"I don't think I can read one more word." Jake tossed down his book and looked over at Wendy. They had met up in her room to study for their final next week. Second year calculus was nothing to sneeze at, and Wendy was top of her class. It didn't hurt that she was something of a knockout either, with a nice chest, smooth thighs and a cute face that seemed to just make you want to see it curled up in pleasure. A thick mane of brown hair was the perfect accent as well. The truth was, he didn't really need to study, but it had been a great excuse to get some alone time with her.
"Come on, we just got started." Wendy huffed. She kind of liked Jake a little, but she didn't want to see him as just another guy trying to use class work to get some private time with her. She knew how attractive she was, and had worked hard to ignore men as much as possible so she could get through school. She knew it would be too easy to fall into a relationship, and she might not get back out again.
"You know what that collar means don't you?" Jake smiled as looked at Wendy's thin lace collar. She quivered as he looked at her. They both knew what it meant. Wendy was a bit embarrassed that he'd even bring it up given all the recent news.
"Yes, I know that I could become a slut if someone said the right trigger phrase." Wendy shuddered, like most women she'd started wearing the collar when it became a big fashion hit last year. It didn't hurt that it was cheap, and soon everyone was wearing one. No one had even questioned the fact that they hadn't wanted to take them off. There had been rumors that they were magic for the last few weeks, but it was more than just that. If you wore one of those collars and heard a special phrase you would lose all your inhibitions, and turn into a submissive, eager, slut. There was another rumor that someone had discovered the trigger and it was slowly being shared around the world.
"What would you say if I told you I learned the trigger." Jake smiled as he saw her flinch.
"No, please!" Wendy whimpered. Somehow, she could see it in his eyes that he wasn't just teasing. It would have been a bad joke no matter what, but there was only one reason for him to mention that if he actually knew the words. She tried to get up but he spoke before she could get off the couch.
"Angels sing when the waves part the shore.." Jake smiled as Wendy's eyes when wide.
"God damn you!" She cried as she felt her body flush. "I don't want to be some hot pussy slut for you to fuck!"
Wendy cupped her hands over her mouth, shocked at her suddenly lewd mouth. She'd spent her whole life cultivating her good girl image. She didn't swear out loud or use disgusting terms for her own body. In a way it was almost a rush to say words like that, but not under these circumstances.
"Ah, but I don't think you have a choice, now." Jake smiled.
"Bastard! You fucking bastard!" Wendy swore as she slid her hands between her legs. "I don't want to be a slut! I liked myself before!"
"But now we can have so much fun together." Jake said as Wendy started to rub between her legs.
"Oh, like fucking my tight little virgin cunt? I bet you're going to love it aren't you? I never knew it could get so hot!" Wendy moaned as she stroked her now aching pussy. She tried to fight back against the sudden urge, but she was just so hot, and she slid her hand under her waistband so she could get in and rub herself properly..
"I'm sure I will." Jake answered as Wendy masturbated right in front of him. She was blushing with embarrassment, but somehow having him watch her only made her hotter. It was all so twisted.
"Of course you will, because all guys like fucking hot little sluts!" Wendy stated as she stroked her clit. "And you had to say those words and make me a horny little cock sucker."
"Really, I didn't know you were a cock sucker." Jake grinned. Wendy felt a shiver run up her spine and she knew what she had to do. She slid off of the couch and onto her knees right between his legs.
"I'm not." Wendy huffed as she unbuckled his pants. "But now I want to wrap my mouth around a cock so bad my pussy is leaking! You are such a bastard!"
"Really?" Jake asked as Wendy pulled out his hardening cock.
"Oh, yeah, you are such a bastard!" Wendy growled before taking a lick of Jake's cock. "Because you had to make me into a slut who loves the taste of big hard cocks! I never used to like the taste of cocks but now I know I'm going to be sucking them all the time thanks to you!"
Wendy finished her rant and slid her mouth over his cock. She hated how much she loved the musky taste of his manhood. She wanted to fight the new slut drives that were racing through her, but instead she reached up and cupped his balls as she started to bob her head on his cock. She found herself loving the feeling of his manhood in her mouth. She'd never actually given a blowjob before, but the virgin slut knew she'd be doing it all the time from now on.
It didn't take long for Wendy to feel him start to cum and she pulled back so that he could cum on her face. "That's it Jake, shoot that cum all over my face! Give this whore a sperm bath!"
Wendy quaked as her foul mouth continued. It was horribly embarrassing acting like an unrestrained slut, but she loved every splash of cum that hit her face. The slut was taking over.
"Isn't it time that you showed me your tits?" Jake asked as Wendy received the last blast of cum from his cock.
Wendy looked up at him and smiled wickedly. She reached down and grabbed at her blouse and tore it open. "Like this? I bet you like seeing a big breasted whore tearing open her own clothes, don't you?"
"I do, especially one who wears such lovely underwear." Jake smiled as Wendy finished pulling off her blouse. She glared at him as she thrust out her chest.
"Yeah, because I was just a repressed whore until you activated me. I couldn't help buying the sexiest lingerie I could find." Wendy smiled wickedly as she reached back to unbuckle her bra.