Girl’s Night

You make your way to Taylor’s room a bit before sunset. Taylor is there putting on makeup and getting ready.

She applies a cherry red lipstick and puckers. “Emmy is going to be mine tonight.”

“Don’t **** her. She needs to come to you willingly. We wouldn’t want to scare her. Remember everything you do is for her enjoyment.”

“With a few drinks she’ll be more than willing.” She makes a v with her fingers and licks the middle. “And, trust me, she’ll enjoy it.”

You grin.

“I trust your skills, Taylor.”

You watch the sun dip below the horizon. Emmy should be coming out to play. Ten minutes later she walks in, still wearing baggy clothes.

“Fuck. I still can’t believe this is real. I’ve got to start bringing spare clothes.”

Taylor grins. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. I bought you a few things.”

Taylor hands her a skintight, white dress and some white stiletto heels.

“I couldn’t…”

“Don’t be silly, you’re my best friend and you need it.”

You watch Emmy’s face light up.

“Come on girls. Wyatt’s a bit incapacitated, so I figured this would be a perfect opportunity for us girls to have some fun.”

You watch Emmy shimmy on the white dress. It hugs her curves in all the right places. Her tan skin contrasts the white of the dress. Taylor hands her lipstick and she soon looks nicely slutted up.

You exit the room wearing the glamour of a skintight translucent black dress. The shadows and contours of you inhumanly perfect breasts are plain to see.

Taylor also wears a black dress. Hers is scandalously short. You are certain if she bends over you’ll see her slit.

The three of you look great. You draw admiring glances from passers by. Of course most are directed at you.

You enter the off campus apartment of the pre-party. You settle into a corner looking for a soul to steal. Taylor drags Emmy to the bar.

You watch Taylor order a round and encourage Emmy to drink. Although it looks as though she doesn’t need much encouragement.

You look about and most of the partygoers are pleasantly soulless. Just for fun you give a blonde a little mental nudge and a few minutes later you see her engaging in some heavy petting in a corner.

You turn your attention back to Taylor and Emmy. Taylor is giving her a kiss. You decide to leave Emmy in her capable hands.

A six foot, muscular, thick necked man walks near you. He is soulless, but his package looks nice and he’ll do.

“Hi, I’m Maya. Want to go fuck?”

A souled human might have been put off. He isn’t. He grins.

“Sure. I’m Glenn, so you can scream that when you’re cumming.”

He takes your hand and pulls you into the back.