Wicca’s Originals @ Kinky // July 2022

Wicca’s Originals @ Kinky // July 28th – August 23rd

Lesly was an icon of sensuality, beauty and passion. Men and women alike would fall to their knees whenever she was present. Everything about her was perfect.

Her hair, her skin, her smile, her personality, she just had a way of presenting herself that left everyone in awe.

It’s because of this, that these sandals were named after her. It embodies everything she stood for. The subtlety of how it sits against your feet, simple, yet elegant, just like she was.

You too can feel how she felt by donning these beautiful sandals, available now!

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Reborn

HUD: 10 Colors & Metals

Event Location: Kinky // July/August 2022

Pleasure…

TUNES

Before her surrender she had no life
Now she’s a slave, not a wife
Her only sorrow is for women who live with lies
She’s taken off her disguise

[- Manowar -]
Outfit

Top: Avec Toi – “Jade Halter Top” (Maitreya Petite)
Corset: [CX] – “Seer Corsets – Black” (Maitreya)
Bottom; [CX] – “Seer Skirt – Black // Corset Fit” (Maitreya)
Stockings: .:Avanti:. – “Vini Stockings – Black” (BoM)
Shoes: UTOPIA@Design – “Xila” (Maitreya)

Accessories

Earrings: .:E.A.Studio:. – “Uzumaki Female Human” (LeL EvoX Human Ears)
Piercing (Nose): Wicca’s Originals – “Jadeon Piercing” + “Tegan Piercing Set” (unrigged)
Piercing (Mouth): LittleFish – “EziliV2” (Lel. EvoX, Avalon)
Collar: Aurica – Darleen Collar” (Maitreya)
Nails: L’Emporio – “Short Claws” (Maitreya, Bento)
Cuffs (upper arm): Salt & Pepper – “Bondage Deluxe” (Maitreya)

Hair & Makeup

Hair: Exile – “Sela (A)”

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “EvoX Avalon 3.1”
Teeth: [CX] – “Strigoi’s Fangs – Silver Type.1 ( Size E / Wider )”
Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Add-On Petite V1.1”
Tattoo: .:Vegas:. – “Tattoo Luna ( Dark )” (BoM)

Poses, Props & Tattoos

Pose: Hexed Poses – “C15” (Bento)
Sofa: 22769 ~ [bauwerk] – “Decadence Leather Sofa Black (PG)”
Cross: .:Short Leash:. – “Devotion Bondage Cross”
Mannequin: BackBone – “Kinky Mannequin – Black”

Models & Stylists

Skye Nefekalum & Wicca Merlin (for Sir Skye’s styling, please poke him… he loves that *grins*)

Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // July 2022

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // July 23rd – August 18th

The engineers at Wicca’s Originals have developed some new, cutting edge kit, a must-have for any transhumanist.

The Rush Bracer strikes the perfect blend between “chrome chic” with function, offering an exterior shell which is safe to paint a myriad of colors, as well as a clear, hardened plexiglass viewing panel to see the circuitry and microprocessors inside.

Future fashion asks us to not just decorate our body with clothing, but to actually update our body itself to rise to that fashion challenge. Besides this, those circuits are not just for show. They improve the precision of fine motor control by several times over, allowing limiters in movement and strength to be configured on the fly.

A benefit of taking over the musculature and nerve clusters is the Rush Bracer has the medical benefit of mitigating and overcoming various kinds of nerve damage, such as RSI or carpal tunnel.

Reject the limits of the flesh, get your Rush Bracer installed today.

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Reborn, Legacy[M], Belleza Jake, Signature Gianni
HUD: 10 Colors & 10 Metals
Event Location: The Warehouse Sale // July 2022

BeSpoke & Wicca’s Originals – First Collaboration!

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // July 23rd – August 18th

When brilliant minds get together, brilliant things happen. That’s exactly what happened in the latest collab between Wicca’s Originals and BeSpoke! We’re beyond excited for you to check out our collaboration at the newest round of The Warehouse Sale!

The Chitinous Legs take inspiration from the insectoid world and is perfect for anyone looking to make a very unique avatar, be it for Roleplay or just to impress your friends!

The legs are rigged for Maitreya, Legacy (F/M), Gianni and Jake bodies + it is also 100% BOM compatible!.

Check it out now at the newest round of The Warehouse Sale!

 

Wicca’s Originals @ Midnight Order // July 2022

Wicca’s Originals @ Midnight Order // July 20th – August 20th

Today we have the honor to introduce you to another item of pure beauty and power. Worn and created long ago by Liuva, these boots will let your inner desires be expressed outloud with a beautiful harmony of both elegancy and confidence.

The Liuva Boots will make you feel empowered, as only the fiercest of individuals can wear them. Be ready to be the center of attention because when you walk in the room, you will turn heads, everyone will want to know who you are as the light shines off of the beautiful and yet, just subtle enough, spikes on the Liuva Boots. Some people may say the spikes represent the strength behind beauty, but you can find your own meaning.

Trying something new can be challenging and scary but such is the cost of living, face those challenges with Liuva by your side.

What are you waiting for?

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Reborn, Legacy[M], Belleza Jake
HUD: 10 Colors & 10 Metals
Event Location: Midnight Order // July/August 2022

 

Wicca’s Originals @ Mainstore // July 2022

The thump, thump, thump of the music reverberated through the nightclub. The dance floor was wall-to-wall hot, sweaty, nubile bodies. It was Friday night and the youth of the city was out to celebrate life and the weekend.

Surrounded by her posse – four fast friends since first grade – Teagan wanted nothing more from the night than to forget the troubles of the week. Wearing her go-to clubbing outfit – leather bra and skirt and kick ass boots – she let the music possess her body. Her only plan tonight when she walked through the nightclub doors was to dance and have fun with her friends.

Then it happened. Teagan felt the presence behind her. No one else existed in that moment; not even her dearest friends. There was no physical contact, no eye contact, no words spoken. She was being hunted and Teagan was the prey. Despite the heat in the crowded club, a chill ran through Teagan’s body.

Music continued to pound through speakers with the same pace and rhythm, but Teagan’s movements slowed, became more sensual. The wait was agonizing, but still she did not turn around. Fear and excitement fought for control over her emotions.

Time stopped when a body pressed against Teagan’s back. At first it was barely there; more like a fantasy or daydream. Not tentative, but a tease. It moved with her as Teagan continued her slow undulation to the music. It did not take control, but mirrored her everything minute move.

Teagan’s short brown hair cut was meant to help her stay cool in the torturous summer heat. It also bared her neck to the hot breath that caressed the exposed skin and raised goosebumps. A hand brushed against her ribs and slowly slid around to rest on Teagan’s bared midriff. With only the slightest pressure, the hand pulled her body back and firmly trapped her in place.

The deafening music drowned out Teagan’s moan when teeth nipped at her earlobe. Two bodies moved in perfect sync. Teagan’s eyes drifted closed and she let every sensation fill her, claim her. She did not hesitate or reject, but accepted what was offered.

In the past, Teagan dated nice guys and it was, well … nice. But always there was something missing. Something always out of reach. Something just not right. In this single moment, Teagan understand what that something was and the floodgates opened. Hot tears ran down Teagan’s face as a soft hand stroked her arm.

Let go, beautiful,” a lilting voice whispered in Teagan’s ear. “I won’t let you fall.”

As recognition dawned, Teagan turned her head and open her eyes to see Faith Bunin smiling at her. All blond, blue-eyed and gorgeous Faith Bunin, who, last month, was named most talented new Artist of the Year at the American Music Wards. Her first album went Platinum in six months and her second was due to be released soon with even higher expectations.
Teagan might just be a lowly receptionist at the record label, but she knew Faith Bunin would be a sensation from the moment she walked in the building. From that day on, Teagan was in awe. She always told herself it was the woman’s talent, or the amazing way she made everyone around her feel special or important. Was it more than that all along and Teagan just turned a blind eye?

No more words were needed. Teagan danced with Faith, comforted by the knowledge she was safe, she was accepted and she was free to openly be who she was.

Proud to be gay.

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Reborn
HUD: 10 Colors & Metals
Location: Mainstore

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // June 2022

Wicca’s Originals The Warehouse Sale // June 23rd – July 18th

My time has come to an end

I was but a child, fewer than a dozen years did I claim upon this earth, when I was taken from my mother’s arms. Palace guards kept my father at bay with spear tips pointed at his chest. My mother’s wails of despair filled the room as she fell to her knees. Younger siblings cowered in a dark corner like frightened mice.

All those I held dear were made to witness as a small, polished stone was pierced into the inner curve of my ear. I can still feel that pain; and of each metal link to pierce the outer edge of my ear; one for every year of servitude to my Master. Through the years adornments were added to symbolize the Pharaoh’s reign – the royal Ankh and the rising sun.

Today, my former life has ended and my new life begins. My Master is dead and my fifty year apprenticeship is over. Today, I am the Master Builder to Amentet, the Great Pharaoh and ruler of all the land. Today, the symbol of his rule is pierced into the lobe of my ear and linked all the others as one. Today, I feel the pain of each and every piercing, but do not show it.

My apprenticeship is over, but another must begin. Surrounded by Amentet’s guards, I stand in the center square as the people are herded from their homes to await my judgment. I stand high above the masses, no longer one of them. Above them. Their eyes are cast down; their fear palpitating in the heat of the midday sun. They know what I come for.
Knowing eyes scan the crowd of dullard faces and empty minds for that one spark that I require. I begin to wonder if the one I search for exists within the wealth of downtrodden slaves amassed under Amentet’s rule.

Then my eyes fall upon a boy of maybe nine years as he peeks out from behind his father’s back. Large, dark eyes reveal the quick and intelligent mind I require. They stand off to the left of the crows, on the fringe as if they could simply disappear into the catacomb of buildings once watching eyes shift away.

I raise my arm and point to the boy and instantly the guards push through the unwashed bodies to claim the chosen. The father’s anguish ages him before my eyes as he lifts the boy in his arms and tries valiantly to escape. Father and son are torn apart; never to lay eyes upon one another again.

My time as apprentice has come to an end. I am Master now. This boy will learn the craft as I did and will one day take my place. One day he will choose an apprentice.

It is the circle of life.

Sizes: LeLUTKA EvoX human & Elf ears
HUD: 10 Metals
Event Location: The Warehouse Sale

Wicca’s Originals @ SL 19B // June 2022

Day and night, Sixsmith labored at his toils. He was a craftsman of the finest ilk. So much so, he was no longer called the name given to him at birth, but by the trade at which he excelled – Sixsmith.

His latest creation was complete. As he polished the finished pieces with a soft cloth, Sixsmith closely inspected every stitch, every link, and every inch for any imperfections and found none. Only the best for the greatest warrior in their kingdom.

The appointed time had arrived and Sixsmith placed the two pieces upon a wooden tray lined with thick red velvet to prevent damage before they were presented. All eyes fell upon his as Sixsmith emerged from his forge. From the strongest sword to the most delicate of adornments, Sixsmith could create anything the imagination allowed.

The crowd that had gathered in the streets parted in deference to the hulk of the man who stood head and shoulders above them all. Dressed only in leather pants and boots, the well-muscled man was living proof of what years of hard labor could do to a man’s physique.

Sixsmith continued through the streets until he stood before doors of the Great Hall. The portal slowly opened to reveal the warrior waited patiently at the end of the massive room. Undaunted, Sixsmith entered with his head held high until he reached the raised dais at the end of the hall.

With respect, Sixsmith dropped to one knee and held his burden high for inspection. With a simple nod, the warrior presented an arm. The first bracer was lifted from the velvet nest and placed upon the proffered limb.

The thick yet supple leather molded to the forearm as though sculpted to perfection. The metal rivets, pins and adornments gleamed in the sun that shown through the high windows of the Great Hall. Near the wrist a metal disc, flawless etched, was the royal crest of the kingdom, denoting the lofty station of the wearer.

Straps and fasteners secured the bracer to the underbelly of the arm; tight enough to ensure a proper fit, but not so much to hamper the warrior’s movements. The matching bracer was attached to the other arm just as carefully. Once both were secured, Sixsmith bowed his head and placed a fisted hand over his heart; his silent pledge of unswerving loyalty.

After a moment, a hand came to rest upon Sixsmith’s powerful shoulder and he raised his head to meet the gaze of the warrior before him. With love and devotion, Sixsmith looked up at the warrior; his lover, his Queen.

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Reborn, Legacy[M], Gianni, Jake
HUD: 10 Colors/Metals
Location: SL 19B // June 2022

Wicca’s Originals @ Mainstore

The full moon just began its ascent into the night sky. So large and bright, one could almost reach up and touch it. Absolute silence ruled the darkness; not a creature roamed in the stillness. The time was now.

At the base of the stone steps, Lucira looked up at the path she must travel, alone. As the first bare foot rose to begin her journey, the delicate chains that lay against her skin gently swayed. This and the white silk robe were all she wore. The five foot train flowed behind as Lucira climbed the ancient stairway that would bring her to the Holy Pool.

The higher Lucira climbed, her path became more difficult. Once her journey began, Lucira was not permitted to stop, even for a moment’s rest. To slow, to falter, to waiver; all meant failure. Neither was Lucira permitted to touch the side of the cliff for support. Her back must remain rigid and her head held high, forbidden even to look down at the narrow steps where once misstep would send Lucira plummeting to her death.

This was a journey of endurance. This was a journey of faith. This was a journey of purification. There were no second chances. Tonight, when the moon was at its peak, Lucira would embrace her destiny.

With each painful step, the rough stone cut and scoured the tender soles of her feet until they were bloody and bruised. And yet, Lucira still climbed. The wind grew cold and sent her robe whipping about her body. She made no move to warm her aching body or control the errant garment. Lucira’s arms remained down at her sides and accepted the punishment.

Hours later, as the moon reached its apex, Lucira arrived at the summit of the great mountain. A great stone archway heralded the entrance of the Holy Pool. The water, black as night, shimmered with the reflection of the brilliant lunar light. At the edge of the water, Lucira released the silken garment and it fell to her feet. Only the delicate chain harness remained.

The Holy Pool would deem Lucira worthy this night. She must enter the pool and walk its length completely submerged until she reached the other end. If Lucira proved her merit, she would emerge unscathed and purified, a fit leader for her people. If she were found wanting, the chain collar would tighten and find a watery end.

With her head raised to the moon above and her hands raised in supplication, Lucira entered the Holy Pool. Each step took her deeper into the water until she was completely submerged. Soon her lungs burned from lack of air, but Lucira’s steps did not falter. Her faith gave her strength to endure and she continued at an unhurried pace. Soon the ground beneath her feet slowly returned her to the surface. She did not rush the remaining few feet, nor did gasp for much needed air. She remained calm and serene.

Lucira was deemed worthy of her destiny. She was purified and reborn.

Sizes: Maitreya (Lara, Petite), Legacy[F] (Classic, Perky), Reborn
HUD: 10 Colors/Metals + HIDE Options
Location: Mainstore

Wicca’s Originals @ Mainstore

TUNES

The forest is quiet – too quiet. Not a single creature stirred; even the wind held its breath. Something was very, very wrong.

Her head cocked to the side, Finnea’s ears twitched, straining to listen for any sound at all. All Finnea heard was the faintest tinkle of the thin chains and crystals that hung from the pointed tips of her ears.

Finnea had incredibly heightened senses, especially hearing, but all Fae possessed the same ability. As queen of the Fae, Finnea’s gifts were most extraordinary. At will, Finnea could grow to the size of the largest beast in the forest, or shrink to that of the tiniest insect. Her skin could shimmer into a translucent drop of water or mimic the bark of a tree.

Just like the creatures of the forest, the Fae had gone into hiding. Only Finnea remained to investigate the threat to their world. With a single flap of her delicate wings, Finnea propelled herself onto a tree limb above. When her feet touched the branch, she was no bigger than the leaf that hid Finnea from sight.

There – a sound; faint, foreign. Sharp eyes quickly scanned the distant edge of the enchanted forest. A great hulking beast pushed its way through the dense foliage to trespass into the Fae realm. Though centuries old, Finnea remembered the terrifying stories of monsters that walked on two legs.

The danger was greater than Finnea feared. If there was but a grain of truth to the ancient lore, death and destruction followed the beast wherever it roamed. And it found its way into Finnea’s world. Where one tread, others would follow.

Man has arrived.

LeLUTKA EvoX FEMALE // Human & Elf Ears
HUD: 10 Colors & Metals (Hide Button for the Spikes on the HUD)
Location: Mainstore