For The Many

In a particularly bleak corner of the Sex Mage Multiverse, a weary woman confronted an inevitable fate.
 
Hovering high above the clouds, Queen Rose could see the domes of shadow had already increased since the night before. The entire horizon was riddled with them. The Barriers of her Queendom did nothing to hold them back anymore. Refugees kept pouring into the capital, and her soldiers could do no more than provide a safe passage to get them there. She and her strongest Archmages had erected a full force field around the city and it’s immediate suburbs, but she knew by now that it wouldn’t hold. Sooner or later, the Terror Zones would subsume them.

Escape the Dark

Sheri waited as the sound of soft shuffling slid past the broken window. She held her breath for several long, tense seconds as she stayed crouched below the windowsill. She had caught only a glimpse of the thing, a hulking mass of tendrils and what might have been leaves, slowly dragging itself along the ground. In the dim, misty twilight, however, there was no telling what exactly the thing had been, but in her experience, such a creature’s movements were deceptive. Large as a car, slow as a turtle, she’d tried running past similarly large and slow creatures, only for them to demonstrate terrifying bursts of speed once prey was in their sights.
 
Sheri looked back to her companion. Dar, the thin young man shivering in the corner of the broken down shack, was still keeping his eyes toward the floor, curled up with his arms wrapped around his folded legs, head buried against his knees. His breath was quick and shallow, on the verge of whimpers. Sheri put a finger to her lips and made as quiet a shushing sound as she could. The boy nodded, rubbing his forehead against his knees, but didn’t look up or open his eyes. He did tightly press his lips together, which just made the air puff through his nose.
 
Sheri grit her teeth, listening past the noise to detect if the creature outside the window was still moving. The shuffling came to a stop for a moment, and she thought she heard something like a series of rapid huffs, almost like breathless laughter. Then silence. Several agonizingly long seconds of silence. Then the shuffling continued on until it faded.

Salamander

The club was dim and loud and smoky, just like Gita liked it. She smiled as she stepped in time to the deep bass techno beat that thrummed through the whole structure. All around her, the flow of beautiful and lithe young men and women, dressed to kill, gyrating and swaying to the beat, filled the air with a sensual energy. Although every cock in the club was rock hard and every woman flush with warmth, the atmosphere was not necessarily purely sexual, just folks escaping the pressures of the world through music and movement, losing themselves to the rhythm and flow. Of course, such a club was also a great place to go and meet a fling.

In the Sex Mage World, any woman could snatch up any man with almost a mere thought, but in the Cosway Queendom in the former Indonesia, such barbaric notions were kept in moderation. Women were free to tease at will, of course, but only to a point. They didn’t just grab men willy-nilly, and haul them to bed without consent. However, fifteen years of Sex Magic had eased men into the idea of being open for women’s pleasure and use on whim. Still, if industry and society were to continue, men couldn’t just be snatched up at a moment’s notice, whatever they were in the middle of. To strike a balance between society maintaining its relative fairness and stability, and satiating the sensual sadism that the Magic coaxed, places like the clubs had made good business providing such a “hunting ground” for pleasure on the citizen’s own terms. Here, any man was ripe for picking, so long as they were not already being claimed.

Ex-Grinder Disappearance

S.T.F. - INVESTIGATION REPORT #3457

Case Name: E.G.D. - Ex-Grinder Disappearance

Status: Unsolved

Summary: Ex-Grinder was founded on September 13, 3 G.E. (2013 A.D.). The site was spun off of the FapReport community, and often linked to that site, as well as humiliation videos on MageTube. The theme of the site was for women to talk about, and give advice on, using their magic to get revenge on ex-boyfriends and ex-husbands. Eventually this expanded to men in general who they felt had wronged them. The site also included tips for keeping one’s current man in line.

Attempts were made to have the site shut down for promoting excess cruelty and criminal activity, but the site’s owner and servers were stationed in an early Queendom, outside the jurisdiction of most other countrie. The site was blocked and blacklisted in over a hundred countries, but getting around this block through proxy servers and via the “deep web” was easy enough.

On May 29, 7 G.E. (2017 A.D.), the Ex-Grinder website vanished. None of the posters who frequented the site have come forward to offer an explanation. Moreover, it seems the only posters who have admitted to using the site had already quit doing so well before the shut down, and thus have no idea of the cause.

On October 17, 13 G.E (2023 A.D.), a server was found in the basement of a condemned building in the Rutalca Queendom in Africa. The server held the entire archive of the Ex-Grinder website, and is thought to be the original hosting device.

This is the final thread of the archive.