Violet looked down at her breasts, her hard nipples almost appearing to point up slightly toward Meryl’s from the pillowy shapes they rested on. They weren’t that large, but they were definitely a little bigger than Meryl’s, and they appeared significantly larger on Violet’s smaller frame. Her nipples were also larger and a light pink, compared to Meryl’s brown. She lifted her breasts slightly, feeling their unfamiliar weight, then let go.

  Violet shrugged, a delayed response to Meryl, then reached for the button of Meryl’s jeans again. This time Meryl just watched, nerves, along with curiosity and excitement, building again as another piece of clothing neared removal. Violet pushed her pants and underwear down together until they fell to her feet, then kissed her way back up Meryl’s side, to her cleavage, and back up to her collar bone again. When she finished, a flustered Meryl began to copy her motion, but found it significantly more difficult to remove Violet’s pants from her hips and thighs.

  “Dammit, Vi. Don’t tell me your hips grew too,” Meryl sounded like she’d been close to rolling her eyes.

  “Maybe. I think I just got a little thicker. Don’t worry, you’re still the goddess of hips and thighs.”

  Meryl’s embarrassment shot through the ceiling, but she was also flattered.

  “I mean it, look at you! Whatever you’re doing at the gym is really working,” Violet said as she looked her friend over again and grinned.

  Very flattered.

  “Woah,” Meryl said a few moments later, confusing Violet. Then she realized Meryl was looking at the underwear she’d just freed from her.

  They both looked back at her slippery thighs, the slightly heart shaped gap between them, and the puffy, dripping wet folds of skin forming the top of that gap.

  “Ah, yeah…”

  “That’s kind of hot…” Meryl said nervously, and Violet felt her own pulse quicken.

  Meryl was kneeling now, slowly leaning in closer as she opened her mouth and held out her tongue very slightly. Violet ached with impatience, trying to resist pulling her in faster or leaning into her. She felt as if they’d been teasing her at the edge like this for the last hour, that same overwhelming desperation she’d felt earlier that afternoon leaving her with an emptiness she needed to fill. She needed Meryl to complete this connection so badly the anticipation hurt.

  Meryl paused, close enough to feel her breath as she looked up and said, “Vi, I have no idea what I’m doing.”

  MERYL!

  “It’s ok, I’ll let you know if anything’s not working. And only do what seems comfortable. Or let me first. We can stop, too.”

  Oh god, please don’t stop. I’ll die.

  Meryl looked up at her for a long moment, then she kissed Violet on the squishy mound around her clit.

  YESSSS!

  Violet gasped as Meryl’s lips pressed into her soft skin, then squeaked as Meryl’s tongue touched and circled her clit. She collapsed backward onto the bed, momentarily surprised by the sensation of her breasts bouncing up in the direction of her shoulders, then grabbed them between her wrists as she melted into Meryl’s exploring tongue. She could feel the warm, tingling sensation flowing into Meryl’s body, the throbbing heat between Meryl’s legs, her incredible arousal. Any hesitancy or nerves were gone, as she seemed determined to prove herself to Violet.

  Meryl, this is incredible!

  She wasn’t bad at all. Maybe a little set in this initial spot with her tongue but it was a great spot and for whatever reason the energy between them was working. It only took Violet a minute or two more to reach her climax, quivering with involuntary spasms as Meryl continued to kiss her. Panting, she reached for Meryl, gesturing for her to stop and come closer. Meryl obeyed, climbing on top of her and into another kiss. Her lips were slippery with Violet’s wetness, and Violet felt that now familiar warm sensation spread through her as their lips touched.

  That’s it. This is what drove me mad in the bathroom today, why Ryan was painfully hard for hours, why Meryl is throbbing and leaking on my thigh right now… it’s… intoxicating.

  “Lie down,” Violet instructed softly.

  I know what you need.

  She could feel it, but she also now knew from experience. That desperation was definitely her fault, and the least she could do was satisfy it. Meryl rolled over to look up at her and they kissed again. Violet wet her fingers between her own legs, then slipped them gently into Meryl as she continued to kiss. Meryl inhaled sharply as her whole body lit up with pleasure.

  It was a familiar pleasure, similar to her own yet slightly foreign. It focused ever so slightly in different areas, and in different rhythms, and the weight and movements of existing in Meryl’s body were different, but it otherwise felt familiar. Especially the electric-like tingling that bounced through her body, a sensation she loved that she couldn’t remember having felt from Ryan.

  Interesting.

  It didn’t take her long to find a rhythm Meryl loved. It also felt wonderful for her, guiding her by feeling exactly what was too light, too firm, too fast, or too slow.

  “Vi…” Meryl whispered as their lips parted slightly, the name fading into breaths which came in sync with Violet’s movements.

  She was very close. Violet increased her intensity slightly as she would if she was doing this to herself and were this close to the edge. She was.

  “That’s it, cum for me…” Violet whispered back, and she did.

  Together, they rode each wave of pleasure, stomachs tightening with each rush, each squeezing the other closer. A few seconds later, Violet pulled Meryl into another kiss and the waves intensified again. For the next minute, their only movements were their shared twitching, as the high faded into a satisfying warmth. An incredibly satisfying warmth.

  A flash of shock came from Meryl just before she spoke, “Vi! Your eyes are doing the thing! Woah…”

  Violet opened her eyes wider with Meryl’s surprise, then reluctantly pushed herself out of bed. It had felt so good lying there, wrapped around each other, but this did seem like something she needed to see again. She could almost already see it, the faintest purple hue at the edges of her vision, as she stumbled into the bathroom.

  She’d expected the fiery purple in her pupils but not the deep, inky blackness everywhere her eyes should have been white. She looked terrifying and beautiful and haunting and most definitely did not belong in this world. The brown of her previously wispy hair was also gone, replaced with a thicker mess of ghostly white, further intensifying the contrast with her new eyes.

  “Um… this is new,” she said as Meryl shuffled into the bathroom behind her.

  They stared at her reflection. To Violet’s surprise, she didn’t feel fear from her friend. Curiosity, yes, and arousal still, and an absolutely overwhelming rush of amazement, but not fear.

  “This doesn’t worry you?” Violet asked.

  It definitely worries me. How the hell am I going to go back to work tomorrow? Will it fade like last time?

  “No. Well, not for my sake anyway, if that’s what you mean. I can see you’re worried though.”

  “How d–“

  “It’s written all over your face. Don’t need your fancy mind reading for that,” she teased. “You said something like this happened before, though, right? Maybe it’ll go back to normal soon.”

  “Maybe… My eyes didn’t really go back to normal last time.”

  “True. That light purple glow you had was really pretty, though.”

  Violet blushed.

  “And this, this certainly qualifies as unsettling, but it’s also, somehow, even more beautiful.”

  Violet didn’t answer, continuing to stare into the eerie voids of her own eyes reflecting back at her. The floating purple rings still seemed to flicker the same way she’d noticed earlier that afternoon, as if made by twisting flames somehow captured within the black, glassy spheres of her eyes. It was almost difficult to pin down exactly where her eyes appeared to be looking, without the sharp contrast normally found at the black-to-white edges of human irises.

  What the hell am I?

  A demon, some other part of her brain responded.

  “This really isn’t scaring you at all?” she asked Meryl, knowing the answer but not understanding why.

  “Vi, you’re you. You’re my best friend. Short of you going insane or losing control of your body, I’m not worried. I trust you. As for your own safety, I’ll grant you this is fucking weird but it also seems… intentional? Organized. I’m not sure. It doesn’t feel like a sickness or anything like that. Does that make sense?” she finished with a questioning shrug.

  Violet smiled and nodded.

  “Vi, are you still… hungry?”

  “Yes… Well, I think so? There’s this edge of, like, desperation that I had for the last hour or two and that’s gone, though. I actually feel amazing, like I could just run, but I hate running. No, it’s like that nice feeling you get from a slight buzz, only better, and I don’t feel drunk.”

  The unsettling glow pulled her focus back to her own reflection before she added, “Why–“

  Violet gasped as a finger slid inside her. No, not inside her, inside Meryl. She turned to find Meryl grinning mischievously at the reaction she’d just gotten.

  “Mer–“

  Another finger. Meryl was very turned on and extremely sensitive. She inhaled again, eyes fluttering slightly, as Meryl closed her own eyes and moaned softly. Violet felt warmth drip down her own thighs again and considered touching herself, but as she continued to watch and feel Meryl she instead knelt slowly in front of her. It would feel so good to make her cum again. And Meryl wanted to so badly.

  As Violet moved in close the hand withdrew to find one of Meryl’s breasts, inviting Violet to continue where the fingers left off. Pleasure filled her body as she began to slide her tongue against Meryl’s skin, as wonderful as when Meryl had done the same to her. So what if she got fired for being a freak tomorrow, she could just do this for the rest of her life. The thought surprised her, but it wasn’t wrong. Nothing could beat this. Well, maybe Meryl simultaneously going down on her would beat this. That was definitely worth trying, but this was already incredible.

  Violet decided to try going further. She continued to lower herself until she was kneeling flat on the floor, then spread her ankles enough to sit between them, making the grey wood flooring slippery underneath her. She flicked her tongue across Meryl’s clit, sending a little jolt through them both, then moved her tongue down and forward, sliding between the wet folds of Meryl’s skin. She continued to slide forward and back, and occasionally curl up as if to enter but instead only teased. Each spot previously unexplored sent a new rush of pleasure reverberating through them. Similarly, each motion Violet teased and later returned to left them both quivering. She teased, retreated, returned to Meryl’s clit, kissed and licked gently down her thigh, licked slowly up the sensitive clefts between body and thigh, and continued to explore, noting and returning to Meryl’s favorite spots again and again.

  A sinister thought occurred to her. She could drag this out. Forever. She would always know exactly how close Meryl was, teasing just barely short of release, but always enough to stay engaged. The thought of someone abusing this power on her made her tremble. She would never be that cruel to someone, would she?

  Meryl was already on that edge and Violet was not going to torment either of them tonight. She pushed her tongue inside as deeply as she could reach– An unexpected and overwhelming shock rushed from her stomach and Meryl yelped.

  “What the hell was that?” Meryl asked as she caught her breath.

  She tilted her head back to look up at Meryl, eyes wide as she slowly stuck out her tongue. Meryl gasped as it passed Violet’s chin, then covered her mouth with her hands as Violet continued to extend it a few times that distance again. Violet couldn’t judge the length very well from that angle but it felt absurd. She made a motion as though to touch the tip of her nose and winced as she accidentally licked her own forehead instead.

  Violet quickly pulled her tongue back into her mouth and pursed her lips tightly, eyes wide with shock. In hindsight, the movement made her imagine a frog and her cheeks flushed pink.

  “Holy shit!” Meryl yelled. “Where did that come from?”

  Violet felt her cheeks growing hotter. “I um… I guess that’s new too…”