Victoria Justice.

-Five minutes earlier-

Victoria Justice, a celebrity renowned for her parts in Nickelodeon sitcoms, pulled into the driveway of her good friend, Bella Thorne. The two met a few years back, when they were both doing TV shows for Nick and Disney channel, and had kept close ties since.

As Victoria put her car in park, she thought about what Bella told her when they last spoke.

"I hope the photoshoot went well." Victoria pondered. "She seemed so excited about it, but I haven't heard anything from her over the past few days. Bella really needed something to go her way, and I just hope nothing bad happened."

Putting her thoughts aside, Victoria hopped out of the car and made her way to the front door. She pressed the doorbell and waited, only to receive no response. Again, she rang for her friend, and still she found no answer.

"Bella!?" Victoria shouted. "It's Tori! You home!?"

Silence. Victoria went around to the garage, checking for any clues to Bella's whereabouts.

"Well, her car's still here." she said, peering through the window of the side door.

She walked back to the front entrance, digging out the spare house key from behind a potted plant.

"Fine, Bella. You leave me ****." Victoria said, unlocking the door.

The door creaked faintly as she entered her friend's home. Victoria set her coat and bag on a hanger and set out further into the abode.

"Bella? You home?" she asked again.

Upon entering the living room, the actress was struck with a strong odor.

"Ugh. What is that?" she said to herself. "I gotta get this girl some Febreeze."

As she further explored the space, she found a pile of clothes crumpled up on the floor, as well as a path of semi-dried slime running up the stairs. Placing her hand on the newel post, she could've sworn she heard moaning coming from the upper level.

"Bella? Is that you?" Victoria called out one last time. "If you don't answer me, I'm coming up there."

A moment passed, still no response from whoever was up there.

"Goddammit." she thought as she began climbing the stairs, carefully avoiding the mess beneath her feet.

The sound of groaning grew louder as Victoria approached Bella's bedroom. By the final stair, Victoria could clearly tell that the moans belonged to Bella. She quickly picked up her pace, and as she entered the doorframe, she was awestruck by the sight before her.

Her friend, Bella Thorne, was lying naked on her bed, writhing in pleasure. And at her crotch stood the biggest penis Victoria had ever seen. Cum sprayed from the tip like a fire hose, coating everything in the room in a white goo. Bella didn't even notice her, like she was in some kind of trance.

Victoria tried to find the words to express her fear, confusion, and disgust. She wanted to turn and run, maybe even scream, but she was also hypnotized by the scene before her. It was like looking at a horrific car crash. You know it's bad, and yet you can't look a way.

When she opened her mouth, she blurted out the only three words she could muster:

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!???"