Her stash

Hannah went to her familiar cabinet drawer and opened it fully, taking each item individually and placing them on the bed in a neat little pile. Like an arts and crafts project, but with ****. She also checked her bathroom to make sure no stray pills had made their way there. {if Squirter = True}Her ‘special supplements’ were in there, all in neat little bottles, two with commercial names and one with a long, clinical label that she could not pronounce. That one was mildly illegal apparently, but Hannah never had trouble getting it if she looked. It was time for her to take another dose soon, she realized, and that realization was followed by a tingling, itchy feeling in her lower labia. She was always so horny for the next few days after taking her dose… And so incredibly wet too. She would need panty liners 24/7 for the few days after taking it for sure. But her non-stop arousal would also be so hot… {endif}{if Gym bunny = True}Her t-gel cream was there as well. It looked innocent enough that she was sure she could explain it away to Ashton even if he stumbled into it. Medical reasons? She was pretty sure some women used that stuff when prescribed by a doctor. And the fact she had gotten hers through… Less legal means is not something he would know. But as she looked at the cream again a tingling sensation teased her clit. It had been a while since she used it… But her clit always got so sensitive after doing so, as well as a little bigger. And it made her so incredibly horny. The temptation was there, on the back of her mind, growing stronger and stronger with her more recent dry spell. {endif}{if Massive melons = True}Her special pills were also there, looking so innocently tempting in their plain plastic bottle. The ones that made her breasts feel… Full. And so incredibly sensitive. She avoided taking them lately because of Ashton. She was unsure how he would react if he saw her lactating without being a mother, and she was REALLY unsure if he would understand she did this to herself. For her own enjoyment. But she would be lying if the thought didn’t tempt her. Maybe Ashton could learn to like it…?{endif}{if Blowjob enjoyer = True}Her small collection of supplements were also in the bathroom. Some were innocent enough. Pineapple extract. L-Arginine. Then there were others that made it more obvious what their purpose was, like ‘CumMaxxx’. She scoffed at the terrible name, but she had to confess to enjoying its effects, when her partners took them. Her cheeks flushed as she remembered how they were, so eager, so quick to cum… And so deliciously gooey. She shook her head, trying to dismiss these thoughts. But… She still wondered if Ashton would one day take these for her? And the thought of it made her giddy, as well as very turned-on.{endif} But no! She was dealing with her hard **** right now. These could remain where they were.

When she returned to her full stash, it contained quite a few pills, some in bottles other in small plastic bags. E and amps, her favorites. One made her horny and touchy-feely, the other made her even hornier, but also wired and neurotic. They both had in common a godawful coming down period after their high that made her wish she was dead. At least she was more used to it now. Oh, there was also a bag of pot, which looked quite conspicuous. If someone sees a little bag with green dried pellet-herbs it would be hard to blame them for being suspicious. They did not look like cooking herbs, that’s for sure. She smoked pot occasionally, and felt it was quite mild compared to the other things she tried. It felt like pot was becoming more normal as of late... Maybe Ashton wouldn't mind if she smoked it? She took the green herbs from her other **** and hit it separately. Pot was hardly the worse of her concerns.

She glanced again at the rest of her stash. Hardly a Scarface-like pile of cocaine, but still, if Ashton found out about her habit… Or even if he didn’t! What if she took one of those **** in a moment of weakness and did something she would later regret? This would not be the first time she did something when fueled by **** that her sober self would be horrified about. She remembered once sleeping with a boyfriend of one of her classmates, after intentionally teasing him, while high. The guilt she felt afterwards still haunted her to this day.

Squinting, she considered what to do with the deceptively innocent-looking pills.