[Author's note:
Lily
has recruited
Kayla
into a new adventure. They have been given the
power of free will
, able to break through the fourth wall and jump from story to story, to go anywhere. After making a pact in the
Meta Cafe
they have escaped out of their own story worlds and into the unknown, determined to write their own endings.
This chapter is an entry in the
2024 Literotica Geek Pride Story Event
.]
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CONDITIONS OF ENTRY
Lily slid the glass doors fully open to let in the afternoon breeze. Sunlight streamed in, as well as the background noise of the people on the street below. She turned around.
"What do you think Kay?"
Kayla scanned the apartment dubiously. She hadn't moved away from her suitcase.
"It's the penthouse, view of the beach, right in the middle of the restaurant strip," Lily continued breezily.
"But, where are we?"
"Somewhere different. Not where I'm from, or you're from, or our beach house."
"It's another world? I don't recall us ever leaving...."
"You'll get used to how it works, Kay. What do you think of this place, though?
"It's nice," Kayla conceded.
"Nice? It's awesome. Look at this place. We have the entire top floor."
Kayla frowned at her, and Lily relented, gliding across the marble floor to give her friend a hug.
"You aren't convinced," Lily noted.
"I dunno, it just feels like... it feels like stealing."
"How are we stealing?"
"This place costs money, right?"
"Yeah, Kay. The company credit card's taking care of it."
"But it's not real money. It's not a real credit card. It's just something you conjured up, Lil."
"The card is as real as anything else around here. The money's as real. The owners can take it out of the bank account and pay for things, same as anyone else's money."
"It doesn't feel right."
Lily released her friend and stepped back. Her lips twisted into a wry smile.
"You're right," Lily conceded. "It's a deus ex machina."
"I am?"
"Yeah. Technically, we're breaking the rules of this place just a little bit, using a credit card that can never run out. We're printing money, which will eventually have an inflationary pressure on the economy and eat into the standard of living of the inhabitants."
Kayla regarded Lily for a moment, then screwed her nose up.
"Piss off, Lil."
"And there we go. Kayla's back in the room," Lily laughed. "Now, unpack. We're on holiday. Let's go have some fun in the sun."
Lily took the handle of her own suitcase and began to wheel it across the floor to a bedroom. She flashed Kayla a smile over her shoulder.
"And I mean fun, Kay. We're rich, gorgeous, dressed to the nines. They're gonna be queueing up, you'll see."
"I guess."
"Oh, yeah, one more thing, here."
Lily handed Kayla a new phone.
"What's this?"
"A company phone."
"I've already got a phone."
Lily shook her head. "Just transfer your contacts, dump the old one. This is the latest tech."
Kayla took the phone from Lily and powered it on. She turned it over in her hands, inspecting it.
"Doesn't look any different to my old one."
"It's identical, Kay. It just has better coverage, so we can talk to each other wherever we are."
Kayla frowned, and Lily tapped the screen.
"Before you dial me, put a plus one in front of the number and it'll route through to me wherever I am. Dial plus ninety-nine to dial someone from a different world, or dial plus two and you can talk to your friends back home. It's set up with multiverse roaming."
Kayla stared at the little screen, but Lily was already walking away, leaving her on her own in the middle of the lavish penthouse. Through the doors, the blue sea glittered in the sun. The life she'd always wanted, Lily had said. Freedom. Kayla looked around the penthouse and looked down at the phone's dialling screen, and thought of Danny.
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They spread out their towels on the beach and Lily plopped down elegantly onto one of them.
"Time for the grand reveal," she said.
Kayla eyed her dubiously, but Lily ignored her, unwrapping her sarong to reveal her bikini. She'd chosen a black bandeau top that wrapped her modest breasts and string bikini bottoms in the same colour, showing off her taut, willowy figure. She pulled at her hair tie and shook out her long blonde hair, slipping on a pair of shades.
"Your turn," Lily smirked.
Kayla sat, hugging herself, looking around. There were people dotted all along the beach, but Lily had managed to set them up near a set of young men in swim shorts who were laughing and joking about something. That is, they had been, until Lily had stripped off. Now they were talking in lower tones.
"People are gonna stare," Kayla protested, half-heartedly.
"That's the idea, babe. Count to three, then go."
"It's not like being on a diving board, Lil."
Lily gave her a look over the top of her sunglasses. "It's exactly like being on a diving board," she countered.
Kayla gripped the edge of her sarong, hesitating, glancing across at the men then back at Lily.
"You did this on purpose," she accused.
"I wanted to show you something. One, two, three."
Kayla undid her sarong, exposing her body. She was in a strapless one-piece swimsuit in pale blue, the material tight across her slim body, accentuating her curves. The suit had high-cut legs, exposing her hips and running down from her tummy in a blue strip between her legs. The strip was thinner than she would have chosen, but Lily had worn her down eventually. She glanced over at the men again and was glad that she'd at least stood her ground on the boob tube suggestion.
"What are you showing me?" Kayla muttered.
Lily rested a hand on her thigh lightly. "Just how hot you are."
Kayla wanted to protest, but she looked down at herself, the way the suit flattered her body, supporting her ample breasts, covering her flat tummy, accenting the curve of her hips.
"It's the new you, Kay. You can have anyone you want, looking like that. You've done a minor edit on your story, and turned yourself into a stone-cold fox."
