Jackie of All Trades

"If only you spent as much time taking care of yourself as you did studying! Then, you might even have a date for prom...," Marie trailed off as she looked at her own test score.

"Haha, you're just upset that she didn't get a D- like you did! Besides, not everyone's daddy buys their daughters luxury shampoo," Lisa came to Jackie's defense. But Marie was already checking her makeup and hair with a pocket mirror.

Lisa looked back to Jackie and rolled her eyes. "But damn girl, you really must have studied a lot, huh? I barely passed! But it's enough to keep my track scholarship for college, and that's all that matters!"

"Y-yeah, it was really hard. I spent like, a whole hour on it last night," she tried to placate her friend.

Even Marie lowered her mirror as Lisa's eyes widened. "One hour!? I studied 2 days for this!" Lisa scowled.

"Oh, I mean, yeah, of course I studied before that! I just meant that I reviewed it for one hour last night!"

Jackie looked down at her test score. Perfect marks, as always. She learned from many years of experience that it was easy to hide how effortless it was from her friends.

"Anyway, I have to get changed for practice," Lisa grabbed her papers and stuffed them into her gym bag. "See you girls later!"

"Bye Lisa! But really, Jackie, are you going to go stag to prom?" Marie asked.

"I've never thought about it, okay!? Maybe if it were easy for me to get a boy, like you or Lisa," Jackie mused.

"Lisa is a total hottie, of course. But she works out every day. What do you expect? But I can help you take care of appearance and teach you how to flirt. I mean, you have to take care of yourself! You can't spend all your time studying! Besides, we already got into college, so what's the point?"

"Fine, I'll think about it!" Jackie said, just to get Marie off her case.

But as Jackie lay in bed that night, after playing her MMO all day, every day, as she always did after school, Lisa's words rang through her ears. "If only..." And she never spent any time studying. It was just easy for her, ever since she was a child.

She pushed her hand down the waistband of her pants as she began her nightly ritual. After watching a few porn videos and practicing on herself, she quickly mastered any techniques they demonstrated. She traced her index finger along her vulva to pick up some wetness and pressed against her own clit, softly at first, rubbing it to tease it out. The thought of actually trying to look like Lisa or flirt with boys distracted her, but within two minutes of stimulation, she had brought herself to her first orgasm. Her body recovered instantly, a phenomenon which happened when she was younger, and her mom walked in on her as she was cumming. She had to fake as if nothing was happening, and the post orgasm weakness just left her body. It stuck with her ever since.

"What if I did work out? What if I did let Marie give me a makeover? What if...," as her fantasies and her fingers drove her body to another orgasm. She quaked and shuddered, then threw the covers off herself and climbed out of bed. She had some plans to make.