teenage witch
* the first illusion (we didn't know she was a witch)
* watching a movie, i inadvertantly mention being attracted to the female lead
* Sarena uses hypnotism to make me see her as the actress whenever she says a certain trigger word (but i don't remember)
* she uses it to trick and tease me as the actress illusion
* restaurant (she asks me to get something from the car, then 'bumps' into me as the actress)
* bookstore (same)
* contact breaks the illusion (it is after all, just an illusion) finally lets me in on the game
* 'better sarena'
* she uses hypnotism for me to see her as a 'hotter version of herself'
* she asks me to describe what I see, because it's all in my mind
* I tell her about everything except the height...
* she catches me looking up above her 'real' eyes, but doesn't let on that she knows why
* i try to look at her normally, which requires i stare right into her breasts
* witch reveal
* we've been going steady for a year, she has something she needs to tell me
* she timidly confesses that the illusion was a bit more than hypnotism, she's a witch
* to break my disbelief, she demonstrates (levitation of small objects)
* i'm impressed and excited (she wasn't sure what reaction she would get)
* how does it work? she demonstrates an illusion. i can only see it, touching alerts the mind to the illusion and it breaks
* I ask what else she can do, she says she's still learning, and hands me the spellbook she's been studying
* after reading off some random spells (hurting and healing people), she stops me and explains that she's only an illusionist, she points me to the section
* I read off a number of 'illusion' spells, and then with surprise notice some that are far more than illusion, she talks a bit about illusionists
* as she's explaining, I flip and land on a shapeshifting page (can she do that?) (no, though she whispers under her breath, 'not yet')
* she quizzes me about what animal i would want her to shapeshift me into (dog, cat, bird) she has her own opinions about what she would try
* I ask if it has to be animals, or if it can be people. She teases me for going there, and jokingly repremands my dirty mind.
* Her curiosity comes out, and she starts asking about who I'd want her to be for a fantasy night.
* At first I'm reluctant to answer, thinking it's a no-win scenerio to answer.
* Then she starts toying with me and showing me that she can do much better illusions than she's let on by projecting famous girls I might want to be with.
* starts with the hottest girl in school (that's thinking way too small)
* reprise of her first movie-star illusion, no, she moves to a star that's more beautiful, i suggest one that's more smoking hot
* (i see where you're going with this, i guess i did say fantasy night) it doesn't have to be someone recognizable at all, perhaps just a crazy hot girl
* .. or two crazy hot girls. they talk in unison (i didn't even know she could do that illusion. she confesses she couldn't shapeshift into two people)
* what about 'better sarena'? she confesses she doesn't really know what better sarena looks like (she explains a suggestion illusion)
* she projects 'better sarena', and the fact that I chose 'her' causes a shift from joking hypothetical to real questions, almost 'planning' on her part
* I again have to avoid looking 'up' to her eyes, which means i'm staring at her breasts.
* i consider whether i should tell her about the height, afterall it is a fantasy. i tell her the illusion is taller, but can't find the words to explain
* first shift
* she shows off her first shift, elongating her fingers, that she's very proud of.. I can hardly see the difference
* she explains that she's taking it easy, because she doesn't want it too noticable. she brings out her hand-tracings (current, target)
* i encourage her, if anybody notices these things I do, and I hardly noticed.. just change them all the way.
* she explains shifting, the changes are stable... but it takes much more work to shift to something new, than to go back to something old
* she exerts effort and shifts her hands to match the target template, which is much more noticable than before
* I ask her if she's planning to adjust anything else, and must have inadvertantly looked down at her chest.
* she scolds me for having my mind in the gutter, but then coyly confesses that it's in the plan and she's already tried it
* that peaks my interest up, and i mention that i hadn't noticed anything
* she confesses it didn't hold (possibly subconcious body image reversion)
* (maybe i'll show you later)
* second shift
* back in private she agrees to give me a little show (mini fantasy date)
* she explains that she needs a template, so she puts on a slightly oversize bra that she doesn't fill in.
* she watches her work in the mirror. after a bunch of effort, she is able to make them fill out the bra
* (may I?) (that's why i made them sweetie.) I reach in and caress them, honestly they are hardly larger.
* (can you go a little bigger? just for tonight?) she makes me feel guilty for even asking, but then starts giggling and confesses that was always the plan
* she exerts efforts but can't do it. explains she needs the template.
* she pulls out a box of bigger bras she bought to practice on.
* I grab a huge one out of the box somewhat shocked, she backpedals and puts it back, explaining she just grabbed a bunch and bought it accidentally..
* ..and that she couldn't do it anyhow.
* she picks a nice upsize and fits it on. (can I feel them while you try?) (i don't see why not)
* she closes her eyes and i talk her through what I'm feeling. she confesses that it's much easier. she feels mostly tingling
* she fills the template, and yet i tell her she's not there yet (a little bigger).
* i describe the fullness increasing, and then turing to overstuff and spilling out a little.
* I tell her they are not quite there, but she realizes something isn't right and opens her eyes.
* she punches me and tortures me for being greedy. I tell her to look on the bright side, she did it without the template.
* i reach for the huge bra and challenge her that I bet she could fill that size no problem.. she teases me again
* (let's see if you can handle these first. plus, i need to make sure i can easily get them to a more managable size.)...
* .. she talks about how embarassing it would be to show up with this huge rack the next day at school
* she takes off the bra (this is uncomfortable) and just cups them in her hands (ahh, much better)
* (well sweetie? looks like you got what you wanted? what should we do with your fantasy breasts?)
* ...
* 'better everyone' illusion
* as her magic developed, she had become naughtier and naughtier, using her illusions to torment me, tonight got out of hand
* she inadvertantly drank some spiked punch
* (sweetie you're staring) she saw me checking out a cute female classmate
* she pulls out the 'better sarena' illusion to force back my attention (you don't want to miss out on better sarena)
* starts making word play jokes, feeding into the suggestion
* eventually she's nearly naked
* i dismiss my passing glances, but she isn't satisfied (how can you be drawn to that? i'll give you something to be distracted by)
* then she starts up a suggestion illusion on me (women will appear irrisistable)...
* all the women around me start to get taller, bustier, hotter
* (sweetie you're staring. what is it?) i can't help but stare, and i stammer, not able to deny it this time. (i can look but not touch right?)
* she keeps pushing word-inuendo, each time she's pushing 'more' 'more', and causing them them to lose fabric and bust out of their tops
* (honey i'm over here) she teases me for continuing to leer
* she encourages the illusion to actually change how they act to me
* I have to get away before she pushes it further, so i excuse myself to the bathroom
* the illusion torments me the whole way there
* hot girl comes onto me, and yet when i respond i snap out of it and see the real girl walking away and surprised at what i said
* repeat..
* then I can't find Sarena
* the ultra-hot version of one of her friends comes onto me.... (this is not happening)
* ...then i get a splash of cold water when her 'real' self pokes through to tell me sarena left to finish studying, that she wished me pleasant dreams
* i try to enjoy the party, but the illusions are turning into more torture than entertainment
* 'captured'
* I move to leave and two women block my exit
* i close my eyes and tell myself it's not real, but as I try to leave, each of them snatches one of my arms and they carry me to a bedroom
* each of them has hold of one of my arms up against the wall, they are facing eachother and talk about their catch (he's cuter up close)
* (i'm right here) (we saw you staring at us earlier, and thought you deserved a closer look)
* (ohh the things we're going to do to you tonight) try to explain i have a girlfriend (what am i doing talking to an illusion?)
* (we heard you earlier. mr 'look but don't touch'. we also saw she left you all alone for us. let me explain something, what we want, we get.)
* (how long does it normally take us to break the ones with girlfriends, to have them begging? 10 minutes max.)
* (if you admit you want us now, we won't make you beg. i'll strip down and you can ride me like the cowboy you are.)
* (the other girl admits that she likes to be on top)
* this whole situation is too strange. maybe it's a test. serena can create any illusion she wants. somehow this is not real.
* i second guess the whole witch girlfriend thing entirely
* (cat got your tongue? It's okay, we prefer to play with our prey.)
* --
* (bring me that chair) she reaches over and is now holding both of my hands above my head
* her hips are leaned into my stomach, pinning me against the wall.
* she's turning over her shoulder to talk to her partner (maybe in the closet over there?)
* ... and all too obviously bumping her breasts into my face in the process
* i'm confused, and turned on, and the way my arms are stretched above my head is actually starting to hurt a little.
* i'm mumbling to myself (this can't be real)
* she sasses him because she heard 'they can't be real'
* (let me ask you something, and be honest.) she leans in and rubs one breast against the side of my face (do they feel real to you?)
* (don't answer right away. let me help you take them all in) she adjusts to wrap them around my face and squeezes
* (are you torturing him already) (only a little)
* --
* she brings the chair over, they push him into it, and kneel one on each side of him
* size comparisons, they are all eye to eye
* (so we're looking but not touching right?) nod (good thing she can touch)
* leaning in over him, arms propping them on his legs, they kiss, softly, then passionately
* describe the kissing, then they stop, and they look tastily at him, tempt him with a kiss
* start the petting, disrobing
* one stands up, suckling in front of his face
* tease him with her breasts
* they pull him up and one of them sits in the chair, the other one,
* Sarena's naughty side
* she shifts into 'better sarena' according to my description, but without being tall
* she asks for adjustments (did i get it right?) and i give her some
* she teases me (anything else?) (no) (I could swear there was something)
* (ohh yes) she starts to grow taller. teasing me the whole way.
* she explains how she tested me to figure out how tall the illusion really was
* (do you even know?) she keeps growing.
* she teases me about how i tried to hide it (i saw you trying to keep your eyes forward.)
* (but what were you really looking at?) she keeps growing. (hmm)
* (is this an illusion?) (why don't you find out?)
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