house. He found the feel fo the smooth wood handle and the satisfying thunk of the wood as the axe head buried itself into the small logs calming. It gave him time to think over the events of the past week since arriving on this world.

When the sun was high overhead, they all converged on the inn. Selphie and Melanie were waiting for them with a carved totem sitting in the centre of the table. The totem looked somewhat like a large egg the size of a football.

“We’ve carved this to fill with magic. All the villagers need to do is place it on The Giant’s Head for a week and then it will be ready to cast a spell that will make seeds grow into adult plants,” said Melanie, with obvious pride in her work.

“Let’s see if anyone in the village has the coin to pay for it, then. You can tell them how to activate it,” John said.

“Don’t you think that a demonstration would be event better? We could do one today, if I could get ahold of you upstairs after lunch," Melanie said archly.

Plates arrived with slices of cold roast venison and a small amount of grains on the side.

He wasn’t sure if Melanie was trying to be distracting or if it was the newness of their relationship coupled with some left over hormones from his teenage years, but he couldn’t stop staring at her cleavage. Every time Melanie laugh or moved or even took a deep breath the two mounds of inviting flesh jiggled pertly.

John ate quickly, barely even taking the time to chew properly. He could feel the length of his cock growing as Melanie's suggestion bounced around his head.

Melanie, on the other hand, was taking her time with her meal which she kept stopping to have a private conversation in whispers with Selphie.

Even Chloe was noticing the behaviour and relieved her frustration with the secretive behaviour by partaking in the ancient ritual of sisterly violence dealt under the table.

John wasn’t sure if Chloe’s volatile reaction was normal, or due to jealousy of her sister’s growing friendship with Melanie.

Finally Melanie stood up, picked up the totem, and walked around the table to stand behind John and leant down to whisper in his ear, “Are you ready to come upstairs?”

He could feel her hot breath on his ear and it made the small hairs on the back of his neck stand up.



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