#bitchcraft

“That little conniving bitch. I’m actually a little impressed she had the guts. I was going to turn her into a warty little frog but I’ve got a better idea for my revenge.” Regina said smiling wickedly to her as she began her spell.

Meanwhile hundreds of miles away Holly was washing her hands in the bathroom when she felt a sudden increase to her body temperature. She gripped the sink and matched curiously as her chipped nails repaired themselves and became longer, pinker.

“Oh god what’s happening? Why to I have the strong urge to be mean all of a sudden?” She said to herself as she lifted up her hand to inspect the nails. That’s when she saw Regina standing behind her in the mirror. She quickly turned around but she wasn’t there.

Holly’s heart raced as she stared back into the mirror, only to see Regina's wicked smile staring back.

“You really thought you could get rid of me that easily?” Regina's voice echoed from the mirror.

“What do you want? What are you doing to me?” Holly said with anger trying to push set the fear in her voice.

“You wanted to take everything from me, and for the most part you were successful, but I’m here to give you the rest.” Regina said, her voice smug, eyes gleaming with malice.

Holly wanted to run but her feet stayed glued to the floor, her body rigid as she watched her reflection. A strange tingle spread through her chest, and when she looked down. Her shirt pulled tighter as her chest began to swell, and she gasped in horror, grabbing at it with trembling hands.

“No! This isn’t me!” She muttered, trying to will the changes away, but her words came out weak, almost unsure. The uncomfortable pressure didn’t stop. Her chest continued to grow, filling out her clothes in ways that made her feel foreign to herself.

“Oh yes yes yes make me a wicked bitch like you! No wait what am I saying? This place is much better without the likes of you around.” Holly said almost trying to convince herself.

Her hands flew to her lips next, a strange warmth spreading across them. She touched them in disbelief as they began to plump and swell, turning pouty and perfect. “No… stop it….” She whispered, but the feeling was less repulsive now, more… desirable. She stared at her reflection, her lips soft and full, curling into a wicked smile.

“These will look great wrapped around the captain of the football team’s dick. No! I have to fight this! Stop changing me!” Holly said to Regina in the mirror who smirked back at her.

“I can stop it but I know deep down you’re only enjoying it. And word to the wise, the best cock in the school belongs to Mr. Jones.” Regina said with a knowing grin.

Next, Holly’s wild untamable, messy red hair began to straighten. She reached up, trying to pull the strands back into their natural disarray, but they slipped through her fingers like silk, falling perfectly into place over her shoulders.

“Oh god…” Holly whispered, her voice trembling. But something shifted in her expression as she ran her fingers through the smooth, flawless strands. “It’s not… that bad, is it?”

“Now you’re getting it babe, being beautiful and mean fits you like a glove. You’ve been bullied for so many years, you know how to inflict the most damage don’t you? In fact you want to, don’t you? Let my bitch craft infect you.” Regina said.

“Yessss I’d be the perfect bully! I want to be an alpha bitch so bad! Teach me your evil ways and I’ll corrupt your old friends into the twisted bitches that they forgot they were! No! I don’t want that! Oh but it sounds so delicious just like my new big tits!” She said grabbing at her new chest pleasurably.

Holly’s eyes returned to her reflection, but instead of shock, she found herself lingering, admiring. Her skin had become flawless, her body curvier, her lips pouty and seductive. The unease that had gripped her moments ago slipped away, replaced by a superiority and a sense of purpose.

“Oh why was I fighting this so hard. This school needs a new queen bee, so why can’t it be me. It should be me! I am now the hottest slut here after all.” Holly said putting a hand on her hips an adopting a naturally bitchy stance.

Regina’s voice echoed through the room. “There she is... the new queen.”

“No! Not yet! Change my clothes! These are too dorky to function! Give me short! Give me tight! Give me delicious pink!” Holly purred.

“Try it yourself babe. Channel the bitchcraft I put inside of you.” Regina grinned. Holly closed her eyes and pictured the outfit she wanted.

She quickly felt her baggy jeans cling tight to her waist as the legs merged and flowed quickly upwards into a short plaid skirt. Her oversized hoody turned pink and shrunk to a size more fitting her feminine figure. Her plain white shirt remained unchanged, as her new boobs were drawing the eye exactly as she desired.

“Mmmm perfect. This power feels exquisite. Thanks babe, I wish I had never got you expelled, we could have made a bitchy coven.” Holly said as she primped her appearance in the mirror.

“Don’t be hon, one queen bee is enough for one school. Besides I like a challenge and being sent to an all girls boarding room is opening my eyes to so many possibilities and new experiences. You just focus on being the baddest bitch you can be.” Regina said with a wink before disappearing leaving only Holly’s reflection.

Holly smiled wickedly, eyes gleaming. “I think it’s time everyone at school learned who’s in charge now, starting with the best cock in the place.”

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Mr. Jones was into hour two of grading papers when he decided to call his wife to tell her he’d be late. The phone was ringing when he heard his door creak open. The sound of her clicking heels on the ground was what drew his eyes to her legs first and he followed them up to the tiny skirt she wore.

By the time he reached her perfect tits he was infatuated with her. The infatuation was shook for only a moment as he saw the magnificent body belonged to Holly, the once timid and nerdy girl.

“Hello Mr. Jones, I’m here for my tutoring session.” She purred biting her lip at him.

“H-Holly, you’re top of the class already. You’ve had straight A’s for two semesters in a row already.” He said as she stalked over to him. He gulped loudly as she approached.

“A’s are good, but everyone once and awhile it helps to get a good D.” She grinned as she sank to the floor under his desk. Mr. Jones didn’t even have time to protest before her pink lips were wrapped around his cock. It was also at that moment his wife picked up.

“Oh hi honey, just wanted to let you know I’ll be late tonight. How late? Maybe an hour.” He said, struggling not to moan. However Holly want happy with hearing it would only be an hour of fun so suck his member tightly.

“Oooohhhhhooooorrrrr I maybe two hours.” He said trying to cover his groan. Holly could make two hours work.

“Anyway darling, have to go, a student needs me.” He said quickly hanging up the phone. Holly loved the taste of his cheating cock and couldn’t wait to sample other cocks. She had so much time to catch up on, so many men to steal.