The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“What do you mean you’re stuck at the office? Mom, you’re clueless. This is a five-alarm crisis!”

Megan paced the living room back and forth, the cordless phone pressed to her ear, a scowl on her perfectly made-up face. Her reddish-blonde hair was swept into an elegant updo, completely at odds with the tank top and ripped jeans she was wearing.

“I’m sorry, honey,” Mrs. Summers replied on the other end, trying to sound firm. “But you know your dad and I are swamped this week with the merger. We’ve got a ton of business dinners to attend. It’s a really important meeting.”

“What’s important is my situation, Mom! Tonight’s prom, and my dress is ruined! Did you hear me? RUINED!”

“I heard you the first time, Megan. But I’m telling you again, your dad and I are tied up tonight. Why don’t you grab some cash from your dad’s desk drawer and go buy another dress? The lady at the store was really nice. I bet she’d give you a last-minute discount. Sound good, sweetie?”

The teenager hung up without bothering to reply. She was so pissed she nearly threw herself onto the couch to scream into the cushions, but she ed her hair and makeup and held back. How could this happen to her of all people? To Megan Summers!

She was hands-down the hottest and most popular girl at West Appletown High. Undisputed cheerleading captain and girlfriend of quarterback Brad Thompson, the studliest guy in school and likely the whole town. Freshly eighteen, prom was meant to crown her perfect teenage years. It was the night she’d go down in school history as Prom Queen; the night every girl would die of jealousy wishing they were her (and every guy wishing they were in her bed). But now, all her dreams were about to crash and burn because of that damn dress!

Megan lifted her head and glared at the disaster hanging on a hanger in the middle of the hallway. That stupid light blue dress with its perfect neckline and exquisite cut. When she first saw it in the store, she’d lost her mind with joy—it was the dream dress for a Prom Queen: flashy but not trashy, matching her hair, and hugging her killer figure like it was made just for her. But now, she felt nothing but hatred for that freaking dress.

How could the seams just unravel? It wasn’t even torn. It was like the damn thread had vanished! She was sure it was fine when she left for the salon. But the second she got back, there it was… a total mess! In less than an hour, Brad was supposed to pick her up in a rented limo, and there was no time to run out for another dress. And to top it off, her parents were too busy to come fix her crisis!

“This can’t possibly get any worse!” she yelled, cursing her luck.

Almost instantly, her cell phone started ringing. It was Brad.

“Babe?” Megan said, grabbing the phone with tears in her eyes. “You won’t believe what just happened! It’s awful!”

The line crackled with a nasal snort and wet smooching noises.

Finally, she heard her boyfriend’s voice.

“Megan, babe?” Brad said, clearly nervous. “Can we talk?”

“What’s that noise, Brad?” Megan asked, wiping her tears with her forearm and frowning. “Are you with someone?”

“Uh… well… Look, babe, this is trickier than I thought. You Claudia, the girl from Chemistry class?”

Of course she ed! Claudia Smith was Megan’s polar opposite. The most antisocial, least attractive girl in school. She’d flunked twice, and the best thing you could say about her was that she at least tried not to get in the way too much.

“So… uh… I’m taking her to prom instead. No hard feelings, right, Megs? Claudia’s just got… uh… qualities you’re missing. Still pals, babe?”

Megan’s jaw hit the floor as she struggled to process what she’d just heard. Her boyfriend was dumping her over the phone on prom night for a cross-eyed trainwreck!

“Brad… If this is a joke, it’s not fucking funny! You hear me?!”

“Sorry, babe. Don’t take it like that! I can put Claudia on if you want. She’s right here.”

“No! I don’t want to talk to that slut, Brad Thompson! What I want to know is when my boyfriend lost his damn mind! Who am I supposed to go to prom with now?”

“Well, Claudia says her cousin Jake might be up for it. He’s your neighbor across the street, right?”

“To prom… with Jake Smith? The school loser?”

“Yeah!” Brad and Claudia chimed in together, laughing.

Megan didn’t say another word. She shot up from the couch, hung up, and hurled the phone with all her might, shattering the big decorative mirror on the living room wall. Then she grabbed her wrecked dress and bolted upstairs, storming into her room and slamming the door. She didn’t care about mes her hair or ruining her makeup anymore. No date. No dress. The most important night of her life was officially fucked!

She tossed the dress into a corner and flung herself onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow and sobbing. She wasn’t just sad. She was furious! Furious at her parents for bailing on her. Furious at the store for selling her a shitty dress. Furious at Brad Thompson for torching her life. And furious at that creepy little perv Jake Smith just for breathing… and for having such a bitchy cousin!

“It’s like the universe turned against me!” she screamed, kicking the bed. “Do I really deserve this?”

“Of course not, precious girl,” a female voice said.

Startled, Megan turned her head and saw something unexpected. Framed in the center of her room, bathed in a pulsing golden halo, stood a Black woman with a smile so sugary it could melt steel. She looked about her mom’s age but was so well-preserved it was downright stunning. Her long, wavy hair was adorned with a red headband that matched the shimmering silk tunic clinging to her generous hips and revealing part of her dark breasts with a shamelessly low neckline. The woman practically radiated light.

“Wh… who are you?” was all Megan could manage, captivated by the spectacle.

The woman gazed at her with half-closed eyes, offering the most comforting smile. Megan should’ve been freaked out by a stranger in her house, but for some weird reason… she felt completely safe. Shocked, but safe.

“My name’s Tita, gorgeous,” the intruder said, giving a delicate curtsy that showed off even more of her ample chest. “And I’m a fairy godmother here to help you on this very special night.”

“A fairy… godmother? Like Cinderella?”

Despite how absurd the situation was, it didn’t take much for her to buy into the idea of a fairy godmother showing up. Megan had stopped believing in magic over a decade ago. She knew fairies only existed in stories or kids’ movies. Yet this jaw-dropping older woman claimed to be a real fairy… and Megan couldn’t help but believe her. How could someone with such a serene smile lie? She felt so secure…

Tita gave a soft, sugary chuckle.

“Well, that’s a great example, darling. Though things won’t be exactly like the story.”

“What do you mean?” Megan asked, raising an eyebrow.

The smiling fairy placed a hand on her chest with dramatic flair.

“I’m a fairy godmother who specializes in making people’s dreams come true. But I get that dreams are tricky, and I can’t just go off my own judgment. So I’m gonna need your help to make this night absolutely, totally unforgettable, gorgeous. I’m granting you three wishes of your choice. You can pick anything you need to get to prom and make it the best night of your life!”

Megan’s expression shifted from shock to pure fascination, without a shred of disbelief. She leapt off the bed and stared at her dazzling fairy, so thrilled that tears welled up again.

“Anything I want?”

“Anything your heart desires, treasure. As long as it’s tied to tonight’s prom,” the fairy added, raising a finger for emphasis.

This was way better than Cinderella! Why let the fairy decide for her when she could have exactly what she wanted? She thought about her ruined dress, that asshole Brad… all the possibilities opening up! She could turn this high school prom into the biggest event ever if she wanted… and she’d be the star!

“Holy shit, this is… unreal! I was braced for the shittiest night ever, but… fuck, I’m pinching myself! Cindy’s gonna freak when I tell her!”

The fairy put her hands on her wide hips, still smiling.

“Well, sweetie, you’ve gotta head to prom in forty minutes. You don’t wanna keep them waiting!” Tita said, gently caressing one of her breasts. “And I promise you, this fairy godmother is dying to grant some wishes. Ask for anything you want!”

Megan didn’t even the soft moan the fairy let slip at the end. She was so right! Prom was starting soon, and she had to make the most of her wishes. The blonde glanced at the dress, crumpled on her bedroom floor. She knew where she’d start.

“Fairy godmother,” she said solemnly. “I’m ready to make my first wish.”

“Oh, yes! Yes!” Tita said, visibly excited. “You’re getting your wish, precious girl. Ask for anything you want with that pretty little mouth!”

Normally, Megan would’ve clocked the fairy’s behavior as wildly inappropriate, moaning and groping herself without shame, dying to hear the wish. Through the red silk, her rock-hard nipples were practically poking out. But Megan didn’t notice any of it. Her mind was elsewhere. Somewhere where all her dreams were about to come true!

“Tita, for prom, I wish to wear the dress of my dreams. With all the accessories!”

“YES! YES! Precious girl, yes!” the fairy moaned, losing her composure and flushing red with lust.

The ebony beauty pulled a dazzling, diamond-encrusted magic wand from between her voluptuous breasts and raised it proudly.

“Your wish is gonna come true, so help me Tita! Oh, yes! YES, SWEETIE!”

With the wand in one hand and the other stroking her crotch, the fairy began to chant between moans, enveloping Megan in a whirlwind of glitter and sparkles. The girl was so mesmerized by the magic and lights that she didn’t even notice the fairy’s cries.

“… gala-sadoola-magika-dooooooOOOOOH, HOLY HEAVENS! I… I’m gonna grant your wish, darling! Bibbity Bobbity… OooooaaaaAAAAOOOoooOOH! YES! YES! YES! BIBBITY BOBBITY! OH, YES! Tita makes your dreams come truuuue—aaaAAAH! Ah…! OOOOOH, YES!”

Suddenly, there was a flash, and Megan couldn’t see anything beyond the radiant light surrounding her. She felt weightless, like she was floating. And she was suspended in that glowing void! Less than five seconds ed before she felt the floor beneath her feet again, and the scene around her slowly came back into view. The sparkles faded until she could make out the majestic, smiling figure of her fairy godmother beside her, gazing at her dreamily while lovingly stroking her magic wand. Everything was so… magical!

“Your wish is granted, gorgeous,” the fairy said, satisfied beyond anything Megan could imagine. “You’re definitely gonna be the belle of the ball!” she added, blowing her a seductive kiss.

Megan could hardly believe her eyes. She wasn’t in her bedroom anymore but in the living room downstairs, right in front of the huge mirror she’d smashed to pieces minutes ago. Now miraculously whole again. Reflected in that mirror, Megan saw something that took her breath away.

“So, treasure,” Tita said, one hand on her hip and the other wielding her sparkling wand (had it always been that thick?). “Am I good at my job or what?”

Her glossy blonde hair was pinned into an exquisite bun, so flawless the salon’s version couldn’t hold a candle to it. Her makeup screamed A-list glam, and the dress… holy fuck, the dress! Megan had thought the store-bought gown was close to her ideal, but it paled next to the marvel she was wearing now. It was a stunning, long navy-blue dress with a lavish, shimmering sky-blue silk train. The neckline accentuated her beautiful breasts in a slightly daring yet elegant way. She wore long white satin gloves, and matching diamond earrings sparkled alongside the distinguished gem-encrusted necklace glittering around her neck. She was a vision straight out of a dream.

“Fairy godmother… this is… this is… I’m speechless! I’ve never looked this gorgeous in my life!”

Megan posed in front of the mirror, thrilled and proud of her voluptuous figure and radiant dress. Who gave a shit about that tool Brad? Strutting into prom like this, every guy in school would claw each other to be her arm candy! And probably some girls too, because… Oh, God! She couldn’t stop staring at her reflection. She was enchanted!

“But don’t forget, precious,” the dark-haired fairy added, licking her lips and eyeing her wand with lust, “you’ve still got two wishes left to make you the happiest girl alive. Two wishes all for you, darling.”

“Huh? Oh, right!”

Megan had been distracted blowing kisses to her reflection. Her fairy was right; she still had two wishes to use. The dress and accessories were perfect, but she wasn’t dumb enough to waste the opportunity of a lifetime. This night had to be truly unforgettable… the most special night of her life! A night that would go down in West Appletown history. But… why stop there?

“Tita!” Megan said, adjusting one of her gloves. “Get ready, because I know what my second wish is.”

“Oh! Really, darling?” the fairy exclaimed, absentmindedly rubbing her crotch. “That’s fantastic! I’ll be so horn— Happy! Happy to grant your wish, my precious little girl!”

Just like before, the fairy’s calm elegance seemed to slip away at the prospect of a new wish. Naturally, Megan didn’t notice, too focused on what she was about to ask for.

“I wish that tonight I’m crowned Prom Queen… of every prom in the country, because my coronation will be broadcast live on national TV!”

“Yes… yes… yes… OH, YES! Think big, gorgeous! Bibbity Bobbity! Bibbity Bobbity!” the dark-haired fairy moaned, raising her wand and filling the room with twinkling stars. “May your dreams… AaaaaAAaaAAH… HOLY GOD! Cum… Come truuuue!”

The fairy godmother lost control again, playing with her crotch and licking her thick wand like it was candy. Megan didn’t even glance at her, too awestruck by the dazzling shower of fairy dust flooding her living room. Suddenly, the TV flicked on.

“… very interesting, Jerry,” said the voice of a famous TV host, delivering the news on the country’s top-rated channel. “But the big event tonight is undoubtedly the live broadcast of the West Appletown High prom from the little-known town of the same name. We’ve got our special correspondent Diana Wilkins there, ready for the big moment.”

The screen switched to a wide shot of the school’s facade, though Megan barely recognized it with all the decorations and people waving at the camera under the spotlights. A brunette reporter in a pretty light pink dress smiled at the camera, holding a microphone.

“That’s right, Mike. It’s been the talk of the town all week. The coronation of Megan Summers, the undisputed queen of this prom and every prom nationwide.”

Next to the reporter, an archive photo popped up of Megan with half-closed eyes, smiling and sticking out her tongue while flashing victory signs with both hands. A white smudge clung to the corner of her mouth. Just milk, obviously!

“We don’t know yet if she’ll show up with a date, Mike. But there’s no doubt her entrance is going to be spectacular! The red carpet’s ready, and with half an hour to go before the event starts, the question on everyone’s mind is: what dress will Megan be wearing?”

“Thanks, Diana,” the host said, reappearing on screen. “Now for the weather, but don’t change the channel. We’ll be back in Appletown soon to follow the action live…”

Tita switched off the TV with a flick of her phallic wand. After basking in the rush of granting Megan’s wish, the fairy slipped back into her façade of serenity and purity. Though the spreading wet spot at her crotch and the breast teetering on the edge of her neckline told a different story.

Megan, still oblivious to the fairy’s odd behavior, started clapping and laughing like she never had before.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m gonna be on TV! Now I’ll really be the envy of everyone at school. Cindy’s gonna die when she hears about this! She’s probably texting me right now.” Megan giggled. “I’m going upstairs to grab my phone!”

The stunning blonde headed for the stairs, unable to stop smiling, her gala dress train flowing behind her.

“But, precious,” Tita called out, catching her attention. “You’ve still got one wish left, and the prom’s in half an hour!”

Megan turned to see her fairy godmother watching her, a hint of impatience creeping into her soothing gaze. The dark-haired woman rubbed her wand with a touch of unease, eager to use it again.

“Oh, right!” Megan said, putting a hand to her face. “Everything’s gotta be ready for prom time!”

Megan took a quick mental rundown as she returned to the living room. She already had the dress and the attention she deserved. Now she just needed a date!

“Fairy godmother!” she said.

“Yes?!” Tita grinned, fondling one of her breasts and waving the wand back and forth. It was looking more and more like a dildo.

“I wish that… uh… Hold on a sec!”

Megan ignored the fairy’s pout, annoyed at not getting to use her magic again. A thought had just struck the blonde: why go to prom with Brad when she could go with anyone she wanted? Brad had proven himself a heartless asshole, cheating on her with the ugliest girl in town without a second thought. He didn’t deserve to be her Prom King!

“Precious girl…” the fairy said, visibly more impatient. Her hair was slightly mussed, and her nipples poked out dramatically. “Weren’t you going to make a wish, darling?”

“Yeah, yeah… uh…”

She could wish to go with one of the older guys who’d already graduated. But was that enough? She had to think big! She should wish for a movie star or a pro athlete to escort her. Someone hot, famous, and rich… the perfect arm candy for her national debut! Megan smiled. She knew who her king would be.

“I wish…” she said.

“Yes…?” Tita replied, barely hiding how turned on she was getting.

“I wish my prom date was…”

The fairy couldn’t hold back anymore. With zero decorum, she hiked up her tunic between moans, revealing her shaved pussy.

“Jake Smith!” Megan announced with a radiant smile that instantly turned to horror. “Wait… what? What the fuck did I just say?!”

Megan’s shock deepened when she realized her fairy godmother was on her knees on the floor, tunic lifted, her magic wand now a gleaming diamond-studded dildo, moaning and howling like a slut.

The blonde tried to speak, but she simply couldn’t find the words. That woman had been touching herself and getting off right in front of her the whole time… Even… Oh, God! The photo they’d shown of her on national TV was…! Her face was covered in…! How had she not realized?!

“…a king!” the fairy shrieked, thrusting her magic dildo in and out between her legs, surrounded by a whirlwind of fairy dust. “A gorgeous king for this stunning queeeen—OH, YES! Bibbity Bobbity…! This fairy’s so horny! Bibbity Bobbity…! BIBBITY BOBBITY…! BI…!”

Megan stumbled back in fear as the fairy climaxed, unleashing another burst of magic. This time, there was no floating or flashing. Just silence… and dread.

“P-please,” Megan stammered. Her makeup remained flawless despite the tears streaming down her cheeks. “I… I don’t fully understand what’s happening here… But I think this has gone way too far… You… you need to leave!”

It was as if, until that moment, Megan hadn’t been able to grasp how irrational and potentially dangerous the situation was. But now, everything was starting to crumble in her mind, terrifying her beyond belief.

“You’ve got your three wishes, gorgeous. Enjoy them!” was all the fairy said, sprawled half-naked on the floor, flashing her a mischievous grin.

Just then, the front door swung open, revealing the last person Megan wanted to see.

“Hey, babe!” Jake Smith said, shutting the door and holding out a pitiful bouquet of flowers. “Wow! You look so… You’re so…” The loser let out an unattractive nasal laugh. “C-can I touch your tits later…?”

“No… no… NO, NO, NO!” Megan screamed, backing away in horror. “I’m not going to prom with this freak! I’d rather not go anywhere!” She turned to the fairy godmother, who was watching the scene with a smirk, sitting on the floor. “You! Didn’t you say you were my fairy godmother? Make this idiot leave my house right now!”

The mature beauty started laughing and, levitating gracefully, rose to her feet effortlessly. Her entire tunic was stained with her own fluids.

“But, precious girl,” the fairy said with theatrical flair, “don’t you you only get three wishes? I think I made that very clear! Besides, when did I ever say I was your fairy godmother? I just said I was a fairy godmother.”

“What…?”

Megan was on the verge of a breakdown as she watched the stunning Black woman saunter over to Jake Smith, swaying her hips seductively. The teenage boy grinned like an idiot, unable to take his eyes off her.

“I’m Jake’s fairy godmother, of course!” she laughed, pressing his face into her impressive cleavage. “The most precious and fuckable boy in the world! The finest thing in Appletown and the whole universe! Is there anything your little fairy godmother can do for you, my gorgeous prince?” she added, running her fingers through Jake’s hair.

The boy, red as a beet, started groping the fairy’s ass with zero finesse. It was obvious he wasn’t used to female attention… but damn, he was loving it!

Megan couldn’t believe what was happening right there… in her living room! And all this fairy godmother and magic nonsense… It was pure insanity!

“Enough… Enough already!” she shouted, unable to tear her eyes away from the shameless pair.

Jake lifted his face from the fairy’s cleavage and smiled at his neighbor.

“Something wrong, cutie?” he said, adjusting his glasses with one finger.

“Something wrong?!” Megan repeated, scowling. “You’re damn right there’s something wrong! I demand to know what’s going on here, you asshole! Did you pay a hooker to drug me and mess with my head?” The blonde tugged uselessly at one of her gloves. “And where did you get this dress? Why can’t I take it off? Shit!”

The girl was completely lost.

“Well, Meggie, I think the answer’s pretty obvious, don’t you? It didn’t take you long to accept fairies and magic when Tita showed up in your bedroom half an hour ago, did it?”

“Magic… magic doesn’t exist, you jerk!” Megan yelled, grabbing scissors and trying to cut the dress to no avail. “What the…?”

“The dress is magical, sweetheart,” the fairy said. “I made it special so it’d stay flawless aaaall night long! Though now that I think about it, it’s missing a little something…” The fairy yanked the dildo out of her pussy and pointed it at Megan. “Bibbity Bobbity… Bibbity Bobbity…! With this song, I do Bibbity Bobbity, Bibbity Boo…! Bibbity Boobity! Boobbity Bibbity! Bibbity Bobbity BOOBS!”

In an instant, the neckline of Megan’s blue dress retracted, exposing her gorgeous, perky breasts, which bounced free to the girl’s shock.

“What…?! AH! AAAAAH!” Megan screamed, trying to cover herself with her gloved arms. “OH, FUCK! NO!”

To her horror, Megan realized her nipples had become so sensitive that the mere brush of the silk gloves made them harden instantly. She couldn’t even stifle a small moan as she struggled to cover her chest without touching it.

“Now you’re really gonna be the star of the prom, cutie!” Jake laughed, adjusting his glasses again. “Nice work, Tita!”

The loser smacked her ass, and she responded with a little hop and an “Oh, precious!”

“Oh, by the way,” Jake said, grinning at the fairy, “the show’s over. You can ditch that ugly tunic and put your special uniform back on.”

“As you command, my precious godson!”

Before Megan’s horrified eyes, the fairy’s tattered silk tunic disintegrated into nothing, instantly replaced by a tight red Playboy bunny costume, complete with a bowtie and cotton tail. A pair of cute white bunny ears sprouted from the headband atop her black hair, and fishnet stockings materialized on her shapely legs. In that outfit, the dazzling figure of the ebony beauty looked downright delicious. Especially for a woman well past her youth.

“Ta-da!” she said, throwing her arms up and making her bust jiggle. “Tita the Bunny Godmother is ready to grant wishes for her beautiful boy!” she added, lifting off the ground and floating calmly beside Jake. Then she started touching herself again. “Make wishes, my boy… Make wishes! Your fairy godmother loves big, flashy wishes. They’re the ones that turn me on the most! OH! My precious boy!”

“Alright, alright…” Jake said, eyeing the terrified Megan with amusement. “Tita, I wish… to touch Meggie’s tits!”

The floating bunny nodded, beaming with joy, and began twirling her wand while reciting her spell.

“What?!” Megan shrieked, backing away in panic. “Don’t you dare! DON’T YOU… AH!”

As if triggered by a switch, Megan’s hands flew apart, leaving her breasts exposed. But that was just the beginning. Suddenly, she felt her own chest pulling her forward, dragging her across the living room straight toward Jake Smith, who stood waiting with his hands ready to grope her.

“NO! NO! Stop this, please! NO!”

It was too late. Jake had her firmly in his grasp and was more than eager to take advantage. Megan couldn’t pull away, partly because the magic of his latest wish held her there against her will, but also because of the overwhelming rush of pleasure that hit her the moment Jake started fondling her breasts and tweaking her insanely sensitive nipples.

Tita orbited the pair, laughing and leaving a trail of fairy dust in her wake.

“Oh, Megan…” Jake purred, eyes glued to her rack. “I’ve fantasized about this forever, jacked off a million times picturing the cheer captain’s epic tits in my hands!”

The girl barely heard him. She was too busy fighting her rapidly growing arousal and trying to suppress her moans.

“All this time watching you around school… putting up with your indifference… spying on you through your bedroom window… And now you’re my little doll!”

“L-let… let… Let me go! AH!” the blonde gasped, wishing she could shake off the hands giving her so much pleasure.

“You don’t know how much it hurt when I found out you were going to prom with that asshole Brad. The same guy who’d lock me in lockers and give me wedgies!”

“You… You! You… You did something to Brad!” Megan managed to say in a brief moment of clarity.

“Of course I did!” Jake replied. “My cousin’s a nice girl, but she wasn’t gonna snag that douchebag Brad on her own. So Tita and I gave her a hand.”

“Yes, yes! Gorgeous, yes!” the fairy nodded, floating in the air and waving her dildo-wand. “My boy made a wish, and in an instant, that naughty boy fell head over heels for his little cousin Claudia.”

Megan wanted to rant and complain, but Jake, the handsy creep, couldn’t seem to get enough of groping her tits. And it was turning her on more and more…

“My boy!” the fairy suddenly exclaimed. “Only five minutes until the prom!”

“Oh, shit! Just when we were having fun…”

Jake let go of Megan’s breasts. The blonde was so worked up that she stumbled back against the wall, her heart practically pounding out of her chest.

“Tita! I wish we still had another half hour to fool around a bit more,” he said with a grin.

“Oh, yes! Oh, yes!” the fairy squealed. “Messing with time is a big wish! A huge one! And it’s making me so hooorny… OH, YES!”

The woman floated around the room, reciting her magic words, causing the living room wall clock to rewind thirty minutes, along with every clock in the world! Even the Earth’s rotation shifted! There was a final “Bibbity Bobbity,” and the fairy landed next to her godson, proud of her handiwork.

“Great job, Tita!” Jake clapped. “It’s not much time, but it’ll do for one last romp… Then off to the prom!”

The loser gave her another smack on the ass in thanks before dropping his pants.

“Huh?” Megan said, confused. “Wait… No! What the hell are you doing?”

The cheerleader was backed against the wall with no escape.

“Don’t worry, Megan!” Jake laughed, now pulling down his boxers to reveal a cock that was probably much smaller before he met his fairy godmother. “I’m not gonna do anything you don’t want me to.”

That didn’t reassure her. Despite the fear and sweat, her hair and makeup somehow stayed miraculously perfect.

“But the thing is, I’d wish…” Jake added, putting Tita on alert. “Yeah… I wish you’d beg me to fuck you! Plead for it!”

“NO! NO! NOOO…! I won’t…! I’m not…” she screamed, terrified, as Jake’s fairy pointed her magic dildo at her. “I’m not gonna…! I don’t… OH! OH, GOD! JAKE! Fuck me! Fuck me right now, please!”

The look of terror on the cheerleader’s face morphed into one of wild lust. After struggling with her long dress, Megan managed to hike it up, exposing her crotch, ready to take Jake’s massive dick.

The loser didn’t hesitate for a second and pounced on the blonde, thrusting into her without mercy.

“Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, you loser! I need your cum inside me, damn it!” Megan yelled as the guy slammed her against the living room wall. “Fu…! OH! OOOOOH!”

The cheerleader couldn’t keep talking because Jake went back to her tits, kissing and licking them while he kept pounding her pussy. Never in her life had she imagined feeling so much pleasure at once, but between her cunt and her breasts, she thought she might lose her mind.

Behind Jake, his fairy godmother jumped and laughed, chanting his name. Her obscene bunny costume had transformed into an equally obscene parody of a red cheerleader uniform with yellow pom-poms. Tita kicked her legs up, waving the pom-poms and flashing her mature little ass with every swish of the tiny skirt. Her black hair was tied into two pigtails, each secured with a red ribbon.

“Give me a J! Give me an A! Give me a K, and give me an E! What’s that spell?” the fairy sang, hovering in the air. “Staaaaallion! Yes! My precious boy is a stallion! YES! YES!”

Still airborne, and without bothering to ditch the pom-poms, the dark-skinned woman spread her legs and started playing with the dildo buried deep between them.

“This… This is fucking awesome!” Jake exclaimed. “I never dreamed I’d end up banging the hottest girl in school on prom night!”

Megan didn’t respond. Getting fucked by Jake was the only thing on her mind. Everything else was secondary.

“But it… it can still get better!” he added between gasps. “I’ve always liked… girls… with glasses! You’d look so sexy in some, Meggie!”

“Uh?” was all she managed to say.

“Tita! I wish Meggie had black nerdy glasses!” Jake laughed. “Oh, yeah… the librarian vibe turns me on so much!”

The fairy didn’t even need to pull the dildo-wand out of her pussy to work her magic. She kept masturbating gleefully as a burst of fairy dust shot from between her legs, making a pair of sleek, thick-framed glasses appear on Megan’s pretty face.

“Yes! Yes!” Jake cried, laughing like a maniac. “I’ve always… always wanted to see you in glasses like these! And now… Tita! I wish her tits were bigger…! And green eyes instead of blue! And her hair… I love girls with short hair! I wish she had short hair!”

Tita kept working the dildo in her pussy, casting more magic and pushing herself toward a colossal orgasm. One that hit Megan at the exact same moment her breasts grew two sizes, her eyes turned green, and her elaborate updo transformed into a chic bob cut.

Jake felt himself cum, watching the girl he’d fantasized about all through high school become his ideal vision of perfection. Life could be so beautiful sometimes!

The three of them collapsed instantly, Megan flat on her back on the cold floor, Jake’s face resting on her newly enhanced melons. Floating idly around the living room, Tita recovered from her climax. She’d lost the top of her cheerleader outfit, leaving her breasts bare. A shimmering liquid dripped from her crotch, staining the Summers’ living room carpet.

“Uh? What time is it?” Jake asked, kissing one of Megan’s tits and glancing at the wall clock. “Whoa! We’ve got ten minutes to get to the prom… Tita!”

“Huh? Yes, my boy?” the fairy replied, still dazed.

“Meggie and I need to get going ASAP. People are waiting for us!”

The guy stood up and helped a wobbly Megan to her feet. Her dress was spotless, just as Tita had promised.

“Where… Where are we going?” Megan asked, disoriented.

“To the prom, Meggie!” Jake replied, pulling up his pants. “You wished I’d be your date, and we’re going together. And I wish you’d love the idea!”

“Yes… Yes! Yes! Oh, God! We’ve gotta go now if we don’t wanna be late!”

The blonde was radiant again, just like she’d been an hour ago when she thought all her dreams were coming true. And in a way, they were, right? She was going with Jake Smith! She didn’t know why, but going to prom with Jake Smith felt like the coolest thing ever. Plus, they’d be on TV!

“Tita, I wish Tsuki-chan and the limo were waiting for us outside,” Jake said as his date dragged him by the arm.

The fairy, still half-naked, followed the two teens out of the house. With a wave of her wand, a sleek black limousine appeared right in front of them. Megan couldn’t stop smiling.

“This is amazing! Totally amazing!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands.

One of the back doors opened, and a grinning Asian girl poked her head out.

“Ohayo, Jeiku-san! Tsuki-chan bored of waiting! Tsuki-chan want honorable cock-sama of Jeiku-san in pussy-chan!”

Megan stared at the stranger, unsure what to say. She was a petite, delicate girl with small but perky breasts barely noticeable under the skimpy white-and-blue schoolgirl outfit she wore. It was obvious there was nothing beneath her nearly nonexistent sailor skirt except her perfectly shaved crotch. The Asian beauty gazed at her with big, sparkling brown eyes, flashing a naughty smile and a playful wink. Her short black hair was topped with an adorable blue headband featuring cat ears.

“Susan…? Susan Kurosawa?” Megan asked, recognizing the girl of Japanese descent.

“No! No, Megi-chan! I’m Tsuki-chan now, ne?” the girl giggled, stepping out of the limo and bowing while shamelessly lifting her skirt. “Tsuki-chan so horny, Jeiku-san! So horny!”

Megan gaped at Susan’s new look. Little remained of the shy, quiet girl who used to sit at the back of the class. Basically just another loser like Jake (her Jake!). The blonde ed seeing them chat in the hallways more than once. Were they friends, maybe?

“Tsuki-chan! Horny kitten!” Jake laughed. He immediately turned to the confused Megan. “Susan was supposed to be my prom date originally. Mostly because neither of us had anyone else to go with… But then Tita showed up, and… well! I won’t bore you with the details. Let’s just say I’d rather have the cheerleading captain than this naughty little piglet,” he finished, cracking up.

Jake gave Megan an unexpected tongue kiss and squeezed her tit affectionately. She was so delighted she didn’t need any more explanations.

“Don’t worry, Tsuki-chan,” she said, turning to his former date. “We’re heading to the school now, and you can bet there’ll be plenty of dicks there for your restless little pussy!”

“Hai, hai!” the girl laughed. “Tsuki-chan horny kitten! Meow, meow! Tsuki-chan wanna go to prom and fuck hot boys! But first, Tsuki-chan want honorable cock-sama of Jeiku-san in pussy-chan! Kudasai!”

The schoolgirl lifted her skirt again, offering Jake her goods. Megan had to it that slut had a damn fine ass.

“My boy!” Tita said, appearing behind them with a dazzling smile. “The prom starts in less than five minutes!”

The fairy had squeezed herself into a tight red latex outfit that parodied a limo driver’s uniform, complete with a regulation red cap perched atop her ponytail. Her breasts were one breath away from bursting out of the plunging neckline that nearly reached her navel.

“You heard the fairy, Tsuki-chan,” Jake said, smacking her on the ass and shoving her into the limousine. “I’ll give you yours on the way. Meggie and I have to be on time!”

“Hai, hai! Tsuki-chan fuck in limo! Tsuki-chan like to fuck!”

Megan and Jake followed the adorable schoolgirl into the vehicle. The blonde was awestruck by the sheer extravagance. She’d never seen a limousine this huge or luxurious, not even in movies. It had champagne bottles, a stereo system, and even a TV! Still mesmerized, Megan took a seat next to Jake, who was already on top of Tsuki-chan, pounding her relentlessly as she screamed and laughed nonstop.

Under normal circumstances, Megan would’ve been annoyed by a third wheel in the limo on prom night, but the schoolgirl’s squeals were turning her on so much she didn’t even care. Without hesitation, she threw herself at Jake and started kissing him hard while he kept screwing his horny little kitten.

“I want to go to prom with you, Jake,” Megan said between kisses. “I don’t get it… but it’s making me so fucking horny to be with you!”

Megan kept kissing Jake until, at last, Tsuki-chan climaxed. After shouting something incomprehensible in Japanese, the schoolgirl rolled off the seat and collapsed onto the limo floor, giggling and writhing in pleasure.

“I… I still can’t believe you’re mine, Megan!” Jake said, taking advantage of Tsuki-chan’s spot on the floor to make more room for his girlfriend on the seat. “This is the happiest day of my life!”

Megan grinned, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, she placed her gloved hands on Jake’s crotch, grabbing his throbbing cock, which seemed ready for another round.

“Wha…?” Jake stammered, caught off guard by the blonde’s move. “What are you… AH! Oh, fuck!”

Out of nowhere, Megan had taken his dick into her mouth and was sucking it like a pro. Her lips, still perfectly coated in lipstick, caressed the shaft while her tongue explored every inch of it.

Still reeling from the surprise, Jake watched as the partition separating the driver’s seat slid down, revealing a grinning Tita glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

“My boy, your fairy godmother took the liberty of granting you a wish on her own. Enjoy your blowjob, gorgeous!”

Jake smiled at his godmother as Megan’s mouth sent him to cloud nine. They were already at least ten minutes late. But did it matter? A couple of magic words from his fairy godmother could turn back the clock.

“Honestly… AH! This girl gives… the best… blowjobs… OH, FUCK! Yes, Meggie! Keep going, cutie! You’re a goddess! A queen! A…!”

Suddenly, Jake had a brilliant idea.

“Ti… Tita!”

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Wishes! Get ready, because I’ve got a few before we get to the prom!”

The fairy nearly swerved the car off the road.

The limo door swung open, and Megan stepped out smiling, her breasts fully exposed, ready to greet the dozens of reporters there to capture her big night. The spotlights and camera flashes lit up the exquisite face of the future prom queen, who struck the same pose and expression as her famous archive photo: tongue out, proudly displaying Jake’s glorious load splattered across her pretty face and nerdy glasses. The blonde licked her lips and blew a kiss to her male fans, wondering if she’d have time to suck them all off at the party… with Jake’s permission, of course!

Behind her, ever-smiling Tsuki-chan emerged from the limo, lifting her schoolgirl uniform top and laughing at the barrage of photos the reporters snapped of her adorable, perky tits.

“Tsuki-chan so horny! Supah horny!” she yelped, yanking her skirt up to flash her goods and tight little ass. She had a phone number scrawled in pen on one cheek. “This Tsuki-chan’s number! Call Tsuki-chan! Tsuki-chan like to talk dirty on phone! Hai, hai! Meow!”

With that, the shameless Japanese girl darted into the crowd, determined to find someone to fuck her from behind, or the front… or both at once! Fucking was what mattered, after all.

Finally, Jake stepped out of the limo and offered his arm to his sultry fairy godmother, who now wore a stunning, fiery red evening gown that showcased her cleavage perfectly. The fairy clung tightly to the young man, showering him with kisses and hugs while he groped her breasts shamelessly in front of the flashing cameras.

“Mr. Smith! Mr. Smith!” said Diana Wilkins, the Appletown correspondent, thrusting a microphone with the network logo toward him. “Are the rumors true that you’re the date of Miss Summers, the future Blowjob Queen?”

“My precious boy won’t be answering any questions, darling,” Tita said, gently pushing the mic aside and winking at the reporter. “This is Queen Meggie’s special night. My boy’s just her escort.”

And sure enough, all the cameras turned toward the cheerleading captain, who was kneeling on the red carpet, snapping a selfie with a random fan’s dick in her mouth.

“There’s the Blowjob Queen!” Jake laughed, clapping his hands.

With a flick of her wand, Tita cleared Megan’s face of cum residue, and the blonde gleefully ran to hug and kiss her boyfriend. Tita stepped aside politely, though she didn’t miss the chance to gently stroke her godson’s back while he made out with the cheerleader.

The three of them walked down the carpet, surrounded by reporters and cameras snapping photos and firing off nosy questions about Megan’s bra size or how many dicks she could fit in her mouth at once. The blonde just smiled, waved, and blew kisses, clinging to her date’s arm.

Ahead of them loomed the high school gymnasium, decked out for the celebration. Megan soaked in the adoring stares from her classmates, all dressed to the nines for her coronation. Among the crowd, she spotted her friend Cindy and waved at her. Unfortunately, the lovely Cindy was too busy getting pounded by the chess club captain while sucking off the AV club guy to notice her dear friend’s arrival. Megan noticed Cindy had “slut” tattooed in big letters across her forehead… It suited her perfectly!

“Look who’s over there, babe,” Jake said, pointing to his right.

Megan grinned as she saw her asshole ex-boyfriend Brad making out with her current boyfriend’s homely cousin. Claudia might be a relationship-wrecking outcast, but Megan held no grudge. How could she be mad at Jake’s cousin? She lost sight of them just as Claudia started unbuttoning the quarterback’s shirt. In fact, most of the couples around were doing the same thing without a shred of shame. Megan was getting hornier than a bitch in heat.

“Let’s proceed with the crowning of this year’s Blowjob Queen,” a voice boomed over the loudspeaker.

All the attendees paused their lustful activities to turn their attention to the stage at the far end of the gym, where the school principal, Mrs. Rodriguez, held an envelope with a ear-to-ear grin. For some reason, the educator had decided the best outfit for the announcement was a tiny two-piece swimsuit, so skimpy it failed miserably at covering her private parts.

“Well, I mean the queen of this year and the years to come. Because I’m thrilled to announce that the first Blowjob Queen of West Appletown High will be named for life! A big round of applause for…”

There was a drumroll, and the spotlights danced over the crowd, briefly illuminating several couples engaged in some pretty indecent acts.

“Meggie ‘Cock-Gobbler’ Summers!” the principal declared, throwing her arms up, causing her bikini to snap and her tanned breasts to bounce free.

Even though it was already common knowledge she’d win, Megan couldn’t hold back a squeal of surprise when the spotlight landed on her and the crowd erupted in cheers. Without wasting a second, she grabbed Jake by the wrist and bolted toward the stage, eager to be crowned. The smiling Tita followed the happy couple, floating gracefully above the crowd. With a couple of wand flicks, a cascade of balloons descended from the ceiling, and projected images of Megan sucking dicks and grinning with a cum-streaked face appeared on the gym walls.

Principal Rodriguez presented Megan with a polite handshake and a kiss on the cheek. With Jake, however, she had no qualms about planting a full-on, sloppy kiss on him, while the horny teenager seized the opportunity to snap the thin string holding the bottom of the principal’s swimsuit in place, leaving her completely naked on stage.

Finally, the principal let Jake go (not before pressing his face between her breasts for no less than ten seconds) and, laughing hysterically, called for another round of applause for the happy couple. Megan started bouncing with excitement as the entire gym chanted her name, her generous breasts jiggling wildly.

“Thank you! Holy crap, thank you!” she gushed, tears sparkling in her eyes. “I’ve obsessed over this moment forever, and it’s still unreal. Tonight, the blowjobs are my treat!”

The crowd erupted in applause again, and Megan grinned, sticking out her tongue and pinching her nipples. God, she was so turned on! Hovering above the stage, Tita watched the scene unfold with satisfaction. She was back in her skin-tight red Playboy bunny costume.

“The Blowjob Queen demands her crown!” she bellowed, brandishing her magic wand like a scepter.

“Bibbity Bobbity...! Bibbity Bobbity...! OH, YES, YES! Bibbity Bobbbity...! With a salakaadoo… DOO-DOO! And a menchikaboo… BOO-BOO! A gorgeous queen… a gorgeous slut! Bibbity Bobbity! Bibbity Bobbity! Bibbity Whority Bitchitty Pussitty Bobbity Boobity Bibbity BOO!”

A dazzling diamond crown materialized atop Megan’s short but stylish hair. Next, Principal Rodríguez draped a sash over her that read “Blowjob Queen” in bold capital letters and handed her an enormous bouquet of flowers. To her delight, the blonde discovered the bouquet was made up of dildos in all shapes and colors… It was the happiest day of her life!

The newly crowned queen began pulling dildos from the bouquet and tossing them into the crowd, eager to share her joy with her fans.

“Miss Summers! Miss Summers!” someone called from the foot of the stage.

Megan recognized reporter Diana Wilkins pushing through the wild crowd with a microphone in hand, dressed only in a rather plain set of underwear.

“Miss Summers! Can you say a few words for our viewers? How does it feel to be the Blowjo—?”

The Blowjob Queen crouched down on the stage and, with a mischievous grin, shoved the last dildo from the bouquet into Diana Wilkins’ mouth. The reporter was left speechless and dropped the mic. Some audience were already helping her out of the little clothing she had left.

“I want to thank my boyfriend Jake and his filthy, busty fairy godmother!” Megan announced, standing up and gazing at her partner. “My Jake…”

“My Meggie…” Jake whispered, dropping his pants and offering his cock to the girl of his teenage fantasies.

Megan knelt with a radiant smile, ready to use her lips to give her companion another dreamlike blowjob. As she took his massive shaft into her mouth, she gleefully noticed that behind Jake, her high school classmates were lining up, unzipping their pants, and waiting their turn for her blessing. The blessing of the Blowjob Queen of West Appletown! She’d have a lot of work ahead, no doubt, but she’d savor every second and wouldn’t stop until her royal belly was overflowing with that sweet, sweet nectar she craved.

Her diamond earrings swayed with each bob of her head, and her nerdy glasses slid down her nose as Megan kept sucking and sucking, relishing every moment. Was this her dream? Did she really want to go down in history, known nationwide as the Blowjob Queen? Megan had no doubts. After all, that insanely fuckable fairy godmother had promised her every dream would come true tonight. And who was she to question Jake’s fairy godmother, the stud with the most delicious cock she’d ever tasted?

“No need to rush, gentlemen!” Jake said, rolling his eyes back as the queen worked her magic. “This little slut’s got… AH…! Blowjobs for everyone!”

The crowd roared with delight, and Megan somehow got even hornier. Mid-task, she thought she spotted Tsuki-chan in the crowd, sitting on the floor surrounded by a chorus of men, shouting “Bukkake! Tsuki-chan want bukkake! Hai, hai!” She was clearly having a blast too!

Megan kept sucking cocks while, beside her, Principal Rodríguez danced naked, waving affectionately at her students, whom she’d probably end up banging over the course of the week. And above the crowd, lost in her own world, Fairy Tita floated with her legs spread wide. She wore nothing but the cotton ears of her bunny costume, playing with a glowing dildo in her magical pussy while chanting her spell over and over. She grew hornier by the second, knowing that son (very soon) someone would make a wish. And she’d be there to grant it!