'Slut-Bunny Pamela Burr' decides to make a change of her own to help her friend

Pamela walked back downstairs and into the kitchen, where Kyle was still stirring a pot on the stove and looked at the naked auburn-haired Latina with concern. The sight of Thomas’ name on the girl’s sex mark was still jarring for him, but right then he had bigger things to worry about.

“Is she alright?” He asked, concerned and nodding up towards the stairs where Bianca had disappeared.

Pamela perched on the edge of the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide and started casually rubbing her pussy. Shrugging slightly through her aroused little whimper, “She broke up with Nick…”

“What? What happened?” Kyle asked, immediately concerned.

“I have no idea, I think… mm….I uhaah….” Pamela panted until Kyle rolled his eyes and made a point of crossing his arms in disapproval as she fingered herself. He knew girls didn’t have the same self-control as guys, being less socially evolved, but still it was rude to masturbate when you were talking to someone else… Kyle found it as annoying as trying to have a conversation with someone while they were texting, it was always obvious their attention was elsewhere.

“Do you have to do that on the counter?” he said meaningfully and pointed to the floor.

Pamela blushed and slid off the worktop, kneeling on the tile floor of the kitchen and continuing to finger herself slower now, “Sorry Kyle… I um… look Bianca might’ve … fucked Thomas…”

“What?! Her too?!” Kyle said in frustration, staring down at the naked masturbating girl who looked up at him with slightly ashamed wide eyes. He knew it wasn’t either of the girls fault, and truth be told he’d been seeing this day coming ever since they’d all moved in together and they’d found out Thomas’ cock was so long… it had really only been a matter of time, but that didn’t make it any less annoying for Kyle that it had finally happened.

He was at least grateful that moments like this with Pamela hadn’t been too badly screwed up by either Thomas’ cock or the World Processor itself. Kyle was embarrassed to admit it, but he did feel his friendship with Pamela was at its strongest at times like this, when they could enjoy cooking together, him dressed over the stove and her on her knees fingering herself merrily on the floor, enjoying a nice casual conversation, just like always.

“I guess that explains why Nick broke up with her… I never took Bianca as not being faithful, she always seemed so… loyal to me” Kyle said with a sigh.

Pamela bit her lip and nodded, she opened her mouth to try and explain by immediately stopped herself, there just wasn’t any way she could get a guy like Kyle to understand what it was like for girls around big cocks. Guys and girls were just too different for them to be able to understand just how overwhelming it was.

“She… s-she does go by ‘Cheating Slut’ though right?” Pamela said with a whimper.

Kyle shrugged and nodded, “Yeah, I guess… 'Cheating slut Bianca Nelson'… but that’s just her title, like you go by what fuck-bunny?”

“Slut-bunny” Pamela corrected, making it clear Kyle should’ve remembered “I’m Slut-bunny Pamela Burr”

“Sorry… I should know that” Kyle said with a bashful laugh.

“You really should, MR Kyle Winters” Pamela said meaningfully, demonstrating that she remembered his just fine.

“Yeah yeah, but that’s easy, we’re all Mr!” Kyle said with a laugh that the kneeling Latina matched, her laugh slightly shaken as she continued to stroke her clit teasingly.

“Do you think she’ll be ok?” Kyle said after a pause, glancing at the ceiling as they heard Bianca’s bare feet walking around in her room above them. It sounded to the pair like the poor girl was pacing her room like a caged animal.

“She just needs time to cry it off I think…” Pamela said with a sigh and then blinked as she looked at Kyle with realisation. “Or um… I could…”

Kyle glanced at her and then up at the ceiling again, “Hey, if you you think you can help then go... dinner can wait, and you’re not really helping anyway, 'fuckbunny fingers' over here…!” he said teasingly as he pointed to her masturbating hands.

Kyle assumed Pamela was simply going to head up and comfort her friend, maybe eat her fruit and calm her down and was encouraging her to do so. Pamela meanwhile, was entirely consumed by thoughts of the World Processor, and how she could use it to help! She knew she would have to wait until after midnight, she'd already made a change today but she had no idea what...

“Thanks Kyle… I’ll be right back I promise…”

“Take as long as you need” He said, then added without thinking “I’ll leave this reducing, it’ll just need some milk”

As the Latina stood she made a point of walking over to the side, grabbing a jug, and milking herself casually into it for a few seconds until there was a reasonable portion of milk collected inside, “Is this enough?” The girl said, looking up at Kyle from between her auburn hair, her tits in her hands. Kyle just stared at her, trying to disguise his erection as he nodded, he was still getting used to that,

“Yep… yep… should be enough… thanks Pamela…” he said trying to act as calm as he could. Flashbacks of Caroline's uniform fired through his mind but he tried to ignore them.

The girl smiled, stood up, stretched and licked the milk from her fingers, scooping it from her nipples before she turned lightly on the spot and headed upstairs. Pamela was relieved to see Bianca’s bedroom door was closed, which meant the girl wasn't still in the attic and that meant she must've finished doing whatever she'd set out to do... Pamela listened; she could hear music playing inside, as well as some faint crying which made her heart break for her friend...

“Oh B…” She whispered softly to herself, hugging her naked body and nervously shuffling from foot to foot outside Bianca's door. Whatever Bianca had changed obviously hadn't worked to help ease her guilt and Pamela felt terrible for her friend. She wanted to help… she needed to help… Pamela tentatively went to knock on Bianca’s door and then stopped herself.

She shouldn't, comforting Bianca she could do but the girl had been so upset Pamela convinced herself now wasn't the time to try... she needed to give her time, and, Pamela reasoned it would be better to wait until she could help her with the World Processor and comfort her at the same time. Reluctantly, she headed back down to the kitchen and Kyle, and the pair spent the rest of the evening making small talk and discussing Nick and Bianca and whether either of them saw a way to rescue their relationship.

It was, to both of them, another relaxing evening, much like the Saturday they had spent together. And both housemates enjoyed the relative peace and normalcy they were getting. Being able to talk with Pamela, naked and masturbating like she always was, was relaxing for Kyle, reassuring him at least that even with everything else he could perceive as needing to be fixed, some things still felt totally normal.

It was only late that night when Kyle decided to head to bed that Pamela made her move towards the attic. The clock was approaching midnight as she climbed the stairs and she still could make out the weak, pitiful little mewls of hurt that Bianca was making. The poor girl must've ben crying all night. With that, the Pamela turned and headed for the attic, her body moving with sultry grace as she climbed the stairs into the dusty roof and found the world processor right there waiting for her, calling out to her...

“I can help” Pamela mewled quietly, the sound of Bianca’s sobs still echoing in her ears. She wasn’t sure what Bianca had changed, but it clearly hadn’t worked because the girl was still miserable… Pamela was going to fix it…

“I love you B…” She said quietly as she typed,

0007: A girl’s orgasm immediately clears her head of depression, guilt, sadness or heartache and ends any lingering love for any guy but the one that came inside her pussy.

Pamela hit enter and the screen flashed.

She blinked, not remembering what she’d changed; she knew she never did but it was still a little confusing for her to know she’d done something but have no idea of exactly what.

After a moment the naked girl shrugged and sighed, unsure whether now was a good time to head back down and speak to Bianca… she knew it might take some convincing, the risks were high, but if she could get Thomas to cum inside her friend and give her a real orgasm… Pamela knew all of Bianca’s pain would go away…

That’s just what orgasms did to a girl…