Chapter 2: Sara's Bedroom

It had been a long day of school, shopping, and talking with friends. Sara was exhausted. She brushed out her curly brown hair, laid down on her little bed, and drifted off.

In her dream Sara was standing in a grassy field with a man in front of her. He was only a few feet away, but he was glowing and she couldn't make out what he looked like. "Who are you?" asked Sara.

"Sara, we have a gift for you. We recently gave great power to someone who hurt you. We shall now give you the same power to make up for it. Unlimited wishes are yours."

Sara woke with a start, bolting upright in her bed. "OK, that was weird. How the hell is a ten second dream where nothing really happens that intense?" She got up and paced around her room. "Crap, I'm sweating. I wish I had a glass of water."

A glass of water appeared in her hand. Sara stared at it for several seconds. "I wish I had a million dollars." A stack of bills appeared at her feet. "Eeeeeee!" Sara crouched down and began pawing through the money. As far as she could tell it was completely real.

"OK, if this is real, this is awesome! Umm, gotta think, gotta think. Hello? Anyone there?! If this is a trick, I'll fucking hurt you!" No reply. "OK, money is an obvious wish. Let's do something that nobody could prepare for." Sara walked across the small room to her dresser mirror. In a whisper so quiet that only someone directly next to her would even know she had made a noise, she said, "I wish I had bigger breasts."

Slowly, her breasts began to grow. She placed her hands on them and felt them gradually increase. When they stopped, she looked in the mirror. "Wow! OK, this is real. And it's spectacular! I'm glad I don't wear a bra to bed. Mmm, nice shape, too."

Sara glanced over at her closet. "I wish that any wishes I made about body changes would change the clothes to match, too." She could see a few shirts shifting around in the closet, and one bra that had been carelessly tossed on the top shelf fell off. Sara walked over and picked it up. She read the double D size off the label and said, "I wish that nobody would notice me making wishes and everyone would think their results were normal." There was no visible effect, but by now Sara was sure that it worked.

"Tomorrow is going to be killer!"

Chapter 3: First Period History Class

Sara strode into the classroom and saw Kyle sitting in the desk next to hers. The tall football player was Debbie's boyfriend, but he'd never had much to say to Sara. "Hi Sara! How's it going?" Kyle smiled charmingly.

Sara smiled back at him as she sat down. "Pretty good, Kyle. Extremely good, actually." As they chatted, she noticed him sneaking glances at her chest. Sara didn't mind, Kyle was one of the better looking guys in the school. Sara was glad Debbie wasn't in this class.

The bell sounded and Mrs. Dobbins stood up from her desk. "Who can tell me when the Magna Carta was originally issued?"

A small, pimply faced boy raised his hand enthusiastically. "1215, Mrs. Dobbins!"

"That's right, Marshal."

The boy smiled proudly. "I finished all the reading assignments already, Mrs. Dobbins!"

Sara leaned over to Kyle and whispered, "Would you like me to kiss your ass now, Mrs. Dobbins?'" Kyle slapped his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter.

The teacher turned to him. "Is there a joke that you think the class needs to hear, Kyle?"

Sara watched the good looking boy sit there stunned. Sara said, "Oh, I made the joke, ma'am. I made my voice all squeaky like Marshal's and said 'Would you like me to kiss your big, fat ass now, Mrs. Dobbins?'"

The teacher looked furious, but before she could get a word out Sara continued, "And I wish that you didn't mind a bit and would go back to whatever you were talking about before."

Mrs. Dobbins lost all her anger. "OK class, let's list some of the important documents that led to our constitution." She turned to write something on the board.

Sara was in heaven. "I wish that Marshal would try to make out with Mrs. Dobbins' butt for the rest of the period." Sara watched as the nerdy boy got up and began following their teacher around. Whenever she stopped long enough, he pressed his mouth against her ass and kissed it passionately. Sara couldn't believe that nobody in the class was acting surprised, not even the woman whose ass was being Frenched. "Wow," she thought, "I guess people will accept *anything* I wish for as being normal!"

Sara spent the next ten minutes giggling at Marshal and his new girlfriend, Mrs. Dobbins' hind end. After awhile the teacher started fidgeting a lot. Sara decided that the stimulation must be turning her on. This made her feel horny, too. She looked to her left and saw Kyle smiling at her. Sara's thoughts turned mischievous. "Debbie wouldn't mind if I borrowed him. Well, that's a lie, she'd beat the crap out of me with Kyle's football helmet. But if I make everyone forget afterward, then it's pretty much like it never happened."

Sara grinned. "I wish that nobody in the class would have any problem with me getting up right now and making out with Kyle for the rest of the period." Sara got up, walked to Kyle's desk, and sat in his lap. He had to turn to the side and sit on the edge of his seat for her to fit, but neither of them cared how cramped they were. Sara leaned in and pressed her lips to his.

The kiss sent a shiver through Kyle. His hands roamed over Sara's back, caressing her. He couldn't believe how good she tasted. It wasn't quite the same as kissing Debbie, but it was nice in different ways. His hands continued to roam, but he stopped short of feeling any body parts that would get him in trouble with his girlfriend. There was nothing wrong with kissing Sara, but second base would be cheating. He was badly tempted, however. Sara's incredible body had filled his dreams the night before.

Sara opened her mouth and began teasing Kyle's lips with her tongue. He quickly opened his mouth and they began to French kiss deeply. The couple missed everything the teacher said as they kissed the class away.

Chapter 4: The School Gym

"Everybody sit down and be quiet!" shouted one of the coaches. "Come on, sit down so we can get the pep rally going!"

Sara plopped down on a bench. Everyone was in such a hurry to get started that she didn't have time to find any of her friends. "Well," she thought to herself, "I'm in the mood to amuse myself anyway." A smirk came to her face, but quickly disappeared when she noticed that freshmen boys had sat on either side of her. "God, I hate Freshmen. Such losers." Sure enough, they both began glancing at her large breasts, then trying to pretend they hadn't when she looked at them. Sara couldn't believe freshman could be so cowardly.

The pep rally started with what Sara considered to be the usual crap. The cheerleaders came out and started their routine. The crowd cheered with them, pretending they cared about tonight's game. Sara noticed that the freshmen geeks had stopped paying attention and were now staring at the cheerleaders. This annoyed her even more than when they had been leering.

Sara gripped the back of her seat, forcing her shoulders back. She had deliberately worn a tight, thin t-shirt today, and it was stretching impressively because of her new breasts.

Sara could see the freshman geek on her right starting to turn towards her. She readied an innocent expression and acted like she didn't notice. It was important to wait until he was clearly glaring before insulting him.

Suddenly the cheerleaders let out a whoop and began jumping up and down. The freshman boy turned back to them, fully enraptured by their performance again.

Sara was pissed.

"Fine," said Sara under her breath, " let's establish who's really more important. I wish that the cheerleaders' outfits would get more revealing and they'd fill them out better." Sara looked down and saw that the skirts on the cheerleaders had gotten much shorter, going from knee length to halfway up their thighs. Their shirts had also shrunk, they no longer covered the girls' bellies. The outfits were still decent, but they looked much more like skimpy college cheerleader outfits. The girls themselves looked a lot more mature now, too. Sara figured that the smallest breast size looked to be a C cup.

"Yeah!", yelled the freshman boy on Sara's right.

Sara noticed that the gym had gotten much louder. She laughed as she realised that the boys in the room didn't know anything had changed, they just cheered more for big breasts and skimpy outfits. "This is too awesome! Let's make the boys *really* scream. I wish the cheerleaders never wore bras."

The cheerleaders continued jumping up and down, but now their shirts were bouncing a lot more forcefully. Sara snickered at the sight, then noticed something strange. Instead of the audience getting louder again, it had gotten quieter. She looked around and saw that all the girls were still cheering just as loud, but some of the guys had stopped cheering and were just staring quietly. She could see several of them rubbing their thighs close to their crotches. It was as if they were trying to figure out how to get to their cocks and jack off without anyone noticing.

"God, she said to herself, "they're all such perverts. It's like they think they're at a strip club. Well, if you guys like being perverts so much, then you shouldn't hide it. I wish that all the guys would pull down their pants and start jerking off to the cheerleaders." Every man in the room, even the principal, pulled down his pants and started to abuse himself. Cocks of all sizes and colors were being worked to the bouncing girls in the middle of the gym. All the guys went silent as they concentrated on jerking. The girls in the stands kept right on cheering.

Sara was laughing so hard her sides hurt. As tears started blurring her vision, she noticed that the cheerleaders were wrapping up. "Oh, shit no! This is way too much fun. I wish that the cheerleaders would go another ten minutes without getting tired." The cheerleaders started a new routine. "Hmm, let's give the boys a real show. I wish that the cheerleaders' bodies, outfits, and dance moves would get much sexier."

As she finished speaking, several things started happening to the girls on the floor. All of their chests expanded again. Several of the girls were up to F cups now. Their tops shrank again, now showing the deep cleavage that all the girls had to offer. Their skirts also shortened again, rising up enough to show that every cheerleader had a very round, toned ass. The cheerleaders were grinding those asses slowly, doing moves that caused several of the boys in the audience to cum very quickly.

As the cheerleaders started fondling their own breasts, Sara said, "I wish that no more guys would cum until the end of the performance." The girls in the stands were still cheering like a normal pep rally, but Sara could hear the rising groans of the frustrated males. "OK, now for the best part. I wish that every man who ever saw me would fall in love with me and those feelings would never fade. I wish that guys could be attracted to other girls, but anytime they started to fantasise or have sex, their thoughts would turn to me because everyone knows that I'm the hottest thing ever!"

Sara looked around the stands. Now every guy near her was playing the game of looking at her and then pretending he didn't when she looked his way. All the men who had already cum were jerking their cocks again, looking back and forth between the gyrating cheerleaders and the woman they knew was more beautiful than any other. As the cheerleaders continued their routine, the jumping up and down caused their huge breasts to bounce wildly. Yet the guys near her still paid more attention to Sara in her jeans and t-shirt than they did to the girls on the floor.

The cheerleaders were now on all fours with their asses pointed towards the stands. Their skirts rode up completely in that position, and the girls were wagging their asses for the crowd to enjoy. Then they crawled around so that the audience could see down the front of their skimpy shirts at the incredible breasts that were now on display. It was an amazing show, and the few male students who had never caught a glimpse Sara were all imagining the things they would do to the cheerleaders as they jerked their cocks desperately.

The boys who had met Sara could only think of Sara, however. They pictured her in the slutty cheerleader uniform, and those that were close enough strained their necks to get glimpses of her sitting in the crowd. She leaned back, stretching out her new double D breasts for the everyone to enjoy. Then the cheerleaders finished their routine and hundreds of guys came in their pants while fantasising about Sara.

Chapter 5: In The Halls

After Sara left the gym, she started walking to her locker. The boys all stared at her as she walked by. Sara loved the attention, and she loved that many of the guys were staring at her despite their girlfriends standing right next to them.

"Watch where you're going, bitch!"

Sara looked forward and stopped in time to avoid bumping into Todd. "You watch where *you're* going, nerd! What's wrong, did your glasses fog up because they're too thick, Todd?"

"You're such an idiot, Sara. It doesn't work that way."

Sara was confused for a moment. Todd wasn't acting like the other guys, he might even be acting like a bigger jerk than usual. Then she noticed that he was breathing hard. His bottom lip was quivering a bit. He did love her and was attracted to her like all the other guys, but he still hated her too. His attraction was probably driving him crazy. Sara considered the best ways to handle this, then decided on something that would handle Todd and a few other things, too. "I wish that men were naturally submissive, and they get more submissive the more aroused they are."

The change was immediate. Todd's heavy breathing became very loud, and he was shaking now. Sara stood still for a minute, but Todd didn't say a word. Sara looked around and saw that a crowd had gathered around her, mostly boys. She looked back at Todd and smiled, which sent a very visible shiver through him.

Sara walked up close to the boy. She leaned in until her large chest was almost touching him and he could feel her breath. He began to quiver, and she gently said "You fantasise about me, don't you Todd? It's OK, you can tell me." Then she pulled back and saw him nod. He'd begun to sweat. "What do you fantasise about doing when you masturbate for me?"

The bell rang. Students turned to run to class. "I wish the guys in this crowd would stay here and watch the fun," said Sara. She turned back to her subject. "Todd?"

"I fantasise about eating your pussy!" he blurted out. Then he turned around and saw the crowd of boys who were now laughing at him. He started looking for a place to run to.

Sara reached out and grabbed Todd's crotch. A mixture of exhilaration and terror leaped to his face as she smiled at him. "You're not going anywhere, you have a fantasy to fulfill." Sara's voice was full of honey. "Go ahead and get on your knees, Todd."

Todd couldn't look away from her green eyes. Sara was telling him to do the thing that he had done in every sexual fantasy he could remember having since he had met her. Right now, he couldn't think of any reason why he shouldn't comply. He sank to his knees, still staring into her gorgeous green eyes.

Sara reached out and pushed his head down so that he was staring at her crotch. He reached up and began undoing her pants. As he pulled them down, Sara noticed several of the guys in the crowd dropping their pants and jerking off in the hall. "Huh," she thought, "I guess that's now considered normal behavior. Cool." She looked down and saw Todd staring at her red panties. "Do you like my panties, Todd?" He nodded. "Well, you need to pull them down so that you can eat me out, but after we're done here I'll let you take my panties to the bathroom so you can jerk off to them."

Todd lost all the self control he had left. He was so incredibly horny that he couldn't think straight, the only thing that mattered was doing what Sara told him to do. He pulled her panties down and dove into her pussy. He could feel Sara stepping out of her pants and kicking them away, but he only cared about her wonderful, soft pussy.

"No Todd, slow down," said Sara as she pulled his head back. She smiled down at him like an angel. "Eating a girl out is about worship. You know you want to serve me, and this is how you show it. So slow down and do it right." Sara pressed his head back into her crotch. He continued, but much slower than before. Sara looked around and smiled at the crowd of guys who were all jerking off to the performance. With the same sweet voice she said, "You perverts all want to be between my knees, don't you?" Every last guy nodded. "Well then get on your knees for me!"

They all knealed and continued stroking their cocks. One of the boys in the front of the crowd said, "Please Sara, let me go next! You're so fucking hot, I just want to lick those great big tits of yours and eat your pussy like Todd!"

Sara looked at the guy, then rolled her head back and lightly bit her lower lip. Todd was licking up her juices and making it very hard to concentrate. She looked back at the guy in the crowd and said, "Wow, you're very forward! I like that!" Then she looked at the guy's cock. "No, you're too small. I'm going to have to throw you back." She looked around at the group and saw several guys she knew from the football team. She looked them over and smiled at her favorites. "Now Jamal and Tony, on the other hand, should probably drop by my house tonight." Sara noticed Kyle in the crowd. "And I can't leave Kyle out, though we probably shouldn't tell Debbie about this." Sara was pleased that everyone nodded, not just Kyle. They were were all going to be good little secret keepers. "How does eight o'clock sound, boys?"

The football players all yelled out enthusiastic agreement. If they hadn't been so horny they would have remembered that they were supposed to play in the game tonight. In their submissive state of arousal they would have agreed to skip their parents funerals to be with Sara.

Sara moaned lightly as Todd continued to work on her clit in the hallway. She held his head with both hands and positioned it where she wanted the most attention on her pussy. "Yeah, you like serving me, don't you Todd?" Todd mumbled a yes as he licked. "Doesn't it just make you feel complete to submit to me and serve my needs?" Another muffled agreement. "Well just remember, this is the last time you'll ever touch me. So you'd better enjoy it now." Sara loved the sudden look of terror underneath Todd's thick glasses.

"Oh God," cried out Sara, "I'm cumming! Oh FUUUUCKKK!" Sara pressed hard on Todd's head and he lapped up all of her juices. When she finished twitching she pushed him backwards so he fell on his back. Sara put her pants on, and Todd grabbed her panties and ran off to find a bathroom to jerk off in.

Sara watched Todd run away and said, "Let's see, what has Todd earned?" Sara put her hand on her chin in an elaborate show of thought. "I wish he'd turn into a complete perv who'd jerk off to me for 2 hours a day." Sara looked around at all the puddles of jism that the guys had spread on the floor. Then she looked back in the direction that Todd had run off and smiled her sweetest little girl smile. "On second thought, I wish he had to jerk to me for at least four hours each day. There, now he finally has a social life!" Sara watched as the group of guys put their dicks away and stood up.

"What's going on here!" An old woman strode down the hall towards the group. "What are you doing out of class? Who's responsible for this?"

Sara turned to the woman, smiled warmly, and raised her hand. "I am, Mrs. Stenton!"

"Well, you'd better go to the principal's office and explain yourself. The rest of you, get to class!"

Chapter 6: The Principal's Office

Sara pushed out her chest and smiled at the principal. "And that's what happened, Mr. Gillum. I was chatting with several of the guys, and we just lost track of time and didn't notice the bell. That's why we were standing around in the halls during class." Sara pouted, deliberately overacting. "I'm really sorry."

Mr. Gillum was fidgeting like crazy. Sara could see that he felt the same about her as all the boys in the school. On a whim, she licked her lips slowly, watching his eyes follow her tongue. It was incredible to just watch him sit there, dazed. "Mr. Gillum?"

"Oh!" The principal snapped to alertness. He yanked both of his hands out from under his desk spasticly. "Well, that sounds perfectly reasonable! I can understand why a, uh... lovely young lady like yourself would have a lot of young men who want to take up your time. If it were up to me, that'd be fine. Technically, however, I have to... punish you."

Sara grinned and looked Mr. Gillum over. He wasn't a bad looking guy, for someone in his fifties. She said "I wish he was thirty years younger and in great shape." Sara watched as Mr. Gillum's hair lost its gray and became a lush brown. All his wrinkles smoothed out, revealing an attractive twenty-something face. Sara especially liked how his gut disappeared.

Sara stood up and walked around the desk. "Now, I'm sure a stud like you can do anything he wants, Mr. Gillum. If you wanted to let me get away with it, you could." She sat on the edge of his desk and began to stroke his leg with her foot. "If you wanted to let me and my friends off for the rest of the day, you could do that too, couldn't you?"

Mr. Gillum felt lost in her incredible green eyes. As he spoke, his words came out in a whisper. "I... I can't do that. The school has rules, I have to enforce them. You shouldn't even be talking to me that way, I'm the principal!"

Sara smiled and pulled her t-shirt off. She noted that the older man didn't say a word as his jaw slid open. "No, you're not, Mr. Gillum. You're a man. And I'm a woman." Sara pouted again, but this time with a little smile. "Am I the woman of your dreams, Mr. Gillum?" He couldn't help nodding, and he couldn't help dropping his gaze to her perfect breasts as she removed her bra. "You just want to do what I tell you, don't you?" More nodding. "And you really want me to pull your cock out, don't you?"

As Mr. Gillum nodded again, Sara put a hand on his shoulder and pinned him back in his chair, then reached her other hand down and undid his pants. To herself she thought, "This is so great! No consequences, no bad stuff of any kind. My life is pure candy now!" Then she frowned. The principal's penis was hard, but it was only average size. "I wish his cock was nice and big." Sara regained her smile as the cock grew in her hand. It was a good eight inches, her favorite size. She gave it a couple weak jerks to warm him up. "Mr. Gillum, you can't expect me to do everything. Stand up and strip, please."

The principal obediently rose from his chair and began pulling his suit off. He continued looking at his student's breasts as both of them disrobed. Sara was pleased that his body was nicely muscled and athletic now. His roving eyes showed that he approved of her body, too. "Oh Sara, you're so fucking hot! There are so many little girls in this school, but you... I don't think I can handle this, please be gentle with me!"

Sara push the naked man back into his padded desk chair. "No, I will not. I'm going to ride you until you foam at the mouth, Mr. Gillum, and you're going to beg me for more!" Sara sat on his lap, straddling his legs. She pressed herself up against him so that her breasts were rubbing against his chest and her pussy was rubbing his cock. She stroked his hair and said, "Beg."

"Oh God! Please Sara, I need you so bad! I think about you all the time! I was actually jerking off to you earlier! I started off thinking about the cheerleaders, but you're so much hotter than they are that I had to fantasize about you and I came in my pants!"

"Good!" said Sara, "That will make you last longer. Now stick your cock in me."

The man held his cock steady as the brown haired beauty lifted herself up. He guided himself into her and moaned lightly as she eased her pussy down onto him. "Sara, I'm sorry, I don't think I can last long enough for you! I try to think about other things, but I can't help but think about how gorgeous you are!"

Sara slowly pumped her body up and down, leaning backwards while she held onto his shoulders. "I wish that guys wouldn't cum before I wanted them to." Then she leaned in close and nibbled on the principal's ear. "You'll do fine. I can tell you really want to please me!"

Mr. Gillum reached up and began to massage Sara's large breasts. "Oh, Sara, you feel so good! I've never been with a woman who had such incredible breasts!" Sara raised herself up so that she could work the tip of his cock with her pussy while burying his head in her tits. He began to suck her nipples enthusiastically while his hands kneaded her breasts. After a minute he said "Sara... fuck! Sara, please tell me you'll come back to my office! Please... oh fuck! please don't let this be the last time, I think I'd go insane!"

"We'll see," said Sara. She slid down on his cock to get closer to eye level, sliding her nails along the older man's chest as she descended. "I don't really need to though, do I? You're going to do everything I want from now on, aren't you, Mr. Gillum?"

"Yes, " he said. "I'll do anything for you!" Mr. Gillum wrapped his hands around her thighs and started pulling her up and down. He watched as Sara closed her eyes and opened her mouth. He was entranced as she ran her tongue around the edges of her lips again.

Their pace increased and Sara could feel herself getting close. "Fuck me! Fuck me, go on, FUCK ME!" She scratched his chest with her long nails as she came. The principal shouted out her name at the top of his lungs as he joined her in orgasm. They both slowed, and then Sara leaned in and kissed the man deeply for the first and last time. "OK, now I'd like to go shopping for new clothes with a few of my new boyfriends. Be a good boy and call them down to the office on the intercom, OK?"

The principal felt embarrassed for having submitted so totally to a student. He nodded and reached for the intercom. He watched Sara get dressed as she told him which boys to call down. His heart sank as she left, and he quietly returned to his paperwork.

An hour later he pulled his pants back down and jerked off, trying desperately to remember every detail of the earlier encounter.

Chapter 7: Debbie's Bedroom

Debbie arched her back in ecstacy. Her boyfriend, Kyle, was on top and working furiously to please her. Both Debbie's blonde pigtails and her large breasts rocked back and forth with the motion of their fucking.

"Are you sure," panted Kyle, "that your parents aren't going to come home soon, Sara?"

Debbie winced. "I told you Kyle, they're gone for the whole weekend." She hated when he called her Sara's name, but it wasn't worth arguing about right now. She knew that most of the other cheerleaders had their boyfriends use pet names like "dear" and "lover" so that they didn't call out Sara's name in bed.

Kyle came hard, much too early to satisfy his girlfriend. When he stopped moving she gave him a withering look. He quickly pulled out and moved his head down to her crotch. He ate her out for several minutes, his tongue finishing the job for his cock. After Debbie finally came he continued to lick lightly to ease her down. Finally, she patted his head and let him know that she was ready to stop.

The teenagers got up and started getting dressed. Debbie didn't look at Kyle when she said, "You called me Sara again."

"I did? Sorry."

"Typical," thought Debbie, "they're puppy dogs before, but they barely do what they're told after." Debbie didn't see any point in pushing it. She'd been friends with Sara for years, and this was just how guys acted towards her. Debbie considered making Kyle suffer a bit after she got him aroused and manageable again, but there wasn't much point. It's not like any other guy she found would be able to keep his mind off of Sara during sex.

As Debbie pulled a black t-shirt over her F cup breasts, she glanced at her cheerleader uniform hanging on a chair. "Hey Kyle, why did you and those other players ditch the football game last night? That was the third game in three weeks that you guys have missed. We got creamed without you."

Kyle looked around nervously. "No reason."

"Yeah, right," said Debbie. She walked to the bed, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You know the coach is going to kill you guys at the next practice." Debbie leaned in an began tickling his ear with her tongue.

"Well," said Kyle, "it was no big deal. We just had this place we needed to be." He stared up at the ceiling, trying to count tiles instead of noticing that Debbie's hand had slid down to his ass. "We just, uh, there was someone we agreed to meet."

Debbie kept one hand on the football player's ass as she slid the other one down to his crotch. When she felt a twitch, she knew he was ready to do what he was told. "Kyle, who did you go see and what did you boys do?"

Kyle went cross eyed and said, "We went to Sara's house and took turns eating her and fucking her."

"What?!" Debbie practically leaped out of his lap. "Kyle, how could you?!

Kyle misunderstood the question. "She said she likes it when we miss the games to be with her. She won't see us any other nights, she likes it better when we give up something for her."

Debbie started angrily putting on her jeans. "You're a horndog, Kyle, like every other guy. And Sara gets to do whatever she wants because she's queen of the horndogs!" Debbie glared at him, hoping that he would deny it. Instead, he just shrugged and smiled. "Oh, hell no! I've known her since third grade! She's supposed to be my friend!" Debbie stomped out.

Kyle sat on the bed. He called out, "Uh, I'll just wait here?" as the front door slammed. He looked around the room, not sure if he had permission to leave.

Chapter 8: Sara's House

Debbie was fuming as she walked down the street. "How the hell?! There are rules! Guys are stupid puppies who'll follow any hot girl, but we don't steal each other's puppies!" The well endowed blonde girl continued talking to herself as she passed house after house. Finally, she reached Sara's house. It wasn't hard to find, it was more than three times as big as any other house on the block.

Debbie rang the doorbell and twirled one of her pigtails impatiently. Sara smiled when an older woman opened the door. "Hi, Mrs. Kershal. Is Sara here?"

Sara's mother smiled at Debbie. "Of course she is! Come on in." She guided the young girl into her house. "She's upstairs in her bedroom with a few of her friends. I don't think she'll mind if you join them." Mrs. Kershal walked back to the kitchen, leaving Debbie alone.

Debbie walked down the hallway. She stopped next to the door to the living room. There were several guys in there, and she recognised them as some of the smarter guys in school. Looking over a shoulder, she noticed that they were doing homework with Sara's name on it.

Debbie continued down the hallway and stopped when she got to the den. Half the guys on the swim team were in there! The walls of the room were lined with shelves of CD's, and the guys were just killing time, browsing the enormous music collection. Debbie wasn't sure what she was more jealous of, the collection of guys or the fact that Sara always had plenty of money to blow on CD's, clothes, and anything else she wanted.

Debbie stomped up the stairs. When she got to Sara's door she knocked belligerently. "Come in!" came Sara's voice from the other side.

When Debbie opened the door, she stood shocked at what she saw. She'd been in the room several times, so she knew that it was an enormous bedroom with two king sized beds. What shocked her was the dozen guys milling around the room. Most of them were completely naked. All of them were gazing lovingly at Sara. Especially the one who was rubbing her feat as she laid on her bed, leafing through a magazine in a very expensive looking black dress.

"Debbie!" called out the beautiful, brown haired girl. "I feel like we haven't talked since the stone age! Get over here!"

Debbie was stunned. She slowly made her way through the guys to stand at the corner of the bed. "What the hell, Sara? Does every guy in here have a girlfriend? Why can't you share with everyone else? This is totally unfair!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, whoops!" Sara smiled and sat up. "You know, I'm not really sure how it got this way. At first I thought I'd just torment a few guys. I did a few things that I thought I'd change back later, but then there didn't seem to be much point. And as for all these guys... Debbie, you know how you can buy a pair of shoes and never wear them, but that doesn't keep you from buying more shoes? Well, I've found out that when you have unlimited credit, that's a really hard habit to break!"

Debbie shook her head. "You're not making any sense, Sara."

"Yeah," said Sara, "I guess not. This will help. I wish that from now on, Debbie could tell that I was making wishes."

"Uh, OK." The cheerleader scratched her head. "What are you talking about?"

Sara stood up next to the bed. "I like the little girl look you've got going with the pigtails today, Debbie. Let's build on that. I wish that all your clothes were sexy little schoolgirl clothes."

Feeling her clothes shift on her body, Debbie looked down. Her jeans were changing to a plaid skirt so short that the bottoms of her panties were visible. The panties themselves had changed from white and functional to lacy and pink. Her t-shirt shrank in every possible way, revealing her tummy and the bottoms of her breasts, as well as showing even more cleavage than her cheerleader uniform. Debbie was stunned. "What the hell?! Oh my god, how the fuck did you do that, Sara?!"

Sara laughed. "Don't freak out, I can change it back later. Oh, and it's not just what you're wearing. Every bit of clothing you own is like that now. As far as anyone remembers, it's normal for you to dress that way, so nobody will give you any crap for it. Isn't it great!"

"No, it's not great!" Debbie would have moved towards her friend, but she was afraid that any movement would cause her to pop out of the tiny shirt. "I don't want to dress like this!"

"Well," said Sara as she scratched the head of one of the boys kneeling at her feet, "you would if I wanted you to. In fact, if I hadn't made that wish to let you notice my wishes, you'd think it was your regular thing." Sara could tell from Debbie's expression that she wasn't getting through. "Look, it's all just fun, right? I can get anything, and I can put it all back if I want to. Wouldn't you make yourself queen of the school if you could?"

Understanding spread across Debbie's face. "Wait. Ever guy who's ever met you has fallen in love with you. That's how it's been for years. That's part of this, isn't it?"

Sara smiled evilly. "Yep. It's actually only been for about three weeks, though. I just make it so that people remember what I wish for as being normal. You know how all the guys do whatever we tell them with a little flirting? That used to be much harder."

Debbie's mind was reeling. "Yeah, I guess that's a good thing, Sara. It is nice being able to keep the guys in line." She couldn't accept that Sara had all this, it was incredibly unfair that she got to have everything. "Well, what if you made it so that I get wishes too? Then we could both have fun!"

Sara's eyes lit up at the idea. "Yeah! I probably could! Then we could both have everything we wanted!"

"Absolutely! We'd run the school and everything!" Debbie smiled, happy that things were about to get a whole lot better.

"Until we both wanted the same thing. Then you'd try to take it away from me."

"What?" said Debbie.

Sara stopped smiling and started walking around her enormous bedroom, touching guys as she moved. "Do you remember that expensive jacket we both chipped in on in the sixth grade? Did I even get to wear that once?" Debbie just looked confused. "I don't think sharing would work out. Plus, I think you knew that before you asked. It's not very nice of you to try to take away my things, Debbie." Sara stared at her friend. "Tell you what I'll do. It's really nice having someone to talk to about this stuff, so I'll let you hang out with me more. You'll need a few changes, though. I wish that you were massively more flirty and slutty, Debbie."

Debbie suddenly couldn't help thrusting out her chest. Debbie noticed several of the boys looking at her already. She was a little disappointed when they looked back at Sara a few seconds later. Debbie pulled up her little skirt and began stroking herself lightly. That got some of the guy's attention again, but only for a few seconds before they looked back at Sara. "Crap," she thought, "Sara just standing around is still hotter than me putting on a show!" She started rubbing up against various guys, trying to get their attention for as long as she could.

"That's a great start," said Sara, "but not quite what I'd call 'loyal sidekick' yet. I wish that you were a lot dumber, but always happy. I wish that your main concern was hanging out with me and making sure that I'm happy."

For the briefest of moments, Debbie panicked. Before she fully registered that panic, she'd already changed into Sara's dream friend. "Yay! Thanks for letting me hang out with you, Sara. You're so much fun! Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Sara took a quick glance around the room. "You know Debbie, I think you were right, there is something unfair about this situation. There are way more guys here than I can satisfy myself. Why don't you see how many you can get off this afternoon?"

Debbie let out an excited little squeal, then walked over to a naked guy standing next to the dresser. She bent over at the waist and popped his cock into her mouth with barely a thought. Her breasts popped out of the tiny shirt she was wearing, but she didn't think anybody would mind. Debbie reached out a hand to either side and waved for more boys to come to her. When they did, she grabbed a cock in each hand and began jerking them as she sucked off the first guy. Debbie knew her playmates were actually fantasising that it was Sara who was sucking and jerking them, but that was OK. That was the way it was supposed to be.

Sara smiled and went back to her bed. "Good job, Debbie! I'm going to finish this magazine article, then we can go to the mall. You can carry my shopping bags for me."

Debbie nodded happily, then the movement changed into bobbing her head vigorously on the cock she was sucking. Another guy came up behind her and started stroking her ass. "Ooo," thought Debbie, "that always feels good!" Debbie wiggled her butt in his hands. Then she thought to herself, "I wish I liked sucking cock. It's really nice to help Sara, though. Maybe if I do a good job, she'll agree to make me like the taste of dick better!"

While she considered how good it was to have a friend like Sara, the cock in Debbie's mouth blew. She sucked up every bit of the cum, sure that Sara wouldn't want a mess on her nice carpet. Then she let the cock drop from her mouth and smiled up at the guy. He was really cute, but other boys had lined up for their turns. She nodded her head to signal him to move, and he got out of the way so that another boy could take his place.

As Debbie started to lick the new guy's balls, one of her handjob boys reached out and started fondling her large breasts. Sara looked up, smiled, and said, "I wish Debbie's boobs were super sensitive."

Suddenly Debbie's breasts were on fire. "Oh God," thought the blonde girl, "what an awesome gift! Sara's so nice. And this guy's hand feels sooo good on my breast!" Without pausing her licking, she turned so that she could smile up at him.

He didn't notice because he was intently watching Sara's chest rise and fall as she read her magazine.

Chapter 9: Todd's Bedroom

Todd slammed the door as he entered his room. He locked it and closed the window blinds on the afternoon sun. His backpack fell to the floor and he ripped it open, searching desperately for the package. When he found it, he dove onto his bed and opened it reverently.

Inside were newly developed pictures of Sara. "Oh shit, Sara's so fucking hot! This was totally worth blowing all my money on that camera with the fancy zoom lens." Todd began to leaf through the pictures. He had several pictures of Sara in the hallway. Some of the pictures were of her in the school parking lot, kissing various lucky guys. "Oh, I wish I was them. Her tits are so perfect, I just want to cover them in cum!"

Todd unbuttoned his pants and pulled his cock out. He started jerking with one hand as he spread out the photos on his bed. He hadn't had a hard time getting good shots of Sara, it seemed like every week she wore more and more revealing clothes.

It wasn't just her body that he wanted. He stroked faster as he thought about how much he loved her green eyes, her lustrous hair, and everything about her face. He loved the way she treated people, she was so confident. He just couldn't think about those things very long before his thoughts went back to her incredible tits and ass. The thought of her long legs made his cock so hard it hurt. Todd pumped his cock faster, trying desperately to relieve the pressure.

Glancing over at the photos, Todd noticed one where Sara was wearing a particularly tight skirt that showed every curve of her ass.

Todd came and covered the picture with his cum. "No problem, that's why I got extra copies!" As he took the stained picture to the trash can to throw it away, his brief moment of sexual satisfaction caused his head to clear a little. "Have I always been this bad? I mean, I never bought a camera before last week. Then again, I can't remember ever looking at Sara without having to fight off the urge to shove my face between those incredible tits. God dammit, she makes me so horny!"

Looking over the pictures spread on his bed, Todd found his favorites. A few days ago he'd followed Sara and Debbie on one of their mall trips. He'd been able to get on the second floor and take some shots from above. Todd picked up a picture he'd taken that had an incredible angle on Sara's ample cleavage.

"Oh, she wants me to be a pervert for her, I'm sure!" Todd's brain went back to its usual submissive mush. "God, I just want her so badly!" Todd stared intently at her curvaceous body. He was sure that having just cum, he'd take a little longer this time and be able to manage a good fantasy. He picked his dick back up.

In Todd's head he was in the school hallway on his knees again. Sara stood over him; tall, naked and ridiculously gorgeous. "Todd," she said, "have you been a good boy?"

Todd looked up at his dream girl. "Yes, I have. I've jerked off to you every day. I worship you in every way I can think of."

Sara smiled down at the admitted pervert. "Good Todd, you're a very good boy! And I have a special treat for you today. I'm going to titty fuck you."

Todd was so happy, he began to cry. Debbie was standing behind Sara wearing one of her adorable little sexy outfits and sucking on a lollipop. She winked at him and said "Congratulations, Toddy! Sara only titty fucks the biggest and bestest perverts, and you're the biggest one of all!" Debbie started jumping up and down and clapping her hands, shaking her ponytails and her enormous breasts. Todd stared at her glorious tits for a moment as they jiggled, but soon he couldn't resist turning back to his true love, Sara.

Sara pulled him up so that he was standing in front of her, then led him over to a bed in the school hallway. She gave him a gentle push and he laid down on the bed with his legs hanging off the edge. She got on her knees and pushed herself between his legs, pressing his upturned cock in-between her perfect double D breasts. He let out a little moan and stared at the ceiling.

Todd could feel her start to bob up and down. The sensation was incredible, he could feel every part of his cock tingle as her incredible titty flesh rubbed against it. An extra tingle on the head caused him to jump. Todd lifted his head to look up at Sara. She had her tongue out and was licking the head of his cock as it thrust through her breasts.

Debbie walked around to the side of the bed and started to stroke his chest. She smiled at Todd and rolled her lollipop around in her mouth. Todd saw that it wasn't a regular lolly, it was long and round. Not exactly like a penis, but close. Todd twitched as he saw her tongue flutter around the tip of the special lolly.

Todd turned back to Sara and felt guilty for having thought about Debbie for so long. It was hard not to, since Debbie was always with Sara at school. However, even though Debbie was an incredibly gorgeous cheerleader, Sara made her look plain. Todd loved how her curly brown hair fell around her shoulders. He loved her soft skin. He especially loved how wonderful her breasts felt as they rubbed against his straining hard cock.

Sara smiled at him, and Todd knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Sara said, "You can't cum until you beg."

"What?" Todd looked up at Sara. He desperately wanted her to repeat that.

Sara pressed her breasts hard against his cock with her hands and bobbed faster. "I said, you can't cum until you beg for permission."

Todd's eyes went wide with delight. "Please, Sara! Please let me cum for you! You're so gorgeous, you're so much hotter than every other girl! Oh god, you have to let me cum for you! I'd feel horrible if I didn't worship you properly. Please, please, PLEASE LET ME CUM FOR YOU!!"

Todd exploded. In his fantasy he let off a mighty stream that coated Sara's incredible breasts but didn't touch her perfect hair or face. She looked down at him and said "You did very well, Todd."

Todd opened his eyes and looked down at himself. In reality he had only coated Sara's breasts in the picture he was holding. He got up to throw it away, then decided to save it. Getting copies made would get expensive if he threw one away every time he jerked off.

Todd fished the first picture out of the garbage, looked at it for a moment, and began to jerk off again.

Chapter 10: Todd's Bedroom, That Night

Todd walked out of his shower, put his glasses back on, and started rubbing lotion on his cock. Like most nights, he was sore and chaffed. He sighed. "Well, nobody ever said the life of a pervert was an easy one."

The boy put on his pajamas, laid down, and dozed off wondering what dream he would have about Sara tonight.

In his dream Todd was standing in a grassy field with a man in front of him. He was glowing brightly, so Todd couldn't look directly at him. "Who are you?" asked Todd.

"Todd, we have a gift for you."

A few minutes later, Todd awoke with a start. He looked himself over in surprise, then smiled broadly.

Chapter 11: Sara's Bedroom Later That Night

Sara slowly woke up. The lights in her room were on, even though it was still dark outside her window. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked around. Todd was sitting in a chair staring out her. "What the hell are you doing in my room, you pervert!"

Todd laughed. "'Pervert isn't much of an insult. Don't you remember, you wished for me to be a pervert."

That woke Sara up completely. She looked around the room. "Where are Debbie and my boys? How did you get in here? And why aren't you wearing those thick glasses anymore?

Todd lifted his hands and started counting off the answers on his fingers. "I sent everyone home. I can go anywhere I want now, and I don't wear glasses anymore because I fixed my vision."

"I wish," said Sara desperately, "that you'd shut up!"

Todd just smiled. "Nope, that doesn't work anymore. Not for you." Todd got up and started pacing the room. "You really are a greedy bitch aren't you? When the guy, the... whatever he is... gave me this power, he gave me a bunch of extra conditions because of how you went overboard. I'm pretty much only allowed to set right most the shit that you did. With one exception."

Sara put her hands on her hips defiantly. "One exception?"

"Yep. He didn't have any problem with me keeping you."

"Crap."

"I wish," said Todd, "that you had an irresistible urge to give me the best blowjob ever."

Suddenly, Sara felt a warmth in her mouth and pussy. Part of her was still repulsed by Todd, but that was overwhelmed by an intense need for him. She pushed her covers aside, revealing the lacy black teddie she was wearing. The part of her brain that suddenly wanted Todd was pleased to see that he liked what she was wearing. The rest of her was still in control of her mouth enough to yell obscenities at Todd as she approached him.

Slowly, she crawled over to the edge of the bed where Todd was standing and ducked down low. She pulled down his pants and slipped his cock into her mouth. Her head began to twist and turn around the cock, trying to cover every bit of it.

Todd leaned his head back and sighed. "Oh, that feels so good. All the wishes that you made about me are already gone, by the way. So don't expect me to turn into your lap dog again." Todd placed his hands on either side of Sara's head and helped guide her back and forth on his cock. "Right now, I'm still trying to figure out exactly how much the dream guy wanted me to change back. He said that I had to undo "most" of the damage you did, but what does "most" mean?"

Todd reached down and fondled Sara's breasts. "Oh, god these feel good! One thing didn't change after I stopped being your pervert, I still think you're a colossal cock tease, Sara. It's amazing that you could still be a cock tease with all the guys you fucked in the last month, but you found a way. Mmm, anyway, I'm thinking I'll reverse all the stuff you did to the guys and make everyone forget the craziness you've had people doing. Nobody needs to live their life knowing they grovelled to you in the halls. Oh, and I'm gonna take away all this stuff that you got on your monster shopping sprees. You *definitely* don't deserve all this crap."

Sara reached up and began to stroke his sack. Todd sighed as the touch on his balls added to the sensation on his dick. "I might leave the cheerleaders, though. That was pretty hot, and now that every guy you meet isn't in love with, people will know they're hotter than you. How'd you like to go back to being only the tenth hottest girl in school, Sara?" She looked up at him with hate, but couldn't say anything because it would break the tight suction seal her mouth had around his cock. "Nah, that's not fair to the cheerleaders. I'll compromise. I won't put them back to where they were before, but I'll tone them down. Small outfits, but not slutty. Normal cheering routines. Only moderately improved proportions."

Todd smiled. "Well, except for your little pal, Debbie. She's just too damn hot." Todd grimaced, then grabbed Sara's hair and held her head tightly. That was the only warning she got as he shot his load down her throat. The orgasm was incredible, much stronger than anything he'd had masturbating to Sara's pictures.

Sara fished sucking out the last of his cum, then bolted backwards across the bed. "You loser! You can't do this!"

Todd sat back down and smiled. "Why not? It's just a toned down version of what you've been doing for a month!" The boy looked over at the second bed where Debbie had been sleeping earlier that evening. "You know, maybe I was a little hasty about sending Debbie home. I wish that Debbie was back here."

Debbie appeared on the extra bed. She was sleeping on top of the covers. Her blonde ponytails curled cutely around her face, tied up by long pink ribbons. She wore the tiniest baby doll nightie, and it was pink like her hair ribbons. The nightie would have been cute, except it was so sheer that the incredible body it displayed was completely distracting from it.

"Holy hell she's hot!" yelled Todd. "Damn, Sara. Anytime I thought about Debbie too long, I always started fantasising about you instead. Now I can see that you actually made her a lot hotter than yourself!"

Sara threw a pillow at the boy. "Liar!" she screamed.

Todd easily dodged the pillow, then noticed that the noise was waking Debbie up. "Hmm, I might as well make the changes before she gets disagreeable. I wish that Debbie would go back to her old intelligence and personality, except she would retain her current flirtatiousness and taste in clothes." As Debbie sat up and began to rub her eyes, Todd added, "I also wish that she loved me was concerned with making me happy, not Sara."

Debbie finished rubbing the sleep from her eyes and looked up. "Hi gorgeous!" She hopped up from the bed and ran over to sit in Todd's lap. She immediately began nuzzling his neck, and her hand slipped down to his crotch. When she found him only half hard, she asked, "How come you're not happy to see me, Todd?"

He smiled back at her. "I am! It'll just take me a minute to get worked up again, I just gave Sara here a nice snack."

Debbie looked over at Sara and smiled. "Lucky girl!"

Sara was furious now. "What the hell are you doing, Debbie! You're my bitch, mine!"

"Sara!" said Todd, "That's no way to treat my other girlfriend! Well, you should act better. I wish that Sara could think whatever she wants, but she has to treat me just as good as my favorite girl Debbie here." Sara's mouth snapped shut and a sweet expression crossed her face. Todd continued, "Awesome! And I wish that from now on, Sara would act as Debbie's sidekick, and everyone would accept that Debbie was the one who made all the decisions for the two of them."

Debbie's face lit up. "Wow! That sounds great! Hey Sara, I know you didn't want to go to the museum with me before, but how about we go tomorrow?"

Sara got off the bed and walked over to the snuggling couple. Inwardly she was yelling at them, but outwardly she smiled and said, "That sounds great, Debbie!"

"Well," said Todd, "now that we've got everything sorted out, I guess we should wrap up for the night. Debbie? You know you're my favorite and I think you're much hotter than Sara, right?" Debbie giggled and nodded, bouncing her pretty pigtails with the pink ribbons. "Well, I'm going to take you home with me and satisfy all your needs tonight. However, I'm getting hard again, and before we leave I'd like to give Sara one good fucking before she goes back to sleep. How does that sound?"

Debbie didn't say anything, she just stood up and pulled Todd out of his chair. She put a hand on his ass and guided him over to the edge of the bed where Sara was standing. Debbie reached up to stroke Todd's cheek and kissed him deeply. Then she backed off and smiled.

Todd looked back at Sara. She looked so hot in her lacy black teddie, and Todd loved the way that she was smiling and stroking her body for him. He knew that she still had the same personality on the inside and she must be screaming. However, her outward appearance was so alluring that he had trouble picturing that resistance. Todd reached out and turned the girl around, then bent her over so that her forearms were leaning against the large bed. Sara looked back at him invitingly as he moved the black fabric of the teddie out of the way of her pussy.

As Todd eased his cock into her, Sara melted. She still had her personality, but her body was fighting against her. She couldn't get tense, because her muscles where relaxing and helping Todd. This made the sensations just as good as when she had fucked all the other guys in the school in the last month. "God," she thought, "this actually feels better than those other guys! I loved being on top for all those guys, but I forgot how good doggie style feels!" Sara hated admitting it to herself, but she was being completely honest when she cried out, "Todd, your cock feels REALLY gooood!"

Todd tried to smile, but he didn't have enough control of his face at that point. He noticed some movement to his right. Debbie had climbed up onto the bed and was kneeling on the edge. When he looked over at her, she smiled and slowly pulled off her baby doll nightie. Now wearing nothing but hair ribbons, Debbie looked so hot that Todd almost came right then. He slowed his pace almost to a stop.

Sara groaned unhappily at the lack of movement, so he reached around her waist with his left hand and began rubbing the edges of her clit. With his right hand he lightly fondled Debbie's wonderful breasts. They were amazing, as big as they could possibly be without looking out of proportion to her body. As he stroked her nipples, her breasts became more erect, but not rigid at all. He loved how they moved and flowed as he gently squeezed them. "You know, it's good not to be greedy. I think I could be totally satisfied with just you two girls for the rest of eternity."

Sara was only capable of responding with a little moan, but Debbie smiled and raised his hand up to her mouth. She gently sucked his fingers, then placed his hand back on Sara's ass.

Todd sped up again, ready to finish his work. "OK, Sara, get ready." As Todd's balls slapped against Sara's terrific ass, she began to moan harder and harder. She tried to speak, she wanted to tell him how incredible his cock felt, but she couldn't form the words.

When Todd yelled and came inside of her, the sensation made her cum with him. Finally, she screamed "FUUCCCKKK!! God, that feels so fucking good, Todd!" Even Sara wasn't sure if she was really saying this or the behaviour he'd wished onto her was.

"Wow," said Todd, "That *was* nice, wasn't it?" Sara just nodded, completely exhausted. Debbie was nibbling on his neck again. "Well, it's been awesome, but I've got to take Debbie back to my house now and see if I can satisfy her." Debbie mischievously shook her head to say 'no'. "I'll set back all your wishes tomorrow, Sara. But don't worry, I'm going to be having plenty of fun with both of my girlfriends from now on."

Todd winked at Sara and said, "Remember, what goes around, comes around and smacks you right on the ass!" Todd gave Sara's ass a playful little pat, then he and Debbie left. Sara went to sleep wondering what the rest of her life was going to be like.