The Three Women
Dressing Room(Vignette Chapter)
Previous Chapter"Hurry up already!" Vignette yelled at me as I was walking with her while holding shopping bags.
"Geez Vignette, how many more of those things are we going to get?" I asked, trying not to drop any of the bags.
"As much as it takes to make. Up. For." She turned glare back to me, "And if you drop anything in those bags, you're dead." She stared down at me and I reluctantly nodded, we continued to walk throughout the mall we are at. Vignette forced me to come here to make up for what happened in the gym. I felt bad about it and wanted to make it up to her, but every time we walked together she turned back at me then glared at me. "Nick!" She said my name out of nowhere.
"Yes?" I jump in response and try not to drop any of the bags.
"I'm hungry, let's get something to eat." She said in a calm tone. I let out a sigh of relief but unfortunately, one of the clothes fell out of the bag and on the floor. Seeing this, I got worried that Vignette was yell or punch me. She approached me with a growl in her voice, I closed my eyes but she bent down and grabbed it. "I told you not to drop anything," She said and put it back in the bag. "This is your own free warming , don't forget it." She then turns and walks toward the cafeteria, I follow her feeling confused at her action just now.
At the cafeteria, both Vignette and I sat on a table with the bags on the floor. I was having a cheeseburger and fries, while Vignette was just having a pasta salad. Both of us were eating quietly and Vignette was growling all the way. "So, is that what you’re just going to have?" I broke the silence by asking her.
"Well yes, I’m going to be working at the gym so I have to watch my figure." Vignette stated but still looked mad at me. Then, we overheard two girls sitting at the table next to ours. From the whispers, those two are talking about Vignette and sounds like they were talking badly about her.
"I can't believe that Vignette Valencia." One of them mock gasp.
The other let out a laugh, "I know, I can't believe she has the nerve to show herself after what she did at Equestria Land."
"I know, right!" They both laugh.
Vignette closed her eyes, annoyed by those girls. Seeing this, I stood up and walked over to a soda fountain machine and got two extra large cups of soda. Then I pretended that I was slipping on something. "Whoa, whoa!" I acted and Vignette noticed this, then I fell to the ground with one of my sodas thrown out of the cup. Splashed onto the two girls covering them and their table in soda.
The two girls let out a primal scream and I quickly got up to get back on my seat, also hiding the empty cup. "Who's the loser who did this!?" One of the girls screamed as both of them stood from their table and started looking around. They stop at our table and look at us, both of us look as normal as possible. They then look at our table to see our meals and our drinks, filled. Annoyed, the girls move on to the next table.
Vignette turned back to me, "Wow, didn't think you had in you to pull that stunt." I gave her a sly grin and Vignette turned away in annoyance. "Don't get cocky about it, you're just lucky it didn't go wrong for you." She then ate up her salad until it was gone. "Now finish your lunch alright, I need to buy my gym outfit for my job." She exclaimed and I went to finish my meal but slowly just to annoy Vignette a bit.
We arrived at the sports shop and entered. Vignette got to work looking around for exercise clothes she could model in. I was sitting in front of the store with Vignette’s other bags right next to me, so I decided to take a rest while Vignette was shopping. Vignette looks like she’s finding everything she needs, She picks up items from one after another. She stops this one item, seeing it cause to blush heavily. She turns her head and tries to walk away from it but looks back at it then grabs it.
As I was still sleeping, Vignette walked over to me and lightly kicked me on the leg. I woke up from that. “Ouch! Are you done?” I asked as I got up and stretched out my arms.
“Yeah, I found the clothes I needed. Now come on, I need to find a change room.” She explained and we went off to find the change room, we found one. “Ok, I’m going to try them out and I want your honest opinion.” She told me but turned away to hide her blush.
“You really want my opinion?” I ask her.
“Yes!” She shouted suddenly, “Guys will get girls a thumb up as long as it makes them look hot.” She stated and went inside then closed the curtain, after a few minutes Vignette let out a call. “Nick, I’m done and about to open the curtain, please make sure you’re the only one looking here.” She asked me.
I was confused and taken aback by her request but understood it. I looked back and forth to make sure no one was looking here. “All clear.” I whisper to her.
After a few seconds, the curtain opens to reveal Vignette’s gym outfit. She was wearing a white sports bra, black yoga pants, white exercise sneakers and lastly a pink-black zip up workout hoodie over her top. She turns around so I can get a look at her from the back and looking close I can see how well the yoga pants fit on her bottom but I never tell her that. She then turned back to face me. “Well?” She asks me, trying to act cool.
I put my fingers under my chin and answer her. “The colors and outfit suit you quite well.” I comment to her.
Vignette then looked surprised at me. “That's all?” She questions.
“Yeah, you choose a nice combination of clothes that suit you.”
“No! I mean if the outfit makes me look sexy!”
“What?!” I was surprised at what she said.
“Come on Nick, You a guy this doesn't make you want to. You know?” She pointed at her cleavage.
“Knock it out!” I shouted back at her, “You look good as a woman in there clothes, can that be enough?”
Vignette glared toward me, “So, you think I’m just not attractive, Am I?” She questioned, which I was confused by and before I could say anything to debunk it. Vignette takes off her hoodie and turns around. “Let’s see you keep that opinion after this.” Then out of nowhere she pulled down her yoga pants to show that she was wearing black shorts underneath and that was so short they look more like panties.
I was shocked and blush heavily seeing them. “Vignette! What are you doing?!” I loudly asked.
She however moves close toward me and starts skating her ass. “Come on, say that I'm attractive!” She wanted me to say it as she got closer.
I place my hands on her shoulders to try to push her back in the change room. “What the hell are you talking about? Just go back in before anyone sees you!” I told her, continuing to push her in.
But she was able to forcefully press her butt onto my leg and rub at it. “Come on Nick, admit this turns you on!” She shouted.
“Enough!” I push her off of me and she turns back to me with a blushing glare. “Why are you doing this?!”
“What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you!?” She pointed at me, “You’re looking at a hot woman in sexy clothes and all you could say is I just look good!”
“Yeah, I just don’t want to say anything to make you mad and I don’t want to objectify you!” I argued back to her.
“Oh please, I know you look at me that way! You’re a guy, why else would you stay friends with me for so long!” She accused me.
This statement got me upset and I shouted back, “Do you really think our friendship is that shallow? Plus, I will never be attractive to you!” Her eyes went wide and I realized too slow what I just said. Vignette’s eyes go downcast and she closes the curtain. “Come on Vignette, you know you had it coming.” I exclaimed to her but she didn’t say anything and it sounded like she was changing clothes. "Look I'm sorry I said too much, but you went too far." But again she didn’t say a single word. "Whatever, I'm going ho... " I tried to leave but one of her hands grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the changing room with her. When I looked up and saw Vignette and she were wearing a sleeveless virgin killer sweater. “Vignette, why are you wearing that?” I stood back up and questioned in shock.
Before answering me, Vignette looking mad moved close to me and pulled off my shirt. Vignette grabbed both of my wrists and placed them against the mirror wall. “Never be attractive toward me, huh. I'm going to make you rethink that.” She clams then starts rubbing her boobs against my bare chest and with a smirk.
I tried not letting out any groin and asked her. “Vignette, knock this off.”
“Made me!” She yells and pleads her lips on mine, kissing me roughly. I feel like my breath is being taken away and tongue twisters all over my own. I felt like collapsing but Vignette parted away from my lips. Smirking down at me, she crouches beneath me and pulls down my pants to show my hard dick, “Oh look at this, from someone who doesn't think I’m hot.” She smirks again with a blush. She then pulled the top side of her aral in between her breasts and grabbed my hard dick put it in her boobs. Feeling it I tried to shake my head to get her to stop but she just drooled on the tip and began rubbing my penis together in her boobs. I let out a moan and tried to hold it in but Vignette kept at it even more. She then started licking my tip, it made it worse as I couldn't hold it in anymore and I came with a lot on Vignette's face.
I felt like falling on the floor but Vignette used her body to hold me against the wall. She looked mad with my come on her face. She wiped it off, grabbed my dick again and left up the bottom of her sweater to show her bare naked pussy. “Wait, you're not wearing any underwear?” I blush in confusion.
“Yeah, this is where the real fun begins.” She stated as she placed my dick in between her legs and underneath her womanhood. She pressed me against the wall and grabbed my wrists again, holding it against it. Then she kissed me again, more roughly and put more passionately into it. She then started moving her hips while my penis was still in between thighs. I try not to moan or yell very loud but it was too much for me. She stopped kissing me for a second. “So Nicky, what do you think about me now?” She asked in heavy breathing and lust filled eyes. I didn’t answer her as she let go of my wrists and grabbed my head to pull me in for another kiss, leaving my arms free but she continued her onslaught with moving her hip back and forth.
It was getting too much for me, I ended up grabbing one of her buttcheek with my free hand then squeezing it. This makes Vignette let out a yell, stopping her kissing and thrusting. “Ok, Vignette stop this please.” I begged her.
But Vignette with a mix of rage and lust refuses, “I’m not done yet.” Start thrusting at me faster and harder again. which makes me squeeze one of her butt cheeks and use my other hand to grab the other. We kept doing this to each other until I finally came. She releases my manhood from thighs with my penis covered in her pussy juice while my come all over her legs and back. I collapse onto my butt lying against the mirror and Vignette falls on top of me. Vignette lifted up head and looked at my exhausted face. "Nick… " That's all she said before pulling me in for another kiss. Only this one was a soft french kiss with our tongues sticking out a bit. It was slow, relaxing and she kept at this for a while, until I placed both my hands on her shoulders then pushed her off of me.
Vignette lying on the floor, confused as I stood back up and pulled my pants back up. “Hope you're happy now, making someone the buttend of your sick joke?” I question glaring at her.
Seeing that, Vignette realizes what she now feels guilty about. “Nick I…” She tried to reach out her hand toward me.
But I turn away and put my shirt back on. "I wait for you outside." I left the changing room leaving Vignette alone. After a few minutes of Vignette changing back to her normal clothes and paying for the stuff she brought early, we were now outside the mall. "I'm going home." I exclaim and take my leave, Vignette tries to reach a hand than me again but could grab me. I left furious at her and did not notice the tears coming out from her.
Author's Note
Hey, you know the sleeveless virgin killer sweater Vignette is wearing this chapter. I kind of a picture of her wearing it:

