Great Oak University Melody & Kasper “OMGG are you finally getting outta ur dorm??” the little green text read. “Yes, don’t excite yourself too much Hannah,” the mouse typed back. “OwO lmk if you meet anyone ;))” Melody ignored that last one, if for no other reason than the OwO. Two weeks into her time at the Great Oak University, and Melody still felt out of place. It was quite uncommon for a mouse from a rural town to end up at such a big and prestigious institution. Her family and friends back home told her to be proud, and she definitely was, but still, it was hard to shake the feeling that she didn’t belong in classrooms full of legacy students with famous surnames or incredible prowess with magic arts or the sciences. To top it off, the school was kind of in the middle of nowhere. More specifically, it was located in Angelwood, but honestly it felt more like Angelwood was located around Great Oak. Every store was full of its merchandise, every restaurant and club was full of its students, and if you went more than 10 miles away from campus, it turned into woodlands and long, long roads cutting through them. Melody wasn’t exactly the type for clubs anyway, but still, it’s turned out to be hard to meet much of anyone in class since everyone already had friends from high school coming in. So, she had to get out of her comfort zone. Kinda. As she turned the corner around an older building on campus, she felt the butterflies in her stomach stir. Before her was the campus green, a giant field of grass and trees for clubs and events, surrounding the Great Oak itself, a giant, thousand year old tree that stood higher than anything else on campus. Built up around its perimeter was a much more modern building, the Crystal Grotto, made of glass walls and tile floors. Meant as a student union, the three story structure hosted most of the large club meetings, freshman orientation, the school’s main theater, and on Saturday nights, a weekly school wide (and, to Melody’s relief, school sanctioned) party. No crazy binge drinking, no creeper frat boys howling at you and biting at your tail- “AWOOO!!” Melody squeaked in surprise, her tail darting just out of reach of a grey wolf’s maw snapping shut. The group of frat boys laying out on the grass laughed hysterically. “Watch it, you almost bit me!!” Melody exclaimed, blushing in embarrassment. “Not his fault!” giggled a hyena. “Most girls at least have some fluff to catch, ya bare tailed field mouse!” Melody huffed, pushed up her glasses and stormed away. Dammit, this already was turning out to be a bad night, she thought. And they could at LEAST try dyeing their fur something other than blue like every other canine frat out there before concluding that they’re such lady killers. Whatever. She rolled her eyes and joined the line for entry. Honestly, this all felt weird; they were basically putting bouncers on the student union entry, and the line wasn’t moving any quicker than it does outside an actual club. Just in front of her was a beautiful vixen chatting with a tall, strongly built snow leopard and a brown furred dog with platinum highlights. All three were in very flattering tight dresses cut off at mid thigh that accentuated every perfect curve from their hips up to their chest. Melody couldn’t help but gawk at how pristine all the girls’ coats were, and how voluminous their tails were, without even a bit of frizz! Watching the vixen’s tail sway back and forth was absolutely mesmerizing, moving through the air as if it were drifting underwater. What conditioner do they use for that?? “Can I help you?” the vixen smirked. Melody quickly realized she’d been staring and perked up, shaking her head and pushing up her glasses. “H-hi! Not really, I was just, y’know, staring off into space ‘n stuff, s-sorry, I didn’t mean to…” she trailed off for a moment as she saw the trio staring at her, looking a bit confused. “N-nevermind. Hi, my name’s Melody!” Good enough, she thought, giving a big smile and blushing at her own awkwardness. She extended a hand to shake, and the three girls exchanged glances, as if to determine who would take it. “Well, it’s very nice to meet you! I’m Natasha,” The snow leopard smiled back, reaching for her hand and shaking it vigorously. Her grip was like a vice, and Melody’s circular glasses bobbled down to the end of her nose from the shaking. She swore her feet left the ground a couple times. “Are you new here?” “Yeah,” Melody laughed, pushing her glasses up. “I’m a freshman, just moved in this semester.” “Oh my gosh, us too!” The dog exclaimed, wagging her tail excitedly. “Hi, I’m Brooke, nice to meet ya! I’m sure we’ll be the best of friends, you seem really friendly!” In response to Melody reaching out her hand to shake, Brooke rushed forward and hugged her tightly, choking the mouse slightly, meriting a little squeak before letting go. “Where do you live?” “Huh?” Melody’s ears perked up in confusion. “I-I mean, I can write down an address if-” “Brooke can be a little too direct. She just meant what dorm or apartment building you’re staying in,” Natasha laughed. “Oh, sorry!” Brooke said. “No worries, we can exchange info later. Oh! I forgot, this is mMPHH-” “I’m Nicole,” the vixen interrupted, flowing past Brooke and extending her hand. Her voluminous tail conveniently fluffed up into Brooke’s mouth. “But everyone calls me Nikki. Sorry, Brooke can be a little too friendly sometimes.” “That’s okay,” Melody smiled. “I don’t mind, most people are like that back where I’m from!” “Sounds quaint,” Nikki smirked. She looked down at Melody as if she was expecting an answer. “Yeah. S-so, uh… y’all ready to get TURNT tonight?” Melody said, flashing an awkwardly wide smile. “Oh my God, who says ‘turnt’ anymore?” Natasha chuckled. “Mhm,” Nikki mumbled. “Y’know, this isn’t exactly the place to get drunk, Melody. We’re just here because we’re tired of downtown and wanted a quick change of pace.” “Maybe tease a few nerdy boys here and there,” Brooke chimed in. Natasha’s heavy tail suddenly pressed against Melody’s back, nudging her forward with them as the line moved up. “What’s your type?” “I don’t really think I have one,” Melody said. “Oh please, yeah you do!” Brooke giggled. “And it’s okay if it’s girls, we won’t judge!” “Oh, n-no, I’m not-” “Okay so,” Brooke interrupted, taking Melody by the shoulders and spinning her around to face the line behind them. She whispered, an inch from her ear: “Who’s the most fuckable in this line?” Melody’s heart leapt into her throat as she saw all the faces that could so clearly see her, Brooke’s hot breath in her ear sending goosebumps through her, setting her fur on end. Sure, they weren’t staring back. Right? Totally didn’t see her literally searching the crowd for someone to crush on?? AHH what no turn around turn back the fuck around- Suddenly, she made eye contact with a deer in white dress shirt, a blue-violet collared vest and a scarlet tie. He must’ve been the only fur in line without an ounce of dye on him; his naturally vibrant caramel coat was enough. His eyes were gentle, a deep grey, and his smile slowed her heart. She wasn’t quite sure what it was, but she felt inclined to smile back and wave. Brooke took Melody’s rising hand and yanked it down, spinning her back around. “Woah there, don’t be so forward!” she snickered. “Play it cool, bb, mmk? So... deer, huh? Hey, Nikki, you had a boyfriend a while ago that was a deer! Looks like you and Mel-mel here have something in common!” “Mhm,” Nikki muttered again, this time looking Melody up and down. “Mind if I make a suggestion, girl to girl?” “What’s that?” Melody replied sheepishly. “Get some highlights in your hair and fur. Maybe a blonde balayage. It’ll help break up that field mouse brown you’ve got going on.” “O-oh...” Melody stammered. “Don’t wear a burgundy crop top with white shorts next time either, it’s a cute color combo on you, and you’ve got the boobs for the top, but it just makes you look like you’re seeking attention.” Melody just blushed in silence as the vixen narrowed her eyes at her, as if to look for something else to say. “Ah, also, I have a mouse friend, and she files down her teeth. You might wanna think about that.” “What??” “Yeah, I mean, your front teeth grow back anyway, it’s like getting a haircut. At least that’s what she says.” “They do grow back, but-” “Yeah, see? I don’t know, that’s up to you, but most guys around here say buck teeth are cute on mice and rabbits until you get bit trying to make out.” Before Melody could respond, the rottweiler at the door called for the next group. “$5 cover, ladies,” he huffed with the exhaustion of someone who’s said that phrase too many times to count by now. The three girls each pulled a matching bill out of their purses and handed it to him in exchange for a little green wristband with the university’s logo on it. Melody walked up and held out her card. “Cash only,” the bouncer said. “But I only have the card, is there an ATM?” Melody said. “Yeah.” He pointed to the brick building she’d passed earlier. “You can rejoin at the back of the line afterwards.” “Seriously? Can’t I just…” she looked over his shoulder and saw that the three girls had already headed off into the Grotto. She sighed. “Nevermind. I’ll just go home.” “Hey!” As Melody turned around, she saw the grey eyed deer pushing up through the line yelling after her. “Hey you, there you are! Why didn’t you text me that you were already in line?” he said with a smile and a wink. “Huh?” Melody looked at him over her glasses, wide eyed. She tried, but she honestly couldn’t get another word out. “Sorry, sir,” he said, addressing the bouncer. He took Melody’s hand in his, causing her to blush profusely and her fur to stand on end again. “I was supposed to pay for her and we just got separated on our way here. Right?” “R-right…” “Here ya go, sorry for holding up the line!” He held out $10 cash. The bouncer gave them both the overpriced wristband, the deer thanked him, and before Melody could think too hard about it, they were in the Grotto. She shook her head and pulled her hand free. “T-thanks for the assist,” she stuttered. “You didn’t have to pay for me…” “But I did, and honestly ten bucks and a white lie is a lowball price to get to meet the least fake looking person here,” he chuckled. “Name’s Kasper. And what should I call you?” “Melody,” she said, smiling a little. “That’s a beautiful name,” Kasper said, his eyes glimmering. “And by the way, I absolutely love your smile.” She smiled a little wider, biting her lip with her big front teeth, and followed him to the edge of the railing. The two of them leaned over it side by side, looking down at the crowds around the base of the Great Oak. The music was pulsing in her chest, excited techno beats accompanying the idle swaying and bouncing that people substituted for dancing. She closed her eyes, still smiling a little and swaying to it, letting it fill her head. “That’s the most relaxed I’ve seen you so far,” Kasper laughed, startling Melody. “Huh? What do you mean?” she said defensively. “I mean you looked pretty dang tense with that group of friends in line when you were checking me out.” Melody blushed. “I-I wasn’t-... uh, they made me look for-” Kasper pressed a finger to her soft lips, her eyes cutely going crossed. “Shhh… it’s okay. I was flattered, and those girls can be a bit… unsavory. It’s honestly pretty impressive that you kept your cool with them.” “Thankth,” she said, her lips still pressed together, blushing harder. “No problem,” he chuckled. “Look, you still seem pretty tense. Do you wanna go somewhere a little quieter?” Kasper took his finger off her mouth and slid it just under her chin, gently tugging her closer. Melody opened her mouth to reply, but simply sighed quietly, her lips just barely parted, looking up at him. With anyone else, she would’ve said no. She just met this guy! But her words got caught in her throat, and suddenly she was locked into those eyes again. He seemed to look through her, and it made her feel giddy and lightheaded. He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head, waiting for an answer. “S-sure…” Melody finally stammered. “Good, follow me, and dance a little to the ‘Melody’,” he winked, taking her hand and slowly spinning her around to the music. She snickered at his corniness, shaking her head. He twirled her in and she ended up right next to him with his arm around her waist, swaying gently side to side, guided by his hips as they walked towards the double doors with the word “THEATRE” above it in silver letters. Inside was an empty, dimly lit theater with rows upon rows of velvet red seats leading up to an empty stage. It was warmly lit and surprisingly cozy for how large the place was. As the doors closed, the music from outside grew muffled, and Melody’s head grew a little clearer as they walked down the aisle. “Do you come here often?” she said, breaking the silence. “Yeah,” he replied. “I work with the theater department on a lot of things, mostly stage directing. It’s not my major, but I love it, and a lot of the time I find that it’s a really nice place to clear your head.” The two of them took a seat in the very front row, turning to face each other, their knees touching a little. Kasper lifted the armrest between them so it seemed almost like a loveseat. Melody’s tail curled a little at the end anxiously. Kasper took notice with a smirk. “Hey, breathe, you’re safe here,” Kasper said. “I know,” Melody replied. Somehow, she knew that was true. “I just…” “Just what?” “Y-you’re sooo…” hot was the word in her mind. She bit her lip again. “You’re so nice to me, and I’m nervous to seem weird about it and stuff.” Kasper chuckled again, shifting a little closer. He locked eyes with her again, pulling her gaze to him. “You worry too much.” “Oh…?” Has he had on that cologne this whole time? His scent wafted up her nose, moving up into her head, making it feel light and making her cheeks warm. She felt butterflies in her stomach just looking at him, but for once in her life she didn’t feel like breaking eye contact. “Yeah, and your body language is always reflective of that. For most people, you feel that in the shoulders and neck. When you give them proper attention, it’s pretty easy to just let them… relax.” He placed a hand on either of her shoulders right where they meet the base of her neck, and it felt like a shockwave of cool water spread through her muscles from his fingertips, moving between her muscle fibers, soothing and loosening them. Her eyes widened as she gasped from the sudden sensation, her shoulders immediately and involuntarily dropping as she slouched forward towards him a little bit. Her arms fell down by her sides, dangling and swaying a little. She tried to lift one, but found that it was extremely heavy. “W-what just happened?” her voice wavered. “You relaxed! That’s all,” Kasper said soothingly. “Did it feel nice?” “Yeah…” she smiled a little bit. “You know, Melody, this is something of a… talent of mine,” he continued. He ran his fingers up to the base of her head, pressing firmly in little circles before dragging his fingers back down to her shoulders. It felt like he was loosening and pulling her mind away, and she got more and more dizzy every time. She furrowed her eyebrows slightly, the room starting to tilt a little. “Nnh… wuh… what’s that?” she swayed back and forth a little, groaning as his fingers pulled down through her fur, her eyelids fluttering and her eyes rolling back every once in a while. “Helping people relax,” he smiled. She weakly smiled back. “Find their center, their peace of mind, all that. Only real side effect is that it makes people really sleepy…” Melody moaned, her eyelids fluttering again. Her mouth was a little ajar staring up at Kasper, and her glasses had slid down to her nose. “I find that it often just takes a little encouragement to help people find their way down… a little touch here and there to soften them up… and then just a little push.” He gently pushed Melody’s glasses back up with one finger, her eyes following it until she went cross eyed as he tapped her forehead, sending another shockwave of that cooling relaxation straight through her mind. She squeaked in surprise, her whiskers standing straight out and her eyes going wide as she stiffened up, then relaxed down into Kasper, still temporarily stunned. He caught her by the shoulders, guiding her down and turning her so that she leaned against him, the back of her head resting on his chest. He took out his pocket watch, opening it with a satisfying click to reveal the spiral backing hidden inside. The spiral began to spin, emitting a faint glow as Melody’s eyes flickered open. “Wh-wuh..?! What just h-haaahh… happn..” she trailed off as her vision was captured by the spiral swinging side to side before her. “K-kasper…” “Just watch the spiral, Melody… relax… getting so sleepy…” Kasper cooed, running his hand over the fur on her stomach. His voice was irresistible to the poor mouse, her eyelids already heavy as lead. Her thoughts became more and more fuzzy, slowly being driven out by his words. “Nnngh… wait, K-ka… Kasper, p-please-mmph…” she moaned helplessly before Kasper put a hand over her mouth, still cooing lovingly. “Shhh… no thoughts… no words… just obey.” That word resonated in Melody’s mind, echoing. Mmph… mmh… mm…. Mn… Kasper felt Melody relax completely. She had a wide smile on her face, her eyes glossy and blissful. “I obey…” she giggled weakly. “I obey.” Kasper smiled, helping her sit up in her own seat. “Good girl,” he said. “Now, close your eyes, and relax for a moment.” She did as she was told. Kasper pulled out his phone, looking through for a self confidence boosting script to help her anxiety before he woke her up. It’s always so satisfying to help people out, he thought. And damn, she really needed it based on how jittery she was being. I hope she wakes up feeling well, she fell harder than most. He kept flipping through his files. “No… no… close… kinky but no… nope… AHH!” He jumped as he heard sudden movement on stage, accompanied by a hiss. He looked up on stage to see a pitch black python, thick as his arm, slither out from under the curtain. “Sssssay, Kasper, what are you doing here sssso late at night?” the python giggled mischievously, her sibilant voice carrying through the theater. “And you brought company!” Kasper’s stomach dropped. “Leave us alone, Sirrah,” he said firmly. “Awww, where’s the fun in that?” she teased. She slithered down off the stage to the floor in front of Kasper, her endless muscular coils shifting over each other. “I see you’ve managed to hypnotize someone… impressive, considering your lack of natural ability. Is she a friend of yoursss?” Melody shifted, smiling a little and wrapping her arms around Kasper’s arm. “Yes,” Kasper snarled quietly so as not to wake her. “It’s none of your business, I’m just helping her relax. She’s new here and doesn’t seem to be doing too well on her own, so I figured I could help. Now piss off.” “Again, that’s no fun, Kasssper!” the serpent hissed in his ear, her tongue tickling him. He swatted her away, meriting a much less friendly hiss. “Pfft. You’re sssuch a goody two shoes. Lucky for you, I’m here.” Suddenly, Sirrah threw a thick coil over Kasper’s shoulders, wrapping around him faster than he could blink, once around his neck, then over his mouth, pulling him back against the seat. “GLK-MMPH!! MMMPH!!!” Sirrah hovered over to Melody’s ear: “What’s your name, darling?” “Mmmh… Melody…” she sighed happily. “Awww, she’s so docile, Kasper! You did a wonderful job. Too bad you didn’t specify that she should only listen to you,” the snake hissed. “MMPHH!!!” Kasper pushed up on the coil around his neck, but it wouldn’t budge an inch; rather, it cinched a little tighter, causing him to squirm helplessly, gasping for air through his nostrils. “Melody, my sweet little mouse, would you please go up on stage for us?” Sirrah said. Melody sweetly obeyed, standing and climbing up, her tail curling behind her into a happy loose spiral, her nose slightly angled up as she continued drifting in bliss. “Good girl!” Sirrah laughed. She then turned her attention to Kasper, who looked up at her with wide, terrified eyes. “Now, let’s get you a bit more comfortable, shall we?” Sirrah suddenly descended upon him, her coils shifting, moving up onto him, pressing down on him. They were so heavy, pure muscle pressing into him, soft but firm, flowing like liquid, over and around him. The more he squirmed, the less he found himself able to move. Sirrah pinned his arms down to his sides, wrapping two thick coils around his upper body. Her coils pressed his legs apart, wrapping each one separately but squeezing both relentlessly, holding them to the sides of the seat. He was already starting to lose feeling in his feet, and the coils might as well have been iron with how little he could move them. The tip of her tail pressed against his bulge, slowly stroking up and down, feeling it grow firmer and fuller through his pants. “Ohhh, are we enjoying this, Kasper?” Sirrah snickered. “Hhmph…” Kasper tried to squirm, but all he could do was blush. Sirrah expertly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his thighs, lifting his butt a little with the leverage from the coils around his torso. His bulge had grown huge in his black underpants, and every time he tried to squirm and resist, the effort made his cock pulse. Sirrah slipped her tail down into Kasper’s underwear, wrapping it once around his penis, slowly pulsing around it, pumping it up and down, feeding her tail further down onto his balls. Kasper moaned and blushed profusely, his hips bucking in resistance, but only as much as Sirrah would let him. “Now, let’s show you how to have an actually fun Friday night. Sound alright, Melody?” Sirrah announced. “MMPHH!!” “Yes, mistress…!” Melody cooed from the stage. “MLDY!!” “Strip for us, Melody, give Kasper here a show,” Sirrah hissed. “Of course, mistress…” Melody said happily, her ears tucked back in docile happiness, a dopey smile on her face. Without any hesitation, she began swaying her hips to the muted music outside, which had turned slow and sensual, a pulsating beat pervading the room. She smiled down at Kasper, all wrapped up and helpless below, cutely bit her lip and slowly lifted off her crop top, revealing a black lace bra. Her soft, voluptuous breasts were supported perfectly in it, her cleavage inviting and entrancing as she rolled her body slowly to the music. As she twirled around, her tail drifted easily behind her as if through water. She bent over, her firm butt facing the audience, as she slid off her white shorts, showing off her matching panties. All the while, she moaned as if every bit of clothing coming off of her was orgasmic, as if she’d been waiting to do this all her life. Sirrah continued to squeeze and rub Kasper’s cock. By now, he had given up struggling, his chest heaving against the coils in exhaustion. The coils around his neck assured that he watched closely. He moaned in turn, already getting close. Melody was even hotter than he could’ve imagined under her clothes, and he blushed as he realized that he couldn’t resist being immensely turned on by her. She turned around, slowly unclipping her bra. When the clasp came undone, the shiver through her body and the moan that came from her throat would make you think she came. She let the bra fall to the ground, her breasts perfectly poised, firm, inviting, and beautiful. She pushed up her glasses, bringing her arms together bashfully in front of her, squeezing her breasts together, before reaching down to toy with the edge of her panties. Suddenly, Sirrah’s tail pushed further back under Kasper’s balls, pushing between his buttcheeks and up into his ass. He squealed in surprise and pleasure as Sirrah started simultaneously working the base of his cock and pushing into him. His vision went blurry with the pleasure, helplessly squeaking and moaning, bucking his hips, and Melody’s panties were already off by the time it came back into focus. “A wonderful performance,” Sirrah smiled. “Now, come back down here, Melody, so we can finish it.” Melody nodded and started making her way down. “In the meantime, we can’t have you speaking up and snapping her out of it, can we? She’s too much fun,” Sirrah teased, turning her attention to Kasper. He tried to close his eyes, but it was already too late by the time he realized. “MMPH!! MMphm… nnngh…” The colored rings that suddenly erupted in Sirrah’s eyes were brilliantly tantalizing, flowing in shades of white, purple and pink, rippling like colored droplets in the most beautiful, captivating sea. Kasper groaned, trying to tear his eyes from it, but he couldn’t deny the tingling in the back of his head that was moving so, so quickly through his mind. His pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks before dilating as the colors began to be reflected in his own eyes. Sirrah sighed contently, knowing her prey was doomed. “That’s it, Kassie, such a good boy… trust in me… surrender…” “Nnnh… mmph…” he tried to protest, but at this point he wasn’t even sure what he was saying. Words were dropping from his vocabulary by the hundreds, along with their meanings and any worries he might’ve had. His eyelids flickered, his head bobbing just trying to keep upright, to keep looking at the colors. His jaw went slack, along with his tongue, and a pool of drool started forming behind the coil around his mouth, barely dripping past it. Sirrah bobbed her own head, leading his gaze helplessly, tugging out the last bits of resistance, in 3… 2… 1… There. Mind gone, perfectly obedient, she thought. She removed the coil around his mouth, letting his drool drip down onto the coil around his neck and onto his chest. She controlled everything about him now, even his breathing, as she contracted and released her coils in rhythm to allow it as she desired. “Such a good slave, aren’t you, Kasper?” He smiled dumbly, colors still swirling through his eyes, his ears tucked back in surrender. “Y-yes, mistress…” he said weakly. “Now, it wouldn’t be fair to Melody if we had all the fun…” she pushed her tail further up his ass, making him squeal and blush cutely. “Would it?” “N-no, mistress,” Kasper cooed. “Let’s fix that, then,” she smiled. “Melody, dear!” Melody stood at attention, already soaking wet from her debut. Sirrah effortlessly threw two coils over her, one over her stomach and one over her breasts, pressing into them, and lifted her up into the air. Melody moaned just from the pressure on her breasts and how comforting the coils felt. Sirrah pushed Kasper harder into the backrest, making the seat recline a bit. She held Melody upside down, midair, in a 69 position to Kasper. Both of the poor, helplessly entranced students instinctively began to pleasure the other, moaning and enjoying every moment without a care in the world, every lick as intense as any orgasm either had experienced. Melody wrapped her lips tight around Kasper’s dick, and Kasper pushed his tongue deep into her, the taste pushing him further into this pleasurable haze. Melody’s tail instinctively and desperately wrapped around one of Kasper’s antlers, pulling him closer to her. Sirrah’s tail pushed further into Kasper, making him squeal helplessly into Melody. More and more intense. Neither had any idea how much time had passed. Building. Building. Closer, closer… and finally, both reached the most glorious orgasms of their lives at the same time, moaning and squealing into each other, held tightly in the coils of their beautiful mistress. ****************************************************************************** Birds chirped somewhere outside the doors to the theater, though there were no windows. Kasper and Melody slowly awoke together, holding each other tightly, lying together on the stage, nose to nose. Sirrah was nowhere to be seen. “G-good… good m-morning…?” Kasper said hesitantly. Melody smiled, biting her lip. “Good morning, Kasper.” She kissed him on the nose, pulling him a little closer. Kasper held her for a moment, smiling back, before realizing. “W-wait, how much of last night do you-” “Remember?” she giggled. “Enough. You definitely had me really deep under your spell, Mr. Voodoo Man,” she said, sticking her tongue out playfully. “Y-yeah, but-” “Kasper, I know what happened,” she smiled again. “You had me deep, and I’d never experienced anything like that before… it was so… freeing. Seriously. But it’s not like you had me so far under I didn’t have any control. I know you had pure intentions.” “Wait, so… you could’ve…?” Kasper looked at her incredulously. “Could’ve broken free if I REALLY tried, probably. I don’t know. Did I want to? Hell no. Found out that I’m into some stuff that I didn’t even know about! Besides, I’m positive that Sirrah had your mind on a tighter leash than you had mine,” she snickered. “Oh my God, shut up,” Kasper laughed, pushing her shoulder playfully. “What? It was cute seeing you, my hypnotist, struggle and still end up a drooling mess,” she said. Kasper blushed. After a few minutes of searching, they recovered all their clothes, though they may have been a little worse for wear. They walked out of the theater tightly holding each other’s hands. “So, uh, wanna go get dinner tonight?” Kasper said bashfully. “That sounds like a wonderful second date,” Melody said happily. She handed him a little slip of paper where her number was already written, kissed him on the nose, and hurried off before he could say anything, trying to hold in her excitement. She took out her phone to see five texts from Hannah, and immediately replied: “Hey Hannah, sorry for dropping off the face of the Earth.” “OMG thank god, are you okay??” “Yea, I’m more than okay ;)” “WHAAAATT :3 You better call me right tf now and update me on all the deets UwU” “If you make that face one more time I won’t :P” “FINEEE. I hope it’s a good story :3”