Story: Negima Spell

 

In the middle of all the lewd, bizarre events unfolding all around campus, Satsuki was a simple girl who liked simple things. Food, especially. Now, she wasn't just fond of food because her figure was a little meatier than the other girls in her class. She liked making it. She liked seeing others enjoy it. The purest of pleasures in life—making others happy through her hard work!

Look at her now, working away at her own little stove. Cutting up vegetables, frying some pork. Ooooh, she was super excited to see how it turned out! She was totally and completely oblivious to all of the weirdness, and besides which, only a fool would endanger her anyway. She was the sort of person that might have absolutely no special abilities to speak of—but you still didn't mess with her, because it would be your butt in a sling if you did!

"Tralalalala~" Satsuki sang to herself, happily stirring her pan.

Behind her, Asuna stood in the doorway, sweating bullets.

Her breath was heavy. Her hands trembled. She had been doing everything in her power to avoid casting the spell, but it was so hard. She could feel the magic bubbling inside her, itching to be used. And worse, the spell was cheating—it was changing her, making her want to cast it.

Her body felt wrong. She was taller. Her limbs were longer, her curves fuller. She had taken one glance at herself in a window on the way over and nearly screamed—she looked twenty years old! Her usual uniform had changed too, replaced by scandalously short cutoff jeans and a white shirt tied just below her chest, showing way too much skin. This wasn’t fair! This wasn’t right!

And now, of all things, she had stumbled upon Satsuki, of all people. She bit her lip hard, forcing herself to stay in control.

"I shouldn't..." she whispered. "I won’t... I... I have to hold back...!"

But the temptation was so strong. Especially when Satsuki turned around, completely oblivious to the crisis unfolding behind her. "Oh! Asuna-chan! You're just in time—do you want to try a taste?"

Asuna twitched violently. She means the food. She desperately told herself. SHE MEANS THE FOOD.

But the spell whispered in her ear, twisting the words, making them sound so much more enticing. The heat rising inside her wasn’t just from the stove, and she could feel her grip on reality slipping. She tried to step back, to get out of here before she did something stupid, but her legs refused to move.

"Nnnnngh...!"

And then -

"Engelwald Ranusta!"

A flash of light. A brief, tingly whoosh. Asuna blinked as the light faded... A pair of arms ha appeared behind Satsuki, enveloping her in a great big hug. It was Chizuru, wearing only her stupid apron and not a lick else.

Satsuki, still holding her spatula, blinked slowly while adjusting to the lightshow. Chizuru rested her chin on Satsuki’s shoulder and gave a satisfied sigh. "There we go~."

There was a long silence.

Asuna’s brain went completely blank. She had been fighting so hard. Resisting with all her might. Going through an ordeal. And Chizuru just... did it. Casually. Like it was no big deal.

Satsuki, still seemingly unbothered, tilted her head slightly toward the taller girl. "Oh! Good morning, Chizuru-san. Would you like to help me cook?"

Chizuru smiled, her hands still resting comfortably on Satsuki’s waist. "Oh, I think I already have."

Asuna, staring at the two of them, slowly lowered her face into her hands. Then she took a better look at Satsuki so she could see what they were dealing with. Let's see... Yep, naked apron version 2.0. Her boobs were bigger, that much was for sure. Taller, meatier thighs as well. 

"I hate this school."

"Oh? Why is that?" Satsuki tilted her head, seeming completely oblivious. "Also, is there a draft in here? It's strangely chilly."

Asuna didn't have it in her to tell her the truth. Though, it was strange... Normally there was a sense of... How to put it? Originality? Yeah, originality. Each girl that got hit was somewhat unique, but Satsuki's was pretty much a copy of what happened to Chizuru. 

"Never mind, I'm sure it's nothing!" Satsuki pumped both of her fists happily, and turned around to continue cooking like nothing was wrong. She hadn't even commented on Asuna or Chizuru's strange appearances! "You must both be hungry, would you like something to eat?"

"Sorry, I'm in the middle of -"

"Asuna!" Chizuru warned, and that tone made her gulp on the spot. "You do remember how important it is, don't you? To make sure that you're properly hydrated before any strenuous activity?"

This motherly atmosphere! It was smothering! Asuna pulled up a chair to sit down before she knew what she was doing, and... Her stomach started to rumble! Not good, not good at all! Except... Alright, think about this for a second here. This is a good chance to figure out how Satsuki was different from the others. It was obviously based on Chizuru's, but that much was a given anyway. Everyone seemed to have something about them based on whoever hit them with the spell...

In which case, there would be a divergence of some sort. For example, Chizuru seemed to be rather more overtly motherly in a variety of ways. For instance, she was cleaning up, while Satsuki was focusing on cooking. Also, whatever Satsuki was cooking smelled so good. Asuna's pussy was watering already at the -

Wait, that's not right. Why would her pussy be watering because she was hungry?

"I hope you're both hungry~" Satsuki sang, spinning around and rapidly approaching with two plates balanced on the palms of her hands. Alright then. Let's see what we have here. "I've made you both absolutely enormous sausages."

Asuna stared down at her plate. Indeed. That was an enormous sausage. A big, long, girthy slab of phallic meat, sitting on the plate in front of her. Now, maybe it was because of the spell playing havoc with her reasoning. Maybe it was because of how easy it was to turn her on.

But she wasn't wanting to bite that meat. Nope. She wanted to suck it. The cutlery was ignored. No knife required. She grabbed that sucker with both hands, stuffed it in her gob, and -

"Mmmmm~" Asuna moaned around it, thrusting it back and forth. Fuck, that tasted good. Yet she had no desire to bite. None at all. It was unnatural, as if something was influencing her decision making, but she couldn't do anything about it.

She looked towards Chizuru, who was doing much the same thing as her. Except, in her case, she'd done something that was actually super smart! She'd plopped the other end of the penis... The sausage! She meant sausage, honest! She'd plopped it right in between her big fat mommy milkers. So, obviously, Asuna had to do the same thing and - 

So, this feeling she was having wasn't regret exactly. It was in the same neighborhood, the same general region, but it didn't quite... feel the same. Like, there was a recognition that she probably shouldn't have done this, but it was far away, distant. Sort of like making a bad decision that results in a bad scrape on your arm, except instead you wound up having the time of your fucking life. Asuna didn't know the name for such an emotion. 

But it was soooo good!

"I'm glad you both like it!" Satsuki chirped. "Honestly now, seeing the two of you, it's obvious you're ignoring your sexual appetite, and that's not healthy for a young slut to do!"

What did she just... say...?

"So I made sure to cover these sausages in my super special sauce," Satsuki said, leaning over and tugging on her apron to expose her nipples. Oh, come on! Chizuru was able to do that as well! She'd doused them in her milk, had she?! "Go ahead, suck away, I'll whip you up some ice cream when you're done sucking it down to nothing. Then, the two of you can become true and proper sluts!"

This was bad! The more she sucked, the less the word 'slut' felt like an insult and more a truth about what she actually was. What she wanted to be. Ooooh, this was bad! This was very, very naughty~ No, stop that! Stop thinking like that! She had to figure out a way to escape, but... the stimulation in her mouth and her breasts was stirring up something deep inside her. Satsuki was truly the most dangerous one yet, wasn't she? Driving up their appetite with those gorgeous smells, then driving their libidos to the absolute peak...?

There had to be a weakness of some sort to this ability, right? There's always a weakness to this kind of ability, but-  Ooooh, maybe it was too late for her already? Maybe she'd already lost from the moment she'd let herself get hungry enough to put this in her mouth? A hungry slut like Asuna never stood a chance!