Keep Messing with Oliva

Olivia opened her notebook and got ready to take notes.

"Miss Walker!" said Professor Torkleson.

"Yes?" asked Olivia.

"I don't know if this is some sort of sorority stunt, but you cannot act like this in my class. Put your shirt on or get out!"

Olivia was worried. She had taken her shirt off because it was unbuttoned, and she could not sit there in class with an unbuttoned shirt and her tits showing, but she could not disobey her professor, so she put her shirt back on. She looked around class and noticed everyone was staring at her like she was insane.

"Now, can we please start class without any more distractions?" said the professor.

As class went on, all Olivia could think about was how uncomfortable her shirt was and how much she wanted to take it back off. Class finally ended. On her way out, Professor Torkleson warned Olivia that one more stunt like that would get her kicked out of class.

Olivia walked to the nearest ladies room. She took her shirt off and stuffed it in her backpack. "That's better," she said to herself. She looked at herself in the mirror over the sink and smiled. She had an hour before her next class, so she thought she would head back to her dorm. Her roommate Karen should be back from her morning yoga class, and she could talk to Karen about her weird morning.

As Olivia walked out of the bathroom, she saw a couple of boys staring at her. "Look at my titties!" she said cheerfully with a big smile. She walked off. As she walked to her dorm, every time she passed a boy, she said "Look at my titties!" with a big smile on her face. She got back to her dorm room and found Karen sitting crosslegged on her bed, her hair wrapped in a towel. She was putting on make up.

Karen looked up when Olivia entered. "My god, Olivia, what the fuck?"

"What?"

"You're walking around topless?" asked Karen.

Olivia looked down. "Oh my god!" she said. She clasped her hands over her breasts. She realized that not only had she been walking around topless, but telling every boy she asked to look at her titties and doing so with a big smile on her face. She blushed deeply. She walked to her dresser and pulled out a black t-shirt and put it on. "I don't know what's wrong with me today!" she said.

Karen shook her head. "Are you high?"

"No!" said Olivia. She sat on her bed.

Karen picked up cup of coffee from her nightstand and took a sip.

"You went to Java Joint?" asked Olivia, trying to resume some normality.

"No, actually, that Kevin from down the hall gave it to me. He said he got a two-for-one deal and said he had overheard me say once I loved caramel lattes, so I got a free one." Karen took another sip.

Upon hearing Kevin's name, Olivia reached up and massaged her breasts. She thought about how nice Kevin was and wondered what it would be like to have him slide his cock between her boobs.

"Fuck, Olivia!" Said Karen, "enough with the boobs already!"

Olivia realized she was playing with her boobs while fantasizing about titty fucking Kevin. She dropped her hands. "Fuck me!" she said. "Maybe I need a shrink!"

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Kevin sat in his dorm room. He grinned from ear to ear. He had been giving Olivia subliminal commands all morning and totally messing with her mind.

Olivia Walker, the next time you see Kevin, you will think of how nice it would be to have his cock in between your tits.

Kevin smiled. He reached down to adjust the hard on in his jeans. He was just getting started with Olivia, and now he had slipped a pill into her roommate's latte.