A New Dawn... of Humiliation
Everyone hated Dawn... or, so she thought. Her teenage mind was filled with angst, and she convinced herself that everything "popular" was trite and stupid. Dawn's mindset had pushed most others away, but she didn't see it that way. Instead, the world rejected her and "just didn't understand" her. Dawn had somehow grown comfortable with being a "victim" of society.
Despite her attitude, Dawn was actually a pretty girl. She stood a couple inches over 5 five feet tall and had long, dark hair. Often, her hair was dyed black with ever-changing dashes of red, blue, purple, or green. Her breasts were only an A-cup, but her hips and ass were pleasingly full and round. Unfortunately, Dawn's figure was mostly obscured by dark, baggy clothing. Dawn also had a pretty face, yet she powdered it pale and wore dark lipstick and eyeliner.
Dawn's goth appearance fit in nicely at her part-time job at Hot Topic. Unfortunately, she didn't care much for her co-workers, and she detested her pretty, young boss. At home, things weren't any better for Dawn. Her mother was quite religious and frequently rebuked Dawn's lifestyle with "born again" fervor. Her sister was only slightly older than her, and she embraced the preppy, popular crowd. Furthermore, her sister had bigger breasts than Dawn, and she enjoyed teasing her about it... among other things. Meanwhile, Dawn found school to be barely tolerable. All the girls there seemed so "fake", and a few of them even picked on her. In fact, her only friend was a meek, like-minded girl named Amy.
Despite disliking practically everything, Dawn did have a few hobbies which she enjoyed. She loved "dark" music and was constantly searching for the antithesis to pop music. At the same time, Dawn loved exploring spells and the occult. Witchcraft and Satanism were too "mainstream" to hold her interest, so she sought out the most obscure books and rituals she could find. A book store in town dealt in used books and would occasionally get some unique tomes in stock. Dawn loved this book store and visited it as often as she could.
One day, Dawn came across an odd, leather tome at the book store. It was simply entitled "Spells." Unlike all the other books, it almost seemed as if it were hand-written, and there was no price tag. Since Dawn was a regular customer, the shopkeeper sold it to her for only a dollar. Excitedly, the goth girl ran home with her new find.
Back in the safety of her room, Dawn intently studied the strange tome. She saw clearly that the spells were labeled in English, such as "levitate" and "invisible". However, each entry was followed by bizarre words. There were a couple legible paragraphs at the very beginning. These paragraphs talked about focusing one's "power" and warned that most powers had a time limit.
Since her previous experience with spellbooks had yielded questionable results, Dawn was somewhat skeptical. Regardless, she practiced pronouncing the alien phrases. Once she felt comfortable with the words, Dawn focused her gaze on a pen atop her desk. Carefully, she recited the spell for "levitate"... Much to her surprise, the pen began hovering! Dawn gasped in shock, breaking her concentration. The pen dropped back onto her desk.
This was the first concrete results of a spell she had ever seen! Dawn just had to try it again! For a second time, Dawn cast the spell, and the pen began hovering once more. Maintaining her concentration this time, Dawn managed to float the pen around the room. It was simply amazing!
After years of feeling pushed around, Dawn finally felt empowered. In fact, this new-found power actually aroused her, oddly enough. The potential uses for REAL magic were practically endless; however, Dawn found herself fantasizing about humiliating other girls. It always seemed as if other females were trying to compete with her or force her to conform to their standards. No more! Dawn smirked as she pondered ways to embarrass all those other ladies...
But, how far should she take it? How was she feeling?