Zamora's

There was a lot Susie didn't like about what happened next.

She didn't like been exhibited as a naked loser for the whole school to laugh at, with her breasts and bush and pussy lips and even her pert round pale full-moon bottom on display for Ben and Anne and Peggy and Doc and all the rest of them to see. She didn't like the football players' cat-calls, or the cheerleaders chanting "Small Boobie Susie!" and demanding to know why she was such a dork.

She didn't like Zamora's explanation that, since Susie had insulted magic, it was now magic's turn to insult her. She didn't like the Japanese schoolgirls coming up on stage to demonstrate ancient Oriental tickle **** techniques on her naked body, while making fun of her in Japanese. She didn't like the cheerleaders scrawling insulting nicknames all over her skin in semi-permanent marker. And she especially didn't like the part where Ben volunteered to bend her over his knee and give her an extremely hard spanking, both with his bare hand and with a ping-pong paddle that Zamora conveniently had to hand.

But she'd insulted magic. So magic wouldn't rest until she had been mocked, teased, ridiculed to within an inch of her life and finally obliged to masturbate to a wet, screaming, frantic orgasm while levitating in midair with her legs spread and the whole school chanting "Go, Susie, go!"

Finally, after the good folk of Pinkwhistle and a bunch of total strangers had run out of creative ways to utterly mortify poor, helpless, naked Susie, she was released from her enchanted bonds and permitted to exit stage right. A short time later, two squealing nude girls were observed by a dozen curious onlookers to emerge from a rear flap of the conjurer's tent.