Vanessa stays focused

Vanessa wasn't sure how she imagined her first day at her new college. She didn't think she'd be wandering around with this wet of a pussy. But it felt good. She was a Good Girl, and Professor Lords told her to go to lunch and get a spiked milk shake, so she was determined to go to lunch and get a milkshake. Maybe it was that determination that let her say "No thanks" when she and her friends encountered a guy on their way to the cafeteria. He was a senior, and said that he and his girlfriend wanted to have a quick threesome before their next class. "Everyone knows that you freshman girls need a good dicking in your first day," he said. It was true, Vanessa really wanted to get fucked. But she had Professor Lords' voice in her head telling her to go to the cafeteria. Sophia ended up saying yes, dropping her pants right there and then.

Vanessa and Lily continued on. She spotted a guy leading two girls on golden leashes. They were wearing golden bikinis, like in that one movie with the sand and the lasers. They didn't quite look like the girl from the movie, one was a redhead with freckles on her boobs and the other was Chinese, and both of them had incredibly large hooters. They both looked pleased as punch, and both Vanessa and Lily had the thought of how could they get a guy like that. Part of Vanessa, the thinky part of Vanessa, knew he wasn't all that great. He had a scraggly, patchy red-brown beard, he needed to up his skin care regime, and he wore a fedora for God's sake. But she didn't want to think too hard, and the bigger part of her was imagining him fingering her right there and then.

She redoubled her pace towards the cafeteria. She needed to get a milkshake, two milkshakes. Then, once she had done that, she could have all the guys play with her pussy. That was fair. She should do what Professor Lords told her to do. There was a line to check into the cafeteria. She tried not to stare at the frizzy-haired girl who was underneath a nearby table, her head bobbing up and down on a guy's crotch.

There were two girls checking people in. They'd take a student's ID and moments later, their meal pops out at the end. For guy students, they got pizzas, sandwiches, normal cafeteria food. One guy had a ribeye steak? Maybe he paid extra for it. Girls on the other hand, they got popsicles, mostly it seemed like. Ice cream cones. One other freshman girl, Vanessa didn't know her name but knew she was too stocky and broad, only got a single lollipop? Lily gave them her Student ID and got four or five different popsicles to suck on.

Both girls checking people in were beautiful. They must have been seniors; both of them had heavy, heaving, gigantic hooters, Vanessa thought. She wanted to lay her head against their sweater pillows and take a nap.

"So, Kyle keeps asking me to dress up, and its like whatever," the one with tattoos and dyed green hair, "Kyle's a member of the nerd frat, and they've got a new pill to enhance their dicks, so he's got that thick nerd cock, and its like, just bend me over, do me from behind and pull my hair, and I'll dress up as Princess Zelda or some anime or whatever you want."

"Oooohh, that's so fun, Kyle wants you to be his little cosplay slut, that sounds likes so much fun!" the dark-skinned girl with an old-fashioned apron giggled, "Y'know, Hunter hasn't really said what he wants me to doing after we graduate. I mean, he said that he's gonna put a couple babies in me, but I don't know what I'm gonna do after. I guess be a bimbo mommy?"

"Oh, you'd be so good as a bimbo housewife!" the green-haired giggled, "ID?" She didn't even look at Vanessa.

Vanessa gave her her student ID, "Uh, I'm supposed to get a milkshake? Two milkshakes? Two Spiked milkshakes?"

"Oh, very funny, frosh," the black bimbo soon-to-be housewife said, "Someone told you to ask for a spiked milkshakes, probably don't even know why. Maybe heard you get a start on your titt--"

"Wait, Samantha, look at this. Professor Lords just put an order in."

"Seriously? She must have **really** screwed up in his class or he must **really** want to fuck her," Samantha said.

"Might as well go back to your dorm and burn all your tops now, they're not gonna fit after this," the other girl said. They scanned her ID.

A tall black man with a white beard stuck his head out the window where the students food came out. "Seriously, two spiked milkshakes? For a freshman?"

One of the girls in front giggled and pointed at Vanessa, "Professor Lords okayed it."

"Alright, shit, she is cute," the short order cook said, "I may have her wrap her tits around my dick once they come in. Two spiked milkshakes, coming up."

Shortly thereafter, two milkshakes were on a orange plastic tray for Vanessa. Both of the bimbos manning the entrance seemed to staring into her soul as she took her tray back to the dining area.

She started sucking the straw for one of the milkshakes. Her mouth started to tingle. Her throat started to tingle. Her chest started to tingle and grow warm. Oh fuck, oh fuck...

She sucked on the straw some more.