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Story codes:  Mb Mg ped cons fantasy magic

This describes sexual acts between children, which only end happily with the help of mind control (not explicitely stated).  I do not advocate attempting any of these acts.  However, I do advocate writing down any fantasys you may have of doing such acts and publishing them in apropriate places.

Fire Mary 2: The Search For Mary
by Eternal Night

Naked, with five of my best pieces of bead work laid around me, and a pentagram around all of them, I concentrated on my daughter Mary.  I wanted her back so much that tears came to my eyes.  I offered my art to anything that would reunite us.  I'd been told that it was reckless, but I didn't care.

I'd repeated the words five times before I got an answer.  A whirling wind carressed my body.  I concentrated on Mary, and the wind grew stronger, warmer, and more local, till it took the form of a boy wraped around me, his erect penis pressed against my loin.  I was disturbed by the sexual side, but I reminded myself that I'd said "anything," and concentrated on Mary again.

Finally the boy seperated from me, but kept his hands on my sides.  He told me "Even in a forsaken world like this, that was dangerous ritual."

I answered "So I'm told."  I opened my eyes and saw that he was about ten years old, lightly taned, and blond.  He had his hair hanging in two braids.  He was so slender his ribs showed.  Over his shoulders, I saw he had white bird wings rooted in his shoulders.  I saw that his hard penis was uncircumcised.  While I wasn't a pedophile, I still saw he was quite beautiful.

"You want to find someone you care about."

I answered "Yes.  I think my daughter Mary may still be alive.  I want to find her."

He responded "I'm a love demon.  I think I can find the one you love, but she's not in this plane of existance."  He knelt, sliding one hand down to my ankle, and he picked up a golden beaded butterfly with the other.  As he stood up again, he asked "What's the name of this butterfly?"

I answered "Summer."

He told me "Call to this in a weeks time, and I'll come.  By then, I'll probably know how to reach her."

I asked "What's in it for you to help me?"

"As I said, I'm a love demon.  If I'm there when you're reunited, that will be enough for me."  He disbursed into a wind whirling around me, which swiftly calmed, leaving me with four bead works in a pentagram.

A week later, to the hour, I performed a ritual to summon Summer.  I'd considered wearing a robe, but I knew the boy would be naked, so I was naked again.  When I completed the ritual the sixth time, a breeze began whirling around me, but this time it didn't strengthen to a wind.  I heard a voice in the breeze whisper "Think of Mary."  I closed my eyes, and I thought about Mary and felt the breeze grow stronger, and I felt a suggestion of arms and legs around me.

Instead of taking solid form, I felt the wind lift me from the ground.  I felt a more disturbing feeling of being lifted out of my world's reality.  A few moments later, I found myself set down on a stone surface, and the boy turned solid around me.

I opened my eyes and saw I was standing on a circular roof top.  There were four triangles made of four different kinds of stone aranged in a dodecagram.  A dodecagram could be thought of as two hexagrams on top of each other, with their points interlocked and evenly spaced.  One triangle was gold speckled brown, and its opposite was clear as glass.  Of the other two, one shined blue, and the other was a sparkling orange stone.  Between the dodecagram and the edge of the roof, I saw a stairway going down.  Beyond the edge, I saw an intricate city filled with water ways with naked children swimming in them.

The boy droped to the floor and steped back.  I noticed Summer was secured to the top of his head by a couple braids.  He told me "I have some bad news.  Your daughter's become a fire succubus."

"A succubus?  She's only a child!"

The boy shrugged and answered "A child who now knows more about sex than you do."

I was distressed in so many ways that I had trouble finding words.  I finally responded "How can a child know anything about sex?"

He sighed and answered "Magic.  Come down stairs and we'll talk some more"  He took my hand and led me down stairs.

The room below was actually a platform with twelve pillars supporting the ceiling.  It was circular, and mostly filled with a circular bed.  There was a dodecagram like the one on the roof embroidered in to the sheet.  There were twelve pillows on the edge of the bed, at the points of the dodecagram, and a circular blanket at the center.  On the other side of the room, another set of stairs descended further.

He had me sit on the bed and told me "You have to decide what you'll pay to get her back."

I told him "I'd give just about anything."

He looked me in my eyes and asked "Would you become a pedophile and have sex with your daughter?"

I was speechless.  He'd suggested giving up my very humanity and violating the person I most cared about.  It took me a moment for me to remember that she was a succubus, and that she'd probably thrive on that violation, though I couldn't imagine Mary as a sexual demon.  Finally, I realized that he hadn't told me something.  "Do I really need to do that?"

"Yes.  That's non negotiable."

"I don't want to hurt Mary."

"That's something you won't have to do.  She's a succubus, remember?"

"I remember, I just can't imagine."

"I think I can help you with the imagining part."  He gestured toward a more crowded area and the air in that direction somehow cleared, so I could see the area in perfect detail.  In a wide pool of water just a few inches deep, many children were sleeping, but I saw some who were not.  I saw two boys sixty nining.  I saw one child with its mouth planted on another child's nipple.  I saw a six year old girl impale herself on a ten year old's penis.  I saw a child aproach a girl and start tonguing her vagina.  The girl caressed its head and shoulders as it did so.  The notion of sexual children was planted in my mind, though I had a hard time imagining body shy Mary becoming one.

I finally asked "If I desired her and if she were willing, I might be able to do it, but what if I can't stop?  What if the police find out?"

Summer Breeze answered "I'd be suprised if you could stop, particularly since she won't want you to, but I've an easy way for you to escape the inquisition."

"What's that?"

"Once Mary can come to you, just stay on this world.  She'll fit right in here."

"You mean they don't mind incest here?"

"Not when your partner's before puberty.  And even afterword, it's no big deal, even if you're sure she's you daughter."

"Of course she's my daughter.  You aren't trying to put someone else in her place, are you?"

"No.  It's just that very few men in this world could say that.  Most men don't know which children are theirs and which aren't.  They don't even want to."

"Why not?"

"They like to think that any child might be their own."

"I can understand that."  I stood up and walked around the bed, looking at the strange world I was in and asked "How do I become a pedophile?"

"I could cast a spell, but there's a better way."

"What's that?"

"Explore this world.  Bathe in its waters.  Make love to its people."  He concluded by turning into a whirlwind and dispersing.  I was left alone (and naked) on a world I knew almost nothing about.

I resisted the urge to pannic, partly because I had nowhere to run.  I wondered what I'd have chosen if he hadn't forced the issue, and what I'd face on this world.  I then noticed that the far sight spell was still active.  I watched the people some more.

I saw a circular pond with pools of food connected to it.  It was possible to sit on the edge of the pools and eat, but I didn't see anyone doing it.  Instead, children were in the pools, and having sex as well as eating.  A girl covered in sauce and noodles jumped into the central pond, and when she bobed to the surface, she was completely clean, and there was no trace of food in the water.  A boy she left behind, stood up and looked back at me.  I had a vivid impresion of him holding my penis in his hand, complete with the savory smell of the food.

I saw an eight year old nursing a baby.  Looking further, I saw many eight to ten year olds caring for babys and young children.  Over half of the children were in the eight to ten year old range.  Most of the rest were younger, but there were some children in their early teens.  I noticed that way too many of the young women were pregnant.  It occured to me that babys without diapers would pose a sanitation problem, but the water looked perfectly clear.  I wondered how they kept the water clean.

It finally occured to me that I could probably contact Summer Breeze using the dodecagram, so I still had a choice.  Relieved by that, I set out to make my choice.  I thought for a long time about my alternatives.  I didn't want to go home without Mary.  I was afraid that I'd have extra regrets because I'd have passed up an actual chance, whatever the price would be.  I also didn't want to leave my home world.  I enjoyed my job there, and I had some friends that I'd rather not leave behind.  Also, even on a world that where child molesting was accepted, I didn't want to become a child molester.  I didn't want to become a monster and take Mary home with me.  My world wasn't friendly to either child molesters or succubi.  Also, I wasn't sure Mary would want to go back, or for that mater, if I would want to go back.

After a time, I decided I wanted my daughter back enough that I'd go through with Summer Breeze's plan.  I descended the stairway to the last step that was above water.  When I tested the water with a toe, I found that it was almost as warm as bath water.  Strangely, I also realized again that I was naked.  I tried looking within myself to see if I was a pedophile yet, but I was too nervous to connect with my sexuality.  I descended the rest of the way to reach a floor that was under four feet of water.

The tower was in the middle of a small lake, with six channels flowing out of it.  Each channel was a thousand feet across, and I suspected they were hundreds of feet deep.  I steped over the edge of the floor and floated away from the tower.  I looked under the water and saw that the tower descended level after level into darkness.  Sooner than I'd expected, I found myself floating down the center of a channel.  I could see the channel walls moving past me, indicating that the calm water was flowing fairly fast in the center.  There were a number of opennings to branches of the channel, which were inhabited.

I heard a splash and saw that a child was swimming out to me.  A moment later, we were face to face treading water, and I recognized the boy who'd looked back at me through the sight spell.  He had pale blond hair and blue eyes.  I was suprized at how naked I felt in front of him, and wondered how much more than a boy he was.  I looked at his smiling face, and felt somewhat reasured.  The boy swam closer to me and put his arms around me, and started singing what sounded like a luliby.  After a time, my fear faded, and I enjoyed the feel of his skin and the sound of his voice more.  I noticed that I had an erection when he took my penis between his thighs.  He rubbed my penis slowly till he brought me to a long and powerful orgasm.

As I was comming down, the boy shifted and began swimming with me toward the edge of the channel.  In a moment, I began swimming with him.  We soon aproached a branching channel in which a number of children were playing.  Several of them called out greetings, which my companion answered.  He guided me past them and to an openning that led to a wide pool in which the water was just a few inches deep.  Instead of the stone at the bottom of the first two channels, this pool had soft sand at the bottom.  A number of people were sleeping in it, and several were making love.

My companion guided me to lie down on my side, and then he lay down beside me in a position in which he faced my penis, and I faced his knees.  He gently took my penis between thumb and forefinger and kissed the tip.  That was all it took for it to swell again.  When my penis was hard, he motioned for me to give him similar attention.  I had to bend  a bit for my mouth to reach his penis.  I found I liked the idea of sucking his penis, and I began by kissing the tip, a bit like he'd done for mine.  When I did so, I felt a slight pull on my spirit.  It felt like a frightening potential for extreme intimacy, which I resisted.  It didn't stop me from sixty nining with the boy, however, and I easily took his small hard penis into my mouth, and felt the smooth skin of his loins against my lips.  He humed on my penis as I gave him pleasure, and I gave some voice to my pleasure as well.

I came much sooner than I'd expected, and spurted semen into the boy's mouth.  When the boy gaged on it, all the pleasure went out of it, though my ejaculation continued for a few more seconds as I pulled out and sat up.  The boy sat up too, quickly recovering.  I hugged him and apolagised, and he huged back.  Then we seperated a bit, and he smiled at me.  He indicated with gestures that he wanted to try it again.

In a moment, I convinced myself that he would be ready the next time, so I lay down to do it again.  This time, when I felt the pull on my spirit, I opened myself to it, in hopes that I'd be less likely to hurt him.  I began to feel a little of his pleasure, and as we made slow sensuous love, our connection strengthened.  We reached a wonderful shared orgasm, in which I tasted my semen as he swallowed it.  As we came down, our connection weakened and finally broke.  Then I recalled that I hadn't been able to understand the language before.  It seemed natural that I understood the few words the lovers spoke to each other.

We sat up and I wondered what to say, and if I could speak the language as well as understand it.  I tried to speak in his language and asked him "What's your name?"

He grinned and asked "What's yours?"

I didn't answer for a moment because I was confused by my instinctive responses.  I was still Luke, but I was also Coina, which meant waterfall.  After a moment, I realized that Luke was my name, and Coina was his.  "Oh!  We know each other's names."  I realized that I could also easily speak their language.

Over the time I stayed there, I learned a lot about the place, which was named Warasia.  Most of the children, including Coina were water lechubi, also called naiads.   The world was dependant on their magic.  Their magic kept the water clean and provided food.  They couldn't leave the water, and they renewed their magic with sex, though they remained perpetually prepubescent.  Of the "mortal" population, only one in ten grew old enough to reproduce, the rest becomming naiads, half of which were pulled to their elemental plane of water in the process.  Those that grew "up" grew just old enough to reproduce, which they did so continuously that young women just took it for granted that they'd have babys every nine months or so.  I was the only grownup in a world in which everyone else was thirteen or under, and I could expect to grow young myself if I stayed.

Being the only full adult there, I got a lot of attention.  Children there normally had sex several times a day, but I was unique and likely to disapear soon, so a lot of people, particularly young women, wanted to try having sex with me.  I was able to keep up, mostly because they helped me with magic, to the point where I never slept, and seldom had to eat.  However, my awareness of passing time was disrupted, and I remember the time as though it were a single vast day.

I was making love to a boy, when a slight breeze carresed me and I knew it was time to return.  After concluding things with the boy, I ran, and then swam back to the tower.  Along the way, Coina joined me.  Other naiads joined me along the way till when I reached the tower, I had twelve companions.

The naiads couldn't leave the water, and Summer Breeze wouldn't come below the second level, so I talked to him on the stairs.  Summer Breeze explained what he was going to do.  "When she arrives, I'll need you to have soul sex with her.  I can strengthen it enough that she can use it to teleport to you.  To get her here the first time, we're going to use a spell that uses water to call fire."  He then described technical parts of the spell.  I understood that I was to lie in the bed at high noon, and the naiads would cast a spell to call fire to the air above them.  Summer Breeze hover above the tower and work a more specific spell to summon Mary.  "She'll come in her greater form, which means she won't be able to leave the fire, but she'll have all her magical powers.  We'll need that to establish the connection."

A bit later, I lay spreadeagled on my back in the center of the bed.  The roof of the tower turned transparent, allowing the sun light to warm every bit of my body.  The air grew warmer and began to glow.  I concentrated on my memories of Mary and how much I loved her.  Thoughts of her sexually aroused me, which would have caused the Mary I knew to ruun screaming.  I hoped she'd changed in the way that Summer Breeze had described.

The air right above my body filled with flame, which became Mary.  She was naked, and my erection pressed against her stomach, and I felt a moments terror that she'd react as she would have before.  Then she mounted herself on my body with a couple expert motions.  I remembered to open myself to her, and it felt quite different than Coina had.  It had been slow with Coina, but I felt urgent and pasionate with Mary.  I put my arms around her, and used a hand on her butt to push further into her.  She twisted furiously on me, and we cried out when we reached our orgasm, and immediately started working on another one.  We went on far longer than I normally could, but finally I was too tired to continue.  Mary reached her orgasm and when she was done, she asked "Dad?"

I replied "Mary." and then passed out.

When I woke up, it was night, and I felt a little chilled.  I got up and walked around the bed a few times to warm up.  A bit of air filled with fire and became Mary.  A moment later, she jumped into my arms, and exclaimed "Dad!"

We spent some time catching up.  I told her about my efforts to reach her, and she told me about her learning to be a fire succubus.  Finally, she got to the part where she tried reaching me.  "You'd think after all that I wouldn't be embarassed by anything, but I'm embarassed about some things I did when I started looking for you.  I thought I could be like a missionary, bringing the joy of sex to places that needed it.  I found out that it doesn't work that way, but I traumatized some kids before I understood that they couldn't just let sex into their lives.  It still feels like the life I lived without sex wasn't real, but I believe it was now."

"We don't have to go back to that life." I told her.  "We can stay here - in this world."

She answered "It's not just you I want to see again.  I miss Sabrina and Nathan.  I also want to see my world again before it's gone."

I asked "Are you sure you're up to it?  The clothes, the lack of sex?"

"Yes.  I think I am.  I've experimented a bit with playing normal girl.  I'm pretty sure I can do it."

"I hope I'm up to it.  I'll go back with you."

The preparations for our return were more complicated than I'd expected.  Summer Breeze had a lot to say about how our magic would affect my world,  He provided us with enchanted dandelion seeds to prevent the more insidious effects, along with instruction on the spell to prevent us from losing them.  He also provided blessings to obscure the lies we'd have to tell on our return.

Returning was also complicated.  We told the police that I'd found Mary naked when I'd gone to look at the place where we'd lost her, and that she didn't remember anything from the previous month.  There was some investigation into whether she'd been molested, during which we found that Mary had been born without a hymen.  (Later, Mary told me that she'd probably had one before she became a succubus., and that no succubi she'd met had any traces of hymens.)  They soon concluded that Mary hadn't been molested, and was perfectly healthy aside from her amnesia, and let us go home with a request to tell them if she remembered anything.

Mary wanted to dress more lightly than she had before, so I bought her some halter-tops, shorts, and sandals.  At home, she lit a few candles with her magic, which made her horny, so the rest of the evening was spent making love.