A challenging break

Monique blinked. She was sitting at a table. She turned her head to look around, oh it was one of the group rooms in the science library. She was alone. She looked under the table and saw those ridiculous boots still locked on her feet. Despite knowing it was useless to try, she did try to remove them. After a few minutes she gave up with a sigh. She pushed back her chair and stood up...and fell back down. Crap. Could she even stand in these things, let alone walk? Her feet were already killing her and she hadn't even stood up yet.

After a few more tries she managed to stand, holding onto the table for support. One step...two...and down she went. "OW!" She got up to her knees and sighed. She looked through the glass wall of the room. There were lots of people out there, but nobody had noticed her yet. Crap, she couldn't crawl out of here, could she? She tried a few more times but quickly realized it just wasn't going to happen. At least she still had her phone with her. She sent Faye a text, _SOS! Science Library!. _Hopefully she'd come quick.

Alice let out a soft moan as the vibrators started up again. Oh no. She looked around. Was she really about to orgasm in this crowded cafeteria? At least she was sitting down. She clutched the table and closed her eyes. She was getting closer and closer...

The vibrations stopped. Alice opened her eyes. At least nobody was looking at her. She sighed. When she agreed to receive these plugs she figured she'd get an orgasm per week, but otherwise nothing. She didn't anticipate the constant edging. It was driving her mad. It was almost worse than when she couldn't feel anything at all.

"Hey there," Alice looked up and saw a man sliding into the booth across from her, "Eating all alone? Want some company."

"No. Please go away." She replied.

He seemed to ignore her and set his tray of food down, "I'm Mark." He said smiling.

"Please leave me alone." Alice said softly.

"Aw, don't be like that. A cute girl like you shouldn't be eating by herself. What's your name?"

"I do not want to tell you."

"You are from Japan? That's cool, what's it like there? Are all the girls as hot as you?" Mark said, ignoring her.

"Please-" Alice began, but someone else cut her off.

"Hey douchebag. She asked you to leave. Leave her alone before I call campus security." Alice looked up to see another man standing beside the table.

"Hey man, mind your own business." Mark said.

"Ok, you had your chance." The stranger pulled out his phone and started to dial.

"Wait, fuck. Fine, I'm leaving. This bitch is cold as ice anyway." Mark finally got up and left.

Alice breathed a sigh of relief. The stranger looked at her, "Are you ok?"

Alice nodded, "Yes. Thank you."

"I imagine he'll leave you alone now, but you might want to have someone escort you home afterwards. Do you have someone to call, or do you want me to stay?" He offered politely.

"Thank you for the suggestion. I will call my friend." Alice thought Mark was just a regular run of the mill creep and wouldn't dare follow her home, but it wasn't a bad idea to be safe. She pulled out her phone and called Glenn, who was more than happy to come pick her up.

Glenn graciously escorted her back to her dorm room, and she decided to invite him in. She hadn't intended it, but since he was here she had an idea. She slunk down onto her knees and winked at him, then pulled his pants down. She grabbed his rapidly hardening cock with both hands and started to move them up and down. Then she took one hand and pointed at her face and made a circle, trying to tell him where she wanted his cum. Then she opened her mouth and took him inside. She was getting better at this, and listened closely to his moans to try and maximize his pleasure.

He must have understood what she wanted because he suddenly pulled out of her mouth, grabbed his dick himself, and aimed. His cum splashed across her face and her belt chose that moment to turn the vibrators to max. This time it didn't just tease her and she moaned loudly as she finally came herself. In a daze she sank down and smiled up at him. Glenn blinked at her, "That was....wow...umm...did you just cum from a blowjob?"

Barbie was back in her gaudy pink room. She sighed. At least as far as she could tell the madlib had changed her past, without changing her. So while she now owned a ton of uncomfortable pink clothing, she didn't actually like it. Which meant that she could replace it and go back to wearing whatever she wanted. The only problem was money, which apparently she didn't have. Despite the madlib giving her a job as a stripper, it seems most of her income went to her rather predatory student loans.

Her phone rang and she looked at it, oh, it was her mom. She answered nervously, how much of this mom was the one she knew before? "Hello?"

"Hi sweetie!" Her mom said cheerfully, "How's it going?"

"Good." Barbie lied.

"You all ready for Robin's visit?" Her mom asked.

"What? What visit?" Barbie said. She remembered Robin was her supposed childhood friend, but she wasn't really real...was she?

"Oh honey, is the game messing with you? What did you get last round?"

Barbie sighed. This was so fucking weird, "No...I mean...Robin...that came just...made her? Last round I got...sensitive hair."

"Just because the game made her doesn't make her any less real. You be a good host or I'll have to put you over my knee! Oh and sensitive hair, do you think you could cum from a hair fuck?"

"A hair fuck..." Barbie said slowly. She didn't even want to know.

"Oh it's when you wrap your hair around a penis and..."

"MOM!" Barbie cried.

"Oh all right. I just wanted to check on my little girl. Are you going to take Robin to watch you at the club? Nothing she hasn't seen before after all."

"Umm...I was thinking of quitting. Finding a less...sexual job." Barbie said.

"What? No. You can't do that. I mean it's practically a crime that you wear clothes at all, stripping is perfect for you. Besides if you don't keep on top of those loans you're going to end up in a world of trouble. Unless you wanted to try porn, I could definitely get you in the door. I might be retired but I still have lots of connections in the industry."

"Mom! No! Ok, I'll keep my job. I just...I'll figure it out."

"That's my girl. Oh, your father is calling for me. Say hi to Robin for me."

The phone connection went dead and Barbie sighed. So this Robin was coming here? She closed her eyes and tried to look at her new memories. She could picture Robin's face. She looked back to her phone and saw messages going back and forth between her a Robin. The latest one...oh no.

There was a knock at her door. Robin was here already! She hurried to the door and opened it. There she was, Robin. The girl who didn't exist yesterday. Or perhaps, who existed but had never known her.

Robin smiled at her, "Are you going to stop staring at my tits and let me in?"

"Yes, of course. Come in." Barbie said. She moved aside and Robin came in.

Robin stepped inside, "Nice. Pink as ever. A bit much for my taste, let's see..." Robin went straight to the closet and pulled it open, "Whoa. You really did it? No wonder you're broke." Robin reached inside and pulled out some handcuffs. She grinned and looked at Barbie, "So are you going to strip down at let me tie you up? You know it's weird when you wear clothes anyway."

"Wha..." Barbie said, confused by how quickly things were moving.

"Right, let's play for it. Strip Poker, and then we'll bet bondage once we're naked. Want to invite anyone else?" Robin seemed very confident that Barbie would agree.

"Umm..."

"Right. Just us. Like old times. Where's your cards? Let's play!"

Liam had been teleported back to his room and was finally able to get dressed. He wasn't exactly eager to find out who he was supposed to obey so he planned to just hide in his room for a bit. Then there was a knock on his door. He planned to ignore it, but then a voice came through the door, "Liam let me in."

He immediately sprang up and opened the door. There stood Martha, "Uh hi?"

Martha grinned, "Give me a twirl!"

Liam was confused but found his body obeying. He twirled for her. Oh no...Martha was...

"Oh my God! It's true! I don't know why but I just knew you'd do anything I told you to. I'm so happy!"

"Martha wait..." This was bad. Of all the people he could have been **** to obey it had to be her.

"Nope. Ask me to be your girlfriend."

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Liam asked.

"Yes! Of course. Oh we are going to have such a good time together. You are going to plan such wonderful dates for us...but first...strip. I want to see all of you." Martha grinned at him. Liam's heart sank...this was going to be quite the week.

"That's it. Just one more step..." Faye was struggling to help Monique. The permanent handcuffs binding her wrists made it harder than it had to be, and poor Monique could barely stand up. It had taken them all afternoon just to make it back to Monique's house.

Monique fell back on her bed, "Oh my God! Thank you!"

"You're welcome. I'm sorry I was so slow."

Monique shook her head, "No. I can't thank you enough. Fuck. I really need to get these boots off."

Faye nodded, "Ya. These handcuffs are bad, but whoa, those boots suck."

"Speaking of...how are you going to get changed? I could...cut them off for you."

Faye rolled her eyes, "Uh huh. I'll manage just fine. But...what about you? Do you have class tomorrow? How are you going to manage?"

Monique groaned, "I'm not. Fuck. I'm just going to lie here until the break is over. Then pray I land on a treasure or something."

Faye nodded, "Ok. We'll I'm staying here tonight then. You don't mind me sleeping here?"

"No. Of course not. And I promise to keep my hands to myself...well mostly."

Faye shook her head. Monique was still a horny bitch, even with those stupid boots on her. She smiled at her friend, "Ya. I know."