Crystal tries for help

Crystal stumbled to a plate glass window outside a store that was closed for the night. In the reflection, she could see "I <heart> bukkake!" written on her upper chest, "Cock" written on her upper lip, and "hole" written on her chin under her lower lip. her hair was very big and poofy, she wore fire engine red lipstick, way too much red blush, and way too much eyeliner, mascara, and blue green eyeshadow.She tried to see what was written on the exposed skin on her back between the bottom of the corset and the top of her skirt, but she could not.

Crystal hobbled along. People laughed and snickered at her and snapped photos with cell phones, and some girls gave her evil looks. She didn't know where she was going, but she headed in the direction she thought home was. It was humiliating having to walk with her knees pressed together, her mouth open in an "o" and what was written on her. She tried to cover up but when she did, one hand went to her hip, and the other went behind her head. She continued walking this way.

"Hey, baby!" came a male voice.

Crystal looked up and saw a group of six college age boys walking towards her. She could tell they were rather drunk as they swayed a bit as they walked. "Oh fuck no!" she screamed in her head.

The boys approached her. "Wow, you love bukkake, eh?" said one. "I don't think any of us have participated in that before!"

Crystal wanted to run, but suddenly found her feet frozen to the spot and her jaw and lips moving to make it look like she was sucking on an invisible cock.