by Sasha Scott
The length and shape of her black top didn’t change at all but the texture did. Instead of being a thick fabric it changed into nothing more than a net, mesh, coating that exposed everything that was hidden beneath, which included her bra that struggled to contain her huge breasts.
Her modest white bra also began to change, turning a bright pink in colour, the fabric shrinking down into a small, slutty, bikini top that only hid her nipples and left the rest of her tits exposed.
That skirt she’d been wearing also turned into a hot pink, the bottom gaining a white frill. The skirt shrunk smaller and smaller until it exposed almost all her ass and even her pussy which was soon only hidden by a black thong.
Even the parts of her body which didn’t hide anything shifted. Her knee high socks became fishnet stockings and her black boots transformed into white platform heels.
As soon as the transformation ended I turned the corner, just in time to hear and see her squeal out, arms covering her body to try and hide her modesty.
“Hey I’m not that frightening,” I said, once again hiding my knowledge.
“My clothes…” was all she could say, the volume drained from her voice as she stuttered out on quivering breaths.
“What about your clothes?” I asked her, grinning on the inside.
“Don’t play stupid!”
“I’m not playing stupid, is it your head again. Here, drink this.”
She looked at me, unsure, for a few moments before she snatched up the cup and drank it down quickly, looking back down at herself like she expected magic herself, clothes and body poofing back to normal. There was no poof and simply a continuation of affairs.
“It didn’t help at all,” she whined, dressed like some sort of common street walking prostitute, “What am I going to do? I can’t go out like this, I can’t let people see me like this.”
Her and her friends had watched me squirm for years, finally I was seeing one of them getting a taste of their own medicine.
Tori’s eyes finally cast themselves upon me and using the arm that wasn’t draped across her own chest in a desperate attempt to hide her bust she pointed at my chest.
“Your shirt, give it to me.”
I raised an eyebrow at her, “Excuse me?”
“Shirt, give it. I need it, now. And I mean right now.”
She was looking into me with fierce scowling eyes. I sighed, there was only one way to go along with this. I put the magic book down onto the nearby table and stripped off my shirt, exposing my toned abs, throwing the loose fitting top to her.
“Here, put that on then,” the half naked bully quickly complying, wiggling herself into the top which acted like a dress on her body.
Her face was still irritable as the size of her chest was still clearly huge through the fabric and the base didn’t cover quite as much as she desired it to do.
“The coast, check it’s clear,” she ordered of me; handing me another chance to make use of my spell book.
“I’ll take a quick look,” I told her, taking the book and vanishing around the corner. It was time to strike her with a finishing blow, something that would really complete my payback.
I flicked through the pages of the book, trying to find one last spell that would interest me, one last spell which would satisfy my desires. Finally I stumbled upon something that me feel giddy inside. Tori wasn’t going to know what hit her.
When I returned she was looking at me with an impatient stare, tapping her foot into the ground in frustration.
“What took so long?” she scowled at me, still hugging her arms tightly to her body in a show of protection.
“I was making sure it was clear, you wouldn’t wanna be seen, would you?”
She closed her eyes slowly, backing down from her anger before she asked in a low voice, “Well, is it?”
“Yep, the library is totally empty, nobody else inside. So can I have my shirt back yet?”
Tori thought it through, fidgeting on the spot before nodding her head, peeling it off her sexual body, throwing it back over to me, “Fine, I don’t know how you could stand wearing something so hot anyway. Let’s go.”
She began to march on leading the way. There was a reason she was so eager to give up the shirt to me, I’d cast a spell on her body to make her feel excruciatingly hot. I could see the sweat dripping down her body and hear the way her breathing had grown heavier.
It was one of three spells I had cast on her. The second spell was one to assist the first. It inhibited her logic to the level where she’d rather strip down that be too warm, no matter what consequences could logically be waiting.
The third was a spell of hypnosis and the one I’d seen that triggered the grand plan in my mind. The spell helped to cloud her vision and masked every person from her senses. Deep down she’d know where they were, so she wouldn’t clatter into anybody, but as far as she was concerned nobody was there.
That spell was why she could strut through the library with no worries about her skimpy, slutty, sweaty body revealing itself in a far too small stripper outfit despite the fact that in reality the eyes of a full library was watching her as she stepped from the shadows into the main hall.
Tori saw empty tables and chairs, I saw a lone slut walking through a sea of onlookers, ogling her sexy wiggling curves with every strut.
“So hot,” I heard her complain, me keeping far enough behind her to hear but so I didn’t seem like her partner.
In the middle of the packed hall she saw as empty, flapping at her outfit as the heat cooked her body she began to strip more.
She gripped the bottom of her net mesh shirt and pulled it up over her head, stripping the airy yet heavy fabric from her body, flinging it carelessly to the ground.
A few steps later, the heat only growing over time, she did something similar with her incredible short skirt. She unhooked the side and let it fall down her long, thick, legs, stepping out of the material pretty much just flaunting herself in the library in nothing but a bikini.
Still she wafted her hand up and down over her neck as the sweat kept dripping down her soft, exposed, flesh.
“Ah still so warm, need to expose more,” she idly groaned at herself as her fingers reached down to peel up her bikini top. It was my time to strike. I casted a new spell to cancel my three previous.
Suddenly her vision returned to normal and she found the library full, all looking at her as she was stripping herself down, just about to peel herself out of her top.
She stood still in the middle of the room, all eyes on her, her body shaking in the place as her eyes bulged open. While her mind would struggle processing everything that had happened she could at least get so much rather simply; she’d just stripped down and was now in a bikini in the middle of the library.
Her face flushed an explosive shade of red as she released a squeal that this time wouldn’t be hidden by a favourable location, her arms covering over her front as she began to run with all she speed she could handle with platform heels for footwear.
I watched her figure shrink as she dashed away from me a satisfied grin curling over my lips. After years I’d finally managed to get just a small bit of payback on that group of bullies who had made my life miserable for years.
However Tori was just the smallest fry in the group there were still four over bitches who had yet to receive their just deserts. However with the magic book at my disposal finally the ball was in my court and the advantage belonged to me.
Finally it was time for me to have the fun.
The Invisible Trainer
Despite the fact that I had gotten my first slice of conquest over the group of female bullies who had used me as their man slave all the way through school their relationship towards me didn’t change, they still seemed content to order me around.
However that was to be expected. There were rumors about Tori and her revealing herself in the library but all the stories were told on faint whispers and small snippets; it was hard fo
r the girls to get an actual idea about what had happened to her especially as they hadn’t seen her for a full week.
They’d ask me time after time if I knew anything about it seeing as I was supposed to be there in the library that day but I just played innocent and claimed I didn’t know a thing despite the fact it had been me who had orchestrated the whole thing.
Nicole and her minions easily believed me finding me far too harmless to suspect, not that they’d have any reason to suspect the incident was down to me and a magical spell book that I’d discovered. But not only was I the source of Tori’s moment of social collapse I also knew exactly where she was and had been for the last week.
After all she was currently staying with me.
After Tori had fled the scene of the library I abandoned my duties of being a slave to the bitches, fetching all their books, and instead chased down the fleeing female.
Naturally there was only one place a half dressed girl, shaking her oversized slutty assets, was going to go when she wanted to hide herself and that was back to her room in the dorms.
While the dorms were a no go zone for the opposite sex beyond a certain hour it was to enter them during the day which meant I didn’t draw too much attention heading inwards; giving it enough time where the eyes would have peeled off the stage exit of the exhibitionist slut who had came running through.
With the coast clear, once I’d managed to track down which room was hers, I knocked on the door and beckoned her attention.
“Go away!” was the whine I heard hissed at me from the other side of the door.
A closed door and a girl on the other side refusing to open? Nothing that my magic book and me couldn’t overcome! All I had to do was ask for a lockpicking spell and the book began to open itself, flicking through its pages onto the spell I needed. A quick incantation later and I was heading through the door.
“What are you doing here!?” she squealed at me, “How did you get in here!?”
Before opening the door I’d gotten my book to flip to a new page of interest. Quickly I cast the spell and froze her in place. My magic book was simply far too powerful.
With her standing there, covering her body with a large sweatshirt, completely frozen stiff with the magic only her eyes seemingly able to move I casually flicked through the pages on my book until I arrived at the sort of spell I required.
Looking deep into her eyes I drilled a command into her thoughts.
“When I snap my fingers your body will unfreeze and you will follow me back to my dorm room without saying a word.”
I snapped my fingers. Instantly I had an obedient girl following after me. Now I had a way to hide the evidence and a model to further test my magical powers on; it was a perfect combination.
Tori had spent the week as my magical plaything. If I wanted to give a proper dose of revenge to the rest of those bullies I needed to make sure I was fully aware of just what I could perform using the magic of my book and her body and mind were the perfect test subjects.
I returned to my room after another long day of serving their whims; they may have been enjoying themselves using me as their tool but the knowledge that I was going to turn the tables and make them pay for everything kept my spirits up as I lulled them into a false sense of security, the calm before the storm.
As I closed the door I heard the thud of Tori dropping down onto her knees in front of me.
Her body, still overly sexualized with those huge, soft, breasts and that wide, thick, ass looking up at me adoringly, her thick lips curled into a smile as her eyes glowed with a pink glint, a sign she was under my spell.
“Welcome back master,” she said to me, following the hypnotic commands I had used to entwine and enslave her brain, “Do you want me to service you today like usual?”
I grinned as I unbuckled my jeans, unhooking the fabric and letting it tumble down around my ankles before doing the same with my boxers, exposing my shaft with was quickly growing hard from the sight of a deeply hypnotized, completely naked sexy slut in front of me.
“Yes just like always, worship me slave.”
Her hands grasped a hold of my hips as she moved in closer to me, kissing her thick lips against the head of my shaft, lathering my manhood in her slurping, bubbling drool as her mouth parted open and enveloped me in her soft embrace.
Tori had given me the same service every day that I returned from the room, the perfect stress release from a hard day of playing the role of errand boy.
She squeezed her fat lips down around my girth, slurping tightly as her head rolled up and down along the full length of my shaft, her saliva drooling out to gloss me and make it easier for her to stroke my erection in her embrace, tongue lavishing my male pride like I was a sweet tasting lollipop for her to slurp up.
I moaned as my hands rested on her head, back pressed into the door as her head bobbed forwards and back along my cock, my erection nestled tightly between the thick dick sucking pillows she used to wash me in pleasure.
Before finding the magic book and taking Tori back to my room as my slave I was a guy who had never tasted the satisfying feeling of the female form. Now thanks to my eager magic slut I was addicted, my manhood throbbing with thick bulging veins, eager to release a thick, steamy load of hot cum deep into her mouth.
My fingers curled up into her brunette hair, holding her tightly as I pulled her in deeper, dragging those soft lips down along my length until finally they nestled tightly into my lap, my cock being hugged in the vice like confines of her throat.
I threw my head back, a loud smack echoing through the room as I pounded into the wood, gritting my teeth together as I let out a low animalistic growl.
“Here it comes slave, I’m cumming,” I grunted out as my manhood pulsed in place and suddenly erupted.
My body jerked in place, hips bucking against her soft lips, down into the depths of her body as I unleashed spray after spray of hot thick cum into her throat, bathing her stomach in a show of my masculinity, marking her body with my semen.
Hot breaths rolled from my lips as I panted for air, chest pulsing as the energy drained through me, Tori cleaning the last remnants of my orgasm from my manhood, licking up all that she could take.
I curled my fingers around in her hair as she took the last suckles of my cock before slowly peeling her lips back, releasing her hold on my member.
“Good slave,” I told her with a satisfied grin across my face, “and I have more good news as well. Tomorrow my counter attack against your bitch friends begins.”
Her tongue slowly licked over her lips as she looked up to be with those glowing pink eyes, “Huh?”
“It seems your buddy Piper has a big swimming competition tomorrow. Of course I haven’t been invited but I’m going to be there anyway. They just aren’t going to know it.”
My testing had opened a world of options for how I was going to embarrass all of them to pay them back for their crimes against me. Piper was the next one who was going to feel my wrath and I knew exactly how I was going to do it.
The sun was high in the sky for a glorious Saturday afternoon. Today was a big day for the entire swimming team as it was the day they would all compete together for their chance to represent the university in upcoming competitions.
Piper had been the top swimmer back at our school and here in university she was keeping up that trend as one of the stars of the team. She was one of the favorites to come out victorious and earn her place on the competitive team.
There was a good turn out in the stands, the campuses outside pool a perfect venue thanks to the top weather conditions which gave the best spectator seats. Flocks of students from all corners of the university were there to watch and that included the bully bitches who I still needed to get my payback on.
While they always wanted me with them when they needed me to do things for them, to complete their homework or buy them snacks, they didn’t require my presence in any social situations so I was not invited to come.
In fact if I’d brought it up I’m sure they would have voiced for me to stay away. However I was there they just didn’t know it.
I walked across the edge of the pool, in front of the crowd, but nobody paid me any attention whatsoever. It wasn’t a surprise really seeing as I’d used the magic book to hide myself under a cloak of invisibility.
I’d tested the spell on myself using Tori as a guinea pig and she hadn’t been able to see a thing; the crowd was the same way. I could wave my hand in front of their eyes and they didn’t react; I was completely invisible.
