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The poster, Charlotte thought, was the single best decoration she had ever owned. It worked on so many levels.
Firstly, as a piece of porn. The two nude girls it depicted were incredibly hot, even if they were sharing their kiss around the erect cock of a man. Better still, one of them was a redhead like Gina, and one was a blonde like Charlotte.
Secondly, as a satirical commentary on modern misogyny. No-one could think the poster was real. It was too over-the-top in its blunt depictions of lesbians turned into sex-objects by their lust and worship of a man’s dick. (Charlotte somehow knew they were lesbians, despite there being no indication of that in the picture.)
And thirdly, as a kind of… motivational poster? No, that wasn’t right. No one would be motivated by the poster’s gross patriarchal instructions.
DRINK LIKE A SLUT.
STRIP LIKE A SLUT.
SWALLOW CUM LIKE A SLUT.
BE HELPLESS LIKE A SLUT.
PLEASE MEN LIKE A SLUT.
BE STUPID LIKE A SLUT.
BREED LIKE A SLUT.
IT’S NOT YOUR CHOICE.
But nevertheless, staring at the words, in their strange metallic paint that reflected the light so oddly, made Charlotte calmer. More focused. Happier. That was why she looked at them for an hour every morning. They just… cleared her head.
She was doing better at work, too. Everyone liked her so much more than before. She wondered if she had been kind of a bitch, in the past. The poster had just helped her find a kind of attitude change, that made everything so much easier.
Gina had admitted that she was having a similar experience at her own job, as the receptionist at a doctor’s office.
Partly it was their new fashion sense. Both girls had gone out shopping, picking out clothes that they thought their male co-workers would especially like. They found blouses that would expose their cleavage, skirts that barely covered their ass and cunt, sexy lingerie that screamed “fuck me”, and heels so high that they could barely walk. The response at work was ecstatic – they were the focus of every man’s attention and interest.
But partly it was that they were nicer people. They brought their male co-workers coffee. They laughed at men’s jokes, even if they weren’t funny – and especially if they were a little bit misogynistic. They ran errands for men. They made a point to stand in ways that made it easier for men to see their tits and ass. When men commented on their appearance, they giggled and said “thank you” instead of – as they would have in the past – angrily telling them to fuck off.
They always asked men’s advice before making a decision, they sought men’s help for simple tasks, and they never argued and were always grateful.
They told each other that they were just manipulating men. It was so easy to get along with men when you acted like a bimbo. It was funny, really, how men would fall over themselves to do things for a woman if she just showed a little cleavage and acted stupid. They laughed, and suggested even more outrageous bimbo-ish ways for each other to behave. Charlotte dared Gina to lick an ice cream suggestively at work and then spill it into her cleavage, and she did. Gina dared Charlotte to ask the men in her office if they’d prefer her to not wear panties at work, and they said they would definitely prefer that, and then Charlotte stopped wearing panties.
Gina came home one day with some surprise presents. One was a wooden panel, engraved with the words, “Good Little Fuckdolls”.
“Get it?” she asked Charlotte. “Like the company on the box our poster was addressed to. I’m going to put it on our door. Don’t you think it’s funny?”
Charlotte thought it was hilarious, and giggled with delight as Gina screwed it onto their apartment door so everyone would see it.
Her other presents were a pair of white T-shirts with the words “GOOD LITTLE FUCKDOLL” on them in pink writing.
Charlotte loved hers. She loved the way it was slightly too small for her, and stretched over her large tits in a way that made the nipples visible through the fabric. Gina looked equally hot wearing her own, and they wore them to the local supermarket to buy more champagne, more hot dogs, more carrots and cucumbers, and any other phallic food they could find.
There was something erotic, Charlotte found, about having people stare at her and think that she was a disgusting slut. About knowing that they either were disgusted by her, or wanted to rape her, or both. It was freeing.
It was funny. It was satirical. She was making a commentary on prudish societal standards. Wasn’t she?
Every night, Charlotte and Gina got naked and drunk on the balcony, and fucked wildly while their neighbour watched, and filmed. Sometimes their neighbour had other male friends, who also watched. The girls would pour champagne over each other’s tits and cunt, and lick it off, and then fuck each other with food, and then make eye contact with their neighbour as they spread their cunts for his entertainment and finger-fucked each other to orgasm.
Sometimes when they were drunk they would make other bad decisions. While blind-drunk, Gina posted a picture of herself naked, fucking her cunt with a sausage, to her social media. Charlotte ordered a pizza, and when the male delivery driver came, she opened the door to him fully nude and kissed him on the lips before taking her pizza. Later, she sent a text to one of her male employees in which she said she wasn’t a “real lesbian” and that she hoped someone would rape her.
One night, two weeks after they had received the poster, Gina brought something else home from work.
“Ew, gross,” Charlotte protested, when Gina showed it to her – but her pussy was reacting very differently, and she went on to ask, “Is it real?”
“Of course it’s real,” said Gina. She was holding a medical specimen jar, filled with white fluid. “It’s a patient’s semen, from three different ejaculations.”
“Isn’t it… like, medical?” asked Charlotte.
“The doctor already tested it,” said Gina. “He’s completely healthy. I was supposed to dispose of it. We’ve started a new sexual health clinic so I’m going to get, like, a dozen of these every day, and most of them will be clean.”
“Have you…” began Charlotte.
“Tasted it?” replied Gina. Her eyes sparkled. “Oh, Charlotte – it’s the best thing in the world. I can’t believe we were missing out on this. They should tell you how good cum is before you identify as a lesbian. They should force you to taste it.”
Charlotte could hardly restrain herself in getting the jar off Gina, opening it, and sticking her tongue into it.
It may as well have been pure sugar. It was the best thing she had ever tasted.
Would she have felt this way… before the poster? Part of her mind was yelling at her that no, of course she wouldn’t have.
That part of her mind wasn’t experiencing just how delicious cum was. It was all Charlotte could do to not tip the entirety of it into her mouth immediately.
Charlotte quickly boiled a couple of hot dogs, and then they ran out onto the balcony nude, dipped a hot dog in the semen, and did their best to recreate the scene in the poster.
It felt incredible. Sharing the taste of actual cum with her girlfriend was the most erotic thing Charlotte had ever done.
She had to have more. She tipped a little of the sperm into her mouth, and then kissed Gina directly. They swapped the cum back and forth between them, until eventually Gina swallowed it.
And then Charlotte knew what she had to do next.
She put two fingers in the cum, and held them up to show Gina – and then moved them towards Gina’s pussy.
Gina spread her legs to give Charlotte better access.
Charlotte fucked the anonymous cum up into her girlfriend’s womb.
And then Gina was doing the same for Charlotte, and it felt so right – so perfect.
When all the cum was gone – vanished into their mouths or cunts – they got down to licking each other, and discovered that the cum made their twats taste even better.
Across the street, their neighbour watched and filmed.
And when it was done, and they had orgasmed, they knew what they needed to do next.
Gina beat Charlotte to it. She ran into the bathroom, and came back with two boxes of pills – their birth control.
She looked at Charlotte, and Charlotte nodded.
Gina threw the boxes off the balcony.
And the girls knew they would not be buying any replacements.
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Every day, Gina brought home between one and five sample jars full of cum, and the girls would go out naked onto their balcony and make it vanish into their mouths and fuckholes. It felt so good that Charlotte honestly every wondered if she would ever be able to enjoy sex again without cum being involved.
They found new, slutty ways to get drunk, too. Charlotte practiced a trick that seemed to greatly please their neighbour, where she would pop a bottle of champagne and then tap the side of the bottle to make it fizz up in a frothing geyser, and then she would lean over the bottle and fellate the neck with her mouth, doing her best to drink as much of the alcohol as possible even as it drooled out of her mouth. She imagined that it was a particularly potent cock jizzing down her throat, and it was her duty not to waste the precious semen.
After all, she was a Good Little Fuckdoll.
Gina had learned that the human body could absorb alcohol through the interior walls of the cunt and anus, and delighted in fucking her holes with full bottles of champagne, letting the alcohol swish around inside her. She would call Charlotte over before removing the bottle, so that Charlotte could press her lips against Gina’s twat or asshole and swallow the liquid as it squirted back out of her.
One evening while searching for her name on the internet, Charlotte found a site called “My Slutty Neighbours” – and when she clicked through, it was exactly what she had instantly known it would be: an archive of the footage their neighbour had been filming of them.
The site had their full names. He must have looked them up. Anyone who searched for Charlotte or Gina on the internet would see this page – would see them lezzing off on their balcony, licking sperm out of sample jars, fucking each other with items of food, spreading their cunts for the camera.
Part of Charlotte was horrified and panicky. This was her life – this page could ruin her life. Everyone who knew her could see this page, if they searched for her. They would think she was a whore.
But… it was funny, wasn’t it? A man being so obsessed with the lesbians across the road? Didn’t it make him look bad? They were just two girls having fun. What was wrong with that?
Actually, she liked that the footage was there. It would make a lot of men happy. And she liked it when men were happy.
She showed it to Gina, who had the same reaction. And then they got really turned on, looking at themselves exposed as whores on the internet, and they had to go back out on the balcony and fuck again.
It bothered her, as she fucked, that the video that her neighbour had was so poor quality. Didn’t he have a decent camera? He deserved to see their twats in high definition.
So the next day Charlotte bought some high-def web cams, and hung them across the balcony, capturing the area from a variety of different angles. She also put cameras in their bedroom, lounge room, kitchen, toilet and bathroom. And then she wrote a letter addressed to their neighbour, from “The Good Little Fuckdolls”, and in the letter she included the remote access details for the webcams.
And, without thinking, she also dropped in a key to their apartment.
She ran over to the building across the road in the middle of the night, completely nude, and dropped the letter in the appropriate box for their neighbour’s apartment.
And then she went home to fuck her girlfriend in the bedroom, with the webcam watching, as they both stared at their motivational poster – knowing that from now on, no matter what they did in their apartment, an infinite number of horny men could be watching them at any time.
It felt good.
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