Morina & the Switching Spell Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Morina & the Switching Spell Ch. 05

... faceful," Agatha said.

"No wonder I'm so sore," I muttered to myself as I put on my panties.

"I'll brew you up a special tea potion that will ease those muscles," Agatha said.

"No, thank you. I've had enough of your potions last night," I replied, pulling the bra around my chest before fastening the hooks.

"I can understand your distrust, but this one will make you feel much better, I promise," Agatha responded, moving away in the dark. "Let me turn on a light."

It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the single 40-watt lightbulb. I finished putting on my bra and reached for my WASP uniform. Looking around, Agatha was fully clothed. She must have gotten dressed in the dark.

Amanda was still in bed, naked, with the blanket down around her hips.

"I'm going back to sleep," she yawned as she pulled the woolen blanket up over her head to shut out the light.

Agatha put a water kettle on the hot plate and reached in the cupboard and pulled out a couple of jars of powdered ingredients. She carefully measured them with a few measuring spoons and dumped them into a porcelain tea kettle.

While we waited for the kettle to boil, she took out four eggs and cracked them into a bowl and scrambled them. Once the water boiled, she emptied the hot water into the porcelain tea kettle and set it aside. She then placed a frying pan on the hot plate with a dab of butter and fried the scramble egg mixture.

"Here, you must be starved," she said, handing me a ...

... plate with the larger half of the egg mixture.

She took the other half for herself and poured two cups of the herbal potion, handing me one of them.

"This is a simple muscle-healing potion. You're not the only one with sore muscles this morning, although I imagine your muscles are a lot sorer than mine," she said, smiling.

I waited until she took her second sip of the brew before I tried it. It tasted like a cross between dried currants and lemon peel and I could feel my muscles easing almost immediately.

"This is amazing!" I marveled between bites of egg.

"Thank you," she said smiling, "Potions run in my family. Hence the name 'Brewster'."

"Spells are my family's specialty. Perhaps you've heard of my mother, Morag Spellman?" I asked.

"She's your mother? How stupid of me not to have connected the last name with you and Lee! Her book 'Advanced Enchantments and Spells' is on every witch's bookshelf in England. For some reason, I thought she was much too old to be your mother," Agatha reasoned.

"She wrote that book when she was only 26. I understand it's been translated into 20 different languages," I remarked, finishing my eggs.

Agatha looked at my plate."That's the last of the eggs. Hopefully, we'll be long gone before Amanda finds out," she whispered.

"I heard that!" Amanda said from beneath the blanket.

"I'll pick up some more on the way back from Ashford," Agatha called to Amanda, "but I need to leave you with the dishes. There's also a spot of ...