The Bitches Nails

Katie and her best friend Lulu found the box of nails whilst they were volunteering at the local charity shop.  The two friends were local do-gooders, and they gave up a lot of time after school working in the shop and trying to help the community. 

Katie was skinny and blonde - but in a geeky sort of wallflower way, and Lulu was short and stout.  Neither of them were very popular at school and showed no interest in getting involved in the local politics and highschool cliques.

Whilst cataloguing and putting items in the inventory, the pair would often come across things of interest - and the small metal box containing ten neat little sharp black nails was certainly one of the strangest things they had ever come across.

The nails were black and made from some weird plastic/metal composite.  They were incredibly sharp and durable.  Lulu hit one with a hammer just out of interest... and it just put a dent in the hammer.  The point of the nail was strong enough to cut through steel and it appeared completely indestructible.  She passed it to Katie who examined it curiously.

It was whilst Katie was trying to put the nail back in the box, that her fingers lined up in such a way, that suddenly the nails all came alive and leapt onto her fingers.  She shrieked as they fused with her fingers and she began to convulse and foam at the mouth almost instantly.  

Lulu screamed in horror and rang for an ambulance... 

"Oh my God, Katie! Hang on in there!"

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The hospital were flummoxed.  They had never seen anything like it.  The scans had to be wrong, they just had to be.

Katie's body had been invaded by tiny metal filaments that came from the nails.  They were so small that they had merged and entwined with her nervous system and were now literally part of her body.  Some had tapped into her brain, others her limbic system.  The nails were now an intrinsic part of Katie and could never be removed.  Not without killing her anyway.

As to what they were and where they came from - that was also a mystery.  The metal/plastic defied analysis.  It was impossible to take a sample.  Even a diamond drill would chip and shatter when used on the nails.

They appeared to be altering Katie's body chemistry in very subtle ways.  Some filaments were linked directly to her pleasure centres and erogenous zones.  Others appeared to be changing her metabolism. The only good news was she was fully awake and recovered.  In fact - she was demanding to be discharged!

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Tapping her long black nails on the bed impatiently, Katie scowled at the Doctors and pushed the clipboard away. "No. I refuse to take part in anymore tests - I feel fine. I want to be released."

"But we don't know what those nails are doing to you!" stuttered one Doctor.

"Look, I'm sick of being trapped in the hospital," snapped Katie, "I want out of here."

Since waking up, Katie's usually mild mood had been replaced by a increasingly frustrated foulness. She was pissed off and she wanted out of this dump. Worse... she felt... horny.

You need to get fucked.

Katie groaned.  Where had that thought come from?  She was still a virgin like her friend Lulu - one of the only eighteen year olds left in the town who hadn't had sex.  She'd decided she wanted to wait till she got married, not throw it away like the others.

You need cock inside you.  You need to get fucked.

Katie gasped, the black nails on her fingers tingling.  Vision's of being pounded like a slut... of losing her virginity to some powerful stud filled her mind.  She was wet instantly... wet and frustrated. There were no guys she could fuck here.

Then watch more porn.  Porn is good.  Program yourself to crave sex.

Katie blushed.  Since they'd given her back her phone, she'd been using it to watch hardcore porn.  It was something she'd not really done before... but now as soon as the Doctors were out of the room, her hand was in her pants... rubbing her clit as she watched hot dirty sex.

Her orgasms seemed more powerful than before.  Her new nails felt good on her fingers, she liked how they looked when she rubbed her pussy.  She should have been scared of cutting herself, but when she touched her own body the nails didn't feel sharp at all.  It was like they were in symbiosis with her and actually part of her skin. 

"Oh fuck," she groaned flushing with lust as the Doctor's looked at each other curiously.

"Did you say something miss?"

"GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" she screamed.

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"Holy fuck Katie... I never knew you were such a slut!"

"Shut up and just fuck me Chad," grunted Katie as she groaned in pleasure and spread her freshly shaven pussy wider to admit more of the bullies huge girth.

This second time felt a lot better - now she'd lost her virginity and was nice and open for big cock like this.  Her fingernails tingled and she gasped as a rush of serotonin blasted through her body as she admitted more cock - it was like she was being rewarded for being sluttier.

Good girl, take it deeper.

Moaning Katie, obeyed - her black nails glinting as she pulled her legs back as far as she could so that Chad could hammer her down and fuck the shit out of her.

"Damn, you're tight," he groaned sliding in and out with long confident thrusts.  "You better not tell my girlfriend about this - she thinks you're still in hospital."

Get control of him.

Katie shuddered as another blast of serotonin throbbed through her.  The nails on her fingers clenched into claws.

"Your girlfriend means nothing Chad.  Not now you know how tight MY pussy is.  If you want more, I need your help."

Chad grinned down at her.

"Oh yeah, what do you want?"

"EVERYTHING," she hissed as the nails sent more pleasure directly into her cerebral cortex.

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Lulu was shocked when she saw her friend.

It had been weeks since Katie had been discharged, but despite the many texts she'd sent, Lulu hadn't seen or heard anything from her.  Finally she'd gone to Katie's house herself... only to find her friend half-naked wandering around.

"My Mom and Dad are out," yawned Katie tiredly.  "They still think I'm recovering from the accident."

"It wasn't an accident," said Lulu as she examined Katie in alarm.  "Those nails did something to you and it's getting worse.  Oh my God, what happened to you?"

Katie had changed.  Her nipples were pierced... her body covered in tattoos.  Her face was heavily made up and she looked like a total slut.  The good-girl kind friend Lulu had known was barely visible anymore.

"I've been going to the local parlour.  Do you like it?" hissed Katie, evidently pleased.  "Anything that increases the sensation of pleasure and sex is worth it.  Anything that makes me sluttier."

"Katie. Those nails. They're evil.  They're rewiring your body to crave pleasure and sex.  They're destroying the bits of your brain that take pleasure and delight in nice things and making you crave only pleasure and sex.  We have to do something!"

Katie laughed, "Mmmmh, sounds pretty hot to me.  Why would I want to stop that.  I NEED my nails Lulu.  Maybe I can make you understand.  My parent's aren't really out you see. I found that I could use my nails to get into their minds too.  Let me show you,"

Suddenly Katie darted forward and Lulu screamed as her friend stabbed the nails deep into her arm. 

"Don't struggle," hissed Katie in delight. "I just need to access your brain for a while."

Inside Lulu's body, tiny filaments shot out from the nails and accessed her brain.  Lulu groaned, drool dripping out of her mouth as Katie began to reprogram her friend to be more to her liking.

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Katie moaned in pleasure as Lulu and some other bitch from school whose name she had forgotten pleasured her pussy.

"Yes, that's right you dirty little sluts... make me cum."

Three boys were standing obediently watching, jerking their cocks.  Katie liked to make them watch her warm up before having her fun with them too.

More... you need more.  More cock... more pussy... more sex.

She moaned, feeling the craving - the need for more growing within her. It wasn't fair - no matter how much sex she had - how cruel, depraved and bitchy she acted - the nails made her crave more.

It was the only way she could experience pleasure anymore - to be so absolutely slutty that the nails would give her that hit of serotonin she craved.  She didn't care who she had to hurt to get that hit. Friends and family meant nothing to her anymore, only pleasure. Only the nails mattered.

She had been lost to the bitches nails...

THE END