Sarena outline

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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