A strange language

Since she had come to the College of magic Tammy had learned much though she was just a novice, learning only the simplest cantrips, and basic magical manipulation spells. Her term paper was supposed to be about how magic had evolved over the past few centuries and she had no idea how the strange book might be put to use in the project but something about the mysterious tome grabbed her attention.

She ran back to her dorm room and found that her roommate Cathy was there studying. Cathy was the exact opposite of Tammy, where Tammy was tall, dark haired, and small busted, Cathy was short, barley over five foot, blond haired blue eyed, and had huge tits. Her figure was voluptuous and caught the eye of every breathing male on campus. Not that Tammy had any lack of male attention she was beautiful, her green eyes and dark hair made her striking, and not man walked by her without checking out her tight ass, long legs, and small, firm tits.

When Tammy arrived in the room she threw the huge book on the bed and flipped it open to try and decipher the pages. Cathy spoke first, "What are you so interested in there? What's with the old book?"

"I'm not sure, I found it at the library, and I think it is a book about really powerful magic, but I can't read it."

Cathy crossed the room to take a look at it with Tammy. The girls spent the next hour trying to translate even a few words of the book to no avail. Finally admitting defeat Tammy said, "I wish there was some way I could instantly be able to read this. I am sure there is something really powerful here and I want to know what this book is about.

It was Cathy who finally suggested a solution. Maybe you could show it to Professor Caldwell. He knows a bunch of old languages, and he could probably tell you what the book it about."

Tammy said, "That old pervert, why would he help me?"

Cathy smiled and said, "You called him an old pervert, think girl use yourself to convince him, if he is a big a pervert as he seems that should work."

"Ewehhhh", Tammy groaned, but she had to admit it was a good idea. She put on her tightest pair of jeans, and wore a thin t-shirt with no bra. Her tits were not that big, but they would catch his attention. In no time at all she was at Professor Caldwell's office door. Just before knocking she pulled and rubbed her nipples a bit, causing them to stiffen into hard little nubs and poke and nice and prominent through the thin shirt she was wearing.

She knocked on the door…