Math Class (Introduce Sara)

You walk the halls heading to your first class of the day... a math class your taking simply because it is a requirement for ALL OTHER CLASSES. If it wasn't for the fact it was a required class for pretty much everything, you would never be in that room. As you open the door, you spot Sara Micheals. A person that you despise. All of high school and here she makes you feel miserable. Constant belittling and holier then thou attitude and your pretty sure is the football team's private skank. She was always hanging onto every jock. She even would hang on the nerds to get them horny just to get them to do her homework.

Today that was all going to change. The ring worked wonders with your sister, your sure you can have even more fun using it on Sara. So you pull out the MCR holding it to your mouth you whisper. “I’m taking to Sara’s body. To Sara’s vagina. From now on when Your name is...”. You pause for a second to come up with name. “Jill... and when ever I talk to Jill I’m talking to your pussy. When ever I talk to your pussy Sara, you will not hear or notice me talking. You will obey every thing I say and never lie to me. Sara will not know why nor can she stop. Jill, you have control over the body.” You fell the ring vibrate in your hand.

You think you covered all the basics and now it’s time for payback. You walk into the room and sit beside Sara who looks at you with disgust. “Go away flee-bag I don’t want dork near me.”

Ignoring her you stay where you are. After a minute the professor comes in and class starts. You hold the ring close to you lips and whisper “everyone in this room will not notice anything sexual happening or me talking to Jill.” The ring vibrates again. Ok time for payback. A sly smile crosses you face as you whisper just loud enough for Sara to be able to hear. “Jill get wet.” You watch as Sara starts shifting around in her seat and her nipples start to visibly poke her shirt. “Ok, Jill, tell me how many times has Sara had sex!” You ask expecting a high number as she is always hanging on to guys and flirting. It’s common knowledge that she uses her body to get her way.

Sara sighs looking bored at the class and trying to ignore her building desire to masturbate. “I’ve never had a cock inside of me.” She says with a down trotted voice. Almost instantaneously she turns beat red. Her answer actually stunned you but you try to look as if you didn’t hear her.

“Jill, really? Sara has NEVER had sex? Like ever? But she is always acting like a slut?” You ask in surprise. “Oh and answer as if Sara was the one talking.” You quickly add to add to Sara’s torment.

Sara is looking back at her book, her cheeks still red with embarrassment which is only going to get worse. “It’s true, I have never fucked anyone or...” Sara’s eyes went wide as soon as she heard herself talking again. This time Sara covered her mouth to stop herself from talking but only succeeded in muffling the sound. A half second later her hand placed itself on her desk palm down completely out of her control and she started speaking again. This time completely unable to prevent it or cover it up. “Or never been licked or fingered by anyone. I use my body to manipulate boys into doing what I want them to but never do I ever do anything with them..”. Sara stoped talking finally but look mortified at what she was saying.

Sara, now able to move her hands covered her mouth again tossing a quick glance you direction to see if you heard her. But you show no signs of having heard what she said as you formulate a plan which don’t take to long. You hold the ring close to your mouth again and whisper. “Jill, you are an insatiable slut that craves both cock an cunt and you hate Sara for how she uses you to get what she wants without ever letting you enjoy yourself. You love to humiliate her.” You feel the now all to familiar vibration of the ring in you hand.”

You look over and watch Sara take a big swig of from her water bottle giving you another idea. “Jill, you want to screw with Sara?” You watch as Sara nods excitedly then immediately look around wondering why she almost gave herself whiplash as she grabbed and rubbed her neck. “Good, now when ever Sara goes to the bathroom, I want you to take off her panties. In fact why from now own, why don’t you never wear them at... oh, unless they are vibrating, crotch-less, or have some kind of sex toy attached to them.” The only response this time was a sly evil grin purse her lips which quickly disappeared.

Sara looks over at you and sees you smiling at her. “Ew, quit starring at me weirdo. You look like some kind of circus freak.” You brush off her bitchy attitude knowing whats coming...

It didn’t take long for Sara to excuse herself from the classroom to go to the bathroom and you wished you could be there for the show...

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Sara walked into the bathroom and went into one of the stalls. She pulled her light blue cotton panties down and lifted her skirt as she sat down. After a few seconds she finished and wiped herself. She stood up and bent over to retrieve her panties. But when’s he grabbed them instead of pulling them up as she had planed, she took them off and stood up. She stood there with a puzzled look on her face looking at pair of underwear in her hand.

She held them open and went to step into the leg hole but her foot completely missed. She tried several more times, each time it was as if her leg shifted away from her underwear. She sat down on the toilet and held them open and tried to put her foot in. As soon as her foot was close she dropped her panties on the floor. She tries three more times with the same result. Sara was starting to get both a mixture of mad and afraid. She was mad because she couldn’t get her underwear on and afraid because it was like her own body was fighting her to keep them off.

Sara sat on the toilet feeling defeated thinking to herself ‘I can’t go back to class without them on.... fuck, why did I wear such a short skirt today!’ Right then she stood up. She gasped as she did as she didn’t do it. Completely without her say so, she watched as her legs marched her out of the stall, washed her hands and returned her to her classroom. The whole time she was in complete shock and terror as her complete lack of control.

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As she sat back down in her seat you notice that her face is beat red. “So Jill, how did it go?” You ask with a huge smirk.

You watch in awe as Sara reaches up holding her baby blue cotton panties showing them to you before cupping them over her face taking a deep breath. Which Sara freaks out almost falling back making a huge commotion drawing everyone’s attention as she quickly wipes her hand down to hide the fact her panties are still in her hand. “So...sorry! I though I saw a cricket!” She stumbles and everyone gets good laugh. She sits back down with her head hung low.

You have to fight not to laugh. Now it’s time to play... “Ok my lovely wet pussy, why don’t you play with yourself...”. You watch as Sara’s left hand snakes down without her noticing and slowly lifts the hem of her short pelted skirt and shifting her legs a little farther apart. You wonder why Jill is taking her slow ass time. You figured that she would have just shoved her hand down and started to fuck her self super hard but she was trying not to be noticed.

Then in one fell swoop, her left hand dove hand and fast into her waiting pussy. Pounding her hard and fast. The sudden sensation took her completely by surprise making her yelp. She grabbed at her rogue hand but watched in horror as her right hand joined in by teasing clit. She looked around in panic but found that no one. Not even you were seemed to notice her frantically fingering herself.

“Jill dear, if your going to be that forward, you should at least introduce yourself to her.” You whisper.” Sara, still spread legged and fingering her pussy, reaches up with her right hand picking up her pen. Sara watched as her hand started writing. You look over to see what she was writing. You expected her to just make her talk but this was far more fun! Her hand took its time to write out in beautiful hand writing....

“Hello bitch! I’m your hungry wet pussy... and this body is mine now.”

Sara’s hand reaches over and dropped the pen on the floor before returning to work. Which made her cum only a few seconds later. Sara couldn’t stop herself from nearly screaming as she did. As soon as she could catch her breath she grabbed her stuff and bolt from the room.