Gia Gifts Some Piercings

Bee looked in the mirror before flinging her fire engine red hair back over her shoulder. It was frizzy, looking slightly wild and unkempt. Standing before the mirror she looked herself up and down, a pale slender figure lacking the curves of many a more appealing woman.

Squeezing a breast Bee pressed her nipple forward with a smile, before frowning slightly and removing the piercing she so often used to draw attention to her rather flat chest.

Gia had dragged Bee to her work deliberately to show off these new plain looking barbells. Rolling the new body jewelry between two fingers Bee examined it. It didn’t look any different. Its stainless steel appearance however was betrayed by a strange weight, something Bee wasn’t sure was actually there as much as it was felt.

“Just one night…” Bee reassured herself, reminding herself that she had committed to try them for one night and tell Gia if, and how they were better.

A difficult task as Gia hadn’t revealed any of those details, not to mentioned the earrings brand having no presence on the internet.

Inserting the metal through her pierced nipple Bee proceed to change the piercing on her other breast, frowning at them in the mirror before wandering out into her bachelor apartment.

Opening netflix on her laptop Bee pulled up The Black Room to watch, considering what her plans could be for the weekend, fatigue suddenly surfacing and pulling on her mind, conscious thought slowly drowning past whispers of alarm into a deep sleep.

The strangely lucid dream had Bee experiencing the corruption and possession of those around her. Escaping the house that was the center point of all the evil she soon found herself clad in figure hugging pants and a transparent lace corset in a rave.

The dancing the rhythm pounding alongside her heart as the other revellers around her slowly devolved into passionately stripping each other, kissing, groping, and more. From skater girls soon clad only in thongs with halter tops pushed down to expose their breasts, through latex and leather clad beauties showing just how little lurked beneath their artificial skins.

With a seeming blink Bee's outfit was a valentines red, her pants no longer present as she drifted amongst the sea of bodies, pressing up against other bodies, dancing fingers along slowly stroked cocks, cupping breasts, and revealing camel toes.

As her head swayed with the music she pulled the cups down on her lingerie, enjoying the round fullness of her fake looking medium sized tits as she offered the gravity defying orb to one woman in a catsuit unzipped down to her mons.

Bee gasped as she felt the woman relieve pressure Bee didn’t know was there, a morbid yet exciting thrill passing through Bee as she watched the woman’s eyes turn yellow, an Avril Lavigne looking girl with small breasts taking Bee's other tit in her mouth before gasping in orgasm, their tits quickly spilling over the edge of her tank top with inflation before she smiled and sunk back into the crowd guiding another head to take her place.

Bee felt terror, fear that the evil wasn’t in the house, it was in her... and the pleasure of it.. She liked it.

Jolting upright and screaming awake into the dark of her apartment Bee panted heavily as if having just run for her life. Glancing around to room everything seemed in place, Netflix querying if she was still watching.

Bee’s only rational response made as she closed the laptop and rolled over to try and sleep.

After all, it was only a silly horror movie.

Bee groaned in surrender as she blindly swatted for her cell phone, eager to submit to its alarm in exchange for it ceasing its attack on her almost fully vanquished sleep.

“No more demon movies before bed.” Bee groaned, her fatigue weighted brain unable to figure any other cause for the assorted strange dreams through the night.

From Embrace of the Vampire, through Fright Night, Night of Demons, and Cabin In The Woods, the consistent theme seemed to be of her slowly becoming the evil and preying on those around her.

A ridiculous thought as she sat up and felt kind of off balance.

Dismissing it Bee sluggishly meandered to the washroom, flipping on the shower before turning to yawn at her bed headed reflection. My hair is a thoroughly fucked disaster, Bee thought before stepping to the warm jet of water, quickly letting it weigh down and suppress the frizzy mess she would have to wrestle control of.

As Bee felt herself grow ever more aware basking in the warm downpour she grew still, her eyes slowly glancing down to where her hand had paused over her suddenly more erogenous chest, her hardened nipples perking out atop the swollen mound easily a cup size bigger than the flat A she had gone to sleep with.

Slowly probing them Bee didn’t know of she was feeling them in disbelief, or wanton desire at the feel of playing with them.

Teasing the piercings between her fingers Bee found herself inquiring aloud, “How did you little..” Moaning in surprise Bee swore she could feel the teasing of her nipple ripple down to her clit.

With a gobsmacked smile Bee continued to play with the newly grown tits, teasing herself easily to the cusp of cumming, Bee marveled at the sensations before bracing herself to push over the edge. Biting her lip as she finished Bee hurried to finish washing.

Stepping out of the shower she grabbed her phone, angled the camera and groped herself for the lens.

Don’t know how they did it, but these feel amazing. With the words typed and a click of the send button Bee delighted at the thoughts of what she was going to wear, as she finished getting ready for the day.

_They’re supposedly infused with something like when a bee stings to provoke a swelling without any pain or side effect. _Buzzed Bee's phone in response a few moments later, Gia's message ending with a broad smiling emoji.__

No side effect, hmm. Bee thought as she went about her day.