ROYAL REWARD: The Villainess's Panties (Clothing TF, I'm in Love with the Villainess)

The spellbook’s pages rustled like leaves as Rae flipped from one chapter to the next.  Gritting her teeth, she groaned. “Come on… There’s got to be something in here I can use to impress Claire.”

Outside, in the dark, an owl hooted. Rae moaned and squinted at the text a little closer. Surely there was something in this book that could help her reclaim her fellow student’s favor? The princess of the François family had been pretty frosty to her since their last lesson, and the only way to win her affection back was to show her something impressive.

The only problem? She couldn’t find anything to show!

“Urgh!” Screwing up her eyes, Rae slammed her face into the book and lay there groaning. Surely there was something a Dual-Caster like her could pull off to impress her Mistress? She screwed up her eyes in thought, rubbing her temples furiously. Come on… Come on…!

Her candle flickered and died, leaving her in the moonlight. Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes and yawned. Maybe it was time to call it quits for the night. She could always find something to use in the morning…

Just as she was about to close the book, she happened to catch something. Turning back, she squinted at it, wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her. “Transmutation?”

She dropped back into her chair and leaned in close for a better look. What she read made her bite her lip in thought.

“Transmutation: An advanced spell combining the elements of Earth and Water. Allows for the manipulation of solid and liquids, and the reshaping of one thing into another.”

A bead of sweat dropped from Rae’s brow. In her chest, her heart pounded faster and faster. Biting her tongue, she looked around. Forget impressing Claire in tomorrow’s magic class… with a spell like this, she could do something far more impressive.

Breathing deep to calm her aching heart, she fumbled for her wand. What should she do first? She had so many ideas!

Her eyes settled on an apple on her desk. Grabbing the spellbook, she took aim with her wand and started to recite the incantation.

With a flurry of pixel-like sparkles, the apple turned to solid stone.

Rae’s mouth curled into a wild smile. Giggling, she flexed her wand again, reshaping the apple into a cup and a mirror and finally a comb.

Satisfied, she stood. Now it was time to really test the spell out. And get a little closer to Mistress Claire in the process, of course~.

*

Standing over the chest of the drawers, Rae opened the highest and peeked inside, struggling not to squee at the sight of Mistress Claire’s cute panties. There were so many different colors!

Heart pounding, she looked back to check she wasn’t being watched and took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. “Okay, Rae. You can do this. One simple spell, and you’re going to be in heaven.”

She breathed in, breathed out. Raised the wand. Swallowed. “Trans–” The word stuck on her lips. “Transmutation!”

No sooner had the word left her mouth than her hand spasmed. She dropped the wand with a gasp and clasped her wrist, unable to keep herself from moaning as a wave of strange sensations rolled down it into her arm. She–she hadn’t expected it to feel quite so–

With a sudden, startling snap, her arms threw themselves forward as if hugging an invisible giant. She gasped and stumbled back, struggling to lower them, but no matter how hard she tried they refused to drop. Sweat beaded on her brow and rolled down her face. Was this–? Was this part of the spell? Was it working as intended?

As if to answer her question, her legs went limp. Looking down, Rae squeaked as she realized she was floating, her feet a foot or more off the ground. Even as she watched, heart thudding like a drum, her legs curled upward with a gymnast’s flexibility, twisting till her toes were pressed against her palms. Biting her lip, she tried to pull them away, but they refused to let her.

Belatedly, she recognized the shape she’d assumed. It’s working! she thought, heart pounding faster and faster. It’s actually working! She wanted to jump about and squeal in glee.

As she delighted in the course events had taken, a tremor of pleasure rolled through Rae’s body and left her wanting to scream. She squealed, screwing up her eyes, and shivered all over, and her limbs went as limp as the cloth they were becoming. One by one, they shrivelled, arms and legs both spinning it on themselves till only thin strips of fabric remained in their place. Her hands and feet, already inextricably connected, fused till they were utterly inseparable: the straps of a pair of panties and attached crotch.

Inside, Rae wailed in delight. I’m going to be Mistress Claire’s panties! She couldn’t think of a better fate.

Drawing in a deep breath, she closed her eyes and sighed in delight. She couldn’t wait for Mistress to wear her!

The spell continued to work, flowing through her form and bending her to its specifications: as it reached her torso, she began to flatten out, hips and stomach and chest alike all squished flat, till all that remained of them was a triangle of fabric, the same shade of red as her eyes.

Her head inside remained human for only a few seconds longer, sticking out of the fabric like a drowning swimmer’s. Unable to keep herself from moaning, Rae squealed as she sank, fusing slowly and inseparable with her own transmuted torso. Finally, her head disappeared into the seat of her new body, and with that, she collapsed in on herself, instantly shrinking to a more reasonable size. Falling out of the air, she fluttered into Claire’s drawer and lay there, unmoving.

Inside, Rae couldn’t be more delighted. It worked! It worked! she squealed, wanting to dance around and shout in glee. Mistress Claire is going to wear me!

Outside, an owl hooted. Belatedly, Rae realized she might have to wait a while. Um…

***

Time passed with a painful lack of urgency, but eventually the moon dropped out of the sky, the sun rose to relieve it, and the call of the morning birds awakened Rae from the sleep-like state she’d stumbled into.

Groaning, she blinked, wishing she had a way to speed things up. It was a shame time manipulation fell under Air Magic...

Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait much longer. Barely a minute later, the bathroom door flew open, and Claire stumbled out, looking as disheveled as she always did in the morning. “Urgh,” she moaned, rubbing her eyes and fumbling for a brush for her tangled hair. “What time is it…? Urgh, it’s that late already?”

In the drawer, Rae squealed in anticipation. She’s going to wear me! She’s going to wear me!

After successfully teasing the knots out of her hand, Claire stumbled naked over to the drawer in search of some underwear. Rae squealed in delight at the sight of her naked body looming over her. She’s even more beautiful from down here! Put me on! Put me on!

Bending down, Claire leaned over the drawer and frowned, eyes slipped left and right as she searched for an appropriate pair of panties.

Pick me! Rae squealed. Pick me! Pick me!

“Hmm.” With a frown, Claire picked up a dark blue pair.

No! No, come on!

And dropped it with a shrug. Snatching up Rae, she raised her high.

Inside, Rae squealed in delight. Uh! Being picked up by her Mistress almost felt better than touching herself! Put me on! Put me on! Put me oooooon!

Claire turned her around with a bleary expression. “How long have I had a red pair of panties?” Squinting, she finally shrugged. Bending over, she lifted her leg and slipped it inside Rae’s folds.

As her Mistress’s leg speared her body like a harpoon, Rae wailed in delight. Claire’s leg is inside my body! Nnn~! It feels so gooood! She’s so soooft! She wanted to cry tears of delight–she couldn’t believe how amazing it was.

Placing her other leg inside her, Claire only intensified the orgasmic pleasure racing through Rae’s body. Nn~! More! More! Pinching Rae’s straps, Claire tightened her grip and tugged, drawing her slowly up her legs and stretching her fabric tauter with each pull.

Nn~! As Claire’s thighs forced her holes wide, Rae squealed in delight. It felt as if someone were sticking a fat dildo into both her lower holes.

“Urgh, why are they so tight? Did I gain weight?” With a grunt, Claire tightened her grip on Rae’s fabric and pulled her up even harder, making her squeak with the strain as she struggled to fit her ass inside her.

Nnn~! Oh God, she’s pulling me so tiiight! Her ass is sooooo fat! It’s amazing!

Grunting, Claire gave her another sharp tug upward, and Rae screamed as her face slammed into her ass. It’s perfect! It’s perfect! It’s everything I ever wanted!

Releasing her with a snap of fabric against flesh, Claire refused rummaging in the drawer for a bra to wear too, leaving Rae to melt in the bliss of being worn by her. Each time her wearer shifted even slightly, it sent tiny jolts of pleasure surging through Rae’s form. Feeling her fabric stretched and tugged and released made her want to moan over and over. It was the greatest feeling in the world.

Clasping her bra, Claire hurried to slip on the rest of her outfit. Soon, Rae herself buried beneath her Mistress’s skirt, which cut off all view of the outside world and left her only with that light that could creep in through the bottom. Not that Rae cared–she had only one thing on her mind, and that was enjoying her Mistress’s body moving inside her. Being stretched by her hips and pressured by her butt… There was nothing in the world that was better.

Buttoning her blazer, Claire marched to her mirror and hurriedly combed her hair, leaving Rae to squeal in delight at the thought of what awaited her. She’s going to wear me all day, and we’re going to have so much fun together! Aii! I can’t wait for her to sit on me! I bet it will feel soooo good! If she’d still been human, she would have spun and clapped in delight.

Unfortunately, what the future in store for her wasn’t quite as nice as she might have liked:

From above her came a terrible grumbling, as if an angry giant were rolling boulders down a hill. Rae froze as the sound rolled through her. What–? Was that–? Before she could get an answer, it came again. She shivered as an awful reality flashed into her brain. N-no, please don’t let it be–

“Urgh, already?” she said, turning towards the bathroom. “But I just went…”

Rae heard a sound like a trumpet and smelled the worst stench she’d ever smelled in her life. It smelled like pure gasoline, or a used diaper filled with Indian food! Urgh! Worse, it was as overwhelming as it was intense–no matter how hard she struggled to get away from it, she couldn’t escape! It filled her entire face, refusing to let her get away.

“Urgh, excuse me,” said Claire, rubbing her stomach. “Urgh, maybe I should just go to the toilet again before class. But there’s only five minutes until class! Shit!”

Another trumpet sounded, and another blast of fetid gas struck Rae’s face. She wished she still had eyes so they could water. N-no! No! This isn’t what I wanted! How do I turn back?! How do I turn back?!

Too late, she recalled the spell’s instructions: ‘effects cannot be reverted at will, though all changes will reverse at the end of twenty-four hours.’ Oh no.

Claire’s gut grumbled again. “Urgh, this is the worst.”

Somebody help me…!