Chapter 25: The Magic Shop, Tomorrow

Once again, Ethel had the two unchewed pieces of gum out on a table. This time, after a brief pause, she picked up one of the pieces and chewed on it briefly before spitting it out and putting it back in the box. “Well, you aren’t a near immortal any longer Amy.”

“I still don’t feel any different, before or after.”

“Well, that’s because, unlike everyone else who put the gum in their mouth, Emily had a completely unselfish view of what her ideal partner was like. Now, I didn’t completely leave you unaltered. You’ll probably only age eight or nine months for every year that passes. I was worried about something strange happening if I tried to completely undo what Emily had done, so I toned it down a bit.”

“What does that mean?” Amy wondered.

“Thirty years from now, instead of looking like you’re in your mid forties, you’ll probably look like you just turned forty. Nothing anything’s going to get suspicious of, just enough for people to comment that you’re lucky.”

“Are you going to cut me again to test that it really worked?”

“No! And I suggest you don’t try that either,” Ethel scolded. “Besides, it’s much easier to try cutting your nails and seeing if they grow back instantly. You can do that on your own. Now for Tabitha.”

Ethel had been forced to put Tabitha and Emily into a magical slumber again. The two wouldn’t stop for anything once they started fucking, at least on their own. Waking Tabitha, but not Emily, Ethel asked. “Any concerns before I free you from Derek’s influence?”

“So, I was thinking about how much of the physical transformation to keep. I’m worried that I’m going to find the triple D cup breasts too small. Maybe triple E would be a safer size.”

Ai snapped, ‘Stop being so slutty and vain. You looked insanely gorgeous when your chest was about the same size mine is now. You don’t need to look like a porn star. I think the triple D is too large, but I won’t fight you on that. If you want to go any larger than that, I will.”

“Listen to Ai,” Amy urged. “You’ll still have people calling you Boobitha at the size Ai is suggesting.”

“Well, if you’re both sure, and as long as I never hear the term Tubitha again,” Tabitha agreed. “Oh, can I keep that thing where I have an orgasm whenever I give a guy an orgasm, or a girl for that matter.” The insanely stacked teen added as she looked at the sleeping Emily.

“I don’t see the harm in that, anything else?” When Tabitha shook her head, Ethel popped the other piece of gum in her mouth. Almost instantly, Tabitha’s top became baggy, no longer straining to contain a nearly fifty inch bust. Then Ethel frowned, chewing a bit longer than she had with Amy. Then the sorceress smiled and removed the gum from her mouth.

The three girls who were awake all looked nervous. “Why did it take you longer with Tabitha than me?” Amy demanded.

“Is my friend OK?” Ai wanted to know.

Before Ethel could respond, Tabitha swore, “Motherfucker! I can think again. Fuck, I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten. There was the red hot desire to fuck all of you gorgeous bitches senseless, and eat your pussies until you screamed, and the white hot desire to fuck Emily endlessly that was drowning those other urges out, her shaft that never softens was even mostly drowning out the urge to call up Derek and see if he wanted to screw, then nothing. I can do whatever I want now!” Tears welled up in Tabitha’s eyes, and she rushed over to envelop Ethel in a big bear hug.

“There, there, it’s OK,” Ethel said while patting Tabitha on the back. Then Ai and Amy jumped in enveloping both of them in a big group hug. “OK, OK, I’m just happy to be able to help you girls. This should never have happened. Anyway, to answer your questions. Tabitha’s exploits have been so extravagant and public, simply removing them from the memories of everyone who has been around you was proving to be problematic. So I turned Derek and all his cronies into erotica writers. It had the unexpected side effect that the football team’s English grades went up by almost a full letter,” Ethel giggled.

“What?” the three girls demanded in unison.

“The orgy under the bleachers, getting the principal arrested by fucking him in his office, running across the school without a bra, those things all are now parts of stories the guys on the football team are writing and passing around. There are more about Emily being a futa and the four of you girls having crazy lesbian sex at Ai’s mansion, sometimes Pat gets to join in too. But at any rate, in an effort to write better sex stories, the guys on the football team are actually paying attention in English class at least.”

The three girls were unsure of how to react, but then Ai started giggling and pretty soon, all three girls were doubled over they were laughing so hard. “It’s just too perfect,” Ai gasped.

“Instead of getting me to write for him...” Tabitha managed to get out between bursts of laughter.

“Derek in now writing things for a hobby. Granted, they might be gross, strange, perverted things, but now all the football team writes for fun. When Tabitha gave Derek the gum in the first place, he asked her to do his homework for him.”

“OMG, OMG, OMG, please tell me that you have them posting these stories online somewhere!” Tabitha begged.

“No, I just had them passing around written stories. They started out as handwritten, but as the copies got ... stained ... the guys started printing them out,” Ethel explained.

Tabitha pointed to the box, “Please, please, change things just one more time for that.”

“I really shouldn’t alter reality any more than I already have,” Ethel protested.

“Haven’t I suffered outrageous things because of Derek, and his obsession with big breasted lesbian sluts? Please? It’s not much revenge I’m asking for,” Tabitha pleaded. “After doing so much of his writing for him, I have to be able to read the smut he’s written.”

“Fine, find me some sort of sex story site, and I’ll have all the football players post their stories to it.” Tabitha squealed, and when she got her phone out and showed the website to Ethel, the sorceress reluctantly picked up the gum. “Do I even want to know why you had this ready on your phone?”