Miss Winter

Mia Winter strode up the front walk to the Edwards' home with purpose and a broad grin on her chubby face. She was short and heavy set with frizzy dark brown hair, and had a disdain for Jessica Edwards and those like her. What had Jessica done to the twenty-three year old first year teacher? Nothing personally but Mia had been tormented by pretty cheerleaders and athletes all her life. Sure Jessica had always been friendly and bubbly to her personally, but Mia didn't buy it.

I came by on a whim, now I get to bust the little bitch, and all her friends, she thought to herself. She was just about to pound on the door when she felt something hit her head, then heard a faint metallic clink as something hit the sidewalk in front of her. She looked down and saw a beautiful emerald ring.

The spoiled little bitch probably threw this out, she thought as picked up the ring. The jewel flashed in the pale light coming through small windows on the front door. A strange compulsion came over her and Mia slipped the ring on her pudgy left pinkie.

"Although I have an idea, I wish I knew what the deal was with this ring," she said admiring it in the pale light. Instantly the truth of Jessica and her and the ring entered her mind. "WHAT?!?"

"Oh God," Jessica said as she steadied herself on the wall of the upstairs hall. She had heard a familiar voice in her head before a wave of pleasure washed through her young body."

"You okay Jess?" Haylie a member of the cheer squad asked, "You look a little off."

"I'm okay, Haylie. I think I just think I've had too much to drink."

"Let's try this. I wish I had the body I've always dreamed of," Mia said as she closed her eyes and said a silent prayer. Instantly Mia's body changed. She was now tall, with a curvy athletic build. Her short frizzy brown hair was now long and silky. She looked down in awe of both her new body, and her now ill-fitting clothes. "I wish I had better fitting clothes."

"Jesus Christ!" Jessica said through gritted teeth as she struggled to steady herself.

"I wish all of the party guests would be home with no memory of ever being here," the voice said again. Jessica screamed in pleasure from an intense orgasm that **** her to her knees. "I wish I was inside with Jessica."

"Oh God, please whoever you are, please stop," Jessica pleaded not realizing that the newly attractive Mia Winter now stood before her.

"So, granting wishes gives you pleasure," Mia said in a cold tone. "From now on I'll have to keep the number of wishes I make down. I don't want you enjoying this too much."

Jessica looked up at the woman with a look of confusion. "Who...who are you?"

"Well considering I look different, I won't hold it against you for recognizing your new English teacher."

"Mistress!" Jess said clearly shocked. Both women looked at one another with a look of confusion. Mia knew she had heard it clearly. Jessica had called her "Mistress." Jessica on the other hand, had heard what came out of her mouth. However it wasn't what she had said. She knew she had said Miss Winter, but the word Mistress had come out.

"What was that?" Mia asked with a smile.

"Mistress, I mean Mistress, damn it! Mistress please can I have my ring back?"

"Oh I don't think so, I wish this ring would always be mine."

"No, please Mistress," Jessica moaned.

"'Mistress,' I like that. Is it because I have the ring?" Mia asked but Jessica gave no answer. She only glared at her mistress with a look of hatred. "I'll make you pay for that look Jessica. I wish we were appropriately dressed, and in my dream dungeon, in my dream home, from all of my fantasies." Jessica let out a long loud moan.

"Mistuhh.. HMMMRRR!!" Jessica screamed in terror as a ball gag lodged itself in her mouth and buckled itself behind her head. Then she stripped naked with only a metal collar with a protruding bar in the front of it. Half way down the bar her left wrist was locked in a metal cuff, and near the end just before a central hinge, her right hand was locked in an identical cuff.

Her eyes went wide and filled with tears when she saw Mia. Her teacher and now mistress stood before her in black knee high platform heeled boots, a tiny red g-string, a black and red leather corset that pushed up her now ample cleavage that rivaled the young genie's. Her long hair and been pulled up into a tight bun. She looked at the genie and smiled coldly. In her right hand she held a long, wide wooden paddle. She placed the paddle under the genie's chin and **** her to look up at her.

"It's time you learned you belong to me now, bitch."