"Um... s-so I, I can explain," Reina stammered, slipping the strings of her chemise off her shoulders so the garment could whisper its way down her pale, petite body before sitting down on the end of Kerri's bed with one foot on the bedspread and the other on the floor. Kerri blinked sleep out of her jade green eyes, her drowsy brain still trying to figure out whether she was seeing a dream or reality as her roommate spread her slick and pouty labia apart before sliding two fingers into her clearly aroused pussy. Kerri had never had a dream like this... but she'd never experienced anything like it in reality before, either.
"See, I was... I was talking to Clarissa," Reina mumbled, her blue eyes glassy and distant as she stared vacantly at Kerri and allowed her fingers to piston in and out in a steady, mechanical rhythm. "And she, uhh... she's into all that metaphysics stuff, y'know... she was talking to me about, um, like, quantum mechanics and all that? And she, uh, she was trying to explain to me about the, the observer effect." Kerri slid herself up into a seated position, brushing her auburn hair out of her face and paying closer attention as wakefulness slowly seeped into her mind and she realized what was happening was real. Bizarre, perhaps, as well as inexplicable and completely outside of Reina's normal behavior, but real.
"She... nhhhh... she told me, um, like, if you go, uhh, all quantum? Then, like, just looking at something, um, changes it. Like, I guess when you're not looking at it, it doesn't happen? I. I didn't really get it at first, but she, uhh... she kept talking and I guess I kind of wrapped my head around it eventually?" It didn't even sound like Reina. Usually the willowy blonde was the first to show off her intellect and erudition, overcompensating for a lifetime of jokes about her hair color with a stubborn insistence on proving her immediate mastery of any topic great or small, but this Reina....
She sounded stoned. She was slurring her words, trailing off into odd and unexpected silences as her brain simply sputtered out into absent-minded lust, and Kerri could see a tiny trickle of drool gathering at the corner of her slack and vacant mouth. "I. Um. Clarissa explained it better," Reina muttered, her eyes glazing over yet again as her focus drifted down between her thighs to the fingers lazily pumping away inside her cunt. Kerri didn't have much experience watching another woman masturbate, but she couldn't deny that the spectacle was more distracting than she would have anticipated.
Not that Kerri thought of her roommate that way--not that she thought of any woman that way--but it was really hard to ignore the sight of those two fingers going in and out, in and out, accompanied by the soft squishing sounds between Reina's thighs and her strained, sleepy breathing. "She... it was, um, it was kind of a lot, it was, but she... she told me nothing really happens without an observer. So, like, if you, uhh, if you think about this, like... cat? It's not really alive unless we're looking at it. Or, uh, s-something like that." Kerri couldn't help being quietly astonished by the way her usually brilliant roommate rambled on in stupefied confusion. Was she sleepwalking? Sleeptalking? Sleepmasturbating? It didn't seem possible but Kerri had no other explanations.
"S-so, um... nhhhh... so if what you look at, um, becomes reality, then, like, uhhh... looking at something changes its reality?" Reina's brow furrowed for a moment, as if she was coming up on a topic so perplexing that her gossamer-thin understanding stretched to its very limits just attempting to comprehend it, and for a moment Kerri wondered if her friend wasn't about to snap out of her bizarre masturbatory fugue. But just as she was attempting to come up with an explanation for what Reina was doing naked in her room and why she hadn't woken her sooner, Reina's eyes rolled back in her head until only the whites showed and her face went completely slack for a long moment.
When her gaze refocused, she somehow looked even more stupefied and vacant, and Kerri could see a trickle of drool dribbling down her chin to land on her smooth alabaster thigh. "Yes. That's right," she murmured, sounding for a moment like she was reading from a script. "Watching something changes it. That's the observer effect. When you're... when you're observed, it changes you." That didn't sound right from Kerri's limited understanding of quantum mechanics, but then she was a film studies major. Clarissa could have said that quantum mechanics were the little men who lived inside the atoms and fixed them when they broke, and Kerri would have very little ground to challenge her on it.
"S-so... unnnhhh... so if I... um, s-so, so Clarissa says, um, if I... if I'm doing something by myself, it doesn't... doesn't, uhm, count? Because, like, I'm not being w-watched. She says I have to be watched to, uhm, to make it all, uhhhh... real." Reina's fingers were pumping a little faster now, her pussy lips flushed and swollen as she jilled off with such a ferocious intensity that Kerri's own cunt ached in sympathy just watching it. It occurred to Kerri that she'd been watching her roommate masturbate for quite some time now, staring in sleepy confusion until it had almost stopped occurring to her that what she was watching was in any way odd, and for a moment Kerri almost thought about waking Reina up and shooing her out of the room so they could both get some sleep.
But the notion remained just out of reach, always something Kerri was about to do and not something she was doing right now. It could wait a little longer. She could keep watching. She could keep listening. There was always time to stop it later.
"She showed me," Reina blurted out, breaking into a longer-than-usual silence that had filled up Kerri's sleepy head with the rhythmic sound of that endlessly squishing cunt. "She, I... I was really, I guess I was really confused by then? So she, um, she showed me how it... it changed me when she watched me. I, my head was all, um, all fuzzy, and Clarissa told me it was because she was looking at me as someone who was--was all, uhh, sleepy and dumb and guh, guh, gullible? And because that's how she saw me, that... that's what I became. It, I, she was observing an object, and it was changing it. Changing me." Reina's gaze looked almost impossibly distant now, as though she wasn't even seeing the room around her anymore.
