Girlfriend with Testing Device Ch. 16

Author's Note: Hello again, everybody! Let's keep this momentum going! Also, an actual warning: This chapter represents a relative low point in our protagonists' journey and may be a bit difficult to read if this level of alteration disturbs you. That said, though our heroes are in a dark place right now, this is not the end of their story. No matter how dark things get, there is always dawn, even if sometimes it seems like there's no easy way to reach it.

A more typical, silly warning: this chapter also contains a lot of crazy and sexy stuff, including very mixed up cheerleader-football sex orgies, slutty protagonists, cheerleaders, slutty cheerleaders, anonymous delivery-boy sex, vibrating butt plugs, lewd texts, swap aftermaths, random classroom blowjobs, and a protagonist thrust into uncertain times oblivious to the weight of the trials she must endure.

*****

Zzzzttttt!

Zzzzttttt!

Zzzzttttt!

Zzzzttttt!

Zzzzttttt!

The sound echoed over and over in my dream. I was tumbling backwards, like I was reaching out for something but it kept falling further and further away. And there were voices... familiar voices, friendly voices... but somehow, they all seemed so strange and different. There was laughter and confusion, and throughout it all this profound, almost bewildering sense of loss, a sensation that flared and consumed me with each echo of that damned zapping sound.

Girlfriend with Testing Device

- A Smutty Fanfiction, of Sorts -

= Part 16 - A New Normal =

By Razmagurk

I woke up hungover.

Which was weird, I guess. I hadn't been drinking.

At least I didn't remember drinking. Shit, I sure as hell felt like I'd been drinking. My mouth felt like an ashtray and I could feel my brain sloshing around as I tried to roll over. I felt like I'd been run over by a truck. What the hell had happened?

I wracked my half-functioning brain trying to think what I'd done last night, but it was all fogged over. It had been a pretty lazy weekend, hadn't it? I vaguely remembered just kinda swimming around in my bowl. Nothing interesting had happened at all.

No, wait... that wasn't right... hadn't there been a big party last night? Oh my god, how could I forget about that stupid thing? I'd been looking forward to it for weeks! I groaned. Like, half the boys on campus were supposed to be there.

I winced as I rolled over. Fuck. My body was way too sore for nothing to have happened. Still... migraine aside, the soreness felt... good? Familiar. Like I'd gotten in a really good workout.

After what seemed like an eternity of trying to work up the courage, I rolled out of bed, my sheets clinging painfully to me as I fumbled idly on the bedside table for something that wasn't there. I looked down at my naked body and sighed. Uhg, yup, okay, I had definitely gotten laid, and I'd apparently done a pretty shitty job of cleaning up after. There was enough dried cum caked onto my tits and thighs to suggest I'd had one hell of a night after all.

So why couldn't I remember anything? Come on, think harder.

Wait. Wait. There was something. I put a hand up to stop my head from spinning. It was fuzzy - like it was half a dream. Had it been a dream? I wouldn't put it past me. I remember one moment I was just kinda swimming around and the next... I was somewhere else entirely. I was in some stranger's bedroom, completely smashed, and Elizabeth was there with some kind of weird box, and she was - heat flashed through me as the memories flooded back - she was directing all these just total hunks to come up and fuck me while I kept crying out for more.

I bit my lip. Fuck. If it wasn't for all the, uh, physical evidence left behind I wouldn't believe it. Had I really gotten a train run on me? Oh my god. That was so... skanky. So slutty. So dirty. Fuck, that was so fucking hot. Goddamnit, why couldn't I remember more?

Had Elizabeth organized that for me? It had been a not-so-secret dream of mine ever since I was old enough to watch porn. She was one of the few people on earth who knew that. Had she arranged all that just for me? Oh my god, I needed to make this up to her somehow. I hoped she took pictures. Or like, video taped the whole thing. Fuck, that would make her the best friend ever.

I just... I wish I could have remembered it better. Normally my pussy would be twitching at just the idea. The fact that I might have actually done it was making me drip. It almost made up for the fact that despite it all I'd somehow ended up going home alone.

Fuck, I was starting to get seriously horny. Not that that was anything new for me. I rolled over and grabbed my phone and a vibrator from my bedside cabinet. I kept a few there for just such an occasion. I was glad I didn't have classes until later in the morning because it was going to be a long morning.

Groggily, I checked my messages with one hand while I played with my pussy with the other. I had 130 new texts, almost all of which were dudes sending me lewd pics, mostly of their junk, but one or two were sending me pictures of their tits for good measure. I grinned a little as I started to browse through them, mentally categorizing and rating them. The good ones I'd save for later and the best few would get some flirty replies and a playful shot or two of just how horny I was.

I ended up laying in bed just enjoying myself for a good half hour before I finally forced myself up. I had classes today and as good as it felt, if I let myself just stay in bed and masturbate all the time I'd never get anything done.

Damn, I was still kinda horny too. I sighed as I rolled out of bed, still trying to navigate around the growing headache as I made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water and let the steam build up as I started to get cleaned up. Protip: don't try to take a shower while covered in cum, dried or otherwise. It's not water soluble. Getting it wet just makes it extra sticky and a pain in the ass to clean up. It clogs your drains too. Seriously, it's worse than hair. Use like, hand soap or just towel it off.

I had just downed some aspirin and was about to step in to the warm inviting shower when there was a knock at the door. I sighed as I turned off the water.

The knock repeated as I got closer. I pressed my face into the peephole. It was some delivery guy. Ooh, he was cute. A little young - probably only just out of high school - and a bit twinkish, but he had a pretty face and damn if he didn't fill out that uniform.

I giggled. This was just like something off pornhub. I made sure to stand in such a way that he could get a good look at what I was offering without making it look like I was trying too hard. Did you know that some guys don't like it if you're too desperate? Some guys are idiots, I guess. I opened the door.

"Package for a, uh..." he looked up from his clipboard as I opened the door. "Slut?"

"Oh," I beamed. "That's me!"

I bent forward at the waist as I reached out to take the package and sign, making sure to give him a perfect view of my bouncing breasts.

The delivery guy - fuck, I don't think I ever got his name - did a double take. He was clearly trying very hard not to stare, or at least to be subtle about it, but damned if he wasn't doing a terrible job. Still, it was really sweet of him to try. My own discrete little glance down confirmed that he obviously liked what he saw.

Hmm... I wondered if he'd accept a blowjob as a tip?

I grinned at the naughty thought. Oh my god, I couldn't, could I?

"Hey, do you want to want to come inside?" I cooed "Maybe I could help you, like, handle your package?" I giggled.

"I uh," He coughed. "I'm sorry." His voice cracked. He swallowed. "But I've got a lot of houses to deliver this morning and I uh,"

"Oh, don't worry," I smirked, "I won't take long." I reached out and traced a finger down his chest. "I'm very good at what I do."

He glanced around nervously, like he was looking for the hidden camera, or waiting for the other shoe to drop. I took his speechlessness as a sign of interest and gave him a flirtatious lick of the lips. That was all he needed. No sooner had he nodded his head than I began dragging him inside, fondling his butt with one hand while I deftly undid his belt with the other.

I threw him down on the couch as I began to wiggle my hips in anticipation. There was only one thing missing.

"Wait right here" I said, with a wink, "I'll be right back."

I grabbed the package and made my way into the bedroom, tearing it open as I went. It was a plain box - very discreet - but I recognized the address. This was the new plug I had ordered. I was so excited it had finally arrived. I'd been after a vibrating one for a while now and this was really going to help round out my collection - I had a special place for it on the bookshelf and everything.

With a bit of a struggle, I finally got it free from its packaging. A six inch bulb of pink silicone, it wasn't the biggest I owned, but the vibration settings had totally sold me on it. I slid some fresh batteries in with one hand while I started to finger my ass with the other, using some of the lube I keep on the bedside table to make sure everything was good and slick.

A few seconds later I let out a satisfied moan as the bulb peaked around my sphincter. Goddamn, if I wasn't horny before I sure as hell was now. I gave it a few good squeezes as I thumbed the remote to a low vibration. I whimpered. Fuck, there was nothing like the feeling of a fresh plug. This had been totally worth the purchase.

Hips swaying, I made my way back to the living room, where my guest was looking around nervously.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," I said, turning to show off the cute little pink diamond sticking out of my ass. His dick jumped juicily.

And just like that I was on top of him, my hands running along and across his body. He let out a gasp of hot breath. Mmm, damn, he had a pleasantly surprising amount of muscle. Not bulky, just... dense. He must have been a swimmer or something. Sensuously, I slid my hands down his body as I lowered myself to my knees and began to gently nuzzle at his crotch. I took in a deep breath, savoring the aroma of his arousal as I undid the zipper with my mouth.

His dick was... okay? It wasn't as big as I was expecting. I mean, it was fine when all was said and done. Good taste, good texture, and a surprising volume of cum - poor guy must have been all pent up - but it didn't exactly break my top ten, if you catch my drift. I mean, I could take it all the way without even really gagging on it. Still, that was no excuse not to enjoy what I was doing. I'd just have to redouble my efforts.

True to my word, I worked on giving him a blowjob that would get him off good and get him off fast, diving right in and devouring his dick from tip to base and back again. Well, okay, maybe I wasn't trying to get him off too fast, I wanted him to enjoy it after all, and besides, this plug had me in a total state of zen. I gave it a good squeeze whenever I bottomed out, just losing myself in the vibration. Fuck, why hadn't I purchased this thing sooner?

Adrift in pleasure, I swirled my tongue around his hard shaft as time and time again I brought my nose down against his stomach, fondling his balls with one hand while I ran along his body with the other. When I was as deep as I could get it, I tried swallowing, but I don't think he was quite big enough to fully appreciate it. I then made a big show of keeping the pressure on as I pulled myself back up, creating a vacuum while my tongue continued its work. Occasionally I'd let out little moans of delight to show him how badly I needed this and how great he was, pleading up at him with my eyes.

It didn't take long before I had him moaning along too, and five minutes later he was exploding torrent after torrent of delicious white cum down my eager throat. I'd have taken some on the chest or face - guys love that - but I still had to get ready for class and swallowing is just way easier.

And then, one awkward goodbye and a hastily scrawled phone number later, he was gone.

I sighed. Once again, I was alone. I hated being alone. It always felt so... wrong.

I sat down. My head was spinning. I hated this feeling. Why had I done that just now? That wasn't like me, was it? I shook my head.

But... no... that was exactly like me, wasn't it? I did this sort of thing all the time, didn't I? Nothing wrong with that. What a weird thought. I just had a bit of a hyperactive libido was all. And a, uh, diverse range of fetishes. It was all perfectly normal.

I glanced over at the clock. Shit, I was going to be late. I still had to get showered and dressed and -

I still had to get dressed.

Oh my god. No wonder the delivery guy had been so into me. I'd answered the door completely naked. I giggled. I could be such a ditz sometimes.

I rushed back to the bathroom, not even bothering to turn off my plug's vibrator as I cranked up the hot water. The 10-inch Bandit dildo that I kept in the shower flopped around as the water poured over it. Normally my morning routine wasn't complete without a ride on the bandit, but I was pressed for time today, so I mostly just ended up just fucking my throat with it until I was seeing stars instead.

Honestly? That's what I'd been hoping for when I had invited the delivery guy in. Not that that hadn't been fun, but, well, it took a higher class of dick to really get off while giving a blowjob. The Bandit was great for that though. It was soft and pliable on the outside but had this stronger core on the inside. Most of the dildos in my collection didn't actually see much use, but this was the exception. It was a little big, sure, but if you want to make sure your gag reflex stays suppressed, it's important to practice. Besides, I'd been doing this for so long that I could practically cum just from the sensation of swallowing a dick that size. Have I mentioned that I'm a bit of a size queen? God, there was just something about big dicks that sends shivers through my spine.

The hot water massaging my body was exactly what I needed. I felt alive again. My soft, soapy hands roamed over my tits and thighs as I scrubbed myself clean. I made sure to pay special attention to my thighs and chest of course, making sure I'd gotten all the semen off of me, and occasionally stopping to give a little pinch or squeeze. I don't have a particularly sensitive body or anything, but damn if it didn't feel good. Hell, the steaming water washing over me alone was usually enough to get me good and turned on, and that was on a day I hadn't just blown some random hunky stranger. Mmm... maybe I would take a ride on the bandit after all...

Gah, no. I shook my head. I didn't have time to get distracted at this point.

I stopped the water and began drying myself off. My breath caught in a soft moan as the rough texture of the towel rubbed against my hard, sensitive nipples. I gave a little gasp as I gave them a playful pinch. Fuck, I didn't have time for this. I pouted. Today was going to be one of those days, wasn't it?

My tits bounced in my hands as I stepped out and looked at myself in the mirror.

The enormous things on my chest weren't particularly big as far as tits went, but they were mine and I loved them. Likewise, my ass, Damn thing was huge, but it wasn't the sort of thing to stand out from the crowd. I was pretty average looking, actually. My flawless skin and supermodel face just failed to grasp people's attention. Still though, all things considered I had to admit, I was pretty hot.

I stuck to a light coat of makeup, just enough to do the basics and to give a sultry look around the eyes and lips, but not so much that I'd be spending all day on it. Normally I don't go anywhere without a good liberal dose, but today I just didn't have the time. I'd have to stop in the restroom at some point to put the rest of my face on.

My hair, likewise, would have to be pretty simple. It was a dull strawberry blonde with hot pink highlights, nothing fancy. I briefly considered just putting it up in a ponytail but Jenna would never let me hear the end of it if I did. I guess I'd be okay wearing it down? I just wish I had time to straighten it out a bit.

Opening up my medicine cabinet, I looked over at my plug selection. I'd been planning to maybe wear something a little bigger than usual today, - gotta keep working towards that Bad Dragon - but you know what? Honestly, I was really digging this new one I had in. I mean, it was a bit of a wasted opportunity since I was still obviously a little loose from yesterday, and it wouldn't have been very hard to get something real big in there, but what can I say? I was really having a lot of fun with this one.

Still, I made sure to throw a spare into my bag just in case. Frankly, at this point I always felt so empty without something big and hard inside me. Was that bad? Had I taken that too far? I let out a low moan as I turned the vibration up a notch and gave it a good squeeze. No. Not too far. Not yet anyway. I was safe about it. It was just my sexy little secret - a dirty little hobby. Did it make me a bit of a slut? Well, yes, but I liked being a bit of a slut. Besides, I giggled, the guys loved it, and it never failed to get me some action.

Oh, I made sure to grab one of my vibrators out of the charger as well, along with today's dildo. With a libido like mine, you never knew when they'd come in handy. What was I supposed to do if I got horny and there weren't any cute guys around? Desperate times.

Okay, okay, I needed to get going. Fuck, I still wasn't even dressed. I stomped over to the drawers and pulled out my collar, clipping the small pink leather band around my neck and turning it so that my name was prominently displayed in the front. It felt a little tight. I hope I wasn't gaining weight or anything.

Standing at the door I looked down at myself. My head was still swimming. I felt like I was forgetting something important. But what? I plucked one of my exposed nipples absentmindedly as I thought. What was I forgetting?

Oh my god, of course. How could I be such a ditz? Here I was completely naked apart from my collar! I couldn't go out like this! I'd need my leash if I was going to cut through the park on the way to class.

Placing it delicately in my cheer bag - we had practice today after all - I set out towards campus. Today was going to be a good day. I could feel it.

I ate my breakfast on the way to class, banana in one hand, phone in the other. Some of the guys I'd sent flirty little texts too earlier were responding with a few of their own. I did my best to act like I wasn't completely easy while I idly flirted back.

That's when I got those messages from Elizabeth. She had posted a series of pictures of her and her little dog Ellen - yes, she had actually named her dog that - and then a few with her and her boyfriend Evan, who had apparently made her pancakes. She had her arms around him possessively as they both grinned happily into the camera.

Oh god. I felt like I'd just been punched in the gut. I collapsed dramatically onto a nearby bench. I could feel the anxiety rising up within me like a black tide.

The sight of the two of them together and happy like that. It just... it wrecked me every time. I liked to think I did a good job keeping it all inside but sometimes it was just more than I could bear. Especially when they were off doing cute couply stuff together. Fuck. Maybe it was just the fact that Elizabeth was so happy without me, or that I was jealous that she'd gotten to Evan first. I mean, Evan was basically fucking perfect. Hell, they both were. I'd do anything to be in either of their positions. I just.. I wanted to be there with them. I wanted to be a part of that. Not the third wheel but just... I wanted to be the one Evan made pancakes for - I wanted to be the one making Elizabeth laugh. That should be me.