Leading her upstairs
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
shrunkenlesbo
With little more than a grunt, Priya led Nicole up the carpeted stairway. They were going off to play together or something, Nicole guessed. Apparently they were girlfriends now? What did girlfriends do together? That seemed like a pretty important thing to figure out.
Nevertheless though, Priya continued to silently lead her upstairs and into a bedroom, decorated with a bed, a study desk, a couple of homesy trinkets... and nothing much else.
“Huh. Your room’s... nice.” Nicole struggled for a compliment. It was pretty much the opposite of hers, with the plushies and abandoned clothes and anime posters all over the place. “What uh... did you wanna d-“
Suddenly the air was knocked out of Nicole as she was pushed backwards onto the bed. Soft springs cushioned her landing but next thing she knew, Priya was climbing onto her, and wasn’t being careful about it.
“Whoa whoa, what’re you-“ she started, only to have her sentence stopped by a hand over the mouth.
“Quiet,” Priya hissed. There was no friendliness in her voice. “Listen carefully, okay? I do not want to be your girlfriend. I don’t even like girls. But my mums won’t even tolerate the thought of me having a boyfriend, so I am supposed to study, study, study. But then you turned up. So did you want to make yourself useful?”
“Err...” Nicole frowned. This just got confusing, fast. “Maybe?”
“Maybe is not an answer.” Priya groaned. “Look, you are my ticket out of endless studying. I don’t like girls, but if it gets me out of here I’ll put up with you. Do we have a deal?”
What had started off as excitement was slowly weeping into sadness. This girl only wanted to be pretend girlfriends? How did that even work?
“Um... what would we do?” She had to ask. The details were foggy, to say the least.
“When my mums are here, we can cuddle, and I will braid your hair, and you can braid my hair, and we can be girlfriends. But you are my ticket outside, so do not forget that.”
“...so what do we do outside?” Nicole continued. She could literally feel Priya wither on top of her.
“As far as I’m concerned you can rot,” Priya snarled. “I want to meet boys and go to the movies and live my life!”
“But I don’t wanna r-“ Nicole started, but was once again cut off by Priya forcing her tongue down her throat.
“Mmf!” Nicole flailed under her, but then the door opened and one of her mothers walked in with a bundle of laundry.
“Oh, I am sorry!” She spoke gleefully, dyeing the pair of them up. “You are not wasting any time, are you my darling?!”
Nicole gasped and spluttered against the tongue wrestling with hers, and the hands raking across her body. Priya’s mother dumped the bundle on the bed and beamed at the pair of them once more.
“I am so proud of you!” She exclaimed, taking a weirdly long time to close the door behind her again. The second the lock snapped back into place Priya practically puked her tongue out of Nicole’s mouth.
Ugh...” she grimaced. “Do you see my problem?”
Nicole just stared up at her. Her eyes were like empty lumps of coal. No warmth, no spark, no... anything.
“I, um...” she mumbled. The sadness was swelling inside of her like a bucket of slime.
“Look, just say yes,” Priya groaned. “I will make it worth your while.”
“Umm...” Nicole sniffled.
Nevertheless though, Priya continued to silently lead her upstairs and into a bedroom, decorated with a bed, a study desk, a couple of homesy trinkets... and nothing much else.
“Huh. Your room’s... nice.” Nicole struggled for a compliment. It was pretty much the opposite of hers, with the plushies and abandoned clothes and anime posters all over the place. “What uh... did you wanna d-“
Suddenly the air was knocked out of Nicole as she was pushed backwards onto the bed. Soft springs cushioned her landing but next thing she knew, Priya was climbing onto her, and wasn’t being careful about it.
“Whoa whoa, what’re you-“ she started, only to have her sentence stopped by a hand over the mouth.
“Quiet,” Priya hissed. There was no friendliness in her voice. “Listen carefully, okay? I do not want to be your girlfriend. I don’t even like girls. But my mums won’t even tolerate the thought of me having a boyfriend, so I am supposed to study, study, study. But then you turned up. So did you want to make yourself useful?”
“Err...” Nicole frowned. This just got confusing, fast. “Maybe?”
“Maybe is not an answer.” Priya groaned. “Look, you are my ticket out of endless studying. I don’t like girls, but if it gets me out of here I’ll put up with you. Do we have a deal?”
What had started off as excitement was slowly weeping into sadness. This girl only wanted to be pretend girlfriends? How did that even work?
“Um... what would we do?” She had to ask. The details were foggy, to say the least.
“When my mums are here, we can cuddle, and I will braid your hair, and you can braid my hair, and we can be girlfriends. But you are my ticket outside, so do not forget that.”
“...so what do we do outside?” Nicole continued. She could literally feel Priya wither on top of her.
“As far as I’m concerned you can rot,” Priya snarled. “I want to meet boys and go to the movies and live my life!”
“But I don’t wanna r-“ Nicole started, but was once again cut off by Priya forcing her tongue down her throat.
“Mmf!” Nicole flailed under her, but then the door opened and one of her mothers walked in with a bundle of laundry.
“Oh, I am sorry!” She spoke gleefully, dyeing the pair of them up. “You are not wasting any time, are you my darling?!”
Nicole gasped and spluttered against the tongue wrestling with hers, and the hands raking across her body. Priya’s mother dumped the bundle on the bed and beamed at the pair of them once more.
“I am so proud of you!” She exclaimed, taking a weirdly long time to close the door behind her again. The second the lock snapped back into place Priya practically puked her tongue out of Nicole’s mouth.
Ugh...” she grimaced. “Do you see my problem?”
Nicole just stared up at her. Her eyes were like empty lumps of coal. No warmth, no spark, no... anything.
“I, um...” she mumbled. The sadness was swelling inside of her like a bucket of slime.
“Look, just say yes,” Priya groaned. “I will make it worth your while.”
“Umm...” Nicole sniffled.
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