show how Kalius snaps his finger again, and this time, while still unable to move, Victoria sees her husband Mark deeply penetrating her best friend Claire’s pussy and even cums inside as Claire looks at her and laughs. Show taunting from Mark too
Victoria gasped, her mind reeling as Kalius snapped his fingers again. This time, something even worse than before happened. Suddenly, she found herself facing a scene that filled her with terror and revulsion.

In front of her, Victoria saw her husband, Mark, deeply penetrating her best friend Claire’s pussy. He was moaning in ecstasy, his eyes closed tightly as he thrust himself within her, driving Claire to the brink of orgasm. With a gasp, he came inside of her, shuddering in pleasure as Claire looked up with a wicked grin.

“Looks like you don’t own him after all. He’s mine now. And there’s nothing you can do about it,” Claire taunted, her words ringing loud in Victoria’s ears.

Mark chuckled maliciously, as he continued to pound into Claire. “You were always a boring lay, Victoria. Claire’s a lot more fun,” he sneered, relishing in the hateful comments.

Victoria’s heart shattered as she watched him, helpless to do anything but watch in horror and rage. The sorcerer had twisted her world, pulling all of the most heinous desires from her psyche and making them a reality.

She was trapped, alone and powerless against the forces that now threatened to consume her completely.
show how Kalius snaps the finger again, and afterwards, Victoria wakes up and she’s in her bathroom again. She opens the door and sees it’s bright in the day at her house again. Soon, she hears Mark come in as if nothing happened. Show confusion in Victoria but does not confront Mark as she can’t tell whether this was an imagination
Victoria’s vision spun with a final snap of Kalius’s fingers, and then, with a start, she was abruptly wide awake in her bathroom, panting and sweating profusely. It took her a few seconds to gather her bearings, to separate what was real and what was just a dream.

She opened the door, confirmation coming in the form of fresh sunlight spilling into the house from the windows. But as she stood in the kitchen, staring at the light, she heard the sound of the front door opening and Mark coming in.

“Hey, babe, you’re up early,” Mark said cheerily, walking in with a jaunty smile that didn’t seem to care about anything. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

Victoria nodded, unable to form any words, not knowing how to make sense of the emotionally-scarring events. She couldn’t tell whether it was all a fever dream or something far more sinister had happened.

As Mark walked away, and the shower started running, Victoria’s mind reeled with confusion. She couldn’t bring herself to confront Mark, unsure of what had happened. But she knew deep down that she would never forget the horrors she had experienced, and they would haunt her forever.
show how questioning what happened, she unlocks Mark’s phone - and finds there isn’t anything sexual shared between Mark and Claire
Victoria couldn’t shake off the feeling of confusion and fear that bubbled within her. The images of the dream was too real - it felt like she had witnessed something that wasn’t just a figment of her imagination. She wondered if she could find the truth in Mark’s phone, if there was anything between him and Claire.

Her hands trembled as she typed in his password, and she hesitated as she began to scroll through his messages. But as she went through his chats, she found nothing suspicious - not even a hint of anything between him and Claire.

Victoria felt a sense of relief and confusion wash over her. It was impossible that she had been right, that the dream was true, and that he was cheating on her with her own best friend.

She couldn’t make sense of it. Was it all in her mind? Did she just imagine the worst because of her anxieties?

As she sat there, ruminating on the events that had transpired, Victoria mulled over the possibility that maybe, just maybe, it had been a twisted dream, a manifestation of her internal fears and self-doubt.

Victoria leaned back, heart heavy, the images and emotions of the dream seared into her mind like a tattoo. She knew that it was something she might never forget or shake off completely
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continue to write about Victoria's confusion