The Rainbow Collar

Author's Note:

I'm pretty proud of this chapter, I am sure there will be mistakes in here, but when this serious is over I definitely would like to compile this into an actual novel, which will probably have many re-writes and editing done to it. But for now, enjoy this chapter, I hope you like reading it as much as I did writing it.

Content warning: Some dark themes around neglectful parenting.

Chapter 14

Lara:

I woke up on the floor with my neck hurting. I totally was regretting saying I would sleep on the floor. What I wasn't regretting was my hot Asian friend Stephanie spooning me. I guess she would be more like a sister than anything, not that I would know since I was an only child.

I felt something vibrating my tit and for a moment I lost myself in how good it felt, wondering if someone left a vibrator on the floor from last night.

Reaching under my titty I found my phone, and it was ringing. The caller ID said "Father," knowing that if my dad was calling me that meant this was serious, I snuck out of the bedroom to take the call.

"Like, hi daddy! What's up?" I said excitedly, keeping my voice down for the others in the house.

"Who is this? How did you get Lara's phone?" my Father asked, confused at my new manner of speaking.

"Oh, um it's like me, Lara. You know...you're daughter." I replied, a little sad that he couldn't recognize my voice.

"If you say so. Now Lara, I'm going to need you to come home ASAP, I have been tasked to host a party at our estate, there are going to be a lot of influential people there. This means you need to make an appearance, mingle with any potential marriage candidates." My Father quickly took command of the conversation, giving me no wiggle room to interject.

"Also, your Mother has been wondering where you have been. She has been more stressed lately, and she needs you to fall in line and find someone you are going to marry. With that discussed you are to come home immediately so that your Mother can plan out what you are wearing, as well as making sure you don't look like a slut.

"I will see you soon, Lara." My Father said dispassionately before he hung up, not even expecting me to push back.

I sat on the top step of the stairs, only about fifteen feet from the master bedroom door. I should have known that the fairytale would end eventually. Father and Mother have been trying to marry me off, or even promise me to someone so that I could marry when I came of age.

This was the only time they actually cared if I were home, otherwise they would just leave me to do my own thing.

My phone vibrated, telling me I got a text message from my Mother.

"Do not bring that Stacy friend with you, she does not belong at a party like this!"

I stared at the words, confused, until I finally realized that she had meant Stephanie. Mother still didn't even know the name of my oldest and bestest friend.

A drop of water splashed against my phone screen, surprising me. I hadn't realized that I had started crying, I wasn't usually one to allow myself so easily, but this magic making me all dumb and horny has also made it harder to control my emotions. If I were to be stuck like this while at the party; surely it would be disastrous or possibly humiliating for my parents to be seen with their big titted bimbo slut of a daughter.

Without meaning to, I let out a whimper, as I tried to hold it back.

Suddenly, footsteps came up from behind me. A person sat down behind me, having me in between their long manly legs. I could smell Zach's all too familiar musk as he hugged my waist and kissed my shoulder.

Calmly he spoke into my ear, "What's wrong Lara? I could hear you out here trying your best to seem ok, but clearly something is wrong." Zach's concern for me finally broke the dam, as my emotions began to pour out.

~*~

Zach:

I sat there with Lara for a few minutes, allowing her to cry into my shoulder. I knew from what Claire had told me that Lara's family life was very cold and strained.

Once Lara stopped crying she told me about what her Father said to her. I was surprised at her lucidity, knowing that she was still under the effects of the bimbo gem. Maybe it was possible to resist the mental effects at least somewhat; If sexually stimulated her IQ would probably drop back down to previous levels.

I was shocked at the way her parents spoke to her, but more than that I was furious at them. How could they treat their only daughter like a bargaining chip? I couldn't understand this odd family dynamic, I couldn't imagine mom talking to me the way Lara's mom did.

My thoughts swirling around in my head, I realized that this would be an opportune time to do Lara's trial, which I was guessing would have something to do with her shitty parents.

I asked Lara what she thought about me coming along as her date. While I could see she was unsure of how her parents would act, she also was struggling to not smile at the idea.

"Oh, Zach! W-would you really, like, do that for me?" Lara exclaimed, kissing me deeply before I could even respond.

She turned around quickly and pushed me back so that I was laying on the floor with her naked body straddling my torso. Her nipples hardened into eraser sized nubs, begging to be sucked on.

"I would be the most happiest princess at the ball, my prince!" Lara giggled. Then she let out some husky groans as she started grinding her already soaked slit against my rapidly hardening cock. "Does my prince want to put his hard thingy into my tight, slutty pussy?" Lara purred, making my cock twitch with the need to be inside of her.

"I think I would very much like to watch my bimbo princess ride me." I grinned as I reached out and tweaked one of her nipples, making her let out a deep moan.

She grinded on me for a little longer until she couldn't wait any longer. Lifting herself up she lined my shaft up with her gorgeous bald pussy and sunk down until I was hitting her cervix. Lara sat on me like that, totally still, gasping as her pussy pulsed at tightened at my entrance into her. It took me a second to realize that she came the moment I bottomed out in her.

"Ooooh, m-my prince's cock feels so good in my tight princess pussy." Lara's words slurred ever so slightly as she tried to remember how to speak words while she was about to have her brains fucked out of her.

Wanting her to get started, I used my newfound strength to grab her hips and lift her up and down a few times. This made her let out a startled squeak as she started to take over bouncing on top of me. I reached up and played with her watermelon sized breasts that were juxtaposed with her very small frame. She had already been a hot little sexpot before the transformation, but now she was a certified shortstack, and I was personally here for it.

Her whole body jiggled and lagged behind as she picked up the pace. Her thick ass slapped against my lap every time she came back down. If I wasn't sure anyone was up before, they probably were now after hearing the sounds of our bodies smack together.

"Oh my god, Zach, I-I'm going to fucking cum all over your hard cock. P-please fill me up with your yummy cum. I need it. I need it all in me." Her words came out in between her rapid breaths.

"Cum, my little bimbo princess." I said to her, feeling the Prismium's magic connect our sensations together.

"I love you Zach. I love you sooo much! ~" She ended her words with a throaty grunt as her pussy pulsed and milked my cock, making me explode inside of her. Knowing that she wanted me this bad really did it for me, and I couldn't believe how sexy Lara seemed after having that vulnerable moment only a few minutes ago.

Lara convulsed and moaned for a little while after I had stopped shooting ropes into her tight walls. She then fell forwards, her tits acting like cushions as she laid against my chest, breathing heavily. She appeared so blissed out in that moment. And when I looked up to see the girls behind me, all of their eyes hungry for a piece of this, I realized that I would need to quickly satisfy them before we got started on planning how to deal with Lara's trial.

~*~

"I'm going with and there's nothing you can do to stop me!" Stephanie said, keeping eye contact with me. Once she found out about the party and how she was specifically not invited, Stephanie made it her goal to go to that party.

"Stephanie, we can't guarantee what is going to happen there. What if there are more demons summoned by Magnus?" I asked her, waiting for her to think of an answer. Stephanie went quiet for a little while, thinking about something, when Claire came into the living room where we were all sitting. Having just gotten out of the shower and only wearing panties and a pink crop top, I couldn't help but notice that her muscles were becoming noticeably toned. Claire's breasts also looked a little bigger. I guessed this was likely the body enhancing effects of the Prismium.

"Steph, haven't your parents been trying to get you to come home for a while?" Claire asked Stephanie. "What if we killed two birds with one stone here." Claire addressed the room.

"Go on." I said.

"So, a lot of the issues that Stephanie and Lara have with their parents are in a way sort of... intertwined? I think that's the right word. Well, whatever... so a lot of the issues Stephanie's parents have with her revolve around her being friends with Lara.

"Steph, how long has it been since you've been home?" Claire asked.

"Hmm... probably like 3 months, maybe a little more." Stephanie said with a nonchalant air.

"3 months! How are you even able to keep that up?" I asked Stephanie after picking my jaw up off of the floor.

"Oh, oh, I know this one!" Lara raised her hands and jumped up and down. I pointed at her so that she could explain, "So she basically has been living with me. Daddy is like, never home, and mommy doesn't really like staying in one place for too long. She would always say 'Lara, I was not put on this earth to be chained down, so I choose to go on living my life the way I want, now stop pestering me and go play with sand or whatever it is that you children play with.,' so yeah, she was always very free spirited."

I squinted as I cringed at Lara's recalling of her mom basically telling her that she would never really be there for her, and also proving that she doesn't even know anything about her own daughter.

"But, anyways, Stephie has been staying with me. It's like a constant slumber party!" Lara giggled as she hugged Stephanie tightly into her cleavage. "We totes just do whatevs, and like, Claire and Sam would come over as well and we would go swimming in my pool, or watch a movie in my home theater, or have Tony make us some bomb ass food."

"Tony?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, Tony is like, our personal chef. He lives in a guest house on the property." Lara's attention then snapped to a red dot on the ground, coming from a laser pointer that Stephanie was holding. "OMG, like, do you guys see this?! It keeps showing up and like taunting me!" Lara let go of Stephanie and attempted to catch the laser dot.

"I had gotten this for when your mom was still a cat, but I found out that bimbo's like it just about as much." Stephanie said, a self-satisfied smirk on her face.

She then pointed the dot at Amanda's boobs only to have Lara dive onto her like a bull charging a matador.

"Ok, that's enough Stephanie, we need to keep on task here." I said, snatching the laser pointer from her, noting that Lara was confused on where the magical red dot went.

"Before we got severely sidetracked, Claire was saying that we might be able to get your trial done at the same time as Lara's?" I asked Stephanie.

"Umm... yeah, I guess so." Stephanie looked apprehensive, uncomfortable, more like she was when she wasn't affected by the Domme gem. "Well, my parents are essentially the opposite in some ways to Lara's parents. My mom and dad are both immigrants, and stereotypically they wanted their daughter to do good in school and become a lawyer, doctor, engineer, or whatever it is that parents like that force their children to be." Stephanie paused, talking a deep breath as she was becoming heated just thinking about this. "I more or less did what they told me to do, until I made my first real friend, Lara. Eventually they tried to get me to stop being friends with her, stating she was a 'bad influence,' but that only made me want to resist them more.

"So yeah, all throughout high school I was constantly arguing with them, and since I wasn't an adult yet, I couldn't just stay at Lara's place. That all changed when I turned 18, I was out of there as soon as I could pack my bags." Stephanie looked over at Lara who was being cradled in Amanda's arms like a doting Mother.

"So, if we were to invite them to Lara's party with some kind of excuse, like say 'We want to have a parent-to-parent meet so that we can finally solve our issues?,' is that something your parents could be roped into?" I looked at Stephanie as she contorted her face deep in thought.

"I think they would use any excuse to get me to come home, so that could work. The issue now is how do we solve the trials when we don't even know what they specifically are?" Stephanie looked to me for an answer.

"Don't worry about that part, I'll handle that. Now, we need to start planning the how this will go down, but we will also need to look good for this party." As soon as I finished talking, Lara shot out of Amanda's lap.

"It's take for a makeover, gurlz!" she snapped in a Z formation, putting as much stank on it as humanly possible.

~*~

Following our group conversation, Lara took Stephanie and I over to some sort of upscale fancy suit and dress shop. I wasn't really someone that cared a lot about clothing, so I just let the person at the store take my measurements then Lara took over from there since she wanted to be the one to pick out my outfit.

Lara picked out a navy blue 3-piece suit for me to wear and at first I thought it was a little much, especially when I saw the price tag, but Lara insisted it would be a good fit.

I hated to say it, but I looked good. My new, stronger body was hugged snuggly by the dark blue vest. The jacket looked good both buttoned and open. The crisp white collar of the dress shirt looked fresh especially with no tie. The blue slim fit slacks hugged my enhanced muscular thighs. Lara couldn't help but mention that it made my ass look good as well, emphasizing that by giving my rear a good squeeze.

I was never one to be very attentive to how I presented myself, but now that I was seeing the possibilities that my future could hold, I knew I would be needing a wardrobe overhaul.

Next up Lara took me to a rather impressive looking barber. The barber himself wore a tan vest and slacks, an immaculately shaped salt and pepper beard framing his jaw. Lara told him to give a straight razor shave and to "fix my hair," whatever that meant.

Once I saw the finished result I realized what she meant. My hair was now much shorter on the sides, with the top being slicked back with some kind of hair wax. My brown hair looked even darker now as it was styled.

I had to admit that I looked a lot more like a man now. No longer did I look like the recently graduated bookworm boy that I was. Lara and Stephanie saw it in me as well. Lara squealed when she saw me, while Stephanie looked like she wanted to jump me on the spot.

The girls didn't want me to see their outfits until we were heading to the party, and I had to admit that I was excited to see how hot they were gonna look.

In the meantime, Stephanie called her parents and managed to just barely convince them that she wanted to turn over a new leaf, saying she wanted to invite them over to a

little

gathering at Lara's house. Her parents were pretty straightforward in their disdain for going over there, but ultimately they acquiesced when she threatened to never see them again.

Whilst the girls were getting ready, I went downstairs and talked with Claire.

"What chances do you give me that we can pull this off?" I asked Claire, giving her a playful smirk.

"I think you'll probably have Lara's mom drooling all over you with how hot your looking. She would probably want to fuck your brains out right then and there." Claire responded, her voice husky with lust.

"Claire, I'm being serious."

Claire shook her head, "Sorry, the gem just makes me fantasize about other women fucking you, sometimes it's hard to not get caught up in it." She cleared her throat, "Umm... I think you got this. There is no way you don't end the night having completed both Lara's and Stephanie's trials." Smiling at me she leaned up to give me a reassuring kiss.

"Thanks, Claire... no matter what happens, just remember that I love you very much." I kissed her deeply, letting my words sink in to how important and dangerous these trials could become.

~*~

I drove Lara's car to her house. With Lara in the passenger seat and Stephanie in back. Pulling up to her house - which was honestly more of a mansion than anything else - I saw that there was a valet service at the front door.

"Is the valet really necessary?" I asked Lara.

"Totally! Rich people don't have time for things like 'parking,' why do something when we can just hire someone to do it for us." Her bubbly attitude really juxtaposed just how out of touch the mega-wealthy could be, I was starting to understand the whole 'eat the rich' movement I saw online.

Stepping out of the car I went to the passenger side and gave Lara my hand so that she could step out of the car. Her dress was much more of a suggestion. It really was more like a sparkly pink curtain draped over her body. The neckline plunged so deeply that you could see her navel. The straps that allowed the front to hang around her neck were so thin they basically weren't there. About 90% of her huge breasts were showing; her nipples being the only thing covered. The hem of the dress was cut in a way so that one side went almost down to her ankle and the other was just below where you could see her panty clad pussy.

Her hair and make-up really accentuated the sexpot bimbo look she was going for. I was sure that any man here tonight would instantly hard once they saw her.

Stephanie stepped out from the back seat, wearing a somewhat reflective gold dress, that by comparison was much more modest than what Lara was wearing. The dress cupped her B-cups very nicely allowing for a cute amount of cleavage. The dress went down to mid-thigh, guiding your eyes down to her gold colored strappy 6-inch stilettos. Her platinum blonde hair was in a tight French braid that went down her back. Just like her dress she wore gold eye shadow, giving her a powerful look.

The valet was fully tented in his pants when he saw my girls. I couldn't help but chuckle as they both grabbed an arm, and we walked up the steps.

"Careful with her, she bucks pretty hard." I said to the young valet as I threw him the car keys. Having realized I meant the car and not my ladies he unfroze before the keys could smack him in the face. I turned around and we made our way to the door, hearing the car tires squeal a bit as the valet drove off.

"You girls ready?" I looked back and forth between them.

"Let's get this shit done." Stephanie said with a haughty smirk.

"Yuppers!" Lara exclaimed, further squeezing my arm into the grand canyon that was her cleavage.

I knocked on the door...

~*~

If I could sum up my thoughts into one word after seeing what lie beyond those doors, it would be "bright."

I had to squint when we walked through the doors. The whole place was lit from every angle as if they were avoiding anyone casting a shadow. The foyers ceiling was easily over 3 stories tall. Two staircases led up to an ostentatious balcony. The curved staircases were against each wall, their railings polished into a golden mirror. There were also a lot more people than I was expecting, but I guess I didn't really know what to expect in the first place.