Magic Nails Chapter 5: The final Nails

MAGIC NAILS STORY BY EVIE HYDE AND AMIEE BEE, 2020

Stretching leisurely upon her sun-lounger and admiring her perfect magic nails, Jessie adjusted her tiny bikini and smiled, feeling the envious glances of all the girls nearby focused on her. Their boyfriends were checking her out, and she was already imagining how much fun it would be to fuck them later… maybe two or even three at once?  Making sure they were watching, she picked up a bottle of lotion and began rubbing it into her flawless skin, enjoying how hot it made her look and making sure it went all over her tits and chest so the boys could see.

It was now three weeks since she’d completed her corruption of Nikki and her final defeat of Chloe and Jessie was enjoying a well-deserved break.  Convincing the Principal of the school to let her have a three week holiday had been simplicity itself now that she basically ran the place.  She’d left Nikki in charge during her absence and had taken herself down to a luxury resort - all paid for by her Daddy’s money.

It was funny - but she hadn’t heard much from her Daddy or Annabelle for several weeks now, but she’d been far too busy enjoying herself to investigate.  Turning onto her back, she luxuriated in the sensation of the sun on her body and relaxed, until to her surprise she suddenly heard a voice at her ear.

“Miss?”

“Yes?” 

Jessie opened her eyes and looked at a nervous looking hotel employee curiously.  What did this loser want?

“Ahem… Miss? I’m terribly sorry to interrupt you, but there seems to be a problem…”

“What?”

“Your, ummm, your credit card has been declined.  Your account appears to have been frozen.  The manager has noticed you have run up quite a tab and we were worried that…”

“What? Impossible!  You idiots must have made some sort of mistake!”

“I’m afraid there is no mistake…”

It quickly transpired that for some reason Jessie’s credit had been cut off.  Stunned and outraged she tried to ring her father and Annabelle but neither would answer.  Instead she received a message from her Father saying he was on his way and would explain when he got there.  Meanwhile Jessie was forced to endure the humiliation of sitting in the lobby under-guard with all her luggage whilst the manager looked at her disapprovingly.

Finally after several hours her Daddy arrived, but there was no sign of Annabelle.  Jessie’s mouth dropped open as her Dad entered accompanied by a stunning woman - a stranger with a perfect bimbo body and a killer set of nails.  It was strange - there was something almost familiar about the woman, but Jessie couldn’t put her finger on it.

“Daddy, what the fuck is going on?  Where is Annabelle? Why am I cut off?”

To her outrage her Daddy didn’t answer, but instead looked at his companion - as if he were looking for her permission to speak.  

“Hello Jessica darling.  I’m afraid your Step-Mother is currently in hospital… she had a terrible car accident almost three weeks ago and is currently in a coma.  Don’t worry though - I’m sure my Sister will pull round soon.  In the meantime I’m... looking after... your Daddy.” 

The words just hung there suggestively as Jessie’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Annabelle doesn’t have a sister - this is bullshit.  What’s happening here?”

“Oh my dear - what a suspicious mind you have.  Are you implying that I am impersonating your step-mom’s sister just to get close to your family?  You really are quite the madame.  As I told your Father, you’re getting quite out of control.  Luckily for me that he’s agreed to cut you off and rein you in.” 

The superior smirk plastered across this bitches face as she dropped the bombshell made Jessie's blood boil. “You?  You’ve done this!  You’ll regret this you bitch!”

“Oh… will I?  Your Daddy agrees with me that during this difficult time, it’s time for you to play the dutiful daughter.  You will go to the hospital every night to be with Annabelle and read to her, and your allowance has been cut to the minimum. Ohhhh, I’ve also cancelled all your hair and nail appointments.  That is a pity as your nails are looking a bit shabby dear, I don’t think they’ll last much longer - but going without will teach you an important lesson.”

Jessie’s heart skipped a beat and a cold sweat broke out on her brow.  No… this couldn’t be real.  Without her magic nails, she’d revert back to her old powerless self.  This couldn’t be happening! She wanted to shout and scream at this stupid bitch - but she realised that would be a bad idea.  This dumb MILF couldn’t possibly realise about the magic nails - Jessie just needed to bide her time and win her over.  

“I’ll arrange for your hotel bill to be paid this time and then we are heading back home, I’m sooo looking forward to getting to know you better."

*** ***

The hospital room was sterile and white - it was a private room of course, paid for by Jessie’s rich Father  In the bed lay Annabelle - completely unconscious.  Jessie couldn’t believe how old and pathetic she looked.  Her former busty beauty was gone and she looked like a very average and tired old lady.  An IV dripped fluids into her arm and flowers and cards stood by the bed.  A machine helped her breathe… the beeping of the monitor the only sound as Jessie gritted her teeth and repressed the urge to scream.

“Mommy - you really need to wake up, I need you.  I’m going to turn back into that loser Jessica if we don’t do something. I finally accepted you as my Mom - I need you to help me. I can’t believe that bitch has done this to us, where did she come from - how did she do this?”

“Haven’t you worked it out yet you dumb bitch?” came a scornful voice from behind her and Jessie whirled around to see her ‘Aunt’ dressed in a fur coat and leopard skin dress leaning by the door.  Her nails were obscenely long and pink, they made Jessie feel inadequate… and a horrible suspicion suddenly crossed her mind.  Were those… magic nails?

“Ahhhh, you’re finally starting to work it out.  Hahah, you thought you’d destroyed me, but I have been reborn and I LOVE the new me so much.”

“Chloe?” gasped Jessie in shock, “But how?”

“You think you are the only one with friends?  I found a way to get my own set of magic nails and become Khloe.  I knew you’d never suspect that I was now this hot MILF.  I love being older and more mature, I feel like such a fucking hot bitch these days and your Daddy is such a good fuck in bed.”

“You’re fucking him?”

“Of course I am.  I’m sucking his big fat dick and riding it every night whilst I take all of Annabelle’s belongings and make them mine.  As soon as this useless bitch finally dies, I’ll console your poor grieving father and make him my new husband.  I’ll be your Step-Mom and you’ll never be rid of me.”

“NO!” screamed Jessie.

“Oh yes… and once I’m fully in control, I’ll make your life a fucking hell.  By then of course, you’ll have turned back into the old you… and this time, you won’t be getting new nails.  You’ll be trapped as a loser, knowing you were once the Alpha bitch - but unable to have the power and the pleasure anymore.”  Khloe laughed and her big tits jiggled as she thought of it.

“How did you do this?” shrieked Jessie.

“Oh it was easy. I waited till Annabelle took the car for a service and I seduced the mechanic.  He was too busy fucking my brains out in the back to notice I’d tampered with the brakelines.  I was hoping to kill the bitch, but this is just as good.  She’s never going to wake up Jessie - she’s a fucking vegetable.”

Jessie screamed and ran at Khloe, raking her nails at the bitches face.  Khloe smirked and easily caught her hands, deflecting her attack and Jessie hit the wall, her nails clattering against it and a chip forming on the end of one sexy claw.  Jessie felt a wave of nausea and weakness suddenly hit her and she had to focus on staying as her better self as her skin began to crawl and she ruthlessly suppressed the old her from returning.

“Awwww, did you chip a nail.  Excellent self control there Jessie… you’re holding your Alpha Bitch form so well - but it can’t last.  I give you, maybe a couple of days before you revert back to normal. Once that happens… you’re truly fucked.  Mmmmmh, it’s been such fun telling you all this and knowing there is nothing you can do to stop me.  Now we should head home, I’m getting horny and your Daddy will want to fuck me.”

Jessie had no choice as the more powerful woman grabbed her in an iron grip and roughly pulled her towards the exit.  Her eyes desperately clung to Annabelle and tears stung her eyes as she looked at her now beloved wicked step-mother. Then… as she was dragged out of the room, her eyes suddenly fell on Annabelle’s hands and a flicker of hope filled her. Annabelle didn’t have any nails on her fingers!

*** ***

Pacing her room as a confused Nikki sat on her bed, Jessie grit her teeth at her subordinates incessant questions and tried to explain it again.

“You don’t need to understand, just do as you’re told.  Khloe is too powerful to beat now, but she’s made a critical mistake.  She thinks Annabelle isn’t coming back - but she is wrong.  These nails contain so much power Nikki.  They make us fucking Goddesses.  With them we can do anything.  You have to find Amiee.  You have to get her to go the hospital.”

“But like why?” asked Nikki.  “Your step-mom is like totally brain-dead.”

“We’ll see about that,” grinned Jessie wickedly.  “I think a little manicure might perk her right up.  If we can restore her to her former power, she’ll easily take care of Khloe.”

Jessie didn’t know - not for sure - but she had to keep acting strong in front of her subordinate.  Ambitious beta-girls like Nikki could smell weakness and if the little bitch realised Jessie was in such a bad position, things could get nasty.  So far she’d managed to prevent Nikki realising that Jessie couldn’t provide nails for her anymore, she hoped she wouldn’t work it out.

“But why do I have to go?” asked Nikki in confusion.

“Because Khloe is watching my every move and the bitch has convinced my Dad to ground me. You are the only person who is free to act.  Take this note to Amiee, she’ll know what to do.  Now sneak out of my window and get on with this.  Khloe must never find out you were here.”

Nikki nodded and obeyed, and Jessie watched her with a flicker of hope in her eyes.  A few moments passed, and then suddenly she heard the door to her room open.  Jessie turned round and watched as Khloe walked in with a wicked smirk on her face.  The bitch was carrying a bottle of nail remover and had an emery board and a file.

“Hello Jessie. Your Daddy went out tonight and left me in charge… so I thought we’d do some girly stuff together.  I thought I’d start by helping you remove those tatty nails of yours.  Don’t try to resist, you know it won’t help….”

Jessie whimpered in fear and backed away as Khloe advanced.

***** ****

Amiee looked up irritated from her position on the front desk and glanced at the smirking Evie who was working with one of her old clients.   How had this happened?  She had been the premier nail artist in this bar, until that bitch Evie had someone engineered things so that the bars best client Annabelle had unexpectedly stopped coming.  No one knew the exact details, but an email had been sent from the home address explaining that Annabelle was unsatisfied with her nails and would no longer be supporting them.  Amiee couldn’t believe it.  They had been making such good progress corrupting Jessica and her friend Nikki and ensuring another generation of bitches to bag extremely wealthy husbands to pay for their nails and support their business model. 

As if thinking about her had summoned her, Amiee looked up in surprise as Nikki entered the salon and walked over to her.

“Nikki, a pleasure to see you again,” smiled Amiee.  “Your nails must be getting weak, Jessie’s too… are you here to book an appointment, or is there something else going on here?”

Amiee was no fool and she could tell from Nikki’s expression that something serious was happening.  As the girl gushed out her story, Amiee’s glance flitted back to Evie and her face turned into a grimace of annoyance.  “Now I understand… you did the right thing in coming to me. Don’t worry, we’ll soon put everything back to how it was supposed to be.”

**** ***

Jessie wanted to scream, but the ballgag that Khloe had forced into her mouth prevented her.  She was trussed up… her legs and arms bound with rope to stop her from struggling as Khloe delicately applied remover to her hands and began to peel off her magic nails.

“Ohhh I can’t wait to see you turn back to normal. Then my victory will be almost complete.  I decided I made a mistake telling you my plans, so I’m accelerating them.  First I’m going to turn you back into a weak little loser - then I’m going to make you eat my pussy and ass till you worship me as your Goddess.  Once I’ve broken your will - I think we’ll pay a visit to the hospital where a tragic accident is about to befall your beloved Step-Mother.  Such a pity.”

Jessie moaned helplessly as the first nail came loose and her body tingled and ached as the magic was ripped away.  Her delicious golden hair lost its sheen and turned back to it’s unkempt tom-boy state and as more and more of the nails were removed… Jessie began to turn back into Jessica.

Soft pouting lips became dull and plain, hypnotic blue eyes became unremarkable slate orbs and her perfect ass lost its shapes and definition as she became a plain looking girl again.  Khloe laughed, loving every minute of watching her rival lose her power - so pleased at her own corruption and that soon, only she would possess the power.

“Mmmmh, once I’ve got Daddy completely under my power, I’m going to stab my nails into that pathetic boyfriend I used to have and make him mine again.  I’ll turn him into a dumb, big dicked boy-toy for my own pleasure and amusement.  It’s going to feel amazing.”

With a cruel laugh, Khloe tore the final nail from Jessie’s fingers and stared down at the blubbing wreck that had once been an all powerful Alpha-girl.  Giggling she leaned in close.  “Welcome back… Jessica.”

Jessica’s chest shook and tears ran down her face, smearing her once perfect mascara. Having the nails removed and losing her power left her feeling empty and weak.  She was nothing without the nails… nothing without her bitchy strength.  She moaned helplessly as Khloe stood up and rolled up her leopardskin dress to reveal a full set of stockings and hold-ups.  The regal looking bitch, rolled down her tiny black satin panties to reveal her perfect pussy… perfectly trimmed and neat.  Laughing she straddled Jessica and lowered her dripping slit to the other girls face.

“Time to worship your Goddess.”

Jessica groaned as Khloe lowered herself onto her face… smothering her so she couldn’t breathe.  She could smell the bitches pussy on her face, suffocating her and then as Khloe shifted position, her nose and face were deep in the sluts pillowy ass.

“Mmmmmh,” moaned Khloe in depraved triumph, “Don’t worry - I’ll let you breathe again in a minute… but I want you to have a taste of how I’m going to execute your weak pathetic Step-Mom.  She’ll die, smothered by my perfect ass as I replace her and dominate this family.  Think of it as a mercy killing, it’s better this way than her spending the rest of her life on a ventilator.”

Jessica felt so lost and pathetic.  Perhaps it would just be better to give into Khloe, to accept her dominance.  How was she supposed to fight this?

Wow, you really are such a fucking loser… I can’t believe you are just going to let this bitch dominate you like this.  Aren’t you even going to fight back?

A bitchy blonde voice in her head, loaded with contempt brought a wash of adrenaline into Jessica’s body suddenly.  It was Jessie… talking to her.

Maybe you don’t deserve to be me after all.  Maybe Khloe does deserve the magic nails and you don’t. 

Jessica felt a surge of anger as the wicked voice in her head taunted her.  She hadn’t ever wanted to become a bitch - but now she had tasted the power and had become addicted to her Alpha girl lifestyle, she was damned if she was going to let anyone take it from her.  As her anger rose she suddenly realised that without the nails on her body had changed back to its original form. The kickboxing tomboy with the developed upper body strength and powerful aggression.

She tested her bonds, realising they were not tied particularly well and that her transformation had loosened them.  She flexed and wiggled them, Khloe too lost in her facesitting to notice.

“Mmmmh, maybe I will just smother you to death after all,” purred Khloe as she fingered her pussy, enjoying the feeling of power, dominance and revenge.  “Maybe you deserve to die kissing my ass.  You betrayed me and tried to destroy my life Jessica… I thought you were my friend, but I should thank you.  I understand now how good it feels to be an amoral bitch who gets whatever she wants.  Maybe I’ll sit on you till you pass out and the oxygen starves your brain.  After I’ve dealt with Annabelle, maybe we could hook your comatose vegetable body to the machines and leave you there forever.  Ohhhh yes, so many ways I can take my revenge on you.”

Jessica realised Khloe had gone completely insane - she wasn’t sure if the bitch was simply trying to make her afraid or really was now planning to smother her to death too.  Spots swan in her eyes and she struggled to breathe as Khloe pushed her perfect ass down harder on her former friends face and suffocated her.

Khloe was close to cumming, lost in the sensations.  She loved how wicked her nails looked on her fingers as they pushed in and out of her pussy.  She couldn’t believe how good it felt to be an evil bitch.

WHACK.

Khloe screamed as she was suddenly violently thrown from her seat on Jessie’s face.  She crashed to the floor and trying to stand up tripped up over her own panties which were around her ankles.

By the time she got back to her feet it was to see that Jessica was on her feet.  The bitch had managed to get the ropes off her hands and untie her feet too.  The ballgag was still in her mouth, and her eyes blazed hatred and anger as she adopted a kick-boxing pose and Khloe laughed.

“You dumb bitch, you think even in your old body you can take me on?” Khloe hissed and spread her hands like claws, her nails glinting in the light.  “One stab from my nails and I’ll be able to dominate your mind and turn you into my slave… just like you did with Jason.  The only reason I haven’t till now is I’ve been enjoying torturing you so much.”

Jessica unfastened the ball gag and ripped it from her mouth, her eyes cautious now.  She knew the magic nails made Khloe more dangerous than she looked.  “I guess I’m going to have to take my chances.”

They circled each other like panthers, then… with a sudden flurry… they attacked!

**** ***

Nikki watched the door nervously - keeping a look out for any Doctors or Nurses that might come in and interfere with what was happening.  She didn’t entirely understand what was happening - it was funny that she used to be so smart - and these days it was much easier just to do whatever Jessie told her.

She hoped her leader knew what she was doing… after all, how was putting nails on a comatose woman supposed to help?

Amiee crouched by the bed, concentrating intently on applying the nails to Annabelle’s fingers. As each one slid into place, the monitor by Annabelle’s bed would beep and fluctuate as if something were happening to stimulate her body and mind.  Her aging body seemed to look better already.  The bruises and cuts from the car crash were vanishing and the grey in her hair was fading to return to silky blackness.  Her sagging breasts seemed to be firming up and getting bigger on her chest too.  It was like Annabelle was being reborn.

A static charge seemed to build up in the room as Amiee prepared to apply the final nail.  Suddenly the heart monitor began to chirp as Annabelle’s heart began to race and brain activity began to register on the monitor.  Sliding the final nail onto Annabelle’s finger, Amiee grinned as the body in front of her convulsed and the heart monitor flatlined.

But Annabelle wasn’t dead.  Instead her beautiful eyes had flown open and she was ripping the ventilator and the wires from her body as she came back to life.  She flexed her nailed fingers and groaned as she sat up - revived by their power and back to her old self.

“Amiee… Nikki… what the hell is going on? And where is Jessie?”  

**** ***

Jessica kicked out, but to her horror Khloe blocked the blow and moved into her guard.  She screamed as the powerful bitch stabbed her nails into her neck, and she felt all the will and resistance drain out of her.  

“Good girl,” hissed Khloe, “I guess we’ll just have to do this the easy way.”

A wonderful calm filled Jessica as she realised Goddess Khloe had won.  Her mind and body were just playthings for her Mistress now and Goddess Khloe would soon reprogram her into a perfect slave.  She couldn’t wait.

Khloe grinned as she felt her power flow into Jessica.  Her back to the bedroom door, she revelled in her victory.  For one scary moment there, she had thought Jessica had found a way to break free and escape her fate.  It was a shame, she had wanted to torment and tease the bitch for longer - but she couldn’t take any further risks.  She would wipe Jessica’s mind of all knowledge of the nails and turn her back into a tomboy.  Then she would torment and tease her forever, Jessica never understanding why her new Step-Mom was so evil and mean to her.  Jessie’s head lolled helplessly on her chest as Khloe prepared to fully dominate her mind and felt her magic nails tingle in anticipation.

It’s now or never bitch… this is your final chance to stay as me and be the Queen.

Jessie felt Khloe’s spell on her break.  She knew she only had a few seconds of will power gifted to her by her alter-ego.  With a savage roar she threw her head back and felt it connect with Khloe’s face… there was a sharp crack… and the world went black.

**** ****

Annabelle was furious.  When she finally got her hands on this bitch Khloe she would make the slut understand the meaning of suffering.  Flanked by Amiee and Nikki she hurled open the door to her home and stormed inside, ready to confront and fight Khloe.  But she stopped in amazement at the scene that greeted her.

Chloe sat in the middle of the room, firmly bound to a chair - a ball gag deep in her mouth.  By the chair sat a nail removal kit and it was clear that someone had already taken the magic nails from her.  Tears streaked her face, and there was real fear in her eyes.

“I just thought I’d give her a taste of her own medicine,”  laughed a voice and Annabelle purred happily as her step-daughter crashed into her and gave her a huge hug.  “Mommy, you’re okay - I knew the nails could save you.”

“I was heading here to save you my dear,” grinned Annabelle, “But it seems you truly are the Alpha bitch.  Even without the nails, you’ve defeated Chloe.  What happened?”

“She nearly had me,” shivered Jessica, “but I managed to head butt her and she fell and banged her head on the bed frame.  She was out cold, so I trussed her up - properly this time, and took the nails off her.  She can’t hurt us anymore.”

“Jessica,” giggled Nikki as she saw her old friend was back, “You’re back to normal… eugh, you look awful.  Guess I’m the hottest girl at school now.”

“Not for long, so don’t get any funny ideas Nikki,” smiled Jessica nastily, “I’m going right back to being a bitch.  Amiee… I desperately need a new nail appointment.  I need to be Jessie again, she is the real me, Jessie is who I truly am now.”

Annabelle smiled.  It was so pleasing to see the corruption had fully taken hold.  Even stripped of the nails, Jessica had no interest in her old life. She only wanted to be an Alpha Bitch now and Annabelle was pleased she finally had a step-daughter she could be proud of.  And she really was proud of her. Jessie had more than proven she had the iron will to take her place as the leader of the next generation of bitches that would continue to use the salon and wear the magic nails. One day Jessie would choose her own apprentice and Annabelle only hoped her step-daughter would be just as pleased with her own protégé as she had been with hers.

Amiee grinned,  “I’ll sort you out right away babe… right after I deal with a certain bitch who seems to have gotten ideas above her station… I do so love a happy ending.”

**** ***

Evie glowered sullenly as she watched Jessie leaving the salon with her bitchy Step-Mom… two Goddesses on their way to a life of luxury and power.  She couldn’t believe she’d been demoted… again!  She giggled and smiled to herself as she thought of all the chaos she’d caused… then again it was a lot of fun… maybe it had been worth it after all. 

Jessie felt so relieved to be back to her true self, she vainly admired her immaculate nails and checked her makeup was perfectly on point.  Her step-mom Annabelle smiled to herself as she drove the car home, reminded of their first journey to the salon, what seemed a lifetime ago.  Jessie had come such a long way and finally everything was as it should be.

Pulling up in the driveway the two women strode into their home.   “Slave, go clean my car… and don’t forget to wax it too. I’m going upstairs to entertain my husband. I’m still getting him fully back under control.”

“Yes Mistress,” squeaked Slave as she hurried in her naughty French maid outfit to obey her Goddesses commands.  Humming happily as she began to clean the car.  It was funny, she had no idea who she really was, all she knew was that she had to obey her Mistresses.  It made her so happy to just obey.

Watching her former friend, now a brainwashed slave eagerly cleaning the car, Jessie shook her head in amusement.  “Pathetic.”

She strutted out into the garden wearing her favourite swimsuit and laying down on a lounger, began to sunbathe.  Her enemies were all defeated, her reign as Queen Bee now unopposed. Sure she was kept busy running her clique and manipulating everyone around her - but that was hardly work… It was more like fun.

Being an Alpha Bitch wasn’t an easy task, but Jessie was finally convinced.

She had completely nailed it…