Trashy Desires - Part 42

Jewely opened her eyes and saw the ceiling of her bedroom come into focus as the disorientation slowly faded from her mind. She lay there for a few more minutes while no particular thoughts crossed her mind. There was a deep calmness within her that made it hard to form coherent thoughts. Finally, Jewely forced herself to concentrate and shake the lingering memories of the dream she had just had.

However, no matter how hard she tried to think, Jewely couldn’t find any memories of how she had spent the last day. All there was were the impressions of her last lively dream. A dream where she had gone to meet Amelia and things had gotten entirely out of control, leaving her with most of her knowledge erased. Jewely tried her best to push that dream out of her mind. She didn’t want it to make her anxious and be a negative influence on her upcoming session with Amelia.

Still, she couldn’t put together how she had ended up in her bed the night before. And the more she thought about it, the more the memories of her dream started to come into focus. With each passing minute, they became clearer and more tangible until they overwhelmed Jewely’s senses, and a jolt of horror rushed through her entire body.

Oh god.

Those were not memories of a dream. They were actual memories of her last day.

Jewely broke out in a sweat of panic as she jumped up from her bed and fumbled around in her purse for her phone. She unlocked it from pure muscle memory and then stared at her displayed apps in utter disbelief.

She recognized most of the apps by their logo. But the letters below were complete nonsense to her. Like something she had never in her life seen before. No matter how much she swiped through the list, she couldn’t find even one letter that made any sense to her.

She was completely illiterate.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

Jewely began to hyperventilate and felt like she was about to pass out. Panicked, she opened her messenger app, where she saw a tiny '1' displayed at the upper corner. At least she still remembered what that number meant. She also remembered Kendra’s profile picture as she opened her newest highlighted message.

But that was where her memories ended.

Inside the speech bubble that surrounded Kendra’s text, all Jewely could make out were a series of confusing lines and circles. No matter how hard she tried to concentrate, which felt oddly exhausting, it didn’t start to make any sense. And after a few seconds of concentration, Jewely felt herself getting physically ill from the exertion.  

She tossed her phone onto her bed, and another wave of panic washed over her every sense. With great effort, she pulled herself together and forced herself to take deep breaths to calm down. In through her nose, out through her mouth. Again and again until she finally felt herself stabilize.

As Jewely’s heart rate finally slowed down and she felt her head clear somewhat, she felt ready to try to think things through in a sorted manner. But just as she fruitlessly tried to find a solution to her unique problem, a new feeling began rearing its head inside of her. It started small, but with every passing thought, every desperate attempt to figure out how Jewely would go through her life from now on, it grew stronger. Until it was a raging river that relentlessly clashed against Jewely’s defenses, giving her no pause until they came crashing down, forcing Jewely to acknowledge what her body was telling her.

Jewely was aroused.

Not just aroused, she was overwhelmingly horny. Her entire body felt on fire, a tingle spreading through her limbs. Without noticing it, Jewely’s breath had gotten shallow, and little moans had escaped her lips as she had been thinking about her predicament.

Now that she acknowledged her arousal, Jewely realized that her hand had already started inching between her thighs, eager to dive into the wetness awaiting it. She let her fingers continue as she grabbed her vibrator from the nightstand. As they parted her pussy’s lips, she placed it against her clit and turned it on.

Ecstasy rushed through her, and Jewely cried out in pleasure.  

All the consequences of her choices rushed through her head as she made herself accept that this was permanent now. There was no way to escape. Things would only get worse from now on as she would struggle with even the simplest tasks in life. It was degrading. Humiliating. Pathetic. Deplorable.

It was all Jewely wanted to be. All she would be forced to live through every day from now on.

Jewely kept working her vibrator on her clit and let the pleasure take all control from her. She moaned as loud as her body demanded her to, not caring that the whole neighborhood could hear her cries. She grew even louder when her body couldn’t take it anymore and pushed her into a screaming climax, conveying one clear message to the world:

Jewely was here to stay forever.