Vivian had finally made it! Her topless 'publicity stunt' had given her such a spike in her followership, that by the end of the evening she had overshot her goal of a thousand followers by several hundred! She was finally getting noticed! And she had finally learned how to speak her mind. She had so many things she wanted to say to her followers!
But of course, business came first. And so, she spent the rest of the evening interacting with her followers to keep her 'engagement' high enough to get noticed by potential sponsors, and did some final research on what brands she hoped might give her a commission. Vivian worked long into the night, only stopping to grab a cold meal from the fridge to take back to her desk.
Finally, her attention started to waver. She was getting horny all of a sudden... almost unbearably horny. It was too late in the night for Olivia to make the long trip over. It was funny: she used to feel so dirty about masturbating, but one result of the crazy turn of events over the past few days was that she was past the guilt of treating herself to a little rub when she needed it. Well, she had certainly earned herself a break.
She stretched, then got up from her chair. The first things to come off were her sweatpants and underwear. Shame about her body was another thing she had gotten over lately. She quickly washed her hands in the bathroom, then pulled her shirt off and hopped on top of her bed in nothing but her socks. She started to rub herself up and down for a minute, then went for her clit.
But after a few minutes of that, she still wasn't feeling anything. She knew what she needed! She needed that certain nipple stimulation! She wasn't sure if losing the 'nipple game' was a wise idea considering the last conversation she had had with Abigail that afternoon, but she was so damn horny she needed to do it! She got up on her knees, chucked her pillows aside, and knelt in front of the sturdy, wooden headboard of her bed. She leaned forward until the tips of her nipples brushed against it... and came away clean.
She poked the headboard with her long, pointy nipples again, and a third time, but her nipples would not stick to it. She rubbed them back and forth across the wood, which tickled her in lovely ways, but it still wasn't quite enough. She needed that tug. She needed to be stuck!
Vivian sighed in annoyance. Apparently, the nipple game wasn't being played at the moment. Maybe she shouldn't have been surprised. Abigail had been pissed, and was probably ignoring her. That was fine. She'd get it done on her own. She laid back down on the bed and started tugging on her nipples with her left hand, while her right went to work on her clit. She tugged and twisted those things to the comfortable limits of her flesh. But as fun as it was to play with her monster nipples, it still wasn't giving her the stimulation she needed to reach orgasm. After over half an hour, she was getting frustrated... and still painfully horny! Abigail seemed to have conditioned Vivian to need the magic tricks only she could offer, she realized.
"Dammit, I'll do it myself!"
She rummaged around in her desk drawer until she found what she was looking for: a tube of super glue! She looked around for a suitable surface to use it on, and eventually decided the tiles in the shower might be the easiest to clean without damaging. She stepped into the stall, placed a generous drop on the tip of each nipple, pausing only long enough to wonder of this was really such a great idea, then pinched the base of each nipple and pressed them into the wall.
She held them there for a few seconds, blowing gently on them. When she finally pulled back, she was pleased to feel a firm tug! They were nice and stuck! That was what she needed! But her elatedness was short-loved, as the hardened glue crinkled and snapped and started to peel away, with just a small twinge of pain. Okay, so maybe she couldn't pull with all her strength without actual magic at work, but at least she could tug a little bit.
But even pulling and tugging lightly started to hurt. It felt like pulling a particularly nasty band-aid off. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain, and a bit heavy on the pain at that. Finally, after a minute of the least pleasurable 'stuck' she had ever experienced, her right nipple popped free. She hadn't even been pulling all that hard. Exasperated, she pulled her other tit free, which came loose with a disappointingly weak fight.
After taking a few minutes to peel the annoying, crusty residue off her nipples, she gave up on the idea of pleasuring herself and started to get ready for bed. But when she slumped herself down in her bed, she still felt too horny to sleep. She tried rubbing herself for another forty-five minutes, but still couldn't bring herself close to climax. She looked at the clock, and it was after two in the morning. She wondered if any adult stores might still be open so she could buy a vibrator, but she was too sleepy to want to go out.
As Vivian lay awake, too restless to sleep, she knew in the back of her mind this was all Abigail's doing. It was very likely Abigail keeping her too horny to sleep, but denying her what she needed to get off as punishment. Maybe she was even hindering her ability to climax. 'This is what I can take from you,' her message seemed to be.
Well, Vivian wasn't about to give Abigail the satisfaction of begging, not after finally achieving a major victory over her. They were just going to have to play the long game.
***
Later that afternoon, there finally came the knock on her door Vivian had been waiting for.
"Olivia!" she shouted, and rushed through the open door to give her a hug!
"Miss me a little? Geez, we only skipped one day. Aww, shucks, I missed you, too!" she said, as she squeezed her in a bear hug.
Vivian led her inside and shut the door behind her.
"But seriously, congrats on finally making it big!" As Olivia spoke, she began to undress herself, barely waiting for the door to be shut behind her. "I've been watching your Instagram, and holy shit, you're blowing up!"
"Wow, getting naked already, are we?"
"I am. You can wear however much or little you want," she said with a wink. "You do prefer me this way... don't you?" Olivia already stood stark naked in Vivian's entryway, and looking perfectly natural about it.
"You know I do!" But as Vivian eyed Olivia's body up and down, something about it felt flat. The excitement she had felt the last time seeing all her lovely, exposed skin just didn't come to her. She just saw her good friend standing there... who happened to be undressed.
"You look tired," Oliva observed. "Everything all right? Or just a busy night."