Playing Around

"I mean, just because she's so casual about being topless doesn't mean that she's infected," I stammered, still trying hard not to stare too directly at their lovely tits. "You have to do something that would really let the audience know what's going on." I could feel my heart beginning to race as I nervously fidgeted my legs around.

"But, how do we do that?" Tae asked, looking over towards Carmen, then back to us.

"By-"

"By making out with her and touching her!" As Gary was about to speak, I felt this compulsion inside of me. It was mostly the ring's influence, but I just couldn't help myself. I just blurted out the first thing that was on my horny mind. Now I was beginning to understand what guys meant when said they were thinking with their dicks.

The other three stared at me, the mousy quiet girl, who had just suggested that. I quickly covered my mouth and utterly wanted to sink away and disappear for maybe a couple few hundred years.

"Uh, yeah," Gary said, pulling the attention away from me. "So, one of the ways to show that she's infected and emotionless is by you doing stuff to her and her not reacting." I didn't want to, but as I looked over at Gary, I could see he was pitching tents along with script ideas. "Like kissing her and touching all over her." He may have been a big pervert, but thanks to this ring, I was far more of one now.

"So, let's get you into character!" I said, feeling the ring starting to heat up with magic. "So, Carmen, whatever Tae or Gary or I do to you physically, you'll act like it's just a casual normal thing to do." I could absolutely feel the ring's influence as I said that last statement, but at the same time, something about it felt right. The thrill of being able to just do whatever to her was just so enticing, so erotic, so hot. I barely even noticed the ring heating up and cooling back down.

She just shrugged. "Sure. Sounds good to me."

"Okay," I said, tugging at my shirt. Just the utter idea of it all was exciting me something fierce. Even with Gary here, I couldn't help but feel myself get excited. "So, in this scene, Tae kisses Carmen and touches her to make sure that she's infected."

Suddenly, Tae leaned over to Carmen. She ran her finger under Carmen's chin and tilted it upwards. "Oh, Carmen, are you infected? Have the aliens gotten to you?" Carmen blinked and stared at Tae. Tae's face turned to a look of concern. My eyes were glued to the scene, but I could hear Gary fumbling to get out his phone.

Then, Tae kissed Carmen on the lips. She pressed herself into Carmen and slowly ran her hand along her collarbone. "Give me a sign. Something to show that you're still in there." I had to type furiously on my computer. The lines and the scenes were perfect, but I didn't want to miss any of the actual juicy action. Slowly, Tae worked her hand downwards, running it across Carmen's bra and down her stomach. Tae kissed along her cheek, but Carmen remained stoic. She blinked a few times, but she might as well have been a mannequin.

"The aliens, they got you, didn't they?" Tae looked about ready to cry, her hands resting in Carmen's lap. She stared Carmen in the eyes, but Carmen gave no expression back. Just a blank stare. "No, it's true. You've been infected." Tears fell from Tae's eyes and rolled down her cheeks. She slumped to her knees and sobbed, laying her head into Carmen's lap.

"So, how what that?" Tae immediately got back up into her chair, looking absolutely no worse for wear. I was so engrossed in the moment that I didn't even realize I was tearing up a little at the scene. I had even forgotten all of that was Tae's acting.

"Bravo!" I said, snapping back to reality and writing down everything. "Um, Carmen, how do you feel?"

"Hmm, well..."