Combining our two worlds (open to one female)

Maximilian (Max) Rose
Age 18
Height 5'10"
Weight 145lbs

Short, messy black hair with smooth cheeks and rounded chin with bright blue eyes with thin lips and perfect, pearl white teeth. Single and with no children.

Some say i'm a wizard or a warlock or a witch or the devil. I don't see it that way. I see it more as a way to cure my boredom. My parents died when I was young and I was raised by my uncle who showed me books about spells and charms. People thought he was the town nut, but when I came of age I finally understood how he came to be one of the richest men in the state. I began selling my little secrets in high school. Nothing serious, a little spell so a dork can gain the attention of the hottest cheerleader, or to help a struggling friend remember test answers. I didn't do spells for rape or to kill anyone, though I knew how to do it.

When high school was over, it was time for me to move to my own place and go to college, but much like high school, there were people that sought me out for help. Even though I helped them, I was given my money and they would go away leaving me alone and in deep depression. They didn't understand this was magic and not some medicine they applied to themselves.

Seeking ways to break the sadness, I tried more spells, spells that would tear the fabric of our world. It didn't involve a cauldron or sacrificing a virgin, that's nonsense, but each spell had its purpose and had its own way of being conjured up. My uncle knew that I loved comic books so he taught me how to bring beloved characters to life. It took great deal of concentration, the right chemicals and chants, but it finally worked and I brought to life characters like Superman and Batman, but for every conjuring-there was a consequence. If I brought a character in my world then they bring their thoughts and actions from their own world into mine. There had to be careful selections on who to bring in, but this little spell for mine alone to know because of some fools that would try and bring Hitler or Stalin or Pol Pot back to our world.

There were others that were attempted. I found Scarlett from Gi-Joe and brought her to my world and sprayed her with a potion, using the hormones emitted from animals that made her fall under my spell. That's how I lost my virginity, but she had to go back to her world before being caught. Such was my life that I had to hide my true intentions and feed the morbid curiosity of others.

Sitting down at my computer I pulled up my social media contacts where people send in their requests for me to fill out and I make them for a fee. In the list I make it clear that I don't do things like a potion that will knock out people so they could have sex with their unconscious bodies, or a potion that would eat up a body like acid or one that would kill or cause serious harm to another. Though, I would make one that would give someone gas.

Scrolling through the desires there was one where a man wanted a concoction that would make his wife appear like Kim Kardashian. I could do that. Then there was another where a woman wanted her boyfriend to become hung like a horse. Hmmm. There were many like that and I've made them many times. The potion was a short lived one and didn't have the side effects of Viagra, and it didn't need a prescription. Totaling the orders I turned in the chair and went to my vast collection of specimens, spices, charms, artifacts, books, and pictures and began collecting the right ones.

Many would say is Satanism, but I didn't worship him. In fact, I was a God fearing man, but this was more life than magic. I was helping people by giving them their desires. I didn't make blood sacrifices, or tie people down to a Pentagram, and have an army of hooded men and summon demons. All I do is make little things that make people's lives better for a while.

Stuff like this took hours and there was going over the books, mixing the right medicines, and carefully pouring them into their respective sterile bottles. Doing this for years I was able to streamline the process, but each bottle took care and each one had their purpose so each one had a unique identity-a fantasy to fulfill, to help sleeping, memory. It was more of a natural pharmaceutical operation. I Had to use tongs for that for one touch of the stuff and the spell would work one me and I didn't want to get hung for no one.

Pouring out, corking, and labeling the bottles I put them in their special little boxes and ready them for the Post Office before crashing on the couch and looking at the stack of comic books that came in the mail today. There were my special ones; Batgirl, Gi Joe...my favorites. Reaching the computer generates images I wondered if I should conjure up one or the other for the night to keep me company as rain began to fall outside, light at first and then coming down in torrents.

Going through the small stack of papers I arranged them in a semi-circle before me. Carefully I looked at their covers. All of them had their meanings to try an entice readers, a villain is about to finish off a hero as he lay in a puddle of blood, a group of heroes march side by side showing their unity, and others were bare with just titles. Meh. Those ones were not good for my tastes and were removed from the circle. There. We had Batman, Batgirl, Gi Joe and Lara Croft. Favorites. With the women, they always made them sexualized with bending over, larger chests, and seductive poses that excited me.

When I first tried the spells of bringing the inanimate to life, it was a hit and miss process. The spells took hours and even then it didn't always work. It required concentration and knowing your words and sounds, hence I took 2 years of Latin and old languages. The first time was on a copy of Batgirl and it worked, and I threw in a potion that would put her under my command. She was a real person now, with a heart beat and I could touch, taste, and smell her, but the spells don't last forever and she was sucked back into her world. Damn shame, but after awhile the spells lasted longer that we were able to do more. That's how I lost my virginity-to Batgirl. It was a glorious night. Conjured her up and had her inhale the heavenly dust and we went at it. I could feel her juices, her curling moans and the heat coming from her body before spraying her face with semen. When it was done, she went back inside her book and no one was the wiser.

Looking for a woman to roleplay with. The idea is that I conjure up a spell that brings certain comic book characters to life into our world and they bring with them their troubles, such as Batman brings the Joker-he escapes and causes mayhem or any other comic characters, though my favorites are already listed. Can play it in a serious tone or loose with lots of sex. PM me for ideas and questions.

Harley Quinn was sitting in The Joker's Hideout. She was quite bored since Mr. J was gone to go handle some stuff, torture some minions and whatnot. She was wanting to go along but every time she mentioned it, it was 'No Harley' this or 'You'll just be in my way' that. Everything was insane here lately in Arkham City. Batman was always a pain in the ass and so was Batgirl. God, that was sure a pain. When Mr. J would be handling his business, Harley would go on her own but Batgirl would be there to stop her in her tracks.

Harley had enough. She wanted to go out because her crazy ass boss didn't have any food anyway. She left a note for him. "Golly Mr. J, if I didn't know any better I'd say you don't want me here. You don't feed me, but eh, I don't mind. I'll be back in about an hour or two. Don't come lookin' for me. Stay in mischief! -HQ." She kissed the paper leaving her lipstain as she looked around. She grabbed her notorious bat and headed out the door.

Heading down the street to the local pub, Harley stepped in the door and everyone glared at her. She just stuck out her tongue and made her way over to the bar. "Give me Jack on the rocks, straight up bar man!" The bartender just glared at her and smirked. She turned around and noticed that there was a very expensive painting in the place. She got off of the barstool and walked over to it. She looked around to make sure no one was looking. "Heh, Mr J will love the hell out of this..." She felt around to get it off of the hook and took it running out the door.

She ran down the block and realized she hadn't gotten anything to eat yet. That sucked for her right now because a familiar face appeared before her. "Oh hell, Batgirl, can't ya let me just go to hand my boss a nice painting. It's a gift for hi---"

"Save it, you're not going anywhere!" Batgirl threw a batarang at her to which Harley Quinn just dodged.

"You better stop that or Mr J won't be happy, sweetcheeks.." Harley said sticking out her tongue at the vigilante. That's when a strong force began to pull on the both of them.

"What the hell is this device? Are you using something?!" Batgirl exclaimed trying to use her grappling hook to hold onto a light pole.

"It isn't me! I don't know what the hell it is! Ahhh!!" Harley screamed out. A vortex had appeared and was pulling them both into it. There was nothing they could do.

Both women were screaming as they were nearly ripped apart through the vortex as they then both appeared before a man that was sitting on a chair and then spritzed them with some type of liquid.

"Who the hell are you?" Harley said as she looked to the man and held up her bat ready to fight.

"Oh I know him! We've fucked before!" Batgirl exclaimed as she stood up.

"You have what now?" Harley said as she looked back to the heroine not know what exactly was going on.

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Damn. The one thing about opening the door to their world is, that someone else could walk through it at the same time. Seeing the colorful Harley sitting there with her bat I reached for one of my sprays and put it in their faces. It was a mellow one to make them chill knowing that they were both enemies. Sitting in my chair and looking at the two, Harley wide eyed and scared and Batgirl standing up with a smile on her lips, perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing, so long as she put the bat away.

"What am I going to do?" I asked.

"Well" Batgirl said, "You can keep me here for awhile longer, but send Harley back".

"The portal could take you to" I said warning that the vortex works the same on both sides.

"Well, I don't always have that trouble the last few times you took me here and lit up my life" winking as Batgirl sat beside me on the arm rest with my arm snaked around her hip and drawing her in. The redhead had a smile on her lips, both scenes were probably surprising to Harley.

Harley looked to the both of them as they were ogling each other with their eyes. It still didn't make any sense but for some reason right now, she wasn't wanting to destroy either one of them. What was going on with that? It made no sense. "So, what are we here for? It seems that the Batty-heroine wants more of you. Honestly, it's making me sick." Harley sat down on the floor in the corner as she watched the two of them, making fake retching sounds as she watched the two.

"Whatever you think is sickening is actually quite good with him," Batgirl explained with a wink to Max. "He's quite mad in the sheets... He's pretty hot."

"Eh, whatever, honeycheeks! Whoa..." Harley grabbed her head as she felt her face become hot. Her body was quivering in her nether region and that was odd for her. She had only ever had the hots for Mr. J and now, her attention was turning to the guy that had brought them there.

"What did you give us? What did you spray on us?" Harley questioned.

"One of my little potions" I said to Harley, "It's suppose to help you relax. I know being here is a real shock, but you don't always have to be like how you usually are." Batgirl fluffed her redhead and smiled, pursing her lips as she watched Harley sitting with her eyes crossed. Having endured the spray before she had grown accustomed to it, but watching the white faced sidekick being aroused and dazed was humorous with her asking, "When we first tried it, did I look like that?" flicking her head at Harley.

"No. You were dizzy, but you didn't look like that" I replied as Batgirl slid the palm of her hand across my lap.

"Good" she said. "What are we going to do with her?"

The real question was, what couldn't we do with her? I had so many potions and ideas flashing in my mind that my head turned towards my array of jars that I stood up and went for them with Batgirl following, head resting on my shoulder. Together we looked at them, natural stuff including enhancements, libido, charms. I would hold up one and Batgirl would hold up another and we kept trying to one up one another.

"You see," Batgirl went on, "Joker is not what you would call a 'soft lover'. He likes it rough and I bet if we were soft on her or at least tried something different..."

"Like a threesome?"

Batgirl sinisterly smiled, "There you go. I bet that she's looking for a more 'tender' lover" as she spoke her breasts pressed against my arm as she traced the tip of her index finger around my chest, "I bet that if she gets a load or two that she'll be a much better person. Probably better than having me and Batman go after her. Though, I don't getting her now. If you know what I mean"

Harley's mind was racing as the potion was taking control of her. "Oh my," she said as she watched Batgirl become almost like a street-side whore as she looked to Max. "You think you two can take control of me? I don't think so!" Harley took control of her bat and swung it at the two of them, only to be blocked by Batgirl.

"I don't believe that you understand, Quinn! You will become my toy," Batgirl said as she bent Harley over and slapped her ass holding her arms behind her back.

"Oh fuck! Just let me go!" Harley squealed out feeling like an ass at this moment. Her face began to blush under the makeup and could only try to struggle out of the hold that Batgirl had her in.

"Oh no, I don't think that's an option! You're going to watch me and Max here do it.." Batgirl said as she pulled out some rope to tie Harley down with. Once she had her restrained, she sat Harley down on the ground. She then moved over to Max and straddled his lap. "Didn't I leave at a bad time last time?" she questioned.

Harley just grunted and made gagging noises as she watched them.

"Indeed you did" I smiled at her as she placed her yellow gloved hands on each shoulder, "You left before I had a chance to cum".

"I'm sorry. I know that's rule number one for men, to be allowed to finish, but it wasn't by choice" slowly licking her lips remembering the bitter flavor of what I tasted like before. "But now that we have Quinn here in our custody, why not have some fun with it?" smiling devilishly before leaning in and kissing. For a comic book character she felt real, her soft red lips and the tip of her wet tongue connected as she pressed her covered chest up against me and grind her hips down onto my lap.

I know what you're thinking, how would we be able to do it with her costume, but we easily found away by tearing into her fabric. "You know," Batgirl smiled, "You're causing me to do a lot of sewing with this. Not that i'm complaining". Kissing again where her tongue slid down my throat she looked out of the corner of her eye at the ogling Harley then pulled back and licked my cheek, teasing her into what she was missing as my hands found her firm ass and gave it a squeeze.

"Oh yes" I moaned softly, loving the feel of a physically fit and limber and warm woman in my hands.

Batgirl felt his cock pressing against her body as she continued to tease him. "Seems you missed me a great deal." She slid down his body and released his manhood from his pants. She smiled seeing it spring free in front of her face. "Oh and I missed you too," she said as she began to straddle him, removing her pants as she revealed her wet pussy to him.

"Oh gross!" Harley groaned out as she looked to the both of them. Her pussy was getting wet as she watched. She hadn't felt this much arousal in a long time. But he was quite hung. That made her grin for a moment. She reached into her back pocket as she grabbed one of the batarangs that she had stolen earlier. She started to cut at the rope that was keeping her tied down.

"Seems like she's enjoying the show" I said looking out of the corner of my eye at Harley as the ropes fell from her wrists. She cast aside the batarang and crawled carefully towards Batgirl as she kissed tenderly around the shaft. She looked at it with wide, curious eyes. How is it that a rod could cause so much trouble and arousal? Letting out a hearty sigh of relief as Batgirl's gloved hands touched my flesh all of the warm memories were coming back, but then came the busty yet confused and aroused Harley, it would seem that there was a threesome forming.

"I'm willing to bet that the Joker doesn't treat you with something like this" I said to Harley, "He's more like the kind of guy that's into more rough and tumble" giving her a kind of smirk. From my knowledge of Harley and Mr. J, he was an abuser, the kind women can't stand but she can't seem to live without him. It was a sad and pitiful affair that she couldn't break herself away from, but perhaps we can change that now that she was in my world. "Come closer" I said softly, "Come join the fun. We won't bite you."

Harley crawled over to take in the view for herself. The way that Batgirl was toying and playing with this man's cock was intriguing her. She wondered if it was the potion that he had used on her. It seemed to make her crave him, want to taste him. It reminded her of the spritzing that Poison Ivy had once used on Batman to no avail, of course. Harley looked to him and just grinned. "You won't bite?" she questioned. "But who's to say that I won't?" She pushed Batgirl out of the way and took his cock head into her mouth. He tasted tangy with the precum on the tip. She looked up to him with a grin on her face and pulled out a gun.

Batgirl gasped as she reached for it only to fail. Harley pulled her mouth off of him for just a moment. "Don't do that again, I just want to see how his little potion will control me....what the?" The gun fell out of her hand and her head was somehow controlled to being pressed back against his cock. She looked up to him only to see he wasn't holding her. "This shit is strong!" Harley thought to herself.

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Oh yes, the potion was strong. She was becoming jelly in my hands. With the tip leaking the precum Harley was my virtual prisoner as her lips parted to take me in, her eyes balls rolling back as the shaft disappeared inside of mouth. The flavor and sensation was something that she hadn't felt before as the head touched the back of her throat. "Mmmmm" she muttered. My potion was able to disable her mood in many ways, but also had a secondary effect that she was under my control to the effect that she couldn't hurt me. It worked on the weak minded, as that is how far I've tested it on. I hadn't tested it on the likes of Batman and I was weary of doing so.

Batgirl slid her hand forward and took the gun from the floor. "Where did she hide it?" she wondered before opening the cylinder, emptying the bullets and putting it out of her reach before watching the show, lips peeling back in a smile as Harley took it like a champ.

"Let's see how far you can take it, Harley" I said to her putting on hand on the back of her long blonde, hair and pushed it down and watched as her eyes bulged and the shaft disappeared down her throat making her gag and force it back out.

"No fair!" she cried. "That's cheating!"

Harley gasped as she continued to be fucked in the mouth by Max's dick. His cock was so long and thick. It was making her gag as he forced her further onto it. She tried to relax but couldn't do so as she moaned out, almost coughing his cock out. She moved back with a bit of force as she sat back on her ass. "I---ack...I can't do that!" Harley gasped. Batgirl only grinned.

"Let me show ya how it is done," Batgirl chuckled as she looked to Max's cock. She pressed her lips to the tip with a gentle motion before licking the underside. She held his length back with her hand as she licked the underside. His cock flickered against her touch as she then moved her tongue up to the piss slit. She focused her attention there as she licked the entire head just like a lollipop. With one fluid movement, she took his entire length into her mouth. She forced his cock balls deep into her throat as she groaned out around his shaft, hoping that the vibrations would turn him on even more. Harley's expression only made things hotter. It was like she was taking notes.

Harley then had an idea. She removed Batgirl's lower half of clothing and pushed her finger into her pussy. "Hmm, she's super wet here, for a superhero!" Harley exclaimed with her type of word-play. She continued to play with Batgirl's cunt at time went on.

"Oh yes. That feels so goooood" moaning as she hummed on my rod. Looking at her large, bright eyes as she went to work reaching out and holding onto her shoulders as she moved her ass out for Harley to play with. "Take that cock down your throat, mmmmmmm" biting my lower lip as her saliva rolled down the shaft. God she felt wonderful as the head kept pressing against the back of her throat.

Harley held onto Batgirl's ass with one hand and slid the index and middle finger into her opponent's dripping cunt and marveled at the dripping fluid emerging from her and licked her lips in wanton anticipation. "Golly, Batgirl, you sure do look good without your costume" feeling her cunt become wet and wanting to free herself.

"You're going to be next" I said to Harley and her eyes widened. "You're going to get it right in her ass" That made her eyes turn into saucers.

"My ass?!" she exclaimed, "I never took it in the ass before. Why in the ass? Will it hurt?"

"It won't hurt" assuring her. "It will be great. I promise"

Harley's eyes stayed wide as she thought about his huge phallus being shoved into her ass. It was too much for her to imagine. She focused on pushing her fingers into Batgirl's cunt. It was flowing over her digits with a great amount. "Damn, I just wanna taste ya, Batty!" she said as she moved to lower herself to reach Batgirl's pussy. She pushed her tongue against her entrance only to bring moans from Batgirl's mouth.

"Mmmmm!" Batgirl moaned as she took Max's cock further into her throat, deep-throating him with great ease. Her saliva was covering her hand as she massaged his ballsack, focusing with her thumb on the space between his balls and ass. She knew that was any man's sweet spot. She looked up to him and grinned as she sucked his cock.

For what use to be a bunch of lines and ink, they had such great asses in real life. Their flesh was not wet, lathered in sweat, and hot to the touch as the rod disappeared inside of Harley. Her eyes widened with each push. "OH SWEET MOTHER!" she exclaimed. There was a growing smile to her half pursed lips. She was now loving the touch of me and her foe, even though some where in the back of her mind it was telling her that she shouldn't because....another push into her ass made her forget her thoughts and focus on the glistening pink cunt that was in front of her.

I went faster, placing both hands on her shoulders and began coming together with a clap. Her bubble butt shuddered under each impact. "God damn it. Yes" I panted. "You're so fucking tight" but I looked at the flickering eyes of Batgirl as she was being eaten out. I wanted her now, but once inside of Harley she needed to be broken, but we had to hurry or else the spells might break.

"Eat that pussy" I told Harley, "Eat it!" and the former enemy readily went for it, sliding her fingers inside two at a time and then three seeing the clear fluid slide like grease down her fingers and into her palm and slapping the flat of the tongue against the clit.

Two hot women were eating out and I was fucking. Now I wanted Batgirl. I pulled out and slapped Harley's ass hard. She yelped and smiled rolling to face me. I bent a finger at my busty cowl covered lover, "C'mere, you saucy devil."

Harley watched as he walked behind her and pressed his cock head against her ass. She inhaled deeply, her ass tightening up before she could say anything and then his cock was disappearing inside of her ass. She screamed out and looked to Batgirl, who had a wide grin on her face. Harley continued to grin and bear the pain of his cock in her ass, but then it began to get a lot easier and she was enjoying it.

She put her tongue to Batgirl's cunt and began to lick up and down the slit. Batgirl moaned out as she looked down into the blonde's eyes, seeing her mouth completely engulfed by her pussy lips. "Oh gods!" she exclaimed as she leaned back. Her body was getting so close to an orgasmic bliss. But then Harley was moved and Batgirl groaned out. She looked up to Max and grinned. "Put it in me, daddy," she moaned out as she looked to him.

Harley groaned at the loss of his cock in her ass, but she leaned back against the wall and began to rub her cunt. She watched how both of them were now going at it and she kept rubbing herself closer to a great peak. "Pound her hard! She's been a naughty batty!"

"Yes. You have" growling at Batgirl. Cock burrowed deep in her ass her cheeks were assaulted by a few heavy slaps leaving red marks. They were firm, fun to play with and with me buried deep inside of her I gripped her ass tight with both hands and slammed into her, that anus lubed with our juices as I fucked her hard. The table she was bent over scooted across the hardwood floor as Harley sat beside us, legs splayed with the index and middle finger of one hand caressing the pink hood of her snatch and licking her lips watching the show.

"Golly" Harley exclaimed taking delight in seeing her foe being punished, "You sure can take it like a champ" as Batgirl wailed under the impact.

"You!" I said to the colorful girl and her eyes widened in fright. "You're going to get it"

"Get what, sir?" she asked.

"My seed"

"I-I've never tasted a seed" Harley said, but she was silenced when my fingers were stuck in her open mouth where she suckled them, running her tongue over the tips and down the length.

God, Batgirl's ass was so tight. The way artists make them, thin figures with firm asses and huge breasts, feeling them was astonishing as I leaned my frame over Batgirl and doggy style fucked her until sweat rolled down my face. Her gritting of teeth and moans drove me in passion as we came together, but that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to see her green eyes as I went inside of her. Rolling her over and laying upon her well crafted frame, the head finds her anus again and we were back at it, but this time looking eye to eye as we made love. Her brilliant green eyes shined around her dark cowl and flowing red hair now being soaked in sweat. Harley watched us in envy. Mr. J was never like this. Pulling out I growled at them, "On your knees" and they readily obeyed.

"What's going to happen now?" Harley asked.

Taking a couple of steps towards her, Harley's eyes widened in fear that she was going to be slapped. Joker was always like that and she cowered in fear. "Look at me" I said in a soft voice and her eyes, sillouhetted by her black framed skin, looked up. "You're a bad girl" and I slapped her facial cheeks and forehead with my the tip and shaft. Now giggling in delight Harley nodded saying, "Yes, sir. I'm a dirty girl"

Looking at Batgirl as she fondled her chest and then Harley's with her yellow gloves, "That makes you my slut" feverishly stroking the shaft.

Looking at me with open mouths, sweat rolling down my body, and knowing that soon the potions would run their course, and grunting to get it out, I felt the surge of energy flow to my loins then came the rush and explosion.

"EEEP! AH!" Harley yelped as the thick white semen landed on her eyes and forehead then rolled down her mouth. Batgirl was going to be punished for leaving me before I could finish, half the cum would go to Harley and like a good slut she was lapping it up, loving the tangy taste in her buds as several shots landed on her chest. "Oh sweet mother of Jesus" she announced with her high pitched voice as she watched the last few shots spray Batgirl's dark latex clothes and roll over her face.

Harley continued to play with her pussy as she watched the two lovers fuck feverishly. Her cunt was overflowing with her own juices, her fingers drenched in wetness. She looked to the two of them and that's when everything went down. Batgirl sat up on her knees as Harley did the same. "Fuck!" Harley screamed out as Max's cum hit her face. It was warm and sticky, a sweet smell to it and a tangy taste. She licked what hit around her lips and moaned out. "Oh golly! It's divine! I want more!" Batgirl then looked towards the desk as she felt the force dragging on her. Harley looked in the same direction and they both looked to Max..

"Oh no," both women exclaimed. That's when the familiar force started to tug at them and they both reached for Max but the same vortex that had brought them to their shared hero only pulled them back into their world.

Thrown onto the street where they had confronted each other once again, Harley looked to Batgirl. "Why? Why were we dragged back through?" Her lower half still uncovered from the fuck session.

Batgirl just shook her head. "I do not know. But he'll figure something out and we'll see him again." The cowl-covered face of the redhead just smiled before she turned away. "The painting was left there, so I'm letting you go." She grabbed her whip and made an escape.

Harley just shook her head as she looked to the sky. She wanted to go back. "Harley! Harley fucking Quinn! Where the hell are you, my crazy assistant?! I'm growing quite impatient of trying to find you! You can be replaced, you know!" The Joker yelled through the streets of Gotham, to which Harley just sighed. After experiencing someone like Max, Mr. J would only fill the void for a short time.

Sitting down and rubbing my head, damn, the potion wore off. Naked and sitting in the chair with the painting Harley stole next to me, I didn't know how to explain what happened, but I knew that I didn't have to explain the painting. It would look lovely on my wall, but now I had to clean up and try something else to occupy my time. Running a quick shower to purge my body of the sex and juices of Batgirl and Harley, I wrapped myself in a thick red bathrobe and slippers and returned to the living room where I tucked the painting away to be hung up at another time. Looking at the wall clock, it was still early in the evening and there was still nothing else to do except sit back and read some more comic books.

"Till we meet again" smiling at the Batgirl comic drawing a finger along her pink lips before carefully putting the comic aside and pealed off another one from the stack. Ah Lara Croft of Tomb Raider. She went through a lot incarnations through her video game and comic series, but one thing remained constant is that she was always sexualized. Not that I minded that, but there was always a fervor from others that she was nothing more than a slut or a cum bucket for men to get them to play video games.

Sitting back and looking at the cover, I wondered what would have happened if she were brought here. Wonder what kind of adventures could we go to. I was a conjurer, but if I brought her here it would be thrilling to have an actual adventure with her rather than just a fuck session and send her back, though she was totally appealing to the eyes. What if we were to go to one of the local legends of the mountains? There were stories that Native Americans lived out in the mountains with untold treasures that have never been found. What if we were to do that? I'm sure that as a archaeologist that Lara would go for that.

But that had me into thinking about what just happened, if I were to bring Lara into this world, what would also come through the door with her?

{Lara Croft}

Arriving at the entrance to the Caves of Kaliya, I shook my head to get any stray hairs out of my face. "I cannot believe that fool Tony. I didn't want to kill him, but fuck, I had to retrieve this." I held the Infada Stone up to the sunlight as I smiled. "But this is ultimately worth it. Now to Nevada. The guys at Area 51 should know something." I continued on my way through the jungle and made my way to a small village. I proceeded to sit down on the ground while I sipped on a bottle of water. My clothes were completely filthy and the sweat was covering me on top of the sweat that was already there. This place was incredibly hot, even for a jungle. Must be that humidity. Quite different from Britain.

I waved down a boat and climbed on board. "English?" I asked the helmsman. He nodded as he turned the wheel. "Just get me to some part of this place that has a plane so I can get back to England." I sat down against the railing as I looked to the sky.

"Yes ma'am," the man spoke with a deep accent.

I laid my head back as I then felt a strong presence surrounding me. I opened my eyes and gasped. "Bloody hell! What is going on?!" I was being pulled through some sort of black hole and looked to the helmsman who reached for me but it was too late. I was being ripped through the air as I came face to face with a man. "Where the bloody hell am I?" I stood up and looked to the man, the Infada Stone hanging around my neck as I breathed deeply.

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"It worked!" I smiled in delight as I tucked away the potion bottle. "Ms. Croft" I said coming towards her slowly knowing that she was armed, "I don't mean to alarm you, but my name is Maximilian Rose. I'm a conjurer". Already I could smell her, the clothes sweat encrusted and a lingering bit of burnt sulfur and a bit of blood. There was a previous issue I read where she had killed Tony, the financier of her latest expedition, but had turned against her. Lara was truly a force to be reckoned with, and she had come a long way in her evolution.

I could have sprayed her with the same stuff as I did with Batgirl and Harley, but that would ruin the fun of it. That's when I noticed what was dangling around her neck. I didn't know exactly what it was as I hadn't reached that part of the comic yet. "This is my house" trying to assure her of my intent. "I brought you here in the hopes that you can help me with a little adventure."

Before bringing Lara to my world, I had completed some research into the local myths of the mountains, the tribes and their legends about artifacts, people, and places in the mountain that were said to live there including a place where the local medicine men retired to meditate and commune with the spirits of their ancestors and places were burials took place.

"A conjurer?" she questioned. "Like one of those people that practice dark magic or something of that sort?" Her head seemed light as she tried to take in everything around her. It didn't seem normal. Was she still on Earth? Her Earth? Or was this some sort of fantasy that she was in. She walked around and then glanced to him once more.

Lara sniffed the air as she looked around. It didn't seem like there was anything wrong. The man next to her seemed decent enough. He spoke English, but it seemed American. "Do you know how I can get to Area 51?" she asked as she looked to him. But then it dawned on her. "Wait...an adventure? What sort of adventure could you possibly need my help in?" She looked to him as she awaited his answer.

"Area 51?" I replied, "There is Area 51 in Nevada, but it's heavily fortified and off limits to people like me. I'm not military". Looking her over I could see that she was a bit tipsy. The portal does that when people are pulled through, "The spells I cast have that affect on your head. In a few minutes your head will clear out."

When she asked about the adventure it was a fork in the road. There was Area 51 and there was my adventure in the mountains, both of which she seemed eager to undertake. "Well, Ms. Croft, if you are willing..." beckoning her to a large oak table where a map was unrolled. Made of old parchment it had a detailed map of the Smoking Mountains that were outside of town. A wide black line was traced around the smaller mountains that steadily increased in height until it reached the greatest peak that was so rugged that few people have ever ventured up there. "This is the Smokey Point. This is where the native americans went to commune with their spiritual grandfather. It's said that there's a fortune in all sorts of valuables taken from white men and women."