Show me how to fight for now

Kim was burned out. She flopped onto the bed and looked up at the ceiling, and let out a sigh.

“I’m overwhelmed…” She mumbled. “Overwhelmed, and tired. You know that feeling when you just want to go to sleep, but you can’t?”

“I know it all too well,” Dani muttered. She grabbed a change of clothes from the closet. “When it happens to me, I usually take a warm shower.”

“Yeah…” Kim nodded, yawning. “Maybe we can talk some more… when you get out of the shower…”

Dani glanced halfheartedly towards the bed, where the younger woman seemed to be trying very hard to stay awake. She doubted that Kim would still be awake by the time she got out of the shower. Right now, though, she had a lot to think about.

Kim was definitely right, today had been an overwhelming dream.

Dani turned on the shower, and let the warm water wash away the stench of her sins. Today had not been a pleasant day, that was for sure.

I can’t believe what I did, Dani thought, wiping her hair down. Her body was used to being wet. She had been soaked in sweat for half the day, and even with all the water that she washed over herself, she didn’t feel clean. I actually had sex with Dawn… kind of? It counted as sex, right? But… it wasn’t sex. It was practically ****! She assaulted me with her pheromones, and then I turned around and had sex with her… but it isn’t her. She’s been changed by that mirror… so it’s like… it’s like I did something bad to Dawn, too.

That was the thought that was causing so much turmoil for Dani. She didn’t like the notion of who she was right now. She wasn’t the kind of person who would hurt others… at least, not people who didn’t deserve it.

She didn’t feel too bad about headbutting Morgana; that had been unavoidable, for keeping the crazed goth under control.

But she definitely felt bad about what had happened before. Hopefully, when this all wore off, and Dawn was back to herself, there wouldn’t be any hard feelings between the two of them. If Dawn even remembered what had happened to her, of course…

No, I shouldn’t be thinking that way, Dani chastised herself. She nearly got soap in her eyes as she washed her hair, she was so distracted. It would have been just what she deserved, too, given the course of her thoughts. I shouldn’t be hoping that my issues with Dawn will just be glossed over by her forgetting. It’s Dawn, anyway. She has an amazing memory. I should assume that she’ll wake up and want to confront me about it.

If that happened, well… Dani would deserve whatever the other girl had to throw at her. After all, Dawn had been controlled by the effects of the mirrors. That’s the reason she had been acting completely out of character. Dani had just been really horny, that was her excuse, and it really wasn’t one.

I’m going to apologize as soon as she wakes up tomorrow, Dani resolved herself, stepping out of the shower. She felt a little cleaner now, at least in a physical sense. The warm water had been great for cooling her off, too, which was good. She wasn’t feeling any residual effects from Dawn’s pheromones, or any other arousal either.

She slipped on her clothes and dried her hair with the hair dryer, while thinking about what she was going to do. A yawn escaped her lips, and she realized just how tired she really was, now that she was done with her shower.

It was a bit overwhelming. Now that she was done with her shower, and her thoughts had cleared slightly, the tiredness from the day’s activities had begun to take their toll. Now she knew how Kim was probably feeling.

Might as well go join her, then.

To Dani’s surprise, Kim actually was still awake. She was still laying flat on the bed, and kicking her feet off the edge as she stared up at the ceiling.

“Oh, you’re still up?” Dani asked, walking over to the bed and sitting down next to the short-haired girl. “I would have thought for sure you’d be asleep.”

“Naaaahnnn…” Kim’s rejection morphed into a yawn, and she rubbed her eyes. “I didn’t… aaahn… want to make things that easy… I’m tired… but… I wanted to talk to you, so…”

Dani blushed. She hadn’t expected Kim to be so… eager. She thought the other girl was just making small talk.

“What, uh… what did you want to talk about?” Dani asked.

Kim sat up on the bed and turned to Dani. She had a troubled expression on her face.

“…When did you first know you liked girls?” She asked.

That question was surprising enough to wake Dani up completely. She stared at her friend, stunned by what Kim just asked her. The other girl’s cheeks were dusted a light pink, and she was having trouble looking Dani in the eye.

“It… it’s just a question,” she mumbled, averting her eyes. “I was just… I’ve been having a lot of thoughts recently, today, and I just…”

Dani sighed. “Kim, I don’t think you’re gay.”

“Well, no, not gay, but maybe I’m just a little bit bi? You know, maybe?” Kim asked, looking warily up at Dani. “All this Dawn stuff, it’s been spinning around in my brain. I don’t get it. But I think that maybe I like girls, so… I was hoping… I don’t know, maybe… maybe if you tell me how you figured out that YOU liked girls, then maybe it would help me understand things.”

“…Maybe,” Dani said, giving a begrudging sigh. She still wasn’t convinced about Kim’s newfound discovery of her sexuality, but if the other girl wanted to explore it, then Dani would be willing to help with that.

“So what do you want to do, then?” Dani asked, glancing at Kim. “You just want me to… tell you, is that it?”

Kim nodded.

“Well… then you’re probably going to be disappointed,” the blue-haired girl sighed. “See, I think at some level I probably always knew that I liked girls, you know? There wasn’t some major revelation or sudden ‘what the heck? I’m gay!’ period of my life. I just… I tried to convince myself that I didn’t like girls. I met guys that I liked okay enough, and said to myself that if I tried very hard, then I would change, I would like boys the way I was supposed to, and, well…”

She shrugged, and gave Kim a resigned smile. “I wasn’t though. I’ve never been one for doing as I was told to do.”

Kim actually laughed.

“Okay, that’s pretty good,” Kim said, shaking her head. “So… you didn’t really question yourself about liking girls?”

“Well, I did question myself,” Dani corrected her, shaking her head. “But maybe not in the way that you’re thinking. Like I said, I was questioning myself and trying to deny myself, but I never tried to convince myself that I liked girls.”

“Oh,” Kim said, nodding. She was starting to understand what Dani was talking about. “So you don’t think I’m bi?”

“I think you’re trying to convince yourself you are,” Dani said. “Which tells me that you probably aren’t. But I honestly have no idea. Everybody is different, after all. All I know is that you had an intense experience with another girl, and it’s made you feel all funny. Because of Dawn’s pheromones. But it’s not necessarily the case that you like girls naturally.”

“Is there any way to figure out?” Kim asked. “Because if I do like girls…”

“All I can say is that I’ve had some very steamy moments with Nick that got me hot and aroused, thanks to aphrodisiacs,” Dani said, scowling in frustration. “But those moments didn’t change my sexuality. I didn’t suddenly start thinking that I like boys, or even Nick.”

Kim nodded. That made a lot of sense. “So you really think so?” She asked again.

Dani just shrugged. “Hard to say for sure,” she replied. “But there is something we can do. One way to test, I mean. You know, if you want to. I’m not going to pressure you into anything, but at least you’re not under any aphrodisiacs or pheromones or anything like that.”

Kim’s eyes slid to Dani’s lips. She blushed.

“Well, I mean… if you want to, anyway,” she said, glancing away from Dani.

Dani just grinned. “Like I said, it’s not about what I want,” she giggled. “It’s about what you want, Kim. Do you want to find out for yourself?”

“I would,” Kim nodded, swallowing her doubts. “So… what do we do?”

Dani smiled incredulously and shook her head. “I think you’ve kissed Nick a few times before.”

Kim narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. “You think I’m the kind of person who would fall for that, huh? You’re just trying to get me to kiss you!”

Dani shrugged.

Kim shrugged right back. “…Okay, sure, what the heck?”

She leaned forward, and planted her lips on Dani’s. They held in place for a while, just kissing. Dani tried not to be too forceful or aggressive- she didn’t want to overwhelm her friend or anything like that, she wanted to let Kim take it at her own pace.

A few seconds later, they slowly broke the kiss. Kim had a troubled expression on her face. She smacked her lips together thoughtfully.

“What’s the verdict?” Dani asked, smiling in spite of herself. She already knew the answer before Kim even asked it.

“…Yeah, I don’t think I’m bi,” Kim said, shaking her head.

“Yeah, I know,” Dani chuckled. “You didn’t try to escalate the kiss at all, you just sat there like a dead fish. It felt incredibly uncomfortable.”

“Well, I mean, at least I know now,” Kim said, turning scarlet.

“That kiss was 3 out of 10 points,” Dani said suddenly. “Not at all impressive. You’re going to have to try it again.”

Kim’s eyes widened. “Wait, that- oh, Dani, you dirty girl!” She laughed, smacking her friend on the arm. “That only works with sexual actions with Nick!”

“I was just kidding around,” Dani laughed, shaking her head. “But you’re doing pretty good. What do you think? Wasn’t the worst kiss ever, right?”

“Just as good as every other kiss I’ve had with someone I didn’t like,” Kim said coolly, flaring her eyes. “In other words, yep, worst kiss ever.”

Dani chuckled and socked Kim in the arm again. She had to be careful to moderate her strength- it wouldn’t do any good to break her arm.

“So what now?” A yawn escaped Kim’s lips. Now that the discussion was over, she could hardly stay awake. She flopped over and landed flat on the bed again. “…Can we go to bed right now?”

Dani laughed. “Okay, sure,” she said.

The two of them went to bed, their worries temporarily abated. But Dani still wasn’t looking forward to when Dawn would wake up, that was for sure.

Mary paced back and forth worriedly. She studied Gina out of the corner of her eye and stroked her chin thoughtfully. The blonde was sitting on the bed, fidgeting, and her eyes kept sliding towards the door, even though she couldn’t leave.

“Okay, so… how are things going? How do you feel?” She asked worriedly. “You still feel like yourself, right?”

“…I don’t know, maybe?” Gina asked, sighing. “I’m doing the best I can. I think I feel like myself… at least like me.”

“But not like the old Gina, right?” Mary leaned forward and studied the blonde girl. “You’re a brand-new, shy, passive Gina.”

“I-I’m a good girl,” Gina stammered.

Mary smiled and sat down next to her on the bed. “I know the type,” she replied. “I’m exactly like that, after all. I do my best to be good!”

Gina smiled shyly.

“The stuff Morgana did to you, that wasn’t okay,” Mary said, placing her hand over Gina’s. “But don’t worry. You don’t have to worry about me! I’m… I’m very nice!”

“Okay?” Gina wasn’t sure how she felt, to be honest. Her emotions were a swirl right now, and she was trying to keep them under control.

Mary’s smile slid off her face and she sighed, looking down at the floor.

“…I’m not the best person to approach here,” Mary replied. “The way I’m thinking about things… I’m sorry. Part of me… it wishes you could stay like this.”

“What?!” Gina’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Stay like this? What do you mean?”

“I mean… I like nice girls, and Gina… the real Gina, not you, I’ve been trying to make her into a good girl,” Mary stammered. “You know, like you. But I just got to thinking… well… it’s not the right thing to do, is it?”

“Huh?” Gina blinked, staring at Mary in confusion. She still wasn’t sure what she was hearing. “Not the right thing to do?”

“I’m a good person,” Mary said, in a tone that sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than the girl beside her. “And a good person should want the people in her life to do good things, but… she shouldn’t want them to be stuck in a body that isn’t theirs. You know what I mean?”

Gina stared at her curiously, and then she finally got it.

“Oh, you mean… you want me like this, and not how I was… with tattoos and dark leather… but you feel bad for wanting that, is that right?”

“Yeah, basically,” Mary nodded, a guilty expression crossing her face. “But… I don’t know…”

She was feeling a compulsion building up inside of her chest. Something that she was getting used to feeling, unfortunately.

Her transformation was burning on her.

“Hey, um… do you mind something?” Mary asked, swallowing. “Would you… want to taste my milk?”

She was crazy. She would have never asked a question like that if she was in her right state of mind, so she must have been going crazy.

But she still felt like it was something that she needed to ask. Her transformation wouldn’t not let her ask that.

“Milk!?” Gina’s eyes widened in surprise. “You… you want me to taste your milk?”

“Gina, my milk will turn you into the perfect wife for Nick,” Mary said. “You do remember Nick, right? Do you still like him?”

Gina turned red. “I, uh… yeah, of course I remember him,” she stammered, looking around, as if she was worried about being overheard in the locked room. “Of course I… like him.”

She felt embarrassed answering that question, which was something Mary could sympathize with. She blushed too.

“I’ve been feeling compulsions to try it out,” Mary admitted. “And after what happened with Dawn, I mean…”

She sighed.

“Dawn got me hot, and I thought about what was going to happen… you know, with her drinking my milk… I didn’t like how it was happening, but the idea behind it…”

Maybe this was what Gina had felt, when Morgana pushed her down and **** her to submit. Maybe these feelings of submission were a natural thing.

“Well, it’s just a thought, anyway,” Mary said, turning red. “I mean, right now, you’re pretty close to how I’d envision Nick’s perfect wife to be, anyway! So if you don’t want to, then you don’t have to, you know!”

Gina had helped her with milking in the past. Mary thought that this would just be the same, but judging by the blush that was getting darker and more intense on the other girl’s face, it was clear that maybe this wasn’t as good as she would have liked.

“…Okay,” Gina said finally. “If that’s… if that’s what you want…”

Now Mary felt bad.

“It-it isn’t just about what I want!” She said quickly, shaking her head. “It’s about what you want, too, Gina! I’m not like Morgana, I’m not going to **** it on you or anything! It’s just that you felt so eager to try it earlier, so I just thought…”

“That’s because that’s what mistress- I mean, Morgana wanted,” Gina reminded her. “I just… I didn’t want to let her down.”

“I see… so you don’t want to try my milk then, is that it?” Mary asked, trying not to sound too disappointed. “Well, that’s okay, then… you know, if you don’t want to.”

Gina sighed in relief. Then she saw the troubled look on Mary’s face, and she realized that maybe she should do it anyway.

“Okay!” She blurted out, her eyes widening. “If that’s what you want, then I can try your milk! You know, if you want me to!”

Mary took a moment to celebrate that. However, what Gina said suddenly made her realize that what was going on with Gina wasn’t exactly where she wanted to be.

“Are you… you’re not just saying that because you’re submissive, right?” Mary asked worriedly. “Because you’re just doing what you think I want to do, right?”

Gina winced.

“Gina!” Mary wailed. “I don’t want you to do it just because I want you to!”

“No! I want to do it!” Gina said quickly. “You know, if that’s what you want, anyway…”

Mary sighed and hung her head.

“Do you want me to?” Gina asked.

Mary did want her to. But she wanted Gina to want it. If Gina didn’t want it, then that was just a huge mess that she didn’t want to deal with.

“…You won’t hold it against me, right?” She asked, wiping her eyes and looking hopefully up at Gina. “I’m not forcing you or anything, right?”

Gina was surprised. She stared at Mary, not sure what to say.

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “You’re not forcing me. But if you want me to try your milk, then… I guess I could.”

“You’re sure?” Mary asked. The burning compulsion in her chest was telling her that she wanted Gina to taste her milk, she wanted SOMEONE to taste her milk… and Gina was the closest person.

Gina scrunched up her face in thought, and then nodded.

Relief washed over Mary. She untied her shirt, revealing her milk-inflated breasts to Gina. She took the other girl and pulled her close, bringing Gina’s lips to her nipple.

“Ah-ahhnn…!” Mary moaned, twitching a little as she filled her friend’s mouth with her milk. She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be thinking about anything while she did it, or trying to imagine what Gina’s perfect transformed self would be. Her brains were too scrambled for that.

So she just leaned back and let Gina drink from her, and waited to see what she would transform into.