Author's Note: This story is a fun commission reward for one of my awesome patrons. Standard disclaimer applies: this story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental. Copyright Fidget, 2024. All rights reserved. Enjoy!
Roommate Screening - A Slut Screen Story
by Fidget
Chapter 4
After Olivia's show of determination the night before, I was surprised to see her arrive home in an even skimpier outfit the very next afternoon. My poor roommate was now wearing a tiny miniskirt and tube top combo that left very little of her stunning body to the imagination, which made it all the more obvious that her massive boobs had once more grown noticeably since that morning. Somehow Olivia had let herself be Slut Screened yet again, in direct contradiction to her professed resolve to not allow herself to be sluttified further.
Her breasts bouncing and straining against the thin material with every movement, Olivia skipped over to where I was seated in my recliner, straddled me without warning, and bent down to give me a deep, sizzling kiss.
"Hi Darren!" she giggled, before diving back in a second time. I know I should have resisted, but her body was just so soft and welcoming atop mine, and her soft lips felt amazing after having spent so long dreaming about our first kiss weeks before. She smelled and tasted delicious. I briefly wondered if that was a side effect of the Slut Screening, or if Olivia had always been this much of a delight for the senses.
"It happened again!" Olivia confessed cheerfully, sounding even happier than she had the past few weeks. She matter-of-factly pulled her tube top down, letting the huge, slutty tits that the Slut Screens had forced her body to sprout flop out naked and swollen against my chest. They were surprisingly heavy, topped with stiff, puffy nipples, and it was all I could do to keep myself from groping and squeezing her glorious chest mounds to my heart's content. I doubted Olivia would even think twice about it if I did.
I could also see a dangerous amount of my roommate's toned, creamy thighs with how spread apart her legs were as she straddled me, and I could feel her hot mound pressed firmly against my cock through my jeans. I briefly wondered if she was wearing any underwear. I doubted it. This was all highly inappropriate, and I finally found the wherewithal to say so.
"Mmmm, I
knowwww
Darren, but it's so much stronger this time, and it feels so gooood!" She moaned helplessly as she rubbed her massive chest up and down my torso. "And I wasn't even doing anything this time, I promise! I was just walking down the street, minding my own business, looking at the ground so I wouldn't accidentally see any screens, when all of a sudden I bumped into a girl in front of me who had stopped right on the middle of the sidewalk! I made sure not to look up, but I noticed that a bunch of other women had come to a halt around me as well.
"I assumed that they'd all been caught by a Slut Screen, and so I was careful to just keep my head down and walk forward, but then the dumbest thing happened: I saw the reflection of a big electronic billboard in a puddle out of the corner of my eye, and sure enough, the reflection of the screen was that special kind of fuzzy that just stops a girl in her tracks and turns her into a big-titted slut..." Olivia's eyelids drooped once again as she recalled the effects of the screen, and her hands ran themselves up my chest to start gripping and squeezing at her enormous breasts, rolling her thick nipples between her fingers. Her voice dropped to a sensuous half-moan as she continued.
"Mmm, Darren, you have no idea what it's like. It just feels so
nice
, and it happens so fast! There's nothing I can do to resist, and even if I could, I'm not sure that I'd want to. I knew I should look away, that I'm supposed to be stronger than this, but it was
sooo
easy to just stand there beside all the other women and let it happen to us. Hell, I
wanted
the screens to make my body and mind all sexy!
God
I'm such a hopeless slut!" Olivia exclaimed, though she didn't seem all that bothered by the fact as she mauled her melons to emphasize her point. Her eyes finally blazed back to life and she refocused her lustful gaze on my face.
"And then suddenly I was waking up, and it was too late to resist. I still felt perfectly normal, of course, like I always do after being Screened, and so for a second I thought that I might have successfully resisted somehow. But then I noticed how much heavier and sluttier my big tits felt hanging off my chest, which could only mean that I had continued to calmly stand there, staring at that puddle, letting myself get fully Slut Screened without even
trying
to fight back. I knew that there was no going back now - my slutty new behavior was already inside me, just waiting to burst out, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
"The other sluts around me were already giving in to their new urges, taking off their tops to admire their bigger boobs or offering themselves to the nearest guy. Still, even though I knew that it was too late, I tried to resist the effects for as long as I could as I walked away, like the good girl I should be." At the words "good girl", Olivia started slowly rubbing her crotch against mine. My cock by this time had hardened enough to form a bulge in my jeans, and I could tell that she was rubbing her needy pussy against the rough, stimulating fabric ridge that covered my zipper.
"I
kinda
was looking forward to it though," she admitted naughtily, panting with arousal as she continued to gently grind her crotch against mine. "You know how getting Slut Screened makes me
sooo
horny, and I knew how much hotter I was now that the Screen had made my tits grow again, so I was kinda just waiting for the mental effects to kick in so that I'd be forced to sit back and enjoy it all.
"And sure enough I felt it hitting me as I went through the train station: all of the guys somehow started to look even hotter than they usually did, which I didn't think was possible. All of a sudden it was
really
hard to not just throw myself at the nearest guy and use my sexy titties to convince him to fuck my slutty little pussy." Even though Olivia was actively riding me at the moment, I still jerked in shock at hearing my roommate say something so obscene. She didn't even notice, of course, and just continued rolling her sexy hips atop my torso, grinding her needy pleasure center against mine.
"It was like there was no reason not to, Darren! I managed to get on the train, but then I finally got what I wanted, and it all got to be too much for me to resist." She almost managed to look chagrined as she looked down at me with her painfully beautiful green eyes, trying to make it seem that she actually regretted what she was about to tell me. The way her pace was picking up, however, increasing the friction of her naked nub against my jeans revealed how she truly felt about giving in.
"Darren, honey, I did something bad. I totally made out with a guy topless on the subway on the way home, even though I knew you'd be mad at me! In my defense though, he was
really
cute, and every other girl on the subway was making out too!"
I knew that that was probably true with how many girls had been Slut Screened by this point. Still, I would have been a bit jealous in spite of myself if I weren't luxuriously making out with the enhanced hottie now. She kissed me again, extra spicily, sucking on my lip as though to meekly ask my forgiveness and beg me to punish her. Her big, slutty tits were starting to bounce and jiggle in my peripheral vision from the exertion of her mound grinding harder against the thick denim covering my cock. Olivia noticed when my eyes flicked down to her chest and she moaned, pressing down even harder on my bulge as her body twitched with the pleasure she got from my attention.
Soon she regained enough control of herself to continue her story. "I was rubbing his cock through his pants and everything! I couldn't help myself - it was so hard and sexy, and touching it like that made me even hornier. I was so caught up in how good everything felt that I was about to unzip him and give him a blowjob, Darren! Right there in public! But just as I started to, the guy said that he had to get off the train, and that his slut at home had bigger tits anyway.
"I was devastated, and even worse, once he was gone there weren't any other guys left to make out with! I was still super horny, but that at least gave me a chance to realize what I was doing, and I knew that if I didn't distract myself quick, I'd be begging the next guy who got on the train to use me however he liked!
"Luckily, I noticed that I was still wearing that stupid frumpy blouse, even if it was pulled down around my waist at the time, and I knew that my new tits deserved way better! So, instead of offering myself to the next guy I could find, I went shopping, and the next thing I know I'm walking through the front door looking like-" she stopped squeezing her tits as she lay on top of me just long enough to gesture proudly down at her gorgeous, nearly-naked body with both hands. "-this!"
"Anyway," she continued as she got back to grinding, "I'm sorry I made out with that guy. Mmmm, making out with you is much better!"
She dove in for another kiss, and my cock was still twitching eagerly against the friction she was creating with her pussy, but I felt that it was time to interject nonetheless. "Olivia, I'm not mad at you. We're not dating, or in any kind of relationship at all, for that matter. You're my roommate, and we literally have a contract that should prevent any sort of physical intimacy between us. You're an adult, and while I'm incredibly sad to see what's being done to you, what you choose to do and who you choose to do it with is none of my business."
"I know, Darren, but you've been really
mmm...
nice to me, and you're the only one I can
pant
be myself around!
"Darren, the reason I love my big boobies so much - aside from the fact that I've been programmed to of course," she said with a giggle that sent her giant jugs jiggling against my chest again - "is that I know how much
you