My mind playing tricks on me.

I reach campus on my bicycle. Every time my legs moved pedaling the small silver barbell piercing my clit good moved and the ball rubbed my clit. „My god, I can’t get excited doing the easiest things now. Did they want this to happen?“ I grab my backpack from my bicycles basket and move up the stairs to the lecture hall. Even though not many people notice me, I feel like all eyes are on me and my changed body. It makes me nervous and I hush into the lecture hall. I find an empty place in one of the top rows and sit down. I pull my IPad out of my backpack and open it to write notes during the lecture. Next to me sits a young handsome man whom I have already seen in another lecture, but with whom I have never exchanged a word. He smiles at me: „Hey, I’m Luke, how are you doing? Are you from San Diego?“ My tongue still a bit swollen I smile back at him: „Nice to meet you Luke, I’m Tina and nope, I‘m not from San Diego, I‘m an exchange student from Germany.“ My thoughts racing: „Did he notice my tongue piercing? Am I speaking strangely because of it? Can he see the other piercings even though I’m wearing the thick hoodie and leggings?“ „From Germany, really? Isn’t it colder there than it is here?“ he asks looking at my oversized hoodie and leggings. „You Must sweat under these clothes with this temperatures.“ He for sure isn’t wrong, but how should I explain my mess to him: „Yes it is colder, but I’m just a frostbite and these hoodies are really comfortable.“ Luckily he leaves the topic and we keep on talking about our hobbies and life in general. After the lecture is over he asks if he can get my number and I happily give it to him. Probably I found my first friend in the US. We part and my new phone vibrates. I look at the screen happily, but it’s not Luke, it’s my mysterious contact. „ Our lovely princess, because of your new piercings you won’t perform at the Gloryhole for at least one week, but you’ll still come over to the secret bathroom now. You better comply.“ My face changes from happiness to fear: „What do they have in store for me?“, as I walk towards the library.