So, I almost lost this chapter. It wasn't in my files when I started reposting. But I found it! This is slightly different from as Lindsay is the main character for this one, not Megan. As well, it's a tad serious, but still a little humorous and of course: sexy. Thoughts and feedback on this are appreciated. Contains the Drug Trials usual of futa, sex, celebs, etc. Everyone is over 18 and celebrities don't act like this. Enjoy!
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Lindsay smiled in satisfaction. Normally she'd commit this level of destruction in a drug and alcohol fueled rage. This was the first time, to her knowledge, that she destroyed a room to find something. The bed was tossed. All the drawers were pulled out and emptied. When she began, Lindsay knew it was going to be tough; Amanda was as much an addict as she was and apt at hiding things. Yet, that was an advantage she had: Lindsay knew where she herself would hide things, so Amanda's hiding spots couldn't be hard to find. After wrecking the room she found a clear bag tapped to the underside of the nightstand.
The redhead stared down at the baggy with curiosity. The powder blue pills sat inside, their invisible lackluster appearance still calling to her; alluring her with the pleasure that Amanda felt.
Was it worth it?
Several pills left the bag and entered her free hand. Lindsay stared at them in her palm. She wanted them. To feel what Amanda felt, to have her brain constantly bombarded with pleasure. One would go missing, no one would ever know.
Lindsay singled out a pill and placed it between her fingers; admiring it in the light. The plain blue pill that offered untold pleasures. She brought it up to her lips; wide open ready to receive when a thought popped into her head. Megan wouldn't like this.
Megan!
The Kurvoma tablet was at the tip of tongue when her brain snapped back to reality. Her hand seized and snatched it away from her all too willing mouth.
Why the fuck would I do that!
Lindsay thought to herself. In her rage she threw the bag across the room. It sailed until it hit the far wall where is burst open; sending pills in every direction.
Fuck!
The redhead swore and leapt across the room; chasing after the pills as they rolled along the floor and hid under the debris Lindsay herself caused.
Nearly 20 minutes later Lindsay emerged from the room. She was somewhat confident she had retrieved every little pill. That episode had shaken her up.
Why the fuck did I do that?
She held the bag out in front of her with just two fingers; unwilling to look at it, and slightly ashamed from her actions. Without pausing she marched the pills back to the offices. She deposited them in front of Jade and left without comment. Lindsay didn't want to talk to anyone, especially someone like Jade that had a sense for people. The redhead just wanted to get away; no she needed to punch something! Fortunately, she knew where to go.
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Lindsay heard the clank of metal as she entered the gym area.
Someone is here!
Lindsay resisted the urge to run back into the locker room. She didn't want to deal with people, but she forced herself forward. Fortunately, only Avril was in the gym. The petite, though muscled, blonde was currently doing some squats with a rather large weight on her shoulders.
"Lindsay? What are you doing here?" The blonde asked, letting the weights she was using clatter to the ground.
"I need to hit something."
"Well, you've come to the right place." Avril restacked her weights and signaled the redhead to come over. "Just frustrated or..?"
Lindsay wasn't certain how far she wanted to go, the bare minimum seemed the best. "I found Amanda today in some sort of stupor. It seems she got ahold of some off rejected Curvoma prototypes."
Avril paused while picking up a pair of boxing gloves. "That's awful! What happened?"
"She was just there...fingering herself and rubbing her chest. Her boobs looked fake. I got Megan and they carted her away. She was addicted to pleasure!" Lindsay shouted unnecessarily.
"I'm sorry, here this may help." Avril held up the two black gloves. "Give me your hands."
