Violet agrees to take the book on loan

Violet tentatively took the book in her hands, and as she opened the book, the cover audibly creaked with age, a musty aroma escaping the tome as she did so. As she started to flick through the pages, she couldn't help but notice the quality of the book, and the fact that the paper looked like it was made from a parchment rather than paper. However, it was the text and illustrations within that really caught her attention.

"So, what do you think, little mouse?" Esmeralda asked, her exotic voice sounding almost excited at the prospect of the book having a new owner.

"W-well... I-I'm not sure what to think..." Violet admitted, her eyes darting from the book to the exotic shop owner and back.

"Well, I can understand your skepticism, and I'm not offended." The older woman reassured the nerdy redhead. "But I assure you that everything in that book is real. It's all true magic, no superstitious nonsense or parlor tricks of any kind."

"And you're certain that I can do all of this with a simple spell?" Violet asked, her voice dripping with disbelief. "You've no idea how much I'd love to believe you, but surely this is all a bit far fetched?"

"I can understand that you might have your doubts. However, I can assure you that all the spells within that book are genuine, and you are more than capable of casting them. All you need is the desire to cast the spells, and the will to complete them."

"I don't know," Violet hesitated. "I really appreciate your help in how you saved me from Jess, but I'm not sure about this..."

"Well, how about this then. How about you take the book, and keep it safe. You can read it, and look through it at your leisure. Start with something small, and then work your way up. If you're not happy, or you change your mind, you can always return it."

"That seems reasonable," Violet agreed. "How much is the book?"

"Well it's worth a lot, but how about this as an idea? As you're a first time customer, and someone who I am interested in helping, I'll let you borrow the book for..... ten dollars." Esmeralda announced, leading them back to the counter. "Just return it within a fortnight, and all will be well. If you decide by then to buy it outright, then the price will be a hundred and twenty dollars."

Sounds fair enough," Violet nodded in agreement, and after fumbling around in her handbag, she withdrew a ten-dollar bill, as well as her provisional driver's license, handed them over.

"Thank you," Esmeralda practically beamed with excitement, as she picked up a pen, before recording Violet's full name and address from the id card into a ledger. Once that was done she put the crumpled bill into the register, before placing the tome into a non descriptive carrier bag. "Please, if there's anything else that I can help you with, please don't hesitate to return. I look forward to seeing you again soon, Violet."

"T-thank you.....for everything! B-bye!" The nerdy redhead replied, before quickly scurrying out of the shop, and heading home as fast as her legs could carry her, primarily to avoid the trio of terrors, but there was a part of her that was eager to get home and read through the strange, sexy, book.

However, when she got back, it wasn't a private reading session with the mysterious tome that Violet indulged in, no, that could wait, instead, the first thing she did was pull out her sketchbook, and start working on a new drawing, this one being a rather naughty pin up of her favourite heroine, Power Girl.

It took her several hours to finish the image, and once it was complete, she set the picture aside to dry, and got ready for bed, though her libido was in no mood for sleep, so she ended up slipping a hand between her legs, and fingering herself until she fell asleep, the image of Jess' naked body dancing around in her mind, like it had been for the past few months.

.........

When Violet finally woke the next day, it was nearly lunchtime. Her dreams the previous night had been filled with Jess, and her fantasies of turning her into the kind of submissive bimbo slut that Violet had always imagined having as her own, and her imagination had gotten a hell of a lot wilder and more lewd recently. However, before she could go back to her erotic imaginings, the redheaded nerd decided to check her messages.

The sole unread message was from Samantha, Violet's best friend, and fellow geek, "Hey, Vi! I heard what happened today. Sorry that I was off sick today! Hope you're alright. Call me when you get this."

"Shit," Violet cursed under her breath, before pressing the call button, and lifting her phone to her ear, as she did, she couldn't help but glance at her sketchpad, and the picture she had drawn the previous night. Her eyes were drawn to the depiction of Power Girl, noticing for the first time just how much it resembled a certain beautiful, buxom and bitchy blonde, albeit with a massive dick hanging between her shapely legs, and as she heard the phone ringing on the other end of the line, her mind started to fill with all sorts of filthy ideas about what she'd do if she would be able to make her drawings come true.

"Vi, you there?" Her friend's voice brought her back to reality, and Violet blushed slightly. "Yeah, I'm here." She replied.

"You okay? I heard that those bitches had it in for you yesterday." Samantha sounded genuinely concerned.

"I'm sorry, Sammy." Violet said softly, the guilt evident in her tone. "I should have let you know that I was alright".

"Don't sweat it. I'm just glad that you're okay. I'm feeling better today, so if you want, we could meet up at the comic book store in a couple of hours? Maybe grab some lunch? "

"Er, perhaps it's not the best place for us to go at the moment. I'm sure Jess will have her eyes on it." Violet replied, as she recalled the threat Jess had made the day before. "Perhaps we could hang out over at mine, and then maybe catch a movie afterwards? There's one I've had my eye on, and I think you'd like it too. "

"Yeah, sounds good. See you in an hour or so. Bye, Vi." Samantha's voice replied, and after saying their respective goodbyes Violet hung up the phone, and put her phone down.

Violet sighed, and looked at the drawing once more, and the depiction of her tormentor, with her cock hanging between her legs. "Fuck, that would be hot..." The geeky redhead muttered, her eyes focused on the phallus, and her mind once more filled with dirty thoughts.

She glanced at the tome on her bedside table. Was the contents inside it all be hogwash , or was it all real? There was only one way to find out, but right now, Violet had a guest coming over, and she wanted to shower before her friend arrived.

............................

Violet had barely gotten herself washed and dressed, when she heard the doorbell, and knew that Samantha had arrived. She quickly finished putting on her makeup, and then hurried downstairs to answer the door.

"Hi, Vi!" Samantha smiled brightly. "Glad to see you're alright. I was worried about you after what happened yesterday."

"It's good to see you too, Sammy." Violet replied, returning her friends smile, as she ushered her in. Just like Violet, Samantha was a nerdy redhead, but with the exception of her tiny bust the physical similarities between the two ended there. Where Violet was chubby, Sammy was slim and athletic, with long, well-muscled legs, and a pert ass that would have any girl green with envy. She was also incredibly beautiful, her face a perfect balance between cute and sexy, her bright, intelligent blue eyes and full lips the ideal complements to her freckle-covered cheeks and upturned nose. Her hair was slightly longer than Violet's, and was always kept in a practical ponytail, rather than a messy bun.

"So, have you thought of what we can do while we're together?" Violet asked, closing the door behind her, before leading her friend upstairs to her bedroom.

"Not really, I honestly don't mind, as I don't have the terrible trio chasing after me, unlike a certain someone that I know."Samantha replied, a wry grin appearing on her pretty face.

"Hmmm, I've got a few ideas," Violet admitted, as they entered her room, and sat down on her bed, before quickly jumping up to her feet, as she realised that she'd left her sketchbook out. "Hang on a minute." She muttered, as she quickly grabbed the pad, and placed it in a drawer in her desk, not wanting her friend to see the rather lewd, and explicit, nature of her artwork. As a result the tome from the occult shop ended up being knocked to the floor.

"What's this?" Samantha asked, as she picked up the book, and inspected the cover. "Violet? Are you into witchcraft now?" She asked, clearly a little confused, and somewhat amused by the idea. "I thought that you've always said that you don't believe in magic, and that sort of thing?"

"Er, not exactly," Violet replied, blushing slightly. "I hid in the occult shop on Main Street, after the terrible three chased me from school into town. The owner, Esmeralda, chased the three of them off, and afterwards offered to loan me this book, which apparently can help me get some sort of **** on Jess and the others."

"Sounds a bit dodgy, if you ask me." Samantha stated, sounding rather skeptical. "Are you sure that the owner wasn't just messing with you, or was a con artist or something? How much did you pay for this?"

"I only paid ten bucks to borrow it for a while, so even if it's a gigantic waste of time I'm hardly out of pocket." Violet pointed out, before adding, "Anyway, like I said, I don't really believe that this is all real, or can do what the book says it can. But as a fantasy it's pretty fun."

"So, have you had a look at it yet?" Samantha asked, her curiosity getting the better of her, while Violet shook her head. "Alright, let's see what kind of 'magic' this book has to offer." She stated, as she opened the book, and started to flip through the pages.