Tiffany in front, Brad in the Rear. Wednesday nights, am I right?

(Felt like continuing on after my last chapter and decided to toss up another one quickly! This really got away from what I was originally planning, but at least I can save other stuff for later. This what a tad meaner then I meant to go, but I suppose we will see how it shapes up later!)

A few minutes ago.

The longer she had waited the more impatient Tiffany had gotten. It was not like Jessica to brush her off. Sure she had been distracted, but Jessica did not usually brush her off. She was still able to keep herself somewhat entertained with a few of the attentive boys, and of course there were plenty of drinks, but without the birthday girl things felt like they could only go so far. It might have been nice not having to fight Jessica for the attention of the single football students, but she and Jessica had a great wing-girl dynamic for roping in the guys.

So when a group came in talking about Kyle of all people, she listened in. The word was that he had apparently snuck in to Jessica's room and surprise attacked her with a water balloon or something. He ran down the stairs in a hurry and she had chased after him. apparently so furious her face had turned red. Hearing this, she went over and got Brad, who was downing his third drink since she last saw Jessica, and tapped his shoulder.

“Brad!”

She tapped it again,

“Hmph?” Brad tilted his head towards her and deflected her next tap with his hand, “Ready to play?”

“I just heard Kevin hid in Jessica's room and attacked her with water balloons!” Tiffany exclaimed, “They just ran out the back towards the garden!”

“He what? That little shit nerd?” Brad played up all the ferociousness he could give off. Going after a nerd that attacked the head cheerleader, at her party in her home, could only buy him brownie points with the girls.

“Hey come with me, I want to check on her,” Tiffany said, pulling Brad with her towards edge of the veranda.

“Hey guys, get that table up, we're getting the birthday girl!” Brad shouted over to Chris and Sam.

Now

“Oh my god Jessica?” Tiffany ran forward, wondering what Kevin hit her with that caused her to make such a noise. Itching powder, or something Jessica is allergic to? With the full intent of helping her friend she ran towards her, frowning as she saw that creepy Devin girl by her.

Devin had her locker directly across from Tiffany at school, and as time went by she started gazing and eyeing Tiffany whenever she thought she was unnoticed. She would also try to play it off when caught by suddenly talking to her, making an attempt at poor conversation to pry for information from her. Who was dating who, did Brad really have a big cock, had she and the other cheerleaders touched it, together, at the same time? Tiffany had hoped they would remove her from the class when she told the coach, adding in some extra embellishments, but after a short suspension the creep managed to return.

While Cassie was the one who originally called Alex a creep after hearing about it all, it was Tiffany who began to propagate the use of 'creep' to describe her in an attempt to have the girl leave her alone, a nickname that started catching on at Eastlake. Seeing her hovering over Jessica on the grass was rather alarming. Knowing that neither her nor Kevin should have been here, Tiffany wondered if maybe they were working together on something.

Tiffany slowed down to look at her friend. Jessica face was flushed red and the sweat and porch light created a sheen across her forehead. Tiffany had her thoughts turn back to an allergic reaction of some type. The creep stared at her, her face also flush, with a look of consideration.

“Get away from her, creep!” Tiffany shouted.

Brad had paused behind her, catching sight of Kevin's fleeting form down the street. He did not know if it would help or hurt his rep if he went running after him while Jessica was down on the ground and by all appearances crying. Realizing that no one here would see him catch the nerd if he went after him, Brad decided that he would just catch him in the morning and went over to Tiffany.

I wish those two would freeze in place, and no one would notice.

A shudder went through Jessica as Tiffany stopped only feet away from her. Controlling herself in the midst of the sensations Jessica called out,

“Tiffany! Mistress, stop it!”

Jessica cringed as she said Mistress, drawing another beaming gaze from Alex towards her.

“God I never thought I would love being called that," Alex gushed, "Still though, I wish you would keep your voice low and speak softly for the rest of the night.”

Jessica slumped over in defeat as the warm energy filled her again. This party had become far more disastrous then she would ever have thought possible.

Alex looked around at the party members. A bunch of them have started coming over from the patio in front, and the veranda on the other side. No one seemed to pay any attention to the frozen students in the yard, but some had concern on their face towards Jessica and her odd behavior and were coming over to check on her.

Alex turned back towards Jessica and smiled, “I think... It is about time we bring the day to a close. Since it was a very special day lets make sure it was very memorable!” Alex rubbed her hands together, glancing down at the form of Jessica.

“I wish no-one would consciously notice the state that Jessica was in, but thought she was **** to end the party after a prank went wrong. I wish that everyone will line up to thank her for a wonderful party, take a good look at her and tell her how pretty she is tonight, and that they would then go home. I wish the next time they masturbate and sleep they will think of her as she is now.”

Jessica shot her head up. “Mistress no,” she said, her voice coming out as little more then a whisper. She shifted her position to bring her legs under her and an arm to cover the points upon her chest.

“Nope, we don't want to shy away from providing a great memory! Cheerleaders should be good hosts! I wish while talking to guests, Jessica would stand up straight with her chest pushed out, and every five thanks her body would act as though a wish was granted.”

Jessica went silent, staring at her flatly as her body began to move on its own again. Her body was flush with the feeling of the continual wishes being pushed on it.

Alex tilted her head in consideration as Jessica moved, “I know tonight was a bit hard so, I wish Jessica would accept the thanks of every guest graciously, and not suffer any physical discomfort originating from the activities this night, and sleep soundly until her normal wake up time getting a full night's rest regardless of how much she actually sleeps.”

“Oh, and I wish while frozen Tiffany and Brad will unconsciously answer all my questions and then unfreeze when they are the last of the guests for their turn.”

With a wave Alex turned towards Tiffany, “I'll be out of your hair after I talked to these two... oh, one last wish. Sorry I am making you work so hard dear, but I wish that you would not do anything to bring me harm, and tomorrow you will act like everything is normal until we have time for a talk. Ta ta.”