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Emotion Potion Commotion
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Adult +
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11,333
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1
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Emotion Potion Commotion
“Kitchen!” Justin Russo hissed, pulling Alex through the door at the back of the family shop. “You just drank both halves of the love potion!”
‘That doesn’t sound good,’ Alex thought. As a young wizard, she was supposed to be learning the ways of magic. Somehow she suspected that, strictly speaking, didn’t exactly involve mixing parts of potions that were never meant to be mixed. But in all fairness, she had meant to use it on Brad, that cute guy Justin was competing with…without her father’s permission…maybe that didn’t help matters.
“So who are you going to fall in love with?” Justin asked nervously, looking at his sister. As he spoke, Alex felt a strange sensation bubbling up inside her gut. It felt like some odd warmth, moving from her stomach outward. Alex felt her body shaking involuntarily, closed her eyes to the rushing feeling in her head – it was over.
Alex opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the toaster on the counter. The next thing she saw was a stunningly beautiful woman looking back at her. “Ooh, hello gorgeous!” Alex cooed, leaning over to look at her own reflection more closely. She found herself wishing she had worn a more low-cut shirt. She wanted to see her supple breasts exposed.
“Well, I guess that answers that question.” Her brother Justin threw his arms up in exasperation.
“Well can you blame me?” Alex asked, not tearing her eyes away from the spectacular image on the toaster. She felt another warm sensation growing inside her, this time much lower down.
“Alex,” Justin began, “this is serious, we don’t know what kind of weird side effects this might—”
“Whatever,” Alex dismissed his concerns casually. “Listen, I’m just gonna go to my room for a while, alright? Go prepare for your World Summit thingy or whatever.” Alex ran for the stairs, bolting through the door and skipping the first few steps in her haste. She was eager to release this pressure building between her legs. The air pillowing up her short skirt felt fantastic.
“Alex!” Her brother was at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her. Alex paused, twisted around to gaze back down at him. She could see the concern on his face. Well, who wouldn’t be concerned for her well being? She was Alex Russo: Wizard Extraordinaire, beautiful young woman, envy of the world.
She shook her head a little. “It’s fine, Justin,” she tried to reassure her brother. “I’ll warn you if I start turning purple or anything.” She wondered if he was trying to look up her skirt. She couldn’t blame him if he was – she had great legs. The warmth between those legs grew stronger. “Bye!”
The next thing Alex knew, she was in her room, slamming the door behind her. She turned and gazed into the full length mirror on the inside of her door. Her hands travelled through her luscious brown hair. Her fingers traced her full lips. Her fingertips slid from her mouth, down her neck, and arrived at her breasts. She rubbed the bases of her palms against her nipples through the thin material of her shirt. Alex could see her eyelids fluttering in the mirror.
Alex paused in her careful ministrations to her breasts, leaned forward, and locked the door. She didn’t want to be interrupted. Her hands returned to her breasts as her breathing grew heavier.
She stared longingly at her reflection. She had always known she was an attractive girl, but it had always been in an ‘I expect boys to find me hot’ way. She had never considered finding other girls attractive – she didn’t even know any lesbians in life. Her school seemed somehow to lack anything that moral guardians keeping some kid-friendly network in check might find at all objectionable. Alex didn’t particularly care to dwell on that at the moment.
Her hands slid down her belly, moving from her shirt to her light blue skirt. Alex felt her breath catch in her throat as she moved her fingers slowly closer to her core. She let out a deep sigh, sliding her hands further down her legs. It was too soon for that. A young woman as wonderful as Alex Russo deserved a more prolonged, special experience.
Alex felt her fingers drifts from the thin material of her skirt to her creamy lower thighs. Half-latina though she was (and damn proud of it), Alex knew her skin was somewhat pale. It was one thing about herself she had been self-conscious about in the past. Right now, though, she thought the peach-color thigh-skin she was showing off was drop-dead sexy.
She pulled her hands away from her legs, leaving only the fingertips barely touching her thigh-skin. She gave a slight push with her fingers and lifted her arms, bending her elbows slowly and sensuously. She stared at her reflection as her skirt slowly, ever so slowly, folded up onto itself. The pale blue material wrinkled heavily.
Alex felt herself shuddering as her panties came into view. They were simple, plain things. White with pink dots. Her pussy felt like it was burning with intensity. Alex could feel the slow, powerful throbbing in her inner walls. She bit her lower lip, unable to tear her eyes from the slight outline of the even lower pair of lips between her legs.
Alex held her breath. One finger lingered an inch from her pussy. With a sudden push, she pressed her finger against her panties.
With a loud moan, Alex stumbled backward, falling onto her bed, panting. This was one strong love potion. Sure, she played with herself as it was – she was a teenager, after all, and had raging hormones – but she had never felt this much raw desire for her own touch before. Desperate for her finger’s attentions, Alex hiked her skirt up again and slid both hands into the lining of her panties. She yanked the useless white cloth down, hard. There might have been a ripping sound, but Alex was far too far gone to care.
The first and middle fingers on her right hand gently traced her pussy lips. Alex’s panting grew more ragged as her desire flared.
Her forefinger found her clit, circling it. Her sensuous movements left her mind a blank. Faster than she had ever experienced, Alex felt her inner walls clenching. Without considering how near the rest of her family must have been, not to mention paying customers in the restaurant, Alex let out a scream as she came.
Her back arched. Her toes curled. Her fingers that weren’t twirling around her most sensitive parts clenched. Her eyes flew open.
It was the single most intense orgasm of Alex Russo’s young life.
After a long moment, Alex realized the pounding she heard was more than just blood rushing through her ears. Someone was knocking at her door. Alex felt a momentary indecision, then made her choice. She didn’t care. Whoever it was could just suck it – she loved herself. Alex loved herself and she was going to prove it, again and again and again.
The pressure was building between her legs again. Her left hand pushed her shirt up, forcing her bra aside to rub her breast. She kneaded her left breast, mimicking the motions she saw her father making when she tried to bake his own bread for the sandwiches. Her right forefinger plunged into her pussy. The pulsations in her inner walls swelled.
Alex let out moan after moan. Through her pleasure, she noticed dully the sound of a spell being done outside her room. She also noticed that she couldn’t care less.
“Alex! Alex!” Her brother Justin burst in. Alex matched his calls of her name with moans of the same.
“Oh, Alex! Alex!” she cried, thrusting her finger into her throbbing pussy. Her brother’s eyes widened in shock.
“I…I was just…you were screaming, and…I just wanted to…” Justin sputtered. He obviously hadn’t expected to burst in on his little sister in such a private moment, her skirt hiked up around her waist, her breasts exposed to the air, playing with her chest and fingering her pussy. Justin gulped.
Looking up at her brother, craning her neck to see the intruder, Alex smiled, eyes wide with passion. “You like?” she asked, her breathing heavy and thick with sexual energy. “You like…what you see? You…enjoy seeing…cute, little Alex…playing with herself?” Her back arched again as her vaginal walls clenched, hard. “I know I do!” she shrieked as another orgasm washed over her.
She had thought the last orgasm had been intense. It paled in comparison to this one. If she had liked watching herself, she really liked being watched. The knowledge that her own brother was seeing her pussy, fully exposed to the world, was a huge turn-on right now. She wanted the world to know how much she, Alex Russo, truly loved herself. Just as that orgasm started to fade, another swelled up inside her.
Alex slowed her finger’s thrusts into her pussy, looking up at her brother’s face. Her hair pooled on the pillow beneath her head. His eyes were as wide as when he first burst in, the look of shock apparently frozen. In fact, he didn’t seem to have moved an inch as he watched his sister pleasure herself. Well, Alex corrected herself, except for one part. She could see through Justin’s jeans that he was clearly sporting a raging hard on.
“Turns you on, does it?” Alex asked him. “Seeing me love myself? I really do love myself…” Her voice faded. She stopped the thrusts of her finger, pressed her palm against her swollen clit, and started curling her finger inside her pussy in the familiar ‘come hither’ motion. She knew from exploring her body earlier exactly where to find her own g-spot, and under the effects of this potion, Alex felt she finally understood the meaning of the expression, ‘mind-blowing.’ She clenched her jaw for a moment, then panted at her brother, “just remember – look, but don’t touch.” She felt yet another powerful orgasm rise up from deep inside her. “That’s my job!”
Justin was standing as still as though his feet were rooted to the ground. “This,” he whispered to himself, “is very hot.” He felt the blood throbbing in his rock hard cock, and his eyes didn’t leave Alex’s pussy for one second.
“Alex! I love you! Alex! Oh, yes, yes, yes, Alex!” the middle Russo sibling shouted for all the world to hear.
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A/N: That’s enough of that. I just felt like Wizards of Waverly Place deserved a bit of adult fanfic attention. Plus, this storyline lent itself to adult-ification a little too well. Hope you all enjoyed it!
‘That doesn’t sound good,’ Alex thought. As a young wizard, she was supposed to be learning the ways of magic. Somehow she suspected that, strictly speaking, didn’t exactly involve mixing parts of potions that were never meant to be mixed. But in all fairness, she had meant to use it on Brad, that cute guy Justin was competing with…without her father’s permission…maybe that didn’t help matters.
“So who are you going to fall in love with?” Justin asked nervously, looking at his sister. As he spoke, Alex felt a strange sensation bubbling up inside her gut. It felt like some odd warmth, moving from her stomach outward. Alex felt her body shaking involuntarily, closed her eyes to the rushing feeling in her head – it was over.
Alex opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the toaster on the counter. The next thing she saw was a stunningly beautiful woman looking back at her. “Ooh, hello gorgeous!” Alex cooed, leaning over to look at her own reflection more closely. She found herself wishing she had worn a more low-cut shirt. She wanted to see her supple breasts exposed.
“Well, I guess that answers that question.” Her brother Justin threw his arms up in exasperation.
“Well can you blame me?” Alex asked, not tearing her eyes away from the spectacular image on the toaster. She felt another warm sensation growing inside her, this time much lower down.
“Alex,” Justin began, “this is serious, we don’t know what kind of weird side effects this might—”
“Whatever,” Alex dismissed his concerns casually. “Listen, I’m just gonna go to my room for a while, alright? Go prepare for your World Summit thingy or whatever.” Alex ran for the stairs, bolting through the door and skipping the first few steps in her haste. She was eager to release this pressure building between her legs. The air pillowing up her short skirt felt fantastic.
“Alex!” Her brother was at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her. Alex paused, twisted around to gaze back down at him. She could see the concern on his face. Well, who wouldn’t be concerned for her well being? She was Alex Russo: Wizard Extraordinaire, beautiful young woman, envy of the world.
She shook her head a little. “It’s fine, Justin,” she tried to reassure her brother. “I’ll warn you if I start turning purple or anything.” She wondered if he was trying to look up her skirt. She couldn’t blame him if he was – she had great legs. The warmth between those legs grew stronger. “Bye!”
The next thing Alex knew, she was in her room, slamming the door behind her. She turned and gazed into the full length mirror on the inside of her door. Her hands travelled through her luscious brown hair. Her fingers traced her full lips. Her fingertips slid from her mouth, down her neck, and arrived at her breasts. She rubbed the bases of her palms against her nipples through the thin material of her shirt. Alex could see her eyelids fluttering in the mirror.
Alex paused in her careful ministrations to her breasts, leaned forward, and locked the door. She didn’t want to be interrupted. Her hands returned to her breasts as her breathing grew heavier.
She stared longingly at her reflection. She had always known she was an attractive girl, but it had always been in an ‘I expect boys to find me hot’ way. She had never considered finding other girls attractive – she didn’t even know any lesbians in life. Her school seemed somehow to lack anything that moral guardians keeping some kid-friendly network in check might find at all objectionable. Alex didn’t particularly care to dwell on that at the moment.
Her hands slid down her belly, moving from her shirt to her light blue skirt. Alex felt her breath catch in her throat as she moved her fingers slowly closer to her core. She let out a deep sigh, sliding her hands further down her legs. It was too soon for that. A young woman as wonderful as Alex Russo deserved a more prolonged, special experience.
Alex felt her fingers drifts from the thin material of her skirt to her creamy lower thighs. Half-latina though she was (and damn proud of it), Alex knew her skin was somewhat pale. It was one thing about herself she had been self-conscious about in the past. Right now, though, she thought the peach-color thigh-skin she was showing off was drop-dead sexy.
She pulled her hands away from her legs, leaving only the fingertips barely touching her thigh-skin. She gave a slight push with her fingers and lifted her arms, bending her elbows slowly and sensuously. She stared at her reflection as her skirt slowly, ever so slowly, folded up onto itself. The pale blue material wrinkled heavily.
Alex felt herself shuddering as her panties came into view. They were simple, plain things. White with pink dots. Her pussy felt like it was burning with intensity. Alex could feel the slow, powerful throbbing in her inner walls. She bit her lower lip, unable to tear her eyes from the slight outline of the even lower pair of lips between her legs.
Alex held her breath. One finger lingered an inch from her pussy. With a sudden push, she pressed her finger against her panties.
With a loud moan, Alex stumbled backward, falling onto her bed, panting. This was one strong love potion. Sure, she played with herself as it was – she was a teenager, after all, and had raging hormones – but she had never felt this much raw desire for her own touch before. Desperate for her finger’s attentions, Alex hiked her skirt up again and slid both hands into the lining of her panties. She yanked the useless white cloth down, hard. There might have been a ripping sound, but Alex was far too far gone to care.
The first and middle fingers on her right hand gently traced her pussy lips. Alex’s panting grew more ragged as her desire flared.
Her forefinger found her clit, circling it. Her sensuous movements left her mind a blank. Faster than she had ever experienced, Alex felt her inner walls clenching. Without considering how near the rest of her family must have been, not to mention paying customers in the restaurant, Alex let out a scream as she came.
Her back arched. Her toes curled. Her fingers that weren’t twirling around her most sensitive parts clenched. Her eyes flew open.
It was the single most intense orgasm of Alex Russo’s young life.
After a long moment, Alex realized the pounding she heard was more than just blood rushing through her ears. Someone was knocking at her door. Alex felt a momentary indecision, then made her choice. She didn’t care. Whoever it was could just suck it – she loved herself. Alex loved herself and she was going to prove it, again and again and again.
The pressure was building between her legs again. Her left hand pushed her shirt up, forcing her bra aside to rub her breast. She kneaded her left breast, mimicking the motions she saw her father making when she tried to bake his own bread for the sandwiches. Her right forefinger plunged into her pussy. The pulsations in her inner walls swelled.
Alex let out moan after moan. Through her pleasure, she noticed dully the sound of a spell being done outside her room. She also noticed that she couldn’t care less.
“Alex! Alex!” Her brother Justin burst in. Alex matched his calls of her name with moans of the same.
“Oh, Alex! Alex!” she cried, thrusting her finger into her throbbing pussy. Her brother’s eyes widened in shock.
“I…I was just…you were screaming, and…I just wanted to…” Justin sputtered. He obviously hadn’t expected to burst in on his little sister in such a private moment, her skirt hiked up around her waist, her breasts exposed to the air, playing with her chest and fingering her pussy. Justin gulped.
Looking up at her brother, craning her neck to see the intruder, Alex smiled, eyes wide with passion. “You like?” she asked, her breathing heavy and thick with sexual energy. “You like…what you see? You…enjoy seeing…cute, little Alex…playing with herself?” Her back arched again as her vaginal walls clenched, hard. “I know I do!” she shrieked as another orgasm washed over her.
She had thought the last orgasm had been intense. It paled in comparison to this one. If she had liked watching herself, she really liked being watched. The knowledge that her own brother was seeing her pussy, fully exposed to the world, was a huge turn-on right now. She wanted the world to know how much she, Alex Russo, truly loved herself. Just as that orgasm started to fade, another swelled up inside her.
Alex slowed her finger’s thrusts into her pussy, looking up at her brother’s face. Her hair pooled on the pillow beneath her head. His eyes were as wide as when he first burst in, the look of shock apparently frozen. In fact, he didn’t seem to have moved an inch as he watched his sister pleasure herself. Well, Alex corrected herself, except for one part. She could see through Justin’s jeans that he was clearly sporting a raging hard on.
“Turns you on, does it?” Alex asked him. “Seeing me love myself? I really do love myself…” Her voice faded. She stopped the thrusts of her finger, pressed her palm against her swollen clit, and started curling her finger inside her pussy in the familiar ‘come hither’ motion. She knew from exploring her body earlier exactly where to find her own g-spot, and under the effects of this potion, Alex felt she finally understood the meaning of the expression, ‘mind-blowing.’ She clenched her jaw for a moment, then panted at her brother, “just remember – look, but don’t touch.” She felt yet another powerful orgasm rise up from deep inside her. “That’s my job!”
Justin was standing as still as though his feet were rooted to the ground. “This,” he whispered to himself, “is very hot.” He felt the blood throbbing in his rock hard cock, and his eyes didn’t leave Alex’s pussy for one second.
“Alex! I love you! Alex! Oh, yes, yes, yes, Alex!” the middle Russo sibling shouted for all the world to hear.
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A/N: That’s enough of that. I just felt like Wizards of Waverly Place deserved a bit of adult fanfic attention. Plus, this storyline lent itself to adult-ification a little too well. Hope you all enjoyed it!