Curses! - Ch.9 - Doing Math Like A Good Girl (Patreon)

*** content warning: mild / implied mind control ***

The sound of my phone's ringtone dragged me out of sleep, and I fumbled around bleary-eyed for it. The ringing stopped just as I found it, but before I could roll over and go back to sleep my phone buzzed with a text message instead.

I blinked and rubbed my eyes as I slowly focused on the screen, and realized there were five texts in addition to the missed call. It took another few seconds before I realized the texts and the call were all from Holly, my math tutor. And they all basically said she was downstairs at the front door and my lesson was supposed to have started a few minutes ago.

"Oh crap!" I exclaimed as it hit me. I'd slept in again, and needed to be up and dressed like ten minutes ago.

I rolled out of bed and the second thing hit me as I stared down at my cute busty feminine body. "Oh heck! I got turned into a girl last night!"

By that point my heart was racing, and I tapped out a quick apology to Holly that I'd be at the door in like two minutes. Then I tossed my phone back onto my bed, where it bonked a large mysterious lump under the covers. The lump groaned and mumbled something in a soft feminine voice, and the third thing hit me.

"Oh double heck!" I gasped and my cheeks went bright red as I remembered falling asleep naked in bed with my best friend. After she turned herself into a hot sexy catgirl. I didn't have time to be embarrassed though. Instead I just apologized, "Sorry Tabs! You can go back to sleep, I have to go deal with my math tutor."

I went to pull on some track pants and a t-shirt, but one look at the contents of my dresser reminded me that all my clothes got turned into cute sexy skimpy stuff. And I hadn't even really tried to figure any of that out yet, like I'd never worn a bra before and had no idea how to deal with the straps and closures and stuff.

So I did what I could, which resulted in me wearing a pair of light blue leggings and a tight pink scoop-neck top that did almost nothing to conceal the shape of my boobs or the outline of my nipples. I pulled my tight lavender hoodie overtop and tried to do it up, but the zipper literally wouldn't go more than halfway, so I was still showing off lots of cleavage and curves.

I stayed barefoot as I grabbed my phone again then left my bedroom. I ran down the first three stairs then carefully walked the rest of the way down until I got to the front door. 

I unlocked it and swung it open and apologized, "Holly I'm so sorry! I had a crazy night last night, a bunch of weird stuff happened that you will never believe, and I was up late and completely forgot to set my alarm. Come on in, we can do math in the kitchen and I'll make you a coffee or something ok?"

My math tutor stood there on the front step as she stared at me for a few long seconds. Even first thing on Saturday morning she looked pretty hot. She was wearing tight blue jeans that showed off the contours of her legs and hips and behind, and a cute green t-shirt with the college logo on the front. Her shoulder-length curly red hair was neatly styled as usual, and she had some subtle make-up that accentuated her features.

Her bright emerald green eyes slowly drifted up and down over my body before she finally responded, "Who are you?"

"Oh right," I grimaced. "So yeah, I said last night was weird and crazy right? It's a long story but the super short version is I accidentally got turned into a girl. I'm still me though alright? And I still need help with math. So uh, sorry I kept you waiting and I know we've only got like forty-five minutes left but I really need your help. So uh, kitchen? Coffee? Math?"

Holly watched me for another couple seconds before asking, "Are you serious? You expect me to believe that's really you, that you somehow turned yourself into a short cute blonde?"

I nodded, "It's me, I swear it. Remember how you suggested I should order that old math book a couple weeks ago? So it came yesterday, only it turned out I ordered the wrong book. Instead of the hexagon thing you told me to get I got some old magic book called the Hexinomicon? It's full of curses and I accidentally cursed myself to turn into this."

She stared at me for another second or two, then she actually laughed. "Ok that actually does sound like you."

"Uh, thanks? I guess?" I grimaced as I motioned her to come in.

Holly finally came inside so I closed the door behind her. Then standing next to her I hesitated for a second. She was a petite girl, normally she was more than twenty centimetres shorter than me. Only now, like everyone else, she was taller than me. At least ten centimetres taller. 

It took me a second or two to get over the height thing again. Then as we headed upstairs to the kitchen she asked, "So what's with the outfit?"

I shrugged, "All my clothes got changed and I haven't had a chance to really look through them yet? So I just grabbed the first thing I saw when I realized you were at the door."

When we reached the kitchen she sat down at the table and pulled out her laptop and stuff, while I got the coffee maker set up and turned it on. Then I excused myself and hurried back upstairs to my bedroom to grab my math stuff. I also picked up the curse book so I could show Holly, incase she thought I was making some of that stuff up.

Tabby was still in bed so I made sure to keep quiet and tried not to wake her, then I went back downstairs to the kitchen again and sat in the chair next to my tutor.

"Here's the book I got instead of that old math text," I said as I showed it to her. "It's all full of curses. It's pretty crazy, but this stuff actually works? Like I accidentally cursed myself into a girl, then cursed myself to be even smaller by mistake. Then my sister cursed all my clothes and stuff so everything would fit my new body, but she accidentally made everything kind of skimpy?"

Holly picked up the book and started flipping through the pages. While she did that she asked, "So ah, sorry if this is a touchy subject but are you going to be ok like that? Have you tried to turn yourself back to normal? And ah, do you want me to keep using your regular name? Or is there something else I should call you now?"

I blushed as I went to check the coffee, "Yeah uh, I hope you're not going to freak out about this but I'm using a new name and everything. Please call me Cheryl from now on, ok? And I'm using she her pronouns now too. I can't change back, the curse that changed me was permanent? But I'm pretty much ok with it, like I'm not freaking out or anything. I kind of like being cute and stuff."

Instead of freaking out Holly just smirked, "Yeah I'm not surprised. Cheryl huh? Do you mind if I call you Cherry? It kind of fits, with the way you're blushing. And the fact that you're small and cute, and a little bit hot."

My cheeks only got brighter, and I really wasn't sure what to say or how to respond.

Meanwhile her attention was back on the curse book again as she commented, "This is wild. So magic is real, and these curses are real. You just have to say these 'magic words' and you can curse people. Where'd you even get this from?"

"Some bookstore in Toronto?" I replied. "Their website says they have lots of rare and unique old books, antiques, stuff that's out of print or hard to find, imports, all that kind of thing? I already ordered the right book again last night, but it might not be here for another week or two."

Then I apologized, "I hope that doesn't mean we're wasting time until it gets here? We can still do like, regular math stuff right?"

"Sure," Holly nodded as she continued slowly looking through the curse book. "The Art of the Hexagon is a good book for working with geometric visualization, but it's not critical. I can still help you with visualization and geometry without it."

The coffee maker was done by then so I poured us a couple mugs then gave her an apologetic look, "Holly? I forget how you like your coffee."

My tutor rolled her eyes, "Same way you like yours Cherry. Two cream, two sweetener."

"Right," I blushed as I moved to the fridge. 

It only took me another half minute or so to finish making the coffees, then put the cream away again. I picked up the mugs, and as I turned back towards the table I realized Holly was whispering something. A second later it hit me, she was doing one of the curses.

"No wait!" I said as I hurried over to her, "That stuff's dangerous! Don't..."

I was too late, she finished whatever she was doing and closed the book, then set it aside on the table. 

She thanked me as she accepted her mug, "Thanks Cherry. Now we've already wasted half of the hour you booked, so we should probably get to work right?"

"Yeah," I grimaced again as I sat back down beside her. I had to ask though, "Uh, Holly? Did you curse someone? What did you do exactly?"

She smirked, "I maybe did a little experimental cursing, just as a test? You can't hand me a magic book and tell me it's real, then expect me not to try it out for myself."

That definitely didn't make me feel any better. In fact I got a bad feeling in my gut as I asked, "What curse did you try? And uh, you didn't test it on me did you?"

Holly still had that little smirk on her face as she took a sip of her coffee. Then instead of answering my questions she responded, "Right now we should be focusing on math Cherry. If you're a good girl I'll answer your questions after we're finished. Don't worry about that other stuff for now."

"Yes ma'am," I replied with a little pout.

She frowned, "That makes me feel old. Call me 'miss' instead of ma'am."

"Yes miss," I replied as I rolled my eyes.

This time she smiled, "Actually Cherry, address me as Miss Holly."

"Yes Miss Holly," I told her as I pouted again. 

"Good girl," she said with a smirk. 

That left me with some nice warm fuzzy feelings inside, as I opened up my math notes to where we left off the week before. The two of us finally got started, and even though we were more than a half hour late she decided to give me a full hour anyways.

It was kind of weird actually, like normally I'd get fidgety and need a break or something after a half hour. Or my mind would wander, or I'd get distracted and daydream. 

This time whenever Holly noticed I was starting to lose focus she'd tell me to concentrate or give me some new geometry puzzle and tell me to solve it. I'd say 'yes Miss Holly' then get right on it, and I wouldn't stop till I figured it out. Then she'd call me a good girl and I'd feel all warm and fuzzy inside for a few seconds, until she gave me the next thing to work on.

In fact when we did pause for a break it was Holly's suggestion. She had me fix us both another coffee, then it was right back to the math again as soon as I sat back down.

The hour actually seemed to go by quickly, but when we were finished I'd done a lot more than normal. Like something really clicked, and even without that hexagon book it was a super productive session. I was almost disappointed when the hour was up, which was kind of wild considering usually I couldn't wait for math to be over.

"That went really well," I commented as I finally closed my notebook. "I usually have a lot more trouble focusing on this stuff."

Holly smiled, "Yeah it sure did. Do you feel like you actually learned anything this morning?"

"For sure," I nodded as I got up and took our empty mugs over to the sink. 

While I was there I noticed my hoodie was draped over the back of the chair where I'd been sitting. I still had that tight pink top on though, even if it was a bit too revealing without a bra underneath.

As I rinsed the mugs out I commented, "I don't know what was different, but it just felt like everything really clicked, you know?"

Her smile shifted to a smirk as she told me, "Set up the coffee machine again Cherry, then fix me another mug when it's ready. I might know what was different this time, and I'll share it with you over coffee."

"Yes Miss Holly," I replied as I got to work.

"Good girl," she responded, which gave me another dose of those warm fuzzy feelings.

I waited quietly next to the coffee machine, while my math tutor relaxed at the kitchen table. She was reading something again but I ignored her while I watched the carafe slowly fill up. When it was finally full I poured mugs for myself and Holly, then mixed them both with cream and sugar like usual.

"Here you go Miss Holly," I said as I placed one of the mugs down in front of her, then took my seat again.

She smiled, "Thanks Cherry. You're a ~very~ good girl."

This time the warm fuzzy feelings were strong enough to make me squirm a bit in my chair, but before either of us could say anything else my best friend wandered half naked into the kitchen. 

The only thing she'd bothered to put on before coming downstairs was her bra and thong, and she was still wearing her collar too. So her sleek fit body was on full display, while her long furry tail swished back and forth behind her and her fuzzy ears stood out above her light orange hair.

"Mornin' Cheryl," she said as she made a bee-line for the coffee machine. "I smelled the coffee and had to come get some. Hey have you seen your curse book? It wasn't in your room when I woke up. I was thinking -"

She cut herself off with a little squeak as she finally noticed I wasn't alone. Her ears folded back and her tail puffed out a bit as it twitched left and right.

"Good morning Tabby" I smiled. "You know Miss Holly right? She's my math tutor. And Miss Holly, this is my best friend Tabby."

The two of them stared at each other with wide eyes. Holly was obviously surprised by Tabby's feline attributes, but she was also clearly taking in the view and checking out my best friend. Meanwhile my friend was probably just kind of embarrassed to realize she was standing in front of a relative stranger while dressed in nothing but skimpy underwear.

After a couple seconds it was Tabby who recovered first. If I was in her place I might have fled the kitchen in embarrassment, but apparently there was something else on my best friend's mind.

"Ah," she commented as she stepped up to the table where me and Holly were sitting. Then with some fast cat-like reflexes she reached out and snatched something out of my tutor's hands as she commented, "That's the book I was looking for."

Tabby turned to me and added, "Cheryl you do not want to be handing this out to just anybody. You know how dangerous it is, and there's nothing stopping someone from turning around and using it on you."

I gave my friend a confused look, "Miss Holly isn't just anybody though, she's my math tutor. Obviously she's completely trustworthy, I'm trusting her to teach me math. I'm sure she'd never try and curse anyone, especially not me."

"Right Miss Holly?" I asked as I looked over at my tutor.

For some reason my completely trustworthy math tutor was blushing, and even more confusing was the guilty expression on her face. Meanwhile Tabby just stood there frowning as she glared at the hot math expert.

"I think maybe 'Miss Holly' has some explaining to do," Tabby stated as she gave my tutor a hard look.