The dictaphone

Lucy looked up worriedly at the clock. Hours were passing slowly, and she couldn't wait for the school day to end so she could check on Angie. Since she left earlier, she hoped she didn't do a big mistake. She'd felt guilty until the end of times if anything happened to her. Lucy sweated, checking as the minutes were slowly passing... and she didn't know if it was because she had been too focused on the clock, but for a second, she felt like something was sparkling right inside her mind. A weird feeling. Was she feverish?

When she opened her eyes, she sighed with relief. Not only the feeling was gone, but it was the last minute before the moment she'd leave school. She started packing her things up, and the second the bell rang, she was running out of the school, right for the bus stop. Before she remembered that in her hurry, she forgot her friend Gee was there to pick her up and bring her back home. She spotted her luxurious sport car on the school parking lot, as the girl honked and waved at her. Boys and girls alike looked at the sexy girl behind the wheel, picking up the school goth girl.

"People will never get used to see you!" Lucy said as she climbed into the car of her friend.
"Because I'm older than you are?" Gee asked.
"Because you're a sexy escort girl, dammit!" Lucy exclaimed before the two girls laughed.

The loud engine roared, and Lucy grinned as she loved the gaze of all these popular kids looking at her, the goth girls, being driven in a car even Vanessa Barnes couldn't afford. Lucy looked at her friend and smiled. Gee was 21 years old, and friggin sexy. Perfect, toned body molded in a sexy luxurious dress, an ass to die for barely hidden by the leather of the driver seat, and a pair of tits larger than melons, round and proud, offering to the world a deliciously tanned cleavage to look at. Double G. The reason behind the name "Gee". And at the top of it, a beautiful face with long black hairs. Lucy had met Gee online on some forum, and even if she was shocked at first when she learned the girl was an escort, when she saw the girl's car and learned just how much she made every night, only picked by the richest guys, and she'd only accept the cute ones offers, she was a bit jealous. And she'd never admit she touched herself thinking about her many times in her bed.

"So, how was your day Lucy?" Gee asked.
"Weird one. My best friend Angie got into some trouble. I think she's quite depressed. Could you just drop me by her home? I need to check on her."
"You're worried?"
"Yes. Really. She's a nice girl and the world has been harsh with her. I hope she didn't do something stupid."

Gee giggled. Lucy frowned.

"That's not funny, you know?"
"I don't know, what qualifies as stupid?" asked Gee.
"What's this kind of question, Gee? Just help me go check on her, I need to know she's safe!"

Gee laughed out loud, and before Lucy could yell at her for being rude, the girl got out of the passenger box a black and silver voice recorder and said : "Lucy can see what I have done."

Lucy groaned as she had this weird sparkling feeling in her mind again, and when she opened her eyes again... as she looked at Gee, she stayed agape for a second.

"Angie?! Is that you?!"
"All me!" she said, one hand under her melons, pushing them up.
"Just what... how... why... when..." stuttered Lucy.

"I know, that's amazing, right?" giggled Angie "Just found this device here in my hand. Whatever I said, it became true. So, since my life was all fucked up, I made this new one. Oh, and by the way ; you're the only one who remembered there was the old, weak Angie to begin with. But I'm glad you were so worried."
"But you... you made yourself an escort girl?! And you made your tits huge?!"
"And I restrained myself for the tits, because believe me, when you start growing bigger and bigger, it's hard to stop!" she laughed "And about the escort... I'm not any escort. I recorded I'd only be hired by sexy rich men to my tastes. So I'm having sex with guys I want... and I'm paid! And I have all this money, this car, stuff I can flaunt in the face of bitchy Barnes anytime. And I'm older now. What about I buy some alcohol for the two of us?"
"But Angie, what if they ask for your card?"

Angie laughed.

"What didn't you get about your memories being modified with one record? Or how you couldn't recognize me till I said so? Just check my driver licence, girl."

She handed her a card, and on it, a chesty, sexy Angie was smiling. And her birth date was... 21 years ago.

"That's... impossible..." whispered Lucy.
"And yet, here I am. And you're in my car. Everyone is jealous of you, and I'm casting my shadow over a girl like Vanessa. And guess who's gonna bang her father tonight?"
"What?!" exclaimed Lucy.
"He's kind of hot. And rich. So I recorded he'd hire me. Did you really think my revenge would stop there?"

Angie laughed, then winked at some guys in the car next to her at a traffic light...