Selfie for a friend

Alex stared at her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she had actually sent that photo. Her fingers trembled as she clutched the device, the image of her own plump, smooth buttocks barely covered by a string of fabric obscenely staring at her. Her cheeks burned red from the embarrassment. Or shame. Or guilt. Alex wasn't sure which, or even all three combined.

The phone rang, and she almost dropped it in her panic. She hesitated, then taking a deep breath and squeezing the phone so tightly her fingers hurt, she accepted the call.

"Alex? Why did you send me a picture of some slut's ass?" Mark’s voice came from the speaker, with his familiar laugh, sounding confused more than angry or outraged.

For the first second, she was silent, but then quitly mumbled into the mouthpiece. "It's not a slut... Mark, it’s me. I took it." She lowered her eyes and swallowed, cursing herself for her actions, her voice shaking. "And I... I don't know. This is crazy."

"What? Who is this? Where’s Alex?” Mark sounded more confused. "Is this some kind of prank?"

"It’s me, Alex," she insisted, her voice trembling. "Something happened to me this morning. I woke up and I was...different."

For a few seconds, a silence that seemed like an eternity filled their conversation. But then Mark laughed again. "Okay, let’s say I believe you. If you are Alex, then why do you send me a picture like that?" He sounded sarcastic, still laughing a little, still not believing her.

"I don't know, Mark! Do you think I wanted this? Do you think I understand any of this?" Her anger flared, but it was mixed with a deep sense of shame and self-hatred. "Just believe me, Mookie. I am serious," she pleaded, using some cute pet name for him, but then realized what she just said and it made her angrier, partly at herself. "I mean Mark. God..."

"Okay, okay, calm down," Mark said soothingly, his tone changing, caused her stomach to clench with anxiety, or anticipation.

She swallowed "I didn’t want to," Alex whispered, tears welling up. "It’s like something is making me do things. Making me say things I don’t want to say."

"Like what?" Mark asked cautiously.

"Like...like I want to be your girlfriend," she blurted out, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "But I don’t! I don't really want to, but I can't stop."

"You're not making any sense," Mark replied. "Are you trying to tell me you want to be my girlfriend now?"

"No! I mean, yes. I mean, I don't know!" She closed her eyes, wishing she could just fall through the ground. "Just forget it. It's nothing." Her voice cracked, and she sniffled and angrily brushed the wetness from her cheek.

"Whoa, easy. Don't get upset, girl... I mean, buddy. Hold up," Mark hurried to clarify.

"Buddy won't be your girlfriend, but Alexandra can give you an amazing blowjob," Alex said, wanting to joke, and only after she said it did she realize what came out, and immediately cursed herself for this and sighed bitterly, "Shit, sorry, Mark. It's not what I meant... of course unless we actually start dating." she bit her lip and giggled with embarrassment. "This is weird, right? God, I'm freaking out, Marky bear, I so screwed up."

Mark was silent for several seconds, obviously surprised by her words, but then he just laughed.

"Moo-kie, so?" Alex tried to giggle for a joke. "Shit... this is too confusing," she whispered in frustration, "Maybe you'll come and... wait!" she paused and turned on the front camera, tilted her head to the side and chose an angle in which her chest was clearly visible, then took a selfie and sent it to Mark, asking, "Do you think I’m... uh... pretty? Aww... Do you like my... tits? I... I... shit! Don't look at it. Just please come. I can't be alone right now. And... Bring condoms."

The pause that followed her words made the pit of her stomach tingle. She nervously awaited a reply, but got only another bewildered silence.

"I'll arrive in half an hour." Mark said shortly with seriousness in his voice "And if it's a bad prank, I promise I'll kick both yours and Alex's ass." Then the call ended.

She sat staring at the black screen, feeling excited and slightly scared. What was she doing?! What's going to happen next? Alexandra already know the answer, but not wanted to accept it.