Lesson in humility.

Kelly closed her eyes as she tried to come up with a plan. She wasn't sure what to do at first but slowly a plan formed in her mind. Something to teach them to respect others. Kelly continued to play with the ring on her finger. "So, are you planing to fuck those two girls?"

Kelly looked over to see Regina sitting next to her. "No I am no going to 'fuck them'. I'm not a lesbian but these two little bitches need to be taught a lesson in humility and respecting others. Just sit there and watch." Kelly turned around to see the two girls that she was about to screw with. The first one, was a strawberry blond. Her hair was cut short into a bob. She wore a cami with the 'PINK' logo on her chest. She wore a short denim skirt with black leggings. The other girl, also a blond had platinum blond hair pulled back into a messy pony tail. She wore a light blue Old Navy t-shirt and jeans. Both women were cute but lacked in the chest department. Kelly guessed they were both somewhere around a b-cut at best. Both girls sat side be side on the couch next to the door.

Kelly took deep breath and whispered "I wish both of these women had sexual desires for each other." Kelly braced herself for the coming pain but didn't feel anything.

Regina giggled. "It looks like they are both secret lesbians!" she said as she laughed and slapped her leg. "So, since you cant 'turn' them into lesbians, what are you going to do?"

Kelly thought for a moment. "Well that just means I get to show them how much of a hypocrite they are..." She looked down at her ring and then back to the two girls. "I wish that the girl in the cami would grab the other girl and french kiss her." The ring flared for a moment as Kelly watched the blond in the cami grab her friend by her t-shirt's collar and forcibly pull her close locking their lips. Both women had a look of shock on their faces. The girl in the cami felt her tongue push itself into her friends mouth without any input from her. The two stayed like that for a moment before pulling themselves apart.

"EW! What is wrong with you!?" the other girl demanded as she stood up with what looked like the intention of leaving.

Kelly shook her head. "Oh, no you don't, you aren't going anywhere..." she said. "I wish her to sit down." The ring flared again. The girl's eyes went wide as she suddenly found herself dropping back down onto the couch next to her friend that just kissed her. "I wish that the both of their breasts would grow to a large C-cup and that they were super sensitive. Actually their nipples were as sensitive as their clits." The ring flared again. Unlike the last few times this one actually hurt... a lot. It wasn't as bad as what she did before at work but it still hurt. Kelly watched as both women looked down at each other's breasts as they grew. the material of their shirts straining against the expanding breasts inside. The two girls looked surprised as they felt their nipples being press tight against the taunt material of their shirts which felt like someone was pressing on their clits except it felt like having someone pressing on two clits.

The two women were both looking on in total surprise as they both just got a boob job out of thin air. "I wish for the girl in the T-shirt to fondle the girl in the cami's tits when ever I say..." Kelly stopped for a second trying to think of a word. "when I say 'titties' and will continue until I say 'titties'." The ring flared again. This time it hurt but it wasn't bad at all. Kelly realized that setting up a command trigger is far better then making a wish for making someone to do something over and over.

Regina giggled. "Oh, I see what you did there. This might actually be fun to watch."

Kelly smirked. "Titties."

She said softly. Kelly watched as the girl in the Old Navy t-shirt reached over grabbing her friends breasts and softly caress them. Both women were freaking out. The girl in the cami grabbed her friends hands trying to make her stop. The girl in the t-shirt fingers found her friends nipples and started to rub them in circles causing her to let go lean back as pleasure washed over her a the sensation of having someone tease what felt like to clits. "Holy shit! What the fuck!?!" Kelly heard her say.

The T-shirt girl was shaking head. "It's not me! I can't stop! My hands are moving on their own!" She sound in pure panic.

The two women drew the attention of the employee who walked over to them. "I'm sorry, but you two can't be doing that in here."

The T-shirt girl looked at her. "Please help me! I can't stop! I'm not doing this!"

Kelly frowned. "Oh no, your not going to interrupt... I wish the employee would not notice anything sexual going on in the shop, will forget what she saw, and go back to work like nothing happened." The ring flared up but very lightly and the employee turned and walked back to the counter and started cleaning.

Kelly then turned her attention back to the two women. "I wish that the girl in the cami would rub the girl in the T-shirt's pussy when ever I say 'horny slut' and will stop when I say 'horny slut' again." She paused for a moment then said "Horny slut."

The girl in the cami reached a hand down and started to stoke the other girls crotch. "What! NO! I'm not doing that! I can't stop!!!" Her eyes wide in both pleasure and terror. As she did her friend continued her **** on her breasts.

"Titties" Kelly said softly and the girl in the T-shirt yanked both of her hands away so hard she almost fell over. She grabbed at her friend's hand that was working her crotch.

"What is happening!?" The t-shirt girl yelled. "Please stop!"

Kelly giggled and said "Horny Slut".

The girl in the cami yanked her hand away. "What the.... My hand... it was like it had a mind of it's own..."