Sweet & Sour

Just out of the workshop John felt a strong hand grab him by the collar and drag him into a hallway he had just crossed.

He found himself stuck to a wall, blocked by a very flustered Moira. She looked almost out of breath and sweating. Knowing her peak physical condition it couldn't have been from running to join him.

"Newman! Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. You have to be careful, I don't know if it is the Witch or someone new but very strange things have happened today at school. Be on your guard and report anything suspicious. We need good Intel to keep you safe," she told him. Once done though she didn't do anything to remove her arms from the wall to free his way out of the spot she pinned him in.

"Thanks for the warning, I've been careful not to use my powers around her and she did nothing against me yet. I'll keep an eye open. Anything special I should look for?" he replied.

"Just things that are missing or people acting strange... By the way, how long do you think it will be until you can come by again. You know, for our.... arrangement," she asked him.

"I told you yesterday, it will be a few days. The good news is that there might be a way to make the key I summon permanent. But I would have to refrain from using this skill for a few weeks, maybe a month or two," he told her. Of course it was a lie, the key was simply sitting in his inventory, but he wanted to push her a little to see what he could get from her to secure her release.

"That's.... Awesome... Do you think it could be done in a bit less time? Do you have a moment to pass by, maybe for some... Training?" she asked. Her eyes were dipping down to his crotch hoping to see the bulge caused by the dick she encountered the day before.

"I can't, I have a date with my girlfriend. And something to do pretty much every day this week. I might have a moment Sunday after seeing Anna. But it would slow down the progress towards a permanent solution," he told her, moving slightly to show his intent of leaving. He would either be able to pass or come closer to her body.

Moira looked mortified. She was used to masturbating daily. Being unable to have sex and, because of her father, to have a boyfriend she needed the constant release to fight the urges her powers awoke in her.

She gave him her phone number and asked him to call her at any hour if he was able to unlock her. A permanent solution could wait, her pussy couldn't.

John pocketed the number and ran to the school gates. He found Anna waiting for him. She just had a cooking class and smelled of vanilla.

"Hi John. Are we still doing that?" she asked him.

Before even replying he hugged and kissed her.

"Of course. Hum... You smell good enough to eat. I might take a bite later," he said, playfully nibbling on her earlobe and neck.

He didn't need to see her face to guess she was blushing. She was nearly melting in his arms, her body coming closer to his. He had switched to his regular underwear to let her feel his erection through his pants, hoping he wouldn't cum in them just by being so close to her.

They walked to the tramway, his arm over her waist. He did not know if he could ever get tired of feeling her warm body against his own.

Once seated in the wagon she searched her school bag for something and got out a small item wrapped in paper.

"We did pastries today in cooking class. I made those for you!" she told him, clearly excited.

John unwrapped the paper to find a small cardboard box and 3 pastries in it. A small croissant, a cake filled with butter cream and a miny raspberry pie.

"This is so beautiful and so nice of you!" he told her. When he picked one he somehow got the image of her, naked on a bed with whipped cream and chocolate on her.

He bit in the raspberry pie. It was one of the sweetest he had ever tasted, the shortbread crust had just the right amount of crunchiness and the cream under the fruits was soft and delicious.

She approached him and kissed him, licking crumbs and raspberry juice from around his mouth.

"It's delicious, but it tastes even better with one of those. I have an idea. I know it's for me but take a bite please," he said offering her what was left of the bite sized pie.

She ate it, she really enjoyed everything sweet (but hated what it did to her body). Just after she swallowed most of it he french-kissed her. Letting his tongue play in her mouth, still coated with the red juice from the pie. Making out with a sweet girl AND eating sweets, it was really the perfect combination.

On the rest of the short ride they finished the other two pastries (equally delicious) and John managed to make Anna comfortable with public displays of affection. He even had her sitting on his lap, where she could feel exactly what he was thinking of her.

John's barrage of compliments and reassurances were slowly but surely chipping away at her image issues. If he found a way to safely help her get in a slightly better shape then he would, but if she stayed right like she was he would still be the happiest boyfriend in history.

They arrived at the Mall, during a week day there weren't many people so they wouldn't have to wait too long anywhere to get a sales clerk. John texted his mom to warn her that he would be home later than expected. It was unusual for him. He so often came back directly from school to lock himself in his room, spending hours until dinner and late into the night playing video games and watching or writing porn.

"Where are we going, John? We passed three stores I buy clothes from already!" asked Anna. John was holding her hands and had continued walking each time she had proposed they stop at a store.

He had a single thought in mind and a clear destination.