She threw on a pair of jeans, somehow managing to place the horniness into the back of her mind as she proceeded to get dressed. Grabbing her bag and stepping into her shoes, she headed outside and towards her car. She slipped inside, when she heard a tone coming from her bag. She sighed, pulling out the cellphone her dad had given to her. She look at it, the tone ringing and telling her that her mum wanted to talk to her. She flipped open the phone, and started the car.
"Hello?" she said as she began to back out.
"Hello dear, just wanted to call and say that your father and I are going to be a little late returning from our trip." She seemed to drawl in a way that would make Cruella Deville jealous.
"How late?" she said, almost to the street.
"Not till next Tuesday."
At this point, Jennifer slammed on the breaks, a rough screeching coming from the tires. "WHAT?!" she yelled.
"Darling, does this upset you?"
Jennifer calmed down, looking out her rearview mirror as she pulled out. "No mom... it's alright. I'll... see you next Tuesday." And before her mom could say anything else, she flipped the phone shut and was on her way to school.
While driving away from her fathers estate, she felt... weird. Horny was what she would normally used but this... this was pure lust. She felt herself through her jeans, grunting slightly as she did so. She suddenly remembered the dare... No way it could be true, right? She stopped on the side of the road, deciding to test it out.
Pulling over, she looked herself in the mirror. Just doing that seemed to turn her on more, her blonde hair catching the morning sun, her blue eyes reflecting deeply into the mirror. She said to herself "My name is rachel, and I'm the most happiest girl in the world!"
Nothing happened. Jennifer laughed, thinking how ridiculous she must have sounded. She was getting ready to start the car when it hit her.
Lust. SHe practically buckled, her stomach seeming to gain a whole fleet of butterflies. Her clit seemed to scream in it's want, and suddenly she felt like she needed something, ANYTHING. She looked about the car and saw... the stickshift.