chapter 12 - Nicole

Something seemed to be in the water that the men on campus were drinking. When Nicole walked across campus, every time there was always some dude trying to hit on her, with countless others staring at her lustfully. Of course, Nicole was used to getting attention, but this was getting ridiculous. The only thing that had changed in Nicole's mind was that she was now officially off the market. Maybe that was why guys seemed to desire her more than usual? This surge of attention made it incredibly hard for Nicole not to have thoughts about going back to her promiscuous ways. As someone who loved the spotlight, Nicole felt wholly in her element, flaunting her assets, leaning into it.

There was so much temptation dangling in front of her, day by day. The most Nicole ever managed was some playful flirting, even though her body wanted more. Ruining things with her boyfriend wasn't something Nicole wanted, so she kept her thoughts to herself and didn't succumb. If she couldn't sleep with any of these suitors who were lining up, the least they could do was think about her when they went home to bust a nut.

Another strange but welcome update in Nicole's life was her clothes. Weirdly, there were a few outfits in her closet and drawers that she didn't have a memory of buying. That was in addition to some of her existing clothes appearing newer and fresher then they had been. It was certainly odd that her clothes were magically rearranging themselves in her closet, but Nicole knew she sometimes was forgetful when she drank. That could've been it. Possibly the weirdest part was the lack of tags on her outfits. Nicole had inquisitively wondered where many of the new and replacement clothes had come from, trying to remember when she had gotten them. Yet, there was no tag to be found. Very strange. However, not something that Nicole used too much brainpower to worry about. A few of her outfits were fitting her more properly then when the dryer shrank them, and that was all that mattered.