Family Tree

 Family Tree

I wasn't exactly happy when my cruel and spoiled cousin ended up living with us - but given the circumstances, I was willing to give her a break. Ashley had just been orphaned and after her parents both died in a car crash, it was my Dad that stepped up to help.

Ashley seemed surprisingly untraumatised by her parents death. I had always known she was self centered - but this seemed extreme. She only seemed to care that whilst her parents estate was processed, she had been forced to move out of her luxurious mansion with all her clothes and even move school. No more private girls school for her - now she was stuck at the local school.

"What the fuck? Ughhhh your house is like disgusting!" she sneered as she threw her suitcase onto her new bed in my cramped room. "I can't believe I have to share a room with a loser like you!"

It was true - our house was tiny. It was just Dad and me, so she had to squeeze in where she could. I just had to bite my tongue - she was being so ungrateful but I guess she had been through a lot.

"Ughhhh your clothes are disgusting. What kind of girl are you?" scoffed Ashley as she looked through my wardrobe with a sneer on her pretty face. "Honestly it's EMBARASSING to even be related to you. Are you sure we are really cousins?"

Growling I pulled down the family tree book and tossed it to her.

"See for yourself."

The book had been passed through our family for generations. The front pages had an elaborate family tree detailing the different branches if our family. The rest of it was gibberish. I'd always felt a strange tug when I looked at it - like if I stared long enough I'd begin to understand - but it was probably just my imagination.

Ashley flicked open the book and her eyes narrowed. "What the fuck is all this writing after our family tree?"

"I don't know. The book goes back centuries and has been passed down through our family. We just add our names. No one has ever been able to work out the rest of the writing or what it means."

I held out my hand for Ashley to return the book, but she clasped it possessively and wandered off to sit and read it.

Funny... I had never imagined she'd be the studious type, but at least it was keeping her quiet.

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I awoke in the middle of the night to hear strange mutterings. Drowsily I opened my eyes but didn't move so as to appear still asleep. Something had woken me... not the mutterings... but what?

I could hear Ashley's voice whispering and I carefully turned my head slightly. She was crouched on her bed, the family tree book in front of her and her palm open.

As she chanted a ball of glowing light appeared in her hand and I saw her mouth twitch into a triumphant smile. My heart pounded - then I realised I must be in a dream.

I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

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Walking through the kitchen the next morning I tiredly stretched. Ashley was already there looking bright eyed and dressed for school. I saw the book peaking out of her bag.

I moved the chair to sit at the table with her. There was an almost imperceptible flicker of Ashley's fingers as I began to sit down.

The chair moved.

It actually moved and I screamed and yelped as I fell to the floor with a crash.

"You clumsy bitch," smirked Ashley. "You're such a loser."

I leapt to my feet.

"You... you did that. You moved the chair!"

"Me? But I'm sat too far away. It's not like I can do magic or something you dummy."

She looked in my eyes as she said it and I shivered at how cold and triumphantly evil they were.

Oh shit....

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As we sat on the school bus I became more and more convinced Ashley was somehow developing magical powers. The family tree book was in her hands and her eyes were glued to the pages. She hungrily devoured the knowledge within, her lips twitching every now and then into a satisfied smile.

Last night hadn't been a dream. Somehow Ashley had unlocked the knowledge on the pages and was teaching herself magic. The implications of my cruel and selfish cousin having magical powers made my skin crawl.

I had to get the book from her.

"Hey Ashley, I never said you could keep that. Technically it belongs to me. Give it back."

Ashley looked up. I'd expected her to resist, but instead she held out the book.

"Oh... sure... take it."

I reached out and gasped. My fingers couldn't seem to get a grip on the book. It was like it was coated in grease or it was entirely insubstantial. I flailed and pawed at the air - eliciting laughs from the other students at my apparant clumsiness.

"Oh so you don't want it," grinned Ashley pulling it back to her chest.

"H... how did you do that?" I hissed.

"Oh - you'd be surprised at what I'm learning. Turns out our family has some surprising secrets and they will soon all be mine. Don't worry - you and your Daddy will get to see first hand."

She turned her back on me and went back to reading.

I felt physically sick as I watched her becoming more powerful.

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I didn't see Ashley for the rest of the day and had soon managed to convince myself that I was being paranoid. After all - magic isn't real.

Then I walked into the house and I knew something was wrong.

My Dad had changed. He was no longer himself. He was considerably taller and well built - with rippling muscles and a more defined much more handsome face. He was now wearing an expensive Armani open-necked suit and walked with a more confident assertive gait.

Ashley was sitting in the corner and she laughed as she saw my face.

"Isn't it cool? I can change anything I want about him."

"What the fuck have you done to my Dad!" I screamed as she giggled.

"Your Dad isn't even related to me - but he's the only one who has tried to help since my parents died. I thought I'd reward him... isn't he cute?"

Standing up Ashley advanced towards me with a wicked smile on her face.

"I brewed a potion that transformed him physically and mentally into an Alpha Male. As you can see the effects are quite impressive."

Overcome by anger I jumped forward but with a single gesture Ashley hurled me back against the wall and pinned me there. An invisible force held me tight... I could only just breathe.

"This power is so fucking delicious," laughed Ashley. "All my life I've wanted to be able to do whatever I want and now I'm a witch I can have it all. If only you'd perserved in reading our family tree - this power might be yours."

Throwing her arms wide - she laughed with a mad gleam in her eyes.

"There are spells and potions in here you wouldn't believe. I can't wait to try them all. But a powerful spellcaster like me needs to look the part. No one is going to take me seriously whilst I'm just some school girl."

Picking up a pink potion from the kitchen counter she smirked nastily. "Your Daddy is now perfect husband material. I think it's time to give him a sexy new wife. You need a wicked step-mother in your life to keep you in line. This potion is the female version of the one I gave your Daddy. Let's see how it improves me..."

I struggled helplessly as Ashley drank the potion and tossed the empty glass aside to smash. She groaned - swaying on her feet and groping her body as she began to transform.

She aged - groaning as she took on the full mature curves of a sexy wife - her skin tanning and becoming smooth and flawless. Her tits got even bigger - swelling up larger and larger as tight pink latex encased her body and a wave of jet black hair fell down her back.

Sharp red nails sprang from her fingers as wicked red lips curved into a smile and her voice deepend and became sultry and womanly.

"Ohhhhh fuck yes... this is more like it. Now I'm a real fucking witch. No more school for me. Say hello to your new Mommy."

Clicking her fingers Ashley laughed as my Dad walked into the kitchen.

"Take me upstairs and fuck my brains out."

She looked at me with a sneer.

"And as for you... get cleaning the house... step-daughter."

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For the next hour I cleaned the house whilst I listened to Ashley moaning like a whore upstairs as my Dad fucked her deep and hard.

I couldn't believe this was happening...

My eyes flicked over to Ashley's bag and I saw the family tree. I couldn't touch it though... not whilst I was still me.

Then again... as I saw the broken potion bottle still had a few drops of potion inside... I began to think... maybe there was a way out of this somehow. I would just have to wait and see.