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A Tale of Gassy Lesbians:
The cheerleader (Amy) and the teacher (Veronica) were alone in the classroom. Amy was easily the worst student in the classroom, both in grades and behavior. She was the captain of the cheerleading squad, and part of the most insufferable group of preps in her high school's history.
They couldn't be controlled, and they had absolutely no interest in higher learning. The only reason they were getting away with it is because their parents were all very well-connected. Thus the members of the cheerleading squad could get away with anything they wanted to.
Veronica had requested that they meet after school to discuss things. She was fairly young, chubby in build, awkward-looking feature wise, with somewhat oversized glasses and a bookworm's face. She hardly seemed intimidating, with her wide eyes, fresh face, and timid manner.
The only thing that didn't go with Veronica's general manner was the noticeable muscles on her arms and legs. The anxious, perpetually nervous teacher didn't seem the type to possess that kind of strength. But then again, few people knew of her past....when Veronica was younger, she wasn't nearly as nice.
"Young lady, your behavior is inexcusable. Repeatedly you have disrupted class, and impeded the learning process. How can I teach if you keep goofing off?"
"You can't, not that it is my problem. My daddy will never allow me to get into trouble. You're just an ugly person wasting her breath, and my time. Why don't you just piss off and accept that there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop me from doing whatever the hell I want, bitch."
Amy went on, "You think you can lecture me, you stupid fuck? The only reason you're a teacher is because you were too damned ugly to become an important person, like a pop singer. You lecturing me...is like a joke, a cosmic accident. I think people like you are a mistake, all the ugly people should just be hidden away from sight."
Veronica didn't look angry; she just smiled tightly, "I see."
Veronica thought back on the past, how she had been a much more vicious person in her youth. She'd been quite the schoolyard bully, until she fell in love with another woman. Over the course of that romance she had been taught many things, including a love for teaching.
Veronica considered herself a reformed woman; she had almost completely reinvented herself. Her new persona was modeled after the woman who had used to be her girlfriend. Veronica enjoyed teaching, but right now her older self was starting to reappear.
Veronica had been having trouble restraining her old habits, such as dabbling in certain spells. Just a little hobby of hers. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
Amy suddenly heard her teacher speaking some nonsense phrases. "What the hell are you doing now? Have you suddenly forgotten how to speak English? Not surprising, you look stupid enough to forget your own language."
Veronica spoke up firmly, "I have had enough of your insolence. You will learn some respect, you stupid spoiled slut. You think you are so much better than me; it's only fitting that you should wind up degrading yourself. And I have a pretty good idea how. I'm going to make you a slave to a bodily substance you would normally not be attracted to, make you need it so much that you will do whatever I say to smell it all the time."
At that moment, Veronica let loose an extremely loud fart that echoed throughout the room.
Amy was astonished by this blatant act. She was going to tell this bitch what for once and for all. She most certainly did not have to tolerate any more of this.
Instead, Amy signed wistfully, "That smells lovely."
Amy's jaw dropped, her eyes widened. "What did I just say?" she thought. A woman just farted in front of her; she shouldn't be turned on by this! But she was....her panties had suddenly become saturated with her juices.
Veronica smiled naughtily, "Why thank you, young lady. Do you really like it? Do you want more?"
To Amy's horror, she found herself wanting to say yes. She forced her mouth not to move.
Veronica let off another, and another, and another. The spell she had cast ensured that she wouldn't run out of gas any time soon. One end of the room was flooded by the potent, gaseous substance. The cheerleader quickly moved to the other end of the room.
