La Blue Sabrina in The Vanity Mirror humor,f/f, mild dom, hentai style)


	Sabrina heard the school bell ring as she pushed open the huge
double doors at the front entrance to her high school.  She sprinted
down the empty hallway as fast as her little legs would carry her.
There was no sound but that of her block heeled shoes smacking against
the floor.  
	She dreaded walking into class late though she's done it too
many times this year.  She hated the eyes on her, laughing to
themselves.  Worse yet, her nemesis Libby, perennial prom queen and
head cheerleader, would be the first person she saw as she walked in.
Libby always had an evil comment to make.
	Still worse was the fact that this was her fifth time being
late to this class.  That meant she would have to serve detention.  If
Sabrina could sneak in, perhaps she could avoid the punishment.
	Breathing heavily, trying to quiet herself, she gently pushed
the door open.  The teacher had his back to the class, scraping the
chalk on the blackboard.  Most of the students were hardly paying any
attention, some catching up on their sleep. There was an empty seat
behind . . . Libby.	Quickly Sabrina made her move toward the seat,
trying not to make any noise as she slid her round bottom into the
chair.
	Libby turned around to face her.  Libby, with her long, jet
black hair and deep brown eyes, glared at her blonde, blue-eyed
classmate.  Sabrina grinned sheepishly, trying to look friendly and
helpless.  Libby smiled, bright yet fake.  "Good morning, Sabrina!"
she said in a booming, high-pitched voice.
	The entire class turned around.  The teacher stopped his
scribbling.
	"Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt," Libby said, smiling
beatifically.  She turned to face Sabrina again.  "Morning,
freakazoid," she said quietly.
	The teacher looked over his glasses at Sabrina, made a little
note, and continued teaching.  Sabrina slumped down in her seat as she
heard Libby giggle.
	Sabrina's on-again, off-again boyfriend Harvey met her outside
class.  Right now they were off.  He was a tall, fairly well built guy
with boyish Midwestern good looks but by no means the school stud.  
	"Man, I can't believe you've got detention again," Harvey
said. "I guess we won't be hanging out after school."
	"Argh!  I hate Libby!  Sometimes I want to turn her into a
frog."
	"A frog?"
	"Oh, nothing.  So, what's going on with you this weekend?"
Sabrina said.
	"I dunno."  He scratched his head.  "I might hang out with the
guys, you know, guy stuff."
	"Oh.  No hot date planned?" She asked, joking.
	"Well, actually . . . you know, er, the cheerleaders are
having their party for the football players this weekend."
	Sabrina rolled her eyes.  "How could I not know?  They
advertise it more than Coke."
	"Heh-heh," Harvey said.  "Well, you know, Rock, the starting
quarterback might not be able to go because he's got a recruiting
visit at State U.  And, well, he was going with Libby . . ."
	"Libby asked YOU to the party?"
	"Well, kinda.  In case her second choice doesn't show up."
	"So you're going to wait around until something happens to
him?  I suppose you'd like me to break his kneecaps for you!  I don't
believe you!"  Sabrina's pale skin was turning rose red at the cheeks.
	"Come on, Sabrina.  It's not like we're dating or anything.
And, well, Libby's . . . hot.  I mean, when's a guy like me gonna. . .
.  Hey, you're as pretty as she is, but she's . . ."
	"I think you should quit while you're behind, Harvey."  She
made an actress's turn and stomped away.
	"Sabrina!"

	Friday night, Sabrina was home alone.  Her two Aunts that
she's lived with since her mother died were out in the witch world
having a hot witch time with two studley warlocks.  All she had for
company was Salem the cat, who was actually an uncle that had been
transformed into a cat for trying to take over the world with his
warlock powers.
	Sabrina and Salem sat on the couch in the den watching unfunny
sitcoms on ABC, sharing some microwave popcorn.  Well, perhaps not
exactly sharing.
	"Salem!  Leave some for me, you greedy little shit.  You've
got cat hair all over everything."
	"I'm sorry," he said in between slurps, "It's just sooo good."
	"You have it all.  It's only going to make me fat anyway."
	"Sabrina, take it from me.  I may be a cat but  I know a
gorgeous woman when I see one.  You aren't at all fat.  You are one
hot seventeen year-old girl."
	She stroked his ebony fur.  "That's sweet of you to say,
Salem."
	"You know what you need?  The magic mirror."
	"You know what my aunts say about that thing.  It brings
nothing but trouble."
	"Hey, they're gone," Salem said.  "What good is a thing like
that if you don't use it?  Anyway, they'll be gone for hours.  Now's
your chance!"
	She grinned her cute grin, her soft cheeks rounding out.  "You
know, you're right!"
	Sabrina leapt from the couch and clicked off the television.
She patted Salem's head and ran upstairs.
	"Hey, I was watching that!"

	Sabrina pulled the full length, gold bordered mirror out of
the hall closet and set it up against her door in her room.  She stood
in front of it in her white T-shirt that fell just to the top of her
bare hips.  She examined her body, sliding her hands over her upper
thighs, lifting up her shirt a bit.  She thought she looked a little
soft there, but she admired her own curves.  She turned around and
revealed her ass to the mirror, which began to glow, signifying its
approval. She ran her hands over the full round cheeks, over the
smooth skin.
	She began to pose cheesecake style, like the stars of old
movies she'd seen pictures of; like Marilyn Monroe; placing one leg
out, pointing her toes, showing off her tone.  The mirror began to
glow more.
	"Not bad for a short freak, eh, Libby!" she said.
	The young witch turned face front to the mirror, smiling,
having fun.  She pulled off her shirt and flung it on the bed.  She
thrust her chest into the air, her pale nipples pointing skyward.  The
glow from the mirror dimmed a bit, but Sabrina barely noticed.  
	She commanded the mirror to show her reflection in various
outfits, some provocative, some fashionable.  She approved of every
result.
	"I am one hot seventeen year old."  
	She wanted to see just how hot she really was.  "Mirror,
mirror, take a try.  Who's the phattest chick at Jefferson High?"
	The mirror began to emit a blue light into Sabrina's room.
When the light was gone, Libby's reflection was in the mirror.  She
was at the cheerleader's party surrounded by several horny football
players, her ample chest thrust into the air as she smiled from the
attention.
	"Libby!  Libby?  Damn!" Sabrina said.  "I've totally, totally
had it with that bitch.  She even ruins my fantasies!  I'm going to
teach that tramp a little lesson."
	Sabrina pointed at the reflection of her tormentor and a beam
of sparkles shot out of her finger.  The beam floated over to
Sabrina's bed, where Libby appeared wearing nothing but white knee
socks and a leather, metal-studded choker around her neck.
	"What the hell am I doing here?"  She saw Sabrina standing at
the foot of the bed with a snide grin on her face.  "You stay away
from me you little freak.  What . . . where are my clothes?"
	"You wont need clothing for a while, Libby."  Sabrina snapped
her fingers and suddenly she was attired in a white leather bustier
and white thigh-high stockings.  Her white platform boots made her
instantly six inches taller.
	"You've been making my life hell ever since I started high
school.  For what?  I've never done anything to you.  I've had enough
of it.  You are now going to learn your lesson."
	Libby jumped off the bed and tried to run for the door, naked
tits bouncing, but she felt an inexplicable urge to be next to
Sabrina.
	"Uh-uh-uhhh!  Not so fast young lady.  Get over here," Sabrina
said.
	Libby walked over to the mirror.  She was a little scared and
nervous.  She looked at herself nude, and that calmed her.
	"All right.  Tell this mirror who's the hottest," Sabrina
said.  The mirror emitted a glowing green light.
	"Well, duh.  It's me, stup . . . ow!"
	Sabrina whacked her gently with a whip.  "Tell it!"  She said.
	The longer Libby looked in the mirror at Sabrina's reflection,
the more excited she felt.  She looked at Sabrina's gleeful smile and
bright blue eyes, her creamy white breasts spilling out of the tight
leather.  Libby inhaled the sweet floral perfume Sabrina wore.  She
began to feel a growing warmth between her legs.  She became
embarrassed.
	"You are . . . kind of  . . .  sexy  . . .  in that outfit,"
Libby said almost in a whisper.
	"What was that?"
	"You're kind of sexy," Libby repeated a little louder.
	Sabrina gave Libby a mild tap on her smooth flat rear.
	"You're turning me on, Sabrina, damn!"
	"That's better."
	"Please stop hitting me with that."
	"Why?"
	"Because, I'll be good, okay?  Just don't hit me, please?"
	"You'll be nice to me?  At school?"
	"Yes."
	"How nice?"
	"I don't know."
	"Kiss me.  That would be nice."
	Libby was shocked.  The thought revolted her.  I'm not kissing
this little freak, she thought.  Then she looked down at Sabrina, who
was smiling as if she were high on something.  Libby felt herself
getting wet.
	Sabrina reached out and stroked Libby's dark hair, her lightly
tanned skin, her long neck.  "What are you, scared?  Do it."  She
rubbed the whip over Libby's dark public hair.  "Your nipples are
hard, Libby.  You like me don't you?  You want me."
	Libby grabbed Sabrina's head with both hands and pressed her
mouth to Sabrina's.  Their tongues met, swirling around in each
other's mouth.  Libby was moaning now, grabbing at Sabrina's tits,
gently squeezing the nipples.  Sabrina pushed Libby away.
	"That was okay."  She walked away and stood near the bed.
Sabrina ripped off the boots and the bustier and sat in the bed with
her head against the wall.  "But now it's time for you to be really
nice to me."
	With a gesture, Libby was elevated from where she was
standing.  Sabrina smiled and motioned for Libby to come to her.
Libby floated over the bed and landed with her head in between
Sabrina's thighs.
	"Be nice to me, Libby."
	"What . . . what do you want?  You don't mean?"
	"Eat my pussy you bitch!  Eat it!"  She forced Libby's head in
between her legs.
	Libby was at eye level with Sabrina's sparse blonde pubic
hair.  She could smell the salty-sweet odor.  Gingerly she stuck her
tongue out, running it around the outer lips.
	"I've got Libby, Libby, Libby, on my labia, labia, labia!"
Sabrina chuckled malevolently.
	Libby looked up at Sabrina.  "Don't stop," Sabrina said.
	Libby kept licking.  At first she wanted to move away, but the
more she licked, the more she liked.  Sabrina was getting very wet,
Libby noticed.  She tasted Sabrina's insides; her juice was
intoxicating.  Libby found Sabrina's clit and concentrated her licking
there.
	"God yes, Libby, do it," she moaned.
	Libby felt as if she was no longer in control of her tongue;
it was moving all over the place, going faster and faster over
Sabrina's clit.  Her body jerked and shook a little.  
	Sabrina held her nylon encased legs in the air.  She watched
Libby's tongue moving lighting fast over her ecstacy button.  She
threw her head back, flipping her lovely blonde hair out of her face.
She felt as if she were about to orgasm, but she wanted to hold off.
	"Lick my asshole, you slut," she told Libby.
	"What?" Libby wanted to stop and get up, but her tongue
immediately went to work on Sabrina's tight sphincter.  
	It was a new sensation for both of them, and idea that sprung
from the mind of the teen age witch and instantly became a realized
fantasy.  Sabrina held her legs higher to give Libby easier access.
The feeling of Libby's hot tongue on her ass made Sabrina shiver.
Some of her pussy juice slid down and lubricated Libby's furious
lapping.
	Sabrina needed to come now; no more playing around.  
	"Make me come, bitch," Sabrina said.  "Make me come now!"
	Libby looked up at her, exhaled, and tried to wipe her mouth.
Then, she felt her head forced into Sabrina's pussy.  She had no
choice but to lick.
	And lick she did.  Sabrina dropped her feet on the bed and
used her hands to spread her lips and expose her clit.  Libby licked
faster and faster and harder and harder at Sabrina's command.  The
blonde's hot little body began to twitch and jerk as her hips thrust
upward into Libby's face.  She made little squeaks until the noises
turned into screams.
	Finally, "Oh YEAH!"  A gush of vaginal witch fluid flooded out
of Sabrina into Libby's face, knocking the brunette back a little.
	"Ew." Libby said quietly while wiping her face.
	Sabrina lay smiling, serene.  Her eyes were shut and her pussy
throbbed.  She occasionally giggled to herself.
	Libby sat back on her heels with her arms folded.  When she
wiped her face clean, she wiped away some of the juice on her face,
she wiped away some of the influence Sabrina's witch powers had over
Libby.  She watched Sabrina lying there in bliss.
	"Ahem," Libby coughed.
	Sabrina opened her eyes.  "What do you want?"
	"Well, what about me?  What about my orgasm?  I did you.  Fair
is fair."
	Sabrina sat up immediately, her eyes seemed to flash red.
"What ABOUT you?  ‘Me, me, me,', that's all you are ever concerned
with.  You wanna come, huh?  You wanna get fucked?  Fine, then.  Lie
down, bitch."
	Libby hesitated for a moment, but lie spread eagled on the
bed.  "Ew, wet spot," she said.
	"Shut up!"
	Sabrina stood up over Libby.  "You might like this, come to
think of it."  She folded her arms in thought.  "No matter.  I'll get
the pleasure of doing what so many want to do to you."  With that, she
snapped her fingers and her clit began to glow.  Magically it expanded
and grew longer until it transformed into an 8-inch long penis.
	Libby couldn't believe it.  It was huge and thick and
menacing.   "This isn't exactly what I was talking about," she
stammered.
	"Shut up and suck it.  SUCK IT!  On your knees!"  The whip
appeared in Sabrina's left hand.
	Libby got up quickly and grabbed the thick dick.  She got her
mouth filled with saliva and forced the penis in.  She squeezed the
head into her mouth and began to suck.  The head seemed to grow harder
and thicker as she wrapped both her dainty hands around the shaft.
She watched a sinister smile creep onto Sabrina's face.
	"Enough.  Bend over."
	Libby turned over and put her body weight on her knees.
Sabrina inched closer to Libby, sliding forward on her knees until the
head of the magic dick rested at the edge of Libby's box.  Sabrina
reached forward and felt for the opening.  She found Libby to be
dripping wet, and laughed. Sabrina thrust hard with her hips and
forced the massive weapon into Libby.
	"OWW-ohhhh."  Libby let out a half-yelp half-moan.  It hurt so
good.  
	Sabrina started to pound away at her enemy, grunting each
time, going deep.
	"You like that, bitch?" Sabrina said.  "You wanted Harvey to
do this to you, huh?  Well, I'm doing it now, you slut."
	"H . . . h . . . Harv . . . ugh.  No, agh!"
	The dick felt so good and hot in Libby.  She didn't want it
to, she didn't want Sabrina to make her hot, but she couldn't help it.
She didn't know what was going on but she liked it. Her body was
getting warm all over; she was sweating.  Soon, she felt herself about
to come.
	Sabrina realized she was making Libby get off.  She felt more
like torturing Libby rather than giving her an orgasm.  She pulled out
and stood up, her magic dick dangling.
	Libby looked up with her big brown eyes, puzzled.  "Why  . . .
why'd you stop?  I was . . ."
	"About to come?  I know.  I'm tired. Sorry."  Sabrina plopped
down on the bed and her dick vanished.
	"But  . . . ," Libby looked as if she were about to cry.  "P .
. . P . . . please?  I'll do anything you want."
	Sabrina opened her eyes, thought for a moment.  "Okay, I've
got an idea.  I can make it so you can come twice, but you have to
make me come again."
	"Really?"  Libby's eyes got wide and bright.
	"But you ALSO have to stop FUCKING with me at school.  Treat
me like a normal person."
	Normal, Libby thought?  Ha.  But for now. . . .  "Okay," Libby
said.  "What do you want me to . . . "
	Sabrina pointed at Libby's crotch and the familiar
sparkle-filled beam of light came out of her index finger.  Libby's
pussy began to shine and a penis started growing out of it.
	"Oh my god, what are you doing to me?"
	"Don't worry.  It's only temporary.  Now, let's get down to
business."  Sabrina grabbed Libby's new dick and began to massage it
to erection.  It was not as big as the one she used on Libby; she
didn't want it to hurt.  She lay back and spread her legs.
	"But, I don't know how."  Libby said.
	"Oh brother.  I'd thought you'd be an expert."  Sabrina
snapped her fingers and Libby went into action.
	Libby positioned her body over Sabrina and guided the dick
into her.  She started thrusting in and out, slowly grinding her body
over the blonde witch. Sabrina wrapped her legs around Libby and
grabbed onto the brunette beauty's rear.
	"See, it's not so hard, huh Libby?"
	It felt strange to Libby; like she had a huge clit and
somebody was sucking on it.  It made her feel so good she got into it
more and more.  Sabrina egged her on, encouraging her to pump harder.
	"Yeah, come on you bitch.  Fuck me."
	Both girls were sweating and moaning.  Sabrina's legs were up
high, her feet were trembling.  The idea of Sabrina's  worst enemy
giving her pleasure like a slave heightened the experience. Tingling
waves of pleasure began to expand from her crotch to all the nerves of
her body.   She felt her orgasm building.  Her hips pumped to meet
Libby's thrusts; they got a rhythm going.  She demanded that Libby
kiss her.  Sabrina's toes pointed, her leg muscles tensed, she cried
out loud.
	Libby felt a weird sensation building in her new toy.  She
didn't want to stop fucking, but Sabrina pushed her out.
	"I feel funny.  What's happening?  I think I gotta pee."
	Sabrina made a sad face.  "No, silly. Gimmee that." She took
Libby's dick and started to stroke it.
	"No, stop!  I really have to . . . uh, ahhhh!"
	White liquid squirted from the end of her dick and shot into
the air.  Sperm?  Impossible, she thought.  This is crazy, but it all
feels wonderful.  Libby reached down and took the penis from Sabrina
and began to play with it.  A girl could get used to this, she
thought.  It's kinda fun to have around.  It was still wet and
sensitive, and she continued to stroke it, relishing the orgasm
aftershocks.
	"How'd that feel?" Sabrina asked.
	"Oh, kinda nice, actually.  I think I like my pussy better."
	"Me too," Sabrina said.  "We have better orgasms than guys."
	"Not as much mess."
	They both laughed together for the first time ever.
	"Okay, my turn!" Libby said in a sing song voice.
	Sabrina looked pensive.  "Okay.  I guess you deserved it."
She snapped her fingers again, but this time her magic dick was bigger
. . . and dark brown.  They both looked at it puzzled, then laughed
again.

	Salem lay on his back next to three bags of microwave popcorn.
"Ugh, I need a Tums."  He waddled his fat cat ass up the stairs.
	"I smell tuna," he said.  "I can't eat another bite.  But, it
smells soooo good.  Smells like it's coming from Sabrina's room.  Hey,
she doesn't eat tuna."
	As he walked up the steps, he started to hear moans and
screams.
	"Oh no, Sabrina!  She's got the mirror, what could she be
doing?"
	He ran up the stairs and tried to get in the room, but the
door was locked.  He called to Sabrina but she told him to go away.
	"Oh no, she's under the influence of the mirror!  Who knows
what's going on up there?  I've got to see if she's okay."
	The little black cat climbed out of the kitchen window and ran
up the outside of the wall of the house.  When he got to the window,
it was slightly open.  Salem was shocked by what he saw.  The mirror
was in the corner glowing brightly, and Sabrina was on her bed ramming
herself into her that girl from school she hated.  Sabrina had some
kind of whip pulling on the girl's neck, and was poking the girl in
the ass with something that looked like a snake.  The girl was
screaming, kicking her long lovely legs in the air.
	"This is sooo hot!  I wish I could hold a camera!  Damn these
stupid paws!  But I've got to stop her.  This mortal girl can't take
Sabrina's magic sex power!  She'll be ripped open, or at least
orgasmed to death."
	Salem squeezed his little body through the window opening and
ran over to the mirror.  He kept stopping to watch for a second, then
tried to find away to stop what was happening.  Finally, he was able
to tip over the mirror and cover it with a blanket.
	Sabrina fell over backwards and Libby passed out.  Her fake
penises disappeared and her sexy garments turned back into a simple
T-shirt and panties.
	"What's going on here?"
	Salem told her that she was playing with the mirror and she
passed out.  He didn't tell her what he saw.
	"Why is Libby here, and why is she naked?  Ew."
	"How should I know?  You better give her some clothes," Salem
said.
	She did with a wave of her hand.
	"Salem, what did you see?"
	"Nothing, really.  Well, let's just say you should stay away
from that mirror from now on."
	"Maybe you're right.  It made me feel strange. The last thing
I remember, I was asking the mirror who was . . . and then . . . oh
no, Libby!  What did I do?"
	"They don't call 'em vanity mirrors for nothin'." Salem said.
	Libby began to awaken.  She found herself lying on Sabrina's
bed, fully dressed.  She looked at Sabrina, who was looking very
concerned.
	"Are you okay?" Sabrina said.
	"I think so.  I feel really relaxed.  Maybe I had too much to
drink . . ."  Her voice and tone changed.  "Maybe someone slipped me
some drug or something.  But how did I get here?"
	"Uhm, Harvey brought you!" Sabrina said.  "Yeah, you passed
out, then Harvey brought you here, because . . . he didn't want your
parents to think you were out getting drunk.  And he thought no one
would find out if . . ."
	"That's nice, Sabrina, but . . . I had a really bad dream.
Maybe it was a good dream.  It seemed so real.  Anyway, I feel like,
maybe, things could be different between us now.  You know, we
wouldn't have to be like, friends, but we wouldn't have to hate each
other."
	"I'd like that," Sabrina said.  
	They spent some time figuring out a way to get Libby home
without using magic in front of her.  Sabrina decided to take the car
(without asking!) and drive her back to the party.  They stopped down
the street from the house so no one would see them.  Sabrina cast a
spell on Harvey so he'd go along with the story.  Then Libby got out.
	"Thanks for taking care of me, Sabrina." She started to walk
away, then looked back into the open door.  "Sabrina, I never wanted
to scam on Harvey.  I don't know.  I just need someone to be with
sometimes.  I guess he's so nice.  Maybe I'm jealous of that
relationship you two have."
	Sabrina smiled, not knowing how to respond.
	"You know," Libby said, "you're going to have to teach me how
to do that thing with your finger someday.  A girl could get used to
that."  She walked away.
	"Salem, what the hell happened?" Sabrina said.  "What could I
have done to make her be so nice to me?  How does she know about . .
"
	The cat crawled into the front seat.  "I can only imagine," he
said.