As Kylie stared out at the student audience, wondering who she should change next and how, her eyes
unconsciously sought out one of the top people on her list of revenge. Laura Miller, a tall, black-haired
beauty who was also captain of the school's debate team. Believe it or not, she had dated Kyle for a short
period before cruelly revealing it was all part of a bet and dumping him publicly at the local mall's food
court. She was one of the faces of the crowd, surprisingly close to the stage actually. Her costume was a
shiny spandex super heroine affair. She had a red sleeveless top and a blue, star-spangled skirt. Her shiny
gold boots matched the gold tiara in her curled and styled hair. Wonder Gal or something like that, Kylie
mused.
"You!" she shouted, pointing a perfectly manicured nail in Laura's direction. "Laura Miller, resident heart-
breaker for your own laughs. Come here!" Without waiting for Laura to protest, to whine or flee, Kylie made a
grabbing motion and pulled. Laura yelped in surprise as she felt herself jerk forward, her stomach seeming to
precede the rest of her as her feet dashed her through the crowd and up to the stage. She looked nervously at
Jen and Tom who were once again pleasuring themselves to their own reflections.
"Jennifer," she hissed, intending to tell the head cheerleader to stop but upon hearing her own name Jen
crashed into another orgasm, sinking to her knees but never looking away from her lust-clouded eyes staring
back at her.
Kylie made a tutting sound that drew Laura's attention back to the witch. She steeled herself and tried not to
look as nervous as she felt. "Yeah, what?" she said.
"Oh don't worry, dear. I quite like your style, how you play with men's feelings, making them think they
actually have a shot with them before laughing in your face." Kylie tried to sound sincere, and seemed to be
doing a good enough job of keeping the bitter hatred out of her voice. As Kyle, she had really felt that maybe
Laura had seen him as the smart, good-natured student he was and was actually attracted to him. Alas. "So,"
Kylie continued, "I'm not going to change you. No, I'm going to give that honor to you."
Duplicating the mirror trick, Kylie ran her hand across the stage and produced a second mirror. When Laura
looked back at Jen and Tom, who had somehow intertwined themselves, Tom thrusting into Jen's tight pussy but
staring only at his heaving, muscled chest and Jen's eyes locked on her throbbing, erect nipples, Kylie
laughed. "I said I wouldn't change you," she repeated. "Now, look here. Here is who you will change."
Laura reluctantly turned her head forward and looked into the second mirror. For a moment, she thought she saw
a reflection of herself, shiny Wonder Gal costume and dark black hair and all, but then she felt dizzy. No,
that was someone else dressed as Wonder Gal, someone she didn't know. Privately, she felt a small thrill of
pleasure at the idea of changing someone else and escaping unscathed herself.
"You see your target there in the mirror. All you have to do is say what you want to happen to her and it
will. And don't get me wrong, Laura. You have to say something. You can't escape this wonderful privilege I've
given you," Kylie said sweetly.
As Laura studied the unknown girl before her, considering what to do, the audience behind her saw the truth of
the matter. She had thought right the first time. Laura was staring at her own reflection in the mirror, about
to describe the changes that would happen to herself, without even realizing.
Kylie's eyes danced with mirth. A simple twist of Laura's mind had her failing to recognize herself and a
boost to her arousal with the thought of causing changes meant that she wouldn't just stop at one. The witch
waited eagerly to see what Laura would say.