TW: Bimbofication, Erotic Content





Today was the day Cherry Totters got her revenge. Revenge on that absolute bitch Veruca Balfoy, after the blonde bitch had humiliated the protagonistic Cherry in front of the enite Magical Dueling class. A dirty trick, a pair of wicked curses stealthily cast before the duels had even bugun for the day. Just thinking about the events of that day brought burning shame to Cherry’s cheeks, turning them as bright a red as her chin-length locks.

A simple revenge, while easy, was not befitting the situation. Cherry could have challenged Veruca to a duel and heaped humiliation on her. But the blonde’s actions deserved a more thorough, more lasting response. And that is why Cherry had spent the last two weeks secretly practicing and perfecting a new spell to her repertoire.

This spell was so old that it didn’t even have a name, back from the days when magical masters thought naming a spell was uncouth. If Cherry had to name it, she’d simply call it the Personality Modification hex. Its effects were simple, but powerful. And more important, lasting. Before the casting, the spell-user needed to create a strong picture of behavior and personality in their head; the spell’s victim would rather quickly find their actions and thoughts adjust to fit that picture.

And that is why Cherry Totters had spent the last week picturing bimbos. She was going to turn the very deserving Veruca Balfoy into the college’s biggest bimbo. And nothing was going to be able to stop Cherry at this point. Because of the eccentricities of magic, this spell didn’t register as an act of aggression, so essentially all magical protections were completely worthless against it. In fact, the only defensive spell that Cherry’s research had turned up as a countermeasure was the True Reflection charm, but for that, Veruca would have needed prior knowledge of Cherry’s plan as well as a lock of her hair. And Cherry knew there was no way Veruca had either. Not unless her roommate Billie had helped Veruca, and there was no way that nerd would ever do anything to double-cross Cherry.

Now, all that was left for Cherry to do was actually cast the spell on Veruca. It was not an instantaneous effect, so there was no need to create a perfect situation to maximize the blonde’s humiliation. Thus, Cherry was more than content to subtly point her wand at Veruca during breakfast in the Magical Dining Hall and whisper her incantation. The red-head pumped as much magical potentia as she could into the spell, hoping to empower it to last at least two weeks.

There were no visible signs, but Cherry felt the magic click into place. With a smile, she finished her food and left, looking forward to hearing the coming stories about Veruca’s sudden change in personality. As she walked towards her morning course, Advanced Potioneering, Cherry found her attention being caught by a mirror hanging on the wall. Elated over her victory, the red-head took a moment to appreciate her appearance.

Hmmm. Cherry had been rather happy with her outfit this morning, but now, the mid-thigh pencil skirt and white-button down blouse just looked… frumpy. Making a good impression was important to the young witch, so she took a moment to adjust her look. The skirt was hiked and rolled up a bit, to a much more respectable two inches beneath her ass so that her perfect legs were on almost full display. Much better. Then she unbuttoned her shirt, tying the bottom into a cute little knot so that her toned stomach could be seen and appreciated. The buttons were left mostly undone, leaving a perfectly excessive amount of cleavage visible.

Much happier with her outfit, Cherry gave herself a little nod of approval. Her short red hair bounced a bit, catching her attention now. Twirling the scarlet locks around a finger thoughtfully, Cherry reconsidered her hairstyle. Her natural red was very pretty, but maybe she should try a nice sunny blonde? And maybe some extensions?

Cherry’s attention is distracted away from her hair by a nervous clearing of a throat. Cherry turned her head, smiling brightly at an unfamiliar boy with a bit of a nerdy appearance.

“Uh, Cherry? Sorry, uh, this is awkward, but Veruca said I should ask you…”

“Ask me what?” Cherry replied happily.

“Ask if you’d give me a blowjob…”

“Of course!” Cherry replied happily. “Do you want to do it here, or would you rather have privacy?”