***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, Anal, NonConsent/Reluctance and a little Exhibitionist & Voyeur with foreshadowing of Incest/Taboo. If these are things you might enjoy or have an open mind to, then I really hope you like this story.***
***In the last chapter, Haley, Crystal, and Laura - three college freshmen known as the "Mean Girls" - stole from a cave that they were warned not to. They found out the hard way that the world is actually governed by gods and goddesses with great but local power. The goddess of the cave gave each girl an unique but equally perverted punishment. Haley become incapable of saying no, Crystal's body required fresh cum to survive instead of water, and Laura's breasts became unbearably sensitive; the slightest touch or failing to wear revealing clothing now sending her into a blinding lust. She also became only able to orgasm via breast stimulation and not through her own touch. When we last left our "heroes", Haley had been able to escape the cave a few minutes ahead of Crystal; both of them leaving Laura passed out inside. Please read Chapter 1 if you'd like further details!***
Crystal cursed herself for not wearing a sports bra as she held her extremely generous chest in place. Then again, she didn't know she'd be running like this today. She cursed again when she finally reached the exit and Haley was nowhere in sight. Haley was too smart to stay anywhere near the college and certainly anywhere near herself or Laura. And even if Crystal didn't have to deal with her super-sized boobs, Haley was way more in shape. With a headstart, there's no way Crystal could catch up to Haley. No, she would have to forget about Haley and consider her own problems. She had just swallowed the disgusting seed of an old man and was still thirsty. Unfortunately, it appeared as though the curse made it such that she needed as much cum as she would normally need water. How was she supposed to get that much if she wasn't allowed to store it up? Not that that would have appealed to her any more. It just would have been a bit more convenient.
It wasn't like Crystal didn't give blowjobs. She had her pick of terrified boys to bring back to her place whenever she felt horny, and giving head made her feel in charge; as strange as that sounded to some. But that was why she hated the idea now. She didn't want to need it. She wanted to make all the rules. She would just have to pretend that she was doing it for the reasons she normally did. The boys rarely asked questions and unlike Haley, Crystal wasn't required to honestly answer under the wrong circumstances.
Crystal had been right about Haley who had made a beeline for the farmland on the other side of the college. She had to cut straight through campus to get there, but her reputation served her well enough that nobody dared speak to her. They had no idea that she would be required to comply with anything they told her to do. Haley didn't even bother stopping by her dormroom. Too big of a risk. She tried to keep her cool and walk at an even pace, but even the most casual observers would have said that the leader of the Mean Girl's short black bob was bouncing more than usual that afternoon.
Haley couldn't remember the last time she felt so relieved as when she got to the wooden fence signifying the start of private property. She wasted no time in hopping the short barrier and breaking into a run across the field. Haley had done track in high school, but despite her still toned body, she was more out of shape than she was used to. Despite her aching muscles, she pushed herself farther. She would tell herself to run just one more property every time she reached the next one. Finally her legs screamed too loudly to ignore and she snuck into the closest barn. She climbed up into the loft and found a patch of hay that was out of sight from below. She had run all afternoon and although the sun was only just beginning to set, Haley passed instantly into a deep sleep.
Hours later and back in the cave, Laura was just coming to. She groaned as the memories came back to her. She was so desperate for release that she had let that old creep Larry fuck her on the hard cave floor. Her knees were bruised and she was still naked. The only upside seemed to be that she was alone.
Laura had thought she got the easy end of the punishments at the time, but she didn't know the extent to which her horniness would go. It had taken over her to the point where nothing else mattered. Her head was clear now, but she had a feeling that no matter how hard she tried to keep in control, if something triggered that lust, she would be helpless.
She began to feel resentful of the other Mean Girls. Sure, she had been pretty awful this year, but it was their influence. She was a nice girl before that. Surely she didn't deserve this like Haley and Crystal did.
Crystal. Laura figured that Haley was halfway across the state by now, but Crystal had no reason to leave campus. In fact, with so many willing virile boys, it made way more sense for her to stay. Laura resolved to avoid her. It would only serve as a reminder of what put her in this position in the first place. Maybe she could have her punishment lifted sooner for good behavior. Not that a month was very long, but still. Best to avoid Crystal. Especially because Laura had molested her in a fit of lustful desperation.
Laura looked down at those chocolate giants. She was always proud of her DD tits ever since they grew out of nowhere in tenth grade. It was only when she compared them to Crystal's massive boobs and this very moment when she felt anything but positive things toward her young mounds of flesh.
The Goddess told her that the more clothing she wore, the more horny she would get and her escapades last night proved that. Wait, last night? Yesterday? Two days ago? With only torchlight to go off of, Laura had no idea how much time had passed. She wasn't as crazy about school as Crystal, but she still wanted to pass and if she missed a day, it means she hadn't bullied anybody to taking notes and doing work for her.
She found her clothes that were thankfully still in the small cave room. She tentatively slipped her thong and jean shorts back on, and lifted her bra off the ground and looked at it. It wasn't the most revealing bra she had, but it was still a bra for fuck's sake. That wouldn't set off the curse, would it? She had given up hope of putting her t-shirt back on in any form, but a bra seemed reasonable. It would be embarrassing enough to walk around like that, and that's if it didn't get her in trouble with faculty.
She did up the clasp in front of her and twisted the bra around.
"Here goes nothing," she said out loud and pulled the straps up around her shoulders, letting her big boobs nestle into the slightly larger cups. Laura felt nothing at first but didn't claim victory yet. Sure enough, she started to feel a faint tingling sensation between her legs.
"Not so bad," she reassured herself, "I can manage this."
She picked up her t-shirt and stuffed it in her pocket. She wasn't about to let that old man do who-knows-what with her clothing even if she couldn't wear it herself. She slowly walked toward the exit and her stomach sank as the heat between her legs grew more intense. She propped herself against the wall and closed her eyes, waiting and dreading how intense the lust would grow. It swelled, but didn't reach the point of losing control. Laura waited for a minute, trying to get used to that level of horniness. When she finally felt ready, she let her hand off the wall and almost fell over.
"Goddamn," she said out loud.
"Heh heh, don't you mean 'damn the Goddess'?"
Shit. It was Larry.
"Go away, old man."
