Chapter 3

“Ah ... ah ... ah,” Courtney seethed a little as her mother pinched hard and tugged on her outer pussy wall. “I don’t know. It just sounded right. Please don’t put your finger in me though.”

I didn’t see what Barb was doing but given that Courtney thrusted her body forward, I assumed Barb was inserting a finger into her daughter’s vagina. Barb arched an eyebrow as Courtney slid forward. It wasn’t enough to break her mother’s hold on her labia.

“Did you enjoy that?” Barb asked like a doctor trying to gauge a patient’s response to external stimuli.

“Yes, it felt good, and turned me on because while I get the majority of my stimulation from my clit, I can also orgasm from penetration, but you aren’t allowed to finger me,” Courtney said with certainty before asking how she knew that.

“You must have seen a member of the program talking about it on TikTok or read an article and forgotten. That is exactly the right response. You are supposed to be polite, allow for curiosity and exploration within the guidelines of the program, but not make a participant feel bad for unintentionally crossing any lines. If they ignore your gentle reminder, then you are allowed to do whatever you need to do to secure your person.”

Mom explained that it is not the responsibility of the person touching her to know all of the rules of NIS. “People tend to shut down if you yell at them and make them feel guilty. It’s perfectly natural to want to extend a finger into your hole.”

“Yes, if they want to see that, I would offer to do it for them while they watch,” Courtney said and once again surprised herself by her willingness.

“You got it. That’s exactly right,” Barb let go of her daughter’s stretched labia.

‘I feel like I should stand up now, is that okay?” Courtney asked. The look on her face was incredibly submissive.

“Yes, how do you feel?”

“Very horny and turned on,” Courtney admitted without a second of hesitation. She covered her mouth and blushed. “I’ve not been able to censor myself. I just blurt out stuff like that.”

“Ah yes, because of ancient magic? Perhaps the Shade is around here controlling things from behind the curtain?” Barb joked before adding that she was proud of her daughter. “The point of the NIS program is to be honest with yourself and to put it all out there. I wish I was half as mature as you at your age, because I giggled and tee-heed through half of my first week. I didn’t need to tell myself that a black diamond or a green lantern was why I was constantly horny though.”

My sister blushed and went to bed naked. In the morning, she ate breakfast with us in the nude and then Barb drove us both to school. Courtney sat in the car and left a smudge of girl cream on the car seat. I think her mom noticed but she didn’t say anything about it.

Barb took my sister to the principal’s office. She was surprised there really was no assigned program administrator or documentation from the state.

“The Superintendent told me that I have permission to run the program, but as far as I know we are the only one’s operating in Nebraska. I really wish I had answers for you, Mrs. Dugan. I’ve had several parents ask questions about the program and all that I can say is that we have seven girls enrolled.”

“Why aren’t boys part of the program?” my mom asked.

“I really can’t tell you. It’s possible we didn’t have any sign up?”

“Why don’t you offer sign ups?”

“I do not think we can,” the principal seemed frustrated by his response. “I do not think boys can participate in this program. It’s not allowed?”

“Are you asking me or telling me, Mr. Page?” my mom seemed thoroughly confused by his response.

“I am not entirely certain, Mrs. Dugan,” the principal was just as perplexed by his own response.

“If Mike wanted to sign up for the program, then he could not?” my mom terrified me by making the offer.

“I do not think he can,” the principal looked at me with sympathy on his face – almost as if he wanted to say yes but couldn’t. I assumed that was part of the magic of the wish.

“What if another girl wanted to participate?” my mom asked.

“Yes, that would be fine,” the principal responded without a second thought.

“That sounds very misogynistic,” my mother suggested it was sexist.

“I think the program is only open to girls right now,” the principal was getting flustered by the insinuations being made.

“Who would know for certain?” Barb demanded.

“I really don’t know. You could ask the Superintendent,” the Principal was happy to pass the buck.

My mom left the school in a bit of a huff. I returned to class and got to peep other naked girls doing many of the same things that my sister had done. They frequently admitted how turned on they got by certain things and also set boundaries about touch just as my sister had.

At lunch, I wanted Yolanda and my sister to masturbate at the lunch table in front of Rick and Beth, as well as 30 other classmates. They both spread their legs and let everyone look deep down inside them.

After about three minutes of masturbation, several people observing filtered back to their lunch. I was surprised by that. It seemed that once a guy got a really good look, many of them had seen enough and didn’t need to keep staring and watching.

My mom had been right that some of the students were already adjusting to the new reality and weren’t constantly staring at the naked girls. Obviously, as a perverted and desperate virgin – that didn’t apply to me. I liked looking at naked girls.

After they finished, Yolanda explained that her parents had not been very supportive and nearly kicked her out of the house for walking around naked in front of her brothers and father. “My mom called me a slut!”

“That’s terrible,” Beth said.

“Well, she didn’t call me a slut. She called me a Puta, which is way worse,” Yolanda shrugged it off and rolled her eyes.

“How was work last night?” Courtney asked if anyone gave her reasonable requests while she worked.

“Oh yes. I almost got fired, but my boss said that she understood I was in the program and I had to do it,” she said.

I wondered just how powerful Thunderbolt’s wish was. It extended to everyone in Blue Valley, obviously. His power emanated from the 5th dimension which he said was everywhere and nowhere and all places in between.

Courtney and Yolanda traded stories about what happened and my sister even mentioned her theory that this was magic after telling everyone that I spanked her.

“A wizard cast a spell so that your brother could spank your butt?” Rick asked skeptically. He’s the son of Hour-man and he wears his father’s hourglass that gives him super strength for an hour every day. The theory is that he should only ever need an hour of super strength and he needs a natural limit. If he isn’t out fighting crime, he is brooding darkly and making snide comments like that.

Courtney shrugged and nodded that she still felt it was a magic compulsion. “Is that what it feels like to Yolanda?”

“Maybe? All I know is I am in the program and if I get a request then I do it,” she admitted.

My sister asked Beth what she thought. “Can you scan us? Maybe it’s some sort of gamma energy?”

“Gamma energy?” Beth scoffed. “Gamma rays cause damage at a cellular level and are penetrating, causing diffuse damage throughout the body. They won’t make you take off your clothes or give you super strength.”

“You know what I mean,” Courtney admitted.

“I have already ran every scan the goggles can permit, and I haven’t found anything,” Beth said. She’s a cute black girl, but a little frumpy. She was able to wear the goggles despite being completely naked. Her skin is ironically as dark as midnight. Her nipples are darker than Yolanda’s. Her pubes bristle like an afro so thick that I could not see the pink of her pussy even when she was sitting down.

“Do you feel compelled when people give you reasonable requests?”

“No one has given me one,” Beth’s response was melancholy as if she wished anyone would see her as a sexual being.

“Okay, play with your pussy,” Courtney said.

Beth sat calmly with her hands at her side. Courtney smiled and announced that Beth was immune.

“Or there is no magic, and you and Yolanda just like digging yourselves out in front of rando students?” Rick offered sarcastically.

“Yolanda, play with your pussy,” Courtney insisted. Yolanda also didn’t raise her fingers. She looked slightly amused.

“That’s odd,” she asked Yolanda or Beth to tell her to masturbate and she didn’t do it. “Maybe we are free! Rick, will you make a reasonable request for us to play with ourselves?”

“No,” he laughed and said that they were his friends and he didn’t want to see that.

“Mike? Jakeem?” Courtney looked up at us hopefully.

Cindy Burman overheard and almost like she was summoned like Eclipso from a black diamond, she walked up and pointed to the three girls at the table. “I request that you stand up, turn around, stick your fat asses out, and put your finger up your ass.”

Just like that, Courtney, Yolanda and Beth stood, presented their asses, and stuck their fingers in their butts. It was obvious that Thunderbolt’s magic compelled members of the program to take requests but they couldn’t give them to each other.

“Oh yes, this is most definitely magic!” Beth announced as she displayed her body to me. I could see the first time the bright pink inner walls of her pussy and her anus when she was bent over.

Jakeem came to me later and said we had to reverse this.

“This has really gone too far. I watched Cindy Burman make Yolanda crawl around on all fours and bark like a dog in the hallway,” he was clearly not amused.

“I wish I had seen that,” I admitted as I pictured Yolanda’s pretty butt spread as she crawled around and yipped, while letting her tongue hang out as she panted and begged. I reluctantly admitted he was probably right.

We have to say “So Cool” to summon Thunderbolt when he doesn’t want to be summoned. It just so happens to be his ancient magical summoning phrase. Jakeem and I both summoned him from the pen resting in his pocket.

“Hey guys,” Thunderbolt sounds a lot like the actor named Seth Green. “How is it going?”