Rob looked down at his pussy. He couldn't believe it. He had messed up a perfect mate spell? But he wasn't even planning to...
There came a knock on the door.
"Hello, who is it?"
"Let us in, Rob. It's Marcus and Yoshua."
Rob quickly put on a pair of pants and let them in.
"Look, man," said Marcus. "We were playing a trick on Conor and didn't expect it to affect you..."
"What? Trick?"
"Yeah, a trick. He gave you a forget potion. Why don't you take an unforget potion instead of just believing him?"
"It does seem strange. Sure, it can't hurt." Rob went to his medicine cabinet, which in a magic school is well-stocked with things you'd never find at the drugstore. He got out the unforget potion and gulped down a spoonful.
"Damn that Conor! He..."
"Hold it, Rob, hold it, it just got out of hand..."
"He used a transference spell on me... now I've got the pussy part of the perfect mate spell. It lasts until I have sex with my perfect mate! And that's a guy right now!"
"I don't know," said Marcus. "He already had sex, so it should be wearing off for him, which means it should be wearing off for you anyway. So you don't have to do anything to lose the pussy. You might want to swap dicks with him again though."
"Then why hasn't it worn off already?" asked Rob. I'm gonna look this up.
The magic school had its own special connection to the Internet. Rob was able to search for the information about spell interactions. "Look at this!" he said. "If you transfer this spell, it resets! It's wearing off for him, but it won't wear off for me until I have sex with my perfect mate!"