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The Birth of a Coven?



Cody had finally found the secret to escaping the school principal and her pet alpha clique at school. 

He purchased a book from a woman in his town that had promised him freedom for his friends and himself, in the book were so many incantations and rituals, and all sorts of ideas for how to finally get back at Alice and all her bitchy friends. 

There were many ideas; turn them into cats and hand them to the animal shelter. turn them invisible, banish them from reality. every idea made his cock feel hard with the power he now wielded and yet nothing felt right enough for the kind of hell he wanted to inflict on the people who'd made life hell for himself and his friends. 

The effort it took wasn't easy, strands of hair, ounces of sweat, bits of finger nails, but Cody had sacrificed dignity and effort acquiring these ingredients, mixing them with his various other ingredients to create a drink that bubbled with his evil intent. 

And when he drank it, her body bubbled with evil intent. 

Cody's hair grew, his nails lengthened, the magic coursing through him manifested the principles sexy make up as unwanted body fat melted away in exchange for giving up years of his life to give herself a hot sexy older body that yearned for pleasure and indulgence in sin. 

The new Cody was eventually tossed back into the sea of highschoolers 


But the new Principal remembered Cody's original intent. Freeing himself and his friends. 

The key to escaping the the principal and her alpha clique, was replacing them. 

It was so much easier the second, third, fourth, and more times after that, acquiring jars of her pet cliques enssence and eventually finally getting her old friends together and then of course. 

The feeling of electric eroticism in the room as she hand picked their futures, each one becoming their new selves. No matter how relectantly they tried to hold back against the pleasures of the softening sexy and refuse the needs of their pussies, each one gave in, an orgy breaking out as they revelled in their new freedom and power  

And why should they stop at being influential. The Principal smiled as she read over her spell book filled with possibilities. She would master it's secrets and grant her new coven control of the world around them. 

True freedom and power for all of them. 

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