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Off on the Wrong Foot - Commission (NSFW/Clothes)
🕑 Added 2024-05-13 16:00:09 +0000 UTCMaya was such an unrelenting bitch to you. For some reason, she made it her life's goal to humiliate and ruin your day the second you stepped foot on campus. Before the end of the first day, she already spread rumors about you despite never even coming close to you. It had only been a few months before you couldn't take it anymore, and you decided to do something about it. That's where the strange book you came across in your late grandmother's attic.
Being a sensible person, you never believed in magic but after creating life with a simple incantation uttered from it, you were convinced. You flipped through the book, looking for a spell to make Maya regret ever picking on you. After a bit of browsing of the vaguely named rituals, you found one you thought would be perfect. You snapped the book closed and began your search for Maya and the revenge you would instill into her.
You found her in the library, alone. This was the perfect spot you thought and you confronted her. As you walked up, she looked up and smirked at the dusty book in your hand. "Did you pick that up just to look intelligent?" She mocked you, pointing at the tome. Your cheeks flushed a bit with rage and opened it to the spell. "Let's see who's laughing when you're too anxious to even go outside!" You shouted as you read the 'cold feet' spell from the book, figuring it was just a quirky name spell to turn someone shy and submissive.
A bit of fear glinted in her eye as the book began to glow. The energy consumed your body, making you feel powerful as it coursed through your veins, except it started to feel strange. You looked down just in time to notice your inseam increasing rapidly, splitting you from your crotch to your neck. Your arms began to retract into your body until they ceased existing. You went to scream only for your mouth to open impossibly wide and begin to spread open and force you to look upwards. You felt your skin start to convert into a stretchy fabric before your entire body collapsed onto the floor, leaving a pile of cloth beneath the hefty book.
It took some time before Maya stirred, still startled by your sudden transformation but soon she nudged the book with her foot. Nothing happened that convinced her it was safe and she began to make sense of what had just conspired. You felt fingers enter you, brushing your soft form before you came face to face with Maya. You began to panic and were instantly dropped by the pink-haired girl. "Holy shit, is that you?" She stuttered as she picked you back up. "What did you do to me!" you shouted in your mind. "I didn't do anything! You did this to yourself with that book!" She said quietly so as to not draw any attention.
"You idiot! You turned yourself into tights!" She laughed, "God, you are so dumb, you had magic on your side and you still messed it up!" You would have flushed in anger if you still had cheeks. You were thinking of a retort when your tormentor began to remove her shoes. "W-what are you doing?" You stuttered when she stretched your hole wide. "Teaching you a lesson," she chuckled as she slid a foot into you. You felt a surge of pleasure and shame as her long, soft leg slid inside your body. You tried to speak but your mind was essentially fried by the arousal you felt. Her foot hit the end of your leg and she began to slide her other foot into you. You felt her toned calves and thick thighs fill you up as your face slide around her ass and crotch. You felt the outline of her panties inside of you before she grabbed the book and briskly left the library.
You felt each and every jiggle of her fat ass and thunderous thighs as she hustled back to her dorm room. Feeling your own body rub against you was the most unique feeling ever but no less exciting. "S-stop! It's too much!" You shouted into her mind. "I don't think you understand how little power you have." She replied as she turned the knob to her door. She leaped onto her bed, pressing your face deeper into her ass and she began rubbing her crotch. "This is so hot having you be my clothes," she said as she began to pant from the pleasure. "Ew! Stop!" You screamed as you felt her become damp through her panties. She kept going, rubbing herself through you until she came hard, seizing in waves of ecstasy. You could taste her ejaculate and wanted to spit it out.
You kept protesting much to her annoyance until she decided to reopen the book that got you into this mess. She flipped through until she came across a way to silence your anger. She uttered the words and suddenly you felt yourself trapped within your own mind. You kept trying to talk to her but she gave no indication she could even hear you which she took advantage of by masturbating through you again. By the end of the hour, you were drenched by her sweat and other fluids before she peeled you off and chucked you into her hamper in a heap of embarrassment.
After what possibly was hours, she awoke from her slumber and sat up. She stretched and picked up the spell book from her side table before walking over to you in the basket. "I guess I should turn you back, after all, who could I torture in your absence?" she spoke as she opened the book and picked up a pair of leggings from the pile, except it wasn't you! You tried your hardest to tell her this but she couldn't hear you without being in contact and she muted you so she couldn't even confirm had chosen the right one! "NO! I'M OVER HERE!" You yelled at the top of your nonexistent lungs.
She began to speak the words from the reversal spell, focusing on the pair of stockings that weren't you when light consumed them. You watched in horror as they began to grow and take a humanoid form before the illumination faded revealing... you. How?! That pantyhose didn't contain your mind but somehow the magic in the book made a duplicate of your human form using a random inanimate object. Your doppelganger stretched his arms out, examining them as he flipped his hands around. He did a bit of closing and opening as if restoring blood flow. He looked at Maya and was astonished to see her removing her top, and exposing her generous breasts before she tackled him.
"What are you doing!" The imposter shouted as Maya began to rip off his clothing. "God, how stupid can you be! I like you, dumbass!" She said with an exaggerated sigh between making out with him. It seems both of you were dumbfounded because he sat there for a second taking that in. Did she like you this entire time? This entire time you thought she hated you but it slowly started to make sense. That same idea clicked in the interloper's mind and began to reciprocate the kisses before helping her remove his clothing.
You were forced to watch from the lip of the hamper as your antagonizer and your ringer began to fuck. She ripped her underwear from her body and took in his entire girth, both moaning in pleasure. He began to thrust into her over and over in a rhythm that caused her tits to jiggle as she bounced on his dick. She grabbed a pillow and bit it to muffle the screams of joy as he filled her up. He began to shake and grunted as he blew his load deep into her before falling back, tired. They lay side by side, groping each other until their panting slowed.
Soon they were back at it except the fraudulent you grabbed your form from the basket and tossed it to her. "Put these on," he said while fondling her. "I didn't know you were this kinky," she responded without protest. Once again you felt her smooth legs inside you and the familiar dampness on her crotch. Your duplicate began to finger her through you before he started to rub his dick on you. This seemed to really get him off because he immediately blasted a bunch of ropes on you, coating your body in his sticky semen.
You found yourself thankful to be back in the hamper despite the cum drenching you. Maya would figure out her mistake, right? That's what you thought when she picked up the spell book, except she dropped it into the trashcan. "This thing is a bad idea to keep around," she said to your pretender, lying on her bed. "I agree, babe, I felt better the second you dropped it in the bin," he responded. Did your eyes deceive you or did he glance at you while saying that? You may never know because suddenly you were buried beneath a shirt, blocking your view of the outside world.
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Picture by DION@土曜
