Diligently as ever, Twilight studied for the McGuffin Program; no way was she going to let herself get distracted again.

Turning page after page in her book, absorbing the knowledge, however, that now-familiar tingling sensation begins to creep through her body.

Feeling tense and worried she would get distracted again, but the feeling soon passes; the sensation starts relaxing her muscles, as well as her breathing .
A voice in her head rings ''You want to get into the McGuffin program, don’t you?''

Of course she wants to make it.  She’s been falling behind so much lately… yet stress wasn't going to help her along.
Turning her attention back to the book, the tingling begins to focus itself lower body than last time. Her face and breasts have gotten entirely too much attention as of late.
As if the bubbly magic had a mind of it's own it travels inwards her flesh and begins it's molding once again.
Twilight’s chair begins to feel softer as she sits. No, that’s not right… it’s stayed the same, and yet it feels a lot more cushiony…

Twilight squirms in her seat, not noticing as her body rises ever so slightly. Her thighs and ass begin to squish more as they fill out down below.

As firm flesh rise, her cheeks start peeking out of her inadequate skirt, promising a seductive jiggle were they to be slapped.

As her ass swells, Twilight  imperceptibly spreads her legs a wider, as if to show off what’s between them.

Her breath catches at the sensation of her thighs sinking into her chair. Who knew sitting down could feel so good?

But the magic isn’t done yet. As Twilight continues to try to read, her hand unconsciously strays to her crotch, swelling and leaking as the magic progresses onward.

Try as she might to focus on her book, it is soon forgotten as Twilight.  She just couldn't  help her sex-drive afterall, leaving time to clear the mind had to be part of the schedule.
Making sure the girl had all she needed to enjoy the moment to the fullest, her normally rigid chair frame morphing into a soft, flexible seat
Twilight leans back, allowing her to relax and enjoy her own touch, a chair perfect for a horny girl to get herself off in.

Twilight gasps, biting her finger to keep from crying out as her newly-sensitive pussy cums for the first time in weeks.
As she continues to finger herself, the horny sensation begins to leave her; the bombo magic is almost entirely spent.

Furiously, she rubs at herself more, trying to recapture the feeling, but it’s too late. The magic is gone, its work accomplished.

Twilight sighs in dismay, sitting back up. Time to get back to her studies…

If only she could have felt like that for just a little longer..