"So, thank God for this diary, or I'd really be Mary Redding, mind andbody and soul. (Hey, if there's magic, might as well believe in souls,too, I fi...ure.) "God DAMN it Ian. I didn't want to be a girl." I know. And I'm... I'm sorry. But there's really no going back."I looked at him, stunned. I was STUCK like this? A girl, forever? Icould actually feel tears starting to form in my eyes. It took realeffort to blink them back.Ian saw. He stepped forward, arm raised a little, then. I wanted to touch every part of her at once. God, I even wanted to talk to her. I would not have that class again for two days and my chances of seeing her on campus was not good considering the size of the school and the population size. I then considered how I would use my powers on her. Should I just fuck her, make her act out a scenario, fuck another girl with me, or just watch me fuck someone else. I instantly began to get a hard on as I remembered her watching me fuck my professor. God,. ..yet." I start raising my hand up, massaging the skin of her thighs through the silk fabric of the dress. It's oddly soothing and she tries to just enjoy the moment. She rests her head on my shoulder and I squeeze her thigh hard. She let's out a soft yelp of pain " ooww " and turns around to look at me. I refuse to look at her, just rubbing her thigh, moving higher and higher. She clasps her legs together, realizing what I'll do. I look at her with a fire in my eyes. " Spread your legs " I. I wasn’t wrong. Sarah’s eyes suddenly snapped open, her muscles visibly tightened, and her mouth formed a protracted and loud cry of “Fuuuuuuuuuuck!”. A shudder ran through her body, and she slumped forwards onto the tiles, her shoulders heaving, and her shapely rear slowly subsiding beneath the waters of the spa. I don’t know if it was a result of the close proximity of such a gloriously sexual sight as the aftermath of Sarah’s orgasm, or the heat of the sauna, but I was beginning to feel.