She strike's it off, and your mad

"Hang on there big boy" Stacey says uncapping the marker. She pauses watching her boyfriend reach down and squeeze his cock, a small bead of cum appearing the tip. You collect the small pearlescent droplet on the tip of your finger and bring it up to your mouth, causing you to elicit a moan as you savor your newest favorite flavor.

Stacey quickly strikes a line through the words she wrote and watches your expression change as the magic of the marker rewires your brain back to the way it was.

Eyes wide, your mind is hazy and your breathing ragged. Pushing yourself back you stumble off the bed and into the dresser. "Babe are you ok?" Stacey asks, concern in her voice. You hold onto the dresser and steady yourself, the fog in your mind lifting. You look at Stacey and turn away, taking a couple of steps towards the open door.

"WHAT THE FUCK STACE!" You turn and shout at her. She jumps and recoils at your outburst. "WHY DID YOU WRITE THAT?" She scrambles backwards up the bed pushing herself back into the bedhead. Your mind is reeling, shocked at what you had done after she wrote those five words on you. You gag at the thought, turning back around you leave the room and make your way quickly to the bathroom, opening the mirror cabinet and grabbing the half empty bottle of mouthwash inside.

Popping the cap off, you bring it up to your mouth and take a shot, swishing the minty flavored liquid around your mouth before spitting it in the sink before you. You take another shot and repeat the action, angry, confused thoughts flowing through your mind. why? why did she write such a thing when she knew you didn't want to do THAT. Taking another swig, you throw your head back and gargle.

As you spit out the mouthwash for the third time, you can faintly hear crying travelling down the hallway. With a deep minty inhale, you place the cap back on the mouthwash and return it to its place in the cabinet. Closing the mirror door, you put your hands on either side of the sink and stare back at yourself in the mirror.