As before, all characters are over 18 years old.
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Emily woke up the next morning, naked and tied up in the common room of the boys dorm. Her lithe brown body was stretched out, hairless, and totally uncovered. Blessedly, the room was empty. She gave a slight tug and the remnant magic of the ropes dissolved, freeing her.
Her bra and panties had been magicked away, but she found her thin green dress on the ground. She put it on. In the rush last night, it had been stretched and pulled. It sat low on her chest, threatening to flop out and expose her perky, braless boobs.
As it slipped over her hard nipples, she gave a slight gasp. The increased sexual sensitivity from last night was still there, and she felt a hot jolt run through her boobs. She stood there a moment, unwillingly reveling in the sensation.
Eventually she was able to get control of herself, but the dress continued to rub smoothly against her breasts and stomach and small, cute butt as she moved. Emily felt herself grow wet. She needed to get back to her dorm fast.
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Miraculously she made it back to her dorm without being seen. Pushing through the door to the room she shared with Dani, she stopped dead in her tracks.
Dani held a non-magical video camera and was recording...her clone! Emily had assumed the clone would disappear this morning, but much like her increased arousal, it seemed like the clone was here to stay. Damn those cards!
And...and it was not very dressed. Emily could see the exact copy of her own body, hopping and dancing around the room. It's black hair fell to mid-back and its small, perky breasts bounced with each move. It's smooth brown tummy was taut. Blessedly, it was wearing cute red boyshorts, so it wasn't completely naked.
Simultaneously, the clone and Dani caught sight of Emily.
The clone smiled with delight as she took Emily, still scantily clad. "Emily!" she burbled. "Oh this is great! How about you join us."
Before Emily could react, the clone had wrapped her arms around her and laid a hand on her butt. The effect was instantaneous. Emily lost control of herself as pleasure washed over her, radiating down from her butt to her vagina.
The clone pulled her towards the bed. Emily tried to resist, horrified by the smirk that had grown on Dani's face as she continued to film. But the pleasure was too strong, and Emily felt the strength leave her legs. She fell back-first onto the bed and the clone climbed on top, straddling her.
The clone's bare legs were draped over her hips and Emily realized that her dress had ridden up, exposing her smooth vagina to Dani and the camera. The clone's crotch, covered in the tight red boy shorts, pressed her hips onto the bed. She tried to close her legs. Looking up, she was met with a bottom view of two perky brown boobs that exactly mirrored her own.
The clone's silky black hair fell down into Emily's face as she kissed her way down Emily's neck. Emily closed her eyes reflexively, shuddering with every butterfly soft kiss.
The clone kissed her way up to Emily's sensitive ears, and Emily couldn't help but arch her back into the pleasure.
Her clone pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I know you like that, because I like that. We're going to have a lot of fun." She punctuated this by tweaking Emily's nipple through the dress. She arched a brow and raised her shoulders cutely. "You know, you really embarrassed Dani last night. The whole room saw her naked because you didn't know how to play cards. So she and I figured that we'd get a little revenge. You don't mind, do you?"
Deep beneath the pleasure, Emily was horrified and embarrassed. But she was pinned to the soft bed and her clone's soft touch evoked unbearable arousal. She moaned softly.
"We've also been thinking," said the clone from atop Emily, "that since I'll be around for a while, I'll need a name. You're Emily, but that's too formal for me." She wrinkled her nose cutely and draped a hand over Emily's dress-covered boob, which erupted in pleasure. "No, I think I'll go by Emmy. Is that okay Dani?"
Dani walked over with the camera, still recording. She walked around the identical girls, capturing the moment from all angles. "I think Emmy will be a perfect fit for you."
"Me too," smirked Emmy. She twirled a stick in her hand.
"My wand," Emily managed to choke out, through the pleasure.
"Oh, this little thing?" asked Emmy coyly. She gave it a little wave and Emily found herself tied to the bedframe with invisible ropes. She was totally stretched out. Her legs, which she'd been clenching closed, shot open, revealing her hairless pussy to the camera.
Emmy stroked the wand and bit her bottom lip. She thought for a moment and said, "How about we play a game to help you study magic." She flourished the wand and conjured a small, egg-shaped object.
"Let me explain the game," continued Emmy, the clone. She wore just a thin pair of red boy shorts and stood jauntily over Emily, wand in hand. "I'll ask you some questions about magic and, if you get them wrong," she held up the egg, "well, there are consequences. Get one wrong and it'll start to play with you. Get two wrong, and you get to reprise your little card game, for everyone to see." She let her eyes trail over the helpless Emily. "Is that okay, Dani?"
Dani smirked and continued recording. "I think that sounds lovely."
On no. Emily didn't want to play with those cards ever again. Last night had been so embarrassing!
Emmy clapped her hands together. "Wonderful! Let's get started." She placed the egg-like toy on the bed between Emily's legs.
