Messy

"Hmmm..." Shina pondered.

The burglar knelt at the end of a dimly-lit stone hallway, ear pressed against a stout wooden door, absorbed in process of probing its lock. Once she was through, there was nothing standing between her and the job of a lifetime. There was of course one detail that had made the venture the job of a lot of other people's lifetimes, and not long ones at that, but she had an ace up her sleeve for that eventuality. Probably.

"So like what?  You get off to blowing up balloons?!"  

Claire winced as she sat at the end of her bed.  Her roommate Brooke's sharp tone caused her already flushed cheeks to blush a deeper crimson.  A slender girl with light brown hair and unremarkable features, Claire had a seemingly naive cuteness to her that some found pleasing.

"It's...it's not quite like that.  It's just a dumb fantasy is all..."

Alexis was an adorable and innocent 18 year old girl. She was a slim, gorgeous, and outrageously sexy teen with blue eyes and short black hair. This is the story of a tragic incident, but something that just happened to some girls like her.

On the way home from her 12th grade class, Alexis stumbled into a flyer asking for people to try a new dieting method. Being the kind of girl who loves her figure to be perfect, she immediately drove to the address and walked into the building as it said to do on the flyer.

Melody, called Mel for typing purposes, was a lovely girl. She was in the 12th grade, ha some good friends, and was never looking for trouble. She had long black hair, green eyes, and a paler complexion. Her body was one of the more desirable ones in school. Puberty had been kind to her with a smaller waist, larger breasts, and a nice rear bumper. She was dating a guy named Jacob, who isn't important to us. Now Mel had a slight problem: she was a kleptomaniac. She was always stealing things, and she accepted it. She honed it into a craft and gained control somewhat.