April stared at the juicebox on the counter. It was just sitting there, mocking her, tempting her by the second. If it was a trap, it couldn't have been more obvious. It did look like Melonie's cheap idea of a prank. Something that was inconspicuously left out, looking fully casual at a glance, but with a deliberate purpose. Something to tempt her.
Not that it was working, of course. April rolled her eyes as she walked back and forth across the room, giving the juicebox a sideways glance as she moved. It was so obvious it wasn't even worth her time. Somebody had left it out for her, and she wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of drinking it.
"It's not working, you know." Although there was nobody else in the room with her, April was plenty aware of what her housemates were like. If anyone was behind this in some way, they were listening. "Do you really think I'm going to drink this so I can cum on the spot? You know that the phrase 'thirsty' is just an expression, right?" The room itself was silent, and the juicebox remained perfectly still, the bold words on the side impossible to ignore.
April was wasting her time here. The last thing she wanted after a shift at the coffee shop was to entertain some juvenile prank based on a stupid meme, after all. Especially considering for once she was caught up on all her assignments. She just wanted to unwind and relax for a bit. Sure, part of her 'unwinding' involved getting some personal relief. And she had to admit that some magic juice doing the job instantly would be a more efficient use of her time. But that didn't mean she was actually tempted to try it. Especially not after April had already spent the last five minutes staring at it, trying to figure out who genuinely thought she was dumb enough to try it.
Although, there was a single thought nagging the back of her mind. Was it really meant for her? It wouldn't be the first time someone else was the target of a prank. If Melonie was targeting someone else, that could spiral into bigger problems down the line. With a jolt, April realised that with all the time she'd spent, she hadn't actually checked if it was full or not. It was entirely possible that someone else had already had a sip, and there was a ticking time bomb she got caught in the fallout in some capacity.
There was at least no harm in checking. April dashed over to the juicebox and grabbed it, inspecting it for any signs of use. Thankfully, it looked completely untouched. The straw was still taped to the side, the hole at the top was unpunctured, and it felt roughly room temperature. It even had that distinctive faint juicebox scent. As far as April could tell, she was the first person to touch it.
One the one hand, that was a relief. At least nobody else had taken a drink yet. But on the other hand, that reinforced April's original hypothesis - this was a trap set for her specifically. Somebody was tempting her, using psychological manipulation just to see if she
would.
And who knew what would happen if she had a sip? Would it be an explosive climax, just from a single drop? That would be awkward. April already spent more time than she'd like to admit doing laundry, and creaming herself on the spot would only add to the problem. No, it would be better to take her time. Enjoy the mood, maybe light a scented candle, and slowly build up to her climax. There was a new chapter of her favourite smutty fanfic that she hadn't gotten around to reading yet, and there was no point in spoiling the mood with a stupid joke.
But her hand was still wrapped around the juicebox.
"Is this what you want, to make me suffer?" April was angrily shouting into the empty room. "To watch me squirm and grapple with myself? Do I even have a choice, or are you going to force me to drink this, whether I want to or not?" The very thought of it made her shudder. If she didn't go along with a prank, her free will might just be overridden anyway. How embarrassing would that be? To wilfully resist such a juvenile attempt at flustering her, only to be forced to cum in her pants on the spot, helpless to resist as a massive orgasm raced through her body. April found herself getting flushed at the mere thought of it, no doubt another cheap manipulation tactic to get her to drink.
