Sneak in under disguise

It is then that an idea popped into her mind. An idea crazy enough that it might actually work. Taking a few steps back to make sure she's on a safe distance not to attract any attentio, Amanda whipped out her wand and, holding it above her head, mumbled "Metamorphis vestis!" In the blink of an eye, her school uniform was replaced by a black, tailored suit. Running her fingers through her fiery hair, she gradually pulled it back into a more masculine hairstyle, with a few short strains of hair leaning forward. Shining the top of her black leather shoe against her pant leg, she could feel the anklet beneath it. Of course, it would've been to easy to just change it with magic, but still worth a shot. The ginger took a deep breath and slowly walked behind the corner, approaching the chatting duo, trying to walk upstraigtlht, like one of those Appleton guys she loved ridiculing. Her presence sure didn't go unnoticed as the two tattletales turned towards her, raising their eyebrows at the sight of a male visitor in the Luna Nova academy.

The closer one, named Hannah, spoke up first "Who are you? This section of the castle is only for- Huh?!" her voice cracked up as she felt the mysterious gentleman take her hand and leaning forward place a gentle kiss on it "Enchante..." Amanda added as she looked at the redhead with her piercing green eyes, trying her best to keep a straight face, as much as she hated herself right now. "H-h-hello~" the witch stutered with a bright blush. The disguised tomboy rose up again.

"I am a personal friend of Diana's. I need to talk with Miss Cavendish about a private issue." she replied, trying to sound as formal and snobish as possible, gritting her teeth each time she finished a sentence.

The dark haired girl shrugged her shoulders. "Of course you are, a successful witch like Diana has many friends and even more admirers. And she's always busy as a consequence. What is your name?"

Amanda stood still, trying her best not to throw up from all the ass kissing.

"I really admire how Diana can walk straight all day long with these two constantly up her ass" she thought to herself.

"Well?" Barbara asked again,raising an eyebrow, reminding Amanda that she should probably quickly think of a pseudonym.

"Oh, my apologies... I was just lost in my thoughts. I mean, Diana did tell me in her letter that she had a pretty roommate, but this level of beauty just took me by shock." the orange troublemaker replied in a near Shakespearian fashion. "Diana better have a solution for the anklet issue, I'm gonna have to wash my tongue after all of this bullshit." Amanda kept telling herself.

"Snrk! Really? She said that about me?!" Barbara asked giggling with a blush

"He was clearly refering to me!" Hannah protested, crossing her arms.

"Oh, please! Anyone with a pair of eyes can see that I'm the prettier one of the two of us- red hair is overrated anywa- OUCH!" she screamed as Hannah pulled her by the hair. "Get over here!" with a battle cry, Barbare pounced her roommate, rolling on the floor as they kept wrestling and spewing insults at each other, not realising or jusglt not caring that someone was still with them. Amanda used this opportunity to slowly tip toe her way to the bedroom door, quietly opening and closing it behind herself. Turning around, she could see Diana sitting at her desk, writing something into her notebook with a quill. She lifted her head, looking at the visitor. "I don't recall inviting anyone. Especially not an Appleton resident" she replied in an indifferent tone.

"Geez, I'm really starting to wonder if I'm really that good or if people around me are just blind..." The Irish-American delinquent spoke up in her normal voice, letting out a sigh of relief as ahe could finally blow her cover.

"Huh? Wh- Amanda?" Diana asked in surprise. "What do you want?"

"The one and only" she said, brushing her shoulder with her right hand. "I know we don't get along, but I have a problem, and you're the only witch that's competent enough to help me with this."

"Why don't you bother the professors with your troubles, can't you see that I'm busy myself?" the blonde replied, flipping a page from her notebook.

"... Because then I'd be in even bigger trouble than I am now" she said, sitting down on the nearest couch.

"Oh, what a surprise..."

"Hey! Instead of being a condescending snob, you could actually hear me out for once! This issue concerns you too!" Amanda snapped, getting annoyed by her attitude. Despite that, she gritted jer teeth and added "Please." at the end.

Diana sighed, turning around in her chair. "Very well, I suppose it has to be of some importance, considering that you went out of your way to sneak in here. What is the matter?"

The ginger realised that showing the bracellet to the only wich who can help her might not be the best idea, knowing the bracelet's effect on people by now. "Well, last night I... Found, this old artifact near the museum in the city. It didn't seem to have any magucal power, so I just put it around my ankle as jewelry, but ever since then, whoever looked at it-"

"DIANA!" the voice of Barbara could be heard as she and her friend stormed into the room. "I'm sorry! I know you said you didn't want to get bothered, but Hannah and I got into an argument and he entered while I was-"

"I-it's not his fault, though! I didn't get to explain that you were-"

"Would you stop defending him just because you want to get inside his pants, already?!"

"Shut up!!!"

Looking indifferently at the two roommates yelling at each other, Amanda turned to Diana, placing a hand on the side of her mouth "...Might be best if I just show you" she said standing up and turning to the two arguing witches.

"Hey, numbnuts! What do you think of this?" she said, extending her left forward and pulling her pant leg back.

"... Guys shave their legs as well?" the redhead asked curiously.

"Why are we looking at his ankle bracellet?"

Diana, was resting her head in the palm of her hand, rather bored "...And what is this supposed to prove?"

"Just give it a second, will ya?!" she replied annoyed, turning to the Cavendish representative. "Oi! I think it's already starti- WOAH!" the tomboy let out a scream as she got swept off her feet, landing on the couch, as both of Amanda's roommates held her by the ankles in an armlock, undoing her shoelaces.

"Hannah? Barbara?" Diana called out to her friends in wonder, without a response, however. Soon enough, both shoes fell to the floor, with Barbara standing upstraight, with the socked foot in the air as she was nuzzling with it; Hannah on the other hand had a different approach as she pulled the black ankle sock off with her teeth nefore proceeding to shower the top of her left foot with loving kisses.

"Still think I'm overrehaaahacting?" Amanda tried to ask in a casual manner, but the feeling of Barbara's lips sucking on the heel of her partially uncovered foot stole a moan from her.

The blonde could only look in shock as she was watching her lustfilled roommates worship the feet of their fellow classmate. "I assure you, this is not because of the gay haircut- oohooo..." she cooed as Hannah's tongue slid its way between her wiggling toes. "Believe it or not, I do not enjoy this... that much..." she added "This could just as well be you if we don't find a way to take this thing off my- ngh, f-foot. Ohhh.... I-is it just me or are these two getting way too passionate about this?" Amanda explained blushing.

Diana stood up, swishing and flicking her wand befire mumbling some Latin words that were unbeknownst to the tomboy as a flash of light emerged from the tip of it. Within seconds, the two girls at Amanda's feet fell **** on the couch and floor. Using a levitation spell, the blonde lifted them up and placed them in their beds. "This was unneccessary."

Amanda pulled her own wand out, reverting the spell to change back into her normal clothes, ruffling her hair back into its normal style "I had to convince you that I was telling the truth! ... Not gonna lie, it was a fun image having them like that." she said giggling to herself as she placed her hands behind her head and propping her feet up on the coffee table out of habit.

"Enough of that." she said turning to Amanda, but looking away, in order to not get captivated by the anklet herself. "Either way, I decided that I am going to help you, as long as you agree to follow my instructions and don't tell a living soul about this."

"Heh, can't promise anything on that last o-oaaaah!" she screamed as she was lifted up in the air, hanging upside down "I promise! I promise! Can't you take a focking joke?!" the tomboy yelped as she was released, landing on the couch again.

"Alright then, enough horseplaying. We need to set our first course of action." Diana explained.

"Ngh, and what would that be, mein Führer?" Amanda groaned, sitting up again.