after school

The School day was pure hell for Gina. Not only did she still have a candy bar lodged up her ass, there was the constant treat of her curse getting exposed to more people. And that stupid fat cow certainly didn't make things easier for her. Her polite language **** her to be way more submissive then usual, which plenty of her classmates found deeply interesting.

Gina did briefly consider informing a teacher about her predicament. But ultimately decided against it. Her escapades didn't just stop with her fellow classmates, plenty of teachers suffered her wrath as well. Friends where a no go as well. In fact Gina had no friends, she had lackeys. They would turn on her in a heartbeat.

No, her plan was set. Try to stay under the radar and get on stupid fat cows good side. Given her extremely high charm that should be a simple thing to accomplish.

Trough some miracle she got trough the school day without any issue, before her feet carried her against her will upwards towards the roof.

“Good evening, Gina.”

“Good evening,”, she greeted back. “Listen I think we got of the wrong foot this morning. As a matter of fact, I always admired you and your grades.”

“Really?” Marcie asked with a smile. “The truth now.”

“Forgive my impudence, but I do believe you are quite overweight. I also don't really know you, but given your glasses and overall homely appearance I assumed you probably had good grades.”

“So, you don't even know who I am.” Marcie's smile didn't waver. “Do you know how often you and your cronies bullied me trough last year?”

“Forgive me, but do you know how many slices of bread you had in your lifetime?”

Marcie had to laugh, there really was no reason to feel any pang of sympathy to that person, was there? “So, as amusing has this situation is. Why don't you tell me what exactly is going on?”

Truth be told. Gina wished to know that herself. As absurd as it sounds the curse explanation was the only thing she had to offer.

“A..curse huh.” Marcie adjusted her glasses. “To be frank I find that highly doubtful. This is most likely a psychological phenomenon brought forth by your inner consciousness. Your moral compass so to speak. Your subconscious wants to atone for all the crimes you committed in your lifetime so your mind has fabricated a curse to alleviate the issue”

“uhu” This flew way over Gina's head.

“Well, the good news is, you aren't completely rotten to the core. Somewhere very, very, very deep down there is some good in you. The bad news is that I don't really care, to be honest.”

Gina didn't really like that tone in her voice. “If..i have offended you I am sorry.”

“Gina dear...pray tell me. What would you do if your curse gets lifted.?”

“I would do my utmost do make your life a living hell. You would rue the day you crossed my path and **** me to shove that candybar up my bottoms.”

“I thought so”, Marcie smiled. “Please strip for me.”

Gina unable to resist immediately started to. To her horror she noticed that Marcie took a video of her.

“Please act like you enjoy it. Yes just like that. Now bend over and spread your asscheeks open. Now say whats in there.”

“A Candybar.”

“Full sentences.”

“T-there is a candybar inside my butthole.”

“Yes, I think I can actually see it. And who put it there?”

“I..”

“Full sentences.”

“I put a candybar inside my butthole.”

“That's a good girl.” Marcie smiled. “So, I am sure you guessed already but this is insurance. It would be wise not to move against me once your..ah curse has expired.” Marcie couldn't really believe what she was doing right now. Her entire life she was bullied and dominated. Now she suddenly was in control of this schools most powerful individual. The powertrip she experienced was tremendous.

“P-please...may I please get dressed again”, asked a completely humiliated Gina.

Marcie smiled at that. “Why? It is summer and you do have such a nice slim body. I think it wouldn't hurt to show it off for a bit?”

“N-no please.”

Truth be told Marcie found public humiliation due to nudity awfully crude. Where is the creativity, where Is the originality in it?

“Alright, take your clothes.”

Gina gratefully did.

“And throw them off the roof.”

But sometimes its not too bad to go back to the basics, right?

Gina cried out a she walked towards the edge of the roof and scattered her clothes in the wind. There was no safety railing, just a small wall, so that was easy enough to accomplish. The wind did the rest and made sure her garments where blown far away.

“Guess I better start calling you va-gina from now on, eh?”

Gina was too embarrassed to even respond to that.

“In any case.” Marcie clapped her hand. “While I have you nice and naked lets set some groundrules for our beautiful friendship, shall we? You are not to tell anybody about this curse of yours. This includes all manners of communication. If anybody does find out about your predicament you will make up an excuse to the best of your ability that does in no way involve me. You suck at this, so I suggest you better start thinking about it now.”

“Y-yes”, Gina managed to squeeze out.

“This goes without saying but I own you now. We will do lots of fun activities in the year to come so look forward to it. That said, unlike you, I am not a monster. You bullied me for a year and I intend to return the favor. You will be my **** for one year, after that you are free to go. Maybe, if I feel especially generous, I even free you from your curse.”

“A whole year?” Gina cried out mortified.

“You are truly an ungrateful little bitch, aren't you? But that kinda works for me, so it's fine. Anyway, I suspect this next year to put you under immense mental stress, so as a precaution you are not allowed to hurt yourself in any shape or form, or hurt anyone else.”

While It appeared to be for her own safety, the fact that such a rule would be necessary in the first place, produced unspeakable anguish for Gina.

“So what else.” Marcie pondered. “I kinda like you to be my own little plaything, but it would be awfully rude of me to deprive the rest of the school of this entertainment. So what do you think? Grand announcement tomorrow that you will now serve everybody for a whole year?”

“N-No!” Gina sank down to her knees. “Please, anything but that!”

Marcie smiled. “So you want to be my little plaything?”

“Y-yes please.”

“Say it.”

“I want to be your little plaything.”

Marcie let out an exasperated sigh. “I really don't think you understand just how fortunate you are that I am your master. Fine, you will not have to obey anyone's command but me, unless I tell you otherwise.”

“ok...”

“Ok?” Marcie raised an eyebrow. “I believe what you meant to say was. Thank you, my beloved Master.”

“T-thank you my beloved master.”

“i see we have a lot of work in front of us. But fine by me. Oh one final thing.”

“Y-yes.”

“I'd like you to keep that candy bar inside you as a sign of our friendship. It's organic so it will come out sooner or later, once that happens i'd like you to keep the remains at your bedside table so you always think of me before going to sleep.”

Gina scrunched her face up in disgust at the prospect, which clearly delighted Marcie.

“Anyway, since this is our first day I think I let you off easy for now. A pleasant evening.”

“W-wait..m-my clothes!”

Marcie allowed herself to stop and turn back one more time. “I'm sure you figure something out.” before leaving Gina to her fate.