The alarm went off and Samantha's pink manicured hands reached out from the
covers to shut it off. With a yawn, a pair of slim legs made smooth from last
night's shaving slipped out from the covers and set on the floor. There she
flexed her matching polished toes and headed for her vanity to get dressed.
In a black and white knit top, black mini skirt, nude hose and black shoes with
enough of a heel that forced her to almost walk like a ballet dancer on her
toes, she headed for school.
"The year is almost over and one of you here will graduate this school at the
head of your class," Sam's home room teacher said as he could not help but glance
down at her shapely legs as she crossed them. "As of right now it looks like
Sam Moons will be the one giving a speech at this year's graduation."
In the back room, a young man named Warren squeezed his pencil so hard that
it snapped in two. The bell rang and he made a bee line for one of the hall's
pay phones. "Mother, I think we need to have a talk."
Sam always walked home from school. Stepping into the supermarket to buy a new
pair of pantyhose, some eyeliner, lipstick and nail polish remover, she stepped
up to a dark-haired female cashier. "I love your nails," The cashier with the
name tag of Amy said.
"Thanks, but my toes are what's cute on me." Sam said as she got her money out
of her purse.
"Did you register your purse?" Amy asked.
"Register it?" Sam replied, looking confused.
"A card that comes inside the purse allows you to register it so it can be replaced
if damage or stolen," Amy said. "It's such a cute one."
"You mean register it on-line, don't you?" Sam asked.
"Did you do that?" Amy asked.
"No," I didn't," Sam said as she moved, not wanting to hold up the long line
any more than she had been doing. As the light at Main St. turned green, she
sprinted across in her heels like a pro track star.
"Glad you're home, Sam." Her mother said with a smile as she set her favorite
backpack before her child. "I got a call this afternoon. Mrs. Smith would like
you to baby sit her son."
"Mom, I'm too old to baby sit," Sam complained.
"Graduation is almost here, dear," Her mother reminded her. "This will be the
last time unless you have kids who give you grand kids to baby sit."
"Oh, all right." Sam sighed.
Sam got her school books and headed over to the Smith's house after dinner.
Outside of her classmate, Warren, she didn't know the Smiths had any other kids.
Not knowing what age they might be, she choose to hold off removing her nail
polish until she got back home.
As she knocked on the door, Mrs. Smith gave a quick hello and fast goodbye as
she grabbed her coat and rushed out to the car. Before Sam could say a word,
Mrs. Smith was gone.
"Warren, you're here?" Sam asked confused. "I thought you would be gone while
I babysat your little brother or sister."
"I don't have any brothers or sisters." Warren said. "It's embarrassing, but
mom just refuses to believe I've grown up."
"Guess this will be easier than I thought." Sam said with some relief. "We can
do our homework together."
"How about something to drink first," Warren asked, offering her a glass.
"Thanks." Sam said as she took a sip. She had just finished putting the glass
down when she started to feel dizzy. Feeling unsteady in her heels, she took
them off, only to have her feet slide out from under her. "I don't remember
my stockings being so frictionless."
She also noticed she was feeling something else. She felt horny. "What's going
on?" Sam started to panic as she got out of her skirt as quickly as she could
and noticed the waist of her hose seemed to melt into her slip and form a seam.
Seams also seem to run up along her body as her skin took on a shiny latex like
look to it. The mesh in the nylon crotch changed to latex and her pussy blossomed
out for anyone to enter her as did her other openings.
As Warren took off the rest of Sam's clothes and put them into a pile, they
dissolved into thin air. "My mother is a witch and she wanted me to graduate
head of the class with top marks. You're the only one standing in my way. Now
you won't have to worry about grades or anything."
"What do you mean?" Sam thought as she found herself unable to speak.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"The magic that altered reality and change you has made everyone forget that
you ever existed as a living woman. That is why your clothes vanished. All you
have to do is lay back, feel horny, and enjoy me fucking you." Warren said as
he started what would be many years of pleasurable hell for the young woman.
THE END