Three Bored Girls: Ash Makes a Mistress

Abrams whistled when he saw Ash’s choice.

“That’s the one, right there,” he said. “That’s the one that makes it spiral out of control.”

“Oh yeah?” May asked.

She knew why. But she was also coming to understand that her place in conversations with Abrams was as the pupil to his teacher.

He nodded.

“Really, the only reason she picked that is because of the submissive streak that Erica’s changes gave her. But now that one of them’s a full blown dom? Yeah, they’re off to the races.”

“Well, I can’t wait to see it,” May said with a smile. “Say… have you ever used any of the things we’ve developed? Like, personally?”

He shook his head vigorously.

“Absolutely not. What’s that old saying about not getting high on your own supply?”

“....don’t get high on your own supply?”

“Yeah. That one,” he said un-self-consciously.

She leaned back in her chair and brought her knees to her breasts. The girls were all sleeping now, but in spite of that, Abrams was glued to the screen. Indeed, these parts of their little watch party were going to get pretty boring.

But she thought she knew what to do about that.

Discreetly, she withdrew her phone and texted a friend from her own department.

Hey, do you still have a copy of hot potato?

*****

Bianca woke from her dozing to find two things; that Ash was fast asleep in her arms and that she was very thirsty. Gently, Bianca slipped out from under her. She gave a little whimper of protest, but didn’t wake. Bianca admired her bare back for a moment, and gave her a kiss on the cheek before tucking her in and slipping out of bed.

Bianca quietly exited, slipping through the darkened living room to her kitchen where she poured, then greedily downed, a glass of cold water. She was on her way back when a voice spoke up behind her.

“Bianca. Hey.”

Startled, she turned on her heels and dropped into a self defense pose before she realized it was only Erica. The pose dropped, along with her jaw, when Bianca saw her. Streetlight partially illuminated her where it streamed in through the far window, revealing a taller, curvy woman with a round bottom, enormous breasts and hair that flowed over her body and almost shimmered in the light casting off of it.

Erica must have sensed her thoughts. As Bianca admired her, she reached over to turn on the lamp. It revealed even more extensive changes than Bianca had realized. Her skin was a uniform creamy white. Bianca thought she’d become genderless somehow, but realized that she was wearing some barely visible lingerie instead.

“I take your nudity as a sign that you and Ash finally hooked up,” Erica said. “About time. The tension between you two was getting a bit hard to live with.”

“Erica, what the...” Bianca stammered in response. “What the hell happened to you?”

“I’m not totally sure,” Erica admitted in her typically deliberate tone. “Something’s made me change every time I won a match earlier. There was some bonus mechanic that made it even more intense if I won Play of the Game. Very interesting.”

She looked down at herself.

“I think it built up to a doll theme.”

Yes, Bianca could see that now. She did look a bit like a porcelain doll, and an extremely beautiful one at that. Bianca felt a sudden, hot need to pin her against the couch and find out just how sexless she really was.

Instead, she flashed a flirty grin.

“A doll, huh?” Taking a step toward her as a strange boldness overtook her, “Need someone to play with you?”

Erica, to her credit, didn’t back away. Her gaze met Bianca’s as she objected.

“You know, you should really be a great deal more alarmed about this. We all should. This is pretty messed up,” Erica said, before her eyes turned to the side. “Also, yes.”

Bianca took the invitation, pulling her into an embrace and kissing her pink painted lips. Her hand found Erica’s breasts, half expecting hard stone globes. They were instead perky and pillowy, and Erica moaned as she fondled them. She allowed Bianca to take her, giving her no resistance and even placing her hands on her hips to hold on. But she didn’t do much to return her affections. Even as ready as Bianca was to ravish her, she suddenly felt unsure of herself.

“Why are you stopping?” Erica said, interrupting her thoughts.

Erica blinked.

“You don’t hate this?” she asked.

“Are you kidding me? This is amazing. I mean, it’s certainly a product of brainwashing but…” Erica started before trailing off, “Fuck it, could you please keep going?”

Erica was breathing heavily, her eyes pleading. But Bianca had a better idea.

“No. Come with me,” she insisted.

Erica gave a disappointed grunt, but followed along all the same. This gorgeous doll woman meekly obeying her commands gave her a thrill she hadn’t expected. And wasn’t that odd, come to think of it?

Suddenly, she remembered her phone. She stopped outside Ash’s door.

“Wait here,” she commanded. “Quietly. Just be a pretty dolly till I get back, okay?”

Erica rolled her eyes, but Bianca didn’t miss the uncomfortable little squirm she made before she stood stock still, back arched slightly to show off her prominent tits.

“Good girl,” Bianca said, giving her a wink. “I’ll be back for you in just a moment.”

She entered her own bedroom and collected her phone. Sure enough, she had a timer waiting from the app. 22 hours and change remaining. It was a generous timer; far more so than the ones she’d seen previously. That was interesting, but it also meant that someone had changed her, and recently, from the looks of it.

“Was this you?” She asked Erica, showing her the push notification as she returned to her.

Erica shook her head.

“I did Ash. I made her love her new job. Y’know, in a sex way. Oh, and she’ll get paid app points and money when she does it.”

“Hmmm… neat,” Bianca said, mulling that over. “So, you need to be played with, and she gets off on… what exactly?”

“Taking orders, I believe is how the app worded it.”

Bianca beamed, taking Erica by the wrist.

“Well, then… I think I know a way we can make all three of us very happy.”

*****

Ash woke with a start as her bedroom door flew open and her light turned on. She jumped, startled, as Bianca stood in the doorway.

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” she declared.

Ash examined her as she tried to sweep the cobwebs from her brain.

“Yes, mistress,” she responded reflexively.

Bianca grinned as she said it, her eyes reflecting something both interesting and exciting. Then Ash remembered the change she’d made and sat up a bit straighter.

“I brought you something. Part toy, part assignment.”

Before Ash could inquire further, Bianca stepped aside, revealing a woman. She gave her a playful swat on her generous ass to urge her forward. When Ash finally recognized her, she gasped.

“Erica?” she marveled at the transformed woman.

“Yes, yes,” Erica said impatiently. “My stream transforms me now. Thanks, whoever picked that one.”

“Guilty…” Ash admitted.

“Moving on. Will someone please fucking play with me already?”

“Ash, you heard the girl,” Bianca said, giving Erica a gentle push toward the bed. “Play with her.”

Ash was up and moving before she could stop herself, wrapping her arms around Erica’s neck and pulling her in close.

“Yes, mistress,” she agreed, planting a kiss on Erica’s lips.

Erica returned it a bit shyly. Ash, bound by her command, didn’t stop toying with her, liberating Erica from the bra she wore. Ash’s own body was on fire, extremely aroused for reasons she didn’t fully understand.

“You okay with this?” she asked, kissing her neck. “I don’t wanna if you’re not.”

“It’s… ooh… it’s fine,” Erica breathed as Ash took a nipple in her mouth. “I… aaah! I…need it.”

Ash knelt, kissing her pale midriff as she made her way down between her legs.

“On the bed, you two,” Bianca commanded from behind Erica. “I want a good view.”

Ash peeled her panties down to her legs, and Erica kicked them off as she settled on the bed.

“Yes, mistress,” Ash called, following her.

In spite of Erica’s insistence, Ash felt guilty.

“You’re in good hands,” she tried to reassure her. “I’ve got some experience now.”

“So do I,” Erica said, spreading her legs for her.

“What?!” Ash and Bianca both cried in unison.

“I’ve dabbled, okay. Can it wait, please?” she panted.

A bit emboldened by this surprising revelation, Ash locked eyes with Erica, kissing just below her navel. When Ash brought her lips to Erica’s lower ones, she cried out.

*****

Bianca stoked herself as she watched her roommates writhe together, each fulfilling the urges their changes had brought on them. Despite merely being a spectator, she’d never been so turned in her life. By the time the girls climaxed in unison, she already had twice.

She struggled to remind herself that these were her roommates. That Ash, in particular, was her friend, and potentially even more than that. In spite of herself, though, she felt the two were her playthings. She could make them do anything right now, and she absolutely loved it.

“What was that?” Ash panted, clearly exhausted. “I’ve never… gotten off like that before.”

“It’s the change I gave you earlier,” Erica explained. “You get off when you do what we tell you. Probably got paid, too.”

“Paid?” Ash said, clearly starting to drift off again, “That’s nice…”

That reminded Bianca of the app again. She reached for her phone.

“You two make some space for me,” she commanded. “I’ll join you in just a sec.”

The two parted, Erica with a protesting groan, Ash muttering her usual response to her orders. She’d join them soon enough, but she wanted to use the app.