***Hello all! Please note the category as it might help you avoid this story before you start reading it if it's not within your tastes. On that note, this story also has elements of Mind Control, NonConsent/Reluctance and a little Exhibitionist & Voyeur. If these are things you might enjoy, then I really hope you like this story. The "juicy stuff" starts a little slower than with my other stories, but still quicker than most. Please enjoy this impossible fantasy.***
They were known as the Mean Girls.
It wasn't creative, but it was accurate. They attended a small college, but it was still impressive how well known each girl had become in their first years. But then again, after seeing their gorgeous appearances and horrible behavior, it wasn't such a mystery.
Crystal looked deceptively harmless. Her very short and very curvy frame coupled with her innocent-looking face made most people make the assumption she was endearingly dim. Despite her looks and name, however, Crystal was the smartest of the Mean Girls, and certainly capable of cruelty. In fact, she would abuse people's assumptions in order to gain their trust for no other reason but to enjoy their dismay when she would later betray them. Friends, lovers, it didn't matter. Crystal loved the look on people's faces when she crushed them.
Haley's jet black hair set in a bob around her pale face made her look exactly as sinister as she was, however. She was the tallest and thinnest of the Mean Girls and proudly carried around the implied "leader" title. Her face was the most stunning of the girls and with it she got both men and women to do her bidding.
Laura fell somewhere in the middle. As the only Mean Girl without a history of being a terrible person, the beautiful 19-year-old had been corrupted by her new friends over the course of the year. She didn't look as menacing as Haley nor as innocent as Crystal, but she exuded the most confidence. Her black hair wasn't as long as Crystal's, nor was it as straight, but her chocolate skin was more inviting, and her body more in proportion, she would tell herself. Really, she was just jealous of Crystal's chest. Despite her generous DD breasts, Laura often pined over Crystal's enormous chest. In fact, if she was truly honest with herself, she would realize her attraction to Crystal.
Still, whenever her jealousy got overwhelming, she just looked to the leader and Laura felt better. Haley was gorgeous, but certainly lacked the curves of her companions. Haley never said anything, but Laura had to wonder if Haley's flat chest gave her the same insecurities it brought out in Laura.
The girls would spend almost every weekend together. Laura and Haley would get other students to do their homework while Crystal had already finished hers. Their college was in a rural area and all three girls loved to explore the area around campus.
In fact, that was the reason they had found each other in the first place. All three happened to set off to go exploring the same day after the first week of classes. Haley and Crystal both tried to scare the others off using their finely tuned bullying skills while Laura had too much confidence to be pushed off just by some terrible words.
The three found respect for each other and while Laura had her doubts, it was the first time people had truly accepted her and not just been scared of her, so she stayed with her new friends, trying to ignore her awareness of how awful she was becoming.
Everybody was happy with Haley calling the shots. Laura wouldn't know what to do and Crystal didn't want the responsibility or spotlight and the role suited Haley perfectly.
It seemed to be a weekend like any other when it happened. The girls were all wearing tiny jean shorts and simple, differently coloured tank tops while roaming through the woods that they had deemed theirs.
In fact, after being annoyed the first time they found other students in the forest, they found that the privacy allowed for particularly cruel behavior.
One time they had stumbled on a pair of freshmen girls and pointed out their faults until they had run away leaving the Mean Girls to laugh until the other girls were out of sight.
Another time they taunted one poor student who was studying by himself until he cried, then they threatened to kick his ass unless he stripped naked. Although his penis was barely smaller than average and they knew it, the Mean Girls laughed at it, telling him no girl would ever want to fuck him and not be lying. Then they took his clothes and left him naked and alone.
"Don't follow us, or we'll fucking kill you!" Haley had yelled over her shoulder.
Soon they hoped to find others when they went exploring, but word of their actions spread and the Mean Girls found the forest increasingly abandoned.
This gave them a sense of pride, but it also made them a little bored.
"Let's go back to what we used to come in here for," suggested Crystal.
"What? Exploring? Seems less fun now," said Laura.
"Nah, she's right," said Haley, "we never got very deep."
And that's how the Mean Girls found the cave.
All three let an inescapable gasp loose from their perfectly formed lips. All three had childhood memories of exploring secret caves, and if somebody had seen them for just that moment, they wouldn't have believed the awful stories about them.
"We have to go in there," whispered Crystal.
"No shit," said Haley. It was a favourite saying of hers, but the other two had never heard her say it with such wonder before.
Laura didn't say a word, but was first to take a step forward. The others followed her, marking the first time the group had ever been led by the beautiful black girl. Even Haley didn't seem to mind. They continued in silence into the cave, none of them daring to be the first to speak, just in case their words might break the magic.
Even as the light faded, the girls pressed forward without a word, all three instinctively raising their hands to trace the wall in order to find the way.
Five minutes passed. Ten. Laura suddenly thought of her cell phone as a light source. Why did it take her so long to think of that? Yet she didn't take it out of her pocket. Something about this cave made her not want to expose it to the digital glow of her phone. She had no idea it wouldn't have worked anyway.
Finally, the smallest of lights appeared ahead of the 19-year-olds.
"Look!" exclaimed Haley redundantly. Of course all three girls noticed it, but they didn't taunt her for the obvious remark like they normally would have. They just nodded, despite the darkness.
The light grew at a slow enough rate so that the girls' eyes had already adjusted by the time they arrived at the torches. There was a path forward, but all three stopped.
"Someone must live here. Who keeps these torches lit?" Asked Laura.
"Seems impractical," said Crystal.
"Shit, look at these markings," said Haley, who was on her bare knees, her face inches away from the cave wall.
The other two beauties followed her lead and examined their surroundings even closer. Indeed the small circular room they had arrived in was covered in tiny markings that only seemed visible from very close.
"Crystal?" Haley asked, implying that the blonde might have some idea about the origin of the markings.
"Nothing that I'm familiar with," the busty brainiac replied.
"Aren't you fucking majoring in this cryptic shit?" Laura prodded.
"Yes, smartass, but it bares no similarities to any of it. Like. None."
"Yeah, it's weird. I don't think I could draw these symbols even while looking at them," said Haley.
The other girls were silent, but inside their heads they agreed with her. She was right, they seemed other-worldly. But since beginning to speak again, some of the mystique of the place had left, and the Mean Girls reverted slowly back to acting the way that gave them their name.
"Well fuck," started Laura, "let's take these torches and see what we can find, maybe somebody's hoarding loot down here or some shit."
