Diaper U Ch. 01 (AB/DL) - Sex Stories

Diaper U Ch. 01 (AB/DL)

... and-instead of levitating the paper-set it on fire.

Eyes widening a fraction, Daniel blurted, "Shit," and ran over, stomping out the flame before it could spread.

He stared down at the ashy pile.

(Goddammit.)

(God fucking dammit.)

(Are they right about me?)

Grimacing, he went to get a dustpan and clean up the mess. A cleaning spell would have been faster, but the last thing Daniel wanted to do was confirm the worst belief he held about himself.

Hedid have the potential, though. Daniel knew his strengths, and he knew his flaws-he was impulsive, he acted too quickly, he could be too stubborn for his own good. But he had a well of power inside him, one he could feel deep down in his core, the kind of power that warlocks of legend could only dream of.

Maybe he was alittle cocky, too, but who ever heard of a passive warlock?

"Screw them," he said aloud. "I'm going to get into one of these schools, one way or another."

He wondered about cheating, but that wouldn't help either. Even if he found a way to pretend to be able to do things he couldn't, he'd be found out too quickly; he needed something that would get him trained, not just that would get him in the door. His control was that bad-and, being honest, he couldn't blame it fully on being taught the basics by a witch. Manywitches, his mother included, had better control than him even though that was miles away from their field of expertise. And...

And...

And that gave him an ...

... idea.

Sitting down, he picked up the phone from his desk, punching in his mom's number on the hard plastic buttons. It rang twice, and then-

"Danny!" she said, excitedly. "How are you, sweetie? Everything still going okay in Seattle? Have you found a job yet? A girlfriend?"

"I told you, I'm just here until I get accepted into college," he said, scratching his chin. "Why look for a job when I'm leaving in a few weeks?"

He heard her click her tongue, a noise she made when she was thinking. "Right, right-it's just, you never call, how am I supposed to know what's going on in your life?"

"I'm calling right now!" He rolled his eyes. "Look, I was just curious-do you have your old records from when you were studying at Alphebeta?"

"I'm sure I've got them somewhere," she said. "Why?"

He didn't detect a hint of suspicion in her tone. Perfect. "For filling out one of these applications-I think it might help. Could you send that over?"

Therewas a way to get the education he needed. If witches had better focus than him, he'd just go learn from witches. His poor control wouldn't stop him from getting enrolled, and he could fake the rest.

Daniel just had one obstacle to overcome:

Alphabeta-and, for that matter, any other witches' school in the world-was an all girls school. Of course it was; 'all witches' and 'all girls' were practically synonyms.

Still, he had a way around that, too.

He'd just need his mom's records, a little sleight of hand, and a dress.