Chapter 7

Simon

It’s Friday and Right after first period, Karly took Eve to a private clinic where I’d already booked the appointment. Under general anesthesia, Dr. Garado, a top-tier plastic surgeon with an insatiable love for money, suctioned a generous amount of fat from Eve’s stomach. That fat will be repurposed later, mixed with stem cells and a cocktail of hormones, to give her the breast augmentation that I want her to have.

They skipped math and chemistry so the good doctor could finish his work uninterrupted. When they returned, Eve had a tidy little doctor’s note excusing her from P.E.

I can hardly wait to set the next phase of Eve’s physical transformation into motion. It’s coming very soon, and when it does, she won’t even recognize the girl she used to be.

Eve

I don’t feel well at all. The surgery was a success, according to Karly, but even though I don’t feel as dizzy as when we left the clinic, my stomach still hurts, and so does my head. All of this just to remove a bit of the fat from my stomach, which wasn’t even that much big to begin with!

The only positive thing about this operation is that Karly and Kaden left me alone for the rest of the day. We went straight to the bus stop instead of, like every Friday, spending a long time at “The Nest.” And on the bus, I was able to sit in my usual spot, one of the front seats.

Karly also told me that for today and the rest of the weekend, I can just take it easy. She and Kaden won’t ask me to do anything for them. I’m pretty happy about that!

Madeline

I’m in downtown Miami, at “Le Tsar,” an upscale restaurant in the heart of the city owned by my uncle, Svent Tamarov. It’s almost 8 p.m., much later than I’d planned, but my uncle made me wait. At least the food’s good. It better be, at these prices!

Zoe and Mia are also in the restaurant, but they are at another table at the back with Elisabeth and Claire, Zoe’s sisters. For now, they are enjoying the good food and free alcohol. It’s going to cost me a pretty penny, but these bitches will serve as an incentive to convince my uncle to go along with my plan.

Svent finally shows up, slides into the seat across from me, and flashes a smile: “Hello, my beautiful niece. I’m glad we finally get to meet. Valeriy wasn’t lying when he said you were incredibly fuckable.”

I expected comments like that from him, but not so blunt and direct.

I just smile and reply: “You have good taste, Uncle, but that’s not why I’m here. I have a different kind of proposal for you. A proposal that’ll allow you to meet four of my friends, just as beautiful as me, who’d love to spend some time with you.”

I point to the table where my cousins and Mia are sitting, and my uncle smiles broadly and says: “Interesting, I’m listening.”

Simon

I wasn’t entirely sure it was a good idea to ask the Tamarovs for help staging the attack on Eve. I don’t want to be further indebted to that organization, but I have to admit, Madeline’s plan is flawless. It minimizes the chances of getting caught while ensuring Eve ends up in the hospital with injuries severe enough to justify Dr. Garado’s involvement.

The only payment for his participation in the plan will be to use Mia’s and Madeline’s cousins’ bodies over the weekend.

What a bargain!

Eve

When I got up this morning, I realized that my stomach almost doesn’t hurt anymore and my headache is totally gone.

Karly never mentioned again what she had planned for me after the Winter Formal, namely that I should lose my virginity to the highest bidder.

I’m so glad it’s not going to happen, thanks to my father’s intervention about getting on the pill. I want to stay a virgin until I get married.

Still, I’m not delusional. The twins are seriously determined, and I’m afraid they’ll find a way around my dad’s rules eventually.

In the meantime, I’m really happy I get to go to the Winter Formal this year.

In past years, Mom and Dad always said no, claiming I couldn’t go alone. But this year, they can’t use that excuse, even if I’m going with the twins.

Karly

Eve seems to think that what we had planned for her after the Winter Formal, the selling of her virginity, won’t happen because of Dad’s decision. She’s completely wrong.

Simon still wants the planned after-party to go ahead, no matter what. He told me he’s already put a solution in place, though he didn’t give me any details.

I’m absolutely sure he’s telling the truth. He’s proven it to me over and over again: He always gets what he wants, no matter what stands in his way. What he did to Mia and Zoe is the clearest proof of that. I’m still terrified at the thought that he might come after me next. Thankfully, I’m part of his plan. He needs me and Kaden to keep going.

Today’s Saturday, and Mom decided to come with me and Eve to shop for our dresses for the Winter Formal.

Kaden was with us at first, but a suit, pants, a tie, and some new shoes, yeah, that doesn’t take long. Even his mask, since it’s a masquerade this year, is just a plain white Venetian one.

For us, it’s not that simple. We’re getting ball gowns, matching shoes, and more interesting masks, especially ones that go with the whole outfit. That’s going to take a lot more time, obviously, which is why Kaden already took off.

Eve

I’m so glad Mom helped Karly and me find our outfits for Winter Formal! I was really worried I’d end up doing it with just Karly, and I’m pretty sure if that had happened, I would’ve walked out in something that showed off my curves way more than I’m comfortable with.

It took forever, and I’ve got to admit I’m pretty tired now that the day’s over. But at least we found the perfect outfit for me.

Mom picked out the dress with me, but honestly, she did most of the choosing. It’s this deep midnight blue, and when I first saw it on the hanger, I thought there was no way it would look good on me. I mean, with my chest, even if it’s not my real breasts, I think that dresses like that usually don’t fit right. Either too tight or way too open. But this one, it actually worked!

The top has some structure to it and it holds everything in place without making me feel like I can’t breathe.

The skirt flows in layered chiffon and moves so beautifully when I walk. It actually makes me feel elegant.

My shoes are dark blue heels and not too high, thankfully. Mom made sure they were comfortable. She always says if I’m going to wear something fancy, I shouldn’t have to suffer for it.

And then there’s the mask. It’s probably my favorite part. It’s a Venetian-style piece in icy blue and cobalt, with little silver details and some soft feathers. It’s both spectacular and delicate, and it matches everything perfectly.

Mom was definitely not happy with the outfits Karly wanted to pick. Her dresses were always way too low-cut and tight, the heels way too high, and the fabrics way too revealing. In the end, Mom backed off a little, and Karly agreed to compromise, at least a bit.

Still, Karly’s outfit, in shades of red, is way less modest than mine. The neckline plunges and shows way more cleavage than what she usually wears. The heels are high, though not as high as she wanted, and her mask is actually similar to mine, unlike the “atrocity” (Mom’s exact word) she originally wanted to wear.

I stayed out of it, but honestly, even with the way things are between Karly and me, I can’t help but admire what she’s going to wear. It’s bold and fiery, and it really shows off her curves.

Simon

Today, just as I’d hoped, Karly asked for permission for her and her brother to skip the evening celebration marking Eve’s new status. I had presented the event as a casual party with the twins, a few close friends, and of course, Eve as well, the day after the Winter Formal.

From the very beginning, I knew it would never happen. Valeriy Tamarov had kept his part of the deal and set the trap.

Without dwelling too much on it, I made it clear to her that while I was granting their absence, I wasn’t exactly pleased that the twins were bailing on me.

Karly

It went better than I feared. Yes, Simon wasn’t thrilled that Kaden and I couldn’t attend the party he’s throwing to mark the end of Eve’s virgin status, but he didn’t push us to be there.

I do enjoy playing with Eve, but Claire’s new boyfriend is insanely rich, and he’s taking us out to sea on his yacht. Claire says some of his family will be there too, all gorgeous and loaded. Maybe I’ll snag a rich boyfriend of my own!

Eve

It’s Friday, and I’ve got a bad feeling about tomorrow.

Today, just like last week, the twins left me alone all day, except for the usual blowjob I gave to Kaden and the cunnilingus I did to Karly this morning. I was able to sit in my usual spot without having to join Karly’s group at the back of the bus. That was true both going and coming back. Even after school, we headed straight to the bus stop instead of going to “The Nest,” like we always do on Fridays.

And then, right before getting off the bus, Kaden said something to Angela about a surprise waiting for me after Winter Formal, that I was going to give a lot of pleasure with my body. He also talked about all my orifices, but I might have misunderstood, and he immediately changed the subject.

Are they really going through with their plan, even though I’m not protected?

I wish I could talk to Simon and have him reassure me, but we won’t be able to see each other tonight because he’s out of town for the weekend!

I hope I misunderstood and that they will just sell my mouth and my ass, but I’m afraid that tomorrow I’m going to lose my virginity, whether I like it or not.

Eve

It’s finally Saturday, Winter Formal day, and I’m excited, nervous, and honestly, kind of uneasy.

This morning, when I went into Karly and Kaden’s room, they both told me to go back to bed. Said they didn’t need me for anything today.

Karly

Kaden is such an idiot. His comment in the bus about Eve yesterday tipped her off way too much. He shouldn’t have said anything! Simon had given clear instructions.

At least Eve seems to be keeping her worries to herself, and Mom thinks she’s just really nervous about tonight’s party.

To be fair, Mom is in full prep mode right now. We’ve got an appointment at the salon, then we’re getting ready at home before her friend, who’s a makeup artist, comes over to give us a look that’s supposed to hold up under masks.

Madeline

It’s Saturday morning and Simon and I are on the top floor of a big hotel in Miami, where we spent the night together. Yesterday was my 18th birthday, and by the end of the day, we got married at City Hall!

Simon is an incredible lover, far beyond anyone I’ve been with before. Not only is he well-endowed and knows exactly how to use it, but his stamina is extraordinary.

That said, our relationship isn’t just about sex. We’re so alike, like two sides of the same coin. I was a bit worried at first, wondering if our dominant personalities might clash, but it turns out that sharing control makes everything even better. I can’t wait to start having fun with Eve.

We’ve just made love again, and now we’re lying on the bed, the sheets tossed aside, when the door opens without warning and a young woman walks in. I don’t even have time to react before Simon says: “Perfect timing, Alexandra!”

The young woman has pale blonde hair cut short and green eyes. She’s not particularly beautiful, her figure is slim, with small breasts, but her face reminds me a lot of Zoe’s. Maybe she’s a cousin from Uncle Ashton’s side? That might explain why she feels familiar.

She doesn’t smile. In fact, she seems almost completely emotionless. I don’t think she’s happy to be here, but she’s staying calm.

Simon turns to me and says: “Darling, this is Alexandra, our new slave. She’ll start by taking care of me, then she’ll focus on giving you pleasure.”

Without saying anything, Alexandra kneels in front of Simon and takes his soft cock into her mouth.

After a few minutes, as Simon alternates his gaze between our slave pleasuring him and me gently touching myself, he’s hard again.

He pulls himself from her mouth and gestures for Alexandra to come to me.

Without a word, she moves between my legs and begins to lick my pussy.

Meanwhile, Simon steps behind her, lifts the back of her dress, and enters her, fucking her from behind.

Alexandra is really good at licking my pussy, and my excitement builds very quickly.

That said, it may also be because I’m watching Simon fuck her at the same time.

After a few minutes, I climax, and since Simon isn’t finished, I hold Alexandra’s head on my pussy so she can keep licking me.

When I’m close to coming again, Simon speeds up his thrusts before finally stopping, ejaculating into the young woman between us.

I orgasm a few moments later.

Simon says to Alexandra: “Turn around and clean my cock.”

Alexandra, still on all fours, turns toward my husband, and I realize, looking at Alexandra’s buttocks, that Simon has fucked her in the ass, but more importantly, that Alexandra is not a woman! I look at Simon, and he says to me with a smile: “Surprise!”

I then realize who Alexandra is and that Simon didn’t kill Alexander after all.

Eve

Mom dropped me off with the twins in front of the big building where the Winter Formal is being held. There are other students arriving at the same time, the guys looking sharp in their suits and ties, and the girls looking gorgeous in their ball gowns. At first, I don’t recognize anyone because of the masks, but two women walk toward us, and when they greet the twins and Mom, I know it’s Mia and Zoe. Their dresses, just like Karly’s, hug their curves beautifully. Mia’s is turquoise, and Zoe’s is a shade of green that makes her eyes pop.

Mom wishes us a good evening and leaves. We head inside the grand ballroom together.

After the principal’s speech and the one from the head of the event committee, the night officially begins.

A lot of people head straight for the dance floor, but Karly grabs my hand and says: “Let’s go to the photobooth.”

That’s fine by me, I’ve never danced, so I’m not about to argue about doing something else!

The photobooth is in a room adjacent to the ballroom.

There are several backdrops for photos, but we mostly use the one that makes it look like we’re in a snowy northern forest, with branches weighed down by snow. We take several sets of pictures, first with me and the twins, then with Mia and Zoe. The photobooth attendant is super friendly, cracking jokes to make us smile, and I’m pretty sure the results are going to be amazing.