Esther was no longer in control of her body.  That was the only explanation for what she was going through.  Her rational, conscious mind was simply watching a movie of someone else piloting her body.  Consciously, she knew that what she was doing was wrong.  But she had no ability to stop it - she wasn't Esther.  She was sitting in a dark room, watching a video of Esther.<br/><br/>There was a door inside of her, and there was something terrible - and yet wonderful - beyond the door.  Something she was frightened to death of and something that would fix all the problems in her life.  And Esther was going to open the door.  She-who-wasn't-Esther knew this, wanted to stop her, couldn't.  The door opened, and Esther changed.<br/><br/>From her dark room, she watched the change come over Esther.  It was subtle, mostly - her breasts were fuller, her hips more curvaceous; every blemish on her body vanished.  But her eyes... her eyes became deep violet, and slitted like the eyes of a cat.  She watched as Esther casually laid a hand on the door to the stall and pushed.  Without any apparent effort at all, the lock snapped off and the door swung open.  Dorothea started to scream... and then stopped.  Her eyes locked to Esther's, and her expression changed from terror to a sort of rapture.  Her breathing quickened, her face flushed.  She was aroused, not-Esther realized.  Sweat beaded on the short, brunette girl's forehead, her eyes reflecting open desire now.  "Esther..." she whispered breathily.<br/><br/>Casually Esther removed her clothes, one article at a time, until she stood naked before Dorothea.  Esther looked, girl-who-wasn't-her had to admit, absolutely stunning.  The most beautiful women she ever remembered seeing in her life.  Dorothea certainly thought so - she was panting with desire now.  And not-Esther realized that she was, too.  She was filled with an intense sexual need like she had never experienced before.  She no longer had an interest in trying to stop Esther.  She wanted this just as much as Esther did.<br/><br/>She didn't have to wait for long.  Esther spread her legs, propping one against the wall of the bathroom to expose her most sensitive place.  With a sudden snarl, she grabbed Dorothea's hair hard enough to elicit a whimper of pain from the girl and dragged her face forward.  The whimper became a moan, and Dorothea didn't hesitate for an instant.  She locked her mouth around Esther's pussy, her tongue probing the other girl's folds.<br/><br/>Pleasure beyond anything she had ever felt in her life washed over girl-in-the-dark-room, radiating out from her crotch and washing away all thoughts beyond reveling in the incredible sensations.  Dorothea's tongue found her clit and impossibly the pleasure rose even higher.  She was vaguely aware of Esther bucking her hips, grinding her pussy against Dorothea's face; the other girl seemed to have no thought beyond how best to please Esther.  As it should be, not-Esther found herself thinking.<br/><br/>Something intruded on her perfect pleasure, a sense of something being wrong... what was it... ah!  She saw now, on the little screen.  With one hand Dorothea had gotten her pants undone and now had a hand buried in her own crotch; she was fingering herself for all she was worth.  Girl-who-wasn't-Esther frowned with outrage.  How dare she think of herself at a time like this!  But the frown became a condescending smile as the realized Esther had noticed.  With a growl of anger Esther shoved Dorothea back against the toilet seat, leaving the other girl momentarily dazed.  Consumed by lust and fury, Esther fell upon her, ripping at her clothing.  Rip and tear and rip and shred and lick and grind and abuse and oh GOD the pleasure and the slutty look on Dorothea's face only made her want it more and rip and shred and grind and FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!  An orgasm like being struck by lightning completely obliterated not-Esther; the last thing she remembered before darkness was a door closing.<br/><br/>Like a light switch flipping on Esther was standing in the bathroom, fully clothed, the pleasant feeling of afterglow filling her body like sunlight.  Dorothea was half-sitting, half-laying on the ground against the bathroom wall; her clothes were in tatters across the bathroom.  The brunette had a dazed, not-all-there look on her face; every now and then a slight moan escaped her lips.  With a start Esther realized that Dorothea was masturbating, her legs spread wide and both hands playing with her clit and pussy like nothing else in the world mattered.<br/><br/>Desperately Esther tried to cast her mind back, connect the dots of memory and figure out how she had come to be standing here.  She remembered arriving at school.  She remembered using her power on Dorothea.  She remembered... following the girl into the bathroom?  Why had she done that?  She remembered a dark room and a door and fear and pleasure but there were so many holes, like a music CD so scratched that only parts of the song play and it's not enough to do more than tickle your memory.<br/><br/>She was still standing there, growing more panicked by the second, when the door to the bathroom opened and Officer Smiley poked his head in.  "Did I hear shouting in- what in the fuck is happening in here?!"  Esther got only a brief glimpse of the look of utter shock on Dyle's face.  As his eyes met hers, she was suddenly plunged into pitch darkness.  There was a feeling of<em>movement</em>but her body told her she was standing still, and then there was light again - but not much.<br/><br/>The dim glow of a computer screensaver provided the only illumination in a small and dark room.  There was a chair, and someone sitting in it.  They were watching her.  "Well, little girl.  Only just woke up and you've already jumped right off the deep end?  That's a new record."<br/><br/>She had her latest in a series of shocks: The voice belonged to William Weir.<br/><br/>((OOC: Feeding has reduced Esther's Lust to 0.  Feeding has strengthened Esther's transhuman nature - she is now at risk of degradation if she fails to maintain her humanity.  Esther has never fed of her own free will, and so her Addiction rating remains unchanged.  Dorothea Mays has been fed upon by Esther and is now a Lust-Touched.))