[WISHING CANDLE]
Galum awkwardly read the incantation from his grandmother's notebook. He was hoping for the best.
Galum's grandmother was a witch. When he was younger, she would tell him magical stories about the wishes she had granted and the people she was able to mind-control.
His family disproved of her practice in magic, and isolated her from the world.
Three months ago, his grandmother died. She gifted him with her spell book.
Galum stared at the candle he lit, which was part of the ritual.
He kept reciting the incantation. Nothing was happening.
"Maybe I am not meant to be a wizard like her," Galum surrendered.
He decided to enter his batchroom to prepare before bed. When he entered, he was surprised to see the hot basketball jock at his school sitting on the sink, wearing nothing but briefs.
Galum gasped, "oh my gosh! It worked!"
The jock smirked, "you wished for me to be here... To suck you."
Galum pulled down his boxers, "yes."
The jock knelt before him. Then he started sucking his dick.
Galum looked down as the hot jock looked up to him while he sucked his cock.
Soon, Galum came into the jock's mouth. The jock swallowed all the cum.
The jock stood up and asked, "do have other requests?"
Galum nodded, "I'm good."
Then the jock vanished.
"Woowww... The projections look so real. Thanks grandma!" said Galum.
The next morning, when he woke up, Galum decided to cast the spell again. This time he's gonna try with his main crush.
Excitedly, Galum went out of the room and got to their frontyard.
He saw his hot muscular father, wearing designer briefs in broad daylight.
His father smirked, "is there something I can do for you?"
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