While wondering who would be the best person to test out your new magical toy on, you hear a knock on your bedroom door. Quickly stashing the sword under your bed, you open it to find your twin sister Jenna standing there, still dressed in her school uniform, having arrived home a bit latter than you due to her after school club activities. Standing five foot six, with pale creamy skin, her shockingly bright orangeish red hair done up in a pony tail, sparkling green eyes, button nose, and soft pink kissable lips, her pretty face covered with a light dusting of freckles, not to mention her smoking hot body, slender and athletic with long sexy legs, flaring hips and ass, and a perky pair of C-cup breasts, your fraternal twin is the subject of considerable lust among your schools male student body, as well the envy of the female population.
Nor are you immune to your sisters charms. However, unlike most teens with a hot sister, you're not compelled to merely look and dream. Being twins, and growing up in a poor household, you and Jenna have always been remarkably close to one another, even sharing a room up until a few months ago when your mom married the asshole you call your stepdad. As a side effect of this closeness, as well as a lack of parental supervision during your early teens when you were both first learning about sex, the two of you developed an incestual relationship that is still going on to this day, though with greatly reduced frequency, both of you being involved in a relationship now, as well as having more people around, making finding time to be together both harder and less necessary.
Right now though, you and Jenna are the only one's home, both your mom and stepdad being at work, your younger brother Staying over at a friends house, and your Stepsister Stacy being out on a date, meaning the two of you have the house to yourselves. Judging by the look on her face, Jenna has realized this as well, as she impishly inquires "Well bro, are you just going to stand there staring all day, or are you going to let me in?"
"Yea, sorry about that." you said, laughing awkwardly while rubbing the back of your head, before continuing "It's just really hard for me to take my eyes off of a girl as pretty as you sis." gesturing her into the room.
Glancing down at your crotch, Jenna giggles, replying "Hmm, that's not the only thing that's hard around here." giving your junk a little pat as she enters your room, closing the door behind herself to give the two of you some measure of privacy should one of your other family members come home unexpectedly. Turning back to you, she reaches down, attempting to remove your jeans. As much as you would love to allow her to continue though, you have another order of business to deal with first.
Gently pushing her away, earning you a look of mild confusion from your sister, you explain "Hold on just a minute sis, before we do anything else, I found something really cool today that I think you should know about." you said.
"Yea? What could be so cool that you'd pass up sex just to show me?" You're sister inquires, slightly miffed at the interruption, but also intrigued.
Reaching under your bed and pulling out the sword, along with the note, you show them both to her giving her time to read over the note before inquiring "So, feel like helping me test my new toy?" you inquire.
Arcing one eyebrow, Jenna replies "Seriously bro? You don't really believe this nonsense do you? I mean, I know you've got these fantasies about magic and stuff, but that's all they are, just fantasies."
"You're wrong is, and I'll prove it to you!" you insisted, picking up the sword and slicing your left hand off before your sister could stop you, failing to consider the consequences should this whole thing be a hoax in your desire to prove the existence of magic.
Upon seeing what you've done, your sister screams in horror, covering her mouth with her hands before crying "Quick bro, help me find something we can use as a tourniquet! If we can get your hand on ice and get you to the hospital quick enough, we may be able to... John, why are you looking at me like that? Are you going into shock or..."
For you're part, while your sister was horrified, you were elated, the sword having functioned precisely as advertised, as, though there was a three foot blade of steel separating your hand from your wrist, you could still feel it, and furthermore, there was no pain, only a mildly pleasurable tingling sensation as the sword cut through you. "It works!" you excitedly cry, experimentally, you tried to move your fingers, your severed hand responding to your commands just as though it were still attached to you, and after a short moment you had it standing up on your finger tips, running around the room like thing from the Adam's family, eliciting yet another shriek from your sister, who doges away from your questing hand, grabbing hold of your wrist and examining it.
"What the hell? T-there's no blood!" Jenna says in surprise, noting that, in place of the bloody stump she was expecting, at the end of your wrist instead there's only blank skin, no different than that covering the rest of you body aside from the lack of any sort of detectable hair or blemish, your new skin being unnaturally soft and smooth to the touch. "this, this doesn't make any sense, you should be bleeding all over the place." your sister said, clearly confused and slightly disturbed at having her world view shattered so thoroughly, though considerably less frightened than before. Overcoming her initial revulsion or the spider like nature of your severed appendage, having an intestine phobia of spiders and bugs in general to a lesser degree, Jenna bends over, picking up your hand and studying it. "It's still warm. Can you reattach it?" she inquires.
Shrugging you answer "Lets find out." Taking your hand from her and pressing it to your wrist, you feel that strange pleasurable tingling sensation, which you assume means the magic is working. Once the tingling passes, you wait for a few seconds just to be sure before letting go of your wrist, your hand remaining firmly attached, with no evidence remaining that it had ever been severed in the first place. Raising your hand, your palm facing your sister, your wiggle your fingers a little, showing Jenna that everything is still in good working order despite your recent experience.
Having mostly recovered from her initial panic attack, her fearful expression having been replaced with a look of wide eyed wonder, Jenna gasps "Wow! That's just, I mean,...Wow! That's like one of the coolest things I've ever seen bro! Sorry for doubting you earlier."
"Apology accepted sis. To be honest, I'd normally be a little skeptical myself, but there's just something about this sword that let me know it was the real deal, and that nothing I did with it could cause me any sort of permanent damage. Well, not on this setting anyway." you added almost as an after though. Smiling as you brandish the blade, you inquire "So sis, feel like helping me play with my new toy?"
"Are you kidding bro? Of course I do!" Jenna replies, adding "____________________________."
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