Sharing the Magic

Shooing off Dave, Ms. Lia sighed with relief as she stood alone in front of the doorway to her class. She felt some leftover excitement, or maybe anger, but couldn’t remember why for some reason. It’s like she just woke up from a tense dream. Rubbing her eyes, she calms down for a second before freezing up at the realization weighing on her chest.

What the fuck was this? What looked like cum was all over her chest, dripping in-between her tits and soaking her pink bra. Her blouse looked wrinkled, opened all the way to her belly to give the best view of her chest possible. In a panic, Ms. Lia rushes to her desk and grabs a napkin to clean herself off. Bringing the napkin to her chest, she attempts to wipe it off but her hand slips and dunks it into her cleavage. Biting her lip as the napkin tickles her chest, she manages to slowly fish out the tissue from her valley. Having dipping the napkin into a region further up front without much pooling cum, not much was cleaned in this process.

Going for a second attempt, Ms. Lia carefully brings it down to clean herself, but when she gets within an inch of the cum her hand just stops, until it involuntarily moves over to a clean area on her chest. Puzzled, Ms. Lia makes a horrifying realization that she wasn’t the one to put the cum between her tits. Fuming, she swore she would end whoever did this to her, and cursed the strange blackout she had just as Dave left. It couldn’t be him could it?...No, that didn’t make any sense to her, he barely does anything.

With her righteous fury at who-knows-who, she takes on last attempt to fix her predicament. Bringing her hands to her breasts, she reaches to the jizz and attempts to wipe it up with her fingers. Feeling the fresh cum disgusts her, but it’s the only way she can make it less obvious without removing it. Sliding it around her chest, she manages to spread the thick puddle in her cleavage into a light sheen that might go unnoticed if others didn’t stare at her chest. Of course, she’s recently been **** to show it off as much as she can, so she knows that they’ll stare. This is at least the best she can do.

Going to pull away her hands and wash them off, Lia’s eyes widen when they refuse to move away from her tits. Feeling the cum sticking her hands down, she realizes with horror that she had also managed to transfer the cum from her tits to her hands. And since she can’t take the cum from her cleavage, that’s where her hands need to stay as well.

Burning red and beginning to panic, she attempts to wipe down her fingers against her tits, but struggles to do so from how soiled her entire chest had already gotten. Lightly moaning as she kneads and stimulates her sensitive chest, the piercing chime of the bell stops her dead in her tracks.

“Oh god, please, not now.” She pleas, looking down at her legs as they begin their hip-swaying gait out the door. Her ass swinging side to side as she’s carried, her hands stuck posed over her tits like she was showcasing them, all that revealed Ms. Lia’s true thoughts was her panicked face carried on the body that just wouldn’t obey her. Pleading all the way to the door, she’s thrust out to hall monitor duties for all the school to stare.

Dave-

Walking down the hallway leaving my confused, customized teacher behind, I had never felt more satisfied in my life. Playing with her this last week had been a blast, but actually using her to find some relief was something I knew I was missing the whole time. But all my blue-balling paid off and I’ll probably get the chance to check in on her every day potentially. Maybe there’s some commands that could make that easier, like a house call or something. Maybe I’ll get something that could make her work at our house as a maid or something. Hopefully in a slutty maid outfit. Ah, I’m getting too ahead of myself, I’m just so high off getting my dick sucked by her.

Excusing my tardiness as I arrive at my next class, I spend the rest nearly the entire time fantasizing about the girls I’ve customized so far. Ms. Lia feels like I’m basically finished with right now. I got her dressing like a slut, can puppet her around to some degree, and get to use her body to get me off. For now, I’ll just enjoy what I have for her I think. Mom is close, but I still don’t really get to do much with her. I can slap her ass, but that’s getting a little mundane. I should invest some more into her. Alice is the newest, and I haven’t had the chance to really customize her yet, but this first pick I got is really, REALLY nice. Making out and groping her was hot as fuck, but seeing her do that to Mom and Maria was also a massive turn on. I wonder if I can get some more changes to turn Alice into a conduit of sex, or some other less stupid sounding name.

I also consider some of the girls around me I could add. Maria Chan is an obvious pick. I must admit I had a crush on her for a while, and being in relatively close proximity makes me wish I could bring her a little closer. Plus, she’s rather innocent looking on the outside. I know she’s fooled around with boys plenty but she does have that air of a somewhat quiet nerdy girl, and it could be fun to bring out the tease in her a little more.

Julie Kerrigan is also someone I’d love to play with. She can be a bit bitchy to others sometimes but is overall ok, it’s just that she’s one of the hottest girls in school, and she knows it. Seeing her every day always draws my eyes, and is a major perk to sitting in the back of Ms. Lia’s class. But seeing her on gameday is always a huge treat. God bless the maker of volleyball shorts. It would be great to get a closer look at her some time, maybe give the whole school a closer look while I’m at it.

Finally, in this math class there’s Emily Nader. We’re pretty well acquainted, frequenting the gaming club that meets every other Friday. We both go there to play games like Mario Kart, Smash, Soulcalibur, and it’s always really chill there. Despite the stereotype of a gaming club being a smelly sausage fest, our school’s is thankfully a little more civilized and there’s quite a few cool people there, of which Emily is one. She’s a decently tall brunette with lightly tanned skin, and she’s always prone to talking shit with the other members, in jest most of the time. She’s gotten plenty salty before, but mostly keeps it cool. If I had unlimited gems I would probably add her, but for now I think I’ll save these 21 gems for Mom and Alice.

Hearing the bell right breaks me from my contemplations, and I pack up my empty notes and head to my next class to repeat the process before lunch.

Lia-

The worst was over, Ms. Lia thought. She had managed to leave her class late and avoid the swarm of students in the transition period and was now just zoning out as her body did her job for her. Her legs carrying her down the hall, Ms. Lia barely makes it 10 minutes before her luck strikes her even harder.

“Sophia…What the HELL are you doing?” Her legs freezing in place, she realizes she now has control again and almost breathes a sigh of relief. Turning around in shame to address superintendent Dent, his eyes widen when he sees the state of her. The open blouse showing off her bra, the glistening on her chest, and the way her hands poise above her tits as if she’s showcasing a trophy proudly.

“Is this ANY way for a teacher here to present herself!” He was furious, eyeing up Ms. Lia’s presentation without hint of anything but incredulous rage.

“I…I don’t know what to…” Lia attempts to respond, but this is simply too much for her to talk away.

“Sophia, you have gone too far off the rails. I don’t know why we’re still even bothering with you, but you need to cut this out. I want you reporting in for detention duty every day from now on until you clean up your act, got it? If you can’t act like a professional, at least you can make it better for those who can. And clean yourself up!” He turns his back on her and waves her away as he walks off, too disgusted in her to handle right now.

Ms. Lia takes a few deep breaths. It’s not too much worse than last time, but this is getting out of hand, she needs to get to the bottom of this. As soon as she gets her legs back, she needs to find Ms. Green and get to the bottom of this. She’s the only other person she’s trusted with her plight, she’ll be able to help her, at the very least to get this fucking cum off her chest.

Dave-

Pulling out of the lunch line with my government approved nutrition delivery, I take a scan around the cafeteria to look for the boys. I catch them all talking over in the far side of the room, but on my way there I see something a little more interesting. A couple girls had taken seats at a table a few spaces away from me, and a familiar someone was busy sucking face with a girl as she grinded into their thigh. Watching as her partner kneaded her ass through her jeans, I put my tray down next to the couple and wait for them to pull away.

As Alice dismounts from her friend, the flushed redhead underneath her catches her breath and slides over to her seat, her makeup smudged and some sweat forming on her forehead.

“Hey…Why…….” She continues panting, and unable to find the words to address Alice simply picks up her fork and lightly picks at the pasta. Eyeing her over she’s a bit of a looker. Long red hair, small nose, modest breasts. Not to be rude I say hi and she nods back.

“Hey…I’m Angie.” She says lightly, seemingly a little shy. Understandable right now. Alice is just correcting her bra from under her shirt as I lean over to her.

“Hey Alice.” Not waiting for a response, I lean into her and our lips meet. As we kiss, she swings her legs up over my lap to straddle me, and I enjoy my time Frenching her as my hands slide under the waistband of her jeans. Feeling her ass directly, I give her a squeeze and hear her gasp into my mouth. Encouraged, my other hand slides up under her shirt and bra to tweak her nipples, getting a few moans out before she dismounts me, leaving me with a raging erection. Damn, guess I might have to find Ms. Lia again.

“Hey Dave. Oh yea Angie, this is my brother Dave.” She introduces me to her friend, casually referencing that the man who was groping her all over was her brother. But Angie doesn’t seem to mind, that whole episode went kinda under her radar, and she just gives a quick reply in response. I can’t really tell if she’s usually this quiet or if she’s just still in shock from losing control with Alice.

“Hey Dave, did you see Ms. Lia in the hallways? She had her tits out and they were COMPLETELY covered in jizz!”

“What? No way.” I play coy with a laugh. “I’m sure I would have noticed that.”

“Yea, cause you can’t keep your eyes off her. I know you were looking, you seriously didn’t see that?”

“Hey, I would have loved to see that, sounds hot. But I guess you’re paying a bit more attention to our teacher’s tits.” She lightly hits me in the arm with that.

“Sounds like some guy got lucky, didn’t he. You think they’ll get rid of her?”

“Are you kidding? She’s basically irreplaceable. She could fuck a student in front of the class and she’d still be in next period.”

“Hm, should see if I can test that for you.”

“Ha, you wish. You don’t have the balls for it.”

Slowing down our banter a little, the two of us pick away at our meals when I decide to take a look at Custom Girls again. With 21 gems to my name, I could make a nice addition to Alice’s current changes, but I’ll try not to go overboard and lose out on changes for Mom. Maybe something that’ll make her more of a pervy **** of nature at this school.

Taking a look at the list, I see a few options that could actually suit that bill.

• Touching another woman’s breasts causes them to double in size for the rest of the day. 20 gems.
• When target touches another woman’s ass, that woman will shake her ass for 10 minutes. Partner will continue their business as if they were not compelled to shake, but may express themselves verbally. 15 gems.
• Other women caress target, and rub themselves on her when near. Others may not pull away due to the caressing, will act as if they aren’t. 6 gems.
• If other women notice target staring at their body, they are compelled to flash her. 6 gems.
• Any woman she touches cannot put panties on for 24 hours. 8 gems.

These would all be nice additions, but the second option seems like it will synergize really well with her compulsive makeouts. For the awareness setting, I leave them identical to Alice’s first change, being only the partner in this situation is aware anything is weird. Purchasing it, I realize that for now it’ll be really hard to actually see the effects, so I wait until a girl I know walks by. Luckily, I don’t have to wait too long before I see Emily Nader walk past.

“Hey Emily, how’s it going?” I call out as she walks behind me. I get a good look at her in her tight fitting Pink Floyd shirt her loose brown hair dangles over, and the flowing green skirt draped down to her knees.

“Oh hey Dave, what’s up.” She calls back, having dropped her tray in the trash and returning to her table.

“Just wanted you to meet my sister Alice, I know I’ve told you about her but I don’t think you’ve ever met.” The bomb is planted.

“Oh hey Alice!” She calls cheerily, before a dark cloud wipes that from her face. Stepping over to Alice’s chair, she realizes what her body is doing and struggles to fight it.

“Wait, what the fuck, Dave help- MH” She yells into Alice’s mouth as I watch her skirt drape over her lap. Emily’s eyes are wide but he mouth goes at it with Alice, exploring her mouth aggressively and threatening to pop out Alice’s tits as she feeling her up. Finally, the moment I was waiting for comes as Alice’s hand lands on her partner’s ass and gives a tight squeeze, triggering her new effect. On her lap, Emily begins to grind her up and down, giving it a little shake each time that’s unfortunately mostly hidden by the loose skirts.

As their greeting comes to and end, Emily is thrust up from her lap and stumbles back. Her hips betraying her, they shake her ass lightly, her skirt draped over her soft curves and rippling down her legs. Astonished at her body’s actions, she turns to Alice.

“What the hell did you do!?” She shouts at her, ass continuing to twerk against her will. She reaches with her hands to try to hold her hips in place, or squeeze her cheeks and keep them from moving, but has no luck whatsoever.

“I just said hello, what’s wrong?” Oh Alice, you have genuinely no idea what you’re doing to people. Emily stares at her in disbelief, and I take a good look at her from the side, seeing her ass bouncing under the skirt.

“Yea but why did we…you know! And why am I twerking!” She bends over to get a look at her bouncing booty, dumbfounded that her own body is acting on its own like this.

“What’s wrong with shaking your ass?” I poke at her.

“Yea, I don’t get what the problem is.” Angie breaks her silence and chimes in.

“Come on, you look like a pro!” Alice compliments her, or at least part of her.

“You…I don’t know what’s going on here, I need to go.” Emily turns away and walks to her table. Unable to fully commit to twerking, her hips seem to compromise by giving her a gait that swings her ass as much as it can. Reaching her table causes her to descend into full twerking mode again, before she sits down, extremely frustrated at her body. Her hips shimmy on the chair, looking like she’s giving a lap dance. It’s funny, both this new trigger and Alice’s kissing trigger keep the partners from retaliating, so no matter how frustrated they are they just have to deal with it. That’s hilarious.

“You know Alice, I don’t get why people are freaking out around you so much today.”

“I don’t know, they’ll get over it. Maria and Mom both did. It’s still weird though.” We get back to our talks and food, stealing glances at Emily every so often. She seems to be mostly ignoring her out of control hips, but reaches down to fix her skirt quiet a lot. One time she stands up to pull it down over her legs more, but that just gives her ass the chance to really show off to the school. After a second of twerking freely for me to stare, she sits back down and continues the light shimmy in the chair. Damn, this was a good 15 gems. Only have 6 more left for today, but that was really worth it. I’ll save the rest for tomorrow.

After another few minutes, it looks like the curse on Emily wears off, much to her relief. Rubbing her hips, she seems to contemplate what exactly had happened to her when the bell rings to sound that lunch is over. Everyone getting up at once, I stick close to Alice on the way. On the way out, she manages to bump into a curvy Latina in yoga pants from behind, her crotch colliding with the pert ass.

Alice apologizes to her, but the woman is far more concerned with the fact that her hips had started shaking on their own. As the stranger desperately grips at her hips to try to keep them under control, I realize just how strong this command could be. How light of a brush could count as a touch? Continuing her walk out, the Latina falls into a hip-swaying gait, her arms raised away from her waist as she stares as her legs. Following her wiggling ass back and forth with my eyes, I brainstorm how I might get the most mileage out of this. Might have to real it in with a different effect if I can, this is a little ****. Although **** isn't necessarily a bad thing, I guess I'll see how it works out.

Lia-

“Thanks Erika.” Ms. Lia flexes her fingers for the first time in hours, having finally gotten help from her coworker to clean up the jizz someone had left her. She still had no idea how this happened, but at least it was behind her, for now.

“So, you have no idea who did this?” Ms. Erika Green asks her, washing off her hands in the bathroom sink to get any residual cum off her hands. This was a dirty job, but she knew that Ms. Lia needed her help.

“No! I really can’t…” Ms. Lia turns her head down at Erika.

“It’s not Dave was it? He had done some stuff earlier hadn’t he?”

“No I don’t think so. And what stuff do you mean? He’s been really quiet ever since I started this year.” Ms. Green freezes for a second.

“Wait, you said Dave was doing a lot to you!”

“Huh? Like what?” Ms. Lia asks curiously. She couldn’t remember any off color thing Dave had done, ever really. He just kinda sat in the back and barely participated.

“You told me he had shoved two things down your chest this last week! I had to get the quarters out cause of your, condition we’ll call it.” Ms. Lia crosses her arms under her open bust and thinks about this. It is weird, she remembered the hand sanitizer and quarters coming out of her tits, but not how it got in there.

“Wait, you’re telling me Dave did that!?” The quiet, worthless runt of the litter was manipulating her like this? She couldn’t believe it.

“Do you seriously not remember? If you’re being serious, this is a major problem.” Shocked at this revelation, Ms. Lia considers everything strange of this last week and realizes localized blackouts barely qualify as weird any more.

“I, I really don’t. I’m serious. Please, you need to help me with this.” Ms. Lia pled to her colleague. She’s been holding together the best she can, but at the rate things are going she’ll lose complete control of herself soon.

“Don’t worry, I have a plan on what to do…”

Dave-

“Hey Mom, we’re home!” I call out to the house as Alice and I push in the front door. I see Mom standing in the living room putting away some papers, bent over at the waist as she reaches down to the boxes on the floor. Her heels are off and put away in the shoe bin, but he nylons and tight pencil skirt from work remain, meaning she probably just got back. Getting a glimpse of her panties from under her skirt as it rode up the curve of her ass, she turns back to look at us.

“Hello you two!” She calls out. Standing upright facing us, I can see that her shirt has only just started to dry off from her constant drenching at work. Her hard nipples still poke through, and the damp fabric of her blouse lets her bra shine through clearly as it hugs every curve. I get an even better view as her legs start carrying her over, her hips jutting out back and forth with every step as her smile dims slightly. Realizing what’s happening, her eyes widen as Alice steps out and meets her.

“Hey Mom.” Alice returns, before plunging into her mothers lips. The soft moans from the two of them blur together as the kiss, and Alice reaches up around Mom’s blouse to tweak her nipples in her fingertips. While they’re kissing, I walk around to Mom’s back and give her a hard slap in the ass, making her yelp into Alice’s mouth and leaving her booty shaking for a moment. Encouraged by me, Alice gives Mom a slap herself, and her hips start to gyrate as the two of them hold each other close. Keeping up the kiss another moment, mom pulls away and is speechless.

“Honey, why did we…” She just looks down at her hips as they shake her moneymaker in shock. After staring for a moment, she begins to slowly go back to her boxes before I intervene with the app. I decide, just for now, to turn on awareness for her hotkeys to play with her a bit.

“EPP!” With the press of a button, Mom drops down into a low squat. Shaking her ass like an expert, her skirt begins to ride up exposing the lingerie beneath, and she turns her head back to look at us.

“What’s going on, why am I doing this?! Oh god, this is disgusting.” She cries out as she is **** to shake her ass for her two children, twerking low to the ground and with her ass nearly completely exposed.

“Sorry let me help you with that Mom.” I go up to her, and reaching down to the skirt, pull it the rest of the way up her ass to expose as much of those juicy cheeks as I can. While I’m at it, I grab hold of her panties and pull them into a wedgie.

“No Dave, I don’t know what’s happening, I can’t stop for some reason!” Mom calls out again, not understanding why the two of us are so casual about this event.

“Hey Mom, you just gotta let it out I guess. You’re doing pretty well for yourself too I’d say.” Alice’s comment only make Mom more freaked out as Alice watches a bit more before heading to her room. I give Mom a few smacks on her wiggling ass. Mom can’t help but moan in pleasure at the attention to her ass, fighting her twerking compulsion too much to resist the pleasure she gets now.

Quickly going to my room, I grab a bandana and bring it to Mom as she remains squatting. I go around to her front and see her panicked face, before reaching out to wrap the bandana around her eyes.

“Wait, what are you doing?” She grabs my hand as I go to put it on.

“I’m just completing your outfit, I think it needs a blindfold.”

“Really? Fine, but this really isn’t the time.” She allows me to wrap it around her eyes, and I’m very certain that she can’t see anything out of it. Hitting the hotkey I allow her to stand and she breathes a sigh of relief even as her ass continues to shake. Walking out the front door, I enact stage two of my plan and hit the Summon hotkey.

“WHOA.” Mom is shocked as her legs suddenly come to life and carry her to the door despite her inability to see. Her passive command to show off her ass, combined with the twerking curse, turns her walk into a message to fuck her right now. Her hips rolling to the door, her hands manage to reach the handle without even being able to see it and she finds herself blindfolded on the front steps.

“What the hell is coming over me?” She questions as she stands there. Reaching my phone around her back, I tap the button once more. Instead of walking, her body suddenly turns her around to face the door, bringing out another small yelp. In position below her on the front steps, I reach up to adjust her clothes and she allows me without issue. Well, without any issue from her, the shaking doesn’t help. With her skirt and panties in as good a position as they can be, I once again make her squat.

“Dave, what’s happening!” She calls out to me. I ignore her for the moment as I use my phone to film a minute of her twerking for me in her work clothes. Staring at her booty bouncing, she really is an expert at this. Although I suspect the command would make anyone an expert. She would be so mad if she realized I was doing this, so hopefully the blindfold keeps her in the dark.

“Just checking your clothes, sorry.” With that, I flip up her skirt and take a second video, this time with her ass clad only in her pink panties, giving me a much better view. Watching her closely, it fully occurs to me how sexy a woman she is. Damn, I really can’t wait till I can actually fuck her, this is taking too long. I look around and see a couple people walking by, but they don’t seem to pay much attention to the public lewd display my mom is putting on in our front yard. Perfect. The novel place is a turn on, but I wouldn’t want too much attention on us, even with a magic mind control app.

Reaching forwards to pull the panties up in between her cheeks, I film the reminder of the time for the twerking effect. When it comes to pass, Mom just remains in squatting position, but is able to breath a bit of a sigh of relief.

“Dave, are you done? Please I need your help.” As she calls to me, I turn back the awareness settings on her hotkeys and she seems to lighten up a little, but not completely. Walking inside, I disable the Squat hotkey and click Summon, bringing her back in while she’s still blindfolded. Reaching up to her face, I remove the blindfold and she squints at the light, with a flushed face looking back down at me.

“Dave, what just happened? Why did I do that? And why am I KISSING Alice?” She calls out to me, unable to recognize Alice’s effects as normal.

“I don’t know Mom, I don’t see what you mean. I’m sure it’s nothing.” With that, I head to my room leaving my confused and frustrated Mom behind as she contemplates what's happening.