Roomies - 2
 
A week later, it turns out that everything actually is fine. At least if you’re Lemony Gem. Seated on her stationary throne at the front of the room, elevated enough to let her look out over the suffering, sweating bodies in front of her. The light-haired girl wears a wide grin as she sits upright, cups a hand to her mouth, and shouts over the music.
 
“This is it, pedal-people! Thirty-second sprint! End strong, end strong!”
 
There are a few pockets of groans as the spin class creeps towards the twenty-five minute mark. Even with broad lines of moisture running down her face, Lemony strikes an impressively confident figure as she digs deep to really pump out the last bit of the class. Lifting her rump slightly from her seat, the co-ed leans forward, her legs pumping in a show of solidarity with the struggling members of her class.
 
“Dig deep!” she calls over the powerful beat of the music, “don’t slow until the song stops; you’re nearly there!”
 
The lights above the raised platform shine down into her eyes, leaving her mostly blind beyond the small, illuminated space around her. Sweat continues to bead up and dribble down her face, neck and forehead from the heat of the lamps, but she’s long since passed the point of caring, as her grey tank top is quite thoroughly soaked.
 
At last the song ends, the last note echoing off into space. There are a few groans of relief and a lot of heavy breathing, but it’s all muted when compared to the mechanical whirr of the stationary bikes; the thirty-some two-wheelers content to whisper, hiss, and hum incessantly in the silence between songs. And then the final track comes on, bringing a smile to Lemony’s lips, and is followed up by one last line of encouragement, “Okay pedal-people! Just listen to the song and do what is says: shake yourself out and get loose!”
 
Sure, the sporty girl is far from the pop-princess type, but the song has grown on her in the week since receiving the gift of her headphones. It’s even become something of a ritual to listen to as her cool down song after a hard twenty-five minutes of really giving it your all. It’s fast enough that the riders can find a gradual pace to slow down. Plus, the break right in the middle makes a great chance to dismount and finish stretching out in front of the class, encouraging them to do the same
 
Which is just what Lemony does as the beat drops out.
 
Standing beside her faithful ride and encouraging the other spinners to do the same, the trainer stretches out her arms, legs and back, standing half in and half out of the limelight. As one of her eyes adjusts to the dark, she sees the spattering of men in the class staring at her, and feels a small thrill twist in her stomach as she realizes how much she feels like a piece of meat under their watchful gaze. Sure, it’s two, maybe three, but even still, the unusual feeling rumbles around inside her until the song ends, she says her goodbyes, and the class filters out.
 
With a heavy sigh, Lemony picks up her phone and disconnects it from the sound system. Taking a few seconds more to make sure that her legs don’t have too much a wobble to them, she steps off the platform and trots out into the artificial light of the gym beyond. The co-ed takes a deep breath of the slightly stale air, the effort of the community palpable in her sinuses, when the world descends into darkness again.
 
“Good job today, Lemony,” a distinctly masculine voice says, with just a note of amusement. Lemony can’t help but smile.
 
“Coming from you that means a lot, Mr. Streak,” she laughs, dragging the still warm towel across her face and neck as she mops up the sweat. Flicking the cloth away from her head, she smirks up at the much taller redhead and does her best to imitate his crossed arm posture, though she’s much less intimidating than him. Undeterred, she grins up at him. “In fact I haven’t seen you down here in a few months now; I thought maybe you’d forgotten about your intern.”
 
With a heavy chuckle, Fire Streak shakes his head. “Unfortunately, even if I wanted to, your clients wouldn’t let me. Every week I run into someone from your class or personal training sessions who just has to gush about how much the appreciate you.” Pursing his lips, older man brings a hand to his chin and looks thoughtful for a moment. “Which reminds me, have I offered you a job with the Wonderbolts yet?”
 
“I don’t believe that’s yours to offer, Mr. Streak,” Lemony says with a small, disbelieving smile. “Last I heard you’d given up your leadership position for a more managerial role.”
 
“I’ve still got some clout,” he assures her, leaning in a bit closer. The light haired girl’s lungs tighten as he shortens the distance between them, their faces closer together than she would have believed; close enough that she can begin to make out the well-hidden strands of silver and grey nestled in his hair. “I’m not out of the game yet, and I can probably have my pick if I think someone would be a good fit. Seeing you on that bike, we could certainly use someone that comfortable on two wheels.”
 
Finally remembering how to breathe, Lemony lets loose a heavy sigh and takes a step back. She makes an unnecessary movement to smooth out her hair with her fingers before flashing an unsteady smile. “I appreciate the offer, Mr. Streak; I’ll have to think about it. But thank you and I’ll, uh, I’ll get back with you later.”
 
With the very weak goodbye out of the way, Lemony quickly hurries past the owner of Bolt Fitness and makes her way to the locker room. The towel rests comfortably on her shoulders as she pushes past the door and into the changing space. Spatters of conversation can be heard from the other women in the locker room, mostly housewives who can afford to be out at the gym in the middle of the day. The group trends older, so of course their conversations generally circle around the same general topics:
 
“My, it’s difficult to get rid of that pudge around your middle as you get older, isn’t it? It seems like every month I come here, I seem to get a little heavier. I wonder, should I stop going to the Corner so often?”
 
“I had to go to another meeting about Fleur’s flirting being a distraction for other students. That girl really is getting out of hand, I’m not even sure she would stop at approaching her upperclassmen.”
 
“Do you have time to visit the spa this weekend? I’m just so tense lately, I could use some time away from it all.”
 
And, of course, the one that seems to be on every woman’s lips lately:
 
“Have you heard about that Canterlot school?”
 
The answer to that is always the same, of course they have. It’s hard not to be aware of that particular oddity of the town. Sure, there might be some truly outrageous figures in the city, Lemony lives with Cadence after all, but there’s just an unusual amount of stellar bodies in that school. Not just the students, but the teachers too. It’s almost like there’s something in the water of that particular building.
 
And speaking of water, after Lemony making her way into the washroom she strips out of her clothes and leaves them in a haphazard pile on the bench traveling around the perimeter of the wall. Dropping her towel beside, she steps into one of the shower stalls and turns the water on full blast. An increasingly familiar tingle rolls through her body, the same one she felt when flirting with Buck and when the eyes of the men in her class are on her. And, admittedly, when she listened to the wet, sloppy sounds of unashamed lip-loving between her roommate and boyfriend too.
 
Still, those thoughts are distant enough that the co-ed can focus on washing herself rather than groping. Just as well, considering she’s quickly joined by three other, older women. The chatter amongst themselves about things that have no bearing on Lemony’s life, but as she cuts the water off, she can’t help but pick up bits and pieces.
 
“So your daughter really does go to that Canterlot school?”
 
“Oh yes, she’s one of the top athletes.”
 
A matronly scoff. “I’m not sure that pole dancing can be considered a sport.”
 
“It really isn’t that bad.”
 
Lemony wanders over to her things and stares at the three women as she dries her hair. Two of them seem rather plain, the typical posh-mother one might expect from the regular clientele of the gym; it practically courts Crystal Prep families exclusively. But the third is different, mature but with a certain cuteness that defies her age. From the way she bounces on the balls of her feet, to the obviously put upon smile as she defends her daughter, the orange-haired mother carries herself with confidence.
 
“You don’t have to put up a front. We all know the stories about what goes on in that building. The Principals and staff are deviants.”
 
“That’s right; I can’t believe the Mayor has let things go on this long, but I’m certainly going to complain at the next council meeting.”
 
“We can’t be having that kind of behavior in our town.”
 
“It’s an aberration.”
 
Lemony rolls her eyes, but as she finishes toweling off, the short-haired woman smirks and lifts a limber arm to the water. It dribbles down her smooth, still tight body, then, without batting an eye, replies, “Honestly, it’s alright for you to say that you’re concerned about the upcoming inter-school competition.”
 
The other women fall silent, allowing the slim woman to wash her face before continuing. “I mean, this is the first time in recent memory that Canterlot High could beat your Crystal Prep. And I’m sure my daughter is going to do just that, you’ll see. Because she’s the greatest at anything she puts her mind to. And if it is a pole dancing competition, I’m sure she’ll win that with grace too.”
 
Unable to hide her smile, the co-ed slides her towel around her body and leaves the threesome behind. A few minutes later and Lemony is dressed, with her sweaty clothes stuffed into her bag and moving towards the door. Almost as an after thought, she spots the scale and climes onto it. The plate squeaks, the dial rolls, wobbles and then finally settles. Rather than hopping off however, Lemony can only stare at it in confusion.
 
“That can’t be right,” she mutters, climbing off the platform and then stepping back on once she confirms that it’s set back to zero. The dial whirrs forward then stops, earning a frustrated click from the co-ed as it seems to have drifted further to the right than the last time. “Stupid thing must be busted.”
 
That doesn’t stop Lemony from kicking off her shoes and going immediately over to the sliding scale however. The weight clacks, making a fair bit more noise than the trainer would have liked, as she slides the pieces into place. A slight red tint of shame settles into her cheeks as the scale further confirms what she had presumed to be a lie. Not taking the time to pull on her shoes, Lemony picks them up, along with her bag, and hurries for the door before she can feel the fear of having so many eyes on her.
 
It seems that everything is not fine after all.
 
===
 
This sentiment of wrongness is still strongly shared by the second member of the house, Diamond Rose, if for slightly different reasons. In the week since she’d been gifted the headphones, ‘the Associates’ as she’d come to refer to them, had drifted into the library on two other occasions. And of course, they had set up shop right behind her every single time! Each and every instance had them gabbing away at a distinct volume for hours on end, and yet not one librarian had ever stepped up to do anything. While fury is a rather distant emotion to the even-kneeled young woman, this gaggle of girls is certainly pushing her to the limit!
 
As such, the headphones have basically become a consistent part of her library routine. Associates come in, headphones go on, and no interruptions until her phone alarm goes off a few hours later. It’s certainly not a perfect system, but at least it lets her study in relative peace. And, it just so happens, that today is the third time the Associates have decided to crash the once peaceful location.
 
Not wasting any time, Diamond pulls on her headphones as the group is settling in, before they get too engaged in one another. The girl’s ears ring with the unusual hiss and buzz that quickly fades into the background of her music. With her research in front of her, the redhead starts scanning the page of the book and scribbling notes on paper. Occasionally she will make small notes along the margin, authors, page numbers, shorthand inquiries, anything that will fit.
 
When not writing, her fingers slide close to her mouth, and she switches between working the tip of the pen against her lower lip, and tapping her thumbnail against her teeth. She catches herself several times, but no matter how often she tries to stop, her hand keeps drifting in the same general direction, and she finally has to take a break in order to collect herself.
 
Closing her eyes, she leans back and releases a weary, but contained, sigh. The already faint, artificial light of the library struggles to bleed through Diamond’s eyelids, and the studious woman can already feel the weigh of the past week bearing down on her. Sure, it’s a lot easier to sleep when Cadence’s cries are muffled, but the cups don’t stop the floor and walls from quivering under the pair’s lovemaking, or reduce the heady stink of their couplings.
 
And, perhaps more concerning, Cadence and Shining Armor seem to have been going at it more often than before. The pair had always been more on the open side, with long, lingering kisses that bordered on inappropriate. But now, they were much more unabashed, mouths open as the press and writhe against one another, their tongues rolling without the slightest hint of shame. To say nothing of the oral scene that Diamond is very sure she nearly walked in on earlier this week, had she come home just a few moments earlier.
 
The red-head moistens her soft lower lip before biting down on it as she recalls her friend’s smeared lipstick, mascara and eye liner. How she had made small talk with Diamond while her hand rested with a practiced grace on the obscene bulge straining against her boyfriend’s pants, occasionally sliding a finger down the impressive length.
 
With a shaky breath, Diamond forces her eyes open and admonishes herself. Now is certainly not the time to get caught up in those sorts of memories. In fact, it would be better if she could forget the scene all together! As she moves to sit up however, a flash of color akin to washed out cotton candy pops at the corner of her eye. Turning, the redhead finds herself staring into a pair of big blue eyes that would put the sky itself to shame on a clear day.
 
The two stare at one another for a moment before the pink-haired girl’s lips start working, enthusiastically mouthing a dozen different words a minute and quickly overwhelming the already frazzled co-ed. Diamond lifts a hand in an attempt to get her to stop, but the girl chatters on unfazed. Eventually the redhead sighs removes her headphones.
 
“-and so, I like saw you over here and was like, OMG I totally know that girl, but I couldn’t remember your name, so this is literally the most embarrassing thing I’ve done all day. I hope you appreciate it.” Extending her hand, the chatty girl smiles. “Lily Lace.”
 
Looking first down at the extended hand, then back up at the cheery co-ed it’s attached to, Diamond can only force a smile and swallow her sigh. Best to end this as quickly as possible. Taking the hand, she gives a quick shake. “A pleasure. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some studying to do.”
 
“Yeah, sure, I’ll let you get back to the book in just a minute,” Lily reaches over and pushes Diamond’s things a bit further back along the desk. Not bothering to contain her sigh this time, the redhead turns to the other girl and raises an eyebrow. Still undeterred, Lily’s hand goes out again and taps at the metal cups resting on her neck. “You have got to tell me where you got those headphones because they’re the absolute best shade of pink. I mean, I just saw them and thought that they were tries chick.”
 
“Oh, uh, they were a gift, so I’m not entirely sure where they’re from,” Diamond says with an uncomfortable smile. Seeing that Lily seems intent on waiting for an answer, the redhead reaches into her bag and pulls out the packaging she had held onto, just in case she did get the chance to return them. “You can take a look, if you like.”
 
“Thanks,” Lily says in a sing-song tone as she snatches the box and begins scanning it for the appropriate information. As she does, Diamond finds herself asking a question that she immediately regrets. “So, you said that the headphones were, what again?”
 
“Uh, tries chick? Duh?” Lily giggles and rolls her eyes. “It’s, like, some kind of foreign phrase that means super classy, like, classier than three women at once? It’s pretty much the greatest compliment a girl can get.”
 
“I see, well, thank you,” Diamond nods her head, while internally she’s left screaming that this girl is an absolute idiot. After a few minutes more, Lily deposits the box back on the table and flashes a smile.
 
“M’kay, thanks. I think I got it.”
 
“Good.”
 
Diamond heaves a relieved sigh as she turns back to her books. But then the childish intonation echoes in her ears again. “There’s just, like, one thing that’s weird.”
 
Taking a deep breath, the redhead lets it out slowly and turns back to Lily. “Which is?”
 
“Well,” the light-haired girl purses her lips and frowns. “It’s just that those headphones say silver on the packaging. And they’re totally not.” Diamond glances down at the weighty ear covers around her neck. As she considers them, Lily continues. “I mean, are they like, special edition or something? Because I really want that particular color and if the only way to get them is through an online seller, I need to know.”
 
Pressing her lips together in a thin line, Diamond looks down at the packaging in Lily’s hands again. After a moment of consideration, she looks up. “To be honest, I noticed that as well. It seems a little unusual, but I can’t say for sure one way or another. After all, they were a gift.”
 
Lily makes a small, distressed sound and pouts. “But that doesn’t answer my question at all!” After a few seconds more of sulking, she brightens and smiles again. “In that case, could you ask your boyfriend where he got them?” Diamond sputters, but Lily continues, entirely unperturbed. “You can tell me next time we see each other.”
 
“It’s not like I’m trying to make a habit of seeing you!” is what Diamond wanted to say, but instead it came out like this: “It, uh, it wasn’t a boyfriend, it was my roommate who bought them.”
 
“Even better! She’s sure to remember where she got them. A sugar daddy can be, like, so, unreliable sometimes.” That causes Diamond to smile, and even stifle a giggle. The small crack in the redhead’s aloof demeanor somehow causes Lily Lace’s mood to improve even further as she leans in close again. “Hey, do you mind if I listen? Just to, like, try them out?”
 
With an uncertain nod, the studious young woman slides them off of her neck and hands them to the still grinning gal beside her. Lily shows none of the hesitancy of her companion and grabs the headphones, firmly clapping the cups over her ears with an airy smile on her lips. The smile immediately twist and contort a little, her eye twitching as she makes an unnecessarily large gagging sound.
 
“Ugh! It’s all, ringy!” she says, her volume a good two or three notches higher than it had been previously. Another barely contained laugh threatens to break through Diamond’s lips as she attempts to reassure the girl with the cotton-candy-colored hair that such a reaction is normal, but her assurance falls on deaf ears. Just as well, since as Diamond is speaking, Lily cuts in again, “Okay, that’s better.”
 
She listens for a good minute more before removing the headphones and placing them back in Diamond’s hands. “Wow. That was literally one of the weirdest experiences ever. It’s like everything else was shut out.”
 
“They are good at what they do,” Diamond acknowledges with a shallow smile. “I’m glad you like them.”
 
“Yeah, but, you know,” Lily makes a slightly dismissive motion with her hand. “It’s more the aesthetic than the product; that color just screams 80’s and alternative girl-core. I could, like, design a seriously cute look around those. Complimentary accessories are so hard to find, especially ones that have such a natural style.”
 
Diamond bobs her head, feeling an awkward sense of connection with the bubbly girl. Perhaps, just perhaps, she could help out. “Well, I’ll ask my roommate about the headphones and let you know where she bought them.”
 
“Great! In that case, I’ll see you later, uh,” Lily’s uncertain note hangs in the air for a long while, the gears behind her eyes slowly turning as she struggles to remember a name she was never given. Letting the girl struggle for a few moments, Diamond finally smiles and offers the girl her name.
 
“Diamond Rose.”
 
The girl’s face brightens immediately. “Oh right! Gawd, I can be such a ditz sometimes. Bye, Di!”
 
And with that the associate minces back over to mingle with her own kind. Diamond watches her leave until there’s enough distance between them that whatever spell or magnetic personality Lily has finally dissipates. The slender girl lets loose a heavy sigh and looks over her scattered workstation. It’s going to take a little while to get things back the way she wants, not to mention the time already lost from dragging out the encounter with Lily for longer than it had been necessary. Why had she even humored the girl to begin with? It’s not like they had anything in common.
 
As she’s setting up her desk again, the redhead happens to look towards the front of the library and see the old librarian who told her the library was closing last week scowling in her direction. As if she was the one who had done something wrong, being loud and inconsiderate! Under the withered woman’s gaze, Diamond can feel herself shrinking in her seat at the memory of Lily’s stay. While the pink-haired girl had been the loud one, Diamond hadn’t done anything to stop it either. The weight of that responsibility proves, very quickly, to be too much to handle.
 
“Well, I suppose that’s enough for today,” she tells herself. Stacking the books up on the desk, she gathers her things and shoulders her bag. As she walks past the Associates table, Lily waves, and Diamond finds her hand wobbling back and forth as well, much to her chagrin. Gripping the shoulder of her bag tightly, she hurries out the library, before she can be influenced any further by the airhead.
 
Honestly, one ditz in her life is more than enough.
 
===
 
A short time later, Diamond walks though the front door of the rental. With a weary sigh, she slides he bag off he shoulder and lets it dangle a short distance above the wooden floor. “I’m back,” she says to no one in particular, though Cadence notices her right away.
 
“Welcome home!” the bimbo giggles in delight from her post on the couch. Her bubble-brained bestie is sitting with her legs drawn up under her sizable rump, leaning heavily for support against her boyfriend’s impressive frame. From the spread of books across the table, it’s pretty clear at least one of them is trying to get some study time in, although Cadence seems more interested in Shining Armor than any of the materials.
 
Meanwhile, the blue haired young man seem rather focused on his reading, sparing her only the smallest look, but a genuine smile. He has a book in one hand, held towards his face, while the other is wrapped around behind Cadence’s waist; successfully pinning him to the couch for the foreseeable future. “Hey Diamond; sorry about the mess, but I’m a bit disarmed at the moment. I’ll get it cleaned up once I finish.”
 
Diamond Rose makes a small sound, somewhere between acknowledgement and a groan, before collapsing in exhaustion on the second couch. Positioned at a ninety degree angle to the first, it allows for an easy and natural line of sight between the couch and the hall leading to the bedrooms. The effect lets the redhead stare off into space while half-watching the pair from her periphery.
 
There’s a brief silence, interrupted only by the sound of Cadence reaching up and turning the page for Shining, before the bimbo looks up at her friend. “So,” she starts, dragging the vowel in that airy way of hers, “rough day at the library again?”
 
“Has there been any other kind lately?” At Diamond’s response, Cadence makes a pitiable cooing sound which both irritates and comforts the redhead. She’s not a pet or a child to be doted on, but the fact that her friend actually cares, and lets face it, she’s too much of an airhead not to be genuine, really does touch her heart. “I just got wrapped up with one of the Associates today, and I’m pretty sure she’s pinned me on one of the librarian’s blacklists.”
 
“Aw,” Cadence gushes, even as she turns the page again, “that’s awful! I can’t believe someone would want to get you in trouble, Diamond. Did you, like, tell her to buzz off?”
 
“I tried, but she’s a real di-” Diamond catches herself as she’s just about halfway through. Looking at her friend, so often the very embodiment of the word ‘ditz’, the studious girl things better of her current phrasing and comes up with another. “She was really clueless; I think it’s hard for her to pick up on things.”
 
Nodding her head, Cadence giggles and then turns another page. “Oh, so you didn’t say anything directly and just hoped she would pick up on the atmosphere.”
 
Diamond’s face twitches a bit as her throat tightens. Airhead or no, Cadence certainly has her pegged. She stews for a few moments, trying to think up a suitable comeback, but her study-fried brain is just too sluggish. Perhaps it’s just as well that Lemony comes out a short while later.
 
“Hey, C, let me ask you something,” she starts, her eyes dragging up from her trim waistline to the pair on the couch. And then, her gaze drifts over to Diamond as well and a grin spreads across her lips. “Oh, D, you’re here too? Great; I could use as much perspective as possible.”
 
Shining Armor grins a bit, looking away from his book. “Does that mean I get to offer a suggestion too?”
 
“Yeah, I don’t think so,” Lemony fires back with her characteristic confidence, cocking her hip to the side and crossing her arms under her chest. Even still, there’s a healthy red coloring in her cheeks as she brushes him off. “I don’t think I can take anything you say seriously when you’re playing grab-ass to get C to turn pages for you.”
 
A violent cough escapes Diamond Rose’s throat as Cadence gushes, “Aw, but it makes our couple study dates so much more fun!” Cuddling closer to the mountain of man beside her, she plants a wet kiss on his cheek. “Besides, sometimes he gets a even more friendly with his fingers and-”
 
“Okay, okay!” Lemony calls out, holding out a hand and shaking her head. “That’s enough of that; I’ve got a serious problem.” Holding out a pair of jeans she twists them from side to side. “I’ve had these since the beginning of the year. Heck, I wore them last two weeks ago.”
 
Cadence gasps, page turning forgotten as she turns towards her friend. “Oh no, Lemony! Did your booty get too big for them?”
 
“No! Sort of, gawd,” the minty haired girl grunts at the bimbo, rolling her eyes. “You really have a habit of playing spoiler, you know that? Anyway.” Lemony’s voice trails off as she pulls the offending garment over her yoga pants. Cadence watches in suspense while Diamond watches with a passing interest. Even Shining seems to have set his book aside to join in the examination.
 
Under three pairs of eyes, Lemony seems to redden a bit further, the tint running all the way down to the tops of her shoulders! But, with the practice of leading gym classes behind her, she continues to pull up the jeans. The fabric clings tightly to her hamstrings and quads as it slides past her knees, to the point were, once she reaches the middle of her thigh, there’s simply too much mass and meat to contain, and it will rise no further.
 
After a few futile tugs, the light-haired girl rights herself and gives an irritated smile and shrug, letting the jeans drop to the ground. “So, that’s that.”
 
“Oh gosh, that’s so awful, Lemony,” Cadence is the first to say, her cooing voice adding a distressed tone. “It’s like your legs decided to get all big and beefy at once.” Shining Armor gives an uncomfortable cough, clearing his throat and going back to reading. That doesn’t stop Cadence from continuing, although she does rest her hand on Shining’s lap. “I was wondering why you came out in those tight yoga pants, but it must be because you tried on all the others and you’re just too much girl to fit in them anymore.”
 
“It’s not like that!” Lemony sputters and crosses her arms under her chest again as she looks away from her friends. “I can get the pants up a little higher without these on, but only just a bit. And I wasn’t going to come out in panties knowing Shining’s going to be around.” Shooting the man a pointed look, which passes like water over a rock, she sighs and turns back to the girls. “Anyway, point is that I can still fit into most of my clothes, but they fit differently. It’s like my waist cinched in a bit and it all flooded downwards. And, maybe I gained a little weight. Just a bit.”
 
“How awful,” Cadence says in a voice that placates the tense Lemony, but leaves Diamond rather unsure as to the intention. Especially since she sees the bimbo’s thumb tracing small lines back and forth across Shining’s pants. “So you don’t think they’re going to pop a button or tear when you wear them out?”
 
“Gawd, I don’t even want to think of that,” Lemony sighs. “Getting caught with a huge rip in the seam? That would be a nightmare.”
 
Diamond notices Shining give a small quiver and Cadence’s wandering efforts increase in speed and finally has to step in. “That really isn’t a good thing, Lemony,” she says, earning a small pout from Cadence as she stops her attentions, a sigh of relief from the only man in the room, and a concerned frown from the muscular girl. “Sudden changes in physical appearance, form, shape, or weight might be cause for concern. After all, we’re not in high school anymore; you should be well past any adjustments puberty might make.”
 
As Lemony’s eyes widen with concern, Cadence cuts in with a frown. “Hold on, Diamond; don’t you think you’re maybe making a little too much of this?” As the redhead cocks a hand on her hip and raises an eyebrow, the flirty girl continues, “I mean, Lemony’s been working really hard at her job lately, right? And it’s not like she suddenly put on a whole lot of weight or anything, her shape just changed and she’s a little heavier, right?”
 
“But,” Diamond shakes her head and sputters a little bit, “but things like that don’t just happen in a week; we’re not teenagers anymore!”
 
“Uh, duh,” Cadence rolls her eyes, giggling as she looks over to Lemony Gem. “So, the big question is if this happened all at once, or if it’s been coming for a while now. And the important thing is what Lemony thinks.”
 
Bringing her fingertips to the side of her head, the light haired girl bites her lip and considers all of this. “Uh, to be honest, I really don’t know. I mean, it’s scary to realize I most of what I can fit into in my wardrobe are gym shorts, elastic waistbands and skirts. But, Cadence is right too. I’ve been putting in a lot of time at the gym over the past few months.”
 
Lemony pauses, her hand leaving her face and purposefully brushing against the outer swell of her taut thighs. “Maybe this really is just a case of me not noticing, or wanting to notice, that it’s time for an update to my closet. This might just be resolved by a shopping trip.”
 
At the mention of the word ‘shopping’, Cadence gives a small squeal of excitement, bouncing her rump on top of her heels and clapping her hands together. Diamond can only roll her eyes as she tries to reason with her friend again, “Lemony, are you sure that you don’t want to go and get yourself checked out? There is a clinic on campus after all.”
 
“I don’t think there’s reason to be worried yet, D,” Lemony responds with a small, if somewhat unconvinced smile. “After all, it’s not like this would be unexpected, it’s just weird to notice because I’ve been ignoring it.”
 
“Which is a shame!” Both roomies look over at Cadence, who gives a resolute nod and turns to Shining. “Right, Hunny?”
 
Glancing between the three girls, Shining’s eyes eventually settle on his girlfriend. With a measured and well thought out response, he replies, “Uh, what?”
 
“Lemony’s legs!” the bimbo giggles, earning a quick cough from the man, and a shudder from the standing woman. Lemony shifts her weight from side to side, one arm clutching to the opposite elbow as Cadence leans in close to Shining. “Don’t you think that they’re just great?”
 
As the man looks over at her, the self-conscious co-ed still finds herself obligated to turn slightly to one side, then the other, showing off her legs in a nice, three-quarter profile. The fact that it also shows off her muscled, softly padded backside, well, that’s just a bonus that causes a fluttering in her chest as she feels the weight of Shining’s eyes trailing up and down her body. He at last clears his throat and grumbles, “Well, yeah, you can tell Lemony’s put a lot of work in at the gym. You look really good.”
 
It hardly even qualifies as a pep talk, especially when compared to how Lemony hypes herself up before starting her squats. But for some reason the validation of her roomie’s boyfriend sends her heart jack hammering away. She laughs, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Well, thanks.”
 
Seeing that the issue has been resolved, though not in the way she would have preferred, Diamond Rose sighs and looks across the room to her friend. “Still, I think it would be a good idea to keep an eye on this sort of thing going forward. Would you agree?”
 
“I guess,” Lemony huffs as well, the previous flirty mood deflating as reason takes over again. “I’ll be on alert.”
 
“That’s all I can ask.”
 
The room lapses into a heavy silence which Cadence is more than happy to break with a clap of her hands. “Okay! Since we’ve got that sorted I think it’s, like, time to do something fun.”
 
At once Diamond begins digging through her bag, and Lemony snaps her fingers and offers a cheeky grin, saying, “Ah, I left my headphones in my room, give me just a minute to get them.”
 
Cadence pouts, but then giggles. “Oh girls, not THAT kind of fun!” She pauses long enough to look over at Shining, as though confirming with him that it, for whatever reason, was not the right time or place. Turning back to her roomies, the bimbo smiles. “Something we can all do, together. Clubbing!”
 
There are few things as confidence shattering as when your brilliant idea is shot down. Unless, of course, there’s absolutely no reaction at all. Still smiling wide, Cadence looks between the other three adults and raises an eyebrow. “Well?”
 
“Sorry Cadence, I just don’t think I would be too much fun,” Diamond says with a small wave of her hand. “I’m still burnt out from the library.”
 
Nodding her head, Lemony echoes the other girl’s sentiments. “Yeah, I don’t really feel up to it. I really need to go through my closet again so I can get an idea of what I need to buy.”
 
Whirling on her boyfriend, Cadence looks over at him with wide, expectant eyes. With a shrug, Shining smiles and shakes his head. “Exams are coming up, do we really have time? Besides,” he reaches down and cups her rump again, pulling the bimbo closer to him, “what’s wrong with having a night in?”
 
“But, but-” the bust babe pouts and looks around the room again. “But I wanted to go to the Cherry.”
 
Lemony snorts a bit and laughs. “Uh, Berry’s Cherry? Yeah, you along with every other twenty and thirty-something in town are just aching to get in there; not to mention every teenager. They’ve got the hottest talent and service in town. And some of the best looking guests too.”
 
“Yes, they’re very exclusive. Waiting lists to get on waiting lists.” Diamond gives a dismissive wave of her fingers. “You can’t just show up at Berry’s Cherry and expect to get in. Believe me, some of my other friends tried and were turned away before they even arrived at the door.”
 
Leaning her weight ass into Shining’s palm, Cadence pouts. “But Buck told me I could use his name at the door.”
 
“Buck? Withers?” her boyfriend asks with a goofy grin. “Is that something you guys talked about last week?”
 
“Mhmm!” Leaning up and planting a kiss on Shining’s cheek, Cadence smiles. “He said if I ever wanted to stop by I could let them know and that they should be expecting me, because we’re old friends.”
 
“Old friends? I’m, pretty sure he was just using that line to get in your panties, C.” Lemony laughs again. “I mean, how on earth would Buck Withers have access to one of the hottest clubs in this area?”
 
“Oh, Buck said his daddy works with the local branch of the company who financed Berry’s Bar, and the Cherry too.” Cadence brings a finger to her lip in thought, not even noticing as she’s piqued the other girls’ interest. “It’s like, Jub-Jubs, Jubblies, something like that. Anyway, he’s like an ultra-exclusive VIP now because he works for the company too, and he said he’d put me on the short list if I ever wanted to check it out. I thought you girls would like to come with.”
 
The words hang in the air for a moment before Lemony bolts back to her bedroom and slams the door. In that time, Diamond gets to her feet with a smile and nods to Cadence. “Well, if you’re offering to take us to one of the most enviable spots in town, I’m certainly not going to decline. But only if we can get in with Buck’s name, okay? No lingering around out front if we get declined?”
 
Cadence buzzes her lips and waves her hand. “As if, why would Buck lie?”
 
Diamond looks ready to say something, but thinks better of it. After all, who’s to say that Buck wouldn’t do something extravagant like this? And it’s only an hour or two of time, at most if things go sour. Excusing herself, she hurries off to her room to change as well, leaving the two lovebirds alone.
 
As Cadence wobbles in excitement, she looks up at Shining who offers a gentle, if concerned, smile. “So, Buck suggested you stop by?”
 
“Mhmm. It was really nice of him.”
 
“I suppose so. And, since you three are going, I guess I better tag along?”
 
Sticking the tip of her tongue between her lips, the bimbo smiles and murmurs, “I’d hope so. Three cute and sexy girls out on the town with no macho-man to keep an eye on them? We could end up getting into all sorts of trouble.”
 
Leaning in close, she places a hand on his thigh again and gives an affectionate squeeze. With her lips close enough to brush against his ear, she whispers, “Besides, I plan to take full advantage of how excited you get tonight. I want you to enjoy yourself now, so that I can enjoy myself a lot later.” Taking a moment to stroke his still-hard dick though his pants she hops to her feet and minces towards her own room.
 
“C’mon Shiny! Let’s get ready to go!”
 
The young man sighs, dog-earing his book and leaving it on the coffee table. So much for cleaning up later; he’ll likely be occupied until well into the morning. Still, he smiles all the same and follows after the bouncing butt of his bimbolicious girlfriend.
 
===
 
In all honesty none of the group, save one, had believed for a moment that Buck Withers of all people would have come through on a promise. “It’s all a prank!” Lemony had joked, in spite of Cadence’s assurances that Buck was a good guy. So the minty-haired girl is especially thankful, as the bouncer pulls aside the purple velvet rope, that her friend is not the sort to actively rub things into the faces of others. Too much.
 
“Told you,” the chesty commander of the squad grins as they check their coats, “For better or worse, Buck does what he sets out to do.”
 
“Fine, I can admit that I was wrong,” Lemony grins, putting aside any bad feelings as they walk into the club proper. Music pounds and lights flash, bodies overwhelm the floor, the bar is fit to burst with sexual tension while, along the perimeter, deals are made and paid in many different ways. Lemony takes one deep breath through her nose and gives a soft whistle. “It’s a lot more energetic than I thought.”
 
Diamond offers a wry smile, leaning forward onto her shorter friend and placing her hands on her shoulders. “Afraid that you won’t be able to keep up?”
 
“Psh, as-if!” Shooing her friend off with a few short flicks of her fingers, she laughs. “After a drink, I’m going to put everyone here to shame.”
 
“This is going to be so much fun!” Cadence squeals, clinging tightly to Shining’s arm as the foursome walk to the bar. True to her word, Lemony orders up a shot, throws it back, and then declares her intention to find the hottest guy on the floor and grind on him. Diamond giggles, watching as her eager friend disappears into the throng of bodies, although she thinks she sees a familiar hand over the crowd once or twice.
 
“It must be nice to be that assertive,” she sighs, the olive in her mixed drink swirling about as she stirs. “But, that’s just Lemony, I suppose.”
 
Cadence giggles, her fruity liquor slowly sliding back down the swirling straw as she replies, “For sure, but it’s not just being forward, she knows her body so well. She’s the kind of girl who knows what she wants and goes after it.” Pausing long enough to slurp up any vision wobbling mouthful of the sweet drink, she lets loose a satisfied sigh. “It’s hard to remember when she last bit off more than she could chew. So you can relax, Shiny.”
 
“I’m not worried; I know she can take care of herself,” her boyfriend smiles as he watches the crowd between lifts of his beer. “Just making sure she doesn’t get trampled.”
 
“Aw, you’re such a sweetie, Sweet’ums!” Cadence giggles, slapping his arm.
 
Diamond Rose smiles, a little surprised but pleased that Shining has been able to keep an eye on their energetic friend, even in the crowd. Her body relaxes as the music washes over her, comfort settling into her belly as the liquor does its work. She’s very nearly completely relaxed when a familiar voice causes her to stiffen.
 
“Oh. My. Gawd. DI?”
 
Cadence perks up a little as a young woman with hair the color of washed out cotton-candy approaches the three of them. Dressed in a flimsy spaghetti strap top that plunges in the middle, showing off all the inside curves of her palm-sized breasts, and a tight skirt that only comes up to the middle of her thighs, the girl has gone all in on showing as much skin along her middle as possible.
 
Offering a weak smile, Diamond raises her hand. “Hey, uh, Lily.”
 
With an excited squeal, the newcomer launches herself at the taller girl, wrapping her in a hug. Diamond chokes a bit, but that doesn’t stop her new friend from carrying on. “This is, literally, like the biggest surprise tonight! I never thought I’d see you in a place like this.”
 
“Well, it takes all kinds,” the redhead says, trying to make the situation as awkward as possible. Unfortunately, Lily isn’t the type to pick up on those kinds of cues when she’s got something else on her mind.
 
“I guess so. I mean, I probably should have guessed that someone with your appreciation of finer things should have some connections.” Her eyes light up and she leans in closer. “Speaking of, did you have a chance to find out about the headphones yet?”
 
Cadence slurps through her swirly straw, watching the exchange with more than a bit of curiosity. After all, the girl with the scanty outfit and arm-length gloves is hardly Diamond’s usual type. Although, considering herself and Lemony, maybe the redhead has a wider pool of acquaintances than she realized. But the mention of the headphones catches her attention and she leans over, injecting herself into the conversation, “What about them?”
 
“Ugh, listen, this is an A and B conversation, so C-” Lily starts, before turning towards the bimbo and starting to stutter. Eventually she stops speaking altogether, drinking in the absolutely stacked vision in front of her. It’s hard not to stare however, considering Cadence’s top begins at the neck, with a fabric collar, and then gives way to basically nothing else. Bare shoulders, middle, and most of her back, even the space in between her breasts, and a good third of those, are exposed to the world. The only coverage she gets are from two long strips that come down from the collar and rest comfortably over her chest, then the supporting band of hand-wide fabric wrapped around her back. Add to it a crisscrossing laced-up look in the middle between the two strips, and that’s it, a solid support design to help maximize exposure.
 
After a long silence, Lily starts sputtering again, “C-C-Can I do a body shot off your boobs?”
 
“Lily! That’s my friend!”
 
Turning to the incredulous Diamond, the Associate points and declares, “Your friend has, like, the most humongous tits!”
 
“Aw, you’re so sweet! I never get to hear that when I go clubbing with my aunties!” Cadence giggles as Diamond rolls her eyes. Stepping between them, the redhead takes a deep breath and holds out a hand to each one of them.
 
“Cadence this is Lily. She’s a,” she pauses, looking for the right way to phrase the relationship, “she’s someone I met in the library.”
 
The bimbo’s eyes light up almost immediately. “Ah! You must be the girl who can’t take a hint!”
 
While the girl is still raising an eyebrow, Diamond hurriedly introduces her other friend, “Lily, this is Cadence. She’s my roommate; she’s...”
 
“Headphone girl!” Lily declares, her eyes sparkling as she grabs Cadence’s hand in both of hers. “OMG, I should have known right away that it was you!”
 
And, somehow, the pair hit it off almost immediately. And then Shining gets dragged into the conversation, and Lily’s reduced to a dizzy mess as she keeps glancing between to two over sexualized visions in front of her. Letting loose a tired sigh, Diamond leans back against the counter and finishes off her drink. Feeling relieved, but also a bit excluded considering Lily is currently holding the attention of her friends, she pushes herself away from the bar and, gathering her alcohol-induced courage, struts out onto the floor.
 
Despite her smaller stature, Lemony Gem isn’t that hard to find; just look for groups of guys dancing and staring near one another and she’s bound to be in one of them. Sure enough, the minty-haired girl is all smiles as she works her body in the midst of collective gyration.
 
In her time among the crowd, she’s already worked up a good sweat. Her top is breathable and loose, one shoulder already peeking through the wide neck. Her shorts, on the other hand, are very much not, pulled tight around her body, fashionably worn, and designed to highlight her most notable points: her defined middle, hips that edge beyond her shoulders, and muscular legs.
 
After a few long seconds, Lemony’s glazed over eyes finally settle on Diamond and she hurries over. Grabbing her by the hand, the now invigorated young woman grins. “About time! Where’s C?”
 
“Still at the bar. I ran into someone I know and I think they hit it off.”
 
“Ah, boo,” the smaller girl sighs, pulling herself closer to her friend. “I was really hoping she and Shining would come out here so we can put in some real work. I want to make some guys jealous; come on.” Slowly Lemony begins moving again, leading Diamond into dancing with her. The smaller girl’s hips roll, her hands guiding Diamond’s hands up and down her tight body.
 
“Aren’t you afraid of losing the attention you’ve already earned when they’re around?” the redhead asks, resisting at first, but feeling herself getting dragged deeper onto the floor by the music, and the small, eager hands on her body. Lemony leads for a few beats more, then turns and contorts her body to Diamond’s taller figure, writhing against her to the music.
 
“Why? I can get a lot more attention with those two around, especially if I play my cards right.” Lemony shudders a bit as the hesitant young woman behind her drags a manicured nail along her middle. “I j-just need to be seen with them, and someone’s bound to come up to me. A bit of proximity and then moving away, works every time.”
 
Diamond hums, unconvinced, but doesn’t stop dancing. The two women are already earning a number of glances on their own as well. However, the redhead has nothing on her more energetic companion, and is exhausted after a few songs. Wearing a victorious smile, Lemony helps the taller girl off the floor and back to the bar. Where Lily is still chatting away.
 
“Ah, Di, welcome back!” she says with a cheer and hopping up, allowing Diamond to sink into her seat. “Sorry, I guess I got wrapped up talking to Cadence.”
 
“I’m used to it,” Diamond responds with a smirk as she looks to the busty babe. “There’s a reason we don’t bring dates back to the house.”
 
“Aw, it’s not that bad!”
 
“It’s that bad,” Lemony chimes in with a grin, downing another shot and smacking Shining’s backside. The man sputters on his beer as the small girl crosses her arms over her chest. “OK! I’m headed back in, and you and C are going to join me this time. No more excuses!”
 
“Well, we are here to have a good time,” Shining smirks as Cadence gives a noisy slurp as the last of her drink curls up the straw. He turns to Lily, then looks and Diamond. “Are you going to be all right with your friend?”
 
Lily giggles, grabbing the redhead by the hand and pulling her arm close to he chest. “Don’t you worry, stud-muffin; Di and I have so much to talk about that literally we won’t even know you’re gone until you’re back.”
 
He smiles and nods his head. “You are a, uh, special girl, Lily.”
 
With a single coughing laugh, the girl grins and flips her hair. “Yeah, that’s what my daddy says too.”
 
“Come on!” Lemony whines, pulling on the hands of the couple before turning back to the floor. Cadence titters and heads off after her first, while Shining picks up the rear. Once they’re gone, Lily settles down beside Diamond and orders a drink for each of them.
 
“So, you look like you were having fun out there,” she says, wearing a cheshire grin. When her companion doesn’t respond, Lily sighs and rests two fingers and her thumb on her cheek and jaw. Even with the music booming overhead Diamond can still hear the whisper of the fabric against Lily’s skin. “What do you think of the Cherry?”
 
“It’s pretty great,” Diamond finally admits, offering a small smile. “Sorry for running off earlier; I guess I was a little surprised to see you here too. It’s not a place you would expect to find your usual college student.”
 
Lily nods, taking another drink and giving a small stretch of her body. “You can say that again. It’s like an entirely different world, and being a part of it feels wonderful and wrong at the same time. Like a tattoo, or something.” Diamond nods, trying not to interrupt a relatively profound thought from the airhead by correcting her word choice. So it is that Lily turns with a small smile. “Speaking of other worlds, since we are both college students, I’m hoping you could help me with something.”
 
“What’s that?”
 
Turning her eyes towards the side, Lily cocks her head back towards one of the tables. Diamond follows her indication and sees an older businessman are sitting around, drinking and eying up every young woman he can. Feeling her belly tighten in a mixture of irritation and disgust, she turns back to the pink-haired girl.
 
“So there’s an old man perving on young women. What do you want to do, get him kicked out? Because I could be behind that.”
 
“What, no?” Lily says with a laugh. “No, I want you to help me get his attention.”
 
“Why?”
 
Noting the displeasure on Diamond’s face, the girl casts a half-glance back and then smiles. “Look at his wrist. Do you see that watch? That costs at least half of a semester’s tuition. I want you to help me get his attention.”
 
The silence between them is heavy, and it takes a few seconds for Lily to realize that the answer she’s given is not satisfactory. Huffing, she clicks her tongue in irritation and explains further.
 
“Look, I’ve been watching him literally since he walked in the door. He’s not here with anybody, and if all he wanted to do was drink and watch sexy women, he could go to a strip club. It’s pretty clear that he wants some young, female company, and I’m inclined to give it to him.”
 
Diamond remains quiet and still, though her expression softens to one of concern. Finally, she asks, “You’re not planning on, you know, sleeping with him, are you?”
 
“Um, no,” Lily replies with a roll of her eyes. “Look, even I’ve got standards. But if we can have a little fun and make a little money, who cares? After all, school doesn’t pay for itself.” Getting to her feet, she smoothes out her skirt and looks at the still-seated girl. “I can do it on my own, probably, but it would be easier with both of us. Is that okay with you?”
 
Diamond looks between the young woman and the older man before sighing. “Okay; I don’t like this, but okay. What do I need to do?”
 
“You’re the best, Di. Literally all you have to do is just follow my lead,” she says, reaching out and taking the redhead’s hand in her own gloved grip. The pair moves away from the bar, Lily adopting an unsteady wobble and giggle as she leans against the taller girl. A shot distance from the man, Lily gives a heavy and tired sigh. “Hey Di?”
 
“W-” the sound hardly even escapes before Lily’s free hand is on her cheek, and warmth is pressed against her lips. The coolness of the fabric dragging down towards her neck offsets the heated sensation of liquor-warmed flesh, coated with excessive amounts of gloss and lipstick. Diamond wants to back away, but feels Lily’s other hand holding her firmly in place. After a moment of mental struggle, she unwillingly leans into the kiss, even going so far as to close her eyes. After several long seconds, Lily finally parts and giggles as Diamond opens her eyes.
 
“I’m, like, really, drunk,” she declares, putting far too much emphasis on the third word. Her gaze settling on the table occupied by the single man and her expession brightens. “Hey, mister, can we sit with you for a bit?”
 
The perv eyes them up, grins, and motions for them to sit. As Lily leads her to the table, Diamond has to wonder what she’s gotten herself into.
 
===
 
Out on the dance floor, Lemony is already working her way through her third wind. As usual, Shining and Cadence have a tendency to soak up attention everywhere they go. It’s not unexpected with how the two of them look, but orbiting around them tends to give her just enough erotic capital to really hit it off with an envious guy who wants a piece of what Shining has. Spend a song around the happy couple, then one or two with some random Randy who ends up exhausting himself trying to show off for her, and then back to the twosome before repeating again.
 
Usually she can get some really good looking guys, but tonight Cadence is just too much. Her body writhes and her breasts wobble as she holds her hands above her shoulders, quivering about in the crisscrossed lace-up affair. More guys are standing around and gawking at her than actually dancing, so that doesn’t do Lemony any good at all. But a surprise opportunity comes soon enough, as on one of her returns, Cadence smiles.
 
“Phew! Lemony, can you watch over Shiny for a bit?” she giggles and fans herself, “I need a recharge from the bar.”
 
“Yeah, no problem,” she grins, not missing a beat as she stares up at the blue-haired man. “I’m sure we can find something to entertain us out here.”
 
“Super! Back in a bit.” Cadence giggles and waves as she turns away. Lemony’s heart jumps into her chest, silently encouraging her to hurry away as quickly as possible. True, dancing around the pair gives her some recognition but with Shining himself? No guy on the floor would be able to ignore her after this.
 
Her breath catches as Shining reaches down and takes the retreating woman’s hand, causing Cadence to look back. “Are you sure you don’t need me to go with you?”
 
“I’m fine, Sweet’ums. Besides, Diamond and her friend are back at the bar. You two have fun dancing; back in a bit!”
 
And then she’s gone. By the time Shining turns back to her, Lemony has already made up her mind that she’s not going to let him give any excuses. With her hands in the air they just reach up to the back of his neck, which is perfect considering it pulls them tight together.
 
“Come on, she said to have fun, so lets have some fun!” The girl grins, her blue eyes sparkling as she begins to grind her body against his. “I know I’m not as stacked as C, but that just means we can get that much closer, right?”
 
True enough, where Cadence has two obvious offenders getting in the way, Lemony has much less trouble crushing her body against Shining’s. And as a man, he must respond. So they work together in a dance that acknowledges the familiarity between the two of them, but also the newness of their positioning. As the number of measures grows longer, Lemony lets loose a shuddering breath.
 
She can feel them: the eyes of everyone around her. It’s like when she’s teaching a class but worse. Better. Whatever. All the attention in the world is foisted on her and she’s expected to bear it all on her slim body. It’s enough to make her muscles twitch, her body quiver, and he insides flip. And yet, even that fades into the background as her already hypersensitive body becomes aware of something else.
 
The bulge pressing into her back.
 
Her entire body shudders and for a moment, she’s afraid that she will collapse onto the floor. Her knees quiver and she dips down a bit, eventually breaking out of the squat and rising up again. As her body continues to writhe against his, she feels it fatten further, straining impossibly against her back and rump, seeming to seek out all of the places that make her body feel electric. Slowly it dawns on Lemony that this monstrous dick, it wants her. A glance over her shoulders into Shining’s heavy, glazed over eyes tells her that he wants her. And so she moves.
 
Turning to face him again, she rolls her body forward. With her hands back in place behind the man’s neck, she moves higher, her muscular legs locking around his waist for support. Like a climbing a mountain, she rolls up bit by bit, until she’s finally face to face with him. Her body continues to grind against his, the action far more lewd now than before, since Lemony’s rubbing her snatch against his stomach, hips, and the fat dick that’s craving her.
 
Already breathless, she does the only thing she can think of, something that’s been on her mind for years. She takes a kiss.
 
Well not exactly. She takes her due, certainly, but the action can hardly be called just a kiss. No, this is an open mouth, tongue battling, hip grinding, toe curling and scalp clinging snog that’s usually reserved for private bedrooms and long lost lovers reunited in films. And, for Lemony, it is stimulation overload.
 
Every part of her body is on high alert, a blend of excitement and raw wrongness roiling through her all at once. A magical lifetime ago, she never would have looked twice at him, and now he would hardly even acknowledge she existed inside of Cadence’s presence. But now, in this small space, she has something wonderful. And she both loves and hates it.
 
Minutes slip by, and the two separate with a lewd, wet pop. Lemony takes several deep, gasping breaths as she presses her forehead to Shining Armor’s and dons a silly little smile as her stomach threatens to sprout wings and fly off. It isn’t until she feels a familiar hand against her back that she looks to the side and sees Cadence. Smiling.
 
And, just like that, Lemony’s heart knots itself together as it sinks into her stomach, and seems quite content on carrying it all the way to the floor. “Cadence, this,” she begins, struggling between catching her breath and a poor attempt to untangle herself from the man, her man, all while finding her limbs and tongue are not working the way they should.
 
“Did you have fun?” Cadence asks in a very even tone. Lemony doesn’t respond, and neither does Shining. But the bimbo doesn’t stop smiling. “Well, either way, I think we’ve all had enough fun for today. Diamond’s waiting for us by the counter and we’re all set at the bar. Time to head home.”
 
Through an impressive feat of strength, Lemony manages to make it the entire way home while staring not at the ground in front of her, but the heels of the best friend she betrayed.
 
===
 
Diamond and Lemony are quick to excuse themselves once they arrive back at the rental. Lemony even gets in a weak apology before retreating to the bathroom. As the doors close, Cadence wraps her arms around Shining Armor’s neck and plants a wet kiss on his cheek. “MWAH! So, how was it?”
 
“Not bad,” Shining admits with a smile and a peck on the lips. “Feeling her tiny body against mine was really something else; completely different than yours. But I think Lemony’s a little confused, and maybe hurting too. You should have a talk with her later.”
 
With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, Cadence cradles his cheek in one of her hands. “Emphasis on later, I hope? I still haven’t had my chance to have fun after all.” Shining swats her on the rump, earning a delighted giggle. “Good to hear. Give me like five minutes to set things up.”
 
Mincing away, Cadence leaves her boyfriend alone in the living room. Glancing around, he takes some time to clean up his study mess from earlier, as well as wash his face in the kitchen sink before heading into the bedroom. A few lit candles decorate the small space, helping to mask the sexual musk that seems to permeate the entire room at this point. It’s difficult to navigate through the small space, but Shining already has his eyes on his prize.
 
“Okay, Sweet’ums,” Cadence says, glancing over her shoulder as she reaches down and hefts one of her meaty ass cheeks, exposing herself to him. “I’m ready for you to come and ruin me like you were getting ready to ruin Lemony on the floor.”
 
As if he has to be told twice. Discarding his clothes without a care as he walks around the general mess of university living, he situates himself behind the panting bimbo. Resting his dick between her thighs, he feels her squirm, and drag her already sopping snatch against his overheated dick.
 
“Ohmigawd, this is going to be amazing. Are you going to break me in two? Is your fat cock going to split my pussy?” She struggles to breathe as his hands cover hers, pinning them to the mattress. “I don’t know if it will fit.”
 
“Are you sure?” Shining asks, kissing the back of her neck as she grinds against him. “Because as small as she is, Lemony didn’t seem afraid for a second that I’d break her. Maybe we should try?”
 
Grinding against her boyfriend again, Cadence gulps. “N-no. I can take it. Shiny, please. I don’t care if you spoil me with your monster dick; I don’t want anybody else. I just want you.”
 
“There’s my girl,” he whispers before sliding inside of her. Cadence whimpers and moans as the dick of her dreams slides into her again. Bit by bit, until she can feel the hot stick threatening to dig into her belly. All she can do is shudder and squeal as he starts rocking his hips, sliding in and out of her while the bed creaks underneath.
 
“Oh, oh gawd,” she groans as her always impassioned lover pounds her further into brainless bliss. As the couple copulates, the bed shudders under their combined energetic weight, flimsy metal legs threatening to give way at any second. And as Cadence begins thrusting back against her lover, they do! Sort of.
 
The bed drops, not like a stone but like a feather, each eager thrust causing the mattress to sink closer to the floor. Manufactured metal groans for but an instant as it snaps and explodes into pink sparks. The headboard, with nothing to support it, leans back against the nearby wall before popping out of existence as well, the sparkles joining their kin in rising towards the ceiling. The two sexual demigods romping about pay no mind however, even as the box spring threatens to meet the same fate as the frame before it.
 
“D-Deeper!” Cadence shouts, burying her face into a pillow as her pussy is ravaged. Lower and lower the pair sinks towards the floor, until the floor itself changes as well. By the time Cadence is squealing her way to her first of many orgasms, the bed is now part of the floor itself, the space around them now waist deep compared to the rest of the room, and wonderfully soft. As Shining pulls out, Cadence squirms against the soft surface of the bed and moans. “Ah, Shiny…”
 
“We’re not done.” Shining grins, sitting firmly on the bed and pulling the orgasm-dazed girl into his lap. Purple eyes glittering with excitement and terror, Cadence looks down at the monstrous maleness between her legs and quivers as he whispers, “You want to take Lemony’s place right? Then you need to hop on like she did.”
 
Wetting her lips, Cadence attempts to buy a little time to steel her nerve by stroking him off with her hand. “Mm, are you sure I have to?” she breathes, trying to sound seductive and not at all frightened as Shining’s eyes start to roll back into his head. “I mean, you could blow all over my body too; I know how much you like that.”
 
“But I’d rather give you a ride,” Shining fires back as he gathers his wits again. “Besides, you love riding me.”
 
“Yeah, but I’m scared,” Cadence giggles, modulating her tone just enough to throw suspicion onto the genuineness of her fear. “Wouldn’t you rather come with my fat titties? Lemony doesn’t have these puppies after all.”
 
Looking thoughtful for a moment, Shining shakes his head and rocks his hips backwards just enough so that he can slide the tip of his dick back inside Cadence. The young woman shudders, closing her eyes as a relieved sigh escapes her lips. “All the more reason not to. Now why don’t you finish what your friend started?”
 
“M’kay,” the slutty girl grins, pushing Shining down onto the bed and pinning his shoulders down with her hands. As she does, his cock slides deeper inside of her, until finally her ass bumps against his thighs. And Cadence is all smiles.
 
“So big, so big, it’s all so big!” Cadence whispers to her lover, rolling her hips as she rocks on top of him. “I can feel it stretching me out. Ooh, this really is the only cock for me.” As she continues to bounce on top of her prize, Cadence casts he eyes towards the ceiling. Only to find a fat-titted, cockstruck bimbo staring back.
 
She squints, trying to remember who the girl is, before recognizing herself and giggling. The how and why regarding the suddenly reflective ceiling are really a non-issue for the girl, as she gets to watch herself ride a dick in third person, while also experiencing riding that same dick. It’s like, the ultimate porn watching fest!
 
All too soon, Shining reaches up and grabs her bimbo boobs. Using them as leverage, he starts thrusting up into her, earning a pained whine from the girl. “Ohmigawd Shiny, I can’t take it anymore! I lied! My poor pussy’s getting battered!”
 
“Shh,” he encourages her, not breaking pace as he tweaks he nipples, pulling firmly on them as he grins. “We’re nearly there, I promise.”
 
With a weary smile, Cadence nods and slides her body down to kiss him. His hands immediately move from her chest to her ass, mauling and swatting the fat meat as she moans into his mouth, cunny clinging tightly to his cock in a desperate attempt to milk him dry. With nowhere else to go, the force of the two lovers intimate connection can only spread out through the foundation of the home.
 
“Gonna cum, gonna cum,” Cadence whispers into his lips, slapping her hips against his as even the walls themselves seem to quiver, wanting to yield to entwined lovers. As Cadence is once again filled with Shining’s spunk, she squeals. Something ignites inside of her, encouraging her exhausted body to make a simple demand. “More. More, more more! I need more, Shiny! Fuck me until my head’s full of nothing but love!”
 
And he’s all too happy to oblige.
 
Meanwhile, in Diamond’s room, she’s already got her headphones on and is drifting off to sleep. However the memories of tonight still linger close to the surface of her mind. How she had been led around so easily, first by Lemony, then by Lily. How she had stuck around after helping Lily break the ice with that pervert. And how she couldn’t shake a feeing of anticipation about asking the girl how things went next time they met. Considering how things had been going between them so far, it would likely be sooner rather than later.
 
Softly moaning, Diamond brings a finger to her lips as her thighs squeezing together. As the redhead is lulled into slumber by these strange thoughts, and the heat of two very different women pressed against her body. And as she sleeps, her still buzzing lips touch and tease the finger and nail near them.
 
Lemony, however, is in quite a different state. Returning from the bathroom just in time for the couple to really get started, she reaches for her headphones, then stops. Her fingers quiver as she listens to the delighted sounds coming from next door. After a few seconds of listening, Lemony grunts in frustration and slides her hand down her panties.
 
“Oh, oh shit, Shining,” she whispers, the sharp feeling washing over her body. It’s not as powerful as in the Cherry, but she can still remember the sheer want that existed in those powerful, too short moments between herself and Shining. Thoughts of Cadence’s interruption fade into the background of her mind as Lemony jills herself to an orgasm. And then another. And then another because the lovers still haven’t finished. She manages to go all the way until three in the morning, when she finally collapses into a pile of sexual exhaustion, with only a few scant hours of dreamless sleep ahead of her.
 
Even into the early hours of the morning, when the rental finally settles down, there’s still a thriving energy within the walls of the house. Waiting, anticipating, and ready to grow. And the girls on either side of the happy couple are about to find themselves caught up in the midst of it.