Billie turned her arm and held it out to the cheap, full-length mirror. It was cracked already, delivered that way in a box with a 'Mark's' sticker slapped on it just in case she forgot who she sent the money to.
The sleeve on her arm was coming along nicely. Billie always wanted tattoos, but her parents never really approved. Nothing like a couple hundred miles and a lack of supervision to get the ball rolling on that one.
She would admit she jumped headfirst into the whole thing, but after planning with the tattoo artist and finally sitting down to get it done, she found that she kind of liked the pain. The forest green vines and leaves that trailed around and down her right arm were dotted with various shades of red and blue flowers that added a colorful touch. She
may
have decided on the color combo based on her Switch, but no one had to know that. The tattoo started at her shoulder and snaked down to the top of her hand, where a beautiful blue carnation punctuated the end of the vines.
It healed up nicely. She had just come back from bragging about that fact at the tattoo shop. She was just
so excited!
The last time she felt anything close to this was when she finally dyed her hair black. And honestly, the excitement from that pretty much only went away when she got her tattoo.
Billie pulled her arm back in and stood to face the mirror straight on. The aforementioned mop of straight black hair sat atop her head, cascading down to the bottom of her plain-looking bra. Her signature horn-rimmed glasses were one fashion statement that she wasn't as eager to get rid of. They sat neatly on her button nose. A loose black skirt reached her mid thigh, covering her important bits from no one in particular. She was lucky enough to have a dorm room to herself.
Billie could nearly see her entire body in the shitty broken mirror, something that she only assumed she could say as a girl who was an inch shy of five feet tall.
She looked over herself one last time. She knew she was overcompensating. Yes, she did dye her hair and start getting tattoos partially in an attempt to not be known as a nerd in college, but at least she didn't get any weird piercings! One hole in each ear was enough.
Being the short, nerdy girl who likes video games attracts a certain type of guy that she wanted nothing to do with, so it was time to change things up. She looked at her tattoo again to reaffirm herself.
It was cool as fuck.
After a more than appropriate amount of admiration, Billie turned away from the mirror and looked at the piles of clothes and open suitcase on her bed. She needed to start packing early. It was still a few days before she'd be going home, but the next few days would be busy. She had a couple tests coming up, not to mention her date too.
Her date.
What Billie wanted more than anything else was to go home and be able to tell Kate and Lex that she lost her virginity. Not to just some loser, but a cool, hot guy. David seemed like a cool, hot guy. She had high hopes. She was tired of masturbating. She wanted to know what it felt like. She wanted to be like Kate and Lex.
Kate. Billie remembered the bullshit rumor. Kate running to the bathroom sobbing. Fucking Dilan. She hoped Kate was doing better.
"I was about to masturbate to a picture of him when someone sent me a link to it on Discord."
Kate and Lex were sitting in a booth at Rachel's. It was busy enough that it wasn't quiet, but not too busy that they couldn't request a table in the corner away from other people. They had a lot to talk about.
"I listened to it. Felt myself float above the bed. Did you feel that too?"
"Yeah."
"The lights showed up."
The lights. Red. Blue. Lex almost felt as if she knew them better than herself. The song, Mike, Jake. It felt right when the lights were there. Kate continued.
"When I came back I realized there was a perfectly willing dick across the hall."
"Jake's."
"Yeah. I walked in on him masturbating the other week and he just couldn't separate the idea of his sister in exercise clothes from jerking off in his mind."
Kate smiled and her face turned a shade redder before continuing.
"So I rode his cock. And he came in me."
Fuck. Even after watching Kate fuck her brother, the idea of him cumming inside her felt taboo. It was unbelievably hot.
"You know the next one. I lured Mitch into the science lab and--"
"And he fucked you senseless. Believe me, I remember. Was playing with myself watching the whole thing."
Kate giggled.
"Here's the best part. I went home after that and showered. And then Jake walked in on me. I sucked his cock and he even fucked me behind the door when our mom tried to walk in. I took a selfie while I was swallowing his cum."
Lex was getting wet. She let a hand rest between her legs.
"Mike used that picture to blackmail me into fucking him. I mean, I wanted it of course, but he wanted to blackmail me so I let him."
"What do you mean?"
Kate leaned forward over the table onto her elbows, light green eyes stared intensely into her own.
"The song doesn't just make us horny, Lex," Kate said in a hushed tone. The mere mention of the song made it stir lazily in the back of her mind. "We're vessels. You and me, we exist to be their ultimate fantasies. The song... it manipulates us to make them cum. And then we get our reward."
Taken at face value, it sounded like a nightmare. But the way she felt as Mike filled her and Jake covered her? She would do anything to feel that again. Kate was telling the truth. She leaned back into her seat.
Lex felt a low humming in her head, barely audible but, when she heard it, she realized it had been there the entire time. Resonating. That was the word that popped into her head. Did Kate feel it too?
"Okay. That's three. Who were the last two?"
Kate didn't start immediately. She must have had to think before continuing.
"The art gala. I wasn't having any luck there, as you know. I left. Told Jake I was coming to find him so we could fuck in the car or something, but I just kind of... ended up at a party."
"You picked one and walked in?"
"I wouldn't say
I
picked it. It was like I was on autopilot. The song took control without me realizing."
Lex imagined what it meant for the song to take control. It sounded nice.
