Celeste says to post it from Hina's

"Post it from Hina's," says your new co-conspirator Celeste. "She's such a cold-hearted witch that Naomi will believe she did it even when Hina denies it."

If it were up to you, you might just keep scrolling through the dirty gifs of Naomi in your hand, growing a boner under the table, with Celeste here at your side waiting for you to get into Hina's social media, but it's not up to you, because you asked her.

So you go ahead and fire up iKali on your phone and tunnel into Hina's phone through the campus wi-fi. You're almost finished with your impressively quick intrusion, and high on power, but even at your peak, you can falter. This is not just an awesome hack beyond your knowledge and ability, it's also compulsory and fated, and you couldn't stop it if you wanted to. Are you in charge? Are you a victim of your own action? Does that make you an addict? Do you have a problem?

What would you be addicted to anyway, magic? Pervy stuff?

Power.

You've hacked Hina's phone and can drive it from yours now. In the cafeteria, you look up, and see her phone is on the table next to her, face down. Hina herself is scowling at someone at another table and sipping chocolate milk, so she won't notice your remote fuckery. You arrange a quick compilation video of the best shots, still saving the big reveal for the end.

You're about to post it, and can feel your finger moving to do it. This is a problem, right? Compelling yourself at the behest of a strange girl you met just minutes ago?

"Hey Celeste, for the cover image, would you rather use the one of her smiling and winking in the beginning, or the one of her smiling and covered in cum from the ending?"

"Oh gross, just use the winking one. It's a good tease." She shudders again at the thought of the money shot. You take your time setting the details of the post, noting the question's ability to influence the result of the question before it. Then you post it.

Mere moments later, there's an _oh shit _look on Jessi's face as she swipes her phone, and starts tapping frantically. She must have just seen the cover shot. The compilation goes straight into the shots of Naomi milking the dicks, slurping 'em, titty-fucking 'em. It's only safe-for-work as a thumbnail, and Jessi has started watching the compilation already, so she's freaking out completely. She's showing Naomi the phone, Raylene is getting hers out from her sling purse, and even too-cool Hina eventually reaches for her phone.

"WHAT THE FUCK HINA?" says Naomi, and swats the phone out of Jessi's hand. She must know what's coming at the end. After all, she was there.

"What the hell bitch? what did I do?" Hina hasn't seen the post yet, and falls out of her chair as Naomi hurls a milk carton at her.

"You backstabbing bitch!" Naomi leaps at her friend, while Jessi, who still hasn't seen the rest of the footage, holds her back.

While Naomi struggles with Jessi, Hina lifts up her phone, checks the post, and then covers her mouth to make a faux oh my! face. "Oh shit bitch! Who you callin' a backstabber?"

Jessi asks, "What's she talking about?" while she shoves Naomi's boob off her arm and pulls her pony tail to hold her back.

And then everyone else in the cafeteria sees the end of the post, pretty much at once. Everyone but Jessi. About a second later, Ray-ray, only half-shlushed at the moment, sees it too.

Ray-ray stands her drunken, wobbly ass up and points her whole arm down to the tip of her finger at Naomi and shouts "Ya fucked our dudes, bitch."

"Who did you fuck, Naomi? Who were those guys?" Jessi asks, shoving the stronger, tougher Naomi back, and scrambling for her phone. "Why did you post this, Hina?" asks Jessi, while she watches it to the end this time.

"Psh. Whatever Jessi, it's posted, so deal."

Celeste turns to you across the table, a look of bliss on her face, and she says, "Holy crap John, she owned it. Why would she take credit for the post if she didn't even do it?"

"I dunno. They're a bunch of bitches."

"I guess."

At this point, Jessi has gotten to the end, and has seen the stupid smiles on Greg's and Frank's faces as their jizz dribbled down Naomi's. Jessi snarls and clenches her teeth, and she shrieks "Yoooouuuu biiiiiiiiiiitch!" flying out of her chair and attacking Naomi.

"Holy shit what did we start?" says Celeste. You have a little more background info on that than she does, but you don't actually know what you did. Did you make Naomi into a cheater? And Greg and Frank too? Or were they already cheaters, and you just got a recording of it? Without your influence, would Hina have been there with a camera?

It doesn't really matter now. You and Celeste built this reality, and now Jessi and Naomi are gonna rip each other apart over it.

"Looks like a fight," says Celeste, a little more serious.

You're trying to figure out who you'd rather see win it. The other posse members look like they might join in too. Naomi clearly wants a piece of Hina, and would rather just ignore Jessi & Ray-ray. You could watch, and it might be fun, or you could ask Celeste how she'd rather see it go.