surprise and bemusement

Casey stepped into the late afternoon light that brightened her small, stark, bedroom. Her classmates' eyes were on her as she stood at the bottom of her bed in just a gauzy black babydoll nightie.

'This is what Pam and Amy must feel like everyday!' the former milquetoast thought to herself as she felt giddy with the power her displayed attributes seemed to have on the stunned coeds before her on her bed.

"Do a slow twirl for us, precious!"

The twenty-year old budding beauty started at the voice in her ear. She, for a few seconds, had forgotten about the blackmailing voice that had put her in this position. It was like in the Disney movies her parents' had made her see when she wanted to see horror movies with her friends. Except this wasn't a cricket on her shoulder. And she certainly wasn't letting her conscience be her guide.

No, he was more like a little devil sitting by her ear, telling her to do things that her strict upbringing would have never allowed to enter into her head. As Casey slowly turned her alabaster frame in a circle, she felt the flimsy fabric lift in flight around her lithe hips. She knew all of her newly thonged ass was on display as she turned away from her friends, and she couldn't help but blush at the prospect. The lingerie clad brunette completed her circle, not knowing what to do next. That was soon taken care of.

"Ask your friends what they think, sweetmeat!" suggested, no, ordered, the electronically altered voice seemingly inside her head.

Casey did so, not sure she wanted to hear the answer. She was afraid they'd think she had lost her mind, or turned into some dyke slut, like the girl Marnie they often referred to in disdain.

The watching man was glad to see the expressions on the faces of the hot college coeds seemed to change. Not so much shock, as surprise and bemusement. He leaned in closer to the monitor, as if that would help him not to miss a moment of the friends' exchange.

"Of course, you know my parents would kill me if they knew," Casey added on her own. "I was just going ..down the cellar to get it out of it's hiding place to try it on when you came to the door." The near-naked brunette wasn't going to tell them where it really had been hidden.

The voluptuous redhead spoke first. She still knelt on the bed of her friend, using the head of the large stuffed bear she had picked up to balance on the soft mattress. The stitched-on smile of the stuffed panda made it look like he was happy to have the double D breasts crushed against his ears. Amy's stance continued to provide the watching man with a great upskirt shot of her pantied ass below her tiny denim skirt.

"It certainly is a dramatic change, Case," answered the titian-haired beauty. "I think what we had in mind was starting with a sexy miniskirt or low-rider jeans, not. ."

Amy's platinum-tressed cohort waved a hand at her to shush her. A devilish smile swept across her high-fashion model features.

"Never mind her," Pam assured Casey as she advanced towards her, absently waving the formerly hidden dildo in her hand. "You look sexy as hell. I bet Donnie would like to see you like that."

The watching man just sat dumbfounded, listening intently as he watched Pam trail the rubber phallus up Casey's bare thigh.

The brunette's eyes widened at the mention of the tall blond dreamboat she had in mind when she had masturbated the fateful night that had started this ****. She looked to Pam, her eyes full of wonder.

Pam grinned cockily, seeing she had the virginal girl's attention. "You know, he asked about you last class, when he saw your empty seat."

Casey couldn't help but swoon at the thought of Donnie seeing her this way. Her smile dissolved, though, when she thought how experienced the star athlete must be, and how inadequately she would measure up.

"Pam..Amy..would you consider..uh..helping me, with, uh.." Casey stammered, trying to find the words, looking down at her diaphanous wardrobe.

"Yes, Case?" Pam asked, smiling, rubbing the brunette's lightly covered back with her hand reassuringly.

"You're always telling me about sex with your boyfriends, would you help me learn sexual..things?" she asked, her face a bright crimson, her knees weak.

"Very good, precious!" said the voice, his unseen mouth a grin from ear to ear.