Changing Room

“Thanks, Becca. I owe you one.” Maddy tells Becca with an appreciative smile.

Maddy is sitting naked on the built-in bench attached to the wall, hugging her knees. The wall of this changing room is on the left, while the mirror is on the right. The dress she picked out for the gala event tomorrow night is hanging on the wall opposite the door. Clean and unbloodied. The floor and the seating, on the other hand, is glistening under the light from the mix of Maddy’s juices and blood.

Becca hands her wet wipes from her bag to wipe her bloodied hands. Maddy winces in pain as she wipes the blood off of one of her hands that she bit to stay quiet. The bite didn’t penetrate her skin, but it’s still sore from the **** of her bite. The blood seems to have come from her other hand, with her middle and ring fingers covered in bright red blood.

“As I’ve said, there’s no need to thank me.” Becca assures her.

“You got Mr. Craig out of here. I couldn’t have done that without you.” Maddy points out, making Becca take a deep sigh.

“You’re welcome.” Becca tells her dismissively, and Maddy can’t help but chuckle at the thought of her forcing Becca to just take her gratitude. It doesn’t take long for Maddy’s chuckle to turn into laughter. Maddy’s laugh quickly devolves into a manic one though… and then into a crying fit.

Becca remains calm in the situation, almost as if she was anticipating this progression of emotions from Maddy. Not wanting to look domineering, she sits right next to Maddy on the bench and allows Maddy to lean into her while crying. Becca remains silent, and only looks at her reflection in the mirror as a laugh-crying naked teenager sits next to her.

It takes another few minutes for Maddy to recompose herself, snorting up the snot that’s flowing freely from her. Becca silently takes the box of tissues that she asked Paige to get her, and gestures them to Maddy so that she could get some to wipe the fluids flowing from her face.

“Thanks.” Maddy says to Becca before blowing her nose, and wiping her tears with tissues.

…

“Sorry if I’m keeping—” Maddy starts apologizing and Becca immediately puts a stop to it by talking over Maddy.

“I choose to be here, Maddy.” Becca tells her warmly.

…

…

Realizing that Becca’s not giving her more than that, Maddy begins to clean herself up more thoroughly. She wipes her thighs and pussy where there’s still blood with the wet wipes, before drying it off with some tissues. Maddy gets off the bench and gets more wet wipes to clean the floor, and it’s this action that causes Becca to speak up once more.

“Leave it. It’s better if that’s mopped clean.” Becca advises Maddy, who stands up after hearing Becca’s advice.

“I guess I should get dressed now?” Maddy asks Becca awkwardly.

“That is up to you.” Becca answers her. “Are you feeling comfortable enough to go back to Jay’s place?” Becca asks her.

“I-uh~...” Maddy stumbles for an answer. She looks at the mess she made on the floor, before coming to terms with the honest answer. “No. Not really.” Maddy answers Becca.

“Then we can stay here some more if that’s what you prefer.” Becca answers.

“No~, I’ve taken up enough of your time. I’m going to go get—” Maddy answers Becca right back, and Becca interrupts her from finishing her thought.

“Like I’ve already stated, I choose to be here. You asked me for help, so I’m here to help. What you feel comfortable doing is what I concern myself with.” Becca tells her.

“I’d be more comfortable if I put my clothes back on now.” Maddy awkwardly answers in a joking manner, but Becca gestures to Maddy’s clothes on the side that she’s welcome to get dressed.

“It doesn’t mean I want to go back yet though.” Maddy admits, as she walks towards her clothes to put them on again. She waits for Becca’s response, but it doesn’t come.

Maddy looks away from her clothes and back towards Becca again, who is still looking at her reflection in the mirror, before she notices Maddy looking at her. Becca gives Maddy a nod that she understands Maddy’s request, before looking back at her reflection again.

Maddy gives herself one more go through with the wet wipes and tissues before putting her clothes back on again. The room is awkwardly silent as the two of them don’t talk to each other the entire time that Maddy is getting changed. Once Maddy has her top and jean shorts back on, she finally has enough of the silence.

“Are you not going to ask me what happened?” Maddy shyly asks Becca; although, there’s a hint of some frustration in her tone.

“You told me not to ask when I first checked up on you, so I’m only doing as you ask.” Becca answers her.

“That was before Mr. Craig left!” Maddy points out, her frustration more evident; but she immediately catches herself and goes back to a more shy demeanor. “You can… you can ask me now. It’s the least I can do since you helped me.” Maddy tells Becca.

“If you want to talk about it, Maddy, you may do so. I have enough information to make a sensible enough deduction of what occurred here so you need not explain it to me. I don’t want to add to the discomfort you are feeling by pressuring you to talk about it.” Becca explains, and Maddy immediately blushes upon hearing Becca’s reasoning. Maddy realizes that she misinterpreted Becca’s behavior for coldness, when Becca is still only trying to support her with her actions.

“Don’t worry. I don’t feel pressured. I just… I feel like I need to explain my actions.” Maddy tells Becca.

“You need not explain to anyone. You did what you did.” Becca tries to assure Maddy. “It’s no different than what Stella and Jay did in the adjacent room.” Becca adds on, making it clear to Maddy she knows what happened here.

“I just… I didn’t think there’d be so much blood.” Maddy tells Becca.

“I understand your concern. Based on my own experience only, this is more than the amount of blood when I tore my hymen, so I cannot say that this amount is not a lot; but it doesn’t mean that this is not a normal amount for you.” Becca assures Maddy.

“What I am more curious about is the amount of liquid on the floor. How did that occur, may I ask?” Becca asks Maddy, recognizing that Maddy’s comfortable with the conversation.

“Um… I… I-uh… I orgasmed? I guess?” Maddy answers Becca.

“Outwardly?” Becca asks, even more curious.

“Uh… yuh… yes. Yes?” Maddy answers, unsure if revealing that she did ejaculate outwardly is good or not.

“Has that ever occurred to you before, or only now that you’ve masturbated with penetration?” Becca asks.

“This is-uh… this is the first time it’s happened to me, yes. Is that… is that not normal?” Maddy asks.

“It’s normal, Maddy. You can relax about that. It seems you have a predisposition to squirt when brought to orgasm by penetration.” Becca tells Maddy. “I only asked since Jay might enjoy learning that information some day.” Becca teases Maddy, who goes red from embarrassment. Becca laughs, and tells Maddy she’s only joking. Maddy chuckles, feeling that she can finally be more relaxed with Becca now.

“By the way, um… how did um… how did the boy you were doing it with react when he saw the blood?” Maddy asks Becca.

“The horse I was riding didn’t much care.” Becca answers Maddy nonchalantly, and the answer is somewhat lost in translation as Maddy’s look of horror is immediate and apparent.

“Your imagination is appalling, Maddy!” Becca says, chuckling at Maddy’s perverted thought. “I tore mine while I was horseback riding — is what I meant.” Becca clarifies.

“You lost your virginity to a… uh~...” Maddy starts asking, but unable to continue as she is very much aware that she’s not going to word her question properly.

“I lost my virginity to a human male. Yes. It was a dull affair if I must share.” Becca tells Maddy.

“You and the boy did it while riding a horse?” Maddy asks to clarify, and her line of questioning sends signals to Becca that she has a misunderstanding of something.

“Maddy, are you under the impression that if you tear your hymen you’re no longer a virgin?” Becca asks Maddy straightforwardly.

“I mean… that’s what my older sister told me…” Maddy answers shyly.

“Then both of you have been misinformed.” Becca tells Maddy, giving the latter no room for argument with how confident she stated it. “Your first time is your first time, hymen or no hymen.” Becca tells her.

…

“Is that why you cried? You thought you lost your virginity?” Becca asks, as Maddy sits down next to her again. Maddy just silently nods, before resting her head on Becca’s shoulder. Becca doesn’t look towards Maddy, but looks at their reflection in the mirror; and Becca can’t control herself from smiling.

“You said your first time was dull?” Maddy asks Becca, trying to learn more about her.

“Incredibly so.” Becca admits. “It was dull, but incredibly easy to remember. Note that I said it’s easy to remember and not memorable.” Becca sets up her joke.

“What makes it easy to remember?” Maddy asks for the punchline.

“He put it in, he came, and he slept. If you only need to remember three things to describe it, I’d say that’s quite easy to remember, wouldn’t you say?” Becca jokes, making Maddy give a genuine laugh.

“Do you feel any regret that your first time was like that?” Maddy asks.

“No.” Becca answers succinctly. Becca notices that Maddy begins to think deeply after hearing her answer.

“It’s pointless to pressure yourself to have a special or perfect ‘first time’. It’s a fool’s errand.” Becca tells Maddy.

“I-I don’t need it to be perfect.” Maddy admits. “I just… I just didn’t think it would be inside a clothing store changing room by myself while I listened in on the person I wanted to give my virginity to have sex with someone else in the other room.” Maddy explains.

“Did you feel jealous of Stella?” Becca asks.

“No… Yes. Actually. Yes. I can admit it.” Maddy answers. “I was so horny from hearing Mr. Craig make her feel good, I wanted to be her. Take over for her. When I heard her complain about where he should cum, all I could think of was how she was taking something I want so badly to have for granted.” Maddy explains. Becca doesn’t react, as she already had an idea that that’s how Maddy felt.

“It’s why I knew I wouldn’t be able to stand seeing them right after. I know I’ll be snarky, and passive-aggressive, and jealous, and probably **** myself onto him just to release more of this… uncontrollable urge to be with him.” Maddy explains. Becca takes a mental note of the last few words, as she interprets it as the effect of having a maxed Lust Score.

“Does that urge still persist?” Becca asks her. Maddy nods while still resting her head on Becca’s shoulder.

“Then you can join me for the rest of the day. I’m dropping by Vivian’s place after this, and you haven’t eaten in Dorsia yet, have you? I’ll treat you to dinner.” Becca tells her, and Maddy can’t help but smile at the thought.

Maddy notices her reflection in the mirror now too. Seeing herself with her head on Becca’s shoulder, both of them with wide grins on their faces, she realizes how she’s already building so many close relationships with the people she’s met in her short stay in this city.

“Thanks for choosing to be here with me, Becca.”