Feminism Rally Gone Wrong

Jay smiled looking at the women talking before him, a few men showed but the gender distribution was very one sided. Before him was a large committee to discuss the problems feminism was trying to face. Seeing the audience notice him sneaking on stage he quickly threw his cd in the player and raised the volume on the mixer.

Sounds of pornstars fucking during a club remix of his began blasting and yells of rage began. The men quickly began eyeing their female counterparts like teenage boys, their hunger apparent to them. While the women began telling them off they ignored their bodies swelling and molding into hyper sexual forms.

The sexual behavior spread like a plague, the moment a few gave in and began disrobing or dropping to their knees or groaning profanities nearby women witnessing also began to cave. Some stronger women or less aware began yelling at the stage, struggling with their new body weight and sensations.

Athena stood tall near the front completely unaware of some of the lewd actions behind her and swayed her hips angrily posing. She was the head of "Female Representation" a club back at her high school where she and others shared proud stories and features of strong females. And they were about to tackle something extremely important but some chauvinistic asshole just ruined everything. It didn't matter how hot it was to hear women experiencing rapture or how much the music was resonating with her body. She was pissed.

"You need to turn this sexy stuff off like right now please sir, or like- we will be very mad at you!" Athene paused confused for a moment at what she said. Something wasn't right. Also feeling a breeze on her chest she looked down and saw her dress shirt had unbuttoned halfway showing her entire collarbone! Hiking up her skirt she looked at the man ignoring him and approaching the mic. Athene felt lightheaded even bouncing on her heels feeling the skirt tickle the bottom of her ass. The music was infectious and the women screaming like sexual banshees were clearly enjoying themselves. "Can you like-play this some other time? We aren't being sexy right now?"

Beside her still sitting down was her close guy friend Collin, currently eyeing how the skirt teased her ass to him laughed at this, "You telling me right now that your ass peeking out under that shirt and bouncing it around like that isn't you being sexy? You're sexy as fuck right now!"

Realizing she had forgotten about Collin with all the hot music she looked back and pushed the hair behind her ear, "Really? You think so?"

Collin stood up letting Athena bite her lip and admire the tent in his pants. "Athena I've had a crush on you since the beginning of high school and I'm so horny right now I'm starting to think if I don't fuck you right now I might never get the chance!"

Athena was confused, a part of her was upset at what was going on and felt she shouldn't be doing this. But that was because she thought they weren't being sexy and the sexy music was out of place. But Collin told her they were being sexy so the music was perfect! "You really mean that?"

"Fuck yeah!"

Athena turned and rocked her hip out showing off her ample rear, "You like-love my ass in this skirt?"

Collin grabbed her ass letting her moan at the sensation and feeling of being claimed. "I love this ass even more out of the skirt."

Athena turned back around to him lightly touching his chest. The loud bass kick was her new heartbeat, the fast beating in sync with her pussy quaking in need. This song wasn't just good, it was perfection. It captured her and her desires perfectly and she was going to let them free. Tearing her shirt open to show off her bra and small perky tits she smiled at him, "You know we came here to like-fight against women being seen as like-possessions and shit yeah?" Collin stopped smiling for a moment confused but his eyes staying on her flesh. She pushed him back on the couch at the side of the room they were on. "But like-I don't mind. I kinda want it y'know?"