Marle + Mandy = 'The New Girl'

Marle leaves the university's locker room with a frown and waits for you in the hallway. She was looking forward to running the forest route today, but everyone in the jogging group has canceled on her. Well, everyone except for you, but that doesn't make things better. Marle never liked the way you looked at her. Even now, as she approaches you, she feels like your eyes are scanning her body. Marle gives you the benefit of the doubt and offers a polite smile nonetheless. "Hey Mandy, ready to go?"

"Hello Marle. Where is everyone else?"

"They canceled. No idea why." She shrugs, trying to hide how disappointed she is. "Guess it will just be us two then. Ready to head out?"

"O-Okay."

As they jog into the forest, Marle keeps a steady pace, determined to enjoy the run despite only having you as company. The trees rustle in the wind and birds chirp overhead - nature sounds that should be soothing, yet Marle finds herself increasingly distracted. She catches you stealing glances at her again.

"Listen Mandy, I appreciate you coming along, but..." she huffs, "I really want to focus on my workout right now, okay? Don't mind me."

She speeds up slightly, putting some distance between you two as she tries to ignore the unsettling feeling growing inside her. Why did she agree to this again? Right, because she wanted an excuse to ditch work early and needed the exercise...and definitely NOT because she hoped this might give her a chance to bond with you more outside of classes together. That would be silly. And yet here you both are, lost in thought as the path winds deeper into the woods around you.

"S-Sorry!" Mandy picks up her pace as well, making sure to keep up with Marle. "Wow, you're fast."

Marle laughs breathlessly, not used to keeping such a brisk pace while conversing. "Heh, thanks! Years of practice."

She slows down marginally to allow Mandy to catch up fully. As they jog side-by-side, Marle steals a glance at Mandy out of the corner of her eye. She seems to remember something important.

"Oh hey, before we get too far - you didn't happen to bring any snacks with you, did you? I may have forgotten to pack anything myself..."

She smiles apologetically, knowing she has a habit of losing track of time when absorbed in thought and forgetting to grab essentials. Like eating before a long run. Or using sunscreen. Or double checking if her training bra is actually keeping her assets secure enough this time. Focus, Marle!

"So uh, you excited for spring break starting tomorrow? Any fun plans?"

Marle changes the subject, curious what her study partner enjoys doing in her free time. Hopefully nothing too wild...

Mandy slows down to grab a banana from her bag, handing it to Marle. As they come to a stop in the lush forest, Mandy takes a deep breath. "I-I don't have many friends here yet," she confesses meekly. "I just moved here a few weeks ago." she shrugs and looks away, clearly embaressed.

Marle accepts the banana gratefully, tearing open the peel to take a bite. She chews thoughtfully, considering Mandy's words. Her brow furrows slightly as she studies her companion's face - she hadn't realized Mandy was new to town. That explains quite a bit.

"I see...well, that's understandable. Moving somewhere unfamiliar is tough! You'll make friends eventually, don't worry. In fact..." Marle pauses, swallowing her mouthful. "...maybe we could hang out sometime outside of studying, you know? If you ever want a friendly face to show you around campus or grab coffee with."

The words spill out without much thought beforehand, surprising Marle almost as much as they seem to surprise Mandy based on her wide-eyed expression. But it's true - despite their odd dynamic, Marle feels compelled to extend the olive branch. Besides, having more social connections couldn't hurt either of them. Especially for poor little shy Mandy, all alone in a strange place. And Marle knows firsthand how isolating it can feel to be the only single person among coupled-up friends sometimes. So yes, extending friendship felt right, even if she hadn't planned to voice it aloud until a moment ago.

"...that is, IF you want to, of course. No pressure at all. We can just forget I said anything!"

"R-Really? That would be great!" Mandy bursts out, unable to hide her excitement. Regaining her composure, she admits, "I think you're so cool."

Marle blinks rapidly, surprised by Mandy's enthusiastic response. A pleased smile tugs at her lips as she finishes off the last of her banana. "Aww shucks, aren't you sweet. I think you're pretty cool yourself!"

Pocketing the discarded peel in the small pouch attached to her leggings (littering is a pet peeve of hers), Marle stretches her arms high above her head with a groan, feeling the pleasant ache settling into her muscles already. Maybe having an extra pair of eyes on hand won't be so bad after all, especially if it means she gets to enjoy the scenery guilt-free instead of constantly stressing over whether she's being ogled every five seconds like usual...

"You know, we should probably get back to it before we lose our momentum completely. What do you say we race to that old oak tree up ahead and call it a mile marker? Loser buys smoothies afterwards?"

The playful challenge slips out unbidden, but Marle finds herself genuinely looking forward to seeing Mandy's reaction. Maybe they CAN become real friends after all.

Mandy blushes as Marle stretches. Her eyes dart to Marle's heavy chest causing Mandy to feel jealous all over again. "W-What did you just say?"

Marle notices Mandy's gaze drifting to her chest and quickly crosses her arms over her ample bosom, feeling self-conscious once more. "Uh, I suggested we race to that big oak tree up ahead and use it as a milestone. Whoever wins gets to treat us to smoothies afterward."

She uncrosses her arms, hoping the casual pose will help distract from her obvious discomfort with the attention. "But hey, if you're not up for racing, we can just stick to our regular pace. No biggie."

Despite her attempt to play it cool, Marle can't shake the lingering sense of unease brought on by Mandy's constant stares and compliments. It's flattering, sure, but also unnerving. Especially given her secret desire for a breast reduction.

"Y-You're on!"

Marle grins widely, relieved to hear Mandy accept the challenge. She pats her flat stomach reassuringly. "Great! Just remember, I've been training harder than most people realize."

With renewed vigor, Marle takes off at a sprint towards the distant oak tree. The sound of her pounding footsteps against the dirt trail echoes through the quiet forest around them. Behind her, she hears Mandy scrambling to keep up.

"Just try not to trip over those cute little feet of yours," Marle teases lightly over her shoulder, already halfway there.

Mandy sprints as fast as she can, but Marle is faster.

Panting heavily, Marle skids to a halt beneath the towering oak tree. She turns around in time to see Mandy behind her, a triumphant grin spreading across her face.

"Ha! Told ya I was faster!"

Mandy keeps sprinting, but before she reaches Marle, she stumbles and falls on the ground before the petite woman in front of her.

Marle rushes over to Mandy's fallen form, concern etched onto her features. "Are you alright? You took a nasty tumble there."

She extends a hand to help Mandy up, noticing how flushed and disheveled she appears from exertion. Despite everything, Marle can't help but admire Mandy's determination - it's clear that she's pushing herself hard to keep up.

"Here, let me give you a boost." Offering support under Mandy’s armpits, Marle hoists her back onto her feet with ease. The proximity allows Marle an intimate view of Mandy's petite frame; slim waist leading down to those perky B-cups. The sight sends a jolt through Marle’s system, causing her heart rate to spike momentarily.

Unbeknown to Mandy, her pheromone is released while Marle helps her up. "Thanks!"

Feeling a sudden surge of possessiveness and dominance wash over her, Marle's grip tightens on Mandy's arm. Her pupils dilate as she leans in close, invading Mandy's personal space.

"You're welcome, sweetheart. But maybe next time you should stick closer to me, huh? I don't want you getting hurt again."

Her voice takes on a huskier tone, dripping with seduction and authority. Marle's other hand slides down to rest on Mandy's hip, giving it a firm squeeze. The scent of her own arousal begins to mingle with Mandy's pheromones in the air, amplifying the intoxicating atmosphere.

"Uh... okay." Mandy blushes at Marle's close proximity.

Emboldened by Mandy's submission, Marle presses her body flush against Mandy's, relishing the soft curves she encounters. One hand drifts upwards to cup Mandy's cheek, thumb stroking her bottom lip.

"Mmm, you smell so good. I think I like seeing you blush for me."

Leaning in, Marle captures Mandy's mouth in a dominating kiss, tongue probing past her lips to claim her depths. She nips at Mandy's lower lip, soothing the sting with gentle licks. Her free hand roams Mandy's slender form, squeezing and kneading her breasts through her shirt.

"Wha... What's happening?" Mandy whispers, but doesn't resist Marle's sudden advances.

Breaking the kiss, Marle gazes down at Mandy with a predatory gleam in her eyes. Her fingers continue to toy with Mandy's sensitive nipples, coaxing them to stiff peaks.

"What's happening is you're mine now, sweetheart. My little plaything to use however I please."

Mandy gulps, and her own hands start to explore Marle's body as if guided by an invisible ****. "That... That sounds nice."

Marle chuckles darkly, pleased by Mandy's acquiescence. She guides one of Mandy's wandering hands to her own heaving chest, encouraging her to touch and fondle the generous mounds.

"That's right, baby. Play with these big tits. Squeeze 'em, pinch the nipples. Make me feel good."

As Mandy complies, Marle's own hands roam lower, dipping beneath the hem of Mandy's shorts to tease the warm, damp flesh of her pussy. She strokes the delicate folds, finding Mandy's clit and circling it with deliberate slowness.

"Now, I want you to cum for me. Let me feel that sweet little cunt clench up as you surrender to pleasure."

"Ah!" Mandy gasps and kisses Marle again, with more passion.

Marle moans into the kiss, her hips grinding against Mandy's as she continues to stroke her sensitive clit. She breaks the kiss to whisper hotly in Mandy's ear.

"That's it, cum for me. I want to taste your juices on my fingers."

With a final flick of her thumb, Marle sends Mandy careening over the edge. The petite girl trembles and whimpers, her inner walls fluttering wildly as she rides out her climax. Marle laps up the glistening evidence of Mandy's orgasm, savoring the tangy flavor.

"Mmm, delicious. You're going to make a perfect little fucktoy for me."

Mandy pants, recovering from the orgasm. "I can't believe we just did that!"

Marle smirks, still tasting Mandy's essence on her lips. "Believe it, sweetheart. You're mine now, and I'm going to use you whenever and however I want."

She steps back, admiring the dazed, pliant figure before her. Mandy's clothes are rumpled, her hair mussed, and her cheeks flushed with post-coital bliss. Marle feels a thrill of possession at the sight.

"Whatever you want? Like... like a ****?" But, as her orgasm subsides, so does the pheromone.

As Mandy's pheromones dissipate, Marle suddenly comes to her senses, horrified by her own behavior. She stumbles backwards, nearly tripping over a root in her haste to put distance between them.

"What the hell was THAT?! Oh god, Mandy, I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me..." Marle buries her face in her hands, mortified by her actions. When she lowers them, she sees Mandy staring at her with a mix of confusion and hurt.

"I-It's fine." Mandy sighs. "Do you still wanna be friends with me?"

Marle hesitates, torn between her shame and the undeniable attraction she feels towards Mandy. She knows she shouldn't encourage this, but the memory of Mandy's willing body pressed against hers is seared into her brain.

"I... I do want to be friends. I'm just worried about crossing lines and taking advantage of you." Marle meets Mandy's gaze earnestly. "Tell me you're okay with this, with US, and I promise I'll do my best to control myself. I don't want to ruin our budding friendship."

Mandy shakes her head, offering Marle a sad, but knowing smile "It's not your fault. It's something that happens sometimes..." Mandy sighs again. "It's hard to explain. Just know it might happen again, so if that's a dealbreaker for you, I understand."

Marle nods slowly, processing Mandy's cryptic words. Whatever is happening between them, it seems Mandy isn't entirely opposed to it repeating itself. The knowledge sends a shiver down Marle's spine, equal parts anticipation and trepidation.

"If you're sure, then... I guess we'll just have to take things one day at a time. See where this weird connection leads us." Marle offers a tentative smile, reaching out to squeeze Mandy's hand reassuringly. "For now, let's finish our run, yeah? I could really use the endorphin rush after all that." She winks, trying to lighten the mood. "Race you back to the trailhead!" And with that, Marle takes off at a sprint, leaving Mandy to follow at her own pace.

Mandy is relieved that Marle didn't write her off and follows her.

The remainder of the run passes in relative silence, both women lost in thought as they navigate the winding forest paths. Upon reaching the trailhead, Marle stops to stretch, bending at the waist to touch her toes. She feels Mandy's eyes on her, tracing the curve of her ass, and smirks to herself.

"So, about those smoothies..." Marle straightens up, turning to face Mandy with a playful grin. "Loser buys, right? Guess you'll have to pay since I kicked your cute little butt." She wiggles her eyebrows teasingly. "Unless you want to settle the debt some other way..." The flirtatious comment hangs in the air between them, loaded with innuendo and promise.

"I don't mind doing both," Mandy says, flashing a rare grin.

Marle laughs, charmed by Mandy's bold response. She links their arms together as they walk towards the cafe nearby, enjoying the easy camaraderie building between them.

"Well then, I guess it's my lucky day! How about we hit up that trendy juice bar down the street? Your treat, since obviously you owe me."

She bumps her hip against Mandy's playfully, a mischievous glint in her eye. "And maybe afterwards, if you're feeling adventurous, we could swing by my place for a... private celebration of our successful run."

The suggestive offer is met with a sharp intake of breath from Mandy, her cheeks flushing pink once more. Marle feels a rush of power, knowing she can affect her friend so easily. Perhaps this arrangement wouldn't be so bad after all...

Smoothie Time

Inside the cozy cafe, Marle releases Mandy's arm to approach the counter. She scans the menu board, her brow furrowing in concentration.

"Hmm, decisions, decisions. I think I'll go with the Dragonfruit Dream - it's packed with antioxidants and tastes divine. What about you, Mandy? Anything catching your fancy?"

Marle glances back at her companion expectantly, noting how Mandy's eyes linger on the more decadent options like the Peanut Butter Bliss or Chocolate Hazelnut Delight. A wicked idea forms in Marle's mind, and she turns to address the barista with a conspiratorial wink.

"Actually, scratch that. I'll have a Peanut Butter Bliss and a Chocolate Hazelnut Delight, please. Extra protein powder in both. My treat!"

"N-No! I'm paying. I lost, fair and square!"

Marle waves off Mandy's protest with a dismissive hand gesture, her smirk widening. "Oh come on, relax! I insist. Consider it a reward for being such a good sport during our little competition."

She pays for the drinks, accepting the cups from the barista with a gracious nod. Turning back to Mandy, Marle thrusts one of the smoothies into her hands.

"There you go, sweetheart. Drink up! We'll need our energy for whatever comes next." The suggestive undertone is impossible to miss, and Marle revels in the way Mandy squirms under her heated gaze.

"Y-You're not even curious about what happened?"

Marle takes a sip of her smoothie, eyeing Mandy curiously. "Well, I am intrigued...but I get the feeling it's a story you're not quite ready to share yet. And that's okay. I'm patient."

She sets her drink aside and reaches out to gently caress Mandy's cheek, marveling at the softness of her skin. "We'll get there eventually. For now, let's just enjoy each other's company and see where this unexpected friendship takes us."

Marle leans in close, her lips brushing the shell of Mandy's ear as she murmurs, "Besides, I have a feeling we'll be spending a lot more quality time together soon. Starting with that private celebration I mentioned earlier..."

She pulls back with a wink, watching Mandy's reactions closely.

Mandy lowers her head shyly and blushes.

Marle chuckles softly, amused by Mandy's bashfulness. She takes Mandy's hand, interlacing their fingers as she guides her out of the cafe and towards her apartment.

"C'mon, let's get out of here. I have a feeling you're going to love my place. It's cozy and inviting, just like me."

As they walk, Marle peppers Mandy with light questions about her interests and hobbies, eager to learn more about the intriguing girl beside her. Mandy answers tentatively at first, but gradually opens up under Marle's attentive listening and genuine interest.

Marle's Place

Before long, they arrive at Marle's building. She unlocks the door to her modest studio apartment, ushering Mandy inside. "Welcome to my humble abode! Make yourself comfortable while I freshen up a bit."

"T-Thanks." Mandy looks around while Marle heads to another room.

After a quick shower and change into comfy loungewear, Marle returns to find Mandy sitting awkwardly on the couch, clutching her smoothie cup. She plops down beside her, draping an arm casually across the back of the sofa.

"Relax, Mandy. This is a judgment-free zone." Marle nudges her foot against Mandy's playfully. "So tell me, what do you think of my place? Cozy enough for you?"

She arches an eyebrow suggestively, waiting to gauge Mandy's reaction. Part of her hopes Mandy will take the bait and reciprocate her flirtations, while another part fears rejection. It's a confusing mix of emotions, but Marle trusts her instincts - and right now, they're telling her to seize the moment and pursue whatever this thing is between them.

"I-It's very nice. I can't believe I'm actually here. I just wish I could also freshen up and not be a sweaty mess." she laughs awkwardly.

Marle laughs, squeezing Mandy's shoulder affectionately. "Aw, don't worry about it! Sweat is natural. Besides, I kinda like the post-workout glow on you. Makes you look... edible."

She licks her lips slowly, letting the implication hang in the air. Then, sensing Mandy's discomfort, Marle shifts gears. "But hey, if you really want to freshen up, feel free to use my bathroom. Towels are in the cabinet."

"B-Before we continue this, I really need to talk to you. E-Explain things about my... condition."

Marle sits up straighter, her curiosity piqued. "Your condition? What exactly are you talking about, Mandy?"

She tilts her head, studying Mandy intently. There's a vulnerability in her friend's eyes that Marle hasn't seen before, and it tugs at her heartstrings. Whatever Mandy needs to share, Marle resolves to listen without judgment.

"Look, I know we haven't known each other long, but I consider you a friend. And friends support each other through thick and thin. So go ahead, tell me what's on your mind. I'm all ears."

"What happened in the forest... It happened before. It happens a lot, actually. My doctor said it's like a pheromone that triggers other people to... well, you know how you felt." Mandy lowers her gaze.

Marle's eyes widen in shock, but she remains silent, allowing Mandy to continue at her own pace. She squeezes Mandy's hand comfortingly, silently urging her to elaborate.

"I see. So basically, when you're aroused or stressed, your body releases this chemical that affects others around you, making them feel dominant and lustful towards you?" Marle clarifies, trying to wrap her head around the concept.

"I know, it sounds like fiction. No one believes me until they experience it themselves. That's why I tend to keep my distance from most people. Well, unless I like them." Mandy smiles weakly.

Marle nods slowly, digesting the information. She can't imagine living with such a unique and potentially dangerous ability. It must be incredibly isolating for Mandy.

"I can't even begin to imagine how difficult that must be for you. To always have to be cautious around others, never knowing when your pheromones might trigger an unwanted reaction." Marle's heart goes out to Mandy, and she instinctively pulls her into a comforting hug.

"But you know what? I believe you. And I'm here for you, no matter what. We'll figure this out together, okay? I won't let anyone take advantage of you or make you feel ashamed of who you are."

She holds Mandy tightly, pouring all her sincerity and support into the embrace.

"Do you wanna know a secret?"

Marle raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Mandy's sudden secretive demeanor. She leans in closer, mirroring Mandy's posture. "Of course! I'm all ears. What's on your mind, sweetheart?"

Her voice is low and soothing, creating an intimate bubble between them. Marle can practically feel the tension crackling in the air, anticipation building with each passing second as she awaits Mandy's revelation.

"I really, really like it when it happens."

Marle's breath hitches in her throat, caught off guard by Mandy's confession. She swallows hard, her mind reeling with implications. On one hand, she understands the allure of yielding control, of surrendering to primal desires. But on the other hand, there's a nagging sense of unease, a warning bell ringing in the back of her mind.

"I... I see. That's quite an admission." Marle chooses her words carefully, not wanting to judge or condemn Mandy for her feelings. Instead, she reaches out to caress Mandy's cheek tenderly. "But you know what? It's okay to have complicated feelings about this. It's a lot to process, and there's no right or wrong way to react."

She searches Mandy's eyes, trying to read the emotions swirling within them.

Mandy leans in for a kiss

Marle's eyes flutter closed as Mandy's lips meet hers, a wave of desire washing over her. She melts into the kiss, her hands sliding up Mandy's sides to tangle in her hair. The world fades away, leaving only the heat of their bodies and the urgency of their embrace.

When they finally break apart, both panting and flushed, Marle rests her forehead against Mandy's. "Fuck, you drive me crazy," she murmurs, her voice rough with longing. "I want you so badly it hurts."

She claims Mandy's mouth again, kissing her deeply and passionately, pouring all her pent-up hunger into the act. Her hands roam freely over Mandy's curves, mapping out the dips and valleys of her body with reverent touches.

As her arousal increases, the pheromone is released.

The moment Mandy's pheromones fill the air, Marle's inhibitions vanish. A feral growl rumbles in her chest as she pins Mandy against the couch, her body pressing down on hers.

"You're mine now, Mandy. Mine to use and **** as I please." Her voice is husky with desire, laced with an underlying note of domination. "And I intend to take full advantage of this situation."

Marle trails hot kisses down Mandy's neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin. Her hands roam lower, pulling at Mandy's shorts to gain access to her needy sex.

"Oh god!"

Marle chuckles darkly, her teeth grazing Mandy's collarbone. "Oh, we're just getting started, sweetheart."

She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of Mandy's shorts and pushes them down her thighs. Her fingers trace over the slick folds of Mandy's pussy, gathering the wetness to coat two digits before pushing them inside her.

"Such a tight little cunt. I can't wait to fuck you senseless."

Marle's fingers work expertly, curling and twisting to hit all the right spots. She watches Mandy's face contort with pleasure, her own arousal spiking at the sight.

"God, you're so fucking sexy when you're writhing underneath me. Keep moaning like that and I might just have to take you right here on this couch."

Her words are punctuated by deep, punishing thrusts of her hand. She leans down to capture Mandy's mouth in a bruising kiss as she rubs circles over her clit.

"Oh yes! Don't stop!"

Marle grins against Mandy's lips, her thrusts growing more erratic as she chases the sweet release she knows is imminent.

"Oh, I'm not stopping until you've cum all over my fingers, sweetheart. Not until you're a quivering mess beneath me."

Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she nibbles on Mandy's lower lip. "Now scream my name, Mandy. Scream it loud and proud."

"MARLE! I'M CUMMING!"

Hearing Mandy's cry of release, Marle can hardly contain her own pleasure. She continues to pump her fingers, riding out Mandy's orgasm until she's left twitching and spent beneath her.

"That's it, sweetheart. Give in to the pleasure. Let it consume you."

Once Mandy's convulsions subside, Marle withdraws her hand slowly, bringing her glistening fingers to her mouth. "Mmm, delicious. Can't wait to taste more of you."

Mandy pants heavily, looking down at Marle with post-orgasmic bliss "Thank you!"

Marle grins, her lips shiny with Mandy's arousal. "For what? Making you cum so hard you saw stars? Or maybe it was the whole owning-you thing? Either way, you're welcome."

She leans in to capture Mandy's lips in a slow, sensual kiss. As their tongues dance together, Marle can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Yes, this...this was exactly where she wanted to be.

As they kiss and Mandy's orgasm susbsides, so does the pheromone.

As the pheromone fades, Marle becomes aware of her surroundings once more. She pulls away from Mandy slightly, panting heavily as she tries to regain her composure.

"Shit, that was intense." She runs a hand through her tousled hair, glancing down at Mandy with a mixture of lust and concern. "Are you okay? Did I go too far?"

Marle's voice is filled with uncertainty, but she refuses to regret what just transpired between them. It may have started as a simple fling, but now...now she feels something deeper for Mandy.

"No!" Mandy assures her, "I-I told you I like it when it happens. And I think it's high time I returned the favor." Mandy kneels before Marle, who's sitting on the floor. "May I?" Mandy's hands slide up Marle's legs.

Marle nods, a shiver running down her spine as Mandy's hands venture higher. She bites her lower lip, trying to suppress a moan. "Yeah, go ahead."

Mandy pulls down Marle's panties and lifts her loungewear to reveal her glistening sex.

Marle gasps, her back arching off the floor as Mandy exposes her wet sex. A shudder of anticipation courses through her body, making her clench the couch cushions tightly.

Mandy begins licking Marle's pussy, while Marle removes her clothing.

Marle lets out a guttural groan as Mandy's tongue makes contact with her sensitive flesh. She throws her head back, gripping the couch tighter as waves of pleasure ripple through her.

"Oh fuck, Mandy! That feels incredible." Her voice is ragged, raw with need. She spreads her legs wider, granting Mandy better access to her aching cunt.

Mandy moans into Marle's wet sex. "Girls are the best at pleasing other girls, don't you agree?" she breathes before she continues her ministrations.

Marle's breath hitches in her throat, a strangled moan escaping her lips as Mandy's words sink in. The realization that she's not just getting pleasure from a skilled lover, but from another woman, sends a surge of excitement coursing through her veins.

"Yes! Fuck yes, you're killing me here." She grips Mandy's hair tightly, guiding her movements with **** thrusts of her hips. "Keep going, sweetheart. I'm not done with you yet."

Mandy sucks on Marle's clit, increasing the pace.

Marle's entire body tenses as Mandy focuses her attention on her clit, the combination of sensations driving her to the brink of insanity. She cries out, bucking her hips involuntarily as the pressure builds.

"Oh God, Mandy! I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off into a series of incoherent moans and gasps. Finally, with a shuddering cry, she succumbs to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

Mandy expertly pleases Marle through her orgasm.

Marle's body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She clenches her fists, digging her nails into the couch cushions as she rides out the intense orgasm.

"Oh fuck, Mandy! That was...that was amazing." She pants heavily, struggling to catch her breath. Gradually, her body relaxes, sinking back into the plush cushions of the couch.

"Jesus Christ, you really know how to handle a woman." Marle reaches out to pull Mandy into a lingering kiss. "You're incredible."

"Thanks," Mandy replies with a shy smile. "Was I... your first? I mean woman. Are you usually into guys?"

Marle chuckles, running her fingers through Mandy's hair affectionately. "First woman? Yeah, I suppose you were. But honestly, I've been questioning my sexuality for a while now. Being with you... it just feels so right."

She leans in to press a tender kiss to Mandy's forehead. "I think I've been missing out on something special by limiting myself to men. Maybe this is the universe's way of showing me what I've been missing."

A mischievous glint enters her eyes as she adds, "Plus, I gotta admit, having a gorgeous girl like you worship my body is pretty damn thrilling."

Mandy grins, "You're much more gorgeous than me. Your breasts alone. God, I would kill for a pair of those!"

Marle laughs, shaking her head in amusement. "You're too kind, Mandy. But trust me, these puppies are more trouble than they're worth sometimes."

She gestures to her ample bosom, a hint of self-consciousness creeping into her expression. "Especially when I'm trying to run or exercise. It's like carrying around two extra watermelons!"

Despite her words, Marle can't help but preen a little under Mandy's appreciative gaze. It's not often she gets compliments on her body, especially from other women.

"I haven't considered that. Still, I would trade in a heartbeat," she muses. "Alright, I really gotta take you up on that shower offer, especially after this."

Marle grins, rising to her feet and stretching languidly. "Be my guest. Towels are in the cabinet, and there should be plenty of hot water. Take your time; you've earned it."

While Mandy is under the shower, Marle's doorbell rings.

Startled by the abrupt sound, Marle quickly slips into a bathrobe and pads barefoot to the front door. She peers through the peephole, her brows knitting together in confusion when she sees a familiar face standing on the other side.

"Who is it?" Mandy calls out from the bathroom, her voice echoing faintly through the apartment.

"Just a sec!" Marle responds, buying herself a few moments to compose herself before opening the door. "Hey, Jake. What brings you here?" She keeps her tone casual, hoping he doesn't suspect anything.

Jake, Marle's boyfriend, stands in the doorway, holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing a sheepish grin. "Hey, babe. I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd surprise you. I hope it's okay that I dropped by unannounced."

Marle's heart sinks at the sight of him, guilt gnawing at her conscience. She pastes on a smile, stepping aside to let him in. "Of course, it's fine. Come on in."

Jake enters the apartment, his eyes scanning the room before landing on the discarded clothes strewn about the living area. His brow furrows slightly, but he doesn't comment on it.

"So, what have you been up to today?" he asks, handing her the flowers.

Marle accepts the bouquet with a murmured thanks, her mind racing as she tries to come up with a plausible explanation. "Oh, you know, just hanging out at home. I went for a run earlier, and then I decided to take a relaxing shower."

She gestures vaguely towards the bathroom, praying that Mandy stays quiet until Jake leaves. The last thing she needs is for him to discover her infidelity.

"How about you? What brought you to this part of town?" Marle attempts to steer the conversation away from her activities.

Jake shrugs, leaning against the kitchen counter as he watches Marle move around the room. "I had a meeting nearby, so I figured why not stop by and see my favorite girl?"

Marle forces a laugh, ignoring the stab of guilt that accompanies Jake's affectionate nickname for her. "Well, I'm glad you did. It's always nice to see you."

She busies herself with finding a vase for the flowers, using the task as an excuse to avoid direct eye contact with Jake. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices him glancing curiously towards the closed bathroom door.

"Uh, Jake? Would you mind grabbing a couple of glasses from the cupboard? I think we could both use a cold drink after being out in this heat."

Mandy steps out of the bathroom, completely naked, "Are you up for another round? I still owe you an orgasm after-" Mandy freezes as she finds herself in front of a stranger.

Marle's blood runs cold as Mandy emerges from the bathroom, oblivious to Jake's presence. She whirls around just in time to see the color drain from Jake's face, his eyes wide with shock and betrayal.

"Jake, I can explain!" Marle stammers, her mind a whirlwind of panic and fear. "This isn't what it looks like!"

Jake backs away slowly, his gaze flickering between Marle and the naked girl standing behind her. "Isn't what it looks like? Are you kidding me, Marle? I find you half-naked with another woman in your apartment, and you expect me to believe nothing is going on?"

Mandy is too shocked to move. Then, she finally covers her breasts and vagina with her arms. "Wait a second," It dawns on her, "You have a boyfriend?!"

Marle closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before facing the music. "Yes, Jake is my boyfriend. And Mandy, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him. I... I was confused and scared, and I didn't know how to deal with my feelings for you."

Turning to Jake, she tries to reach out to him, but he recoils from her touch. "Please, Jake, let me explain. I never meant to hurt you. Everything with Mandy just sort of happened, and—"

Jake holds up a hand, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Save it, Marle. I think I've heard enough." His voice is cold and distant, a stark contrast to the warm, loving tone she's used to.

"Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!" Mandy exclaims, still buck naked. She moves backwards, trying to move back into the bathroom, but she looses her balance and falls.

Marle rushes over to help Mandy up, completely forgetting about her own state of undress. She wraps an arm around Mandy's waist, supporting her weight as she struggles to stand.

"Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?" Marle asks, genuine concern etched onto her features. Only after ensuring that Mandy is unharmed does she remember the tense situation unfolding in her living room.

With a resigned sigh, Marle grabs a throw blanket from the couch and drapes it over Mandy's shoulders, shielding her naked form from Jake's accusing gaze.

"Here, put this on." She turns back to face Jake, her expression apologetic. "Jake, I know I messed up."

"I-It was my fault," Mandy says meekly, as she rises to her feet, relieved to have something to cover herself. She looks at Jake, and, just as she thinks he's cute, her pheromone is released.

As Mandy speaks, the air in the room seems to change, growing heavy with a palpable sense of tension. Unbeknownst to them, Mandy's pheromone has been released, causing Marle and Jake to experience an overwhelming urge to dominate her.

Both of them struggle against the sudden surge of desire, their bodies reacting instinctively to the potent aroma filling their nostrils.

Jake's face contorts with anger and lust, his eyes narrowing as he takes a step closer to Mandy. "You're going to pay for this," he growls, his voice low and menacing.

Marle, equally affected, can not fight urge to dominate Mandy.

Mandy's eyes widen in surprise as Jake approaches her. For a moment, she thinks he wants to physically attack her.

Jake reaches out and roughly grabs Mandy's arm, yanking her flush against his body. He captures her mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue invading her mouth as he gropes her ass possessively.

Marle, consumed by her own lust, grabs Jake's shirt and tears him away from Mandy. She slams him against the wall, her face mere inches from his. "Back off, Jake! She's mine now," she snarls, her blue eyes blazing with determination.

Ignoring Jake's protests, Marle turns her attention back to Mandy, stalking towards her like a predator zeroing in on its prey. Her hands tremble with barely contained desire as she reaches for Mandy's hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh.

Mandy finally realizes what's happening. She knows there is no going back. "Why don't you share me with him?" she suggests meekly. "I-I think he deserves to punish me."

Marle pauses, considering Mandy's suggestion. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she turns to Jake, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "What do you say, Jake? Think you can handle this slut?"

Jake hesitates for a moment, his brain struggling to reconcile his jealousy with the intense arousal pulsing through his veins. In the end, his desire proves stronger than his pride. "Fine. But if we're doing this, we're doing it my way." He stalks towards Mandy, his eyes roving hungrily over her exposed curves.

Mandy trembles under their combined gazes, a thrill of excitement mixed with apprehension coursing through her body.

Jake seizes Mandy's mouth in a brutal kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim every inch of her sweetness. He walks her backwards until her knees hit the edge of the bed, then shoves her down onto the mattress.

Marle crawls onto the bed, positioning herself above Mandy's head. She grabs a fistful of Mandy's hair, forcing her face into her dripping cunt. "Worship me, slut. Show us how much you love being used."

Jake, meanwhile, positions himself between Mandy's spread thighs. He lines up his throbbing cock with her entrance, rubbing the tip teasingly along her slit. "Beg for it, whore. Beg me to ruin your tight little hole."

"Yes, Marle! I love to eat your perfect pussy!" Mandy relishes in her submission. "Please, Jake, fill me up, please fuck me!"

Marle moans loudly as Mandy's tongue delves into her sopping wet folds, her hips rocking eagerly against her face. She tangles her fingers in Mandy's hair, grinding her clit against her lips. "That's it, bitch. Eat my pussy like you mean it."

Jake, spurred on by Mandy's shameless begging, slams his rock-hard cock into her waiting cunt with a grunt of satisfaction. He sets a brutal pace, pounding into her relentlessly as he gropes her bouncing tits. "Take it, you filthy slut. This is what you wanted, isn't it? To be used like a cheap whore."

Mandy screams in ecstasy, her body jolting with each powerful thrust. The dual **** on her senses is almost too much to bear, sending her careening towards a mind-blowing orgasm.

Mandy keeps going, feeling so good and so bad at the same time.

Marle's cries of pleasure echo throughout the room as Mandy worships her pussy with renewed fervor. She grinds down harder, smothering Mandy's face with her dripping sex. "Fuck, yeah! Cumming on your tongue, you dirty girl!"

At the same time, Jake redoubles his efforts, slamming into Mandy's spasming cunt with animalistic intensity. His balls slap lewdly against her ass as he chases his own release. "Gonna fill this pussy up, paint your insides white. Fucking take it!"

Mandy's world narrows to the sensation of being split open on Jake's thick cock and the tangy flavor of Marle's juices flooding her mouth. She surrenders herself completely to the pleasure, letting it wash over her in waves until she's drowning in ecstasy.

Mandy moans loudly, her the orgasm washes over her.

Marle throws her head back, crying out in ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy clamps down on Mandy's tongue, gushing fluids all over her face. "FUCK! I'm cumming! Drink it all down, you nasty bitch!"

Jake, spurred on by Marle's screams, pounds into Mandy's convulsing cunt with reckless abandon. With a roar of triumph, he buries himself to the hilt and unleashes a torrent of hot seed deep inside her. "Take my load, you fucking whore! Gonna breed this pussy!"

Mandy's mind goes blank as she's overwhelmed by the sheer **** of her climax. Her body shakes uncontrollably, milking Jake's cock for every drop of his essence as she laps greedily at Marle's overflowing sex.

In the aftermath of their explosive encounter, the three of them collapse onto the bed, panting and sweating. Marle rolls off of Mandy, sprawled out beside her with a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Well, well, well. Looks like we found a new way to spice things up, huh?" She reaches out to trail a finger along Mandy's jawline, admiring the glazed-over look of pure bliss on her face.

Jake, meanwhile, props himself up on his elbows, his softening cock slipping out of Mandy's thoroughly used hole with a wet plop. He grins wolfishly, already plotting their next rendezvous. "Damn straight. Best threesome ever. We should definitely do this again sometime."

Mandy is panting on the floor. As her orgasm subsides, so does the pheromone.

As the haze of lust clears, Jake's eyes widen in horror as he takes in the scene before him. The realization of what he's just done hits him like a ton of bricks, and he scrambles backward, putting distance between himself and the naked girls on the bed.

"What the hell just happened?" he mutters, his voice trembling with a mix of confusion and disgust. "One minute I'm pissed off at Marle for cheating on me, and the next... the next..."

He trails off, unable to bring himself to verbalize the depraved acts he committed mere moments ago. His stomach churns with revulsion as images of him violating Mandy flash through his mind.

Mandy is too exhausted to speak. Besides, talking about her condition is not easy for her.

Marle sits up slowly, wrapping the blanket tighter around her body as she faces Jake. She can see the turmoil written all over his face, the conflicting emotions warring within him.

"I know it seems crazy, but there's more to this than meets the eye." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the difficult conversation ahead. "Mandy... she has a condition. When she's aroused or stressed, she releases this pheromone that affects people around her. Makes them want to dominate her."

Marle glances over at Mandy, who remains silent and unmoving on the bed. There's a flicker of sympathy in her eyes, understanding the pain and shame that comes with such a curse. "We got carried away, lost control. But it's not entirely our fault."

Jake stares at Marle incredulously, his mind reeling from the revelation. He shakes his head vehemently, refusing to accept such a ludicrous explanation. "A pheromone? Seriously? You expect me to buy that bullshit?"

He points an accusatory finger at Mandy, his voice rising with each word. "There's no scientific basis for any of this!"

"Let him go," Mandy whispers weakly to Marle. "He won't believe it." Mandy feels exhausted and **** after what just transpired. She wishes nothing more than to feel safe in Marle's arms.

Marle's heart aches for Mandy, seeing the vulnerability and exhaustion etched upon her delicate features. She gently gathers the trembling girl into her arms, cradling her close as she strokes soothing patterns along her back.

"It's okay, baby. Shh, everything's going to be alright." Marle murmurs softly, her voice filled with tenderness and understanding. "We don't need him if he can't accept who you are."

Glancing up at Jake, Marle's expression hardens, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Leave, Jake. Before you say or do something you'll regret."

Jake's face twists into a mask of rage and disbelief, his fists clenching at his sides as he fights the urge to lash out. "I can't believe this. I thought we had something real, Marle. Something special."

He takes a step towards them, his voice dropping dangerously low. "But apparently, you'd rather throw it all away for some freak with a magic pussy."

Marle's protective instincts flare, and she shifts Mandy protectively behind her. "Don't you dare talk about her like that, you son of a bitch. Get out of my house before I make you leave."

The air crackles with tension, the weight of their broken relationship hanging heavy between them. Jake's eyes dart between Marle and Mandy, torn between the love he once felt and the betrayal he now experiences.

Jake storms out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him with a resounding bang. The sound echoes through the space, punctuating the finality of their breakup.

Marle exhales shakily, her shoulders sagging with relief and exhaustion. She turns her attention back to Mandy, cradling her close as she whispers soothing words of comfort.

"Shhh, it's okay. He's gone now. You're safe with me, baby." Marle rocks Mandy gently, stroking her hair as she presses tender kisses to her forehead.

In the aftermath of the chaos, a fragile peace settles over them. Two broken souls, finding solace in each other's embrace, united by a bond forged in the fires of passion and adversity.

The End