by Sasha Scott
The tides had suffered a big change since I got my hands on the magic book. Just a short time ago there were five bully bitches bossing me around and using me as their servant; now we’re just down to two.
Piper and Tia are still hiding away in shame and embarrassment after their incidents and Tori is still serving as my personal magical test doll. That leaves only the queen bee and her right hand bitch in the pack.
When it was time for my payback Tori was simply in the right place at the right time. Piper and Tia had hobbies and activities I could exploit. Next up on my mental short list of targets was Riley, the second in command of the group. She offered a problem that the ones before her hadn’t, I had no idea what to do with her.
Despite the fact I had unwilling known Riley for years I didn’t know much about her despite the fact she followed Nicole around like an obedient puppy. She simply seemed to imitate the queen bee at every turn.
There was no big swimming focus, no part time model career, Riley was a mystery to me. Before I could target her I had to know just what to target, what could I do to deliver my ultimate slice of payback.
Well with a magic spell book in my possession it wouldn’t be too hard to find out.
The invisibility spell had really been the star performer of my spell book. Ever since I’d discovered it it had been the main weapon in my arsenal, a tool of ultimate freedom and total security.
Once again the power of invisibility was showing its worth as I decided to go with Riley back to her room. Of course she didn’t invite me but seeing as she nor anybody could see me I just followed her straight in.
I wasn’t sure if she was going to show me anything useful, or if it was going to be a dud and I was going to have to scout her room myself while she was absent. I was just going to see how things went and hope I got to see something useful. One thing I didn’t expect to see was what she actually did.
The moment she entered the room the little rich girl let out a large, relaxing, sigh and began to talk to herself.
“Finally, back home,” she said to her softly, words breathy, “It was always hard to endure but with the other three gone I can barely take it anymore.”
Right in front of my eyes she began to strip herself down out of her expensive clothes, the thin, beautiful brunette peeling off her shirt and out of her skirt until she was down to nothing but her underwear.
She climbed forward onto her bed, pulling her laptop with her which she flicked open and began to browse through. The contents of those folders she was scouring were lots and lots of pictures of the boss of their group, Nicole.
One hand dipped down between her legs, fingers crawling their way into those soft, silky, panties as another fished out a sock I actually recognized. It was one of Nicole’s which had gone missing not too long ago, one that I was blamed for stealing. So the one who actually stole it was Riley?
Riley pressed the fabric into her nose and began to inhale, her hand working furiously under her cotton breaches. I couldn’t completely confirm her actions but the way her hand was rocking around, stretching the fabric, it was pretty clear she was masturbating, masturbating to her own best friend!
“It’s still there,” she moaned out lustfully, “I can still smell it, my darling Nicky. How I wish I could smell you more. They’re all gone now, all the others are gone. Please notice me, notice me, notice me.”
I was hoping to find out she liked dancing or some sort of sport but I managed to discover something a lot more interesting instead; Riley had an obsessive love with Nicole.
Her hips kept on jerking in place as she pressed up into her own masturbating fingers, greedily snorting up the scent of her friend from her stolen slice of clothing while her eyes drunk in the images circulating on her computer screen. Was the Riley girl who had bullied me for all those years really such a freak?
“Nicky, oh Nicky,” she moaned to herself, and inadvertently me who was getting a front row seat to her confession, “I want to feel your lips on mine, I want to feel your body grinding into me. I want to kiss your feet and suckle between your legs. Oh Nicky please be mine!”
A squeal hissed from her lips as she twitched upwards, her entire body shaking and spasming in position as an orgasm rocked through the petite brunette as she began to cum hard.
Her eyes fluttered as her hips jerked in the air, knuckles still grinding those touches against her juicy slit and throbbing clit as she released an explosive orgasm into her own underwear and across the covers of her bed.
She fell back in exhaustion once she came down from that orgasmic high, panting heavily, gasping for air as her body rocked in such a prone, helpless position on the bed.
I grinned from ear to ear as I saw her glistened body smirking to herself, overcome with satisfaction. My method of attack had handed itself to me on a silver platter.
A few days later, once I’d managed to properly test my abilities and confirm everything was in order, I could finally hold back no longer and began the next operation in my one man personal vendetta against the bullies who had tormented me.
I’d had the satisfaction of following Riley back to her room every day to see her play with herself, over and over again, while she squealed out in lustful need for Nicole. Now it was time for me to enter stage left.
Things began like any other encounter with me hiding away while she dropped down onto her bed, playing with herself.
Her panties were soaked, juices gushing out and almost turning that fabric see through, letting me see the outline of those fingers rubbing over her own throbbing mound.
By now I could recognize her actions, I could see the moment when she was about to cum and once again I was right. The way she would tense up as her hips bucked up into the air sharply before a toe curling orgasm washed over her from top to bottom. It was incredible sexy every time I’d saw it, I’d had to use Tori to blow off a lot of steam after my scouting sessions but this time I would be staying right here to take care of my lust.
Riley stopped the automatic picture scroll on her laptop, stopping on a big picture of Nicole’s face. She leaned in close to the screen, her hot breaths rolling out.
“Hmm, you were amazing,” she moaned to herself as she pushed in even closer, giving the screen a soft kiss with her lips, right on the corresponding spot on the image. This was an opportune time for me.
“Well it looks like you had a lot of fun,” I said as I stood out from the shadows having brought down by invisibility cloak. However what she was wasn’t me, it wasn’t Derek the man servant.
“Nicky!” she squealed out in shock as her best friend appeared, my magic book giving me the power to duplicate the appearance of women, not just men.
I appeared exactly like Nicole. I looked like her, I was dressed like her and I sounded like her. Tori had even assured me that I smelt like her, perfect for a freak like Riley.
“That’s me,” I lied, leading her down into this unlikely fantasy.
“W-w-what are you doing here?” she eventually managed to stammer out, her voice quivering, quickly shutting her laptop as she tried to cover up her body.
“It’s too late to hide now,” I said to her with a smirk and a chuckle as I brushed my fingers across the long, silky, feminine sock she had forgotten to hidden and still had clutched in her hands, “So it was you who stole this from me? You stole my clothing so you could sniff it and masturbate like a sick pervert? I never knew my best friend was such a freak.”
Poor Riley was shaking. Her eyes were wide in shock and confusion and the red colour that had stained her face was quickly draining away to a solid white.
“But I… you see... I just…,” she said so much but didn’t actually manage to say anything, babbling to herself in confusion. This itself could have served as her payback but unfortunately for her I had something else in mind for my revenge.
However it was also fortunate as I moved in and pressed my lips into hers. For me it was a chance to taste the lips of the sweet, sexy girl who
had tormented me for so long. For her it was a chance to taste the lips of her obsession in a deep kiss.
“You could have just told me,” I said softly as I slowly parted our lips, having to push her face back as she tried to chase my mouth down, “because if you did I could have done this to you.”
I pushed her body back down onto the bed, sending her tumbling down onto her back. I may have been disguising myself as a girl but I still possessed all of my masculine strength and could overpower her easily.
With her down, vulnerable, I lifted a leg up and sunk it down onto the bed, pressing my sock coated foot against her face, toes pushing against her nose. There was a reason I had to get the smell just right after all.
Her hands wrapped around my leg as her hot breathing returned, as did the red color in her cheeks as she began to snort up the scent of those wiggling toes.
“It’s the real deal,” she moaned out, fingers caressing over my foot, grinding it against her cute features, “I’ve wanted this for so long!”
All this time she’d masqueraded herself as a prim and proper girl but really she was a complete and utter obsessive pervert.
“Don’t get too carried away yet,” I snarled down to her, watching her with a look of superiority burned into my expression, “we’re only just getting started.”
Usually when I wanted somebody to follow my commands I had to hypnotize them, I had to control their mind and bend their will. While disguised as Nicole I didn’t need to do such a thing to make Riley obey me. She was already hypnotized by her unhealthy obsession, she would give me anything I asked for as long as I took on the proper form.
Her wide, adoring, eyes looked up towards me. I had told her to strip down completely naked, finally letting me see her petite body completely in the nude. Then I asked her to get down onto the floor to worship my feet. It wasn’t particularly a kink of mine but it was something she seemed to be into, plus it wasn’t so bad the feeling of being served.
Riley rubbed her hands over my feet, massaging them softly, finally letting me see why women seemed to enjoy getting their feet rubbed so much.
She wrapped her lips around my toes, suckling on the digits in turn, her tongue sliding out to wrap around my skin, coating me in her drool as her soft moans flowed out. Sure it felt pleasant but it didn’t stop me from thinking of her as being a complete weirdo. I was the one with a magic book at my disposal and still she was the freaky one.
Riley continued to lavish my feet in approval and appreciation. She kissed, licked, sniffed, touched, stroked, she did everything she could to burn the memory, the shape, the smell, the taste into her mind for good. While this was just fun for me this was her dream come true.
“Your feet are so beautiful,” she’d moan up to me, hard for me to really appreciate when it wasn’t actually meant for me, yet it was amusing to see her saying such things.
“What about the rest of me?” I asked trying to egg her on, to entice more embarrassing words from her lips.
“Yes just like the rest of you! You’re so beautiful Nicky, I love you so much! Thank you for becoming mine.”
I gave her head a firm tap with my other foot, big toe slapping her right between the eyes as I growled down, “Oh no no no, I am not becoming yours. You are becoming mine.”
Her body practically shuddered in bliss as she heard me speak, I could feel her hands tighten around me as the words met her ears and a small squeal slipped from her soft lips.
“Yes, make me yours,” she groaned, rubbing her cheek against my foot, peppering the sole with soft, wet, kisses, “make me your lover, make me your wife, make me your girlfriend, please!”
Juices flowed down her soft thighs as her nipples were erect, her cheeks burning a bright red as the hot breaths flowed from her body; she was so turned on it was crazy. Then again her dream woman was standing in front of her.
I sighed as I sharply tugged my foot away from her face until she actually went ahead and married it. Sure having her play around, seeing her in such an embarrassing, subservient position was fun but what I really wanted was pleasure.
“You really are pathetic, desperate, needy; you know that right?” I said to her, scolding her as I pushed my legs upwards and slowly began to peel down the panties I was wearing in this illusionary state. It was all I’d been wearing after undressing to let her worship me but a quick strip later and like her I was completely naked.
With my body nude I laid back down onto the bed and spread my legs apart, showing off the treasure that she’d been waiting to see. Her eyes went wide and her breathing somehow managed to grow even heavier.
“Lick it,” I growled down to her, giving her the chance to finally live out her fantasies in the flesh.
She practically lunged me, clambering quickly between my spread legs, applying her lips against the waiting slit, Riley eager suckling on the mound before her eyes.
Obviously I’d tested it all out to see what sensations this would send surging through me. In my disguised state it felt just like she was sucking on my cock but before my eyes, and hers, she was licking her tongue against a waiting, pink, pussy.
She grunted and groaned noisily, messy sounds snorting out from the greedy pig as she began to eat me out eagerly. Her hands rested around my legs, cupping my thighs as she engulfed the hot feminine scent in the air and worshipped that wet mound.
I bit down on my bottom lip. The sensations, the pleasure, it was wonderful but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of hearing me moan. I wanted to keep my place atop of her, I wanted the chance to be worshipped.
“Good bitch,” I snarled down at her, finally getting to release my pent up frustrations on her, “this is what you’ve dreamed of right? Being pressed between my legs, eating me out.”
Riley tried to lift her head to reply to me but I grabbed a hold of her brown hair and pushed her tightly back down into my crotch with a low groan.
“No no no, I don’t want to hear you I want to feel your response. There are ways to reply with that mouth other than just speaking.”
She got the picture as she continued to suckle and lick over my body. Sure it felt good but it didn’t feel natural to me. Being disguised as a male photographer as one thing, a woman who I despised was another.
I allowed her to get my fill before I pulled her back by force, tugging her up by those long brunette locks, leaving her panting with juices dripping down from her lips, running down over her chin.
“You did good Riley but this isn’t enough to satisfy me. You’re going to satisfy all my desires, aren’t you?”
The quivering bitch nodded her head up and down sharply, panting like an eager puppy.
“Yes Nicky!” she moaned, “Anything, everything, I’ll do it.”
A smirk crawled across my lips as I chuckled, “Good girl, then let’s get you tied up.”
It took a bit of time but I’d set the stage. I’d already had a thorough enough tour of her room to know that she had quite a collection of sex toys hiding away. It wasn’t just a vibrator or two she had ropes, gags, handcuffs, whips; she really was one freaky girl.
Whipping her ass may have felt satisfying but I didn’t go there. Instead I handcuffed her hands behind her back and covered her eyes with a blindfold, stealing away her vision and her movement.
With her no longer able to see me I was free to return back to my normal body, no need to disguise myself as her girlfriend. All I had to do was set a precautionary spell into the air which would mask my voice into that female allure.
Riley didn’t say a word as she waited for me, bound and blindfolded, panting wildly as he exposed body leaked messy juices, eager for more time with her obsession. I obliged, in a fashion.
Something thick and hard kissed between her legs, up against her slit. It wasn’t like any of those toys she had, it didn’t have the cold touch of rubber. It was hot and it was meaty.
“Nicky?” she said back to me in a panicked tone.
“Hush, I can simply aff
ord a higher quality of toy than you can. Now let’s have some fun together.”
I groaned as I pushed my body in sharply, penetrating her soft slit with my hard cock. I’d been worked up by her kissing and licking so I was hard as a rock and already lubed up with enough saliva, and her dripping juices, to really pound into her from behind.
Her squeals filled the room in an instant as I didn’t ease her into it and instead used her roughly from the start. She was a crazy masochist bitch who loved to be used, who loved to be on the bottom. Being treated roughly with little care was perfect for somebody like her. The way her insides clung to me and gushed showed my logic to be correct.
“Nicky! Nicky!” she continued to squeal out with eager, lustful, moans as her body quivered in bliss from my impactful pounding into her soft, petite, body, “It feels so good! It’s nothing like any of the toys I have! Please Nicky use me more! Faster! Harder!”
