PixieDust (closed for Jen)

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Things had been going quite well for me lately. An unassuming college student, a chemistry major and bit of a nerd, I had concocted a very potent aphrodisiac drug. Demand quickly skyrocketed, and I wasn't sure just what to make of it. Honestly, I couldn't realistically produce a lot of the stuff by myself.

But, I could produce enough...

It was a mixture of cocaine, MDMA, marijuana, and Viagra. The real trick was in the compound that I used to mix it all together, which heightened significantly the effects of each drug, while fusing them together. Realistically, it meant that small amounts of those illicit drugs would be worth a lot more and go a lot farther. It created a potent sex-trip effect, lowering inhibitions while raising sensual awareness. All those effects were amplified when the pill was ground up and snorted.

Tonight, there was a big party, one of the frat houses. It was Halloween, the ideal setting for me to sell my little sex pills, as it was a simple thing to slip through the crowd, whisper offerings, and slip pills in pockets for twenty dollar bills. Even better to be anonymous, costumed, masked. This particular batch of the drug, which had garnered the nickname "Pixiedust", was quite potent. I was proud of my concoction, and couldn't wait to see the drug do its dirty work.

I wasn't a big bulky athlete, but I wasn't a pudgy nerd, either. Just an average, fit college dude. I didn't stand out in the crowd, which was a good thing, when all I wanted to do was blend in. My hair was maybe a bit on the shaggy side. I was taller than most of the girls, but not the other guys. Being Halloween, I was in costume, a Mad-Hatter-esque ensemble of old-style suit and top hat, with a Phantom of the Opera mask to conceal my face.

It didn't take long for me to get rid of most of the pills I brought with me as I moved through the party. I didn't really know a lot of people there, but that didn't really matter. I was hoping to find an adventurous lady or two to share my last few pills with...

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One of the guys who had bought some from me earlier came by and stopped me. "Hey man, you got any left?"

I shook my head.

"Some hot-ass chick over by the bar asked if I had any..."

I smirked. "Thanks," I said, and started heading in that direction...
 
Alexis Lupo was looking forward to joining a Law school at last. She waited a very long time for this and now that she was in her senior year, just the beginning, she knew she had to do better and graduate with excellent scores important to Law school. As part of her prerequisite requirements, she was enrolled in an Introduction to Justice Research, Writing and Reasoning. Given her fourth year had just been started two weeks back, she learned that at the end of her semester, every student needs to submit a paper on current event/case that one could find that they think it would an interesting tale.

She knew that if she happens to score really well in this class, she can get a good GPA to get scholarships. She was few short points in able to make it a perfect GPA so this was really important to her. She didn’t want to wait until the end to start working on this project so she started researching for a topic and she found it. The city newspaper were talking about a drug called PixieDust. There wasn’t much information on it but knew if he happens to gather enough information, it would really earn her a good grade overall.

Alexis Lupo was looking forward to joining a Law school at last. She waited a very long time for this and now that she was in her senior year, just the beginning, she knew she had to do better and graduate with excellent scores important to Law school. As part of her prerequisite requirements, she was enrolled in an Introduction to Justice Research, Writing and Reasoning. Given her fourth year had just been started two weeks back, she learned that at the end of her semester, every student needs to submit a paper on current event/case that one could find that they think it would an interesting tale.

She knew that if she happens to score really well in this class, she can get a good GPA to get scholarships. She was few short points in able to make it a perfect GPA so this was really important to her. She didn’t want to wait until the end to start working on this project so she started researching for a topic and she found it. The city newspaper were talking about a drug called PixieDust. There wasn’t much information on it but knew if he happens to gather enough information, it would really earn her a good grade overall.

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After inquiring around, she found out that a guy from her own college was the one who invented it but no one knew who it was. Now she was only supposed to write an article about her research on the topic but then she thought…what if she were to find out who it was exactly and if she succeeded, then she might be able to make good impression on the Law School faculty. Driven by her goals, she dug deeper and found out there was a Halloween party on the campus this Friday. Given this was her chance to at least find out who the distributor was, she decided to attend the party after canceling plans with her fiancé, an alumni from very same college, who was now a successful accountant. She put on a white dress with matching three inches long heels. She walked over to the bar and after spending some time and casually chatting with the guy serving drinks, she told him she was interested in PixieDust. The guy left and didn’t show again…she was pretty sure that she blew it. She figured it was rude to let the drink go to a waste, she decided that she will finish her drink and then leave. She even had a pretty black mask on to hide her identity as well as it was a Halloween party. One of guy who seemed drunk came over to talk to her and she knew it wasn't him, she instantly turned him down as she downed her drink. Having done with it, she turned around to actually get out of the party and go home, finding no leads on the drug itself.
 
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Tommy made his way towards the bar, hoping against hope that maybe this was his lucky night. Granted, every time he showed up at a party with the PixieDust he got "lucky", but no one had really caught his eye yet tonight, or if they did, they were already hooking up with someone else.

That's when he saw her at the bar, just finishing her drink and appearing rather frustrated, spurning the advances of some drunken fool. The lithe, leggy blonde was quite attractive, of course.

But would she be down to party? he wondered. He slid up next to her at the bar, just as she was making to leave. "Don't run off so quick," he said to her, "the party is really just getting started," he told her with a wink from behind his own mask.

Halloween was fun. The costumes, the masks, the anonymity, the possibilities. "Bartender, beer me!" he called out. "And give her one more of whatever she's having."
 
It would be flattering being hit on by guys but unfortunately, she was taken. Soon to be married, once she graduates. That was the reason why she pushed away all the guys that were trying to hit on and accepted she wasn’t going to succeed tonight. After waiting long enough, she decided it was time to head back home and it was then, she heard someone come towards her, winking behind his mask.

She didn’t know how he looked behind his mask or if it was the guy with what she was after but she decided to stay back just a little to find out. “Maybe for you, not for me. I came here for a reason….to party but it’s just another lame frat party. And believe me, I’ve had many and better.”

She said and cocked her eyebrow when he ordered a drink for him and then for her, nodding now, “I don’t need drink…” she said as if to show she was in need for something else. She decided to stand up, motioning to leave but still lingering for a minute or two.
 
Tommy raised an eyebrow. She was dropping the kinds of hints that confirmed she was, indeed, the girl he was looking for. He did, of course, notice the engagement ring on her finger, which sent up a bit of a red flag.

He looked around; no sign of any guy hanging on her. What taken girl comes to a halloween party like this without her man? He wondered about her. Hidden behind her mask, he couldn't quite get a read on her, but she was at a similar disadvantage with him.

He took a drink. "The night is young," he said with a coy grin. "Who knows, you might just find what you're looking for in an unusual place." He leaned back a bit, turning to her. His eyes raked her body up and down. She had a most excellent form, slender, but still just enough curves to grab on to.

"What kind of party were you hoping this would be?"
 
She stood there watching him raise he eyebrow as he observed her closely. She did make it a bit clear she wasn’t interested in this party and her asking about the drug earlier had her left susceptible to be approached by the distributor.

She noticed how he noticed a ring on her finger and if asked, she’d like that she wears it to keep guys away and not tell him that she was really engaged. Whatever lies she might have to say in able to get to the drug and therefore, person who distributed and maybe thru him, to the person who makes it.

She smiled, “The night is definitely young and that is why I am looking for a real party. Party where they serve more than just some booze.” She said pushing her drink away, displaying she wasn’t interested in drinks. “Apparently the bartender isn’t really able to help but so I doubt you can.” She said as she flicked her hair back.
 
"Well, you might just be in luck," Tommy replied, taking a drink and turning to look at her. He was having difficulty reading her. Behind her mask, she seemed cold, indifferent. But like she was searching for something.

And from what she was implying, he had a feeling that PixieDust was what she was looking for.

He leaned in closer to her, their eyes locking as he did. He smirked. "A little birdie..." he said, nodding towards the bartender as he spoke, "told me you were looking for PixieDust."
 
She cocked her eyebrow when the stranger told her that she might be in luck. But she knew herself better and the luck was never on her side. Even if it means getting her hands on the PixieDust, it would only bring her bad luck in the long run. She seemed a little interested in hearing what he had to say, watching him take his drink.

If he had come up to her without a mask on, she probably ignore him for the night considering how he wasn’t her type and that she was engaged…it was a part of a forbidden truth.

When he leaned into her, she leaned back, wanting to call him a weirdo but as he continued, she heard the trigger word. One that caught her attention for sure. She looked at the bartender as he whispered PixieDust in her ears and she slowly turned, tilting her head to the side, “Seems you are just the man I was looking for then.” She scooped a 20 dollar bill and passed it towards him, hoping that was the way it was exchanged.
 
Tommy took her hand in his, and then closed her hand back around the money. "I don't want your money," he said in her ear. He was quite close to her now. "Just your time," he explained. "I picked these up to share with someone... special."

He smirked as he backed up a bit, giving her some room. "Is that you?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow. He'd already made his money for the night; what pills he had left were for his own enjoyment.

"And we don't have to stay here. I know of a much better little party a couple blocks away."
 
She watched him eagerly, seeing how he closed her hand indicating he didn’t want her money, telling her afterwards in her ears. She knew she wasn’t going to get it for free. Feeling his close proximity, she leaned back as it was awkward but couldn’t with her back against the bar, “My time?” She scoffed, “I am not sure I have…” she then kept quite hearing that he wasn’t looking to sell it but share it. She tilt her head in question as she needed the guy who gave it to him or if he was the guy then who did he get his supply from.

Smiling softly when he stepped back, “It can be me…” She cocked an eyebrow, “But maybe you can tell me who you got it from? The supplier…?” She thought for a second and wondered if he would tell her. If he wouldn’t then she might have to go with him until she got the information. “What is this party you speak of?” She asked him curiously to express her interest.
 
Tommy raised an eyebrow when she asked about the supplier. If ever there was a red flag, that was it. Why should she care where he got his stuff? Of course, he wasn't about to reveal to her his secret: he was the supplier, the only one who knew the secret to making this powerfully potent, trippy aphrodisiac.

But then she was asking about the other party. He ignored her question about the supplier, for now. "Just some friends who live a few blocks away. Nothing huge, but better company and better music, that's for sure," he explained.

He leaned in close to her again, sensing her discomfort with his nearness. The question of the supplier nagged at him. Was she investigating PixieDust? He knew there had been a report recently in the local news. He needed to know more about this girl.

But first, he needed to get her high. She had a lithe, sexy form, for sure, and something about her told him that she would open up quite a bit under the influence of his concoction.

"We could take the Pixie now, and be feeling it by the time we walk over there. From what I've been told, it works a lot better if it's snorted..."
 
The way his face flinched and raised an eyebrow, she couldn’t have known he was the supplier as well as the mastermind behind Pixie. She did start her investigation on the drug itself and even started writing the first para on its effect on the society. Of course, she used a document file on her computer that synced to her phone as well, making files accessible from anywhere given her phone was linked to her computer. She even used the mishap with the girl that came to public knowledge recently and how finding the person behind it would do good to the society.

She didn’t write much on its effect as they were more or less unreal as well as not much information was out there. She watched him closely and hearing him answer her latter question but ignore the former, she knew she had to stick with this guy in able to get her hands on more as well as find the supplier. She didn’t want to push it either so she didn’t stay firm on her position but when offered to go to another party, she used it to find out if there would be more.

She swiftly used her words, “So a better party. More like a VIP one huh? Will there be more Pixie?” She smiled cheekily through her mask as she smiled, playing him without a clue that she was being played. “Take it now?” She asked him the question but also asked herself…what if they used the ONLY one he’s got with him now? How would he get more?

She smiled, “Well we can’t snort it here. There are many people here. But we can take the one you have now. Only if we can get some more?” She said as she pouted her lips, picking up her purse to tag along. She was growing curious now.
 
"There's a perfectly good bathroom right over there we can have some privacy in," Tommy explained, his hand now finding her hip, and crawling along to the small of her back to pull her along with him. He could tell he had her.

"But yeah, a VIP party, if you wanna call it that. And I'm pretty sure getting our hands on some more Pixie won't be too terribly difficult..." he said, picking up his drink as he led her away from the bar and towards the bathroom.

Tommy had taken so much Pixie, over the course of the last few months, that it had certainly changed him. He'd developed a tolerance for the more intense effects, for sure. Snorting it was his preferred method to take the substance. He winked at her as they arrived at the bathroom door, before surreptitiously looking from side to side, and then he opened the door and guided her inside, shutting and locking it behind him.

Satisfied with their privacy, he pulled a small plastic ziplock baggie from a pocket inside his costume overcoat. Five capsules were contained within. He pulled out two of them and smirked at her before breaking them open on the countertop. A white powder was contained within. Reaching into another hidden pocket, he produced an old credit card and a short straw.

He used the credit card to scrape the powder out into two even lines, all while keeping himself between the blonde girl and the locked door. Finally, satisfied, he turned to her and offered her the straw. "Ladies first," he insisted.
 
She rolled her eyes hearing his suggestion and even more at the place he referred to. Now she knew how dirty these places can be but when he grabbed her placing his hand on the small of her back, she walked along with him, not wanting to show she wasn’t his girl. She wanted to tag along to find out more about Pixie and he was only guy she saw it with so far. Others had already used it, it seemed.

She perked up a little when he told her they could get their hands on more Pixies at the party, why wouldn’t she be game for that? Before she knew, she walked into a small bathroom and seeing it, she realized it wasn’t as dirty as she’d thought.

Soon they locked the door behind them and she found him breaking open a two of those pills. She couldn’t see how many he had on him but his broad shoulders and tall frame seems to block her view up front. She finally peeked or it was him who allowed her a peek, she saw dusty powder in two straight line.

“Look at you! You’re pro at this. How many times did you do this? This is mine first!” She said and giggled, “And I’d ask you to go first….but I am excited so can’t let ya do that.” She said and grabbed a straw, bending over a little, she tried her best snorting it. Given her first time, she did a pretty good job and then stepped out of his way, “Guess it’s your turn!” she said and smiled.
 
Tommy smirked, watching as she bent over and snorted her line off the countertop. She went right in for it. He couldn't tell if it was an act, or what, but she did it. He knew it would burn at first, going up her nose, but the cocaine would kick in pretty quick to numb her head up and give her that instant buzz.

He took the straw from her. "You seem like an old pro, too," he said to her, before he snorted up his own line with the straw. Yes, it burned, like it always did at first, but after he sniffed a couple times, the buzz kicked in, quickly, and he felt the rush coming on.

He turned to look at her. The little white dress she wore accentuated every lithe curve of her figure. He let his gaze wander over her body before locking with her eyes. He sniffed again.

"Good stuff, huh?" he said. "C'mon, let's get out of here."
 
He would have noticed her pert little ass in that dress that she had on when she bent over to snort her line. It did burn and she almost coughed as it tickled the back of her throat, painting white with the powder which would dissolve and absorb quickly through this way.

She leaned over him a little, “Let’s see you take it like pro now.” She said as she unconsciously rubbed his back, “Hmm not bad!” She said as she felt his gaze wander over her body and finish his line off. When he turned to look up at her, suggesting they should get out of here, she perked up a little, “Yeah let’s go! Boring party to a better party…here we come!” She giggled a little as she followed him.
 
Tommy slipped his arm around behind the blonde as they headed out of the party, his fingers grazing over the upper curve of her tight, firm butt. Inmediately he was treated with a vision of having her bent over and nailing her from behind...

He shook his head and blinked as they got outside, giving her butt a playful squeeze as they headed down the front steps of the house, and some of the frat boys on the porch whistled at them as they left.

It was just a few blocks, and with every step Tommy could feel the Pixie kicking in more and more. He peeled off the mask he was wearing. "So what's your name anyway?" he finally asked her. "I'm Tommy."
 
She let out a yelp when he smacked her butt playfully, going down the front steps of the house when few boys whistled at her. She waved at them cheekily while nudging Tommy for smacking her ass like that in public. “Seems someone likes spanking little girls!”

Alexis walked with him out of the party and onto the streets, her heels clicking away at the sidewalk while his arm slid around her back. The drug had started taking its effects on her as it would on him more or less.

She chuckled and giggled as they walked down few blocks, getting surprised when she turned towards him, “Tommy….oh I am Alexis. And seems we don’t need our masks anymore ehh!” She smiled softly and removed her mark, putting her pretty face with big round eyes and pert lips on display, “How far are we? My feet hurts!” she complained like a child.
 
"It's just right here," Tommy replied, pointing to a house down the block. There were a handful of people hanging out on the front porch, smoking, and there was music coming from the backyard. It sounded like a live rock n roll band.

As they approached, it became clear that the crowd was a bit older than that at the frat house; these people seemed more grown-up, for sure. Tommy knew some of them were graduate students, and plenty more were just people in their mid-to-late twenties; the frat party had been full of undergraduate students, half of them barely legal to drink and the other half definitely not legal to be drinking.

The music was sounding really good, too. Tommy loved a good, live rock n roll band, and the guitars were screaming tonight. As they approached the house, a couple guys called out to Tommy. "Yo, hey Tommy, what's happening?"

Tommy waved back. "Just looking for a good time," Tommy replied. "I think I may have found her," he said with a smirk and a wink down to Alexis.

"I think you might be right." The guy was handed a smoking joint, and took a toke on it as they came up the short stairs onto the porch. The smell of some very strong marijuana wafted over them.

"Damn that smells good. Alexis, this is Mike," Tommy said, introducing them. "Mike, give the pretty girl a hit of that, huh?" he said, giving her butt another playful squeeze as Mike handed her the smoking joint...
 
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She leaned in to get a clear sight of the house he was pointing at, passing her peachy scent into his nostrils if anything if not her touch on his shoulders as she tip toed, “Ahh I hope it’s not as crowded!” She said and smiled, walking to the front porch where she smiled in greeting manner over to the people that were there.

She found the crowd a bit more appropriate and subtle than the kids at the frat party. “This is nice. Not chaotic!” she smiled as she looked at one of the guy who asked Tommy what was going on. She cocked her eyebrow hearing Tommy’s comment, “Oh yea. I am all about a good time. You are more than welcome to join us!” She said and ran her hand through her pretty hair.

She could smell the strong marijuana in the air and hearing his comment, “This smell means party! Weed!” She said as she had only done it once and never again. UNTIL…tonight when his friend passed it towards her, she extended her hand first for a handshake, “Alexis…nice to meet you and I believe it’s my turn.” She said and chuckled before she gave it one long drag, passing it back to Mike, she grabbed onto Tommy’s shoulder, “I think I hit that thing deep!” she chuckled as she let the smoke out. She was going to get fucked up from all sides and she barely knew it.
 
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Tommy watched the huge cloud of smoke exude from Alexis' mouth, and then smiled at her as she giggled and said I think I hit that thing deep!”

"Yeah you did," Tommy said, winking at her as he took the offered joint from Mike and took his own good-sized hit off it, handed it off, and then led Alexis inside.

The next several minutes were a whirlwind of introductions to several different people, as they moved through the party. With every passing moment the Pixie they'd snorted grew stronger within their bloodstreams. The blonde kept touching him, and he had no intention of keeping his hands off her, and soon they came into the kitchen, where a variety of alcohol was available. Through the window, they could see a crowd of people outside, enjoying the band. The music was loud enough to hear clearly inside. Tommy looked at the clock on the wall. Even through the haze of his Pixie-addled mind, he could guess the party had maybe an hour or so before the cops showed up and shut down the music.

Plenty of time.

"How about a drink?" Tommy asked her, pulling her close to him as they surveyed the many different alcohols available to them.
 
She almost coughed while exhaling the smoke, bursting into a small laughter. She was indeed feeling giggle as the drug was lightening up her mood. It felt as if she was more aware of thing and definitely the way he touched her.

She watched him hit the joint one more time and she smiled, “You’re crazy. I think I am done for the night as far as putting drugs in my system.” She said and looked at him, walking with him through the crowd of people. Pixie worked fast since they had snorted it and that was her first time so it was really working its charms rather quickly.

She kept grabbing onto him for support, not that she couldn’t take care of herself but because she liked the warmth of his body. She even loved how he had his hands over her as they walked into the kitchen. “These guys know how to party. Look at all the booze!” She said and laughed, “A drink? You still want to? I shouldn’t but if you are, then I am game!” She said placing her palm on his torso. Without the effects of Pixie, she would have gone home by now but just because her inhibitions were off, she didn’t mind staying out to party all night long. Meanwhile, she remembered what she had forgotten so she chirped spontaneously, “A drink is okay but I am really craving another Pixie. You promised me there will be more!” She stomped her heels like a little girl. She wrapped her hands around his neck, “You have to get some for us. Come on…” she pleaded.
 
Tommy smirked and winked at her as he expertly mixed together a vibrantly colorful drink for her. "Don't you worry, I've got a couple more. But it's only been about half an hour, what we took hasn't really even properly kicked in yet," he explained. He was definitely starting to feel the stronger effects of the drug now. He poured their drinks out into a couple of glasses and handed her one.

She had watched him mix it up, and it was obviously quite strong, but she would soon discover just how well the alcohol was masked.

A half dozen people came into the kitchen then, as he was handing her the drink. "Eddie!" Tommy called out, "just the guy I was looking for..."

Eddie smirked and high-fived Tommy, and a moment later was busting out a white powder from a small baggie on the countertop. Tommy nudged Alexis. "If you really want to kick the Pixie into high gear, then a little cocaine is just what we need," he said, as they both watched Eddie cut up the powder into lines to share...
 
Alexis turned around and rest her back against the countertop, looking at him from the corner of her eyes while he fixed them up a pretty drink It was colorful, neon-like. She looked at him and leaned into him, pulling at his sleeves, "You do? Come on then! WHy arenn't we doing that?" She asked but did take the drink in her hand that he passed towards her, understanding why they weren't doing Pixie again. The first one was still starting to kick in.

She had no idea what he mixed in that cocktail but it sure tasted good. She tasted at first, sipped twice and then smacked her tongue and lips as if she was trying to get a feel of what was in there,"Not bad Tommy! This is really good!" She said and nudged against him, sort of leaning into him. Normally, she'd find him weird and her nudging into him very awkward but she wasn't her self fully tonight.

She took a step away from him but didn't leave his side when few people walked into the kitchen. She watched Tommy call out Eddie's name and finding Eddie, she smiled. Smiled because she saw how cool they were. Her eyes widen seeing Eddie pull out a small bag with white powder and then setup two lines for them to drag.

She gave him a lopsided grin when he told herhow coke adds to the effects of Pixie. "Now you're talking...don't worry. I know, Ladies first!" She walked past him and then Eddie, she smiled at Tommy, "You promise me to get me home safely Tommy....after this? I don't know." She said and bent over the counter, holding one side of her hair as she snorted one full line. At the end, she turned around to look at Tommy as she wiped her nose, "Phew...this burns more than that Pixie!"
 
"Oh, you'll get home safe, don't worry about that," Tommy said, reassuring her even as he took the short straw from her and snorted up his own line of coke. It did burn, but the burn subsided quickly and in a moment he felt the high come on hard.

"Fuck that's good stuff, Eddie," he said, passing the straw on to the next person. He turned to Alexis. "Come on, Lexi, let's check out the band," he said, his hand once again crawling its way behind her to pull her close to him and guide her along.

They headed out to the backyard, where there was an in-ground pool and a small stage set up at the back of the yard. People were goofing off in the pool as the band played in front of a small crowd, some good, hard-rocking southern rock.

Another small group approached them, and Tommy greeted another friend. "Mikey! Good to see ya buddy!" he said as they came together next to the pool.

Unfortunately, when Tommy and Mikey came together for a quick hug, Tommy's hip bumped Alexis', and knocked her off balance and right into the pool!
 
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