Emily got in her car and began driving to Nate's. A few people saw her scamper across the park dressed so scandalously and she blushed deeply unable to control the humiliation she was feeling. She stopped at a stoplight on the way and a group of boys she knew from high school were in the car next to hers on the road. They saw what she was wearing and recognized who she was and began honking their horn and taking snapchats of her. They knew her as the adorable yet prudish girl from high school and could not believe that she was dressed in just an incredibly sexy piece of lingerie.
The light seemed to stay red for ages and the boys in the other car rolled down their windows and one of them had the audacity to yell out to her, "From valedictorian to prostitute. Never saw this one coming!"
The light went green and Emily started crying. By the time she got to Nate's place, she was balling and hurriedly ran into his apartment building.
Nate opened the door and said, "What's wrong?" And "Wow! You look incredibly sexy!"
Emily continued balling and told him everything that had happened to her: how she had felt like she had to go the sex shop and buy the lingerie and wear it cause the guy working told her to, how she didn't have any money so she had to give him a lap dance to get it, and about her ride over and how those guys told her she looked like a prostitute cause well she did.
"I'm sorry, babe. It's my fault. I got a new power and can **** anyone to wear whatever I want so I decided to test it out."
"What??? This is your fault that I'm dressed like a slut and had to **** myself in front of that sex shop guy?! We're done! I'm never talking to you again!"
"Not so fast, Emily. You may want to rethink that," said Nate. "I can make you wear whatever I want. If you dump me, you'll be sorry. If not, I may be able to cut you a deal."
Comments