Kat Dennings, college student on a road to discovery

Author's note: This is my personal plot line for my collar idea. I'll add kink tags where needed. The opening chapter is very vanilla, so nothing will be mentioned here. Updates will be slow, so please be warned, but I'll try to keep them coming. If I feel like it, I might end up adding embedded images at a later date, yours sincerely, CantTankerous

It was a late spring afternoon when I found myself browsing my usual kinky websites again. Sitting naked in my gaming chair, legs wide and hand casually rubbing my clit, ever so slightly. I was looking for a new fix. Whenever I got a new toy, I’d grown tired of them pretty quick, or I found it simply wasn’t for me. After scrolling for a good 5 minutes I stopped and let out a frustrated groan. Turning my chair around, I grabbed my phone and opened it up, deciding to check if I’d gotten any messages. Zero notifications. My frustration was growing. I was pent up like crazy and it seemed like there was no release.

But then my phone pinged. I got a message from one of those sketchy messaging apps I downloaded to keep in contact with some hookups. It was from an account I didn’t recognize, with a link to a store I’d heard of, some witchcraft meets erotica store. I remember checking it out at some point but all of its items seemed like expensive bogus. Wanting to ignore this random message, it was quickly followed up by another: ‘I’m willing to pay for this, if you buy it, slut.’ Ugh, another guy who thought they’d come over tough and strong by calling me slut. Rolling my eyes, I decided to check it out just in case, since it’d be free. Opening the messaging app on my computer I opened the link and prayed I didn’t get a virus. It brought me to the website I remembered, specifically on one item: “The Controllable Invisibility Collar.” I couldn’t help but let out a hearty chuckle. Yeah, right.

Even though I certainly didn’t believe it was magical, I still found the collar rather neat. It was stylish black leather, with a small metal eye attached to the front. Apparently it came with a seamless latch. Looking at the pictures, that seemed true, as I couldn’t see anything that would open or close the collar. Finally I decided to buy it, but first I’d make sure I got paid. Wouldn’t be the first guy to try and scam me. After a bit of back and forth, he finally agreed to pay for half of the price now, and half later once I’d posted a pic with it on, on my OnlyFans. That’s probably how he found me. Doesn’t explain how he got my account name though, strange. Putting those thoughts aside, I ordered the collar, and apparently it would get delivered tonight. Maybe they have a warehouse nearby?

The next few hours I spent mindlessly lounging around my dorm room. It was a Sunday, so there wouldn't be any classes, and my roommate was gone all week on a family emergency or something similar, leaving me mostly on my own. During the weekend, what friends I had here were usually too busy on a Sunday to do anything fun. This made for a very, very boring day. Finally evening rolled around and I received a message on my phone from that store that my package had been delivered. Putting on a tank top and some sweatpants I made my way to the ground floor and retrieved the package. It was in the small mailbox for my floor and I felt slightly relieved nobody saw me as I hauled the small cardboard box back to my dorm room.

Closing the door behind me, I placed it on my desk next to my PC. Opening it, it was filled with mostly Styrofoam along with the collar and a small “Instructions” leaflet. Probably to explain the supposed ‘magic’ of the object. At first I wanted to ignore it, but great big red letters on the front screamed at me to “READ BEFORE WEARING”. Rolling my eyes at the strange amount of panic it projected, I grabbed the small folder. The first warning immediately made me frown: “Caution: Removal of the collar at any point by the wearer will cause it to immediately dissolve. Think carefully before you put it on.” I don’t know what was weirder: the warning itself, or that it felt it needed to reiterate the word ‘wearer’. Since that seemed to be the only thing the instructions wanted to make abundantly clear, I picked it up. It seemed the site had already lied, as it had a pretty visible latch on the back. Already feeling the disappointment at what expectations I had set in, I opened it up. Putting the soft, smooth leather around my neck, what followed was my hands reflexively letting go as I felt it move on its own.

A snapping noise followed by the collar briefly tightening around my neck sent both a wave of shock and arousal through my body. It had quickly loosened again, to become a perfect fit. Must’ve been self-adjusting or the like. It’d explain the price somewhat at least. As I put my hands over the collar to feel how well it fit, I noticed the latch at the back had gone. Moving my hands around in a slight panic I realized the collar couldn’t come off. Quickly beginning to regret my decision I grabbed the small manual. Skipping over the index, not bothering to process any information I didn’t need, I found a page about removal. First it reiterated its warning that removal would cause it to disappear, yadda yadda. As for the actual removal, apparently the trick was to get a hold on the collar at the small metal eye at the front and pull really hard. It’d detect if you were really trying to tug and pop off. Good to know it could at least be removed. Relieved at that crisis being resolved, I moved to get ready for the picture.

Slipping off my tank top and sweatpants once more, I sat down on my bed. Pressing my legs together, I laid my feet under me and leaned back a bit. One hand firmly planted on my mattress, the other held up the phone and snapped the pic. To add an extra touch I bit my lip softly. Uploading it, I added a nice caption: “Got treated to a new toy today, says it’d make me invisible, wouldn’t that be a shame?”

It seemed my mysterious benefactor was a dedicated fan as he soon sent me another message.

“Looks hot on you. Did you try to use it?”

“Use it? It’s a collar lol” I shot back.

“It really can turn you invisible. Try it and send me a private pic and I’ll give the rest of the money.”

That really pissed me off. Not only was he renegotiating the deal, but he also wanted private pictures? Not that easily.

“You’ll have to double your offer if you want those pictures.”

“Fine.”

After sorting out logistics, he put the money into one of those apps that holds the money until a deal has been made and both parties agree to release it. Should’ve used it from the start really, but it’s such a hassle. For this kind of money I didn’t want to take any chances however. Once I saw it was arranged, I told him to wait as I tried to figure out what he meant. Guess I’ll have to read the instructions after all. Seems like the first thing I had to do was ‘Claim ownership’ over the collar. Letting out a deep sigh at the fact I was going along with this superstitious bullshit, I did as was instructed.

“I, Kat Dennings, claim ownership over this collar.”

Aside from a weird tingle in my neck which I chalked up to having a collar around it, nothing special happened so I looked back at the leaflet. Apparently this made me the ‘owner’ of the collar, which could change. This felt more like a setup for some role play than an actual guidebook for a toy. Reading the next page it was as simple as using the activation phrase.

“Activate Collar.”

A brief moment of lightheadedness later and I looked down at myself. Nothing had changed, still as naked as the day I was born, although the small eye in the front seemed to be glowing ever so slightly. Probably a voice recognition software thing that activates an LED. Picking up my phone, I snapped a quick picture and then looked at what I’d gotten. That was…weird. The screen showed my bed, but I was sitting on it, it couldn’t possibly. I took another picture, same thing. And then another. After a few I hurriedly sent one to the mysterious benefactor and started freaking out.

“What the fuck?? Did you like hack my phone or something?”

It couldn’t be. No way that this collar actually worked. I turned on my phone’s camera and yep, there was the wall behind me, and my sheets. No sign of me or the collar. I even resorted to taking a picture with the other side of the camera, but same result. Holy shit, it was actually turning me invisible? Using the phrase “Deactivate collar”, I turned it off and just as it was, I showed up on my camera again. This was amazing. I grabbed my tank top and quickly put it on before activating the collar again. Seems like it didn’t affect my clothes. Although my earrings did. I’d have to test the limits later. First I checked my phone and saw the money had been released into my bank account. Next I saw he had messaged me.

“Perfect. Enjoy your new toy.”

That was it? No further requests, no teasing or gloating that he’d found this new thing. Maybe that was for the better. In any case I’d just earned a nice sum for just sending him a picture of my bed, basically, so I was more than satisfied. Tonight I’d spend testing things out in my dorm room and reading the instructions a bit more, but tomorrow the fun begins.