Julie and the Witch

Ghost 8/09

Julie stormed out the door.� She couldn�t believe what Jim had implied. She only came to this party to be polite. Her parents said dating was important and if a boy worked up the nerve to plan the date and ask her out she should at least go on one date with him. But Jim was so not �her�. He was dumb, more into computers and games then real life, and so not her boyfriend.�

�I can�t believe he�s telling everyone I�m his girlfriend.� she fumed. �She sat down in a patio chair and reached into her purse for her cell phone.� She�d call Vanessa to pick her up and take her home.� Vanessa would understand and they could commiserate about how stupid high school boys were together.� Just then someone sat down on the chair next to her. �

It was Melinda, a Hispanic student who was in Julie�s English class.�� Melinda was the quiet girl who sat in the back; struggling with a class that Julie easily earned top marks in.

�What is wrong?� Melinda asked timidly. �Are you not having a good time at my party?�

Julie was a bit taken aback, she had no idea that this party was Melinda�s, just that Jim had brought her here.� Unfortunately Julie was in a bad mood after Jim had told the world that they were �an item�.� Melinda appeared like an easy target, especially since Julie didn�t have a high opinion of anyone who couldn�t master the basics of the English language.

�No, I�m not.� Julie snapped, �Now why don�t you go back in and wait tables or something.��

Melinda, who was just being polite, was taken aback by Julie�s harsh response.�

�I�m just trying to be a good host.� Melinda said quietly, looking a little downcast.

Julie, feeling a little uncharacteristically bitchy saw what looked like Melinda�s weakness and went in for the kill.�

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�Well, you are not being a good host,� Julie scolded. �Now let me give you a piece of advice �Rosarita�: Stop trying to be something your not and just accept what you are: A Mexican Chica.� All a Mexican Chica will amount to around here is a housekeeper, working minimum wage and cleaning anything she is told to clean.�

Julie felt a little guilty for taking her anger out on this poor girl, but it really felt good.

Melinda was shocked.� But instead of bursting out in tears like Julie expected she looked up and turning to Julie said, �You don�t like Jim because you think he is too dumb for you don�t you?�

�This girl just doesn�t know when to quit does she,� Julie thought.� Then she replied

�He is to dumb for me, I�ve got a 4.0 GPA, his is like 2.0. My IQ is probably 130, which I�m sure is way higher then his or yours.�

�I may not have an IQ as high as that,� Melinda quickly responded, �but I do know how to take care of snotty bitches.� Do you know what a bruja is?�

�Bruja is Spanish for witch,� Julie sneered.

�yes, good for you,� Melinda replied, her shy downcast look replace completely with a�� confident glare. �Unfortunately for you, you happen to know one and have made her mad.�

�You! A witch,� Julie huffed, �That�s rich, you can�t even figure out simple English.� Julie then crossed her arms and turned her back to Melinda.

Melinda�s eyes narrowed to slits.� �You think you are better than me because you are smart, but you are not.� Then she leaned over and whispered in Julie�s ear, �you�re stupid.�

Julie felt a chill come over her, and turned around to face Melinda.

�No I�m not, I�m smart. I�ve got a 4.0 GPA to prove it.�

Melinda leaned back in her chair and calmly repeated, �Nope, you�re stupid.�� Then she added, �Say it.�

Julie didn�t know what to make of this, Melinda the quiet girl in the back, who got a C in English was calling her stupid, and Julie was starting to believe it.� �No� she thought, �I really am smart I get top marks, I take hard classes, the teachers love my work.� Everyone knows I�m smart.�

�I�m sma�., I�m sma�.� Julie stumbled trying desperately to get the words out.����

Melinda sat calmly watching Julie struggle.� Julie�s air of confidence was fading as a confused look came over her face.

Melinda leaned over and whispered in Julie�s ear, �Say �I�m stupid� Julie.�

Julie tried to resist but couldn�t help herself �I�m stupid.� she said with trembling lips.�

�Say it again,� Melinda ordered.

�I�m stupid,� Julie whispered as tears welled up in her blue eyes.

�Again,� Melinda said calmly.

�I�m a stupid girl,� Julie said, as the tears started to flow.

Melinda smiled a terse smile and stood up.� �That�s right, Julie is a stupid airhead, isn�t she?�

Julie was feeling very confused and frustrated, tears were flowing down her cheeks.� Something was terribly wrong, but she couldn�t stop saying what Melinda told her to say.� Somehow this girl was making her feel like an idiot and she was powerless to stop her.

�I�m a stupid airhead.� Julie whispered unable to hold back the words or the tears.

Melinda walked behind Julie and ran her fingers though Julie�s dark hair.� �A stupid airhead who needs someone else to think for her.� Melinda said.

Julie echoed the bruja�s words a little louder this time, � I�m a stupid airhead who needs someone else to think for me.�

�Julie is a silly girl who doesn�t like to think.� Melinda continued.

�Julie is a silly girl who doesn�t like to think,� Julie echoed.� The tears were still flowing, but Julie couldn�t remember what she was sad about.� Something was bothering her but it was getting hard to remember what it was.

�Jewels is a silly girl who can�t think.�

�Jewels is a silly girl who can�t think� Julie said.� She struggled to hold back the tears, but still couldn�t quite do it.� However, what ever was bothering her before didn�t seem quite as important now.� Still, Julie felt very confused.� Why was she repeating what Melinda was saying and was her name Jewels or Julie? God it was hard to think about stuff like that.

�Jewels is an airheaded bimbo with a 1.0 GPA and an IQ of 70� Melinda said as she pulled her fingers out of Jewel�s now long blond hair.

�I�m an airheaded bimbo with a 1.0 GPA and an IQ of 70� Jewel�s said, then giggled.� For some reason the word �bimbo� sounded funny to her.� The tears stopped flowing as her thoughts coalesced on the word bimbo.

Melinda then walked around to stand in front of Jewels.� She folded her arms and looked at Jewels.� The confused look on Jewels face was slowly being replaced by a vacant one.

�Jewels doesn�t need to think because she has big titties.�

�Jewels doesn�t need to think because she has big titties.�� Jewels said with a smile.� The word titties made her smile. After she said this her breasts started to swell.� Julie had a perky set of B cup breasts but Jewels tits were growing much larger.� Jewels gasped as her tits expanded to boisterous F cups.� As Jewels tits grew larger, her shirt grew smaller. Exposing her tight little waist and her now deep cleavage.� Stretched tight across her tits the word �SEXY� appeared.�� At first Jewels bra started to cut into her, but then Jewels wasn�t sure if she had remembered to wear a bra in the first place, A quick check helped Jewels remember that she must have forgotten to.� �That�s okay� she thought, �this way the boys can, like, see my nipples.� Anyone who saw the way her tits filled out her shirt and how her nipple punctuated the word �sexy� would know that boys were more than happy to do all the work for her.����

Melinda now bent down placing her hands on the armrest of the patio chair and put her face a mere inches away for jewel�s face. Jewel�s looked up at Melinda with awe and wonderment.

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�Jewels is a stupid, big-titted, bimbo cockhole who needs a man to take care of her��

�Jewels is a stupid, big titted, bimbo [giggle] cockhole who needs a man to take care of her.� Jewel giggled.�� When she finished saying that she felt a warmth and moistness between her legs that she just couldn�t ignore. Her thoughts wandered to Jim and that big lump he had in his pants a moment ago.� His cock suddenly seemed very important to her.� Jewels� panties soaked up her new moistness, the smell of sex wafted up and radiated from Jewels� panties.� For a minute Jewels worried that she might soak through the crotch of her pants, which would be embarrassing, then she realized she wasn�t wearing pants.� The long pants Julie came to the party in had grow shorter and shorter turning into a micro skirt.�

Melinda stood up and started to walk away.

�Please, don�t, like, go,� Jewels pleaded, �I�z, like, a totally dum-dum now, an� ya�know, I needz to, gawd, ummm�.know whatz to do.�

Melinda stopped and looked back at Jewels.� Jewels sat on the edge of her seat.� Her long blond hair spilled over her shoulders onto her now massive tits. Her micro skirt just barely reached her crotch, exposing Jewels� long sensual legs.� She was rubbing them together, like a cricket.� Her vacant look was replace by a look full of lust.

�What do you want to do?� Melinda asked.

�Get fucked,� Jewels responded with more crassness that either girl expected.

�Then wiggle your ass back inside, find Jim, and give him a blow job.�

�blo� job?� Jewels asked, �How I, like, do that?�

�well, first you get Jim alone, then you start by running your long fingernails up and down his cock.�

Jewels listened intently then looked at her hands with amazement as her finger nails grew a full 1-1/2 inches long.� Patterns of swirls and flowers appeared on them, and the pinkie nail on each hand became pierced with a small ring appearing on them.� Anyone who looked at Jewels hands would know it was impossible for her to do any practical work.

�Then you unbutton his pants, pull out his cock and wrap your fat lips around it.� Melinda continued.����

Jewels put a long fingernail up to her lips.� She could feel them getting fuller. Julie had always been proud of her pouty lips, and now Jewels was excited to feel them growing into fat cocksuckers. Jewels licked her now enormous lips and giggled.� Anyone who looked at Jewels would know that her lips were meant for just one thing.� Jewels placed a finger in her mouth and started to suck on it.� A wave of pleasure surprised her.

�I likez to suck.� She said to her own amazement.

�Then you suck on the cock, nibble on it, lick it, suck it down your throat.� Anything you feel like doing until he tells you to quit.� Melinda added.

Jewels thought about what Melinda said, and was suddenly surprised by a tongue stud appearing in her mouth.� She stuck her tongue out and touched the stud with her fingernails.� �Jim�ll like, totally, love the feel of that,� She thought.

��kay!� Jewels said with a little too much enthusiasm.� �Melinda sure is smart.� she thought, as she got up and started for the house.� As she walked towards the house her low heels started to get higher and higher. Not only that her ass started to swell, filling out her tiny microskirt.� Her now G-string panties did little to cover what her microskirt was never made to.�� In the few steps from the chair to the door her 1� heels had grown into 6� stilettos, and her tight toned ass had grown into a fat jiggly booty. Just before she opened the door she stopped and turned around.

�Melinda,� she asked �Iz I a slut if allz I want is to be fukd?�

�Oh you are a slut alright.� Melinda said. �Sluts like you never amount to anything, they never make any money, and they fuck anything they are told to fuck.�

�Slutz like me n�ver mount to�. mount to�.Um�� Jewels tried to repeat what Melinda had told her, she knew she should, but she couldn�t quite remember it all, especially those big words in there.� It sounded important, but Jim was right inside and the thought of something else, even more important chased, everything else out of her head.� Jewels opened the door and returned to the soon to be very exciting party.