Chapter 1: Introduction
Ethan had always been into his mother. He knew it was fucked up, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about the way she smelled, like fresh laundry and some sweet, indescribable scent that only she possessed. His eyes would dart to her cleavage, exposed just enough in her low-cut blouses, and he would imagine what it would feel like to bury his face there, to trace the lines of her body with his tongue.
Her hips swayed when she walked, a subtle, unconscious motion that drove him wild. He would watch her from the corner of his eye, his heart pounding, his cock throbbing, as she moved around the house, cooking dinner or doing laundry.
One afternoon, alone in his dorm room, Ethan found the old leather-bound book hidden under a stack of textbooks. He flipped it open, and the smell of aged parchment filled his nostrils. The pages were yellowed and brittle, but the ink was still dark and bold. He ran his fingers over the words, feeling a strange electric charge.
Written on the first page was an inscription:
*“Write your desires, and they shall be made real. Use with caution.”*
Ethan scoffed, “Yeah, right,” but his heart pounded with a mix of skepticism and excitement. He grabbed a pen from his desk and wrote, “I have a million dollars in my bank account,” just to see what would happen. He closed the book and went to his laptop, logging into his online banking. His eyes widened as he saw the balance: $1,000,000.00.
Holy shit.
He leaned back in his chair, mind racing. If this was real...
His eyes darted to the book, then to the poster of a buxom blonde on his wall. He bit his lip, a filthy thought blossoming in his mind. He could have any woman he wanted. But there was one woman he wanted more than any other.
He drove home that weekend, the book tucked safely in his bag. He could feel its weight, its power, and it made his cock twitch with anticipation. He knew what he had to do.