A Normal Day at School while your Sister is at home -- experimenting with magic

(I don't plan to carry this thread any further than two or three deep, I just thought this would be funny story thread in a Stephen King ish magic goes haywire -- after the mother's dire warning)

"Five times in one morning! Wow, how many can you do, Beanpole", beamed Abbie thinking about how good to felt to serve her Master. She lovingly licked his cum off of her fingers for the fourth time on their trip to school, absolutely cherishing each taste across her tongue. He really did have a hair-trigger but basically stayed hard the entire time. She'd given four hand jobs over a short trip and woke brother with an early morning blowjob. She was so sad they were about to pull up and she was going to have to get him to put it away....

Magic, had given him such virility. He was such a hot, stud now. A thought had been on her mind, since mom called out "don't use magic", the night before. She was really adamant both of them should avoid it. It got her thinking as she masturbated in her bedroom about her brother turning her own mother into his pleasure ****. _If my brother can cast magic, can I? Doesn't magic tend to run in the blood, bloodlines or whatever? _She'd seen enough fantasy movies to know the trope the son or daughter of a powerful mage or witch was often even stronger or their equal.

I need to make him happy and able to live out his dreams; so why not with magic. "What do all men want? Can that website with the **** spell help me become even more pleasing to him more?" she wondered. The thought almost consuming her -- another chance -- another way -- another idea to please him?! She had all day at home having finished her final exam. All day to play...and test. She just imagined him coming home and her having cast a surprise. She didn't know what yet, she had to look in his web browser history.

A bit of sadness crossed her face as she fake pouted while Dave scurried to shove his cock into his pants, just in time for them to pull into the school parking lot.

"Yeah, thanks Abbie" replied her brother as he leaned over and gave an unskilled, unpracticed kiss that turned her on more than she'd ever felt from any of her experienced lovers; what a magic kiss. It was always so good. He deserved to feel just as good and have amazing experiences.

Walking into the school, Dave felt surprisingly proud of himself. Already, he'd managed to get it up five times in a row, coming volumes each time. By the look of sure joy, he know he tasted great to Abbie. Part of him wondered if that was the love spell or cock spell. The only way to test would be to seduce a non-enchanted women into giving him head which seemed still wildly impractical given his previous "virgin" status, he'd held onto for years past his peers.

Despite that thought, he knew he'd caught up by having sex with not one, but two, incredibly hot lesbian and his even hotter sister, and at the rate he was going would be making love more times this month than most kids did in a year. Especially once he had his own place to go to. He held his head was held high, as he eyed Tracey a blonde tall statuesque beauty, hanging out with the cool kids. The popular ones like jocks and cheerleaders, and at a a small distance away, observing them, a shorter, black woman who just yesterday was staring daggers at him. Quickly excusing herself and saying she'd catch up with them later.

Now Leah now having noticed his presence, her eyes immediately lit up and she squeezed her legs, like she was afraid her wetness at the sight of him was going to gush down her legs or something. Her eyes filled with with appreciation, fawning, longing and need; all at once. As Tracey approached, she grabbed the black woman's hand and winked at you, with almost an I NEED YOU signal, you understood very well. By the direction, of Tracey and Leah headed towards the rarely-used woman's bathroom at the far side of the school, you had a feeling, looking at your watch and seeing you had about 30 minutes till class started, you'd test your virility and see if you could do 6th, 7th and maybe even an 8th or 9th round, in a single morning.

"Amazing!" thought Dave, truly living the dream. "Nothing could possibly ruin this moment..." Dave thought as he practically skipped along with giddishness, already half hard from Tracey's wink and the direction they were headed. Seeing them whisper back and forth. He was pretty sure they were debating over who would be on guard watch and who would be getting their craving satisfied. Will Leah's need be greater as she's newer? or Tracey as the spell has had more time to mature? Dave wondered while in amazement that he was so lucky to even get to ponder such a question.

"Blessing of Aphrodite?" wondered Abbie. She knew she was young, attractive and fit now but she wouldn't always stay that way, would she? She spent hundreds of dollars a year on skin care products chasing keeping her skin well moisturized, her hair lush and on the gym. To be able to achieve all of that, with no effort and remain young-looking forever? She cold even enhance her beauty. She loved her brother -- but knew she was competing against two other women. Both younger, stunning, women who also needed to please her brother. She wanted to be the one to get to please him. She needed it so badly. Her will to make herself into her brother's perfect fantasy was burning so strongly, made incredibly willfully powerful by the spell that consumed her in this never ending, lustful state for him.

All it took was a candle and a few ingredients we had in the house.... why not? Quickly, she opened his IG and brag to see exactly what the type of women he followed was, who his fantasy girl would be like. Quickly releasing even with her current levels of beauty, she'd be glowing up immensely.

"Amazing!" though Abbie staring at herself in the mirror. Exactly as she pictured. No matter how close she went to the mirror, she couldn't even see a single poor, a single blackhead, not even a single acne blemish. Her skin was literal perfection. No puffiness, no sag, nothing. It was like someone had applied every IG filter and professionally photoshopped that with the perfect lighting; even in this dull bathroom light.

The very few flaws she had were gone, the skin under her chin that had the slightest bit of loseness was now firm, her breasts sat higher with even less sag and almost two cup sizes larger making moderately big c-cup Tracey look like flat-chested Tracey. She felt so much superior to Tracey. She deserved to be riding beanpole's cock, not her. One look at these tits bouncing up and his him as she rode his cock and her brother would fall as deep into love with as she was with him. She just knew it. What they had was special. "Tracey ought to be reduced to a sex toy that sits in the corner and dispenses blowjobs," jealously thought Abbie. A thought that prior to the spell would never cross her mind. "The other one? The girlfriend of Tracey? She should be down in the basement, tied up, while the love between her brother and her blossomed." It wasn't just chance the spell went wrong, it was fate. I deserved and was destined to be this hot, this sexy, this aroused and in love. I deserve this.

"That'll show those high school brats," she said out loud. Turning around, she had one of those incredibly fit, large ass while still keeping fairly smooth small legs. Something Instagram fitness models would be jealous of. These proportions, she awed at herself and glancing at her pussy she became wet. It looked so much more bright, pink and beautiful. She knew too that she had made some changes down there.

It was just a fleeting thought, really. With the enhanced virility, she knew Dave could probably fuck for hours and get hard again and again and again. So many possible orgasm for her, if she could take it for hours. She imagined a pussy, that just thinking of Dave's cock left her dripping wet and consumed with a need for it. While casting, that arousal and need burned might, as she was so focused on him, she added the idea her pussy would get wet from the sight of him or the thought of pleasuring him. The more she focused on it, the more she thought how her new pussy would please her and the more aroused she began; and endless feedback loop driving her desire to please stronger and stronger.

More lust fueled her to grow that pussy, even more beautiful and perfect, as she added the ability to clench and ripple it with more muscle control than a cirque du soleil performer. She was confident she was both tighter than ever before, yet would never chafe or get sore from being pounded, just as she willed and she thought how this too might please Dave making her even more aroused. She could truly go for hours riding him or days being pounded into from behind, having orgasm after orgasm and be ready for more. She wouldn't tap out like the pathetic high schoolers. She could only imagine them saying "Oh Dave, its too much", "Oh, its too soon, I'm still sore from last time", "Oh not yet" when his fourth or fifth erection popped up and she sneered vainly at their inferiority in their ability to please Dave.

In that moment, she'd be ready to take his fifth to fifteen if he'd allow her. Heck, maybe she could massage his cock with her new found pussy tightness and control, she'd make him cum twenty or fifty times and truly show him who the best slut was. Just the thought made her even more aroused and want this spell to work even stronger, driving her will into overdrive, driven by lust. She'd make him fall in love with her pussy as much as she loved him. A fleeting thought, while casting the spell, she imaging a pussy that would make a man fall in love, that there were more ways she could use him. Lead her to fleeting copy those charges onto her other nearby hole and moving onto ways she could orally please him better.

Imaging a throat with no gag reflex and a body which could hold its breath for minutes effortlessly. Deepthroating him for ages; beyond what those high school sluts could hope to do even if the practiced for a decade, every day. Instantly, the best and the one Dave would pick every time he wanted his cock seized exquisitely by a beauty unmatched.

"The changes were supposed to take months?" she wondered, "I guess I'm just that powerful, huh?" thinking her own spell casting ability had caused such swift changes. Had she paid careful attention, she may have read the note at the bottom of the page about vanity, potential narcissism and sadism.

While results typically take months, the strength and speed of the changes of this spell will be directly proportional to the strength of will and desire driving the changes. WARNING: **** obsession can result in near instantaneous changes that may be noticed by others, drawing unwanted attention upon the mage. Use with caution, keep desires in check at all times and be mindful of thoughts drifting which may cause unintentional bodily changes.

Imagining the high school sluts tapping out after a fourth or fifth and leaving Dave all to herself, she had another evil idea, a bit of a sadistic one. What if it was just one round and then Dave was all hers for the rest of the night or for days even? Starting to gather ingredients once more to cast her next spell.