Slowly as I shift in the soft sheets of what must be my new bed I can’t help but whimper and sigh just a bit. I really should have seen that coming, but for some reason I didn’t. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. I was sure I was going to decline her offer, and then I accepted it, and then I invited the woman who dusted my brain in the elevator into my room and…
There’s only so many times you can fuck up and blame it on being naive without feeling ridiculously stupid. Lucky for me, I haven’t nearly gotten there yet. Nope, I must have a lot of leeway still.
Let a girl dream.
That girl’s dust is everywhere in the whole damned room. Sure, I woke up alone, but this isn’t the worst way in the world to wake up. At least I’m welcome here, even if here still makes me feel just a bit off kilter. After yawning some and stretching even more I get up and think about what I have on my plate for today.
The dust is everywhere though, and that thought just keeps bringing itself to the forefront in my mind as if I don’t already know. I don’t really see why its important until I brush some off of my feet after I get off of the bed and it still feels just as itchy as before, and silly or stupid as it might be, there’s still the temptation of giving it a taste just to see if it still tastes just as good as it did before. Dust isn’t here to have her fun and leave me alone in the bed, so it wouldn’t have quite the same result as last night no matter how it happens.
It couldn’t hurt to give it a shot could it? And I if it does hurt, it can’t hurt that bad, huh? Shrugging I slide a dusty finger into my mouth and I can’t resist already getting the fingers of my other hand even dustier as I do. It’s still just as thick and chalky, that taste that should be bad but tastes so good, and I can feel it coating the inside of my mouth.
Just a little bit of that taste makes me shudder and imagine just how it felt when it coated me inside and out like it did last night, or in that dusty elevator. I lay on the floor beside the bed to get a good amount of that dust all over my back. There’s just so much dust everywhere, already its just everywhere, coating me and I can hardly believe just how dusty I already am. When my head starts to squirm against the floor some of that dust falls a bit out of my ear feeling so wonderful that not making a sound would be impossible.
After a moment of that dusty feeling in my head just feeling so good I raise my head off of the floor and squirm my head back and forth just to feel it sloshing and swirling around in there. I can’t resist whispering that pale skinned girl’s name as I can feel it sprinkling out of my ears, and it just feels so damned good. I know that this dust is how she was able to have her fun and leave, to have her fun whether I wanted her to or not, not it just feels so good inside of my silly dirty mind. Just thinking that, silly dirty mind, makes me blush but it feels even better to blush, so I don’t really mind.
It just feels so good to indulge, I can’t really think of a good reason to stop unless something interrupts. Everything is just so thick and chalky with that dust, and just as I’m about to whisper out that name again a knock rings out from the door.
Well, that’s just great. I whimper and shake my head back and forth to try and clear it out just a little bit as I reach for the bed to help me sit up. I really don’t trust my legs at the moment. “Uhh… Come in!”
The door slides open and it’s that woman in the white lab coat again. Her lab coat is already starting to get covered in that grey dust though, and she raises a hand to try and brush it all off. With how much is filling the room, that’s really just more funny than anything else. She steps over to me, still trying to brush off her coat as she goes. “Uh… Hello Silver. Did you look through the papers we left you?”
Oh damn! I totally forget about those papers that she mentioned! I blush and shake my head just a bit. “Umm… Uh… No. I’m sorry, I got well… Distracted.” I motion around and lift up some of the powdery dust to let it fall through my fingers.
“I… can see that.” Her voice is full of distaste as she just keeps trying to keep that dust off of her, which really is impossible not to giggle about a bit. “Well that’s okay. At least you feel okay, right…? No after effects of the treatments to stabilize your powers?”
Shaking my head I manage to smile. “I don’t think so. I feel good, really. A touch disoriented maybe, but well… I’m not sure if I can blame that on anything but… Yeah.” Blushing more I try to just nod and stand up, being extra careful not to let that dust distract me again, even if it would be just lovely to roll in it for a bit.
The dust just swirls about me, so chalky and thick and smooth and just so lovely, and that doctor just won’t give up trying to keep herself clean. “Ah. Well, feeling good is… Good. You should get yourself… Cleaned off. She’ll want to see you in an hour or so.” She seems so very frustrated with the dust and I can’t help but feel a little bit more embarrassed each time that she tries to brush a mountain of dust off of herself.
“Alright… Umm… Do you have any idea how to clean this up without…” With a nervous little giggle I twist my foot into the dusty carpet. “Does my room have a shower? Because otherwise I just… Don’t think I’ll be able to get clean enough. It’s everywhere…”
“Yes!” She sounds just as angry as she looks as she furiously tries to brush all of that dust off of her shoulders. “It has a very accommodating bathroom with a shower and everything!” “I’m sorry! This isn’t quite exactly my fault!” I sigh and look down at the floor, kicking a pile of dust away from my foot and into a bigger pile of dust. “It’s really not.”
She bends over to try and brush some of it off of her legs with a little bit of a frown. Really, she should just give up. It would take a shop vac to make this place clean, and then to clean someone off. “I’m not… I’m not saying it’s your fault. I just… It’s annoying. And itchy. That’s all.”
Watching her I can’t help but smile just a bit more and grin. This gives me a nice little idea, a very nice little idea. I don’t know why, but I’m feeling a little bit mischievous. “Hmm… I thought it felt pretty nice myself, but that might just be me.” I shrug a little bit and slowly look over the dusty room. “Oh well. I should probably clean myself up, huh?”
“Yeah. You should.” She keeps brushing and brushing, and it’s really not helping me resist temptation here. “Ugh. At least it looks like it comes right off.”
I can’t resist a school-girlish giggle as I caress the nightstand by the bed for moment to get my hand all dusty before winking and blowing a good heap of dust at the other woman. Instantly after I’m done I know I turn dark silver and I can’t figure out why the hell I just did that. Is it all of that dust? Damned dirty mind! It does feel kinda nice though, still.
“Do you mind?” She starts coughing in such a cute way that I just have to squirm and giggle. Adorable is the only word to sum up the feeling. “This stuff is itchy. I know you’re… saturated. So will you need anything else?”
Squirming just a little bit more at another cute cough I turn back to watch her again. She’s just so cute when she coughs. I almost wonder… “I…” Smirking I shrug just a bit. “Just tell dust I said thanks?”
“Yeah.” She starts to cough again and waves that clipboard that must be a part of her hand in front of her face which just stirs up much more of that dust, causing her to cough more and more by the moment. She’s just being silly, it’s not like the stuff gets in your lungs or anything. “I’ll tell he, or have someone else tell her.”
“I’d prefer it if you told her personally?” I force myself to just smile, to just look cutesy as I can with another twist of my toe. It’s not too hard, this used to be how I was for years and years. “Thanks… I should get clean. Oh, and it tastes really good, you should try licking some of it off.”
“I try to avoid her, she’s so-” But her tongue flashes out of her lips for a moment and quickly captures a good amount of that powdery chalky dust from off of the back of her wrist. “Why would I do- huh?” She smacks her lips and I can tell her tongue is moving around in her mouth and I have to admit that this is a lovely sight. I can maybe understand dust a little bit better at the moment.
Whether this is the Dust, some side effect of my powers being used too much or toyed with by their machines, I’m not sure. Frankly, at the moment I don’t care, but I can’t resist blowing a large cloud of dust into the girl’s ear, so I do just that.
She coughs more again, and puts a hand in front of her face as she coughs into it, as if her hand could actually block out the dust. “She’s so … Vampish. It’s unsettling.” She shakes her head, and the dust that settled in her hair moves back up into the air to rest on her ears and on her shoulders.
More of that dust in the air just makes me squirm, and giggle just a bit at the thought that the more she’s brushing herself off the more dusty she’s making herself. “Unsettling? You don’t think it’s sort of cute in an odd sort of way…?” The dust that hasn’t settled from her hair settles over the girl’s face when I blow it there with a quick little breath. “You know, this dust does feel pretty good for there being so much of it. You seem like you do so much work here, you know…”
“Sorta cute? The way she… No…” Her voice is firm as she still keeps coughing and gets back to trying to keep it off her arms in a motion that still just looks silly. “I do work hard around her, really hard, just… Is there anything else that you need? If not, I’ll just be going.”
I gather up some of the dust from her lab coat with just the tip of my finger and slowly press my finger to the doctor’s lips, right along with a very soft little spark of my silver light, just a soft little spark of that sweet sensual feeling. “What if I just want something?”
“S… something?” Her voice has to struggle out after she moans at the feel of that light, and her lips part just a faint little bit as her eyelids flutter.
“Well you said need… I just… Want to know if I can ask for something if I only want it…” I trace my silver finger slowly over her lips as they part. Sighing is a necessity, and this just looks so lovely. I step just a slight little bit closer and smile more by the moment. “Did that feel good…? Do you want another burst?”
“Huh I…” For just a moment she seems infinitely far away and I’m almost disappointed when he focus comes right back. “No… No I… What do you want? I can try my best to… I mean here are things to be done…” Her eyes are struggling, but I can see just how tired they are.
That sleepy look is just so gorgeous, just so beautiful, and I just want to see more of it. It must be pretty enjoyable, she definitely doesn’t look like she’s not having fun. Curiosity is strong enough to kill a cat and bring it back with satisfaction, so I can hope that applies to silver skinned supers. “Well … Right now, I’m liking this… So other things can wait… Maybe you just need to relax, you do work so hard…” I slowly slide my hand down to her neck, and with each of my fingers I let a stronger burst of that silver joy slide into her neck, and I can almost feel them as they slide through her nerves in that perfectly careful and sweet sort of way.
She can’t seem to do anything beside moan as she falls against me, her legs seeming to be useless and I can’t say that I mind. Carefully I pull her against me as she arches close in just the right way, reaching a hand up to softly caress her hair with a sweet little sigh. “Your voice is so sweet…” I lean back fainly and let her fall against me with a soft little purr. “I don’t know why, but I want to keep doing this… How does that sound…?”
“I… busy…” She struggles against me, trying to stop herself from falling into me and trying to stop the sweet little moan that slides out from her lips as she squirms against me. All of this dust and those lights most definitely are not helping her struggle.
“Please, for me…” Very carefully I kiss just the very tip of her nose and let every small part of my lips light up with that silver energy as my hands start to very softly caress over her sides through the lab coat as each little fingertip sends soft little sizzling sparks of silver into her body, and she shakes right into each and every one just perfectly. “And for you…”
“Oh god…” Her voice can barely find its way out from her lips and after my lips slowly pull back from her nose she slumps against me completely and I can almost see the silver in her mind through her eyes as those lids flutter perfectly. The lab coat makes her look so proper, it makes the helplessness just so much more…
Mewling comes from my lips unbidden and I watch her. It’s so satisfying, just watching her. I’ve never used my powers like this before, never, maybe a burst or two at most before, but never so much on anyone other than me. I smile just a little bit more and press my silvery lips to her own flesh toned pair, kissing firm and yet tenderly as I try something I’ve never tried before, focusing my energy as pure spike of that lovely light, not letting it just instantly dissipate but moving into her, letting it move around the inside of her body before it pops, and I shudder against her as it works.
She shudders against her and her eyes roll back. Her body is just so limp and it doesn’t stop shaking and twitching, and she moans against my mouth. It’s like no other moan I’ve ever heard before. It’s loud, long, obviously out of control and desperate. I can only see the whites of her eyes as they twitch and it’s like all of her body is just one big twitch as she squirms and arches, and as we both feel that silver spike of light pop, she turns even more limp than I’ve ever seen or felt someone be.
Faintly I pull my lips back and just kiss her forehead. No sparks this time, just my lips. Sometimes just a simple kiss can be plenty enough. “How do you feel…? Tell me, how dos this feel…?”
At first I’m not sure she can even talk, but she moans and whimpers, and her whispery voice sounds almost angelic. “… Amazing…” It takes her so long to actually be able to say it, she’s so limp in my arms and her head is lulled back in such a familiar way as her eyes slowly slide forward and back into place with such a deliciously glazed and distant look to them.
Very softly I hold her against me and just caress her, just savor in her closeness which is more than wonderful enough. “I get lonely at night… I’m used to at least having a big pillow to hold on to…” Ever so faintly I kiss just softly at her neck. “I’d like it… If you would be my new body pillow…”
“B… bo… Body… P… that… Niiiice…” Her voice hisses out from those sweetly limp lips as her eyes flutter each time my lips softly press to her skin.
“Thanks dear… Tell me your name, I don’t think I have any idea who you actually are…” I reach up and thread my fingers through her hair, and let my sparks slide into my fingers, but I don’t let them pulse out. I just let them stay right in my fingertips just enough to keep them warm and sparkly.
“Ooo…” She shudders as my fingers slowly move over her scalp, her neck lulling this way and that. “I’m… Windy…”
“Windy, Windy, Windy…” Softly I juss right beside her lips again, letting my finger strail gentle little spirals and circles with my warm fingertips. “Windy by day, pillow by night… Doesn’t that sound nice …?”
She nods along with those spirals and circles, and she’s just so limp. Oh what I would give to be able to feel those thoughts move in hr head. “… pillow by night…”
“Good… Now…” I can’t help but giggle to myself, just a little bit before letting myself grin. Wow. Nothing has ever made me feel quite so sexy, quite so sizzling, or quite so … Alive. “Want to help me get clean?”
“S… sure… Clean is good…” She mutters out her words again in that cute limp way as she nods, pressing against me simply by trying to move at all.
“Good Windy…” Very softly I help her stand and carry her into the bathroom. It is pretty impressive, I would never have imagined getting something nice as this just for doing odd jobs throwing my sparks around and hopefully saving the day and the like.
I start the water, and when it’s just right I have her help us both with our clothes, and we get to cleaning. It’s not any sort of brilliant shower sex scene. As lovely as the thought really sounds, I’m covered with dust and I have a meeting in less than an hour. Blowing a shower off for sex will not help things, and not to mention that I’m not quite sure how I feel about taking advantage of her quite that much.
Not too long later we’re both clean and I order her to towel the both of us off and for her to get dressed. I want to look through my dresser first but Windy probably does have somewhere she needs to be. “Now… Wake up. And I ant you to ever so vividly remember each and every small little thing.”
“Uh, okay…” She sways for a moment or two, nodding faintly before she starts shaking her head, brushing her shoulder off, and looks around, likely for her clipboard, and then blushes darker than any woman I’ve ever seen.
Now I’ve had lots of grins before, but this grin is the widest, most self satisfied grin that I have ever had. I raise my hand up and wiggle my fingers in another of those cutesy finger curling and uncurling waves. “Good morning, Windy. I think you’ll be glad to know that I’m responding well to the training or whatever was done to… Stabilize… My powers.”
Her mouth gapes open and for a moment I can tell she’s not sure if she should keep her mouth open or closed. “That… That’s good…” She sucks her lips into her mouth and starts looking side to side, justifiably distressed.
“Something wrong? I could never do that before, you know, or at least I never knew that I could. It felt pretty nice for me too…” I innocently lick the tip of my finger as I walk over to where she dropped her clipboard some time back and hold it up to her. “Hmm. So is there anything else you needed?” “I… I… need to go.” Her voice is much softer and she keeps taking small backwards steps away from me, bushing almost dark as a cherry.
For just a moment I step towards her and nod. “Oh, you need to go, but you don’t want to, so you won’t yet. Don’t worry. I don’t intend to burn you out… I think you’re cute, and you haven’t been mean to me so…” I wink just a bit and shift my hips to the side. “Will I be seeing you tonight, Pillow?”
She shakes her head and just looks away, blushing more and more and looking less and less confident by the moment. “I… I dunno… I might be busy…”
“Alright… Just remember, I’m always very, very gentle with my pillows…” I smile and wink, blowing a silvery kiss and I can’t help but giggle. “So, think I should go up and meet with her yet?”
“No…” her voice is still so soft, it almost makes me want to silver her up again. “Not for about forty-five minutes.” She’s obviously trying not to blush, but it’s really not working. She keeps brushing at her lab coat again even though the dust isn’t settling over it again. To be honest, a part of me is a bit frustrated that she’s not reacting to a very silver skinned me wrapped up only in a towel.
Pouting just a bit I step closer and grin in that mischievous sort of way again before I just give her a tight hug and lightly whisper into her ear. “I hope you try to make yourself unbusy.” Without another word I slowly stroll away from her and move over to start going through my new dresser.
She just stays standing there, holding her clipboard tightly and I can only assume that she stays there as I start to paw through some of the actually pretty nice clothing that’s here waiting for me. I wonder if she knew I would accept her offer or if I just happen to have a very common size. The next sound I hear out of Windy is light tiptoeing. She’s not so stealthily trying to head for the exit.
For a long moment I watch her with a worried sort of smile. I enjoyed it, but… It’s totally out of character for me. I feel so disoriented and weird. Using my powers like that… I just feel different, and tingly all over. I hadn’t noticed it at the time but using my powers like that didn’t make me wind up cold, but I do feel tingly.
With a slight little wink to the doctor I wave again. “Take care of yourself, Pillow-Windy.” She squeaks loudly and rushes out the door, closing it tight behind her. So now I’m left alone with plenty of time to burn before my appointment. First things first, I drop the towel and change into a violet top and a mid length silvery skirt. The purple really seems to go well with my flesh tone, and I just can’t resist sliding that skin on when I see just how much it shimmers.
All alone I just look around my room nervously before I finally remember those papers that I was supposed to deal with already. I’m already late at getting to them… Apparently it’s detailed information on the accommodations, what’s expected from me as an employee, and a rundown of my powers that all reads pretty familiarly. Oh, and there are also some legal forms that I’m supposed to sign. Obviously I’m going to need to sign some wavers. Being a super is dangerous, and there is probably a lot of red tape for a mercenary business as it is.
I grab up the forms and take a seat in the chair that Dust was sitting in last night as I look over all of what’s expected of me. None of the rundown of my powers is anything new. Didn’t Windy mention most of that already? I shrug, ready to just sign all of these silly legal forms.
There really are a lot of these legal forms, and as I flip through the pages they seem to change in color from white to a very sort of soft pink. At first I feel a little bit worried for just how much I’m signing. Power of attorney seems small by about half way through with all of these forms, but each time I write out my signature I feel just a little bit nicer. Maybe I feel a little bit confused for why I’m sighing over quite so much, but I still sign each one, biting my lip before each time and sighing at the sweet feeling of writing out “Silver” over and over again. Besides, just because I’m signing all of this, doesn’t mean anything will actually ever come of most of it.
Reading pink forms oddly feels nicer on my eyes, probably something to do with the way color flows or something. Soon as there’s a full pink page it starts to fade from pink to silver, the same silver color as my sparks or as my skin. It’s like I’m signing everything away, absolutely everything to my own… To my own mind numbing Silver power that I thought was just handy for distraction in a pinch. I think of how Windy looked as I feel my eyes hood just a bit at how nice it feels as I sign more and more signatures, feeling just a bit worried.
The last page almost glistens, and all it says is “Mind, Body, and Soul” and then has an “x” and the signature line way down at the bottom. Looking over it I squirm just a bit and press the pen that came with the pages just lightly down into the paper. I don’t write my name, I just look at it and debate, worry if this is right. My mind, body, and soul? That’s… You can’t sign that away with a contract, can you?
But the words just stay there, glistening as if they were really made out of silver light, and it feels so delicious as it slides into me through my eyes and feels just so right. Within a moment or two I find myself flipping through all of the pages without even realizing it as if it was a flipbook as it turns from white to pink to silver. I can almost feel myself fading into it, fading out or… It feels so nice to just watch it, and as the pen moves on that bottom line it feels more like I’m watching myself sign every last thing away. It’s not even me signing away my own soul.
The pages stares at me, glistening words and the dark signature, Silver, written in my handwriting. It almost feels unreal, but it is. I flip through the book and just let myself bask in just how powerful, just how strong it is and just how official it all feels. It glistens so deep inside of me and I can feel it, I’m owned, owned by her… I signed myself away without even being the one using my hand.
Before I know it though, forty five minutes have passed and I know that it’s time for my meeting. I shake my head just a bit to try to center myself and get up to head to the elevator to meet p with her. It should be a quick simple little meeting, even though I feel so unsure about just what’s happening and jus what is coming next. She owns me now, but that… That just feels so strange. Is that right?
The elevator isn’t too hard to find, and apparently my room is on floor seventy three. I’ll have to keep that in mind. No one else is in the elevator and no one else tries to get in with me again so before I know it I’m in Pink’s reception room again and the pink haired girl is sucking on a lollipop.
It’s amazing how fast an elevator can go when you’re lost in thoughts that aren’t quite all making sense.
I look over at pink with a little bit of a nervous smile and wiggle my fingers to her in another one of what feels like a trademark wave. “Hello again Pinky…”
“Hi!” She pulls the lollypop out of her mouth as she calls out, those dull vacant giggly eyes are just so wide as she grins and holds that lollipop out to me. She looks so expectant, but I just can’t indulge in that again. No, I’ll get lost in the taste and I’ll be late for my meeting!
Biting my lip I try to just smile a little bit and giggle to blow away some of the tension in the air. “Can I pass this time…?”
“I dunno if I can let you without at least oooone liiick.” Her voice just sounds so pitiful and her eyes turn from giggly to hurt. “You really look good you know. Much more mature, eyes and skin and all… It’s nice.” She giggles as her eyes trail over me for just a bit and I squirm to her eyes. “I guess it’s okay if you don’t want any… But maybe?” She holds that lollipop out just a little bit more as if to emphasize her point.
Sighing just a bit I almost lean forward to get a lick but stop myself at just the last moment but then blink. “Wait, my eyes?” I flush just a faint bit and squirm, raising up an eyebrow. “I… I could take a lick or two, but what do you mean I look more mature?”
“You look more mature!” she nods as she still holds up that lollipop and pulls out a pink colored compact and opens it up, but holds it behind the lollipop in an obviously playful sort of way.
I bite my bottom lip before giving it a single lick and Mmm it feels so good all over again, so sweet and pink and soft. I take a glance into the compact and gasp. My eyes are about as silver as silver gets, with only faint differences between the once whites of my eyes, the iris, and the almost mercury like pupils. My skin is a much more shimmery silver tone, there’s not even a faint bottom coat of peachy flesh tone anymore.
Squirming at that sweet lollipop I squirm and stare into the compact for a long time and then flush. It’s such a dark silver, as if my blood is silver now instead of red, and for all I know that might just be true. I don’t want to cut myself to find out, so I’ll just be content. “I’ve been using my power a lot again… I might just end up staying like this, this time.”
“This time? What, this has happened before?” She tilts the mirror, obviously trying to see herself. The lollipop is still inches away from my lips.
Still smiling I look to the lollipop and though I’m tempted, I just can’t. “When I use my powers a lot, all of my colors turn silver. For awhile I was using them for everything, but I kept wearing myself out so I had to tone it down a bit…”
“Well… If it’s just being around us from now on…” She pulls the lollipop slowly back just a bit, keeping it just out of my range. “What does it matter?”
I can’t help but lean forward with it and squirm just a bit. “I guess you’re right… But hey, wait, what do you mean just us? I thought I was…?” I blink and still watch the lollipop. Aren’t I supposed to be going out and doing all of those odd jobs and whatever The Lady needed done?
“Us. As in… us… People like us. Different and all.” She pulls the lollipop just a little bit more out of reach, and just a little bit closer to herself. She’s giggling so very much and I can tell she’s having difficulty coming up with words to say.
Blushing a bit more I’m almost actually leaning over her desk by now. Well I am a little, but not quite enough to fall over. “Were you always like this…? I mean, I hate to be rude, Pink… You’re really cute and all, you know…”
“Oh, I know.” She giggles even as she speaks and sucks her lips into her mouth for a moment as she leans forward towards me and I can tell just where her lollipop is leading me. “No, I wasn’t always like this… But I decided that it’s more fun… So I used my powers on myself…” She giggles and smiles so much, so damned vacantly. “Things are much nicer now.”
I smile even though I’m more than a little bit scared by just how crazily giggling she is, but I lean closer and kiss her full force on the lips. I let my sparks sizzle and slide into her own sweet pink lips as I reach out to hold the lollipop.
Her eyes flutter as my lips press into mine and she melts towards me. Her hand starts to limp as she starts to shiver, and I can feel that sweet feeling of her surrender to those sparks against her lips.
Very slowly I pull the lollipop away from her but keep the kiss strong, my eyes slowly closing as I squirm, pushing rush after rush of silver bliss into her before finally pulling back, shivering as the kiss breaks and I slowly step just a little bit away.
Pink’s eyes just keep fluttering as the kiss breaks, and as my lips pull away it’s like a fuse has blown and she slumps back into the chair, so cute and limp. Her pink hair is slightly disheveled and her arms just slump at her sides as she rolls just a bit in her office chair, and the way she moves almost looks as if she’s floating.
Watching her without a giggle is nearly impossible. I can’t help but love seeing her like this, as if a part of me has been craving to see that look and now I finally get to indulge. I smile and very slowly lower the lolly onto her desk with a smile before hopping over the desk just like I would always hop over Linda’s counter to stroke Pink’s cheek. I miss Linda’s Diner already, but… “My lips feel so good, don’t they?”
“Yesss… Better than candy…” her voice mutters out in the same limp sort of way that Windy’s did as she leans vaguely towards my hand with those still fluttery eyes. Besides the slight leaning she’s so limp and there’s no strength in her body. She’s just so lost and her voice sounds so far away. Her fingers are vaguely moving, maybe as if they could reach the lolly, but those arms aren’t moving.
I smile as I pull her just a little bit closer as I lightly slide my fingers between the fingers of her moving hand, giving her just a slight little spark. “Good little Pink… My touch is a new, Special, special kind of candy… And you can have all of it that you want, but you have to do me a special little favor… Can you do that?”
Her hand twitches in reaction to the sparks and she moans just a bit in a soft little yes as she sinks into the chair. She looks just so undeniably cute like this.
“Good little Pink…” I smile just a little bit more and keep stroking over her hand. “Dearling, can you repair what you did to yourself? I’d love to give you this gift, but I don’t think a candy-brained girl would be able to appreciate it…”
“Re… repair? I’m not… Broken…” She sighs as she nuzzles Into the hand still lightly caressing her face.
“Oh?” I raise an eyebrow and smile quite a bit more. That sounds a lot better, I just hated the thought of her being all mindless like that. Something about it just bothers me. “Does that mean that you can be all unmelted, able to think if I tell you to?”
Her voice slips out as she ever so slightly squirms. She’s just so empty and deliciously limp. “Uhhh huuuuh…”
Purring I nod just a slight little bit. “Then when I snap these lovely… Fingers… Of mine… You’re going to have a head full of easy to remember memories, and as a reward, you can always taste my lips against yours.” Smiling at this point is something I would have to try not to do. “Do you understand, my precious Pink?”
“Y… yes…” Her tongue slowly moves over her lips as if in anticipation. She’s having so much trouble not sliding out of the chair and melting into the floor, and nearly as much trouble just trying to keep her eyes open.
There’s nothing not tempting about the new use of this power. They all love it, they all enjoy it… I snap my fingers sharply as I can, right by her face before I hop back over her desk and turn back towards her with a smile, leaning on the desk just a bit. “Morning, dear…”
“Oh… Oh… Oooh…” Her fingers lightly touch over her lips as those sounds just flow out from between them. She seems so preoccupied by them that she can’t even talk. Slowly though her eyes slide wider open and she leans towards me smiling warm as a fire. “Hello Silver. How are you today?”
Grinning just a bit I laugh and squirm. It feels so good to know that even if I took advantage of her to do it… It feels so right, it’s such a rush to use my power like this. “I’m glorious. I’m glad to see you’re so thoughtful. Just out of curiosity, do you know your last name now?”
“Yeah, I do…” She nods as she speaks and seems just a bit confused. “Kinda strange… Have I forgotten it before?” She twirls a finger in her pink hair as she bats her eyes. She might still be a bit of a ditz anyway, but not quite as brainless.
I nod and laugh just a little bit more. “No worries babe, no worries… You’re ver so lovely either way.” My lips just keep spreading wider in the biggest smile I can remember having before I let out a soft little sigh. “Well, I have a meeting with the woman behind the door, mind if I go in?”
“Oh sure…” She smiles more as she talks. “Anything for you Miss Silver. Anything you’d be wanting? Any messages or anything else done while you’re in there? I can do all kinds of things from here. I’m at the nexus of the building!”
I grin just a bit, and I can just feel my mind plotting, which is just something that I’m not used to. Plot? Plotting isn’t something a good person is supposed to do, is it? I shrug. Desperate times call for desperate measures, maybe. I’m not even sure I care. “If you could, send a message to remind Windy she needs to talk to Dust? Thanks Pink.” I blow her a silvery kiss with a little spark included, and it flies to her lips with a soft little tingle.
Pink moans just as the doors open and within a moment I’m back inside of that large windowed office with that beautiful well dressed woman. Smiling to myself as I close the door I lean against it and squirm just a bit in silent satisfaction. “You wanted to see me, Miss?”
“Yes. I did. Did you sign the papers?” Her voice is so curt and quick as she taps a pen against her desk as she swivels slightly back and forth in her large and obviously important chair.
I nod as I slowly approach the desk. “Sort of odd, though. It seems everything is odd around here.” “What do you mean?” She tents her fingers as she watches me, and slowly her eyes hood just a bit. She seems pretty satisfied with herself too.
“The paper… And it was all funny. And Dust…” I look around the room just a little bit before taking a seat. “It strikes me that if I knew just one little bit more of information that it would all make sense.”
“Oh? And what is that dear?” She leans just a little bit closer as her elbows rest on the desk and she actually looks rather interested.
I lean forward too, and raise a silver eyebrow slowly. “Why.”
“Why… What…?” She leans back in her chair as she looks around as if something in the office might have the answers, but I know she’s the only one with them.
I follow her look though, just for the sake of it. Maybe something will alert me to just the answer is. “Why you made this place, why we all stay here, why I had to sign all of those forms…” Smiling just a little bit I stand from the chair, looking around slowly.
“Why… To make money dear. To use you to make money and to recruit others to help me make money. It’s a very nice set up really… Why do you ask? I mean I thought it was pretty obvious.” She sets her pen down and leans back in her chair, sliding her legs up onto the desk.
Watching that motion of her legs I shiver just a bit as my eyes go wide. “Money? You’re… You’re going to use me, and the others, to get more people, get more money to use them…” I feel myself twitch and squirm just a bit. “But you wouldn’t tell me this if these forms hadn’t sealed something, or you just haven’t noticed that I’m coming into my prime.”
“What do you mean coming into your prime?” She raises her eyebrow, asking in a very tentative voice.
With a smile I step just a bit closer and stretch out a fist towards her before raising my pointer finger and slide out a silvery spark to twinkle just at the tip of my finger. “Would you like to feel just what this can do?”
“Cotton pink legs.” She doesn’t even sound vaguely worried, those hooded eyes maybe getting just a bit more hooded in the process.
I squirm and whimper, biting my lip harder as I try to keep my hand pointing, trying to keep the star aimed. “Mmm… Nn… Damn it… Feels good…”
“Cotton pink legs, Silver.” She smiles wider as she very slowly says each word, as if she was kissing it out from her lips into my brain. “Cotton. Pink. Legs.” Slowly as she says legs, her legs move, and she crosses them again.
Shivering I can’t even hope to stay on my feet as I shudder and fall to my knees, nuzzling lightly against the desk. I can see, and feel those legs in my mind… “Ooh… Pretty… Soft… Pink… Smooth…” I stare at her legs best as I can with a faint little whimper.
“Cotton pink legs.” As she says it, it feels like someone is massaging into my brain. Each little word sends me deeper, and I can feel those feelings washing over me as one of those pretty long legs stretches up and out in a very showy fashion. “Cotton pink legs Silver… You silly girl. What were you even planning to do?”
I squirm and groan, biting at my lip and staring at that leg as I see both of them moving, tightening around my head in my mind, so perfectly as I try to squirm closer. “Just… Want to… Know what’s been happening… Brain hasn’t been… Mmm… Feeling quite right…”
“That’s because it’s my brain now.” Her leg stays stretched out as it slowly lowers down, and strokes against the side of my face. Moaning I nuzzle into it and shudder ever so lightly. “Because you’re mine now. Tell me what you are silver. Tell me exactly what you are.”
Squealing, shivering, I try not to just wiggle and squirm helplessly at the touch of that magical leg that squirms against me and pulses inside of my mind. “I… I’m yours… I… I don’t know what else…” I try to struggle, but I’m just sinking deeper into the quicksand the more that it sinks into me.
“What else dear?” She keep rubbing that leg against my face and I just keep squirming. I hear the sound of a pen on a pad of paper, and by the sound of her voice, she’s not especially interested in me at the moment, but I don’t care.
“Silver…?” I whimper, squirming, melting against her leg. “Special…? I … I don’t know… Please, tell me…”
“What do you mean? What is it you want?” She drops the pen and the pad and looks at me, and seems at leas at little bit surprised.
I look back to her, swaying, squirming. “I… I don’t know what I am…? I mean… I’m Silver… But…” I’m at a loss for words and I’m sure that she can tell.
“You are silver. You are my silver. In your head you think of yourself with a capital first letter… But cotton pink legs now… Lower case that, you are silver when you are next to me. You may be Silver around others, but you are mine. You are here to make my desires fulfilled. That is what you do. That is your whole purpose.”
Groaning, those words make me shudder and I feel so helpless as I melt more than limp. “Fulfill your desires… My purpose… I am silver…” I can almost taste the lowercase on my lips.
“Good… Do you know who and what you are now my little silver toy? That’s what you are, a silver toy. Like a wind up metal dolly, just for me to play with. Oh, you can play with others, but you’re not their toy. You’re mine. Right, silver?”
“I’m a… a toy. A little silver toy, a metal dolly… Just for you… All yours… Right…” Squirming more, I slowly move to kneel, looking up at her with eyes waiting to prove I’m worthy of my purpose, pleasing my Owner.
“Now, this meeting is just a confirmation After I say a few more things, I’m going to make your brains ooze out your ears and do to you things that you won’t be able to remember but will never forget. That sounds nice hmm? But first, I’m thinking of using you as a recruiter agent. See, like Pink and Dust, your powers are very… Persuasive. In fact, you top the charts really. Does this seem alright to you?”
Why is she asking me? I’m just a toy. “If it… Seems alright to you…” Whimpering, shivering, squirming, gasping… “Hurts, to forget… My old life… I can feel it still… In there…”
“You don’t have to forget anything dear. You can remember everything. Why do you think you have to forget? I don’t think you understand…” She reaches for one of those metallic balls again and holds it in the air. “Let me explain…” And as she lets it go… It feels like an eternity before it hits, more than an eternity away, and as it clicks, its like a blow to everything, and I’m sent spiraling away…