It’s been a year since her rather sordid experiences in Miami when she visited a Mall to buy some gifts for her parents. When she got home to New York, the men who molested her, thinking she was a little girl, had turned her into a slut. Her father and stepmother noticed the behavior change, and eventually, they got a milder version of the story out of the young woman. Lily didn’t tell them everything, but she told them a young man had molested her on the train. She never mentioned Grandpa Jack, the old man who took her vaginal and anal virginities on that fateful day, or the other men.
Her father wanted to call the police, but Lily talked him down. She just wanted to get on with her life and put it all behind her when the letter arrived from the New York University (NYU) saying they approved her application to study there. Lily’s excited to start a new chapter in her life. Her dad agreed to give her more autonomy since she’s now legally an adult, but she will remain living at home.
*****
During orientation week, she met lots of new people. But they, of course, all fixated on her appearance. Lily tried to dress maturely, but fellow students and faculty staff still treated her like a little girl. Then during an event, a girl named Jenny said something odd.
“Whatever you do, don’t do a Nora Young,” the brunette said with a wicked glint in her eye and a lewd laugh.
“Who’s Nora Young?” Lily asks naively.
“You don’t wanna know,” Jenny said, glancing at her friends, who giggle conspiratorially.
Lilly frowns. “How can I know what to avoid if you don’t tell me?”
“She’s this girl that went to a college in LA,” another girl said.
“Yeah, she, well, looked young, um, like you do,” Jenny said, blushing some.
“So what?” Lilly said, shaking her head. “I can’t help how I look.”
“Nah, Nah, we don’t mean that,” the other girl said. “You’re cool with us.”
Lilly sighs. “What did this girl do that was so bad?”
Jenny grimaces. “It’s a bit creepy to say, but she dressed like a little girl to attract perverts to do her. Someone released a video of her doing it.”
“Yeah,” the other girl said, feigning disgust. The titillating tale excites her some. “She’d attract pedophiles and creepy old guys to have sex with, can you believe it? I heard from a friend she’d go to public bathrooms and practically invite trouble. I mean, how desperate do you have to be?”
The girls laugh except Lily.
“She deliberately dressed to make her look like a little girl to get laid?” Lilly asks, trying to comprehend the story.
“Yeah, gross, eh,” Jenny said, laughing still.
“But she was over eighteen, right?”
“Yeah, what’s that got to do with it,” the other girl asks, rolling her eyes.
“So, Nora, a legal adult, was having consensual sex with older men, and you guys all condemn her for that?”
Jenny laughs. “Now I can see why you’re here to study law,” she said. “It’s not that Nora was having sex with old farts. It was how she went about it. I believe she didn’t tell those men she was an adult. She let them believe she was underage. They thought she was a little girl, which makes it creepy.”
Lily nods. She gets it now. ‘If this Nora chick wasn’t being upfront about it to those men involved, I have to agree with Jenny,’ Lilly thought. “Where is Nora now?” she asks.
“Who knows. She left LA once it got out. Probably changed her name and look and went somewhere else to finish her degree.”
“She could even be here,” the other girl said and laughed.
“Nah, we’d have sniffed her out by now if she was,” Jenny said. Then to Lily, “As I said, don’t do a Nora Young. You look even younger than what she did.”
Lily thought back to Grandpa Jack and thought, ‘I think it’s too late for that.’ “OK, I promise I’ll be good and only fuck college-aged guys,” Lilly said to the girls and rolled her eyes.
*****
Despite her earnest pledge to only date college-aged guys, Lily soon finds a similar problem the infamous Nora Young had. None of the guys wanted anything to do with her because she seemed so young. Lily couldn’t use a fake ID to get into clubs and bars because the door attendants took one look at her and told her to go home to mommy. The other college kids partied, and Lily stayed at home wondering how she could get the life she wanted. The only upside of her forced celibacy is she had plenty of time for study.
Jenny emailed her the video of Nora Young on the train with the guards. It was pretty disgusting what they did to the girl, but she does agree that dressed the way she was, Nora did look like a prepubescent girl. Nora’s idea is profound in Lily’s mind, and she finds herself masturbating to the fantasy of letting perverts use her sexually. Besides, she’s already done it before, so it’s no stretch to keep doing it.
*****
One day while staring at her naked body in the mirror, she thought, ‘I’m an Incel. A female Incel. Life sucks. By the time I look old enough to fuck I’ll be too old for anything. Nora wasn’t stupid. She was desperate. Maybe if the good guys won’t fuck me, I should get the bad ones to do it instead.’
The thought stuns the girl. She remembers Grandpa Jack and the Mall in Miami, and her little slit gets wet. ‘I couldn’t, could I?’ Lily has been the same height for many years, so she still has nearly all the clothes she ever owned because the girl never grew out of anything as she aged. She goes to the attic and finds some boxes with clothes from when she was nine to ten. ‘It’s a good thing dad never throws anything out,’ she thought, taking a box back to her bedroom.
Opening the box, she finds some old elementary school uniforms, and she strips and puts one on. Standing again in front of the mirror, she examines herself.
“Fuck, I look like I still belong in elementary school,” she said and grimaced. The girl grabs some hair ties, puts her hair in pigtails, and rechecks herself. “Jesus, I look like an eight-year-old. Fuck you, Tyson’s Syndrome.”
After fiddling with her look, like putting on some tiny girl panties she wore back then, some long socks, and black school shoes, Lily’s shocked at the result.
“Only a pervert would want to have sex with me dressed like this,” she said. “God, if I let them do shit to me, they might kill me. Do I need a cock that badly?”
Part of her wants to stop and forget it. Another driven by lust wants Lily to give it a go. As with many humans, desire wins the battle.
“I’ll go to the Mall,” she said, producing a plan. “That worked well for me in Miami, and I wasn’t even dressed like a little girl then.”
*****
A few days later, Lilly dressed in her elementary school uniform, white panties, hair in pigtails, and a backpack with a change of clothes and some wet wipes. She wanders around the Soho Mall window shopping, and sometimes she goes inside some shops to peruse the latest fashions or tech gizmo on sale. Disappointingly, no one seems to follow her or even care she’s there. The girl goes into a lingerie store and looks at some sexy undergarments.
“A little old for you, Miss,” a snooty sales clerk said. “Come back when you’re legal.”
Lilly sneers at the woman, who probably isn’t that much older. She’s in her early twenties with big breasts and a curvy figure—everything Lilly is not. The sales clerk moves away, distracted by another customer, and Lilly decides to get her revenge. She grabs several items off the racks, and as no one is watching, she quickly pulls the tags off the items and stuffs them into her bag. Then after a glance around, Lilly casually leaves the store, sure that no one noticed her, and with butterflies in her stomach from the knowledge that she had done something illegal.
Lilly’s stomach drops as she notices two mall security officers standing right outside the store, but the pretend schoolgirl stares straight ahead and strides right by them. At least she thought she did. “Excuse me, Miss, mind if we ask you a few questions?” Lilly hears from behind her.
The girl stops, but both officers immediately come to her sides and fold their arms across their chests.
“Um, I guess. Is anything wrong?” Lilly asks, hoping she didn’t look too guilty.
But apparently, they had already seen whatever they were looking for because they smiled at one another knowingly.
“Just come with us, and we don’t need to make a scene,” the taller, more handsome officer said, leading the way as the other one followed behind.
Lilly’s mind is racing. ‘How could they possibly have known about what I stole?’ she wonders. ‘Were there cameras in the store? Was there a silent alarm tag on the merchandise?’ It seems they certainly knew she had stolen something. They lead her to an empty corner of the Mall and into the security office.
“Do you have any ID, Miss?”
Lily rifles through her bag to pull out her wallet and hand over her driver’s license. “I’m nineteen,” she said.
The officer gazed at the license and then at Lilly. “This has to be a fake ID,” he said.
“No, I swear. I’m nineteen. I go to NYU.”
He hands her license to his comrade, and they both roll their eyes. “It’s also against the law to have a fake ID, Miss. Maybe we should call the cops, Joe?”
Joe shakes his head. “We don’t need cops here,” he said. Then to Lilly, he said, “Do you understand theft is a misdemeanor?”
She nods, eyes down.
He continues, “And that misdemeanor charges come with jail time and fines up to ten grand?”
Lily gasps at the large amounts of the fine. Her little body is shaking.
“I can tell you don’t want any of those things to happen, Miss,” said the handsome officer, Joe. “I believe we might be able to make an exception in your case if you can show us that you truly regret your actions.”
“I do, sir, I do,” Lilly said, eager to get out of there as quickly as possible.
“Then we’ll need you to put on the stolen goods, look in the mirror, and tell us whether stealing them was worth a possible criminal charge.”
“What?”
“Please, Miss, we’re trying to help you out here. There’s a bathroom attached to the interrogation room. You can change in there, then come out and look in the mirror. If you don’t want to do this our way, we can start filling out paperwork to send over to the police.”
Feeling ashamed and humiliated already, Lilly figures showing them lacy underthings can’t worsen her situation. If this can get her out of trouble, it’s worth it. So she goes into the bathroom, takes off her school clothes, and puts on the corset and panties she stole. Lilly notices they’re entirely see-through. The white lace hides nothing.
Deciding it’s too late to back out now, Lilly quickly leaves the bathroom, goes to the mirror, and says, “This was not worth stealing. I regret my actions completely.”
She promptly turns around to put her clothes back on, hoping they’re as embarrassed as she to have been a part of this. Indeed, they hadn’t known her stolen goods were so revealing.
“Hold on just a minute there, young lady,” a voice over the intercom said. “We’re going to need to do a little more interrogation.”
Lilly turns around, back toward the false mirror that the officers are standing behind.
“But I already said I was—”
“Miss, I’m going to need you to cooperate here. Now, Officer Kilburn is going to enter the interrogation room. Before he does, you need to put your hands behind your head and spread your legs.”
“Wait, I don’t think—”
“Miss. Remember, we’re trying to help you. If you’re going to be resistant, we cannot work with you.”
Lilly places both hands behind her head and puts her feet hip-distance apart.
“A little further apart, please.”
She steps out another foot or so.
“That’s better, thank you. Officer Kilburn will enter now.”
She’s relieved to see the handsome officer enter the room. “I will need to frisk you, Miss,” he said matter-of-factly.
“What can I be hiding?” Lilly asks, frowning deeply.
‘They’re taking this a bit too far,’ she thought.
“Please, just work with us here,” he said as if she was a considerable nuisance. “Now, calm down. I’m just trying to help.”
Starting at her right ankle, he runs his hands up her bare leg, sending shivers up her spine. When he stops just below her panties, Lilly lets out a sigh of relief. But when he moved up her left leg, he did not stop, leaving his right hand cupping her mound. Using his hands and pushing his hips behind her, Kilburn guides her a few steps forward, pressing her against the glass of the two-way mirror. When Lilly starts to push back, he slides his fingers through the hole in her panties and rubs her clit.
He whispers, “You little slut. You wanted this all along, didn’t you?”
“No, I—” she tries to protest, but he’s having none of it.
“You did. Your pussy is wet for me. You thought you could get out of trouble by seducing me.”
Lilly knows the situation is arousing her, and her pussy’s wetness reflects that fact. Even as he rubs her clit, he pulls down the corset, exposing her nub-like breasts and pushing them against the cold glass. Lilly moans despite herself, unable to ignore the pleasure from his fingers circling with varying pressure and rhythm. He rubbed her nipples, warming them, lightly pinching them in his hand.
“Hard nipples, wet pussy. Look how much you want me, you little slut. You want my cock, don’t you?”
“I can’t. I’m only a little girl.”
“But you just said you’re nineteen? You can’t expect me to believe that a little girl would steal such whorish underwear? Please. You want my cock, and you want it bad. Did you steal this just to turn me on?”
“No,” Lilly said, tears streaming down her face.
“Don’t lie to me. I can be lenient on you if you tell the truth. How can I blame you for taking something just to have the pleasure of my cock inside you?”
“OK, OK,” she lies.
“Why did you steal the incredibly sexy underwear?” he demands.
“I took them to seduce you,” Lilly whispers, still crying silently.
While he had been ‘interrogating’ her, he unzipped his pants. As soon as Lilly confesses, his large cock shoves into her so hard she gasps.
“OK, you got what you wanted, whore,” he said as he began thrusting into her.
The first few thrusts hurt so much that even more tears rolled down her cheeks. But even as it hurt, the motion starts to feel good somehow. Kilburn’s fingers resume pleasuring her clit, and Lilly let out another moan. Combining his fingers with his cock is too much for her, and she feels her body tense, then shivers in orgasmic release.
“Satisfied?” he asks.
Not sure what to do, Lilly nods, hoping that will be its end.
“Good, now it’s my turn.”
Grabbing her hips, he fucks her from behind faster and faster until he suddenly holds her still, letting out a moan himself. As he pulls his cock out of her, he slaps her on the ass. As he goes to the door and opens it, Lilly hears clapping from the other room and remembers she had an audience. She pulls up the corset and tries to cover herself as much as she can, humiliated by the fact she had not put up a fight and confessed to wanting to seduce him in front of other people. Lilly had let him fuck her without once saying no.
“Well, I’m convinced that she won’t do it again. Does anyone else need some convincing?” Kilburn asks whoever is behind the glass.
Lilly’s heart sinks as she hears two men say yes. This time Lilly will be clear. She looked Officer Kilburn in the eyes and said, “No, I won’t do it.”
“Sorry, Miss, if it were up to me, I’d let you go. But we’ve got other officers here who heard your confession, and they’ll want to be sure you won’t repeat the offense. Be careful what you wish for, darling.”
He winks and holds the door open for two other men, who already had their cocks in their hands and had been masturbating to her previous encounter.
“Please, this is not right,” she begs.
The original officer who had told her he was trying to help her speaks. “The little slut expects to get out of trouble after one fuck. That doesn’t seem like a punishment to me. As Kilburn said, be careful what you wish for, babe. You got him, that’s what you wanted, right? Now you get us too. Part of the deal.” He turns to the other officer and says, “You wanna go first?”
“You go ahead and get started,” the other officer said. “I’ll take her mouth. I’m married, you know.”
Lilly can’t believe how matter-of-fact they are about this. Like this made sense to them. Like this wasn’t sexual assault. As they come toward her, she begins to cry again. But feeling powerless to stop whatever is going to happen, she let them bend her over and insert their cocks into her mouth and vagina.
“You’re right, Kilburn. She was wet for you. I haven’t had such a slippery little cunt in ages.”
“Her tongue isn’t bad either,” the other said as they moved her gently back and forth between them.
Gagging on one cock and fucked with another, Lilly closes her eyes and tries her best to pretend it isn’t happening. But before she knows it, the pleasurable sensations come back, and she can feel another orgasm building.
“See, I knew she was a slut. She’s enjoying this,” said the first officer as his hand reached around to her clit.
It’s already swollen and tender, and her body jerks at his touch. He laughs and starts to rub roughly. Lilly’s muscles contract, and she shudders with her second orgasm. Seeing this, the man getting a blowjob cries out as he ejaculates in her mouth, making her cough as she chokes on the salty, sticky liquid. Knowing it’s almost over, the girl finally relaxes and lets the man behind her use her like a sex doll. When he’s finally finished, he let go of her and gave one more squeeze to her breasts and buttocks.
“Nicely done, Miss,” he said as he zipped up his pants. “You have paid your debt to society.”
He turns and leaves the room after the other officer.
Glad to finally be alone, Lilly goes back to the bathroom and puts on her elementary schoolgirl clothes. She hurries toward the door, and Officer Kilburn hands her ID back.
“Now, don’t go shoplifting again,” he said. “Otherwise, you’ll end up back here servicing all our cocks. Twenty security officers work here, and that’s one hell of a gang bang, young lady.”
His wink made her feel dizzy. She ducks her head and leaves the office as quickly as possible, waiting until she’s in a nearby toilet until she cries. ‘Is this what Nora Young did?’ she wonders. ‘Maybe I’m not cut out for this? I don’t like not being in control of the situation. Then again, I suppose I wasn’t in control with Grandpa Jack.
However, the idea of becoming the object of a gangbang at the Mall didn’t appeal to Lilly. She decided to avoid Soho Mall for a while or not play the game there or go there alone. That way, she could keep herself out of trouble. Not sure what to do next, she decides this whole thing was a bad idea from the beginning.
‘That’s it. I’m never playing The Game again. It’s too risky and rapey,’ she thought, leaving the Mall.
*****
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