It all made sense now to her. Why she felt like she should wear yoga pants that morning. Once she bumped into Sarah, she knew. Though she was awfully stubborn, and it took a lot of energy to convince her. How hard would it be to give in? It was her fantasy after all.
Finally, she had accepted it. Jen wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold back from just jumping her. Jen didn’t know how but she knew that too soon and it would all be for naught. Jen was in a severe energy deficit, but she was holding herself together through sheer force of will.
“Ok, today we will be doing the balancing stick. Do you know what that one is?”
“Oh yeah, that’s the one where you have one leg straight to the floor and your whole body is balancing on it horizontally right?” Sarah replied apprehensively. Jen couldn’t help but smirk a little. Such a bully was brought down to this level.
“Yes, that is correct. I will demonstrate then guide you through.” Jen set her left foot firmly on the yoga mat, then leaned forward balancing perfectly.”
“Like this?” Of course, she got it perfect the first time. Jen couldn’t tell her though.
“Not exactly I’ll come over and help you.” Jen walked over to behind Sarah and pressed her breasts into her back.
“Uh, Ms. Gibson I don’t think that this is appro…” Jen let out a small wave of power and felt Sarah tense up slightly against her, blinking her eyes trying to clear them. Then heard her gasp as she realized what situation she was in.
“Ok, are you paying attention now Ms. McMillian?”
“Uh…u…uh yes ma’am” She finally stuttered out. Jen leaned forward a bit more pressing her breasts even more firmly into Sarah’s back pitching her over into the position, but with Jen balancing right on top of her. Jen faked a little imbalance quickly reaching around to rest one of her hands in between Sarah’s legs to help ‘balance’. Still rocking slightly her arm was fully extended brushed up in down the front of Sarah’s yoga pants. Jen could feel the wetness starting to soak through the pants.
Jen faked a fall. Causing Sarah to fall and Jen to fall right on top of her. Her shoulder hit first taking most of the force shoving Jen’s right arm down. ‘Incidentally’ shoving her arm into Sarah’s pants and past her panties. Jen quickly curled her finger plunging inside Sarah’s wet cunt.
“Are you alright? It kind of sounds like you have a really bad itch here. You know how bad it is if you have an itch while holding a tough yoga pose.” Sarah just moaned in assent as Jen started swirling her fingers around Sarah’s lower lips. Sarah started moaning louder as Jen brought her other hand up to massage Sarah’s breasts. Jen flipped Sarah around quickly disengaging only to redouble the attack on her.
Jen kissed around the inner thighs of her taunting her until she started to beg.
“Please continue!”
“Please continue who?”
“Please continue Ms. Gibson.”
It wasn’t much longer. Jen deftly moved her tongue in and around Sarah’s clit until she tensed up letting out a final loud moan as she orgasmed.
“Now it's time to service Ms. Gibson. Just because your father pays the big bucks doesn’t mean it’s all paid for…”
15 minutes later.
In a few minutes, they would have to get going and Jen would have to be carefully dispelling this fantasy in the meantime she was enjoying having Sarah half asleep on her chest.
This didn’t last much longer because the door to the room slammed open and Karyn stepped in. The panic caused Jen’s power to slip slightly
“There you are Jen I was looking for you whe… Um Ms. Gibson I don’t think that’s really appropriate.”
“Is she going to report us, Professor?” Professor Gibson looked around confused for a second. What had been a yoga studio was now an abandoned lecture hall. Another half-baked fantasy of Sarah’s had slipped through and changed the room during Jen’s slip up.
“The dean is going to hear about this!” As Karyn Black stepped out to head to the ‘dean’, Jen realized she had no choice and completely let go of her magic. Karyn turned around eyes hungry and then disappeared. Jen tried to get hold of it but it was too strong and she felt the whole school being twisted into a new shape.
The walls finally resolved themselves around Jen and Sarah turning the room into a dark dungeon. Jen noticed that she had been strung up and looked over to her left and where Sarah had been there now hung a girl with white, blonde hair and a pale face, slightly younger than Sarah had been just a minute ago. Outfitted with some kind of schoolgirl uniform with a cloak trimmed in green. Trying to get a look at herself all she could tell is that at the edge of her vision her hair changed color from its previous red to its new ginger.
Jen could feel herself and Sarah slowly getting more aroused as the magic pulsed out from Jen. She could feel her identity slipping away to one of the fantasies. She couldn’t remember her name now. She remembered being a teacher or was she a student. No, she was a student. She was a student at…
She couldn’t complete the thought as she heard someone shout, a bright light, then nothing.
