"Nic, go blow one of those guys."

You expect - hope, even - that she'll curse you out and ask what the hell you're talking about. Or at least look at you like you're mad.

"Ok!" She hops up - three heads by the fence plus your own watch as her chest bounces up with her - and springs over the grass towards the fence.

Fuck.

So it is true. Unless there's something else going on here, or... something else else, anyway, people are going to follow orders around here. At least it's something you can use yourself... but then it's also going to work on you, too. You shift uneasily. There's no desire to lie down now, that seems to be gone entirely. But then, it wasn't like there was a desire to do what Nicole said when you did. You just... did it. It seems like it's weaker than whatever happened to your family. Come to think of it, it wasn't like your tits suddenly just changed into - well, what Nic's packing now. If it's because of the tower, maybe it takes longer for these things to take effect, or it's not as strong, or something.

You're wondering how best to avoid the effects of it when the cheers from a short distance away return your attention to what you just did.

Sprinting over the grass you quickly find yourself next to the fence, alongside a kneeling Nic and the guy she's picked to blow over on your side with his pants around his ankles. His friend look on, a mix of shock and surprise rapidly being replaced by joy and lust in equal measure. Whoops.

You reach out to shake your friend away. "Nic, you have to - "

"Hey, gorgeous." One of the guys now hopping the fence to take their turns looks you over while his buddy's attention is rapt on Nicole. "Don't worry, there's plenty of us. Why don't you try sucking me off?"

There's a flaw in your plan, really. Maybe you just weren't thinking it through, but you probably should have at least come up with some idea what a few randy guys were going to say to you. You could've run up there with your fingers in your ears, at least, or just shouted at Nic from where you were.

Of course, since by the time these ideas occur to you you're already kneeling next to Nic, the guy's pants undone, and the command you frantically think of to get them to leave has already been cut off.

"Pfffh!"

Unintelligible orders don't seem to have any effect, in any case, but as you pull of the guy's dick and cough the taste from your mouth, you realise that there's still one person present not currently occupied enough to speak, and as if predicting the future you look up to see him watching you and your friend in wonder.

"Wow, you two are such sluts!"

Beside you Nic's slurping alternates with moans, and you briefly have time to consider how fucking hot that is before diving back down on the guy's cock. Oh, it's not like you know they did this, you think, savouring the smell of hard-earned sweat every time your lips reach his balls, but the feeling of cock in your mouth is just so fantastic after today that you don't really care. So when you see out of the corner of your eye the one still unoccupied guy move behind Nic and reach forward to cup her breasts, all you feel is jealously; both that you're not being felt up, and that someone else gets to play with those awesome tits. Resignedly, you try to keep your eyes on the hands pulling at your friend's nipples, rolling her tits, while you deepthroat this guy's cock.

Maybe later you could try and find someone to give you tits like hers? Maybe that guy earlier on with his cheerleader harem. Fuck, that'd be so hot! Your slit burns, and you feel momentarily annoyed that you got your orders before you could take your clothes off. You slip a hand into your jeans and, holy hell, just touching yourself down there sends sparks flying through your body. Your partner has to grab the back of your head to get you to remember you've got other business right now, but happily even when you're blowing him your fingers between your legs are enough to keep you on a permanent, buzzing high.

Eventually, your partner shoots his load (you notice, smugly, sooner than Nic's) and you're able to watch for a while the unobstructed view of your friend on her hands and knees bouncing between the cock in her mouth and the one up her ass. It's a glorious sight, but she's still hogging most of the guys here, so you reach over and tweak one of her nipples. Almost instantly you see her eyes bug out, and her body begins to spasm the way Nic always does when she's having an orgasm. Understandably, watching the shuddering, jiggling flesh is enough to bring her two partners all the way, too, and Nic's smiling face soon gets a warm coating.

That's weird, you think. Watching Nic get a cumbath usually turns you right the hell on. Right now, all you feel is.... was there something you were forgetting?

Oh.

As the stickiness in your mouth suddenly begins to feel a lot less like a reward for a job well done and more.... just sticky, you try to bring your mind off your naked friend and the three cocks bobbing around you and onto your situation again.

"Go away!"

Luckily for you, whatever's in the air that's causing the mass obeying seems to affect guys, as well, and the three don't even wait to re-buckle their pants before they start to heave back over the fence and shuffle off. You grab Nic's arm as she tries to do the same - making a mental note to be more specific with your orders in future - and with a hurried "Not you, come on!" you pull her back to the side of the pool. After a moment's thought you tell her to go for a swim. She could do with a cleaning off.

As Nic does laps around the edge of the pool you sit back on your lounger and consider. It's been... an education. You pick up Nic's sunglasses, left lying on the grass next to her lounger, and examine them, your mind flashing back to earlier. When the guy with the cheerleaders had purple-flashed them, and it hadn't affected you, for a moment you thought it might have been the glass between you and them that had protected you.... but if sunglasses didn't protect Nic from this light, it's unlikely that was what did it.

Putting them down carefully, you stand up again. At least you know a little more now. And all for the price of a blowjob. Hopefully continuing your understanding isn't going to require more hands-on experience like that. For now, though, you've got another question to ask yourself. You came here to check on Nic - and she's fine, or at least as fine as anyone else around here. If you left her here you could tell her not to sunbathe, try to keep her in her room, but judging by how quickly commands wore off for you she probably won't stay there. For safety's sake you could bring her with you as you try and figure out what's going on. It'd always be useful to have her around - two heads are better than one, even if in Nic's case it's probably more like three-quarters of one. And, guiltily, you think that as easier as it would be to get around on your own, having a... well... "decoy" might be helpful at times.