Spell's r Us 
And the Tomcat 'curse'

It was after midnight at Mercy hospital, and the night shift at the Emergency Ward was looking at 
a very slow Wednesday night. The core of the nursing staff was the '3 musketeers'. Laura, 
Crystal, and Desaline.

Laura, the oldest, was uncomfortably close to 30. She'd been married about 3 years, and more 
than anything else, wanted children. Her husband felt the same way, though after trying, then not 
trying, nothing had happened. Her shoulder-length hair wasn't in the latest style, but her auburn 
locks fell over her face like thick honey. She wasn't a knockout, but had the good looks of the 'girl 
next door'. 

Crystal, appearing to be the 'typical blond', was actually quite intelligent. She'd only been out of 
nursing school a year, and was being mentored by Laura. Crystal's body was quite stunning; full 
breasts, taut stomach, and legs that went on forever. Despite this, boyfriends were hard to find, 
especially those who could deal with the rotating shifts of the medical profession. Right now she 
was between boyfriends, and the lack of a warm man next to her while she slept was beginning to 
prey on her mind.

Desaline, the '3rd Musketeer', was from Haiti. Dark ebony skin and full lips and a body that 
wouldn't quit housed a humorous attitude, and a knack for storytelling. Often the 3 would spend a 
slow morning hour by tales from her native land, and the customs of voodoo. 

"So what do we have next?" said Laura, looking over the chart in the emergency room.
"I don't know how to describe it" Crystal replied, a smirk on her lips.
"Well, all those years of nursing school should have helped," she chided, and Crystal smiled.
"He's here voluntarily. Seemingly normal, except for"
"Except for what?"
"Well, it almost looks like elephantitis of the testicles" the younger nurse replied.
"What?" Laura gasped, her eyebrows arching in surprise.

Crystal looked around, and whispered. "He's already been admitted. No trauma, no history of 
seminoma, no recent sterilization. He's just got the biggest, well, balls you've ever seen."

Laura considered it. "And a cock to match?" Her companion grinned. "No, about normal size, it 
kind of makes him look like a tomcat" 

She chuckled. "We're getting him to give a sperm sample right now. He's in Examining room 12".

Laura looked over the notes they'd taken on admission. He was a computer technician, and had 
been sent to set up a computer for a fortuneteller. It made for strange reading. The woman, like 
Desaline, was from Haiti. She was delighted when the PC was set up, and the tech showed her 
how to access the Internet. Soon the woman was accessing sites on magic and spells, and had 
to give the tech a 'gift'. He'd turned that down, but had been given some strange-tasting tea. He'd 
drunk the tea, and left, thinking nothing of it.

Since it was the last call of the day, he'd gone home, and that's when the fun began. Slowly at 
first his underwear seemed to get tight, and his cock became rock-hard. The slightest touch 
seemed to set it off, but when he was hard again almost instantly, he'd started to worry, and 
come to the hospital. He'd told the staff that the woman called herself a 'trey', whatever that was.

Laura shook her head. Half the time it was worth coming into work just to see what could happen
next. Crystal went to the monitoring station, and flipped on the hidden camera. They didn't do that 
often, but being 'between boyfriends', her mind tended to wander. Laura went next to her to see 
what was going on.

The screen showed an average looking... wait a minute! He looked like her husband! Was that 
Bill in there?
The hair, the eyes (well, as much as black and white pictures could show), all of it looked almost 
like a twin of her spouse. He was masturbating to the stock porn mag they used to get sperm 
samples. No one really wanted to touch that mag, except with gloves on, considering all the come 
that had flown around it.

Crystal watched, almost enraptured. Laura could see her breathing quickly as the man got closer 
to his orgasm. The huge balls seemed to tighten up, and with a loud moan, the man came. Spurts 
of come shot across the room and hit the wall, white jets seeming to fly everywhere but into the 
specimen cup. Another guy who couldn't hit the broadside of a barn. "Housekeeping's not going 
to be too happy with THAT room," Laura muttered, as Crystal stifled a giggle.

At that moment, Desaline came on shift. She glanced at the monitor, and then did a double take. 
"He looks like he's been taking tomcat powder" she said, looking around to make sure no one 
else was close enough to overhear.

"Tomcat powder?" Laura asked her, certain that another tale was about to unfold.

"Yes, it's like voodoo Viagra, but more effective" she said, a little smugly. "When a man gets on in 
his years, and the plow won't rise, harness gets loose, and he can't seem to give the women 
babies, the voodoo priestess makes tomcat powder".

Laura and Crystal looked at each other. Half the time they thought Desaline was pulling their 
collective legs, but enough times they'd found out she was telling the truth.

"Do you know what's in it?" Crystal queried.

"No, it's a secret. Only the highest level of priestess knows the formula. It's not often made, but it 
can be had for the right price it has to be taken in the presence of the priestess". She looked at 
the walls in the monitor. "Definitely looks like tomcat powder. He'll be up for a week. And mes 
enfants, he's a one-way trip to the maternity ward".

"Oh?" Laura said, suddenly interested.

"My yes. You take that sample to the lab, and they'll confirm it".

"Well, he said he'd been to a fortune teller in town, and that she was a 'trey', whatever that is". 

Desaline's eyes widened and her mouth opened. "A Trey? That's T R E, as in three. It's from 
cards, I think. It means she has the touch, the gift, and the voice."  The nurse crossed her arms 
and frowned. "The touch can make you do as she says, the gift, means she has control over 
magic, and the voice means she can compel you to do things. This may be serious."

Laura's eyebrow arched at that. "You can't be serious. I'm sure there's a scientific explanation"

Desaline smiled. "There's always an explanation, my dear, but science can't explain everything. I 
think it was the tea. They have been working with plants and potions for hundreds of years. There 
could be active ingredients in the potion that temporarily stimulated his testicles."

She turned towards the examining room, then back towards Laura. "One more thing. Don't get 
too close to him, he'll be giving off a scent that may make you do things you'll regret later. At least 
that's what Mamon always told me" 


Laura began to think. He looked so much like her husband, but not completely. 3 years of trying 
for a baby, and nothing. Being a nurse, she knew from tests that she wasn't the 'problem'. They'd 
tried every method under the sun, but nothing yet. The gears started turning in her head. If she 
played her cards right, the patient could be very 'useful'. He looked so much like Bill, and if it 
worked, who was to say it wasn't his? She'd never tell. She'd have to check in on him on her 
break. The thought of him started to make her feel a little horny. Well, as soon as Crystal was off 
break, she'd put things in motion.

Crystal went on break. It was hard to concentrate on paperwork, when all she could think of was 
that hard erection just waiting a few rooms down, and all the life-giving sperm filling those 
oversized balls of his. The hour came and went, and Laura looked up at the clock to see that the 
young nurse hadn't come to relieve her. That wasn't like her, Laura thought, and through she'd 
better check up. 

No one had seen her. Laura checked the monitor, and Crystal's indicator showed she was in 
room 12. Interesting. The older nurse slowly walked towards the door. She heard moans and 
groans behind it, and suddenly the pieces fell into place. She knocked, a little loudly, and said, "Is 
everything all right in there?"

 Hurried sounds of sheets being pulled, catlike steps, and low murmurs confirmed the mental 
picture forming in her mind. Very shortly, Crystal came out of the room, a little rumpled, and with 
a spot of semen on her cheek, which she hurriedly wiped off. 

"Crystal!" Laura whispered. "Are you crazy? What made you want to do that?"

Crystal tried to look contrite, but she still had too much of the 'cat that ate the canary' look to pull it 
off. 

"C'mon Laura. Since Jose` left, I've been without a man for over a month! The lab reports came 
back just as I was going on break, so I took a quick peek. No sexual diseases, and Desaline's 
right. He could knock up a spinster. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't dare. I just sucked him off. 
A couple of times." 

Laura was shocked. Crystal's break was only an hour. 2 times?  She pulled Crystal into the 
doorway of an empty room. When she saw that no one was watching, she shut the door.

"Crystal how could you? What made you..." and then she stopped. "How close to you did he get?" 
Crystal thought a second. 

"Well about a foot away. I don't know what came after me, but I was ready. Oh, boy was I ready. I 
was just about to jump out of my uniform, when I saw the report in my hand. If I hadn't done that, 
I'd have done it in a heartbeat." She smiled.

"I just found myself pulling his cock out, and the next thing I knew I was going down on him. I 
mean, I like doing that and all, but for some reason, I just couldn't stop myself. It didn't take long, 
and soon I got, well, very busy". She shuddered slightly. 

"He just came, and came, and came. I couldn't keep up with him. They're going to need new 
sheets in there. And I came, even though I don't know why. Even after the first time, he was hard 
in seconds. And I did it again. And he came, just as much. If you hadn't knocked and broke my 
concentration, I would have been sucking him all night". 

Laura tried to look stern, but she was so anxious to get started, she couldn't waste any time. She 
looked at Crystal, and began to explain.

"You've got to keep this between you and me" Crystal nodded slowly. "You know Bill and I have 
been trying to have a baby for years now. I've tried everything I can think of, and nothing's 
worked. It's not as if he can help it. And what drops in my lap but what looks like his twin brother, 
and he's loaded for bear. I was going to let him do the deed. But if you've already, uh, serviced 
him twice"

Crystal waved that away. "Laura, you have NO need to worry. You should see the results. He's 
got some sort of satyriasis, or priapism, only not the painful type. I can guarantee he's ready to 
go, right now. And if you go in there and do it, you're going to come out pregnant. And he just 
comes and comes. I still can't believe it. Go in there, girl, and take your medicine. Mum's the 
word" she whispered, and then tried to tidy up some in the room's mirror, as Laura went into room 
12.

Here I go, she thought. She felt guilty, naughty, but strangely excited. She'd been married for 
years, and she'd always been faithful. She'd have to remember to attack her husband first thing 
when she got home. It happened every now and again, so he wouldn't suspect. And even if he 
did the math, it would look completely normal. She could feel her pussy as dripping wet as it had 
ever been, so she wouldn't need any warming up.

She only had 50 minutes. Considering that Crystal had 'warmed him up', maybe it would be 
enough.

She opened the door, and quickly shut it behind her as she entered.

"Hello" he said, as he looked her over. A tired but happy smile showed that obviously he was 
enjoying the night, despite his earlier misgivings. She came over to him, then wrapped her arms 
around him, and fiercely kissed him.

"Listen quickly. I need you to do something. I know it sounds crazy, but you're just what I need 
right now.  I need you to fuck me. I can see you're ready. Please."

He looked at her with surprise, and delight. "Best offer I've had all night, ma'am. I should get sick 
more often. I can't stop thinking about sex, and if I let this go for too long" he indicated his hard 
cock "it tends to come on its' own.  That last nurse was great, but I'm in the mood for something a 
little more satisfying". 

She started to unbutton her uniform, and slip out of the top and bra. Her nipples were hard and 
erect, and her breathing came fast. She leaned close to him, and inhaled. She couldn't smell 
anything, but suddenly her poor vagina was empty, and crying to be filled.

Laura was out of her uniform faster than any time in recent memory. She lay down on the bed, 
and motioned for him to get on top. "Please," she begged. "Please do it now."

He looked up and down her body, examining it, and seemed pleased with what he saw. Laura 
looked down at the enormous balls hanging down from an ordinary sized rod, and squirmed. Her 
legs moved apart of their own accord, and nothing in the world seemed so important as getting 
him inside her. She felt him move forward, and the bulbous head of his penis slip into her, burying 
itself with a single movement.

She was so slippery; he came to a rest inside her with no trouble. Her nostrils flared in lust, and 
her hips began to draw him into her, as he began to move. He slapped his thighs against her as 
she felt her clit rubbed with each thrust. The bed creaked softly as she began to rock back and 
forth under his pounding. He had to fuck differently as his balls tended to get in the way, but 
everything was getting the right amount of attention, and she could feel herself getting wet. She 
could feel the approaching orgasm start to build up as if she was waking from a dream, and could 
feel his balls draw up as his ragged breath signaled he was about to come.

"Oh yes! Fuck it, fuck that pussy," she pleaded. "Come inside me, fill me with that come."

"I'm going to come," he gasped. "Oh yeah, here it comes!" he groaned, and then she felt it.

His cock swelled inside her, much more than she was used to feeling. She could almost feel the 
rushing sperm as it shot down his hard muscle, and then splash inside her waiting womb. It 
throbbed and throbbed, filling her more than she'd ever felt before. He groaned loudly as his load 
filled her waiting pussy. Soon there was nowhere else for it to go, and she felt it flowing over the 
outer lips, down her legs, and onto the bed. 

Her own orgasm seemed to match his, an erotic fire that burned through her in wave after wave 
of pleasure. She was pounding her thighs against his, clutching his member with her internal 
muscles, milking every drop she could, and more. She'd never come this hard, or this long. The 
thought that she was finally getting pregnant just seemed to make it even better.

When he was finally done, she got up, and looked around. It took most of the towels and papers 
just to clean up the mess. She would be leaking for an hour if she didn't hold it inside her 
somehow. With a little ingenuity, she came up with a plan. She'd clean up more when she got 
back on station, but she knew, somehow, that the magic had already started her on the way to 
becoming a mother.

When she was presentable, she got dressed and went back on duty. Crystal winked at her, and 
Desaline caught something, but wasn't sure what. Putting on her best poker face, Laura more 
than studiously looked at the charts for the new patients, and managed to get through the rest of 
her shift.

Later that morning, she'd had a surprise attack on Bill, who didn't seem to mind at all. A few 
weeks later, it was confirmed, that she was carrying twins. The patient had gone back to normal 
in a week, but surprisingly, three more nurses had come up pregnant as well, with due dates 
approaching hers. Bill was happy, she was happy, and the lab finally isolated the active ingredient 
in the powder, and became rich. But that's another story. 





