“I... I look like your twin!” You say in amazement as you studied the reflections in the mirror. At first glance the two images looked identical, although as you studied your reflection you began to notice a few differences; a couple of moles just like Sandra’s were in different places on you, and your breasts were a slightly different shape and size. Your face was obviously hers, with the exception of just a little more than just a hint of you around the eyes and earlobes.
“Of course!” Sandra stated as she watched you examination your reflection closely. “You ARE supposed to be my daughter after all. I want people to look at you and say ‘You look just like your mother when she was your age.’ I think I did a pretty good job, don’t you agree?”
“I’ll say you did.” You respond, turning this way and that as you try to look at yourself from every possible angle. “This is amazing.”
“And now,” Sandra said as she came up beside you and draped an arm around your shoulder. “It is time for you to choose how you want to do this.”
“I get a choice?” you ask in surprise.
“There’s always a choice.” Sandra said. “Witches of the white path must never force someone to do something. Whatever happens to them is almost always their choice. That’s how white magic works.”
“Almost always?” you say, picking up on the hidden qualifier in her sentence.
“We’re allowed a little leeway.” Sandra admitted, “Mostly for context, so a spell happens as you want and not how it was said. That, and punishments, but you don’t have to worry about that today. What you do need to worry about is whether you want to do this the easy way, or the fun way?"
“And just what is the fun way?” you ask hopefully.
“We get your essence into my womb the old fashion way.”
“You mean...”
“We get to have the sex you’ve been hoping for” Sandra says, smiling warmly at you. “At the end of it your essence follows the little swimmers up inside me. 9 months later I have a daughter.”
“That does sound like fun.” You admit. “But, just so I can make an informed decision, and out of curiosity, what is the easy way?”
“I simply draw a circle for you to stand in while I cast the spell.” Sandra shrugged. “Then I light a match and ‘Poof’, you become a 6 week old fetus inside of me. Same results, but not nearly as much fun, wouldn’t you agree?” she finished, batting her eyes coyly.
Will you...
1) Decide to skip the circle and the match. You will give her a daughter in the old fashion time honoured traditional way.
2) Decide to remain celibate and become her daughter magically. Having sex with someone who will be your mom sounds just weird.
3) Decide to mention there is an equipment problem with doing this the fun way.
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