A Lesbian

Liz let out a sigh as she collapsed and on her bed again. The mixer she just came back from was a total pain. Despite being advertised as a lesbian and gay mixer, it was way too obvious that the guys there weren’t actually gay. Just perverts hoping that girls would let their guard down around them. They barely even hide it well with all their suggestions about going shopping together, visiting a nude beach on the weekend, or heading back to their place to watch a movie.

It’s like they thought that she was stupid since she was a lesbian. Even if she was, why talk to her? She was clearly there for the girls… and there were only three other girls there. One of them being her friend who encouraged her to visit the mixer in the first place. The other two girls clearly were into each other and she didn’t want to interrupt them. They were clearly having trouble talking already with all the ‘gay’ guys bothering them.

With a hope that one day she’d find herself a girl friend or at least an interested classmate that wants to experiment, she went to sleep.

In her dream, she dreamt of a mixer. Everyone there wore green clothes and drunk some kind of green liquid. She was the only one wearing a black dress and drinking some red wine. The whole thing would’ve creeped her out if it wasn’t for two things. One, the adorable girl resting her head on her lap, and the other being the girls brother… who was groping her breasts.

Liz tried to push his hands away, but the girl on her lap told her to let him continue. It was clear that if she wanted anything to happen with the girl, she’d have to be okay with the guy joining in and groping her during it…

It was frustrating but she was too mentally exhausted to ignore it. Instead, she let him continue and pet the hair of the girl on her lap as she reached out for her glass, accidentally drinking the other girl’s green one by mistake.

A sour taste flushed across her mouth and then a shock across her body as she jumped out of bed, waking up.

“Dammit…” She sat on the bed with a sigh, wishing the dream with the cute girl could’ve lasted a bit longer… even if her brother was there.

Eventually, she forced herself to get ready for school. She brushed her teeth and headed to the dorm showers to wash up. Her favorite part of her school were those showers. They didn’t have any stalls or curtains. She could watch other girls soapy bare bodies as they wash up. She’d often times start up a conversation so she doesn’t seem perverted for staring.

When she entered the bathroom though… things were strange. For starters, there was only one bathroom now. No unisex, female, or male bathroom. Just one with a sign that said ‘dorm bathroom’.

When she walked in, there were guys helping girls wash up… and some girls sitting on a bench, asking new people entering the bathroom to join and help wash them under the showers, or ask if they need help being washed.

It felt… like a prank being done on the guys. After all, the girls were way too happy for it to be part of a hazing ritual. Plus, she was good friends with the sorority leader, she likely would’ve been told about this if that was the case.

It being a prank was the most likely but also felt wrong… The girls were getting very intimate while washing the guys, even giving them handjobs. No one was paying anyone either so the girls weren’t just being whores.

She considered leaving, not wanting to be part of whatever weird thing was going on. Especially if it ended up turning bad. She also just didn’t want to get naked infront of any guys.

Then she noticed it… a girl was washing another girl in the corner of the room. It seemed like the two were done. One dried up with a towel and left and the other sat on the bench with a few other girls.

Curiosity got the best of her, and though she doubted it would work, she walked over to the bench and asked the girl, “So… Um… A-Any chance, you could help me wash up?”

She couldn’t help but blush at the question. She felt like a perv and was sure she’d get made fun of. Whatever was going on here probably didn’t involve her or most other girls. The girls that washed each other up is probably just in a relationship.

Surprisingly, the girl said yes and stood up. She slowly helped undress Liz, putting her clothes in a neat pile on a separate bench full of clothes, and lead her under the shower.

Though she definitely felt guys staring at her during it all, the next twenty minutes were ones of bliss. Her classmates hands went all around her body. It wasn’t a quick wash to get things over with either. It was slow, teasing, like the girl wanted her to enjoy it.

The girl was even going to make her cum before Liv put a stop to it. Part of her regretted it as soon as the girls fingers pulled back, but she also knew that she made the right choice. Showering infront of a bunch of guys is one thing, having an orgasm is much, much worse.

Eventually the shower ended with a kiss that Liv wished lasted much longer. She was tempted to ask another girl on the bench to wash her a second time, but decided against it. She couldn’t stay under the shower all day. It wouldn’t be healthy and she had things to do. Even the girl that just washed her was starting to leave.

She dried up, wrapped a towel around herself and headed to her room to change. It was only once she checked her phone that she realized the day was even better than she expected.

It was the first day of the term and the campus sent out a reminder with the school rules, activities, clubs, and sent a private email of her classes. Looking at it all, it was very clear that her school wasn’t the same one from yesterday. It was something much more perverted.

She had no clue if aliens made it this way, if she ended up in another world, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was that in this new world, her perverted dreams could come true and she can finally gave much more fun with other girls at her school~

Of course, she did worry about one other thing… She can use this new world to her advantage to perv on other girls… but guys can use it to perv on her too… She hoped that wouldn’t be the case.

Even with the fear lingering in her mind, she headed back out. No matter what happened, she was going to take advantage of this new world and have as much fun as possible. She just had to figure out what to do first… And well, there's nothing like a walk to find out what to do first.