Invite Sandy Home

“You know, Sandy, there’s a lot fun we can have if we could get some privacy.”

Sandy’s eyes went wide! “Wait… you mean like, um… naughty stuff? I don’t know…”

“Not necessarily. Buuuuuut… I don’t know how this would turn out if people saw us using literal magic out in public. I think we may have done enough of that already. What do you say? Do you want to disappear, just you and me, and play with real magic?”

Sandy smiled. “I mean, YEAH! I’ve never seen magic before! Well, not real, actual magic! I can’t pass this up!”

Amy remembered that the police might still be looking for her following the incident with her former lovers, not to mention the trail of stuck victims along the waterfront trail. It would probably be a good idea to stay away from her place.

“So… my roommate’s home though. She’s a little, uh… should I say nosey? I don’t suppose you have a place to yourself, do you, Sandy?”

“Ohh! Uhh…” Sandy’s eyes sank in an almost begging way. “So, you see… I’m usually a little cautious about inviting strangers over to my home. I’m totally sorry, I know this sounds rude! But I promise it’s not you! I’ve had things happen before, and I just… um… I get uncomfortable with the idea that…”

“Sandy! It’s okay! We’re already not total strangers! I’m another girl, not some dude who’s going to try to get handy. Us girls have to… stick together… right?”

Sandy laughed nervously.

“Besides, I’ve already shown you my freaking magic wand! This could be a dangerous secret if it got out. I’ve put a lot of trust in you, and you know I don’t do that for just anyone.” Amy looked deeply into Sandy’s eyes. “I trust you, Sandy! I don’t know why, but I can just tell you’re someone I can trust. Can you trust me, too, Sandy?”

“Well… heh… yeah.” Sandy looked back at her and smiled. “Yeah, I suppose I can trust you. And I do want to see what your magic wand can do! All right, we can go to my place! It’s just a short bus ride away. Buuuuut… there’s one condition.”

“Anything!”

Sandy held up her right hand, palm forward.

“We make the whole trip together hand in hand… STUCK!”

“Deal! What do you want? Handcuffs? Stretchy glue? Superglue?”

“How about just… stuck? Like, our skin just can’t come apart. Is that something it can do?”

“Absolutely!” She pointed the wand at Sandy’s outheld hand. “Hands stuck together until we walk through Sandy’s front door!” she announced, as she visualized what she wanted to happen.

Sandy bit her lip in anticipation as Amy held out her left hand. She carefully lined up their palms and pressed them together. Amy’s hand was a little larger, but it was still a good match. They felt nothing out of the ordinary… until they tried pulling their hands apart. All of their skin, from their palms all the way up to their outstretched fingertips, was solidly stuck together! There was absolutely nothing between their skin, no glue or slime or anything else, yet their skin absolutely refused to come apart!

A wide grin formed over Sandy’s face, which only continued to widen as she started tugging, harder and harder. Amy laughed and started pulling back. Soon, they were both giggling and tugging for all they were worth. The strangest thing was even with their strongest pulling, they never felt any pain or even discomfort. They got the feeling that even if they pulled with enough **** to rightfully rip the flesh from their bones, their hands would still miraculously stay together.

After a couple of minutes, they finally eased up, as they hunched over and panted for breath. They had put up quite a struggle, and had enjoyed it very much!

“Amy, could I see it for a little bit?”

“The wand? No, I’ll use it. I can have it do anything you want me to.”

“I thought we trusted each other. Come one, just one little thing. Please?” Sandy smiled, hopefully.

“Not now. I think we’d better get a move on. We may have attracted enough attention already. Better not use any more magic until we can get somewhere safe. But once we’re at your place…” Amy paused for emphasis, smiling teasingly, “this wand can do AN-Y-THING stuck-related you can put into a sentence! Or even imagine!”

Sandy almost whimpered in anticipation!

***

When they boarded the bus, they were lucky enough to find two seats next to each other. As they rode, Sandy kept tugging playfully at their connected hands. She’d lift a single finger and watch as Amy’s adjoining finger was pulled along with it. Or she would gently tug her palm away, feeling the tugging sensation on her skin. Then she’d look up at Amy with a fascinated grin. Sandy seemed to be enjoying this even more than Amy was!

After a few minutes, Sandy rested the side of her head on Amy’s shoulder. “So, tell me about yourself, Amy,” she asked as she continued to toy absent-mindedly with their attached skin. “And how did you get your hands on a literal magic wand?”

“The wand? I just kind of found it. It was just lying there on the sidewalk the other day, if you can believe it. I don’t even know what prompted me to pick it up. I think it wanted me to. I think it chose me, Sandy.”

“And what did you do before you were the keeper of a mysterious magic wand? What were you doing with you life?”

Amy took a large breath as she thought about what story she wanted to give Sandy. She had several. Sandy sounded like the sweet, sensitive type.

“So, I’m studying to become a vet.”

“Oh! You like animals?”

“Well, yeah. But I also like people, and animals help people. They really do!”

“Yeah, they’re our little buddies! I wish my apartment allowed pets. Even a hamster. How’d you decide you wanted to be a vet?”

“Well… this is a little bit personal. I mean, I trust you enough. It’s just that I don’t want to unload all this on you when we’ve barely known each other for an hour. I don’t want to burden you.”

“What? No, that’s fine! You can tell me. If it’s important to you, it’s important to me!”

“Well, okay. It’s my older brother. He’s had depression since high school, and he suffered from it bad. He had a hard time adapting when he moved out on his own, and he made some suicide threats. His therapist recommended an emotional support animal, so we got him a cat. And it helped! He loved that thing! It didn’t just give him love; it gave him a purpose! A small one, but a purpose none the less.”

“Aww! Animals are so great!”

“Yeah, well there was a problem. Nobody knew it at the time, but the cat was born with a heart condition. It came up a little over a year after he got her, after he had become really attached. The condition was fixable, but the operation was going to cost something like sixteen-thousand dollars!”

“Holy moly!”

“There was no way my family could come up with that kind of money at the drop of a hat. That shitty veterinarian clinic… they wouldn’t do a single thing if we couldn’t pay! The cat survived a few more months, but eventually passed away. Barely a week later, my brother… he…”

Amy trailed off. She knew she wasn’t great at fake crying, so she simply lowered her head and pretended to be unable to continue speaking. She tensed up her muscles for effect.

“Oh my god! Amy, I’m so sorry to hear that! I can’t believe they wouldn’t help him!”

Amy clenched the back of her throat to simulate having a lump there. When she spoke, it sounded somewhat labored. “So, that’s… that’s why I want to become a vet. Our pets… they can mean the world to us, and even mean life or ****. I don’t want anyone else in the world to have to be in that situation ever again!”

“Oh, you’re such a kind, wonderful person, Amy! It’s no wonder I came to trust you so quickly!”

Sandy was sniveling far better than Amy could have pretended to, and hugged her tightly with her free hand. Amy could swear she felt wetness soaking into her shoulder. She smiled devilishly! Like twine around her finger!

***

They got off the bus, hand in hand, and Sandy began leading Amy to her place. Amy’s heart began pounding with excitement! All the things she could do to Sandy! She would have this beautiful creature all to herself, with a magic wand that could do almost anything!

Sandy seemed excited, too! Her hands shook as she fumbled for the keys to her apartment. She opened the door and guided Amy through. Immediately, their hands slid apart.

“OH! Ha! I forgot about that!” Sandy said. “Aw, I kind of miss it.”

“Don’t worry about that! Now that we’re alone, there’s so much more we can do!” Amy announced as she slammed the door behind her, then drew Sandy in close for a kiss.

Sandy seemed surprised by the kiss, but allowed it. “What should we do?” she asked, beside herself with excitement?

“Anything… we… want!” Amy declared, proudly.

With that, she grabbed Sandy by the hips and guided her down to a heavy, wooden chair she had in the corner. Amy brought out her wand.

“Butt stuck to the chair!”

Sandy tried to get up, then shrieked with shock and amusement! She gripped the armrests and pushed off as she struggled to stand up, but her butt simply could not be lifted off the chair!

“Oh my god! That’s so freaky! My butt just suddenly got stuck! ERRRRRRR! Holly moly, it’s STRONG! I can’t get up! Errrrrrr, ERRRRRRRRR!!! Geez, it even works through my clothes!”

As Amy started to get aroused as she watched her victim struggle helplessly in place. “You like it?” she asked after a minute or two.

“I do! But… I was kind of hoping we’d use the wand on… you know… each other… together. Maybe… skin to skin like on the bus?” Sandy looked away, shyly.

“Oh, we will. But first things first. Let’s present that beautiful skin!”

Amy made sure to set the wand down well out of Sandy’s reach, then knelt down in front of her chair and kissed her again, placing her hands on her sides. She slowly moved her hands up, reached around behind her, and found the clasp to her dress. She undid it, and slid the dress’s frilly shoulders down her arms. Sandy gasped, but did not resist. When the top of her dress was down around her hips, she pulled her arms out of the sleeves, and sat there in her bra. Amy slid her hands up and down Sandy’s bare skin before reaching around for her bra strap.

“Hey… hey… hold on, Amy! Um… I think you might be moving a little fast for me. Could I keep that on for now, please? I’m really sorry!”

It took all of Amy’s willpower to stop. Damnit! Sandy’s breasts looked larger inside her bra than her dress had shown off. She wanted to see those things bare so badly it almost hurt!

“Sandy… you’re so beautiful! You have absolutely nothing to hide… nothing to be ashamed of! Wouldn’t you love to show off your beautiful, true self?”

“Heh. Amy, I said no,” Sandy declared uncharacteristically firm for herself. Amy scowled in annoyance for a moment, but then remembered her manners.

“Yeah? Well how about this?” Amy offered, as she got up and jiggled the wand temptingly in her fingers. “If you let me take your bra off, I’ll do anything you want with this. Remember? An... y… thing… you want!”

Sandy thought for a moment, biting her lower lip as she fought the temptation. She was clearly aroused, too. Her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed unable to sit still. “Maybe. But I’m not going to be the only one topless. You’re still fully dressed, it seems. Fine, if you take your bra off first, I’ll take mine off. That way I won’t feel so naked.”

Amy sighed. “Fine, have it your way.” As she slid her shirt up and over her head, she couldn’t help but think of Lilith, the demon who was banished from paradise for insisting on being equals with the one who was supposed to be in charge. She hesitated before unclipping her bra, but not because she was modest about her breasts. It felt like Sandy was toying with her… making Amy earn the rights to her body instead of giving it to her freely. With notably unceremonious movements, Amy unhooked her bra and threw it to the floor.

“There. Your turn.”

Sandy, as promised, reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. As she lowered the garment down, her breasts seemed to expand under the newfound freedom. The cups slid away to reveal the smoothest, widest pink areolas Amy could remember seeing! So soft and kissable! She could feel herself getting wet.

Sandy looked up at her and smiled warmly, but suddenly seemed concerned.

“Amy, if you’re uncomfortable, we can put our tops back on. Nothing we do should make either of us uncomfortable. Remember, the wand does work through clothing.”

Amy looked down and realized she had her arms crossed tightly just underneath her somewhat more humble C-cup breasts. She **** herself to relax.

“No, it’s fine. I’m ready to continue.” She tapped the wand against her shoulder as she pondered. “Now what should we do…”

“Uh… I believe it’s my turn!” Sandy insisted, smiling. “An… y… thing I want, I believe you promised?”

“Yeah, and the ‘anything’ you chose was for me to take my bra off first. My turn again!”

“Oh… okay, I guess…”

“Unstuck!” Amy declared, and flicked the wand. Sandy found herself able to stand up once again.

She shook her hips and let the dress fall the rest of the way off her, leaving her in only her underwear and a white, frilly pair of knee-high stockings. Her underwear was surprisingly minimalist for Sandy’s modest personality: not exactly a thong, but not much more than that, either. The thin, stretchy fabric practically molded itself around the shape of her flesh, showing off some large, plump outer lips, forming a deep, inviting cleft between them. Amy ached with a desire to see that flesh uncovered, but she had a feeling Sandy would make her ‘earn’ the right to that, too.

“Oh my!” Amy said, eyeing Sandy’s wonderful body up and down, clad in only her underwear and a pair of frilly, white stockings. Amy waving the wand teasingly. “All that lovely, soft, bare skin! And a magic wand with the power of stuck! So many possibilities! Where should we even begin?”

Sandy placed her hands high up on her hips and gazed back at her, smiling in anticipation. “Make it something good!”

“Hmm… I know!” Amy pointed the wand at her, and formed an image in her mind: something similar to what she had done to those cheerleaders and that lamp post. “STRETCHY STUCK!” she announced in a commanding voice.

Sandy looked confused. “Str… what? ‘Stretchy stuck?’ What does that…”

But she stopped in med sentence as she realized her hands were stuck to her sides.

“Pull harder and find out!” Amy teased.

Sandy did as instructed. As she struggled to pull her hands away from her body, her skin began to stretch outward from her waist. At first a bit farther than flesh should usually stretch, and soon farther than should have been possible! It was like her skin was made of rubber! She pulled harder and harder, until her hands began to shake from the effort. The elastic columns of flesh stretched ten inches, almost a foot out from her sides until she couldn’t pull any farther. When she stopped pulling, her hands snapped back to her sides like rubber bands.

“WHOA! This is weird! But, kind of fun!” Sandy tried pulling again, experimenting with the unearthly new properties of her flesh.

“What does it feel like? Does it hurt?”

“No. It just feels like… tension. So much tension!” Sandy gave one more good yank. “HURRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Her hands came almost a foot away from her again, before she once again lost her strength, and her hands snapped forcefully back into place.

“Okay, ready for even more stuck?” Amy teased.

“Oh, geez, I don’t know. What’s on that twisted mind of yours?”

“I’m going to bring out more stuck than you can handle!” Amy pointed the stick at Sandy. “Nipples and tongue stuck to the wall!”

“WHAT? Are you serious?”

“I just cast the spell, didn’t I? It’s up to you if you want to spring the trap or not.”

Sandy considered for a moment, but temptation eventually got the better of her. “Okay, but please don’t make me regret this.”

She walked over to the nearest bare spot on the wall and pressed her chest against it. When she pulled back, her nipples were stuck fast! Her breasts stretched out as she pulled. She played around with that for a minute, exploring her very limited range of motion. Then, she opened her mouth and placed the tip of her tongue against the wall.

“Ahhh… AHHHHHH…” she mumbled as her tongue was stretched out of her mouth. “Ith’s wike vat Chwistmath muh-oovie, buhh alfo wiff boobvs!”

Sandy laughed as she struggled and struggled. Amy watched, mesmerized, as Sandy yanked and tugged against her three points of stuck. Amy was getting indescribably horny! Meanwhile, Sandy tried to bring her hands up to the wall, but they couldn’t escape her rubberized skin.

“Wow! You… are… STUCK!!! Having fun?”

“Kind ovf,” Sandy mumbled, as a strand of drool hung out of her open mouth. “But, Ehmmy, I wamted to be ftuck to YOU! I thought ih would be fun to be ftuck cuddling or kiffing. Come om, pwease?”

“Fine, very well. It can be your turn now,” Amy agreed, and held out the wand for her to take.

Sandy tried to bring her hands toward it, stretching out a tendril of flesh from her side, until it snapped futilely back where it had been. She pouted at Amy as best as she was able under the circumstances.

“Mnawwt fuhnneh!”

“Fine, we’ll do something skin to skin. You deserve it. Nipples and tongue unstuck!”

Sandy’s tongue snapped back into her mouth, and she turned to face Amy. She tugged at her hands, but the stretchy, clingy skin on her torso still held them fast. Amy tried to think of a subservient position she could stick Sandy in, but something Sandy might still see as a gift to her. It didn’t take her long to come up with the perfect idea! She pointed the wand down at her own left breast. “Lips stuck to nipple for half an hour.” Amy thrust her chest out invitingly. “Well? Give me a kiss?”

Sandy hesitated, but eventually agreed. Sandy hunched over. She stuck her tongue out and licked Amy’s nipple once, making it nice and erect. Of course, Amy hadn’t said ‘tongue,’ so nothing happened yet. Then, Sandy leaned in and tightened her lips around the nipple and gave it a good, firm suck. A second later…

“MMMMM! Hmmm mmmm mmmmmm MMMMMMMMMMM!!!”

Sandy tried to pull her lips away, but as Amy had commanded, Sandy’s lips were stuck fast to Amy’s areola, making a perfect, airtight circle around the nipple. Sandy giggled as she tugged playfully. She was enjoying this!

“Well, I guess you get to suckle me for a good while. Shall we take this to your bed?”

“Hmm hmmmm mmm…” was all Sandy could reply.

But Sandy started to guide Amy to the bedroom, with no other means than to pull her along by the breast. However, it proved too awkward trying to walk in that hunched over position. After nearly falling over, Sandy was hmm-hmm-hmm’ing and gesturing down at her glued hands. Amy got the message, and pointed the wand.

“Hands unstuck.”

Sandy finally pulled her hands free and wiggled her newly freed fingers. Curiously, she tugged at the skin of her waist and upper hips, but it was just normal flesh again, and had lost all of its preternatural elasticity. She placed her hands on Amy’s waist instead to steady herself, and they continued on.

They managed to slide themselves on top of Sandy’s bed, which proved even more of a hilariously awkward challenge than walking. Amy laid her bare torso down on top of the stack of pillows, while Sandy rested her head on her chest. She wrapped her hands around Amy’s torso and squeezed her lovingly, while she suckled away like a hungry infant. Sandy seemed to lose herself in the pleasures of the skin-to-skin contact. She rubbed her cheek up and down between Amy’s breasts, as her lips gently tugged at the nipple. She flicked the tip with her tongue, teasing it, then went back to sucking it as deep into her mouth as she could. Amy laid back, arms behind her head, and gasped pleasurably as she enjoyed being serviced.

Finally, Sandy’s lips popped free of Amy’s breast. She pulled her head away, as a tendril of saliva stretched between her lower lip and Amy’s nipple. Sandy smiled up at her lovingly. She raised herself up to Amy’s level and began kissing her on the lips. As they made out, Amy undid her jeans and slid them off, leaving both of them in nothing but their socks and panties.

But when Amy began to fiddle with the waist of Sandy’s underwear, Sandy withdrew.

“Oh… sorry, but I’m still not comfortable going all the way yet. I hope I’m not being too much of a tease.”

“Relax! It’s okay, I think I’m starting to get you figured out. I know how this works. I’ll just take mine off first…” She began to slide her own underwear down, but Sandy stopped her.

“No! Sorry, but it’s not going to work like that this time. Even getting to second base on a first date is a lot for me. I’d like it if we both kept our underwear on for tonight.”

“Really?” Amy complained. “But you’ve already got me so worked up! Oh my god, you can suck a nipple like nobody’s business! How do we just stop there?”

“Oh, I’m sorry if I’ve been teasing you! Maybe we should back off a little bit, then. We can talk… get to know each other a little better…”

“Fine, fine. We can back up a little.” Amy picked up the stick and pointed it at her left hand. “Hands stuck together!”

She offered her hand to Sandy, who gladly took it in her right. Just as before, Sandy gave a few tugs and grinned, enjoying the tightness of the bond. Good. The ploy had worked.

“I’ve got that bottle of wine I was going to have with my boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend, I mean. Care to share a glass with me?”

Sandy led Amy out of her bedroom and back into the living room. Amy suspected Sandy meant it as a deliberate message. ‘No bedroom stuff yet!’

As they passed by the pile of clothes, Sandy went to reach for her bra, but looked back at their joined hands, and realized the problem. “Oh…”

‘Yes, genius, that was the idea,’ Amy thought silently to herself, proudly.

But Sandy only shrugged. “Ahh, what the heck? This is kinda comfy.”

Sandy grabbed the bottle of wine and led them to the kitchenette. With two of their hands bound, Amy held the bottle steady while Sandy used the bottle opener. It was delightfully awkward enough to produce several giggles from both of them. Sandy poured them both a glass, then led Amy back to the living room. Sandy sat down in the same wooden chair, while Amy took the seat beside her. On the end table, she set her glass and the stick.

For about an hour they chatted and flirted. With Amy acting like a romantic instead of a horndog, Sandy seemed to forget all about Amy’s aggressive attempts from earlier. Although. Looking at her beautiful figure in nothing but her underwear and frilly white stockings was teasing Amy horribly. As often as she could get away with, she glanced at Sandy’s bare breasts with those wide, pink nipples.

Eventually, Sandy pulled Amy over by their bonded hands and gave her a long, passionate kiss. As they continued kissing, Amy’s free hand drifted to the wand. “Fstuck!” she muttered, muffled against Sandy’s lips. Instantly, their lips stuck together, and they found themselves unable to break away from the kiss. That didn’t slow Sandy down at all. She tugged playfully a few times, then continued kissing. When the kissing slowed down after a few minutes, Amy felt for the wand again.

“Umftuck…” she mumbled, and their lips popped apart.

“That was fun!” Sandy giggled.

“It was! And I have more ideas.”

Their hands slid apart as Amy stood up, carrying the wand. Now it was time to use trick she had been keeping secret the whole time: Sandy still didn’t know that Amy’s thoughts alone could activate the wand. She didn’t need to speak at all. As she felt the wand in her hands, she thought about what she wanted it to do.

“Ooo… what?”

“Come here!”

Sandy began to get up, but stopped short as her eyes suddenly widened in surprise! The crotch of her underwear had adhered itself to her seat, and was pulled downward a few inches. Amy caught a brief glimpse of Sandy’s gash for the brief instant the fabric was tugged away. She had wondered if the crotch of her underwear might have been entirely ripped away, but even the peek she got was a lovely treat!

“AMY!!! NOT FUNNY!!!”

“What? Aren’t you going to get up? Come over here and give me another kiss.”

Sandy was picking at the fabric, trying to pry it away from the chair, but there was only so hard she could pull without fear of ripping it.

“I told you already, I want to keep my underwear on tonight!”

“Relax! It’s just us girls! Can’t you live a little?”

“Dammit, Amy! Can’t you LISTEN? You haven’t cared about what I want once this entire day! You know what? I… I want to stop. I’m not having fun.”

“What? But I thought we were something special!”

“And I thought dating a girl for once would be different! But you’re not! You’re just as pushy as every asshole boyfriend I’ve ever had! Like… like my boundaries are just obstacles to get over! Why do you think I was dating that flake for so long? Because if I told him I’m not comfortable with something, he actually listened! Now let me go! I… I want my clothes.”

Amy was taken aback by Sandy’s sudden assertiveness. She tried to think of what to say to put her back at ease, but she couldn’t think of anything. Had she finally pushed Sandy too far? Amy tightened her fingers around the wand as she considered what to do.

But then, she noticed something else. Just like after her mischief along the waterfront trail, the wand felt… angry, as if an inanimate object could feel anything at all. This time, however, it felt even angrier… furious, even! But did that matter? All the wand could do was follow its wielder’s commands.