Blueberry Jam

She pulled the bun back as soon as she felt the flavour on her tongue. She knew what was about to happen. She knew how cruel a combination her mistress had chosen. The red sprinkles would keep her horniness from going away, unless she came. But the blueberry jam, made sure she never would, while also jacking up her libido and making her crave an orgasm.

But, she also knew that until she finished the bun, the magic wouldn't kick in. Though that meant fighting another aspect of the magic, the compulsion on everything they served, the compulsion to finish eating it. Many new people didn't notice the effect, simply feeling a desire to finish whatever they had, a desire triggered by the first bite and often written off as just being ''really hungry'' or liking the food so much.

It was when a person tried to resist the compulsion, like she was now, that it became much more forceful. The implanted desire to finish eating was being beaten out by her knowledge of the position it would put her in. Fighting to wrestle back control of her body as the magic grew stronger and pulled her hand back towards her mouth like a powerful magnet. She could feel that she was losing the battle and finally relented, the slow and jittery movement of her hand becoming smooth and natural as her body went on autopilot and finished eating. Leaving her arm back under her own control.

She looked down at her semi erect dick, futilely trying to will it to get softer, but her worry for getting trapped in a perpetually teased state had made her forget the other effect of the bun. An effect she was reminded of as she felt her nipples get tighter, her breasts feeling even more full.

Reaching back, she let herself fall into a chair in front of her desk, glancing up at her mistress to see the woman gleefully watching her, seemingly sipping on a drink as she did

A pulse between her legs brought Rebecca's attention quickly back to herself, tingles radiating through her thighs as they softened just slightly, hips widening as her belly became softer as well. It was hard to tell in the relatively dim lighting of the room, but she was sure her skin had already started getting lighter as too.

''I thought tha...'' Her musing was cut off as the change she had expected to take precedence over the others, suddenly started again, the full feeling in her breasts easing slightly as they seemed to lurch forwards, becoming bigger and softer, the increased jiggle making them wobble slightly from the magic induced movement.

Rebecca cursed herself as she saw that while wrapped up in the sensations, she had let her cock get almost fully hard. Knowing it wasn't going to soften any time soon, she put both her hands under her ass on the chair, willing herself not to let herself get any more aroused.

''Now, that's a nice view'' Her mistress suddenly snapped her fingers and Rebecca realised her error, she was frozen in place, hands under her ass, hips just far forwards enough in the chair to cause her cock to stick straight up, and totally at her mistresses mercy to tease and deny.

Her mistress took one last sip of her drink and threw the container into a bin across the room, landing perfectly as she moved to stand over Rebecca, reaching one hand out and trailing a long fingernail up the blonde's throbbing dick and causing it to twitch.