Hidden Magic Part 2

By Philo Hunter

Becca wakes wondering if it’s all been a dream. The night she’s spent with the magical girls, including a mid-night orgy, seems unreal. Their lives and home are bathed in magic, filled with erotic delights and the beginning of her next day with them is only going to get more magical.

She’s met Mixie Moonsong’s other, the imposing and scary villainess Domina. Now she’ll get to meet Sara Snyder and Catalina Espinar’s heroic others, Princess Pounce and Magicat. Although just a game, the three magical women are going to show Becca how the magical good girls and bad girls of their world fight. Play-acted battles turn into sexy scenes of BDSM submission.

Along the way Becca will be included in the kinky fun as the three magical girls and their superpowered others try and coax out the mysterious magic hidden deep in her. And while Becca loses herself in intense sexual bliss the shadow of other powers having taken notice of the magic in her shall begin to loom darkly over them...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Philo Hunter
• Release date: Jul 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005740481

Philo Hunter

Philo Hunter has enjoyed creating stories all of his life. He now turns the hobby inwards to explore and share sexual fantasies with the world at large. His stories are detailed, highly graphic erotica. With a love of erotic mind control and a fascination with heroines in peril his stories tend to center around one or both of those subjects.

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Hidden Magic Part 2

By Philo Hunter

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Copyright 2022 Philo Hunter

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Cover background image © Can Stock Photo / Nikki24

This publication is for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains explicit scenes, situations, and graphic language that may be offensive to some readers. All sexually active characters portrayed in this publication are 18 years of age or older. Please store this ebook file where it cannot be accessed by minors.

The events and relationships portrayed in this publication are for the purpose of erotic fantasy only and are not meant to encourage illegal or immoral behavior.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental or used as parody.

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Contents

Contents

Chapter Five: Ill Omens of Things to Come

Chapter Six: Late Night Magical Cuddle-Fuddle

Chapter Seven: Made to Feel at Home

Chapter Eight: Domina and the Girls

Chapter Nine: Domina Vs Magicat

Chapter Ten: Red Light and Debriefing

Chapter Five: Ill Omens of Things to Come

Becca’s eyes fluttered open as sleep slipped away from her. She lay naked and surrounded by warm womanly flesh staring up at the twinkling pink-colored fairy lights hinging from the ceiling above her.

Am I dreaming? Maybe… this whole night has felt like a dream. The girls’ warm bodies next to me… like a dream. Everything we did tonight… a dream… If it is a dream I don’t want to wake up from it. And if it’s not…

She continued to stare up at the twinkling lights. I’m happy. This thing, these magical girls, this is incredible. I never want it to end.

"But if this IS a dream, pretty little Becca, then it will have to come to end eventually."

Becca propped herself up on her elbows to look at who had spoken. It wasn’t either of the three girls’ sleeping in the bed with her. She saw someone standing at the end of the bed, a girl that looked to be about their age dressed in a cute pink-colored unicorn onesie pajama. The dark room, lit only by the twinkling pink lights hanging from the ceiling, made her face hard to make out.

Who are you? Becca asked, unsettled by how strange her voice sounded. The sensation that she was dreaming returned, made stronger by the way the girl standing at the foot of the bed’s body seemed to shift. At first she’d thought she was thin like Mixie or Sara, but then she’d blinked and her body had been thick like Catalina’s or hers. A moment later it was even harder to make. She shimmered and blurred like she was a heat mirage.

No, Becca, the strange girl asked with her voice becoming dark and menacing, "who are YOU? Why are YOU here? she added a moment later as she looked first around the room then at the three girls laying asleep around Becca. In this magical place with these magical girls. What is special about YOU, Becca Bowen?"

Becca sat up straighter then immediately pulled her legs in and hugged her knees, overwhelmed by a sudden chill that left her shaking and sweaty. This girl is doing this to me, making me feel this way… She tried to focus on her but the harder she tried the vaguer the menacing girl’s face become. It’s not just the dim lights… something strange is going on. Something isn’t right here.

Becca grabbed Mixie and shook the blond, desperate to wake her.

"She won’t wake up. She can’t. She’s asleep, pretty Becca, and so are you. None of you get to wake up till I’m done with YOU. And she can’t save you, stupid fucking Mixie Moonsong. The dumb bitch isn’t saving anyone, not AGAIN. She’ll stay in her OWN dream, thank you very much. And you, pretty Becca, will remain here alone with ME."

Why? Becca demanded, voice shaking. What are you?

The menacing girl crawled onto the bed, the aura of cold fear surrounding her growing heavier the closer she got. I’m a nightmare, pretty little Becca. A shadow on the world. Or, she said, stopping and grinning evilly, "maybe I’m like them, a magical girl, only a bad one that can appear in dreams.

"Yes, perhaps THAT’S it, a bad girl. But not like vile little Mixie Moonsong, who through the disgusting power of love has gone a bit good. And, let’s face it, was never truly evil. She was always just a scared little girl pretending to be a big bad mean girl to protect the scared little girl inside. So if I’m not like her maybe I’m one of the TRUE villains of our world. You think Domina is frightening? Oh, little treat, wait till you meet MY other."

Becca backed away then grabbed Mixie, lifting her and shaking her violently. "Wake up! Mixie, please, WAKE UP!"

When she glanced back at the menacing girl crawling towards her she was confused to see she was gone. Boo! the girl hissed from behind Becca, grabbing her hair and jerking her head back. Becca screamed as the girl pulled her to the bed then flipped on top of her, pinning her shoulders to the bed with her knees.

Or maybe all of that was just a lie, she said as she glared menacingly down at Becca.

The expression terrified Becca. It was how the girl’s face remained hidden in shadow even after she pulled back the hood of her unicorn onesie. Her face WAS shadow, yet her expression was perfectly readable.

"Maybe I’m just teasing you, pretty Becca. Maybe this is all part of a game THEY are playing with you, she said, pointing to the girls laying asleep around them. Maybe I’m another of Mixie’s girlfriends, one of her collection."

I don’t like this game, Becca said, clinging to the suggestion. Game off. Red light.

The girl slid back, removing her knees from Becca’s shoulders but continuing to sit on top of her and keep her pinned to the bed. Tell me what you see when you look at me, pretty Becca, the shadow-faced girl demanded.

I can’t see your face, Becca told her, shivering as a new chill ran down her spine. But you’re a girl, a young one the same age as us. And you’re wearing a cute unicorn onesie. But it’s not as cute as it was a minute ago… it looks like it’s soaking up the shadows of the room and losing all its color.

The shadow-faced girl held her arms and looked