Yep, and she makes something for them to bond over.

(Thanks for reading and the likes! Would not have made it this far without those.)

“Alright, get changed!” Alex said, as they walked into the bathroom, tossing the panties she had openly been carrying behind her to Jessica and dropping her bag on the counter, “Out here where I can see you.”

“I... but someone could come in!” Jessica protested as she caught the panties, finding herself only a little surprised that they smelt of dried juices. Oh god.

“Tut tut! Do it now or I might just wish away your voice,” Alex threatened, although she wasn't seriously considering it. She loved hearing Jessica talk back, seeing her try to hold on to her dignity, trying to fight against her Mistress's will. She wanted Jessica, not a mindless drone, and part of the fun was seeing the way Jessica tried to fight and adapt to her. She hoped some of that fight would never go away.

Jessica turned away from her, not wanting to see Alex while she hesitated and slowly began to drop her pants. Desperately wishing something would stop this, that something would free her from this embarrassment and shame, she tried her best to ignore what was around here. A powerful waft emerged as she unclothed, her scent of enhanced arousal starting to fill the air.

Jessica missed Alex leaning over and looking under the stall door, a smile forming on her face as she recognized the bag and jeans underneath the first door, which didn't fade even as she failed to recognize who could be under the second. Placing her ear between them she could her the faint sound of something vibrating. Trying to keep Jessica from noticing, she moved away from the doors. Pulling herself up to sit on the sink, she sat next to her bag as she smiled at Jessica.

“If it makes you feel better, I wish no one would disturb us till we are done,” Alex said. It would certainly be fun if the two eavesdroppers came out, but she was more interested in Jessica right now. Maybe next time she would drag Jessica to the boys room; she certainly have not been giving them enough attention yet. Well, aside from Kevin, but that barely counts now. Still, having Jessica see the effect she had on them... what they would do just fantasizing about her... Might be fun if Alex didn't think she might pass out in embarrassment.

Maybe I should pick a boyfriend out for Jessica? Nothing monogamous of course, Jessica would always be hers, but performing behind the public face of the relationship would be kinky.

“There!” Jessica said, pulling up Tiffany's used panties, Alex wanting to giggle at the fact that the owner was in the room with them. Maybe she should have that pair passed between all of them, have it serve as a symbol of their bond, or at least of what it was becoming. Alex breathed in the air, feeling herself heat up to the scent of Jessica's arousal. Oh man that is good! Alex slid a hand into her shorts, her copious juices once again flooding throughout her shorts as she gave herself a rub.

Jessica tried her best to not think about the panties, but a few thoughts came up despite her attempt to put them down. The panties fit well, not tightly as she would expect from something the creep had... did she get them from someone else? Kevin... well Kadie or Tiffany seemed to be the only possible options. Try not to think about it!

“Mhm," Alex muttered, coming to a decision on what to wish for, "I wish these panties had the following traits: when unworn they would appear like normal, clean, panties with a faint smell of arousal, but when worn they would dampen with a mix of fresh feminine juices that had previously been absorbed by them. They will be able to adjust their physical dimensions to fit anyone wearing them. It will have a basic intelligence that serves as a reflection of my own dirty thoughts and desires, and will be able to read and can somewhat subtlety adjust the wearers desires, while being able to exert limited physical control. The wearer won't be able to take them all the way off normally, unless I or the panties allow, but can pull them down to their feet if the panties allow. Finally, they can compel someone nearby to put them on."

“I think that's pretty good for my first cursed item,” Alex mused, “I wish Jessica could not tell anyone about them, and before leaving school today she would take them off and stick them unnoticed in the bag of another student within her clique, before coming to find me.”

“Mistress!” Jessica whined, the panties suddenly wetting faster then even her copious juices could provide. Clenching the side of them, she desperately wanted to pull them off, but did not want to give the creep the satisfaction of seeing her futile struggle with them.

"I doubt they could mess with your mind, at least directly, so I made sure you would pass them on to your girlfriends! Oh! Sisterhood of the Wet Panties!"

"What!? No!"

Amazing. Alex loved that sound of outrage in her genie's voice. She also loved the idea of a cursed pair of panties that thought like her moving around the school, making its own adjustments in line with what she would do, and maybe surprising her with changes she didn't even know she wanted! She would need to keep track of who was wearing them and what changes it would make. But for now she decided Jessica owed her some relief. And heck, she might as well make it a show for the other girls in here.