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Ring of Rheoli - Part 4 (Continued from Part 3...) --------- Suzie --------- I watched in amusement as Katie, once Jake's best friend Kyle, passionately made love to this stranger. It was like stepping into a porno, except this time I was the director. I took the Capri out of Katie's hand as I watched, she wouldn't be needing this now. Her legs spread wide for this handsome stranger, a look of desire on her beautiful face, a look of terror in her vibrant blue eyes. This stranger didn't hesitate, hell he couldn't, I made sure of that. A mingled look of curiosity and lust on his face, he pressed the tip of his large cock against the entrance to Katie's dripping cunt, his will was irrelevant now. This was my game, and these two were but mere pieces for my enjoyment. I took a satifying puff as I watched him enter her again, an exaggerated sigh of pleasure escaping her painted red lips as she responded. Thrust after thrust, her huge pierced tits bouncing around as he pressed on. "Oh fuck me deeper!" she declared as I watched her arms and legs wrap around his body, her long red nails digging into his back as he obeyed. If I wasn't already so worn from my earlier session, I probably would have started masturbating, but there was no need. They continued like this for some time, Katie's moans getting louder as she cried "I can't stop coming!" I really enjoyed watching this man who was always in the way, break into his own nightmare under my newfound power. They changed positions a few more times. Rolling on hands and knees, I watched as Katie was taken from behind, the goateed man thrusting away as her giant tits swung like a pendulum. The look on her face letting me know that Kyle was still in there somewhere, dispising every minute of his forced feminine pleasure. I also marveled at the fact that her red-crossed headband had stayed on this whole time, especially when they followed through with a sixty-nine. After another hour or so I started to get a little bored with these two, and eventually made my way back to my own bedroom. Passing a nearby window I could see the glow of dawn breaking on the horizon, how time flew when you were playing god... My entire body ached as I sat down on my bed, the echoes of Katie dulled slightly by the walls between us. I attributed the pain to my earlier session, and maliciously contemplated Kyle's fate and how his new body would feel in the morning. I smiled as I rested my head upon the pillow and I brought my ring to eye-level. As I laid there, admiring this magnificant treasure, I felt a hard pressure on the bottom of my ass. Turning to face Jake I could tell that, even in his commanded sleep, he was still extremely anxious. I remembered making it so that he wouldn't respond this way unless my body was in a similar state, but perhaps I was too tired to feel my own excitement. "Oh well," I said to myself as I rolled back over, that was his problem right now, I was way too tired to have another go. The constant moans and vulgar declarations of my manufactured cousin and her stranger persisted, and with a dark satisfaction I found myself being lulled to sleep. My dreams were a disarray of mean purple shadows sucking light from my surroundings, as I relived memories from the past year. My marriage to Jake, my ongoing rivalry with Kyle, my son and his loser dad... I had dreamed specifically about Mark's father Andy, and our ongoing fights. When Jake and I became serious, Andy would do anything to try and win me back, but I just didn't love him. He was a one-night stand that lead to me getting knocked up, and we decided to try to raise our baby together. What a terrible idea that was. I had wished that we could just be good friends, and I made this declaration every time I wanted to get away. I had even wished that he could wake up to the girl of his dreams every day, and accept her into his life, but he seemed obsessed with getting me back. Then one day he suddenly stopped showing up to see his son, no phone calls, nothing. He just disappeared, sticking me with the kid, luckily Jake was there to play daddy. I still thought it was shitty of Andy to abandon Mark just because I wouldn't get back with him, and my best friend Amy had agreed, she always agreed with me. That's one reason I liked her so much, we were such good friends. I wondered why Andy never tried to get with her instead, she was everything he had wished I was. Now that I think about it, I don't think they ever even met eachother. The shadows devoured the light around Amy as I tried to remember some of our history, but I kept drawing blanks. I couldn't remember when me and Amy became so close, but I assumed that this odd dream was messing with my memories now. The hue of the dream became darker and darker, until I was lost in a pitch black world, echoes of something evil rebounding through my mind. The next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes to a bright ray of sunlight, sneaking in through the curtains in front of me. I wasn't sure what time it was, but I could hear the distant sounds of Mark laughing to some show on the TV. It was probably Spongebob, both he and Jake loved watching that show together, which meant that it was past noon. Stretching out as I rolled over, I felt as if I'd been asleep for decades rather than hours. My body was still a bit sore, but I figured it would be better to get up and get a shower in, rather than falling back asleep and facing those strange dreams. They must have had something to do with my pregnancy, I remembered having nightmares with Mark. As I thought about that, I placed my right hand on my abdomen. Something didn't quite feel right, I should feel a bump there but instead it felt somehow... hollow. Brushing it off I sat myself up and after a moment stood upright. I would take a nice long bath and mull the last 24 hours over in my mind, then I would go get something to eat. I still had a few ideas with this ring I wanted to try but I figured that could wait, first thing first. After tossing my clothes on the floor, I made my way out of the bedroom and stopped at Katie's door. Judging by the silence from within, the mystery man was gone and Katie was sleeping it off. I couldn't wait to tease her when she woke up, I made her make love to some stranger for hours last night and it felt so great. Sniggering, I continued on into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Soon I was drawing myself a nice hot bubble bath, and I was about to lay my towel out when something caught my attention. As I peered into the mirror I felt a twinge of panic, I could spot a few gray hairs on my head, that couldnt' be right I was only nineteen! After tugging them out I looked myself over, and boy did I look like a hot mess. There were light bags under my eyes and a slight starved look to my face, hell my whole body. After this relaxing bath I would have a huge breakfast and then take another nap, I must've pushed myself too hard with all of the fun I had last night, I needed to set myself straight. As I thought about those ideas a picture of Kyle's new body popped into my head, I had made her so pretty. Well I had the magic ring, why not improve some of my lesser features? I closed my eyes and thought hard about what I would improve. My ass could be a bit bigger, and my boobs. I could also take away the bags from my eyes and make my hair nice and silky, and my skin soft and beautiful. Yeah that should be good enough for now. Excitedly I opened my eyes and staring back at me was... me. Not a damn thing had changed. I looked down at my ring and wondered if it was broken. I tried to picture my changes again and this time said aloud "make me look like what I see in my mind," and again nothing happened as I opened my eyes. Becoming a bit furious I looked down at the towel in my hand and declared, "I want to be hot," and I dropped it in surprise as it burst into flames. Shocked by the responsiveness of the ring I immediately said, "Just be a normal fucking towel," and at once it appeared as if nothing happened, although the smell of smoke still filled the large chamber. I told myself that I had red hair, but it never happened. I told the toilet seat that it was made of gold, and it was, but when I told my eyes that they were bright green, they protested by staying a soft hazel color. Apparently I couldn't use this ring on myself. Shrugging it off, I reverted to my plan of rest and relaxation. I still had enough power to accomplish whatever I wanted, who cares if I couldn't use this ring on myself... But somewhere deep inside, this really bothered me. -------- Katie -------- I smelled something burning as I opened my eyes to my surroundings, my body sore and my mind in a state of satisfied confusion. The pink walls, the stuffed animals, the posters... Where the hell was I? I felt limp and damp, my mind full of a dull buzzing, lethargy and confusion were my only two emotions. A deep felling of terror suddenly met my confusion when it all came back. I had just fucked a dude! I had just fucked a dude and, and... I wanted to believe that everything I remembered was part of some horrible nightmare, but judging by the soreness below my gut, the tenderness of my chest and the taste of lipstick, it was all horrifically real. The worst part was the satisfaction I felt despite my disgust. I wanted to throw up but my stomach was empty, a painful rumbling emphasizing this. I hadn't had anything to eat since yesterday afternoon and I was starving. I considered running away when I looked down and remembered what I was wearing. A giant pair of tits sticking out in front of me, the metallic balls of my barbell piercings shimmering in the rays of sunlight cast upon my bed. I played with my tongue ring as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, a stupid white headband with a red cross in my messed up long, curly blonde hair. A white teddy across my body, these giant tits hanging from the cut-out sections in the front. I was dressed up like some nurse stripper, another biproduct of Suzie's fucking curse. Until I got my hands on that ring this was my new fate, no matter how much I loathed the things I am forced to do. If it weren't for the exhaustion, my emotions would be spinning me in circles and I knew it. Sitting there for a few minutes, I decided to go downstairs and find something to eat. I knew the bitch would give me hell for last night, and I knew I would have to take it for now. I would eventually find a way to get that ring and she would pay for it dearly, but until that time I had no choice but to play along, or risk having her make me do something even worse. I shivered at the prospects. Stripping down entirely and putting my new outfit into the hamper, I began to scrounge for some new clothes to wear. This time around I was ready for it and I tried to fight, hoping to grab some sort of sweats or something. After pulling a pair of bright blue daisy dukes, a pink low-cut shirt, and pink heeled sandals out of my closet, I made my way to my dresser. I felt a bit annoyed that my body passed up that perfectly good pair of pink sweat pants. After digging through a mountain of thongs, I found a frilly pink pair of panties and soon a matching bra to go with it. Curiously, I checked the label on the bra and found that I wore a size '36E'... No wonder they felt so friggen heavy and in the way. After getting dressed, the touch of the underwear emphasizing my tender spots, I made my way over to my mirror and pulled out my purse. I knew what was about to happen and I still hated the idea of applying makeup. Something about this was taboo to me, and I began to try and fight it slightly before I sighed and gave up the struggle. I watched through one eye at a time, as I rubbed a layer of pink eye-shadow into my eye lids. The urge to blink driving me nuts as I drew the dark eye-liner across the rims, followed by the mascara I used to make my long eye-lashes look even thicker. The bitter taste of the pink lipstick greeted me as I applied a light layer to my top, then bottom lip, my mouth ending in a kissy pose. The taste of this shit was so bitter, but my face gave no hint of my discomfort. After taking forever to get dressed, I decided (or rather Katie decided) that low pig tails were appropriate for today. I tied them with a pink ribbon each before I finished. As I smoothed out my outfit and checked myself in the mirror, I would have given anything to fuck this girl once upon a time. I could feel a chilly breeze on my hairless legs, and I decided to step into some stockings before sliding my feet into the sandals, giving my legs a sleek tan look. Letting out another deep sigh, I picked up my purse and made my way downstairs, my ass swaying and body advertising femininity in every step. I still tried to fight my walk, but it was simply just another battle that I would never win. After reaching the kitchen, I proceeded to the refridgerator before I heard soft footsteps behind me. Turning around, I found Mark standing at the other end of the room, beaming up at me. "Kiki," he declared as he clumsily walked over toward me, finishing at my feet with his arms raised up at me. "Well hello there little man," I said to him to my surprise, picking him up and rested him on my hip. I wanted to put him down, but I was no longer alone, and I was forced to act however Katie should. I shifted him around as I placed a few slices of bread into the toaster. While they toasted I grabbed a diet coke and a few eggs from the fridge, setting them on the counter just in time. "THERE YOU ARE!" a voice behind me declared with a humored tone. Whirling, I was face to face with my best friend Jake, my heart about to leap from my chest. "I see you found your aunt Katie," he said, walking over and taking the child from my arms. "Uh hi...." was all I could spit out, I wanted so bad to tell him everything his evil wife was up to, but I couldn't. Suzie had made sure of that, I had to be in character when anyone else was present. He was checking me out, and I was doing the same without realizing, something was all wrong. Jake was always the thin one, he had the perfect build for skateboarding, which he did until Suzie put an end to that. Now however, he was bulky and muscular, and he didn't seem to notice any changes. I felt a strange emptyness in my stomach as he watched me, and it had nothing to do with my hunger. "I... uh... need to step out a sec," I said nervously to Jake as I swayed past him, I really didn't want him to see me like this. I made my way out of the front door, the chilly autumn air hitting my almost- bare legs. I needed to calm down my stupid girl hormones and I knew what my body had in mind. After a few minutes of shivering and de- stressing to my dismay, I heard the front door open. I expected to see Suzie's evil face peer out of the frame, what I didn't expect was Jake's polite smile. "Sorry about scaring you out of the kitchen, I'm not myself lately-," he said in an apologetic tone "-but your breakfast is done, I wasn't sure how you liked your eggs so I made them a bit runny.," I didn't know what to say, he made the eggs just the way I liked them and I couldn't blame him for whatever SHE had him going through. After all this was my best friend, even if he didn't know who I really was. "Uh, t-thanks," I replied with a warm smile, and I actually meant it. I took one last puff before discarding the remaining cig, the smell mixing with the pleasant flowery vanilla I was familiar with, I made my way inside. I wanted to devour the food on the table in one motion, my stomach grumbling and groaning, but I took my time. After situating myself in the chair properly and smoothing out my clothes, I picked up a fork and began taking a small bite of the eggs. I continued eating slowly, my eyes avoiding Jake as I did, his never leaving my face as he watched. I was starting to feel somewhat satisfied halfway through my meal, when I suddenly stopped. I wanted to keep eating but Katie didn't, so instead I took a sip of the diet coke. "All better?" asked Jake as I finished, his eyes focused on helping Mark with his food now. "Yeah, thanks," I replied, having nothing else I could say. I was about to head up stairs when I heard footsteps coming down them, my stress returning as she came into view. She looked terrible, as if she hadn't slept in days, yet when she saw me she smiled wide. "After that night you had I'm surprised to see you walking-," she teased, eyes wandering between Jake and I before she continued "-and I see that you two are getting to know eachother.," I was fuming inside and she knew it, Jake and I had been friends since we were kids, and she took that away from me. "Actually love I was just about to ask your cousin if she wanted to come hang out in the livingroom with us," declared Jake happily, winking in my direction. Suzie looked around the kitchen, taking in all of the mess a 2 year old and a large breakfast preparation could cause. "Actually hon-," she declared "-Katie here was just about to do some chores. She has a house to clean before she can do anything else.," I wanted to protest, but I looked at him as I started picking up and declared "maybe later, kay?" He shrugged and brought Mark into the other room as I continued cleaning, Suzie watching him go before she turned back to me. "You'll always make sure this house is clean when you're here, it'll be nice having a maid-," she sneered "-and from now on, when you're here you'll be doing the cooking too.," I bit my tongue as I looked away, my insides fuming as I worked on cleaning the house. With no response thrown at her, she only hung there for a moment before leaving. "Stupid fucking bitch," I cursed under my breath as I finished up the last of the dishes. After sweeping, mopping and cleaning every little detail of the kitchen, I made my way upstairs. I really wanted a smoke right now and that bothered me a lot, since I still hated every time I did it. My cleaning lasted deep into the evening, finally after folding the last load of laundry I was finally able to take my break. Suzie was nowhere to be seen, and after preparing dinner I had learned why. "She went out to the club with Amy," Jake had told me as he helped me set the table, I could only imagine what havoc she would be reaping with that ring. "Why don't we eat in the livingroom?" he asked, and with no real reason to argue we did. We watched the Princess Bride as we ate, a movie that had always been a closet favorite of mine, and surprised me that Jake had the same feelings. We laughed and hung out, and it almost felt normal if it weren't for me being trapped in this body. We talked about Star Wars a bit as we ate, the look of surprise at my knowledge sent a cluster of feelings into my stomach. After a bit of talking we popped 'Return of the Jedi' in and we sat there breaking it down, neither of us noticing how close we had gotten to eachother. That strange emptyness still making itself known, but I ignored it as we hung out. -------- Suzie -------- It was a little after midnight and we were having a blast, Amy and I grinding on random guys to the bass pumping through the air. For some reason I wasn't getting as much attention as I was used to, all eyes were on Amy tonight. After an hour I began feeling really jealous and decided to go out for a smoke. Amy was caught up in dancing with some guy, and when I let her know my plan she just responded with "uh huh.," As I looked into her eyes I noticed something familiar but couldn't quite tell what it was, but I didn't care. I started to get a bit irritable as I said "you're such a slut," under my breath. Walking outside, I pulled a 'Capri' from my purse and began calming myself. Soon I was making my way back inside, when a large arm barred itself in front of me. The bouncer it was attached to gave me a pittying look as he said "sorry miss, club's full.," "But my friend's in there, I just stepped out for a smoke," I whined. I had never had trouble getting in before, why was this asshole giving me trouble? He looked me over before asking "aren't you a little too old for this?" "I'm nineteen you jackass!-," I retorted, "-you must be blind.," Seeming to ignore me, the asshole began looking off into the distance, which I took as a signal to go ahead in. Taking advantage of the distraction I ducked under his arm and made my way back inside, he was mumbling something but I didn't care. I looked around for Amy, but she was nowhere to be found. "Just great" I said to myself, I was getting bored fast. I started dancing again, and eventually found myself dancing with an older guy. We were half way into our song when I heard the sound of giggling nearby, as I looked around I found two girls standing by the bar, pointing and laughing in my direction. I tried to ignore it but it persisted, and eventually I stopped dancing and made my way over to them. "Is there a problem?" I asked in a sneer, causing the girl with the short blonde hair to burst into giggles as the tall brunette raised her eyebrows. "I don't know what you mean," she replied before saying something under her breath to her friend, which made her giggle even louder. Then something strange happened. My view became obscured by a purple tint and my mind began buzzing, a great feeling of bliss grew inside me along with a deep hatred. This was new but I felt great, malicious whispers egging me on from somewhere I couldn't see. I wanted fear, I wanted chaos, I wanted justice... I wanted that girl to shut up. She did. "Uh, what a freak," exclaimed the tall blonde, noting the change in my demeanor. A look of humor still present on her silent partner. "So you think I'm some sort of a freak do you!?" I questioned the mouthy one, her b-cup chest pushed together to display what little cleavage she had, "tell me your names.," "Like, I'm Carla and she's Debbie," said the brunette, a look of confusion on her face as she told me this. "Well carla-," I began in a low tone "- it seems that you are quite the freak, what with that giant cock of yours.," "Like, what are you talk...." was all she could get out before it happened. A thick buldge could be seen through the front of her dress, a look of fear on her mute friend's face, shock present on her own. "That cock of yours has a mind of its own, it will fuck whatever woman it wants, no matter what you want. Your little sidekick here will always be forced to service it however it wants, and it will always prefer her over anyone else." I stepped back to watch the scene play out, Debbie instantly dropping to her knees as she revealed the python beneath Carla's dress. Carla unable to do anything but place her hands on the back of Debbies head, as she took what she could of it into her mouth. "Like, someone help me!" yelled Carla over the thrumming of the music, panic and pleasure fighting against eachother as Debbie continued to give her a magnificant public blowjob. Before anyone could respond it was over, Debbie swallowing huge gulps of Carla's release, a look of fear and disgust in her eyes. There was a small crowd around them, watching in awe at the scene as they broke apart. After a momentary recovery, both girls broke for the door, tears in their eyes. "They will not be able to be more than a few yards away from each other from now on," I declared in whisper, which was heavily overshadowed by the gossip now spreading through the club. That should set them straight from now on. "That chick was a dude!" exclaimed one younger-looking guy as I walked around the club, searching for Amy. I was frustrated with her and hoped for her sake that she didn't ditch me to go home with someone. As I looked around I accidentally bumped into something hard and feeling a splash of something hit my chest. "Watch where you're going doll," exclaimed the tall man in front of me, his two friends staring at me in amusement. "Dude the chicks here are pretty basic, we should've hit up that strip club," declared a pudgy one, their black friend smiling at me. "I hate pigs like you-," I told them bluntly "-treating women like they're some sort of objects.," "Oh boy it's one of those feminist dykes," chuckled the pudgy one to the tall one, the black one turning to me and declaring "you know if you got laid you would probably be a little more chill.," "Hell I'll take one for the team" jested the tall one, smiling down at me. What a bunch of assholes. Without even muttering a command, my will was taking shape. Time seemed to freeze around the four of us, a drunken curiosity on the face of the three men I was now judging. When three long, purple laces shot out of my ring, I should have been startled. I watched as the men tried to run, the fat one falling over as he was caught by his lace, the other two dodging around the bodies of frozen club goers. "What the fuck!" yelled the fat one as his lace began twining around his body, growing and encompassing everything like some demonic wrapping paper. Before long the other two were caught, going through the same changes. The three purple shapes writhed and bubbled for a few minutes, as if someone were molding hot wax. After the bubbling calmed down the lace retreated, forming skimpy outfits on three cartoon- proportioned women. All three of them had giant tits, even bigger than Katies, and huge bubble asses. Some of the lace had absorbed into their faces, painting heavy makeup on the extremely thick eye-lashes and giant plump lips. The rest of the lace conformed to their bodies forming sexy dresses, large-heeled boots, and finally wrapping around the arms up to the elbow to form matching gloves. I wanted them to look this way and they did, without me even having to say so. I wanted them to constantly wear a sexy expression on their faces, and they did. I also had a few more ideas that I wanted them to hear before I continued my search. "You will be objects now, sex objects to be exact. Everyone will accept the fact that this club now has three beautfiful strippers, that work every night and put on a perfect show, and those strippers are you three. When you aren't stripping you will constantly try to fuck any man that will have you, and they will all want you. You can only open your mouths to give head, which you need to do at least once a day. You don't need to eat or drink, any time you get sperm inside of you it will keep you hydrated and nourished, and none of you can ever speak. Now go dance like the naughty girls you are." Time suddenly unfroze, the beat of the bass catching me by surprise as movement continued as if nothing happened. I still couldn't see Amy anywhere so I figured I would check the bathrooms. Pushing past dancing fools that were in my way, swapping the bodies of an arguing couple as I made my way to my destination, their looks of confusion causing me to smile wide. "I want their bodies to behave like they normally do, except I want their sex drives to be three times more powerful. Now where are you Amy?" As I came upon the doors to the bathroom, I could hear a deep moaning from inside the mens room as a gaggle of girls blocked my path, giggling and pointing. "Why don't you all go get knocked up?" I said, pushing past them as they broke apart. The moaning got louder as I opened the mens room door and made my way inside. "Amy are you in here?" I asked the stall before me, the shadows of movement not ceasing. "I'm *sigh* a bit *sigh* busy!" was her response from within the stall. "We need to go!" I declared, a bit peeved at her as she continued fucking this stranger in the mens room stall. "She's busy babe, go away. She'll find you when she's done.," answered some guy's voice on the other side. "She can play with you on the way home, Amy come out I want to leave.," After a minute the stall door unlocked and out she stepped. When we first came here Amy was wearing a nice blue dress with matching shoes. Somehow her dress had shrunk, revealing an extreme amount of cleavage and the lower half of her g- string. The makeup on her face even looked heavier, her hair showing signs of being grabbed in the back. I took notice of the realistic vibrating dildo in her hand as I declared "wow Amy, you look like a real slut..." ------- Jake ------- I was having a blast with Suzie's cousin Katie, not only was she fucking gorgeous but she knew about Star Wars and the Videogames I played. When we first started hanging out tonight it was harmless, but as time went on she seemed to become a bit more flirty, whether or not she realized. Her perfume of flowers and vanilla kept getting stronger throughout the night, and it was really testing me. It was good timing on Suzie's part when she finally got home, a mixed expression on her face, a slight purple tint to her hair. Something seemed off. She didn't even acknowledge us as she walked into the kitchen and she was alone. "Hey honey," I greeted her as I made my way past the kitchen table "how was your night?" "Oh it was interesting," she said in a forced smile before she looked past me at Katie. "Go to bed you have school tomorrow." "Goodnight," was all I called to her, admiring her feminine trot as she made her way up stairs. The level of authority Suzie had was quite interesting, she never showed this kind of parenting with Mark, maybe teenagers were her thing. We both sat down at the table and forced conversation before Suzie and I were making our way upstairs. She seemed like she was really in the mood tonight for some reason, and that worked just fine for me, as I had been fighting my urges for the last few hours. We were at it for hours and all I could think of was the girl in the room down the hall, and the sounds that were coming from her room right now. -------- Katie -------- It had to have been over an hour now, as I sat here facing the mirror. I watched myself masturbating, and it wasn't helping toward any release. I was extremely horny right now and judging by the 'empty' feeling in my gut, I was missing a key feature. I hated thinking about that but toward the end of the night it was an extremely invasive thought. If it weren't for Suzie coming back I would have probably wound up fucking my best friend. I shrugged that thought off as I continued, my right hand working my clit as hard and fast as I could, my left hand groping my giant left breast. It felt great, but it wasn't accomplishing anything. I continued this for some time before passing out from exhaustion, having been confined to my bed for the night and with no real hope for release, I was happy to have sleep take hold. I woke up to the same routine this morning, dressing myself in a pink miniskirt and a tight white t-shirt, cut low enough for a sizeable amount of cleavage to show. I apparently decided to keep pig tails today and applying makeup was still a despised task. I still hated the taste of my pink lipstick, and the heavy feel of the pink eye-liner and mascara around my eyes. After grabbing breakfast and walking a few blocks, happy to find that nobody else was awake this morning, I had arrived at the local highschool. Before closing the distance I took a final puff from my long white cigarette. It bothered me that I hadn't even noticed when I started smoking this morning, but other things were on my mind. When I first entered the school, I could feel all of the eyes on me. I noticed the territorial glares from the girls as I passed by, mingled with the lustful peeks of the men. I was a mix of nervous, scared, curious and distractingly horny. I hated myself as I flirted with every cute guy I passed and had even passed a note to one reading "meet me after school," with a wink, before I heard a name being called. "Katie Bell?" asked the teacher as I raised my head. "Uh yeah, I'm here," I declared followed by a giggle. The whole day went by in a flash as I moved from class to class. Flirting with guys, giggling with girls, before I knew it, it was over. Thank god too, because I really needed a cigarette. I stopped before the large tree out front before I pulled out the long thin Capri. After an enjoyable exhale with my head tilted back I heard someone call my name. Turning my head in the direction of the call, I saw that guy from my first class jogging toward me. He was a tall, slightly stocky guy. His hair was cut a bit shaggy and he had a small soul patch. I shifted in response to the odd feeling I got in my belly as I took another puff. "Hey Katie I was wondering what you were doing after school," he blurted out in one breath. "Oh I don't know, I was just about to walk home and figure something out," I responded in some sort of scripted dialogue. "Well mind if I walk you home?" he asked and I agreed with a cute upward smile. As we walked the few blocks we talked about cars, or rather he talked about cars. I was too busy fighting off these thoughts that were going through my mind, I still didn't like these teenage girl emotions messing with my brain. "Oh wow, you live here?" he asked as we walked to my front door. I turned to thank him for the walk, when suddenly my arms were around him and we were kissing heavily. After we made out for a few minutes I opened the front door and peeked in, it seemed like nobody was home. We didn't hesitate as we made our way upstairs to my bedroom. I was on autopilot again and this time I didn't try to fight it, that empty feeling in my stomach was screaming, emphasizing exactly how horny I really was. He had my panties off in no time, his hand fingering my pussy from under my skirt as I continued to make out with him. I could feel myself leaking on his hand and I didn't hesitate to rock my hips in response. Before long I had his shirt off and he mine. He marveled at my overlarge tits as he played with the piercings, the rod on my tongue clicking as I moaned in delight. I was on my back on the bed when I heard his pants drop to the floor, his thick cock throbbing as he worked it with his hand, and I was ready this time. Despite my defiance, despite any feelings of disgust or loathing, I was ready this time. I gripped the bedding and threw my head back as he entered me, the empty feeling disappearing, freeing the butterflies in my stomach. I came at once and I let him know. "I'm coming already!" was all I could declare through my moaning and heavy breathing, my hips rocking to meet the sway of his. That was apparently all he could handle and I could feel the wonderful warmth of his cum spreading behind my belly button. I met his ejaculation with a wonderful orgasm, and soon we were lying next to eachother breathing heavily. He continued to play with my tits as I lay on my back, the horniness fading as the emptyness returned. Would this body ever be fully satisfied? To be continued...