Two weeks later, Yuina was back in Club Anathema with her friends. The club’s “Halloween Fright Night” was little more than a few drink discounts, some tacky decorations, and switching the lights from purple to orange, but that was more than enough for the hundreds of patrons to justify a night out on the town. Besides, Yuina wasn’t going to judge the place for its thin veneer of Halloween paint, given how bare-bones her own look was compared to her friends. Tabby Grey’s witch costume was surprisingly elaborate, sporting a tight black robe, pointy hat, and all manner of silver and black jewellery, and Laura Rosewood had committed so hard to the “vampire victim” look that she had painstakingly modelled a set of puncture wounds on her pale collarbone with makeup. Compared to them, Yuina had just squeezed her curves into a scandalously tight crop top and a skirt that could easily be mistaken for a belt, splashed a little fake blood on her stomach, tits, and thighs, and called it a day. 

“So you’re going for what, slasher movie victim?” Tabby raised an eyebrow as the trio passed the bouncer.

“Mmm, sure, let’s say I gave it that much thought,” Yuina replied, scanning the dancefloor. Maybe that cutie from a couple of weeks back would be here again… Yuina had been kicking herself for days, she couldn’t believe she had forgotten to get their number. Laura was already looking a little lost.

“Um, girls, we really didn’t need to come out here, y’know, I think-”

“Nope, you needed a break,” Tabby admonished her.

“Yeah you’ve done like, nothing but work lately, you need a night off,” Yuina added, giving Laura a helpful push towards the bar. The girls sat down, all facing the crowded dancefloor. Yuina had only been in here for a few minutes, but she was already getting warm. She turned back to Laura.

“So, the plan is that you’re going to have a few drinks with us, find some cutie to flirt with, and get fucked stupid to blow off some steam!” 

Tabby sighed.

“I wouldn’t put it quite like that, but yes, that’s the general idea. And we’re here to… facilitate that process, right Yuina?”

Yuina didn’t answer immediately; her eye had been caught by a familiar face on the dancefloor. Her lip curled into a smirk.

“Exactly! Here, I’ll show you how it’s done, Laura,” she said, getting to her feet and strutting towards the slutty enby she had met a few weeks prior, ignoring Tabby’s exasperated sigh as she almost immediately bailed. She would get back to her friends later; for now, she needed to get this person’s number, or at least their name. She weaved through the crowd easily, until she was standing right next to them. They had opted for a mummy costume, and had either had trouble finding enough bandages, or was revelling in showing off as much skin as possible. 

“Hey again,” Yuina stepped in close, and they smiled as soon as they recognised her.

“Hey again yourself,” they replied, pressing up against her, seemingly enjoying the familiarity as much as she was. Their name, as it turned out, was Syf, and after double checking that she had their contact down properly, they got to comparing their “Halloween costumes”. 

“I mean, yours is a pretty bold choice,” they laughed, and Yuina cocked her head. Bold? It wasn’t like she had gone to any great lengths with her look.

“Meaning…?”

“Meaning that your choice of costume was… ‘horny bitch’? There’s such a thing as being too eager, you know,” and gosh, if their laugh wasn’t so nice, Yuina might have just slapped them for saying that. Sure, her outfit was slutty, but there was such a thing as too forward. As it was, she just put her hands on her hips, and gave them her best cool, confident smirk.

“And what exactly are you trying to get at, Syf?”

They cocked their head, amusement turning to earnest confusion now.

“I mean… that’s what you wrote, right?” 

Yuina blinked. 

“Wrote where?”

Wordlessly, they pointed at her midriff. Yuina followed the line from their finger to her stomach, and hey what the fuck-?

Sure enough, written in Sharpie across her belly, in bold, black letters, was ‘ horny bitch~ ’.

Yuina made a tch sound, and glared back over at Tabby and Audrey. Had one of them seriously written that on her? Sure, she had run off almost instantly to try and score some dick, so it maybe wasn’t an unfair assessment, but still, when had they even done that? And more to the point, how? It seemed like the sort of thing she’d notice! 

Whatever. Don’t let them blow this for you.

Yuina leaned in close to Syf.

“It seems like my asshole friends have decided to play a little prank on me,” she smiled sweetly. Syf’s eyes widened. 

“Ohh, I see- sorry, I didn’t-”

Yuina put a finger on their lips.

“No harm done… besides…” she placed a hand theirs, and guided it up to her hips, enjoying the easy way they gripped her.

“When it comes to you, it’s not far off from the truth~”

Syf snickered, getting a little of their confidence back, and ran their hand up Yuina’s side. She tried not to shiver at the way their smooth hands felt on her bare skin. She would deal with the body writing later, not to mention brag to her friends about how their weird little joke had totally helped her bag a hottie. For now, she just focused on leaning close to Syf, resting her head on their chest, enjoying their soft smell, as their hand traced along her belly, their thumb grazed that writing, and-

“ Ggghhh… ” 

Yuina grunted as a bolt of pleasure shot through her body, and her knees started shaking. She suddenly found herself clinging to Syf for dear life.

“Oouugghh…” Yuina grunted. Fuck. What was going on? The insides of her thighs felt wet. Sure, Syf was hot, but they weren’t that hot… her cheeks flushed as she looked up at them again, and they cocked their head, concerned.

“Sorry, was that too much? Are you ok?”

“A-all good!” Yuina squeaked, pushing herself off them, and stumbling backward in her heels. What was happening to her? She needed a minute to figure this out.

“Um, I just need to go to the bathroom, and… freshen up!!”

Before Syf could object, Yuina had fled. She was so busy shoving her way through the crowd that she didn’t even stop to consider the feeling of something brushing against her tits, dismissing it as someone cheekily copping a feel… 

***

The white lights of the bathroom were a stark contrast to the club’s low, smokey ambience, and Yuina blinked as her eyes adjusted. It was mercifully empty, and she stumbled over to the sink, checking herself in the mirror. 

Yuina sighed, and splashed some water on her face. Fuck, why was she so worked up? When Syf had run their hand over her like that… she shivered again. What was going on with her today? Jeez, if she hadn’t pulled away when she did, she might have fucked Syf right there on the dancefloor.

Would that be so bad?~

Yuina shook her head, and silenced the treacherous thought. The engine was still running; she could feel that familiar pulsing heat in her cunt, the tell-tale wetness running down her thighs. It seemed like cooling off in here for a while was the best bet. Yuina rummaged in her bag for her lipstick to neaten herself up, looked up at the mirror… and froze.

There was more writing, this time on her chest!

“What the fuck…?”

It was a pain in the ass to read it in reverse, so she took out her phone and snapped a quick selfie. It read-

“Blowjob addict?!” Yuina squealed, before clamping a hand over her mouth. Right. She should probably keep her mouth shut. Thankfully the bathroom seemed to be empty, so Yuina rushed into a stall, holding a hand over her chest and another over her midriff, covering up both pieces of writing. Turning, she slammed the door behind her, making sure to lock it. She looked down at herself again. Sure enough, both pieces of writing remained.

What the hell was happening? When had that new one been written on her? She thought again about the feeling she’d had in the crowd. It hadn’t been someone copping a feel, it had been this being written on her! But how? She had been moving, and she totally would have noticed someone writing on her tits!

There was a clatter from outside as someone else came into the bathroom, and Yuina stiffened. Whatever. She had some makeup wipes in her bag, and she wasn’t going to let this ruin her evening. She opened the packet. All she needed to do was wipe the writing off, get back out there, and-

The clunk of the cubicle door next to Yuina’s closing made her jump, dropping the open pack back into her bag, before sighing with irritation. Really? Right next to her?

Yuina heard grunting and panting, and she glared at the divider between the cubicles… and her eyes widened when she noticed what was on the wall. Or rather, what wasn’t.

A section had been punched through, and there was a gloryhole, right there. That was probably why this person had taken the adjacent stall; whoever it was thought there was an eager pair of lips waiting on the other side!

“Ugh, seriously…?” Yuina muttered to herself as, right on cue, a fat, bloated, leaking dick was pushed through the hole… and she let out a shriek of dismay as she realised that it was huge. It was so huge, in fact, that it pushed right up against her tits!! It twitched at the contact, spurting a rope of syrupy precum that drooled down Yuina’s tits and stained her top. Yuina flinched as this stranger used her tits to get themself off!

“Ewww!! What the… the…”

This was gross… right? She should get out of here and use a different stall… she should get up… right now…

Yuina liked to think of herself as at least a little classy. Sure, she was kind of a slut, but she was a slut with standards . No fuckboys, no witch cosplayers, and certainly no random cocks in public bathrooms.

So, when Yuina’s mind started to fog up, and all she could think about was how fucking hot that cock looked, she was a little confused.

“Ooughh… what’s… happening…”

God, it looked so good. And the smell… suddenly it didn’t seem quite so gross. A thick, strong scent like that was studly . It meant this cock was used to pumping out gooey, babymaking loads! Gooey, yellowy, musky… loads…

Yuina felt her cheeks heating up. What had she been thinking? A cock like this deserved to be worshipped . Her mouth was watering as she lifted a tentative hand, and wrapped her fingers around it, almost daintily. It was so hot to the touch… and the appreciative gghh it drew from the other side of the cubicle wall sent a rush of pleasure through Yuina’s body. She stroked it experimentally, keeping her tits pressed against it and enjoying the desperate whining from her new friend.

Gosh, they were so worked up… Yuina wouldn’t have to do this for much longer to make them pop . But…

She licked her lips.

There was a way to make them feel even better. They were expecting it, after all. That’s why they had come to a gloryhole, and that’s why they were so lucky to have gotten a blowjob addict like Yuina on the other side.

Some small part of her knew that something was wrong, but that didn’t stop Yuina from sliding down into a squat, staring reverently up at this stud dick , still leaking a constant stream of disgusting precum onto her tits. Yuina watched it pool in her cleavage… and then noticed that the writing, blowjob addict , was slightly faded. Faded from that fat, disgusting, gorgeous cock smearing pre all over it… because that’s where it had poked her.

A flash of realisation in Yuina’s increasingly foggy mind. She had gotten turned on when Syf had touched the piece of body writing that said horny bitch . So when this cock had touched the part that read blowjob addict …

“Oh my god… n-nooo… h-have to fight it… this isn’t… I can’t… I’m… mmgghhh… ”

Yuina’s mental fortitude didn’t even last until the end of the sentence. She groaned shamelessly as she slurped on the uncut, doughy foreskin around the cock’s head, and gosh, making it feel good with her mouth felt ten times better than doing it with her hand… and going by the squeal that echoed off the bathroom tiles, whoever was on the other side of the hole felt the same way.

Enough with the appetiser. Time for the main course.

She had given blowjobs before, obviously, but it had always been more about being in control, about how people would fall over themselves to get a taste of her plump red lips. Yuina had certainly never blown someone like this before, eagerly bobbing her head up and down, her mouth stretching into lewd, hollow-cheeked expressions as she savoured every inch, relishing the hot, twitching feeling against her tongue and exalting in every little moan and whine she extracted from this beautiful dick’s owner. Yuina needed to blow them, and that meant they were in charge, that making them feel good came first. It was the first time Yuina had found herself feeling so… submissive.

A tiny part of her held out, a faint voice saying that this wasn’t right, but there was no denying that this was actually getting her even more worked up than she had been at the dance floor. Fuck, it felt good to be a blowjob dispenser for some stranger…

That stranger grunted, and Yuina felt them shift their hips. Good. Time for the finishing touch.

Yuina had scoffed at previous partners who had asked her to deep throat for them. Obviously, she’d never degrade herself like that… right?

Glkglkglkglk…

The sound of Yuina ramming a stranger’s dick into her throat echoed in the bathroom. She could feel her cunt pulsing now, more with every inch that stretched and filled her in a way she had never known she needed, and knew that as soon as she made them cum, she’d make a total mess in her thong. It was going to feel so good…

Glkglkglkglk…

Any second now…

Glkglkglkglkglkglkggkkrrcchh…

Yuina’s eyes rolled back, her throat completely full and spit running down her chin.

Shiiit…

She had been cocky, and underestimated their stamina. Yuina had guessed they were primed to blow, but she could feel tears forming in her eyes as her new friend continued to helplessly whine. Twin streaks of mascara had run down most of Yuina’s cheeks as they teetered on the edge… and even now, all Yuina could think was fuck, they’re such a stud, they’re holding on so well, this is why I need to worship this cock, fuck, I’m in love, I’m seriously in love with sucking diiiick…

Finally, the person in the other stall pulled their hips back a little, and then pathetically humped forward… which was just enough stimulation to finish them off. Yuina gave a muffled, humiliating moan as she felt thick ropes of semen being dumped directly down her throat, but that wasn’t enough, she needed to taste it…

Puah…~

Yuina pulled her head back, adjusting her squat so that she could milk that cock directly into her open mouth. Unfortunately, she wasn’t very accurate; she got more than enough cum to appreciate how thick it was and how totally pregnant it would get her if it had been dumped in her pussy, but plenty of it splattered all over her tits, thighs, and face, wrecking her makeup and staining her clothes… which is when the orgasm hit her.

Yuina let out a high, keening moan, and leaned back against the toilet, sliding into a sitting position as her free hand dipped between her legs to work her clit and ride the crest of it for as long as possible.

I l-love sucking dick… I’m addicted to dickkkk…

All Yuina could think about was big, hard cocks, how much she loved to suck them, how good it felt to suck them, how she could keep cumming like this if she got on her knees and serviced them…

There was another clatter from the next stall as whoever had just fucked Yuina’s mouth stumbled back to the dancefloor, probably to brag to all their friends about the insane blowjob they had just gotten.

Yuina slumped, and her orgasm faded… and just as quickly, so did those thoughts. Yuina’s eyes widened. Fuck. What had she just done? She had just let that stranger use her mouth as their personal sex toy!! It was disgusting! Humiliating! Hot… no, not hot! Bad! Really bad!

Sitting up, she plucked a compact from her handbag and flipped open the mirror, to examine the damage.

Oh god…

Her lipstick was smeared, her hair was a mess, and even if she could clean off all the cum, the dark, heavy stains on her outfit were not exactly subtle. It was obvious that she had just sucked someone off in a bathroom!

Then, she felt it again. That tingling sensation, this time on the back of her hand. Yuina looked, dazed and mystified, as more writing appeared. There was no avoiding it. She watched as, in real-time, words appeared on her body out of thin air.

Yuina briefly wondered if someone had spiked her drink. Then she remembered that she hadn’t had a drink yet tonight. 

Fuck.

The text was much smaller and neater than the lewd scrawls on her body, and Yuina had to hold her hand up to her face to read it, her nose wrinkling from the awful smell of the rope of cum that was splattered all over her perfectly done nails. It was… oh god, it was a poem .

With but a touch you humbled me,

Tonight the favour’s returned to thee,

To undo the curse and end your plight,

Prostrate yourself before my might,

‘Fore stroke of twelve on Halloween Night.

There was an address as well. Yuina snapped a picture of it with her cell phone before it could get smudged, and then slumped back, allowing herself a few moments to really wallow in the rage that came from her tormentor writing fucking poetry on her.

Wait… poetry… curses…

Yuina bolted upright.

Oh, that bitch .

She checked the time. It was just a few minutes before ten, more than enough time to catch the metro to the address on her hand. Yuina stood up. OK. She just had to clean herself up, get the train… and do whatever that pathetic little dweeb Millie wanted to get the curse lifted. She lifted the packet of wipes out of her bag, and got to work.

***

A few minutes later, Yuina had cleaned off the worst of the cum, ruined makeup, and the fake blood, and managed to make herself almost presentable again in the mirror.

Almost.

She had run out of wipes before she got to the twin streaks of mascara running down her cheeks, which told a story all of their own, but this was as good as it was going to get in the limited time she had. And those weren’t even the real problem.

Yuina checked herself out in the mirror, and let out a despairing whine.

Horny bitch and blowjob addict were still totally visible, but that wasn’t all; the writing was everywhere now.

Cumslut on her collarbone, plainly visible to anyone who happened to glance at her.

Insert dick right above her cunt, with an arrow pointing helpfully down.

Exhibitionist whore on her upper thigh.

Anal size queen on her ass, with another helpful arrow pointing between her cheeks.

And finally, on her inner thigh, two lines. Yuina wasn’t quite sure what those indicated, and she wasn’t eager to find out.

She hadn’t dared try to wipe any of it off; touching it could trigger their effects. Yuina didn’t have to know the ins and outs of curse crafting to figure that fulfilling the anal size queen one would probably slow her down a little.

With a sigh, she stepped out of the bathroom, and onto the crowded dancefloor, the music increasing from a dull thump to pounding techno.

Yuina dodged flailing arms, wandering hands, and drunken stumbles as she rushed towards the exit. She had already texted Tabby and Laura an excuse, so now all she had to do was get out of-

These panties.

They were ruined anyway, right? She had totally soaked them, so it wasn’t like there was any point in keeping them on. Besides… it would be kinda hot to go commando, right? In this crowded club, full of people… and especially on a train, that was something straight out of a porno. It’d be totally hot… Yuina nodded to herself. She paused in the middle of the dancefloor, looked around… then wiggled her hips, tugging on her thong with both hands and shivering with excitement as she felt it sliding down her thighs, and onto the floor. Some perv would probably pick them up, and jerk off into them while thinking about her… and if she so much as leaned over, she would give anyone who was looking at her a clear view of her smooth, wet cunt. Gosh, it made her so excited… Yuina smirked to herself as she strode away, leaving her panties behind as she finally made it to the exit, out into the cool autumn air-

And realised that someone must have brushed their hand against the exhibitionist slut writing on her thigh!

“Fuuuuck…” she groaned, uselessly tugging her miniskirt down, face flushed. Damnit, she didn’t have time to go back for her underwear… she would just have to go without it.

Yep. That was the only reason she was choosing to do this. Because there was no time.

Yuina started walking towards the station, and very definitely didn’t think about how hot it would be if some stranger got a peek up her skirt, and saw that she was absolutely soaked.