1-2. school daze
3. the maud couple
4. fake it 'til you make it
5. grannies gone wild
6. surf and/or turf
7. horse play
8. the parent map
9. non-compete clause
10. the break up breakdown
11. molt down
12. marks for effort
13.
the mean 614. a matter of principals
15. the hearth's warming club
16. friendship university
17. the end in friend
18. yakity-sax
19. on the road to friendship
20. the washouts (episode)
21. a rockhoof and a hard place
Spoilered: explicit, mind stuff, corruption
“I knew touring the finest culinary hot-spots of Europe would pay dividends,” Darius said as the two stared at ‘dinner.’
“Heh. Even without the sweet tang of criminality, it’s gotta taste better than that diluted piss we swindled out of the convenience store,” Alex pointed out as they sat on either side of the gorging goth.
“Yeah, nowadays I prefer lapping from a different ‘Busch’ to get my buzz on,” Darius said, earning a choked giggle from Selene who elbowed him in the side for such a lame joke.
“Mmm-hmm, pixie pale ale,” Alex chimed in. “Good stuff,” he added with a grin, earning a light kick to the shin. He looked down and realized he couldn’t see his plate through the floral projections in front of him. “How’d you two hook up and stick together all this time, anyway?” he asked, pushing his plate forward so he could see where his pile of chopped and sliced food would be landing. “It’s been a few years, right?”
“Almost four,” Darius said as Selene nibbled a collection of cold cuts wrapped around a generous slice of some kind of white cheese. “We met at a freshman get-together. It was toleration at first sight, which was more than she could say for most of the other schmucks hanging out there.”
“Yeah, Darius was definitely head and shoulders above the other options,” she said after coming up for air. “We hung out on a few ‘date nights,’ got a little hot and heavy. Then we broke up.”
“Wait, what?” Alex asked, confused.
“Yeah, we figured we’d had our fun together and it was time to sample what college life had to offer,” Darius explained, spreading some kind of brown paste on a slice of bread and topping it with a spoon of spicy mustard. “So that was it for a while.” He took a bite, regarded his impromptu recipe, and decided it was friendly enough.
“Namely,” Selene put in, “I wanted to try my luck with some fellow college chicas. Worked out pretty well for a while, too.” She said, then looked a little distressed. “Yep, I was having a good time, getting to know myself and the other girls. College is for experimenting, right?”
“So what happened?” Alex probed. Selene sighed and put her latest meat-based creation down on her plate, tenting her fingers and regarding her knuckles closely for a moment before speaking again.
“You have to understand, I come from a family that’s very-”
“They’re crazy religious, and not in a cool way,” Darius offered through bites of something on a bed of roast beef.
“Yeah. It was bad enough when they thought I was going to be corrupted by some slick college boy,” Selene said with a serious expression. “Coming home with some slick college girl? Well, if I was going to do that then I might as well not come home at all, they said.”
“I’m sorry,” Alex said. He felt like it was an empty gesture, but he couldn’t think of anything else to say in the moment.
“Hey, not your fault. Not my fault, either,” Selene said. “Though it took me a while to figure that part out. By then I was couch surfing, wearing out my welcome with the girl’s I’d dated, then the girls I barely knew, then strangers. Started missing classes because it’s hard to get homework assignments done when you’re shivering under a bus shelter at 3 in the morning.”
“Oh shit,” Alex said.
“Yeah, pretty much,” Selene replied. “But one day, Darius came up to me in the hallway. I must’ve looked like garbage because he offered to get me a hot meal and take me home for the night. And I would’ve done exactly what I thought he was asking for, too,” Selene said, glancing at Darius who was watching her sensitively and quietly from the corner of the long dining room table. “But that wasn’t what he wanted. At least, not right then. He had kicked out his old roommate after coming back from a semester in Europe and said the place was too quiet now. I told him to ‘get a parrot.’”
“I remember it differently,” Darius said. “It was a cockatoo.”
“Those are parrots, babe. Anyway,” she turned back to Alex. “He said I could crash whenever, didn’t need to worry about refilling the fridge, as long as I didn’t hog the Gamestation or walk out of there with everything pawnable. How could a gal resist such a gallant offer?”
“So…?” Alex pushed a little.
“So yeah, we eventually got back to sleeping together,” Selene went on. “It was like putting on an old shoe, y’know? It just fit. I’d told him about the girls, said I didn’t know if I was really into guys. He asked me if that was the case, why was I the one pulling down his pants?” She giggled wistfully. “Anyway, the next morning he said I didn’t have to worry about finding a place to stay, or someone who cared about me. He told me my family were stupid jerks for not wanting someone like me in their lives and I was the best person he’d ever met. I guess by that point, I was ready to believe him. And he hasn’t kicked me out yet,” she added with a smile.
“Even though she hogs the Gamestation like a mofo,” Darius said, earning a chuckle from the other two. “But yeah, we talked about everything. And you know what? We decided we’d be good for each other. And we have been. I can’t imagine not having her in my life now. We like where we’re at, y’know? It’s good for both of us.”
“To bad decisions,” Selene said, raising her wineglass.
“To bad decisions!” Alex and Darius toasted.
Well, now he was here in this mansion, eating cold cuts and wondering if he was actually going to follow through on that hastily-made promise. At least, intellectually he raised the question. But somehow, he knew he would. He didn’t know why, he didn’t know how he’d come to feel this way, but Alex was certain he was going to go down on his best bro before the night was over. And to his surprise, it wasn’t the prospect of the act that had him nervous; it was whether he’d be up to the job. A guy like Darius deserved some great head, Alex instinctively felt. Through all the small talk and catching up that went on as they slowly wore down the pile of appetisers that constituted the first and only course of this meal, Alex kept wondering if he could give him that without screwing it up. And that terrified him.
“I think he likes what he sees, honey,” she whispered while giving Alex’s neck a nuzzle.
“Hell yeah, bro,” Darius said approvingly. “It’s just I never got a chance to see you all, y’know, dolled up. Looks fuckin’ great.”
“Really?” Alex asked, struggling to contain the fluttering in his stomach.“Do I look… pretty?”
“You look damn pretty from where I’m sitting,” Darius affirmed, sending a pleasant brain-buzz through Lexi’s head. She felt the guitar strings of her back begin to slacken, helped along in de-tuning by Selene’s gliding touch circling from shoulder to shoulder “Mind showing me those pretty little things Selene picked out for you?”
“Yessir,” Lexi said giddily. She reached back to untie the draw string at the bottom of her halter top, but Selene was already working on it, so instead Lexi reached down and undid the buttons on her shorts.
“Allow me, please,” Darius said, leaning in over Lexi’s smooth legs. She nodded, and Darius’s fingers hooked around the waistband and tugged. Lexi leaned back into Selene to allow the shorts to slide past her tail and then down her rump, then shifted her weight to let Darius slip them past her thighs… knees… ankles… Selene tugged on the halter top and Lexi raised her arms, allowing the pretty shirt to slide up and obscure her face even as she felt cool air fall on her bust. Selene was kissing her cheek when the shirt finally cleared her hands and was tossed casually to a sitting chair. She was clad in only her heels and lacy underwear, but Darius was looking at Lexi’s eyes. Reading her reaction. Asking with a glance how she was doing. Fuckin’ sweetheart.
Lexi stretched, reaching a foot out to Darius who took it, cradled it, and unbuckled the straps on her platform heel. He slipped it off and warmed her bare foot in his hands, then picked up her other one and gave it the same treatment. Lexi shifted her hips and thighs gratefully. Selene’s hand slid down her torso and started creeping under the lace of Lexi’s new thong panties. Her green-painted lips were gently wandering over Lexi’s face, and down her chin, then her neck. She felt so warm and loose between the two of them. Their heat was directed at her and she was simmering in it like a pot of noodles.
Darius leaned in closer and Lexi took his hands… so much larger than hers now… and set them on her bra. Her heavy breathing pushed her plump breasts into his palms, then drew them back down; Darius followed their lead gently for a while, then moved his fingers to the bra’s front clasp. With a snap and a jiggle, it was no longer restraining Lexi’s head-sized tits. She writhed gratefully as his hands started kneading their heavy flesh, her nipples starting to gather up into stiff knots in his warm grasp. Selene’s hands took the opportunity to slide down Lexi’s crotch and take up position on either side of her rainbow ‘landing strip.’ She brought her fingers together, pushed them in opposite directions, pulled them apart, traced circles around Lexi’s sensitive private lips.
Lexi’s thighs needed something to grip, so she raised them up Darius’s toned oblique. He was so warm and firm, but she was soft and hot. Her knees wrapped around his back, pulling him down to her. Selene continued manipulating Lexi’s softened womanhood while Darius pressed close, catching Lexi’s breast between their ribs, and lowered his head to kiss her on the neck. He paused only to kiss Selene as the two sandwiched Lexi between their needy bodies, working her like two musicians sitting at the same piano. Selene’s fingers were now quite damp, and Lexi was intoxicated by the full sensual experience. She languidly shifted and twisted in their hands, her own reaching to grip Darius’s shoulders. She needed them as much as they needed her; maybe more. She was so worked up but the two of them found ways to drive her even further.
Finally, judging by some cue in Lexi’s gasps and moans and the response of her body, Selene gave Darius the signal. He withdrew his warm body from atop Lexi’s and undid his fly. As he leaned back, Selene picked Lexi up and whispered something into one of her soft, fuzzy ears. Lexi didn’t catch what it was, but she knew what she had to do at this point. She flopped onto all fours, her enormous chest hanging down like pendulous balloons of flesh. On her knees, Selene traced a line of dampness up the inside of a white thigh and brushed aside a rainbow tail. One hand rested on the small of Lexi’s back, stroking gently, with the other hand pushed aside a lacy thong panel and manipulated Lexi’s wet pussy more directly than before. A very closely and smoothly trimmed set of nails teased at her entrance.
For her part, Lexi didn’t let the more urgent stimulation stop her. She crawled her chest up Darius’s legs and peeled his pants down, just as he had done for her. She finally pushed them off his ankles, leaving Darius’s warm brown college athlete’s body almost entirely exposed to her, baking her with the heat coming off his skin. Something was trying to get out of his boxers. She pulled the buttoned fly apart and pulled, tugged, shifted his knit silk shorts until finally a smooth, purple head on a dark, veiny shaft popped free. It wasn’t a question of whether Lexi was going to do it, it was just a question of how.
Seeing her taking in the sights, Darius said he’d give her ample warning in case she wanted to pull out at the last second. She said nothing, but gave his tip a gentle kiss. He leaned back and let the unicorn girl do what she set out to do. She took him into her mouth, cushioned his throbbing shaft with her lips, traced its contours with her tongue. Selene watched closely and tried to match her pace to Lexi’s, trying to get her timing as close as possible. Lexi moaned with a mouth full of Darius, her womanhood in Selene’s grip, attention fully dedicated to front and back. She drew back, then slid down again over Darius even as she moved in and out against Selene’s fingers. It was exhilarating, all-consuming. Her world shrank to the sparks in her snatch and the throbbing rod of manhood in her mouth. Although she lacked expertise, Lexi still remembered what it was like to have one of those between her legs and all the abuse she’d put it through. She matched her past experience to the way Darius reacted to gauge how she was doing. So far it was encouraging. Selene was getting Lexi close to her own climax, obviously trying to get them both to go off at the same time.
Darius started grunting and contracting. “Sh-ii-iiit, Lexi! I’m almost there!” he gasped as the large-breasted unicorn saw he was in the final stretch. Did she pull back? Did she switch to tit-fucking at the last moments? No, she knew there was only one way this was going to end as her own body started reacting faster and faster to Selene’s handiwork. She pressed her tongue lightly against the base of Darius’s cock and slowly dragged it up until it touched a patch on the underside, at the base of the ‘neck.’ “Fuuuuuck!” Darius strained as he started losing it. His hips bucked and his cock began pulsing in Lexi’s mouth as muscular contractions began working their way from within to the tip. Dry at first. Then the flooding, filling Lexi’s mouth in warm spurts of thick, slick fluid.
‘It tastes exactly like piña colada’ Lexi realized in surprise, swallowing the last of his load just before her own explosion of release in Selene’s hands. Her cries were muffled against Darius’s softening dick as she strained not to clench her teeth with each cresting wave rolling through her body from ear-tip to curling toes. Her hips came back under her own control. Carefully cleaning his shaft on her way off of it, Lexi popped her head free and breathed through her mouth again, cramming oxygen into her blood. She leaned back against Selene’s warm body, eyes closed.
“You made it,” the goth said proudly. “Good job, girl.” Lexi just breathed, her recovery unhurried. She heard Darius bringing his rapid panting under control beside her. Selene cradled her limp body.
Spoilered: suggestive, corruption, mind stuff, vulgar
When he climbed into the car, he told his mom that Darius would be picking him up today and that he’d probably spend the night at the Kingstons’ again. Ms. Alverson acknowledged the change of plans, told ‘Lexi’ to text her when ‘she’ needed a ride, and smirked when her unicorn ‘daughter’ wasn’t looking. Out loud, she said, “Darius is such a nice boy, I’m glad you two are spending time together again. You’ve been so glum lately, I was starting to get worried.”
“Yeah, it’s a total load off to have someone to hang out with,” Alex said. “Almost makes me feel like a human being again,” he said significantly.
“Mm-hmm, retail is hard,” Ms. Alverson said obliviously, agreeing to something Alex hadn’t meant. “So is it just the two of you up there in that big house, or…?”
“Nah, Selene lives with him,” Alex said. “They’ve been together since he started college. She’s even got her own craft room on the east wing.”
“Oh, I didn’t know he had a girlfriend,” Ms. Alverson said. Still, that doesn’t necessarily PRECLUDE anything, she mused. “Do you all get along?”
“Oh yeah, Selene and I really, um, hit it off,” Alex said, feeling a little warm from neck to ear tips. “She’s a lot of fun.”
“Well, that’s great!” Ms. Alverson smiled. That blush certainly seemed to confirm her suspicions. “As long as you all look out for each other. Jealousy can tear people apart in the ugliest way.”
“Oh, she’s not like that,” Alex said, not quite picking up his mom’s subtext. “The last thing she’s worried about is Darius ditching her for me or anything like that. They’re really close.”
“Alright, sweetie,” his mom said, closing the conversation for now.
“Mom…” Alex complained. That was was super gross and he was glad he hadn’t gone through one of those yet. “I told you the other day, I’ve still got a box.” He wondered if his friends would be willing to give him a ride so he could get away from this kind of thing.
“Be safe, dear!” his mother urged as she rolled up the window and drove to work. Alex thought aobut all the creepy shit that went on in this mall and wondered what could possibly be ‘safe’ about any of it, but it seemed like he was the only one who felt that way. Everyone else was missing the obvious right under their noses, he thought as he hefted the loaded purse (now more like a stylish messenger bag) and strode into the Temple of Commerce where there lurked some evil perhaps even greater than naked consumerism.
“Are you free for lunch?” he asked. Before Alex could answer, he followed up. “Because I’ve got a nice, thick kielbasa you can snack on. I’ll even throw in the man-aise,” he said with particular emphasis. Eugh
“No thanks, sir, I just lost my appetite,” Alex replied coolly. “However, if your mommy is free later I wouldn’t mind trying a fish taco. I’m always hearing good things about hers when I walk past the bathrooms.” He was pleased that this innuendo was apparently allowed by the new workplace filter that seemed to afflict him after wearing that choker the other day.
“Fucking bitch,” he barked angrily. “You wouldn’t dress like that unless you wanted the attention.”
“I don’t dress up for you, sir,” Alex said. “I can call mall security if you need some help finding your way out.”
“Lexi!” Selene shouted from the doorway. The diminutive pixie goth practically pranced over in her combat pattern boots, past the annoyed creep, and wrapping her arms performatively around the unicorn’s tight waist. She planted a dark green smooch on Alex’s cheek, which left its impression behind. “C’mon babe, it’s time for our lunch date!” she said cheerily before turning to the sex pest. “I didn’t know your store had an allowance for seeing-eye pigs! Do you need to to page its owner for a pick-up? Or did one of your customers forget their wallet and opt to pay with bacon?”
“Fuck you,” the clearly outwitted and thoroughly deflected loiterer said.
“Aw, it talks!” Selene retorted. “We’ll have Charlotte add ‘not safe in public’ to the banner next time. Can’t have decent people running across this swine and thinking it might be appropriate to have around women or children.”
“Bitches,” he said as he turned to leave.
“Oooh, let’s follow him! He’ll lead us straight to some truffles!” Selene shouted. The door chime signaled Alex to exhale a breath he didn’t even realize he’d been holding.
“Thanks,” he said, fingers trembling. “I don’t know if I could’ve handled that guy in this…” he paused, caught himself, and finished with “state” instead of ‘body.’
“No problem, babe,” Selene said as she pulled Alex in for a bolstering side-hug. “The lunch date is real, though! C’mon, Darius is waiting for us!”
“Another morning in retail,” Alex said as he sat down in one of three chairs at the little round table, threading his tail carefully through the opening at back.
“Dealing with the predictable problems of being gorgeous,” Selene added as she took her own seat. “I swear that place looked like a zoo, where the animals were free and poor Lexi was the one in a cage.”
“Dang, that sucks,” Darius said. “I too know the burden of unrivaled beauty.” But his companions seemed unconvinced.
“Did you pack it?” Selene asked Alex.
“It’s in my purse,” the unicorn girl responded.
“Yay!” Selene cheered. “A series of mysterious boxes arrived for you this morning, by the way.”
“Oh,” Alex said. He hadn’t expected those custom bras to arrive so fast. “Wow, what service.”
“Do you think you might need some help trying them out?” Selene asked with a lopsided grin.
“Well, I don’t know,” Alex demurred humorously.
“Please please please?” the more petite goth girl bounced in her seat.
“Yeah, please please please?” Darius joined in.
“Oh, that’s how it is, eh?” Alex said with his own grin creeping up despite his best effort to keep a straight face. “Alright, ONE of you can help me try th-”
“DIBS!” Selene shouted, before turning and playfully blowing a raspberry at Darius.
“Well, to be honest sir,” Alex said, grimacing at the perfunctory honorific he seemed unable to shake when dealing with customers or Creepy Boss, “a lot of the foot traffic we get is loiterers, or people just dropping off their kids while they shop because it’s cheaper than daycare.”
“Hmmm, perhap’ so. Jus’ rem’mber ta be courteous an’ friendly with ‘em all. I know ya can live up ta yer potenchul,” he said before slinking back into the shadows of the amorphous cavern of weird plastic he jokingly referred to as a toy shop. Potential. Alex remembered last night’s dream and shuddered. Sometimes it was like that lump of tumorous ill-intent could see past people’s heads and right into their minds. Definitely an unsettling thought.
Piled on the queen-size canopy bed were several brown parcels, more and larger than Alex expected to see. “Whoa,” he said. “All that for a dozen bras?”
“Oh, I did a little shopping too,” Selene said with a conspiratorial smile. She pulled a small pocket knife from her hip pocket and effortlessly slit the packing tape on the boxes. She opened up two before finding the one she was looking for. “Ah, this is from your order,” she said, handing Alex a large pair of satiny cups attached by a network of straps and breathable panels. “And this one is from my order!” she announced as she reached into one of the first boxes, pulling out an equally large set of cups in red silk, connected by a clasp in front and a strapless band around the back consisting almost entirely of red lace.
“Uh…” Alex said, stunned. “That’s… um… that’s for me too, isn’t it?”
“Well, since you asked so nicely, I guess you can keep them warm for me,” Selene chuckled before producing a matching set of red lace thong panties and tweaking them in front of the rapidly pinkening unicorn girl’s face. “And it comes in white!” With a nervous gulp, Alex looked at the underwear, looked at the boxes, and quickly calculated that there must be three dozen sets including the more staid garments he’d picked out the other day. “And that’s not all, I made you a present! But you’ll have to put these on to earn it,” she snickered.
“Um, well, I guess I have no choice then,” Alex said, scratching behind his floppy ears and hoping he wasn’t about to light the room on fire with the heat of his full-body blush. He picked the white underwear set and spotted a convenient changing panel in the corner of the room. Striding over behind it, he undressed as Selene crossed her arms, made a show of averting her eyes, and whistled a deliberate tune to display her concern for Alex’s privacy. The front clasp made getting into the bra much easier, and it offered a level of support for his head-sized breasts that had been missing in his life these last few days. After slipping into the slick silken panties, he then re-adorned his tight shorts and was about to put his shirt back on when Selene interrupted.
“Uh-uh! Time for your present!” she said. Walking over to a closet door, she opened it and wheeled out the dress form to which she’d attached the foam wig heads as a make-shift proxy for Alex’s enormous bust. Draped delicately over it was a strapless off-shoulder halter top with frills at the neckline and sleeves.
“That’s for me too?” Alex asked, feeling slightly overwhelmed. He was very uncomfortable with how soft and feminine it looked even on the obscenely modified dummy torso.
“What do you think?” Selene asked as she picked a few loose threads from a hem. “I bet it’ll look super pretty on you,” she said. Alex’s brain jolted at the P-word. He blinked. Well, maybe it was a nice shirt after all…
“Um, okay. Hand it over, please?” he asked, stretching an arm over the privacy screen.
“Nope. Come get it, girlie-girl!” Selene laughed. Alex sighed and nervously emerged from behind the screen. “Oh my gosh, those are so sexy on you!” she gushed at the lacy strapless bra that hugged and supported Alex’s heavy bust. “I just KNOW Darius is going to love it!” Alex decided not to process that thought as he wobbled over and unfastened the tie string in the back of the top to take it off the dress form. He hesitated for only a moment before holding it up and wriggling his wrists through the sleeves from below, careful not to let it snag on his horn while pulling it down into place. Selene volunteered to do the tie in the back and then walked around to give her appraisal. “Fantastic! Have you ever felt so pretty, Lexi?”
That word again. Alex was starting to come around to the top. He looked over to the full-length mirror. Somehow the P-word just seemed to fit what he saw in it. He twisted and posed casually, unable to suppress a little smile of satisfaction. The image of ‘Lexi’ in the mirror really was very pretty-
CLICK
The simulated camera snap sound pierced Lexi’s reverie. She looked to see Selene reviewing the picture on her phone’s screen. “Nice!” the neon-accented goth declared. “The camera loves you, girl! Can you do another pose for me?”
“Sure!” Lexi said automatically.
“Great! Can you sort of kneel down and give me a ‘Who, me?’ kind of look? All innocent and sweet,” she asked.
“Thank you!” Lexi said with genuine appreciation for the compliment. She was having fun doing the poses asked of her.
“Do you think you might want to try something a little more risque?” Selene asked.
“Anything you want,” Lexi said.
“How about some shots without the shorts?” She barely finished asking before Lexi was leaning back and shrugging the tight pants off of her hips showing off for the first time the new white lace thong panties. Pushing her shorts off her legs, Lexi looked to Selene for a prompt. She was stood up and turned around, her tail manually positioned just-so, with her arms crossed underneath her bosom. Selene moved around back for her preferred angle. CLICK Selene moved in close for an oblique view that framed Lexi’s flat abdomen with her slender hands resting on the top of her thighs. CLICK A shot of Lexi untying her new top from the back. CLICK. Lexi standing with her hips cocked, arms on her shoulders, giving the camera a smoldering look. CLICK Each new instruction and the act of following it helped Lexi relax and feel warmer, slightly more aroused. She giggled when Selene asked her to sit on the bed, then plopped down with her pixie-cut head cradled in Lexi’s lap, camera arm outstretched in search of the perfect selfie shot. CLICK Now with Lexi’s hands caressing her face. CLICK Now a lower-angle shot of her lips pressing against Lexi’s tummy. CLICK Sitting in Lexi’s lap, finger lifting the unicorn girl’s chin up into a kiss. CLICK They were both feeling a little warmed up, but the butterflies were specially fluttering in Lexi’s stomach. She loved having her picture taken in all these poses.
“Well, I supposed we’d better save some of this energy for later,” Selene whispered with a sigh into Lexi’s fluffy ear.
“Awwww,” her photographic subject lamented.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of fun after dinner,” her photographer promised. “Meanwhile, why don’t you look these over? I can send you-”
“I want them all,” Lexi said eagerly.
“Damn, girl! Okay!” Selene said in happy surprise. She never figured the normally shy Lexi would have a hidden camera-mugging side. This bode well for her, Selene thought as she generated new possibilities for future modeling sessions. The two girls spent the next ten minutes going over the candid scenes on their phones until a chime sounded for dinner. “Lexi?” Selene said as the unicorn girl started for the door.
“Hmm?”
“You might want to put the rest of your clothes on before going out?”