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11. Biff and Sarah in the Closet

10. Pulls Biff into a Closet

9. Tiffany Sanders's Locker

8. Sarah Takes Care of Sarah

7. Oops. (A different take)

6. Sarah thanks Karyn...

5. Clothes make the woman

4. Jon continues to adjust to his

3. Jon tries to adjust

2. The Living Bra

1. You Are What You Wish

Biff and Sarah in the Closet

avatar on 2018-02-02 11:16:35

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Tiffany strutted out of the closet while Biff finished putting himself together. He hid a bit longer in the hopes that nobody would see the two of them leaving through the same door, but he wasn't in a very high-traffic hallway in any case.

It was a smart move in the end, however, as the moment he left that hallway, he ran right into his girlfriend, Sarah McMillan.

Sarah, for her part, was usually observant enough to connect the dots between school weightlifting hero Tiffany Sanders coming from this direction and Biff Meadows exiting an empty hallway a few seconds later, but today she was elated. She had ultimate control. A stone that could do anything, and complete control over two former rivals. She didn't even think it was odd that she and her boyfriend were the same height. She simply knew she had power, knew she liked it, and wanted to exert more of it.

"You're coming with me, Biff," she ordered as she pulled at his shoulder. "I need you right," she paused to exhale into his ear, "now."

Biff had no idea what was going on. "But the bell's about to ring, we need to get to class."

"I wish neither myself nor Biff Meadows will be marked late or absent by any teachers today," she said as she dragged Biff right back into the same closet he'd just left. "There. No problems."

"Wishing doesn't work like that."

"Trust me." Sarah knelt down and undid Biff's belt, then pulled everything down, pants and underwear, at once. "How much of this are you getting, Jon?"

"What? Who are you talking to?" Biff could only stand in shock as his girlfriend began playing with his member.

Jon, still a bra, groaned telepathically at Sarah from around her bust.

"Don't worry," Sarah said almost to the both of them, "You're going to love this. I wish Biff Meadows would fuck me as passionately as he possibly can, and pay special attention to my boobs."

"What!?" The two male voices, one audible and the other telepathic, cried out in unison. But neither had any time to consider anything, as Biff found himself quickly stepping out of his jeans and giving Sarah the most heartfelt kiss he had ever given any girl in his life. His hands held her shoulders, but gently, then slid up her neck slowly to cup themselves behind her ears. He lifted her up by the waist, without breaking the kiss, and sat her down on a utility sink.

"Ugh, why am I on a dirty sink?" Sarah said, coming up for air. "I wish there was a nice sofa in here or something." And suddenly she was sitting on one.

Biff wanted to question it, but he couldn't. All he could do was slide his hands up Sarah's thighs, under her skirt, and pull her panties off of her legs, almost in one motion. He flung them behind him, and they landed on top of his own small pile of clothes.

Nearly an entire class period passed in which Biff fulfilled every single one of Sarah's fantasies, and a good majority of Jon's nightmares, before he finally felt release, both sexually and psychologically.

"What was that, Sarah?" he breathed from the sofa.

Sara stood up and walked towards the pile of clothes on the other side of the room. "That was me showing you where your place is. Any time I want you, any time I need you, all I need to do is find you and you will do exactly what I want. Do you understand?"

Biff nodded dumbly, then added "Yes."

Sarah picked up the pink pair of panties from the floor, not realizing that she had come in wearing the black ones, and left her boyfriend to clean himself up.

Which is a shame, because had she stayed she would have witnessed Biff pulling on a pair of panties "as if they were his own," and becoming just the kind of lithe teenage girl who would wear such a garment. In fact, as an after-effect of another wish, Buffy Meadows found herself also wearing a matching bra, one which held the personality of Jon Gibson and was able to communicate telepathically.

Buffy Meadows left the supply closet a second time, skinny jeans stretched taut over her legs, dirty blonde ponytail bouncing between her shoulder blades, confused as to what she had just done with Sarah McMillan.




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