The iced lollies were all the rage at the raves she went to. They were of the type that had multiple bands of colour, each with their own flavour. The vendors would only sell them to the hottest girls, so it was a bit of a status symbol to get them. There were drugs mixed in with the ice, and the rumour was they were a top-notch concoction.
They *were* top-notch, but not in the way the girls assumed.
Each band of colour on the ice contained a different set of narcotics. The top layer, and the outer edge of all the rest, induced blissful euphoria. The girls got happy, and content. The next layer down numbed their brain. They became stupid and giggly. The next layer made them feel overheated and uninhibited. Most girls at this stage would begin to strip out of their clothes in public, uniformly exposing their tits and very often getting completely nude.
The second-last layer promoted arousal. Some girls under the influence of this would become flirty, affectionate and lustful with strangers, grinding up against other party-goers, crushing their tits against the chests of anonymous men and moaning sluttily in their arms. Others would just start masturbating in public, vaguely aware of how whorish they were being but unable to stop.
As the existing layers continued their work, raising arousal and reducing inhibition, the girls would often seek out more and more extreme sexual behaviours, demanding those around them abuse or degrade or hurt them. The second-last layer combined with this – it made the girls seek attention. They would want people to see them, to focus on them. They often asked to be filmed.
The last layer was a special concoction that promoted forgetfulness and re-inhibition. The girls would eventually pass out and wake up with no memory of the way they’d behaved other than a vague recollection of being very happy. They’d often be even more inhibited than when they started, more inclined to shame and humiliation, which made them flush all the brighter when someone eventually let them know what they’d done the night before.
For many of the girls, the only way to escape their shame was to seek out that euphoric feeling again. Luckily, the iced lollie vendor would still be camped at the rave venue, ready to dispense a second hit of their highly addictive product…
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Iced treats at raves turn unsuspecting girls into sex-crazed sluts.