The Coming Storm

Becky Gambril’s ass wobbled slightly as she adjusted her tight jeans. Lily watched the display with hungry, **** eyes, feeling the demonic bulk between her legs strain against the duct tape restraints. While the thought of the monstrous cock swinging free in front of all her classmates terrified Lily, she couldn’t pull her eyes away.

It’s damn good, isn’t it? The voice said mockingly. You can act all pure, but you’re learning to appreciate a fat ass or a big pair of titties just like a man.

It would be so much easier to deal with all of this if it weren’t for that damn voice.

All of a sudden, Helen emerged from the crowd and made her way to Lily.

“Hey, unless the school burns down, we’re still on for cleanup tonight. Be there.”

Helen was a small girl with a tight body and a bookish look. She was a pretty girl, but she didn’t know it. Despite herself, Lily found herself drinking in the mousy young woman’s body, causing the demonic cock to grow even harder.

“I’ll, um, be there,” Lily said quietly.

Just you and her in the closet together. What an opportunity! I bet she’s tighter than a vice! I can't wait to fill her!

Lily wished desperately that she could just tell the damn voice to shut up. Telling it to fuck off with her thoughts didn't seem to carry the same weight and in these moments of **** silence, it always seemed to work itself up into a froth.

She was beginning to worry a good deal about this afternoon.

Several hours in a confined space with her best friend, the voice giving a a running commentary of Helen's ass and tits. All the while, the monstrous bulk that now occupied space between Lily's legs would work against the taped restraints, inching towards freedom.

What would Helen say if she saw it? God, she would think Lily was a complete freak.

Under every other worry lurked a darker one. What if Lily couldn't keep the monster at her crotch under control? She had almost lost it from a single hug from her mom. Three hours in close quarters with cute bookworm of a friend would be a million times harder to deal with than a simple hug.

Why bother, you dumb bitch? Just give up and fuck the little slut until she can't walk. You're gonna do it eventually.

"Lily, are you okay?" Helen asked.

The cold anger that had covered the young woman's face like a storm cloud since that morning broke temporarily, revealing genuine concern.

"I'm fine," Lily said quickly, stepping away from her friend. "Never been better."

"I don't believe you."

"Whatever. It's fine. I'll see you this afternoon."

"Fine," Helen said. The anger had returned.

The pretty young woman turned around and marched off, her cute bottom swaying back and forth. Lily watched that ass go, feeling the hunger within rip at her soul.

You're gonna fuck her brains out.

"Not if I can help it," Lily said under her breath.

A dark excitement rippled under the surface of her mind. She found it hard to believe her own words.