Certainly something fun

Lisa’s mind was racing. Despite the late hour, she felt energized, as if she hadn’t been up and about the whole day yet again. She certainly didn’t feel like going to bed.

Considering how comfortable the boots were, Lisa was more than tempted to try out the rest of the clothing. Her mind had wandered more than once to the still-secured and innocuous-looking clothing articles still hanging in her vault. She idly wondered how the skirt or the shirt would look once combined with the spheres…

But that idea didn’t last long. As much as she enjoyed the current moment, dressed in nothing but panties and a pair of void boots, Lisa was also exceptionally patient. And using up the spheres seemed like a foolish thing to do when they might well be able to multiply themselves at a reasonably quick pace.

After all, she could try that tomorrow or even later. Nothing was running away from her.

As she struck a pose she particularly liked, looking over her shoulder into the mirror, she wondered how other people would react to her.

She knew that the boots she was wearing were likely dangerous in some way, but nobody else would. To the vast majority, they would look at worst like some pair of fetish boots and at this moment, that turned Lisa on, if she was honest with herself. She couldn’t feel any sort of abyssal energy radiating from them that would give her away. It was a tempting prospect: Go out and party like she hadn’t done in a long time.

Lisa was sure that she would enjoy it. Everything seemed to be enjoyable right now. But the idea of once again dancing and drinking, men and women close to her, dancing with her and maybe more than dancing, too… Without noticing she started to sway a little, remembering an old song she loved back when she was still regularly going out with her friends. Her hands started to wander across her body. She started to feel hot… aroused even.

But the fantasy wouldn’t last against reality. The fear that maybe another Warden would see and recognize her got her out of her daydream. She didn’t want to make any waves. In fact, she was afraid of it. Making waves might mean Central would discover what she was doing. With a bit of a delay, she also considered that she had no idea why the void boots didn’t give off anything that would allow others to detect them.

And the idea to go out without wearing the void boots didn’t even enter her mind.

Frustration started to replace her excitement. Here she was, looking and feeling amazing and somehow she would have to just sit here in her apartment, alone on what should have been her free weekend.

Then Lisa bit her lower lip and grinned. Alone didn’t have to mean bored, did it? She sauntered over to her bed, her frustration bleeding away as she ran her hands across her sides down to her panties. Hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her underwear she pushed them down, stepping out of them without breaking her stride. The confidence she felt doing that made her swaying gait even more pronounced.

Who would’ve thought that all these endless training sessions to teach her proper coordination would come in handy like that? And it helped that she had never worn heels that felt so comfortable and natural to walk in as these. She sat down on the edge of her bed, spreading her legs as she did so.

Lisa wasn’t sure why she felt so aroused, but she did. Just imagining some hot guy or gorgeous girl rarely did it for her. But as she started to gently rub her nether lips with her right hand, her mind wandered back to her earlier fantasy and her eyes closed.

She could almost hear the music and feel the heat of a packed club. In her fantasy, she was dancing with less inhibition and more confidence than she ever had in the past. She would’ve gotten the attention of some, looking stunning as she did in her new boots. And no doubt there would be someone interesting among those.

She laid down on the bed and kept playing with herself, teasing an engorged clit and a finger slowly trailing between her folds but not quite entering. A smile plays on her lips as she gets comfortable on top of her sheets.

Yes, there would be someone interesting. They would start dancing together. First, not quite close they would take the other in. In Lisa’s mind, the appearance of the person was in flux. One moment she was looking and a self-assured tall man and a handsome face. The next she was dancing ever closer to a breathtaking redhead in a revealing dress.

Her rubbing and teasing grew more insistent and her left hand wandered to her breasts, immediately noticing her hard nipples. Short breaths and quick moans were leaving her lips.

Lisa’s hands were on the toned rear of the redhead and they were dancing to the music as one. Her hands were moving up, to the broad shoulders of the handsome man. He bowed forward and kissed her neck, Lisa she gasped and pushed herself closer to him hands running through his hair. That long beautiful red hair and those dextrous small fingers whose touch Lisa can almost feel on her own back.

No thought was wasted on who she would’ve preferred, man or woman, her dream date switching without rhyme or reason. Her own fingers slipped inside her and started slowly thrusting. Every now and then her other hand also slipped between her legs, flicking and pinching her clit, before returning to massaging her breasts.

After almost making out on the floor they would get a quick drink and leave, joking and laughing, groping and touching. Lisa felt like she could almost smell the soft perfume of the redhead as they kissed in the back of a cab. She could almost feel a soft stubble when her lips touched his.

On her bed, her hips bugged. She had pushed herself to the middle of the bed without noticing, her legs were spread and her heeled feet planted on her sheets as if she was waiting for someone to join her.

And in her mind she did. Her own confusion increased as her fingers worked furiously, bringing her closer and closer to her pinnacle. Fantasies of her and a constantly changing other in her bed. Her legs were wrapped around someone and the feeling of her fingers inside her and her fantasies in her head bled together as a roiling wave of pleasure crashed into her, washing her senses away in an orgasmic peak. Her toes curled up inside the boots and her left hand gripped her bedsheets. A silent gasp was followed by a long moan and her fingers slipped out of her.

Not long after Lisa’s eyes slowly opened and she was back alone in her room. The light was still on and a bit blinding, but she didn’t care. She felt great and knew that whatever she had been thinking about, soon she could make it a reality.

After a bit longer, Lisa got up and started slipping off the boots. Despite how perfectly they had stuck to her legs, they were quite easy to remove. Part of her didn’t want to remove them, but she wasn’t going to sleep in skin-tight shoes from hell, regardless of how comfy they were.

She didn’t bother getting another pair of underwear and with a flick of her wrist, a tiny little ball of air raced towards the light switch and flipped it. The light went out and Lisa hoped she didn’t damage the switch, but she didn't really care.

What she cared most about as her mind drifted off to sleep was that an interesting day was ahead of her.