Chapter 3

Showered, shaved, teeth brushed, the two girls again donned their capes and languidly walked to their room, arm in arm. Entering their room, Court put their shower kits into the closet and pulled out the soft black silk scarf and handed it to Melly.

“Thank you, my love,” Melly cooed, looping the scarf around the back of her neck.

She brought the scarf down, over her dark purplish areolae and hard nipples, down to her crotch. Bringing the silky fabric between her legs, Melly then looped the two ends back, across her buttocks, then brought the ends around in front again, looping over her hips. She knotted the scarf in front, just over her pubic mound. Pulling on her thigh high black patent leather boots, Melly was ready to leave their room. Her last act was to tuck the wand into the front of her right boot, the star peeking out of the top of the shiny leather boot’s cuff.

She paused for a moment, watching as Court knotted her own pristine white scarf in front, then worked her thigh high virginal white stockings up her sleek legs. Court’s last act before grabbing her white back pack was to buckle her white patent leather Mary Janes on her small feet.

The five inch heels of Melly’s boots and the flat soles of Court’s shoes put Melly at a slight height advantage over the blonde witch. Melly used the height advantage to pin Court against their door as she kissed her friend and lover.

“Come on; Miss Patterson said they was going have pumpkin fritters; remember? It’s Halloween!” Court said even as her hands reached up to fondle Melly’s large breasts.

“Again, the two held hands as they walked from dormitory to the cafeteria. Their odd outfits did garner them much attention but they were oblivious to their surroundings.

“Told y’all,” a grandmotherly woman smiled when Court and Melly pushed their trays along the metal railing. “Pumpkin fritters!”

“Miss Patterson, you’re the best,” Court smiled, causing the woman to laugh happily.

A few minutes after Melly and Court sat to eat, Kelly Bernard made her appearance. Conversation stopped at some tables. Gasps and squeals arose from other tables. Soon a loud hubbub ensued as students, faculty, and staff looked at the girl’s hideous appearance.

“Oh no, you ain’t sitting here,” Paula Cole, Kelli’s best friend shrilly demanded when Kelli carried her tray toward the table. “Shit girl, I ain’t even trying eat looking at you like that!”

Melly and Court watched as person after person ordered the now sobbing girl away from their table.

“Kelli, come sit with us,” Melly magnanimously offered.

“God damn you; I, I hate you,” Kelli sobbed as she threw her uneaten breakfast into a garbage can.

“Well! I never!” Court dramatically gasped.

“Oh, I bet you have,” Melly said, picking up her tray. “See you later.”

“Lunch?” Court asked.

“I wish. I, I need to go to the costume shop and let them know I can’t find my costume,” Melly said. “Wonder how much they’re going to charge me for that.”

“The one you wore last night? You look under our bed?” Court asked.

“Court, I looked all over; I even looked behind the dresser,” Melly said, bending over and pressing her lips to Court’s lips.

After her mid-morning On-Line Journalism class, Melly walked rapidly to 217 Burke Street. If she was lucky, she’d make it back to campus in time to have lunch with Court.

“I…what?” Melly asked, looking at the overgrown vacant lot.

There was no costume shop, or nail salon or adult bookstore. There were only tall weeds and some rotting tires and a rusted abandoned dryer. Pulling her cell phone from her black back pack, Melly could not find any listing for the costume shop she’d visited the previous evening.

“Huh!” Melly said, looking up and down the fairly deserted street.

“Huh!” Melly said again and returned to the campus.

“Well?” Court asked as Melly slid into the seat next to Court, tray in hand.

“Not there. I, I couldn’t even find it on line,” Melly said. “And, looking at my bank? There was nothing from Costumez4U or Nailz4U.”

“You sure? What was the name of it again?” Court asked, pulling her own cell phone from her white back pack.

“Please, please, you, you have to change me back,” Kelli begged, tears streaming from her reddened eyes.

“You, wow, you are really looking bad,” Court said, looking up from her cell phone.

“Kelli, we told you what to do,” Melly said.

“I’m sorry! All right? I’m sorry I made fun of y’all,” Kelli screamed.

“Was that a sincere apology? Or, are you just sorry you’re suffering the consequences of your attitude?” Melly asked.

“What class you got next?” Court asked as Kelli ran, sobbing from the cafeteria.

“Organic Chemistry,” Melly said. “We just finished chapter six and you know Professor St. Charles loves to give pop quizzes whenever we finish a chapter.”

Melly’s hand travelled up Court’s thigh to the top of Court’s stocking. Her fingers trailed along the small patch of exposed flesh. She even brushed a fingertip along Court’s crotch before returning her hand to the top of Court’s stocking.

“Or I’d suggest going back to our room for a little…” Melly admitted.

“Keep doing that and I won’t give you a choice,” Court moaned.

“Oh? Is my happy little witch feeling a little naughty?” Melly teased, again chancing a brush of Court’s crotch with her fingertips.

“Bitch!” Court hissed, shuddering in pleasure.

“Witch. I’ll see you at two, okay?” Melly whispered.

“Hey,” Paula Lacombe, their hostess from the Alpha Zeta Rho party said, taking a seat across from the two witches.

“Hey!” both Melly and Court smiled warmly.

“I uh, I just saw Kelli? Kelli Bernard? She said you two have something to do with how bad she looks?” Paula asked, taking a bite of her cheese enchilada.

“That is all on her,” Melly defended.

Hmm. Oh! Oh, you remember that clock?” Paula mused, swallowing her bite.

“Clock?” Court asked.

“Yes, yes, the grandfather clock?” Paula prompted.

“Clock?” Melly asked.

“The clock. The big grandfather clock in our front parlor?” Paula clarified.

“Huh? Oh, oh yeah; it’s right there by the kitchen?” Melly said.

“Uh huh. The one everyone was saying wasn’t working?” Paula continued. “Well guess what? It’s dead. I mean deader than dead. We can’t even get the stupid pendulum to work now.”

“Oh, Court said, wondering what significance this clock might have.

“Want us to…” Melly offered, producing her wand.

“What? You’re going to fix it? With that?” Paula laughed. “I know you two are super-smart but…”

“Don’t!” Court hurriedly said, putting a warning hand on Melly’s hand.

“What?” Melly asked, looking at Court.

“After,” Court said.

“Okay,” Melly said, tucking the wand into her boot again.

After her Organic Chemistry class, Melly made her way to her dorm room. Entering the room, she saw Court lying nude on her cot, waiting for melly. Court’s light pink areolae were constricted tightly and her nipples were rock hard. When she lay back and spread her legs, Melly could see Court’s inner lips, pale pink and puffy with Court’s excitement.

Melly shrugged out of her cape and unknotted the scarf. The single scrap of cloth was easily removed and thrown onto Melly’s abandoned cot. Nude except for her thigh high boots, Melly approached the bed. Court spread her legs wider as Melly lay down on top of Court.

Their lips came together. Their heavy breasts pressed together, hard nipples rasping against hard nipples. Melly’s tongue entered Court’s gasping mouth.

“I love you, Melly,” Court whispered when their kiss ended.

“I love, I love you too,” Melly gasped, rubbing her crotch against Court’s crotch. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Wiggling down, Melly grasped one of Court’s nipples in her mouth. Her fingers tugged at the other nipple. Court groaned as both nipples were being stimulated.

“Bite, augh, yes, bite them,” Court invited.

Melly tugged the left nipple with her fingers and used her teeth to tug on Court’s right nipple. Court shuddered, fighting back her squeal of pleasure.

Melly switched to the other nipple and again tugged one nipple while biting down on the other nipple. She then gave Court’s left breast a large passion mark just underneath the pale areole.

“Don’t!” Court giggled, trying to wipe away the reddened mark.

“Marking you as mine,” Melly laughed and kissed Court’s pouting lips before wiggling down to kiss and gnaw along Court’s belly.

“Melly, Baby, everyone knows I’m yours,” Court cooed then gasped out as Melly blew warm breath across Court’s puffy lips.

Using her fingers to open Court’s pale pink inner lips, Melly directed a stream of her breath at Court’s fat clitoris. Court bucked and shuddered. She gasped out when Melly’s dark purplish tongue flicked out and lapped from the bottom of Court’s crease upward. Court grabbed a pillow and put it over her face when Melly sucked Court’s fat clitoris into her mouth. Melly held the nub between her black painted lips and gave the nub a ‘brrp!’

“Ack! I, oh dear Heavens!” Court’s muffled shriek of orgasm could be heard inside the cramped room.

The taste of her lover’s essences was overwhelming. Melly lapped almost feverishly to capture Court’s juices as they drooled from Court’s wet sex. When Court no longer shook from orgasm, Melly again captured the nub between her lips and thrust three fingers deep into Court’s sex. Again, the pillow could not fully mute Court’s scream of pleasure.

“Please, please Melly, no, no more,” Court wheezed, gently pushing Melly’s mouth away from her crotch.

Melly crawled forward, softly kissing Court’s flesh as she travelled upward. Reaching Court’s lips again, Melly placed a heated kiss on Court’s pale lips.

Rolling over, Melly prepared to have Court crawl on top of her. Just as the two lovers kissed, there was a hurried knock on their door.

Pulling her black cape about her shoulders, Melly frowned when a second, more insistent knock sounded.

“Please, please, you, you have to do something,” Kelli Bernard sobbed, entering the room. “I, I can’t, there’s no way I can go on like this.”

“Kelli, you were told what you need to do,” Court said, pulling her sparkling white cape about her shoulders.

“I, I got a thirty on my Algebra test,” Kelli sobbed, hiccoughing now.

“What? And how, how is that our fault?” Melly asked.

“Yeah, I just changed your outsides; you’re just as smart as ever inside,” Court agreed.

“I, in the past, I, I was able to get a better grade by…by…you know, by um,” Kelli confessed and pantomimed performing oral sex.

“Ooooh!” Melly said, recognition dawning.

“But the way I look? Dr. Barnes said wasn’t no way he’d even risk…” Kelli sobbed. “And if I fail Algebra, I can kiss my scholarship goodbye.”

“Go get your notebook and your test, go get all your tests,” Melly ordered.

“Why? You, you going use your magic on them?” Kelli asked hopefully.

“No,” Melly laughed. “No. We’re going to go over them, see what you’re missing.”

By suppertime, Kelli was beginning to grasp Algebra. Flinging her cape aside, Melly rewrapped her single scarf around herself. Court did the same, smirking as Kelli blushed a hundred shades of red while the two women dressed right in front of her.

“Cafeteria’s sign said chicken pot pie,” Melly remembered as the trio left the dorm room.

“Ew, that’s right,” Court said.

“Wedges?” Melly suggested, naming a restaurant that was famous for their deep fried sandwiches.

“Frankly Franks?” Court countered.

“Go get your purse,” Melly ordered Kelli.

“I, Melly, I, there’s no way! Bad enough I look like this in class,” Kelli panicked.

“Whenever you are inside, the cloak of darkness shall help you hide,” Melly said and flicked the wand at Kelli.

“What is that black stuff anyway,” Court asked as Kelli became translucent.

“Court. Really? What makes you think I would know?” Melly asked as she tucked the wand into the top of her right boot.

“It’s your wand,” Court answered as she and Melly used the electronic kiosk to sign themselves out.

“Where y’all going?” Stephanie, the dorm monitor on duty asked, openly ogling Court and Melly.

“Franks,” Melly shrugged, causing her large breasts to jostle.

Stephanie squealed when she heard Kelli announce, “Okay! I’m ready; let’s go.”

“Damn! Melly, that, that was really good!” Stephanie giggled. “You sounded just like that little ‘Miss My Shit Don’t Stink’ bitch Kelli.”

Melly slapped her hand over Kelli’s mouth before Kelli could respond. Hurriedly, she and Court hustled to the stairwell, dragging Kelli with them.

“You heard her?” Kelli squealed when the door closed.

“Yes, and more importantly, you heard her,” Court said.

“What you mean?” Kelli snarled bitterly.

“You heard her. You heard what people think when you’re not around,” Melly said as they traipsed the stairs.

Stepping out into the Arkansas Autumn air, Kelli became visible again. One young man walked into a lamp post as he openly stared, horrified at Kelli’s appearance. Before Kelli could bolt for the safety of the dormitory, Melly grabbed the girl’s raw, blistered hand.

“I, I can’t believe,” Kelli sobbed as they traversed the five blocks from campus to the small strip mall.

“Ooh, you, they just opened that,” Court said, pointing to a Becky’s Brownies store next to the gourmet hot dog restaurant.

“Oh wow!” Melly agreed, opening the door of Frankly Franks.

“Oh thank God,” Kelli sighed when she again faded from view.

“Two, no, no, one, one original, with everything. Small fries, and mm, sugar-free iced tea,” Court ordered.

“The Italian please,” Melly said. And a…”

Melly nudged Kelli and Kelli ordered, “Campfire and cheese sticks and a coke.”

“Get in,” Melly hissed, shoving Kelli into a booth. “Last thing we need is for Big Eyes to see a hot dog floating in the air.”

“Big eyes is right; think he’d never seen a girl before,” Court griped, pulling her cape around herself a little tighter.

“Court, really? We’re just about naked,” Melly smiled. “Of course he’s going to look.”

“Look yes, Stare? No,” Court said. “Give me your wand.”

“No, Court, leave him alone,” Melly said.

Becky’s Brownies was good. They were just a little too proud of their selection of the thick and warm and gooey treats, but Melly was sure she and Court would be back for the overpriced treats.

“Thank you,” Kelli mumbled as they walked back to the campus.

“Welcome,” Melly said.

“Home again, home again,” Court quipped as they entered the squat dormitory building.

“Aw!” Kelli whined when she discovered her cloak of darkness had faded away.

“Kelli, any idea how dangerous that really could be?” Melly asked, following Court’s luscious buttocks up the stairs.

“People would be running all over you,” Court chimed in.

“I uh, Kelli, you signed out?” Stephanie asked, surprised to see the hideous girl with the two beautiful witches.