Sydney woke the next morning in the bedroom. The last memory she had was the pills. Now she was alone in the bedroom and the door was open. She climbed out of the bed and took a better look around the room. The dresser drawers were pulled open and clothing spilled out on to the floor. Clothes were all over the floor, along with food wrappers, dishes, beer cans, and other garbage. She moved to the bare window and looked through. Nothing but swamp could be seen for miles. It was littered with debris. She thought of her car, somewhere out there, making her escape difficult. She looked down at herself to find she was still wearing the odd arrangement of what she now realized were bandages. They covered her nipples, her crotch, and odd places around her body. She nearly began tearing them off, but stopped herself. She wasn't sure if she were ready to see what was underneath.
Instead, she crept to the door and peered down the hallway. The living room was empty, aside from the old furniture and litter on the floor. She moved along the hall and looked into the kitchen. There stood Jessica, wearing only a pair of pale blue panties that struggled to hold her asscheeks in. She was at the counter with her back turned, making sandwiches. She had about a dozen finished already, piled high with lunchmeat. She paused, reached into her panties to scratch her butt, and went back to making sandwiches.
Jessica shuddered. Thoughts of that butt rushed back to her. The humiliation, the smell, the taste. She crept to the front door and quietly unlocked the deadbolt. She turned the knob and the door cracked open.
"Sydney, stop. Turn around."
Sydney stopped and turned to face Jessica standing a few feet away. Part of her mind was screaming 'Run! Don't stop! Run!' but it was being overpowered by the part of her that wanted to obey Jessica. A part she didn't know she had. 'Listen to Jessica. You must listen to Jessica.' a tiny voice inside her said.
"Come here, Sydney." Jessica told her. Sydney stood face to face with Jessica.
"Give me a kiss." Jessica licked her lips. Slowly, Sydney leaned in and locked lips with her pimpled-faced friend. Jessica pushed her tongue into Sydney's mouth and showed her first hand how bad her breath was. When the kiss finally ended, Sydney took a step back and wiped her mouth. "Wha.. Why did I…? Why am I doing this?!" Sydney stuttered. "Ha-ha, you think it's been 2 days since youPost too long. Click here to view the full text.