Olivia [movie]

Tags in this chapter: bimbo, hooker, personality change, high heels, makeup, corset

It was a normal morning when Olivia came out of her house, her bag slung over her shoulder and a coffee mug in her hand. She made her way to her car, but something on the windshield caught her eye - a NOTE. Curious, she opened it and the words "TRUTH OR DARE?" were written on it.

Olivia looked around in confusion, but there was no one in sight except two people laughing as they came out of a house at the end of the street. She suppressed the thought that they were laughing at her and dismissed it as paranoia.

Suddenly, a loud bang startled Olivia, and she turned to see Markie, her friend, storming out of the house, slamming the screen door behind her.

"Hey, Liv, can you give me a ride to the lab? I'm going to be late," Markie called out.

Olivia, still confused about the note, asked, "Have you seen anyone near my car?"

Markie looked at her in surprise. "What, no. Come on - we need to hurry."

Olivia surveyed the street again and her eyes fell on a hooker in the distance who seemed to return her gaze. She hated this neighborhood and the fact that prostitution was allowed here, but what choice did she have? It was the only shared flat she could find in the city at this price. Was it possible that the hooker on the street had left the note on her car?

Before she could think about it any further, she was snapped out of her thoughts by Markie's voice.

""HURRY UP!!!!" Markie yelled out the car window. When did Markie get into her car? Had she been that focused on the note?

Olivia shrugged and got into her car, as they drove, a pop song filled the silence. The girls drove in silence, the music the only sound between them.

Finally, Markie broke the ice. "Hey, Liv. I just wanted to thank you again for not saying anything to Lucas" she said.

"Yeah, of course," Olivia replied.

"I mean, especially when..." Markie broke off.

"When what?"

"You really have feelings for him," Markie said, her tone tinged with uncertainty.

Olivia stopped near the university building, looked her best friend in the eye and lied: "I promise you, Markie, I don't have feelings for Lucas. He's like my brother. Okay?"

Markie's face lit up with relief as she got out of the car. "Between you and the whole world, I choose you!"

Olivia **** herself to smile and replied, "I choose you too."

That afternoon, Olivia left the building after class with her books in hand and walked to her car parked on the street. As she walked around the front, she froze in her tracks. The words "TRUTH OR DARE?" had been scratched into the side of her car door.

Olivia dropped her books, anger and confusion swirling inside her. She scrutinized the faces of passers-by, trying to identify the culprit. At that moment, she spotted Jackson, a familiar face.

"Hey, asshole!" Olivia shouted and ran after him. "You think that's funny?"

Jackson looked confused. "What do I think is funny?"

Olivia pointed at her car door again. "You scratched 'Truth or Dare' in my door!"

Jackson looked at the car and then back at Olivia, his expression genuinely confused. "I don't get it."

"You scratched 'truth or dare' in my door!" Olivia repeated, her voice rising with frustration.

Jackson shook his head. "I don't see anything on your car."

Olivia whirled around, the words still visible to her. "Nice try, it's right there."

"Hey, want to grab a drink later and talk about it?" Jackson offered, unfazed by Olivia's accusations.

Olivia backed away and replied firmly, "Just stay away from me, okay?"

"Is that a no?" Jackson called after her.

In the library, still annoyed and looking for her friends, to tell them about her car, Olivia spotted a familiar face - Sarah.

"Hey - Sarah - have you seen Markie?" asked Olivia.

"Hey, yeah, I've seen her. She's studying with Lucas in the study room," Sarah replied.

Olivia weaved her way through the sea of students studying quietly, her eyes searching for any sign of Markie. Suddenly, a red-haired student caught her attention.

"Hey Olivia... Truth or dare?" he said, and his grin matched the one she'd seen yesterday in the old and abandoned church - pure evil.

Olivia froze. "What... What did you say?"

Before the redhead could answer, another student spoke up from behind Olivia. "Truth or dare?"

Olivia was beside herself. Was this some kind of sick joke? She was about to go to the door, but two other students interrupted her and shouted in unison: "Truth or dare, truth or dare, truth or dare -"

The rest of the students joined in, their voices blending into a haunting chant as they surrounded Olivia, leaving her no place to hide. Their expressions turned into the same cruel grin, and the chants grew louder and louder, more and more overwhelming.

"Truth or dare, truth or dare..."

Panic gripped Olivia as she found herself trapped in the middle of the zombie moshpit. She screamed, "TRUTH - STOP IT, STOP IT!"

In perfect unison, the students asked, "What secret is Markie making you hide?"

Olivia, **** in the crush, closed her eyes and exclaimed, "Markie goes out at night to get fucked by strangers because she can't climax from Lucas!"

Suddenly she blinked, and the students sat back in their seats as if nothing had happened. But something had happened. They looked at Olivia as if she was crazy, some giggled, others averted their eyes in embarrassment.

She had actually meant to say that Markie was cheating on Lucas, which was bad, but why had she said that?

Markie's transformation took place before Olivia's eyes. Her shoulder-length brown hair lightened to a vibrant blonde and cascaded down her back to her bottom. The makeup that appeared on her face was very noticeable and slutty, including very long false eyelashes and an **** amount of blush on her cheeks, while her lips became plumper and fuller until they had reached a huge and unnatural size, they sure had been artificially enlarged. Her shirt disappeared into thin air and her T-shirt turned into a tight black corset that emphasized her breasts enormously. Her jeans turned into tights that reached down to her thighs and her underpants formed into a very short miniskirt that ended above her shaved pussy so that her panty-less pussy could always be seen. Her previously nail polish-free fingers now had long false pink fingernails decorated with flowers. Her expensive white sneakers were transformed into ankle boots with high platform soles and stiletto heels, in which she always walked on tiptoe. Her toenails were painted a similar color to her fingernails, only they weren't as long.

As suddenly as Markie had changed before her eyes, it was now over. Olivia had opened her mouth wide in shock.

And Lucas sat opposite her with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Is that true?" he asked. "That also explains your sudden appearance"

Olivia was shocked because she thought she had imagined the whole thing, but her words had slipped out and Lucas had heard them, as had everyone else. But why hadn't Lucas noticed the sudden change? Markie had turned from an innocent student into a hooker in front of everyone. Why didn't anyone freak out?

Markie sat across from him and remained silent, smiling and a little angry at Olivia.

"Markie..." Olivia began, but Markie was too distracted to answer as she was just giving another student a hand job.

Lucas stood up, observed Markie's actions and then turned away in disgust at what he saw. He quickly left the room. Markie quickly finished the handjob and spread his cum all over her hand. She didn't spill a drop and licked it all off with her tongue, as she always did. If Olivia was shocked before, now she was utterly dumbfounded. Markie stood up and hurried after Lucas on her high heels as fast as she could, pushing past Olivia and calling out, "Lucas, like pwease wait!"

"I don't understand what's going on here," Olivia replied, visibly confused.

"Why did you like tell him swhat? We're like swisters," Markie mumbled through her exaggerated lips, each word slightly slurred.

What on earth had she done? Markie's manner of speaking now mirrored her appearance - like a stupid hooker, was she chewing gum? Somehow she had to fix this.

She tried to grab Markie's arm. "We are. I just..."

But Markie's eyes sparkled with an unexpected greed. "Let go of me or I'll... Or I'll like eat you out," she threatened with a seductive smile.

Olivia let go of her instantly, perplexed at the thought of being eaten out by her longtime friend. Markie turned and hurried away on her high heels, which clicked confidently on the floor. Left behind, Olivia stood there while the eyes of the entire study room were fixed on her, each of them as perplexed as she was. They probably didn't even know what Olivia had seen, or maybe they did?