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Chapter Five — “Recreational Drug Abuse”

By Tuesday morning, it was clear that they would need to leave the dorm room. The only thing left to eat in the room was a single granola bar and a banana that had seen better days. Besides, Lexi had finally had to concede that if she kept riding Jana’s face that hard, the girl might actually need to see a doctor.

As of today, Lexi had lowered her dose down to three. With Jana and her whirlwind tongue (and so many fingers yet to be worn out) for study aids, she was confident about her ability to ace her finals, and assessed that the greater threat to her finals was becoming the probability that she’d get distracted on her walk over and wind up missing them while she fucked some geek as his study break.

Lexi wasn’t a worrier, like Alexis had been. She wanted to seize life by the horns and wrangle it to the ground and was willing to endure the scrapes and bruises. Still, some experimentation on Jana had shown how utterly ruined the girl now was, and there was a difference between proceeding boldly and running through red lights pedal to the metal.

There seemed to be very little Jana wouldn’t do if Lexi commanded it. She’d had her flash people at the window, then elevated that to masturbating in front of the audience she drew. She’d gotten her to snort cocaine (it had actually been crushed up Pez, but Jana hadn’t known that when she’d unflinchingly agreed to snort it), and text topless naked pictures of herself to her parents’ next door neighbor. (Her own suggestion; Lexi had asked her to think of the creepiest person she could to send such the pics to).

Finally, Lexi had her drop out of school after the semester. After all, she didn’t need to have a sex slave who was distracted by classes and tests and tuition. Besides, frankly, with Jana’s body, the girl would be better off without an education—when (if) Lexi finished with her, she’d make better money stripping or working as a call girl, or doing porn. Maybe Lexi could just auction her off as a bride to some lonely old rich guy. Whatever. The point was, she’d be fine without a degree. Or not. It was hard to worry about her roommate’s problems when Lexi had pressing needs of her own.

For starters, she needed to render herself able to go out in public without risking winding up like Jana. Lowering her dosage had been one step, but still, Lexi realized how nearly she could have wound up in a similar situation. If Greg’s brand of dirty talk had induced him to add “I own you bitch” to his repertoire, she may well have believed it.

After her morning inspection—another centimeter of bust, up to 161 on her memory test—she sat down to try to catalogue all the changes in her thinking, to analyze which were helpful and worth keeping and which were not. She made two columns, and started listing the ideas that she remembered hearing as well as she could. She disregarded a lot of the mundane things—professors telling her to study hard, get a good night’s sleep before exams, that kind of thing—and focused on the more lurid suggestions. They had seeped right into her long-term memory so it was hard to remember them all, but she did her best.

HELPFUL/NOT HARMFUL

HARMFUL (why)

Making the list had been difficult, and required some brutal self-honesty to be able to look at herself and assess what the new her, Lexi, had going for her and in what ways she was becoming a trampy little sex object. That was the problem—she loved fucking. Anything that even sounded like it might get her more dicks (or cunts) sounded like a great idea. Who wouldn’t want to be a fuck toy—a thing that lay there all day getting dicks shoved in it?

By the time she was done, she was so horny she could barely sit still; the cushion of her desk chair was soaked. It had been three days now since she’d had an actual cock in her, and it was getting harder and harder to function without it. Hopefully the severity of it would lessen once she was able to lower her dosage after finals, but for now, it was becoming difficult to bear.

Jana was standing in the corner staring at where the walls met, per instructions, but she responded quickly when Lexi snapped her fingers. She simply slumped down in her chair and pointed to her pussy, and Jana got to work. Her mistress thought she saw a frown on her slave’s face—probably from her sore jaw—and corrected it immediately. “Try to seem happy for the opportunity, for fuck’s sake, you ungrateful cunt.”

Instantly, Jana was smiling. “Oh, but I am! I LOVE your pussy, Lexi—you’re so fucking sexy and...” Her words trailed off as her mouth descended onto the object of her praise. That’s more like it.

A good hard cum later, she pushed Jana back and sighed contentedly. Lexi still needed a dick—bad—but she could think again. Somewhat. That was going to need to be a priority. But first to do a little housecleaning of her attic.

She wrote a list of suggestions, and practiced saying them out loud. (She had Jana go take a shower so she didn’t need to worry “don’t be a fuck toy” might be overheard and mistakenly applied to the wrong target.) Even after several repetitions, she didn’t feel any different. Evidently she couldn’t program herself.

“Jana, what’s rule number one?”

“Don’t speak unless there’s a reason,” Jana responded.

“Bing. And why is that?”

“Because I’m a stupid cunt who usually has nothing useful to say,” Jana parroted, nodding sincerely.

“Bing again. Now I wrote a little script for you, and I want you to read it to me like you’re trying to give me some good advice, OK? You’re going to read it exactly how I wrote it, word for word, nothing added, nothing left out.”

“Yes, Lexi.”

“Good girl.”

She had Jana read it over a few times in her head before trying it out loud. Jana was fairly intelligent, actually, her recent lapse in judgment aside, and she soon had it good and rehearsed. She informed Lexi as such.

“Go for it.”

“Lexi, I wanted to run a few ideas by you,” she said in a patient tone, the tone of a friend trying to help another friend out of a bind. “I know you’ve been going through some changes lately, and I wanted to talk to you about it.”

“Oh?” Lexi inquired gamely, per the script.

“Yeah. I’ve seen how you’ve turned into a hot piece of ass, and as a fellow hottie, I wanted to give you some tips.”

“Do share,” Lexi recited.

“Well, for starters, you need to stop letting your pussy tell you what to do.”

“Stop letting my pussy tell me what to do, got it.”

“And sure, you’re going to find guys who will pay you for sex. Just don’t sell yourself short—you deserve top dollar, Lexi, and you should hold out for it.”

Lexi repeated it, hoping to drill it home. They continued on through the script, Jana giving advice and Lexi repeating it. She didn’t feel things slamming home like they had, but after a few more times repeating the process, she felt like it was better. Some. Hopefully. She imagined Greg’s dick; she definitely thought it would be a lot of fun to suck it, but it wasn’t really so much better than other dicks she could suck. The thought of herself as a fuck toy was still comforting, and definitely arousing, but she understood that she fucked how and when she wanted, not whenever a man told her to.

It was an improvement. For now, that was all the anxiety she could muster over it; worrying over such things was exhausting her atroneurinol-enhanced brain. She hoped that once she could finally clear her head with some actual honest-to-God dicking, she’d finally begin to get a handle on things.

But to reach that point, she first needed to address the second item on her to-do list: her wardrobe. Her body was nothing like it had been a week ago. Then she had been a boring flat-chested stick with no ass and a strong desire to not call attention to herself.

Now, Lexi was a buxom beauty, with a pert round ass, a pair of big tear drop tits and an eagerness to show it all off. She was the version of herself she used to fantasize about—hot and brilliant and confident, and it was time she started advertising to the rest of the world. On a less interesting but nonetheless pragmatic note, Jana was also going to need some new attire; she’d changed so much that not a single article of her old clothing fit her except for some once-baggy sweatpants that were now skintight across the butt and thighs. None of her old shirts adequately stretched across her chest, but Lexi remedied this by sending her to the dorm’s laundry room to steal a t-shirt from a fat girl down the hall. It fit horribly, but at least it would allow her to go out in public.

Lexi helped herself to some elements of Jana’s wardrobe that were ill-fitting but more or less adequate; Jana was more than eight inches taller than her, and had a somewhat larger frame. Neither girl had a bra or panties. Then they set out for a clothing outlet, a little place called Chique Boutique that Jana had good things to say about and Lexi had never heard of. It was one of those stores only hot girls needed to know about, that didn’t sell anything above a size 6 and favored fashions for women who had something to show off. It was popular with the party girls who comprised Jana’s social circle.

The girls headed in, both of them feeling like fish out of water in their present attire. In the middle of the day on a Tuesday, there was only one employee working the floor, a devilishly handsome and painstakingly well-groomed guy around their age, probably a student at the college, too.

Lexi immediately formed a resolution to take care of her final to-do list item while she was here.

He arched an eyebrow at seeing the two girls come in wearing such ill-fitting and fashion-deaf apparel. He had a look that said he might have told them they were in the wrong store until he recognized their underlying hotness, and his expression warmed professionally. “Afternoon, ladies, I’m Devin, welcome. Anything I can help you with today?”

Lexi caught a scent of his cologne, and almost started stripping on the spot. No. Control yourself. Don’t listen to your pussy! pleaded her brain. FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM shrieked her pussy. She felt her already moist slit gearing up for full-on drip mode.

She smiled back, and began her prepared lie. “Well, our apartment flooded over the weekend while we were away, and we lost... well, almost everything. That included our wardrobes, unfortunately, so... we’re just looking to stock up. We scrounged up what we could find and borrowed what we couldn’t—I know we must look ridiculous.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” he said, managing to sound genuinely empathetic. Maybe he even was. “Well if you’re looking for a bit of everything, I’ll just hang out and stay out of your way. Just let me know if you need anything,” he said, stepping aside and making for the register. He began folding some inventory.

Lexi made it a point to avoid looking in his direction as they went through the shelves. Too distracting, with his neatly trimmed beard and his broad shoulders and what was probably a big mouth-watering dick...

She shook herself. Stay on task. First things first, she headed to the lingerie area and began rummaging. Jana just looked longingly at the bra selection, knowing there was slim chance they’d carry anything that could hold her mammoth jugs. Lexi tried on a few, finally finding a size that seemed to fit right. She laughed in exultation—in a week’s time, she’d gone from a 30A to a 34D. She stocked up, getting a few different colors and styles, just for fun.

Panties were easier; she and Jana did a little experimentation and found sizes that worked, snagging a variety (with Lexi selecting for Jana, of course). They went through the store in a whirlwind of shopping. Jana had a great eye for the kinds of things that would look good on her roommate (since Lexi now had a body not unlike the one Jana’d had until recently), and while Lexi had never much enjoyed clothes shopping before, she began to see its appeal. So many possibilities, so many ways to just look fucking good.

For Lexi’s part, she got Jana one outfit she could wear casually—some distressed ripped jeans and a t-shirt that valiantly tried (and ultimately) failed to disguise her rack as something other than the mouth-watering affair it was. For the rest, she got her the sluttiest, skimpiest outfits the store had in. She got the sizes too small, the necklines too low, backs and mid-riffs and thighs and in some cases ass cheeks too exposed.

Lexi’s own selections were scarcely more elegant (and some as bad or worse, like that whorish semi-transparent top she couldn’t wait to wear), though she did get a few outfits for comfort, for days like yesterday when she’d just be lounging around fucking Jana or studying. Increasingly, she found Devin looking in their direction, and he popped by more than a few times over their two-hour shopathon to check on them. A few other shoppers came and went, some pausing to give the two girls derisive looks.

They walked up to the register with armloads full of clothing heaped high. (Well, Jana did; Lexi couldn’t see the point in having a slave if you still had to do your own heavy lifting.)

“Wow, you two look... well, you belong together, that’s for sure,” he said appreciatively as he began scanning items.

We belong together. It felt true, all right, Lexi and her servant, her plaything, her slave. She didn’t ever want to part company with her.

It took Devin nearly ten minutes just to ring them up, and Lexi enjoyed the expressions on his face as he imagined the girls in the racy outfits. They were wearing two such out of the store; Lexi in a black vinyl miniskirt and a backless white scoop-neck top, and Jana in a dangerously low-cut purple spandex dress with leather straps connecting it to a matching miniskirt. If one of those straps came undone, that spandex was going to fly up and over her titties like a snapped rubbed band.

“All right,” he said as he bagged the last item. “Your total is $2224.81. How will you be paying?”

Lexi snapped her fingers, and Jana fetched a credit card from her purse and handed it to her; Lexi then handed it to Devin. He watched the exchange curiously, but offered no comment. He ran the card, then frowned at his display monitor. “Oh, sorry, it says you have a $2,000 limit. I can put that much on here, though—do you have anything else to cover the rest?”

Lexi looked to Jana imperiously. “Well, where’s the rest?”

“Um, that’s all I have,” Jana said sheepishly. “That card is really just supposed to be for emergencies. And I spent all my cash on... medication.”

Devin smiled reassuringly, though his words were addressed to the girls’ chests. “Well, no worries. Looks like you have enough to last you a while, at least. Do you want to maybe put a couple things back?”

Lexi assumed a pout. She no intention of putting anything back. These clothes were crazy sexy, and she’d already begun having fantasies about each one and how it would help her get fucked. Nor did she want to settle for fewer or lesser accessories for her doll, either.

Besides, she had a plan.

“If I fuck you, can you give us a discount?”

Devin’s eyes bulged. “Excuse me?!”

“If I let you fuck me, will you let us off on the rest of the purchase,” she explained slowly. It still felt a little strange to be negotiating like this; she knew full well if he just told her to fuck him for free, she’d still do it. But her own words, filtered through Jana’s barely-accented voice, reassured her that her pussy was a commodity, damnit, and she deserved something in exchange for its use.

“Um, I’m sorry, but I can’t just...” he sputtered, turning crimson.

“I tell you what. Jana, get him warmed up for me, OK?” She turned back to him as Jana came around the counter, smiling broadly. She was no doubt just as horny as Lexi, maybe more so. “She’s free. Just sit tight, enjoy.”

Jana hopped up on the counter and spread her legs wide; in the teensy dress, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing panties, her hairless pussy on lewd display. (She and Lexi had agreed they were just too wet for them to be practical to wear out of the store.) “I’m gonna ride you so good, Devin.” She grabbed the stunned clerk by his belt and pulled him up against her.

“’Warn him up’ means use your mouth, airhead.”

Jana turned around with an expression that looked like Lexi had just shot her dog. “Oh, but PLEASE! He’s so hot and I’m sooooooooo weeeeeeeeet,” she whined, squeezing her thighs around him.

Lexi responded only by smacking Jana’s scantly-covered ass good and hard, the crack echoing through the store. She figured Devin would only be turned on by it, and Jana would remember her place.

She was right. Jana sulkily slid down off the counter, her skirt gliding up over her big round ass as a result, then sunk down to her knees. She didn’t even ask Devin for permission as she deftly undid his buckle and fly, and he just watched in a daze as she slid her thick pouty lips down toward his hardening cock, running them up and down both sides before shoving it hungrily into her mouth.

Devin gasped, gripping the counter with knuckles that soon turned white. “What the... what’s going on...?” he asked weakly, interrupting himself with a groan as Jana sunk her fingers into his ass and pulled him into her throat. She gurgled blissfully, uncaring that she couldn’t breathe.

“She likes you,” Lexi said, resting her hands on top of his and teasing them with her nails. “But she belongs to me. She’ll do whatever I say.”

“But... why?”

“Don’t worry about that, doll. Just close your eyes and enjoy.” When he instead looked down at Jana’s enthusiastically bobbing head, she smiled. “Or... Jana, show Devin your titties.”

The corners of the fellating girl’s mouth widened enough to indicate an intent to smile, and she used her index finger to give a single sharp tug at the top of her skimpy dress. It snapped down instantly, relieved to be allowed to shrink to the size of her trim waist as her huge gravity-defiant tits leapt free from their purple prison.

Lexi slunk around to their side of the sales counter. She came up behind Devin, pressing her own considerable bosom against his back and kissing his neck. Her arms wrapped around him, running fingertips gently along his hips and pelvis. “I wanna help Jana suck your cock, OK Devin? Is that OK, us two hot little sluts sucking your dick?”

She teased a moment later before she could no longer help herself. There was a cock, right in front of her, hard and ready, and attached to what would be far and away the hottest guy she ever fooled around with. Part of her wanted to punch Jana in the face so she could have it all to herself. Part of her was glad to have someone else around who understood her primal need to get a dick inside her.

Heartbeats later, she knelt alongside her porn-bodied fuck puppet and greedily pushed her head aside, engulfing his manhood in her mouth. She just got it in there before she began to drool, which would have been most embarrassing. She thought of her efforts to drill “I can never suck enough cocks” out of her head, and was glad it hadn’t met with total success. Part of what made this so perfect was knowing how her greedy little slut mouth couldn’t be satisfied.

(She took care of one other little thing while she was down there, but she hoped it wouldn’t come up, and even if it did, it wouldn’t matter until later, once they’d had their fun.)

Soon, she grudgingly allowed Jana to assist her, and they took turns alternating between licking and gently sucking on his balls and working on his shaft. To prolong it and to sweeten the deal, Lexi charitably drew Jana into a lengthy tongue-filled kiss, luxuriating in being able to taste Devin’s cock in her roommate’s mouth. Without being invited, Jana fondled Lexi’s upstairoid-enhanced tits, and soon had the act reciprocated on her own.

Lexi watched Devin out of the corner of her eye as she made out with her slave-slut of a roommate at his feet. While he was obviously enjoying the show, the clerk was also becoming a little addled at being left out. Perhaps it was beginning to dawn on him that he was standing in his place of work with his pants around his ankles, and that if anyone else walked in he’d be fired for sure.

Lexi rose to her feet, dragging her breasts across his body on the way up. Jana resumed blowing him in an instant. “I need you inside me,” she moaned into his ear, then took his ear lobe between her teeth and licked at it needily.

“But... I’m at work,” he said lamely, even as his eyes roved hungrily over the girls’ tantalizing bodies. He may be a good-looking guy, but this was clearly a first for him.

“Let’s go to the fitting room,” she suggested. She put a hand on Jana’s head and squeezed; after a moment, the girl realized that was an unspoken command to stop, and she obeyed, letting his cock slide out of her mouth with a regretful gaze.

With his blowjob interrupted, he gave more consideration to Lexi’s suggestion. “Pleeeease?” she pressed, taking his hand and sucking slowly on his middle finger.

“All of us?” he asked in cautious optimism.

God fucking damnit Jana, don’t you dare fuck this up for me. “Of course!” she replied aloud. She snapped her fingers, and Jana was on her feet in a moment. She wobbled precariously and had to catch herself on the counter, still not accustomed to the new and massive weight on her chest.

Devin hastily pulled his pants up, then ran to the door and flipped the sign to “CLOSED” and locked the door. By the time he was done, the horny girls were waiting at the entrance to the fitting rooms, deep in a lustful kiss, their hands roaming one another’s bodies freely. It was by sheer force of will Devin walked instead of running to them.

Upon reaching them, the trio threw themselves into the nearest fitting room with a whirlwind of activity more befitting a Tazmanian devil than any humans, the two girls competing to paw and fondle their new playmate with as much eagerness as they engendered in him to return the favor.

As fun as it was to get felt up by a cute boy (Alexis would have considered it the peak of her sexual achievements), Lexi was too much in need to settle for just that. “Fuck me,” she whimpered, hiking her skirt and turning to show him her dripping wet cunt.

“Fuck me!” Jana echoed. Beside her, Jana was likewise leaning against the wall, arching her back and spreading her legs to prepare for cock. Her dress was bunch around her waist in a thin purple strip; Lexi in her backless top, loose enough that her tits were mostly visible from the side, thick-framed glasses on her nose, looked a prude by comparison.

“There’s only one of me girls,” Devin said, giddy with the power he seemed to have over these women. His gaze still distinctly lingered on Jana; he’d had sex with hot girls before, but he’d never fucked an honest-to-god porn star, as he was sure she must be. No one else would blow the kind of cash it would take for huge fake tits like that, or the ass implants, or the thick dick-sucking lips.

“Please fuck me,” Jana repeated, desperately.

“Shut up Jana!” Lexi growled.

Jana just turned to Devin and smiled. “Please fuck me?” She wiggled her butt at him, as if to remind him where her pussy was.

Lexi was floored by that old familiar feeling of standing beside Jana and becoming invisible to men. It was like nothing had changed—even with her skin and hair and ass and legs and titties and cunt tailor-made for fucking, she was still second tier in present company.

“Jana! Get the fuck out of here!” she screeched desperately. But Jana, lost in the throes of a rekindled bout of void rage, heard nothing but Devin’s voice, saw nothing but Devin’s dick.

“C’mon, babe, learn to share with Jana.” Grinning broadly, Devin eased himself into Jana from behind, not meeting even a ghost of resistance from her well-lubricated cunt.

Lexi had by now processed the nature of her helplessness here, and as the steady smacking of his balls against her ass resounded through the cramped room, she was reduced to fingering herself silly. Learn to share with Jana. An infuriating thought to have regarding her subordinate, but she supposed if she was going to have a slave perpetually tagging along who looked like that (we belong together, after all), they’d run into plenty of men who’d want to fuck both. Maybe she shouldn’t be quite so selfish.

“Fuck me harder, fuck me harder, fuck me harder!” Jana cried, over and over ad nauseam. Lexi quickly found it annoying, but Devin didn’t complain.

Trying not to feel the weight of the chip on her shoulder, she joined their fun, enjoying some thorough caressing of Devin’s lean ass with one hand, hefting one of Jana’s globular tits. Damn, those things were heavy. She kissed Devin while he fucked the hell out of her roommate; when Jana turned around and leapt at him, holding herself up with only her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her pussy wrapped around his dick, Lexi even magnanimously kissed her too.

Devin slammed Jana hard up against the wall, letting it take a little of her weight, and spoke between grunts and ragged breaths as he kept pumping into her. “You two... you’re so, fucking, hot.” Lexi grabbed one huge tit with both hands and took the nipple into her mouth. “But you’re, oh fuck, so much, fucking...” he paused as Jana’s screaming drowned him out as her on-going orgasm hit another peak. Lexi frankly marveled at how much air the bitch had in her lungs—that scream-moan hybrid went on for a good twenty seconds.

“Hotter together,” Devin finished, teeth clenched as with one last brutal upward thrust, he emptied his balls up into Jana’s sloshing pussy. Maybe the two were hotter together, yet watching Jana quake like she was using a jackhammer on a pogo stick, Lexi had never been more jealous of anyone in her entire life.

Then, she went slack, a stupid grin plastered on her face. Lexi helped lower the girl down onto the bench in the corner, where she slumped against the wall limply. She was breathing raggedly, but other than one hand that immediately found her pussy and began toying, she just lie there smiling.

Lexi was already on her knees, already licking and sucking his deflating cock with a fervent need to reverse its trajectory. “Damn, girl, you suck dicks as eager as your friend fucks them.”

Lexi still allowed herself a moment to scrape him with her teeth for the assholish comment, eliciting a soothing curse of discomfort. I suck as eagerly as Jana fucks.

Her brain tried to unravel this notion as a logic puzzle as she continued the blowjob. How much did Jana love fucking? She had little doubt that it was even more than she herself did; her neediness had been enough to over-ride Lexi’s conditioning, after all. It was probably impossible to love sucking dick that much—she’d need another means of getting air into her lungs if she loved giving head that much. But still, if she was even close, it meant...

I love sucking dick even more than I love fucking. She whimpered at the thought of her pussy not getting what it wanted, but... sucking dick was her favorite thing in the world.

It wasn’t long before her passionate cock-love was sufficient to restore Devin’s readiness for the task at hand, but she didn’t let up. She was still hornier than she’d ever been, still would have sold her soul for a good fucking—even a mediocre fucking, really—but she didn’t let up for a moment. Having a cock in her mouth was just too good.

Even Devin seemed a little surprised. “I think I’m ready for another go, if you’re still ready for me...?” As desperate as she’d seemed a few minutes ago, he couldn’t believe she would hesitate.

“Ah shmih, O’m suh ruh-uh!” she said brightly as she ran her lips up and down his shaft. But then, a moment later, she just couldn’t resist slipping it back into her mouth.

He let her keep going for a bit before trying again—evidently he preferred pussies to oral. Good man. “Um, don’t you want to have sex?”

She pulled off—it was so difficult, a cock right there in front of her lips and she didn’t have it in her mouth!—and gazed up at him. “I do. I want you to fuck me more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Just gimme a couple more minutes.” She slid it back in, getting as much in her throat as she could. And since having a cock in there had become preferable to more traditional occupants, like air, it was a good comfy fit.

He let her for a moment before pointing out, “a couple more minutes and you’re going to overshoot the mark.”

Lexi didn’t care. She could feel him tensing, feel him readying to cum in her mouth—the second-best part of a blowjob, right after the blowjob part. She didn’t slow for a moment. It was about to happen.

Then, like an asshole, Devin pushed back on her forehead. Knocked off balance, Lexi fell on her bare ass on the cold tile floor. Before she could make sense of it, she saw Devin pumping his fist around his cock. A few long spurts jetted out and spattered across Lexi’s face. A large strand swung back and forth from the bottom of her glasses for a long moment before it broke free and spattered on her leg.

“But... but... I was gonna swallow that,” she griped forlornly.

“Nah, this way’s more fun,” Devin said arrogantly, turning to Jana. “Doesn’t she look great like that?”

“Yeah, Lexi, you look great like that.”

Getting cummed on is more fun than swallowing. I look great like that. They made good points, and she was mollified somewhat. “Can we fuck now?” Lexi asked plaintively. She already knew the answer, but she was desperate. It felt like a lifetime since her cunt had been filled.

“Sorry, I gotta get back to work. I could lose my job if I got caught,” Devin said, pulling his pants up. Jana just kept masturbating, smiling fondly at her cum-covered mistress.

“Fuck me!” Lexi pleaded, humping herself against his leg. “Fuck me!”

He smiled at her, the same kind of look he might give a dog trying to lick the grease off its fingers, pitying and amused. “Another time, for sure. C’mon, let’s get ourselves dressed. I’ll get your number before you go.”

Lexi nodded. There was no point begging; even if she could talk him into it, he was spent for now, both physically and psychologically. She had had her shot and blown it. Jana had stolen her chance. The fucking cock-thieving twit!

She accepted his hand when he offered it to help her up. He headed back out to open the store as she and Jana tugged their clothes back into place. Jana handed her a tissue to clean up her face, but Lexi decined. She looked good like this.

Besides, she had a plan to complete.

The two proceeded out to the check-out counter; they were still alone in the store with Devin. He smiled handsomely at them; Lexi supposed many women would have been charmed by it. (Not that she didn’t want to fuck and suck him ’til kingdom come, but his smile had nothing to do with that.) Then he caught sight of Lexi’s face, and she once more had to rebuff a tissue. He shrugged, seeming content to believe she was just a really kinky slut.

“Hey, I still need to actually check you guys out—sorta got interrupted before,” he said, chuckling bashfully.

“I’ve decided not to pay,” Lexi said.

“What? All that, and you’re not even going to get anything?”

“No, we’re taking it all, but we’re not going to pay you.” Lexi smiled patiently.

“What? No no no, ladies, I mean, that was great and all, but this is a couple thousand bucks worth of stuff. We have breakage and all and I can find a way to take care of the overage, but even that’s going to be tough. I can’t just let you have it all for free!”

“Yet you’re going to,” Lexi responded. Jana listened with interest, waiting to see how she might be able to help her owner.

“The hell I am.” He stiffened angrily, not liking being told what to do. Feeling like he’d been duped. “No skanky pussy is worth that.”

“Oh?” Lexi asked. “So what’re you going to do to stop us?”

He smirked. “I’ll call security. They got an SUV that roams around the strip mall—they’d be here in minutes. And I have your credit card info, so you can’t escape.”

“Right, right, don’t stop there. Security gets here, and...? Walk me through it, Devin.”

“I tell them you tried to steal all this merchandise, obviously,” he retorted, like she was an idiot.

“Mm, I see,” she nodded, trying to picture it. “And what’re you going to tell them about how your cum got on my face? Or in Jana’s pussy?”

“Wait, what?” He frowned, confused.

“Because I know what we’re going to tell the actual non-mall-cop police when we call 911. We’re going to tell them you offered us 50% off our purchases if we’d sleep with you. We were desperate and naive, so we did it, then you reneged on the deal and we tried to walk out, so you hit Jana in the face and ordered us to pay the full amount.”

“I... what? Nobody hit anybody!”

Lexi looked to Jana. “Sweetie, you wouldn’t mind if I had to hit you a few times to make the story stick, would you?”

Jana shook her head nervously. “No, not if that’s what you need.”

“Well there we go.”

“This is crazy! Either way, security’s going to respond before cops get here, so it’ll just be the lame excuses of two skank-ass thieves trying to get away with it. No one will believe you.”

“I think you under-estimate the power of the sight of the two of us, cum-splattered and bruised in our gorgeous faces, dickhead. Still, if you think you need to call them...” Lexi shrugged, leaning against the counter with her back to him nonchalantly.

Devin snorted as he picked up the phone, then hit one of the speed dial buttons. He held it up to his ear, then frowned. He hung it up, then tried again with the same result. He tapped the receiver a few times. “There’s no dial tone,” he said in puzzlement.

“Oh, weird, someone must’ve used the scissors sitting out on the counter to cut the line when she was on her knees sucking your dick earlier,” Lexi said.

“What! You fucking crazy slut! Fine, I’ll just use my cell, you bitch.”

“Sure wish I’d thought of that,” Lexi said in a complacent tone right around the time he realized someone had removed the battery from his phone.

“You fucking bitch!” he yelled. “Give me back my fucking battery!”

It was the perfect pose for when Lexi turned and snapped a picture of him with her own phone. She showed him the shot (careful to keep out of his reach)—him red-faced, snarling, fists clenched. “Gee, that’ll go nicely with my story, won’t it. And I guess since I’m the only one with a phone, your balls are pretty much in my purse, huh.”

“You’ll never get away with this, bitch.”

“Look. No one’s denying you have options. You can either handle an allegation of sexually assaulting two women and battering one, plus whatever gross little crime it is to offer a discount in exchange for sexual favors...”

“Solicitation,” Jana chimed in helpfully.

“That’s the one. Maybe you’ll convince a jury, maybe not. Even if, I’ll bet some people in your life would never trust you again. That look on your mom’s face as she has to wonder whether or not her son is a serial rapist...” She shuddered.

“Or, you can let us walk, and figure out how to cover for the lost merchandise. Maybe you can pin it on someone else and get off scot-free. Maybe you won’t and you’ll get fired. Either way, sounds better than the first route to me.”

“It’d ruin your reputation, too,” Devin said sullenly. “Especially when they find out you’re a fucking liar.”

“Oh, you poor simple boy, you don’t understand how negotiation works, do you. My options are to maybe, eventually, get my reputation ruined, or to walk away with a couple grand and change in clothes. Yours are to be branded a sex offender in front of the world or possibly lose your sucky little job. If you think it’s worth it, though, you just let me know and I’ll make that phone call.”

A couple minutes later, the girls walked out of the store with their merchandise. (Devin had needed to remove the theft-prevention devices first, scowling murderously at them as he did it.) They got back to the car, and Lexi sat down, feeling aglow with satisfaction at her plan, but trembling in unslaked lust.

“Where to?” Jana asked from the diver’s seat.

She eyed her roommate-turned-fuck-toy frostily. “You disobeyed me in there, Jana.”

Jana’s cheeks colored in shame. “I couldn’t help it. I just need to get fuck so bad, all the time... it’s hard being near men. When we pulled up alongside that little red sports car at the traffic light on the way here, part of me wanted to jump out of the car and beg the other driver for sex. With that clerk’s cock right there in front of me, I—”

“Shut up.” Jana’s mouth closed before she finished making sounds. “You disobeyed me. And now we need to punish you so you don’t forget who you belong to again. I want you to think for a moment, then tell me how to discipline you. Something you’ll regret for a good long time.”

Jana nodded, tearing up a little. It was unclear if it was remorse or anticipation; Lexi hoped the latter. It didn’t take long before she came back with an answer. Lexi considered, modified it a little, then agreed.

Four hours later, the two stumbled out of South Side Inks. “My mom and dad are going to be so fucking pissed,” Jana said, looking down at her new tattoo.

“Well maybe that’ll help you keep your stupid cunt in line next time,” Lexi said, then slapped each tit hard right on top of the tattoos. Jana cried out in pain.

“I’m sorry, Lexi! I couldn’t help it. You understand, right? I mean, back there after he came on your face, you were...”

“I’m not like you!” Lexi yelled defensively. She took a deep breath. “Now if I hear one more pathetic excuse out of you, we’re going back in and I’ll get something equally tasteful right above that jello factory you call an ass.”

Jana sniffled and said nothing.

It had been a long evening. Lexi had driven to three tattoo parlors before she found one with no men working. She worried if Jana committed clitorference one more time, she might do something really terrible before she could stop herself.

Not that the tattoo wasn’t bad. She and Lexi and taken some time to find a good font and spelling, finally settling on a script that looked like crayons held in a toddler’s fist reading “dumB n sluTy” in various bright colors across the swell of her breasts. It would be easily visible (impossible to miss, really) in the majority of outfits she’d picked up today.

Meanwhile, Lexi had been to the ladies room to masturbate seven times while Jana was sitting in the chair getting her tat. Suddenly, all of her fantasies involved Jana right beside her. She was so much hotter that way.

The girls got back in Jana’s car—she guessed it was her car now; she’d have to have the registration transferred someday when they had time. “Back to campus,” Lexi ordered.

It was time to get fucked. She couldn’t handle the thought of doing anything else first. She wasn’t fit to drive in this state; if Jana weren’t here, she’d have to call a cab. Twice during their stay at the tattoo parlor, she’d nearly run out to the sidewalk to grab a passerby and beg him to stuff her pussy.

The only thing that had stopped her, honestly, was knowing she’d probably just suck him off instead and wind up just as bad off as when she started. It was a paradox. She needed to clear her head to be able to function again, and she needed to get fucked to do that, which meant she needed a cock, which she wanted to suck more than she wanted to fuck, and she couldn’t suck AND fuck a man’s cock at the same time...

Then, she’d figured out a solution. She just needed two cocks at the same time! Of course, she and Jana were inseparable, so she was a problem, too; there remained the risk that she’d steal any cocks in the area, so she’d need to make sure there were enough for her too.

But where to come by such an opportunity? Finding a guy who would fuck either of them was simplicity itself; they could walk down the sidewalk and find that. But where could they find a cluster of guys? Not just any guys, but the sort of knuckle-dragging morons whose dicks did their thinking for them, who would take up any offer of a hot piece of ass that was made? Guys who could afford to pay good money for the top-shelf merchandise that their bodies were? Who would be largely isolated from other girls, so they wouldn’t have to worry about feigning chivalry and would just start jamming their dicks into them as soon as their holes were bared?

“We’re here,” Jana said. Lexi snapped out of her daydream, pulling her fingers out of her dripping cooze. She exited the car, Jana in tow, and walked up to the door. She rang the doorbell, and soon after, a young man answered. He was clad in a backwards visor, polo shirt, and khaki shorts, his eyes concealed by a pair of $400 sunglasses, though they were assuredly fixed on the acres and acres of arable titty tracts in front of him.

A grin split his face. “Welcome to Beta Theta Mu, ladies. What can I do ya for?”