Turbulence

by

Julie O

  

Part One

  

Against the best wishes of Aunt Kayla I opened up the box. Inside, there was an entire black leather outfit. As soon as I touched it, I knew instantly that it was mine, or rather, it had belonged to Iona.

There was a very short skirt, a thong, a garter-belt, stockings, a top, with detachable covers for my breasts, and a pair of thigh high leather high heel boots. Additionally there was a cape, a collar, wrist cuffs and locks included. There were no keys. I noticed that the boots had steel rings built right into them, near the ankles. The entire outfit was obviously custom made for Iona.

At the bottom of the box was a cell phone. I didn't touch it and I slowly put the clothes back in the box. I was temped, rather, make that compelled, to put the outfit on, but I fought it off. The feeling wasn't very strong, but I instinctively knew that it would get more powerful.

I pushed the box away. Tully approached and sniffed the box and recoiled in fear. She hissed at the box and ran away. That was a strange reaction, I thought.

I fixed a mug of tea and sat out in the garden. The urges stopped as soon as I entered the garden. Someday, Aunt Kayla would have to tell me all about this garden! I was relieved when I sensed the approach of Aunt Kayla. She entered a minute later. Good! That meant my powers were almost recharged! I told Aunt Kayla that my powers were back to full strength.

"I see that you couldn't wait," she exclaimed, looking at the open box.

"Sorry," I apologized. I then explained the urges that I felt.

Aunt Kayla nodded and then she examined the outfit. Like me, she didn't touch the cell phone. There was something about it that was spooky.

"I must admit that this is wonderful work, as far as fetish clothing goes. You're positive that you've worn this before?" asked Aunt Kayla.

"Yes. I wore it many times, although it is still cloudy as to when and where," I answered. I decided not to ask Aunt Kayla how she knew about the quality of fetish clothing.

She retrieved her UV light and ran it over the outfit. There were slight UV stains on the garter-belt area and on the inside of the skirt. I must have worn this when I had the tattoo applied.

"Is the outfit enchanted, or whatever the right term is?" I asked.

"I don't know. I can run a few tests on it. Let me check the whole thing with the UV light," she answered.

I watched as she ran the light slowly over every item, both inside and outside. There was a line of writing around the waist of the skirt. Aunt Kayla got her book of Celtic spell translations and began her search.

 

"Is that the latest edition of that book?" I asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Yes, it's the 1789 version," she quipped back.

I moved away slightly from the clothes. I could feel the urge to try them on growing, however it was still weak enough to fight.

"Here it is. Oh, this is a nasty one. It will make the wearer submissive and obedient. Additionally, it will make you strongly attracted to wearing the outfit. Luckily, it is not a strong spell and, with your powers back at full strength, you should be able to fight it," stated Aunt Kayla.

"You are not suggesting that I wear this stuff?" I asked. Although, I had to admit that I was slightly excited about wearing the outfit, especially the boots.

"Obviously, Keir sent these to you and he will contact you on the phone. I imagine he will want you to wear them as you go to meet him. The attraction spell you feel was obviously designed for Iona, because I don't feel anything. Just like the tattoo, it is a custom spell, designed for Iona's powers, not yours. You can use this to your advantage. Keir will not expect you to be able to escape his spells," explained Aunt Kayla.

"Should we let Fiona and Connor know about this?" I asked.

"Yes, I will call them immediately. Why don't you move back into the garden for now? I'll pack up this stuff," she suggested.

I agreed and I watched from the kitchen as she called Fiona and Connor. I hoped they got back here as soon as possible. I could sense that events were starting to speed up.

Aunt Kayla placed the box in a chest in the living room and then locked it.

"That will delay you, should you become overwhelmed by the spell, and give me time to stop you," explained Aunt Kayla.

I nodded in agreement. "So, when will they get back here?" I asked.

"Not until tomorrow evening," answered Aunt Kayla.

"I have a feeling that will be too late," I added.

Aunt Kayla reached into her purse and handed me a pair of earrings. They were simple post earrings with what looked like a black stone mounted in each.

"These will allow me to track you. The stones will provide me with a signal to my matching pair," she said, as she pointed to her own earrings.

I began to put them on and almost immediately I could sense Aunt Kayla.

"These are pretty cool. What is their range?" I asked.

"One to two miles, depending on the geography," she answered.

We fixed dinner together. If I had to face Keir, at least I would do it on a full stomach.

  

PartTwo

 

I called Jenny after dinner and we had a long talk. I told her of the possible impending meeting with Keir. She said that she wished she could get out here to be with me. I asked how her examination had gone. She laughed and said that Amelia told her that, with work, she would be able to develop some interesting powers, including the influence spell. She also said that she had strong ESP skills, but I already knew that! I warned her about the negative effects of over-using your powers.

I also called and talked to Bill. OK, maybe part of me was worried that I might not win in my fight with Keir. Bill was able to sense that I was worried about something.

"Something's bothering you and it isn't just Karen's injuries. Does this have anything to do with your mother and Connor?" he asked.

Here was a key point in our relationship. So far, I had never really lied to Bill. Yes, I had stretched the truth, but this was different. I thought about it for a moment and then went for broke.

"Yes, it does. But, I'd rather not talk about it on the phone. Can you come over here?" I asked.

"I'm on my way," he said.

I hung up the phone and then went downstairs and joined Aunt Kayla in the garden.

"Did I do the right thing?" I asked Aunt Kayla, "And don't say it doesn't matter now because it is…"

"Water under the bridge?" said Aunt Kayla with a smile, completing my sentence.

"Yes, exactly," I added, with a slight smile.

"If you truly love Bill, then you would have to tell him eventually. To keep the truth from him wouldn't be fair to either of you. Yes, it is a risk, but if he really loves you then it won't matter," she explained.

"Do I tell him everything?" I asked, pleading for an answer.

"I don't see how you can tell him one part without the other," she replied honestly.

"What if he freaks out?" I don't want to end up on TV or in a government lab," I worried.

"I don't think he will. I can wipe his memory clean, but that would also end your relationship with him," she continued.

"So, I'd be the only one with a broken heart?" I quipped.

"You'll survive. We all do," she said softly.

I was about to ask her what she was referring to, when I sensed Bill approaching. He wasn't even in the driveway yet. My powers were back fully charged! That was good; I wanted to be at peak power for Keir.

"He's here," I announced. I focused on controlling my powers; if Bill stayed, it would because he loved me and not because I made him stay.

Aunt Kayla nodded and walked to the front door as she motioned me to stay where I was.

Bill walked in and gave me a hug. I hoped it wouldn't be the last one I ever got from him. He sat down next to me and smiled.

"OK, I'm here. What's the story?" he asked.

I took a deep breath. Please let him accept me, I thought.

"Bill, you said that you always felt that you've known me. You are right, we have actually known each other for many years," I said, thinking here goes nothing.

Bill had a confused look on his face.

"Bill, there is magic out there in the world, real magic, and I was accidentally changed by it. I used to be Roger," I admitted.

Bill's eyes widened, he looked like I was playing a joke on him.

I told him the story of the body swap and the accident. Bill kept looking over at Aunt Kayla. She just looked back and nodded in agreement with my story.

"Bill, I am no longer Roger. While part of me came from Roger, I am now a new person. I have changed and I am now a 21 year old woman, in mind and body," I stated.

"This isn't possible," he stated.

"I know it is hard to accept, but it is the truth," I pleaded.

Bill shook his head in disbelief. The good thing was that he was still here.

"I have another bombshell for you. I also have magical powers now," I added.

"You're a witch?" he asked. There was a look of disbelief on his face.

"Not really. Being a witch is more like being part of a religious movement. I just have magical powers," I said, as if that made it easier to accept.

"I suppose that means that you too have powers, Kayla," stated Bill

"Yes, and so do Fiona and Connor," she added.

"Karen?" he asked.

"No," I said.

"What about Nick?" he asked.

"No, but he was working for someone who does," stated Kayla.

She went on to describe the whole complicated story, including Keir and the tattoos. To my amazement, Bill seemed to be taking it all in.

"So, are you Roger or Iona?" asked Bill.

"Iona; if you mean the Iona you have known the past few weeks. I have changed and while I have some of Roger's personality traits, I am no longer him and I have never been the original Iona," I explained.

"So how do you see us?" he asked.

"You are a man and I am a woman," I answered

Bill nodded slightly. "Can I have a drink?" he turned and asked Aunt Kayla.

"Sure, what would you like?" asked Aunt Kayla.

 

"Don't care, as long as it is strong," he replied. He kept staring at me in a confused way. I could feel his emotions were in complete turmoil.

Aunt Kayla brought out a bottle of brandy and poured us each a glass.

Bill took a gulp and then looked at me. "I suppose you had to tell me eventually."

"I know this complicates things, but I wanted you to know because I care about you, and in case something happened to me,' I stated.

"Complicates things? Iona, you have a talent for understating things," he quipped. He then turned serious. "What do you mean by something happening to you?"

At least he was calling me Iona; I took that as a good sign. "Keir has to be stopped and he wants me. I am going to draw him out," I stated. At least he seemed like he still cared for me.

"You mean you are going to be the bait?" he asked.

I sensed some disapproval in voice. "If that's what it takes to get him. Keir is dangerous and has to be stopped, NOW," I explained. "He will be taken into custody. He will then face a trial and if convicted, an appropriate punishment."

"In what court?" he asked.

"A special court that handles cases that involve the illegal use of magic. If Keir has broken any criminal laws, then he will also be handed over to the appropriate jurisdiction," explained Aunt Kayla.

"That almost makes sense. Still, there has to be a different way to draw him out. I'm not happy about you being the worm on the hook," Bill said to me.

"I'm not exactly helpless," I stated. He still cared about me!

Bill looked at me carefully. "No, I imagine that you're not helpless. Roger was also headstrong, and I never could talk sense into him either."

He was referring to Roger as another person. This was another good sign!

"I appreciate you telling me this. It must be difficult," said Bill in a soft voice.

 

"We are entering new levels of difficultly," I answered with a slight laugh.

"I don't know what to say. I'm so in love with you, and now this happens….," he drifted off.

I didn't say anything at first.

"Do you really love me?" he asked.

I looked at him with tears in my eyes and nodded. "You mean so much to me, and yes, I love you."

He stared back. "If I walk away from you right now, what will you do?"

"Cry a lot. But if you want to walk away, I am not going to use my powers to force you to stay with me," I said softly. A single tear ran down my cheek.

Bill shook his head slowly as he looked at me.

"Maybe we should take a step back for now. I need time to accept all of this," he explained.

It wasn't the perfect answer, but it wasn't a complete loss either.

"OK," I said softly.

"I also think we need to deal with this Keir person first. Then we can work out our personal lives," he added.

"This doesn't involve you," I stated.

"It does now. I can give you a lot of assistance," he explained.

That was true. I was also happy that he wanted to help.

I wanted a hug from him so badly, but I wasn't going to force anything. At least he hadn't burned any bridges.

Bill stayed for another hour. Aunt Kayla said that we would contact him if Keir contacted us.

Bill got up to leave and for a moment I thought he was going to lean over to hug and kiss me, but he didn't. I kept the tears back until he drove away.

 

Part Three

 

I went up to my bedroom and checked my e-mail. In Iona's account was one from Keir. I clicked and opened it up.

"Dear Iona. I know you got the package. I hope its contents bring back fond memories! We need to get together now. You will change and then press #39 on the phone. I will contact you and tell you where to go. Make yourself sexy for me my pet and I will take you to new levels of pleasure. Love Keir"

So it begins and hopefully ends. Aunt Kayla was still up and I showed her the e-mail. Without a word, she handed me the key to the lock. I nodded and retrieved the contents of the box and went upstairs to change. As I walked upstairs, I saw Aunt Kayla picking up the phone. I assumed she was calling Bill. How I wished that Fiona and Connor were here!

I stripped down and began to put on the outfit. First I slipped the black stockings on each leg. The garter belt came next and I attached the stockings. The thong came next. I was proud that I remembered that it goes on after the garter belt. Although, it didn't matter with this one, as there was a snap release on the thong.

I began to feel very aroused as I dressed. I guess it was the effect of the spell. I concentrated and was able to regain control. That was good. My powers were strong enough to fight it off when I needed to.

The skirt barely covered my bottom. It was a perfect fit and it looked like the leather had been poured onto my body. I slipped on the top and secured the breast covers. I hesitated, but I slipped the collar around my neck and locked it shut. A chill ran through my body. I repeated the act with the wrist cuffs. I locked each one. I hoped that I could get them off as easily when this was over. I felt a growing feeling of submission sweeping through my body.

Finally, I slipped on the boots. To my surprise, I was able to walk very easily in the 4" spike-heeled thigh-high boots. The boots did look good on me. I walked with ease to my makeup table and began to transform myself into the old Iona. My eyes became very dramatic and sexy. My lips were wet, red, and luscious. I teased out my hair to complete the dramatic change. I picked up the cape and draped it over my shoulders, and then inspected myself in the mirror.

I stared at the redheaded vixen staring back at me. I wondered if I was the spider or the fly, as I picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello," said the voice on the other end. In an instant I knew it was Keir.

"Master, I am ready," I said in a passive, soft voice. Calling him Master came very naturally.

There was laughter on the other end. "Excellent my pet. Drive downtown and park near 5^th and Robinson. That is in Hillcrest, do you know where that is?" he asked.

"Yes, Master, I am leaving now," I said.

"Excellent. By the way, don't fight the spell in the outfit. You are not strong enough, and I want you to conserve you strength for better things," he laughed.

"Yes, Master," I replied.

"I will pick you up when you arrive. See you soon, my pet," he said in a smooth sexy voice.

"Yes, Master, " I replied and I hung up.

He was wrong. I could fight his spell, but it was hard. I was actually slipping under his power.

I walked downstairs and told Aunt Kayla where he wanted me to go. She shook her head at my transformation.

"I am stunned by your appearance, my dear," she exclaimed. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I have to. This has to stop. But, I am barely maintaining control," I explained.

"We will be close, my dear. Bill will meet me down there."

We hugged and I walked out to the car. Thankfully, it was late at night, so none of my neighbors saw me. Then again, they were used to seeing strange things around here.

I drove towards Hillcrest; it was north of the downtown area. I drove slowly to give Aunt Kayla a chance to keep in range. However, I prepared myself for having to do this by myself.

As it was after 1:00 AM, the traffic was light. I kept looking in my rearview mirror, but I knew that Aunt Kayla wouldn't be that close. I approached the meeting area and found a parking spot.

Without hesitation, I stepped out of the car. I looked around and also tried to sense Keir. I didn't sense or see anything. I imagined that Keir was watching from a distance, that he wanted to make me sweat a few minutes. I expected that Keir would pick me up personally. I don't think he wanted a repeat of what Nick did.

I was propositioned several times. I took that as a complement, although a backhanded one! I concentrated on Aunt Kayla, but I couldn't detect her. I hoped she was close!

Then a black car pulled up in front of me. I got an immediate reaction from the protection tattoo. It was the equivalent of a siren and red flashing light going off. The door opened up and Keir looked out. I instantly knew it was him. He had the darkest eyes I've ever seen. They were like pools of black liquid.

"Get in, my pet," he ordered softly.

"Yes, Master," I said. I could feel myself slipping deeper under his control. He had such a dominant personality, even without powers. I was also struggling with the spell in the outfit.

"You look exquisite, my pet," he oozed.

"Thank you, Master," I replied. It all felt so natural.

He reached over and locked my wrists together, and attached a leash to my collar. I eased back my powers, as I waited for the right moment to strike. Something told me to wait; I could sense he was hiding something.

We drove just a few blocks. Obviously, he either didn't worry about being followed or he didn't care. Fiona was right, he was an arrogant bastard.

He led me down a stairwell and into a basement. He opened the door and led me in. The room was an S&M dungeon. On the inside, the door had a crossbeam to help lock it, much like a medieval castle door. Keir slipped it down as he led me inside.

"The nice thing about this part of town is that you can rent a dungeon," he commented.

He led me to a cross-beamed rack and tied me down on it. He then elevated it so I was upright. He looked at me, and flashing a wicked smile, he removed the breast covers, exposing my breasts and erect nipples. He ran his hand across them, causing me to tremble in sexual excitement.

"Nice!" he exclaimed.

He then reached under my skirt and removed the thong. He then attached a leather strap around my vagina. He held up a vibrator and turned it on and slipped it into me. I quivered as it entered me. He connected it to the strap.

"That will keep you busy for now," he stated. "Don't worry, my pet. I will give you my full attention shortly."

He walked away and I was left moaning in pleasure. It was hard to concentrate while I was so aroused. Keir picked up the phone and talked to someone.

"We will be having company soon, my pet," he said with wink. "You will be an excellent example of the work I can do for him."

I wondered whom he was talking about. My mind wandered back to the pleasure emanating from my vagina. Keir sat back and watched me wiggle.

A few minutes, later there was the sound of a bell, Keir got up and went to the door. He came back in with a man. The man leered at me and licked his lips.

"Ease up, Mr. Smith. You can have a taste of her later," ordered Keir.

"So is this the one? The daughter of your enemy?" asked Smith.

"Yes, this is the lovely Iona. She was on her way to college when I intercepted her and gave her a more useful education," laughed Keir. "Don't worry about talking in front of her. She is a totally submissive slut. Aren't you, my pet?"

"Yes, Master," I moaned. Soon, you bastard, soon!

"Go on," said Smith, watching my gyrations, as the vibrator continued to arouse me.

"She was visiting her future college and I had a friend there help me get her. First we got her to drain her powers, so that she was nice and weak and easy to control. I drugged her and gave her the tattoo that makes her so special!" explained Keir.

"This friend, your partner?" asked Smith.

"She was, but she ran afoul of the law, and was also stripped of her powers. Too bad, but she got greedy," grumbled Keir.

I then realized that the woman Keir was describing was the AD at Chamberlain! Keir's comments were reopening Iona's memories.

Keir walked over and lifted my skirt and flipped on a UV light. The light exposed my tattoo.

"Here is why I can control her. This tattoo makes women extremely sexual. They are driven by their sexual urges. It also protects the person from unwanted pregnancy and disease. Thus making the person a perfect whore. Iona's tattoo is a bit more complicated. I needed to ensure that she doesn't regain use of her powers. I'm sure she would love to take me apart," Keir explained. "I am going to add a new spell to this one, making her permanently submissive and obedient."

"These tattoos, they'll work on any woman?" asked Smith.

"Absolutely. They become addicted to sex," added Keir.

"I have twelve women in mind for your services. Five are in my custody right now. How soon can you get started?" asked Smith.

"If you have the money, I can start today. I believe we can have a very profitable partnership," Keir laughed.

"What about her?" asked Smith, pointing towards me.

"Oh, I have special plans for Iona. She will be the bait that brings her bitch of a mother here," said Keir in a frightening tone.

"Her mother is the one who took your powers?" asked Smith, glancing over at me.

"Yes. I will offer Iona back to her, in exchange for my powers. But I know she'll never do that. So, I will have to be content with killing her. I debated turning her into a whore like her daughter, but I think killing her will give me more pleasure," smiled Keir. The smile on his face was pure evil.

"I would like to bring the girls here as soon as possible. Can you keep five more here?" asked Smith.

Keir laughed. "Look around my friend. I have lots of room to keep them tied up!"

"Excellent! Can you help me transport the goods here now?" asked Smith

"Why not?" laughed Keir, "Iona will enjoy the company!"

Keir walked over and picked up a bag and turned to me and smiled.

"I have to go help Mr. Smith. In a few days, you'll have many new playmates. Do you like that, my pet?" he asked.

"Yes, Master," I moaned.

He laughed and walked over and turned the vibrator up to high.

"That will keep you busy, my pet," he laughed and walked out with Smith.

I heard the heavy door shut and lock. It was time.

 

Part Four

 

I could feel my body getting closer to orgasm. I wondered if the energy could be channeled. I focused on my right cuff and tried to repeat the spell that burned Nick. Maybe it could burn through the cuff or at least the lock.

I tried to get focused, but it was so hard. My body was split between my impending orgasm and my focused energy on the cuff. I felt like I was losing my concentration as the momentum shifted to my carnal pleasures.

I felt my orgasm grow until I could hold it back no longer; it burst out in wave after wave of uncontrollable pleasure. I screamed, as I couldn't hold it all in. As I screamed I felt my right wrist get hot, almost as if it was being burned. I glanced over and saw the locking cuff, holding my wrist down, was a bright red and it appeared to be melting!

In a second it fell to the ground and my right wrist was free. I immediately reached over and undid my left wrist. I then turned off the vibrator. This one was almost as powerful as the silver wand. I then disconnected my ankles. I found that I could fake being tied down. I would use Keir's arrogant nature against him. He wouldn't think of me escaping, so I doubt if he would bother checking my bonds, assuming everything looked normal, when he returned. I picked up the ring and saw that it had melted. I hid it in a trashcan.

My right wrist was slightly red, but it didn't appear to be hurt. I didn't feel any pain when I touched it. Good. I didn't want any weak areas if I had to fight.

My big decision was whether to wait until help arrived or to take them on myself. I wished I had tried to determine if Mr. Smith had a weapon. I also had the problem of not knowing exactly how my powers would respond. I mean, I knew something would happen when I got pissed off, but after that it wasn't clear.

I then thought of what Keir said about adding to my tattoo. There was no way that I was going to let him do anything like that to me!

I began to concentrate on Aunt Kayla. Please, come quickly, I thought, over and over.

I then sensed the return of Keir and Smith. They were just pulling up in their car. I quickly returned to the rack and inserted the vibrator and flicked it back on. I placed my hands in their original positions. I hoped that neither man noticed that I was no longer locked up.

 

I heard the door unlock and open up. I watched as Smith and Keir brought in the first two girls. Their hands were bound behind their backs and they were blindfolded. That was good. I didn't want them to see anything happen that would obviously be magic.

They placed the first two girls in small cages. Keir smiled at me as he walked back out.

"I see that you are still enjoying yourself my pet. That is just the beginning," he promised.

I just moaned and was able to get out a "Thank you, Master."

I found myself slipping back and forth between personal control and his control. For all his faults, Keir did have a very dominant personality. He was also a very handsome man; too bad he so evil and demented.

I then noticed that I got a quick fix on Aunt Kayla when they opened the door. Each time the door was opened, I got a hit from the earrings. The sensations were getting stronger. I hoped that she would be able to detect my location before they shut the door again. I also tried to focus on Smith and determine whether or not he was armed. I discovered he had a gun, but it was in his coat, which was now lying over a sawhorse.

I watched as they brought in the other three girls. They all looked so young. I figured that several of them were under eighteen. I could not let Keir enslave them.

Smith brought in the last girl and Keir helped him lock her up on a rack. I then realized that Smith didn't lock the door. I hoped that meant that it could also be opened from the outside.

"When are you going to start tattooing them?" asked Smith, anxiously.

Keir laughed, "Patience, my friend, patience. It takes time to do this correctly. I also have to mix up the dye. I should be ready to start within the hour. Which one do you want me to start on first?"

Smith grinned. He looked at his captives, who were all cringing in terror. "That blonde with the big rack. She scratched me when I grabbed her. Do her first, and then I'll do her first!"

"Nice choice," complement Keir. "Fix yourself a drink, I'll start preparing the dye."

 

Keir said that it would take a half-hour to prepare the dye. That was my countdown. I would hold back until then. If help didn't arrive, then I would act. There was no way I would let Keir mark another girl.

I began to conserve my energy. Of course, when I did this, my sexual urges took over and I could feel another orgasm forming. I had to struggle to maintain my false imprisonment as my body began to gyrate from my sexual arousal. I then felt it building and I knew that there was no way I could hold it back.

I let out a long sexual scream as the orgasm swept through my body. I also lost my balance and fell off the rack. The sound of my screaming and falling caused both Keir and Smith to look over in my direction.

"Shit," exclaimed Keir, "How did you get free?"

"Let me tie her back up," asked Smith, who began to walk towards me. He obviously underestimated me.

"No, leave her to me," shouted Keir.

Smith turned and laughed at Keir, "I've been handling sluts like this for years. She won't be any trouble."

Smith reached down and grabbed me by the arms, pulled me to my feet, and pushed me back to the rack.

"See, she is no trouble," he laughed.

"Let me go or you'll see trouble," I growled back.

Smith laughed. "And how will a little girl like you give me any trouble?" he asked in a sarcastic voice.

I felt my anger and rage growing. I was free of the sexual pleasure and I directed my energy at Smith.

"LIKE THIS!" I screamed

Smith screamed and pulled back as my protection spell burned his hands.

Keir looked at me in disbelief. I reached down and pulled off the vibrator and strap and tossed it on the ground.

"It seems I underestimated you, my pet," he smiled

"I am not your pet!" I shouted back. I looked over at Smith. He was shaking his hands trying to make the pain go away.

"No, you're not. You are a wild animal, that I will cage and tame," he said confidently. "You may have powers, but you are still a little girl. And I can still beat up a little girl."

We had a standoff. Keir was trying to position himself to take me down. I guess he figured that if he knocked me out, I would be helpless. I only knew defensive spells and couldn't risk Keir getting close to me. I saw that Smith was working his way to his gun.

I made my decision quickly and bolted towards the door. I only hoped that I was right and it was unlocked. It was surprising how fast I could run in the boots!

My retreat caught both Keir and Smith off guard, and it gave me the lead I needed to get to the door. I reached it and found that it was unlocked. I could hear Keir just behind me. I swung the door open and was about to dash outside when I saw three men standing there in front of me. It was Connor, Bill, and another man. Bill caught me and Connor stepped in between the charging Keir and me.

Keir's face turned pale as he saw Connor standing there. He tried to turn around but seemed frozen in his tracks.

"Running away from a fight? Keir, that is so unlike you! But I guess I am a bit more intimidating than a young woman," Connor laughed.

If Keir wanted to say something he couldn't.

"There is a man with a gun and five other girls tied up in there!" I shouted. I didn't even care that I was partially naked!

The other man ran in with a drawn gun and quickly disarmed and apprehended Smith.

Aunt Kayla, Fiona and a brown-haired woman walked up behind Connor and Bill.

I felt so relieved to see them and I hugged them and cried tears of relief and joy.

The woman immediately began to release the captives. I then noticed that she was wearing a SDPD badge around her neck. The man restraining Smith also had his badge out.

I was about to ask what was going on, when Aunt Kayla spoke. "We need to get you out of here. I will take you home."

I didn't argue. I then noticed that my breasts were exposed, as was my vagina. I found my thong and breast covers and made myself a bit more presentable. I watched as Connor placed cuffs on Keir. Smith was on the ground and appeared to be in a trance.

Bill took me by the arm and led me outside to Aunt Kayla's car. He opened the door and smiled at me as I entered.

"I'll be over later to talk. Take care," he said as he closed the door.

Aunt Kayla got in and we drove home. I turned around to watch Keir being led away to a black van.

"You're going to explain all this to me eventually, aren't you?" I asked.

"Yes, my dear," answered Aunt Kayla. She then reached over and touched my hand.

I suddenly felt extremely tired and could barely keep my eyes open. In a moment I was sound asleep.

 

Part Five

 

I woke up the next morning in my bed. I was wearing my pjs and began to wonder if it was all a bad dream. I then looked at my wrist and saw that it was still red. No, it wasn't a dream.

I got up and stretched my sore arms and legs. Still, I felt very refreshed. I showered and changed into a pair of jeans and t-shirt.

Aunt Kayla was out in the garden. There was a pot of tea, along with blueberry muffins sitting on the table.

"I heard the water running, so I knew you'd want something to eat," commented Aunt Kayla, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Thanks," I replied and poured myself some tea. The muffins looked great and I eagerly began to pick one apart. "I appreciate the great night's sleep you gave me."

"I knew you would need it. How are you, my dear?" asked Aunt Kayla.

"Good," I said. I then told her everything that had happened in the dungeon with Keir. She seemed very impressed with the way I had handled things.

"I am happy that you used your mind, in addition to your powers. That is a huge step forward in mastering your powers," she commented.

"Now, could you tell me what happened from the outside?" I asked, as I ate a piece of muffin. It tasted delicious!

Aunt Kayla began to tell me the whole story. She tracked me to the general area of the dungeon, but lost me. Fiona and Connor arrived in the area and they spread out to try and get a fix on my location. Bill stayed with Aunt Kayla, as did the detectives. They used their cell phones to coordinate their locations. They also had jewelry to detect my location. Each time the door was opened they got closer, using triangulation. They had my location down to a block when they detected my outburst of powers against Smith. They were about to enter the basement when I burst out.

"I must admit that you have a talent for making a dramatic entrance!" laughed Aunt Kayla.

I blushed. "I would like to forget that if you don't mind. I am proud of my body, but that was a bit much."

"I wouldn't worry about it. At least you survived," replied Aunt Kayla

I nodded. "How did Fiona and Connor get back here so quickly? You said they wouldn't be back until today." I asked as I further tore into the helpless muffin.

"They never left. We had to keep you out of the loop, just in case Keir gained too much control over you. I am sorry, but it was necessary," apologized Aunt Kayla.

"That's OK. You did it for my own good," I answered. The muffin was gone and I eyed another one. "So, who were the two detectives?"

"They're in the San Diego Police Department. They are also like us and have powers. Fiona set that up with the DA who was more than happy to provide them to assist us," replied Aunt Kayla.

"What happened to Keir?"

"Officially, he was killed. He is in our custody and faces trial. Most of the laws he broke were ours. The DA is OK with that. Your Mr. Smith will be facing a series of charges ranging from kidnapping to attempted murder. Of course, he has no memory of the magic," explained Aunt Kayla.

"Will Keir tell us how to change the tattoo?" I asked.

"No, so far he refuses to help. In time, he may offer his help as a plea bargain," suggested Aunt Kayla.

"Is he going to be punished severely?" I asked.

"If convicted, he will face a very harsh penalty. He will likely spend the rest of his life in custody," replied Aunt Kayla.

"I can live with my state of arousal. I don't want him to have even a slight chance of being out in the world again!" I stated firmly.

Aunt Kayla nodded.

"What kind of custody?" I asked. I tried to imagine what a magical prison would look like.

"It won't be in a prison, rather in a lower life form. If they ask my opinion I would like to see him changed into a goat,' answered Aunt Kayla. "Of course, he would retain his mind and would live out his human years as a goat, which could mean 40 or 50 years."

"Isn't a goat too good for him?" I laughed

 

Aunt Kayla joined me in laughing.

"He always was a horny old goat, too bad he'll have to change his tastes in females," laughed Aunt Kayla.

"What about the AD at Chamberlain? Will she face more charges?" I asked. I wanted everyone who had hurt Iona to pay.

"Yes. Charges are already being made. I am positive that she will be punished for what she did to Iona," added Aunt Kayla.

The second muffin was well on its way to being devoured. "So, what about Bill's participation in this?" I asked.

"The DA assigned him to the investigation, due to his 'exceptional knowledge' of the case. She has wanted to have someone in her office that she could use in cases that involve both laws, human and magic. Bill just may be the man to fill that position. Bill was very useful and I think he will do a great job," stated Aunt Kayla.

"That's good. I am happy for him," I exclaimed. I meant it too. "So, are there a lot of magic/human law cases here in the San Diego area?"

"More that you can imagine, my dear," answered Aunt Kayla.

"Hmm, so there may be a job for me here, when I pass the bar!" I exclaimed with a smile.

"Absolutely. In fact, the DA has already expressed an interest in you," added Aunt Kayla. "But, you still have much to learn, especially concerning your powers."

I nodded in agreement. "Well, at least my professional future looks good," I lamented.

"Don't give up on Bill so quickly, my dear. I saw how worried he was about you and how he reacted when you can running out the dungeon," Aunt Kayla smiled.

I hoped she was right.

"By the way, where is the outfit?" I asked.

Aunt Kayla smiled and pointed to the fireplace. There was a nice fire going.

"Too bad. I rather liked the boots," I commented.

I went down to the hospital and was pleased to see that Karen was continuing to improve. She was more like her old self, although she still had a long recovery. I spent several hours with her. She told me that she would be released in a week and would be going back home with her parents, although she promised she would be back.

"I hope to start classes by the winter semester," she stated confidently.

"I know you will!" I answered.

"When I come back, you want to share a place together?" she asked.

"That would be fun!" I answered, thinking about all the possibilities and complications that could lead to!

"In more than one way!" she said with a sly smile.

We both laughed. It felt good to plan the future after so much pain.

Later that afternoon, I left her room and walked out to my car. Things were looking up, even if Bill wasn't a part of my life. I sighed as I approached my car. I guessed this would be another new female experience, dealing with a broken heart.

I was about to get inside my car when I felt Bill approaching. I felt my heart begin to beat faster as I turned around and saw him walking towards me.

"I was hoping to catch you here," he stated.

"Thanks for being there last night," I smiled. I appreciated that he didn't mention my appearance in the dungeon.

"You mean this morning," he answered with a laugh. "You're welcome."

I just nodded. It was up to him now.

"Everything that has happened is so unbelievable. My mind is swimming with issues and it is so hard to put everything in order," he explained.

I leaned up against the car and let him speak his piece.

"My eyes have been opened to a world that I never knew existed! Now it may become part of my job. It is all so incredible, yet at the same time exciting," he continued.

I looked at him and waited.

"To top it all off, I learn that the woman I love not only is magical, but used to be a man that I admired! It is all very confusing, but I have come to a conclusion about one thing," he added.

Go on, I thought, get to the point. I was ready for the worst.

"This is going to be a challenge. I mean, if magic is going to part of my job, what difference should it make if my girlfriend has powers? I don't think I can do this without you, nor do I want to. I want to stay together with you. That is, if you will still have me?" he asked.

I jumped over and wrapped my arms around him. We kissed and hugged for what seemed like forever. OK, it was a bit like a B-movie, but I'll take it! Life was going to be even more interesting! But that would be another story.

The End

(For now)

  

  

  

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