alison

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my eyelids fluttered in the soft light coming through the windows.

Welcoming me, the image of a strange roof greeted me.

"Where am I..." I asked as I lifted the upper half of my body in an attempt to orient myself while enduring a mild headache that pounded in my head.

Inspecting the room as I perosely remembered how I got here, my gaze fell on the woman sleeping peacefully beside me.

Kyoko, who was wearing only her sweater at this point, was breathing calmly.

Like a brick truck hitting a wall, all the memories of last night came rushing back to me.

It all started to make sense, the acrid smell trapped in the room, the sticky feeling on my face and the strange taste in my mouth.

The memories of last night rewound in my mind like a vhs.

The feeling of urgency took over me, I had to get out of here fast.

I got up in a hurry, trying not to wake Kyoko from her dreams as I pulled on the skimpy clothes I was wearing last night.

It would be embarrassing to go out in this in broad daylight but I had **** at this point.

I went into the bathroom and ignored the mess that was now my hair and quickly brushed my teeth.

I didn't want to hit someone with the smell of pussy in my mouth first thing in the morning.

After that and making sure Kyoko was still sleeping peacefully in the room, I crept out of the apartment.

***

I was reflecting lying on my bed after a long shower.

Billy had complimented me on my ingenuity in solving his mission and told me he would contact me tomorrow.

as my damp hair lay on my pillow the images of last night kept replaying in my mind.

it was frustrating, i needed an escape from this situation, at least someone to talk to, i should call lily?

but... i don't want to burden lily with my problems anymore. filling her head with things she can't solve or control would only make us both anxious.

but... somehow i had to get all these mixed feelings out.

My mind faced this challenge and found a solution.

I stood up in a hurry so that the idea wouldn't escape my mind and rummaging through my old drawers I found what I was looking for.

an old 9th grade notebook, even if half filled it would work perfectly well as a diary.

this was not a solution to my problems and I knew that well enough, but at least I could write in it my thoughts and emotions as a way of escape.

I didn't know what kind of powers the phantom bastard possessed but with this I could write them down and in the future maybe find a way to counteract them?

who knows, according to what i could read on the internet there are many types of ghosts in this world, knowing the abilities that billy possesses might help me to identify what kind of ghost he is.

with those goals in mind i left the diary on the table and wrote the first entry the next day.

***

07/15/20XX

"So, what do we have for today, phew. oh my."

The black-haired woman said to me as she vigorously jumped on a long purple plastic dildo.

Enjoying the lewd and degrading act she was performing.

However, the petite five-foot-five woman didn't care or even mind the prying eyes she was giving her petite body.

Instead, it seemed to turn her on even more as she enjoyed showing off.

My gaze met the bewitching green eyes that looked like mocking half moons as I quickly pondered who this woman was.

Her name was alison parker. A 23 year old singer from the local indie scene who had stood out due to the vast creativity and depth of her lyrics and songs.

She had started her career 2 years ago as an unknown soundcloud artist who quickly rose to popularity and became a viral internet phenomenon.

She was an elusive and enigmatic figure. she has no social network and little was known about her. yet her impact was too great.

I, who wasn't much for experimenting with my musical tastes, had fallen in love with her deep and creative lyrics and mix of genres.

I became one of her staunchest fans.

That woman who had amazed me with her songs about the different faces of love, depression and loneliness had now become one of Billy's new toys.

After months of "yoga" and "exercises" that reserved and somewhat tomboyish girl I saw entering Billy's studio had become the complete opposite.

I watched alison jump like a hungry slut on the plastic cock with a certain indifference, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

according to what antonella (who could be a reliable source of information when she wasn't billy's lapdog) had told me, I had seen alison in my memory and billy had seen alison in my mind.

billy had seen alison in my memory and had taken an interest in her as a "pet project". you see, even though alison parker rarely gave interviews she had become something of a feminist icon.

she wasn't a radical feminist by any stretch of the imagination, but at every little opportunity she would talk about the problems of women and young girls or the damage that porn was doing to young people's heads.

besides, her baggy and masculine way of dressing had been adopted by a certain young sector that saw with good eyes the fact of having an artist that didn't sexualize herself to sell.

billy wanted to take all that and twist it. he had taken alison and in 2 months had turned her into a hyper feminine version of herself with an insane hunger for sexual pleasure.

I looked at Alison with a certain indifference. After months of seeing the most lewd acts I could imagine, one gets used to it, even though I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her.

As I marveled at how the human mind could adapt to anything, I concentrated on my mission.

billy had ordered me to "watch the bitch". you see, when billy took control of alison's life she had gotten too excited. she had used her thoroughly for weeks on end.

he used alison's brain and voice to write obscene songs and play them at full volume or just had fun with the idea that such a beautiful performer and icon

was now no better than any of his "whores".

and although he changed alison's personality to suit the "pet project" he realized that when he wasn't around, alison seemed more like a rabid wolf than the cute poodle she was meant to be.

obviously this caused havoc, alison had been missing for a month and a half and when she returned it was not uncommon for her to be caught doing obscene things like masturbating in the booth or making inappropriate advances to the label's workers.

alison's label threatened to fire her if she didn't change her behavior and fulfill her overdue contractual obligations, and if it weren't for the intervention of one of billy's puppets and alison's manager it probably would have been. billy was too lazy to follow through on alison's contractual obligations.

but he also didn't want to change alison's metallicity back to alison's own, so he had his various dolls take care of his "rabid dog.

and to justify her absence in the following months she used as an excuse that alison had a bad cold so that billy could masturbate her body to boredom.

and even though she had had encounters with fans or certain media moves, billy didn't give a shit and did whatever she wanted.

however, billy had a plan for his plaything, he wanted to break alison's public image and mock the feminist icon she represented both in one fell swoop and then relaunch her career to what he thought was the best.

he managed to arrange an interview with a specialized media and sent me as a "ñiñera" to make sure that alison would fulfill her "obligations", although i felt it was more like a "duty" than a "duty". although i felt it was more like he simply wanted me to watch alison destroy herself.

I hated having to help my idol destroy herself, and though I tried to be strong, I obviously didn't realize the magnitude of the task at hand until I got to her apartment.

I couldn't lie, the sight of Alison moaning shamelessly in front of me had made me feel quite pitiful.

I felt a strong sense of guilt for Alison's current situation, it was because of me that she ended up in this situation and to top it all off I had also become an accomplice to Billy's plan.

But... As much as I hated to admit it, I preferred this to reliving something similar to the cowboy fantasy of last time.

I could still remember when I got out of bed wet thinking I was Billy the kid.

Basically today I wouldn't have to do anything degrading and humiliating which was a relief to my mind.

i quickly checked the table in my hand with all the activities alison had to do today.

"you have the interview that billy set up for you, he said that you should make an effort to present your new image to the world... he also said to wear something that will make everyone drool and not those fucking prison clothes."

I said in the most professional tone I could muster trying to ignore alison's sporadic moans and billy's stupid comment.

I knew from her face and the acceleration of her movements on top of the big purple cock that she was about to climax.

alison played with her small breasts, pulling on her unruly nipples.

"i see... that today... will not be...oh omg a day.... BUSY!!!"

alison's mouth distorted into an O that emitted a silent scream as her body arched in an unsightly way letting me see her ribs.

alison's body trembled with sporadic spasms from the pleasure she was feeling. her pussy hadn't achieved a squirt, but she was still drooling an incredible amount of love juice over the already glistening dildo.

A silly, lustful grin formed on her mouth as she said almost in a whisper.

"i love morning yoga..."

I waited for her to recover while ignoring the growing wetness in my crotch.

alison recovered slowly, her legs looked like 2 flimsy branches that would break at any moment.

even in that state she gave me a predatory look and a confident smile.

With difficulty he grabbed the purple cock and approached me staggering.

Grasping my buttock tightly, he placed the tip of the long object of pleasure directly on my pussy.

"Hey, why don't you try it too? You look so serious and I think you need some of this exercise to stop being such a stuck up bitch,

besides, it's master billy bitch, don't forget..." the last part was said in a completely radical and cold tone. a shiver ran through my body at his somewhat vacant and fanatic look.

with some courage I pulled her hand away from my ass and spoke "I won't... but if you're done it would be great if you get ready- " her gaze softened once I said the first part and with a big smile she continued speaking.

"oh come on, veronica is your no name isn't it ? you need to learn to embrace your femininity like a good master billy's woman, all this cloth and baggy clothes similar to the shitty clothes I wore before don't flatter your figure at all, plus you don't wear makeup or anything that makes you stand out!

maybe you should let me help you loosen up a little, I know first hand how liberating sex can be for prudish bitches" he said approaching me once again.

This time he tried to stand on his tiptoes to get closer to my lips as I kept my eyes on him.

The clothes she was currently wearing were a sort of tribute to the old alice, so I pulled the little black-haired girl

I pulled the little black-haired girl aside once again as I said in a calm tone, "We have to go soon.

"we have to leave shortly alison".

Undeterred by my rejection, alison smiled calmly as she threw down the dildo.

"I'll go take a shower.

the little black-haired girl walked calmly through her apartment towards the bathroom as her vagina left a trail of love juice in its wake.

i saw the big plastic cock i had thrown just seconds ago glistening with alison's pussy juices. it was amazing how her little body could swallow such a huge phallus.

"What a day ahead of me..." I muttered without realizing it.

unconsciously one of my hands ran across my sensitive breasts and without giving me my tongue licked the corners of my lips with desire...

***

I fiddled with my phone in a carefree manner while I waited for alison to come out of the bathroom.

we had arrived early at the interview site to avoid any mishaps, and by mishaps i meant alison.

to any stranger, the image of a sex-starved slut that alison presented to me this morning would be a clear lie to anyone who saw her now.

anyone looking at her right now would only see a cool, ordinary artist.

I put my phone in my pocket, it was almost time to start and Alison had already been there for a while.

I tapped on the door to call alison.

"alison, the production assistant told me to let you in in 5 minutes. please come out".

the bathroom door opened to reveal Alison Parker.

she was dressed in her black top that clung to her small bust and showed off her nipples and dark green cargo pants.

With her makeup flawless and her green eyes bewitching she gave me a knowing smile.

"oh sorry for the wait. i was just finishing getting ready and.... you know, girl stuff-" I gave a loud sigh and interrupted her.

"You've been rubbing your nipples over your top, haven't you?" I asked her with some suspicion.

"She had been doing that all the way over here to tease me. she said it was "part of her "preforms".

alison spoke with a clear sinism in her voice.

"come on veronica, you have to understand me, I mean up until recently I was singing and playing in my room at my mothers house and uploading the shit that came out on the internet.

and now I'm giving an interview for my first album, it all feels fast and confusing enough that I had to take a few seconds to relax with my fun little things here."

she pointed to her nonexistent boobs as she said that. it was amazing to see alison say that with no holds barred.

Before she could reply, we were called to come in.

So we hopelessly got on our way.

alison took her place in front of the interviewer after shaking hands and the interview began.

Host: "Welcome to our show. We are here today with the talented Alison Parker! this is Alison Parker for you.

She's here today to talk about love, her controversial and diverse opinions, but let's get to know our favorite artist better.

I have to admit, I've been a fan of your music since I heard you play at a bar uptown a couple of years ago and I've always been curious about your influences."

Alison: "oh thank you thank you thank you it's nice to be with you. well i've always liked music that was kind of obscure, you know what i mean.

the smiths, the cure, oh there are some guys from belarus... eh, molchat doma!. i've tried to capture that kind of sad vibe in my music. but also bands like made in japan or the black eyes piece."

presenter: "oh i can feel the influence of morrissey on the last album".

Alison: "oh yeah I LOVE Morrissey".

host: "yeah, i can tell. getting into it a little bit, you have been missing these last few months, i know you are a person who likes to keep a low profile but i think your fans and obviously me would like to know if you are working on a new album or what you have been up to in the meantime.

alison: i have been on a journey of re-discovery in the last while you know? learning and re-discovering who alison parker is?

learning about my body, sexuality and seeing new perspectives that were previously unfeasible for me has opened my mind in a way that is hard to explain.

presenter: "ohh i see i see, that explains your change in appearance. i mean, in previous interviews you've mentioned that the way you dress was to avoid being sexualized and to feel as comfortable as possible on stage so it's surprising your recent change in image.

"alison: oh, it's just that, well people change their minds, don't they? i found out i hate those clothes! they were boring, insecure prude clothes that didn't flatter me in any way, i started to love tight clothes, mini skirts, heels and let's not even talk about underwear haha!

presenter:...wow tough statements coming from you alison, I mean, your way of dressing had become such an icon among young girls and feminism, and you dismissed it without much trouble, didn't you?

alison: "well, part of feminism is sexual liberation, isn't it? we need to start letting go of all that prudishness and embrace our feminine side more strongly, I don't want to stop thinking that "I'm showing too much skin" or something like that.

host:" that's... that's a pretty controversial comment alison, and speaking of controversial, I know there were a few rumors that you were hitting on some fans over the last few months, what are your statements on that?"

alison: "i can only apologize to everyone, i wasn't myself at the time".

host: short answer eh, you have briefly mentioned your sexuality and I know you don't touch much on this subject but it would be interesting to see your new perspective on the subject, I know you have a cross against porn-"

alison:oh no problem, i think it's a good time to expose my new thinking, also just to be clear, i love porn! it hadn't been clear to me how feminine and swoon-worthy and wonderful it could be!

Also on the subject of my sexuality, I am now an open book, I must admit that I have become addicted to playing with my body and I have recently discovered that I am a lesbian!"

the presenter, somewhat uncomfortable with alison's response, decided not to press this hot topic and tried to change the subject.

presenter: "o-ohh and i see, and speaking of love, with your new discoveries about your sexuality, are there any lucky ones?"

Alison: "of course there is, my dildo!"

the room seemed to drop two degrees after alison said that with a straight face. the interviewer froze with a stiff smile on his face not knowing what to say.

I rubbed my forehead as I covered my eyes.

Alison: "oh just kidding just kidding hahaha, why is everyone so serious?"

host: "haha you got me there".

the presenter let out a nervous laugh getting back on track with the interview.

presenter: "but seriously, tell us, any lucky ones?"

Alison: "oh yes, as a matter of fact... there are several women, I'm so to speak in an open relationship with several women, oh I know you're going to ask and none of them are famous, they are housewives or just working people haha."

host: "oh-h i see, the youth is becoming more and more open with these things right? but, aren't you afraid of the impact this might have on your fans? i mean, i heard you say once that you wanted to keep the right person for yourself."

Alison: oh yeah, well as I was saying I have learned so much about myself in this time... plus like I said before, people change don't they? I have changed and I hope my fans understand that because from now on there will be more and more changes.

I covered my face during the whole interview in an attempt not to see the horrible act I am complicit in.

days later social media had become a war between factions of alison's fans who blindly supported her and those who said there was something clearly wrong with her.

also the fact that alison started posting more and more racy photos didn't help.

whatever the case may be, i masturbated to her pictures...

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