GREEN   527   1
   3035 16.83 KB    324

Vinyl's Slutty Rewiring - Chapter 1: Crescendo

By RaraSlut
Created: 2021-11-09 10:44:57
Updated: 2021-11-09 10:46:34
Expiry: Never
vinyl scratchocnsfweqgmind controlcantersluthypnosismasturbationsluttificationpiercing

  1. [] [] []
  2. Previous chapter: >>https://ponepaste.org/4986
  3. [] [] []
  4.  
  5. >11:13 am
  6. >It's the first thing Vinyl registers as she wakes up and opens her eyes
  7. >The second thing she registers is how cool the air feels on her skin
  8. >And as she looks down at herself, wondering if she accidentally pushed off her covers while trashing around in her sleep, she realises she never even put herself in bed properly the night before
  9. >Also, she's naked
  10. >She jolts up
  11. >What the fuck happened last night?
  12. >The adrenaline kicking in is enough to wake her up properly
  13. >And she gets a good look at her bed
  14. >At the wet stains where her head and crotch were
  15. >At the ruined clothes with pieces cut out of them, and at the scissors responsible for it lying next to them
  16. "What the fuck?!"
  17. >She suddenly realises she's still naked
  18. >Her eyes dart to the door, and thankfully the key is still turned in the lock
  19. >The way she left it before her masturbation session yesterday
  20. >Vinyl frowns
  21. >She's having trouble remembering what exactly she did
  22. >She'd tried out something new with her track, she sat down to listen to it and put on porn, and then...
  23. >She looks at herself again, then back to her tarnished clothes
  24. >She begins to hum something
  25. >Maybe she should turn on her PC and check what she was working on
  26. >Listen to that song again
  27. >Maybe...
  28. >She looks down at herself one more time
  29. >She's fingering herself
  30. >She jerks in surprise, and the shock makes her fall over and onto the floor
  31. >She needs a cold shower, she thinks to herself as she gets up
  32. ---
  33. "Okay."
  34. >Toweling her hair with her bathrobe's hood, Vinyl looks over her room one more time
  35. "Maybe you accidentally hypnotised yourself while watching porn."
  36. >She feels her hard nipples brushing against the inside of her bathrobe
  37. >It's just the cold making them stand out, she reassures herself
  38. "Maybe you did some remodeling to your wardrobe while you were under."
  39. >She looks to what's left of some of her clothes again
  40. >Wetness runs down her thighs
  41. >She must have missed a spot while drying herself
  42. "Maybe you got some strange ideas while you were at it, and maybe you also collapsed in your bed only after your computer shut off and kept masturbating even while you were asleep."
  43. >Her breath is heavy
  44. >It must be the cold
  45. >She really should put some clothes on
  46. >And stop being naked
  47. >She took off the bathrobe to dress herself, no?
  48. "But that doesn't mean there's anything to worry about. You'll just report your findings to Twilight and she'll make sure to get those remaining audio files scrubbed off the Internet, so everyone is safe."
  49. >She gives the world's least convincing smile
  50. "Just don't listen to it again."
  51. >Her smile cracks a little
  52. >Why is she even talking to herself like that?
  53. >She's not even doing it at a mirror
  54. >Where she could look at her naked body
  55. >As she imagines telling Twilight about how she hypnotised herself into watching hours of porn and ruining her clothes to match what the actresses were wearing
  56. >She catches one of her hands with the other before it can reach her crotch
  57. >She looks at her clock again
  58. >11:41 am
  59. >Still a bit before lunch
  60. >She needs to get dressed for that
  61. >And then she'll go shopping
  62. >Because she needs new clothes
  63. >Someone ruined some of hers
  64. >So she'll spend the afternoon away from home
  65. >Away from her PC
  66. >Away from the audio she has no intention of listening to again
  67. >Vinyl sighs
  68. >She looks down
  69. >One of her hands is fondling her breasts
  70. "Oh come the fuck on!"
  71. ---
  72. >14:27
  73. >This time she's checking the time on her phone
  74. >She's at the mall
  75. >Thankfully for her, last night's crusade against her clothes' decency didn't reach too far into her wardrobe, so she still found something to put on
  76. >They're older clothes and they've gotten a touch small, but they're better than the alternative
  77. >She's still thankful her parents apparently didn't notice anything
  78. >And didn't ask any questions about her going shopping out of the blue
  79. >She's just gotten here, and she's looking around, trying to remind herself of where each shop is
  80. >Money shouldn't be a problem, and she only urgently needs to replace a couple of things, but it's still better to be mindful of her choices
  81. >Avoid the shop Rarity is currently pillaging, for example
  82. >With how stacked the girl's parents are she usually goes for the priciest place available
  83. >She's stacked too, in a different sense
  84. >Vinyl realises she's stopped walking and her gaze has been lingering on Rarity through the shop window
  85. >She forces herself to look and walk away
  86. >Her eyes land on a familiar shop
  87. >'familiar' meaning she's only found out it even exists last night
  88. >She's remembered that part
  89. >Mostly
  90. >She hasn't booked an appointment there like she thinks she remembers almost doing
  91. >She checked her emails throughly to make sure she didn't
  92. >But looking at it...
  93. >Covering herself with piercings would definitely be too far
  94. >Especially the genital ones
  95. >But maybe one wouldn't hurt?
  96. >It wouldn't be out of place with her rave aesthetic
  97. >Maybe...
  98. "Hello. How may I help you?"
  99. >Vinyl gulps as she realises she's already walked in
  100. >The tattoo shop's door slowly swings closed behind her
  101. "I was looking to get a piercing done."
  102. >She said it
  103. >She actually said it
  104. >Somehow, her instincts to hyperventilate and the shock keeping her frozen balance each other out and make her look normal
  105. "Do you have an appointment?"
  106. >Of course not
  107. >Maybe that's better
  108. >She can just leave
  109. >And never come back
  110. "No, sorry."
  111. >Vinyl swallows again
  112. >The girl behind the counter is looking through some papers
  113. >Should she just leave?
  114. >She does have some piercings of her own
  115. >A couple of bars going through her right ear
  116. "We've got a spot free in three hours, if that's good for you."
  117. >Vinyl freezes again
  118. >Her throat feels dry
  119. >She does what she always does when she's panicking, and lets her guts decide what to do next
  120. "Sure. I'll be around."
  121. >As she always does, she regrets giving her guts that level of decision making power
  122. >She's even walking towards the counter
  123. "Please fill out this form."
  124. >The girl hands her a pen and a sheet of paper
  125. "What did you have in mind?"
  126. >Vinyl looks over the form
  127. >She starts to fill it out, too
  128. >She wouldn't want to look awkward
  129. >Like she's doing by not answering the question
  130. >She clears her throat
  131. "I was thinking about something simple to start with, like..."
  132. >She's mentally chanting to herself not to pick a genital area
  133. >It's all she can do given how little control she seems to have over her own actions
  134. "Like a navel piercing. Yeah, that."
  135. >She nods and hands over the form, and the girl nods back
  136. >All things considered it'll actually look nice, fitting for her looks at least
  137. >Especially if she starts to wear something that shows off her midriff
  138. >Only when she's playing at a club, of course
  139. >It is a nice mental image of herself
  140. "Be back here at five thirty, alright?"
  141. >Vinyl nods
  142. >She begins to walk away, still thinking about the piercing she'll get
  143. >She's not grinding her thighs together as she walks
  144. >Or at least she really hopes the girl at the counter won't think she is
  145. ---
  146. >17:25
  147. >Vinyl is outside the tattoo shop, sucking a milkshake through a straw
  148. >Knowing she had a thing to do there later, she took her sweet time with shopping
  149. >She'd never realized how little attention she was actually putting into how she dressed
  150. >It was probably a result of always rushing through things when buying clothes
  151. >This time she took better care of it
  152. >The new stuff is a little shorter than the damaged one was, but the weather is getting hotter and she'd rather be comfortable
  153. >She also bought some stockings
  154. >She can probably get a use out of stockings at some point
  155. >New underwear too
  156. >It's not weird that it's a lot less covering than the one she owns
  157. >Or that she didn't need to buy it
  158. >The weather is getting hotter and she'd rather be comfortable
  159. >It's not like people will be looking at it
  160. >Although, with the right set of clothes...
  161. >She's never been more glad to accidentally give herself brain freeze by sucking on her straw too hard
  162. >She discards her empty plastic cup into the nearest trashcan and walks into the shop, carrying her shopping bags along
  163. >The girl at the counter waves at her
  164. >Vinyl waves back
  165. "You're here for that navel, right?"
  166. >Vinyl just nods
  167. >Her throat is suddenly a little dry
  168. "Silver Stud should be here in a moment, she's cleaning up the place after the last client."
  169. >As if on cue, a woman appears from the staircase on the far wall of the room
  170. >She looks like the most stereotypical piercing artist Vinyl could imagine
  171. >Pink hair almost completely shaved on the sides, and kept short and messy on the front
  172. >Studs through her ears and earlobe expanders
  173. >Nose ring
  174. >Studs over her eyebrows
  175. >At least she probably has experience
  176. >She walks over to them
  177. "Is this the navel girl?"
  178. >Tongue piercing too
  179. >Also, whether it's her bra doing a poor job or there being no bra at all, nipple piercings that are pretty hard to miss
  180. >Vinyl pushes her thighs together
  181. >Yep, she's bi now
  182. >Maybe she was always bi
  183. >Not that the thought of having been turned bi by an hypno file is making her want to find the nearest metal pole and grind her pussy against it until she cums or anything
  184. >She only nods towards the artist
  185. >She doubts opening her mouth would result in anything other than a meowed moan
  186. "Nice to meet you. I'm Silver Stud. Please follow me upstairs."
  187. >The girl turns around and begins to walk
  188. >Vinyl's eyes fall on her ass
  189. >She has to force herself not to drool
  190. >She's not entirely successful
  191. >Still, she follows the girl up the stairs
  192. >With her ass at eye level in the process
  193. >She's glad she's not currently wearing the lighter underwear she bought
  194. >Although the thought of the other noticing how turned on she is is doing things to her
  195. >Things that would indeed make it easier for her arousal to be noticed in the first place
  196. >Before she has a chance to push herself so deep into that feedback loop she cums from it, the stairs come to and end, and she stumbles a little
  197. >The ass is no longer at eye level, and she's not sure if she's supposed to feel bad or good about that
  198. >She catches herself, realizing Silver is motioning for her to come closer
  199. "Take off your top, and roll up whatever is underneath."
  200. >Vinyl does as instructed, after placing her bags down on a sofa
  201. >The room looks a lot more professional than the one below
  202. >The kind of medical clean and sterile you'd expect from a doctor's office or something
  203. >There's the sofa on one end, a padded table in the middle, a mirror in the corner and a table with a wooden shelf in front of it on the side
  204. >After taking something out of the shelf, Silver motions for Vinyl to stand in front of the mirror
  205. "I assume you want a vertical one, right?"
  206. >Vinyl nods
  207. >She's not really sure herself of what she's agreeing with, she's just rolling with things at this point
  208. >It's strangely easy to let herself go on auto pilot
  209. "Top or bottom? The top one is more common but it's not all that different."
  210. >Again, Vinyl just lets herself go with the flow
  211. "Top will do fine."
  212. >Did she really say that?
  213. >It sounded so weird, like someone else talking
  214. >Silver traces a couple of lines on her navel with a blue sharpie
  215. >It's cold against her skin, and it shakes Vinyl from her state a bit
  216. "This is where we'll put it, alright?"
  217. >Silver points at the lines
  218. >Vinyl looks at herself in the mirror, and just nods
  219. "Alright then."
  220. >Silver motions towards the padded table
  221. >Vinyl lays herself down on top of it, on her back, her midriff still exposed
  222. >It's kinda like an operating table
  223. >Not really but she can pretend it is
  224. >She looks to Silver to shake those thoughts away
  225. "Why a navel piercing specifically? Any reason?"
  226. >The girl is busy opening up a sealed package with some pieces of metal in it
  227. "I guess I just felt like it."
  228. >Vinyl guesses one of those is the needle
  229. >She's not sure why that's getting her excited
  230. >She's not sure about a lot of things revolving around her getting excited, lately
  231. >She doesn't really mind it though, not as much as she feels she should
  232. >She believes this is probably part of the problem
  233. >It would be easier to see it as a problem if the concept didn't turn her on
  234. >Something being placed in her mouth distracts her from her thoughts
  235. "Bite down on it."
  236. >Vinyl does
  237. >She has a pretty clear idea of why
  238. >She feels something slightly damp touching around her navel, probably Silver cleaning the area
  239. "I'll go now. It should only last a moment. Ready?"
  240. >Vinyl nods
  241. >The needle goes in
  242. >It's weird
  243. >Like an extremely painful pinch
  244. >Or like accidentally biting into her tongue
  245. >Except if you kept going and bit down all the way instead of recoiling
  246. >To Silver's credit, it does only last a moment
  247. >More dampness, she's probably cleaning again
  248. >Vinyl realises how stiff her jaw has gotten biting down on the thing in her mouth
  249. >She feels a little excited, and not the horny kind for once today
  250. >All the adrenaline pumping is doing things to her
  251. "You can get up now."
  252. >Vinyl stands, and goes over to the mirror
  253. >It's in
  254. >Shiny metal embedded into her flesh
  255. >Now she's definitely the horny kind of excited too, and she doesn't know why
  256. >Silver arrives at her side, something in her hand
  257. "Let's get that covered for now."
  258. >She puts a folded piece of gauze just under the piercing
  259. >It's very slightly damp, probably with disinfectant judging by the smell
  260. >Then she places one of those large square plasters around the navel
  261. >Cupped a little to leave an air pocket and hold up the gauze
  262. "It's important to leave it some room to breathe, but keep it covered."
  263. >She hands Vinyl a little bag
  264. "Here's some sterilized gauze, a couple more plasters, saline solution, and a cleaning guide. Clean it with water and some soap every day like it's explained there, dry it properly, a couple of drops of solution, and always keep it covered like that. Change the plaster if it stops sticking right."
  265. >Vinyl grabs it and nods
  266. >She unrolls her clothes and goes to fetch her top
  267. "We'll see you again in two weeks to check up on it. Stop a moment downstairs and we'll set the appointment. Call us if anything happens. Some bleeding and pus is expected, a lot isn't."
  268. >Vinyl nods as she dresses back up, still feeling weirdly lightheaded
  269. >She grabs all her stuff and heads down the stairs
  270. >She tries not to make it too obvious she's rubbing her thighs together
  271. >She really tries
  272. ---
  273. >The trip back home was... odd
  274. >Walking out of the shop and to the bus stop, after paying of course, she didn't feel too bad
  275. >Then, presumably, the adrenaline ran out
  276. >And her body noticed the piece of metal was still lodged inside her
  277. >Existential agony is the best way she can describe the feeling she got for about half an hour
  278. >Thankfully it was over by the time she got back home
  279. >Dinner went smoothly
  280. >So did cleaning her piercing
  281. >And now she's in her room, sorting through her new clothes
  282. >Still ignoring the pile of cut and damaged ones she put in a corner
  283. >She's never been this glad her parents force her to take care of her room herself
  284. >She's basically done sorting things, though
  285. >Really, it's more like she's buying time
  286. >Her eyes fall on her PC again, and she has to tear them away
  287. >Whatever audio file she was working on yesterday is still there
  288. >Would it really hurt to check?
  289. >Vinyl bites her lip
  290. >She does need to figure out what's up with it, one way or another
  291. >It's not like she can just never turn on her PC again, either
  292. >She slowly goes to turn it on, but doesn't put her headphones on yet
  293. >She throws a glance at her clock
  294. >10:12 pm
  295. >She needs to go to school tomorrow
  296. >She can't really afford to stay up as late as she did yesterday
  297. >But a little bit...
  298. >Ignoring the audio project that opened again as she restarted her PC, something that takes far more effort than she'd like to admit, she instead navigates to the options
  299. >forty-five minutes should do
  300. >It'll shut down automatically after that
  301. >Not that it should be a problem though
  302. >She's just checking on the file, right?
  303. >Finally, she slides her headphones back on
  304. >There's a hint of hesitation, just a moment
  305. >Then she starts the audio file again
  306.  
  307. We've got the music
  308. Got the music
  309. Got the music
  310.  
  311. >The screen is dark
  312. >A glance at the clock
  313. >11:00 pm
  314. >A moment to realise the only thing she's still wearing is the plaster over her navel
  315. >Another to notice one hand is pumping in and out of her pussy, the other twisting her nipples
  316. >Images of Silver Stud flash in her mind, and of a number of other girls she doesn't know the names of
  317. >And not just girls, of course
  318. >Reluctantly, rather slowly, Vinyl stops masturbating, and pulls herself up from her chair
  319. >She gets all the way to her bed, and slides under the covers, still naked
  320. >She knows she needs to sleep, tomorrow she needs to go to school
  321. >She's feeling pretty relaxed, though
  322. >Fulfilled, even
  323. >She drifts asleep quickly and easily
  324. >All the while wondering what exactly she was so worried about all day

Vinyl's Slutty Rewiring - Chapter 0: Remix

by RaraSlut

Vinyl's Slutty Rewiring - Chapter 1: Crescendo

by RaraSlut