Luan felt deflated as she and Olivia set out on one last trek, this time to the main desk. Having completed her assigned tasks, she had been looking forward to finally putting her clothes back on, even if there was very little of them. It was a serious letdown when she discovered all her things were missing.

“Don’t worry. Like I said, Donna will be cool,” Olivia consoled, and reached out to take Luan’s hand.

Luan wasn’t sure what to think when Olivia’s hand touched hers. It was warm and inviting, and she just let it happen. As they walked through the connecting rooms together, holding hands, she thought about how this would look if anyone happened to see them. One girl fully dressed, leading another completely nude. She didn’t try to stay near the shelves or furniture that might provide her a little cover. She just let Olivia lead her, trusting the friend she had met only an hour or so ago to take care of her. It felt good to hand that responsibility over for a moment.

Luan only hesitated when they started to turn the corner that would put her in view of the main desk. She began to slow down, resisting Olivia’s pull, but Olivia just looked at her and smiled, refusing to let go.

“Come on, let’s do this together,” Olivia said gently.

Together, but I’m the only one naked, Luan thought, but just nodded and let Olivia lead her up to the desk. As soon as she saw the woman waiting there, she blushed and tried to cover herself with her free hand.

“What’s this?” the woman behind the desk asked, looking down through half-moon glasses to get a better look at Luan. “A friend of yours?”

She was an older woman, maybe late 50s or early 60s. Her face was showing a few lines, and her light brown hair was pulled back in a bun, with a pencil absentmindedly stuck in it. She dressed pretty much the way you would expect a librarian to dress, with a long skirt and a sweater over a button-up blouse, all in greys and browns. However, the blouse was unbuttoned enough to show off a little cleavage.

“Donna, this is Luan. We just met, actually,” Olivia said, pushing Luan forward.

As Donna appraised Luan, Olivia gently took Luan’s left hand and guided it up to the small of her back. Luan turned her head to look at her new friend, not sure what she was doing, and Olivia met her questioning gaze with a kind smile and a reassuring nod, but said nothing as she turned Luan’s palm to face down, tracing her fingers along the open hand toward Luan’s fingertips. The caress made Luan shudder, and she hoped it wasn’t obvious to the librarian on the other side of the desk.

Olivia kept talking to the older woman as she did this, explaining that she’d helped Luan find some books she needed. Luan found it hard to focus on Olivia’s words because she felt Olivia’s hand on her right shoulder. Her fingertips traveled down her arm, gently drawing her elbow back, and straightening her forearm, causing Luan’s hand to slide away from where she had been unconsciously attempting to cover her bare crotch.

Luan felt the heat rising in her cheeks, but didn’t resist as Olivia took her right hand and brought it up behind her back, facing up, so that Luan’s hands were each clasping the opposite wrist, causing her back to arch slightly. Olivia then took a step back, leaving Luan completely exposed, with her tiny tits pushed forward.

“Hello, Luan. You seem a little…underdressed for the library. I seem to recall that I found you in a similar predicament last year, Olivia,” Donna said, not taking her eyes off the naked young girl presented so brazenly in front of her.

“Yes, and you were very nice about it,” Olivia said. “I told Luan you’d be cool.”

“Hmm, the word ‘cool’ has been used to describe me, but not with the connotation I think you intended,” Donna said, giving Olivia a little nod, then returning her gaze to Luan. “So what can I do for you? I’m sure Olivia here is quite capable of locating any books or periodicals you might require for your studies…”

Luan was speechless, unable to do anything except squirm awkwardly under Donna’s scrutiny. She could feel her nipples hardening, her pussy drooling down her thighs, and the plug teasing her anus with every little movement. This woman’s penetrating stare was even worse than the guys’ earlier looks. Luan opened her mouth, but couldn’t find her tongue. “Umm, I, er…”

“Apparently, someone took all of her things while she was away from her desk, and she is hoping they might be in the lost-and-found,” Olivia explained on Luan’s behalf.

“Ah, yes, the cleaning crew just delivered a bag and a laptop,” Donna said.

After a pregnant pause, where she remained focused on Luan, Donna finally turned and opened a cupboard behind the desk. There were many random items scattered across multiple shelves, along with a few boxes overflowing with various articles. She pulled out a backpack with a laptop sticking out of the open top. Luan recognized them immediately.

“Do you have your student ID or anything that will confirm these are your items?” Donna asked, after setting them on the desk between them and returning her gaze to the naked girl in front of her.

Luan wasn’t wearing her ID and got flustered for a minute before she remembered, “Oh! It’s clipped inside the bag, ma’am.”

Donna reached into the bag and pulled out Luan’s ID, which was attached to a retractable lanyard. She examined it, then looked at Luan.

“I suppose this is you,” she said, dryly. “Perhaps next time you should pose for your ID photo unclothed.”

Donna held her straight expression as long as she could, but when Olivia started to snicker, Donna broke as well, and they both started to laugh. Luan was confused and embarrassed, but then she realized this was Donna’s sense of humor, and she joined in, laughing with them.

Taking this as a sign that she could claim her stuff, she was eager to get some clothes back on, finally, even if it was just the little bits her Masters had left her. Luan stepped up to the desk and started rummaging through the bag. She found her sandals and set them aside, but not her shorts or the scrap of shirt she had been wearing.

“Was this everything?” Luan asked, frantically searching.

“That was all the cleaner gave me,” Donna said.

“Oh god! My clothes aren’t here!” Luan exclaimed, digging through the bag one more time, but still not finding them. She was on the verge of crying. All the emotions today, and she was so desperately horny, it was making her crazy.

“It will be okay,” Olivia said then, thinking quickly, “We can give you something to wear from the lost-and-found.”

“Certainly! Some of this stuff has been here forever. No one’s ever going to come for it,” Donna said, turning around to rummage through a couple of the boxes.

“Ask if they are okay with this,” Olivia whispered to Luan, miming typing on her phone while Donna was preoccupied.

Luan unlocked her phone and composed a quick message.

Luan: I got my bag and stuff, but my clothes are gone. Can I wear something from the lost and found?

It seemed like forever before she got a reply, while Luan had visions of them telling her no and making her run back to the dorm or have dinner with her friends nude.

TJ: Haha, sounds like you have a little problem.

Luan: Please, Masters. I’ll do anything.

TJ: Anything? That sounds like a decent bargain!

Luan wanted to smack her forehead. How could she be so stupid? But what did it matter, really? They could already make her do anything they wanted.

TJ: Is it just Olivia there with you?

Luan: The librarian is here at the main desk. Her name is Donna.

TJ: Yes, we know Donna. Of course Olivia would take you to her.

Donna had pulled several items out of the cupboard, placed them on the desk, and was waiting for Luan to choose.

Luan: So, may I please put on clothes from the lost-and-found, Masters?

TJ: Yes, but Olivia must approve your selection. We are sending her instructions.

Luan: Thank you, Masters!

Luan heard Olivia’s phone buzz. She pulled it out of her pocket and read the message, then nodded to Luan.

“Which do you think?” Luan asked, deciding it was easier just to let Olivia choose for her.

Olivia picked through the options and pulled out a t-shirt that seemed several sizes too big for Luan. It had a local band’s logo on the front that appeared to be hand-painted. She had never heard of Bad Lap Dance, and their logo looked like a neon rainbow exploded.

“Is there a belt or anything in there?” Olivia asked.

Donna went back to the cupboard and looked around.

“No belts. There is a scarf. It would probably go around her tiny waist twice,” Donna chuckled, bringing the scarf back to the desk.

“That’s perfect!” Olivia said.

Still standing right in front of the main desk, Olivia helped Luan shimmy into the oversized shirt. The material dragged across her already hard nipples. The painted areas were especially rough, and she had to stifle a moan. They had gotten more sensitive than she could ever remember. The V-neck was large and loose, baring her chest daringly low, within an inch of her nipples, which were clearly visible through the thin material. She was glad she had small areoles. The tail of the shirt hung down just below her gluteal fold – while standing upright, anyway. Olivia wrapped the scarf around her waist, turning the shirt into a makeshift mini-dress that left very little to the imagination.

Luan bent over to put on her sandals, and she could feel the shirt stretch over her ass and rise a little. She looked down to see how bad it was.

“Here, let me get a picture so you can see how it looks since there isn’t a mirror or anything,” Olivia offered.

Luan handed Olivia her phone. She knew that this was more for the Masters than for her. Olivia took one picture from the front, had her turn around to get one from the back, then returned the phone. Luan checked the pictures. She looked like some kind of groupie whore, but it was better than nothing, and probably better than what she had on top earlier. She forwarded the two photos to the Masters.

TJ: Not bad. No bra or panties, right?

Luan: No, Masters, just like you told me.

TJ: How’s that plug feeling?

Luan: My asshole is starting to get a little sore, Masters, but it is making me so horny I can’t stand it.

TJ: I hope you haven’t cum.

Luan: No, Masters. I promise I won’t until you give me permission.

I just hope they do it soon, Luan thought.

TJ: You haven’t lubed your plug recently. Do it before you leave the library. Borrow some proper lube from Olivia.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

TJ: And enjoy dinner with your friends 🙂

Luan: Thank you, Masters.

“Thank you both so much,” Luan said, putting her phone away.

“It doesn’t seem like much,” Donna said, looking her over. “But who am I to judge what you young people wear?”

“Olivia, can you show me where the nearest restroom is before I go?” Luan asked, hoping she would get the hint and not just point her in the right direction.

“No worries, I need to go as well,” Olivia said. “Donna, can you hand me my bag from under the counter, please?”

Donna retrieved Olivia’s small sling bag and handed it across the desk. Both girls thanked Donna and then headed towards the restrooms.

“Do try to keep a closer eye on your things in the future, dear!” Donna called after them with a chuckle as they departed.

Luan waited until they were far enough away from Donna that she wouldn’t overhear their conversation before asking, “The Masters said I should ask about borrowing some real lube for my plug.”

“Yes, they sent me a message, too. They want me to show you how to take care of yourself with the plug,” Olivia said. “I can’t believe you’ve been wearing that plug this whole time without lube?”

“I’ve been using my own umm….fluids? There seems to be an endless supply,” Luan said, blushing.

“That works in a pinch, but it doesn’t last very long,” Olivia explained. “Let’s do this, and then you can take what I have. The bottle is almost empty, but it should last until you can get some.”

They reached the restroom. It was an older style intended for a single occupant, but Olivia followed Luan in and locked the door behind them. She pulled a small bottle from her bag, less than half full of a clear, viscous liquid, and held it up for Luan to see.

“Bend over and let me see that cute little tush,” Olivia said, smiling and giving her a little smack on the ass.

Luan was mortified and turned bright red. Of all the things she had done today, why did this feel the most humiliating?

I really like Olivia, Luan thought, and she has helped her through some awkward situations today and given me some good advice. This is just another embarrassing situation, right? Besides, I don’t really have a choice, do I?

Having finally talked herself into it, she turned to face the toilet, lowered the lid, and bent over, placing her hands on it.

“Wow, that shirt really is short. I don’t even have to pull it up,” Olivia said, making Luan blush even more.

Luan felt Olivia’s warm fingers reach between her ass cheeks and begin working them under the plug’s T-shaped handle.

“You are really tight. I’m guessing you are an anal virgin.” Olivia said, making it sound like just an everyday conversation and not discussing whether Luan had been fucked in the ass.

“Yes,” Luan squeaked.

“Trust me, you’re going to love it when you try it,” Olivia said, “Now, just relax. It’s sticking a little where you haven’t lubed. You might need to push a little to help it come out.”

Luan closed her eyes, let out the breath she was holding, and tried to relax her sphincter. Olivia finally managed to get her fingers around the base, and she began to pull. Luan could feel the first steel ball, the largest, stretching her. Olivia kept a constant, steady pace, and Luan finally felt it slip free. The sensation caused her to clench and resist the next two, but Olivia continued to pull, and they both popped out one after the other, causing Luan to moan.

Why does that feel so good? Luan thought.

The next thing she felt was the touch of warm metal against her lips and the musky scent of her ass under her nose! Her eyes popped open, and she pulled back from the plug in front of her face. She opened her mouth to ask Olivia what she was doing, but Olivia tried to shove the plug into her mouth. Olivia paused, noticing her resistance.

“What are you doing?” Luan asked, surprised.

“Have they not taught you to put the plug in your mouth when it comes out of your ass?” Olivia asked, as if it were a normal thing to do.

“No! Last time I just cleaned it off and then stuck it in my pussy to get it wet,” Luan said.

“Well, you might as well get used to it,” Olivia said, still holding it in front of her face. “This is Miss T’s rule.”

Luan was still hesitant.

“Have they told you to get an enema bag yet?” Olivia asked. “It looks very clean, but you are going to want to use an anal douche every morning, just to be sure, and they will want you to really clean yourself out at least once a week.”

“Miss T did mention putting an enema bag on the list that she was going to send me,” Luan said, “I guess now I know why.”

Luan looked at the plug again. It seemed clean enough, and the smell wasn’t too strong. Olivia gently stroked her hair, helping her to relax and accept this new requirement. Tentatively, she opened her mouth and allowed Olivia to put it on her tongue, then she closed her lips around the slender part of the shaft so the base was against her lips. Luckily, it wasn’t quite long enough to reach her throat, but it was heavy and filled her mouth. She instinctively started to suck on it like a lollipop or a pacifier and avoided letting the metal touch her teeth.

“Good girl,” Olivia said as she returned her attention to Luan’s backside.

Olivia spread Luan’s cheeks and then traced around her hole. No one had ever played with Luan’s asshole like this. It tickled, but the sensation sent tingles through her pussy and clit as if they were all connected to the same nerve. She had to force herself not to wiggle. It was utterly humiliating as she moaned through the plug, not even trying to hide her arousal.

“Hehe, you like that, don’t you?” Olivia teased. “Me too.”

Luan couldn’t really reply with the plug in her mouth, so she just moaned again. She could feel an orgasm starting to build.

“It looks a little red, but I think you’ll be fine once we put the lube on there. It has some aloe in it. That should help with any soreness,” Olivia said, “but before I do, you should probably pee. I know you haven’t since we met up, and there is always a risk of the plug coming out if you aren’t careful, so you’d better go now while it’s out.”

Luan was embarrassed just by the thought of urinating in front of Olivia, but now that she had mentioned it, she felt the urge. Hesitantly, she stood up, lifted the toilet lid, turned around, and sat on the seat. She felt even more embarrassed by the little T-handle sticking out of her mouth.

“Sorry, I just have to do this,” Olivia said with an impish grin as she twisted the handle of the plug, turning it sideways. “Now it almost looks like a smile.”

Both girls giggled for a moment, Luan’s muffled by the plug, until Olivia pulled her phone out.

“You look too cute not to take a pic,” Olivia said, “and I’ll send it to Miss T and score you some bonus points.”

Luan froze in place while Olivia took a picture of her sitting on the toilet in nothing but the t-shirt pulled up to her waist, and the shiny handle of the buttplug covering her lips.

After sending the photo, Olivia turned her back to Luan and said, “I’ll give you some privacy, but I won’t sing the way they did in the old movies.”

Luan had no idea what she was talking about, but it did help a little, since this bathroom was intended for a single person and had no stalls or dividers. Luan relaxed and finally was able to get the job done. As she wiped herself dry, even the toilet paper made her clit tingle. She got up, lowered the cover, and flushed, then resumed her former position as Olivia turned back around.

“Okay, let’s get this done, then you can do me,” Olivia said. Luan hadn’t been expecting that but was still silenced by the plug in her mouth and couldn’t respond.

Luan heard the snap of a cap opening, then closing. Finally, she felt Olivia’s fingers again, covered in a cool gel. Olivia circled Luan’s anus lightly, giving her another shiver, then pressed a finger into the hole itself. Between the lube and Luan having worn the plug all day, she was able to force past the sphincter ring pretty easily, even with Luan tensed and fighting against the intrusion without meaning to.

“You really are super tight,” Olivia said in a complimentary tone. “Someone is going to really enjoy taking your ass one of these days.”

The suggestion planted itself in Luan’s brain, and she imagined Reggie lining up his hard cock with her tight little hole as she continued to moan and squirm on Olivia’s gyrating finger. After spending a little more time than was strictly necessary just to lubricate, she finally withdrew from Luan’s hole.

“That should be good enough. Let me have the plug,” Olivia said, taking the base between her fingers and pulling the plug out of Luan’s mouth.

Luan offered no resistance. Having to take the plug into her mouth fresh from her ass had really driven home the feeling that she was owned now. However, Olivia seemed to have accepted it as almost normal.

“See, it’s not so bad,” Olivia said, as she made a little show out of smearing some lube over the three steel balls and shaft of the plug where Luan could see.

“I guess not, but all of this is going to take some getting used to,” Luan said, finally able to speak. She was starting to feel thoughtful about everything that she had done today.

“It’s a lot at first, but everyone I have met has learned to enjoy it most of the time,” Olivia said, giving Luan a knowing smile.

Luan wasn’t sure how she felt about it all. ‘Enjoy’ wasn’t the word she would use, but she could see how it might be fun sometimes. Having Olivia with her helped a lot.

“Ready for insertion?” Olivia asked, sounding like she was having way too much fun.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” Luan said, trying to relax again.

“Just wait, you’ll get to where you’ll miss it when it’s not there,” Olivia said.

Luan started to reply, but froze when she felt the slippery metal slide between her cheeks and press against her opening, but only for a moment before the first ball slipped inside, easier than she expected. Luan could feel her climax rising again as the sensation of the plug piercing her anus sent shivers through her pussy and made her clitoris ache with a desire to be touched.

Without thinking, Luan brought one hand between her legs and stroked across her sex as the next ball penetrated her and moaned as her ring muscles tightened instinctively. She continued to slip her fingers between her labia, collecting the fluid there and bringing it up to circle her clit.

The final, largest ball began stretching her sphincter, pushing her even closer to the orgasm she so desperately needed. Her hazy brain suddenly remembered that she was not allowed to have an orgasm, and she groaned with both disappointment as she reluctantly pulled her fingers out of her wet hole, then sighed as it finally passed the threshold. Olivia let go of the plug and watched as Luan’s ass automatically drew the plug in until the handle rested snugly against her anus.

“Don’t you just love that feeling?” Olivia asked, sounding a little envious.

“It feels much better with the lube,” Luan admitted, “but I almost couldn’t stop. I need to cum so bad.”

Luan stood upright and wiggled her ass to get the plug settled in, then pulled the bottom of the shirt down as much as she could, which wasn’t much.

“You can take this bottle. It should last until you can get some of your own. I’ll send you a link where you can order it if you like it,” Olivia said, “but I need to relube before you take it. Do you want to return the favor and do it for me?”

Luan didn’t know what to say. Today was her first day wearing a butt plug, and she didn’t really know what she was doing. Still, the idea intrigued her. It might be a good learning experience, and she had to admit that she was curious to see Olivia’s ass and plug now that she had offered.

“Uh, okay. If you want me to,” Luan said nervously.

“I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want you to,” Olivia said and winked.

Olivia put the little bottle on the sink, and they traded places. Olivia bent over, her hands on the toilet lid, just as Luan had. Luan had never done anything like this before. Her hands trembled as she lifted Olivia’s short sundress over her back. As Luan had suspected when they first met, Olivia was just as bare underneath as Luan – no panties, no hair anywhere. Just a round, light blue crystal jewel nestled between her perfect cheeks. Luan also noticed that Olivia was almost as wet as she was between her thighs with the fluid leaking from her pussy. Her labia protruded a bit, unlike Luan’s, and the lips glistened with moisture.

“Ready?” Luan asked, as much to prepare herself as Olivia.

“Go for it,” Olivia replied.

Luan reached for the plug. Olivia pushed it out slightly with her sphincter muscles, making it much easier for Luan to get her fingers underneath the base. Luan started pulling. There was more resistance than she expected. Olivia sighed heavily, and Luan’s eyes widened as did Olivia’s anus. The plug was designed for long-term retention, so the thickest part of the shiny silver head, which was made to keep the plug from slipping out of her ass, was the first to force its way out. Olivia groaned as the ring of muscles stretched to provide passage, and Luan cringed, afraid she was doing it wrong and hurting her.

“Keep going,” Olivia moaned, and Luan realized she had stopped pulling and the plug was just sitting there holding her open at its widest point.

She pulled it the rest of the way out, and Olivia sighed with relief. This plug was at least twice as large as Luan’s. Instead of three balls increasing in size, the head was a single large teardrop-shaped bulb with a small round ball at the tip. Luan started to place it on the sink, but remembered Miss T’s rule. She brought the plug to Olivia’s lips as Olivia had done to her, but unlike Luan, Olivia took it into her mouth without hesitation and started sucking on it, the blue jewel held tightly against her lips.

Luan watched her, mesmerized for a moment, then remembered the task at hand. She picked up the bottle from the sink and snapped the cap open, squeezed a dollop of the gel onto her index finger, then snapped the cap closed. She took her first close-up look at another girl’s ass. Olivia’s anus was a little darker pink than the surrounding skin. It made Luan wonder what her own anus looked like. It had been covered by the base of the plug in all the photos so far, and she had never thought to get a good look at her own asshole before.

Luan spread the lube around the hole, then tentatively prodded the little gap in the middle. It looked like it hadn’t fully closed after being stretched by the plug, leaving a small opening about the size of Luan’s pinky. Olivia moaned and wiggled her ass, wanting more. Luan’s pussy was leaking. Her orgasm was just a low hum in the background now, but she was getting more aroused than she ever thought she would by playing with another girl’s ass. It felt so dirty as Luan pushed farther in and began to twist and swirl her finger around the way she had felt Oliva doing to her. Meeting little resistance, she kept going deeper until she was past her second knuckle. Olivia continued to moan and squirm as Luan teased her.

Finally, Luan decided she’d had enough. She withdrew her finger and reached for the plug. Olivia kissed it as Luan pulled it from her mouth. Luan popped the bottle cap open again and slathered the large head with lube while Olivia watched, licking her lips.

“Ready for insertion?” Luan said, mimicking Olivia’s earlier tone.

“Mmmm, yes, please. Put it in me. I feel so empty without it,” Olivia groaned.

I wonder how long before I feel empty without a plug, Luan wondered as she lined up the tip of the bulb with the little hole in the center of Olivia’s anus. It hadn’t had a chance to fully close with Luan’s finger digging around in there. Carefully, Luan started pushing it into her. The little ball slipped in easily with no resistance at all. As the large bulb started stretching her sphincter, Olivia moaned, and Luan stopped, fearing she had done something wrong.

“Keep pushing and twist it a little,” Olivia gasped.

Luan couldn’t believe that her new friend’s sphincter would open enough to take this hunk of metal, even though she had just watched it come out. Luan did as Olivia suggested. As she pushed and twisted the plug, she watched Olivia’s ass slowly stretch. As the thickest part passed through the tight passage, Luan felt it start to pull in of its own accord. Luna let go and watched the ring of muscles close around the slender part of the shaft, and Olivia’s ass drew the plug the rest of the way into her until the base was tight against her anus, just as Luan’s had done.

After catching her breath, Olivia lifted one leg, then the other, and then reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, getting the plug settled. Luan was mesmerized, especially by her cunt lips, which parted and jiggled slightly with her movements. Luan wanted to run her fingers across them and see how they felt, but she didn’t dare. Finally, Olivia stood up and let the dress fall back down, covering her.

“Thank you, that felt wonderful,” Olivia said, looking deep into Luan’s eyes. “It’s always better when someone else does it for you.”

“Thank you,” Luan said, holding her gaze. “For everything today.”

“It truly was my pleasure,” Olivia said.

Without warning, Olivia leaned forward and kissed Luan passionately. Luan was shocked at first, but returned the kiss wholeheartedly. It was a heated expression of feelings and sexual need that had been building up for both of them during Luan’s naked adventure in the library. Olivia was the first to pull away.

“I think we both needed that, but you are going to be late meeting your friends,” Olivia said.

“Yes, right, okay,” Luan said, sounding stunned and catching her breath.

She had never kissed a girl like that before. Her head was spinning, her cunt was dripping, the plug was filling her ass, and she badly needed to cum.

Wow, did we just do that? What does it mean? Luan wondered as she watched Olivia straighten her dress and checked herself in the mirror above the sink. Luan did the same as Olivia unlocked the door and stepped out.

“Enjoy your dinner,” Olivia said, with a little wave.

“Thanks! Maybe I can introduce you to my friends sometime,” Luan said.

“I’d like that,” Olivia said, then turned and headed back to the main desk.

Luan watched her for a moment, remembering the beautiful ass with the pretty blue crystal that was once again hidden under that short dress, then headed for the exit.

She walked across the quad as fast as she dared with the extremely short, makeshift dress, but it turned out the neckline was the real problem. It wanted to fall off one shoulder. Luan suspected that’s how its original owner had worn it and why the collar was stretched, but they had probably had significantly larger breasts. The real problem was that if she tried to pull it up higher, it raised the bottom of the shirt, which she definitely didn’t want. Finally, she gave up and left it hanging off her left shoulder, carrying her bag on her right. In this state, she was dangerously close to exposing her left breast. It was only the hard nipple catching the collar that kept her from a wardrobe malfunction.

Luan messaged her friends to let them know she was leaving the library, then scurried across the quad and down a few blocks to the restaurant as quickly as she dared, and it wasn’t just the stainless steel butt plug that was teasing her ass with every step.

She got a lot of looks and double takes from the guys she passed, along with a few whistles and catcalls when she passed by a small construction site. If she weren’t moving with so much purpose, she would probably have had several guys try to pick her up as a prostitute. Most of the women just shook their heads or gave her dirty looks, and she heard one say “whore” under her breath as they passed. A few of the younger girls seemed to have a more positive appraisal, and one gave her a thumbs-up, as if she recognized the band’s logo.

She arrived at the restaurant only about ten minutes late, slightly winded and perspiring a little. It was air-conditioned inside, and the cool air felt good on the exposed parts of her skin (which felt like most of it). She could also feel it between her legs, where the moisture was much more than perspiration.

Glancing around the dining room, she spotted her friend Kelley waving at her from a table not far from the bar. She signaled to the hostess that she was joining her friends (probably a good thing, the way the hostess was looking at her), and threaded her way across the dining room. Her extremely short dress drew the attention of almost every guy she passed. It was a small miracle that none of them felt her up, but it was still early.

The girls were all whispering across the table, but stopped abruptly as Luan arrived.

“Glad you finally made it,” Kelley said, patting the empty chair beside her.

Luan dropped her backpack between the chairs and then, with as much grace as she could manage, sat down on the chair, feeling a wet squish. There wasn’t really enough “dress” for Luan to sit on, so her bare ass and wet cunt were directly on the padded faux-leather seat. She blushed, thinking that she would have to remember to wipe the seat when she got up to leave.

“That’s a new…uh…dress?” Alicie said, taking in Luan’s outfit as she sat down.

“I didn’t know you were a fan of…Bad Lap Dance,” Megan said, reading the band name off of her shirt. “I’ve never heard of them.”

Luan realized that she hadn’t really thought about what she was going to say to her friends. She had pretty much been in panic mode since she first stripped in the library several hours ago, even more so after her clothes went missing. Her head was still spinning from the plug stuff she did with Olivia – and the kiss. She really needed some time to digest it all, but for now, she just needed a story her friends would believe.

“I’ve never heard of them either,” Luan said, laughing. “My clothes got messed up at the library, and this is what they gave me out of the lost-and-found.”

“Oh wow!” Kelley said, “That’s terrible.”

“How did they get messed up at the library?” Alice asked incredulously.

Just then, the waiter came around, noticing there was a new guest at the table, because he definitely would have remembered that outfit if she had been here earlier.

“Can I get you something to drink?” He asked Luan, his eyes focused on her body rather than her face.

Luan glanced around the table. Her friends were all sipping some fruity drinks with little umbrellas in fancy glasses.

“Whatever they are having is fine,” Luan said, hoping whatever it was, it was strong.

“Another virgin piña colada, coming right up,” He said, “and the appetizer you ordered should be out in a jiffy.”

“Alice wouldn’t suck the bartender’s cock to get us real drinks,” Megan said, and laughed.

“Maybe Luan can do it,” Alice teased. “She’s dressed for the job.”

“The waiter certainly liked what he saw,” Kelley chimed in.

Luan had been happy to get a reprieve when the waiter interrupted, but she should have known they weren’t done picking on her yet.

“You do kinda look like an extra from Pretty Woman,” Megan said. “You must have flashed your panties to half the room on your way to the table.”

If I were wearing any, Luan thought to herself, but just smiled and blushed, hoping they would move on soon.

“And it looks like you might have a wardrobe malfunction at any moment,” Alice picked.

Luan pulled the collar up a little, but there wasn’t much she could do.

“The collar is all stretched out from whoever used to wear it,” Luan said, looking down and wondering if maybe she should have skipped dinner.

“Don’t be so mean, you guys,” Kelley said, noticing Luan’s distress.

“I’m sorry, we were just kidding around,” Megan said sincerely, putting her hand on top of Luan’s hand across the table.

“I’m sorry too,” Alice added. “I guess you’ve had a tough day.”

You don’t know the half of it, Luan thought, and wished she could tell them everything.

“But, other than the band thingy, that is a seriously hot look,” Kelley said, sounding like she truly meant it as a compliment.

The conversation shifted away from Luan after that, but Luan caught Alice looking her over more than once and knew they would be talking about it more when they got back to their dorm room.