Yes, choose Chrissy

Why are you wearing that outfit? There’s no sporting event today.” It was at least the eighth time she’s been asked it today, this time courtesy Donna the punk with her dark spiked hair and her eyebrow piercing and sarcastic attitude.

But she’s given all of them the same answer. “‘Cause we’re graduating soon and I won’t have a reason to wet it then. And also I look cute in it” and Chrissy knows she’s right.

She jumps into the girls bathroom for a moment to take another look at her cute self, cup her nice large breasts, and flip up her skirt to reveal her pantiless bottom, slipping a finger into her wet twat for a moment. It feels so good.

The other witches warned her not to get overly horny today. As if such a thing is even possible as she prepares to go seduce the whole basketball team.

They also told her to cast a vision spell, the type that’ll make her look like whoever the looker wants to see. So if one of the boys on the team wants to fuck Katy Perry, she’ll look like Katy Perry. If another boy wants to fuck his Aunt Mathilda, to him she’ll look like his Aunt Mathilda.

But Chrissy is insistent in her disagreement. She already looks like herself. And that’s what all the boys want anyway, so why use that stupid spell?

She strolls playfully down the steps into the gymnasium to watch the guys practice. Basketball season is over but most of them are going to be on college teams soon and they insist they need to practice to stay fresh. Also it’s a chance for them to hang out more. Also it’s a chance for them to secretly pray.

And on this day it’s a chance for them to see Chrissy sitting in the bleachers, long legs crossed, long blonde hair spilling around her, eyes gazing at their athletic bodies, pining for them.

Thy glance back at her. Some more than others. But enough that she knows their cocks are taking notice. They’ll be inside her soon enough, she knows. She’s had so many cocks inside her. Why would a girl go a day without one?

Then she’s off to the locker room to wait for them. They’re no doubt sad to see her pretty face go, and will be that much happier when they find her in the most unexpected place.

“What are you doing in here?” The first boy asks as he bursts through the door, covered in sweat.

Before Chrissy has a chance to answer, a couple more guys follow him and are equally shocked to see her.

“Oh shit!” One declares and jumps back. Two others laugh.

“It’s that cheerleader chick” another whispers.

“She’s in our locker room?”

“Who?”

“Cassie”

“Chrissy”

They think she can’t her among all the chatter and commotion. But she can hear.

“I just wanted to take one more chance to say ‘great season!’”

The guys exchange glances. “We went 11-9” one says.

“Which means you won more than you lost!” Chrissy responds with perk.

“I like her. She’s smart” one of the boys says. Others laugh.

So this isn’t exactly going as planned. She’d kinda thought they’d be tearing off their clothes right now. Or at least her clothes.

Then Brian, the team captain enters. And he looks annoyed.

For a moment Chrissy thinks maybe she should cast a vision spell. Now would be the time to do it. Before things go farther south. She could get Brian under it and the rest of the team would follow.