The Magical Portal of Pussy

[Felix80]

Touching Elise

It was a van trip organized by the student government. Every Wednesday one or two of the school vans took students to the local town to do some shopping. It was a thirty minute drive to downtown, where there was a big chain grocery store, a pharmacy, a hardware store and a Wal-Mart, along with various local shops, all within walking distance. The van parked in the middle of the town and everyone had to be back to the vans in four hours.

It had been Jack's turn to drive, which meant he got paid minimum wage for the four hours the trip lasted. He could use the money. He was on partial scholarship and was always looking for odd jobs between plays and choir practice to make ends meet without burdening his parents any more than he had to.

Jack was an actor first, a singer second and a mathematician third. He was a great actor, and not because he was arguably the best looking guy in school. Jack had started acting in middle school with a face full of zits and unruly hair. He learned the craft and loved it. He could see his name in lights and dreamt of interviews with Jimmy Fallon on the Tonight Show. Since his inauspicious beginnings, Jack had grown into an amazing actor, starring in most of his high school plays as either the protagonist or antagonist. He preferred to play the villain. Now, as a freshman in college, every on campus director seemed to want him in their productions.

He had a great voice and had joined two choirs at college. That's where he met a number of his good friends. His gay friends. There was some overlap between choir and theatre, and it seemed all the other guys in that overlap were gay. Very gay. And some of them had hit on Jack extensively at the beginning of the year. But he made it clear he was straight and not interested and they respected that. Now they just hit on him as a gag.

Then there was this girl. Jack was a bit more than infatuated, but no matter what happened he couldn't get out of the friend zone. He'd turned down a number of girls because he thought he was on the verge of getting her to date, but she kept laughing off his advances. They only had a few general studies classes together, large core classes, and calculus, which was considerably smaller. They tended to eat lunch and dinner together with their group of friends, so they saw alot of each other but rarely alone.

That's what made today special. They were taking a walk on a side street, just the two of them, alone at last. They chatted about school and classes, nice easy conversation. Jack was trying to steer it toward a more romantic angle when suddenly he heard his friend Tomas shout out in a heavy lisp, "There you are stud! I've been looking all over for you!"

Jack barked out a laugh. "What do you want Asshole?" He was polite, obviously teasing, and suddenly affecting a lisp to match Tomas.

Tomas ran right up to him and leapt into Jack's arms. Jack was tall and somewhat muscular, though more lean, and easily caught the smaller man. "That's what I want, you in my asshole!"

Jack shook his head as he let Tomas down. "We talked about this. I'd split you in half."

Tomas winked at the girl. "Yeah but what a way to go!" He slapped Jack on the ass and started walking away. "Meet back at the vans, we're doing some a capella and could use that billion octave voice of yours."

"I'm with a girl, you'll have to make due without me.". They both laughed. Jack turned back to his female friend as Tomas walked off.

"Hey, there's a magic shop ahead," Jack said, as if what had just transpired was perfectly normal, "We should stop in. I used to do a little sleight of hand."

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OOC: Closed

 

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Elise had developed her crush on Jack pretty much the moment she saw him. Back then, it had simply been the awareness that the hottest guy in her class (which, if she remembered correctly, was one of those huge general Philosophy classes with like 300 people) was sitting next to her, smiling at her. And then, she discovered, over the course of their first week, that they shared several classes, and that Jack - as she learned his name was - seemed keen on sitting with her during most of them.

It hadn't taken long for her physical crush to turn into something more. He was funny, he was sweet, they shared a lot of the same interests and it took maybe a week or two for Elise to develop the kind of infatuation she really only believed existed in storybooks. The kind where seeing the object of your affection makes your heart beat faster, every single time. The kind where thoughts of him were floating through her head at all hours of the day, regardless of what else she was doing.

So, of course, he had to be gay. She'd been crushed when she found out. Worse, she'd been about to ask him on a date when a mutual friend had realized that Jack was the one Elise had been waxing poetic about and pulled her aside to deliver the bad news. Of course, once it was pointed out to her, it made sense; Jack didn't affect much of that flamboyantly gay mannerism, which was why Elise had missed it herself, but he was in the theatre, he had a voice like a god, and he was that good-looking but kept turning down the girls who continuously threw themselves at him. She'd be disappointed, of course, but she liked him as a friend, too, and figured her crush might burn itself out if she just left it alone long enough. Some day, in the future, she could see her infatuation fading away, leaving her with the kind of best friend who stayed with you your whole life. Even if he wasn't interested in her romantically, she couldn't bring herself to be upset about having that kind of deep friendship with someone.

So, despite not really needing anything from downtown, when she found out Jack was driving, Elise signed up. She had some spare time and it would be nice to have a chance to spend some time with him outside of the context of their larger shared groups of friends. Maybe even get some time alone.

Elise knew Tomas - not well, but he'd joined in on enough of their large group meals that she knew who he was - and grinned when she saw him bounding towards Jack. She was pretty sure those two were going to end up as a couple at some point. Tomas was all kinds of flamboyantly gay, and Jack tended to take on more of the mannerisms of a gay man when they were together, much to the uproarious amusement of everyone around them. She giggled as Tomas hit shamelessly on Jack and Jack's teasing rebukes - maybe he was just playing hard-to-get? And then, quickly as he came, Tomas was leaving again, with Jack calling after him:

"I'm with a girl, you'll have to make due without me."

Elise chuckled, thinking that she understood he was making a joke. Still, it made a pleasant little bubble of warmth form in her chest at the thought that he'd rather be here with her, shooting the breeze, than off singing with his other friends. Even if it wasn't because he liked her as his joke implied.

She rolled her eyes when Jack returned to more or less the same conversation they were having before, as if the previous few minutes hadn't even happened, but she had to admit, a magic shop sounded interesting. "Sleight of hand? Really?" She opened the door to the shop, smiling and waving him through. "You'll have to teach me!"

Elise was actually quite impressed by the interior of the place. Most magic shops looked tacky, with silly tassels and ugly polyester capes. This one looked old. The interior was dim and made mostly of wood. It smelled like books and incense, and all of the objects on the shelves looked almost antique. They still had all the usual - hats from which you could pull rabbits, trick playing cards, capes with hidden pockets - but it all looked of remarkable quality. And there were as many objects of "real" magic scattered about as there were illusionist's tools; tarot cards, voodoo dolls, crystal balls and racks of drying herbs.

Elise was fascinated, and while she wandered off between the shelves, looking at all that was here, the elderly man sitting behind the counter caught Jack's attention with a wave. "I know what you want."

 

[Felix80]

"I know what you want."

Jack had been looking at a deck of trick cards, but when the old man spoke Jack turned to look at him. The proprietor had grey hair and was wearing a simple button-down white shirt with black pants aand a black bow tie. He looked like he may have once been a stage magician.

Jack put the trick deck back in the same place he had gotten it from and walked over to the old man.

"What is it I want?" Jack asked.

"A girl," the old man said, "Or maybe a boy. You kids these days are all messed up. I can see it in your aura kid. You've got a case of unrequited love that pales Charlie Brown's crush on the red-headed girl."

Jack blinked. "You mean that kid from the Snoopy comics?"

The old man sighed and shook his head. "Listen, I provide a particular service to the wizarding world. Occaisonally they need to get rid of enchanted items before they get raided by the authorities."

Jack raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "You mean like in Harry Potter?"

"Shut up kid, and listen. I've got something I need to get rid of. A hand mirror. I could just sell it, most people couldn't get it to work, not magical enough. For them it's just a mirror. But I'd like to see it get some use, and you've got the right kind of aura. Interested?"

Jack remained skeptical. "Sure. And this is the part where you tell me 'this lamp once changed the life of a young man.'" He was quoting from Disney's Aladdin.

The old man laughed. "Not that powerful kid, but it will give you access to what you want. All you do is hold the mirror by the handle, think of the person you want and say their name." He handed the mirror to Jack. "Go on, try it."

Jack took the mirror. The glass was a large circle, maybe sixteen inches. He spun the mirror and looked it over. Finally he held it in front of him and saw his reflection in the glass. "So I just pick someone and say their name."

"You got to want it kid. But since I'm trying to make a sale here I'll make it easy on you. Say your own name."

"Jack." The image on the mirror shifted. Instead of his face now his penis was on display in the mirror. Long, thick as a coke can, and uncut, it was laying flat down his left boxer leg along his thigh. He quickly put the mirror down to his side to make sure Elise didn't see it. He looked around, jerking his head from side to side.

The old man chuckled. "Only the person holding the mirror can see the spell."

Jack found his heartbeat slowing down. "Well that's a relief."

"Tell you what, kid. Give me fifty bucks and it's yours."

"What if this was just psychosomatic or hypnosis or something?" Jack asked. "Can I get a refund."

The man shook his head. "Sure kid, you can get a refund. But once you realize what you can do with this thing, you won't want one. Next time, touch the glass."

Jack gave him the fifty dollars and the old man wrapped it up for him.

 

[Felix80]

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