CHAPTER 3 - A Troll and Trouble.
Effy had decided tonight was a good time to execute her plan, Isha and Amy were off to the village for a drink. She had managed to get out of it with a few excuses about homework, and they had accepted it as Effy's usual bookish self, also, they were all taking exams this year so knew Effy would be even more focused.
"Not that anyone cares," she said to her magical pet cock staring up out of her from her bag, "at least I've got you and the book." She could see the book just beyond the cock, the light glinting off the gold amulet on the cover, she stared at it longingly, she just didn't have enough hours in the day, what with all the homework, to explore the book fully. It had been days since her last experience in her sex room, and she was horny as fuck.
Effy checked around her as she entered the school's kitchen, pulling her knee length socks up nervously. She looked around, the kitchen still busy serving all the students their lunch. The lunch staff were not sorcerers and just thought they were working in a normal college.
"Can I help you miss?" a young man asked from across the kitchen, making Effy jump a little, his eyes scanned over her body making her feel wanted.
"Hello," she said, "yes, I hope you can, I'm after some whole chickens for an experiment."
"Okay, no problem," he said, eager to help and rushing to the fridge. "How many would you like?"
"Six please," she replied, trying to sound casual.
"Six!" the man exclaimed, turning and narrowing his eyes, staring at Effy suspiciously.
"Yes please," she said, "it's important for my exams, I'd be very grateful."
The young man looked at her some more, then across the kitchen, making sure no one was watching, and then turned, he stuck 6 chickens into a bag and then put them on the table.
"Thank you so much," Effy said. The man watched her leave, a slightly puzzled look on his face. Effy felt bad about lying but she desperately needed these chickens if she was to get the vital ingredient for her next spell, and it would definitely be worth all the trouble.
Just thinking about the spell brought back the now familiar ache between her legs, her juices already stirring, it took all her willpower not to run her hand up her skirt between her legs, that thought made things worse and she involuntarily pressed her hand against her skirt, pushing the fabric against the ache, her hand squeezed into her crotch as she walked. She had a lesson in twenty minutes, and knew right now she would never make it through like this.
"What the fuck?" she said quietly, mumbling to herself, what was wrong with her, she thought, she was getting hornier by the day, each sexual endeavour was getting more explicit, her need for satisfaction pushing her limits, and she was loving every minute. Deep down she knew it was the book, it had all started when she stumbled across it in the library and it had escalated with each spell.
She wasn't hurting anyone though, right, she pondered, she was 18 and had every right to start exploring her sexuality and desires.
"But are they yours?" she whispered, again to herself, then wondered where that had come from. She lost her train of thought at that moment, not realising her hand had been working slowly on her pussy through her skirt and pants. She flushed red, looking down the corridor and sighing in relief to see it was empty, luckily not many people wandered these corridors.
She needed somewhere with privacy quickly, saw a door to her right and hurriedly pulled it open, she looked inside to check it was empty and entered, closing the door behind her.
She was in a small closet, only empty shelves lined the walls, one of the college's many rooms, the college too vast for every room to have a purpose. Effy turned, leaned her pert bottom against one of the shelves and spread her legs slightly, she brushed her long brown hair out of her eyes, whilst lifting her pleated plaid skirt with the other. She pushed her hand into her white panties, groaned then moved the crotch aside, covered her fingers with her juices between her pussy lips, moaning with pleasure as the digits entered her, and then got straight to work on her clit.
She knew she had to be quick, she had lessons in twenty minutes and it was a long walk across the school. She worked her fingers feverishly, her juices soaking into her crotch. She noticed the cock's head sticking out the top of the bag, it's head hard and eager.
"Not enough time for you," Effy said to it, she let out another groan as her fingers worked her towards what she so desperately needed.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned gently, the crotch of her pants bulging and moving with the fingers inside them. Effy moved her other hand round to her ass, squeezing the pert cheeks and then pushing a finger against her asshole, the tip pushing the fabric against it, her tight hole opening slightly.
The pressure on her asshole was the tipping point, her orgasm took hold and she squealed in pleasure, her juices flooding her cunt as it spasmed.
"Oh god," she groaned, stopping rubbing and clutching her contracting pussy, her engorged lips warm and wet in her hands. She stood trembling and groaning, her finger still caressing her anus as the desperation to cum was replaced by contentment, the warm relief of her orgasm satisfying her itch.
Effy pulled her hand out of her panties, lifted her skirt and looked at her drenched crotch.
"What a mess," she grumbled, then remembered she had to get to her lesson. She quickly straightened herself out and hurried to her next class.
She stumbled through the door to Biology five minutes late, everybody in the class turning and looking at her, amazed that Effy Greene was late for a class.
"Sorry ma'am," Effy said, looking over at their teacher.
"Nice of you to join us Miss Greene," said Mrs Calvary, looking stern as usual. "As I've never known you to be late for a class before I'll assume it's an important reason. Now sit down and open your book to page 34, read the text."
Effy sat and grabbed her textbook, opening it to the right page.
"Are you okay?" whispered Amy, "I've never known you to be late for a class." Her face screwed up, and she sniffed.
"Yeah I'm fine," Effy quietly answered, worried Amy could smell her adventure in the closet. She could feel how wet she still was.
"Okay we were just worried about you," Amy said. She looked concerned at Effy. She could smell something but couldn't quite work out what it was, musky and strangely appealing, she had an idea but surely someone as good as Effy wouldn't wank off during college hours.
"Honestly I'm okay," said Effy, for some reason her concern was angering her, she had never been late before, what was the big deal. She managed to hold it in, she was quick to rile these days. "Just studying things to deal with," she added.
"Oh okay," Amy said, not sure what to say and showing a new enthusiasm to her text book.
Isha opposite smiled at Effy, giving her a smile, her heart fluttered, a warmth spreading again between her legs. Oh shit, she thought, where did that come from. She definitely needed the ingredients to her spell tonight, her libido was getting out of control, she definitely needed a way to satisfy her needs.
Later that evening Effy finally found herself alone in the dorm, she jumped off her bed and quickly got changed, peeling off her school uniform and pulling on her black leggings over her slender legs and boney hips, she pulled on a dark blue hoodie and her trainers. She put on her rucksack, stuffed with the chickens, the book, and a large empty lunchbox. It was a good job she was a sorcerer as a quick spell made the bag bigger inside.
