Somthing wicked this way comes!

It was a beautiful fall day. Months of preparation finally coming to fruition. Stress and anxiety had ramped up and peaked in the morning, but now as the music started playing in the small outside patio, all of that melted away, and Alex basked in the moment. The few attendees we had invited turned around as his best man Ben, a tall, skinny man, walked up the aisle with her Bridesmaid, Jane, a cute brunette. Next came James and Bree, Alex's other groomsman and her bridesmaid, a broad muscular man next to this tiny girl, who also happened to be a couple, with their own wedding in a few months. And finally, Alex's bride in white, escorted by her father.

Ariel.

Alex couldn't help but shed a tear as he sees her approach, so magnificent. Ariel had her head bowed, covered by her veil. It was obvious she was uncomfortable with all this attention on her, even with such a small amount of people in attendance, but Alex found her shyness endearing. He shook her father, Mark's, hand and escorted her the rest of the way to the altar, where their mutual friend Max was waiting, officiating the ceremony.

"Welcome everyone and thank you for being here today!" He started off with a smile, going into a classic ceremony, with a bit of personal touches. Max was good, the tall blond man always a easy speaker.

Then came the objection part, which wasn't legally required anymore, but which Max still included as somewhat of a joke.

"Now, does anyone object to the union of these two amazing people? Anyone? Speak now or stay forever in silence!"

Then, the door slams open at just the right moment, the light outside silhouetting…

Kim.

Alex's mental ex.

Her dark hooded eyes were bright amber, almost glowing with wild glee and malevolence as she peered through her long, ink black tresses that flowed in a dark curtain all the way down her back, framing her cute pale face and her chesure cat grin, her black lips curled into a sneer.

'I fucking do!' She says loudly before taking a large pull from a large bottle of whiskey before striding up the aisles, her petite body dressed in a tight black tanktop that showed off her modest breasts and lithe, pale arms.

A pair of tight booty shorts that framed her pert, tight ass and long, dancer's legs.

A pair of heavy boots and long red and black socks covered her feet. People were standing by now and James and Jane, in sync stand up to intercept Kim but she simply snaps her fingers and the two freeze before slowly lifting off the ground,

'Hi again you two! Long-time no fucking see!' She growls and snaps her fingers again as everyone stops where they are this time.

She grins, revelling in her power before taking another deep drag on her bottle,

'Right, Ground rules, no talking when I am- ' She begins, voice confident and powerful,

‘Kim, What the fuck!' James says and Kim eye twitches before she snaps her fingers sharply and the tall red head is hit by a wad of black inky slime that shoots from Kim's fingers.

It begins to spread rapidly, creeping over his tall body and encasing it in a thin, shiney black material. His gasps and cries are cut off swiftly as the substance covers his face, leaving only a shiny black dome where is face was, creeping over his scalp

People begin to cry out in shock and fear but a hateful look from Kim quiets them, apart from Bree who is still screaming in terror as her partner is compeltly consumed before Kim rolls her eyes and _grasps _the women's head,

'James never existed. This a sex drone you bought for top dollar after making millions camgirling for horny deviants on line.’ She grips Bree’s head tighter, her magic _flaring _and Bree lets out a _guttural _moan, whole body shaking as the magic infests her mind while Kim continuies,

‘You feel nothing for it any more than you feel anything for your favourite vibrator. You bought it so you could fuck it at a wedding and stream the whole thing as a promo event. Alex and Ariel only let you do this if you promised to do it in a backroom in a staged rehearsal as you paid for the entire event but you were actually planning to break their trust and have it fuck you hard at the reception in front of everyone because money means more to you than any friendship you had with Alex and Ariel!'

Bree's eyes roll in her head as her entire identity is rewritten, her career as a lawyer _blasted _away by countless hours of fucking herself online for millions, Her friendship with you vanishing as she now only sees one of the most important days of Alex's life as a way of making a quick bonus.

Drone 01 quivers slightly as well, not as much as Bree as it's still immobilised but it's large body swells slightly, becoming leaner and more cut, muscles swelling beneath shiny black skin. It jerks a few times, growing taller, any flab or fat bleeding away under skin as smooth as glass, until it looks like a fetishized version of a Greek sculpture, all defined muscles and perfect proportions, By now it's stopped jerking, perfectly still apart from it's swelling cock which spasms as it grows, the shiny rod transforming a proper pussy pleaser now with over a dozen separate modes. Everything that was James replaced by obediance and thousands of ways to please absolutly anything sexually. Entire databanks of sexual knowledge was coded into its mind as it stands there, impossibly still. huge dick self lubricating.

Kim releases Bree's head and she moans, jerking slightly as her formerly modest getup transforms into a very expensive designer dress.

The red, strapless one piece barely covers her ass and has a large window for her modest but perky clevage, and she looks around with a barely disguised sneer on her previously kind face.

She scowls as if to say somthing, but Kim slaps her,

'Sit down, Shut up and let me run this show you fucking slut, this isn't your day.'

Bree looks outraged but with another glance at Kim's face she swallows it, sniffs loudly and snaps her own fingers at Drone 01 who bends at the knees, his form steady as it forms a makeshift seat for her.

Bree wiggles her ass before sliding it over the cock, leaning into it's large chest and snapping a selfie of herself, legs spread, a candid pussy shot for her followers.

Kim stands in the aisle for a moment, pushing her long black hair out of her eyes before mumbling on, still drunk,

'Fuck-Lost my train of thought...' Kim says, slurring slightly before throwing the bottle behind her and staggering slightly into a member of the catering staff who reaches out to catch her on reflex before he can stop himself and then paling in terror as she looks at him and belches loudly,

'Shit, Thanks man-uh-You've got a massive dick and will be the best lay of any woman you ever fuck.'

The waiter moans, gripping at his crotch and stares in disbelief at the huge schlong that has now snaked his way down his leg.

'Now fuck off, I've got shit to do.' The waiter casts a **** look at the crowd before running away, or rather waddling now he's got a prodigious weapon between his legs.

'FUCK!' Kim snarls, 'Fucking stupid-I got the entrance right and now...You know what, fuck it, No one but Alex remembers the past minute and a half since I walked in. Everyone remembers Bree and her fucktoy as I made them apart from Alex and no one has any problem with me being here!'

She hiccups, eyes still blazing with magic as her glaring gaze sweeps over the room, 'In fact, people are grateful just stopped Bree from ruining the wedding and will be friendly and honest with me at all times!'

Everyone blinks around Alex, even Ariel shakes her head as if trying to clear her mind before shooting a beaming smile at Kim and giving a friendly wave as Alex's crazy ex sways in her drunkenness before collapsing on the pew.

What the fuck is going on?