“In the group of Skaters I am friends with, I am the only female.”
It would appear that there was only one female skater in Castle Rock, Maine, Stevie, She didn’t mind. She knew the guys all liked her in a “special” way, and that just gave her happiness. However she ran a strict “Only friends” policy, no nookie, no kissy, no touchy at all.
She always wore baggie hoodies around the guys because she just wanted to be that, one of the guys.
“I am constantly horny and feel the need to have sex at least once a day.”
It had been just around, in fact ON her 13th Birthday that the itch between her legs appeared, slowly it got worse, masturbation would do no good, so she decided to make one of the skaters, Daryl, a very lucky boy.
She had confided in her friends about it and warned them about “the itch” sometimes the lust just became too powerful and she lost control, they didn’t mind, if there was 20 of them the law of averages said they would get action with the hottest girl around at least 7 times a year.
It was fairly widely known that Stevie had an illness that made her that way, she didn’t want it getting around that she was a slut just for the sake of it.
It gave her a sense of power, knowing that these guys would do whatever she wanted, hoping to get something back from her.
When she was in her “mood” she didn’t care who she got, male or female, young or old, teacher or not, Family or friend.
“I love to flaunt my body in a way that is socially acceptable… just.”
Stevie’s jeans tightened around her shapely legs and buttocks. The holes on the jeans seemed to move, “luckily” showing a fairly large part of her ass and the tiny sign of a thong. Her baggy hoodie tightened itself up, especially around Stevie’s bust, as the zipper fell down to just below her mammoth mammories. Her shirt, whilst tightening as well, lost a few buttons and showed a large amount of cleavage It was clear she wasn‘t wearing a bra and that the her shirt wasn‘t slightly translucent by accident. A glossy red coating went over her lips, her eyeshadow darkened and spread.
“From this point on, any guy or girl I have sex with who isn’t a skater will become one within ten minutes of us “finishing” and ever one will think he or she always has been a Skater. Oh and they will be a HOT Skater”
“I will not remember any of this happening and shall fall asleep now for 12 hours.”
And she did…
But by then her lust would be controlling her, where would she wake up and with whom?