Of Course

“Show me how to get out of this,” Becky replied silently to the book. “I’ll start being good after this. I can’t sit through this.”

“Rebecca Schmidt, answer me,” Principal Brown said angrily.

“Sorry sir,” Becky responded, flashing an awkward smile, the first since she had entered the office.

“You need to pull me out,” the book said. “I’ll show you the spells.”

“Why can’t you just beam it into me, like before?” Becky thought at the book.

“That was a once in a while thing. I burned up a lot of energy just to do it.”

“I have so many questions. Fine, I’ll pull you out.”

“Principal Brown, can I show you something?” Becky asked.

“I would rather you not,” Brown grumbled.

“Oh, I think you should see this. It might help explain my conduct a little better today.”

“I really don’t want to see and I really don’t care.”

Becky ignored him, instead reaching into her open backpack and pulling out the book. She laid it flat on her lap and and opened the cover, letting the pages flutter. They came to rest on a spell Becky understood as an “arousal fever”.

The odd thing about the book was that everything seemed to be written in a strange and arcane language, yet Becky could understand it. The more she stared at the Eldritch symbols, the more knowledge seemed to flow into her.

“Okay, I’m done with this,” Brown said. “You know what, leave my office and pray to God I don’t find a way to expel you by tomorrow.”

“Oh, we’re not done, Principal,” Becky said. Despite herself, the role reversal was feeling good.

_“Fuego pornea ictum narsis,” _Becky hissed at her principal, pointing her index finger at his head.

A jet of red lightning crackled to life an inch past Becky’s finger tip and arced its way to Principal Brown. When it hit, he yelled and staggered back, his body becoming enveloped in a crimson glow that burned and then faded quickly.

“What the HELL?” Brown shouted.

Becky tried to stifle a giggle at how much she ruffled his feathers with the spell.

“What’s wrong, principal Brown? You always knew I was a gifted student.”

The man was already starting to sweat and pant heavily. Becky stood up quickly and ambled closer to Brown’s desk, hoping to get a better view.

Sure enough, Brown was already sporting a rock-solid hard-on through his suit pants. He covered himself with his hands immediately upon noticing her gaze, but it didn’t do much. He was packing quite a bit below the waist.

“My, my, this is rather inappropriate conduct around a student.”

“Shut up. What the hell did you do to me?”

“Hey book, what will happen to him if he doesn’t attend to that, um, _throblem, _soon?”

“He’ll keep swelling down there, keep getting hornier, until he lets loose,” the book said. Becky could hear the amusement in its voice.

Brown couldn’t hear the response, but his penis did seem to swell another inch under his hands. Becky couldn’t help but notice that his palms were idly rubbing his cock over the fabric.

“I’m going to expel you. I’m going to fucking expel you.”

Becky giggled and stepped closer, bending over the man’s desk.

“Oh you’re going to expel something,” she tittered. “Just not me.”

Without warning, Becky grabbed Brown’s right hand and brought it to her chest.

The man yelled and pulled away, but Becky could see that it pained him to do so. The feeling of that warm, perky girl flesh already infected his blood.

“Come on, I know you’ve been peaking this entire time. I don’t blame you. I’ve filled out quite nicely.”

“Fuck you. I can’t. Oh God.”

The principal was now mashing his growing cock with his left hand. His right hand hovered over Becky’s perfect tit, getting closer and closer.

Becky grabbed his hand again and brought it down on her boob. This time, Brown didn’t fight it. He kneaded her flesh carefully and clinically, groaning as he did so.

“See, isn’t that better than yelling and suspensions. Certainly better than detention.”

A voice in Becky’s head chimed in.

This is wrong and you know it. Just get out of here.

For a moment, Becky paused, her old self taking over.

Suddenly, Brown burst across the table and tackled Becky to the floor. She suddenly felt his massive election pressed against her crotch.

“Fuck you. I’ll give you detention every day for the rest of the year to feel these fucking tits. I’m going to enjoy fucking You.”

Becky panicked. Her spell had worked too well.