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Old wizards leave the best surprises… Marcus and I were off hunting for a legend, the elder wizard Braindrige had disappeared more than two centuries ago. His trail had gone cold long ago, until a few weeks ago, hikers came across an old cottage that hadn’t been there before. Now we had a lead, perhaps to the hidden archive of a legend. I never expected what I found there, a new type of magic that everyone had thought impossible, and most of all a spell that turned me from an average male wizard into a busty young woman. That transformation changed more than just my body and it wasn’t long before I looked to my friend to help me with a new task, discovering the raw pleasure of womanhood.
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Bewitching Wizardry - Part 1 - Busty Wizards
Farleven
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“Are you sure about this?” I managed to dodge the spider web hanging over the porch at the last moment. Unfortunately, I already had at least two or three webs tangled up in my hair. The path to this forgotten cottage had long since given way to nature. The only way we’d known we were following it was the lack of old trees and the occasional stepping stone that peaked through the underbrush.
“When have I ever steered you wrong?” Marcus laughed as he took a moment to survey the scene. He pulled out his notebook, and flipped it to the page holding an old woodcut print. The broken down cottage before us had seen far better days, but it was a clear match for the old image.