It's been fun playing the part of Mr Mackenzie, but now it's only fair I find 'Abigail' and return us both to normal. She should be waiting for me in my classroom. I hope she's learned a valuable lesson after spending the day as a woman. If not, I suppose I'll just have to extend her punishment. Maybe I could alter reality to turn her into a cheerleader. Or maybe I'll give her a demanding boyfriend so she'll understand what it's like to be pressured into sex. If all else fails, I might just have to put a stop to our tutor sessions and drain her of any magic reserves she has.
The school has already shut down with only the emergency lights to illuminate the corridors. Lucas; the janitor, pushes his mop bucket around the corner, almost knocking into me. "Sorry, Sir." He says quietly.
"That's quite alright, Lucas. Have a nice weekend!" I reply with a smile. If I was still Miss Mackenzie, he'd have been staring at my chest the entire time. What a creep. But now, with a dick of my own, he shows me the respect I deserve. "Oh, one more thing Lucas. I believe the mens bathroom needs a good cleaning."
"Yes Sir, sorry sir." He nods, rushing off while muttering something under his breath.
I could get used to this power. Sure, I can alter reality with a snap of my fingers, but this... This was something more subtle. I felt strong and confident and every passing moment felt better. It was like my muscles were swelling, and I've even noticed my new cock straining in my pants. It first started when I ran into the school nurse. She dropped a file and bent down in front of me. I saw her ass on the way down and then got a full view of her cleavage as she straightened back up. My spell must have altered my sexuality to match my body, because I had to run away and hide my erection beneath my desk for the rest of my classes. Finally I had enough and ran off to the mens room for some relief.
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Speaking of relief... Was that really what I think it is? It's coming from the principal's office. Surely she wasn't using a vibrator in her office... But then I hear a soft moan and feel my cock growing hard again. Shit! She's really enjoying herself in there. Should I clear my throat or something to let her know I'm here? Her door is closed, so it would only be polite to ignore it and give her some privacy...... But a peek won't hurt, right?
Holy shit! She's really doing it! That little slut! I wonder what she's thinking about while she pleasures herself. She needs a big strong man like me to satisfy her. Her fingers aren't enough, that toy isn't enough. What she really needs is a big cock inside of her slutty little pussy. I'm rock hard and can already feel the arousal clouding my mind. Now I understand why men can be such idiots when they're horny. Always thinking with their dicks and doing everything they can to get laid. But then again, who could turn down an opportunity like this?
I lose my footing and stagger into the room. Mrs Miller gasps and tries in vain to cover herself. She looks more confused than anything, but I can see how wet she is. She can deny it all she wants, but I see her stealing glances at my crotch. Her mouth is practically watering. And those pierced nipples of hers are hard and yearning for my touch. But she won't ask me for it. I'm the man, and she's the woman. A real man takes control. What is that tingling feeling in my head? It almost feels like magic, but I didn't cast anything.
"Mr Mackenzie!" She finally says. "I was just... I don't.... I'm not...."
I smile, closing the distance between us. "It's okay. I understand. A woman like you has needs.... desires. I've noticed you looking. Would you like to see?"
Where did that come from? I feel like a cloud is clogging my head, making it harder to think. Who needs to think in a time like this? She wants me. As I take my cock out, it's all she can think about. Such a horny little slut, eager for her fix. No. This isn't right. Something is happening to me. If I could only think for a moment, I could work out a way of fixing this!
But Mrs Mackenzie stops me in place. The whole time I was struggling to clear my head, she was fighting her own temptations. A married woman, tempted by another man. Yet ultimately she couldn't help herself. She needs this, she needs us! Her hand grasps my cock as she sinks to her knees. This is a view I could get used to. Her eyes seem to entrance me as she squeezes her tits around my cock. She begins to bounce on my cock, a sultry smile plastered on her face. It isn't long before she starts to kiss the tip and slowly transitions into a blowjob.
"You really know what you're doing!" I groan as her tongue tickles my balls, my cock going down her throat. She's so good at this. Uncharacteristically good at this. For a tiny moment of time, I almost realise what is going on. But then she changes up the pace and my mind goes blank. Such a good little slut, eager to please whatever man she can get her hands on. She's getting turned on from the act of sucking cock alone. I watch as she begins to pleasure herself while engulfing my cock. And I feel I'm about to cum down her throat when a thought enters my head. Real men don't cum this early. They fuck their woman until she can't take anymore.
I push her away, giving her a moment to gather her bearings and catch her breath, before helping her out of the rest of her clothes. We kiss passionately. The way her body feels against my own. Her soft and supple form against my strong and powerful build. It makes me feel even stronger. I'm the dominant one. She's the submissive! I push her back against the table and lift her leg up, spreading her legs and giving myself access to her soaking wetness. She wants this as much as I do. But why do I want this so much? Less than a day ago, I was a woman myself and now I can't stop myself. I love it too much. This power over women. They all can't control themselves around me!
"Please just fuck me!" She moans, rubbing her pussy and groping her tits as she begs me to fuck her.
Her moans grow louder as I start pumping my cock inside of her. My hand moves to her chest, as she moves her hands onto the table to support her and push back against my thrusts. Her soft flesh feels so good beneath my fingers and her moans tell me all I need to know. She's about to cum and I've only just started. Pretty soon, she'll cum her brains out and I'll keep going until she begs me to cum for her. These thoughts are starting to dominate my mind and I feel a sudden flash of energy run through my body. I don't stop, in fact I speed up and push Mrs Miller over the edge once again, but I can't shake the feeling something isn't right.
"Yes! Fuck me harder! I'm your little slut!" She screams.
Those words. I didn't say them out loud, but that was exactly what I called her in my head. Finally, the penny drops. My spell, the one I cast on myself and 'Abigail'. In my rush to teach her a lesson, I didn't complete the spell. Reality was like putty in our hands until the spell ends. Both of us have been altering ourselves and the world around us with every passing thought and idea. No wonder I felt such a thrill. The added confidence of being a big, strong man was corrupting me. Those thoughts in my head were getting stronger and I was losing myself within them.
"Wait. Mrs Miller. Something isn't right. We need to-"
"Don't stop now! I've never felt like this before!" She moaned.
She wants more. She wants you! And deep down, she wants you to cum all over her like the filthy slut she truly is! No! I can't- Even if her tits would look super hot with my hot cum all over them. This isn't right. I need to put a stop to this! But regardless of my feelings, my hips continue to move as I fuck her senseless. She cums for the third time and falls to her knees. She needs my cum! Without thinking, I start jerking myself off until I erupt across her face and chest. She giggles and opens her mouth to get a taste of me one last time. I let her clean off my cock as a reward.
The door opens behind us. I turn and stop dead in my tracks. There, standing in the doorway with her mouth wide open in shock, is Mrs Miller. She stares in shock and horror as her clone kneels in front of me and happily starts cleaning herself off and lapping up my cum. If this isn't Mrs Miller, then who the fuck is it? I know I must have altered this person's head by accident. God, it was still so hard to think. Pretty soon, I'll be to stupid to even grasp magic... Wait no!
The thought entered my head and immediately the tingling sensation in my head vanishes. The spell, along with my magic, is gone from my body. I'm stuck. Abigail is stuck. This reality is now set in stone and I'm standing in the principal's office with her slutty twin sister naked and soaked in my cum.
