Patching Things Up

“I wish yours and Miss Littlewood’s wardrobes now included personalized versions of every sexualized outfit worn by an Eastlake teacher or staff member today at the start of first-period.”

That was one wish she didn’t expect when her Master stood up and exited the tub, but given they both now sat in his room while he set up a mini-projector on the wall and linked it with his phone, Jessica realized the point.

Simon was curious, and after getting through the insanity Kevin’s transformations put everyone through, the cheerleader had to admit she was curious, too. It also would serve as their reminder of having to live through it.

At least she would have souvenirs.

Her owner and childhood friend continued to get everything ready and glanced up to the naked blonde, that continued to dry herself off with a soft green towel,

“I had planned on finishing this in fourth-period, but that was when Myers showed up, and well…you know what happened….”

The genie sighed, “Oh. I know.”

Jessica tossed the towel away as she ran her hands through her hair and shivered as the air greeted her skin. Then her emerald eyes watched as the auburn-haired teen opened a notepad as he explained what would happen,

“So you’ll say a name, and I’ll snap. Then go one by one until we’re satisfied. Okay?”

The blonde quickly glanced over to the clock by her Master’s bed and read the time.

7:45 PM. The teenage genie rubbed her head as she looked surprised. Their day had lasted so long she expected it to be later than it was. Jessica sighed and smiled as she caught herself. That was what she got for having expectations with her Master again, but at least it was better instead of worse.

She raised an eyebrow and stood in front of her Master with a curious demeanor,

“Anyway, who should we start with? Mrs. Bryer? She’s the first one I can think of….”

Simon sat on his bed with his tablet, legs folded in his pajamas as he nodded and shrugged, “Sure. We can start there. Ready?”

Snap.

A loud gasp escaped her mouth.

Jessica felt hot and squirmed as every part of the outfit clung to the genie like a second skin. It constricted her and absorbed her. This was the first time she ever wore latex in her life. She hadn’t expected that all of it: gloves, panties, thigh-highs, dress, even her headband would be latex! Her right leg took a step forward in her sharp heels. The change in position sent a shiver up her leg and into her body.

She began to use all her cheerleading experience to keep herself upright and balanced.

“Try walking, Jess….”

The blonde nodded and began to walk in a manner similar to how Simon had wedgied her down the hallway earlier in the evening. One leg in front of the other as the heels clicked, the synthetic and tight material continued to drive her nerves crazy. Her face felt hot, and she scrunched her face while protesting her current state,

“How could Mrs. Bryer move around so well in this!”

Simon stared at her, “Wow. She really was like some plastic Stepford Wife, Jess?”

The teenage genie dressed up as a synthetic housewife nodded as she folded her hands in front of her. Then, she squirmed as she attempted to curtsy with her dress, “Polymers are definitely not what I was expecting…it’s so different….”

Her Master laughed as he found her adorable,

“Powder-Blue really does bring out your eyes, Jess….”

The cheerleader rolled her eyes and huffed,

“Gee, thanks, Master….”

Jessica attempted to walk again with the heels and toes in front of one foot to mimic her transformed teacher’s walk and mannerisms. Finally, the blonde bent herself over to give her dork of a boyfriend a view of the shimmering latex panties that caused her to gasp as they rubbed against her.

“Ah! Mmph!”

“Is it making your skin sensitive, Jess?”

The cheerleader dressed as a perverted housewife nodded as she bit her lip, cheeks on fire. Finally, she stood herself back up and turned around to try and imitate Mrs. Bryer’s last action. Her slender hands attempted to stretch the latex off her cleavage to free her breasts. The dress already gave her Master an inviting view, but unlike the way her transformed teacher’s had popped out so suddenly, Jessica couldn’t replicate the action as the nerves in her breasts were driven crazy,

“My boobs are really stuck to this thing! I don’t know how she pulled them out so easily….”

Simon blushed at his genie’s attempt, only making her hornier. He ducked his head and went about pulling up the documentation of her Home Ec. teacher on a digital profile card, “Okay, so it says in the log at the end of your class Mrs. Bryer started giving out titjobs and blow jobs to students?”

Jessica shivered at the memory and then cringed out a response, “Yes….”

She gasped and let out a deep breath before demonstrating to her Master with one of her hands pressed into her cleavage, “She also just stuck a rolling pin, right in-between her boobs, and there were flour handprints all over her butt!”

“Did you know she also ended the day dressed up as a chocolate sundae?”

Simon glanced up as the cheerleader froze and turned around to see the note on the projector. The log stated in plain language that Mrs. Bryer, the bubbly baking teacher, ended her day coated in chocolate syrup, whipped cream, cherries, bananas shoved in her pussy, and the rolling pin once between her breasts, had been used to fuck her ass.

Jessica’s face flushed, and she shook her head as she wanted the image to leave her head, “Y-Yeah. No. I didn’t need to know that, Master. Fix her, please!”

Simon clicked the necessary tabs and buttons, the card completely disappearing and deleted from the app screen.

Mrs. Bryer would wake up tomorrow the way she went to bed on Monday night. The genie sighed in relief as her Master thought aloud,

“Next one. Hm. My second-hour class was supposed to be Mr. Weaver…let’s try that….”

Snap.

The genie sighed in relief from the constraints and the feeling of latex disappearing from her body, but the sudden impact from the air conditioning revealed her nearly nude state.

Save for a string bikini made of fur pelts. Both teenagers had their eyes widened as Jessica’s arms flailed about until calming down enough to curiously Pet and stroke the fur covering her front. Her fingers felt tribal paint on her cheeks as she let out a yelp,

“Master, what the hell is this!?!”

The photographer’s face squinted in annoyance as he groaned,

“Anthropology class….”

Without hesitating or even wanting to read the description, Simon wiped the screen clear in less time than the first, “The fur trade among cultures was part of the lesson plan….”

“D-Doesn’t he also teach American history?” Jessica asked worriedly as she rubbed and petted the fur over her breasts and ass.

“That’s why you’re wearing Beaver pelt, Jess….”

The genie snorted and rolled her eyes, “Good one….”

Her shoulders slumped, and her emerald eyes began squinting, “Annnd, you were being serious….”

“Yup.”

Simon nodded and pulled up another name. His eyes scrolled as he looked for another teacher, “All right, let’s see….”

Jessica stretched and thought to herself as he tried to pick. She felt annoyed that Kevin had been so thorough in their school’s transformation. He had control of the whole staff; the office must’ve been brutal.

She stopped and began to think aloud, “Hey, wait.”

The blonde looked at her Master and held up a finger to get his attention as she leaned forward,

“What about Principal Ferguson? He runs the school. Wouldn’t that be the easiest change to make?”

The genie had made a point there, it was hard to deny, and her Master nodded in agreement. He smiled at her,

“That’s a good idea, Jess.”

The blonde’s smile grew at the praise given to her by her childhood friend. Of course, it was a good idea, she thought. A genie needed to be helpful, after all. Her eyes closed as she waited for her Master’s fingers.

Snap.

Immediately, her Master sighed and let himself fall over in annoyance,

“Goddamnit, Kevin….”

Jessica’s emerald eyes opened, curious at the result, and she looked in the nearby mirror to see the perverted personification of Eastlake School spirit.

The black and gold, striped, animal print, faux tiger ears in her hair, the matching striped bra and panty set, a fake-tail behind her, fake cat feet and paws, and a black collar with a red bowtie and golden bell to get all three school colors featured.

In short, the Principal of Eastlake High School had been transformed into a sexy tiger woman.

“Mascot?” the genie laughed as she held up one of her paws.

“Mascot,” Simon sighed as he sat up.

Of course, Kevin would think of something like this, Jessica realized. After all the resentment and hatred built up for their school, the perverted outcast would mock the very idea of school spirit.

The cheerleader cat girl rubbed her face with one of her fake paws and let out a laugh. Now that this couldn’t harm her, the genie found the outfit kind of cute. It wasn’t exactly her style, but she could think of one person who would enjoy dressing up like this,

“I should get Cassie something like this! She’d love it! Oh gosh….”

The blonde spun around and looked at her Master as she realized that the brunette pixie had gone to the office to enlist their feline principal to help,

“What money do you want to put on Cassie finding her in her office with a bowl of cream?”

Jessica could picture the brunette having to see Ferguson acting like the dang cat her fellow cheerleader constantly showed photos of at practices. Her Master, on the other hand, checked what their principal was up to,

“It says a student was sent to her office and distracted her under her own desk with a laser pointer during third period, Jess….”

The cheerleader slumped herself against the wall, “That was Peter, probably…Miss Littlewood sent him to the office because of the pranks he pulled on me…Ferguson probably didn’t stand a chance.”

Simon sighed and shook his head, changing the school’s principal back from his previously feminine status. The tiger-woman now returned to the middle-aged man and operator of the high school. Upon mention of the prankster that had been provoked to target his girlfriend, the young Master smirked,

“Remind me to help prank him back for you.”

He was in a hurry to keep moving, “Okay, next person is….”

“Wait!” the genie pleaded, her tail bouncing as she held up her paw-gloved hands as an idea entered her head again. Simon lowered his hand as he listened to the blonde pitch again,

“Master? Why don’t we organize this into types, like Math Teachers and Gym Teachers? That way, we can get through this faster…I want you to get some sleep...you shouldn’t be up all night again, even if school is out.”

The auburn-haired boy acknowledged her statement with a long yawn, showing his own sense of fatigue was starting to get to him after the long day. He nodded and then motioned her to come to him,

“Good idea, Kitty. You earned a head rub.”

Playfully taking him up on his offer, the genie plopped herself in front of her Master on her knees and waited while licking her fake paws. Jessica played up her feline chomps as she mewed and circled around his legs and then rubbed herself against him.

“Mrow?”

Simon snickered and stroked a hand through her wavy golden blonde hair. Her awkward boyfriend blushed as he proceeded to stroke and pet her as her emerald eyes watched the blush form on his face. She continued to stretch her body out, then rolled on her back and back onto her belly as he stroked from her fake ears to the faux tail and striped panties on her ass. She stretched and playfully began to purr as her Master laughed again,

“Okay! Hilarious, Jess. You know you’re stealing Cassie’s idea, right?”

Her eyebrow snapped up as she looked at him with surprise, “Hey, wait. What….”

Simon nodded and continued to chuckle, “I’m not going to share that yet, so we should keep going.”

Her childhood friend held his fingers over the confused genie and smiled.

Snap.

Kevin couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t even process it, but it was really happening in front of him. His transformed biology teacher gave him the most outstanding blowjob of his life after a lap dance on the massive King-Sized bed the nerd had fallen asleep in with his Spanish teacher the night before.

He hadn’t been thinking about Mrs. Cooper – no, no, that wouldn’t work anymore, just like his Spanish Slut – Kevin hadn’t been thinking about Olivia since before his final class. Now the once-aging brunette was in her prime because of him – a true beauty in her own right. The effect from his demonstration of dominance for Simon’s genie had made his teacher physically in need of the nerd and his modified cock.

This wasn’t like Peralez, who he’d made into his fetishized toy fueled by constant ****. His Natalia had been single so far as he knew, but Cooper was not. Simon’s reminder flashed a light in the back of his mind.

The woman was married; she had fully grown daughters that had gone to Eastlake. Kevin could fix that relatively quickly if he had the amulet under his power.

But he didn’t. The ramifications made him uneasy, although excited. Finally, as the brunette teacher masterfully licked up and down his shaft, Kevin came to a realization.

She couldn’t stay with him long. It would arise suspicion. Typically, he wouldn’t give a fuck; it was his teacher’s decision to follow him home instead of staying with her husband. He would also have called Simon to have it leveraged….

…but that was before his friend revealed one more failure or betrayal would lead to the perverted outcast becoming someone else.

Fuck. He could call Simon and ask for help? But that would also bring about two other things the dark-minded teen didn’t want: Simon’s **** girl chastising him without being able to at least mock her, which made Kevin groan at the thought. Secondly, he didn’t want to give up on what was happening.

Two of his teachers had fucked him and were currently in his house. If that wasn’t a fucking fantasy he wanted to have at the end of today, his past self would’ve smacked him. That was what a win looked like. Before last weekend, anything like this was only in his imagination. The nerd remembered when he sat in his room trying to avoid being caught in the dark by his mother with only his computer and television screen as the only sources of light in his tiny bedroom. Now he lived in a room that could take up an entire section of his former home.

And Kevin had been unsatisfied with it. As if he was a spoiled child constantly craving more.

Was his friend actually right about him?

“God Fucking Damnit, Simon….”

The nerd gripped his teacher’s head roughly, forcing her to swallow down every drop of cum. Olivia had spunk, a lot more than his other thralls. Her ass shook as her body became heavily coated sweat under the rough treatment. Eventually, he let go, and the woman slumped over onto the floor, grinding herself against the carpet. The sight should’ve made him happy, but instead, he grew more annoyed by his own thoughts.

Kevin planted his foot onto his teacher’s ass, pressuring it as he stood over her and shook his head, “Did you call your husband?”

His toes dug against the tissue-paper thin lace cheekies against her round ass, hiking them up from behind as the brunette opened her mouth to drool out some of the excess cum from her lips. The abused panties nearly tore as they remained soaked and stained in the biology teacher’s juices. Eventually, she gasped out an answer,

“Yes…texted….”

Dark eyes behind glasses remained transfixed on Olivia Cooper as the perverted student raised a tense eyebrow to her, “And? What did you say?”

“Said, gas leak caused emergency teachers conference. Would-be home…in morning…staying with colleague….”

Kevin smiled in sudden delight, serendipity once again watching over him. He pulled the woman up off the ground by her hair, seeing her tongue salivate and lick her lips as she winced in pain. Once her mouth had swallowed and cleaned the rest of her student’s cum, the teacher’s tongue stuck out as she panted again to the teenager’s delighted voice,

“Well, I guess we better tell your colleague, then. Follow me, Pet.”

He reinforced his command with a spank. Then the brunette followed him out of his bedroom into a spare room where the sound of moans and Latin music played.

The smell of recent sex filled his nose again as he watched his first conquest earnestly work on herself in front of the live camera set up in the converted guest room. The woman bent over, the sight of the bright pink interactive toys sticking in her ass and pussy. Gasps and moans as she spanked herself, making that juicy and delectable caramel-colored body he remade for the cheer coach bounce and tremble in utter excitement.

Her eyes remained closed as he went to the controls and deactivated the lights and stream without making her aware. Finally, the toys shut off, and Natalia’s messy hair and head shot up with the rest of her at attention.

Kevin chuckled as she struggled to stay at attention while having to pant and breathe so hard.

“2 straight hours. Excellent, Natalia.”

“G-Gracias…M-Maestro….”

He waited until her guard was down, seeing her stand as he moved toward the door and swiftly opened it,

“Come in, Olive. Don’t be shy.”

Both teachers lost in their own sexual hazes; the fog receded once the Latina and Biology teacher locked eyes in surprise.

“Peralez!”

“Olivia!?!”

How he wished for popcorn at a time like this, Kevin smiled with lustful intent. They circled one another defensively as a collective embarrassment washed over the nude Latina and nearly naked brunette. Their bodies flushed red as one pointed to the sex toys still inserted in the coach’s snatch and the other pointed to their recently stained panties and body.

The panicked stricken face of the transformed cheerleader coach and the slack-jawed biology teacher glared back in a beautiful dance.

“Wh-What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here? What were you doing when we walked in?”

Kevin noticed and watched them close in and approach one another; he stepped in and placed his foot between them. The nerd smiled, delighted at their shared shock, and quickly took control of both his teachers. He watched their eyes widen as they felt his hands shoved into both of their pussies without warning. A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he breathed against Cooper’s face, but loud enough for both women to hear their demented student,

“Do you see now, Olive? You WERE with a colleague tonight! So now your alibi to your husband will hold up and get fucked like you wanted all night.”

He turned his gaze smiled toward the naked coach coated in sweat and cum, “And you have a new friend to play with Natalia….”

Both women squirmed and let out gasps as he roughly twisted his fingers inside of their moistening pussies, “I rather like the idea of the two of you holding each other accountable, don’t you? I heard you have a history with each other….”

The cheerleader coach and the dissatisfied parent of a cheerleader. Kevin pictured what that kind of relationship could bring if appropriately channeled. But, in the end, it would be a test of his own skill, a challenge, one he could not simply be rid of.

Wasn’t that something that big dork used to say?

Then, at last, a thought clicked into his mind. His Latin Pet would do anything to protect her secrets, and his new sexual teaching pet would do anything to earn his cock. It would be easy for Olivia to overcome Natalia if he just let them fight it out.

As the nerd glanced at his first conquest, a feeling of sentimentality flared within him. She was more eager to be of service when they arrived home. In fact, the teacher seemed more willing to debase herself for her **** fetish, and he hadn’t known how far the biology teacher would be willing to go. In fact, her disdain for cheerleaders was possibly problematic, unless…

A dark smile turned into a grin as he let out a laugh to both women, “You know what? I just had a wonderful idea for the both of you to bond over!”

The perverted young man removed his hands and fisted the moistened underwear of his teacher roughly, “You’re the new bitch around here, my dear Olivia. You’ll have to earn your place.”

Cooper moaned and gasped under Kevin’s tight grip as she suddenly was pressed against her fellow Eastlake teacher. Peralez’s breasts squished into her own as both women gasped and let out a cry as they writhed under the nerd’s firm grip. Finally, the perverted outcast knocked over onto the bed intertwined together as he smiled with glee,

“Listen well, ladies! Because if you want your secret to be safe, Natalia, you’re going to coach Olivia to be your newest cheerleader!”

“W-What?” the brunette on the bed gasped in disbelief and arousal.

“C-Cheerleader, Maestro?”

Kevin smiled over them as he gripped both of the flesh mounds of their chests again and pressed them against one another,

“Yes, Olivia. Natalia will make you a cheerleader, and you will do exactly as she says. Because that’s what you have to become to stay with my cock. You will both keep your relationship with me hidden until I can rectify it. You will protect Natalia’s secret and see that she obeys, and you will obey Natalia as your new coach and become a slutty cheerleader just like your daughters. In turn, she will provide an excuse to return here and avoid suspicion. Do both of you understand?”

Both teachers looked at one another, breasts squishing together, and nodded as they snapped their heads to the large cock dangling in front of their eyes. Unable to look away to his amusement.

It was a short-term fix, but Kevin could deal with that. After all, he had a long day and a lot to think about.

This would be a good start to figuring that out.

“Now work together, sluts.”

The transformed teachers soon kneeled on the bed and began kneading their breasts against both sides of the muscular teen’s shaft. Natalia gasped and worked harder as she looked at Olivia with a sense of jealousy and resentment.

How amusing! The nerd thought to himself with a scoff. It was as if his sexualized Spanish teacher was trying even more to earn his pleasure. Kevin wasn’t sure what was going on in that head of hers.

If she wanted to be coated in her Maestro’s cum, that was all fine by him. Both women were going to get fucked hard by their controlling student regardless.

This would be an interesting test-run, at least.

Jessica was sure Simon’s fingers were getting sore at this point, but it wasn’t as surprising as the discovery that she found her body could orgasm after changing over 65 different outfits within the last hour and a half.

Her Master changing her simply felt too good.

It was as if the awkward teenager had his hands all over his cheerleader girlfriend with every piece of fabric placed or removed. The blonde genie at one point collapsed onto her knees as she rubbed her leaking pussy in the white sports panties and cropped keyhole hoodie of their school’s transformed football coach.

Both teenagers also realized as they continued to parse and read through the data gathered by the magical app and amulet.

What if changing everyone back to how they were wasn’t what was best for them?

The cheerleader frowned as she glared at the wall as her Master remarked on how the football coach lashed out at him in the principal’s office. Jessica clenched her fists and smiled as she looked at the blonde pixie that had replaced that fat tub of lard that encouraged and fueled her ex-boyfriend into a toxic ball of masculinity.

“How about we just leave her as-is for now?” she offered.

“That could be a mistake, Jess….”

“I think it serves him right. We don’t have to leave him that way forever. We’re just letting her get more in touch with her feminine side is all….”

Simon sighed and shrugged, making a note of it, but the genie caught that smirk on the edge of his lips, trying to escape. His emotions betrayed themselves to the genie. Her Master was conflicted, but he certainly wasn’t against it.

“Let me check to see who we still have left.”

Jessica nodded and spun herself around as she tried to make mental notes of the impromptu fashion show that had now taken up their evening. The blonde had changed into an assortment of perverted and sexualized outfits, each with its own strange or unique variations. Simon was right about not underestimating Kevin. The more outrageous the genie’s costumes became, the more she realized how two outcasts in her own class had learned under the noses of the popular kids and everyone else. In another way, it was shocking how much she realized Kevin and her Master knew about everyone without even trying. The blonde bombshell only knew now that perverted weasel used that as a weapon.

Simon proved it in several teachers she barely even thought about.

One of the chemistry teachers was also the field hockey coach. But, as they learned, the woman wound up as nothing more than a grass-stained perverted school girl in all pink and white color.

The Music and Drama departments ranged from bodysuits in various forms, full-on sexualized costumes, and even one dressed as a burlesque dancer.

Jessica’s cheeks flared red as she recalled her first time in an all-black leather corset with leather boots and garter while a mask covered her face.

One music teacher wore nothing but a bright red leotard, and another looked like a punk-rock roadie with studded vest, fishnets, heeled shoes, and the tightest black hot pants the cheerleader’s ass ever squeezed into with a studded silver belt at her sides.

The school librarian switched Miss Littlewood’s micro-shorts for a suspendered grey microskirt and a black shirt with white trim that did little to cover the leopard-print bra underneath it.

Of course, all of the teachers had actions in their logs to go with their new slutty attires and transformed bodies.

Poor Mrs. Cunningham, the rhythm and dance teacher, was doing full pole dance and lap dance sessions in a spandex thong and ribbon-tied pasties on her chest.

One of the health teachers, Miss Smithfield, wore a toddler’s bib over her collar, sucked a pacifier, and had to have students change the teacher’s diapers on her desk while she acted like a two-year-old and drew on walls of her classroom in crayons.

Both teenagers realized that Kevin must’ve had some absolute disdain for Vice Principal Monroe. Jessica coughed as she spat and coughed when Simon snapped the bondage ropes, knots, and ball gag off of her within seconds.

Her Master blushed and scowled at a few as they notably went along, with Miss Henderson, the photography teacher, having gone full voyeur mode. Simon stewed with his face scrunched as his friend’s teacher transformation put his genie’s photo assistant outfit in the conservative category. How a mesh vest, pasties, and mesh thong constituted a photographer’s uniform made the blonde confused as it made her Master’s grumble increase. Finally, the playful cheerleader pouted and held up a finger to her puppy dog lips, asking the photographer if he disapproved of her dressed like she was.

The giggle from seeing her childhood companion flop over onto his side with his face scrunched was well earned.

Silly Simon.

Mr. Ryder was an interesting one, to be sure, Jessica noted. Suspenders weren’t something she was usually accustomed to…

…or Blue Jean Panties…that was a new one, too.

The cheerleader continued to move her hips as she felt the denim hug her frame and wondered if there would be more variety to them.

“Mr. Russell?” her Master’s voice questioned.

A blush returned as Jessica shrunk herself against a wall and recalled the final stressful period of her class.

“Um, don’t snap for that one. It was just body paint….”

Simon nodded and yawned again as he looked over his laptop, “Okay.”

The eighteen-year-old male in his blue pajama pants and olive green t-shirt looked over his screens and got up from the bed to shut off the mini-projector. Then, he picked up his tablet and stood up to move back to his computer.

Having his yawn now infecting her, the Harris genie moved a hand in front of her mouth and closed her eyes as she moved toward him. Now with her yawn complete, she stopped as her Master held up his fingers one more time.

Snap.

The genie tugged at the tight white lace panties and adjusted the straps to the white babydoll that now held up her bouncing breasts. It was nice for once to wear something familiar. Her feet shuffled in her slippers, and the blonde then draped herself over the head and left shoulder of her Master.

“Who do we have left?”

His hazel eyes reflected the white light from the monitor as he looked at her, “Pretty much the ones we have set aside as problems….”

Her Master scrolled with the mouse to the app screen and opened the list of who remained unchanged. The awkward teenager reading them aloud, “Miss Peralez, the obvious one. Kevin’s got her, and after today, she stays put. Miss Littlewood, we’ve gone through most of her changes but kept the ones we liked. Brad’s still stuck as Jessica Myers unless we wish for it….”

The cheerleading genie let out an exhausted huff,

“Don’t remind me. Who else is on the list?”

Simon rubbed the growing circles under his eyes as he went through the list once more, quickly,

“Cooper, Chen, Ranken, Robinson, Ms. Froman, the front desk lady, Quincy, and…why Schaeffer again, Jess?”

Jessica crossed her arms and stomped her foot as she huffed, “Because Ms. Schaeffer has been super depressed and making everyone miserable since her divorce! She’s been giving out detentions for the stupidest crap! I even saw her chew out kids for getting a text from their parents in class because it was an emergency! Why can’t we change Mrs. Cooper back over her? At least she’s not whipping kids she doesn’t like in her lesson plan!”

“…because Cooper is over at Kevin’s place having sex with him after he overdid it in your class….”

The genie swiveled back around and looked at the deadpan expression to match with her Master’s word delivery. She smiled nervously at her Master’s unmoved features and a definite feeling of annoyance at having to remind her for the third time.

“Oh! Right…yeah….”

Internally her inner voices were scolded herself,

“Stupid Jessica. Bad genie. Don’t question, Master!”

Simon’s annoyance echoed in a growl at hearing her scolding herself inside his head. His eyes squinting shut as he moved to shut down his computer for the evening. He then directed the genie toward his resting place.

“Okay. Then, you. Bed. In. Now.”

Quickly, the blonde cheerleader danced around the room and jumped onto the bed with some eagerness. The auburn-haired photographer got up from his chair and calmly walked over to her and the dark blue comforter. Then, finally, her Master fell forward face first and landed onto his bed. Without warning her, the genie let out a yelp, and he held out his arm as she was tackled down onto the sheets by her childhood companion.

The blonde let out a laugh as the photographer overplayed how tired he was, pulling her into his stomach like a body pillow. His fingers tickled her abdomen along the way, making her laugh out in surprise. Powerless to his touches.

“Master…haha…” she couldn’t help but giggle as he snuggled into her and sighed.

“Best pillow….”

She gave a playful shove, unable to break his grip, and continued to giggle and laugh, both distracting each other when the bedroom door opened. As a result, they failed to notice the ominous presence among them until it was too late.

Jessica cooed and let out a few squeaks as Simon pinched her on the ass again, then stroked and touched her, his fingers circled and focusing on her white-clad breasts and ass. The two were distracted enough to not hear the door open slowly behind them.

Without warning, the shadow moved silently and slivered into the bed behind the young man, who felt a dangerous chill up his spine. Then, the genie sensed it as their laughter ceased, their intruder struck quickly.

Hazel and emerald eyes snapped as both teenagers found themselves tackled, the assailant targeting the young Master, wrapped around from behind and announcing themselves.

“Got you now!”

Jessica felt her Master’s grip break free as he was pulled off and rolled from his bed, “Gah!”

The cheerleader in her white lingerie bounced up and snapped her head as she immediately recognized the voice,

“Sammy!?!”

“That’s not fair, Simon! Where’s the hug for your sister, hm!”

“…Ow.”

The redheaded sibling pinned her brother as the blonde poked her head over the side. Sam whipped her hair from her face and panted as she looked at the two of them with a devilish grin, “Oh no, Jessie, you’re not going anywhere, either! You two have been running around and avoiding me all day! Now that we have school off the rest of the week, you think you can avoid me even in my own house! We’ll see about that, huh?”

Jessica sat up on her knees and looked to her Master on the ground as he groaned from being pinned on his own bedroom floor. Then her eyes widened in shock as she looked to her red-haired bombshell bestie as she pinned her brother.

Her cheeks began to flush as Sam looked up at her again.

Jeez, what was with them?

Sam caught her breath as she smiled and looked up at her brother’s girlfriend/best friend as the blonde went quiet. The energetic Harris sibling huffed a stray bang of her red hair away from her face. Her legs straddled her dork of a brother’s waist and tightened her pin while he was still disoriented.

Did they really expect they were going to leave her behind again? She hated when they did that!

Jessica looked over the bed at them like a concerned newlywed. At least that was what the volleyball captain thought, seeing the head cheerleader dressed the way she was. Sam would have to break them up before they did something stupid. She knew the so-called “Queen of Eastlake’s” history with boys all too well. After all, it was the blonde who came to her whenever a break-up was imminent or fresh. This wasn’t going to be the same if it happened again. The boy in question was too important to Sam, having watched over him their entire lives.

Then again, she also had to contend with an even more extensive history than she realized.

After being caught at the kitchen sink earlier, Simon and Jessie, the Princess and the Dork cuddled in bed together. Just because they were happy and dating didn’t mean they could avoid their overly-spunky friend. The head cheerleader had declared their morning date to be perfect, then she was climbing all over her brother at lunch, letting him feed her and hold her. Then, after the scene to embarrass Simon getting hugged out of nowhere by three attractive young women, the two had practically run off from her.

Was it the gas leak? Sam couldn’t be sure. So many crazy things happened at school that she wanted to get checked out by a doctor. But, instead, she had the sudden urge to go shopping again. Only this time, it had been for something that even surprised the former cheerleader herself.

“What?”

Jessica was red in the face, and if Sam hadn’t known any better, the blonde was aroused by something she had locked eyes on.

“Sammy…is that…are you wearing lingerie!”

The sudden and loud announcement of the redhead’s choice of sleepwear caused her blue-green eyes to snap fully open when her brother’s head snapped awake.

“Wait, Sam’s wearing what….”

Her brother suddenly lost the ability to talk, his face turning red and then purple as Sam watched his usually unassuming eyes snap wide open, staring at her and then frozen in place. That adorable dork didn’t know how to react, and Sam groaned at both of them as they responded like the overgrown children they always were.

However, the embarrassment grew on the former cheerleader’s face as it had on her friend’s and brother’s faces. So she was trying something new. What was the big deal? She was a big girl, she could wear what she wanted in her own house. But then, seeing Simon’s body freeze up made her realize she could have tried this years ago as a form of sibling ****. Unfortunately, Jessica was giving her the biggest and strangest vibes with her emerald eyes simply locked on her.

Sam scoffed and stood up off her brother, who remained stiff on the floor, “I’m just trying something! What’s the big deal? Besides, it’s your own fault!”

The head cheerleader sputtered back to life as she shook her blonde hair toward her redheaded friend, “My-My Fault! How?”

“Last night you told me how….”

The eighteen-year-old female athlete cut herself off and glanced narrowly at her brother’s face beginning to turn blue as he remained on the floor with his eyes shut. Then, quickly, she took her pale left foot and jabbed it into his stomach. Simon exhaled and began to breathe again, although gasping for air, and caused Jessica to scramble over on the bed and look at him worriedly.

Sam rolled her eyes and continued, further annoyed, “…you told me how ‘nice’ it felt in your new ‘Pajamas’…so I’m experimenting, that’s all….”

Once the anger and confidence began to ebb away, the redhead’s demeanor returned to a more self-conscious and embarrassed state, one arm gripped to her left shoulder and legs crossed, a bitter mumble exited her lips,

“I-I wasn’t trying to make it a big deal. You guys have seen me in less….”

Jessica was always better at this sort of shit anyway, Sam thought to herself. If anyone was going to offer input that she could trust, it would be her closest friend. Of course, it helped that the blonde was already strutting herself around dressed up like a sex doll. There was also an ulterior motive to this as a form of solidarity.

Sam still remembered how upset her friend was after what had happened and how fragile she was after hearing what Brad called her. Tiffany’s betrayal was also another gut attack at the blonde’s trust. Nevertheless, Jessica needed her friends, and if that meant a lingerie try-on, then Sam decided to go that route.

Again, the redhead revealed and reluctantly posed herself, “I wasn’t trying to go as far as you…it-it’s not too much, is it?”

Nervously, the Harris sister adjusted the straps on her matching scarlet red lace and silk bra camisole and thong, respectively. Her blush increased as she had ditched her ponytail for her long red locks to flow freely behind her. Then, the former cheerleader’s green-blue eyes darted off as she attempted to bite at her thumbnail. Something she hadn’t done since her childhood.

Jessica, her usually bubbly self, smiled warmly and shook her head, “No, I-I think you look great, Sammy! It really suits you….”

At that moment, Simon took the opportunity to climb back on his bed and slump over. His back turned to his sister as Jessica’s eyes widened at something he was doing. She blushed, not saying anything as Sam took it as a sign her brother was hiding his own reaction.

The blonde cheerleader suddenly giggled and let out a laugh, “Master thinks you look good, too! It’s just being surrounded by pretty girls makes him a bit overwhelmed….”

Simon thought she looked good?

Sam raised an eyebrow and smirked in interest, “Oh? Is this torturing you then, Simon?”

Her brother’s body flinched as Sam’s smirk grew and directed itself toward Jessica, “I think we might’ve left him with Kevin too long, Jessie. He’s rubbing off on him.”

“No!” the white lingerie-clad bombshell suddenly protested, glomping and hugging herself atop her brother amusingly.

“My Master isn’t a pervert! He’s a good boy that just happens to be a big dork…he just needs to spend more time around us again!”

The blonde followed up her comments by playfully patting Simon on his curly and scruffy head of auburn hair, then transitioned to scratching it as he began to kick his leg like a dog. The effect caused both sexy, young women to laugh at him.

“Just like the old days….”

An idea struck her, the redhead snapped her fingers, “Hey! Why don’t we play a game of truth or dare before bed!”

Jessica began to poke her fingers together in an innocent manner, “I don’t know, Sammy…I was really hoping _Master_ could get some sleep….”

The redhead scrunched her face, glaring her narrowed eyes directly at her friend as she saw through this routine before.

“Uh-huh…sure you do….”

“W-What’s that supposed to mean, Sammy!”

She rolled her eyes again at the blushing and flustered protests of the Queen of Eastlake. It was no secret that Jessica Edwards was a cuddler. The two of them weren’t going to start fucking on Samantha Harris’ watch, no sir!

“C’mon, Jessie. It’ll be fun, like old times! When’s the last time the three of us have done anything together? I know you want to after the last couple of days….”

“…maybe….”

Suddenly her brother’s hand shot up into the air, and Simon’s voice broke, still somewhat shaken by his sister’s appearance, “I have one request!”

“Don’t tell Mom, Dad, or anyone outside this room what we find out?”

Simon’s hand slumped over in relief as he sighed, “…maybe.”

“Done.”

This would be illuminating, Sam thought to herself.