-Make yourself at home!
Nina looked around. Sapphire’s, no, she mentally corrected herself. Emily’s place was a mess. Clothing was thrown on every possible surface. One wall was covered in terrariums, the rest were drowning in posters. It was small, dark, chaotic and surprisingly cozy. Just like Emily. Her blue hair and dark clothing and makeup were mirrored in the decoration. Zebra prints, bright blues, greens and purples, fuzzy blankets and funky carpets were haphazardly thrown around in an attempt to decorate.
-I’m going to shower, announced Emily, grabbing a towel from the floor.
Nina sat on the futon that took most of the living room. When Emily came out of the bathroom, her blue hair dripping on her naked shoulders, she looked like a teenager. Without all her goth makeup, her features were round, fresh and childlike. She smirked at Nina.
-Go wash my squirt off your hair. I’ll order pizza and roll us a joint while you’re in there.
The bathroom was filled with plants and beauty products. Nina rubbed her ruined makeup off her face and washed her hair with a strawberry scented shampoo. The body wash felt luxurious and made her skin soft and velvety.
Emily had forgotten to give her a towel, so she exited the bathroom naked and dripping. Upon seeing her, her friend laughed and fished a fresh one in the clean laundry basket. Emily’s house wasn’t really dirty, Nina noted. Just disorganized and lived-in. They sat together on the futon and started watching animated movies on Netflix. Emily handed her the joint. Nina had never smoked weed before, but she didn’t want to seem like a loser, not after everything that happened in the last two days. She carefully took a small hit, choking on it. That made the blue-haired girl laugh hysterically, her laugh ending in a cough. They took turns smoking, laughing, coughing until the doorbell rang. Emily sprang to her feet and ran to the door, wearing only a small tank top and some dark blue panties. Nina opened her mouth to say something, but in her blazed mind was unable to form words. Emily opened the door and took a pose for the pizza delivery man. She deliberately turned and bent down while looking for money in her purse, giving the man a perfect view of her perfect ass, shaking it a little bit. He turned bright red, stammering, incapable of detaching his eyes from her behind. When she finally turned back to him with the money, he seemed incapable of taking it.
-It’s okay…Just take the pizza, he mumbled.
-Oh really? That’s so generous. Hey, Bambi, come here and give the nice man a tip!
Nina choked on a sip of beer, but Emily’s smirk made her realize that she was joking. She was wearing some boxer style underwear and one of Emily’s large punk band t-shirts. Without getting up from the bed, she lifted the t-shirt and flashed her tits to the delivery man. He slowly backed away from the door, muttered a “thanks”, and ran to his car. The two girls were laughing hysterically.
-I can’t believe you did that! You keep surprising me. -I can’t believe it either. It’s because of you! You’re the bad influence!
Emily joined her on the futon with the pizza. Nina put her head on her shoulder and they watched the movie in silence, eating directly from the greasy box. She felt comfortable and happy. The unfortunate events of the night had completely disappeared from her mind. When the credits rolled on the screen, she went to brush her teeth while Emily transformed the futon into a double bed. The two girls then slipped into the blankets, facing each other. Nina had been feeling sleepy during the movie but she now felt completely awake. Her eyes were lost in Emily’s. She wanted to touch her, to kiss her, to play with her hair. Conflicting urges were taking her over, and as a result she was paralyzed. Emily smiled and grabbed Nina’s chin, lifting her head up, before invading her mouth with her tongue. Nina’s body melted into hers, their hands furiously exploring the other one’s skin and flesh. Unlike what had happened at the club, they were doing this for nobody else’s sake, only themselves. There was no performative distance, no show, just two hungry mouths liking, biting and sucking every bit of flesh they could, trying to taste and possess as much of the other girl as possible. Emily’s head disappeared under the blanket, sliding down Nina’s stomach. She felt two fingers gently probe her opening, rubbing her pussy and effortlessly sliding in her. Then, a warm mouth took possession of her cunt while her other hand squeezed her left breast. Nina wrapped her legs around Emily’s head, lifting her pelvis off the mattress with each wave of pleasure. Her hands were grabbing the blue hair by the fistful, scratching her back. She could barely contain her moans. The orgasm took her by surprise. It felt warm and inviting, wrapping her entire body in a delicious feeling of completion. Emily didn’t stop eating her out until the pleasure turned to pain and the spasms of Nina’s body let her know she couldn’t take it any more.
-That was…
-I know. Emily smiled as Nina climbed on top of her, gently biting her pierced nipples. She turned to the side and opened a drawer, pulling something out.
-Would you mind using this on me? She placed a long purple dildo in Nina’s hand. Nina had never seen or held a real life dick before. She grabbed the jelly toy, feeling it wiggle in her hand. It felt squishy and bouncy. Could that really fit into somebody? It seemed way bigger than it should. She slowly went down on Emily, the toy in one hand. “I better prepare her well for this”, she thought to herself. She pushed two fingers in her friend’s pussy, surprised to feel no resistance. She added a third, and quickly a fourth finger. Emily was gripping the metal frame with her hands, pushing herself on Nina’s hand, fucking it like it were a dick. Nina wiped the wetness on the toy, lubricating it and gently placed it at the entrance of Emily’s pussy. It swallowed the toy almost instantly. Nina thrust it in Emily with a slow, deep, rhythmic pace, encouraged by the moans and the heavy breathing of her new friend. She started to lick her clit while fucking her with the toy. In her hazy mind, she imagined that the toy was her dick, that she was fucking Emily like a man would. She projected her senses in the toy, trying to imagine how it would feel, the wetness, the warmth and the pressure of Emily’s tight hole. She wished to try the dildo as well, but its size was scaring her. However, seeing and hearing her friend moan and convulse on its length and width was making her wet again. She fingered herself while eating out and fucking Emily’s cunt. With a scream, Emily held Nina’s head and thrust herself deeper on the dildo, engulfing the fingers that were holding the toy in her hungry pussy. She squirted all over Nina’s face again. Expecting it this time, Nina had opened her mouth and received most of the liquid directly on her tongue, swallowing the warm, slightly sweet cum while Emily trembled on her face.
She pulled the dildo out, amazed at its size still. Long strings of wetness clung to it. She resisted the temptation of trying it out and threw it on the floor. Emily grabbed her and pulled her close to her, kissing her humid face all over. They quickly fell asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted by the weed and the sex.
-Wake up, slut!
A playful slap on the ass accompanied those words. Nina opened her eyes to see Emily handing her a cup of coffee.
-Come on, we have stripper stuff to buy! Today is about the bimbofication of Nina!
Nina groaned and took the coffee cup. Emily was already dressed, wearing tight ripped black jeans and a white tank top with no bra. The two girls rushed outside in order to make it in time for all the shops they had planned to visit.
First, Emily dragged her to a small run-down store in the windows of which old mannequins were wearing an assortment of neon 80’s inspired spandex suits and knotty wigs. Nina raised an eyebrow but Emily pushed her through the door. Boxes and boxes of shoes were haphazardly thrown in every corner of the shop, with crazy shoes on display everywhere. From “small” 6 inches to daring 10 inches of heels, every single type of stripper shoe was available. Some were clear, with flashing lights in the sole. Some were pink and covered with fluffy feathers. Some were crotch-height, with dozens of belts and buckles holding them up the mannequin legs. Nina’s eye was drawn to sparkly ankle boots but Emily pulled her away.
-You have really pretty feet. It would be a shame to hide them, those foot guys have money to spare. Sit down, I got you. She pushed Nina on a plastic lawn chair and started browsing. She instructed a bored-looking woman to bring her certain models and the boxes started piling at Nina’s feet. Her manicured feet slid in many pairs of stilettos and she really wanted to buy all of them. She loved the way they made her feel, she loved how slutty the pink and clear plastics made her feet look. She settled on a pair of clear, 7 inch heel open toed pump and a light pink sandal with a swarovski-studded 7 inch stiletto. She paid in cash, of course, throwing all the bills on the counter as if it were nothing. Their next stop was at a lingerie store. What was sold there put Victoria’s secret to shame. Tiny g-strings, fluorescent micro-bikinis, fishnets of all sizes and colours. It was a stripper’s paradise.
-The way I see it, Bambi is a covert slut. You need to keep that innocent, girl next door look and really push it with pastels and pinks. None of that – Emily waved at the BDSM inspired section- for you.
Emily piled a bunch of options on Nina’s arms. There were at least 15 outfits there, but it really felt like a handful of strings due to how small they were. She tried them on with Emily cheering for her, amazed at how sexy and mature she looked. She especially liked how garters and fishnet made her look. She settled on 10 new kits, paid and let Emily lead her to a nail salon. While letting the manicurist give her ridiculously long, gem-studded nails, Nina contemplated her new life. There was really nothing wrong with gaining a little money and improving her self-esteem. She was enjoying herself, she was making new friends..again. What was the worst thing that could happen?
-Let me buy you dinner, she offered to Emily after their day of shopping and pampering, her arms filled with bags of lingerie, shoes, makeup and beauty products. To thank you for everything you have done for me.
-You’re too cute, smiled Emily while caressing her cheek. Unfortunately…she looked at her phone. “I have a date tonight. Gotta get ready”.
Nina felt a stab in the chest. A date? Jealousy invaded her mind. Of course, they were just friends…She wasn’t even a lesbian. As Emily headed in the direction of her home, she called the strip club manager.
-Can I come to work tonight?
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