Feeling the Heat

Lucy was just an ordinary teenage girl, but she had crippling self doubt and low self esteem. She was not the prettiest girl in school; she had never kissed a boy, had a boyfriend, or even been asked out on a date. It was hard going through adolescence seeing all her friends in relationships, knowing she was missing out on important milestones in life, but it was all too easy to slip into despair and believe she was incapable of being loved. Sensing the downward spiral she was on, Lucy vowed to change her fate.

After extensive searching online, she came across the object she was looking for: an ancient fertility idol. It could supposedly enhance one's sexual features and make them irresistible. It had a hell of a price tag, but if it could do all the things it promised, then it was worth it. A few weeks later, it arrived. Lucy opened the box as fast as she could. It was undamaged and in great condition. Time to get started.

As she held the idol in her arms, the people of whom she was envious came to mind, along with what made them stick out to her. The long legs of Mrs. Whitmore down the street, the breasts of her friend Melissa, the sharp jawline of Angelina Jolie, the light blue eyes of that one influencer she followed on Instagram, the flawless skin of a model on some magazine cover she remembered. She opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. All of these traits were now hers. She was the ultimate figure of beauty.

Lucy walked over to the community pool in a bikini that was now too small for her. As she sunbathed, she smiled knowing the men could not stop looking at her. From humble beginnings, she now had her pick of the lot. An hour later, her top choice was caressing her and kissing her in the corner of the shallow end. She had never had such feelings of lust in her life. She had to be careful not to let things escalate too far; it was a fertility idol for a reason.