Hazel's Hangover

Hazel woke up to a pounding headache. She tried to move but everything felt sore. She slowly opened her eyes and gazed up at the unfamiliar feeling. As she came to her senses she realized she was in the clubroom, and from the sun streaming in the window, it was late in the morning.

With a groan she sat up and immediately regretted it. Not only was her head in full revolt, but she felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Oh, and she was naked and covered in sweat and who knows what else. She blinked and looked around. She wasn't alone. The room was filled with naked bodies strewn about, people having passed out on chairs, couches, even the floor. Slowly doing a headcount she figured she was the first one to wake up.

She leaned back into the couch cushions. Last night had not gone to plan, but it all worked out in the end...right?

She groaned. She needed to deal with...all this...but right now she just needed some Advil and rest in a proper bed. She looked around for her clothes, but gave up and grabbed a random dress of the floor and put it on. She left everyone else sleeping as they were and hurried home for a real rest.

She woke up much later to a pounding on her door. She was disoriented at first, but as she got up she really did feel much better. She checked that she was decent and went and opened the door.

Azure was standing there, totally naked but making no effort to cover up. Her makeup and hair from last night were gone, but she still looked pretty tired, "Mistress! Thank fuck! I've been calling you forever!"

"Uh...why are you naked?" Hazel asked.

Azure rolled her eyes and pushed her way inside the room, shutting the door behind her, "Why do you think?"

Hazel had a guess, "Me?" She asked sheepishly.

"Yes you! Fuck. You don't even remember Mistress?"

"No...and why are you calling me Mistress?"

"You obviously did something to me. I can't remember the instructions you gave but I seem to be totally incapable of putting on any clothes and I can't remember your name, the Mistress just comes out on it's own." Azure explained.

"Ok I'll just put you in a trance and fix it..." Hazel said, but then she froze, "Uh...I can't remember the trigger."

"You can't..." Azure looked stunned, "Like ones from last night or anything?"

"Anything..." Hazel frowned, "I know I made a trigger to switch your personality, and one to put everyone in trance again..."

"Do not switch my personality! Obviously Azure would struggle with this, while helpful Azure finds it rather hot despite how incredibly irresponsible it is!" As if to emphasize how hot she found it she absentmindedly groped herself.

Hazel shook herself, "It's ok. We just need to get back to the clubroom and put you back under."

"Ya, and then we gotta find everyone else! I don't know what you did but everyone's messed up." Azure said quickly.

Hazel groaned, "Fuck, can't I just shower first? I'm all gross."

Azure raised an eyebrow, "Of course...Mistress...YOU can do whatever you want while I wait here in the nude."

"Oh fine. Let me change though, this dress is sticky and gross. Oh and maybe you can dress if I give you permission? You can wear anything you want."

Hazel peeled off the dress and grabbed a clean pair of underwear from her drawer. She tried to slide them up her legs but just couldn't manage it. "Fuck...why can't I put these on?"

"Same reason I can't?" Azure suggested, "I vaguely remember you giving us permission to program you..."

"What now?" Hazel said sharply.

"Yeah, I remember that. I said you can't wear underwear," Azure grinned, "Oops. Also I tried to put something on from your closet, it was a no go."

Hazel found that her panties weren't the only forbidden item. No bra. No leggings. No sweatpants. No shorts. No maxi dresses. Eventually she was able to put on a short skirt and a t-shirt, no ideal but at least she wasn't naked like Azure.

"Uh, I guess you just gotta run back there naked..." Hazel said apologetically, "Well...let's hurry then."

They were racing across the quad when they spotted Sabine coming towards them. Hazel had only just met her last night and might have run right past her if Sabine hadn't called out to them, "Hazel! Hi!!!!" She waved enthusiastically at them.

Hazel noticed Sabine looked refreshed, unlike the two of them she'd obviously gone home and showered. And...backed a bag?

"What's with the suitcase?" Hazel couldn't help but ask.

Sabine didn't answer immediately. Instead she stopped in front of them and suddenly grabbed the back of Hazel's head and pulled her in for a deep, sensual kiss. When she broke it off she was beaming, "What do you mean? We talked about it last night. I'm moving in with you."

Hazel opened her mouth to say 'absolutely not' but for some reason different words came out, "Yes! Here's my key." Without consciously controlling her actions she passed her keys to Sabine, "Make yourself at home."

"Thanks! I'm so happy."

Hazel felt control return to her body, "Wait, what about Pascal?"

"Ugh, I can't believe I was dating a man! He was nice enough, for a beard, but I'm so glad to be out and dating a woman now!" Sabine said, "Well I should let you two deal with," She looked Azure up and down, "Whatever this is...don't worry Hazel, I'm not jelly, as long as we're together I don't care how many women you have in your Harem."

Hazel was left speechless as Sabine walked away.

Azure tugged her arm, "Come on, I'm still naked!" She complained.

They made it to the clubroom without anymore awkward encounters, although Azure's nudity did attract a lot of eyes. They burst in and were greeted by the site of Pascal fucking Dr. Coppin's face. Calling it a blowjob would be wholly inappropriate, it was rough and wild and Pascal was completely in control. He held her head tightly as he **** his cock down her throat.

They didn't seem to notice their new audience, so Hazel coughed, "Ah-hem.".

Pascal glanced over, "Oh, like, hey!" He said causally, without stopping at all.

"Hey?" Hazel said incredulously. "That's all you have to say?"

Pascal looked confused, then as if a lightbulb had gone off he smiled at her. He pushed Dr. Coppin away and turned to them, his cock still rock hard and dripping in salava, "Sorry, like, what's my, uh, manners? You want to blow me?"

Hazel scoffed, "Yes," It took her a second to realize what she said but her body was already moving forward, "I mean yes, obviously!" She knelt down in front of him. What the hell was going on? She couldn't stop herself from leaning forward and taking his cock in her mouth. She could taste not just the sweat and spit on it, but also unmistakably pussy, he must have been fucking Dr. Coppin too.

She had no conscious control over her body as she blew him. Unlike with Dr. Coppin, he didn't try and facefucker her, instead letting her to all the work. He had surprising stamina, or maybe not surprising considering how many times he's likely to have cum in the past 24 hours, but eventually she was 'rewarded' with a mouthful of his cum.

She swallowed and sat back on her heels, "Thank you for you cum!" She said, shocking herself. Then she finally found herself back in control. She stood up quickly and looked back at Azure, "What the hell?" She asked.

"Dude, you like, love blowjobs!" Pascal said. He was sounding a little off, like he was still drunk or something.

Dr. Coppin giggled, "No, like, um, you love blowjobs!" She said to Pascal.

Azure smacked herself, "Oh right. Pascal's order was for you to be unable to refuse a blowjob. The thanking must be him too."

"Ugh, fucking great," Hazel said, "Why would I let that happen?"

"Dunno, blame it on the ****." Azure said.

Hazel groaned, "Let's jsut fix it...what the fuck. Where is it?" She had finally looked to the corner for the computer, but it was gone. "It's fucking gone!"

"Dunno man, what are you talking, uh, about?" Pascal asked.

"Ya, like, uh, we could, uh...what was I saying?" Dr. Coppin asked.

"Hey, himbo and bimbo," Azure snapped her fingers, "The computer. It was here when I left, now it's gone. Who took it?"

Dr. Coppin and Pascal looked at each other, "Uh..."

Dr. Copping shook her tits excitedly, "Oh, oh, I 'member! Tiny tits!"

"Oh ya, tiny tits!" Pascal said.

"Tiny tits..." Hazel asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Dr. Coppin started fondling herself, "Like, uh, big tits but small."

"Someone with small tits took the comptuer?" Hazel guessed.

"Ya, dope." Pascal said.

"Oh God, why did I make them so dumb?" Hazel wondered aloud, "Do you mean Dotty? Winona? A man?"

"Ya," Pascal said, "One of them. Probably."

"Probably?"

"We were fucking so..."

Hazel screamed, "Fuck. Ok, Azure you can stay here, I'll go find the others."

They hurried out of the clubroom as fast as they could. Hazel's panic level was rising. She'd fucked everyone up and lost the means to fix things. She had to move fast before all of their lives were ruined.