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You are Anna, a young witch-in-training who practices her transformative powers at College

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Chapter #7

Poetic justice

    by: Dragos Drakkar Author IconMail Icon
Fine, he has no sense of personal boundaries and he thinks my thong looks too tight, let’s see him deal with this Anna thought as the book offered up what seemed to be the perfect spell.

The pervert perhaps had some vague inkling that something was very wrong as he took a step backwards. That was all the further he got though before a wave of energy shot out of the curvy young woman in front of him, followed by a deafening crack and a blast of smoke. When Anna dropped her arm, rather than seeing the young man, all there was drifting through the smoke was a little black lacy thong. It fell to the ground and lay completely still as the last of the smoke was scattered by the light breeze winding through the trees. Anna hadn’t been sure how exactly the spell was going to work, but as she hesitantly picked up her creation, she thought it turned out rather well. She wasn’t sure if the creep was still aware in his new form or not, but she didn’t really care much at this point.

Slipping the thong into a pocket and tucking the book under her arm, Anna grabbed her coffee cup from the bench before heading out again, this time back for her room. The attention she got along the way was even more intense than before, more than a few triple takes mixed in with the already frequent double takes, and she could tell that plenty of eyes were on her breathtaking booty as she walked past. The encounter with that guy at the pond left her more than a little rattled, so she was glad when she finally shut the door to her room behind her.

Stripping down, she spent more than a little time exploring her new body, savoring the plush curves her magic had brought about. Her eyes caught time and again on her newly formed panties though, and eventually she decided to finally give in. The material was silky soft to her touch and felt nearly as light as air. The thin little waistband slid easily up her legs, holding tight without being painfully so. With a few final adjustments, Anna looked over herself once she had them on. She was struck at how the new panties teased her just slightly, not enough to cause distraction, but it was constantly just noticeable. Her fingers traced over where the waistband curved high over her curvy hips and down to the little triangle of material at the front.

I hope you enjoy your new situation you freak Anna idly mused as she turned around to get a good view how the thong highlighted the twin moons of her rump.

Her attention finally returned to the broken bra she had discarded earlier; it felt like it had been such a long time since then. Several spells later, the formerly broken and ill-fitting garment had been repaired and changed to suit both her body and her latest panty acquisition. Slipping it on, the young witch was thankful for the support it provided. With that done, she turned her attention back to the spell book, looking through and making note of the spells that caught her eye; there were just so many possibilities. So lost in flipping through the thin pages that she didn’t realize the time till her stomach let out a hungry grumble; Anna realized that except for the coffee she hadn’t had anything since breakfast that morning.

After stretching her arms over her head and getting the kinks out of her neck, Anna got dressed and headed out. The early evening air was starting to cool prompting goose bumps to start to appear as well as her nipples to stiffen and show despite the bra. Heading to one of the on-campus restaurants, Anna placed her order before sitting down and waiting. She met some of her fellow students that had a similar craving during this time, getting to know some of them and getting to know the school as well. She hadn’t realized how much she had been eating till she bade them goodbye and stood up to leave, that’s when she noticed how stuffed she felt. Thinking back, she couldn’t remember which one was plying her with more food: the redheaded Sarah or the dark haired William. Both were rather affectionate and seemed to want to outdo the other in tempting her with “one more thing” that turned into so much more.

Anna barely managed to make it back across the relatively short section of the campus before stripping down again and flopping into bed. Much welcomed sleep crashed over her, her body eager to recover the energy she had spent earlier in the day. She even almost missed the alarm come the morning and had to rush in order to get cleaned up and ready for the first day of classes. Darting between others going about their business, Anna hurriedly scarfed a microwave meal she managed to grab while also balancing the books she would need—including the spell book hidden between two of the textbooks. With barely a minute to spare, Anna breathlessly arrived at the room for her first class.

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