After some eye opening moments.

“I wish you would start to notice my wishes happening after this, but not suspect that I have used it on you.”

Walking over towards one of the gym's locker room entrances, she raised her hand and pointed towards it, “I wish the inside of this locker room would become like the fantasy described to me, but also come full of appropriate equipment and gear.”

She looked back at Tiffany, who stared at her confused. Alex had been toying with the idea of restoring her memories as well, but decided starting lightly like this would be the best way to go. Tiffany was becoming such a pervert, like her, and the idea of someone appreciating what she was doing was rather enticing. She should give her more time to settle into this reality and really appreciate being in touch with her perverted side before showing her what her life actually used to be like before being changed.

“Tiffany, come see what I did with this locker room!”

Tiffany was starting to doubt Alex had someone coming to help her out. She kept stringing her along and with all the fantasizes she mumbled. She began to wonder if Alex might be a bit out of it. So when Alex said she was going to fulfill the promise, Tiffany was a bit wary of what she might do. Was Alex going to try to do some weird role-play, or try to tease her as she did with Jessica? Might be hot, but not what she was hoping for right now.

“I wish the inside of this locker-room would become like the fantasy described to me, but also come full of appropriate equipment and gear.”

Or she is just crazy. Tiffany thought, staring at Alex.

“Tiffany, come see what I did with this locker room!”

Tiffany was not sure if she should humor her or not. They shared many interests, and man could Alex get her motor going even with just words, but she was starting to seem a bit unhinged...

Alex pushed through a black padded, saloon-like batwing door to get inside.

Wait... that was not there a moment ago.

Confused Tiffany stepped through, the padded door giving way as she pushed through.

The walls were different then what you would expect in a locker room. They were dyed like a starry night, flecks of reflective white in a sea of black. The lights had an additional set beside the currently off original ones. New low lights, enough to make the lustrous paint shine but keeping the level low, were intertwined around the original set and wired to their own switch. The lockers were gone, and various bits of equipment were spread around the room, most of which Tiffany had only seen in bondage stores or online. Hooks and chains similar to the swing from her fantasy hung from the ceiling, while an equipment bar, in a bizarre parody of what this place should be, had equipment ranging from spreader bars to weighted restraints.

A large mattress with points to attach restraints on the edges occupied another corner of the room, while the former laundry area appeared to have changed into a wardrobe of exotic apparel. Latex bodysuits, straitjackets, and fetish maid outfits were some of the ones that stood out to her.

“H-h-how?” Tiffany was having trouble comprehending how all this came to be. She grabbed what appeared to be a pair of restraints on the wall, shocked at the feeling of the cold metal of the chain and of the leather cuff confirming that they were real.

“Isn't it clear Tiff? Magic. I get what I want.” Alex flashed a smile towards her, before going back to examine a strange triangular bench with similar restraints along the side

“Well I don't know what a lot of this is, but I am sure it will be perfect for you... The club sex dungeon!” Alex giggled at that, stepping behind a wall into the area where the showers should be.

Magic? Her rational mind wanted to fight that assumption, but part of her could not help but believe it. Is... she a witch? Did Jessica know about this? Did she do something to Cassie?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a yell coming from the gym, “Hello? Anyone here?”

Wait... Chris?

“It's time, Tiffany!”Alex said, popping out of the shower area. “I'm gonna go talk to him.”

“Wait...” She hesitated, feeling flustered on the spot and trying to voice her mind, “He... I mean Sam and...”

“Don't worry about it, Tiff!" Alex chirped, "Won't matter in our club! Just strip down, imagine how you want him to play with you, and decide how to get ready!”

She knew she should have fought more, but the anticipation of what was going to happen held her focus. Something strange was going on with Alex, and whatever she meant by 'magic', but it paled in comparison to the thought of someone finally taking her. She flexed her muscles around the toy in her rear again, visualizing Chris taking it out of her, or even what he would say when he saw it.

Would he then realize she was as bad as Alex? Would he leave and tell Sam... ruining her hard-built reputation and friendships, putting her on the same level as the Creep, or would he take control, use her for his pleasure, and hold this over her in secret?

Between these thoughts, Alex had beamed towards her as she passed, satisfied at how enraptured Tiffany was getting in these fantasies. The formerly high and mighty cheerleader brought down to her level of perverseness.

Tiffany began to disrobe in the locker room, thinking of the possibilities as she began to tease herself. Giving one of her nipples a pinch, and sliding a hand against her damp flow... her pussy after sliding her jeans off, she teased her folds with a finger, rubbing against the outer lips before sliding the tip in. She had forgotten she had been going commando since Alex took her panties, and gave it to Jessica or something like that, and with her other hand she took off her bra, tossing it in with the pile of clothes at her feet.

If Chris told Sam about this and ruined her... well everyone might look down on her, but she could be free to explore these interests she hid from everyone. So many people would jump at the chance to 'make it' with a disgraced cheerleader. Shaking her head, she cleared it of the imagery. She kept getting lost up there, her mind wanting to run wild with these fantasies, but she remembered she still had to decide how to start — the many devices and toys offered many options for how she wanted to do this.