Atsuko: Bare Warlock, Chapter 2
My Life as Atsuko, the Bare-Skinned Sorcerer: Episode 2
With the darkness of the night finally lifting, I stretched my limbs and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I felt refreshed and was bursting with self-confidence for the first time in my life. I jumped in the shower, washed off, then dressed for the day. As I made my way downstairs to eat my breakfast, J.P.'s voice echoed in my mind, "Morning, sunshine, you look quite comfortable this morning. So, what are we going to do today?"
"I'd like to practice using my abilities more deliberately than reactively," I thought to myself as I savored a nutritious bowl of cereal. "When I stripped naked in front of the whole school, it was a knee-jerk reaction. I want to be more in control."
"That's exactly why I blessed you with these talents," J.P. replied. "I want you to use them with freedom and grace."
I smiled at his affirmative response and concluded, "Tomorrow I'm going after the troublemaker who pulled the fire alarm. She's a cheerleader and a classmate of mine, and I'm planning to give her a taste of her own medicine by causing an embarrassing fire alarm to go off."
"Tantalizing details? You got one, Miss Mysterious?" he mused.
"Her name's Carolena Perez. She's my age and part of the cheerleading team. I want to retaliate and witness her panic when the alarm fires," I conveyed. I finished my meal, and hurried off to school, opting to follow Carolena to learn about her daily schedule. She went to all her classes as planned, but her after-school visit to the gym left me contemplating my options. My invisibility affords me the luxury of approaching her without being noticed, but spending my days stalking her wouldn't allow me to attend my classes and maintain my grades. I pondered whether I could use my abilities to be in two places at once. Instruction appeared in my thoughts, "If you're facing a quandary like this, my dear Atsuko, I have a workaround."
"Can you help me be in two places simultaneously?"
"Indeed, dear. I can conjure up a familiar that can shadow Miss Perez and keep me informed about her movements. You'll need to introduce a bit of your genetics into a small circle; just a drop of your DNA material will do the trick."
"So, does that mean I need to offer you a blood sample?"
"It's an option, although you might've guessed what else I was referring to," he teased.
"Wait... What do you mean?"
"If you'd prefer, you can utilize your saliva instead. I just wanted to pique your curiosity," he said slyly. My face blushed, as my thoughts drifted back to the exhilaration of the day before. I pondered why I couldn't experience that feeling ever again, my confidence was fleeting after a humiliating day when I discovered my body felt good for the first time. The memories of my best friend, Clarissa, flashed through my mind. I began weeping uncontrollably while I didn't understand my sexuality; it felt like a part of me was missing. J.P. appeared like an ethereal, comforting figure by my side. "It's fine. I understand how you're feeling, and you're not broken. You're perfect as you are. You simply need to find the trigger for that orgasmic experience."
My emotions ceased as I pondered upon his recent statement. I reminisced about the previous day and what had stimulated me so much. I considered Clarissa and her flushed cheeks while she was disciplined because of me using my powers. Then I pondered about Carolena; I imagined her completely unclothed and embarrassed in front of everyone, and my hand drifted towards my chest as my nipples became stimulated and hardened. I pinched my right nipple, and a moan escaped my mouth. Unintentionally, I used my magic to lock and secure my door when I took off my shirt. I manoeuvred onto my bed, and my left hand moved into my underwear, sweeping over my vagina and setting off a shiver throughout my body. My hands moved faster and harder as I touched my clitoris and inserted my fingers inside myself. Eventually, my shorts and underwear had descended my legs, and I crushed my face into my pillow as I felt myself approaching my climax to muffle my moans. As my climax occurred, my body oscillated in delight. I moaned, and as I came down in the afterglow, I gasped out, "Give me that agreement."
Without any utterances, a sheet of paper with a circle of symbols that I couldn't decipher materialised before me. I insecurely reached my hand out, still coated with my juices, and traced my fingers across the centre of the page. The symbols radiated for a short duration before the paper vanished in a small cloud of smoke. In its place was a diminutive reddish creature with a humanoid body and no discernible genitalia. Two bat-like wings and a rather long, slender tail stemmed from its back. It stared at me with eyes that seemed excessively big for its face, and it bowed to me before settling down and curling up like a cat. J.P. uttered, "Congratulations on what appeared to be a breakthrough for you mentally as well as for your new companion. It will adhere to each of your instructions and can morph its shape to match your preferences, to a specific degree. No producing significant creatures of death or anything of the sort, ha ha!"
"Is there a way to make it seem a little less...unsettling? Not that I'm not amazed by what just transpired, but the sight of it is somewhat disturbing," I inquired hesitantly. I didn't want to seem ungrateful after everything.
"Of course, what did you have in mind?"
"I don't know; when you mentioned familiar, I envisioned a witch's familiar. You know, a black cat or something, not whatever this," I gestured at the creature curled up on my bed. It merely blinked at me, completely indifferent to the slight.
"Ah yes, one cat is on its way!" Before the sentence finished, I was gazing at an adorable little tuxedo cat on my bed. "By the way, the form it was in before was an imp, which is its usual form, but as I said, this little fellow can alter its shape to suit your desires. Before you inquire any further, I should outline what your small companion can do. Whenever you're within a mile of it, you'll be able to telepathically communicate with it and see and hear what it does. Be cautious, as this will render you deaf and blind to your surroundings while you do that. Otherwise, you can dispatch it to observe Miss Perez, and it can relay any information it gathers. It can also become invisible to facilitate this, so the chances of it being spotted are negligible. As one last piece of information, you can project your powers through the companion and influence things as if you were right there. By the way, do you have a name for it? Referring to this little adorable creature with pronouns and 'the familiar' is getting wearisome."
"Hmm, I believe I'll dub him Shani, after the Hindu deity associated with karma. Seems fitting, considering he'll be assisting me with re-establishing a 'karmic balance,' as it were," I elucidated after spending a considerable period thinking over a name, feeling particularly proud of recollecting that piece of information. "Tomorrow, I'll command him to determine if Carolena has a routine for her days, and then I'll be capable of enacting my plan. I already have a conception forming about how exactly I want to secure her and how to humiliate her, but for now, I just need to endure."
During the week, I carried on with my daily routine: attending classes, completing my assignments, and studying. Each evening, I would record what Shani had witnessed and heard. Through this, I managed to create a rather accurate timetable of Carolena's life. She was always punctual in attending her lectures. On Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays, she would visit the campus gym after class to work out. Tuesdays and Thursdays, however, she would miss it for cheerleading practice. To wait for a while and ensure that her routine didn't change, I held back from executing my plan.
Eventually, Shani presented me with an intriguing detail: it seemed that Carolena had a sexual habit in the shower. This was exciting news, so I tweaked my plan and anxiously awaited the arrival of Monday. Whilst carrying on with my own activities, I had Shani track Carolena's movements, ensuring I was aware of her actions. It's a silent, undetectable presence akin to a ghost; at certain points, I would use Shani to keep my eye on her covertly. Thankfully, my lessons were simple, allowing me to tune out of them and not miss any critical information.
As Carolena's classes wound down for the day, she consistently headed to the fitness center as scheduled. I trailed behind her, ensuring I collisionally ran into her on the path to the locker rooms. She started apologizing, then her face registering horror upon recognizing me. "Hey, why is it you always harass me like some deranged stalker? You think you can just harass and mock me because of my body? You know, you're not exactly in shape either," I replied.
Carolena became visibly embarrassed but didn't get a chance to respond before realizing it was me. As she looked at me with a mix of shock and regret, I let loose a spell I had refined. It wasn't a total hypnosis, just enough to ensure she'd not detect certain aspects. "Why do you constantly abuse me? What did I do to you that you merit this cruel treatment?" I inquired. Taken aback, she faltered, her humiliation stark. She muttered an apology and dashed away, leaving me a little envious of her figure. Sporting perky C-cup breasts, a flat tummy, golden skin, and a perfectly rounded butt, I hoped my spell would take hold.
I ventured to her assigned locker, unlocked it, and cleared out its contents. I even changed into some sportswear to maintain an innocent appearance. After shuffling her belongings, including her phone and bag, into my locker, I returned to the treadmills for my own workout session. I kept tabs on Carolena's actions through Shani's perspective. On several occasions, I watched her intently with my own eyes and other times by indirectly using Shani. She adhered strictly to her predetermined schedule and headed for the showers, totally unaware of her faux pas - entering the men's locker room instead of the women's. The second phase commenced. Posing as invisible, I hid in the locker room and dispatched Shani to the men's.
Using Shani as my eyes, I observed Carolena shed her clothes and forget to retrieve a towel. She strolled insouciantly towards the showers, coincidentally stumbling into two guys making small talk in the locker room. They were utterly bewildered by the nude, curvaceous Latina parading in front of them. She was oblivious, having forgotten to close the shower door. Her tempting C-cup breasts glistened with perspiration as her light-brown nipples puckered, and she stepped into the shower. Completely unaware, she had neglected to pack her shower essentials and tried to lather her body whilst inadvertently playing with herself. The dudes in the locker room held their phones in anticipation to record her candid performance. The climax of my scheme was imminent: the moment she reached her grand finale, I sprang into action and enacted the final phase of my plan.
Sneaking into the men's restroom, I made a beeline toward the fire exit, quietly releasing the latch and hearing the alarm blare. Carolena's eyes shot open as the sound of the alarm interrupted her immersion in sexual bliss. She shrieked upon realizing she was being observed by two men. Quickly, she tried to protect her modesty as she attempted to cover herself. Immediately, wetness began to build within me, admittedly impressed by how responsive these men were without any assistance from me. Pretending to rescue her, they firmly grabbed Carolena by the arms, shouting that they had to flee to safety. This action unintentionally barred her from covering any portion of her body. I followed suit, not wanting to miss the performance.
As they stepped outside, the men released Carolena's arms, allowing her to attempt opening the door once more, desperately seeking protection from her onlookers. Understandably, a throng of people gathered around the hysterical naked woman as emergency vehicles swamped the scene in response to the set-off alarm. The sheer presence of a scared, naked girl would inevitably attract a massive audience. Gradually, they bestowed a blanket upon her and cleared the building, declaring it safe to return.
With the completion of my mission, I felt incredibly satisfied as I returned to the women's locker room. Amused by J.P.'s voice in my mind, he congratulated me, "Kudos to you, my little witch. Your casting was cunning, I'll admit. Although, I thought you'd merely activate the fire alarm while she was showering. But you took it several steps further. Of course, you're aware of the tax, yes?" This tax was my price to pay for such actions. "Yes, I remember," I muttered wearily. "So, what's the fine this time? Will you seduce all my underwear this time?"
He snickered at my acknowledgement, "Since Carolena didn't properly perform for your viewing pleasure, I'm thinking perhaps a sequel with you as the star may be required. No audience necessary, but I think you should have a shower to clean up." I couldn't help but admit that the tension between grinning at her humiliation and eagerly stroking my soaked panties was almost unbearable. The image of Carolena's body glistening with water and sweat, along with her erect nipples, only fueled my desire further. Swiftly, I obtained a towel, shed my workout clothes, wrapped the towel around my frame, and rushed to the showers. I promptly hung the towel on a nearby hook and hastened inside, turning on the water. Eager to rid myself of the remaining sweat, I lathered up and proceeded to clean myself. Rubbing my breasts reminded me of the charge I felt earlier. Unable to deny it, I hastily inserted my fingers into my vagina and rubbed its surface, fueled by the memory of Carolena's humiliation. My arousal built swiftly, culminating in an intense orgasm that left me trembling against the shower wall. A second later, I managed to regain control, dried myself, and donned my regular clothes.
Triumphant and proud of my actions, I gathered my belongings and prepared to leave, not prioritizing the fact that I had been capturing Carolena in my sights to return her belongings. It was my intention to embarrass her, not to empty her closets. Upon my return home, I made my way directly to my room and resumed satisfying myself. Preparing for my next encounter, "Tanya."
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