Changing Stripes

[ms_tiff]

Closed for ToniTaylor

Changing Stripes​

Boring. The word thrummed in her brain; flashing neon behind her eyelids anytime she closed her eyes.

Boring.

Boring.

Boring.

It was a word no one wanted to be associated with, especially when the one to call you such a thing was your boyfriend.

With a world-weary sigh, Cassidy slumped in her seat. The lecture hall was empty except for her and the sign echoed around her; the weariness ringing in her ears. Class wasn’t due to start for another thirty minutes, but Cassidy always made a point of getting in early so she could claim the desk front row center.

Okay, so maybe she enjoyed having a routine. What was wrong with that? And why did it matter if she wasn’t big on changing that routine?

Cassidy pulled her hair up into a bun, her finger moving deftly as she smoothed back the thick brown strands. Pusher her glasses up her nose she sighed again.

Seth’s words had been flung in a fit of fury and had hit their target with deadly accuracy.

They’d been fighting. Again. The fights had grown so frequent that Cassidy could no longer tell when one ended and the next began. The one that morning, though, that one she would not forget.


“You never want to do anything! Seriously, Cass, all you do is study. And when you’re not studying you’re TALKING about studying. I mean c’mon, there’s more to life than school.”

Cassidy sat on the narrow twin bed in Seth’s dorm room, hair still mussed from sleep, and watched her boyfriend of five years pace the grungy floor.

They’d started dating in high school – she the shy and nerdy freshman, he the worldly sophomore. It had been a romance that no one saw coming and yet, somehow, it made sense. They’d been so in love, joined at the hip for most of high school. Seth had made Cassidy one of the “popular people”, a title which had slipped away when he’d left for college and left Cassidy to fend for herself for the first time. She had followed him to college, forgoing full rides to Stanford and Yale just to be with Seth again.

Everything had started out so great. They’d driven out to school together at the end of summer, helped each other move in and get settled into their respective dorms. Had christened Cassidy’s bed with a quick but passionate love making session. They were once again the freshman and sophomore, an odd ball pairing that somehow didn’t make as much sense in their new surroundings. Seth was always off with his buddies from the lacrosse team, getting drunk and going to parties, leaving Cassidy alone more days than she could count. When they were together things seemed…off. Seth was distant, distracted. Their sex life had become almost non-existent. They had never been one of those couples that was constantly on top of each other or into PDA, but now Seth would barely hold her hand when they went out. He no longer rested his hand on the curve of her back as they walked across campus.

“I’m on scholarship, Seth, I have to keep my grades up. You know that.” She said softly. Cassidy hated fighting with him. She’d never been one for confrontation, but it seemed that that was all they did these days.

“Fuck that.” Seth scoffed. “You get A’s without even trying. Truth is that you don’t know how to have fun. You didn’t in high school and you don’t now. You’re boring, Cassidy. Fucking boring.”


Boring.

The word burned inside her as she listened to the footsteps of her fellow classmates as they slowly trickled into the lecture hall. It wasn’t just the word that hurt, it was the images it conjured in her mind. What was Seth doing all those nights that he was off with his teammates? It was no secret that half the female student body wanted him. How many had actually had him? Cassidy didn’t want to think about Seth with another girl, but she couldn’t help it. Her imagination ran rampant with images of him kissing, touching…fucking other girls, and tears burned at the back of her eyes. She wiped them away quickly, before anyone could see, and sat up straighter in her seat.

If Seth thought she was boring well then, she was going to have to fix that. As the professor walked into the room, setting his briefcase down on the desk next to the lectern, an idea formed in Cassidy’s ever churning mind. She would prove to Seth that she wasn’t boring. She would show him that she wasn’t a boring stick in the mud.

She just wasn’t sure how.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Toni Taylor
5'4", 112 pounds, B cups.
Naturally dark hair, dyed even blacker
Deep blue eyes.



Toni was in the little bathroom shared by the adjacent dorm rooms. She heard someone enter the room she was temporarily staying in. She popped out to smile broadly at the unfamiliar but not unexpected face. She said with enthusiastic energy, "Hi! You must be Cassy. Cassidy! Sorry."

She took a step closer and shoved her hand out. "I'm Toni. Stephie's girlfriend."

The young woman at the door held fast and just stared. Several thoughts struck Toni suddenly. Maybe this wasn't Cassidy, Stephie's roommate. Or maybe if this was Cassidy but she just didn't like unexpected guests. Or maybe Cassidy hadn't been aware that her roommate was gay. Oops. Outed.

Then Toni looked down to her body. She thought, maybe it was because she was dressed in only a small, tight pair of cotton panties. She laughed, retrieved, and slipped on her shirt. (image). She tugged at it to eventually hide her breasts, mostly.

"Sorry. I thought Stephie told you I was going to be staying here a few days. I sort of got kicked out of my dorm 'cross campus."

She laughed again. She threw her hands up in a mock surrender gesture. "Don't worry! No sex sounds in the dark, I promise! Stephie's gonna stay in my room while I stay here, so, no hanky panky, as my momma would call it."

Toni laughed again and moved closer to the other woman. She leaned in closer, speaking in almost a whisper, "To be honest, I think Stephie and I are done. She's mad. I sorta kissed another girl."

She shrugged, stuck her hand out again, and repeated, "I'm Toni."

 

[ms_tiff]

She’d meant to go straight to the library after class and get a jump start on the next week’s homework assignments, but she’d stupidly left her laptop charger in the dorm and her battery was nearly dead by the end of the lecture. And so, she’d returned to her dorm room with the intention of grabbing the charger and turning straight back around to get to the library before her favorite study carrel was taken. Cassidy thought she might run into her roommate, Stephanie – a girl who had barely spoken more than two words to her since they’d moved in months ago – but what she hadn’t anticipated was opening her door to see a girl who wasn’t her roommate. And she definitely hadn’t anticipated said girl being half-naked.

The girl was talking a mile a minute and Cassidy could only catch a word here or there. But what she did hear was “Stephie” and “girlfriend” in the same sentence. The manic pixie of a girl moved about the room as if she owned it, leaving Cassidy standing in the doorway like an idiot, gaping at her as the girl pulled on a tank top that barely covered her breasts.

“I’m Toni,” her hand was held out to Cassidy, who shook it dumbly.

“Um…hi?” The word came out in a question as she tried to decipher what the heck was going on. Suddenly her room was not her room and her roommate had been a lesbian this whole time? And none of this was helping with the stress she already felt over Seth.

“I’m…I’m sorry I don’t…can you repeat all that?” Cassidy felt like an idiot, and she hated it. “I’m not sure I…I don’t think I understand. Stephanie moved out?” She’d just come to get her laptop charger. Why oh why did this have to happen of all days!

She glanced down at Toni, who was only a few inches shorter than Cassidy’s own 5’6” frame. Her left nipple peaked out around the edge of her stretched out tank top and Cassidy flushed.

She’d never considered herself a prude - she was having sex with her boyfriend for pete’s sake! – but Cassidy had never really let Seth see her naked and had avoided ever seeing another person naked. Even after gym class in high school she had studiously kept her eyes on the floor as she struggled to change beneath her towel.

That little peek of nipple, sent the blush creeping slowly up her neck as Cassidy quickly pulled her gaze so that it settled on the wall just over Toni’s head.

“I just need my charger.” She mumbled, stepping back, grabbing the needed device off her desk and stumbling out the door to the safety of the library.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“Um…hi?”

Toni shook Cassidy's hand with enthusiasm. She giggled. Her possibly-former lover's roomie seemed flustered. But Toni had a way of doing that to people. It wasn't intentional. It just happened.

Cassidy rambled on about what Toni had said. “Stephanie moved out?”

"Yes." Toni didn't immediately realize how Cassidy had meant it. She laughed. "No! No, I'm sorry. Not moved out. Just, living in my room. While I live in hers. That's okay, isn't it?"

Toni noticed Cassidy's peek toward her bosom. It was quickly followed by a diversion of Cassidy's eyes to anywhere else. Toni adjusted her top to hide the errant nipple, laughing. She could easily tell that Cassidy was embarrassed with Toni's comfort with her body.

“I just need my charger.”

"Sure, of course." Toni took a quick step aside to give Cassidy space to retrieve the accessory. She took a moment to ogle the Cassidy. Toni saw a similarity between the two room mates. Same height, same shape, same womanly curves, presumably same weight. The obvious difference between Stephie and Cassidy was above the shoulders. Stephie was cute and young looking like Toni. She leaned a bit toward tomboy but certainly not so far that anyone who knew her to be a lesbian would call her butch. Cassidy however had a stunning, more mature, more elegant look to her. Toni had never had a girl friend who looked like Cassidy before. It made her imagination spin into high speed.

"Listen!" Toni said quickly, fearing she might only get this one chance. "How about--"

She hesitated. She didn't want to look too anxious, too eager. Stephie had told Toni that her roommate had a boyfriend. Boyfriend meant cock. Cock meant Cassidy wouldn't be interested in what was between Toni's thighs. Yet still, fuck it! "I'm sorry this got sprung on you like this, Cassidy. Really! Let me make it up to you. Let me buy you coffee."

She glanced at the little alarm clock atop an over turned cardboard box next to Stephie's bed. "Mocha Madness is open 'til nine. C'mon. Let me make this up to you."

 

[ms_tiff]

"Listen!" Toni said quickly, fearing she might only get this one chance. "How about--"

She hesitated. She didn't want to look too anxious, too eager. Cassidy had a lover. And that lover had a swinging cock. But, fuck it! "I'm sorry this got sprung on you like this, Cassidy. Really! Let me make it up to you. Let me buy you coffee."

She glanced at the little alarm clock atop an over turned cardboard box next to Stephie's bed. "Mocha Madness is open 'til nine. C'mon. Let me make this up to you."

Cassidy paused, one foot hovering just outside the door, as Toni said her name. She knew that she shouldn't say yes, there were a million reasons not to. First among them was that she needed to study for her French test the next day. So what if she already knew the material forward and backward and could speak and write the language almost fluently, if there was a test to take there was studying to be done. And yet, for some reason, she felt that she should say yes.

You did say you were going to stop being so boring. That annoying little voice in the back of her mind spoke up. Oddly, it sounded a lot like Seth with a scuffing undertone to the words.

A quick shake of her head cleared the voice out. Staring down at the charger in her hand, Cassidy's mind whirled with the millions of reasons she could use to say no: having to study, it was too late for coffee, she needed to get up early.... The list went on and on. But, for some strange reason, when she opened her mouth to decline the invite she said, instead: "Alright."

"I can't stay long, though." She hastened to add, giving herself an escape hatch should she need one. "I have a lot of work to do." She held up the laptop charger in her hand as proof of the work yet to do.

"I'll um...wait outside...well you change." She glanced at Toni's tank top and panties, flushing faintly and moved to close the door.

 

[ToniTaylor]

"No, don't go!" Toni said with obvious excitement. She rushed for the bathroom. "Hold on! Just a sec'."

Toni didn't bother closing the door to change. She leaned with her backside toward the other young woman. She stripped off the cotton panties unconcerned about now being as naked from the waist down as she had earlier from the waist up. An intricate tattoo graced the small of her back. It was circular, about the size of a Ding Dong. It wasn't the typical tramp stamp. Cassidy wouldn't be able to tell what it was from where she stood. If she'd been looking. Had she? Toni didn't know. She wouldn't have minded obviously. Toni dug a thong out of a small opened rolling suitcase and donned it. Next came a tight fitting pair of black yoga shorts that clung tight to her ass cheeks like a second skin. She hurried back out to step into the sandals sitting in the middle of the dorm room's floor.

"Ready! Toni announced. She arranged the top again to hide another wayward nipple. She rushed to the door and Cassidy. "Let's go!"

 

[ms_tiff]

Cassidy fidgeted in the doorway, her fingers toying nervously with the edge of her white blouse where it had come untucked from her black slacks. Her back turned to the open door, she could hear Toni rustling around, fumbling for clothes. The manic pixie was different from anyone Cassidy had ever met, her boundless energy putting the straight-laced Cassidy on edge. She'd known Toni for barely ten minutes and already she dreaded what the next few days (god would she be there that long? how long would she be staying in Cassidy's room?) of dealing with such an energy.

Thank god for the sanctuary of the library. Cassidy thought as she glanced over her shoulder to see if Toni was ready. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of Toni and the tattoo that stood out against her skin. Quickly turning back around, Cassidy's foot started tapping against the floor impatiently. Precious studying moments were passing by.

Stop it. She thought with a shake of her head. This is your problem, remember? This is why Seth thinks you're boring. Remember, time to stop being boring and prove to him that you're about more than just studying.

"Ready!" Toni bounced out the door, adjusting her top as it once again slipped to show her breast. Cassidy bit back the urge to ask Toni if she wanted to put on a bra.

She followed the other girl down the hall and out into the cool air of the early evening.

"So, um..." she fumbled for something to say, not wanting them to walk in silence the whole way. Sure, Toni made her uncomfortable, but silence made her even more uncomfortable. "Um...did it hurt getting that uh, that tattoo?"

 

[ToniTaylor]

"Hurt like hell, even after half a fifth of rum!" Toni laughed, stopped short and turned her back to Cassidy. She pushed her yoga shorts and thong down a bit. The upper curvature of her tight, young ass was displayed enough to be inappropriate. She pulled her shirt up to reveal the rest of the tattoo.

"He had to do it in stages. Took four visits." She laughed again. "Or two bottles or rum."

At this distance, Cassidy couldn't help but get a clear view. It was very professional, very detailed art work, and obviously expensive. Six anthropomorphic white bunnies were in a circle. The breasts and body style left no doubt they were all female. The first laid on her back, knees bent upwards, thighs parted wide. The second was on her own knees, face buried in the groin (and thus pussy) of the first. Little motion lines around her tales of both bunnies' fluffy little tails illustrate movement of a sexually stimulating nature. The third was on her back as well. Her head was between the second bunny's parted thighs, eating her out. And so on and so on until the circle of bunnies brought the sixth's pussy around to the face of the first.

"Like it?" Toni asked excitedly. "I designed it myself, clear back as a freshman. High school freshman. But, I couldn't get it until I was 18, or course."

 

[ms_tiff]

Cassidy wasn't quite sure how to react to the...ahem...unique tattoo on Tori's back.

"Oh that's...nice?" Cassidy fumbled for something to say as her cheeks flushed - a constant state for her it seemed now that Tori was around. Did she dare mention that she had flirted with the idea of a tattoo herself? From the brief moments she'd known Tori, Cassidy was fairly certain the young woman would take her to a tattoo parlor right then and there to get it done. No, silence was her friend and so Cassidy kept her mouth firmly shut on the matter.


Mocha Madness was full to bursting with students when the two young women walked in. A burst of noise and heat rushed out the door as Cassidy pulled it open, making the wallflower shrink back. Why had she agreed to this? She could be safely ensconced in the silence of the library at that moment instead of pushing past a rowdy group of frat boys trying to impress the table of sorority sisters a few feet away. Drawing in a deep breath, Cassidy pushed her way through the crowd to the counter where the line was at least ten people deep.

"Maybe one of us should grab seats?" Cassidy questioned, glancing around at the cramped coffee shop.

 

[ToniTaylor]

"No!" Toni took Cassidy by the elbow and urged her forward. "We have a table waiting for us."

Toni grasped Cassidy's hand (not caring whether she approved or not but also not forcing her to keep hold) and hurried through the crowded tables. In the far corner eight young women sat laughing and talking and sipping at their wide variety of drinks.

"Scoot!" Toni told one of the girls. The sitting girl moved deeper into the booth making space. Toni dropped into the booth and urged the new girl to sit next to her. "Cassidy, this is everyone. Everyone, this is Cassidy."

The others were all as energetic in their exchange of greetings as Toni had been from the moment she'd met Cassidy. She could see the continuing discomfort in the face of the woman she hoped was going to become her new friend. And yet she couldn't resist.

"I am contemplating Cassidy as my next girlfriend."

The reactions were mixed. Some congratulated Toni. Some congratulated Cassidy! Others asked what had happened to Stephie. And still others murmured good riddance to the girl that none of them had truly connected with.

And all the while Toni's gaze was solidly on Cassidy. She only cared what the taller beauty's reaction was to her suggestion.