But that's not the only Cunningham encounter...

Violet Garcia

What an incredible day! What an incredible life, honestly. Even since Matt got that remote, things just seem to be getting better and better for me. I wouldn't say my old life was boring, but compared to how things are now, it's like a night and day difference. First, I started getting horny all the time, then I started finding just about everything sexy, then I got the ability to fuck nearly all day, and now... well now, I can pretty much do whatever I want. Any idea my perverted mind can come up with is fair game. At least, that's what it seems like based on my little test.

I feel my pussy tingle a bit as I remember everything that happened in the library. I got to have sex with Matt in public, then convinced some random girl to lick my pussy, all without anyone saying a word! As if what I was doing was totally normal! I even got a guy to take a picture of me and that girl to send to Matt. I really hope he liked that.

What am I saying? Of course he did. This is Matt we're talking about. He may not be quite as big of a pervert as I am, but he definitely has a dirty mind. Why am I suddenly worried he might not like a naked picture of me? I guess with all that romantic stuff we did earlier, I'm just... trying extra hard to make sure he's happy. I mean... I finally admitted that I love him. And then he said it back. That's a big deal! I don't want to mess it up now, even if I'm sure Matt would tell me there's no way I could. You can't blame me for wanting to be a good girlfriend.

Speaking of Matt, I wonder how he's doing with Ms. Bitch. Given how long I spend with someone's face between my legs, I would assume he's probably at the sorority house by now. Ugh. I don't even want to imagine what the other girls over there are like. Believe it or not, I actually did consider joining a sorority my freshman year (though not the one Christina's in). I ended up deciding against it because all the girls there seemed a bit too wild for me. Huh. How ironic. Still, I think I made the right call on that one. Besides, harems are way fun than sororities anyway.

Alright, that's enough thinking. Time for some action! I still have a lot more ideas for things I can do with this whole public immunity thing, so there's no time to waste. I take a moment to take stock of my surroundings before I make a move. I'm currently sitting on a bench near the entrance to the library. I took a brief break to sit here and collect my thoughts. My intention was to only stop for a second, but I guess I ended up resting for a bit longer than I had initially planned. But that's okay. I still have plenty of time before my next class. Although now that I think about it, there's no reason that my antics have to stop because of class anymore. I can just do all that stuff there too! Man, this final attribute is amazing!

As I look around, I see there aren't that many people around here. Well that's no fun. What's the point of being able to get off anywhere at any time is there's no one around to see you do it?

Now let's see... where would there be a lot of people right now...?

I've got it! The cafeteria! It should be about time for lunch, so I bet all the cafeterias on campus are packed! The library had a decent number of people, but imagine the crowd that could be present for my display in the cafeteria. Just the thought is making my pussy throb.

My mind is made up. I'm going to the cafeteria. In particular, I decide to head to the one that Matt and I usually eat at with Bianca. It just feels appropriate. I hop up from the bench and skip over to the cafeteria. And when I say "skip", I literally mean it. Turn's out, skipping for a prolonged period of time is actually a lot harder than you might think. But I managed to keep it up the whole way there, mainly due to the fact that with every skip, the bottom of my dress rides up ever so slightly. By the time I make it to my destination, my pussy and the bottom half of my ass are clearly visible to everyone. And as you would expect, aside from a number of lustful stares, no one seemed to mind.

Once I calm myself down enough to pull my dress back down, I make my way inside. Alright, now comes the hard part: deciding what I actually want to do. Public nudity is an obvious choice, but it has to be more than that. Maybe I could try to squirt into a pot of something they're cooking? Well, I'm not exactly that well-versed in the art of squirting. I should probably practice that at some point. Besides, just because I can do sexual stuff in public doesn't mean they'll let me into the kitchen for no reason. I am still a student. I could fuck myself with a cucumber or some other food item. I've been wanting to try that. Not a bad place to start. Then maybe I could-

Wham! Thud!

Before I have a chance to process anything, I suddenly find myself on the ground, my ass stinging with pain as it presses into the cold tile of the cafeteria floor. Goddammit! I just got knocked over again! How hard is it for people to watch where they're going? If this is that Christina bitch again, I swear, I'm going to have a fit.

"Well, well, well... if it isn't one of the wannabe spy girls..."

Wait... that voice... it sound familiar... is that...?

I look up from my position on the ground to try and confirm my suspicions. And the sight that meets my eyes certainly throws me for a loop.

Just as I thought, it's Skye, but... she doesn't look anything like the Skye I met last week. Or even the one I saw yesterday in the coffee shop. The sweet person I picture when I think of her is nowhere to be found. Her typical smile is replaced by an intense scowl, and instead of wearing something bright and colorful, she's instead wearing a more muted maroon dress. A dress that is surprisingly revealing, I might add. I mean, I can basically see her entire leg. Combine that with some impressively high heels, and you've got a look that takes confidence to pull off. And it looks like she has plenty of confidence right now.

Honestly, that outfit looks more like something her sister would wear than her, at least given the limit amount I know about the two. I wonder if Skye stole it from her. Or maybe she ordered Christina to give it to her. Whatever the case may be, she looks pretty good in it. I also never realized how tall she was before. With those giant heels, she might crack six feet. As much as I hate to say it, being down on the ground, staring up at her gorgeous legs as she towers over me, I can't help but be slightly intimidated. And as it turns out, being slightly intimidated... makes me slightly horny...

"Well? Are you going to say something? I shouldn't have to waste so much of my time waiting around for a worthless little cunt like you," Skye says sternly.

Okay, I have to be honest. I'm not proud of this moment, but when Skye called me a "worthless little cunt," I could feel my pussy start to drip...

"Um... what...?" is all I can manage to ask, despite the millions of questions in my head.

"Don't play dumb with me. I saw you and that older woman come into the coffee shop while I was working yesterday. You guys kept look at me and whispering to yourselves. It was super obvious that you were up to something. News flash, idiot: if you want to keep a low profile in a coffee shop, maybe try ordering something," Skye explains, which makes me feel a pit in my stomach. "Now stop wasting my time and tell me what you two were doing."

Instantly, I feel an intense urge to tell Skye about the investigation Helen and I went on. I have to physically tense up to stop myself from talking. Is this what Skye's attribute does? What the hell? Why is it so strong? And why does this whole situation turn me on so much?! I guess that last one is because of my attributes. I might enjoy dominating every now and then, but submission gets me going just as much.

Seeing my resistance causes Skye to get annoyed. I don't think I'll forget what she does next for the rest of my life. She walks over to me, lifts up one of her feet, and places it onto the crotch of my dress. Directly. On. My. Pussy.

"W-what are you...? You can't..." I try to say through my cracking voice.

"I can't what? Show a cunt her place? As far as I'm aware, there's nothing wrong with what I'm doing," Skye responds.

Okay, this is bad. For some reason, I can't bring myself to move. It's like all my limbs are made of gelatin. I could really use some help. I start looking around for someone, anyone who can get me out of this situation. Surely, with all these people around, one of them can do something. But I can't seem to attract any attention. A few people look in our direction, but not a single one of them seems to show the slight bit of concern for what's happening.

And that's when it hits me. No matter how my brain feel about this situation, my body is getting turned on from Skye stepping on me... which means this is sexual... which means everyone thinks this is completely normal. Oh no.

"Now let's try this again," Skye says as she grind her foot into me a little. "Tell me why you and that other woman were at spying on me yesterday."

Needless to say, I'm starting to panic. Between my compulsion to obey her, my brain fogging up from being so horny, and my newfound anxiety, I feel my will slowly starting to crumple. Bit by bit, the urge just keeps growing inside me. Until eventually...

"We were trying to figure out if you were Skye or Christina," I blurt out.

"And why do you care so much about which one of us is which?" Skye asks. I once again try to remain silent. "Come on. Be a good little cunt and answer the question."

"Because... we had a little mix up and that was the only way to know which one of you was turning into a pig and which one was turning into a dominatrix." Matt... I'm so sorry...

Skye pauses for a moment, clearly caught off guard by my answer. Then she turns away from a moment to think, though her foot remains firmly planted on my crotch.

"Pig and dominatrix... what the hell is she talking about?" She mumbles to herself. "Although, if anyone's been a pig lately, it's Christina. She's been acting like a complete slob. It's not like her. In fact... I've noticed a few weird things going on lately. Almost like..."

A brief look of realization comes across Skye's face. I can tell she hasn't put everything together, but something clearly just dawned on her. And that's when she looks back at me. Once she does, she pushes her foot down even harder. I feel the pleasure inside me building, nearly sending me over the edge. I'm on the verge of cumming. And that's typically when I make the worst decisions.

"Listen very carefully, cunt. You clearly know something I don't. But that won't do at all. After all, I'm in charge here, which means no one should be keeping any secrets from me. So you're going to tell me everything you know about what's going on. With my sister. With the weird stuff happening on campus. Everything," Skye demands.

Shit.