"Please, I would do anything to serve you master!" said the Tar'oth.
"I know you would." said Aaralon smugly. "By the way, I think I'll need a name for you. Tar'oth won't do. How about Tara?"
"It is beautiful master." said the Tar'oth with a grimace.
"Ok, well, I can't have you wandering around the school like that Tara. Lets get you back to normal. Hold on a bit, I have to look up how to shrink you."
After a bit of shuffling through his notes Aaralon found the page in his notes on reversing charms. He wished he had taken better notes.
"Well, lets try this." said Aaralon with a wave of his hand. Tara began to shrink. With a little effort he had managed to return her to approximately her original size. A tablespoon of cum oozed from her pussy and covered her hairy legs. Satisfied with his work he picked Tara up by the wings.
"I really don't care what you do or what goes on here. Just don't allow your presence to be known. I'll call on you when I need your services again."
"Yes master" Tara said before disappearing into the darkness.
"Hmm" Aaralon thought, "I guess she's off to work some mischief. Hopefully on other students, not me! Time for bed."
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When Aaralon awoke, he couldn't help but wonder if it had all been a dream. He threw off the covers and rushed to his study. The book lay on the table. Aaralon shuffled through it, recognizing the spells he had seen last night.
"It's an interesting book master."
Aaralon jerked around to see Tara stretching out on top of his bookcase. "It... It really happened! I mean last night!"
"Ha! I can't believe I have such a simple minded master. At least he's a cute one for once!"
Aaralon felt his face get rather hot. "Yes, well, could you tell me what this page says?", he said, in a rather feeble attempt to change the subject.
"Of course master." Tara replied before fluttering over to the book. "It appears to be a spell to increase one's power."
"Oh? How do I perform the spell?" Aaralon asked, happy to feel less embarrassed with this line of conversation.
"It seems one must perform a ritual on the night of a blue moon." Tara said, her eyes dancing across the page.
"A blue moon? But there is one next Saturday! That's this weekend! What does it entail?"
"Yes.." said Tara distractedly. "It seems one must sire three children between the waning and waxing of the moon the month of the blue moon."
"Jesus Christ!"
"Yes, as I said it is an interesting book." said Tara. "It is very perverse. The entire tome is dedicated to magic that is sexual in nature. Personally, I think someone would have to be rather insane or deeply disturbed to write this thing. Probably both."
"Fascinating." said Aaralon. "Knock up three women in less than a week? You have fun with that. I'm getting breakfast. Want me to nip you something?"
"Master, wait! With my help, I think we can do this!"
"Why do you want to help me?" asked Aaralon. "Anyway, I've got a history test this Friday. I'm way to busy to play these games."
"You are my master now!" said Tara. "I can help myself get more powerful by helping you get more powerful. And the ritual is laughably simple! The only trick is ensuring your seed only goes to fertile women."
"Yeah, whatever. Here, hide in my knapsack. Lets get breakfast."
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Aaralon walked into the dining hall and looked for an empty table where he would be able to sneak Tara something to eat.
"I guess I'll have to sit near the first years." Aaralon said to his knapsack while trying not to move his lips. "They are pretty timid so they should keep clear of us."
He noticed a table at the far end of the room with only one person sitting at it. It was a first year named Erin. Aaralon recognized her from his charms class. She was apparently a natural and was a couple years ahead of her peers in charms. Probably because she was half elf. Her real name Aaralon couldn't remember. Erawynne or something. She went by Erin in class.
"Hello Erin. How are you?" Aaralon asked, sitting across from her. He felt disappointed he couldn't get a little more privacy. Oh well. Tara would have to make do with what food he could slip her.
"I'm ok." she said.
"How was the homework?" Aaralon asked.
"It was easy I guess." Erin said softly.
"I'm still working on it. Oh yeah, do you mind if I sit here?"
"Oh that's fine I don't mind. Are you working on it now?" Her voice sounded like water flowing over rocks.
"Yeah that's the plan." Said Aaralon. He had heaped his plate with food. He palmed a couple pancakes and a sausage before reaching for his knapsack. "Now where are those notes?" he said loudly, making sure Erin heard before bending under the table. He shoved the food at Tara and said "Charms notes please"
"She is ripe master!" Tara hissed.
"What!" Aaralon sputtered.
"I can smell her from here! Ask to meet her later! If you take her tonight she will be with child!"
"Are you alright?" Aaralon heard Erin say. "I could help you with charms if you'd like."
"Come on!" whispered Aaralon. "She is only a first year! There must be someone else."
"Yes, well, see that girl over their?" Aaralon looked over his shoulder to where Tara was pointing. "I could smell her ripeness on her panties when I stole them last night."
"Rachel McCloud? I.. incredible" She was an attractive girl who was in most of Aaralon's classes. He talked to her from time to time but didn't hang out with her much.
"Yes, she is wearing nothing underneath her robes." Tara said grinning. "But that doesn't matter. This girl here is a guarantee. I've been watching her panties get wet ever since you sat down. There is no time to be picky!" she said as she forced the charms notebook into his hands.
"Aaralon?" Erin said over the table.
Aaralon didn't have a chance to take a peak. As he emerged back above the table he took a good look into Erin's face. She did seem a little bit flush now that Tara had mentioned it. Wow, Erin had a crush on him!
Aaralon looked over his shoulder at Rachel to catch her friends saying goodbye. "I'll catch up with you in class!" he heard her say. |