Jane was an art and history enthusiast, and as such she frequented museums dedicated to such. Her interest was more than just academic, however. As a witch descended from an ancient line of magic users, it was a great way to get in touch with her history and better understand her powers. When she was enjoying a traveling ancient Greece exhibit, a man approached her, introducing himself as Ted. It quickly became clear that this man had no interest or knowledge of anything he was looking at. Jane tried to get rid of him by acting cold and distant, but he was persistent, following her from piece to piece, making inane, ignorant observations and comments about each one. Even when she faked a phone call, Ted would not leave her alone. Eventually they came up to a piece depicting three men engaged in three-way coitus. He chuckled and asked Jane if she had ever been a part of such an activity. This was the final straw for her. Without a word, she conjured her magic, engulfing him in a strange tingling energy. He started freaking out as he felt himself leaving the floor, floating in the air for a moment, his body dissolving. Then without warning, he was pulled into the piece of art before them, merging with the center figure. For the casual observer, there was no difference, the piece just looked like it always had. But for Ted, his world changed completely. Not understanding what happened, he realized several things at the same time: first off he was curled up on a table with his knees under him, second was that he wasn’t in control of his body, and third, and most upsetting for him, he could feel a man’s cock at his mouth and his naked ass! Ted panicked, looking around as much as his limited mobility would allow. He couldn’t see much, the ‘room’ around him was nothing more than a blank, terracotta-colored slate. Though to his left he could see what looked like a shimmering mirror-like portal, through which he could see the museum. Jane winked at him and waved goodbye with her fingers, turning and walking away with a bounce in her step. As she left, he could hear her voice in his head: “Maybe experiencing history will help you appreciate it… and maybe you’ll learn to take a hint.” With that, Ted’s world shifted in a way he couldn’t describe. The mirror shimmered and became indistinct. After a moment, the image in the mirror refocused. Ted was confused by what he was looking at, but he eventually recognized it as the real-life scene that the art depicted! It was as if he had been transported back to ancient Greece! Just as he was processing that, the men in front of and behind him started moving, echoing the movements of the men through the mirror. To Ted’s panic, they started to penetrate him in both ends! He was powerless to stop it, his body refusing to obey his commands. Ted screamed in his head, completely unable to do anything about the double-teaming he was forced to endure, with no idea how long he was going to be stuck in his hell-dimension…
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