“Sigh, finally that lecture is over.” Charley fell backwards onto her bed with her arms outstretched. 

Kim looked over from her laptop to her exhausted roommate, “surely it couldn’t have been that bad. It’s just English, you’ve been speaking it all your life.”

Charley sat up and shot Kim an unamused glare. “Haha, very funny. She’s just so damn boring. I swear I can barely keep my eyes open in that class.”

“It would help if you got more than six hours of sleep a night,” Kim retorted before returning back to typing on her laptop. “If you spent less time doomscrolling every night you might not feel like you got kicked in the head by a horse every morning.”

Charley sighed again and fell back down onto the bed. “I know, but I just can’t fall asleep. My mind is always racing with thoughts about school and life and shit. It’s not easy being a trans woman in a girl’s dorm.”

Kim turned around in her chair and gave her childhood friend a sympathetic look. Charley didn’t have to explain to Kim how much she went through growing up, they basically went through it together. After coming out as trans in high school, Charley was treated as a social outcast. Bullies would go out of their way to misgender and humiliate Charley any chance they got, and she wasn’t the only victim. Kim tried standing up for her friend, but that only led to her becoming the target of ridicule as well. Unfortunately, this only bled over into college life. Charley had to fight tooth and nail in order to be allowed into a woman’s dorm. If it weren’t for her starting estrogen a month prior she would’ve been forced to bunk with men. Kim shudders at the thought of how her best friend would have been treated if she had been subjected to that. 

“I know it hasn’t been easy for you, but you’ve made it this far. And the further you go into your transition, the easier it’ll be. You’re barely four months into estrogen so far, so don’t beat yourself up over it. It’s not like tits suddenly just appear overnight once you start.” Kim let out a small laugh trying to reassure her friend.

Charley sat back up and halfheartedly tried to push her chest together. “Yeah, if only it were that simple. Here’s hoping that I actually develop breasts and don’t stay flatter than a board. Isn’t there like some trick to it or something? There’s no way that growing tits is all genetics.”

Kim’s eyes suddenly lit up. “There is actually something you could try. I remember reading once about some people that use breast massages as a way to stimulate breast growth.”

“No way, really? That just sounds like perverted bullshit to me,” Charley replied with extreme skepticism. 

“I mean even so, it's better than nothing. Besides, massages are relaxing and college is stressful. Maybe it can help you unwind,” Kim rebutted.

Charley considered it for a brief moment before shaking her head, “I don't think groping myself in front of my childhood friend is my definition of a relaxing evening. When I think of massages, I think of like laying on a table and getting my back and shoulders rubbed.”

“Well lets do that then!” Kim stood up from her chair and walked over to Charley’s bed.

“Wait, what? Do you even know how to give a massage?” Charley asked, confused.

 “How hard could it be? I just rub and squeeze your shoulders and try to get you to relax,” Kim sat next to Charley on the bed and turned to face her. “Besides, you’re always telling me about how stressed out you are because of classes and stuff, so like, let me help! Plus, I can utilize some of the things my therapist taught me. When I talked to him about being stressed, he taught me some guided meditation stuff. It’s basically just breathing exercises and mindfulness, but it’s helped me a fair amount. Here, just turn your back to me, I’ll guide you through some breathing exercises and try to massage your shoulders.” Kim scooted towards Charley and cracked her knuckles.

“Okay, I guess I could give it a try,” Charley shyly turned around and shifted closer to Kim. She was startled at first by Kim grabbing her shoulders, but eventually she settled down and tried her best to relax.

“Awesome, I'm gonna guide your breathing now. Just follow along and enjoy yourself,” Kim began rubbing and squeezing Charley’s shoulders, the force of the motions causing Charley’s body to sway a bit back and forth. “Let’s start with you taking a deep breath in.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

“Good, now hold it for a moment. Feel the tension build in your chest as you do, and now slowly breathe out all of that stress and relax.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

“Very good, just like that.” Kim continued to massage Charley’s shoulders, trying her best to caress out any knots and tension she could find. “Now once more, breathe in nice and deep for me.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

“You’re doing great Charley.” Kim began to firmly squeeze Charley’s shoulders near her neck as she breathed in. “Feel all of the worries of the world build up now. In your chest, your shoulders, your mind, and now just let it all out.” Kim loosened her grip on Charley’s shoulders and gently swayed her body forwards and back.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

Charley sighed contently as she breathed out, and when Kim said ‘one’ she felt her body relax significantly. Kim reflexively tensed up, preparing to catch her friend were she to fall over, but Charley managed to hold herself up so Kim relaxed and regained her composure.

“How do you feel Charley?” Kim asked. “Are you enjoying yourself?” 

Charley nodded slowly, her voice sounding like she just woke up from a long nap. “Yeah, I feel really nice.” 

Kim smiled, pleased at the results she’s getting so far. “Would you like me to keep going then?” 

Charley nodded again, replying in a drowsy and relaxed voice. “Yes please.”

“Great! Let’s continue then.” Kim eagerly began massaging Charley’s shoulders again and this time, she tried shifting her voice to be more soothing. After all I want Charley to be able to relax, so maybe sounding relaxing will help her to…  relax.

“Now Charley, I’m going to go a bit slower this time. Breathe in slower and deeper and really let loose, okay? Don’t let anything in the outside world distract you. All you need to do is listen to my words and relax.” Charley nodded her head, her body swaying slightly in whichever direction Kim’s massaging hands happened to lead it. “Good. Now take in a nice, deep breath. Once again feeling any tension you may have in your body swell into your chest.”

“One…”

“Two…”

“Three…”

“Hold it now for a moment. Let any negative thoughts and emotions find their way to the forefront of your mind. As you breathe out, feel it all get washed away, like a wave receding back into the ocean.”

“Three…”

“Two…”

“One…”

Charley let out another sigh as she breathed out. She sounded significantly more at ease than she did just a few minutes prior, Kim thought to herself. She was happy that an off the cuff idea was working so well. Any tightness that Kim felt in Charley’s shoulders when she started massaging was completely gone. They were loose and low. In fact, her whole body was leaning forward. Kim loosened her grip, foregoing the squeezing and massaging she was doing in favor of just slowly rocking Charley back and forth. Letting her hands drift along Charley’s shoulders, only tight enough to hold her upright.

“That’s it Charley. Just let go of everything. Nothing else matters right now other than us in the here and now. And once more, breathe in nice and deep, letting the cool air fill your body with bliss.”

“One…”

“Two…”

“Three…”

“You’re doing great Charley, just hold it for a moment. Let that feeling of bliss flow through you, from your chest all the way to the tips of your fingers. And when you breathe out, feel a nice warmth settle over your body, making you feel that much more relaxed and at ease.”

“Three…”

“Two…”

“One…”

This time though, after saying ‘one’, Charley’s body went fully limp. Her head lulled over to one side and her body leaned forward, threatening to put her face down on the mattress if it weren’t for Kim tightening her grip and holding Charley upright. “W-woah hey. Are you okay Charley?”

Charley slowly nodded her head, “Yes.” Her voice sounded dreamy yet devoid of life, almost as if she were sleeptalking. 

“Are you sure? You almost fell over. If you’re too tired I can let you take a nap or something.” Kim tried letting go of Charley, but her body started to tip over again, so Kim maintained her grip on Charley’s shoulders.

“Yes.”

Kim started getting worried. Charley sounded like she was barely there, and she didn’t know what to do. “C-can you turn around for me, Charley? I wanna check on you.”

“Yes.” Charley once again gave a one word response in that distant, monotone voice. She gradually pulled herself away from Kim’s grasp, adjusting her body on the bed until she was sat cross-legged facing Kim.

Kim's eyes widened when she saw Charley’s face. Her mouth was hanging open, drool beginning to poke out of the corner of her mouth as her head continued to droop to the side. Even more shocking to Kim was Charley’s eyes. They were glassy and lifeless, like bright green marbles staring straight ahead. Not quite at Kim, but almost through her. As if they were looking at nothing at all. Charley was managing to hold her body up on her own, but it was teetering in random directions. 

“Holy shit,” Kim muttered to herself. She waved her hand in front of Charley’s face in an attempt to elicit any sort of reaction from her, but to no avail. Her eyes were still glazed and empty, staring into the abyss. What the fuck did I do to her? She’s completely unresponsive, but she spoke and turned around when I told her to. Clearly she can hear me, but I don’t know why she’s behaving this way.

“Charley, how are you feeling right now?” Kim asked cautiously. 

Charley’s body kept swaying idly as she slowly formed a response. “Good. Relaxed. Blissful.” The line of drool now dripped onto her shirt, leaving a darkening wet patch with each drop. 

Okay, well at least she seems to be feeling good. She does seem to listen to me though, so maybe I can try something with that? “Hey Charley, can you raise your left arm up for me?” Immediately her body began to move. Charley’s left arm began slowly rising from its resting position at her side. Her wrist stayed completely limp though, almost like it was being pulled up by marionette strings. Once it was fully above her head, Charley’s arm dangled there, swaying along with the rest of her body.

Kim tilted her head curiously. She was still unsure about the limits of Charley’s suggestibility, so she decided to try something else. “Charley, can you smile for me?” Once the question was asked, Charley once again began moving on its own. A wide smile slowly formed on her face. It didn’t quite reach her eyes, which were still staring blankly ahead, but something about the way Charley looked with that dopey smile and lolled over head made Kim feel butterflies in her stomach.

It didn’t quite make sense to Kim. She had never really crushed on Charley before. Sure she was into women, but the relationship that Charley and her had was always platonic. Now though, with her best friend staring through her with a dazed smile Kim felt like a hormonal preteen falling for the first pretty face she sees. “You can stop smiling now Charley,” Kim said, blushing beet red.

Charley’s face immediately fell, causing her mouth to fall open and drool over herself more. Kim let out a sigh as that flustered feeling faded slightly, but even still she couldn’t help but feel emboldened by those emotions. How far can I push this? Is there a limit to what I can make her do?

“Charley, c-can you lift up your shirt?” As always, Charley’s body did as it was told. Her right hand reached down, grabbed her shirt, and started lifting it up. Kim’s eyes widened as she was suddenly struck by a mixture of panic and embarrassment. “W-woah woah! Charley stop! Lower your shirt!” 

Charley’s right hand fell back to her side, her shirt falling back where it was as well. Well it seems she didn’t have an issue with that. Surely she wouldn’t just do something like that if it weren’t something she was uncomfortable with though. Does that mean?

Kim felt a shiver crawl up her spine. It wasn't one of fear, however, but rather a blend of uncertainty and excitement. She's making Charley do things, and despite how far Kim tried pushing it, Charley always obliged. A playful grin crept at the edges of Kim’s lips as her mind raced with the endless possibilities of the things she could do. 

Charley’s always been so insecure and uptight. Maybe this is an opportunity for me to help her let loose and enjoy life. A devilish glint appeared in Kim's eyes. And I know just where to start.

“Charley, turn back around and move in close to me,” any worry that was in Kim's voice was gone, replaced with mischievous playfulness. Just like before, Charley's body moved sluggishly as she turned around until her back was facing Kim, at which point she began scooting backwards until she bumped into Kim's chest.

Kim let out a small giggle as she noticed that Charley still had her left arm hanging in the air. “You can let your arm down now, Charley.” Her arm fell and landed on the bed back at her side, once again as still and lifeless as a ragdoll. “Now just lay back and relax,” Kim said with a smirk. Charley’s body went completely limp, her whole weight resting on Charley’s body like a doll propped up against a wall. 

Kim wrapped her arms around Charley’s chest, one hand wrapped firmly around each of her breasts. “I think it’s about time we continue that massage, don’t you agree Charley?” Kim teased. 

“Yes,” Charley replied. She still gave simple answers, and she also didn’t respond negatively to Kim touching her body so intimately, though Kim was unsure if Charley was even able to respond in such a way in her current state. Kim’s smile widened, becoming almost predatory at Charley’s agreeableness. 

“Great. Let’s begin,” Kim purred before starting to press and squeeze her roommate's breasts. Charley’s eyes began to flutter at the stimulation, briefly showing signs of life, but it was quickly extinguished by Kim whispering into her ear. “You’re doing great Charley, just relax and enjoy. This is for your own good.” In between the massage, Kim gave Charley’s breasts the occasional squeeze. Some were on accident, on account of Kim not being the most experienced masseuse, but some small voice in the back of her mind was encouraging Kim to go further. Just squeeze a little tighter. Play with her tits a little more. What’s the harm? And slowly, over time, what started as a massage to help put her friend’s mind at ease about her insecurities became Kim kneading at Charley’s chest like a cat in heat.

 Kim’s teasing hands took full advantage of Charley’s vulnerable state, groping and fondling her chest while holding her close. Charley was being treated more like a sex toy than a person at this point, and something about that bothered Kim. This is my childhood best friend. I was just trying to help her relax from a stressful day and help her dysphoria, and now here I am groping her like she’s some wanton slut.

Kim felt a knot twist in her stomach and stopped playing with Charley’s chest. She considered stopping, leaving Charley be, and forgetting any of this ever happened. Despite the pit of guilt that Kim had growing inside of her, something else had started to blossom. Some dormant part of Kim’s mind was enjoying what she was doing on a carnal level. She was treating Charley as nothing more than a plaything, which felt wrong, but oh so right. Kim bit her lip, trying to ignore the blooming heat between her legs. 

God this is fucked up, I can’t believe I’m doing this to her. It’s only this once though, so surely it’s fine… right? Kim shuddered, pure arousal washing over her body and pushing out any remnants of hesitation she had. Her hands reached up underneath Charley’s shirt, tenderly caressing her soft skin until finally reaching her breasts. Kim started greedily grabbing and squeezing Charley’s tits. Even after such a brief time on estrogen, her chest felt so supple and soft. 

Fantasies flooded Kim's mind with thoughts of Charley’s tits getting bigger over time. How much softer they'll become. How much more fun they'll be to play with. She stifled a moan as she started grinding into the mattress, getting lost in the sea of lust that flooded Kim’s mind. All the while, Charley sat there, motionless, quiet, almost catatonic with how few signs of life were being displayed. 

Kim’s attempts to silence her moans were unsuccessful. Something about taking advantage of her best friend was driving her mad with pleasure. She mewled, squirmed, and whined. Her hands groped harder, more desperate, more eager to feed the twisted fantasies that played over and over in her mind. Fuck! I-I can’t take this much longer. I need to cum. I’m sorry Charley, you’re just so fucking hot. I need this. I need you. Please forgive me. I’m gonna… gonna…

But right before Kim was able to lose herself in orgasm, she was interrupted by the sudden, blaring sound of an alarm. 

“Shit!” Kim exclaimed, almost jumping out of Charley’s bed. She quickly crawled away from Charley, got off her bed, and went to silence her alarm. Looking down at the time, it was 10:00PM. Damn. I can’t believe I lost track of time like this. I need to go to bed soon if I wanna be up on time for class. Kim very quickly went to the restroom to change and brush her teeth, and when she came back, she saw Charley’s limp body still laying motionless on the bed.

Fuck! I almost forgot about her. Charley had fallen over when Kim pulled away to turn off her alarm, and she now stared up at the ceiling with that same blank, lifeless expression she wore when the shoulder massage ended. It had only been about a half hour ago, but it felt like an eternity. With the haze of lust having dispersed from Kim’s mind, a pang of guilt took hold in her gut. I really just used my best friend like a sex object. That actually happened. I guess there is still something I can do to help her like this though.

Kim looked down at Charley, dark bags under her empty gaze. “Charley, can you go to bed please?” 

“Yes.” Charley shifted around in her bed, wrapped herself in her blankets, laid her head on her pillow, and closed her eyes. 

Kim let out a sigh, unsure of what would happen to her the next morning. She turned off the dorm lights and got into her own bed. She stared up at the ceiling thinking.

What will she think of me tomorrow?

What even happened to Charley to begin with? 

Why did I get so turned on by that?

Kim fell asleep, her mind still racing with questions.