Revelation

Max and John are sulking as they leave the room. Steve blows you a kiss, which does not make you feel anything but fear and pain. You all watch them go as you remain stuck as Liz keeps her hands on yours. Your life is over. You are pregnant, you will be homeless, you will never have sex again and you will lose everything you care about. Why were you so stupid? Alicia hands everyone some more wine as you start to tremble. “Blake? What’s up?” The tears are starting to flow and you can’t help a wail that is immediately cutoff by Alicia’s lips. She keeps kissing you as you find yourself starting to relax. Her hands are on your back before you feel a nail against your rib. You jump and she breaks the kiss, grinning. “Get her!” she exclaimed, before feather dusters begin dancing and dusting across your naked body.

You howl, you scream, you guffaw, you wail and finally screech with the delirious sounds of an extremely ticklish teenage girl. “Twickle, twickle, twickle slut!” teased Alicia as her duster explored your pits. Liz is now sitting on your hands and shake and pull as you do, her knees have trapped your hands. You buck wildly as the dusters are exploring somewhere very sensitive. “Her butt’s ticklish! I am tickling her round bum cheeks with my dusters. Shit, listen to the noise she makes when I tickle her crack!” Expressed Simone with glee. Your voice start to crack, everything is getting heavy. You start to feel woozy as the tickling blocks your voice and it stops.

You suck in the air as Alicia starts to speak. “No wailing.” “I w-want huhuh to die!!” you manage to whimper. “Consequences are something that all girls..” “Second I c-can, I…huhuh am ending it all!” There was a gasp from everyone. The tears are starting to well again as Liz forces you on your back. “Fuck, Blake. It’s a joke! Seriously nobody is pregnant. The wine that we drank at first is the pill. None of those three assholes ever got any girl pregnant, I made sure that morning after pills are available to every girl in the school!!! You can’t take chances! Heck, the wine that you were about to drink before you started sobbing has a morning after pill. Don’t you think your parents will ask a ton of questions, if you disappear? I was just teaching you a lesson about being a perve! You aren’t even straight, dummy! The pills made you bi instead of lesbian! With normal Xchange, you would still want pussy! And if you calm down and agreed to terms, I will make sure that you both became a guy again at the end of the sleepover and obviously are not pregnant!” “Really? You mean, Ali?” “Yes, you bimbo! I take it, you agree to our terms?” “YES!”