STICKY SORCERY

 STICKY SORCERY

(For Mara. Love you babe x)

Andrew was excited as he led his friend Paul into his dorm room and pulled out the large leather bound book they'd stolen from the library the other day. He couldn't wait to show Paul what he'd discovered.

The Liber Tenebrae didn't look like anything special at first glance, just some dusty old book, but Andrew knew it held the key to saving him and his room mate from Embermore Academy forever.

The two of them were social outcasts here amongst an already outcast population. Students whose families were too busy with jobs or careers to care for them and so had left them in the remote and exclusive boarding school. They were bullied, belittled and treated like dirt by the other students as they were in turn the bottom of the pile. 

They spent a lot of their time hiding in the school library which had become a sanctuary of sorts. That's where they had found the book, forgotten and abandoned on a creaking shelf.

At first Andrew hadn't been able to understand it. The book was seemingly written in Latin... but then as he skimmed over a page, the words seemed to reorder themselves into English.

Paul couldn't read the book, to him the words remained stubbornly incomprehensible. It was like the book had chosen Andrew somehow.

Realising this was not normal, Andrew had begun to read and his excitement had grown as he had realised this was a book of magic. Spells to teleport, control minds, change shape and gender... if he could master these powers then he could finally either escape Embermore with his friend or do something to increase their social standing. 

The problem was none of it worked. Andrew couldn't even cast the simplest spell from the tome. It was like there was something... missing.

But now that had changed.

"Watch this Paul," grinned Andrew pointing to a cup on his desk. He spoke some garbled Latin and then to Paul's amazement the cup rose into the air and flew into Andrew's hand.

"You... you did it! But how?"

Andrew grinned smugly. "I had to read the book deeply, then I realised there were constant references to the 'essence'. It took me a while to realise the spells needed something to power them."

"What? What did they need?"

Andrew suddenly blushed and coughed in embarassment. "Ermmm well it's kind of weird. The errr magic kinda erm feeds on... cum."

There was an absolute silence for a moment or two. Neither spoke. Then Paul laughed.

"You are joking right?"

Andrew didn't react, just kept on blushing.

"Errr no. Not really. To be fair I found it out by accident. I had gotten frustrated trying to use the spell book so I decided to jerk off. When I did, I felt this weird kind of... hunger. I don't know why, but I had this urge to cum all over myself. When I shot my load it just sort of absorbed into my skin and I suddenly felt the power. Now I can finally use magic."

Paul laughed. "Andrew that's insane. The magic is powered by cum?"

"I know it seems crazy but it's true. The problem is when I tried to cast more magic I couldn't. I didn't have enough power because when I use spells it seems to drain the essence I've already absorbed."

"So how did you cast that spell you just showed me?"

Andrew blushed again. "I spent all night jerking off, trying to drain my balls onto myself. I managed to absorb quite a lot of essence but then I began to... run out. A guy can only make so much. According to the book it seems different essence has different amount of energy. Your own is the weakest. Other people's is stronger and apparantly there are variations there too. I can't cast any of the powerful spells yet - I need lots more essence first."

Paul's mind took a moment to follow what Andrew was saying to the logical conclusion. "Wait... are you... ughhhh dude NO I am not cumming on you."

Andrew blushed again. "I don't like it either, but I need more essence... more CUM to get us out of here. Even if I jerk off every day it will take months to gather enough energy to teleport even one of us. I need another source. Please buddy."

"Andrew you're nuts. I can't do that. My dick won't even get hard looking at you... the thought disgusts me."

Andrew sighed. "I had a feeling you might say that so I came up with a backup plan. I have just enough power to use a shape-changing spell. If I turn myself into a girl, maybe you'll find it easier to do what needs to be done."

Before Paul could stop him, Andrew had chanted some more Latin gibberish. And then he began to change.

Tearing off his glasses whilst he changed, Andrew moaned as his his shirt buttons popped and pinged off. His usually smart close cropped hair began to lengthen and redden from natural ginger to a bright dyed red and Paul backed away uneasily as he heard his friends bones pop and crack.

"Oh fuckkk that feels soo good," groaned Andrew his voice wavering in a strange way between masculine and feminine. "Ohhhh fuck yessss."

Andrew was shrinking in height but swelling up in all the right places. A bra formed over his chest as more buttons pinged off and his shirt was wrenched open by two large rounded globes of smooth white flesh.

Andrew's waist crunched in as his ass began to inflate... each buttock becoming a toned slappable cheek as he giggled and shivered with pleasure.

His trousers fused together and shot up, his new girly ass giving the plaid school skirt he was now wearing a hot little shelf at the back, as his blazer reconfigured to a girls size.

Andrew's body hair melted away to reveal creamy soft white flesh as a number of tattoos swirled into life on his transformed body. His bright red hair organised itself on his head as smoky eye makeup and thick red lipstick coated his features.

"Oh wow, I think I have a pussy, ooooh and I'm wearing a thong," he giggled in a completely feminine voice as his Adam's apple completely vanished and his lashes grew longer. Andrew's face took on a confident cheeky grin as his features smoothed out into feminine perfection. 

Black nail varnish coated his fingers as his school shoes became a pair of non regulation high heels shoes and knee length black socks rose partially up his completely smooth legs. Jamming his glasses back onto his head, he struck a sexy pose and purred happily.

"It worked! I'm a fucking girl now!"

Andrew felt amazing as the final micro changes stopped and he turned to admire himself in the mirror. "Wow it really did work. I'm fully female." 

Everything had changed. He had piercings and his body was softer and it smelt nicer too. Gone was the bookish shy nerd, instead replaced by a super hot woman. He now looked like a freaky emo girl with a bad attitude. It was clear he was a bit of a rebel, the tattoos, dyed hair and high heels all hinting at a woman who didn't care about the rules. He wondered if that was a part of him the spell had brought out, a bit of wish fulfilment. Andrew never broke the rules, but now he felt different. It was hot to break the rules and he wanted to rebel.

Paul didn't seem impressed though. "Oh my God, you need to change back Andrew. If the House Master catches a girl in the boys section we'll be dead!" he gibbered as he regarded his transformed buddy.

"Chill out," laughed Andrew. "The risk is all part of the fun. That lazy bastard Scorggins never checks on us. Besides, I can't change back. I need more essence."

Looking down he giggled as he realised his predicament. "Ooooh and now I don't even have a dick I'm stuck this way permanently unless someone else cums over me. I can't do it myself anymore."

Andrew seemed to find this funny rather than alarming much to Paul's horror. Paul also noted that female Andrew didn't seem to be as embarrassed talking about sex as her male counterpart. In fact she seemed slightly more confident overall, like becoming female had made Andrew more assertive somehow.

Andrew advanced on him, unbuttoning his already creaking blouse further.

"Come on dude. I know you're a horny guy who spends hours jerking off to sluts who look just like me. I get that you couldn't get hard for old me, but check me out now. Don't tell me this isn't getting you hard?"

Before Paul could stop him, Andrew began to strip off entirely... revealing his new sexy body.

Discarding his blouse and his blazer, Andrew stood unashamed of his new body, enjoying his friends hungry gaze as his eyes were drawn magnetically to his massive breasts. They looked so good in the bright pink bra.

"Fuckkk, I had no idea these would be so big," smiled Andrew as he groped himself happily. "I guess I must like a curvy female body. The spell absorbed my subconscious desires of the kind of woman I'd most like to be. Mmmh these titties are cum magnets, just what I need."

Paul felt his dick twitch as he watched the massive pillows that Andrew held in his hands go round and round. They looked amazing. He wondered what his dick would look like inside that cleavage.

"You like my titties don't you, but that's not all I've got" Andrew turned around slowly, giving Paul a good look at his curvy tattooed body and his perfect ass. "Come on baby, don't tell me you don't wanna cum all over these big tits and slutty face. Mmmmmh I need your essence to do more magic."

Paul had to admit Andrew WAS sexy now. His dick was hard and he felt an urge to give in. Wouldn't that slutty face look so good covered in spunk?

"No. I... I can't do this. You're still Andrew. Even thinking your name is making my dick go soft again. I'm sorry."

Andrew smiled. "Then don't think of me as Andrew. Why not think of me as... Ember. As in Embermore Academy. Hahaha yes I like it."

Before Paul could stop her, 'Ember' slid into his arms and guided his hands to her ass and beasts. Soft pink lips met his and the smell and feel of soft sexy girl was everywhere.

"Mmmmmh I want your cum baby, I NEED your cum," whispered Ember into his ear and he was suddenly harder than ever before.

"I... I'm a virgin," he squeaked. "I don't know what to do."

"Mmmmh relax baby. So am I remember... but we can have fun figuring this out together. Let me take care of you. Mmmmh don't worry. I'll just give you a blowjob this time. I just need your cum and then we can maybe do more magic together later."

Paul groaned as Ember sank to her knees and slid his dick out of his pants. "Wow Paul you're huge. Such a big dick, I hope your balls are full. I NEED your cum."

Moaning sexily Ember slid her lips round the tip of his cock and with a wet pop began to suck and slurp.

On his knees lost in the moment, Andrew couldn't believe he was sucking his dorm buddies cock. He knew he was straight, and yet the magic spellbook had instilled in him a hunger for cum that overrode his old sexuality. It wasn't a question of gay or straight... he would do anything to have more essence, to cast more magic. Whilst he was sure he could have found willing guys around this school to suck and jerk off, it was still going to be easier to get lots of cum with this hot body. 

Also it made it easier to rationalise what he was doing and keep it at arms length from himself now he had turned himself into a woman. Not only was this body perfect for getting more cum but he could tell himself that HE wasn't sucking dick.... Ember was. HE wasn't enjoying being a slut... it was Ember. The fact he and Ember were the same didn't matter. The fact he was loving this more than he could describe wasn't the point. It felt good to be a slut... but it was just a means to an end. Wasn't it?

"Mmmmphhhh." Wet glugging sounds filled the dorm as Andrew's sexy head slid back and forwards. His big tits bounced on his chest. Yessss, it felt great to suck dick.

Andrew had no idea what he was doing really. He'd seen a few porn videos online, but then again, it didn't seem like rocket science. He knew as a guy what he'd like. Lick the tip, suck to the base and massage the balls. His new body gave him new found confidence too.

"Ohhhh fuck Ember, yessss youre the best. Ohhh shit this is amazing."

It made Andrew strangely proud to see the effect he was having on Paul. He felt his insatiable hunger for cum growing. He needed this so badly! He sucked harder and pumped his head up and down furiously.

"Ohhhh fuck I'm gonna cum," screamed Paul and pulling her head off his cock Ember furiously pumped dick whilst eagerly sticking out her chest.

"Cum for me baby, give me all that fucking essence." Paul groaned and he began to cum. Huge loads of virgin sperm blasted out over Ember's waiting chest. It dripped and flowed over her body for a moment then slowly absorbed into her.

"Ohhh fuck yes! So much more energy! Your essence is oozing with power."

Andrew felt amazing as he absorbed three times more magic than he'd managed with his own self loads all at once. THIS was the secret to more power. He needed other people's cum. He needed it badly.

And yet there was something weird. As he absorbed the cum he felt his feminine personality change. The cum on his chest was from a weak and pathetic white boy. It was beta spunk and it was making him feel nasty and in control. Making virgins like Paul cum was easy, and it was fun. But he now felt that his friend was kind of pathetic. He felt a stirring of female superiority and a desire to boss Paul about. 

"Mmmh I'm all charged up and ready to fucking rock," grinned Ember standing up and feeling a new satisfying bitchiness. 

"Are you gonna turn back into Andrew now?" asked Paul curiously.

Andrew sneered and began putting his uniform back on. "Why the fuck would I waste the energy you dummy? No... I think we should take a little trip to the big city. I can teleport us now so we can get out of this dump whenever I like."

Ember looked down at herself. "We can't wear these clothes though. She snapped her fingers and Paul gasped as his outfit transformed and so did hers. She was now dressed in a pretty pink dress and looked amazing. He was in a plain t shirt and jeans. 

"Let's hit the big city! I'm sick of this fucking academy. I'll have us back before they know we were ever gone."

She clicked her fingers again.

***

The teleport was instant and aside from a brief moment of disorientation there were no Ill effects.

"Is this... LA?" gasped Paul amazed. "We're on the other side of the continent."

Ember smiled proudly and wiggled her fingers. "Cool huh. With my magic we can do ANYTHING so you better not be a loser and piss me off. Come on let's look around."

The two of them walked through the hot dry heat of LA taking in the sights and looking in shops. They hit a bar and Ember did some Jedi Mind trick to make the bar tender serve them. After drinking a cocktail or two they realised it was getting late. 

"Shit," cursed Ember winkling her nose. "I must have overdone it brainwashing that barman. I don't have enough power to get us back to Embermore. I need more cum. Get your cock out."

Paul's eyes widened in horror. "Oh no. I can't do it here."

Ember rolled her eyes. "Duh, we'll go to the bathroom dummy. You can cum on me in there."

Paul blushed. "I... I'm not sure I can do it in public."

"Well we better try or we are stuck here. Don't be a fucking loser."

They went to a stall together and whipping out his dick Ember spat on it in a business like way and began to pump it... to no effect. 

"Come on loser, get hard. What are you waiting for?"

Paul wasn't sure why, but Ember wasn't turning him on. She was being too assertive and it was making him anxious and unable to perform.

"Dude what the fuck?" she hissed. "You fucking loser, cant you even get it hard for these big titties?"

"I think I have performance anxiety and this whole situation is freaking me out. I cant get it up."

"Damn it," snarled Ember. "I need cum fast. If you cant give me it I'll have to find somewhere else. Wait... I think we went past a sex shop earlier... I have an idea. You fucking useless loser, follow me."

***

Andrew felt a thudding excitement as the hot black guy from the counter let him and Paul into the 'back room' of the sex shop. He could feel his hunger for cum growing, drowning out even his irritation for how pathetic Paul was being.

It was strange. Since absorbing Paul's load, Andrew felt he had changed, but he liked it. It was like something in the essence had altered him further. He felt... growing contempt and self-loathing towards Paul. It had made him feel kind of... bitchier and even more confident. He liked how it felt. 

He wondered if absorbing other men's cum would change him further? He felt strangely excited to find out.

He'd heard about places like this. Glory hole's where those who knew where to look could find casual sex quickly. They didnt have long to get back to school, but luckily the guys in the store had been all too eager to help a girl out... especially once Ember had used her mind control magic.

Ember? Was he Andrew or was she Ember? The boundaries were blurring, but it didn't seem to matter. He just needed cum right now and seeing as Paul was useless another source was needed.

"He going in as well? grinned the black guy. "This is girls only."

"Oh dont worry, he just wants to watch. He's a bit of a cuck I promise," smiled Ember sweetly. Brainwashed by her magic the guy just nodded and let them in.

"Why did you say that?" complained Paul.

"Well you kind of are a cuck aren't you? A real man would have fucked my face and dumped a load over me and we'd be back by now," she sneered. "Now shut up and let me focus. Go sit in the corner. Jerk off if you like, maybe warching me suck someone else's dick will help you get over your erectile dysfunction."

Ember felt a nervous excitement as she saw the holes in the walls. Her mouth salivated as she felt the hunger for cum rising. She giggled as her friend stumbled over a chair and landed on it awkwardly. Paul looked totally out of his depth here and she felt a twang of amusement. What a loser.

"Andrew... Ember... I'm not sure this is a good idea," he muttered.

"Shut up Paul. If you could get hard for me, we wouldn't need to do this. Your cock may be big, but you clearly have beta instincts. A real man would have cum all over my slut face so we could teleport out of here. Part of me is glad though. I kinda wanna try a big black cock."

"How do you know it will be black?" stuttered Paul.

"Haha did you see how the store owner was eyeing me up? Whose dick do you think is about to come through this wall? He's hot. I can't wait to taste him."

Sure enough, there was a rustle at the glory hole and Ember squealed in delight as a huge black cock slowly slid through. 

"Mmmmmh I can't wait to feed on this," gloated Ember as she slid her full pink lips around the giant cock emerging from the wall and she began to eagerly suck.

Paul watched miserably from the corner. This sucked.

Ember could feel the power in this big dick and it was intoxicating. Paul's cum had given her a boost, but she could feel the additional energy in this cock and it was going to power her completely up.

As she sucked she realised she'd stopped thinking of herself as Andrew. She was no longer a guy being Ember sucking dick. Now she just WAS Ember being a cock whore. That seemed fine to her.

She sucked and sucked. Occasionally she'd pop the cock out of her mouth and pump it with her hands. She worked that dick like a Goddess moaning like a whore.

Glug glug glug

"Fuck you little slut, I'm gonna cum," she heard a distant voice behind the wall say and with shining eyes she intensified her efforts.

Suddenly cum was raining down on her and Ember moaned happily. She felt the cum dripping over her body and the power within being absorbed. "Holy shit, mmmmmh yessss. Your cum is so much more potent than Paul's."

Ember moaned and her pussy got wet. Her nipples were hard her body aching. She felt feverish and bursting with magic. More and more cum rained down and she eagerly ate it and licked it.

"Yessss give me all of your cum."

As she absorbed the cum, she felt herself change again. A feeling of bratty superiority filled her. Yes! She was a hot slutty white emo girl and she deserved only the best. White boys were simps and deserved no respect. Her magic and her femininity meant they should serve her.

The cum was corrupting her, making her into a bad bitch. Thoughts of dominating white boys were turning her on. She moaned as she imagined turning Paul into a sissy and forcing his head onto a black cock. 

She shook and moaned letting the evil enter her soul. It felt so good to give in and embrace the power. 'Yesss I'm a bitch. I'm a fucking bitch. I'm Ember now and the power is ALL mine."

Her evil lips twisted into a cruel smile. Fuck yesssss. It felt so good.

Letting go of the drained cock she stood up, the last of the cum absorbing in.

"Come on loser," she sneered as she saw that despite his best efforts to jerk off, Paul had been unable to cum in the corndr. "We need to get back. I have plans for you and everyone else."

She snapped her fingers...

***

The next day

Paul couldn't believe that his friend still hadn't transformed back to his usual self. Ember was cool and all but he missed Andrew.

He also felt kind of ashamed about his failure in LA. He also had developed strong sexual feelings for Ember. He kept fantasising about the time she sucked his dick and knew he wanted more.

He decided he'd sneak out the old fashioned way and get her some flowers. He was sure she'd appreciate them.

For her part Ember was busy pouring over the spell book. She was now brimming with energy and was loving finding new ways to use it.

Brainwashing anyone who came to their dorm to remember her only as Ember and not ask questions as to why she was there was only one use. She wanted to explore other powers. 

There were lots of interesting spells she wanted to try. She felt kind of bad about the way she'd treated Paul. He was her best friend.

She'd already used the self-transformation spell, but there was also a spell to transform others. She decided she'd help poor pathetic white boy Paul. She'd turn him into a stud like the one from the sex shop. Then he could be the first to fuck her and take her real virginity (blow jobs didnt count).

Preparing the spell she went looking but to her growing irritation he was nowhere to be seen. The impatience in her finally blew. Fine! She'd just transform someone else then!

By the Library she found a nervous looking guy. She knew him... Kelvin. Grabbing him by his shirt she dragged him back to her dorm room and once inside pushed him onto the bed.

"Wh... what are you doing?" he asked in amazement. 

"You're gonna fuck me good Kelvin. Once I make a few improvements." She wiggled her fingers.

It was too bad Paul wasn't here... but now Kelvin was getting the upgrade. Ember watched excitedly as he groaned and tore at his clothing. His pathetic white dick began to swell and muscles spread across his body.

"Mmmmmh now we're talking," growled Ember. "Take it all Kelvin... become a stud for me."

Growling and roaring, Kelvin's testosterone levels increased and he laughed, stretching his now huge six foot three body with pleasure. Muscles rippled and he became a black adonis.

Grabbing his cock Ember began to greedily slurp it. But she wanted more than a blowjob this time.

"Fucking eat me out Kelvin. Make my pussy nice and wet."

Kelvin hesitated. "I.. I don't know what to do."

Ember wiggled her fingers. "Your mind is now completely under my control. Listen carefully. Kelvin is gone. You are now Kieran. You are a confident, arrogant powerful black guy who loves to fuck tight white pussy. You love eating pussy and you love to fuck."

Kieran blinked as his autonomyy returned. "Damn girl, your pussy looks fine. Come here."

Ember smiled happily as he got to work. "Ohhhhh fuck yessssss."

***

Meanwhile Paul was returning from the shops. He'd snuck back in and was carrying a bunch of roses. He was sure that Ember would like them and then maybe they'd make love together.

As he approached his dorm he could hear strange banging and moaning sounds. A woman's voice was raised and he ran to the door and pushed it open.

"Oh fuck yessss Kieran, deeper. Fuck my virginity out of me and make me a slut. Don't stop until you cum in me. My pussy is hungry for your load."

Bent over HIS bed, sex juices soaked into the sheets Ember was getting fucked used by a monster of a man. He pounded into her balls deep with deep wet slaps and her face was a mask of ecstasy as she orgasmed.

"Mmmmmh ohhhh fuckkkkk hello Paul. I, mmmmmh was looking for you ahhhh earlier. I was going to mmmmmh give you a gift... but I decided to give it to Kieran here instead."

Ember moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Mmmmh you have no idea how good it feels. The more he fucks me, the more of a bitch I become."

Changing positions Ember laughed to see the flowers and Paul's heartbroken face. She spread her legs extra wide and howled with pleasure as he began to smash into her harder and harder.

"Awwww you poor loser. Were they for me? Too bad. Mmmmmh all I want is cock and cum from a real man, not flowers. Your pecker may be big, but I wouldn't put it into me if you were the last man alive."

Kieran grunted and Ember moaned as he began to cum into her. "Ohhhh shit, its official. I'm definitely NOT a virgin anymore. Ive had a guy cum in me and I like it. Fuck yes I'm all charged up to maximum power. Cucking you seems to add extra charge to the essence. Even if I had been going to use a spell to make you hot, I wouldn't do it now."

Using Paul's sheets to clean off her own juices and sweat she tossed it to him.

"Now clean up this fucking dorm like a good boy."

***

A few days later...

Ember moaned as the boys around her grunted and blasted her with more cum. This was her third cum bath today, and she couldn't get enough. She loved it and she felt her feelings of narcissism and self-love intensify... along with her contempt for white boys.

"Thank you boys. I'll see you later."

In the corner Paul sat sourly watching everything. "Ember - I don't get it. You used your magic to turn them all into black studs. Why didn't you transform me too?"

"Oh Pauly, you silly little white shrimp. You're my friend zoned little bestie. I'll never change you. I need you to stay just like this... a loser, so I never forget how far I have come."

Ember giggled at the look of desperation on her loser friends face. It had only taken her three days to turn the academy into her personal doll house.

Right now the Principal was eating food out of a dog bowl, and meanwhile House Master Scroggins was now Sandra - a hot white party girl getting railed by multiple guys. This place was a lot more fun now she was in charge. 

She'd changed most people to suit her new desires... all except one.

"Andrew, you have to snap out of this," sobbed Paul. "The magic isn't worth it. You've become an evil fucking bitch."

Ember laughed. "Andrew? Who is that? He's gone loser. Don't you prefer me this way? You helped me become this way remember."

"No... I want my friend back. I hate you!"

Paul suddenly lunged at Ember, but a mere raise of her eyebrow caused the air to solidify and hold him.

'Tsk tsk Pauly. How dare you try to attack your Mistress. Now I need to discipline you."

She clicked her fingers.

***

The sex dungeon had once been the basement of the school. Now it served a new purpose.

Ember stretched, enjoying the feeling of the tight red latex on her body. Paul whimpered as he realised he was semi naked and collared. 

Ember thrust her groin forward obscenely so that Paul could see the strap on dangling there.

"Bad boys get punished Pauly. Now Mistress is going to have to teach you a lesson. Ironically your cum has become valuable to me again. According to my spell book, virgin white boy cum extracted through female sexual torture is particularly potent. That's why Ive warped your mind to make you a proto-sissy who wants me to fuck him in the ass."

Paul moaned happily as Mistres Ember pegged him. She grunted and giggled as she pounded his ass, pumping his cock stick at the same time and ready to milk it for every drop of essence.

He began to cum all over Mistresses hands and she smirked as it was swiftly absorbed in.

"Wow baby, so much energy and my loathing for puny weak white boys is now even stronger."

Leaving him a sticky mess still tied up in the dungeon Ember walked away and vanished with a pop.

As he lay drained and exhausted, Paul grieved for the friend he had lost and yet he had to admit he felt an uncontrollable lust for Mistress.

This would be his life from now on.

For Mistress Ember.

For Embermore...

The End.

Epilogue

"Welcome to Ember Moore academy maggots. You are the newest intake of white boys to arrive. Since I took over the running of the academy since the last Principals unfortunate mental breakdown where he tried to fuck a dog - things have run very smoothly round here.

You may call me Mistress Moore. This is my place... its even named after me and everything here happens because I want it to.

You will be divided into three groups. A sixth of you will be transformed into my female prefects. Two fiths will become our squad of black athletes. The rest of you will remain as pathetic white boys only you'll soon find things get even worse. By the time you leave you'll either be a total gooner or a sissy.

Any questions losers?

What's that? Oh that's Paul - my gimp. He doesn't come out of the leather dog costume much these days. 

Now your group will be decided by a series of tests. Starting with the female prefects. Who of you are brave enough to give your fellow students a hand job? Let's see who is good enough to do it well and get transformed.

And remember, there is NO escape from Ember Moore Academy. It's almost like things happen around here... by magic."