I received dirty looks from members of my Purity Society as I moved through the hallway. They must have heard about what I'd done with Macie. How I'd loved her.
I texted Macie for the tenth time. I contacted her on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram. I sent her a Snapchat, and not a nude one like the pill wanted me to do, but strictly from the shoulders up. I hit her up on WhatsApp.
She ignored them all.
I found something that could finally tame the futa pill and the wild effect it had on me: worry.
I was so concerned about my friend that I didn't beg for a futa to fuck me during my relief time in my physics class nor my calculus. My lust evaporated despite the fact I'd taken a fresh pill that morning, handed over by President McTaggart when I gleefully stripped naked before getting fucked hard by the twin futa-sisters, Danita and Shanene Hayward. I took one in the pussy and the other in the asshole. It was an incredible delight.
I had pushed Macie too far. She had clearly freaked out, lost to the same shame that used to control me before the pill. Now that I was on it, I wasn't sure I could ever go off of it. I mean, I know I should return to being a pure girl, but just doing what it wanted was so much easier than fighting my desires all the time.
Having sex felt amazing.
When lunch arrived, I marched down to the college's nurses office. I had to fix my friend, and I knew just how to do it. I had such confidence, marching forward, my tits bouncing. The futas seemed to sense that I had somewhere to be and most just gave me light gropes on the ass or tweaked a nipple.
I wanted to enjoy myself, but Macie was more important.
I reached the nurse's office and entered it. "Nurse Luann."
"Oh, hello, Lola," the futa-nurse purred. She wore pink scrubs again, a hungry smile on her face as she sauntered out of her office. "Do you need to be... cleaned up?"
My cheeks burned with desire. "No, no, I need another pill."
She arched an eyebrow at me. "Didn't you take one this morning when you arrived."
"It's not for me, it's for Macie." I bit my lower lip. "I don't think she reacted the way I wanted her to after yesterday. She's skipping classes and not answering my messages. That's not like her. I want to take the pill to her house. I know it will calm her down and help her relax. Like it did for me. Then she won't feel any guilt or shame over what we did yesterday."
I didn't. Thanks to the pill.
The nurse bit her lip. "Okay, Lola, there's something you need to know."
My brow furrowed. "Uh, what?"
"The pill was just a placebo."
My head cocked. I shook it. "The pill I took? The one that turned me into a slut? That made me so horny I stopped caring?"
"It's just a sugar pill," she said. "It did nothing to you."
My jaw dropped. The room spun. I grabbed her arm for support as the impact of her words struck me. The blood rushed to my brain and then this boiling darkness hit me. Sounds retreat as I felt myself falling and...
To be continued...
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