"Quick, through here," Rachel said as she dragged the boy through a door marked "EMPLOYEES ONLY".
As she led him down a maze of dimly lit service corridors, the boy hoped he wouldn't awaken from what he knew had to be a dream. "This spot looks good" she said at a seemingly random point in the hallway. Deep in her mind she was screaming "STOP THIS!! RUN AWAY!!, but what came from her mouth was "I'm really super horny!" In a flash, she pulled off her top and exposed her mammoth chest. "Won't you help me with that?", she asked coyly, giving her chest a playful jiggle.
The slack-jawed boy barely managed to shake his head "yes" as he stared at the impossibly firm, impossibly round, impossibly perfect breasts that pointed their perky brown nipples at him. "Ooh, goodie!" she cried with a little clap. As quickly as she had removed her top, she undid the boys belt, unzipped his pants, and yanked them down around his ankles. His penis stood at full attention, eagerly awaiting the joy that stood before it; it didn't have to wait long.
She lifted up her skirt and impaled herself with his rod. She found herself riding with him skills she had never dreamed of, using muscles she never knew existed. In the back of her mind she felt only shame and humiliation, but her face showed the joyful glee of a porn star.
The boy was more convinced than ever that he must be in a dream. Every thought that entered his consciousness was being acted on immediately by the goddess who was mounted on him. A brief flash of "If she were just a little taller" ran across his mind, and he found himself looking into her eyes instead of the top of her head; "I wish she would kiss me" barely entered his thoughts when he found her tongue was in his mouth. Glimpsing down, he thought "Those titties look delicious," and suddenly she was taller again, and he found himself with a mouthful of nipple instead of tongue. It was as if she were...magic!
As much as he wanted this to go on forever, he only had the stamina you would expect to find in a teenage boy. He was ready to burst, and her curse insured that she knew it, too. Her pace slowed, her moves became more deliberate, all to milk every last bit of pleasure she could from him. He felt himself explode inside her, a pleasure more intense than anything he had ever felt before. He was completely overwhelmed, and began to feel light headed. As he passed out, he could swear that his dream girl was...shrinking?
As the boy slumped to the floor, Rachel felt some semblance of control returning to her. Also, she could tell she wasn't as tall as she had been just a moment ago. Her hair was returning to light brown, her breasts were shrinking, and her cheer uniform was becoming jeans and a tee shirt. Tears of shame began trickling down her cheek as she scooped up her shirt and began running towards the exit. She prayed to herself that what had just happened would be enough to satisfy the witch's evil curse.
Just as she reached the door, she heard a voice yell, "Hey, you can't be back here!" She turned to see a janitor heading her way. As soon as she saw him, she felt her body tingling, and new thoughts began to overwhelm her. It turns out the janitor was into...
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