Chapter 5

Olivia awoke to her cell phone ringing, she opened her eyes and looked at the clock, it was only 6 am. She felt refreshed despite only getting four hours of sleep and despite having her strange dreams, she felt refreshed and stuffed at the same time. Pulling back the covers she discovered the dildo still lodged between her legs, "Well that explains the fuck dreams I had." She quickly extricated the phallus and grabbed her phone.

"Hi Liv, I just wanted to thank you for everything you did yesterday for me," her friend Stacy offered.

"Thank me, I was worried you'd be mad at me considering everything that happened," Olivia replied.

"Are you kidding, I have actual boobs starting to grow already, I have a boyfriend that makes me orgasm like crazy, and he doesn't mind sharing me with his friends, can you believe it?" she said excitedly. "Your boobs grew overnight?" she asked incredulously.

"Well, not a lot, but they are definitely sprouting, and they are really, really sensitive, heh, not so hard, you'll make too much noise," Olivia heard through the phone.

"Stace, what did you say?" Olivia asked.

"Noth- uhh-ing, ughh, I mean nothing, I just wanted to call you and tell you the good news and ask what we're doing today? Steve, ohh, said something about a plan, ouch," Stacy added.

"Stace, what's going on over there, is someone with you?" she asked.

"Uhhh, I couldn't sleep and I was soo horny so I called Phil and he came over," she replied.

"Is he fucking you right now?" she asked.

"He was up until a few minutes ago."

"He's in your room, are your parents home?" Olivia asked.

"I don't know, haven't checked, but we're being quiet and they respect my privacy and they'd never just walk in my room," she replied. "Stace, we all heard you last night from outside, trust me you can't be quiet! I can't believe you called him in the middle of the night to come over to your house to for sex."

"What do you mean middle of the night? He's been here since before midnight, I couldn't help it, I was soooo horny, I needed it. I wore the poor guy out, he can't get it up anymore so he had to find something else to fuck me with," Stacy added.

"Something else, what are you talking about?" Olivia asked.

"We had sex eight times in a row last night and now he's using my hairbrush on me, he was done and I wasn't. He jammed me a little hard there a second ago, that's what all the grunting was about" she added.

Her phone beeped in her ear, "hold on a sec, I got another call, be right back,"

She switched over and heard Steve say, "Hey beautiful, I sent you a present, go check your e-mail and I'll see you later," then he hung up. Clicking back over, "Stace I gotta go check something, Steve said he sent me an e-mail."

"Me too, and it was awesome!" Stacy said. "It's pictures of me fucking Phil, and the other guys too, it looks so hot, you should see them," she said.

Olivia was blown away by her friend's attitude, she had always been flirty and was obsessed with boys, and she had turned into a mega-slut overnight and had no qualms about it.

"Ok, I will, let me call you back in a bit, I just realized I forgot my meds last night and I should probably take them right away," she said and hung up. Olivia had beat her mother out of bed, which was probably a good thing since she smelled like a whore house blew up all over her, and she still had semen stuck in her hair.

She double dosed the "anti-inflammatory" and popped her other pill and headed back to her room to check out Steve's e-mail. It was a big one, taking several minutes to download even with her high-speed connection.

The header read "Olivia's Scrap Book", and as she opened it up, saw dozens of photos and numerous video clips. She breezed through it and realized there were pictures of her with every guy she fucked yesterday, the guys from the party at her house, the porn shop, the bums in the alley, even a picture of her and Dr. Sanders taken through the window!

The sheer number of guys she fucked was staggering, she was blown away by her sluttiness. Her pussy practically gushed from the emotional realization that she really was the Queen of the Sluts!

Olivia counted up the pictures and arrived at the total, she had taken on sixty-eight cocks yesterday! She had fort-eight new cocks that fucked her pussy, nine new cocks in her ass, four were blow jobs only, and seven were guys she had fucked already.

"Wow," she was so turned on she that she was practically ready to orgasm just from the thought of all those cocks she had taken on. "That must be some kind of record," she thought. "I'll have to ask Steve about that and see what he thinks?" she thought.

"First things first though, I need to get cleaned up," she thought.

Olivia climbed into her bathtub and just let herself soak and relax, the warm water caressing her supple skin. She leisurely washed the remnants of the dried semen from her skin, taking pleasure in the way the water cascaded down her breasts. She looked down and was impressed with the way her newly developed tits defied gravity, standing up, her nipples pointing at the ceiling. She had forgotten to do her daily squeeze test when she got up and gripped her globes finding it harder to get her small hands all the way around each one. "I wonder if there are any new bra's in that box of stuff?" she thought.

Olivia wrapped a towel around herself and returned to her bedroom and opened her closet door and fished through the box. There was an amazing assortment of outfits, some of them matching, one for her and one for Stacy she presumed. Some of them were see-through, some were smooth and shiny, others made up of what looked like just scraps of material.

She found several bras that looked like she could wear them for daily use. She found mostly 32C's, a couple a D's and a bunch of A's that could only be for Stacy. Something caught her eye a she went through the box. It looked like one of those piercing guns that they used to pierce her ears. "Why would they put that in there?" she wondered. She also found a pair of hand cuffs, some clips with a screw attachment, lengths of gold chain that ended in these funny threaded bars, a riding crop and something that looked like a whip.

She tried on some of the bras and found that the 32C's fit very well, her boobs filling the cups completely. "Wow, I'm not just a C, but a full C, any bigger and I'll have to try on one of those D cups!" she thought.

The first bra was black and completely c-through, she liked the way her nipples looked through the sheer material. The second bra was red and had little cut-outs for her nipples to poke through, "that would feel weird," she thought, her nipples constantly rubbing against whatever shirt she had on. "On second thought, that might be pretty stimulating!" she thought.

The third bra she put on didn't look like anything special at all, just a lacy white bra with a front closure but when she fastened the center clasp together, she felt a strange sensation running across the front of her boobs, like an electric current or something. It immediately made her nipples hard and sent little shocks all the way down to her pussy. She removed the bra and looked at the tag, it read "The Shocker." "The Shocker provides stimulation to the wearer, caution, avoid immersing in water," she read.

She noticed thin wires running through the cups and ending up in a very small battery pack along where her rib cage under her arms would be. "That's awesome she thought, I'll have to give that one a try!" she thought. The next one was heavily padded and when she put it on, it pushed her boobs up really high, practically pushing them up to her chin.

She pulled out a few of the outfits and tried them on. She really liked the black shiny one. The material if you could call it that, was like shiny black plastic. It was very smooth and very glossy. It had matching shiny black stockings that went up from her feet to her mid thigh. They were tight and hugged her like a second skin. The bodice was cut like a bustier and came down to a short skirt that really wasn't a skirt at all, it flared out from her hips and came down parallel with her ass cheeks. If she bent over, even slightly, her ass would be completely on display. It came with panties made from the same shiny tight fitting material, only the crotch was split down the middle with overlapping flaps. When worn the flaps overlapped each other giving the appearance of a completely intact crotch. But with a little tug, the flaps peeled back completely exposing her genitalia from the top of the slit back to her asshole. The bustier was tight, pushing her boobs up over the top giving her amazing looking cleavage.

The outfit made her feel super sexy as she strutted around her room, her hormones never seemed to give her a break these days. She peeled off the garment and tried on the next one, it was a string bikini that was more string than bikini. It had three patches of material, one small square that covered each nipple and one vertical patch that covered from her pucker up to the top of her slit.

She admired herself in the mirror realizing just how hot the skimpy clothing made her look. She tried on a few more outfits including a sexy schoolgirl outfit complete with a very short plaid skirt and a midriff white shirt. It was tight and coupled with the black push-up bra, made her tits look like they could fly out of her shirt at any moment. She put a very small g-string on, it's front panel narrow enough to split her outer labia in two, giving her a very sexy camel toe appearance.

She put her hair up in pig-tails to accent the look. She glanced in the mirror and said, "Fuck me I look hot." She could feel her juices flowing and peeled off the g-string before her excretions soaked it thoroughly.

She pulled out some of the toys and tried a few out. She figured out that one of the metal contraptions was actually a clamp that fit around her erect nipple, the chain was attached to a hinge that tightened the clamp on the nipple when the chain was pulled. The other end of the chain ended in an identical clamp. She put it on and liked the pressure it put on her nipples, it was increasing her arousal and she knew she was going to need to take care of that really soon. She tugged on the chain which pulled her nipples outward, "ohhh, that feels nice," she thought as she tugged away at the sensitive buds.

She found a dildo with a funny attachment curving up from the base. She turned it on and found both the main body and the extension buzzed, she rubbed it up against her slit and the stimulation was intense.

She wanted to keep going but there were so many more toys to check out, she was like a kid at Christmas. Her eyes kept going back to the piercing gun wondering what anyone would be piercing with that? She knew girls her age were getting their belly buttons pierced, and lips, noses, ears obviously, and eyebrows. But this was in a box with sex stuff, "would girls actually get their sex bits pierced?" she wondered.

The long gold chain that ended in those threaded posts intrigued her. I'll have to ask Steve about that too," she thought. She found various lotions and lubes, one said it would heat up with contact. "I already have one of those," she thought, "but I bet mine's better."

Another claimed it would provide hours of lubrication, "I have no problem in that department," she thought. "Mine always seems to be leaking my own lube, or sperm depending..."

All the toys had her revved up and ready to go, she left the nipple clamps on but cleared the rest of the toys off her bed and returned them to the box and hid it in the back of her closet. She grabbed her jar of cream and the vibrating dildo and spread herself out on the bed for some "alone" time.

She dosed herself with the cream and rubbed it in with vibrator, then jamming it in deep. She discovered several important things that day; firstly that the cream when pushed inside of her pussy really worked well, much better than when it's only applied outside.

Unknown to Olivia, the combination of Meth and X in the cream absorbed much more readily into her inner tissues than her outer tissue. Second, that the extension on the vibrator perfectly reached her clit when it was fully inserted, and it felt fucking amazing, and third, she figured out what the chain on the nipple clamps was for, so she could yank on both nipples simultaneously just by pulling on the chain, and the harder she yanked, the harder they got pinched, and she loved it.

One shuddering orgasm later and she was ready to start the day.

Her mother was already dressed and ready for church when Olivia finally emerged from her room.

"Whatcha been doing in there so long kiddo? I thought I was going to have to send in the National Guard to find you," she said humorously.

"I probably woulda fucked em all," she thought to herself as the meth and X started to kick in, heightening her awareness and her arousal.

"Eat your breakfast and go put your dress on, I ironed it for you," she told her.

"Dress? What dress mom?" she asked.

"The pretty white one with the scoop neck that I love so much," she said. "It's hanging up in the laundry room, now hurry up," her mother said.

Olivia hadn't really thought about what she would wear to church today, she'd kinda had a lot on her plate over the last few days. She loved the dress her mother had picked out, it was pretty, light and very lady-like. She felt very grown up when she wore it. There was a problem though, she would need to wear a bra under the dress, the light material would not allow her to go bra-less, especially with the neckline on the dress, if she bent over, her boobs would come flying out past the neckline.

She tried the transparent black one because she liked it a lot, but found you could easily see its outline through the dress. Likewise, the red one with the cut-out nipple holes would not be suitable. The pushup one would have shoved her tits right out the top of the dress so that one was out. That left only "The Shocker" to wear.

"I really gotta get out and get some new bra's, maybe mom and I can go after church and get some?" she wondered. She put on The Shocker and it immediately starting stimulating her breasts, her nipples quickly turning into hard little pebbles. It felt really good, the effects of the Meth and X coursing through her body enhancing the stimulation the bra was having on her breasts. It felt wonderful, although she was a little unsure what she would still feel that way one or two hours from now.

She finished getting ready putting the nice dress on over her "Shocker" bra, brushed her hair and put on a little make-up. She remembered Steve had told her no underwear and considered disobeying him, but a small part of her like being ordered around and told what she had to do.

"The egg, I forgot about the egg," she thought. Olivia rummaged through the box and found the package holding the egg and extracted the device. The smooth egg-shaped device had no switches or wires and she wondered how it worked. Reading the package it said "body heat activated," that should be interesting.

Olivia slid the egg up into her pussy, it was still moist from her earlier orgasm and entered easily. Nothing happened, but it gave her an interesting "full" feeling, but found she had to keep her muscles tensed slightly in order to keep it in place.

Satisfied with how she looked, she stepped into a pair of flats, threw her cell phone in a small purse and went to join her mother.

The ride to church was fairly uneventful, but the presence of the egg in Olivia's pussy and the constant stimulation from her bra had her hormones working overtime. Olivia tried her best to keep up with her mother's casual banter but her constantly buzzing tits made her realize she would need to take it off sooner than later.

Thinking of her buzzing bra, she said, "Oh, mom, I haven't had a chance to go and get any new bra's yet, can we go shopping after church and get some new ones?" she asked.

"Sure honey, but we can't shop for too long, I have to go visit Aunt Rose this afternoon before work, you should come with me!" she suggested.

"Not a chance, she's so mean and grouchy, her house smells and so does she."

"When you get older, it can become physically difficult to bathe dear and sometimes that happens, you should be nice to old people, you'll be one someday. Here we are," her mother said as she pulled into the parking lot.

The two girls walked towards the entrance of the church and as they walked her mother commented on how beautiful the landscaping was, "the groundskeepers always keep this pace looking so nice, don't they?"

Olivia didn't hear her because the egg had suddenly come to life and the sensation was overpowering, stopping her in her tracks.

"Did you hear me dear?" her mother asked.

"Huh, what did you say mom?" she asked.

"I said Mr. Mathews and his crew always do such a nice job with the grounds. Are you okay, you look flushed?" she asked.

"I'm fine," she replied as she resumed walking, determined not to let the egg take her by surprise again. And surprised she was as she felt the egg suddenly gear down to a very gently hum, barely even registering. "Ahhh, that's better," she mumbled.

They found seats near the end of the pew and waited as the church started filling up. She would have loved to be at home with this egg-shaped vibrator and stroke herself off, but she couldn't do that here, or could she? "Maybe I can sneak off to the bathroom and relieve myself?" she thought.