Orin &Elly; Tar'oth is left to find more useful subjects.

"Orin, do you have a girlfriend?" Tammy smiled.

"Yes," Orin's hand instinctively wrapped about Elly's lower back, "Elly is my girlfriend,"

"Good good," Tammy clasped her hands and smiled.

"Stand... good. Now, kneel before me," her sweet voice never faltered.

Orin knelt before her and she lifted his head to meet her eyes.

"Do you love Elly, Orin?"

"Yes," Orin spoke blankly.

"You do not love Elly, Orin," Tammy's smile never faded.

"I do...... love Elly," Orin stammered.

Fumes from Tammy's corrupt pussy slowly surrounded the mage's skull. They freely flew into his nose.

"I believe you're mistaken Orin, Elly does not love you and you do not love her. You are in love with me. You always have been,"

"I love... you... Tammy?"

"Yes, you do. You always have wanted me," she coaxed.

"I... have always wanted you," Orin repeated.

"Who is your girlfriend Orin? Me or Elly?"

"Why you are Tammy. What a silly question," Orin responded, his eyes never broke their stare.

"Good, good," Tammy was satisfied: her powers seemed to have complete effect over the students of the school, even when confined within her human possession.

"Your reward, Orin," Tammy smiled and spread her violet pussy lips, vapors of dark gas were exhaled from the dark organ.

Orin waddled to her cunt and began to suck it tenderly. He must have had experience with Elly, for his tongue worked along her folds divinely. Her vaginal fluids freely fell into his mouth. He greedily consumed everything that left her.

Soon Orin's tongue cramped from all his work. Sloshing and lapping filled the room for almost 15 minutes, Tammy's body was well trained and resisted orgasm, but Tammy's strength faltered. For a brief moment she lost control of Elly, who screamed and nearly charged at the two.

"Someone please help us!" she screamed fiercely as she struggled out of her small chair.

But Tar'oth's powers resumed dominance and she settled down. Orin continued lapping at her cunt until his body could no longer hold any more of her juices, which now fell freely as if he was drinking from a fountain of water. The unholy magics corrupted him swiftly and Tammy's thoughts permanently manifested in him.

Tammy was deeply unsatisfied, Orin's ability to please her was adequate, but he lacked the stamina to please her. He also lacked the cock, a pitiful 3 inch when fully erect.

The two girls were not of much interest to her either. She even contemplated releasing them unharmed they were so useless. She tried to have Elly please her, but her tongue didn't even reach an inch out of her mouth! Que too had a small tongue. Neither were very good at vaginal sex either.

Tar'oth had Aaralon romp around with the two mages, sating the fool's desires. She instructed Aaralon to bind them to their chairs until she would return.. They weren't worth enslaving. She concluded that Orin wasn't either, but he was at least a decent test subject.

Tar'oth wrapped herself in Tammy's usual garb that she had hanging in her closet and began to head to the arcane sanctum. A hall where the fledgling and pitiful gathered to discourse in meaningless dialogue whilst they ate gruel. They were the rot of the college.

Ever cheerful, Tammy smashed the double doors open to the hall, all eyes shot at her.

"Hello everyone," she called, getting the remaining attention of the area.

The pied piper removed her shirt and bra simultaneously. All eyes, male and female alike, began to stare into her fist full mounds.

"Come this way everyone!" Tar'oth called, spinning about.

Wiggling her ass as she walked, about one hundred students began to chase after her, leaping from their seats. Few had the will to remain.