Tales From Delta City #9: School's In By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. all characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Hexanna and Nightmare Witch are the creation and property of Mr. X. As far as I can recall, all other characters in this story are my own creation. Feel free to use my characters in your own stories, but please try and keep their characters in line with what I have depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com "If you will follow me, I will show you the master bedroom next," said Mariko. Hexanna dutifully followed the petite Japanese real estate agent up the central staircase to the second floor, unable to not notice her cute ass and the not so petite set of breasts the woman possessed. The sorceress was touring the rambling mansion in pursuit of an old dream of hers. It was one she didn't think she would ever be in a position to bring to reality until she had come across the key to a safety deposit box she had totally forgotten about. Back around the turn of the century and that was going from 19 to 20, someone had given her some stocks in exchange for a spell. She had filed them away with some other legal papers in the safty deposit box and never gave the almost worthless things another thought. The company in question made boring things like adding machines and just how many of those could you sell. Apparently IBM had sold quite a few and the stock was now worth a little bit more to say the least. The walk-in closet in the master bedroom turned out to be larger than her apartment over the magic shop she owned and ran. The sorceress looked down at the skimpy costume she was wearing. She had half a dozen copies of it since the damn thing kept getting ripped off by villains, but she had few clothes other than it and wondered just what in the hell she would use all this space for and frowned. Mariko seemed to misinnterpret the frown as meaning she was unhappy with the room and that it might cost her the sale and its healthy commission. "I am pretty sure I can get the owner to come down at least ten percent, said Mariko. "It was built by a venture capitalist who always seemed to back the wrong thing." "Oh, it's not the money," Hexanna found herself starting to say and stopped. She might be a heroine and sorceress first and foremost, but she had also learned a lot over the years about business and the importance of bargaining. "Still, the price does seem a little high considering some of the renovations I will have to do." Mariko bit her lip as she regarded the blonde sorceress. She knew the superheroines had a bit of a reputation as, let us say, a little on the slutty side. That costume she was wearing certainly didn't hide much. Making a quick calculation about how to close the sale Delta City style, she began to unbutton her blouse. "I think a demonstration of the bedroom might be in order to show you the true value of the house." Hexanna stood there astonished watching as the woman stripped off her pink silk blouse and tossed it on the rug. The lacy black bra under it soon joined the blouse and the blonde saw she hadn't imagined the size of the bounty the blouse had covered and she felt a tingle in her pussy. That tingle turned into a veritable gusher as the skirt and panties came off. What the hell, thought Hexanna as she started to remove her own clothes, she was willing to bet she could still get the ten percent along with this bonus. Now naked, Hexanna stepped forward and gather the smaller woman in her arms and kissed her passionately on the lips. Mariko's mouth opened when she felt Hexanna's tongue on her lips and the sorceress spent several delightful minutes exploring the other's mouth while their breasts pressed warmly into each other. "You can still get me that ten percent off can't you?" asked Hexanna as she finally broke the kiss and laid down on the bed with her legs spread wide in invitation. "Yes, even if I have to let the seller fuck my ass," said Mariko as she crawled between Hexanna's thighs and lowered her mouth to lick at the pussy she saw was already dripping. Hexanna felt a bit guilty about all of this, but business was business and oh damn Mariko had a very talented mouth. Looking down between her boobs, she watched the dark haired girl at work, both seeing and feeling her tongue push into her pussy while a finger began to rub her clit. "Ahhhhhhhhh," she moaned and then reclined her head to enjoy the sensations coursing through her body. Mariko didn't stop licking and sucking even when a feww minutes later the brunette began to scream and start squirting all over her face and into her mouth. "I might even get 12%," said Mariko as she crawled on top of Hexanna and resume the kiss, sharing the witch's own taste with her. * * * "Well that was certainly instructive," said the first of two figures two hours later as they watched from the attic window as Hexanna and Mariko drove away in the real estate agent's car. "I am sure our mistress will be pleased with our report," agreed the second figure. "Im not sure those two sluts needed the encouragement of a pair of succubi like us to FUCK LIKE THEY DID," SAID THE FIRST FIGURE. "True, but I am glad I saw the look on the sorceress's face when the other woman got her entire fist into her pussy and began pumping like she did," said the second sucubus. "It was priceless," agreed the first sucubus. "Now we had better report back if we want to keep our skins." The second sucubus nodded and the two vanished. What neither Hexanna or Mariko didn't know as that if you took a map of Delta City and drew a certain five pointed figure on it to the right scale, one point would be on this house and another on a certain house that only appeared on Halloween. * * * "Hexanna's School for the Magically Gifted" Piya read the title of the quarter page ad in 'Modern Wicken' and her eyes bugged out. Everyone who was a Wikken or a Wikken wannabe knew Hexanna and Piya glanced at the wall of her room where she had a life sized poster of the scantily dressed sorceress. She knew the enormous amount of cleavage on display worried her very conservative parents and made them wonder about her sexual preferences. In truth, Piya didn't know what her sexual preferences were herself as she had spent most of her young life trying to be a witch and neither boys or girls had figured romantically much in her thoughts. Quickly, Piya read the rest of the ad. "Learn spells, hexes and enchantments from the mistress of magic. Potions, charms, wands, it is all covered in the curriculum exclusive to Hexanna's School for the Magically Gifted. Enrollment is limited. All applicants must pass a screening test and demonstrate an aptitude for the magical arts. You must be at least 18 years of age to enroll due to the adult content of some courses dealing with romantic uses of magic. All major credit cards accepted. You may not pay with bags of magical coins that vanish at some future date such as when the course is over. For more information or to register, see www.hexannaschool.edu. Piya frowned. This was fantastic and exactly what she wanted. There were only two problems. First, trying to convince her parents to put up the money which the ad carefully did not mention as not to be uncool and second there was the age requirement. She would be 18 in another sixmonths, but there was no way she could wait that long and live. Magical aptitude eh? Piya snickered and gestured at her driver's license. Changing just one digit by one would take care of that problem. * * * Hexanna sat in her small office in the back of her magic shop going over her plans. She didn't want to close the shop and she had worried about not being able to look after both the shop and her school. Things seemed to be working out though. Her part time assistant Harry Tinker said he wouldn't mind more hours and while only partially trained, he could also help out as sort of a teaching assistant at the school. There were also a couple of promising students who were having problems coming up with the tuition, but they could work at the store to help fund their education. The store would be a good practical work experience for any developing magic user. Still, she thought she needed one more experienced helper and after some thought had arranged for that person to come by later for a chat. Hexanna looked up at the sound of a knock on her door then glanced at her watch. It was more than an hour until her potential employee arrived. "Come in," she called. The door swung open and Harry walked in with a pretty blonde policewoman. "Umm Hexanna," said the boy who was still shy around her despite their recent carnal encounter when inventorying the fertility statues in the shop. "This is Officer Felicia McSweeny. She is the one who I told you about who er came into the shop when you had to rush off during inventory. She said she wanted to meet you as this store is on her regular beat." Hexanna smiled and stood up to shake the young woman's hand. "I'm pleased to meet you and I'm glad to know my shop will be well looked after even when I am not here. "i'm real sorry about those fertility statues. That won't happen again." "Oh, I didn't really mind," said Officer McSweeney with a lovely Irish accent. "Harry and I took care of the problem eventually." "After how many orgasms? asked Hexanna and saw Harry blush, but Officer McSweeney just smiledmore broadly. "Quite a few," she said. "In fact, I lost count. Harry was very well equipped, however, to handle the situation." "He certainly is," replied the sorceress as she recalled how well his cock had filled her that day. When the sorceress glanced at Harry, shesaw hewas blushing again and trying to hide the bulge in his pants from this frank talk. "In fact, he looks ready tohandle things again," she teased and leaned over the desk to give his cock a little squeeze through his jeans. One of Hexanna's boobs popped out of her low cut top when she did this, but before she could tuck it away, Officer McSweeny reached over to cup it gently in one hand. "Mmm, those are as magnificent as Harry said they were." "Oh really? asked Hexanna who made no move to pull away as the blonde fondled her tit. "I take it then that Harry told you about our own little tryst before you arrived." "Yes he did, in great detail," said Officer McSweeny as she leaned down and wrapped her lips around Hexanna's nipple and began to suck on it. "In fact," she continued after removing her lips from Hexanna's breast, "I think he would very much like a repeat." "And that would be ok with you?" asked Hexanna as she pulled up her top to let the other boob flop out. "Much more than just ok,smiled Officer McSweeny as she now took one of Hexanna's breasts in each hand and gently squeezed them. "Well let me clear the desk for action then," replied Hexanna as she swept the few papers from her desk before pulling down her bottoms and coming around to the front of the desk to lie back on it with her legs spread. "It's all up to you Harry," she told him. "I don't want you to feel like you are a victim of workplace harassment." "No ma'am," gulped Harry as he quickly began to undress. "Not harassed at all." His cock sprang out of his boxers, hard and ready for action. With Felicia watching intently, he stepped between Hexanna's legs and rubbed his cock over her pussy lips several times. "Don't tease me Harry," begged hexanna. "Fuck me." "Yes ma'am," repeated Hary and he began to push his cock into the sorceress's dripping pussy. Hexanna glanced over at Felicia and saw the policewoman had unbuttoned her police blouse and was pplaying with her boobs as she wached Harry slide his member into the witch. "If you like what you see that much, purred Hexanna, "You don't have to just stand there watching you know." "Thanks don't mind if I do," replied Felicia in a hoarse voice and pulled down her pants and panties, before stepping out of them. With her blouse still on, but all unbuttoned to expose her brests, Felicia moved around the desk and climbed on top of Hexanna's face. She lowered her pussy onto the witch's lips and was promptly rewarded by Hexanna shoving her tongue deep into her pussy. I always was a sucker for a girl in a uniform or even better out of her uniform, thought Hexanna as she found the policewoman's erect clit and began to suck on it. As she did that, she felt Harry start to push inside her and that was enough to trigger her first orgasm. Sometimes the Aphrodite gene was not such a bad thing. Once Harry was fully inside her, he paused for a moment as if gathering himself and watched the sorceress eating out Felicia. He couldn't recall seeing anything hotter even in all the porn he watched late at night and then gave his head a shake before beginning to fuck his boss. Her pussy was just as tight and wonderful as he remembered and he soon began to pick up speed, slamming his cock into her harder and faster until the old desk creaked and groaned. Harry continued to pound Hexanna for several minutes before he felt his balls give a warning twinge and knew he was close to cumming. This time, he had a specific destination in mind for his sperm and pulled his member from Hexanna's velvet soft embrace and began to shoot his spunk over the sorceress's flat tummmy and large, round boobs. Hexanna felt the patter of the warm cum onher skin and that gave her the second orgasm. Like all Aphrodites, she was an unusually hard and proliferate squirter, so her juices flew a good six inches into the air before settling back to drench her thighs. "Oh fuck," moaned Felicia at the sight of the other two cumming and she displayed her own squirting talent as she blasted a load over Hexanna's face and into her open mouth. All three heard the ding of the shop door opening at the same time and only then remembered they had forgotten to lock it again. Three heads turned to look at the also unlocked and open office door when they heard footsteps coming down the back corridor. "Sorry, if I am a little early," said the voice. "I always figured it was better to be early than late." The speaker stopped as its owner took in the sight of the three naked people. "Well, this promises to be a fun place to work," said Nefertari as she crossed to the desk and dipped a finger into the puddle of semen on Hexanna's chest then licked it clean. * * * Nefertari had been a little surprised at the scene she had stumbled on in Hexanna's office. She was an Aphrodite herself and knew the almost irresistable attraction of sex to someone with that gene, but even so such a public debauchery had seemed a little out of place for someone of Hexanna's reputation. Still, it hadn't prevented me from joining in did it, Nefertari asked herself with wry amusement. She had seen the ad for an instructor at Hexanna's school in Wicken Today and decided to apply. Nevada was away most of the day with her classes and Arizona had also gone back to school, taking Lex with him. That had left her sitting in front of the television watching drivel and getting bored to death. She also wanted to earn some money and start contributing to the small community she was now part of. Her skills and powers had been mainly physical when she was Queen of Eqt, but she had accumulated some magical powers as well. Her role at the school would be as much as an advisor as an instructor, so she felt confident she could handle the job. Now if only she could shake the feeling that something odd was going on with the newly minted school of magic. * * * It was the next day and Hexanna was back in her office. Nefertari had accepted the job of assistant teacher at the school and had also licked the cum from Hexanna's stomach and boobs. Today didn't promise to be nearly as exciting as the dark haired witch studied the East Indian girl sitting in one of the guest chairs and the papers she had brought. "You are 18 or older?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," replied Piya, her heart pounding at this slight lie. Hexanna glanced at the birth certificate. "Yes, this is 2020 and I am sure your birth certificate is accurate when it says yu were born in 1002. Doing the math certainly puts you over 18." Piya blinked. "Er 1002?" she asked weakly. "Yes, I recommend the next time you do a spell to change your birth certificate that you more carefully specify which digit is to be changed," said Hexanna with a smile. "Oh jeez," moaned Piya and tears started to form in her eyes. I, I am so sorry. I really, really, really want to be a student in your school. I am almost 18, so I didn't figure a little editing would hurt anyone." Hexanna studied the girl and reached out to her staff to use its power to study her aura. The girl had significant potential for magic. Hexanna picked up the birth certificate and handed it back. "I must have read it wrong as now that I look at it, it says you were born in 2001." Piya took the birth certificate and gaped at it as if she had never seen it before. "Th, thank-you," she said looking up with a hopeful look on her face. "I am sure from now on, that everything you tell me will be the total and absolute truth," said Hexanna severely. "I am also certain that you will affirm my trust in you through your behaviour at all times in the future." "Yes ma'am you may certainly count on that," said Piya with feeling. "Good, and in that case, welcome to my school," said Hexanna and leaned forward to shake hands with the girl. As a sign of just how grateful she was to be accepted, Piya didn't even notice the nipple that slipped out of her new teacher's top when she leaned forward for the handshake. * * * Nightmare Witch pounded the strap-on into the wriggling sucubus she had bent over her desk. Demons never divulged their true names, so Nightmare Witch had nicknamed them Pish and Posh. Like their nicknames, the two sucubi were almost identical with unnaturally bright red hair and small horns normally concealed under their bangs as the only visible sign of their nonhuman origin. When the current succubi, who happened to be Pish, screamed out her orgasm and collapsed face first onto the desk, Nightmare Witch pulled the dildo out of her and walked around to the other side of the desk. "Lick it clean," she commanded and Pish dutifully wrapped her lips around the pseudo cock and did as she was told. When the witch was satisfied, she pushed Pish off the desk where she fell to the rug beside Posh who had already been fucked into near senseless obedience. One always had to make sure any demons you summoned knew who was in charge. Summoning demons was always a risky proposition. If you got one who was to powerful to control, it could be quite painful. Nightmare Witch swore her ass still twinged on cold nights from the last time that had happened to her and the ungrateful creature had buggered her ass for 24 hours straight until the summoning spell wore off. Pish and Posh were low level succubi, actually, they were succubi in training. Who knew there was such a thing, Nightmare Witch mused. They had been wood nymphs who wanted to expand their potential and entered the sucubi in training program. They had even been estatic to be summoned by a real mortal witch which they called an internship, whatever the hell that was. Frankly, Nightmare Witch didn't think they were the sharpest knives in the drawer or maybe had never even found out where the drawer was, but they did as they were told and couldn't seem to get enough of the abuse she handed out to them. "The students arrive tomorrow," said Nightmare Witch sitting down in her chair and regarding the pair of succubi as they struggled back to their feet in front of her desk. "Are you sure you can get back in?" "Oh yes mistress," said Pish. "We left a Satan-Fi acess point in the attic. It is the latest thing in demonic transportation, operating on the 60GHz band using the new Horny 3.1 protocol with end to end digital encryption and ...." Nightmare Witch held up a hand to stop the demonic techno babble. "Fine, fine, whatever," she said. "All I care about is you two using your powers to dissrupt and corrupt the bitch's magical school." "No problem there mistress," assured Posh. "Then stop standing there like a couple of used butt plugs and get to it," snapped Nightmare Witch. Pish and Posh nodded obediently and each pressed one of their horns for three seconds. As Nightmare Witch watched, they slowly dissolved and vanished, presumably returning to the Magic School to carry out her orders. "Damn technology," muttered Nightmare Witch and then activated her cell phone to watch a little free Internet porn before getting back to her research into finding the perfect spell to incinerate all life on Earth. * * * Piya was sitting on the bed in her room when there was a light tap on the door and it swung open to reveal a girl about her own age with curly, dirty blonde hair. "Hello love, my name is Serena. I'm your roomate assuming I found the right room," said the girl in a British accent. "I think so," said Piya as she stood up and extended her hand. "I'm Piya and your name matches who they said was going to be my roommate." Serena ignored the hand and wrapped her arms around Piya in a hug that seemed to last a little longer than necessary for old friends and the whole hugging of a total stranger seemed kind of weird to Piya. When Serena finally broke the hug, she turned back to the hall and dragged in her large wheeled suitcase and parked it by the second bed. "I can't believe I am really here in a magic school," said Piya sitting down on her bed again. "I had a heck of a time talking my folks into letting me come here. I finally said if I couldn't come then I was going to Los Angelas and become an actress which made this place suddenly sound good to them. How about you? Did you have any problems talking your folks into letting you come?" "Not an issue for me love," said Serena as she stood surveying the room. "My dad is in the diplomatic corps and my mother is a VP of some big advertising firm and barely home. I just shoved the papers to sign under their noses when they were actually home for a few minutes and I was all set. I'm not sure they have noticed I am gone yet." "That sounds terrible," said Piya. Serena shrugged. "I am used to it and it lets me do pretty much what I want. You can probably tell from my accent that I'm from the U.K. How about you?" "Detroit," replied Piya. "No, where are you really from?" asked Serena. Piya rolled her eyes. "I was born in Detroit, so that's where I am from. That whole 'really from' thing is kind of considered ignorant nowadays." "Is it love?" asked Serena unpperturbed. "Sorry, my dad is the diplomat, not me. Have you seen Harry? He looks pretty hot and I heard a rumour he is banging Hexanna." Piya blinked. She had thought there was nothing faster than the speed of light, but apparently she was wrong as rumour seemed to travel much faster. Serena had probably been in the building for less than five minutes and she was already tied into the rumour mill. "Er, I don't know about that," replied Piya cautiously. There was another tap on the door before Serena could say anything more and they both looked to see an older, darker skinned woman standing there. Older in this case, meaning she looked to be at least in her early to mid twenties and therefore positively ancient. "Hello there. My name is Nefertari. Im the Student Prefect and one of the instructors. We are having an orientation session down in the lounge in ten minutes. Are you having any problems yet I can help with?" Piya and Serena both shook their heads and Nefertari smiled again. "Ok, see you in ten minutes. Best to bring a pen and notebook with you." With that, she was gone to the next room in the corridor. "Wow, she's hot," said Serena. "Do you think everyone is hot?" asked Piya rolling her eyes again. "Pretty much everyone here so far," agreed Serena without hesitation. "I think I might be an Aphrodite though so far I seem to be a TLM which is one of the reasons why I want to learn magic." "TLM? asked Piya wrinkling her nose in puzzlement. "Three Legged Man," explained Serena. "It is a term for an Aphrodite who doesn't have any powers, a type Zero if you prefer to be more technical. From the size of your chest, you are probably one too." Piya blushed at this. "Well at least you haven't said I am hot." "Oh you are love," teased Serena. "You might find me sneeking across the room to crawl into bed with you one night." Piya blushed even brighter. "We, we better get down to that orientation. I don't want to make a bad first impression by being late." * * * "There are many types of magic wands," said Hexanna as she looked around the classroom at the dozen students who comprised the first ever class of her school. There were six aspiring witches and six aspiring warlocks as she decided to go for an even gender balance. "How a magic user utilizes his or her wand or staff depends on the user and the nature of their power. In some cases, the wand is merely a tool to help the magic user concentrate and focus their own internal power while other wands or staffs may themselves be inherently magical such as is the case with my own staff." The sorceress gestured to where her skull staff was leaning against a wall. "Hey kiddies, how is it hanging?" said the staff and seemed to do the impossible act of winking without having eyelids. The students all gasped and Hexanna rolled her eyes. "Behave yourself staff or I might forget your termite prevention treatment this year." "I'm so scared," snickered the staff. "That is one type of magical wand," went on Hexanna ignoring her staff. "Harry can you please show the class your staff." "I've been dying to see his staff," said a voice just barely loud enough for Hexanna to hear and it drew laughter from the class. Hexanna was fairly sure it was Serena, but wasn't positive. "His magic staff," clarified Hexanna, wishing immediately she hadn't tried to do so as soon as the words left her mouth. "Yeah, I heard his staff is pretty magical," said the same voice which brought more laughter. Harry was blushing bright red by this point as he stood up and produced a plain wooden staff with a few carvings on it. "Er, as a person becomes attuned to his power, he or she often customizes their staff by carving runes and mystical signs that are in allignment with their power. This er helps to focus their power better." "Kind of like carving notches on the bed post," said the unidentified voice. "Alright, let's take a break," said Hexanna. "Afterwards, maybe some of us can concentrate on being magic users and not comedians." * * * "Is it just me, or does just about every topic we try and discuss end up having sexual overtones we didn't anticipate?" asked Hexanna after classes that day as she sat in her office with Harryy and Nefertari. "Really? I hadn't noticed," said Nefertari as she pulled her mouth off Harry's cock and looked over at Hexanna. "Yes, I think there is something odd going on here," said Hexanna as she slid a hand into her panties as Nefertari went back to bobbing her head up and down on Harry's member. * * * "Aaaaeeeeeiiiiooooooouuuuuu," came the loud moaning from the bathroom and Piya bit her lip and forced her hands to clasp tightly in front of her so she didn't reach into her panties to start masturbating as clearly Serena was doing in the shower, the sound of the water doing little to mask her actions. It was her new friend's third orgasm since supper. Piya was certain there was something very wrong at the school, but she didn't have a clue what it was or what to do about it. She had gone down to Hexanna's office and there had been a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and more orgasmic moaning coming from within. Returning to her room, she had heard sounds similar to what Serena was producing up and down the hall, though not all of it sounded like solo operations. Piya wasn't sure why she hadn't given in to the same impulses that seemed to be ruling everyone else, but it still took every bit of self control she possessed. Piya felt sweat on her forehead as she tried to concentrate. She wasn't sure what would happen if Serena came out of the bathroom naked. There had been something in the lesson this morning on how to use a magic wand as a sort of divining rod to trace magic. Piya took out the simple training rod they had all been given and tried to shut out Serena's moans so she could concentrate. Maybe it was her imagination, but she felt the rod give a slight tug and getting off the bed, she followed it to the door and to the stairs. She felt a sense of confusion from the rod as it swung back and forth between going down and going up. Down, Piya figured was the rod detecting Hexanna and her skull staff, so she started up the stairs to the third floor. The rod seemed to become more confident now that she had made that choice for it and when she got to the third floor, it tugged her further upwards towards the attic. The tour of the school had included the large, high ceilinged attic which Hexanna had said would eventually become more student rooms if needed, but for now was only being used for storage. There shouldn't be anyone up there, but the wand was incistent in its pressure and so up to the attic Piya went. Pushing open the attic door, Piya caught sight of two figures sitting in one of the deep window alcoves with their panties around their ankles and fingers buried in their pussies as they furiously masturbated. Piya blushed and was about to apologize and withdraw, thinking she had stumbled over a pair of her fellow students. When they heard her involuntary gasp, however, and looked at her, Piya saw the red glow in their eyes and looking closer saw the small horns half hidden by their bright, red hair. "Succubi," hissed Piya and now she wanted to get out of there not out of embarrassment, but out of sheer terror at the things such creatures might do to her. "Stop mortal and come here," said Pish who continued to rub her clit and smile lavaciously at this potential fuck toy. Piya tried to resist, but the glowing red eyes seemed to reach into her soul and dragged her towards them. "Take off your clothes and crawl over here girl," said Posh who also continued to diddle herself as she gave a toothy grin that displayed her sharp teeth. Unable to resist, Piya began to unbutton her blouse even as her mind wailed for help. * * * "What?" said Hexanna in a muffled voice. The sorceress was lying on her back on the couch in her office with Harry pounding his cock in and out of her pussy while Nefertari sat on her face. This latter accounted for the muffled nature of her question. She had heard just the dimmest echo of a cry for help. It sounded like one of her students and that thought galvanized enough concentration that she could reach out to her staff and grasp it. As the increased magical power flooded into her body, Hexanna began to slowly come out of her mental fog. Goddess, what were they doing? What was she doing? There was some type of sexual influence affecting her judgement. Not just her, she realized as she sensed the aura of Harry and Nefertari and then extending her senses further outward she realized everyone in the school was under a similar control. Hexanna heaved herself up, dislodging Nefertari from her face and the dark skinned former queen landed on the rug on her ass with a confused look on her face. The witch suddenly felt Harry begin to shoot a load of warm cum into her and it was very nearly her undoing as only her grip on the skull staff and her fear for her students allowed her to hold off a massive orgasm. Hexanna reached out to touch both Harry and Nefertari with the tip of her staff and the jolt of magic she sent into them began to clear their heads. "What?" said Nefertari echoing her own recent thought. "What?" said a confused Harry looking down at where his cock was still buried deep inside Hexanna. "I think we have a pest problem," gasped Hexanna as Harry pulled out of her and a river of cum gushed onto the sofa. That is going to need a good cleaning thought the witch, but that can wait for the moment as she concentrated. "The attic," she gasped and then "Piya!" Hexanna vanished in a flash of light. * * * "I think we have an actual virgin here," said Pish as she smiled down at the now naked Piya kneeling in front of her. "Oh my devil," leered Posh. I didn't think there was such a thing in Delta City. That explains why she was able to even start to resist our power." "It is not enough to save her though," giggled Pish with a fiendish rather than amused tone to the sound. "I want you to lick my pussy girl. Make me cum with your mouth for starters and then we will teach you all about the wonders of sex before you die of too much pleasure." Piya felt tears running downher cheeks as she tried to resist. She saw the thighs of the sucubis open in front of her face and saw the wet pussy staring back at her. Her head started forward and her tongue began to extend from her mouth. "Hold it right there you bitches," said a new voice that came along with a flash of light. The startled succubi looked up to see the naked and very angry form of Hexanna glaring at them. "Crap," said Pish. As long as the witch hadn't suspected their presence, she had fallen under their spell, but she was too powerful, experienced and pissed off to be affected once she realized what was going on. "Time to get out of here," agreed Posh reaching for one of her horns. A blast of magical power seared the spot where the two sucubi had been sitting a fraction of a second after they teleported out. "Fuck," was all Hexanna could manage as she stood there leaning on her staff. * * * A thorough search of the attic eventually turned up the Satan-Fi box hidden behind some boxes and Hexanna reduced it to melted plastic and metal with another bolt from her staff. She had then helped the very embarrassed Piya to get dressed before leading the way downstairs where all the other students were quickly scrambling back into their clothes and looking equally embarrassed. "Those were low level succubi," said Hexanna when she had convened with Harry and Nefertari again in her office, this time in a much more professional setting. "This wasn't something punks like those two could come up with on their own. They probably need orders to go to the bathroom, so they sure as hell aren't the masterminds." "Then who?" asked Nefertari. "Normally, I would suspect Nightmare Witch to be involved in anything like this magicalattack," said Hexanna,"but we aren't anywhere close to Halloween when she pulls this kind of crap. She should be safely locked away in whatever dimension the house goes to the rest of the year." "Unless something has changed," pointed out Nefertari. "Something might have happened that has changed the rules and she can now reach us any time she wants." "Now that is a cheerful thought," replied Hexanna. "I guess we can only wait and see what happens next." The End "