Take the RED pill

“Why don’t we find out what these are together?” You ask the girl, tossing her the pill bottle. “Perhaps you could get some first hand-experience and recommend it to a customer later on.”

Some air escapes her mouth. “Well, I doubt I could get in any more trouble.”

You take the red pill and pop it in your mouth and swallow it dry without a second thought. Probably not the smartest idea, but when nothing happens you assume nothing is wrong, so you continue to dig through the boxes, thinking that the pill was just vitamins or some kind of essential oil substitute for something. However, after a while, your stomach starts to feel warm. At first, the sensation was kinda pleasing, but then it started to twist painfully.

It’s easy to ignore at first, but the pain rapidly increases, making you pause and consider stepping out. Was that a laxative?! Your stomach twists harder - it almost feels like there’s someone grabbing your insides as hard as they can and twisting them. Bloem notices your discomfort and asks if you are feeling alright. She seems to be fine.

Fuck no I’m not! Is what you want to say, but you just continue to exhale and stretch. You lie to her instead and tell you’re just taking a brief stop. Then, as fast as it started, the pain subsides. Your stomach knots are now being replaced with another feeling…

Not so slowly - a proud erection starts to build and you start to sweat. You are now incredibly horny. Your boner makes a throbbing, and obvious bulge in your pants that you can’t really hide. You hunch over and mindlessly dig through the box, feeling extremely confused.

“I can’t find anything that you are looking for. There’s a chance that they are put someplace else.” Bloem says, sounding very sexy all of a sudden. “Perhaps you should just leave and come back some other time?”

“Wow,” you laugh. “You have a wonderful voice.”

You look up to meet her glaze. Her expression doesn’t really match what she’s said. In fact, she shouldn’t have sounded that erotic to begin with, but you weren’t going to question that. She smiles at you, somewhat forcefully, and then nods. “Thanks?”

Bloem looks down and gauges how much longer this will take. You take more of her in. You didn’t notice before, but her hair is guided to the other side of her face with a pin. Her eyes are amber and bright, brighter than you last remembered, her fair skin is perfect with no blemishes anywhere, her makeup isn’t dark, but is instead blended with her complexion with light colors of a faint orange. She’s the prettiest person you’ve laid your eyes on…(?)

She’s saying something, but your horned up state has prevented you from actually listening to anything she’s spoken. Her eyes drift up at you. Her glossy lips move, but none of her words register still. She glances down at your box, just now notices that you haven’t done anything. Her eyes widened.

“Oh, no.” she mutters. “Did...did you take those red pills from that box?”

“Uh, ha, yeah.” You cross your arms, losing the last sense of decency.

Her eyes widened further somehow. She shoots up. “The red ones?!”

“The red ones ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).”

She’s about to say something else, but her eyes lock onto the bulge that’s between your legs. Her cheeks dye crimson and she looks away. “Those are energy pills, you idiot!”

She starts to fidget and blink. She covers her mouth and apologizes, but you didn’t take any offense. Her voice sounds **** for some reason. And now that she’s looked up at you, you notice she’s starting to look a little...heated too for some reason.

“You need to leave,” she says finally, but she doesn’t seem to like what she’s saying. “You and I need to get away from each other. Right. Now.”

Your cock throbs in response to her words. Her eyes glance down briefly, but she fights the pill commands and starts pushing you out the door. Her touch sets you both off however.

Just as her palms press against your chest, you grab her wrists and pull her into your body. Her lips meet and lock, allowing your tongue to dart into each other. This feels like your first kiss, it’s exciting and makes your mind spin. A girl has never felt so soft either. As she stumbles into your embrace, you are sandwiched between her and the wall as you start making out.

There’s a small voice inside of your head telling you stop. Bloem is undoubtedly having the same voice telling her the same, but it’s hopeless fighting it. You both instead embrace each other’s movements and advances.