Social Networking

Matthew and Sherrie were sitting in his kitchen. After what happened in the hallway, he’d forgotten his dinner plans. She’d eagerly followed him inside at his suggestion and was sitting at one of his stools with him, though her ass barely fit in the chair.

“I’m sorry, could you run through what you remember again?” He asked her.

She nodded, happy to oblige. “Yeah, so I was clocking in for my shift at Venus teaching my yoga classes when this weird noise started coming from the vents. I got scared by the pink mist that started coming out of them, and so I told the director that I was starting to feel sick. Afterwards I just booked it for a while, jogging back to my apartment. I needed to take breaks after a little bit, it started getting hard to concentrate on running with how warm I was feeling. When everything started swelling and rubbing up against my clothes… yeah that slowed me down for a bit. I hid in an alley to rub myself, hoping that it would make it a little easier to focus again.

"It did, but by the time I was done I could barely get my leggings back on and my hair had grown like a foot. I was smelling everything more too, it was like my nose was stronger than my eyes. By the time I got into the building everything smelled so strong and I felt like I was on fire. When I got to my apartment like I’d been planning to, it felt wrong to go in, like I was doing something I wasn’t supposed to. Plus I could smell how pent-up you were through the door. You smelled so nice. You still smell really nice. I knew that eventually you’d have to leave your apartment, so I thought I’d just wait for you in the hall. You took forever though, and my mind was swimming by the time you actually showed up. Thank god you understood what was happening anyways Master, because you were able to save me. And now I’m here, telling the story to you for the third time.”

Right. This was still surreal. She’d always been pretty, but somehow on her way home she’d become a walking sex dream that kept calling him Master. “You’re feeling alright though?”

She beamed at him. “Of course I am Master, why wouldn’t I be? You keep asking that.”

“This…” He gestured to her everything. “Isn’t normal to change so quickly. I feel like I should take you to the hospital or something to get checked out.”

She laughed. “Why would you do that? I’m so much better than normal, Master. I’m yours.”

There it was again. “You really don’t have to keep going with the Master thing.”

“Do you not want me to? Am I not good enough for you, Master?”

“No, it’s definitely not that.” He hastily said. “I just feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”

“Would someone that you were taking advantage of do this?” She got out of her seat and stood over him, leaning in for a kiss. It was long and it was deep, and he could feel the curves of her chest pressing into him. He was getting hard again after… Has it really only been twenty minutes since the hallway?

She broke the kiss, and sat back down. Smiling at him again, she asked: “Do you still feel like you’re taking advantage of me, Master?”

“Kind of? The idea of being your Master makes me feel like I have too much power.”

“What feels right then?” she asked. “Sir? Daddy? Owner? Boyfriend? If there’s something else you’d prefer, I could do anything for you.”

Sir and Owner weren't much better than Master. In fact, Owner might be even worse. “Boyfriend makes things feel easier.”

“Ok! You’ll be my boyfriend and I’ll be your girlfriend that does everything you say!”

That’s… “Sure.”

“Do you want me to start making you dinner?”

“Making me dinner?”

"Making both of us dinner, but yeah. It’s what a good girlfriend would do, isn’t it? You smell hungry anyways.”

How can she even know that? He decided to stop questioning things for a while and just chalked it up to whatever the mist had done to her. “That sounds really nice. I can show you where I keep things.”

She nodded and started going through his fridge and cabinets. She started preparing a big piece of chicken for each of them, along with a group of spices he’d found in the cabinet and barely used. “Do you have anyone else in your life?” She asked him.

“No, don’t worry.”

“Any friends, or any reason at all to leave your apartment? I didn’t see you outside that often Mas- Babe.”

“I go to the grocery store of course. Twice a month my job requires me to visit the office. My boss, Ms.Moretti, will want to spend an hour or so coordinating with me, then if anyone on my sales team is struggling I have to meet with them. Other than that, It’s really just visiting a few restaurants I like, I was planning to get takeout from the Santiago’s place tonight before we met.”

“Santiago’s? I think I’ve seen their sign. What’re they like?”

“They’ve got pretty good Mexican food. It’s not super fancy, but it’s authentic. Mr. and Mrs.Santiago do the cooking together, and their daughter Mia acts as the waitress after her college classes get done.”

“Do you like Mia?” Sherrie asked him.

“She’s nice.” He answered noncommittally.

“Are you into her?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. You’re the only one I need.” Given how nice she was and how stacked she was, he didn’t want to ruin things with his new girlfriend of the past twenty minutes.

“Baby.” She said almost teasingly. “You don’t need to worry about me getting jealous. You can be honest with me, do you think she’s cute?”

“Yes?”

“That’s all I wanted to know. I’d love to meet her sometime. But tonight at least, I’m the one cooking for you.”

“How about you, Sherrie? Who do you spend time with when you’re not working?”

“Mostly friends from the gym staff. My best friend in the city is named Nicole, she works at this bar I go to sometimes, I’m not sure if you’ve heard of it. The Leaky Tap?”

He shook his head. “I usually just pick up a six pack or a bottle of wine from the bodega next door if I’m in the mood to drink.”

“I’ll have to introduce you two, she’ll fix that. Her margaritas are to die for. Plus she’s a great listener, really makes you feel supported.”

“She does sound like she’d be a good bartender then.”

“She is! Oh, and I can’t wait for you to meet my family too.”

"Your family?”

“Yeah, my twin sister Tea is kind of a dork, but she’s the sweetest thing. I’ve been kind of trying to help her meet someone for years, but she’s too shy. All she really wants to do is hang out with me, study for her PhD program, and play this little card game she likes called Wonders.

“She sounds pretty smart. What’s she studying?”

“Something with biology I don’t really understand. Tea’s probably the smartest person I’ve ever met.”

“Wait, you and your twin sister’s names are Sherrie and Tea?”

“Actually it’s Tequila, but she hates when people call her that.”

“I don’t want to be rude, but why did your mom name you after two drinks?”

“Mom said she was kind of flighty in college. She was by herself when she gave birth to us, and said that she wasn’t mature enough to understand why that was a bad idea until we were already a few years old. She’s not that bad nowadays though, she's a great cook and she taught me everything I know. I’m using some of her lessons tonight”

“I’m sure it’ll be great.” He said. The chicken sautéing in the pan on his stove was starting to smell good.

“I hope so, we both need the calories after our growth today. I plan on getting the veggies ready in a moment. If you like it, do you think I could suck you off as a reward after dinner? I can smell that you’ve got more ready.”