Craziness

Rebecca eventually made it home, but she was anything but pleased. She slammed the door on the way in and found Sharon in the kitchen washing dishes. Sharon knew something was up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Some pervert slapped my ass and had the nerve to act like it was normal. When I explained the situation to the security guard, they didn’t seem concerned until I mentioned that they kept doing it multiple times after I told him to stop. Also, they looked at me like I was crazy when I told them that it happened in the men’s bathroom and that I had no right to be in there. There is no such thing as separate bathrooms between sexes. I think they were trying to trick me into not making a big deal out of it, but I wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

Sharon looked at me with concern, “There have always been separate bathrooms for men and women. I don’t think I would want to be in a world where we’d have to share bathrooms.”

Rebecca's eyes widened since she didn’t think that Sharon would joke about something like this. She looked really worried too. However, it was hard to believe that something that was common sense her whole life was now suddenly wrong. She did recall seeing labels for the bathrooms before she went in, but she didn’t think much of it at the time.

“There’s no way that slapping a woman’s ass is considered normal.”

“It is considered normal and it’s a known fact that woman love having their asses slapped since it makes them happy, calm, and comfortable. Maybe, you need to lie down.”

Rebecca couldn’t believe what was happening. There was no way that women loved having their asses slapped too. Rebecca rushed out of the room and headed to her room. She opened her laptop and researched if what Sharon was saying was true. Unfortunately for her, it was. She was shocked to see how many scientific studies were done to discover why every woman loved having their asses slapped. There were many theories about how it came to be, but there was no doubt that it was an established fact about women. Even though all the evidence was staring in her face she could hardly believe it.

She refused to believe that all the memories she had of these facts not existing were wrong. Someone must have manipulated reality and changed the whole world. Probably some pervert thought it would be nice if they could slap a woman’s ass whenever they wanted. If she had to guess, then it would’ve probably been a man that did it though she had no proof, just a feeling. She did wonder why she was unaffected though. Was it because they wanted to punish her, or was she simply lucky? She hoped her immunity gave her the power to fight back as well. She didn’t want to be manipulated without her knowledge after all. She closed her laptop and lay down in her bed. It wasn’t long until she fell asleep.

After Rebecca’s nap, the rest of the day passed by rather quickly. She decided to clean up around the house and get some other work she had pushed off done. Surprisingly, Linda helped out with the chores as well. Rebecca wondered what she was scheming, but Linda seemed content to help her as much as possible. She was practically glued to her side despite Sharon being home too. However, she did start to find Linda’s presence less and less annoying the more time she spent with her. The one thing that did bother her about Linda’s presence was this growing urge to receive another one of her massages the more time passed by.

Once all the chores were done, she grabbed a bottle of red wine before sitting on the couch. She poured the deep red wine into one of her fancier glasses and turned on the television. Linda joined her on the couch and poured herself a glass as well.

“Nothing beats a glass of **** after a day of hard work, right?”, asked Linda as she took a sip of her wine.

“I only drink when I’m stressed, or it’s a special occasion. It’s not something I’d normally do.”

“I guess we're celebrating my presence here in this house. I know I make everything better just by existing” said Linda playfully as she took another sip of her wine.

Rebecca rolled her eyes at Linda’s comment and asked, “How often do you drink?”

Linda smirked, “I’ve been through my fair share of parties and know how to handle my liquor. I won’t get drunk easily”.

“You must be able to hold your liquor then, right?”

Linda was already feeling a slight buzz even though she only took two sips of this wine. She couldn’t allow herself to get drunk before Rebecca, so she had to think fast.

“I bet you can hold your liquor down as well. Why don’t you take a few gulps of **** straight from the bottle to see.”

Rebecca frowned, “I don’t think that’s a good idea for many reasons.”

Rebecca didn’t know what she was planning, but she wasn’t planning on getting drunk tonight.

“If you take a few swigs of ****, then I’ll give you a massage.”

Rebecca didn’t want to admit it, but she craved another massage from Linda. It was like an annoying itch that refused to go away and couldn’t be scratched. She had the perfect opportunity to get another one without having to ask Linda for it herself, so against her better judgment, she took it. She grabbed the bottle and gulped down a decent amount of wine. She knew she was now buzzed as she placed the wine bottle back on the table.

“I’m a woman of my word,” said Linda as she went over and started massaging Rebecca’s shoulders.

Linda didn’t know if it was because Rebecca was tired, the ****, or a combination of both, but Rebecca started to slip into a trance much faster than last time. Her eyes started to close the second Linda put her hands on her.

Linda’s smooth and pleasant voice said, “Relax and listen to the sound of my voice. Focus on my voice and let everything else fade away.”

Linda could feel Rebecca's shoulders relax as the tension left her body.

“You’re falling into a deep, deep sleep. Let all your thoughts disappear until there’s nothing else in your mind but the sound of my voice.”

Rebecca nodded as Linda continued her massage.

“My massages are so comfortable.”

“So comfortable.”

“I can massage you anytime.”

Rebecca smiled, “Anytime”.

Linda smiled, “I can massage you anywhere as well.”

Rebecca frowned, “Anywhere?”

“My massages are so amazing, right?”

“Amazing.”

“Anywhere I touch is extremely pleasurable.”

“Pleasurable.”

“That’s why you should let me massage anywhere I want. Let your whole body feel the wonders of my massage.”

Rebecca moaned, “Wonders.”

“No place is off limits for the massage.”

“No place is off limits,” moaned Rebecca as Linda reached down and started massaging her chest.

“You want to drink even more tonight.”

Rebecca slightly tilted her head, “More?”

“Yes, you’ve had a hard day and deserve to drink more tonight. You’ll feel much better.”

Linda expertly massaged Rebecca’s breasts as she moaned, “Much better”.

“You’re so relaxed and comfortable with my massages. It’ll be even easier to slip into this frame of mind the next time I give you a massage”.

“Yeees,” said Rebecca as she smiled.

Linda smiled, “You won’t remember what went on during the massages, but you’ll feel relaxed and comfortable afterward.”

“Relaxed and comfortable.”

“When I snap my fingers, you’ll wake up from this deep slumber.”

Linda kissed Rebecca’s forehead before snapping her fingers. Rebecca’s eyes slowly opened as Linda sat back down on the couch.

“Wow, it felt even better than last time. Thanks, Linda.”