Chapter 37: Sam Stalks Colleen
Playing at being lovey-dovey with Rachel was nice. Actually being lovey-dovey with Julia was even better. So when I woke up from my sleep, I was feeling refreshed and happy. Kaede and Kaete were quietly sitting in one corner of the room, like vacuum cleaners that stored themselves automatically. "You two, go home," I ordered them. I tossed a sleeping Julia into her Pokeball, and found that Rachel was just quietly staring at me, clearly having not managed to go to sleep the entire time we were lying in bed together.
For some reason, the way I woke up to find Rachel staring at me reminded me of Colleen - I don't know why, since I'd never caught her doing something like that. The combination of the pretense-or-fact of being lovey-dovey and thinking of Colleen, made me decide to get up out of bed. "I'm going to head out now," I told Rachel.
"See you later, then, darling," she said. The word contained an overexaggerated note to it, like a quiet element of rebellion done purely to try to establish that she wasn't my mindless slave. It just made me lean over her and give her a peck on the lips that - a couple seconds later - I turned into a forced makeout, her tongue limply battering against my own before I went off.
As I exited Rachel's - very spacious - family home, I took out my phone. For a moment, I was going to call Colleen... then I saw Aisha's name right up at the top, and I had an even better idea. So I called her instead, giving her my location and saying I wanted to talk to her. I wound up waiting at a nearby cafe, and Aisha waved when she saw me. "Yo," she called out. "What's up?"
"I want to use your power," I told her, and I felt the change, with how the other people in the cafe's body language shifted - nobody looked at us, at all.
"Alright. What, you wanna fuck in the middle of the cafe?" Aisha asked, then glanced around. "Maybe fuck one of these bitches? They wouldn't even know you were there," she said, with a grin.
"Nah," I replied. "I want to watch Colleen as she goes about her day."
Aisha blinked a couple times at that, then smirked. "I guess it's your lucky day, I saw her a little ways up the street," she said.
"Wow. She normally doesn't have anything to do in a neighbor like this - let's go," I said, immediately rising to my feet, dumping a few bills on the table as I headed out, letting Aisha guide me to a street corner. Colleen was leaning against a traffic light pole, looking at her phone with a small, cute little frown on her face.
"Why was I even out here?" She asked herself. "This is a neighborhood for rich people like Rachel. Messages... no, nothing," she said. She had some app on her main screen that appeared to be beeping with an alert, but she ignored it completely. "Was I meeting someone?" She flipped through her contacts list, which had a solid forty or fifty names in it - people who I recognized as people she knew. "Man, I have total brain fog about this. Hm. How do I know Esme again?" She asked, tilting her head. "Well, I know her, obviously, but her number being on here is weird. Are we friends? I guess she seems nice enough..." She hit the 'call' button, and a couple seconds later, she was speaking to Esme. "Hey, Esme! This is Colleen," she said. I was pretty much pressed up right against her, so I could hear her voice.
"Oh. Hello, Colleen," Esme said. "What are you calling regarding?"
"I figured we should spend some time together, we're friends, right? That'd be why your name's in my phone," she continued, smiling warmly all the while. "I'll come visit you, what are you doing?"
"Oh. I was in the process of purchasing many black lingerie undergarments, as one pair that I owned broke, and I thought it would be a good idea to buy several replacements."
"Ooo, lingerie," Colleen said, cooing with interest. She idly played with her braid with her free hand. "Where at?"
"The Allmart," Esme said.
"The Allmart? Come on!" Colleen replied, letting out a cute noise of disbelief. "You can't do it at the Allmart! That's no place to buy sexy underwear!"
"Why not?"
"Guys want the extra-special stuff, Allmart just stocks boring plain jane brands. You want to knock his socks off!"
"What guy?" Esme asked, the tiniest note of confusion in her voice.
"Oh? Is it for a lady?" Colleen asked, her voice playful.
"No."
"Then why?"
"...I don't remember," Esme admitted. Probably because the underwear was for me, and she couldn't remember me.
Colleen just let out a laugh. "Alright, no worries! I'll meet you at Allmart, and we'll go on a little trip and get you some sexy underwear. I could use a couple pairs myself. All I've got right now in my closet is pretty much thongs! Not even bras, really. Don't honestly remember why," she said, glancing down at her chest and bouncing in place, making my cock idly twitch at her completely oblivious behavior. "Most of my tops have underboob, which just makes it more weird!"
"Yes, that is strange. Do you think a Pokegirl has mind controlled us into purchasing specific outfits, and we are only half-aware of it?"
"Nah," Colleen replied. "This is just how clothes-shopping is."
* * *
Colleen wound up dragging Esme with her to another shop to pick out sexy lingerie, Vulvixx's Secret. She hummed pleasantly and talked calmly with Esme. Just like always, she acted super confident with other people, and never with me. If anything, Esme was the one who seemed to be more intimidated, frequently staring blankly at a bra as if trying to remember its importance, then turning to Colleen and asking her whether it would look good on her. Colleen's occasional notes about this or that bra, and how it would look on Esme, seemed to carry a lot of weight for the girl.
"Man, I thought guys got bored with clothes shopping," Aisha said, playing around on her phone. It was plugged into a wall socket, not that anybody noticed. "Hey, there's a phone game I want to grab, you willing to spot me the cash?" She prompted.
I just sighed, glanced at her phone, and gave her an even ten dollars, at which point she got back to the game. For my part, I wound up following Colleen into the changing rooms - she took a good baker's dozen bras, humming and bouncing in place as she went, as if silently trying to figure out which bra was best.
Honestly, the answer, in my opinion, was "none," but that wasn't really my concern at that point. My concern was Colleen, my gorgeous crush, currently peeling off her top and half-modeling a variety of bras right in front of me, holding them in front of her and humming. "Mm, I'm going to have to try them all on... why have I never worn a bra before?" She wondered, tilting her head. She bounced in place, her tits jiggling. "I sure don't have the kind of iron-steel tits that don't bounce around like crazy!"
"I do not know why you do not wear a bra, as we are not that close," Esme said, from the other side of the door.
"Oh, sorry, Esme! I was just talking to myself!" Colleen glanced through the bras, picking out a red one, the cups having been designed to be shaped a bit like hearts. "I think this'll make a good first try... here's hoping I measured my tits right, otherwise I'm going to have to return all these to the shelf, unworn."
"Aisha!" I yelled out, unable to take it any more.
"Yeah, what," Aisha replied, sounding bored.
"End the effect, I want to-" I was alone in the changing room with Colleen, who was currently naked from the waist up, a red heart-shaped bra held in her hands. She saw me as the - as some Pokegirl's power, broke? I think a Pet I owned, or something, I couldn't remember what exactly, but something like that. In any case, my attention was much more on her, and she sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes going wide as she held the bra in her hands. "You're not buying any bras," I told her, my cock iron hard in my pants.
"Y-yes! Okay, Sam! Sorry, I totally forgot, aha, all about, I mean it's so stupid," she said, her eyes wide as she hurriedly pulled out her phone, flicking through it. I thought I saw her open the app on her phone that had been buzzing earlier, but she closed it a second or so later, gulping loudly. "Oh, ohhh, ahaha, I'm so dumb, ahm, let me add a little note, actually, haha, whoopsie!" She gulped hard, typing away on her phone. "Wow. Ah... ah, Sam, right, we're alone in the changing room, of course you want to have sex, r-right? I'm, I'm sorry for totally forgetting about that," she said, and I just gently cupped her cheek, leaning in to kiss her. She moaned softly into my mouth, her eyes immediately closing, her glasses clacking against my face.
When I broke off the kiss, I stared at her. She was dressed from the waist down, her hands still nervously holding the bra in one hand. When she caught my gaze going to it, she dropped it like it was on fire. "You're so sexy," I breathed, making her cheeks color, her eyes growing big.
"A-ah, you too, Sam," she said, hurriedly. "I, uhm, I'll give you a blowjob?" She suggested, dropping to her knees a half-second later, reaching for my groin. "Don't forget, you can use my braids!" She added, as she pulled out my cock. "That's, ahm, wow, aha, were you watching me this whole time?"
"Yeah," I told her, and she looked more afraid than anything else. "Don't worry, I'm not mad, the - the way I did it, you forgot about me, that's all," I explained to her, and she let out a warbling noise, even seeming to tear up.
"I- I shouldn't forget about you, Sam! That's, that's, that's bad, because I- because I'm going to be your Pet if you threshold!" She said. She shook her head quickly and then opened her mouth wide, just slurping my cock up in a single swift stroke, swallowing around my length as she ground herself into my pelvis. She seemed to be using the irrumatio as an excuse to not talk, and I decided to let her.
"It's really alright, Colleen," I told her, and she nodded rapidly. "I- uhm, I'm probably going to use the same Pokegirl power again." As soon as I remembered how it worked, anyway. She nodded around my cock again. "If you have a problem with that-" she hurriedly shook her head, desperately twisting around and making my cock throb in the process, my whole head seeming to fog up with bliss. I reached down for her long braids, grasping one in either hand, and began to slowly but surely peel her up, her half-naked body trembling before me as her hard nipples pointed up at the air. A moment later, I slammed her right down my cock, mewling and squirming in place, some mixture of anxiety and pleasure written on her expression.
Gauging by how she looked, she could do with a good, hard facefucking, to help her calm down a little. "Don't worry," I cooed at her, as I furiously fucked her face up and down my cock. "Watching you while you forgot all about me was incredibly hot. I love how confident and sexy you can be," I told her, making her cheeks blush red, some hint of a smile in her eyes from the compliment. "But more importantly, I promised, you had a guaranteed Pet slot, no matter what - and that still applies," I told her, as her throat wetly glugged around my cock from my furious pace in her mouth. She nodded as much as she could in that position, which wasn't much.
For about half a minute, I just roughly pounded at her face, enjoying the experience, the relief, the contrast, and the sense of power. I wound up focusing in on the last bit, growling roughly as I dominated her and claimed her face and throat, eventually starting to talk under my breath, working to get myself off. "I'm in charge, I have the power here, you're mine." At that point, Colleen came, moaning wetly around my cock, when it wasn't lodged in her throat - under those circumstances, her throat simply vibrated around my dick. Her own eyes peeled back in bliss as I fucked her face like that, my cock threatening to explode down her throat at any moment, yet never quite doing so.
"Fuck, fuck," I growled out, at one point so completely losing myself that I held Colleen down on my cock. I just let her work me over, her lips smacking against my cock, her tongue sliding and slithering along the underside as she did her best to please me. That generous, giving nature of her, the way she quietly twitched and spasmed beneath me, it was so fucking hot. "God, your mouth's so good," I said, my cock still lodged in her throat, and she let out a wet little noise of pleasure. "I love your lips," I added, and she smacked at them particularly hard, the cool metal of her half-moon glasses mushing against my stomach, "I love your glasses, too, fuck," I breathed out. Her mouth stopped working for a second. "Your tongue is great as well," I told her - and she didn't start licking, which made me lean back up and look at her face again, discovering that she'd passed out.
I obviously immediately yanked her up and off my cock, letting her gasp for air, coughing and hacking. Almost the moment she came back to consciousness, her hand came up to my cock, frantically jerking me off. "I, ah, your cock's, so nice," she said, sounding a little delirious as she tried to compliment me.
"Your mouth is really nice too," I reassured her, and she smiled at that, still catching her breath. "Start masturbating," I ordered, wanting her to enjoy herself too, and her hand went right into her panties immediately, diving in and starting to work. Her breathing grew more ragged as pleasure started to seriously impact her, her cheeks turning pink as she stared up at me, and I just dragged her down my cock by the braids, unable to resist - she let her mouth fall open with ease, her tongue lolling out to invite my cock in.
I groaned in pleasure at the sensations, as her tongue flicked and flashed along the underside of my cock, her own soft noises of pleasure vibrating up my cock. She smiled loosely up at me with her eyes, and I remembered accidentally choking her out earlier. Watching her go about her day had made me way too horny to do anything so calm as let her choose her own pace and breathe plenty - but I didn't want to choke her out again.
So I grabbed her braids in either hand and began furiously fucking her face, making her throat wetly glug around my dick as I enjoyed her like that. She drew in desperate breaths each time I pulled up, before getting choked on my cock on the downswing. Her saliva dribbled out over her lower lip from the force, some of it splattering down onto her gorgeous, bouncing tits. Her eyes lidded with pleasure as she masturbated, and it didn't take too long for her to come around my cock again, letting out a wet moan that was repeatedly cut off by my cock, over and over again, her eyes tilting back in blissful pleasure as she took it.
"That's a good girl," I grunted, continuing to rut at her face even as she came. "Fuck, fuck," I grunted. "I'm going to come." She mewled at that, her tongue slathering up the underside of my cock, and I was pretty sure that meant she wanted to taste it, so I peeled her back to the very tip of my cock. Her free hand - the one that wasn't still masturbating - came up to my cock, frantically jerking me off. She looked up at me from behind her tilted askance half-moon glasses, practically begging for my cum, and I gave it to her, unloading right into her mouth, making her hum and sigh in enjoyment.
Once I was spent in her mouth, I put away my dick, and the two of us got dressed again, Colleen cleaning up her face with a smile and flushed cheeks. She tossed the bras - which she wasn't going to buy anyway - off to the side. The pair of us left the changing room together, and the moment I stepped out, Aisha dragged me back into her power.
"Hm," Esme said, looking at her phone, where she was running a timer. "You took an excessively long period of time to try on those bras. It took you a full half hour, which would be over two minutes per bra. Are you unused to putting on bras, and that is the cause of your slowness? I could assist you."
"I took a totally normal amount of time," Colleen huffed. "Anyway, I don't like any of these, I don't think," she said, her forehead briefly scrunching up. "Did I even put them on?" She muttered to herself. "I must have. What else would I have been doing? Just like forgetting the trip to school or something..." she said, shaking her head before turning her gaze back to Esme. "Now, let's get you those bras!" She clapped her hands excitedly, and started playing dress-up with Esme, who pretty much let her treat her like a doll.
It was an incredibly hot sight, and I wound up recording it on my phone, resisting the urge to make Aisha break the power so I could fuck the pair again - they'd never get anything done, otherwise.
* * *
After she'd bought the sexy new underwear, Esme asked Colleen for her advice in sexy clothes, and Colleen just hummed at that, placing one finger on her cheek. "Well, I think if you want to attract a guy, you should find out what he likes. So what guy are you wanting?" Colleen asked.
"I don't remember," Esme said, with a small frown.
Colleen just laughed at that. "Well, if you're too embarrassed, that's okay too," she said. "Let's do something fun!" She added, before Esme could clarify that she was not embarrassed. "What do you like to do for fun, Esme?"
"I enjoy puzzles, particularly math puzzles. There is a large, leftover supply of mathematics puzzles from the pre-Sukebe era."
"Ha, that just sounds like schoolwork to me," Colleen said. "No wonder your grades are so good."
"My grades are not very good in the 'humanities,' which I personally consider a bad name, as it implies that people are less 'human' if they are not good at them."
Colleen responded by wrapping Esme in a hug, causing a slight pink tone to appear on Esme's cheeks, and just the tiniest smile on her lips. "Right, then!" Colleen pulled back from the hug, patting Esme on the shoulders. "I'll try these math puzzles, sure, Esme," she said, with a smile. "Who knows, maybe I'll like them?"
"Oh." Esme blinked a few times rapidly. "Ah, I will be able to give you my favorites."
"Maybe you should give me the easy ones instead," Colleen said. "I'm not nearly as good at math as you, after all!" She snapped her fingers. "Right! You're my tutor, that's how I know you, sorry for the total brain fart."
"It is alright. I am also only now remembering that, and I still do not remember who the boy I like is."
* * *
Colleen wasn't very good at math puzzles, that became pretty clear as she stared blankly at the one in front of her. She stared at it, then scribbled at it, humming, muttering, trying her hardest to solve it. "Okay, give me a hint, first step?" She asked Esme, after a full ten minutes.
"Hm?" Esme looked at the paper. "Oh. Consider, what it means for a line to be 'random.'"
"Yeah, I've been considering the crap out of that."
"Okay. It means that the line has a random angle and a random length and a random center point. All three of these are not related, since any center point can have a line of any length or angle, any length can have any center point and any angle, and any angle can have any center point and any length. That is the first step of the problem."
"Hmm..." Colleen said, clearly trying to puzzle out the solution from that, drawing and scribbling; after a few more minutes of trying to solve it, she let out a laugh. "Aha!" She said, at last, hurriedly writing out a proof, pausing halfway through and frowning. "Wait... is this right at all?" She showed Esme the half-finished proof.
"Yes. However, it is not substantively right, nor is it the correct path to prove what you want."
"Darn," Colleen said, shaking her head and going right back into it from the beginning.
"You really like watching your girlfriend solve math problems?" Aisha asked, sounding bored as she looked up from her phone.
"I like watching her in general," I replied. "But more importantly, I like seeing how she's not demoralized at all, even though she's struggling with it. She's so confident and sexy - I wish she wasn't so anxious about the whole Pet thing, so she could be that confident with me, too."
"Uh huh. That's why she's anxious," Aisha said, turning back to her phone. "Well, tell me when you get horny enough to drag her into the bathroom and fuck your genius girlfriend."
"I think that's about now," I said, standing up and grabbing Colleen's wrist, pulling the pen out of it and putting it down. "Wait for me to get to the bathroom, though."
"Uh huh," Aisha agreed, as I dragged Colleen off.
"I, uh, think I have to pee," Colleen said, knowing she was standing up and leaving Esme, but not knowing why. Her guess was pretty on point, though, as I dragged her into Esme's bathroom, closing and locking the door behind us. "Man. I don't feel like I have to pee at all..." she muttered, as she pulled down her tight pants and thong, revealing her gorgeous pussy, her panties still wet from earlier. "Wow, I'm wet though. This is like, masturbated levels of wet." She stared at her panties. "Have they been like this the whole time I've been out with Esme?" She frowned. "No, wait, it's from when I started helping Esme get dressed." Her eyes widened at that. "Wow... am I a lesbian? Bi? I mean, I don't know... but wait. I don't think I've ever been 'into' a boy that way." Her expression scrunched up. "I'll feel real dumb if- Sam!" She said, her eyes instantly shooting wide as Aisha finally got around to dropping her power around me. "A-ah, ahah, please ignore what I was saying, it's so dumb, haha," she said, nervously wiggling in place. "I was, I was, you know, I just forgot about-"
"It's alright, we both know why you were wet," I told her. "Turn around," I added, "hands against the wall," I said, and she did that too, her pussy soon presented to me - her panties were already down, after all. "But, if you were a lesbian, that wouldn't change anything," I told her, taking my cock and thrusting into her, hard, completely hilting my cock in her waiting pussy and making her gasp in pleasure. "You'd still have an offer to be my Pet, and I wouldn't change anything about how I treat you," I told her, leaning over her, my hands sliding up her stomach to her breasts, gently caressing them as I thrust away.
"A-ahm, thank, thank you, Sam," she said, squirming in place on my cock, her fingernails scraping along the wall. "But, if I was a lesbian, I'd still - I'd still do whatever you said!" She declared, doing her best to dirty talk me, her pussy quietly spasming around my length as she got closer to the edge, my hands groping and caressing her tits. "I'd still, s-suck you, a-and fuck you, a-and maybe, haha, maybe I'd, I'd do that thing, where you f-f-f-fall-" she gulped, hurriedly shaking her head. "Fall in love with a cock!"
"Yeah?" I prompted her, giving her tits an appreciative squeeze. "So I'd fuck your lesbian pussy until you declared my cock was better than any girl's pussy?" I asked.
"Mhm," she agreed, hurriedly, nodding her head rapidly. "I'd, oh, or, or you could, L4 me, and fix my sexuality, so I was straight as an arrow, and only attracted to you!" She squeaked as I upped my pace in response to those words, getting rougher with her. She failed to say anything else, which I didn't mind, because my thoughts were running a mile a minute, as I fucked her relentlessly in Esme's bathroom.
After Colleen threshholded, maybe she would Recognize me, just like Julia had - but probably not. But that wouldn't matter, since I could just L4 her. I could tweak her sexual orientation and her feelings towards me. I could make her love me as much as I loved her. I - I didn't know enough about the specifics, maybe I could even alter her memory, too? Make her believe that she'd always loved me? People retroactively believed all kinds of things about their emotional states. But the mental image of Pokegirl-Colleen smiling and saying how she loved me, how she'd always loved me, how she just needed that L4 cycle to finally realize it - it had me incredibly hard inside Colleen, as my fingers sank into her tits.
Colleen came herself at that point, biting her lower lip to restrain the noise she was making. It made me remember that I was in Esme's house - wouldn't her mom hear? I leaned into Colleen, biting down on her neck lightly, trying to use her body to restrain the noises I was making myself, as I fucked her absolutely senseless into the wall, my hand finding its way down to her clit, playing with the sensitive nub. She squirmed in place, knees knocking against one another as pleasure ran through her, and eventually spoke up, her voice warbling. "Cuh, can I, put, my hand, in my mouth, to k-keep quiet," she said.
"Go ahead," I told her, and instantly, she bit down on her fingers, leaning into the wall, pushing her cheek against it for balance as I fucked her. She looked at me out of the corner of her eye, as I resumed nibbling on her neck, enjoying her taste, and the closeness and warmth of her body - as well as the way she kept on shivering in pleasure. I loved it, relished it, the way she squirmed, her juices leaking all over my cock as I thrust away. I licked at her neck, enjoying her taste, and she came again and again more on my cock, letting out all sorts of lewd noises into her hand, as she struggled to keep herself under control.
After about half an hour, I let go inside her, and she came right alongside me, squeaking behind her hand as I let loose. When I was finished inside her, I gently peeled out of her, admiring her slick sex where I'd deposited a copious amount of cum. "You look so sexy like that," I told her, reaching out to grope her ass cheek - then my hand slid around towards her belly. "You're pregnant. Fuck. God, do you even remember that, when Aisha is using her power?"
Colleen flushed with color and shook her head, clearly worried by the thought. "I-I don't, sorry, Sam, oh no," she muttered, looking down at her belly, her hand also going to it.
"Don't worry, I won't let you do anything that would risk our baby," I promised her, kissing her neck. She smiled at that.
"I-I know, but, I like, I like knowing I'm pregnant, it's a nice th-thought, I can just remember it..." she sighed, shuddering softly in place. I guess she really wanted to be a mom.
"Oh. I guess I shouldn't have Aisha use her power on you again, then..." I said, sighing. I was really enjoying it, but if it upset Colleen, then I shouldn't do it. "It's been fun, but I don't want to make you sad."
"No! No, it's okay! I-It's not like I drink alcohol or anything, don't worry, Sam! If you like it, then go ahead, w-w-w-wipe yourself out of my brain, whenever you want!" She gulped. "It's, it's okay! I'm your future Pet, s-so, you know, y-you'll be able to do that k-kind of thing a-anyway," she explained, looking up at me with big, soft eyes. "A-ah, do what you want, I mean, I trust you, and I w-want to make you h-h-h-hard," she said, looking down at my groin. "It's okay, really!"
"Alright, then," I said. If she said it was okay, then it was okay. I pulled up my pants, stuffing my dick back in, and I opened the bathroom door to find Aisha sitting there, leaned against the far wall, playing on her phone. "Aisha?"
"You're in the dean's house, dude," Aisha said. "I pulled Colleen in, rather than push you out. Lucky, you two were L-O-U-D," she said. She glanced at Colleen, then Colleen's body language shifted suddenly, as she forgot about my presence. She frowned, pulled her clothes back on, and walked back to Esme's room without another word. "We headed home, or are you wanting to stalk your crush some more?" She asked me, glancing at Colleen's back.
"I think I'm going to stalk my crush some more, thanks," I said. She shrugged and followed me back to Esme's room.
* * *
Esme had actually put up her puzzles - since she'd forgotten about Colleen's existence and presence - and Colleen decided that it was as good a sign as any that they should try something new. She wound up inviting Esme out on the town, the pair winding up going out to eat.
"You have been spending a great deal of time with me," Esme said, a small frown on her face. "I do not understand why."
"Well, I want to be friends," Colleen said, smiling at her. "I like being people's friends, you know? Am I bothering you? If you want me to buzz off, no problem!" She added.
"No, you are not bothering me." Esme blinked owlishly at Colleen for a few seconds, before speaking. "It is simply confusing. I was wondering if this was an attempt at a 'date'."
Colleen laughed at that, looking good natured about it. "No, no. If I wanted to ask you out, I'd just come out and say it!" Hearing those words made my heart sink in my chest - it was like an open statement that Colleen didn't like me that way.
But that was okay. I'd make her like me. I would. I wound up sitting down next to her - Aisha rolled her eyes and sat down next to Esme before turning her attention back to her phone. Once I was seated next to her, Colleen putting in their order, my hand slid along Colleen's thigh, just absently groping it. I wasn't aiming to make her feel good or anything, just to feel her up - I didn't want her to feel good, really. I didn't want her to get confused again, like she'd been in the bathroom when she saw how wet she was.
Esme and Colleen chatted, but my thoughts weren't really on their conversation - it was on what Colleen had said. She didn't want to ask me out. She wasn't harboring a secret crush. She'd gone along with me because she wanted to avoid a life of slavery, and instead get an easy street life as my Pet. It bothered me, honestly. My fingers went to her breasts at that point, just squeezing them like stress balls, trying to put it out of my thoughts. But I couldn't, this was the girl I had a crush on, and she'd inadvertently revealed that she didn't feel the same way about me. Part of me had been hoping - well...
Meanwhile, Colleen went on. I tuned back into the pair's conversation at that point, having missed basically everything. "...oh, that's what blowjob training videos are for!" She explained. "If you want to be good at sucking cock, but not actually suck a guy off, you can watch one of those! Lots of them don't even feature a guy's penis, just a girl or Pokegirl with a dildo, that way you don't have to feel like you're cheating on him."
"I see," Esme said. "So you have watched these?"
"Lots and lots, though always the ones without a real penis," she said, her brow furrowing for a moment as she put her hand on her cheek. "Weird... I wonder why not? It's not like I have a guy I like..."
"Can you show me one?" Esme asked. "I do want to have high-quality fellatio techniques."
"Oh, sure!" Colleen said, smiling as she took out her phone, tapping a few times before finding a video. "This one's good for the basics," she explained. I craned my head to follow the phone, my hands leaving her tits in the process. It was a Pokegirl talking in a calm, serious voice, and explaining how to properly pleasure your master. "She says 'Master' a lot, because she's a Pet, but it's good for even a boyfriend or husband, I think," she explained, as the Pokegirl in question gulped down the dildo, massaging her own throat with her hands demonstratively. "I watched this a whole bunch while practicing."
It was that mental image that made me take the phone out of Colleen's hands, putting it down on the table. Aisha let out an amused snort. "Obviously that'd do it," she said, sighing as she paused her game to stand up. I grabbed Colleen's wrist, Colleen giving a quick excuse to Esme as I dragged her off to the bathroom once again.
Once we were there, I stuffed Colleen into one of the stalls, closed and locked it behind me. She just seemed momentarily confused, then Aisha dropped her power. Or wrapped us both in it, given I could still remember that Aisha existed. I looked down at Colleen, who stared up at me with blushing cheeks. My cock throbbed in my pants. "Kneel," I said, and Colleen instantly dropped to her knees. "Actually," I said, as she fished my cock out of my pants. "Let's do a roleplaying scenario," I told her, and she nodded rapidly. "You're my Pet, and you Recognized me, and you want to make a training video just like that one you were showing Esme," I explained, as I took out my phone, hitting record.
"O-okay," Colleen agreed. She licked her lips, taking a moment to think, gently stroking my length. "Hi! If you're watching this, that's because you're Sam's Pet, or hoping to be!" She said, with a bright smile on her lips, leaning in to kiss my tip. Her eyes were utterly focused on the camera to my phone, as she showed off how much better she was in front of a crowd. "I'm his Pet too, and I loooove him, since we're soulmates," she explained, leaning in to nuzzle my cock with her cheek. "Sucking cock is all about one thing: making the man feel good!
"So, I'll show off some quick techniques. First of all, you want to lick his cock," she explained, leaning into my cock, her tongue running along my whole length, flapping against it frenetically. She really worked it over, sliding up to my very tip, running her tongue against the slit. Her eyes were closed, now, as she worked, just focused on the task instead of the camera, or me. "Licking is so important! Your tongue in the most flexible, versatile part of your mouth! But you can't just lick - you should suck too," she explained, shifting up to the tip of my dick.
"Sucking is two separate actions, really. First, there's sucking like this:" she wrapped her lip around the very tip of my cock, her lips fitting into the crown, then just hollowing, loud, wet, slurping noises escaping her throat as she desperately worked to inhale my cock. She popped off for a moment, jerking me off. "But then, there's sucking like this," she explained, slamming her mouth down my whole length, grinding her nose into my pelvis. She gulped and glugged around my cock, and I just groaned in pleasure. She even brought her hands up to her throat, gently caressing and massaging my dick through her throat, and I wound up letting my phone fall to the wayside. Her gaze followed it for a moment, but then she looked back up at me, giving a nervous smile as she peeled back up my cock.
"I-it's really important, you do it, so he likes it, uhm, so you like it, did you like it?"
"It was great," I said to her, and she smiled lightly before slurping my dick back up, apparently forgetting about the roleplay the moment the phone wasn't in her face. That thought made my dick throb, so I brought up the phone, and after a couple seconds she refocused on it, sliding gently up my length.
"I'm going to have two more cocksucking sisters, and this is for them," Colleen said, smiling brightly. "I've already got one, with Julia! She goes by Bitch though. I hope you two make Sam really happy, the better and more thoroughly you suck him off, the better a Pet you are, that's why I always try my best!" With my free hand, I reached out for her hair, and as her gaze left the phone, her confidence left her - but it didn't stop her from letting her mouth fall wide open, her tongue lolling out invitingly. I just gripped her braid and forcibly yanked her down my cock, groaning as I slammed myself balls deep inside her throat.
I lost myself in the moment, forcibly yanking her up and down my length, furiously slamming my dick all the way down her throat, before peeling her all the way up and off. She gasped for air for a few seconds on the upswing, before nervously starting to speak. "A-ahm, if you, if he likes your blowjob, he'll do stuff like that, sometimes," she explained, looking up at me instead of the phone.
I realized clearly then that it really was my phone that was changing her from the confident, sexy leopard, or the shy, nervous kitten. I was definitely enjoying it, too, as I drew the phone up, and her eyes refocused on it. Being able to treat what she was saying as if it was to an audience of strangers made her come off as so much more confident. "It's really important to make sure he feels good, so you'll have to use your tongue in a whole lot of different ways," she explained. "Licking left and right, forward and back, corkscrewing around, twisting your head - try everything you can think of!" At that, she dove down my cock, burying herself to the base on it, her throat swallowing around my dick, her eyes going up to the phone's camera, locking her gaze upon it.
She let out a soft hum around my cock, and then promptly came, moaning around it even more erotically, her eyes lidding as she jiggled and jerked in place. I peeled her up, and she panted heavily, staring loosely up at the phone for a couple seconds, stroking me with her hand as she recovered enough to speak. "Sucking cock can make you come, especially if you're masturbating. That's one upside to being Sam's Pet! Another one is being around Sam all the time, so he can fuck you in any of your holes - well, really, they're his holes now! As a Pet, I belong to Sam, mind, body, and soul!"
She hadn't intended it, but that wound up pushing me over the edge, and I came, spraying my cum all over her face. She closed her eyes, letting my seed splash all over her face, and I shivered in ecstasy. When I was completely spent, I dabbed off the last few droplets on her face. "Fuck," I breathed. "You oughtta clean your face off, before you go back to Esme."
"Mhm, Sam," Colleen said. "U-uhm, I can't, I don't- I can't see the toilet paper, Sam," she clarified, after a moment, and I hurriedly handed her a strip, which she followed back to the wall, getting to work on cleaning her face off.
I left with Aisha, and a minute or two later, Colleen was back at the table, happily chatting away with Esme like nothing had happened, letting me grope her without so much as responding, while Aisha continued playing on her phone.
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