Hard Conversations

Lily rounded the corner and found Helen standing in front of her locker, her arms folded over her chest and a testy expression painted across her face. Her short hair, and delicate, graceful body made the girl look like an angry fairy.

“Do you think what you pulled in the resource room is funny?” Helen asked as Lily approached her.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t give me that. You were the only one there last night. Mrs. Winter showed me it this morning. Do you realize how much trouble we’re in?”

Lily remembered the chaotic state she left the resource room closet in, her gray spunk covering nearly every surface. Then of course there were the scattered paper clips and school supplies that had flown everywhere during the demonic attack. The night before, all Lily could think of was escape. Now her past was coming back to haunt her.

“Helen, it’s hard to explain,” she said.

“Yeah it is! What were you thinking? What even was that stuff you put on the ground? It was disgusting.”

“I-it’s-uh,” Lily struggled to find an explanation that would allow this whole thing to make sense.

Yeah Helen, I tried to do the spring dance prep work, but then a demon tried to **** me. Oh, then the demon’s dick decided to hitch a ride on my body and I spent the entire afternoon spraying the floor with cum. That would go over well.

“I’m sorry, Helen. I don’t know what came over me.”

You know, the voice squawked.

Lily clenched her fists and tried her best to ignore the miserable inner chatter.

“I am the only reason you weren’t suspended, Lily. You and I are going to stay after today and we are going to clean every inch of that closet and between then and now you better come up with a better explanation.”

With that, Helen turned tail and marched down the hallway, her cute little butt swaying back and forth as she did so. Lily stared at her friend’s backside, feeling the penis begin to struggle against its duct tape restraints.

You weren’t kidding about this place being filled with hot pieces of ass, the voice cried. Now when are you going to stop being such a prude start doing some good old fashion fucking?

“Never,” Lily said under breath. “You’ve gotten me into way too much trouble as it is.”

***

When Luna saw Mary standing in the hallway, she froze up. Something as natural as greeting her best friend now seemed entirely alien given the new context.

Luna blushed, feeling the heat fill her cheeks and forehead. Her eyes scanned Mary’s body and saw nothing out of the ordinary. It was just plain old Mary standing there.

Perhaps the mirror spell had shown her a fake image? Luna supposed it was possible. Then again, the lust aura spell had been described as permanent.

The two women locked eyes from across the hall. It was at that moment that Luna noticed Mary’s expression. She looked nervous - almost frightened.

Mary jogged over and the first words out of her mouth set Luna on her ass.

“You need to get rid of the book.”

Luna recoiled as If slapped.

“What do you mean, why?” Luna said, feigning ignorance.

Mary cast a furtive glance around the hallway and shook her head.

“Can we go somewhere a little more private?”

Luna nodded and Mary led the way to an abandoned alcove near the west exit.

“Your spell, the one you tried to cast on my mom for shits and giggles last night? It did something to me.”

Well that answered Luna’s biggest question. Her body went limp as she realized the truth behind the mirror’s image. Mary had really been with that guy last night. All her fears were coming true.

“What did it do?” Luna asked, already knowing the answer.

Mary crept close and whispered in her ear.

“It, um, changed my body.”

“You look normal,” Luna said.

Why was she putting up this charade? She knew exactly what had happened. Lying to Mary seemed ridiculous. Still, Luna couldn’t bring herself to acknowledge the reality of the situation.

“I changed back, mostly, but not before I did something I seriously regret. I don’t want to go into details. I just need you to toss the book.”

Luna said nothing. She looked down at the ground, her mind in disarray.

There was the jealousy she had wrestled with since the night prior, along with more than a little sexual curiosity. Part of her desperately wanted to see Mary the she had last night.

However, the prevailing emotion was dread - dread at giving up the spell book.

“I don’t have it with me,” Luna lied.

Mary frowned.

“Where is it?”

Luna looked down at her shoes.

“It’s at home.”

“Have you used it again?” Mary asked.

“A little.”

“Luna, what does that mean?”

“Just a few spells. That’s all.”

Mary shook her head in disbelief.

“So you knew this stuff was real and didn’t bother to check in on me or my mom?”

“It’s not like that! I just, you know, figured I was having more luck at home. Besides, I thought you were mad at me! You stormed off!”

“Yeah, because your awful little spell was making me grow out of my fucking clothes! Luna, goddamnit. This shit is dangerous. It’s not a toy you can play with.”

“I know! I’m being careful.”

“There isn’t any careful with this stuff. Promise me. Please, Luna, PROMISE me you will throw the book away.”

Luna couldn’t look Mary in the eye.

“Okay. I’ll throw it away when I get home.”

Mary nodded, seemingly satisfied.

“Good. Please do that.”

The bell rang and both girls walked off to their first period classes separately. As Luna walked away, her eyes filled with tears.

She knew it was lie. Feeling the book bounce around slightly in her backpack, filled to the brim with secret power, Luna knew she was powerless to get rid of it.

For the first time in nearly a decade of friendship, there was a wedge between Luna and her best friend and it sickened the young woman to think about it.