Day one: even demons go to school

After the startling thought that she was already being corrupted by the power from the pendant, Clare decided to put further experimentation on hold, well... except, for one more little experiment, with her new and improved body, Clare didn't really have any clothes that would properly fit her, and School was starting in an hour, so no time to go shopping, and even if she did have time, she had no money.

Focusing on the pendant, she envisioned a set of underwear that would fit her new form, forgetting to actually specify what kind of underwear she wanted, the power defaulted to "sexy" and summoned her new underwear all in sexy lace fabric and form. Lace stockings, lace panties and a lace bra, lace, and seethrough. Clare cursed slightly under her breath for not specifying what type of underwear, deciding to wear what she got, as she didn't want to use too much power for fear of losing even more of herself. Next she focused on the pendant and envisioned a miniskirt, short enough to be sexy, but long enough to cover her down to the middle of her thighs, and just as she was about to think of a fabric for the skirt, an image of a leather skirt popped into her mind. The Pendant began working and lo and behold, her new leather skirt appeared.

Again, silently cursing herself she put on her new leather skirt, and began envisioning a top and a jacket to wear, figuring that all her other clothes were now of the fairly sexy kind, she figured she'd just go with it, and decide on a sexy top and jacket as well. The top she envisioned was a latex top, with no shoulder straps, covering her breasts and the middle of her stomach, leaving the lower part of her stomach bare. what appeared was a latex top, with no shoulder straps, but had lacings on the back, so that it had to be tied, almost like a corset, and not being able to tie it herself, she had to use the power of the pendant to do it for her as she put it on. She then envisioned a red leather jacket, with arms long enough to cover just above her elbows, with a zipper so she could zip her jacket up in case she got cold.

Now fully dressed, Clare took her backpack with her schoolbooks, and headed out the door so she could get to school a bit early and grab some breakfast from the cafeteria before class.

An hour later, Clare went to the first class of the day, English Lit, and sat down at her usual desk. As student started entering the class she could feel them gaze and stare at her, unsure if it was actually Clare they were seeing, or a new transfer student that kinda looked like her, but didn't really look like her. The last students to enter the classroom were three girls, part of the social outcast and "problem child" group, she hadn't really payed much notice to them until now, but as she looked at them, she could feel the pendant's power working, giving power to her eyes. The three girls that Clare had barely ever payed attention to, was definitely commanding her attention now, as in front of her stood three of the most sexy teenage girls she had ever seen, except, they weren't actually human, they were demons.

One of the three girls could sense magic from Clare's direction, and focused her gaze on her. She noticed the shock displayed on Clare's face, and the magic coming from the pendant, making her realize that Clare could definitely see their true form. Looking straight at Clare the demon mouthed the words "after class, bathroom, basement." Waiting for confirmation before settling down in her seat, she saw Clare heistantly nod.

As class ended, Clare sat at her desk, watching the three demons leave along with all the other students. Not wanting to get caught off guard, she focused on the pendant sending out a wish for the power and knowledge to defends herself against them. As soon as the thought finished, she gasped as her body now surged with power and her mind with knowledge, she felt like she could do anything, take anything she wanted, destroy anything that stood in her way, she felt powerful, and she loved it.

Clare left the classroom, heading towards the door leading to the basement, but before she could open the door she found herself surrounded by the school's head cheerleader and her cronies, having obviously noticed her new look, and decided she was a threat.

The head cheerleader stepped up in Clare's face and pushed her against the door, as she sneered and snickered. "Look at this little freak, little Clarissa went and got some work done to herself, lack of confidence much? See, little freak, you better not try anything stupid, we can do whatever we want to you, and even if you reported us, nothing would happen. In fact, i think we should mess up the little freak's face, give her some scars to go with her new look."

Clare felt her blood rush, and anger swell in her, she was sick and tired of being pushed around and having to take it just because no one could touch the cheerleaders. Her anger started dissipating, being replaced by another emotion, another instinct. An instinct that told her that instead of crushing and utterly destroying these little powerless bully girls, she would dominate them, make the submit to her, an instinct to make them her slaves.

Clare Grabbed hold of the head cheerleader and turned her around, slamming her into the door. She heard the cheerleader gasp as the air in her lungs was knocked out of her, and as soon as her mouth opened, Clare snatched the opportunity and kissed the cheerleader. she kissed her hard and passionately, while using her hands to play with and twist the cheerleader's nipples, using her power to make the cheerleader more and more submissive as her arousal kept rising, it didn't take long for the power to do what Clare instructed it to do, and the cheerleader moaned into Clare's mouth when she was hit with a massive orgasm.

the other cheerleaders around them were equally assaulted with Clare's power, and in turn all of them orgasmed. No sooner than the last cheerleader came, they all knelt in front of Clare, and declared her their new Mistress, and Clare loved it, every second of it, every sensation of it, having subdued the schoo bullies, and made them submit to her, it filled her with even more power, and an even stronger urge to dominate. "Leave now, and meet me in the parking lot after school." In unison, all the cheerleaders replied "Yes Mistress."