nd their various spells, books, and other magical items over the centuries, some on purpose and some by mistake. Most of these were items mortals never could use as they needed someone born to magic to be able to use them. But a few had been designed to still be used in the event their owner lost, either permanently or temporarily, their magic. Some witches and warlocks had even purposefully left spells and other items that mortals could use and get into trouble with just for the sheer joy of it. Or, as in cases like Opus, to cause harm to innocent mortals who had no clue that what they thought was harmless was actually far more dangerous.

Nor could she rule herself out as she had thought when Libby explained how she had come by her current physical attributes. As she had been helping Libby lug her suitcases to her new room, Sabrina had realized that there was an outside possibility that the various spells Libby had been a victim of over their three years together in high school could have had unforeseen long term effects. Was it possible that it had taken years for all that magic to manifest itself in this way?

“Was that Libby Chessler I saw you with downstairs?”

“Yes, Salem,” Sabrina said as she glanced over at the black cat entering her room before turning back to the book.

“And did you happen to ask where she got her ta tas done?”

“She said she went to bed one night and the next morning not only were they that big but her pussy was suddenly completely bald. And they’ve been that way ever since.”

“Ahhh yes, magic of a most interesting kind,” Salem said, a slight chuckle in his voice.

“Yeah, now the question is, whose magic?”

“Well, you could always cast a discovery spell.”

“Salem, how stupid do you think I am? I’ve been trying to find one, but there doesn’t seem to be a spell about discovering who used magic to enlarge tits and nixed pussy hair anywhere in here.”

“Well duh, your not going to find one in there. You need to look in the appendix book under sex magic.”

“The what?” Sabrina’s head jerked up in utter surprise at what Salem had just said. “Did you just say there is a separate book with an appendix to this one with a section called sex magic? I don’t remember my aunts ever mentioning such a thing.”

“What, you expect they’d tell their niece, a teenage witch who might be driven by her hormones and whom her parent’s had put in their care to watch over, about something like that. Of course not, they’d hide it away where she’d never find it.”

“Well I’m a young woman now who is no longer in their care so tell me where the book is.”

“I could, or maybe I could let you find it another way. Maybe Roland could help.”

“Salem, either you tell me where the book is right now or I spike your supper with castor oil! Again.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Sabrina zapped in a bottle and picked it up, holding it so the cat could see. “Oh look, they’ve improved their product. Extra strength to handle the really tough cases.”

“It’s in the northeast corner of the attic! Under a loose floorboard under the sea trunk with the moose head on top of it that smells like mothballs, hairballs, and three day old garbage!” Salem quickly said, a terrified look on his face.

The young witch was quickly out the door and on her way to the attic, the cat and the bottle of castor oil already forgotten.

*****

Half an hour later Sabrina was back in her room looking through the appendix book at various spells her aunts had never mentioned. And in most cases she wished Salem had never told her the book even existed as the spells scared the shit out of her. But these were unimportant at the moment and could hold off for another time when she didn’t have more pressing matters. Right now she needed to look into the section on sex magic and find a discovery spell.

Sabrina quickly turned to the sex magic section and began to read the various spells, her mind racing with the possibilities. When Salem had said a spell for discovering who had used magic to enlarge a woman’s breasts and caused her pubic region to go completely bald and stay that way was under the heading of sex magic, Sabrina couldn’t believe her ears. Surely such things would be under spells concerning a persons anatomy as she expected sex magic to concern spells used during sex for things like continuous orgasms and such. But the sex magic seemed to be a catch all section for anything that might have something to do with sex.

There were spells concerning fetishes. Spells concerning both men’s and women’s orgasms, their durations, and their strengths. Spells concerning erogenous zones. Sex change spells that made the man brew she’d been introduced to back in high school look like something you’d buy in a joke shop. Spells for whipping up phantom lovers for when you couldn’t get someone in bed with you. A spell to turn women into nymphomaniacs. Spells for various sex toys. And so on.

“Hey, did you know there’s a spell in here for an ejaculating vibrator?” Sabrina asked, already feeling aroused again at looking at all these sex spells.

“Yes,” Salem replied, “and believe me, it’s a pretty useful spell. My youngest cousin on my mom’s side used it cause she was too ugly to ever get a date, much less a husband, and beauty spells had no effect on her. That’s how she ended up having kids. Of course you have to be careful if you use it. Best side effect to hope for is that your kid looks to be made out of plastic. But you could end up being turned into a pocket pussy if your not careful. My cousin ended up being a living inflatible sex doll, with about eighty kids.”

“Eighty kids? Salem, tell me you’re joking.”

“I would not joke about such things where the ejaculating vibrator is concerned,” Salem said in a haughty voice. “Having an extremely large family is one of the possible side effects. Other realm doctors have learned that it sometimes takes total control of a woman so she can’t stop herself from using it, even while pregnant. As soon as she gives birth to one she is often pregnant again the following day. And this pregnancy only last three weeks instead of nine months. You rapidly go through the full nine months in a short time and are already fertile again as soon as you give birth.”

“Okay, that’s one spell I’ll never try using.” Sabrina flipped through a few more spells until she finally found the one she was looking for. “Salem, I don’t think this spell is going to work.”

“Why not?”

“Because it calls for breast milk from every woman in the house in which it is cast as well as from the victim. Along with the victim’s own cum. Now I can probably get Libby to cum for me and get her juices for the spell. But she certainly isn’t lactating at the moment and neither am I. And unless Roxi and Morgan have been hiding something from me, I don’t think they are either.”

“So you just cast a lactation spell out of that book.”

Sabrina smacked her forehead with her palm for being such an idiot. She’d already seen the lactation spell under fetishes, so why had Salem had to tell her to use it? Yet before she could turn back to the spell, the front door rang. With a groan, she got up to see who it was, making sure this time she was fully clothed.

*****

“And this is the kitchen,” Sabrina said to Carol, their second boarder to arrive that day. “Anything in the fridge, freezer, or cabinets without someone’s name on it is free for anyone to have. Pretty much we all chip in and buy the groceries for the household rather than merely for ourselves. But of course there is the odd occasion where we have to have something and don’t want to share. Or can’t share because of food allergies.”

“So I should pretty much be willing to buy for the household most of the time,” Carol replied. A mousy woman, she had extremely blond hair, that almost looked to be platinum blond, which she wore in a ponytail that hung down just past her shoulders. She was very petite, looking more like she should be sixteen rather than twenty-five as her driver’s license indicated. Though her glasses and the way she carried herself somehow managed to suggest her license was right.

“Pretty much,” Sabrina agreed, though her mind was elsewhere. After seeing the discovery spell, Sabrina had been wondering why it required the breast milk of every woman in the house in addition to Libby’s. But she’d at first been gratified that she only had to worry about four women. Now after meeting Carol, she wished Morgan had told her who their boarders were going to be so she could begin to figure out how many women she’d have to cast the lactation spell on. “So that’s pretty much the basics of the house. Anything else you’ll come to know in time, but please ask Roxi, Morgan, or myself about them before you explore them. Are there any questions you’d like to ask me?”

Carol timidly shook her head, blushing at the very idea of bothering one of her new landladies already. It was obvious she just wanted to get settled into her new room and adjust to this place before saying or doing anything that would involve people she didn’t well know as yet. But Sabrina wasn’t yet ready to let her go without first learning a little more about her.

“So, if you don’t mind my asking, what do you do for a living?”

“I make hardcore sex movies,” Carol replied.

Sabrina’s jaw dropped from this unexpected response. Carol certainly didn’t look or seem like the type to her, especially not with her small breasts. “You’re a porn star?”

“Yes. Oh, I know what you’re thinking, I don’t look it. But I’ll tell you something, the industry loves women like me who look much younger than they really are.”

“But you look sixteen! You’re telling me that the industry is a bunch of.....”

“Gotcha,” Carol laughed. “Actually I work for the science museum in Boston as a curator. Besides, I doubt the porn industry would actually want someone who looks as young as I do since everyone would say they were making those types of films you were thinking about. And those are against the law, you know.”

“Oh, right.” Sabrina tried to recover from her shock, but she couldn’t quite shake the thought that maybe some of what Carol had said had not been a joke at all.

ng it on the household, as the book had warned, was that houses typically didn’t lactate themselves. But if cast on a house it would do so for a week, which would be hard to explain and even more difficult to hide from everyone else inside. Then there was the other problem of the spell’s duration. Normally only about four hours to a day, though the book said sometimes it would last for upwards of four days, when cast on an individual. But while the house itself would only produce milk for a week, any woman who walked into the house over the next year would start lactating and wouldn’t stop for a month or two. Had their last tenant been female, Sabrina would have snapped just from having to find a way to cast the spell on six women. Worse, they had to be awake when she cast it and know she was in the room.

“Do you know whose down in the kitchen at this very moment?” Salem asked as he hopped up on the bed.

“Our new tenants,” came the huffy reply. Sabrina didn’t really need Salem’s stupid guessing games at the moment. “I left Libby and Carol with what’s his name so they could get to know each other. And Libby didn’t look thrilled with the idea of sharing the house with a geek.”

“Geek, yes. But a famous geek. Sabrina, that’s Greg Flengen!”

 

“Yeah, I believe that’s what he said his name was,” the young witch replied, paying the cat very little attention.

“Mortal realm to Sabrina, you’re new tenant is host of ‘Ghosts Today!’ You know, one of those shows where their out to either find ghosts or prove a place isn’t haunted.”

Sabrina’s head snapped around, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. It had been bad enough in high school to hide the fact that she was a witch, especially in her senior year when Brad had first returned to West Bridge and still had his witch hunting gene. But then when she’d gone of to college and had been roommates with Miles things had become worse since he was trying to prove the existence of UFOs and such. But Greg Flengen was renowned as a local ghost hunter, and he’d probably be able to find witches as well. Now she wished she had throttled him when he arrived.

“Salem, this is just great! How am I going to cast the lactation spell on five women with a ghost hunter in the house. And for that matter, what do you think he’s going to do at the end of this month?”

“Yeah, he’s going to think he found the other end of the rainbow with all the ghosts and goblins that are bound to come through the portal,” Salem chuckled, putting on a really bad Irish accent.

“This is serious, cat!” Sabrina retorted, flicking her finger in his general direction and sending him flying off the bed. She then proceeded to conjure a breast pump. “It’s easy to cast this spell on myself in here because I’ve got my door closed and am by myself. But I’m sure he’ll get a little suspicious if I call all the women in this house into my room. Not to mention having us running around producing breast milk when none of us are pregnant or have babies.”

 

“He’s not here all the time, Sabrina, so just cast the spell when he’s gone. Plus he’s never seen Roxie and Morgan, so he has no clue whether or not their already lactating. Besides, I heard him telling Libby and Carol he’d be leaving tomorrow and would be gone for a week.

Sabrina smiled as she turned back to her spell book. Having Greg in the house would make things a little more difficult, but at least she knew she could cast the spell on the others once he left. Nodding to herself as she began thinking of ways to cast the spell on the others, she stepped back from the book and pointed her finger at herself, reciting the words in the book.

“I know these breasts would like to rest, but I need milk so make it quick.”

Sparkles shot from the end of her finger, striking her in the chest. She felt her breast tingle for a moment then the tingling subsided. Looking down, she expected to find a wet spot on her blouse, but there was nothing. Five minutes ticked by and still nothing was happening. Had she cast the spell right? Was she supposed to have taken off her shirt and bra?

She started back towards the book when she began to feel her breast begin to swell. By the time she looked down it was clear they were already a size or two too big for the bra she wearing and still growing. She had to get out of the bra before it became any more uncomfortable. She tore at the buttons on her blouse so she could get it off, not able to think clear enough to even come up with the thought of zapping both it and the bra away. As she did so, she could feel pressure building up inside her chest, feel her nipples becoming rock hard and sore from rubbing against the increasingly too small bra.

Finally getting the blouse off herself, she ripped at the clasp of her front hooking bra, tearing the damn thing right off herself. And just in time too for as soon as it fell away her nipples began squirting out milk.

“Thar she blows!” Salem cheered, having jumped up onto her desk to see if she had indeed cast the spell right. He was right in the way of the stream of breast milk and quickly found himself covered.

Without the constraint of her bra and with the pressure having backed off a bit from what it was originally, Sabrina’s breasts stopped squirting like crazy. But her breast still felt awfully full, as if they needed someone to suckle them to ease the pain their fullness was causing her. Sabrina reached up and squeezed both her nipples, causing a second wave to spray over the black cat. And also causing her loins to begin stirring. Picking up the pump, she stuck it over her nipples and began pumping out breast milk, which caused her pussy to start getting nice and wet.

“Salem, this is incredible. I’m getting so fucking horny just from having my tits pumped.” This time she had the presence of mind to actually zap away her clothing rather than struggle with it. With the rest of it gone, she dipped a couple fingers into her snatch and brought them out for the cat to see just how wet she was. She sucked them clean before returning to playing with herself. “Wow, if I’d known lactating makes a girl this fucking horny, I’d have had Harvey knock me up years ago.”

 

“Well young lady,” Salem said in his best professor like voice, once he’d cleaned himself up, “it says right here that the only known side effect of this spell when cast on an individual is that it makes her extremely horny until she stops lactating. While lactating might make some women horny naturally, what’s happening to you is a magical side effect.”

Sabrina didn’t care at the moment, all she knew was that she needed some relief and she needed it fast. She quickly zapped open her bottom dresser drawer and summoned her chrome vibrator. It zipped across the room, landing in her free hand. Normally Sabrina would have started by rubbing it across her nipples, but as they were already occupied by the breast pump she decided it was time to go straight for her pussy.

Flicking it on, she ran the vibrator along her pussy lips, moaning as the vibrations sent tingles up her spine. She kept running it along her slit, teasing herself to increase the pleasure she was feeling. As she ran it up to her clit, Sabrina gasped in surprise. Normally it would take several long minutes before she was aroused enough for her little clit to come out of it’s hood. But already it was out, and even more sensitive than she was used to. At the very moment the vibrator touched her button she had a mini orgasm, something she had never experienced this soon before.

Somewhat lost in the moment, she held the sex toy to her clit, the vibrations causing her to pass through a steady stream of mini orgasms. They were like a string of firecrackers, as one began dieing away she was hit by another. The feeling was incredible, almost as good as what she’d felt giving Libby her first orgasm. She wanted to scream, but nothing would come out of her mouth.

 

Finally after a few minutes of this she slipped the vibrator back down and began pushing it past her lips. Sabrina was so wet by this time that it was like sliding a hot knife through butter. Before she knew it, her fingers were resting against her lips, the thumb brushing across her clit. Grunting, she pulled it out until the tip just barely parted her lips then pushed it back in. Out, in, in, out, getting a nice rhythm going as she fucked herself. Each time she pushed the vibrator in, she made certain to rub her clit with the pad of her thumb at the end of the each stroke before pulling back out.

“That’s it girl, work that thing!” Salem cheered. For the millionth time he wished the council hadn’t turned him into a cat. At least when he was human he could have jerked off to the show the young witch was giving him, and maybe screwed her senseless if she’d let him.

Panting, Sabrina started shoving the sex toy in harder, feeling her orgasm welling up inside. Her body was slick with perspiration, but she wanted more. She started angling the little chrome shaft around until she had it rubbing against her g-spot. That was all it took for the wave to slam into her. Sabrina screamed out in primal lust as her orgasms took control of her. She shook uncontrollably, feeling as if she’d never stop cumming. Her pussy walls were contracting around the vibrator, trying to milk it as if it were a real cock. She could feel her juices escaping around the battery operated invader, flow down her thighs and puddling on the floor under her ass. But she was too far gone to care, she just let go of the vibrator and started squeezing her tits.

She took of the breast pump so as to get a better grip on her nipples. Tugging at them, she squirted milk across the room as the vibrator slowly worked it’s way out of her tender pussy. She then bent her head forward, holding the left tit up so she could lick the nipple. Before that could happen, her fingers squeezed the nipple, shooting her in the face with her own milk.

Licking her lips, Sabrina decided she liked the taste and proceed to try and inhale her own nipple. But her breast wasn’t big enough to allow her to do more than lick it, so she settled for the next best thing. Squeezing out a little milk, just enough so that it didn’t squirt but merely covered the nipple, and then lapping it clean. It was only after a few minutes of this that she finally realized her orgasm had stopped and she was feeling a cool breeze on her slit.

Getting unsteadily to her feet, Sabrina looked around at the mess she made. Her breast still felt full of milk, but at least she wasn’t as horny anymore and she didn’t feel like she needed to be milked. Her mind was clear enough that she could think up a spell to clean up first the room then herself. Once that was done she cast another spell so as to clothe herself, this time wearing a bra for women who were lactating.

“Wow, that spell’s really something else,” she announced, feeling a little flushed and sore from fucking herself so hard.

“I’ll say,” Salem panted, clearly worked up by what he’d just seen.

“Ah, poor kitty have blue balls?” Sabrina teased.

“Not for much longer,” Salem said, an idea coming to mind. He hopped from Sabrina’s desk to the open window, heading for the oak tree outside it. “Mrs. Arnold, you’re little Fluffy is going to have a good time tonight.”

“Salem, you stay away from Fluffy, she’s a prize winning Persian!” But it was too late, the black cat was already on his way down the tree.

*****

Libby prattled on and on about her life since leaving West Bridge as she moved about her new room. Occasionally she’d stop after saying something that she now realized might offended Sabrina and cast a nervous glance at the young witch before offering a quick apology. Then she’d rush headlong into what she’d been saying again as if nothing had happened.

Although Libby had already put her clothes and valuables away earlier in the day, there was still things she had to do to the room to make it feel like home to her. When Sabrina had arrived in the kitchen shortly after her masturbation session, Libby had announced she needed to return to her room to finish unpacking and had given Sabrina an almost unnoticeable nod of the head as she left, blushing ever so slightly. Sabrina had given her fifteen minutes head start before following. Even with Greg still in the house, she couldn’t contain her desire to see Libby’s tits dripping milk. Maybe it was a sense of revenge for all those years of torment, or maybe she was still horny. It didn’t really matter to her. And besides, Gregg had made the very subtle comment just after Libby left that he figured she had given birth recently and given the baby up for adoption.

Carol had tried pointing out to him that Libby might either be really well endowed through genetics or had had a little surgery done to enhance her bust line. But the geek countered with the argument that he was getting a certain kind of vide of her, a kind he caught only off someone who was possessed or a woman who had given birth. He claimed that only the best ghost hunters could detect items of a supernatural nature without any equipment. Although there was something about women who had just given birth that felt almost like they were possessed when they weren’t.

Sabrina did have to laugh to herself about what he said, though at the same time it frightened her a little. Although he clearly had no clue what he was talking about, she did have to wonder if he could detect magic in some way and that, coupled with his own preconceived ideas, was why he thought Libby had given birth. If so, it could make him very dangerous to have around. But at least it made him seem less likely to become suspicious of Libby if she suddenly started lactating.

he was looking at me before you came into the kitchen it’s pretty clear he’s not only a geek but a perv. Why’d you even rent a room to someone like him?”

“Believe me, I didn’t have a choice in the matter,” Sabrina replied, taking a seat at the foot of Libby’s bed. She looked at the poster Libby had been putting up before going on. “Roxie and I wanted to interview folks. You know, decide if they were the kind of folks we wanted to rent rooms to. Morgan just rented to the first three people to call. I’m sure he’s pretty harmless though.”

“That is unless you’re a witch or some other Other Realm being,” she thought to herself, though she kept an unconcerned look on her face. It wouldn’t do for Libby to know he worried her too.

“Harmless!” Libby raised her voice in disgust. “He wasn’t checking you out with that lecherous stare. He knows I’ve got huge boobs and wants to see them. It’s always been the curse of the beautiful to have geeks, nerds, really old guys, and fatsos staring at us and undressing us with their eyes. But I’ve found an even worse curse. To be beautiful and have these freakishly huge boobs. Now their not only undressing me with their eyes, the pervs are imagining putting their dicks between my boobs and having me suck them off.

“You’re lucky they don’t look at you the same way they used to look at me. Cute girls like you are just there for them to look at and not undress with their eyes.”

“Cute, huh?” Sabrina asked, smiling to herself at Libby’s choice of words. She could remember a time when Libby wouldn’t have called her cute. Plain, certainly since cute would have been a compliment. Certainly she had been cute, pretty even. She’d dare to have said she was beautiful in her own way. But Libby would never have willingly admitted to any of those about her. At least not during high school.

“I’m sorry, I meant sexy.”

Sabrina lifted an eyebrow at that comment, causing Libby to blush. Perhaps she had been right about her after all. Perhaps Libby was bi. Although one encounter with another woman didn’t make one bi, did it? She’d heard plenty of straight women experimented with lesbian sex once or twice in their lives and were never actually attracted to women. It was just experimentation, that’s all. She’d experimented with Morgan and Roxie after all, though she did find she was attracted to women as much as men because of it.

She stared at Libby with the same kind of lust Libby found so disgusting in geeks, nerds, old geezers, and fat guys. Although she certainly didn’t have a cock with which to titty fuck Libby with. But Libby could suck on her clit for her. She smiled inwardly at the thought of Libby sucking her clit before lapping her pussy to orgasm for her. Then she shook her head to clear it of those thoughts. Libby might or might not be bi, she didn’t know for sure yet. But after introducing her to her first masturbation session, not to mention the first time she’d been with another woman in any way, Sabrina wasn’t too sure how she’d respond if she sat on her face right then.

But as these thoughts ran through her mind Sabrina began to feel herself getting wetter than she’d ever gotten just by thinking casual sexual thoughts before. No, she’d only gotten this wet from dreams or, and this was usually the case, playing with herself or having sex. And to her shock and dismay, she wasn’t only getting wet between her legs. She could feel two spots of wetness forming on her shirt. Right where her nipples were.

“Uh, Sabrina, what’s happening to you?” Libby asked, eyes glued to her breast.

“Oh no,” Sabrina thought, horrified. “The lactation spell, I completely forgot it lasts at least four hours and that it increases how horny I feel. Funny, I thought the nursing bra would help a little.”

“Gross, you’ve got something coming out of your boobs. It’s some kind of liquid.” Libby’s draw dropped when what she said finally hit home. “Wait a minute, some kind of liquid? And it’s only over your boobs. Are you....”

Libby couldn’t explain why she did it. To her surprise and Sabrina’s she crossed over to the witch and pulled her shirt up over her head, exposing her leaking breasts. Libby let out a shock at seeing Sabrina’s bare breasts, not knowing what to have expected.

Sabrina was even more shocked. She knew she’d been wearing a nursing bra when she came in. Hell, she taken off her shirt right outside Libby’s door before opening it so she could see whether the bra opened in the front or back. Just incase she ended up giving Libby lesson number two in girl-girl sex. But to have it completely gone now, that didn’t make any sense

Libby squeezed Sabrina’s nipples, causing milk to squirt out

“It’s milk,” Libby said, stunned. “You are. You’re lactating. But that’s impossible, isn’t it. I mean women only do that after they’ve had a baby, right?”

“I’m gonna have to check the book,” Sabrina thought. “I know I came in here with a bra on. So why is it....”

Sabrina’s thought’s were suddenly interrupted when she felt Libby’s lips engulf her left breast. Sabrina moaned in delight as the former cheerleader suckled at her tit, drinking deeply her rich milk. Libby pulled away, licking her lips and giving Sabrina a rather lustful look.

“Well, well, it looks as if teacher’s got a yummy reward for her little student.”

“Excuse me?”

“I must say, Sabrina, had I known how good your milk would taste I’d have ripped your nightshirt off and started nursing the minute I came in the house. I’d have let you do anything just for a sip of what you have in those titties of yours.”

The husky tone in Libby’s voice wasn’t lost on Sabrina, nor was the look in her eyes. There wasn’t any hunger there. Instead they were vacant and far away while at the same time seeming to be looking right at Sabrina with pure lust, pleading with her to screw her senseless. It was as if Libby wasn’t even home yet all too present all at once

“I really do have to check that book,” Sabrina thought, before pulling Libby to her right tit. “Suck it slut.”

There was no need really for her to be so demanding. As soon as she felt herself being pulled to Sabrina’s other boob she more than willingly leaned in to suckle her. As she sucked on Sabrina’s boob a hand slid down her pants so she could play with her own pussy. Sabrina sensed where Libby had stuck her hand and smiled proudly. She was right, she had become Libby teacher. Her sex teacher. And what teacher wouldn’t be proud when they learned their pupil was putting what they’d learned to good use?

“Libby.”

“Hmmm?” Libby hummed around Sabrina’s breast. The vibrations nearly drove the young which wild.

“Dear sweet Libby, I need you to do something for me.

“Mmmhmmm?”

“I want you to take your hand out of your pants and slide it into mine. I need you to play with my pussy for me.”

Libby stopped sucking on Sabrina’s boob and gave her a desperate look. “But that will mean I have to stop playing with mine, mistress.”

“Mistress? Where did that come from?” Sabrina wondered. “Yes, it will, sweetie. But don’t you want to please me?”

In a flash Libby withdrew her hand from her pants. But she didn’t do as Sabrina asked. Instead, she stood Sabrina up and then took off her pants. It was something the young witch hadn’t expected, but she found it highly delightful. Libby, who earlier had to be forced into revealing her own body, was now willingly stripping Sabrina. She took a step back and got out of her shirt and pants. But when she went to remove her bra, Sabrina stopped her.

“No, not just yet. I have something in mind before you can remove those.”

The brunette nodded and turned her attention to Sabrina’s pussy. “What do I do?”

“The same thing you do to yourself,” Sabrina told her as she pulled her back to her chest.

As Libby started to suckle again she lightly ran the tip of her finger over Sabrina’s puffy outer lips. This elicited a gasp for the blonde, not having realized how sensitive she suddenly was. The ex-cheerleader slowly traced her fingers over the other girls lips as if she were trying to memorize the very feel of her. Sabrina was shocked to feel herself already working up to an orgasm just from what little Libby had done.

Unable to stand it any longer, and not really stopping to think whether it was still to soon to do it, Sabrina shoved Libby away and forced her to kneel in front of her as if in worship. She spread her legs and pulled Libby to her crotch.

“Suck my clit, slut. Make me cum.”

Libby scrunched up her face, repulsed by the idea of putting another woman’s pussy anywhere near her face. But then she saw Sabrina’s clit. It seemed abnormally large to her, almost like a little cock. She’d given a few blowjobs before, all she’d actually do with most guys really. But this wasn’t some cock. It was another woman’s clit. It was Sabrina’s clit

 

Sabrina’s clit. Somewhere way back in her mind was a voice screaming `No, don’t do it! You’re not some fucking lesbian!” But then it was drowned out by many other voices, all her own, telling her to go ahead. Some said it was just experimentation, other’s that Sabrina was her teacher. Others of course said that it would make Sabrina happy and if she didn’t then Sabrina would kick her out on her ass just as she’d threatened earlier. But then there was the loudest voice, the one that had suddenly appeared in her mind when her sense had first told her Sabrina was leaking from both her breasts and her pussy. `Do it, do as your mistress commands!’

Without another word, Libby wrapped her lips around Sabrina’s clit. Sabrina clamped her legs to the side of Libby’s head as she felt her first orgasm hit her. Sabrina screamed in ecstasy as waves of pleasure swept through her. But she had to keep it from over coming her completely. The moment was just right.

Before her orgasm could overtake her, she pointed to Libby’s bed and zapped in a breast pump. Then, with a shaky finger she pointed to the brunette’s chest.

““I know theeeeseeee breasts would like to reeeesssstttt, but I neeeeeed milk so make it quick!”

The very last part was screamed out as Sabrina could no longer resist her orgasm any more. She grabbed the back of Libby’s head and held her there as she came hard. Her juices dribbled down her chin and onto her freakishly huge breasts. Libby felt a strange pressure building in her breasts but ignored it so she could continue pleasuring Sabrina. She continued sucking the witches clit, oblivious to the world around her.

Sabrina’s legs finally let out as her orgasm subsided. Letting go of the brunette’s head she collapsed into a heap onto her bed, just barely missing the breast pump. Panting she ran her hands weakly over her own breasts before squeezing them to get a little milk out. Then she remembered the spell she’d cast and looked over to see Libby clawing at her bra. She smiled proudly when Libby finally got it off and milk started squirting out.

“Here, this should take some of the pressure off,” she said, putting the pump over Libby’s tits and starting it siphoning off some of her new found breast milk.

“Where, did that come from, it wasn’t here a few minutes ago?”

“Just a little something I zapped in,” Sabrina explained. “Don’t worry, you won’t remember I even said that.”

With that Sabrina zapped Libby with a memory charm the book recommended be used on all subjects the lactation spell was used on.

*****

Sabrina finally returned to her room after a little fuck session with Libby. As she had pumped Libby’s tits she had also worked the woman’s pussy into a lather, surprised at the copious amount of juices she got to come out of her. She’d grabbed a tea cup Libby had on the night stand beside her bed and used it to catch as much of Libby’s come as she could.

Once the cup was a quarter full and the bottles on the breast pump completely full, she set both cup and pump aside and proceeded to 69 the other girl. She managed to bring Libby to three orgasms before the brunette finally passed out. She’d used that as her chance to zap herself back to her own room. Sabrina was just finishing labeling bottles as Libby’s milk and her cum when Salem finally appeared.

“So, did you ruin Fluffy?” Sabrina asked, disapproval in her voice. “You know Mrs. Anderson was hoping to breed her.”

“Oh, she’s been bred alright,” Salem said, proudly. “I think I was raped, Sabrina. That Persian was all over me before I could even sneak in through the window. I’m tell you she’s hot for my form.”

“Salem, that’s just plain disgusting.”

“You’re telling me. She did things I thought no normal cat could do. Why she….”

“Salem!” Sabrina screamed, not wanting to her the sordid details of cat sex.

“Sorry, Sabrina, but it ain’t like you humans are the only ones who enjoy sex you know.”

“And it ain’t like you’re a mere cat,” she retorted, reminding him of what he really was. “I don’t need to hear about your little kitty sexual conquests.”

“Oh, well why didn’t you say that in the first place?” Salem asked, sounding more than a little hurt that he couldn’t share. Then he noticed Sabrina’s collection. “Hmmm, it would seem I got to miss all the fun here.”

“Yeah you did,” Sabrina said, absently, as she read the Appendix spell book. “Not that Libby and I really needed a cat voyeur.”

“So did you and her do the old horizontal mambo?”

“That’s none of your business. Hmmm, Salem do you think it was a bad idea for me to cast this lactation spell on myself first?”

“No, why?”

“Because it says here that any half witch-half mortal who uses the spell on herself also essentially gains a bit of control over any woman or girl who is currently suffering from the effects of a spell. Though the only spell they can suffer the effects from and not be affected by me is the lactation spell. It says that the smell of my pussy has subtly changed so as to cause women to become subservient to me, but only if they sallow my breast milk before I cum. But it only happens if I get sexually excited. That would explain why Libby called me mistress and got that strange look in her eyes. She was under my spell.”

“As far as I can see, that may not be a bad thing,” Salem told her. “Always nice to have a willing sex slave.”

“Hmmm, you probably should have looked more heavily for side effects, Salem.” Sabrina never even noticed he’d said anything about sex slaves. “It says right here that any bra summoned by magic will instantly vanish the moment a woman under the lactation spell starts lactating into it.”

“Oh that,” Salem chuckled. “I thought that was just a joke.”

“No you didn’t,” Sabrina said, suddenly realizing he’d deliberately left that out. “You wanted to see me braless if I zapped one in.”

“Can you blame me?” Salem asked. “Face it Sabrina, you’ve got great tits. And you’re milk tastes great.”

She wanted to give him some kind of snappy comment, but she couldn’t. He was right, after all. Even she admired her breasts, they were fantastic even without the lactation spell making them swell with milk. And she’d tasted her own breast milk, it was like an ambrosia she liked to her. There was definitely the taste of pineapple, orange, coconut, maraschino cherry, and cream all mixed together. She figured that had to be because it wasn’t natural lactation. Well, it was but it wasn’t. Her body had produced the milk, it had just been stimulated by the spell to do so.

“Salem, what did my milk taste like to you?”

“Ambrosia,” he replied dreamily. “And believe me it was way better than any I’ve ever had before.”

“You’ve tried breast milk before?” Sabrina asked, shocked.

“As you’ve pointed out, Sabrina, I wasn’t always a cat.”

“Oh right, you were probably breast feed when you were a baby. You know, Salem, I’m a little shocked you remember that.”

“I never said I remembered breast feeding when I was a child, Sabrina. I will have you know that before I was turned into a cat I had many sexual encounters. Some with pregnant women and even a few with women who had given birth. None of those who fed me their breast milk, either witch or mortal, tasted like yours. The taster was sweeter than regular milk, but nothing like yours.”

“I tried Libby’s, it tasted like fresh baked apple crisp.”

Salem looked to the bottles on the shelf. “Can I try just a little of Libby’s?”

“No, I need it for the spell.”

“Puhlease????” the cat whined, putting on his best `I’ll be good if you give me some’ voice.

Sabrina zapped in a curio cabinet with a magic lock on it and proceed to put the bottles of Libby and her milk into it along with the bottle of Libby’s cum. She then closed the cabinet and locked it, sticking her tongue out at cat.

“That’s just plain mean Sabrina,” Salem retorted, looking accusingly at the cabinet as if it was the one who’d denied him his treat and not the witch. Then he noticed Sabrina had turned back to the book.

“Sabrina, what are you doing?”

“I’m looking for another spell, something to make things a little easier. I mean, I fucked Libby so I could cast the spell on her. But I don’t want to fuck everyone just so I can cast the spell on them. Ah, here we go. Perfect, now I just have to get a few things together.”

“What are you going to do?”

Sabrina smiled impishly at the cat. She then put on her most theatrical voice.

“If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.”

“How very Shakespearean of you,” Salem said, nodding in approval. “A dream spell, most appropriate You can cast one to last for as long as the lactation spell lasts. And if you should desire more sex slaves….”

“Who ever said I wanted to cast a sex slave spell?” Sabrina interrupted.

 

“Sabrina, weren’t you listening to what I said earlier. As you explained, while you’re under the effects of the lactation spell the smell of your pussy has changed to make any woman who smells it subservient to you. But only if they drink your milk before you cum and only when you’re aroused. And only if their already suffering the effects of a previous spell. In other words, if you cast any spell that lasts for a while and then have sex with another girl you could make them your willing sex slave.”

“Ok, so basically I’ve behave myself and try not to have sex with Carol, Morgan, or Roxie.”

But deep inside Sabrina had to admit the idea of at least another sex slave kinda excited her.