Difficult to say...

As you get up, you notice something is off. You're not the one sitting up! And you're certainly not the one pulling the repulsive grin you saw that boy making. Your hands dart up to your modest tits, and begin molesting them with abandon. "Oh yeah!" You hear your voice get out. "Stupid bitch thought she could beat me. I don't even know why he wanted these two. Only one of them even has anything to write home about. Selfish dick didn't even let me get the nice one." You feel anger rising up inside of you, but not because there's a thief insulting you, but because you feel jealous of Lizz! What is going on? Wait, speaking of Lizz, where is she? "Lizz?! Are you okay?!" you hear your voice shout out. You feel your face go from grinning to pulling a face of utter confusion. Nonetheless, you look over to Lizz. You seem to be back in control, for now!

Meanwhile, Lizz is doing what you just stopped your hands from doing. She has a look of pure lust and heat on her face, while she molests her own, admittedly nicer, tits. As you watch her doing this, you feel a thundering wave of arousal come from deep within yourself. She's talking to herself: "oh yeah, you like that, slut? Those tits were just begging for someone to come and give them the attention they deserve." Somehow, you manage to fight off the first wave of horniness. You call out, "Lizz?! Are you okay? Snap out of it!" This time, her face changes, and her hands immediately drop. "Violet, is that really you?!" She calls out. "It's me! Well, kinda!" And suddenly you lose control again. "You're in here, too? That shouldn't have happened. What is going on?" Lizz looks at you quizzically, as you regain control. "Lizz, I think we're fighting over my body right now!" Suddenly you feel an anger beyond anything you would normally feel. An anger of pure hatred that is not your own. It's like you're reacting to what you're saying, but it's not you. Suddenly, Lizz's body rips her shirt off, and exposes her milky tits to the world, bouncing in a lacy black bra. Any control you had before is gone, now, as the next wave of lust crashes over and annihilates you for a second. Suddenly, your hands are lifting your own shirt off, revealing your own modest pair of tits, your hands mashing away, and ripping off the small bra you have on. A look of utter shock and lust plays across your face as you unsheathe your tits, and you can't help but feel so turned on by it. Your body is responding to itself in a way it never has. As your first nipple was freed, the look went from one of lust and shock to one of utter desperation as you attempted to pull your perky tits up to your own mouth, to try and pop a nipple in. It turned out to be harder than you thought though, and you felt yourself get frustrated, too. Try and try as you might, it was always just a little far away. Now, you became angry, too, because you knew you could get it, if you could just control your hands!

Soon enough, you can. At this point, normally, you might have put your shirt back on and tried to help your friend. This wasn't normal. Instead, you wrapped both hands around your own left tit, reveling in the feeling, as you tilted your perky B-cups upwards the sky, and reached your tongue down to your nipple, successfully grazing it, before you bit it. Suddenly, a wonderful sensation of lust and accomplishment came over you. As you looked to Lizz, you saw she was doing the same thing! Her beautifully pale tits were jiggling just at the barrier of containment as whoever was in control began squeezing and groping her tits from underneath, shaking them around. Finally, Lizz's body looked to you and saw you, mesmerized. "You in there, Jon?" She asked. "Oh yeah, I'm in here," you moaned as your hands continued to move over your body. Wait, why did it feel so good when you said that? "NO!" you shouted. "I am violet. I am violet and this is my body" you managed to break out. But as soon as you said that, you felt your hands exploring more of yourself. "I am violet" you said, as your left hand came up to pinch a nipple. "I am violet, and this is my body" you said, as your right hand snaked its way down to your skirt. "I...am...violet...this...is...my...body" you said, as your lithe and soft body turned over, and lay flat on the ground while looking back at your perky, perfectly shaped and toned ass. "I...violet...my...body" you felt yourself mumble as you stared, mesmerized at how your ass jiggled when you smacked it. "I am violet, and this is my body" you said, as you turned back over, and spread your legs to your friend, with your black panties soaking wet. You reached your hand to the spot down below. You'd never wanted to touch it this bad. "I...am...violet" you got out, resisting from moving your right hand any further, but desperately wanting to, meanwhile your left went back to your throbbing nipple which were hard as rocks. "This...is...my...body..." you said one last time. Finally, your hand found its way all the way down. "my...body..." when you connected with your clit, you felt electric, abuzz, everything was on fire, and everything was so erotic. "my...body...to...****...to...fuck."

With that, you moved your panties to the side, and plunged your fingers into yourself with utter abandon. Fuck, so this is what a girl's pleasure was, you felt the thought pop into your head. Though, not many thoughts were occurring right now.

It was like a bright, white light had gone off in her head. Her left hand was clawing at her own perky breasts, with abandon, while her right pumped in and out of her own pussy. Lizz stared at her, frozen as she saw this. Her own erotic breasts were just moments from being freed. Her nipples peaked out over the black fabric of her bralette. Her perfect, tear-drop-shaped tits, so milky-white and enticing hanging below her vision while her best friend fucked herself with abandon, every so often chanting "my ngghhhhh body...this...mine...body." Her friend cried out louder and louder, ever-higher pitched. *my...guaahhhhhh.....body.....I.... ngghhaaa....violettttt....meeeiiiii...not...her...MEEEEEE.* Lizz saw violet scream, an orgasm ripping through her best friend in the most erotic of ways. Violet's legs shook in pure ecstasy, while her right hand continued pumping in and out of her, and her left hand now just worked her clit. Lizz saw her friend get up, now, and bend over so her ass stuck in the air. Now she began fingering herself with abandon once again, only punctuating it every so often to smack her own ass. Lizz felt her own hands come up and once again grab her left tit, and watched in utter fascination, how the skin rippled and jiggled. Lizz had never been interested in her own tits before, but now they held all of her attention. Unless she could stop this now.