***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."
Laura had already grabbed a torch and Crystal automatically stepped back to let Haley take the second one, which she did.
The Mean Girls gave each other looks that implied they were all ready to go deeper, and they did. But the moment they continued down the path, a voice came from behind them.
"Oh I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"What the fuck?!" Crystal, the last in line, jolted around. "Where the hell did you come from, old man?"
Indeed there was now a man standing in the tiny room that the girls had just been occupying.
Haley stomped her way back from the head of the group and faced the old man. He just stood there, looking equal parts tired and smug. He looked at least 90-years-old and was hunched over a twisted walking stick.
"How did you follow us in here without us noticing, asshole?" She demanded.
"I didn't. I live in this room," was his tired reply.
"Bullshit, you old freak, we just spent 10 minutes studying this room. I don't care how many wars you've seen, but a pervert is a fucking pervert and you're not going to get to do any dirty old man shit to us just because you followed us down here. I have no problems hitting an old man."
The man just stared at Haley even after she finished her speech. Laura was next to push past Crystal.
"Even if you do live here, you creep, we're going to take whatever it is that you obviously don't want us to see."
"Fucking right," piped up Crystal from behind, "let's keep going, girls."
Haley grinned at the suggestion, her eyes still locked on the geezer in front of her. Her smile turned from excited to menacing before spitting on the old man.
"And don't you dare fucking follow us, you pervert. If you so much as look at my ass, I will take that cane from you and beat you with it."
Even Laura didn't wince at these words like she would have even a few months before. Instead, she just smirked and followed Crystal who had already continued down the path. Haley flashed a beautiful smile at the man before turning around and placing her hands over what she - and many others - considered to be her best physical attribute. The man didn't try to sneak a look, confident that he would get his chance shortly. Instead he just muttered to himself.
"I warned them. Did my job. Did my job just like I was told. Not going to miss out this time, are you, old man? Nono, these ones deserve what's coming to them. Yupyup, old Larry's going to get his this time. Even if she don't let me go, it might just be worth it, yes it might."
He continued this way long after the girls were out of earshot, but they hadn't been listening anyway. They were too excited now that there really did appear to be something of value in the cave.
"Shit, I wish we had brought water, I'm really fucking thirsty," Crystal complained.
"Who cares?" Laura replied. "We might be able to buy our own lakes of fresh water if there's enough kept down here."
"Don't get ahead of yourself, dumbass," said Haley, "Just because we dared disturb Methuselah's slumber doesn't mean this is the Cave of Wonders. Might just be where the creeper lives."
Maybe it was because Haley had just mentioned the imagery, but when the girls turned a corner and laid their eyes on the feast of riches in front of them, all the girls could think of was the memorable cave from Aladdin. In reality, the room was much smaller and didn't have any featured stone like in the popular cartoon. No such Pandora's Box. Just a room in a cave full of gold and jewels.
