Niceandbrutal
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That Benjamin should discover an invisibility spell was sheer dumb luck more than anything else. A fluke, really.
He'd found the grimoire in an old used-bookstore. Having a more than passing interest in all things dark and occult, Benjamin wasted no time in cracking open the book and beginning to read. He read a difficult section out loud, and suddenly his hands disappeared. He waved his hands before his eyes, he felt them move and he felt the air pass them as he moved them. He could see the sleeve of his jacket but not his hands.
He went to a mirror. There before him stood a slightly rumpled suit in need of dry cleaning all by itself. It moved when he moved but he could not see a trace of himself there. He was awestruck. He took his jacket off, revealing a dirty t-shirt underneath. His arms were invisible too! He quickly undressed. He was completely invisible. The possibilities...
After getting his bearings (he was used to seeing his feet as he walked, so that took some practice) he went out into the street. Being a slightly pudgy and not very attractive man, Benjamin had never been a big hit with the ladies. He'd gotten some sympathy fucks in his teens, but those were drying out.
The rest of that day, Benjamin was a terror to all the young pretty women in the town. He started out by licking a brunette on the neck. As she turned around to slap him, he ducked. This caught her off balance and she fell. She wore a short skirt, which gave Benjamin an ample view of her knickers. This aroused him no end.
He grew bolder with the next girl, a pretty blonde. He sneaked up to her from behind and grabbed her boobs and gave them a thorough kneading. The girl screamed and ran when she saw that no-one was around..
Benjamins hunger for feeling up and humiliating girls grew. His next had her miniskirt completely torn off, revealing to all and sundry that she wore no underwear.
His next victim was almost completely naked in a changing booth when Benjamin pushed her out into a busy store.
On and on it went, until he masturbated into the hair of a pretty redhead before he casually tore her clothes off. She actually managed to defend herself, landing a lucky punch on Benjamin's nose. So he fled.
This was fun, but he wasn't satisfied. He needed to plan, to choose one victim he could humiliate and break. Then it struck him. That snooty pretty bitch at work (he of course forgot her name) he'd asked out on a date. Several times.
She always said no, and she didn't even have the common fucking courtesy to look sad when spurning him. She would be his first victim. Early the next morning, Benjamin called in sick before he snuck off to where she lived. He'd followed her home before, very much against her will. As he approached her house, he wondered how he should go about this.
He decided to settle and wait near the front door, and then he would slip inside as she went out.
He'd found the grimoire in an old used-bookstore. Having a more than passing interest in all things dark and occult, Benjamin wasted no time in cracking open the book and beginning to read. He read a difficult section out loud, and suddenly his hands disappeared. He waved his hands before his eyes, he felt them move and he felt the air pass them as he moved them. He could see the sleeve of his jacket but not his hands.
He went to a mirror. There before him stood a slightly rumpled suit in need of dry cleaning all by itself. It moved when he moved but he could not see a trace of himself there. He was awestruck. He took his jacket off, revealing a dirty t-shirt underneath. His arms were invisible too! He quickly undressed. He was completely invisible. The possibilities...
After getting his bearings (he was used to seeing his feet as he walked, so that took some practice) he went out into the street. Being a slightly pudgy and not very attractive man, Benjamin had never been a big hit with the ladies. He'd gotten some sympathy fucks in his teens, but those were drying out.
The rest of that day, Benjamin was a terror to all the young pretty women in the town. He started out by licking a brunette on the neck. As she turned around to slap him, he ducked. This caught her off balance and she fell. She wore a short skirt, which gave Benjamin an ample view of her knickers. This aroused him no end.
He grew bolder with the next girl, a pretty blonde. He sneaked up to her from behind and grabbed her boobs and gave them a thorough kneading. The girl screamed and ran when she saw that no-one was around..
Benjamins hunger for feeling up and humiliating girls grew. His next had her miniskirt completely torn off, revealing to all and sundry that she wore no underwear.
His next victim was almost completely naked in a changing booth when Benjamin pushed her out into a busy store.
On and on it went, until he masturbated into the hair of a pretty redhead before he casually tore her clothes off. She actually managed to defend herself, landing a lucky punch on Benjamin's nose. So he fled.
This was fun, but he wasn't satisfied. He needed to plan, to choose one victim he could humiliate and break. Then it struck him. That snooty pretty bitch at work (he of course forgot her name) he'd asked out on a date. Several times.
She always said no, and she didn't even have the common fucking courtesy to look sad when spurning him. She would be his first victim. Early the next morning, Benjamin called in sick before he snuck off to where she lived. He'd followed her home before, very much against her will. As he approached her house, he wondered how he should go about this.
He decided to settle and wait near the front door, and then he would slip inside as she went out.