"Charmed, I’m Sure."
by Zen Archer
It was Steve’s first time In Hollywood. A convention was his official reason for
being here, but under the surface was the dream that he’d get a glimpse of
Alyssa Milano in the flesh. Steve was obsessed with her. Not in a stalker/mental
patient kind of way……sure he wanted to fuck her, but his fantasies of being
with Alyssa had more to do with her confidence, her big brown eyes and her toes.
Toes. Even Steve couldn’t really explain why female toes turned him on so much.
For as long as he could remember, an exposed foot was more of a
than tits ever were. Sure, tits are great, but let a hot looking babe take her
shoes off and Steve was hypnotized. Especially if the woman’s second toes were
longer than her big toes. Not even Steve’s closest friends understood that
particular perversion. He could rattle off a list of actresses and models who
had long second toes. Prospective girlfriends would not make the cut if they had
short, stubby toes and flat feet.
Alyssa Milano’s second toes are longer than her big toes. For such a short girl,
she had the most delicious toes that poked out in front of her big toes. Steve
hoped to catch a glimpse of those toes, connected to the rest of the former
"Melrose Place" star.
With time to kill between meetings, Steve hopped in his rented Honda Civic and
headed down Sunset Boulevard in search of a cool looking cafe. Spotting one with
outdoor tables, Steve pulled over. He was just lifting the espresso to his lips
when he saw her. Yes, the star of his most intense fantasies had just sat down,
alone at a table not far from his. She was wearing sandals.
Steve’s mind raced. He knew he wasn’t dreaming because his pants would be wet by
now. What to do. There she was, he HAD to talk to her. Ok, just be cool, don’t
come on too strong or you’ll be added to her "kook file" of deranged fans. Steve
took a deep breath, waited for his boner to subside, and made his way over to
"Hi……..sorry to disturb you, but it’s just so rare to see a Jersey girl
sipping a cappuccino at some fru-fru cafe in L.A."
Alyssa looked up at Steve, smiled and said, "Well, that one I haven’t heard
before. Not bad."
Trying to stay cool, and flaccid, Steve introduced himself. Sensing he wasn’t a
maniac, Alyssa asked him to join her.
"Are you from Jersey too?" she asked.
"Well, Brooklyn actually. Bensonhurst. We’re paisans, my people are from Sicily
"Seems you know a lot about me, Steve. Ouch!" Alyssa bent down and grabbed her
foot. "Damn new shoes! I just bought them and they pinch like hell." Alyssa
raised her foot and put it on the chair next to her.
If it wasn’t weighted down with a plant, Steve’s erection would have raised up
the table they were sitting at least six feet in the air. Luckily, Alyssa
couldn’t see that his pants were bulging like sliced fruit left in a plastic
container for a week. She did catch him staring at her toes.
"Don’t look at my feet. I have such ugly long toes."
"No, on the contrary," Steve was quick to proclaim, "your feet are very pretty."
He thought about using the line he’s used many times to score with women who
have this unique characteristic. Nah, not with Alyssa Milano! She’ll think
you’re nuts and call the cops. But there it is…..her sexy sandaled foot
complete with long toes and red nail polish. "You know, it’s said that women
with longer second toes are intelligent, good in bed, and, according to
folklore, have magical powers."
Alyssa said nothing. She out her foot back under the table and just stared at
Steve. He began to sweat, thinking he’d just blown it……."kook file." After
what seemed like an eternity, Alyssa smiled.
"You know I’m in a new series called "Charmed" about three sisters who are
witches," she said.
Steve silently nodded.
"Well, there’s a reason why I got the part. I really AM a witch."
"Ok, I deserved that. About the long toes thing…..it’s just a silly……."
"You don’t believe me?" Alyssa caught the eye of the waitress and motioned her
to come over.
"Can I help you?" The waitress was petite, blonde and had a great chest.
"This gentleman here would like a blow job. Would you suck his cock please?"
Steve was really embarrased at this point. The waitress looked at him with
disgust and turned back to Alyssa and said, "Listen, just because you’re some
big actress and I’m just a waitress doesn’t mean……."
At that moment, Alyssa locked eyes with the waitress and bolts of blue
electricity shot from Alyssa’s eyes into the eyes of the waitress. Without
hesitation, the blonde got down on her knees, opened Steve’s pants and went to
work on his cock. Alyssa smiled as Steve stared back at her in total disbelief.
He didn’t know what just happened, but he wasn’t about to raise any objections.
When the waitress was done, she looked back at Alyssa. "Very good," the witch
said. She pointed two fingers at the blonde and told her that when she snapped
her fingers, the waitress would forget what happened. Alyssa snapped and the
blonde shook her head, feeling a bit woozy.
"Can we have the check please?" Alyssa asked her.
"Ummm, sure…..have….have a nice day." The blonde walked away, still a bit
"How did you? What did you? Who…….?" Steve could only sputter.
"Do you want to get out of here?" Alyssa asked.
"What? Uh, sure, okay."
Alyssa raised her arms and extended her fingers. Blue bolts of magic flew from
her hands enveloping them both. They were gone in a flash.
Within seconds, Alyssa had transported the two of them back to her house in the
Hollywood hills. Steve was in total shock. He could not believe what had
happened to him today. Not only does he get to meet Alyssa Milano and see her
sexy long toes, it also turns out she’s a powerful witch!
"Steve? Are you okay? Can I get you a drink?" Alyssa asked as she took her
sandals off. She gestured and a beer appeared in Steve’s hands. He jumped when
the bottle materialized, but realized that he probably ought to have a swig to
calm down a bit.
Her house was big and beautiful, but nothing really "witchy" about it, Steve
thought. Even so, he wondered what she had planned for him.
"So, Steve. Now you know I’m a witch, and you’ve seen what I can do. We’re
alone. I’m very horny from watching that waitress blow you…..let’s fuck."
This was too much for Steve, but he wasn’t about to say no. Not now. She might
get angry and turn him into something, he thought. Or worse. "Works for me!"
Steve said very nervously.
"Cool. Hey, do you mind if a zap another girl in with us? I want to go down on a
girl. You mind?"
"Mind? Me? Nah……." Steve broke the now empty beer bottle over his head to
check his consciousness status.
Alyssa laughed. "Great. You pick the girl. Anyone you want and I’ll zap her
Steve’s mind raced with choices. "How about Juliana Margulies from E.R.?"
"Ooooh, Steve," Alyssa purred, "you have really good taste. I like her. Let’s
see where she is right now."
"So, do you look into a crystal ball or a cauldron to find her?" Steve asked,
feeling like a dope.
"Crystal ball?" Alyssa said sarcastically, "It’s 1998, silly. The TV will do
just fine with a little applied sorcery."
With that, Alyssa raised her hand and opened her palm. A single bolt of magic
flew from the center of her palm into the large screen TV. Within seconds, the
image of the gorgeous, curly haired Juliana Margulies appeared on the screen.
She was lying on a couch, reading a magazine.
"That’s her!" Steve shouted.
Alyssa lowered her hand, raised her fingers and extended them. The by now
familiar blue bolts of magic shot from her fingertips into the TV. Juliana
became surrounded by this spell and soon disappeared from the TV and magically
appeared in the living room with Alyssa and Steve.
"Where……where am I? Who are you?" A confused Juliana looked around and tried
to find her bearings.
"I’m Alyssa, this is Steve and you’re going to fuck us both." Alyssa made a
waving gesture over Juliana’s face, locked eyes with her and hypnotized her with
the same spell she used on the blonde waitress.
Almost immediately, a bewitched Juliana went to work on Steve’s cock while
Alyssa ate out Juliana’s shaved pussy. Another gesture had removed everyone’s
clothes and tranported the trio to a massive, all-white bedroom.
It seemed to go on for hours. Alyssa eating Juliana’s pussy while she sucked
Steve’s cock. Juliana licking Alyssa’s clit while Steve fucked her in the ass.
Steve fucking Alyssa while Juliana played with her self. Steve sucking Alyssa’s
toes while Juliana kissed her mouth. Juliana eating out Steve’s ass while Alyssa
floated in the air, zapping Juliana’s ass. This would have tired out any normal
guy, but with the help of the crafty Alyssa’s sorcery, Steve’s cock remained
erect and strong. Even after blowing many loads, his member shot right back up
to attention, ready for more.
Finally, it was over. All three had had enough. Juliana had passed out on the
floor. Alyssa was floating above the bed. She raised her hands and a yellowish
glow formed around Juliana. She began to float up towards Alyssa. When Juliana
was laid out before the sorceress, she pointed two fingers and zapped Juliana’s
eyes, making her forget the entire encounter. Alyssa then magically dressed the
curly haired beauty and zapped her home.
Steve just stared at this with complete amazement. "Now, my love. I have to
erase your memory of today," Alyssa sighed.
"Do you really have to? I mean, I won’t tell anyone you’re a witch…."
"Sorry, sweetie. I have to. This won’t hurt a bit, just look into my eyes."
With a fast zap into his eyes, Steve stood motionless. Alyssa kissed him, raised
her arms and magically placed him back at the cafe where they met.
Finishing his espresso, Steve asked for the check. The cute blonde waitress
smiled at him, knowingly as she placed the check on the table and walked away.
Puzzled, Steve looked back at her, shook his head and got into his rented Honda
Civic. The next conference would begin soon, so he made him way back to Century
The stoplight at Sunset and LaCienega seemed really long, so Steve fiddled with
the radio to kill time. As he looked into the rear view to check the traffic, he
suddenly noticed something in the mirror. It was a familiar sight. Something he
saw quite often, something he really liked. The sole of a perfectly formed
female foot, a high arch and 5 toes….the second one longer than the first.
"I hate traffic…….let’s get out of here," said the sexy, familiar voice from
the back seat." A blue, electric glow surrounded the Honda Civic, until it was