My friend's plus one
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I couldn’t stop staring at Steve’s lips throughout the evening meal. It was as if I’d never noticed them before. I bet they’d feel soft and inviting if I put my own against them. Kissing him seemed like such a wonderful idea… I blinked. I’d drifted off again, and just fantasized about making out with my friend. My GUY friend. What was going on with me?! Steve had asked me to be his plus one for the weekend on a work trip. He’d lied about having a girlfriend because the company valued people who were in relationships. They felt it made their employees work harder or some shit. Anyway, Steve asked me to wear this necklace that would transform me into a hot babe. He said I’d just have to ACT like his girlfriend, hold his hand and pretend I was smitten with him or whatever. I wasn’t sold till he said there’d be free meals and an open bar. So I put on the necklace. My whole body sbummered, and suddenly, I was a hot chick. It was weird, sure, but I still felt like myself. Until I found my mind wandering. I began thinking about Steve’s package. Like, his freaking dick. I’d imagined it all big and hard. I brushed it away quickly. But then I couldn’t stop thinking what it would be like to touch it. To have it in my mouth. It became an obsession. It had to be the necklace. Steve had said it would transform me, but it wouldn’t affect my mind. I think he’s wrong. This is confirmed when we get back to our room after the company dinner. The second we’re in the privacy of our room, I strip off all my clothes. I want him to see me. I want him to want me. I’m so turned om my voice is shaking. “Dude, I know you said this necklace wasn’t gonna warp my brain, but I just…I think you’re so hot right now.” Steve’s response was to laugh. “Yeah, sorry about that, man. I lied. It totally shapes your body AND mind into becoming my ideal girlfriend.” I giggled at this revelation and ran a hand through my long red hair. “Oh thank goodness! I just thought I was becoming gay! Now please get your cock out and fuck me!”