Part 1

Day One: Monday

The first morning light filtered through Alisha’s window. She stretched in her bed, feeling the soft cotton of her sheets brush against her skin. It was the day before her senior year of high school, and a sense of anticipation filled her. The promise of new beginnings and adventures looming on the horizon made her heart race with excitement.

Alisha hopped into the shower, relishing in the warm water cascading down her body. She emerged clean and refreshed and carefully picked out her outfit for the day - a pair of faded blue jean shorts and a white t-shirt that hugged her curves in all the right places.

As she looked at her phone, an unread text message caught her eye. Samantha was inviting her to meet under the bridge with some friends. Alisha knew she shouldn’t lie to her mom, but this was too good an opportunity to pass up.

Samantha was always a source of fun and rebellion for Alisha. Unlike Alisha’s strict Christian upbringing, Samantha had no rules or boundaries. Alisha replied “ill be there :)” before slipping out of the house and telling her mom she was going to spend the day at Jackie’s house.

Alisha’s mom didn’t seem to suspect anything as she waved goodbye, but Alisha could feel the guilt gnawing at her stomach.

With each step towards the bridge, the anticipation grew stronger, masking any twinge of guilt that nagged at her conscience.

The bridge itself was a part of the highway that went through the small town, and it rarely had more than a trickle of water running under it. This allowed for an out of sight hangout spot for some of the neighborhood kids who wanted to spend time away from the prying eyes of overbearing parents. As Alisha got to the bridge, she saw that Samantha was already there, sitting on the ground. Next to Samantha on either side of her, were two guys Alisha did not recognize.

“Hey Alisha!” Samantha called out to her as Alisha got closer.

“Hey,” Alisha replied, trying her hardest to hide her excitement.

“I’m sorry I missed your 18th birthday last week!” said Samantha.

“Yeah, me too. But you know, with my parents and -”

“Oh, I know, I’m too cool for them.” Samantha continued, “anyway, this is Tyler and Ryan”

“Hi,” Alisha said, extending her hand.

“A handshaker!?” said Ryan. “You weren’t joking about her being proper, Sammy.”

Alisha’s face reddened, and she quickly withdrew her hand. Alisha didn’t know how to react to the comments; she was just behaving as she normally did. She sat down on the ground next to Tyler and tried to blend in with the rest of the group.

“So ... what are you guys up to?” asked Alisha.

Ryan opened a backpack, and started pulling out some small bottles.

“This” he said, holding one of the bottles. Alisha didn’t know exactly what she was looking at. It was clear that the bottle was full of something alcoholic, but she was too afraid to ask.

“We’re going to enjoy some drinks,” he said.

Alisha’s church friends were used to her lifestyle, which was not usually the case for a teenager like herself. At home young girls were taught that drinking alcohol was bad, and they steered clear of it. Alisha was no different; she enjoyed spending time with Samantha and her other friends from church, but socializing at parties was something she had never experienced before. Alisha’s mind started to race; was this a bad thing? Alisha didn’t know. She just sat there and watched as the group started to drink. Alisha didn’t want to be seen as being against the group, so she grabbed one of the bottles and started to drink as well. It wasn’t before long that she soon found herself feeling a bit tipsy.

As the afternoon went on, Alisha became more and more tipsy. She was sitting on the ground, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

“Hey, we should all play a game?” Tyler asked the group.

“Sure,” Samantha replied.

The game that Tyler wanted to play was called “truth or dare”. Alisha was hesitant at first, but she decided to play along. Alisha had no idea what some of the dares could be, but she was getting too drunk to care.

Alisha’s turn to pick came up.

“Truth or dare” asked Ryan.

“Truth” said Alisha.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” asked Ryan.

“Nooooo” said Alisha. “I’m not allowed to have one, my parents said so. I haven’t even kissed a guy yet.”

“I could change that for you...” said Ryan, in a failed attempt to be seductive.

Alisha could feel her heart racing, and she knew that if she picked dare next time she was asked, he was going to dare her to kiss him.

Before she knew it, it was Alisha’s turn again to be asked, but this time by Samantha.

“Truth or dare, Alisha?” asked Samantha.

Alisha thought for a second, and decided to pick dare. “Dare” said Alisha.

Samantha saw an opportunity to mess with Alisha and decided to jump on it without hesitation. “I dare you to kiss Tyler,” said Samantha.

Alisha didn’t know what to do. She was nervous, but she also felt like she needed to do this. She got up from the ground, and stumbled over to Tyler. She tilted her head up, and gently kissed him on the cheek.

“That doesn’t count, Alisha! On the lips!” said Samantha.

Alisha felt herself blush, and she quickly turned away. She was so embarrassed that she didn’t know what to do. But suddenly, Tyler grabbed her head with both hands, and pulled her face into his, and he planted a big kiss right onto Alisha’s lips.

Alisha felt herself start to panic. She didn’t know what to do. Thankfully, Tyler let go, and the rest of them laughed as Alisha sat there feeling completely flustered.

“There you go Alisha!” said Samantha. “You just had your first kiss!”

The game continued, but thankfully the rest of the group went easy on Alisha, or so it seemed.

“Truth or dare, Alisha?” asked Ryan.

“Dare,” said Alisha.

Ryan went digging in his bag, and pulled out some odd, small container. He opened the lid, and inside was something Alisha had never seen before. It appeared to look like a tiny blob of black jello, no bigger than a spoonful’s worth.

“I dare you to swallow this whole” said Ryan.

“What is it?” asked Alisha.

“I don’t know, actually. My, umm ... guy I know, gave it to me, said it was something special to eat, and must be swallowed whole. But I don’t know if I want it, so I’m daring you to have it.”

Alisha sat there for a second, and reached out for the container. Her judgement impaired by the alcohol, and not wanting to seem like a chicken in front of the group, dumped it into her mouth, and swallowed the black goo whole.

“Ewwww!” said Samantha. “How was it?”

“It was ... ok?” replied Alisha. Truth be told, it had no flavor to it at all, and seemed to slide down her throat fast.

“We should all walk down to the lake and go swimming,” suggested Tyler.

“Yea!” exclaimed Samantha. “Drunk swim time!”

Alisha was not as excited about swimming, particularly since she didn’t bring anything to swim in.

“I don’t think I’ll join you guys,” said Alisha. “I didn’t bring my bathing suit.

“Hehe, it’s ok, we didn’t either” said Tyler, followed by a wink at Alisha.

Samantha sat there with a devious smile, looking right at Alisha when Tyler said this. “Maybe today could have more than just a first kiss?”

“I don’t think so,” said Alisha. “I think I’m just going to make my way home.

“Your loss I guess” said Samantha to Alisha. “But it was great seeing you!”

Samantha got up and gave Alisha a hug, and with Tyler and Ryan on her arms, the three of them began walking down towards the lake, as Alisha began making her way back to her house.

Alisha checked her phone, and saw that it was getting close to dinner time. She realized that she was still in a drunk state, and did not want any of her family to see her like this. She needed to come up with some way to avoid being around her family. As she approached her house, she decided she’d simply go to her room and hide under her covers. If anyone came knocking on her door, she’d just tell them she’s feeling unwell, and will eat dinner later when she’s feeling better. Alisha was ok with this lie, because in her mind, she justified that if she said unwell, it could include being drunk.

Alisha entered her house, and just as planned, went right upstairs to her room and into her bed. Thankfully, no one saw her, and when her mom knocked on her door when it was dinner time, she bought the lie of Alisha being unwell, and didn’t suspect that her daughter was actually drunk.

Alisha ended up falling asleep in the early evening, and awoke just before midnight. Her head was hurting a bit, and she got up to get herself some water. As she went to the washroom to fill her cup she kept in her room, she was suddenly startled by what she saw in the mirror in front of her.

Looking in the mirror, Alisha was looking at a reflection of herself, but the reflection wasn’t right. It didn’t match the movements that Alisha was making, and was just looking back at her, its taunting smirk only made it worse.

Alisha wanted to scream; she had never felt so threatened or vulnerable by herself in all her life. But something was wrong, she found herself unable to scream. She found herself also unable to move or speak, and just stuck looking back at her mismatched reflection. And then it happened, the reflection spoke to her.

“Hi Alisha.”

Alisha just stood there, shocked. Was she still drunk? What was she looking at? Was this real? But while she stood there frozen and terrified, it continued to talk.

“Don’t worry Alisha, you’re not drunk. And yes, I am very real.”

Alisha was stunned. How did this ... thing ... know the answers to what she was thinking?

Alisha just stood there in shock. She had no idea such creatures like symbiotes could exist, and was feeling regret over accepting the dare earlier.

“Don’t worry,” continued the symbiote. “We’ll be sure to have lots of fun together. Now, I’m going to need a name. The last time I was inside one of your kind, I used their middle name. What’s yours?”

Alisha, without being able to dodge the question, immediately thought of her middle name, Victoria.

“Victoria ... Victoria ... your friends were right, you are too proper. I’m thinking I’m going to just go with Vicky. What do you think?”

“Fine,” replied Alisha. “Vicky it is.”

“Now Alisha, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, it’s our first day of senior year at high school. I think we should take you, or should I say, us, to bed now.”

Alisha suddenly found herself walking to her bed, but it wasn’t Alisha in control, it was Vicky. She continued to her bed, and got under the covers.

“Goodnight Alisha,” said Vicky. “We’ll see us in the morning.”

Day Two: Tuesday - The First Day Of School

Alisha woke up to her 6:30 am alarm, but felt groggy. “Ugh,” she mumbled to herself. She stumbled out of bed and headed to the bathroom to begin her morning routine. As she was putting on her clothes, she found herself thinking about Vicky. Was all that real? If so, what was her plan for today?

“Thinking of me, are we?” said Vicky.

Alisha was feeling scared and on edge. She didn’t know what to do, and just continued getting ready, and made her way to school.

Normally, today would be an exciting day for a girl like Alisha, with it being the last first day of school she would experience in her life. But now that Alisha has Vicky to contend with, all hints of excitement and joy were replaced with fear and anxiety. She was constantly thinking about Vicky, and what she was going to do with her. She was also constantly getting flashes of what Vicky had done to her the night before, both with her reflection in the mirror and how she was in her head, not to mention what she had said this morning.

The first day back to school is never one that has much actual work for the students. It was a day where the students would make their initial visits to each of their classes for the semester, learn who was in each class, and get their overview for assignments that they could expect to have.

This semester, Alisha had classes for History, English, Math, and P.E. Academically, Alisha had maintained a reputation over the years for being near the top in each of her classes.

It was during her second class of the day, English, when Alisha needed to go to the bathroom. She left the classroom, and went down to the end of the hallway. It was just as she entered the washroom when Vicky first made herself present at school.

“This could work for us,” said Vicky.

Alisha jumped, startled from unexpectedly hearing from Vicky. Thankfully, no one else was in the washroom to witness what would have looked like her jumping for no reason.

“What!? What do you mean, work for us?” asked Alisha.

“This washroom. It’s at the end of the hall, and there doesn’t appear to be much for classrooms nearby. I think we’ll be back here later.”

Vicky’s words put Alisha on edge, and she didn’t want to think about what she had meant about the washroom. She finished washing up, and returned to English class.

Lunch break could not come soon enough for Alisha. Her first two classes, History and English, didn’t have any of her usual friends in them, and she was desperately wanting to spend some time with friendly faces. She entered the common eating area, which was filled with tables. Across the room, she spotted her friends from her church youth group, Jackie, Rachel, and Toni. Alisha made her way over and sat down with them.

“Did you see the new guy, Evan?” said Toni to the group.

“No, who is he? What does he look like?” asked Rachel.

Toni took out her phone, and after a few seconds, was on his instagram page.

“He just moved here, and he’s super cute!” said Toni.

Alisha leaned in to look with the rest of them, and she had to admit that Evan did indeed look cute.

“Ask Toni to introduce you to him,” said Vicky to Alisha. “Now. Or I will.”

Alisha was terrified by Vicky’s instructions, but was more terrified by what Vicky might do if Alisha refused.

“You should introduce us all to him!” said Alisha, faking excitement. “How about we go and find him!”

Toni laughed, but agreed, and the four of them got up to go find Evan. It took them less than a minute before they spotted him at one of the far tables.

“Hey there!” said Toni, as she and the other girls walked up to him.

“Hey” said Evan, looking a bit taken aback.

“Hey, nice to meet you!” said Alisha, nervously.

“I’m Evan.”

Alisha felt slightly better, but was still feeling uneasy. She didn’t know what to do or say, and just stood there awkwardly.

The girls all sat at Evan’s table, and went around introducing themselves to him. It wasn’t long until a bell rang, signifying that classes were going to start in 5 minutes.

“What class does everyone have next?” asked Rachel. “I have history.”

The rest of the group took out their schedules.

“English,” said Toni.

“English for me too,” said Jackie.

“Math,” said Alisha.

“I have math as well,” said Evan. Looking over at Alisha’s schedule, Evan spotted that Alisha had the same math class as he did. “Would you like to sit together in our next class? I barely know anyone here.”

“Say yes” said Vicky to Alisha.

“Yea, sure!” said Alisha with false excitement, trying her best to hide how nervous she was about Vicky.

They all got up and made their way to their classes.

Math class was going ok; Alisha was sitting in the back of the room, and Evan was sitting beside her. Alisha was still feeling uneasy, but she was trying her best to act normal.

The teacher had only needed the first 10 minutes of class to hand out the semester schedule for each topic, and gave the rest of the class time for the day for the students to work on the first module.

“So, Alisha, what do you do?” whispered Evan.

“What do you mean?”

“Like, for fun,” said Evan.

Alisha was feeling more and more uneasy, but she continued to act normal.

“Well, I spend time with the rest of those girls you just met,” said Alisha. “And things at my church like the youth group, we all go there. I like to read, listen to music, and sometimes play games.

“That’s cool,” said Evan. “I’m not into the whole church thing, but that’s still cool I guess.”

Alisha was still feeling uneasy, but she continued to act normal. She found herself beginning to actually enjoy herself as she was getting to know Evan. But just as she was beginning to feel comfortable, Vicky showed up again.

“It’s time,” said Vicky.

“Time for what? What do you mean? What do you want from me?” replied Alisha.

“Well, either you do it, or I do it. Here’s what I want you to do. Get up to go to the washroom, and as you do, whisper to Evan to wait for 15 seconds, and then get up to follow you.”

“I’m not doing that,” said Alisha. “I’m not doing anything with him, I barely know him.”

“Is that your final answer?” asked Vicky.

“Yes,” said Alisha. “I’m not doing it.”

“Fine, as you wish.”

Alisha suddenly felt like she was sinking in her own body. She was still able to see, hear, and feel everything around her, but she realized that she was no longer in control of herself; Vicky was.

She got up from her seat while the rest of the class quietly worked on their assignment. As she pushed in her chair, Vicky had her lean over and whisper to Evan. “Wait 15 seconds, and then come follow me out the door.”

She didn’t even wait to see Evan’s reaction, she just walked out the door and went around the corner out of sight from those in the room.

Alisha was in an absolute panic, but unable to do anything about it as she could only watch. Maybe Evan wouldn’t even get up. But that hope was dashed as quickly as it came, as she saw Evan walk out the door and towards her.

“Hey, what’s up?” asked a curious Evan.

“Just follow me, and stay quiet.”

Vicky had Alisha guiding Evan down one of the hallways, and Alisha quickly realized Vicky was leading them to the same washroom she was in earlier in the day. Alisha was terrified, but Vicky was calm, collected, and in control. They reached the doorway, and Vicky looked around and saw no one else in the hall. She grabbed Evan by the arm and pulled him inside the girl’s washroom.

Evan, confused, asked “why are we in here?”

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Yes...?” said a curious Evan.

“Good. As far as you’re concerned, this washroom is just like Las Vegas; what happens here, stays here, and you tell absolutely no one, understand?”

“Ok...?” replied Evan.

Vicky quickly had Alisha push him into the furthest stall. She locked the door behind her, and she turned to face Evan.

Vicky had Alisha grab Evan’s head, and pulled him in to kiss him. It was nothing like the kiss Alisha had the day before under the bridge, this one was much more intense, and passionate. Alisha could only watch from her mind’s eye as Vicky began what she was planning. Evan kissed her back, his hands resting on her sides, holding her.

Alisha was screaming inside her own head; she could see, hear, and feel everything that was happening, but she was powerless to do anything to stop it. And if she could, she would.

Vicky pulled away from Evan, and looked at him with a satisfied smile.

“You’re a good kisser,” said Vicky.

“So are you,” said Evan.

“I’m good at other things too,” said Vicky.

Before Evan could answer that, Vicky went in to continue kissing him. Alisha was in panic. Other things? What other things?

Those questions Alisha had were quickly answered when Vicky suddenly had her hands slide down Evan’s sides and right to his belt.

Alisha was desperately trying to think of anything; anything to save herself. But she was powerless to do anything as she watched Vicky undo Evan’s belt, and was immediately followed with her undoing the front of his jeans.

Evan broke the kiss just enough to say “I thought you were a church girl,” and went back to kissing her.

Vicky said nothing in reply, and instead began tugging his pants down. Vicky got his pants and boxers down at his ankles in one swift motion, Evan’s semi-erect cock now fully exposed.

“I told you I was good at other things” said Vicky, with a satisfied smile.

She looked at it hungrily while grabbing it in her right hand and stroking it gently back and forth along its entire length with her thumb. A bit of pre-cum came dripping from the tip, and it ran down and over onto her hand as she continued stroking.

Vicky dropped to her knees right in front of Evan. Vicky then took Evan’s cock in her hand, and began licking the pre-cum off of the tip.

Vicky took the tip of Evan’s cock into her mouth, and began sucking on it. Alisha was beyond horrified, she couldn’t believe that Vicky was doing this with her body. Vicky continued to slowly suck on Evan’s cock, her tongue running up and down the shaft.

Evan was enjoying the feeling, but he was starting to get impatient. Evan grabbed Vicky by the hair and began thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth.

“Suck harder” said Evan.

Vicky then began sucking harder on Evan’s cock, her hand now running up and down the shaft. As she continued sucking, Evan’s grip on her hair was becoming tighter and tighter. It wasn’t long before Evan could feel that he was getting close to his orgasm.

“I’m about to cum” said Evan.

Vicky continued sucking on Evan’s cock, as she began to feel it twitch inside her mouth. Evan took one hard thrust into her face, and his cum began shooting into her mouth. Alisha was in absolute panic, she was completely helpless to do anything as she watched and felt Vicky drink down every last drop of Evan’s cum.

“That was a good one, wasn’t it?” said Vicky, looking up at Evan with a satisfied smile. “But you should get back to class before people notice we’re both gone. And remember, do not tell anyone.”

“Sounds good,” said Evan. “I think I’m going to actually enjoy math class this year.”

Evan quickly pulled his pants back up, and left the washroom. It was now that Vicky decided to give control of Alisha’s body back.

Alisha slumped on the floor and just sat there on her knees, in complete disbelief over what just happened. She just gave her first blowjob, and in a school washroom with a guy she not only barely knows, but has a class with for the next four months.

“What are you waiting for, Lish?” said Vicky. “Get cleaned up and get back to class!”

Feeling defeated and humiliated, Alisha got up off the floor, and left the stall to go to the nearest sink. She looked at herself in the mirror; her hair was a mess, and her makeup was somewhat smudged, and there was even some of Evan’s cum on her chin.

Alisha cleaned herself up as best as she could, and walked slowly back to her class. When she entered, no one seemed to look up as the rest of her classmates were working on their assignment. She walked back to her seat beside Evan, and silently sat down, not daring to look in his direction.

Evan leaned over to her, and whispered to her to get her number. Still in feelings of defeat, she didn’t resist, and she gave Evan her number. Alisha silently got to work on her assignment, but found it difficult to concentrate.

The rest of the day went by in a haze for Alisha, as she tried her best not to dwell on what had just happened in math class. P.E. was just some warm-up exercises, followed by a game of dodgeball. Thankfully, Alisha had some friendly faces she recognized in this class, with Toni and Samantha being there. Eventually, the dismissal bell went for the end of the school day, and Alisha went to her bus to head home.

Alisha paced back and forth as she waited for her bus, trying to calm herself down. Once on the bus, Alisha sat with her head resting against one of the windows, blankly staring outside. Her mind was still reeling from what had happened that day. She realized that she was no longer truly in control of herself, and she was completely helpless to do anything about it. She thought back to the day before, when she was under the bridge, and when she made that mistake of accepting that dare.

When she got home, Alisha went right to her room and closed the door. She sat on her bed, leaned back into her fluffy pillows, and began to cry. She felt like an absolute failure. It had been the worst day that Alisha had experienced, and had no idea how to process what happened. It was barely a day ago that she had never experienced a kiss up until her time spent under the bridge with Samantha, Tyler, and Ryan. And now, she found herself not only having kissed two guys, both of which she didn’t really know, but one of them she had given a blowjob to. As far as Alisha was concerned, today had been the worst day of her life.

For the next few hours, Alisha lay on top of her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling while tears rolled gently down her face and onto her pillows. Eventually, she got up and made her way to her washroom to clean herself up for dinner with her family. As she stood in front of the mirror and searched her reflection for answers, images of what had happened earlier that day flooded back into her mind. She was startled by her own appearance. Her face was wrought with pain and confusion, and deep red blotches still marked where tears had been moments before. She even felt like just for a moment, she could still taste what it was like to have Evan’s cock in her mouth, and the taste of his cum that followed. Eventually, she made her way downstairs to join her family for dinner.

While the rest of her family was lively and chatty while enjoying dinner, Alisha sat silently, just slowly eating her dinner and doing her best to seem like nothing was bothering her. She smiled at everyone, but it didn’t feel real.

After dinner, Alisha returned to her room, and sat at her window, mindlessly staring outside.

Not long after Alisha sat down did Vicky break her silence, their first time talking since the washroom incident earlier that day.