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>>2188380 I should’ve gone out from the beginning; I just didn’t think Medea would turn on me. I nonchalantly deposited my phone to my side. The stern nude figure of Carmen was standing with hands on hips looking at me expectantly, and for a second I envied the familiarity with which she allowed me see her body.
Carmen was caught off guard when I jumped to the side of the bed. I quickly extended my arms under the mattress and extracted the towel. As I prepared to make my exit, Carmen reacted and tried to grab my hand, I dodged rolling backwards. I tried to leap as far as I could, aiming for Lisa’s bed so I could go out through the window. Erika’s window was closer after my roll, but the curtains are closed and the thing is locked, I would never make it.
I’m not sure how far my leap could’ve taken me, I picked up some crazy speed off the floor, but Carmen succeeded to grab my leg on her second attempt and even with all the momentum I thought I had, I barely made her stagger. She tried grabbing my other leg and I started kicking to get free and crawling to get closer to the window.
“I got you now!” she chanted when her hand reached the waist belt of the back of my jeans.
She was right. Tried as I might her grip didn’t falter. Carmen then gave a step forward and tried grabbing my belly from the back, I reflexively slapped her across the face rolling my spine in a way I didn’t know I could.
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>>2188382 “Aggh! Pinche perra!” Carmen shrilled, but she did back down a little and I grabbed unto Lisa’s bed trying to pull myself as I also tried walking forward.
Carmen resumed her assault with renewed strength and instead of leaving it all to her hands she jumped over me and tried to hug my neck, still while tightly securing my pants from the waist.
I twisted my spine again, and hissed her way, warning her to let go or else I would bite.
“S-santa Madre!” she quavered.
I don’t know what exactly compelled her, but she jumped backwards away from me and I used the chance to finally get out of her grip, and with my newfound freedom I opened the window and jumped out.
I quickly ducked while eeking, fixing my panties that had been lowered to knee level by then. Carmen had my pants and there was not a whole lot I could do about that. My T-shirt was long enough to be a scandalously short dress, but I still didn’t like my situation. At least I had the towel, so I wrapped it around my legs.
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>>2188383 “Aria, give it back.”
Carmen was kneeling over Lisa’s bed, just the other side from the window. She was using her hands to cover her breasts and nervously looked around to make sure there was no one else to see her but me.
I couldn’t think of anything to reply to her to justify my actions. Wasn’t I the bad guy here?
“Aria, please!” Carmen went on. “They stop serving breakfast at noon. I’m not going out like this, I can’t and I won’t. Then you’ll… do your stupid penalty game; is that why you’re doing this?”
I didn’t answer back; I just kept staring at Carmen, who was looking away.
“I’ll trash your phone!” she threatened. “I’ll rip your clothes, ruin all your stuff if you-”
“I will not let you do that,” interrupted Medea. I couldn’t see her but I could pinpoint she was still on her bed. “That is not to say I approve of what Aria is doing.”
Carmen did not see confident on a two on one. I was glad to at least have Medea help me that much.
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>>2188384 “What do you want then?” Carmen asked to me, her voice breaking. “What is it? What do you want from me so badly?”
a) Aria wants nothing less than Carmen going naked to the dining area, and she’ll do what it takes to have that.
b) Aria gives back the towel. There will be other chances to mess with her, but Carmen will be expecting it now.
c) Aria runs and hides the towel. Carmen will face the penalty.
d) Carmen can have her towel back if she agrees to be on a leash and be obedient.
e) Aria agrees to give back the towel if she can have her way with Carmen.
f) Aria asks something else of Carmen.
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Thanks to everyone who has followed the story until now. I know it couldn't be easy, shit's long as fuck.
Anonymous
>>2188385 Yeah, B. If we take this any further we'll just be the bad guy. If we pulled it off cleanly (hid it outside and waited outside so she couldn't confront us, or something) then we could've taken this farther but Carmen's reaction is too little defeat/shame/fury and too much weariness/resentment for us to get anything productive out of this.
If someone has a good idea for F I might switch though.
Anonymous
>>2188385 C. I am curious what the penalty will be. Even though the other options are tempting.
Anonymous
>>2188390 Hmm, I think I have something that'll work.
Switching to F - We admit that our original plan was a bit too far, then stay where we are and say she can have the towel back if she comes outside and gets it (if Carmen doesn't believe us, tell Medea that Carmen gets to wreck our stuff if we doublecross her here).
We get to kinda-apologize and not look so mean while still pushing Carmen *a little* further.
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>>2188385 >>2188395 That F sounds good.
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>>2188385 D. Doesn't Carmen like that kind of shit now?
Anonymous
>>2188385 D
A cat will always try to show its superiority to a dog.
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>>2188385 I am switching my vote from
>>2188391 (c) to
D. Thanks to this guy
>>2188403 Anonymous
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>>2188385 “I’ll give it back,” I said, after considering my options. “I just… wanted some assurance.”
“Assurance of what?” asked me Carmen.
“Y-you know what happened last time! This time…! This time I’m in control!”
“Is this seriously payback for the tennis game?” Carmen spat. “You know as well as I do that I had it much worse. I still…” Carmen seemed to want to go on, but she shook her head. “What are your terms, Aria?”
I thought about it.
“I’m keeping you on a leash,” I declared.
Carmen got surprised, then tried to say something. She stopped, and looked down.
“A-alright,” she agreed. “Anything… else?”
Something crazy occurred to me. Was it my imagination? Was I going mad? It was a hunch, but I tried running with it.
“And you will listen to my orders,” I added. “If you disobey me, you’ll regret it.”
“That’s… a given,” she gulped in a low voice. “Okay, you have a deal. Just… be reasonable.”
“Deal,” I confirmed. “Okay, here you go.”
I removed the towel from my legs and held it in front of myself, daring Carmen to come get it. I knew full well that no one was around; the crazy furry things on top of my head had made sure over and over.
“It’s, it’s the middle of the day!” Carmen pleaded. “Can we… can we start slow? Also, your underpants are showing.”
Despite myself I blushed a little bit. Maybe no one was around, but this was still kind of embarrassing. I hurried Carmen, and made it clear that I was not moving; at least not until I heard someone coming.
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>>2188423 After she finally saw that I was serious, Carmen surrendered. Covering herself, she looked at both sides of the window before emerging slowly. Once outside, she extended her hand while crouched, but I wasn’t having it. Her breathing accelerated and Carmen made a choice, lunged forward and took the towel off my hands.
Now, not out of cruelty but out of curiosity to test my theory, I took back the towel with a swipe. Carmen didn’t expect me to so it was easy. She dedicated me a questioning stare, stark naked in the outside and only her ducking stance to cover herself.
“Stand in all fours, your back to me. Hurry if you don’t want to be seen.”
As I expected, Carmen readily complied, showing me her rear. I couldn’t help but take a quick whiff. Carmen’s little thinguie didn’t smell half-bad, a little acid, yes, but…
“I already did as you asked!” Carmen urged me, getting me out of my train of thought.
I covered her with the towel from above, other than someone looking exactly from behind, she wasn’t showing anything.
“Can you be my little horse? Just to the door,” I asked, not that it mattered. Scent alone had already told me everything I wanted to know, proving this theory this way was not necessary anymore.
“O-okay.”
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>>2188424 Carmen looked to the floor submissively, and awaited me to get on her back. As my buttocks touched her body and I crossed my legs, she turned back to look at me, with a worried expression.
“M-maybe a bit of a bitch; but you’re pretty, you know that, right?” Carmen said out of the blue. “You’re not fat or whatever stupid thing people or magazines have been telling you. I had a friend and she… dieting isn’t always healthy; sometimes you can overdo it if you try too hard. That is also no good. Just… let’s go to have breakfast, alright? Eat well, okay?”
What was she on about?
a) Have Carmen go to the cafeteria in all fours.
b) Tell Medea that I will be fine with Carmen by myself.
c) Have Carmen eat on the floor (from a tray, of course!) like a dog.
d) Have Carmen’s towel fixed so it shows a lot of cleavage and a ton of leg; one wrong step could be fatal.
e) Take it easy; just see how Carmen reacts to this experience.
//Other than E, no other option is mutually exclusive. You can vote for more than one at a time.
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>>2188425 I vote B, C, and D, because I want Carmen to suffer.
I left out A, since Carmen said one paragraph that showed concerned for Aria.
Kogekisaru
>>2188425 D, seems reasonable
Also would like to add the catears Medea has around somewhere, if she is going to act a pet better look the part. would be better with proper dog ears, but hey husky ears look a lot like cat ears.
I guess it is technically wearing something, but does an accesory like that really count. and Carmen wearing catears would make Aria's draw less attention.
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>>2188425 I change my vote from
>>2188434 (B, C, and D) to A, B and D.
After I thought for a bit. The paragraph Carmen said to Aria has moved my heart a little. I would like to see if she is capable of have a heart to heart conversation with Aria.
So I thought that it would be easier for Carmen to have a potential bonding moment with Aria if she was sit with Aria, not on the floor and no Medea to chaperone them.
I also thought it won't be too bad for Carmen if she walk on all four to the cafeteria. Since Aria is capable of avoiding people with her ears.
I hope this is not a ploy from Carmen. So help me God, I am actually beginning to like Carmen.
Anonymous
>>2188425 Well, that's a nice surprise that Carmen went submissive so easily. I expected D to have a much worse result.
I want to do more than E, something like C should be left until we've got a better read on things, and there's nothing to gain from B, so A and D.
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>>2188459 I think I agree with
>>2188457 so I'll add B to my vote.
Anonymous
>>2188425 A
C
This is going to end up with all options.
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>>2188469 I dunno. Current tally is A:6, B:3, C:3, D:7, and E:0, so that'd probably get interpreted as A and D.
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>>2188425 D + B although I don't think Medea would leave them alone
For option A or C, they make the situation more funny and less sexy that I am bot sure if that's a good idea
By the way, I believe that, even if Aria is just like 32? kg now Carman still shouldn't feel light
Anonymous
>>2188489 The catgirl transformation probably affected Aria's weight in a significant fashion.
Anonymous
>>2188492 From last thread:
> if we pair that up with her weight (it went down as part of her morphing), her jumping can be something to behold. Anonymous
>>2188492 >>2188493 I did considered about the effect of transformation, the previously given weight was 96lbs=44kg.
But the thing is first can one tell a difference between a person weighted 20/30/40kg riding on their back without comparing the experience against each other and without getting used to being ride by others?
And from the posture it seems like Aria put most of her weight onto Carman which would still be pretty heavy to a 17 years old girl even when Aria is just 20/30 kg
Or unless Aria is now just 5-10 kg, but then the first thing come to Carman's mind in such case should be how on earth could a human be such light instead of thinking it from health aspect
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>>2188457 >Carmen looked to the floor submissively, and awaited me to get on her back. As my buttocks touched her body and I crossed my legs, she turned back to look at me, with a worried expression. >“M-maybe a bit of a bitch; but you’re pretty, you know that, right?” Carmen said out of the blue. “You’re not fat or whatever stupid thing people or magazines have been telling you. I had a friend and she… dieting isn’t always healthy; sometimes you can overdo it if you try too hard. That is also no good. Just… let’s go to have breakfast, alright? Eat well, okay?” I second a vote for this combo. reasoning here is sound. I want carmen to suffer some humiliation, but i would like to see if some bonding can happen here as well.
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dangit. I am so bad at actually replying to specific posts lol. I meant A B and D for the same reasoning as anon wrote in a paragraph above. I have the cherry by prywinko pic posted in teh above post.
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>>2188440 Sorry. Carmen thinks that Aria was wearing that hairband, they can't let her have it or see it.
>>2188489 >>2188496 Carmen is the tallest right after Erika, she had no problem being a horse, just can't do it for long.
Humans aren't light or easy to carry, either way. Carmen just knows what if feels to carry a kid on her back, and what feels carrying/helping a friend too thin for her own good. Using those as reference she recognizes that Aria is too light and that alarms her, she had a bad experience.
>>2188492 It isn't inhumanly low. Carmen just had the right skillset to tell. She's also a really good cook, knows how to care for newborns/babies/toddlers and is an amateur nurse.
>>2188425 It was but a few yards back to the cabin, Carmen crossed them unmolested other than my weight on her back. I stood up, opened the door and despite me not ordering her so, she still crawled inside instead of standing up.
“Aria, a moment, if you please,” Medea asked me as I closed the door behind me.
I looked at her. Medea did not seem her usual self, did she really dislike my treatment of Carmen that much? I leapt to her bed, landing in front of her. I trusted that we wouldn’t be heard if we were quiet.
“I know this looks bad, but if you let me explain-” I whispered trying to justify myself.
“Your dealings with Carmen are none of my concern,” Medea interrupted me. “You may do as you please in that front; I want to talk to you about something far more substantial, now that we are going out.”
“What is it, then?”
“I want you to tell me what is happening on the other side of that window,” Medea pointed at Erika’s bed in which the tall girl laid unconscious with her supple bottom up.
I didn’t understand why Medea wanted to know that, but I decided to humor her. I focused. The curtains were down, but if I just tried…
“Stop that,” Medea sternly ordered me.
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>>2188502 “Stop what?” now I was getting confused.
“Moving these,” Medea whispered as she tried grabbing an ear and it twitched to get away from her grasp. “You move them back and forth, left and right. Your new senses must be fascinating to you, but a hairband is not going to be much concealment if you cannot control their movement.
How was I supposed to know that even happened? I wanted to be mad at Medea; she was the one who got me into this. Then, a thought crossed my mind.
“Carmen! Did she see?” I whispered.
“Now you are moving your ears towards her,” Medea nagged and tried grabbing them again, I drew my head back to get them out of her reach. “I doubt Carmen saw them without her glasses; at least I would expect her to make a comment about it.”
“She doesn’t wear her glasses most of the time! She didn’t have them on when we were playing tennis!” I panicked. She had definitely seen, they were just reading glasses or something.
“We better make sure, then,” suggested Medea. “For now, I want to lend you this,” she handed me her straw hat and I accepted it. “Ask her, and have an excuse ready.”
Putting the hat on felt even more uncomfortable than wearing my bra. It pressed my ears towards my head sort of shutting them, distorting the sound. I didn’t like it one bit, but Medea was right. If the ears moved on their own it was better if I just hid them altogether.
Medea and I jumped down her bed in synchrony. I walked towards Carmen, who was trying to secure her towel so it wouldn’t fall off. I reached to the knot she was doing and she immediately let go and allowed me to maneuver.
“How about a little like this?” I vacillated, not sure if Carmen would accept it.
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>>2188503 I had folded over her bath towel in order to make it effectively shorter. Carmen’s cleavage looked really attractive as I had pressed her breasts together to all the tightness that was possible. I didn’t hid anything out of her thighs, but I let just a little tad to cover, because I didn’t want her flashing people from behind when she crawled. The bath towel was held tight, that was sure enough, the one drawback was that if Carmen made a sudden movement it would fall off, and I knew she could tell.
Carmen didn’t protest and I took it as approval. I rummaged a bit through Erika’s stuff since I needed her choker and leather stuff to make a leash. I doubt she would mind. I sent her a friendly text explaining the situation for her to read if she ever woke up.
Just covering Carmen’s neck accelerated her breathing noticeably. Telling her that I wanted her to go in all fours changed that even further, although shortly as we exited the cabin that proved impractical. I just couldn’t expect Carmen to be able to crawl all the way to the cafeteria in a sensible amount of time. I told her that we should probably dial it down to just before arriving and she didn’t seem to mind all that much.
It was nearly peak hour around camp, nearing noon. There weren’t that many people going in or out of their cabins, but I bet everywhere else would be packed. We still ran into a group of four boys who ogled and cat-called Carmen on our way out.
“Wait, wasn’t she the one bathing a naked chick last night?”
“How should I know? I was too busy looking at the other one’s ass.”
“These chicks are into some crazy BDSM shit, yo!”
“Hey! Legs! Turn around!” one of them actually had the courage to yell.
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>>2188504 The way to the dining area was even harder. We ran into people every few hundred steps. Girls looked with either disgust or mockery, always whispering once our backs were turned. There were timid boys who just looked away after trying to sneak a peek, and other more direct ones that talked about Carmen’s nearly visible pussy or how her breasts moved left and right as she crawled.
The real deal began when we could see the building, and Carmen lowered to all fours without any resistance and started to crawl. One could just feel the heat emanating from her face, but there weren’t any tears this time. We went past plenty of people and Carmen let them judge her, as her breath became more of a pant from both the physical toll of the crawling, and something else.
“What’s up with her? She’s like… that girl’s dog?”
“Holy shit!”
“Isn’t that racist, somehow?”
I took care of the more shameless people. One guy tried to sneak his phone beneath Carmen’s towel and I barely blocked it with my hand. Another knelt in front of her to see down her breasts. All in all I thought that maybe this wasn’t a stellar idea as we approached the tables and suddenly had a lot more eyes on us that I knew what to do with. I would’ve died of shame long ago, wonder how Carmen was doing?
a) She’s staring to feel the humiliation is a bit too much and asks for Aria to tone it down (sit down and eat with Aria normally)
b) She’s doesn’t speak up and is trying hard not to think about how this makes her feel (Aria might have her do a few tricks for an audience, Carmen might regret it after her excitement is past).
c) Carmen happily barks and pants. Aria easily notices that Carmen wants to go further, and helps her (might get out of control with so many people around).
d) Someone steals Carmen’s towel and Aria can’t prevent it.
Anonymous
>>2188505 I'm torn between C and D. I think I'll go with D as long as Aria takes Carmen's side.
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>>2188505 A. I would like to see if it is possible for Aria and Carmen to bond. If Carmen doesn't please me in this aspect. I am going to keep voting for the most humiliating thing that she can do. If she does have a genuine bonding moment with Aria, I am switch my target to Lisa.
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Im also torn between C and D...
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>>2188505 D as well, but Aria also gets humiliated in her attempt to defend Carmen from the crowd. Maybe the girls whose cabin she snuck into or the ones who stole her clothes from the locker room play a part in it.
Kogekisaru
>>2188505 I don't feel like C and D have to be mutually exclusive, so D and if possible C leading up to D.
Anonymous
>>2188505 I would like a combination of A and D, Aria tones it down but things go bad for Carmen anyway.
If this is not posible, then I vote for just D
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>>2188525 I like this too. Count my vote (
>>2188507 ) as C --> D if possible.
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>>2188526 I vote A or D. If Carmen's a pervert then it ruins the whole thing, keep it enf.
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Oh yes. I support those who have said C into D... I would like to change what I said to including this... C into D please!! :D
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But still have Aria try to help Carmen when D happens... maybe things go a bit bad for Aria as well, but I do still want to see where things go as far as Aria and Carmen maybe bonding some over this!
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>>2188505 I vote negative D
Carmen still has to go to two more meals today. She can lose her towel at a later one.
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Last few times votes have been rolling as the story is about halfways done or so.
Being fast is nice and all, but the story if for you people and it sucks when you can make the choice. From now on the story is to wait until 8 votes up from 5, and give at least an hour since last vote to continue.
If you don't agree you're free to give your input.
>>2188505 Much to my surprise, Carmen seemed to be doing just fine. Yes, her eyes were getting blurry but tears hadn’t been shed yet, and she still seemed committed to her bit. She was still panting, this time with her tongue out.
Medea, who had been really quiet during the way, volunteered to go ahead and search us a table. She politely asked a group of people if they could make space for us, and they complied, so I walked Carmen in that direction.
The dining area was the widest indoor area the camp had to offer. There were six crappy wooden tables outside rustically fashioned from unworked wood that nobody who was there to eat ever seemed to use. The inside had a dozen plywood bench tables, all of these had at least two or three people currently using them, and Medea had just procured us a whole side of a bench for ourselves.
The other side had two girls and a boy who until then had been happily conversing until Medea interrupted them. I sat down in front of them. The sight of Carmen being walked in all fours held by a leash seemed to rob their attention. Hardly anyone inside the cafeteria hadn’t at least looked our way, there even were people taking pictures.
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>>2188553 “So, what’s the deal with you two?” asked one of the girls, looking at Carmen and me like we were freaks.
Medea had gone to get a tray.
“Err… it’s a dare,” I explained making it clear that I didn’t want to have a conversation.
“Seriously? And she agreed?” went the other girl. “And why the towel? Acting like a dog wasn’t enough so you had to bring her naked?”
“N-no! I mean. She has to obey or I pull her towel,” I tried to justify it. “If everything goes okay, she doesn’t have to show anything.”
“She’s showing a hell of a lot, if you ask me,” replied the second girl again. “What kind of sick game are you people playing?” she recriminated.
“This kind of game,” I said, getting annoyed. “Carmen, sit!”
Carmen crouched hunched over, her hands in front of her supporting some of her weight. It was obvious what I meant to do, and the three of them hurried to take a look under the table. Carmen’s legs were open enough to let them see what was in the middle of them. It sort of made me feel powerful that I could show Carmen’s private places on a whim and she had to comply. Thinking about what she might feel as the boy looked into her slit and her pubic hair was sort of exhilarating.
“Nice!” exclaimed the boy. Carmen whimpered a little bit, but she still kept the pose that I had ordered.
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>>2188555 “Does this get you off, you sickos?” said one of the girls.
“Think fast!”
A boy standing behind us grabbed Carmen’s towel and pulled it off.
“Woo!” he chanted, spinning the towel in the air as people all over the place gasped, whispered and shouted. There was a naked girl in the cafeteria.
Carmen shrieked in something akin to terror and immediately covered herself, shutting her eyes. This was just going too far!
a) Jump to shield Carmen from cellphones, ask the asshole to give it back.
b) The boy runs and I chase him.
c) The boy runs, but I remain with Carmen and try to shield her.
d) Sit back and let the situation unfold itself.
For A, B and C how serious is Aria about protecting Carmen?
1) She covers her with her own body (not applicable for B).
2) She quickly takes off her shirt (taking care her ears aren’t seen) and offers it to Carmen.
Anonymous
>>2188557 C1. 2 would be *against the rules* and it'll be fun to try and hunt down Carmen's towel while defending her from cameras (though Medea can probably take over that part if we go searching on our own).
And I wouldn't worry too much about us changing our minds after you've already started writing. It's part of the territory that we don't know if you've locked the vote or not and I'm not going to be upset that there's no perfect solution.
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>>2188558 Thanks for your input. Forgot to clarify, 2 is not against the rules.
Carmen can't wear anything, and can't cover herself using anything; but if someone was to drop cloth over her, she's not obligated to jump out so she can be seen.
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>>2188559 Hmm, I think then I'll change to B2. Giving Carmen our shirt should have stronger emotional impact and if we're not bodily protecting Carmen that frees us up to use those Olympic legs.
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>>2188557 B, and trust Camren to Medea. Doing 2 would break the rules and be bad for everyone
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>>2188557 B2. Seeing Aria's speed sounds neat and the bro factor of the shirt would be a nice change, rules be damned. Possible Aria penalty for doing so as well
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>>2188557 B,2 I feel sorry for Carmen now. This is getting out of hand.
Aria can probably catch up to that boy easily.
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>>2188557 A1 then boys run away after the demand, Then Aria do B and ask Maeda to shield Carmen. Hopefully Aria would avoid overusing her new ability although she most likely won't take care of it
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Definitely 2. As for What else... I like A or B. Maybe both?
Anonymous
>>2188557 C2 - Try to build some good will with Carmen so she can show her off more.
Anonymous
>>2188557 >>2188671 I like this. The shirt is a token, but, due to the rules, it doesn't actually do much. She's still naked and embarrassed, but now also in Aria's debt.
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>>2188557 >>2188684 Sorry, forgot my vote: C, 2
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>>2188557 Time stood still for a fraction of a second. Carmen was naked in front of basically half the camp, and it was my fault. Maybe we hadn’t seen eye to eye lately; Carmen is too spiteful and stubborn for her own good; I still couldn’t let her get abused this way by some people she didn’t even know. What was the thief’s problem?
My choice made, I quickly grabbed the neck of my shirt and removed it overhead in a fluid motion. My straw hat fell off, but I recovered it while it was midair and hurried to cover my head after the shirt was off; I had my ears back so hopefully no one noticed. I threw my shirt over Carmen’s backside; admittedly it didn’t cover that much, but her buttcrack was at least out of sight and she seemed to be doing her best to shield her front with frantic fanaticism.
Carmen looked at me surprised, then thankful. I hoped she didn’t question why I wasn’t lending her the hat. The punk who stole the towel was already running out of the cafeteria, it would be a tall order to catch up to a boy, but I had to try.
“Medea, help her!” I requested, seeing little Medea doing what she could to push her way into the crowd that was starting to form around Carmen. “I’ll get your towel back!” I promised Carmen and went off.
I tried not to think about how now I was shirtless and convinced myself that all of the focus was on Carmen. I was wearing the last clean bra that I had brought; white with black borders, in my opinion it was super elegant, provided that I had the corresponding pair of panties which I didn’t at the time. There were too many cameras around us; I had to get out of there fast, for both my sake and Carmen’s.
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>>2188717 The first step I gave running was stupid and dangerous. The first time I tried putting a foot in front of the other and having one propel me forward, I just leapt and crashed against a girl; she uttered a curse and we both fell, but being with my hands on the floor if anything made things easier.
I gave a few steps on hands and legs while I was standing back up; next time I decided to be more careful. I was in a hurry, but I tried jogging instead of sprinting, lest I faceplant something less comfortable than a nice pair of boobs.
It felt moronic to have to tell my legs how to run, but I apparently just had to teach myself to do it all over again. Left, right, left, right; I made it to the end of the cafeteria. People barely managed to get out of my way; I just didn’t have the brainpower to spare to also go around dodging slowpokes.
“Jesus, she’s fast!”
“Check out the short girl in the bra!”, “I know, nice ass, right?”, “Seriously? That’s what you’re looking at?”
I couldn’t even spare my hands to cover my exposed underwear, figuring out how to stay upright wasn’t as easy as one would hope and one arm had to be kept on my hat at all times. I had the arm movement figured out fairly soon, I also had an embarrassing memory of running without my top in front of a crowd and I would keep both for life.
The punk I was looking for, the towel thief, was just outside of the cafeteria, laughing talking to a friend just as ugly and stupid-looking as he was, Carmen’s towel under his arm.
“Give that back!” I yelled, but that proved to be a mistake.
“Come and get it!” he taunted, showing me the towel as if he was a bullfighter, ogling my chest to my further shame and then turning tail and running away.
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>>2188718 He had around a fifty feet advantage, staring out. He ran besides his friend while giggling, and I pressed on running as fast as I could control; which honestly was pretty fast.
“She’s catching up!” warned the punk’s friend, looking back.
“Then run faster!”
I bet they took a look at my size and figured that they could leisurely stroll around and still not having to worry about me; I had proved them wrong and now I could tell they were running as fast as they could go.
“She’s still gaining on us!”
“Shit, really?”
My running was pretty irregular, as far as running styles went. I was basically jumping alternating my legs, as if I was trying to do a triple jump event; just never ending. Catching up to the boys still wasn’t easy, I actually struggled; it would’ve been so much better if I could somehow manage to use my legs without fearing to trip.
“Cute tits,” the punk complimented, panting, stopping as he saw he couldn’t leave me behind.
What now? After I recovered from the hit my morale took from his tasteless comment I realized there was not a whole lot I could do if he just didn’t want to hand the towel over. I could hear his friend behind me stepping backwards.
“Catch!” the punk told his friend, smirking, and tossed the towel made into a ball to him.
And just like that, there was my answer. I easily leapt backwards and intercepted the toss. Landing was a bit rough.
“You’re a gymnast, ain’t ya?” asked the punk’s friend.
I saw him reaching for his pants, probably for his phone. I quickly covered myself with Carmen’s towel.
“What the hell is your problem?” I chided; my voice full of anger. “What makes you think it’s okay what you just did?”
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>>2188719 “Chill, it was just a prank,” the punk said.
“Let’s see if they think it’s still a prank when I go to the camp’s office and tell them you stripped a girl!” I threatened.
“Pfft. Be my guest,” he said, walking away. “This shithole’s for people who can’t afford an actual camp and for guys like me. Good luck finding someone who cares.”
I wanted to discuss his point, at least make him apologize or something, but I decided against it and hurried back; just more slowly since an arm had to be securing my hat and another had to secure the towel around my body.
Medea had managed on the cafeteria very well. She was against a corner near the entrance, Carmen facing the wall with my shirt covering her back. Medea seemed to be able to somehow keep the crowd at bay, but couldn’t do much about the cameras flashing and recording everywhere.
Getting back through the crowd wasn’t easy, but I made my way through after having to crawl between the legs of people. Carmen was safe.
a) Crowd goes wild. A disgruntled pervert and his gang get too excited and cause trouble. Might lead to extreme humiliation.
b) Carmen has had enough. I cover her and after briefly showing her body she gets to go back safe. Medea has some food ready to take.
c) Carmen still needs to eat here; more shenanigans may or may not ensue.
Anything else?
1) The punk managed to rip the towel a little bit.
2) Aria lost the hat crawling between people’s legs.
3) Carmen actually didn’t mind that much what just happened.
4) The girl who lent Aria her tennis clothes comes from the crowd and demand her stuff back.
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>>2188720 B, 1 and 3 if they're not mutually exclusive. We've got two more meals in the day and this sets up the next two to be good as well.
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>>2188720 B. I am done with the Carmen towel escapade let move on to something or at least take a break from it.
4. Would like the other girl campers (besides Aria, Carmen, Lisa, and Erika) to make some scenes in this story.
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>>2188720 A and 4 sound great.
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>>2188720 B 1 3 4. Multiple numbers can be accepted, right?
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>>2188720 B, 3&4. with as many times as our storyteller here has dropped options involving the tennis clothes I feel like he has a story in mind for it probably time we let him tell it.
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>>2188720 A
1, 2, 3, 4
Some men just want to watch the world burn.
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B 1, 2, 3, and 4 :D
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>>2188738 They do as long as I state they're not mutually exclusive, else they're just worth 1/2, 1/3rd and so on. This time many people wanted multiple things to happen, so they won't be.
>>2188740 Not really, just an unresolved sidequest if people want to go exploring to find Elmira and even Jill (she's the one who kissed Erika back at the bonfire).
>>2188720 “Alright, folks, show’s over!” I shouted to make myself heard over the crowd and I stepped in to Carmen’s corner and quickly extended the towel I had fixed on my topside.
My back to the audience, I made a little safe tent for both Carmen and myself. People around still don’t stop their excitement all of sudden, their cameras still pointed at us, and lascivious comments and questions all over the place. I was wondering what could we do so I could fix Carmen’s towel around her while also not showing my bra in front of all these people if they wouldn’t leave, when another person stopped in front of the mob.
“Finally, I’ve been looking all over for you!” a short brunette said, emerging from the crowd.
I instantly recognized her. We traded clothes before my tennis match against Carmen; her uniform fit me about okay-ish; even though that didn’t matter because I stripped it before long. She had a pair of jeans and a blouse that belonged to me, if I remembered right.
“As you see, I have my hands full right now,” I pointed out, not even looking at her direction and pondering about our conundrum.
“I need my clothes back. They’re the only tennis uniform I brought and you’ve been hogging it; I haven’t even seen you back at the courts,” she went on as if she hadn’t heard me. “I already washed your stuff.”
“I told you I’m busy, piss off!” I warned. She had no right to be mad; the collateral I offered was far more expensive than her crappy twenty dollar uniform.
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>>2188778 Deciding that there was just no easy or painless way to do this, I was about to cover Carmen with the towel and expose my underwear to over a dozen random people, when Carmen turned away from her corner, and held my hand.
“It’s fine,” she smiled. “They’ve seen everything already.” She paused, that couldn’t have been easy for her. “You have already done enough. Use the towel, put on your shirt… just… be quick!”
I nodded with determination. I moved my ears as far back and as far down as they could possibly go and removed the hat, quickly grabbing the shirt that was covering Carmen’s butt, giving everyone a last peek at her behind.
My shoulders were covered by the towel, and I dropped it at the same time the shirt I was putting on covered my back. I probably showed the straps of my bra briefly but probably nothing more. Once I was shirted, I grabbed the hat in a panic and placed it over my head, hoping that the black fur of my new freakshow ears had somehow camouflaged them. Lastly, I covered Carmen with the towel. She stood up but I advised her against it until I could place the tear the punk had probably made in a place where it wouldn’t show anything.
With periodically less people pestering us, we made our way out with Carmen tightly hugging her bath towel as a blanket.
“Nice show!
”
“Are you guys exhibitionists?”
“I have a picture of your ass, show your tits and I’ll delete it.”
In a way, I felt like the bodyguard of a famous person facing reporters.
Medea didn’t follow us right away; I never doubted she was doing something to help our cause so I left it alone as I walked Carmen back to the cabin. Now that I wasn’t making her walk in all fours, or having the towel fixed so it showed her cleavage, we didn’t stand out all that much, but the sad reality was that the camp would never forget the girl who got naked in the cafeteria, it wasn’t meant to be.
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>>2188779 “I know you didn’t want this to end the way it did,” said Carmen.
“I’m sorry, Carmen. It was so stupid to have you do that and not expect something to go south,” I apologized.
“No, it’s fine,” she reassured me. “We were just… having fun. I mean, before the towel was taken, everything before… it was, it was just a game, right? It wasn’t that bad.”
I just knew she would enjoy that treatment, that wasn’t a surprise. I internally cursed the towel thief again; if not for him I could’ve explored a lot of new possibilities with Carmen.
Medea didn’t catch up with us until we were back in our lodge. Lisa was gone, but Erika hadn’t moved an inch. Medea apologized for the quality of the spoils she brought as our late breakfast. It was a given that the lion’s share was going to be Carmen’s, so Medea and I got whatever was left.
“Really?” I recriminated Medea as she handed me two cans of wet cat food, “Where did you even find these?”
Joke was on her. They were delicious.
a) Wait until Carmen regains her courage. Go back to the Cafeteria for lunch.
b) Aria thinks she just makes things worse by watching Carmen. She just lets the day unfold itself (skip to night).
c) Convince the gang to go shower.
d) Wait for Carmen and Medea go for lunch, and spend some alone time with Erika.
e) The tennis brunette knocks on the door, might lead to tennis shenanigans.
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D. Lets see what Aria and Erika get into
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>>2188780 E, and A after if there's time.
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>>2188780 D is by far the most fun and what I'm offically voting for.
though E is a close second as it makes good sense story wise if she followed them back.
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>>2188795 Forgot to toss in a pic.
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>>2188780 C which then turns into E
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>>2188780 D Erika best gurl
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>>2188780 E. Let's go on a side quest.
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I'd just like to note that if and when we slip up and people figure out that Aria's a catgirl, we can come clean without implicating Medea. Things like 'I met a witch and she gave me this potion if I promised to kept her secret' and 'I can't say where I met her without betraying her confidence'. We can spin it like we met an old hag in a cabin in the woods and we can patch up any gaps in the deception with 'I can't say that without breaking my promise'.
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>>2188810 That's never going to be a problem. Don't worry about that one, I've already covered it no matter what happens.
On a more serious note, D and E keep tying and gaining on one another. Which is going to win?
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>>2188814 Mix them
Maybe the tennis brunette can interrupt Aria and Erika
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>>2188820 This man has a winning idea!
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>>2188820 >>2188823 And the awkward-er the interruption, the better!
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>>2188824 I can imagine Erika offering the brunette to join them, and the brunette awkwardly trying to politely decline while Aria is all flustered
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I just have a question for the writter, how old are the main girls? I want to know to picture everything better in my head.
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>>2188829 Oh wow, I had kinda always assumes they were at least highschool, 15-16 ish. 12 is a little umm...
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>>2188828 What. Weren't they supposed to be in high school? Wasn't Aria creeped out at the idea of having the vibrator of a possible middle schooler in her mouth?
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>>2188829 Not me.
>>2188828 Erika is 19.
Carmen is 17.
Medea is technically 17, and about to be 18.
Lisa is also 17, but she's a few months younger than Medea.
Aria said this are of her last vacations before going to university. Wonder how old she is?
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>>2188833 That makes way more sense
>>2188829 shame on you.
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>>2188828 Also, the start of the previous thread (
>>2183547 ) has images showing what each character roughly looks like, except for Aria whose picture was earlier.
Aria:
>>2180790 Erika:
>>2183552 Medea:
>>2183553 Lisa:
>>2183554 Carmen:
>>2183555 Anonymous
>>2188837 Cool, Medea best girl as expected.
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>>2188837 Didn´t expect Carmen to look that innocent.
Not complaining about though, it makes her humilliations even better.
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>>2188837 >>2188840 >>2188843 I did it again this thread.
Aria:
>>2188380 Medea:
>>2188382 Erika:
>>2188383 Lisa:
>>2188384 Carmen:
>>2188385 and Dan (dramatization):
>>2188386 BTW; next part should be ready fairly soon.
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>>2188780 After our meal was done, despite what I had put Carmen through, she felt trustful enough to ask both Medea and me what was she supposed to do for her next visit to the cafeteria. People would probably already see her coming a mile away and know about her. Carmen didn’t know if she could tolerate a rowdy crowd that had seen her naked a second time in a single day.
Medea, in her honest opinion, blamed my game for the whole ordeal. Even if Carmen was dressed in a towel, it shouldn’t ignite disorderly conduct if she kept to herself and just did her thing. Medea rationalized that every girl going there was naked beneath their clothes and could be the next to be stripped. Medea politely suggested for me to stay put in the cabin and see if that changes anything. Carmen agreed to leave the choice to me; she really has a hard time admitting it, but she finds the leash very enjoyable and wanted me to keep using it.
I had to recognize my error and comply with Medea. Something came over me and I couldn’t resist the urge to abuse Carmen. In private, Medea told me the real reason she didn’t want me out, at least not yet. She reprehended me for my actions on the cafeteria; namely the two times I removed the hat she lent me and the feat of speed I incurred on. She reminded me that probably someone had already recorded me and attention was never a good thing to a secret trying to be kept.
Medea recommended me that I should think before I acted, and never do anything that might draw suspicions no matter if the consequence was humiliation. That was easier said than done.
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>>2188858 Erika woke up soon after our conversation was done. To be precise, she was already awake and just didn’t feel like standing up. She asked us a lot about what had just happened to Carmen and seemed to enjoy the story. As I expected, she didn’t mind one bit that I had borrowed some of her stuff to make Carmen a leash.
Erika felt very hungry herself but instead of asking to join Carmen, she asked Medea to bring her something to eat, as she didn’t feel like sunlight today; something Medea could relate to.
Neither Medea nor Carmen had had their fill during our last incursion, so it didn’t take long for them to be hungry again. I asked Medea for either human food or a dead mouse, if she insisted in going that route; then I thought about it better and asked her not to take me seriously. I could actually see her going out of her way to chase some animal to bring me.
“So, about what happened last night…” began Erika once we were left all alone.
“Oh, that,” I cautiously approached, “Its… fine. Nothing we hadn’t… done before.”
“What exactly was fine?” she wondered. “Everything that happened after I came back is kind of a blur. Can you fill me in?”
“Oh!”
That made it all the more embarrassing. Bringing with Erika the topic of the other dares was no problem, but having to discuss how she… played with me was not fun. Erika knew perfectly well that I didn’t like that topic and she kept asking for details; it took me a while to figure out she was messing with me and I stopped answering.
“You’re so easy to tease!” she mocked me, while grappling her arm around my neck and bringing me closer to her. “Aria, you are WARM!” she said after touching me and full on hugged me. “Did I really embarrass you that much?”
“N-nothing compared to last night,” I recriminated, getting a bit annoyed that she was toying with me.
“Oh, come on! You’re not mad, are you? You begged for it, you said it yourself.”
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>>2188859 “But why does it always have to be in front of people?” I whined, getting a bit emotional.
Erika let go of me. I made sure the hat was still on its place and breathed slowly; it would be humiliating and I would look like such a baby if I cried right now.
“You know, we’re alone right now,” she pointed out; her tone was playful, but in a joking way.
“I’m not getting teased anymore,” I decided.
“It’s not a tease, I’m serious,” I looked up to Erika’s face. She did indeed look serious.
“R-really? But… you’re straight! R-right?” I ventured to ask.
“Aria, if you kiss my pussy, I will fuck you right here, right now,” she said, turning what was approaching romance into something vulgar, but at the same time making it feel more real. “No, no talking,” Erika interrupted me as I was beginning to talk. “Make a choice. Nobody is making you.”
Was this for real? Was this really… my first time? I knelt down, Erika didn’t move. I grabbed Erika’s tight micro mini skirt. I pulled down, Erika swung her hips left and right, aiding me to take it off. This was happening! I grabbed her panties like a hungry hobo and pulled them down, my breath accelerating.
I was face to face with it, I had never seen it this close; at least not without zooming in her picture. Erika trimmed herself very carefully. Having clear skin and dark hair – I assumed her natural color was black – like me, she had to. Erika’s vulva was smooth, her pubic mound bulged beautifully, making her pretty slit got a bit downwards than mine. I took a moment to take a deep breath. This was Erika’s scent, recorded within me forever. I turned my head left so I could match her lips, and leaned forward.
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>>2188860 “Good girl,” she sweetly said, petting me beneath my hat. It fell off. “W-what the fuck? Aria, what…?”
“Later!” I begged, looking up with tearful, pleading eyes. “Later!”
Erika tossed me to my bed with a strength that I found alluring. She quickly stripped the rest of her clothing. I began to do the same, but was too slow. Erika finished much faster and grabbed my pants, pulling them up with my underwear as if I was a child during a diaper change. She climbed the bed on top of me, moving with lithe and grace that even on my cat transformation I couldn’t approach.
Our hands intertwined, her breasts were touching mine. Erika was blushing and starting to pant, her face had a crooked smile that made my heart skip a beat. She leaned that beautiful mouth to mine.
“Alright, I know you’re in here! Now are you giving me back my…!”
The door was slammed open and a short brunette who looked at least two years younger than me entered the cabin. She looked into our direction. I could feel both her face and mine turning into a deep shade of red wine at the precise same time.
a) She shouldn’t have done that. She better like girls because Erika is not a gal to take “no” for an answer.
b) She excuses herself and runs away. We carry on.
c) She doesn’t back down. This girl really, really wants her clothes back.
d) She runs away and breaks the spell. Now Erika won’t stop asking about the ears.
e) She actually brought friends, and they’re right outside.
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>>2188861 A. I can only see this ending well.
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>>2188861 E. More girls in this story the better!
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>>2188861 A or B
Help out or get out.
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A. maybe E as well.
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>>2188861 I let out a piercing shriek and hurry to turn around to cover my nudity.
“E-excuse me!” the intruding girl profusely apologized, even going as far as to bow down. “I will be going now!”
“Wait! I said wait!” Erika shouted.
The girl had given three steps back out the cabin when Erika caught up to her and grabbed her by the scruff of her shirt. I looked with admiration and alarm how Erika had just stepped outside stark naked in broad daylight, if only briefly.
A girl my size like her was no match for Erika. The little brunette was tossed back into the cabin and Erika stepped back in and slammed the door shut.
“I told you to wait,” chastised Erika. “Now, what was so important to enter uninvited to a room that isn’t yours?” she inquired, looking pissed.
Erika looked imposing, even more so when nude. Her strong and toned thighs, her slim abdomen starting to show the signs of a six-pack and her tallness all posed an intimidating sight. And to think that I was about to be hers… I hoped the girl in front of her, currently looking like a scared rabbit paid dearly for what she had interrupted.
“Well?” pressed Erika, leaning forward with crossed arm and a raised eyebrow.
The girl still didn’t answer right away, she seemed terrified. Despite saying that she needed her tennis clothes so badly the black mini skirt and the red polo shirt she was wearing looked just fine if she needed sports clothing. She had tripped when Erika threw her into the cabin and was now sitting on the floor, knees held together and bent, her upper body raised and supported by her arms.
“I’m really sorry!” she apologized again, looking down. “I didn’t mean to intrude! I didn’t know you were…” she stopped.
“You didn’t know we were what?” feigned ignorance Erika, a smile back on her face. She loved this kind of teasing.
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>>2188917 “You were… busy,” and even though she didn’t explicitly say the action that she interrupted, she still blushed in a pretty cute way, probably just from thinking about it.
“My friend there likes you,” Erika stated, surprising me that she noticed. “Why don’t you give her a show? Don’t you think it’s unfair you’ve seen us in our most private moments and you’re still fully dressed?”
“Y-you want me to…?” the girl ventured to clarify.
“Yes, strip. Fully. Let me see your ass.”
“I’m really sorry! I will leave and won’t come back, I’ll stop bothering your friend over there with the cat ears and…!”
Shit!
“Shut. Up. Dress. Down,” Erika enunciated in such a way that left no room for discussion. It was either undressing or fighting, and the girl had to choose fast.
It was a no-brainer. The girl stood up, nervous. Her pretty brown eyes got a little blurry and that small mouth of her twitched into a frown, but she had made her choice.
She untied and removed her white sneakers and socks with a sluggishness that prompted Erika to hurry her up. Underneath her polo shirt she was wearing a plain sports bra; under that there were round cute titties a bit smaller than my own crowned by small brown nips.
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>>2188918 Now, under her skirt I was surprised to see she wore lacey, intricate blue lingerie. There was no way she didn’t wear those to show off at the tennis court. As expected of a sporty girl I guessed her to be her butt was toned nicely, but it wasn’t still muscular. The drapes didn’t match the carpet, as she had a patch of black, curly hair covering her little vag.
“I… I undressed!” announced the girl, standing straight without covering herself, but her neck close to her shoulders and face that seemed about to cry.
Where was Erika going with this?
a) She throws her back out and locks the door.
b) Erika thinks it’s best if Aria’s first experience is with another inexperienced girl. She’ll offer sage advice, of course.
c) Erika cuckolds Aria, who at least is free to touch herself.
d) A plain old threesome was Erika’s plan all along.
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>>2188920 C. Erika is a tease and wants Aria to beg for it.
D is a nice runner up.
Also choice A is a waste, throwing a no name girl away from the observable action in this story.
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>>2188920 When did this turn into full /u/? If this story started on /u/, this would make sense, but ffs, what happened to the ENF? I'm voting A because it's the only one of four /u/ options that at least has implied ENF, even if we don't get to see it. I appreciate you writing this and all (you're actually quite a good writer), but if all the options are basically the same fetish, just write the damn thing and don't ask us to validate it.
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>>2188938 Huh? It's always like this?
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>>2188920 A, same reasons as
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>>2188920 A. Could embarrass her further by sending her out in makeshift bondage or marked with sharpie or something.
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>>2188938 Anons massively voted fot /u/ option in
>>2188861 , which is why this current situation /u/. The story goes where voters want it to go, it's not being railroaded.
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>>2188955 She's already standing outside of the cabin
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>>2188920 A
>>2188938 this story is more interesting with a variety of situations instead of all ENF all the time, and I'm enjoying what we've been seeing. Camp of Dares
>>2188938 I can't stress this enough: I may be writing it but this is your story. It will go wherever people want it to go save some instances of /d/ or plain /y/ stuff; not because I find it "icky", I would just be unable to describe a vore/scat/gay thematic in a satisfactory fashion because I would fail to write it decently since I don't find those the least arousing myself. Other than that, my moral constraints are basically nonexistent so long as a story can make some glimpse of sense. I love improvisation and appreciate the challenge of writing a catgirl.
That is not to say that your concern won't be taken into consideration. You did well to call me out, this time I forgot to include a clear out as most other occasions; I will fix that. I can't do much to go against the will of the voters, however. If they want lesbians to continue, I am but a humble servant.
>>2188920 “Nicely done!” sarcastically congratulated Erika.
She opened the door to the cabin; making us both the girl and me flinch and then grabbed the poor brunette’s arm and threw her out with an astounding lack of consideration while she eeked. Erika closed the door again and this time she locked it.
“N-no! No! Let me in! Give me back my stuff! Give it back, my phone is in there!” the girl loudly fretted as she pounded the lodge with her wrists.
She gave up after a few seconds, and she scurried to the back of the building probably after seeing someone coming. I couldn’t hear well beyond the walls, so I wouldn’t know.
“So you can even move them?” asked me Erika, slamming her nice behind against my bed, landing just by my side.
Before I could answer, she grabbed my chin. I thought Erika might be going for a kiss, but she used her thumb to raise my upper lips and reveal my teeth.
“You did not have these before, either. Your eyes are also all fucked up. Aria, what the fuck is going on with you?” she asked perplexed.
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>>2188989 She had me. There was no hiding my nature from Erika anymore. I tried to picture a way in which I could explain this without sounding crazy or betraying Medea to no avail.
“I messed up,” I finally admitted, not expecting that the realization of what was happening to me would bring me to tears after I had been so happy just a minute ago. “I did something really stupid and now I’m a freak!” I wailed.
I wanted to explain further, but couldn’t. It wasn’t just duty or my promise to Medea, I had a sob trapped on my throat and it made it physically impossible to speak.
“Whoa, there! No one is calling you that!” Erika consoled me as she covered my eyes with her shoulder, “Shhhh!” she soothed me rocking back and forth, kissing the top of my head, tickling my ears with her cheeks.
“I just… What am I… What even…?” I stuttered, formulating several pessimistic scenarios in my head all at once, trying to imagine what was my life going to be now.
“Shh! No more talking now,” Erika commanded.
She quickly unmade my bed, lifted me a little and held me even closer, covering our nudity with a comforting sheet and resting both our heads against the wall, my pillow between them.
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>>2188990 “Now you’re going to stay here with me, and you’re going to feel better,” Erika declared. “And if Lisa or Carmen or anyone comes and see us, they can go fuck themselves because this isn’t about them. Then you’re going to tell me what happened and I’m going to help you.”
I sniffed.
Erika.
a) The brunette keeps crying outside the window. We decided to let her back in to explain herself.
b) I can’t take it anymore, I want to get lost in Erika, think about nothing else (/u/ resumes).
c) I let Erika take care of everything (skip to night).
d) Carmen and Medea make it back and we get to eat. I talk to Medea about how can we let Erika in on my condition (no /e/ content, most likely).
e) The tennis girls come to avenge their fallen comrade. They have to be dealt with.
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>>2188991 A. Bringing the girl back is a nice way to bring the ENF back onscreen, and I expect Erika won't let things go easily for her.
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>>2188991 B, I think getting rid of that sexual tension between Aria and Erika is necessary.
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>>2188991 A. It will be fun toying with this naked girl.
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>>2188991 C
I'm starting to miss the dares. Lisa would look nice in a pic-related situation.
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B, but let A happen first (maybe tie her up, gag her, and make her watch?)
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>>2188993 * change vote to B then A
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>>2188993 * change vote to B then A but make B uninterrupted, or
>>2189003 could also be a good idea although that seems to defeat the purpose a little bit
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>>2188989 People have been voting for it because you *have* been pushing it, so those who don't want it have stopped following. Every time Aria interacts with Carmen, out comes her thirsty, which was definitely chosen by one or two guys samefagging as fast as they could, plus maybe one or two who just wanted her to be embarrassed in front of girls. Every time Aria interacts with Erika in any way, her thirst takes over. I used to like Erika, but now I avoid her because she inevitably degrades into basically a boring sex scene. Almost everyone who was following who doesn't like yuri is long gone. It's probably just some twisted sunk cost fallacy that's keeping me here. If you want to fix this situation, either post this thread to /u/ next time it expires (or just write the damn thing for literotica or something), or post to the ENF thread every once in a while alerting people to this story's existence, then stop steering it so much.
I'll vote for C to try to salvage this, although with the other voters who are left I don't know why I bother....
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>>2189033 thirsty lesbianism*
Anonymous
>>2189033 It must be nice to be able to read people's mind over the internet.
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>>2189035 It doesn't take a mind reader to know that people who follow the ENF thread are looking for ENF.
Anonymous
>>2189033 Even from the get go people in the ENF thread voted for the yuri, when they voted to make her lesbian. Besides it isn't even in an ENF deticated thread anymore partly because it gave more freedom, if ENF is all you want go back to the ENF deticated thread. But since much of this falls well into just regular old /e/ and people are posting /e/ pics it is fine with being on /e/.
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>>2189039 I'm pretty sure the yuri fans in the ENF thread were just one or two people samefagging. Either way, I'm not saying that this thread breaks the rules of /e/. It's just that the way this has been going, the audience for this story is on /u/. So it should either move to /u/, or try to recover its original audience of those that like ENF. As it is, the story has been bleeding readers. The last thread had 50 unique posters. Due to the nature of the thread (the same people get to vote again after each section), most people who will post in this new thread have already done so at least once, but now we're at only 20 unique posters. And that's just people who post. There have probably been dozens of lurkers who have lost interest, too.
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>>2189033 >>2189048 >people don't seem to agree with me >it must be because all of my many supporters have been cowed into silence, and the very few people who don't share my opinions are artificially inflating their numbers as part of a grand conspiracy to turn the tide of a fucking text CYOA on an ephemeral porn board You are the worst kind of person
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>>2188991 B
>>2189033 take a chill pill. We just finished a large ENF scene in the dinning hall, a little variety won't kill you.
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>>2189052 "Large ENF scene" has come to mean literally 2 sections of ENF wherein Aria ogles Carmen the whole time, and Carmen becomes Arias sub then back to explicit yuri. There's no variety.
>>2189049 >cowed into silence bored into apathy
Good luck with your thinly-veiled lesbian fiction everyone. Any by "everyone" I mean the few and ever-dwindling number of you who remain.
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The old thread is four times as large as this one and was directly linked to from ENF General, so I don't see the lower number of unique posters so far as the story getting worse. People show up, vote once or twice, and then leave over the course of the thread and we still have a lot of that ahead of us.
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>>2188991 A to B, then C. Also ignore the righteous fag above. Dunno why some people simply can't walk away from something they no longer like.
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>>2188992 I'm also in favour of some combination of A and B, but not C. I want to accompany Carmen to supper after this still, see how much she's changed.
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IRL acting up, story will take a little break.
>>2189054 Use a name. Point me a scene in the story in which you felt you liked the ENF. I'll try to accommodate you as soon as it's plausible.
My personal favorites were the tennis match and Medea against Dan. Relying on luck/risk is so much fun. Not knowing if the girl is going to strip or not and working harder for it as she periodically removes clothing is the shit, the times you fail only makes success all the better.
You have a valid point. My first person limited narrative was heavy handed on lesbianism ever from the first parts of the story, I may be projecting male-level desire too heavily on Aria. All I can do is go on.
>>2188991 I gave a little peck to Erika’s cheek and nuzzled to her, happily purring. I felt safe, nothing bad could happen as long as she held me. I could’ve fallen asleep like that if not for the girl in the window near Erika’s bed who kept asking for her stuff back.
I would be fine if that was the only interruption. I knew Medea and Carmen would be back soon. I cared very little what they could think about seeing us embraced beneath the sheets with our clothes scattered around, but I knew there was a few things I could not do when they were here that I had to take care of before I regretted not taking the chance.
“Aria, what is your hand doing there?” Erika giggled.
“I wanted to touch it,” I said, feeling the warm coming from Erika’s most intimate place in my hand. “I never had touched it before.”
“But you kissed it,” she retorted.
“I want to do it again,” I asked like a spoiled child.
“Is that so?”
One could just not get the upper hand on Erika. She used a hand to pinch my pussy together, then released it and spread it. I cried in a mixture of quick pain and pleasure, letting go of her. She used this moment to disrobe us both, throwing the sheet aside.
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>>2189097 Erika stood up, walked to her bed, and opened the curtains and the window, only grunting a bit once the sunlight made it into her face. Sticking to the wall was the face of the small brunette, her eyes were unbelievably reddened and she had given herself hiccups. The naked, short girl quickly reacted at seeing Erika.
“Give it back!” she wept. Erika ignored her and signaled me to come with a finger.
Following her instructions, I made it to her, but I couldn’t help but cover my breasts. The other girl might have hers shamelessly spread across the glass of the window along with her face, but I still didn’t feel very comfortable about my lack of clothing.
“Alright, here’s your chance. Kiss it, lick it, whatever,” Erika allowed. “All yours for the taking.”
“Y-you don’t mean… but…!” I tried to protest, but kept it to myself. This was part of Erika’s play. It was her way or the highway.
I knelt down right in front of Erika’s pudenda, the brunette at the other side of the window just feet away looking closely. I closed my eyes, thinking it would make it easier. I put my tongue out and I licked.
It was salty, but also a bit sweet. It was acid, but I liked the malleable texture. I licked again. Lick, lick, lick. I carried on.
“See how it loosens?” signaled Erika. “It means you’re doing a good job. Stick your tongue inside,” she said between pants.
I obeyed; I wanted her to feel good. So what if all our encounters had been in front of people? All that mattered was that we were together.
I gave deeper and deeper licks, sticking my tongue almost all the way inside Erika. She squirmed a little each time, and I loved it. “Keep going!” she urged.
As promised, Erika let me do with her little thing as I pleased. I liked its taste, I loved its fragrance, it made me so happy when I could see her get wet; I was actually pleasing Erika for once. Her knees started to shake, but she wouldn’t sit down.
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>>2189099 I got my hands involved, exploring her cave at my leisure; seeing deep into its inside for the first time; touching every part, sniffing and licking to see what reaction it had. I squeezed my legs together, but still didn’t employ my hands on myself; they were for Erika.
I spread her, I got every finger inside at least once, my tongue made contact with every part it could reach until I got a strong reaction on the upper part of Erika’s now open vagina. It was her little button; she had played with mine so many times with a cruel thumb, now it was time to see how it fared against my mouth.
I kissed it relentlessly as her moans got deeper and deeper. I remembered the three pronged attacks Erika liked to execute on me. While my tongue massaged the most sensitive spot I had managed to find, my hands still played below. I didn’t have the grace or dexterity Erika had, but a simple in and out seemed to do the trick just fine, as they got progressively soaked in her juices.
Erika exhaled an intense exclamation of pleasure, and her body started to quiver. I didn’t know if I was supposed to go on or stop, so I fell back, a little afraid. I couldn’t keep my hands still, I had endured for so long that I turned them into myself. Not two seconds had transpired of my self-manipulation while I too, feel a powerful wave rob me of will and agency.
a) Carmen and Medea surprised them in the last moment.
b) It is time to deal with the little brunette outside, who must be traumatized by now.
c) Erika and Aria keep going.
d) Aria is exhausted after this and can’t be bothered (skip to night).
e) Carmen and Medea knock on the door. Aria accompanies Carmen to the pool.
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>>2189100 B. I'd like to handle the brunette and Carmen plot threads one at a time since they'd kinda get in each other's way.
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Kogekisaru
>>2189100 A, it keeps the tension and Aria's frustration nice and high if they get interupted without finishing again, and it really can't get more embarrassing then that.
Anonymous
>>2189100 B. Bring in the brunette
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>>2189109 aslo where the heck has Lisa been all day?
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>>2189033 >This fetish is not my fetish >So it must be stay out from this fiction that I read lol
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>>2189111 Secretly watching and recording
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>>2189097 I honestly think you'd be better off moving to /u/ at this point. You aren't going to get your original readership back, because they've already abandoned the story, so if you stay here you'll be left with only those who are steering the story now, who are basically the handful of people who know about it and like yuri. You'll find more readers on /u/ now, since it's new to them. Apparently I'm the only one still following who wouldn't make the move with you, and new readers might appreciate it. I'll miss the early days, but I'll live. Honestly, getting outvoted at every turn has been frustrating, and I could do without that.
Anonymous
>>2189120 I honestly think you'd be better off keeping your self-absorbed opinions to yourself
Anonymous
>>2189120 You gonna fuck off or what? No one cares.
Kogekisaru
>>2189120 since you seem to hate this thread so much I made a guide so you don't have to see it when you scroll the rest of /e/
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>>2189100 B
Let's give her something extremely embarrassing to wear (like something that includes the butt plug and vibrator) and send her to the tennis court to show off to her friends under promise to get her stuff back.
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>>2189100 E
By the way, isn´t A a little redundant? I mean, for E to happen, A also happens.
Sucks at referencing posts
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>>2189122 >>2189124 >>2189125 I apologize for trying to dilute your votes. I can understand if you'd rather not share the story with anyone who might have a different opinion. It was wrong of me to suggest that you let /u/ know about this yuri story. In fact, I think you and OP can should just go off to some undisclosed location and he can just write what you tell him to all day with no outside interference. That sounds like it would suit you.
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>>2189233 How 'polite' you get when you realize you aren't wanted here. It's almost as if after ranting at us and telling us to conform to your desires or get out of your sight you want to pretend you're the calm and reasonable one.
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>>2189233 I don't have a problem with you voting, heck I think it makes it more interesting when I don't know the way the vote is going to go. What I have a problem with is
>>"the vote didn't go my way REEEEEE" We have all been on the losing side of votes, hell it looks like I'm going to lose the current vote. So man the fuck up and stop bitching.
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>>2189233 >I apologize for trying to dilute your votes. Nobody cares if you vote or not. We care about your constant bitching and whining over the vote not going your way
If you don't like the story anymore and don't want to keep voting, then shut up and leave. Don't just moan about it and act like a little bitch.
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>>2189233 >Implying all the people who don't agree with you is a single person Anonymous
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I’ve followed this story from the start. It is a great read even if I don’t agree on some of the outcomes. CYOA on a group scale will involve adventures that are beyond the intended audience. Give the author a break and give credit to the flexible writing style he has. Embrace the creativIty for a change.
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Speaking of which where's OP?
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>>2189836 >IRL acting up, story will take a little break. I hope he gets back today but there's no telling.
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Hope everything is alright irl mate. Good luck in whatever is going on. We still lurk, awaiting your return
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He's not coming back.
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You are not forgotten!
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>>2188380 OP, I am intrested, but starting a story in the middle sucks, is there a place I can read from the start?
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>>2191383 There's a pastebin covering everything up to this thread here: j33PCQMC
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>>2189120 fuck you, I've been here since the beggining and I'm very happy with how the story is turning out
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At this point, someanon should probably post their own cyoa story here. Bullied Girl
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HOLY SHIT, I'm back.
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>>2192470 Wow, no wonder it took you so long. Really glad to see you back! And whatever you had planned, you already came up with it once so I'm confident you can come up with it again or figure out something equally as good.
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>>2192470 >Lost my computer and all my notes, so I'm just gonna wing it. Been right there with you, friend. My deepest condolences, hope shit starts looking up for you. Eager for whatever you'll write.
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>>2192470 Glad to have you back.
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>>2192470 Good, you came back. I guess I'll... take my story ideas and... go cry in that corner over there.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2192507 To be honest, the only reason I didn't start participating in your cyoa is because I hadn't given up hope in Camp of Dares and didn't feel like two cyoas could run on the same thread without major problems. I'm not against playing two cyoas at once, though, so if you worked something out I'd be happy to play.
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Phew. Okay, I'm officially back. Sorry for the long wait.
Gonna have to redo the notes at some point, so if the posts take an hour or so longer than usual you know the reason.
>>2192507 >>2192508 Why? Place is big enough for both of us. A single post can vote on both. Back on the ENF thread with the Pokemon story, there were 3 stories going on at some point and they co-existed in harmony.
>>2189100 I sat there, bare buttocks on the floor, knees bent inwards. For a minute, nothing other than our pants could be heard. I loved the combined fragrance of Erika’s sweat, juices and heavy exhalations mixing up with my own. They went so well together.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Erika playfully asked the wide eyed, short girl as she opened the window.
Reality kicked back in. It had happened again; I had lost myself in the heat of the moment. It was not only difficult to accept that once again I had forgotten decorum and fallen prey to indecent desires forcing me to break the barriers that I had put there for a reason; I had orally pleased a friend in front of a stranger! The other part was coming to terms to what had actually happened. This had not been a dare, this had nothing to do with anyone else; Erika and I had just… consummated… something, hadn’t we?
We probably would need to discuss this later, but then all I could do was cover my ears with my hands, feeling my whole body burn with shame and looking away from the terrifying outside of the cabin; not that it helped anything. I could still hear just fine.
“S-so… can I have my stuff back?” the pleading voice of the girl sniveled in the highest intonation she had used yet.
“Sure thing, they’re just there by the door,” invited Erika. “I hope you have learned a lesson about not interrupting people.”
“Of course! But can you… can either of you… get me my clothes?” the other girl implored. “I’ll get out of here and I swear not a word of this will come out of my mouth!”
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>>2192513 “Pfft. Like I give a shit if you babble to your friends,” said Erika, obviously not taking in consideration how I felt. “Now, are you taking your shit or are you going away? Sun’s getting on my eyes and I’m closing this window. Pick a fucking side, if you please.”
“W-what are you going to do to me?” she sounded genuinely terrified.
“Alright, fuck it. Outside it is.”
“Wait! Wait!”
The girl hesitated but a second; she eagerly climbed the wooden frame and lightly dropped inside. Without a moment to lose, Erika slammed the window shut and covered it with the drapes. If it was up to me I would have handed the girl her clothes and let her go her merry way; she had just witnessed me in about as compromising a position as I had ever been and didn’t feel like having her exist near me.
She hurried to her clothes, and started dressing up. I always did my best to give my back to her and tuck my jaw to my chest; it was all I could do to avoid contact short of getting under Erika’s bed, which I strongly considered.
“Leave those alone for now,” requested Erika and the rustling of clothing stopped. “We’re all girls here, anyway. Aria, stop hiding, damn it. You’re such a scaredy c-… you’re behaving like a child.”
“R-right,” both the girl and I answered back obediently.
“You know me, right?” Erika turned to the girl. “I saw you back at the bonfire. I was with your friend. I’m drawing a blank on your name.”
“I… remember, you were really drunk. And… with Jill. Doing that. I’m Melanie,” she introduced herself.
“Right. Mel. I remember now. This is Aria, by the way. Aria, say hi,” Erika said to me.
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>>2192515 I bashfully greeted, daring to turn my head to see them both while hiding my breast with my back and arms; my butt pressed as hard as I could to the floor as if that helped cover it. Erika was still standing in all her glory with hands on her hips, proud in her nudity. The girl named Melanie was only wearing her polo shirt herself, completely bottomless and using her hands to cover her crotch. Her face denoted fear and embarrassment in equal measure.
“Sheesh, relax,” carried on Erika after my weak ‘hi’. “We’re not going to rape you or something. I’ve already forgiven you for kicking our fucking door. All I want to know is what you’re doing here in the first place.”
“M-my clothes,” Melanie could weakly muster. This must have been very amusing for Erika, but I could tell this girl was having an even harder time than me with what was going on.
“I know you’re here for your clothes, dumbass,” Erika harshly replied. “I want to ask why brought you here before you went out streaking.”
“I wasn’t strea…!
“I fucking know!” Erika interrupted. “Answer the damn question before I kick you out again.”
“But it was because of my clothes!” Melanie protested. “I lent them to your girlfriend at a tennis match, I swear! I’ve been searching her all over; she never gave them back…”
“Oh, the strip tennis thing, with Carmen and shit, yeah; I heard about that. Well, Aria; you’re up,” Erika urged me.
I was still a bit taken aback by being called Erika’s girlfriend. Or was it girl friend? No, it couldn’t have been. In any case, Erika kind of took me by surprise.
“Eh?” I blankly stared at both of them in quick succession. “Ah! The clothes. Of course. Those clothes. Yes, the tennis clothes. You see…”
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>>2192516 They both thought my story about Elmira stealing my clothes and having me walk back in a slingshot bikini was really funny. Erika went to my stuff and rummaged to find the damn thing to her further enjoyment of the reminiscence of my misery. Melanie still wasn’t pleased to hear her clothes weren’t here.
a) Melanie gets mad about Aria losing her clothes and demands they're retrieved. Aria agrees.
b) Melanie gets mad with Aria, but Erika throws her out before she can make her point.
c) Melanie forgives Aria and goes search for Elmira herself.
d) Erika forces both to have a tennis match, winner keeps the clothes.
e) Erika further teases Melanie and Aria, making unreasonable demands and not letting them have their conversation.
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>>2192518 Hmm, a lot of ways we could take this. I want Melanie to stay a relevant side-character, and someone having a justified beef with Aria sounds good now that Carmen's warming up to us.
I'll vote B so we get to continue Carmen's towel dare but Melanie is still upset and primed to show up again.
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>>2192518 E
Let's be the sub when with Erika, it gives more weight to when we're the dom with Carmen.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2192410 >>2192513 I guess you're right. I tend to be a little over-cautious about these things.
Hard to decide, but E sounds like an interesting story.
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A. Would like a confrontation with Elmira. Possibly with Melanie by Aria's side. Does not have to be now, could be next day or something. Better yet have Melanie as a guest during the dares.
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>>2192518 A. kinda forget some points in the story already so hopefully A would bring back some memories.
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>>2192518 A, lets get them moving.
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>>2192537 Then I pick [C]. Sounds like an interesting premise.
>>2192518 “I’m sorry about what happened to you, how they switched my clothes with the bikini,” started Melanie; impressing me with her nerve to say she was sorry after basically laughing at me, “but I’m still going to need them back! Who’s this Elmira girl, anyway?”
“And do you have Aria’s clothes to give in exchange?” asked Erika in my behalf, addressing something I had wished to bring out had I not been feeling guilty about the loss of the tennis uniform.
“Of course I do! N-not here with me right now,” Melanie clarified. “I washed them and everything. I’d expect the same treatment, if it’s not much to ask.”
How did she wash them, I wondered? I was running low on bras and I had not seen a single washing facility around the whole camp.
“So you came barging in here kicking the damn door and you didn’t even bring her clothes?” accused Erika unpleasantly. “What the fuck?”
“I’m so sorry about that!” Melanie quickly spilled, looking actually sorry while bowing her head. “I just… had been looking this Aria girl for so long and I kind of figured… she didn’t want to give my stuff back.”
Now, that was just a plain stupid and a baseless accusation. Her off-brand shit didn’t stand a chance in hell to be compared with my Levi’s alone. Had I not been naked I would have given her a piece of my mind. I had just had so many more things to worry about than her stupid clothes! Namely my new ears; or how to survive complete humiliation. How could I be expected to go out of my way to return some crappy skirt and a ten dollar shirt? She had my stuff as collateral, didn’t she? Calling me a thief, the bitch.
“She’s been kind of busy, alright?” taunted Erika confidently, just daring Melanie to disagree with her. “She’ll give them back when she can.”
“I’m sure she will,” scoffed Melanie making clear she didn’t mean it.
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>>2192606 That was it! I was about to tell her a few things about her insinuations when I heard footsteps of someone approaching. My clothes were in the other side of the room near my bed, not far from the entrance where Melanie was standing. I panicked since they were too far and the steps sounded really close. I jumped to Erika’s bed and covered myself with the sheets.
“Aria, what’s got-” Erika began to ask as she was interrupted by the sound of the doorknob of the cabin turning, her question answered.
Whoever was trying to open the door desisted quickly and we heard two rapid knocks. They were done by a very tiny hand from relatively low on the door. That had to be Medea.
“The door is locked,” Medea loudly announced. “Aria, are you in there?”
Melanie quickly ran to the wall closer to the bathroom door and pressed herself to it, ducking and covering with her discarded clothes.
“Let’s get our clothes on, first!” Melanie insisted, I agreed with her for once, but she hadn’t finished saying that while trying to untangle her panties when Erika fearlessly walked to the door to open it. Both Melanie and I shrieked.
Medea stepped into the room, unfazed by Erika’s lack of shame but dedicating an inquisitive look at the short brunette trying to hide near Lisa’s bed. Carmen entered next, a hand carefully placed where the knot of her towel was fixed on her front and another one carrying a paper bag; she looked far more surprised than Medea by what was going on in the cabin.
“Why is everyone naked?” Carmen confusedly asked; looking at the clothes of three girls scattered on the floor and drowning Medea’s quiet and polite greetings.
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>>2192607 “Is that the food?” Erika intently questioned looking at Carmen’s paper bag and closing the door.
“I asked first,” asserted Carmen.
“I’m hungrier than you are curious,” insisted Erika. “Don’t make me pull the towel. Ask Aria what happens to naughty girls who don’t listen.”
Carmen dedicated to me a worried look. I shielded myself further with the sheets. Carmen readily handed the paper bag to Erika and proceeded to quietly question Melanie.
“What the fuck is this?” protested Erika. “Bananas? Apples? Sandwiches? And is that… did you bring a fucking can of tuna?”
“Dibs!” I called.
Melanie dressed back up, looking mortified all the way through. Medea fetched me my clothes after I had signaled her; but putting them on their proper place under the sheets proved challenging. Erika sat on the floor still buck naked and started devouring food in a very unladylike fashion. Whatever, that was still sexy on my book.
The situation properly explained to the two newcomers, Melanie made her exit after grimly stressing that she would be back tomorrow morning with friends, and expecting her clothes back. Erika didn’t speak on my behalf this time since she was stuffing her mouth, and I had lost my nerve to speak to her, still not wanting to make eye-contact after what she had seen me do with Erika.
“You lead an exciting life, Aria. Even after having escorted Carmen in her currently bold attire, I can say with confidence that you had a far more interesting afternoon,” stated Medea.
a) Go shower with the whole gang.
b) Go shower leaving someone behind (whom? Can’t be Carmen).
c) Let the girls go to the pool while Aria looks for Elmira.
d) Eat and take a nap (skip to night).
e) Eat and take a short nap while people shower, then go have dinner with Carmen.
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>>2192609 C. From the looks of it dinner with Carmen is going to be still on the table when we get back so I'm okay with following the Elmira plot thread right now.
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>>2192609 C. Aria can take on Elmira alone.
Anonymous
>>2192410 Are you still going to do a story?
C. sounds fun to me.
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>>2192656 This is a creepily accurate depiction of the story right now
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>>2192663 I know. The cat girl is by the window and all. Black, short hair; black fur with white on the inside of the ear; B cups; it's damn near perfect, only missing the blue eyes.
>>2192609 The sweat all over my skin drying under my clothes felt dreadful to say the least, but it was a small price to pay to be finally properly covered. As I finished putting on my second sock, Medea, who was sitting on Erika’s bed next to me places her straw hat on my head and then stares at me disapprovingly with that huge, uncovered, blue eye of hers. Carmen wasn’t minding us at all and Erika was too busy eating. It was the time to talk to Medea, if ever.
“I’m really sorry,” I apologized, but went straight to the point. “Erika knows,” I revealed.
I looked down and hugged my knees. I felt terrible. I had just stupidly put at risk Medea’s life for my own selfish desires.
“You are free to reveal your new nature as you see fit; all I ask you is discretion on the role I played in it. Remember you made an oath; I strongly advice not going against it, Aria,” Medea reprimanded me with a neutral tone of voice.
“I think I can trust her,” I confided.
“Erika gives me the impression of a loyal friend, this little escapade of yours may not prove to be a problem if treated carefully. I understand that your feelings for her make objective judgment difficult,” Medea reasoned.
“My feelings? What do you mean?” I timidly try to deny.
“My personal opinion is that it is lust you are mistaken by something more solemn. I cannot say for certain.”
That was all the privacy we were allowed to get away with. Erika called to me to get something to eat before she finished it all. I hurried as I didn’t care for the turn the conversation was having and everything important had already been said.
“Wait,” Medea grabs my hand just before I stand up. “Here, have these.”
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>>2192687 She handed me shades; they were not terribly fashionable to be honest; my guess was they were not meant for women. They still looked kind of expensive.
“Your eyes are becoming more obviously inhumane by the hour,” Medea explained in a particularly quiet whisper even I can barely pick up. “Use these until we can find a better solution.”
“Where did you get these?” I ventured to ask as I wore them. They fit a little big; there was no way Medea’s head was bigger than mine.
“I procured them at the dining room. I hope you show more consideration for using them that what you have shown for the straw hat; they didn’t come cheaply. I had to allow a young man to grope me and handed him my underpants in exchange for them.”
I was surprised to find out the sacrifice Medea had done for my sake and felt even guiltier for allowing Erika to find me out. I wanted to apologize over and over, but Erika called me again and Medea nodded me, telling me to go. Erika handed me an apple, that wasn’t all that great, and then opened the tuna can for me. I was still left hungry; both my meals today had been just too small.
Erika didn’t comment on my new shades, but it was stupid to think she didn’t notice them. Finished her meal, she stood up, grabbed a towel and announced she was going to shower. It was a damn shame, as I just loved the current mixture of fragrances she was expelling right now. If I had my way I would love to nuzzle my head all over her body so I could have it on me as well.
Medea asked Erika to allow both Carmen and her to join in. It sounded like fun to go with them, but I had to be more careful about my current situation. I couldn’t keep failing Medea. It was just the afternoon; pool was sure to be packed. Erika insisted I joined them, so I had to come up with the excuse that I had to go and look for the tennis clothes that had been lent to me.
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>>2192688 “And aren’t you more likely to find out this Elmira chick at the pool, where you first met her?” Erika reasoned.
She had a point.
a) Agree to accompany them, just don’t bring my towel. I can’t be seen without my hat and shades anymore, but I could search the pool.
b) Agree to accompany them, and ask Medea and Erika for help to both shower and search Elmira. I bet both of them can hide me just fine.
c) Try asking for Elmira in the dining room. There are always people around and I’m hungry anyway.
d) Go to the tennis court. If she took a tennis uniform, maybe Elmira has been going there to play.
e) Stay in the cabins and ask or search around. Elmira sleeps here, too.
f) The whole searching for the clothes was an excuse. Just take a nap (skip to night).
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>>2192689 Pool scene > tennis scene because we haven't had a significant pool scene yet (that I recall), food court scene belongs later with Carmen and pool > cabins in general. Between A and B, hmm, let's focus on the mission and go with A, since there are bound to be interesting things ahead when we meet Elmira.
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>>2192689 E. Seems like best option to find Elmira.
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>>2192689 A, glad you're back! Really made my night checking up and see the story going strong.
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>>2189233 >getting this mad over online erotic fiction on 4chan 琹
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>>2192689 b, Aria need to get used to bathing with her new body. And A is not a good option given noe one would wear a hat in a pool
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>>2192689 B
>>2192626 I really don't want to contend with Camp of Dares' insane update speed. I'll keep my ideas for when the thread slows down again.
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>>2192689 A
>>2192663 Oh yeah, I actually had to crop that pic to make it /e/ safe, the artist goes by Paintrfiend if you are looking to find more by them, this picture is theirs too.
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>>2192785 The hair looks more brown that black; but it's a damned good approximation. Once Aria grows her tail, even more so.
>>2192709 Thanks. I have no intention of leaving until someone stops me.
>>2192770 Then how about posting your stuff in the ENF thread and periodically giving links to it with your votes? Would link both threads together and their shit is dreadfully slow, no worries there.
In my eyes this is a CYOA thread, not a Camp of Dares thread. Monopolies are bad for the economy.
>>2192689 In the end it was hard to deny anything to Erika that she wanted done. I agreed to accompany them, just didn’t take my towel or bathing utensils with me; my intention was still to not undress in front of others anymore; showering on my own later sounded much more appealing anyway.
“She knows, right?” Erika had purposely let Carmen and Medea take the lead, so we were basically alone again as we made our way to the pool.
“Yes, she does,” I honestly answered without playing dumb. Medea had given me the shades in front of Erika, and the hat was also hers. It would be an insult to Erika’s intelligence to deny it.
“So, are you going to tell me what’s going on now? Did you get bitten by something? Should the rest of us get worried? This is some really crazy stuff, I’m kinda freaking out.”
Of course she was freaking out. I was a freak, after all.
“Whoa! Hey, take it easy,” she exclaimed and placed her hand over my hat, then drew me closer. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just had never seen something like that ever happening. If I thought you were… you know… a freak or anything, then I wouldn’t be fucking you, right?”
“R-right.”
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>>2192808 I didn’t know how Erika read me so easily with so much of my face covered. I felt like some sort of astronaut. I was really happy she did; not only gave me a better opinion of her and myself – I was fuckable even with my freak ears! –, it also gave an end to the conversation when she told me it was fine if I didn’t want to talk about it yet. I had to think about what I was going to tell Erika about the whole potion ordeal; if I was to tell her a lie it had to be a good lie, because the girl saw right through me with apparent ease.
We caught up to Medea and Carmen afterwards. Carmen seemed to be perfectly at peace with her towel; hard not to be since Erika was also wearing just that; and I’m lead to believe it’s perfectly normal to walk to the showers like that. If I needed any further evidence of the worrying lack of prudishness in this place, I needed just to take a look around the poolside.
The time-honored tradition to exhibit oneself was well and alive. The tall, tanned brunette who always just had to be the center of attention was hanging around with a towel that made look what I had Carmen use at the Cafeteria classy. The small, pink piece of cloth barely covered her huge boobs and hardly made it all the way down to her crotch, it was also showing a scandalous amount of skin to her side, all the way to her hips. I refused to believe that no one had seen her flash her coochie at some point if she had been walking like that.
Three other girls were sunbathing their backs, their tops undone; one had half her buttcrack showing because I guess pulling her bikini all the way up was too much work. Another one was wearing a T-back so she might as well be nude. Two girls were actually swimming. One of them was the girl who had accompanied Elmira, I recognized her at once; the blue-eyed tomboy with crazy short hair. Got her!
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>>2192809 “Are you sure you’re not coming?” asked me Erika one last time heading to the dressing room. Carmen and Medea had already gone inside.
“No, it’s okay. I didn’t bring my towel or anything,” just this stupid slingshot bikini that is so small if fits inside my fist when all tangled up.
“Suit yourself,” Erika shrugged. “If you need anything we’ll be inside. I’m going to take my time if you change your mind. Medea brought a lock so your clothes won’t get stolen.”
I thanked her, and thought about how to approach Elmira’s friend. The short-haired girl was wearing a blue one piece swimsuit; I couldn’t see it very well as it was underwater. She didn’t seem to recognize me, maybe because of the shades and the hat. The girl just went about her business swimming from side to side and talking to two boys. Yelling to call her attention would be really awkward, but going in the pool did just not sound like a good idea. I had never thought about it, but the water seemed more menacing than ever. I had no intention to get in the pool whatsoever.
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>>2192810 a) Aria yells to Elmira’s friend.
b) Aria asks one of the girls in swimsuits to call Elmira’s friend’s attention.
c) Lifeguard approaches Aria and tells her she can’t be by the poolside without a swimsuit on.
d) Some prankster pushes Aria into the pool (don’t worry, she’s now a hell of a swimmer, just hates water).
e) Aria climbs somewhere high and watches Elmira’s friend, waiting her to leave.
This is only for C:
1) Aria decides to wear her underwear, as it covers more than the bikini.
2) Aria is forced to put the slingshot bikini on.
3) Aria says the lifeguard she was just here to shower, and just goes and does that.
4) Literally same option as E with a few extra paragraphs.
5) Aria leaves and goes back to the cabin (skip to night).
This is only for B (Yes, it matters):
I. Ask the girl with the T-back.
II. Ask the girl with the pink towel.
III. Ask the girl with her bikini bottom halfway down.
//You can vote for the B or C sub-options even if you didn't vote for either of them. Sorry there's so many; it's a pool in an /e/ story, of course there's a lot of scenarios.
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>>2192811 Aria being embarrassed is always a good time and I'm also curious at what one of the 'Yes, it matters' options will lead to, so I'll vote for C 1 or 2 combined with any B option.
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>>2192811 E
The idea of taking the higher ground feels right, somehow.
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>>2192811 c1 or 2, enjoy some last moments of walking around in microbikini or underwear before getting the tail
E or 4 aren't bad but that's too inhumane
And then III
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>>2192811 C,2 Slingshot bikini is hottest!
B,l Aria needs to show that Slingshot bikini is superior to a T-back bikini.
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>>2192812 Added F for you.
>>2192811 As awkward as it might have been, I still had to call to Elmira’s friend. She was my best bet to recover my clothes and shut that Melanie girl up about her crappy dollar store stuff.
*WHEEEEEEEEEEEEET*
I yelled and jumped four feet straight in the air as I heard a loud noise just behind me. The instant I landed I tried my best to run into a random direction as fast as I could, but a strong grip held my arm after I had already made my mind to climb to the roof of the dressing room and hide there.
“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, kid?”
I turned around. A scary lady held my forearm so tightly it hurt. She was at least in her mid-twenties; and her shoulders were not the size I’d expect a woman to have. The offending whistle that had scared the crap out of me was hanging from her neck.
“This place has hardly any rules!” she went on. “I’ll be damned if another incident happens on my watch!”
I finally recognized her as the lifeguard. She was even taller than Erika, and would be pretty if not for her square jaw. She had brown, penetrating eyes and very thick eyebrows, currently frowning at me. She was wearing a two piece outfit; a rather skimpy top that did little to hide her well-sized chest and very tight bike shorts. She also had a white visor covering her forehead and dark hair fixed in a bun.
“Rules are simple!” she yelled at me. “Don’t try to drown people! No weapons allowed! No animals at the pool or showers! Don’t run too fast near the poolside! Nudity is discouraged…! Mostly,” she added under her breath, “AND WEAR A SWIMSUIT OR GET OUT OF THE POOL!”
“I’m not in the p-” I tried to protest.
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>>2192876 She blew her whistle. Again. I jumped. Again.
“Are you wearing a swimsuit or not?” she asked in an unnecessarily loud tone.
“I’m just looking for a friend!” I tried to explain. “I didn’t even bring a swimsuit!” I brought a few strings, though.
“Then go get your swimsuit and come back,” she ordered, dragging me farther from the poolside with ease.
“I just need to talk to that girl over there!” I pointed at Elmira’s friend, who was getting farther and farther with every step the lady gave. “I’ll ask her a question and I’ll get out! Please!”
The lifeguard finally stopped walking. She turned at me, gave me a good up and down calibration with her huge, dark eyebrows. Her factions softened.
“Alright. I’ll cut you a break, be quick,” she allowed.
“Thanks! It will not even take a minute!” I cheerfully added.
“Sure, sure. I’ll watch your clothes,” she let go off me.
Wait.
“Err… what?” I said, believing that I had heard her wrong.
“I said I would watch over your clothes, are you deaf?” she bellowed. “You can’t go to the poolside like that. You’re wearing underwear, right? That’ll be good enough. Be quick.”
“B-but…! In my underwear?”
“Without your pants, your shirt and mostly no shoes! I don’t care otherwise!” she barked at me. “Now are you just gonna waste my time here? Undress or get out! NOW!”
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>>2192877 “Yes, Ma’am!”
Her last bellow prompted me to action. I quickly reached for my white t-shirt, but before I could move my hands upward to remove it, the absurdity of the situation became readily apparent. Why would I strip just to talk to a girl? Wasn’t asking to be in underwear a bit too much?
A girl walked past the lifeguard and me, heading to the poolside. She removed the towel that was covering her body; underneath she was wearing a micro-bikini that barely covered the essentials of her white skin. I removed my shirt with care not to knock either my hat or my shades off. What did I have to be afraid of? My white bra with black frilly borders covered far more than any of these girls were wearing. In anything, I would be the girl who called the least attention, right?
“You’re slow!” the lifeguard goaded me to speed. “Strip already!”
I was to ask a quick question and get immediately out, I told to myself, then undid the zipper of my skinny jeans and carefully pulled them down so I don’t catch my purple underpants with it. I had been wearing the same lycra briefs for two days now! Yuck! The lifeguard insisted me to hurry again and I quickly removed my sneakers and socks; the tall woman immediately reached for my stuff and grabbed it without even asking.
“Finally!” she complained one last time. “You have strong legs, but a shit brain, kid!”
Without saying anything else, she rudely walked pasted me and walked to her high chair, she started to climb with my clothes on her shoulders.
She had left me with my underwear out in the open, with a bunch of people playing around. Why did I agree to this, again?
a) Aria calls to Elmira’s friend.
b) Aria gets in the pool after much consideration and swims to Elmira’s friend.
c) A prankster pushes Aria into the pool.
d) A prankster steals Aria’s bra.
e) A prankster pants Aria.
f) Aria asks one of the girls by the pool to call Elmira’s friend for her (I, II or III as last time).
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>>2192878 B + D or B + E, I like the idea of Aria going into the pool to conceal herself in spite of her aversion to water (It also helps reduce the total amount of clothing Aria has and I'm curious what happens in the long term when they finally start running out of things to wear at all).
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>>2192878 B + D + E
Perhapse it is even some kind of corrodinated attack, vengence from the boys who tried to steal Camren's towel this morning.
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>>2192880 >>2192898 I was hesitant to vote for both at once, but yeah, there are enough ways to spin it that I'm sure it can work out, and it leaves Aria in a much worse state. Consider my vote B + D + E too, then.
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Welp. I fucked up. Step one through rebuilding the notes is going through the whole story again. (Many, many thanks to
>>2191478 )
I just messed up the definition of Leslie (Elmira's friend) quite badly by giving her ELMIRA'S description. The corrected description will be posted with the next part of the story. This is a call to attention to not half ass this shit and trust my flea brain can keep straight a tenth of a million words worth of stuff written over several weeks.
Even though the story has shortly resumed, it will be taking another break until I read the whole thing and at the very least have all the characters sorted out so this shit doesn't happen again. Expect the next part either tonight or early morning tomorrow (CTD).
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>>2192968 Something like this was bound to happen, so at least it's a minor thing that can be corrected without altering the plot. Take your time, it's clear that you care about getting this right and I can't hold that against you.
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>>2192878 C. Would like Aria to be pushed into Elmira's friend and see what happens next. Maybe a strip fight will happen?
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>>2192968 Corrections are done. Just a few words changed to make it easier; apologies to the guy keeping the pastebin.
>>2192809 //Last paragraph hereThree other girls were sunbathing their backs, their tops undone; one had half her buttcrack showing because I guess pulling her bikini all the way up was too much work. Another one was wearing a T-back so she might as well be nude. Two girls were actually swimming. One of them was the girl who had accompanied Elmira, **I recognized her at once; even with her hair tucked under a pink swimming cap.**
>>2192810 //And all this part.“Are you sure you’re not coming?” asked me Erika one last time heading to the dressing room. Carmen and Medea had already gone inside.
“No, it’s okay. I didn’t bring my towel or anything,” just this stupid slingshot bikini that is so small if fits inside my fist when all tangled up.
“Suit yourself,” Erika shrugged. “If you need anything we’ll be inside. I’m going to take my time if you change your mind. Medea brought a lock so your clothes won’t get stolen.”
I thanked her, and thought about how to approach Elmira’s friend. The girl was wearing a blue one piece swimsuit; I couldn’t see it very well as it was underwater. She didn’t seem to recognize me, maybe because of the shades and the hat. **The girl just went about her business swimming from side to side and talking to two boys.** Yelling to call her attention would be really awkward, but going in the pool did just not sound like a good idea. I had never thought about it, but the water seemed more menacing than ever. I had no intention to get in the pool whatsoever.
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Notes are done, this shit shouldn't happen again.
Next part tomorrow.
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>>2193064 It is now technically tomorrow.
PLEASE, read that one so the inconsistency can be resolved. I am about to offer the proper description of Leslie.
>>2192878 I steeled myself and remembered what Erika had told me when I was in a much worse state, wearing the dumb slingshot bikini. I would only call attention to myself if I didn’t act naturally. There were plenty of girls wearing much less. Between my bra and panties and the useless strings that I still held in my hand, I knew which ones I preferred to wear.
Trying to convince myself of the idea wasn’t easy. Yes, they were showing much more than me; but I was the only one in actual underwear! I was about to call to the lifeguard for my clothes back and admit defeat when I saw Elmira’s friend, who until then had been playing around the middle of the pool, swimming closer to the poolside; that was my chance to talk to her.
Remembering that I couldn’t run like always, I slowly and carefully jogged to her, getting closer and closer to the pool. The stench of chlorine was intoxicating in a bad way, and I lost most of my nerve watching the huge body of water that was the pool in front of me. It looked way less appealing up close.
Elmira’s friend finished resting and swam back to the middle.
“Wait!” I gasped, trying to make it to her, but just missed her.
I stood at the border of the basin, waiting for her to stop swimming so she can hear me, decided to finish this once and for all.
My purple briefs suddenly and unexpectedly fell to my knees, then something pushed my higher back and I tripped over my own underwear, screeching as I fell into the pool face first. I quickly turned myself underwater with a desperate maneuver and emerged. In immediate succession I coughed, took a deep breath and a feline wail of terror escaped my throat. My eyes made contact with the poolside and I reached for it, feeling sweet relief as my hands touched solid concrete.
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>>2193089 “How’s it going, gymnast?” a familiar voice asks me.
Seeing the punk who stole Carmen’s towel back at the cafeteria kneeling over me, holding my panties in his hand made me come back to reality. I searched around and swiftly recover Medea’s straw hat to cover my head. Had he seen?
“Give me that back!” I demanded with indignation at the border of tears. I hated that bastard so much right now.
“You know the rules, you’re gonna have to come chase me,” he goaded, shaking my panties from side to side. The movement distracted me for a moment.
“You could have killed me, you moron!” I chastised, feeling miserable.
“Puh-leeease. Like a chick that runs as fast as you do can’t swim.”
The punk was as ugly as I remembered him from last time. He had his blond, stupid spiky hair and now was wearing sunglasses to increase his douchebag appearance. He had a pot-belly; but other than that he had a powerful build. He was wearing shorts and was topless; his arms were thick; even if Erika was here to help me we wouldn’t be able to recover my clothes by force. I was at his mercy.
“Give it back,” I asked again, this time more humbly; I extended a hand towards him.
“Like hell I will,” the douchebag chuckled, standing up. His legs were disgustingly hairy. “Come get them if you want them.”
I kept extending my hand while staring at him. He crossed his arms.
“Those are some sick-ass contacts you’re wearing,” he praised me. “Where did you get them?”
My sunglasses were somewhere in the pool. I didn’t know where. That was a problem for later. The sun was shining brightly so I guessed the boy was staring at two fine, black vertical lines inside my eyes. I didn’t answer his question. Tension between us grew.
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>>2193090 “I’m gonna give you a chance just because you have a nice ass,” he broke the silence and knelt back again, taking off his sunglasses as if this was a movie. “I’ll trade you these panties for your bra, brah.”
“You’re a fucking pig,” I snapped.
“Your bra is white. It must be fully transparent by now. What’s it gonna be? I don’t mind either way. I’m just gonna take a sit right in one of those chairs and wait for you to come out. I get a show whatever happens.”
“What the fuck is your problem?” I retorted, wishing all of sudden I could maul him.
“My problem is that I wanna see your tits, and I’ve already seen your ass. So, what’s it gonna be, gymnast? Panties for bra? Going once… going twice…”
“I hate you!” I hissed breaking my voice, my wet face doing a good work to hide the tears that were staring to form. “Fine, I’ll trade!” I sniffed.
For a second, I thought to see something akin to pity or remorse on his face, but it quickly disappeared.
“Alright, pay up,” he agreed.
It took me a while to maneuver through the wet hooks of the back of my bra while also using my legs to stay afloat and also trying to keep my body underwater to hide myself. The douchebag didn’t hurry me, he just enjoyed watching me struggle. I had no intention of handing over my clothes; but I had already gotten Carmen’s towel off him; I was faster.
“H-here…!” I offered, showing my white bra, removed from my body.
In exchange, he held his brutish hand and held me my underpants back. I hurried to give a powerful double kick on the water to propel me a few inches, flashing my tits for an instant in the process; it was a sacrifice I made to quickly swipe and try to recover my panties.
“Nope.”
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>>2193091 The douche grabbed both my arms, and gripped. I shriek, and let go of both pieces of clothing. He easily retrieves them.
“I was waiting for you to try that,” he confessed. “Do you think I was born yesterday? And now I got to see your tits! Ha, ha!”
Before I have a chance to say anything back, he walked away with both pieces of my underwear. I looked up at the lifeguard. What the fuck was she doing? She was playing something on her phone, of course. Why would anyone do their job in this place?
Why was nobody helping me?
“These are yours, right?”
I turned to a voice behind me. Elmira’s friend was floating effortlessly, holding my sunglasses with one hand.
“Oh, thanks.”
“No problem. I saw them at the bottom of the pool, next to your… swimsuit. Why are you swimming naked?” she asked offering me the tangled slingshot bikini next.
Well, at least we started the conversation.
a) The bikini broke at some point. Aria talks to Elmira’s friend.
b) The bikini is just fine. Aria talks to Elmira’s friend.
c) The bikini is fine. Aria dismisses everything else and tries to recover her underwear.
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>>2193093 A
Let's have some reluctant nudity.
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>>2193093 B. Would have Aria to wear the slingshot bikini to impress Elmira. Elmira might let Aria keep it for later and give back the clothes.
Aria can be naked with the bikini still intact. Elmira can convince Aria to be naked for something, like a better swimwear or clothes (better as in more revealing and embarrassing) and the tennis clothes.
No need to break something to be used or traded. It would also be interesting if the slingshot was traded for something better than a slingshot bikini. But I can't imagine what that is though.
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>>2193093 A. It harms our trading item but we never made any kind of deal with Elmira, she just stole from us and left the bikini behind, so she has no room to complain if something happened to it. And in the meantime it leaves Aria with no cover.
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>>2193093 A, it makes better to escalate the situation
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>>2193093 We hadn’t made eye-contact yet, so I hurried to wear my shades so I could face her.
“I’m not naked because I want to. Didn’t you see that… asshole stripping me?” I fumed at her and regretted it instantly, she had just been nice.
“Oh, you mean Duke,” she clarified for me looking where my finger pointed at, not minding my rude tone. “Yeah, that guy’s always starting trouble. I saw a video of him stealing a towel off a girl. Did you do something to set him off? He usually only messes with the older girls.”
“Well, he took off my clothes and threw me to the pool!” I bickered uselessly, ignoring her remarks about my age since I had much bigger worries. “The lifeguard isn’t even paying attention! This place sucks!”
"Lucky you were carrying your swimsuit, then,” she referred to the offensively skimpy pieces of string she had just given me. “Don’t chase Duke; that will just encourage him to tease you. Cut your losses and avoid him.”
While she spoke I worked to untangle the slingshot bikini. At some point the stupidly thin part that went around the butt broke, so it was now useless. I wanted to scream in frustration, but nudity and loud noises didn’t sound like a good idea.
“This is just not your day, huh?” grimaced Elmira’s friend.
“It never is,” I sighed closing my eyes and taking deep breaths. “That useless lifeguard took my clothes, too. Can you believe it? She’s wearing headphones now!” I pointed out with a deep sense of indignation.
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>>2193187 “We’d be better off if she wasn’t here,” she confirmed. “Every now and then she raises her mean, stupid face from her phone and tires to overcompensate by finding someone to yell to. I guess last time that was you. Bad luck.”
I could tell she was trying to be considerate and even console me, but having her agree with me just made me feel worse about my situation. I wanted to change topics and start solving the problems I was into.
“I kind of was looking for you,” I started. “Not you, specifically. Your friend. Elmira, I think that was her name. She uh… stole my clothes, except they weren’t mine. I’m going to need them back.”
The girl stared at me for a few seconds, and then plain as they I could see her recalling and understanding, “Right. You’re that girl who asked us for shampoo and stuff back then. I hardly recognized you with that hat and the glasses. Yeah, Elmira had you good. What is it with you and people stealing your clothes, anyways?”
“I don’t fucking know!” I cursed. “You tell me,” I huffed and then calmed myself. “Is Elmira around?”
“Sorry, I haven’t seen since morning. I guess I can text her for you after I’m done at the pool. Wait, is that the bikini she left for you? The one that just broke? She’s not going to like that.”
I was done getting worked up, so I decided not to try and explain her the injustice of what she had just insinuated. I was not the one at fault here no matter how much you looked at it. Instead, I tried to be pleasant. I needed to find Elmira and I needed an out of the pool. Everything else was just too much.
“Thanks, I have been searching for your friend all over,” I smiled. “You’d be a life saver if you could contact her for me. And… you’d be even more so if you were to help me out of this. I know this isn’t your problem, but that Duke ass just left me naked here. Can you… call that useless lifeguard? Ask for my clothes back?”
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>>2193188 “Hell to the no,” she effusively declined. “Sure, I’ll text Elmira as soon as I can. You’re on your own about the lifeguard business. She gets real pissed if someone interrupts her while looking at her phone; if she has her eye on you, you might as well be banned from the pool.”
“Can you spare a towel or something, at least, err… Leslie? Please?”
Her name currently came back to me. She hadn’t introduced herself but I remember Elmira calling her that.
“Aria, right? Well, here’s the thing…”
a) Leslie had walked all the way from her room to the pool in a swimsuit. She couldn’t help her.
b) Leslie had a towel, but not a bath towel. It was egregiously small.
c) Leslie felt bad for Aria, and agreed to lend her swimsuit momentarily.
d) Leslie thinks Aria broke the swimsuit out of scorn and distrusts her, leaving her alone to her predicament.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2193189 C. A nice little awkward scene at the lower end of the scale, and at the higher end Leslie gets stuck in a sticky situation too, so it's a win-win.
Anonymous
>>2193189 c. Hope it leads to two naked chicks
other wise i would choose D to get Elmira and Leslie to be extra pissed at Aria.
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>>2193192 Hmm, on reflection I like A too, so I'd like to approval vote A and C.
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>>2193189 A
Stop trying to dodge the inevitable, Aria!
Anonymous
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Kogekisaru
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>>2193189 C, best chance for even more things to go wrong.
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>>2193189 “…I didn’t bring anything else with me so I can’t help you,” Leslie carried on. “I came in just my swimsuit. I don’t have a towel or anything else, sorry.”
“But you were talking to some people just a few minutes ago! Did you come alone? Please! One of your friends has to have something for me to cover with!” I adamantly insisted.
“Oh, no! They’re just some boys. Believe me; it is better if we keep them out of this. Duke might be especially bad, but all boys are like him in the end,” she justified herself.
“Then what am I supposed to do?” I bitterly lamented myself, trying to keep my polite and thankful tone of earlier, but failing spectacularly as I began to feel more and more sorrowful.
“Right back at you, didn’t you come with friends yourself?” Leslie asked, for the first time genuinely concerned. It was an actual question, she didn’t sound like she knew either way.
“Y-yes, I did! But they’re in the changing rooms. I don’t know when they’ll come out, or if they’ll see me here where I am. How would I even call out to them? Leslie, I don’t know what to do…” I coaxed her. I was helpless, if she didn’t help me I would have to streak to get out and the mere thought filled me with self-pity. Who knew how long they would spend showering?
“Shit. Err… look,” Leslie’s voice was doubtful. She looked around, calibrating options. “Damn it… I guess… I mean, I guess I could… shit.”
I was done giving out my input. My situation had been laid bare, very much as myself. It was all up to the girl floating in front of me.
“Your friends, you say they’re just in the changing rooms, right?” she quietly queried, her eyes kept going from side to side, as if she feared we would be listened to.
“Could you go get them for me?” I beamed at her.
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>>2193262 “Oh… Right! I could do that!” she exclaimed, cheering up all of sudden. “For a minute there I thought I would have to… nevermind. So, who do I look for?”
I described my friends. Erika was hard to miss with the dye of her hair; and although I was a bit racist, there was no way she would miss Carmen either. That would probably be enough. My first impression of Leslie had completely changed, she seemed far kinder that I remembered; she exited the pool and went right into the girls’ changing room running. She re-emerged very soon after and knelt next to the pool to talk to me.
“The place is empty. There’s nobody there,” she announced.
“What? That’s not possible!” I gasped. I had not seen them leave, and they could not have been done showering so soon. Still, I doubted Leslie was lying. “Are you sure?” I still asked for a confirmation.
“Positive, not a soul in the changing room,” she shrugged, worried. “I don’t know when, but your friends ditched you.”
Leslie sat on the poolside and slowly got back into the water. She got close to me, making it certain that she still was willing to help and had decided not to leave me alone.
“This can’t be…” I incredulously mumbled to myself. It hadn’t been even fifteen minutes. Could all three of them have already showered and left the area so soon? Did something happen that forced them to leave?
“Are you sure you’re not seeing them around the pool?” asked me Leslie.
“N-no,” I answered back at the same time I let go of the pool wall and did a quick three-sixty degree spin just in case. No Erika, no Carmen, no Medea.
Leslie let out a long and exaggerated sigh, and then turned her head from side to side. “I… got a solution,” she spouted as if it was physically painful.
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>>2193263 “Did you think of something?” I pleaded with gratitude written all over my face.
“Yeah… more or less,” she looked away from me. “So, you’re not the swimmer type; right. I mean, you’re pale as hell, and you don’t look very happy inside the swimming pool. What I’m trying to ask is, is it okay if you don’t get to swim again?”
“It would be just fine by me, I hate water!” I effusively chirped.
“Right… that’s what I thought. So, Aria; I’m going to do you a huge favor.”
Before explaining me the rest of her plan, Leslie quickly removed the left strap of her blue one-piece swimsuit and passed her arm under it; then the left. Even through the water, I still could make out the pear shape of her breasts and her dark-brown nipples when she pulled her clothes down. Leslie submerged for a moment, and with surprisingly flexible leg movements, she got herself naked.
She came out for air, and readily handed me her swimsuit. “Hurry up and wear this!” she urged me.
But as much as I yearned to cover myself, the gesture Leslie was doing for my sake just went over my head.
“Hurry the fuck up!” she snapped. “Put this on, and ask the lifeguard for your stuff back! She’ll get mad, but she’ll give you back your clothes for sure. Next time you come to the pool she’ll be an insufferable bitch, but who cares?”
I internally reprimanded myself for being so slow on the uptake. I grabbed the clothes that had been so kindly offered to me and wore them as fast as I could.
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>>2193265 Without asking for my permission, Leslie grabbed my straw hat and put in on her head. I was powerless to stop her and I was busy sliding her swimsuit up my legs, but she did understand my interrogating expression.
“You had the right idea with these,” she explained. “I’m just gonna go ahead and cover my face just in case anything happens,” she said and grabbed my sunglasses. I held my ears back and low while strapping her clothes on my body without daring to protest.
I still didn’t like it. If it was up to Medea, she would much sooner see me steak than take off my hat, but she wasn’t here to tell me what to do, she had left me. What was more, how could I deny the small privilege of wearing a hat to the girl who had undressed just to help me?
a) Hurry up and jump out to call the lifeguard on her bullshit. Get clothes back.
b) Duke messes everything up, making things worse for everyone but himself.
c) Run to the showers just to make sure. How can it be that they’re empty?
d) Cat selfishness and spite begins to shine, Aria walks back to her cabin and lets Leslie fend for herself.
And what do about the whole cat ears business?
1) Ask Leslie for her swimming cap.
2) Refuse to go out without the hat and glasses.
3) Just be quick about it.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2193268 Ooh, on the one hand, things would be fine if we finish this here relatively safely with A, but B is very tempting.
You know what, I bet we can direct most of the anger to Duke when it happens. B3.
Kogekisaru
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>>2193268 B, 3. Duke isn't the asshole the girl's deserve, but he is the asshole they need.
Anonymous
>>2193268 A. I would like Aria to be friends with Melanie. But to do that Aria needs to build some trust with Leslie if want to get the tennis clothes from Elmira. Which will curry favor with Melanie. Resulting in hopefully more Melanie appearances, beyond the tennis clothes return quest.
3. is there a point about hiding the cat transformation? I am curious about what misunderstandings will occur, when people see the cat ears.
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>>2193268 A 1
Being naked with a swimming cap on is going to be extremely silly.
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>>2193334 I'm banking on Leslie being upset with Duke more than Aria and not being so petty that she'd refuse to make a simple text (though that is, admittedly, a gamble).
Aria's got a bit of a 'freak' complex right now, but I don't think anyone would really hate her for it. Medea being in 'hide the supernatural' mode from the start probably didn't help either.
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>>2193268 A3
Even if B are to be performed, it should be done after A and after returning those clothes
And better don't break any more clothing anymore especially for clothing that aren't her's
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>>2193268 C1 seems like the most logical options.
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>>2193268 I couldn’t waste any time, for Leslie. I exited the pool after been trapped there for so long; the contrast of the warm water with the relatively cool air was unpleasant, but I still very much preferred to be on land. The sun was brightly shining on my back, I wasn't cold or anything.
The swimsuit was a bit tight, but not all that uncomfortable; just not an ideal fit. It was a simple blue one piece; it looked like a very athletic and professional choice, it covered everything perfectly well and I banked on people not paying attention to me when basically every other girl seemed much less dressed than me. I jogged to the lifeguard’s high chair and called to her, having a few eyes turn my way.
The woman didn’t answer, so I climbed up using the chair’s ladder. I reached the top in two seconds flat, I got a whistle of admiration and I turned back to take a look at my audience hoping I hadn’t screwed something up. It was just a single boy, far more entertained by my ass than my ears. The movement of someone running distracted me and I turned again, this time to my left. It looked like Duke was making a run for it, no doubt fearing I would rat him out. There was not catching him anymore, so my underwear was most likely lost.
I repeatedly and rudely poked the feet of the lifeguard, furious at the incompetent bitch who couldn’t be bothered to do her job and having the thought of poor Leslie naked in the pool help me break my usually shy demeanor encouraging me to be aggressive and decisive. Time was of the essence.
The woman turned to look at me, surprised; she grimaced with scorn, and removed her headphones.
“Campers are not allowed up here!” she angrily berated.
“I tried yelling at you from down below, but I guess the volume of your phone was set too high,” I cynically apologized.
“What seems to be the problem, then?” she clipped, faking a smile that was scarier than any other facial expression I could imagine.
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>>2193364 “Where do I even begin?” I enunciated with a furious sass, and a vein popped in the woman’s forehead; there was no going back. “A boy stripped me naked and threw me to the pool; I would’ve loved some help there!” I sarcastically remarked. “But I guess that was too much to ask. Can I at least have my clothes back?”
“You’re wearing a swimsuit now, you told me you didn’t have one; do you know what happens to liars?” she said, ignoring my whole argument.
“A friend had to lend it to me; because I was naked; in the pool; after a boy stripped me; under your watch. Thanks for that, again. So, can I have my clothes back?” I fumed, and feeling glad that for once my face was getting red out of something different than shame; and I wasn’t the only one.
“Lucky for you that you had a friend with two swimsuits, then!” she yelled at me, getting her face closer.
My hair stood on end; my ears drew back and I barely repressed a defensive hiss. I licked my upper lip.
“She didn’t,” I explained, losing some of my nerve. “She had to undress so I could come speak to you. So if you would be so-”
“Did she, now?” she interrupted me in a booming voice, and looked around the pool. “Ah! There she is!”
*WHEEEEEEEEEEEEET*
I let go of the ladder and jumped away from the noise of her infernal whistle. Before I could process what a stupid thing that was to do, I twisted my spine mid-air and somehow managed to land unharmed on the balls of my feet and my palms; although I hear a loud RIP coming from my butt.
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>>2193365 “Oh, no…” I exclaimed, quickly standing straight and getting my hands to cover my rear.
“HEY, YOU! YOU CAN’T SWIM IN HERE NAKED!” The odious woman shouted to poor Leslie; getting the attention of the whole pool. “GET A SWIMSUIT OR GET OUT, NOOOOOOW!”
Everyone turned to look at Leslie, who was wearing nothing other than my hat and my sunglasses. She immediately shrunk further into the water, which was all she could do to cover herself. I was at least fifteen feet away from her and still could discern the silhouette of her naked body; my sight was not enhanced on daylight; so my guess was that everyone else also could. Even through the shades I had lent her I could tell she was confused and afraid.
What an evil bitch! I had to do something, fast. I looked up. My clothes were nowhere to be seen. Where did the bitch hide them?
a) Aria takes off her swimsuit and throws it to Leslie, then steals a towel.
b) Aria takes off her swimsuit and throws it to Leslie, then makes a mad dash to the changing room.
c) Aria steals a towel and hurries to cover Leslie as she exits the pool.
d) Aria makes use of the situation to climb the high chair and search for her clothes.
e) Aria tries to instigate a rebellion against the tyranny of the situation.
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>>2193366 B, let's see some speed
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>>2193366 D let's use what we have gained
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>>2193366 E
This lifeguard is starting to annoy me. Seriously.
Anonymous
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>>2193366 If double choice is allowed, I pick A turning into E
If not, then B
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2193366 B. It's better than A and C, D is a dick move when we want Leslie on our side, and E doesn't feel right.
Kogekisaru
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>>2193366 f) push the lifeguard off her high chair
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Just to clarify, since the audience has inevitably shrunk due to the hiatus, I am now waiting 6 votes before staring on the next part, down from 8.
>>2193366 I had gotten Leslie into this mess after she had tried to help me, and now the evil woman was going to force her to come out naked out of the pool for her trouble. I couldn’t allow that to happen!
“ARE YOU GETTING OUT OR DO I HAVE TO GO DOWN TO TAKE YOU OUT?” The lifeguard threatened.
All eyes were on Leslie, both male and female. The lifeguard’s word seemed to be law, nobody protested; talks and games ceased, the pool grew progressively more and more silent other than a few doubtful whispers here and there, all wondering if the girl was actually going to comply with what she was asked to do.
Leslie emerged a bit further, and slowly approached the poolside, her teeth shown in a huge frown. She was going to do it.
There was no other choice if I wanted to save her. While everybody else was distracted by the horrendous and unjust bullying of the poor girl, I started undressing. Not a single boy was looking my way.
My boobs slowly bounced as I freed them; Leslie reached the pool ladder, followed closely by the attention of nearly a dozen people, all expecting to be able to witness a show in mere seconds. I pulled down the swimsuit I was wearing, baring it all out in the open under the bright blue sky; Leslie reached the ladder with a hand, then the other. I jumped out and quickly ducked to retrieve the piece of clothing that would save her.
She climbed a step, her gracious pear-shaped tits all but exposed to the world.
“Stoop!” I begged of her.
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>>2193423 A few eyes turned my way, but thankfully not all of them. Holding the swimsuit at my front to cover myself, I decidedly ran to Leslie’s rescue, panting and starting to sob but with a clear conscience telling me that I was doing the right thing.
My butt out in the open, I gave a few more suspiciously long steps and reached Leslie. I hesitated for a fraction of a second, then threw her the swimsuit and hurried my hands back to cover the breasts and crotch that I had briefly shown for the sake of a friend.
People were starting to gasp in astonishment, even pointing at me. Leslie gave me a confused look. I jumped to the pool in a panic even if my instincts internally yelled at me not to. I submerged myself by expelling all the air in my lugs and the underwater realm offered me a thin veil of protection and also a never tested freedom to use every ounce of strength of my newly mutated limbs.
Kicking desperately, I made my way to the opposite side of the pool in what felt like an unbelievable short time; I took one last look back to appreciate the blurry butt of dear Leslie, who I was happy to see was starting to wear her clothes back. I gave a last kick to the pool’s bottom and propelled myself right to the surface.
I grabbed the poolside and desperately started clawing it to get myself out. One of my knees reached the outside of the pool and helped the rest of me get away from the body of water. I was out in the open again. I didn’t stop moving, not for an instant.
“Whoo! Naked girl at the pool!”, “Shit, check that ass,” I managed to discern from the crowd; but there were plenty more comments that I just didn’t have the luxury to process.
Using both hands and legs, I ran with my heinie pointed right up to the people behind me for a few steps before I stood up and sped up, making the fastest dash of my life yet, reaching the safety of the changing room at last with laughter and male chants of victory at my back.
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>>2193424 I dropped to my knees and started sobbing uncontrollably. Even with no one around I couldn’t help but press my knees together while my arms covered my chest and thick tears started running down my cheek. It took me well over a minute to put myself together after the stupid thing I had just done. If I was to be honest, I regretted all of it. I should have thought of something else.
I used my wrists to dry my eyes, and noticed for the first time that, even if the changing room was completely empty, there was definitely activity coming from the showers; water was running, and every now and then voices could be heard. Did Leslie lie to me? Was all of it an elaborate prank?
I sprang to my feet and went right inside the showers. I turned left, and using two different cubicles, were Medea, Erika and Carmen.
“So you decided to take a shower, after all?” asked me Erika in a natural tone, obviously unaware of what I had just gone through. The translucent door to her shower booth was wide open; she was nonchalantly washing Medea’s back.
I didn’t answer, I couldn’t answer. My three roommates were each busy doing their own thing and paid me no mind; but this made no sense. Leslie told me that the changing room was empty! How could she miss three girls?
Just when my legs started to shake and threatened to drop me right on my ass, Medea approached me and forcefully yanked me by one arm inside the shower, making me join and Erika inside. There was barely enough space for the three of us in the small chamber.
“I had already asked you to stop being careless,” she reprimanded me in a quiet voice.
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>>2193425 “Relax, it’s only us,” eased her Erika. “Nobody’s seen her. Aria, c’mere, I wanna wash your ears.”
Even though I had just stopped, I just closed my eyes and started to cry again.
“W-what’s wrong?”
a) Aria gets a break and goes back to the cabin to rest (skip to night)
b) Medea offers to lend her clothes so Aria can go out and resolve her business at the pool.
c) Erika offers to lend her towel so Aria can go out and resolve her business at the pool.
d) Leslie goes inside the changing room to find Aria.
e) The lifeguard goes inside the changing room to deal with Aria; for once she might be dangerously outmatched.
f) Fuck it, Aria needs some lovin’.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2193426 C, we've already had our dose of clothes-swapping and now's about a good time to wrap up this scene.
Anonymous
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>leslie lied to aria so she'd have a chance to give up her swimsuit because she's an exhibitionist >we ruined it by giving it back to her We need to resolve this
>>2193426 C
Anonymous
>>2193426 E,
By the way OP, I suggest you to use a tripcode, just in case another hiatus happens and someone tries to hijack the story.
Anonymous
Kogekisaru
>>2193426 E, not sure who you are refgering to as "dangerously outmatched" but it will be interesting either way.
Rolling for initiative.
Forgive my stupid tabletop joke.
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>>2193426 E. Punishing that lifeguard instead.
Anonymous
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>>2193426 E
If they could get away with it, I say they should strip the lifeguard and tie her up the surveying chair.
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>>2193426 C+D+E
Make all of them happens together and also gather a group of crowd around
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>>2193429 Sure, why not?
>>2193437 The lifeguard. I can see how it wasn't perfectly clear. Both E and F were afterthoughts that were added just after the final proof-reading; having people hate Francine Stone was unexpected. She was only doing her job (vehicle for ENF).
Just so we're clear, I like unexpected.
>>2193426 “What a rotten bitch,” Erika voiced my thoughts after I was done explaining my part of the story and had regained composure. “I hope she swallows her whistle and chokes.”
“We should report her or something,” Carmen said from the neighboring booth.
“Yeah, or something. I like ‘or something’.”
Medea stood just behind me, shampooing my hair and humming. Despite her tiny hands, she had strong fingers that massaged my skull, half hurting it and half making it sing. Erika was kneeled in front of me; she was shaving my legs with one of those blue razors of her. I had monopolized the topic of conversation or else I would have asked what was the deal with those; did she hate pink?
As I was getting premium treatment, I asked about Leslie. All confirmed that no one had even seen or heard of her. All thought it was odd she would lie to me and then help me out by sacrificing herself.
I had been perfectly washed, trimmed and refreshed without having to even move a finger or ask for anything. Erika commented how individual hair strands on my body were getting much thinner; but at the same time I seemed to have a hell of a lot more of them. Medea’s most noticeable input in the whole situation was humming something Erika recognized as ‘Bloody Stream’ that got them both inexplicably sighing for burly men, to my dismay.
The girls took their time but were efficient. I would say it took them fifteen minutes to give me what I thought was a full spa procedure. I still didn’t think much about being soaked, but I felt so much better after the shower. I did not care for the finishing touch, though.
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>>2193492 Medea touched and pressed her fingers against my spine starting from the small of my back and kept going lower and lower with no signs of stopping. She made it to my butt, and inconsiderately opened by cheeks to keep going. “It is as I thought,” she said in a serious voice. “Aria, I am going to insert my finger, now. Is that okay? I need to be certain,” but before I could answer, she had already made up her mind. “Erika, hold her.”
“Aye, aye?” Erika slowly obeyed.
I was grateful enough to Medea to suffer in silence while she discourteously meddled with a finger inside my rear end; she took a few seconds, which was a few seconds too long.
“What was all that about?” I asked for an explanation that I believed to be owed as she washed her invasive little index finger.
“There is no easy way to put this, so excuse my bluntness,” she deadpanned. “Aria, you are growing a tail,” she whispered.
“Shit,” commented Erika, who evidently heard. “That Nazi son of a bitch!”
“W-w-wha…?”
Before I had even time to process the news she just gave me, thunderous steps coming from the entrance of the dressing room called to my attention.
“You can’t hide in here forever!” a familiar, hated voice boomed.
I reflexively hugged Erika’s left arm, and hid behind her.
“Leave this one to me, okay; darling?” Erika reassured me, scratching me behind the ears. It felt glorious. She slowly freed herself from my embrace.
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>>2193494 The steps of the evil woman drew closer and closer, making her way to the showers. She dug her heels deep into the floor each time she moved, obviously wanting to make her presence known.
“Are you in here, pipsqueak?” she asked, mocking the difference between our heights and followed the sound of the running water.
She approached us, the distance between us rapidly diminishing; my heart started beating like crazy.
“You are in so much trouble right now!” the lifeguard announced. “Don’t make it any worse for yourself and come take your punishment! I’m going to drag you to the Camp’s Offices no matter how you are and then tell them what you’ve done!”
The woman made it to Carmen’s cubicle. She rudely peeked inside and looked from side to side.
“Not there, shithead,” Erika called from behind and kicked the lifeguard’s shin.
The evil woman grunted in pain, moving her hands to cover the affected area, but turning her face towards Erika; who had assumed a fighting pose with both hands up in the air in a kickboxing guard. Before the ogre could make anything out; I threw Erika’s red towel over her ugly head; covering it.
Erika spun and gave a commendable roundhouse kick right in the lifeguard’s flat stomach, forcing her back to our cubicle a few steps. When Erika was turned to recover from her kick, Medea gave a terrifyingly fast left hook to the woman’s side; I saw but a blur. I could hear the air being forcefully expelled from her lungs with a grunt of deep pain, and she dropped to her knees.
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>>2193497 Not wanting to be made less, I jumped high in the air and landed just in the awful woman’s face with both feet. I sprang, doing a backflip and my finishing touch dropped the villain flat on her back. I nearly slipped during the landing, but Erika held me.
“Let’s scram!” Erika suggested. I nodded.
a) The girls hurry to flee the scene of the crime.
b) Why flee? The lifeguard was right where they wanted her.
For B:
1) Strip her, tie her up and throw her out.
2) Beat her unconscious.
3) Tie her up and face her, see what she has to say for herself.
4) 1 & 2 (She gets tied somewhere outside).
5) Break one of her fingers and call it a day.
6) Something else.
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>>2193497 Not wanting to be made less, I jumped high in the air and landed just on the awful woman’s face with both feet. I sprang, doing a backflip and my finishing touch dropped the villain flat on her back. I nearly slipped during the landing, but Erika held me.
“Let’s scram!” Erika suggested. I nodded.
a) The girls hurry to flee the scene of the crime.
b) Why flee? The lifeguard was right where they wanted her.
For B:
1) Strip her, tie her up and throw her out.
2) Beat her unconscious.
3) Tie her up and face her, see what she has to say for herself.
4) 1 & 2 (She gets tied somewhere outside).
5) Break one of her fingers and call it a day.
6) Something else.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2193502 B1. I wasn't too keen on revenge against the lifeguard but if we're doing it we're doing it right.
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>>2193502 B 1+3 the only reasonable choice
Also
>>2193467 Anonymous
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>>2193502 B6 :
>>2193467 I would also bring the attention of Duke and the boys to the lifeguard's predicament. Then move on to dealing with Elmira and Leslie.
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>>2193502 B6
>>2193467 We also need to apologize to Leslie for ripping her suit.
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>>2193502 “I’ll… get you… you little… shits!” the lifeguard cursed, lacking breath; she did a sit up and started removing the towel I had thrown to cover her head.
Without any warning, Erika gave a step forward and performed a powerful reverse roundhouse kick, hitting the side of the woman’s head with a calf, making an oddly satisfying thud sound. The lifeguard gurgled, lost agency of her body and her back dropped flat against the floor.
“Is she… dead?” asked Carmen with intense dread, coming out of her shower booth, still wet and covered with her Aladdin towel, currently plainly showing her pubic hair through a tear that Duke had made earlier.
As if to answer her question, the lifeguard moaned and lightly moved her left leg.
“I couldn’t let her see us, could I?” Erika shrugged when we all turned towards her. “It’s better this way, trust me.”
“What do we do know?” I wondered aloud.
“I have an idea,” grinned Erika.
The first thing we did was dressing ourselves in case we needed to bolt out running in case anything went wrong. Medea lent me her towel so I could go back to the pool and look for my clothes. I left the rest of the girls to their work; even Carmen wanted part in it.
“E-everything okay?” asked me Leslie, coming out of the pool the instant she saw me and ran meet me. Both her hands never moved from her back.
“Yeah, no problem. My friends were in there and helped me,” I bitterly added.
“Your friends? Are you sure?” she asked for further confirmation, and my gut feeling told me she wasn’t faking it.
“Yes, my friends. How could you have missed them? They were right there!” I exclaimed trying my best not to sound too harsh.
“I swear the changing rooms were completely empty,” she assured me, confused.
“Did you think to check the showers?” I queried and hoped it didn’t come out too condescending.
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>>2193576 “Of course not; you told me your friends were in the dressing room, and they were empty as I just told you.”
Air heavily escaped through my nose and I rolled my eyes. I fought hard against my need to grab Leslie and shake her back and forth, maybe strangle her for a little bit.
“The lifeguard just went inside, you know?” she carried on. “You were lucky enough to miss her. You should leave while you can.”
“I got it covered,” I hissed, talking between my teeth. I took two deep breaths. “I’m really sorry about ripping your swimsuit,” I apologized and forced myself to remember how much I owed to Leslie.
“Oh, that’s fine,” she sang. “That thing you did for me… that was really brave. I wanted to thank you,” she said.
“N-no problem,” I answered, rubbing my neck, feeling a bit taken aback.
“Here, I’m guessing you’re going to want these back,” she had been using Medea’s straw hat to cover her rear; she reallocated that task to her left hand and offered the hat back to me; inside of it where the shades. I hurried to wear them both back. “Those are some really incredible contacts,” she praised me. “I don’t get why you got them on blue if that’s your natural color, or why you wear shades if you’re using contacts.”
After dodging the problematic subjects, I convinced Leslie to jump back to the pool so she could cover the hole I had stupidly made on her butt. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I could perfectly see the top of her buttcrack if she was only using one hand to cover as she turned back. Walking past her I recommended her to stay put, as soon she would get to see something interesting, but I let out what it was.
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>>2193577 I walked unmolested towards the high chair. Nobody seemed to mind a girl moving around in a towel around these parts, even less so if her face was covered by a hat; that changed when I started to climb the ladder. I had to do it one handed because a creep kept trying to look up my towel and I had to cover up my shame at all times.
Once at the top, it wasn’t hard to find a white carry bag with my clothes in it; it also had the lifeguard’s personal belongings. Under other circumstances I would have considered messing with them, but having my clothes was honestly good enough. I climbed back down; beforehand I shushed the creep and he finally got a hint and went away.
Other than the news that apparently I would shortly have a tail, everything was going my way for once. Maybe I wasn’t wearing underwear, but I could finally use my pants and T-shirt back at the changing room; and then helped the girls with the finishing touches.
Erika and Carmen held the upper part, while Medea helped me with the legs. Erika had donated her towel to the cause, so she instead was wearing the lifeguard’s skimpy top and tight bike shorts.
I couldn’t tell about the others, but I was struggling my ass out to carry my share of the load. People all around the pool stopped what they were doing to look at us. There were gasps of admiration that transmuted into cheers; plenty of ‘oh-my-god!’s all around, and eventually laughter. Between the four of us, we were half carrying, half dragging the tied down body of the lifeguard in all her naked glory!
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>>2193578 The lifeguard had already come about and was uselessly muffling and trying to shout. Her mouth had been gagged with cleaning rags we found in the toilet slash utility closet in the dressing rooms and the upper half of her face had been covered by Erika’s towel. The evil woman’s feet and hands were heavily secured with wire found in the same utility room; Erika had a few yards worth of the stuff rolled around her shoulders to be used for the next step.
We hadn’t made it halfway to the lifeguard’s high chair when people had already inferred our idea. Three boys, the creep who tried to peek at me included, came help us carry the tied down body; one of them relieved me entirely and held most of the weight of her legs; the other two shamelessly helped support the weight by grabbing the woman’s butt and thighs.
We sat the lifeguard just next to her high-chair, as it honestly would be too much trouble to carry her all the way up. Using the wire Erika had brought, we tied two lines on her to secure her. One of them was right above her chest, the other just down; they squeezed her boobs together and I couldn’t resist slapping one of them to the laughter of the gathered crowd.
It was a written rule not to speak aloud; the woman was blinded but could still hear fine. The only one who dared was Erika, who pronounced:
“All yours, boys!”
a) Stay around to see how they torture the woman.
b) Take a few pictures and move on; time to go back to the cabin.
c) Go see Leslie, see if she can arrange a meeting with Elmira so I can deal with that.
d) Go with the gang to take an early dinner.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2193580 I think we're okay leaving C for after dinner, and A would drag the scene on long enough (and risk us getting caught if she gets free).
Can I ask for D, but it's just Carmen and Aria? I want to advance her masochist plotline and I think the full group might get in the way of that.
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>>2193580 Well, that was satisfying. Authority figures who abuse their power tend to rub me the wrong way.
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>>2193580 C
>>2193584 I don't think we have contact or anything that would allow we to leave C after the dinner unless we made her join with the dinner
As for D if you want Carmen and Aria to be alone today it would probably need some good excuses with Medea being on the duty of monitoring Carmen
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>>2193600 Hmm. If we can't get D now with Carmen and Aria, C would probably leave a better opening for that.
So, if "D but Carmen and Aria only" is unfeasible, I'll vote C.
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>>2193580 The lifeguard was honestly not my type; so even if she was tied down naked for the boys to abuse, it wasn’t anything I was interested in seeing. I was just happy she had gotten her just desserts; I grabbed my phone and just took a picture for posterity’s sake. I walked away from the crowd gathering to abuse her, most other girls did.
“Let’s stick her whistle up her cunt,” I heard a whisper behind me, I didn’t recognize the female voice.
“Aria; you coming? Let’s go have dinner, I’m starving!” said Erika, approaching me, Carmen and Medea behind her apparently in agreement.
“You guys go ahead,” I told them. “I have to talk to someone first. Maybe I’ll catch up.”
“Don’t be late, we’re planning on ravaging the place,” joked Erika without any further insistence. They were well aware of my business with Leslie and Elmira.
The three girls turned and began walking. Carmen had still only her towel to cover her but she seemed far more confident moving in it. Medea had a T-shirt dress and Erika was still wearing the lifeguard’s clothes; that girl seriously gave no fucks whatsoever.
“She’s going to be super pissed when she gets out of there, you know?” Leslie pointed out the obvious to my left. She had just come from whatever the crowd was doing to the lifeguard and her face was flushed red.
“I deal with my problems one at a time,” I effused with a surge of courage filling me up from inside. The world seemed a better place for a moment. I convinced myself that everything was going to be fine. “So, about that text…” I continued.
“I’ll send her as soon as I make it back, I swear,” she assured me. “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s the deal with the cat ears?”
Not even that question could bring me down. I was too pleased with myself. “I think they’re cute, don’t you?”
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>>2193672 “Yeah; they suit you. Super cute; they go great with your contacts! But then why the hat?”
“ ’cause it’s sunny, duh.”
It wasn’t hard to convince Leslie to leave the pool area. She wasn’t crazy on staying, either. I accompanied to the showers, she just rinsed herself briefly with her suit on; and we exited. She asked me for my hat to cover her rear, and I just couldn’t deny her the favor. It turned out not being a big deal, as we found hardly any people on our way back to the cabins and nobody paid mind to my freak ears; I just procured to never move them no matter how tempting it was at times.
Leslie’s cabin was one of the closest to the Lake; she invited me in. The door was unlocked. The first thing Leslie did after turning on the lights was walking to her bed on the left and grabbing her phone from her things. I instantly obtained the scent of my own sweat in the cabin; my clothes were around. I had already learned to recognize the mark I left on my things when I was... well, normal and that was about the strongest I had smelled to date. Leslie started to strip without minding me.
She left my straw hat on her bed, and distractedly pulled out her swimming cap from her skull; it looked really, really tight. Her hair was shoulder length long, curly and light brown; now that I thought about it I had never seen it dry. Her back facing to me, she removed her swimsuit with absolute trust, showing me her round bottom, that I had already more or less seen the instant she stopped covering with the hat. I stepped a little to the right to get a better look. I was a little resentful that despite being younger than me, Leslie’s boobs were bigger; they were pear shaped and her brown nipples pointed upward in a little odd way; there was still nothing wrong with them at all.
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>>2193673 Leslie grabbed a pair of yellow panties from her stuff and slid a leg on them. I caught a strong whiff of the scent of my own days old sweat and decided to stop lusting after the poor girl and look for that instead. Elmira had already been texted, but there was nothing wrong with grabbing my own stuff, right?
“That’s Elmira’s bed, she’ll get mad if you touch her stuff,” Leslie told me, putting on her matching bra.
Elmira slept on the bottom bunk of the bed at the bottom, to compare that was Erika’s back at our room.
“Oh this is Elmira’s?” I feigned surprise, “It’s okay; I’m only leaving her swimsuit back, then. I hope she doesn’t mind that much I broke it. The damn thing was too thin!”
“Sorry about that. Elmira can be super mean sometimes. We’ll see how it goes. I’m not going to lie to you; she doesn’t like people messing with her things.”
Leslie continued to dress, and I approached the bed. I left the broken slingshot bikini on top of it, just as I told I would. My scent, or old scent, was incredibly strong from there; I wondered why. The instant my ears told me that Leslie was putting on a shirt and her head was covered, I lifted the bed’s pillow.
Under it, were the dirty white panties with yellow polka dots that I wore to the tennis match.
a) Too creepy. Aria grabs her stuff and walks out, not minding Leslie.
b) Aria shows Leslie where the panties were.
c) Aria puts the pillow back, pretends she didn’t see anything and leaves, just arranging a meeting with Elmira for later.
d) Aria gets a little mad, and decides to wait for Elmira to return. Leslie just texted her so it can’t be that long.
e) Aria actually feels flattered. She decides to wait for this Elmira girl.
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>>2193674 Well, I don't want to risk missing dinner with Carmen, so D and E are out. C is basically A with an extra plot thread, and B is either C, D, or something in-between.
Gonna have to go C on this one.
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>>2193674 C, gotta see carmen conclude her thread
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Don't think we'll manage 6 votes before I go to sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day; so I probably won't post next part for around 14 hours, maybe even 20.
It fucking sucks leaving people with so little to read for so long after we just had a long-ass hiatus; so if any of the guys around wants the notes that I've already done (incomplete) as reading material, they're here:
https://pastebin.com/87xYRknE A few entries were deleted for reasons. The thing still has pretty major spoilers; read the entries of the protagonists at your own risk. Everything else should be safe to read.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2193761 It feels so weird seeing last names next to the main characters, I've gotten so used to just their first names. There's a lot of interesting things in there, and I'm impressed by how much you've tracked each character in case they become relevant (As well as the fact that you have full names for every camper; names are hard).
Don't worry about having to take a break, you've already been back for a few days and you're not even going to be gone one. More than that, we know you're coming back tomorrow and wait times always feel shorter when you know how long you're waiting.
Take care!
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>>2193761 This is insane. You poured some real love into this. I normally dont vote and only lurk, last time I did was for making Aria a catgirl but just had to comment on this thing. I shat myself reading about Lisas dad.
Might as well vote A. I want to get back to the dares.
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>>2193770 Just gave you some free publicity at the ENF thread if you were hurting for votes. Sorry Icant vote that much, just get to catch up with the story every few days or so. You write too fast.
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>>2193761 You've done a kickass job, and are a real inspiration. I might do something of my own soon seeing how well you've done. Take your time, we will be fine.
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>>2193674 E. Aria came this far to get in touch with Elmira might as well get this done sooner instead of later.
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>>2193763 >>2193770 I'm glad you like them; surprised as well since they didn't have any /e/ content in them.
>>2193791 Thanks. I look forward to seeing other stories.
>>2193775 I'm fine with a small audience; we don't need to force things. Anyone else thinks the writing is too fast? Adjusting the speed is hardly an issue.
>>2193674 I hurried to cover my underwear back with the pillow before Leslie could catch me taking a peek at Elmira’s bed. I turned just to make sure. She continued to change, none the wiser.
I was no stranger to having my underpants stolen for lascivious purposes; but this was the first time I had seen someone who was both a girl and someone younger than me be the perpetrator. It was a welcome change of pace, even if the situation itself was still uncomfortable.
“Elmira is on her way here, right?” I ventured to ask to Leslie.
“Let me see… yes. She answered right back, that doesn’t happen often. She says she’s coming right away and that we should wait for her,” Leslie announced, looking at her phone.
Leslie had worn loose jeans; they were stylishly pre-distressed with a tear near her right knee; and a flannel button-less red shirt that made her all the way down to the beginning of her tights; I recalled those were called tunics. Even though her clothes weren’t my style there was no denying she looked very comfortable.
During our walk to the cabins I had quickly realized not to have much in common with the girl other than our mutual hatred for the lifeguard. I didn’t dislike Leslie; she was just a little boring. I did my best try and make small talk and felt relieved when I heard footprints quickly approaching from the east.
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>>2194042 “Your friend is here,” I carelessly announced to Leslie interrupting our conversation about fireworks, doubting she could put the dots together for me to worry about hiding anything.
I was proven right to the surprise of the girl. The door opened and Elmira, the girl that I had been meaning to search for days had finally made her appearance. When she wasn’t covered by just a small towel she had a very androgynous air about her.
Elmira had short and curly hair, hooked nose and small, separated eyes. The time I had taken a more careful look at her body I remembered noticing the distinct lack of feminine curves; she was easily one of the less attractive girls I had dealt with during camp. I didn’t know what to make out of her; my first impression was that she was kind, which quickly changed when I found out she stole my clothes, and now I couldn’t help but feel a tad flattered despite her creepy behavior. No girl had ever shown interest in me in that way by her own initiative.
“Hey, Leslie!” Elmira greeted and tried to smile, only managing to grimace; she was starting to sweat; it was evident she hurried back.
“I have been looking all over for you,” I lied to Elmira just to put some pressure. Despite Leslie’s warnings I was sitting right on the bed where I had found my panties, my hands near the pillow. Following Elmira’s eyes it was easy to tell this bothered her.
“Likewise,” she said, stepping in and closing the cabin door behind her; she didn’t sound insincere but I didn’t felt like believing her. “You don’t go out much, do you? I hope you’re not mad about… our last meeting. I was just a harmless prank.”
“All water under the bridge,” I falsely reassured her with a hand gesture. “That is, assuming you still have my stuff.”
Leslie felt the ambient of the conversation wasn’t very amicable.
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>>2194043 “I’m really sorry; to be honest it slipped off my mind. I had almost forgotten I had it!” she convincingly stated, stealing furtive but fairly obvious glances to the bathroom, as if she wanted me to deduce that’s where my clothes were.
“No worries, I’m here now,” I forced myself to laugh. “So… may I have them back?”
“I don’t know. Do you mind if I get them back to you tomorrow? They must be reeking by now; I would feel so bad if I didn’t wash them before giving them back,” she tried to argue.
“Sorry. To tell you the truth the clothes aren’t actually mine. Someone lent them to me and they have been pestering me to give them back; I need them right away. Don’t worry about washing them.”
“Oh, it will be no problem at all. It- it will hardly take me ten minutes!” she insisted. “It will give you enough time to retrieve the bikini I lent you!”
“I actually have that right here”; I pointed to my left, there the slingshot crap was. Elmira hadn’t even noticed it. I resented her for using the word ‘lent’.
“You used it and didn’t wash it, did you?” she immediately asserted seeing an out, walking towards it. I thought I had her on the ropes, but she switched the situation by grabbing the bright, green piece of strings; I couldn’t find a reason to stop her.
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>>2194050 “A-and you broke it!” she first sounded relieved at the beginning of the sentence and furious at the end of it. “I don’t know, girl. This was really expensive, a gift from a dear friend. I don’t know if I can give you your stuff back just like that anymore.”
“It wasn’t her fault,” swiftly intervened Leslie to my favor. “She only wore it once. It was… really thin. It wasn’t her fault.”
“Fact remains it’s still broken,” Elmira frowned. “I would be happy to do the exchange otherwise; but it wouldn’t be fair now, wouldn’t you agree, Aria?”
So she did remember my name.
a) Call her out. Show her the panties, follow scent of clothes.
b) Agree to let her keep the underwear to save her the awkwardness; Aria only needs the uniform for now.
c) Demand clothes back.
d) Make a deal to have washed clothes delivered tomorrow early in the morning.
e) Keep playing games; try to beat Elmira that way.
f) Send Leslie away; disclose knowing what Elmira has done; try to dominate her.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2194042 I'm invested in this story more than just the /e/ by now. The ENF is certainly the high point but it's not like that's the only thing to like about it.
>>2194052 From what I see, A and F beat C and E, and B beats D.
If A goes well we can embarrass Elmira with our accusations enough to finish this up nice and neat, B works as a safer bet that *also* leaves Aria down one set of underwear (and I fully intend to have her run out by the end of camp), and F has the chance of more strongly tying another side character into future interactions.
I think I like both B and F, so I'll vote for those two.
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>>2194056 Here's Aria's clothing control, if you want it. Just a think to keep track what she has worn and what is dirty.
WARDROVE:
UNDERWEAR:
BRAS (5 in total):
Beat up blue sports bra (dirty)
White with Blue Polka dots, light blue ribbon (Elmira has it)
Red beaten up one (Medea broke it)
Light-blue bra (dirty)
White bra with black frilly borders (held by Duke)
PANTIES (13 in total):
Black, lacey panties (dirty)
White with Yellow Polka dots, light blue ribbon (Elmira has it)
White panties with alternating purple and red horizontal stripes (Dan has them)
Purple Lycra briefs (held by Duke)
White pair with lacey borders (never worn)
CLOTHES
PAJAMAS (3 in total):
Pink with yellow, Lyrical Nanoha (getting dirty)
Yellow, Spongebob
Pink, hole in butt.
TOPS (8 in total):
White t-shirt
Long sleeve button-blousse
White undershirt
Blouse (held by Tennis girl)
Blue baby doll (destroyed by Medea).
BOTTOMS (6 in total):
Blue jeans
Blue skinny jeans
Blue skinny jeans Levi's (held by Melanie girl)
Caqui shorts
SHOES AND ACCESSORIES:
White sneakers and socks (held by Elmira).
Black loafers (ruined).
Gold Earring.
Baseball cap.
Second and last pair of sneakers.
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>>2194057 Thanks for the list, it looks like there's a long ways to go but I'm looking forward to trying!
Anonymous
>>2194052 A
Tease and play with her over it
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>>2194052 F, this seems like the most fun. Elmira definately seems like she is kinda into Aria. (Assuming the prank follows the logic of boys teasing girls they like). Maybe Aria can get her stuff back by compensting Elmira in a more phsical way.
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>>2194056 I change my vote (
>>2194060 ) to F. I guess I didn't see it the first time through
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>>2194052 F. Instead of Aria completely dominating Elmira, give Elmira a fighting chance. It would be interesting to see Aria and Elmira try to dominate each other, through their own individual method.
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What does my tripcode mean? My take is "Onions boy with very MANLY TITS, nominated for 4 Oscars".
I'm glad more people are grabbing names. There are places remaining for campers; if you want to create your own whether they're male or female give it a go before I fill them all.
>>2194052 “Leslie, would you mind stepping outside so I can have a private chat with Elmira?” I politely turned to talk to Leslie with a warm smile on my face.
“Yes, I think we’re going to need some space,” Elmira agreed. “Give us like… I don’t know. Maybe you should go out and see a movie,” Elmira was disrespectful enough to not even look at Leslie while addressing her.
“Are you… going to fight?” Leslie asked, worried.
“Like we’re some freaking barbarians?”, “No, of course not!” both Elmira and I denied at the same time. “I think we just clear up some things,” Elmira added.
Leslie budged. She grabbed her phone, gave the both of us a last concerned passing glance and left the cabin. Elmira and I stared daggers at each other while we waited for Leslie to get some distance.
“Alright, no bullshit,” I confidently stated. I rudely swiped Elmira’s pillow aside, revealing the panties she had stolen from me without breaking eye-contact.
“Figures you’d know,” Elmira huffed, less taken aback that I would have expected or liked. She still was ashamed enough to look away; I took the opening.
“What have you been doing with these, you little creep?” I recriminated. I picked my underwear with two fingers and got them close to my face. I sniffed them. Elmira’s facial expression became interested. “You’ve… masturbated with these, haven’t you?” I accused but failed to avoid blushing. I could plainly smell Elmira’s facial oil coming from the cloth; she had held them tightly against her face at some point but that was about it; she hadn’t worn them or anything. I still believed my hunch was a hundred percent right.
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>>2194125 “Tsk, yes. So what?” she taunted me. “You want no bullshit? Okay, let’s speak frankly. You broke my swimsuit, now those are mine. What’s it to you what I do with MY panties? Yes, I’m a dyke; what are you going to do about it?”
“I’m a dyke, too,” I casually revealed to keep the offensive, surprising Elmira. “And from a dyke to another? You’re honestly nothing special. I wouldn’t take your panties if you gave them to me. Not with Leslie around.”
I had struck a nerve. Elmira gritted her teeth so loudly I could hear it happen, her fists were tightly shaking.
“Hmph. Like I care what some geek with fucking cat ears thinks about me,” she countered. “Nyaa! Nyaa!” she jeered. “Go fuck yourself,” she gave me the bird.
“I will, but not thinking of you. Nobody would,” I cruelly mocked taking a hand to cover my mouth as if I was laughing, I couldn’t let her know that I felt deeply what she had said about my freak ears.
“Like you’re so pretty yourself!”
“I am and you know it,” I said with fake confidence, but was extremely elated to notice she didn’t have an argument against. “I’d have you twisted around my little finger if I just so much as insinuated you’d stood a chance with someone like me,” I somehow dared myself to vainly add, actually lifting my pinky.
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>>2194126 “Keep telling yourself that,” Elmira retorted, but her mistake was hesitating. “So, are you going to fuck off or what? I’m not giving you crap; not that I even want your stuff anymore seeing how rotten and conceited you are. And here I thought I had figured you as the cute kind.”
I actually took offense.
a) Grab clothes and leave. Watch her try and stop Aria.
b) Prove her wrong. For the privilege of orally pleasing Aria, have Elmira strip, humiliate herself a bit and then give up the clothes.
c) Make peace with Elmira. Exchange to her a passionate kiss for the clothes.
d) Challenge Elmira to a strip game. Winner keeps the clothes; loser dines in nothing but a pair of panties.
e) Aria convinces Elmira to give up and wash the clothes for a spot at The Game tonight. Aria promises plenty of good memories.
// S O Y was replaced by Onions? Okay, then.
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>>2194127 I am going for D, would like it more if the dare was to do it totally naked, but I guess that´s probably taking things a little too far. not in the sense that it would be too cruel, but in the sense that I don´t see them getting away with that, unless the camp has some REALLY relaxed rules, or a very incompetent staff.
But my vote is still D.
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>>2194127 A, time to finish this arc up, and with we leave with Elmira feeling sour about the situation she may unexpected prank us again in the future.
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>>2194127 A, lets get back to the others
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>>2194127 A. Wounder how Elmira will react. Will Elmira get in Aria's way now or later? I hope it's both.
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>>2194127 D
Come on you all, this is an opportunity to lose even more of Aria's clothes! Do you realize what's going to happen when she completely runs out?
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B. Elvira took Aria’s clothes and replaced with her slingshot bikini. It is her fault that it broke, not Aria’s. Elvira is the younger of the two and should have thought of the consequences of giving an older girl something that wouldn’t fit. Karma is in order for Elmira even though she will probably enjoy her lesbian encounter with Aria. P.S. Loving the story so far (have been following from the start). You are not going too slow.....we (the readers) are just impatient for more! Well done!
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B. definitely from previous readers deduction.
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Really like the sound of B. Should be fun.
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D sounds good, but I think B is more interesting
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D, let make Aria take the risk
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>>2194127 >>2194164 Agreed, D, let's try and reduce Aria's wardrobe! We can even turn the Carmen-at-supper situation on its head by showing up in a worse state than her, which'd be neat to say the least.
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>>2194127 B, the bitch better know her place.
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Interesting fight. B and D kept overtaking one another with hourly votes, in the end after so long the tie couldn't be broken, so the best choice is going to be a compromise between both. Let's see if I can make this work.
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Sorry it took so long. ISP.
>>2194127 I felt like proving to the dumb tomboy just how wrong she was. For the first time in my life I felt… powerful; this was the kind of effect Erika had over me and had abused to embarrass me so many times before. I was curious to find out how far I could take it. My bet was that pretty far.
I turned and closed the curtains to the window. Elmira kept silent, I winked at her, and started undoing the fly of my pants. Her admiring gaze filled me with confidence. I stopped just when my cute slit was going to begin; I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“Lock the door and close the other window,” I playfully ordered.
“D-do it yourself,” she answered back.
“Oh, nevermind then.”
I pulled my zipper back up but didn’t button my jeans. I crossed my legs and stared at Elmira. She closed her eyes and turned to the floor, grimacing.
“Gaaaah!” she exclaimed, and hurried to the door to lock it, then to the other window to make sure we couldn’t be bothered. “Alright, I did it!” she angrily, but expectantly said.
Tease, and demand; tease, and demand; tease, and demand. I knew Elmira was mine so long as I played it right; and my ideas sounded like so much fun. I had never been in a position of power before. I never got to seduce anyone!
As her reward for her obedience, still sitting on Elmira’s bed I turned to my side so she couldn’t see the good stuff yet. I pulled my pants down and slowly removed them with my shoes. I threw the clothes aside, and calibrated Elmira’s response; she was dumbfounded and the lust was brightly shining on her eyes. I felt like crying, I wasn’t even embarrassed; I was beautiful, wasn’t I? The realization alone was amazing, Erika had not been lying to me; the ears didn’t make me a monster. I was beautiful. I was beautiful.
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>>2194318 “Would you like to… taste me?” I seductively baited. I threw my shades aside, flicked my short hair as I could and moved my open legs pointing at her, but alluringly covering my crotch with two fingers; Elmira could see the sides of my labia, just not the main prize.
Elmira swallowed, the desire on her eyes was so painfully evident I got a little scared over the power I apparently held over her. Was that what other girls get to do with boys?
“I-it’s true… isn’t it? You weren’t messing around. You are… you are really like me, aren’t you?” she longingly asked. There was no need to answer her. “Y-yes! Fuck yes. I want to eat you out. What is it going to take? The clothes? You can keep the damn bikini.”
Elmira had lost all her bargaining power, surrendered by herself just like that for the mere possibility of having the privilege of pleasing me.
“Not good enough,” I annoyingly chanted, Elmira didn’t seem offended or surprised. “Hmm, how about you strip first?”
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>>2194319 She didn’t even seem to mind. Elmira was wearing khaki shorts, a plain red t-shirt, a white undershirt, a blue bra and, surprisingly, black boxers. She promptly removed it all like it was on fire, keeping only her white socks. I was a tad disappointed at what I was seeing; despite being a bit taller than me, Elmira had very small breasts; enough to wonder if she wouldn’t be more comfortable with a training bra. Her hips were barely wider than her waist; and she was skinny to top it all off; even naked she kind of looked like a boy, except for the obvious thing that was her small pussy covered by a patch of curly, light brown hair. She turned around at my command; Elmira’s best asset was her back, her butt was fairly rounded and she had a huge gap between both her thighs that easily allowed seeing her gnash from her behind. I had her bend over to take a better look. It wasn’t anything special compared to all I had seen in the last few days; I just couldn’t spark any desire to lick her there; my paper in whatever we were going to do was going to have to be to receive the pleasure.
“Turn around,” I ordered. She did, facing me again. “On your knees, tongue out, hands behind your back at all times. Walk to me.”
Elmira gave little steps using her knees, her mouth open and her tongue sticking out. I opened my legs further to receive her. I allowed her to lean forward to face my intimacy. Her breath was accelerated and warm; she wanted this very badly.
“Dig in,” I allowed, removing my fingers at long last.
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>>2194320 Elmira uttered a deep moan of gratitude and quickly proceeded to lick me like a lollypop. Despite not being very attracted to Elmira, that felt amazing. I closed my eyes and looked up, letting her do the work. I could tell this was her first experience, as Elmira’s behavior was just like mine when I tried to pleasure Erika. She shyly gave me slow licks, and then tried different things like kissing me, or using her tongue to caress the outsides.
I didn’t hold back, didn’t see the need to. I leaned with my hands on the bed supporting my arched back and lovingly moaned; for all the incredibly dexterity and expertise Erika had displayed playing with me, it seemed nothing could just beat a humid and warm mouth working down there. I had never felt pleasure of the like before.
Elmira got encouraged by my reaction, and pressed her attack. She slurped and grew confident enough to place her tongue inside of me.
Making use of all the force of will that I had, I pressed with both hands against Elmira’s forehead and held her back, then pushed her away.
“What’s… what’s wrong…?” she asked, panting and slurping; her hands still obediently held on her back despite desperately tucking her knees together, moving them trying to please herself.
“Not… not yet!” I forced myself to assert while recovering my breath. “If you want more… you’ll have to listen…”
“O-okay, what is it, then?”
“We’re going… to the dining room…” I said between inhalations. “You’ll be wearing nothing… nothing else but… underpants… and you’ll listen… to what I say…”
“Y-you bitch…”
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>>2194321 I recognized that look on Elmira’s eyes. It was the same expression of resignation I myself did when Erika asked something unreasonable of me after she had teased me enough. She would agree.
“Fine,” she bargained. “But I get to use my hands next time! And you’ll be in all fours! And your panties, I keep those! And, and…!”
What was Elmira’s last demand?
a) Aria’s nudes.
b) Just a kiss.
c) Being manipulated.
d) A video (no face needed) of Aria handling herself.
e) Something else.
And how was Elmira going to dinner? She wouldn’t agree to go nude.
1) Wearing Aria’s panties.
2) Wearing her boxers and faking to be a boy, see how far she could take it.
3) Wearing the slingshot bikini (might break again).
4) Wearing a loincloth.
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>>2194323 2 definitely, that sounds amazing.
E (Elmira keeps the bra too) if possible, A otherwise.
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>>2194323 >>2194330 I'm changing from A to E (Elmira keeps the bra)
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>>2194323 E (the bra) and 2
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>>2194323 I join the E2 club, Elmira asks for to keep Aria´s bra after all this.
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>>2194323 “… and the bra! I want your bra, too!” Elmira demanded.
To be honest, asking for some underwear in order to have her agree to humiliate herself for the privilege of giving me pleasure seemed stupidly skewed to my side. Still, I didn’t even have a single clean brassiere left and was running dangerously low on them as it was. The panties didn’t mind all that much since it sounded alluring to have a girl using them to think about me while… busy.
“Deal,” I agreed, walking to the bathroom for some toilet paper to clean my crotch from all the saliva.
Elmira went in after me; her own downstairs business was a mess. She often repeated how she didn’t believe she was doing this ‘for some tail’; and I thought about reminding her of our recent conversation and how definitely I had proven her wrong and how I had her wrapped about my little finger, but decided against it since there was enough going on as it was.
We dressed up for our parts. Elmira asked me to wear the dirty underwear she originally had stolen to give them back after we were done. They felt icky against my skin but I humored her. I put the slingshot bikini on the tiny pocket of my jeans, thinking maybe I still could get some use out of it somehow. If Elmira found odd how I wore the shades and straw hat she didn’t say anything about it.
As for Elmira, I had a tough time deciding what I wanted her to do. She had no problem letting me barge through her underwear selection to search something for her to wear; she encouraged me to ask her if I wanted to keep a pair for myself, but I declined since Elmira’s scent just didn’t do it for me and there was no way her stuff fit me; I actually had hips.
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>>2194398 In a moment of inspiration, and hoping Elmira didn’t think of it much as an insult, I had her wear the black boxers she had just taken off and told her to pretend to be a boy just to see if she could pull it off. She didn’t go against my orders, but I could recognize in her sad expression the same thing I felt when I thought about my ears. Even if I did feel a bit sorry and then wished I hadn’t brought it up, the damage was done and it sounded like a lot of fun.
Elmira convinced me to let her wear a pair of sandals and we were off. I took an objective look at the girl.
Her facial features were too sharp for a female; she indeed had a boy face; she lacked the curves and with her bottom and crotch covered she sort of looked like a hairless, skinny kid. The real challenging part was ignoring her chest; even though they were depressingly small, her tits were still there. Elmira tried stretching her back and abs to make them disappear even further to a convincing degree; even though the nipples still looked wrong. She was deeply ashamed of what she was doing, but followed through.
“I can believe I’m doing this,” she said for the zillionth time when a couple of a boy and a girl walked past us.
Elmira did her best to remain calm, but her face flared up, betraying her. We walked making our best impression of casual behavior, not a feet from the couple. They didn’t even give us a second glance.
“Phew,” Elmira cringed when we were past them. “How did that work? Do I really look that much like a…? What are you doing?”
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>>2194399 I pulled the back of Elmira’s boxers down, exposing her butt. It wasn’t a whim, even if it was fun. I didn’t want her to think too hard about her appearance, and this just occurred to me as a way to have her reconnect with her femininity by treating her like I’m a lecherous old man. To complete the picture I grabbed her bottom and squeezed. She exhaled and looked down, then allowed me to carry on; again, I wasn’t being mean, I was sure it made her feel better.
Five minutes later we went past a group of giggling girls talking very mean and uncalled for things about an acquaintance of them. I pulled Elmira’s boxers up, but just to the half, still exposing her buttcrack. I grabbed a hold of her butt, and hugged against her, having her put an arm over my shoulder; then told her to act natural. The girls paid us notice and stopped talking crap about Gabi, whoever that was, when we were within ear, or human ear, range. Again, they didn’t think much of a skinny boy walking in boxers at a summer camp. However, a girl couldn’t contain a giggle as she took a look back at us and saw me grabbing Elmira’s butt.
“Oh my gosh! You can see that boy’s crack! Look! Look!” the girl whispered to her friends, who turned to confirm it and started giggling themselves. I had no idea if Elmira heard them, but she was very tense during the whole situation, and grew even more so when we finally approached the cafeteria.
“We can go with your shorts as they are,” I playfully instructed Elmira, “or you can pull them up if you want. If you want to pull them up, you have to remove them and count to five. It’s up to you.”
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>>2194400 “You’re a dom, aren’t you? Just my luck,” Elmira growled, but didn’t defy me further. She let go off me, chose a tree near the cafeteria, carefully scanned her surroundings and undressed. She blew me a kiss while naked, confidently counted to five and put her clothes back on. She casually walked to my side, held me again as if I was her girlfriend and we walked on. “I guess a sub as cute as you is too much to ask,” she commented.
It must have been around five in afternoon, just before evening. It didn’t seem like a fairly popular time to start having dinner; I could count only eight people around, three of them whom I knew.
I instructed Elmira to walk to the table in which Erika, Carmen and Medea were happily chatting. Erika had her back turned, Medea greeted me from afar, Erika noticed and did the same; we went ahead to join them. Carmen was eating a greasy hamburger in complete peace, the fact she was wearing just a towel didn’t seem even to count around this small crowd that mostly kept to themselves and their groups.
“Oh, hi,” said Erika, acknowledging our presence. “W-whoa. I… hope you don’t take it the wrong way but I thought you were a boy from afar,” she honestly admitted to Elmira. “I can’t believe you came topless!”
Elmira allowed me to take charge, and I gave an abridged version of the events that transpired, somehow managing to let sexual encounters out; although I could tell Erika more or less started to realize that not everything checked out on my story. The other two didn’t care.
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>>2194401 Regardless, maybe it was just me, or maybe I was becoming a pervert due to so many unreasonable dares that I had endured, but what had asked of Elmira didn’t seem that extreme all of sudden. The crowd in the cafeteria was small, and Elmira had an unexpected success to pass for a boy, at least from a distance.
a) This is good enough. Have dinner in peace, go back and fulfill Elmira’s end of the bargain.
b) Secretly tell Elmira that she had thirty seconds to remove Carmen’s towel.
c) Convince the group to move to a corner, so I can have Elmira dine naked.
d) Sit opposite to Elmira, have her pull her boxers to the side so I can discretely molest her with my toe while we eat.
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>>2194402 B's a good option but could backfire, C's a safer option but less interesting, and I'm not particularly interested in A or D.
B. I'm sure we can make things up to Carmen if she figures it out.
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>>2194402 D, as much shit as we put her through, she can get a little back
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>>2194683 Sorry, story was just about done when you showed up and tied back C and D. Option D will be available again.
>>2194402 The problem of thinking Elmira just didn’t have it hard enough was easy to find a solution to.
“Hey, do you guys think we could move to that table over there?” I asked.
We were nearly on the middle of the room, for what I wanted to do it would be more convenient to be in one of the inner corners so we didn’t call too much attention in case anything went wrong… like last time.
“We’re eating, Aria. No,” sternly denied me Erika with a full mouth. Neither Medea nor Carmen even listened to me. A different solution was in order.
“Medea, can you come sit on this side of the table, please?” I politely begged her.
“Whatever you are machinating, leave it alone,” she warned me. “We already had enough excitement today, and more is to come.”
But I couldn’t leave it alone. I had to test the limits of my power over Elmira. I grabbed Medea’s plate and put it in front of me and to my left side. She had served herself two side dishes for her meal; potato salad and pasta. I mischievously gestured at her. She sighted, stood up went around the table and sat next to me. She didn’t comment any further on the situation, but Medea was undoubtedly annoyed.
There was no helping it; I needed at least two people for cover if we were going to do this so out in the open. I poked Elmira to grab her attention, I moved my hand to the bench, and made it slowly walk with two fingers towards her. I moved to her thighs, then to her back; I grabbed her boxers and started to slowly slide them down.
“Stop it,” she whispered me between giggles and grabbed my hand. “What are you doing?”
“Do you want to do it yourself, then?” I hinted her. “Come on, take them off.”
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>>2194688 “That’s… no. We’re in the middle of the damn cafeteria!”
We got close to each other to continue our private conversation.
“No one is looking this way,” I argued. “It’ll give you a huge high. Come on, I know you can do it. There is hardly anyone around.”
“You’re getting crazier all the time, I swear,” Elmira complained. “You’re going to make me end up in the internet.”
“You said you would obey or the deal was off,” I threatened, she did not seem happy about it. “It’s the last thing I’ll ask, come on!”
She cursed, but started to discretely use only one of her hands to progressively show more of her behind. With very subtle movements, and always looking around nervously, Elmira lifted herself a little on the bench and removed her boxers. They fell to her ankles, under the table. I took off a shoe, and then maneuvered to pick them up. Elmira was naked in the dining area and I had her only piece of clothing in my hand.
I fixed my shoe and stood up from the table to Elmira’s huge concern, but that was what Medea was there for. They couldn’t tell we had a naked girl at our table from the side if Elmira was careful.
“Anyone wants anything? I’m going to get something to eat,” I casually and gently inquired.
“We’re cool,” Erika spoke for the group. “It’s not my place to speak, and I fucking hate preachers and judgmental assholes; but aren’t you being a little mean?” she then grabbed her cranberry juice and give it a sip, returning her attention to her plate. It was a rhetorical question.
“It’s… it’s all in good fun,” I tried to defend myself, but it didn’t come out very convincing. Erika had never seen me mess around with people outside of The Game; but even then I felt it was a little of a hypocrisy coming from her. I had to have taken my cues on how to treat Elmira from someone. “What do I get you, Elmira? Unless you want to come with.”
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>>2194689 “I’m not hungry, and I have a big meal waiting at my room. It was crazy expensive, so I plan to have my fill.”
“Oh, I get it now,” realized Erika. “Forget I said anything.” She then covered her mouth and whispered away from the table, making it apparent that she was now very aware of my condition. “Sorry to intrude on your foreplay. I’ll shut up now. You kids have fun.”
I left to grab a tray somewhat angry. I was not supposed to be the one getting embarrassed here; but at least I wasn’t getting the worst of it. I looked back to see Elmira. She was fidgeting on her seat, desperately trying to keep tabs of the three boys and other two girls around the place. She had her hands on her crotch and was struggling to keep a low profile. Luckily she hadn’t turned back, because the fat lady behind the counter had already taken a good look at her small butt.
“So, what you want?” the woman asked me in a raspy voice; completely stoical to the fact there was a naked girl – or boy, as far as she could tell – at her cafeteria, and that I had said person’s underwear right there with me.
I grabbed three hamburgers, no buns; and a lot of meatloaf.
“You doing the Keto diet or something?” wondered Erika looking at my plate as I sat back between Medea and Elmira, who had her whole nude body turning red over her pale skin. I didn’t get what Erika was on about, so I didn’t answer. Yes, I knew my taste had changed; no, I didn’t want to discuss it.
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>>2194690 Stuffing my face felt even better than messing with Elmira, at least at the beginning; I had been hungry and barely getting by for days. Elmira kept peeking around, whimpering despite not being all that much to worry about. I gave her a mini heart-attack by slapping her behind. I had to retract my former thought; teasing Elmira was so much fun.
a) Tell Elmira she can dress herself anytime she wants. Leave her underwear in another table.
b) Just enjoy what I have; pushing further might put the group against me.
c) Never give her underwear back.
d) Get to the other side of the table and molest her with my toes.
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>>2194693 I really *should* vote B to keep our reputation with the group safe, but I really can't resist C, so I'll vote for both (though not combined of course).
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>>2194693 B, the group is more important
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>>2194693 B, I don´t care about the rest but I don´t want to make Medea mad.
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>>2194693 B. No need to be greedy.
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>>2194693 My hat moved a little as my ears caught notice of a sound to be wary of. It was a tall boy; he looked my age if not older. He stood up after finishing his meal and was taking his tray back to the counter. I gave Elmira her boxers back under the table, knowing she had also noticed what was happening; her attention had been focused on all the others campers for a few minutes now.
Having Elmira naked for the duration of my meal may have been pushing it too hard. I would later need to apologize to Medea for being so pushy. The girls had just helped me to torture the lifeguard and were just tired and hungry and I kind of interrupted their respite. Duke and the lifeguard had soured my day, I knew I was taking it out in others, but I couldn’t help it and just hoped I hadn’t made anyone think less of me.
Elmira tried to discretely wear her stuff back before the boy made it past our table, but she tried too hard to be non-conspicuous and her boxers fell to her ankles. She preferred to stay still and nude rather than to call the attention, and endured in silence. Erika burped, her plate now completely empty; the boy turned to look at us with a passing glance, his eyes stopped a bit longer on the topless girl to my side; and then went wider as something clicked inside of him; he realized he was looking at boobs.
The boy faked not noticing very badly while Elmira tried to act natural even though I could tell it was too late for that. I wanted to nudge her and tell her to just dress herself up, but a little perverse voice inside of me wanted me to see how the situation played out. The boy walked past, Elmira continued to casually look straight ahead as if nothing was going on; I could easily tell her bare bottom was being checked out by a turning neck. I immediately regretted being hard on Elmira, ducked beneath the table and pushed her boxers up.
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>>2194826 “That guy noticed!” I urged. “Put them on!”
Seeing the show was about to be over, the boy unapologetically looked our way until Elmira had covered her essentials, he then left the tray, quickly returned to his place where he was with a friend; he told him something that I didn’t hear because the hat was forcing my ears down and both glanced at Elmira, the gig was up.
I grabbed Elmira’s arm and made her cover her nipples, she rejected it.
“They’ve seen, it doesn’t matter,” she quietly explained. “I want to cut my losses; if I cover more people will notice… that I’m a girl.”
Enduring the inspection her little tits were going through without any outwards sign she was having an awful time other than her blushing and accelerated breathing, Elmira accepted her fate.
“Is everyone done? Maybe we should go”, I suggested. The only one with anything on her plate was Medea; she was a really slow eater.
“I want dessert”, announced Carmen, the only one among us who hadn’t noticed the situation at hand.
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>>2194827 “Maybe you naughty girls should go ahead,” Erika winked at me, it pained me a bit that despite her insinuations she didn’t seem the least jealous; regardless, I took her advice.
I stood up, Elmira imitated me. She still refused to cover and played her role as a boy, but having two males staring at her nudity was a high price to pay, she had stated to tear up and was trying to hide it from me. I grabbed her arm and hurried her along, the sight of the two perverts who had caught following us all the way.
“I hope this exhibitionist shit gets you wet, because I think I deserve that much!” she recriminated. I allowed her to grope my butt as we walked on resuming our play as a normal couple of a skinny boy and a short girl.
We didn’t have as much luck on our way back to the cabins as before. We ran into one of Dan’s friends, a half-black guy. He gave me two thumbs up but otherwise left Elmira alone. I was more embarrassed than her by our encounter; I hated meeting people who had seen me naked and I knew the guy had recently seen me with a thermometer up my ass and my legs nice and spread; probably had a picture of it, too.
Difficulties didn’t end there, it also turned out that Elmira’s cabin wasn’t empty. The lights were on when we approached it. Sun was going down.
a) Tell Elmira Aria will “pay” her tomorrow.
b) Elmira adamantly makes Aria go into the cabin and tells people inside to either get out or enjoy the show.
c) Aria tries her cabin instead.
d) The lesbians try a secluded place near the lake, what’s the worst that could happen?
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>>2194828 in A, Aria has to give the underwear she's wearing back. That part of the payment can't wait, I should have added.
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>>2194828 D
With some luck, clothes will get stolen or damaged.
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>>2194828 C. Lisa will probably be there?
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>>2194828 >>2194833 Agreed, D sounds best for that.
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>>2194828 D, this can only end wrong (which means good for us)
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>>2194828 D. Many thing can happen with this choice.
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>>2194828 “Shit, Cindy and Sam must be back,” Elmira cursed.
“What now?” I asked trying not to sound too disinterested. I already had had my fun with Elmira. I would fulfill my end of the bargain but it was up to her to solve the problems that might arise.
“And we can’t go back the way we came to your cabin. Your friends were nearly done eating when we left. For all we know they’re five minutes away, if that,” she elaborated.
“So, maybe some other time?” I pressured her.
“Are you kidding me? No,” she adamantly denied. “After what you had me go through? You paraded me topless and even had me get naked in public. Did that do anything for you? I’m really hoping it did.”
It was fun, but not in the way she thought. That was not the answer she wanted to hear, so I kept it to myself.
Elmira dragged me west towards the lake and then had us walk north around it. We headed that way for a good, long while until she tired herself out. She was in even worse shape than I was a few days ago. Walking for me took barely any effort anymore; my legs always felt very light.
“What are we looking for?” I questioned, getting a bit worried that we were getting farther away from the camp and it was starting to get late.
“I don’t know,” she admitted. “Somewhere private. Is it fine here? Come on, Aria! I just… want to do it already.”
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>>2194978 I examined the surroundings. We had been a little over a mile in the woods. It was hard to get lost when we had the lake to lead us back the way we came. It didn’t look like anyone was around or would come here. I had already taken off the hat and shades a long time ago so my senses were at unobstructed. Would it be safe to do it here? How long would Elmira take to get tired? She looked out of breath as it was.
“This looks…” I hesitated. “Where would we… lay?” Nowhere looked comfortable to even take a seat, not for a city girl like me. Elmira had to treat me nice if she wanted any.
“Oh, it’s not so bad,” Elmira hurried to defend the place. “See over there?” she pointed a horrible spot. “It’s grassy all around; that means it’s soft.”
I wasn’t convinced, but Elmira had done her part and it would be just too shitty of me to not make a small concession. We moved upwards a small hill and despite my doubts we entered at a small thicket, crouching around vines and branches. It felt something like a primitive house; the thickness of the vegetation covered what little remained of the sun. Despite not needing it I turned on my phone for the sake of Elmira and for keeping appearances.
“Isn’t this nice,” Elmira tried to argue. “We almost have a roof, there’s space to move around, it’s soft and far away from anyone. Kind of romantic, isn’t it?”
I must have been too busy breaking a branch that got caught in my shirt to see her point, but I supposed it would do. So much for being treated nice.
“Okay, you’re in charge,” I declared. “What do we do now?” I wasn’t even nervous anymore; I just wanted this joke of an encounter to end. It was cold, damp and there was a few scents floating in the air that I did not care for.
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>>2194980 “First,” Elmira quickly recovered her spirits and spoke authoritatively, “I don’t know why you are still wearing clothes. Second, the ears? Those have to… stay,” she carefully added watching me fold my arms and frown my eyebrows
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I stripped for Elmira. The attention she gave to me was very flattering. I had to stand on my knees so the dead branches above would leave my clothes alone, but I did my best to put on a good show. I removed my shirt, shook my hips a bit, undid my pants, gave my back to the girl and mooned her. With panties on my knees, I removed my bra covering my breasts, gave her a wink, turned off the light of my phone and then bared it all.
Elmira did not complain about the lack of illumination. I had guessed from what she was doing with my underwear, but she wasn’t really a visual person. With deep sighs of anticipation, she removed her boxers, threw them aside without looking – a really, really, really stupid thing to do in a thicket if you were to ask me – and crawled to my encounter.
I gave my back to her and bent over in all fours, just as I promised I would. Elmira grabbed my left butt cheek and groped, then nuzzled her face all over my rear, sniffing and licking. I tried to enjoy having her explore me with her hands, spreading me, caressing me, teasing my most tender areas; but something was missing. I knew what it was when she planted a peck on my nether lips. If one was not good with their fingers, or not attractive enough to make me start up my insides just from just knowing they were close, they’d be better off just using their mouth.
Elmira started giving long and avid licks, lots of slurping. I enjoyed it and shortly after she had me all nice and soaked it down there.
“Now, this is where we left of,” she announced, and used one hand to spread my pussy and another to play with herself, then got her mouth close to me and started licking my insides.
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>>2194981 I didn’t hold back this time around either. It was very pleasurable and I moaned loudly and often, encouraging Elmira to keep up the good work.
Maybe because of course she had to be well versed in female anatomy, but Elmira had no problem giving me an orgasm; she came soon afterwards by self manipulation. We took a small break and carried on. I was ready to let her enjoy my body for as long as she wanted, but something caught my attention and I didn’t like it. My ears moved trying to pinpoint the location of the source, while Elmira kept blissfully ignorant, licking my vagina.
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a) Something big that smells like dog breath. Run! Run! Run!
b) A frisky couple is coming our way. I guess we were not the first ones to discover the thicket.
c) People are coming. They have flashlights. A camp game? Did I moan too loud?
d) Just a rabbit, carry on.
e) A rabbit! I want to catch it! (accelerates transformation)
f) Something else.
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>>2194982 A or C, whichever is more likely to result in the two not having time to pick up their clothes.
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>>2194982 A, my hunch tells me werewolf.
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>>2194982 A. Ditch the clothes for a quick and naked escape.
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>>2194982 It was a strong scent; that meant it had hair to keep it on. I smelled days old blood mixed with what I could discern and dog breath.
“EEEEEEEK!” I shouted, terrified, and kicked Elmira, who was tenderly tending to my vulva, without meaning to.
Shouting had been a stupid mistake; I had just given away our location.
“We have to get out of here!” I told Elmira. She had no idea of what had gotten into me.
I didn’t wait to explain the situation; I grabbed my phone in a panic and immediately dialed Erika, then grabbed Elmira’s hand and, ignoring the pain and discomfort of the dead branches breaking against our bodies and her protests, I kept going. It was a hard job; Elmira was skinny; but still a bit taller than me. More than anything, she was heavier to pull that I expected.
“Don’t you get it?” I fretted, starting to cry. “There are wild beasts heading our way! We have to get out of here!”
“Have you gone insane? I don’t hear anything.”
“Of course your dumb ape ears can’t pick it up! I bet you can’t even smell them,” I recriminated as if that was her fault for being a mere human. “Damn it! No signal!” I wailed, scared for my life.
“Are… are you for real? Are you seriously role-playing that your stupid hairband gives you super-hearing or something?”
I didn’t care anymore about something so trivial as being found out. Three wolves were at our heels, maybe more. I turned on the light of my phone against my face and raised my hair to show what I didn’t have to the sides of my head.
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>>2195045 “It is not a hairband,” I clearly enunciated, then sniffed a sob away and moved my ears around to show I had control over them. The intense light shining was a bother, and then not that much anymore; my eyes must have been turned into thin lines by now; and maybe even shone reflecting the phone’s lamp. “This is real, and we’re running for our lives.”
“W-wha…?” A more rational state of mind of myself would not have blamed Elmira for taking a few seconds to take in what I had just revealed; but it was not the time or the place. I kept yanking her hand and hurrying to go on.
“How… how the fuck did that happen to you?” Elmira couldn’t help but wonder.
“The water! Of course, I’m such a moron!” I said to myself, ignoring her. “Elmira, come here, we have to get into the water. It will mask our scent, and they can’t hunt us in there. Why didn’t I think of this sooner? Hurry!” I quickly mouthed.
I left my phone on the ground behind a rock; it was pointless to take a swim with it. I ducked and took a very brief pee so I could hopefully find the place again.
“T-this is crazy, unreal!” uselessly announced Elmira. “And… our clothes, what-?”
“They reek like us, if we’re lucky they’ll go for those first, and get slowed down by the thicket. Now come on! I swear that if they come within twenty yards I’ll ditch you and make a run for it myself!” I had no idea if I was being serious.
“Are you sure? Wolves? Here? So close to the camp?”
There was no point in talking back to her, answering her questions would raise more questions and make her spend breath and slow us down. The lake was a mere thirty yards away that felt eternal with Elmira, the slowpoke, getting dragged behind.
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>>2195046 “I can’t… keep… wait…!” she tried complaining but I wouldn’t have it. I had a few outs, maybe I could climb a tree or maybe even bolt sprinting; but this was Elmira’s only escape as far as I could see.
I didn’t like the idea of a cold swim on the evening, but I still felt immense relief when we reached a small four foot cliff; water was nice and deep below, we had done it.
“You can swim, right?” I asked Elmira internally praying for an affirmative answer. “You were in the pools, right?”
“N-not very well, no. B-but…!”
“Good enough!”
Elmira shrieked as I pushed her into the water. I took a quick whiff and got nothing; I gave a listen and heard something being torn out. I pulled my tongue out in the direction of the sound as a declaration of victory, and made a backflip into the water.
“C-cold!” I noticed after splashing, doing my best to not piss myself.
Elmira had not lied about her ineptitude in the water. I had to do half the work for her; so I was exhausted by the time the water depth subsided and we could finally wade across.
“So… are you a mutant? What is even…?” Elmira wondered, I knew full well that the talk was in inevitable, I just wanted to put it further.
“Can I tell you later? I just want to make it back to camp alive,” I whined. She left the topic alone; Elmira could tell I was deadly tired after helping her swim.
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>>2195047 We continued our aquatic stroll mostly in silence. We alternated between water and ground to cover ground quickly and making our presences as per my instructions. Elmira followed them through without complaining, and the moon was well up as the dominant source of light by the time we could see the easing sight of the wooden lodges in the distance.
“Walk of shame?” grimaced Elmira, knowing what waited for us.
“Walk of shame,” I confirmed. Or sneak of shame, whatever. I was alive.
a) Elmira’s cabin is closer. Time for nude introductions.
b) Aria thinks too many people know her secret as it was, she heads alone to her cabin.
c) Elmira accompanies Aria to her cabin, she must have that pair of underwear she was promised.
d) Dan’s cabin is very close nearby. The girls are cold and tired, they go ask for help.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2195048 C. Aria loses another pair of panties and we get to start the dares again.
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>>2195048 C, the dares are sorely missed
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>>2195048 A in order to finish the deal that gave Aria the tennis cloth so she can gave it back to the girl which she are not going to wear on the way back in order to prevent dirting them
But I am not sure if I get the description for option C, as in wasn't the pair of underwear now over the place they left near the lake? And her cabin mean Aria's cabin?
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>>2195057 Yeah; the her, his, she or he will be the last named person. Unless I'm doing it wrong.
There's a difference between the choices, the answer is hidden between the lines or has been referenced in the past.
Kogekisaru
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>>2195049 >>2195058 Oh, there was a vote option a little while ago about inducting Elmira into The Game, and C looks like it might lead to that.
Not particularly fond of the idea, so I'll switch to A just to be safe. If nothing major goes wrong at Elmira's we should still end up resuming The Game anyways.
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>>2195069 You probably want this. The original plan was to fill it out as it became relevant; but at least one other guy wants to destroy Aria's wardrobe, so here you go. A shame I can't format it for like in the original notes for ease of reading. Bump limit has been reached so we can post to our leisure.
UNDERWEAR:
BRAS:
Beat up blue sports bra (dirty)
White with Blue Polka dots, light blue ribbon (Elmira has it)
Red beaten up one (Medea broke it)
Light-blue bra (dirty)
White bra with black frilly borders (held by Duke)
PANTIES:
Black, lacey panties (dirty)
White with Yellow Polka dots, light blue ribbon (Elmira has it)
White panties with alternating purple and red horizontal stripes (Dan has them)
Purple Lycra briefs (held by Duke)
White pair with lacey borders
Plain white with pink ribbon
Plain white with pink ribbon
Yellow pair
Black tanga
Plain white
Red with transparent sides
Blue and red stripes
Blue with laces in front
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>>2195073 CLOTHES
PAJAMAS:
Pink with yellow, Lyrical Nanoha (getting dirty)
Yellow, Spongebob
Pink, hole in butt
TOPS:
White t-shirt (wearing)
Long sleeve button-blousse (dirty)
White undershirt (dirty)
Blouse (held by Tennis girl)
Blue baby doll (destroyed by Medea)
Red t-shirt
Button blue shirt
Blue jumper dress
BOTTOMS:
Blue jeans
Blue skinny jeans
Blue skinny jeans Levi's (held by Melanie)
Caqui shorts
Black mini-skirt
White knife-pleated skirt
SHOES AND ACCESSORIES:
White sneakers and socks (held by Elmira)
Black loafers (ruined)
Gold Earring
Baseball cap
Second and last pair of sneakers
7 clean pairs of socks
2 dirty pairs of socks
Blue ballerina flats
Brown slip-on shoes
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>>2195048 A. Would like to have the tennis clothes side quest done as soon a possible. I always hated having a backlog of side quests.
Aira can always do a dare over the phone, while she is at Elmira's cabin, for a change of pace. Well on second thought, as long as it does not effect Medea's magic spin the bottle plan thing.
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>>2195048 It´s not going to win, but out of principle I am voting D.
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>>2195069 Yeah, you found me out. There was a good reason, though. This had been foreshadowed long, long ago.
>>2195048 “My cabin is much closer,” Elmira rationalized. “Let’s go there for now. I’ll lend you something to wear. We’ll uh… figure something about your ears.”
I thanked her and decided to let her take charge. I was tired of being the lead. This has been probably the longest day of my entire life.
The night was young, all the lights were on and people were about. I couched close to the ground, and pounced from cover to cover as soon as I was sure there wasn’t anyone facing us. Elmira tried her best to follow me, but just couldn’t imitate my maneuvers or timing.
“Look, a streaker!” a girl pointed at Elmira; four people turned to her direction.
She was going to compromise my position anyway, so we just ran covering our chests, getting tortured by the phones pointed our way, and hoped for the best. I had it easier since I was faster and by the moment I was discovered I was closer to our destination, but it was still not an enviable position in any way.
I eagerly knocked on the door of Elmira’s cabin. They took their damn time opening while some assholes dared to videotape my butt; at least they were twenty feet away. Elmira had arrived to my side by the time they opened, and we quickly and rudely barged inside.
Leslie was in there; also other two other girls I didn’t know, one of which opened the door. Finally, there was a boy.
I shrieked, but thankfully was already covering. I lost no time to jump under the bed closest to the door.
“E-Elmira? What happened?”
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>>2195101 We were not a pretty sight. Elmira and I were still wet from our constant swimming, our feet were a mess, dyed brown by mud and of course we were completely naked.
I had to admire Elmira’s resolve. She kicked the door closed, covered her crotch with both hands and even though she was furiously blushing, she walked towards the boy and he moved to let her pass. She made it to her bed, showing her behind to all of us, and then grabbed her pillow to cover herself with.
“Sam, give the girl under your bed something to dry and cover herself,” she ordered, recovering her breath. “Brad, get the fuck out, I swear to God.”
Brad was a bit of a gentleman. If he was happy about what he just got to see he didn’t outwardly expressed it, and he hurried to obey Elmira after quickly saying bye to all three other inhabitants of the cabin. He didn’t address me and I internally thanked him for it.
After there was only girls left in the room, Elmira came out with the explanation that we were swimming on the lake deep in the forest and had lost our clothes to wolves, the rest of the story was pretty much what happened; she gave me credit of helping her swim. The girls were very impressed that we had encountered wild beasts so close to the camp, but believed us thanks to our pitiful entrance, naked and dirtied.
The two girls I didn’t know were named Samantha and Cindy. Samantha was Asian, almost as short as Leslie; she used glasses and was very slender. Cindy was by far the tallest girl in the cabin; she had a great body, and I liked her pretty light brown bangs.
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>>2195102 Sam, the Asian girl, offered me a towel when I came out of the bed. I had to pretend to dry my hair to cover my ears, even if it meant been completely exposed everywhere else in front of two people I had just met, which was never a pleasant feeling. Leslie wanted to lend me some clothes, but Elmira beat her to it and offered me at long, long last the tennis uniform I had been waiting for. It even came with a red baseball cap to cover my head, and a pair of socks and sneakers. It all was dirty and kind of smelly; but I didn’t care one bit.
I changed in the bathroom after cleaning myself to a humanly acceptable standard. All the girls were very understanding and offered me to let me rest or getting me anything I needed. I thanked them, but told them I would just rather go back to my own room, which was the truth.
Elmira led me outside. She had worn pajamas that made her again look like a boy.
“Thanks for everything, even if it didn’t go as planned,” she said to me. “I don’t know how I’m going to sleep tonight. I hope it doesn’t come out too creepy, but I really needed your… clothes for that.”
Yes, it kind of creeped me out, but I wouldn’t dare admit it. “I’ll get you another pair tomorrow. You like them used, right? Any preference for color?” I accommodated. Whether I was attracted to her or not, Elmira and I had been through a lot together, and it was in my best interest to be in friendly terms with people who knew about my condition. “Sorry, I ran out of bras, so I don’t think I can give you another pair.”
“Anything is fine, really! Are you sure it’s not too creepy or too much trouble? I know I’m pushing too hard for having your panties.”
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>>2195103 After lying to her face to make her feel better, I went on my merry way. I ran into Brad, the boy who had seen me naked; he was waiting outside the cabin, maybe expecting he’d be let in again. He did an awkward greeting my way; I covered my face lowering my baseball cap and just avoided eye-contact.
“Where have you been?” greeted me Erika as I made it past the unlocked door. Everyone was already there. “You two sure had stamina,” she joked.
“Oh! Adia has a boygriend?” asked Lisa in a guttural voice; she loudly sniffed and then blew her nose with a paper hanky on her hands. She was wearing very warm looking blue pajama set, her hair was loose and her eyes were reddened. She reeked of sickness.
“She’s been sick since morning,” explained Erika, as if I hadn’t figured that out myself.
“Thanks to someone!” Lisa bitterly accused, looking up to Carmen’s bed. “And I’ve been getting worse thanks to other someone!” she turned to Erika.
“It is for your own good,” solemnly insisted Erika.
“Aria, talk to her!” Lisa requested me. “She won’t give me my medicine back!”
“Because they’re not antibiotics! They’re poison or something!” confidently declared Erika. “I don’t care if you think me crazy. That old bat at the clinic is a Nazi madman; he’s been testing shit on us, and everyone is on it! I’m going to expose this whole camp for the farce it is.”
“Crazy bitch, you’ve gone mental!” shouted Lisa, she then coughed and blew her nose again.
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>>2195104 I looked at Medea with a raised eyebrow; she innocently shrugged, apologizing with a wry smile.
Oh, boy.
a) Leave that alone for now and start The Game.
b) Try to convince Erika to give Lisa’s antibiotics back.
In any case, it’s Carmen’s turn now. Who lost?
1) Aria is to go out in nothing but panties to the Cafeteria, and can’t return without having her bare bottom against a bench for a whole minute; see how she likes torturing people.
2) Erika is dared to administer the antibiotics to Lisa and shut the hell up about Nazis.
3) Medea is to wear a towel, flash someone outside and come back.
4) Lisa is dared to sit this one out and search a replacement. She’s in no condition and Carmen feels guilty.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2195105 A1. It's good to be back to the dares and it's good to start these dares off with a nice and daring one.
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I also vote A1!
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>>2195105 B. I am curious about what those antibiotics will do.
1. Good to see Carmen and Aria rivalry
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Welp, that was our whole audience. The tie isn't breaking, and Carmen's dares are mutually exclusive (she dares on personal grudges).
>>2195105 --------------
NIGHT 5
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Carmen had paid her dues; most of us were witnesses to her dedication to the dare. Erika asked for her phone number and after so long, she finally got all the nudes of the group. There was so much compromising footage of us floating around that it didn’t even seem like a big deal anymore.
I took the chance to have a little chat with Medea.
“What have you been telling Erika?” I half mocked, half worried.
“I merely noted that you had spent a suspiciously long amount of time at the clinic exactly the day before your transformation became readily apparent. I assure you, Erika came out with the hypothesis on her own.”
Both Medea and I sighed at the same time. It was better if we just let Erika have that idea for now. We assumed our positions and prepared to start The Game. Erika had at some point discarded the lifeguard’s clothing and was using a black set of underwear and a loose-fitting camisole. The second the game officially began, Carmen discarded her towel and wore a hot-pink shirt dress that looked a bit old-fashioned in my opinion; of course, she didn’t wear anything underneath; she was sitting cross-legged in front of me, having no trouble in giving me a view up her dress and into the cutest part of her body.
Medea's bottle spun around, ready to decide it's next victim. It landed on Carmen. She had a redo. Next time, it landed on...
a) Erika, but she refuses her challenge for the sake of Lisa. Penalty game!
b) Erika, she accepts giving the medicine to Lisa. Lisa will be okay-ish by morning.
c) Aria, she is to go out in nothing but panties to the Cafeteria, and can’t return without having her bare bottom against a bench for a whole minute.
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>>2195605 Hard to choose, but I think I'll go with B this time. I'm mildly concerned that the rest of us might get sick too and that's no fun.
(I'm sorry that I didn't switch my vote and break the tie if I was already leaning this way, I miscounted and thought 2 was already leading)
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>>2195605 B
I also thought 2 was already winning so I didn't vote, my apologies.
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>>2195605 Are you still doing the "if you haven't see the picture before it counts has 3 votes"?
B Rather have all the campers be healthy doing their dares.
Poor Lisa, maybe the next night you will have some good dares.
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B! Gotta stay healthy!
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I would personally prefer the first penalty game in the game (if I recalled correctly). A
Kogekisaru
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>>2195605 A, I feel like given Erika's history she would be strong enough in her convictions that she would rather make a martyr of herself and take the penalty game then give Lisa drugs she thought might hurt her. So going to have to make my vote A for character consistensy even though B looks like it will win.
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>>2195625 It'd be the second penalty, because Carmen tried to ignore her 'no underwear' dare and so we gave away all of her underwear.
Anonymous
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>>2195622 Don't remember that rule, unless I'm going insane. Images count for two votes; votes for several choices divide their value unless they're not mutually exclusive. That's all there is to it.
>>2195605 Erika.
Carmen didn’t think hard about it, she seemed to have figured out something beforehand.
“I don’t know or care if it’s a joke, or if you’re really going insane. It doesn’t matter. Just give Lisa her stuff back. No, actually; I dare you to administer it to her.”
“No,” Erika vehemently denied. “I refuse the dare. I don’t care what happens. This is for her own good. I… have undeniable evidence that something is going on! I just can’t show it because it’s very personal! Aria and Medea have both seen it, though. Go ahead, tell them!”
And just like that we were put on the spot. I wanted to keep my careless reveals to a daily minimum, so I had trouble thinking on what to say. I didn’t want to plainly deny it and hurt Erika’s feelings… she was doing this for me and because she cared. How to tell her she was wrong?
“You don’t have evidence,” Medea came to the rescue,” you have a hypothesis which heavily relies on baseless assumptions. You are rushing to conclusions.”
“And you’re not rushing enough!” countered Erika. “Are you seriously going to risk Lisa getting… done that to her? Become that?”
“It’s not so bad,” I mumbled, somewhat offended.
“O-of course it isn’t!” quickly apologized Erika. “B-but…! But…! Don’t you think people ought to know what they are getting into beforehand?”
She made a compelling argument.
“Yes, Medea; don’t you think so?” I accusingly asked to her.
“What are you people on about?” interrupted us Lisa. “What is the evidence, what is going on? Did you three have a bad trip together?”
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>>2195655 “The dare, or the penalty; if you may!” insisted Carmen.
“Alright, alright. Here’s what we’re going to do,” decided Erika. “Do you guys want compelling evidence? Oh, I’ll give you compelling evidence. Don’t come crying to me when shit hits the fan, though!” she warned. “Alright, Lisa; open up!”
“Ugh! Finally! Finally!” Lisa sarcastically sang, she was happy she was getting her stuff back but still seemed very annoyed. “Carmen, Medea; thank you.”
Erika pulled her camisole down and got a hand inside her bra; she took out a few small aluminum foil packages that I readily recognized. She opened one and took a white pill out. Erika stood, went to the bathroom for a second and quickly came out, heading for Lisa.
“Here comes the plane, say ‘Ahh!’” she joked.
“I remind you that I’m not Aria,” Lisa casually belittled me and went into all fours, then pushed her bottom up and her torso down. “If there’s any funny business I’ll kick you square in the face,” she warned.
“Don’t worry, you’re not my type,” Erika said, she had regained her good spirits. She fearlessly grabbed Lisa’s butt pushed it forwards upwards a bit more, and then pulled the blue pajama bottoms and white cotton panties down without any resistance or hesitation whatsoever. Lisa’s bum was facing away from me, so I was missing the action shot and there was no way I could reposition myself without coming out as a huge perv.
“Too old, right?” Lisa mocked. “You damned pedophile.” Erika chuckled.
“B-but I’m older than…” I tried to protest, but my voice was quickly drowned.
“Hhhhnggh! E-easy!” Lisa complained. “One fucking finger at a time!”
“It’s one finger, crybaby!” Erika defended herself. “Now shut up. I’m not exactly thrilled to get my hands dirty inside your sewage.”
“Aahh! Aaahh! I told you no funny business!” Lisa pleaded, but she didn’t fulfill her threat to kick anyone.
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>>2195657 “I’m trying to make the damn thing stick,” explained Erika. “Will you stay still? You’re shaking your ass like you want some. There! Phew… you’re a very though customer.”
“You just don’t know how to… ahhh!!” Lisa moaned as the fingers came out. “…how to do it right!”
“The thing is done. Let me go wash my hands; and don’t ever forget that I fucking warned you! I hope you turn into a hyena or something. Let’s see if you believe me, then.”
a) Aria. Erika will go really easy on her. You have been warned.
b) Medea. Erika feels like finding out what face she makes during orgasm, and dares her to get herself off.
c) Carmen. She is to obtain twenty bucks from people. It’s up to her how.
d) Lisa. She is to lick the fingers that were inside of her. They have been properly washed; Erika is just messing around.
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>>2195658 C. It could lead to a pretty fun and embarrassing scene (one that Carmen might like, honestly), and if it's Carmen's turn next she might pry further into what Erika's been saying (There's no way Aria's going to keep her catgirlness a secret from Lisa and Carmen so may as well reveal it on our terms).
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>>2195658 B
I am also interested in knowing what kind of face she makes during orgasm.
Kogekisaru
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>>2195658 B, we could use a bit more Medea
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>>2195658 B, even better if it happanes outside the cabin, in a place where they might be seen.
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>>2195655 I am the insane one. I imagined something that didn't happen and didn't even bother to check previous posts. I am sorry about that.
>>2195658 C. This dare sounds fun there are many ways to go about this dare, compared to the other choices.
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>>2195658 B, hopefully C is an option later
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>>2195658 Erika took like three minutes with the sink. Once she came out, Lisa asked for the other two suppositories Erika still held. They bickered for a while. Lisa ended up digging in Erika’s bra for her stuff, whining about the amount of molestation she had to endure in order to obtain those.
“Do you feel any lumps, since you’re already there?” fretted Erika.
Their little scuffle finished, they both seated mumbling curses to one another. Erika spun the bottle, it was fairly ambiguous whether it landed on Carmen or Medea; but after a close examination from a neutral judge – Lisa – Medea was deemed the loser.
“I got a good one for you, shorty,” Erika announced. “Stuff has been real easy for you as of late, don’t you think?”
“You had me sneak naked into a cottage full of boys,” shorty defended herself.
“I did? Oh, right. I was told about that one. Shit. Anyway… I still got a good one for you.”
Erika wanted to see Medea’s expression of utmost passion, since in Erika’s words, she just couldn’t picture it. Medea could use anything, or anyone she wanted – previous agreement – to get herself off. The toys that had been given to me in my prototype cat form were still around; I reminded Medea trying to help since the last time the vibe got attached to me I came even without meaning to; but she refused the help.
“I’m usually against your dyke shit,” argued Lisa, the girl who had gotten herself fingered without any resistance, “but this time I’m curious. Medea does look like a creepy doll all of the time. It would be good to see some emotion.”
“I assume you expect me to disrobe myself?” casually asked Medea.
“Up to you,” clarified Erika. “Whatever it takes; I don’t care. I am taking a picture of your face during; though. It’s going to be my new background for a week.”
“How… flattering.”
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>>2195716 But disrobe herself she did. Medea removed her T-shirt dress by unbuttoning it and letting it gracefully fall to the floor in a very feminine gesture; she then slid down her white panties, carefully untangled them and let them atop her dress. She was left wearing only her bra.
Medea walked to the center of the circle, removing her decanter and sitting in front of Erika and me. Carmen stayed silent in her place of the room; Lisa crawled to get a place from where she could get a good look. I was about to call her out on the “dyke shit” she hated so much, but thought better of it.
“I find it more comfortable using my own hands,” expressed Medea. While her face wasn’t as deeply red as mine tended to go, it was still the most color I had seen out of her yet.
Erika took out her phone.
“Lights, camera, action!” she teased. Medea frowned a little. “Don’t worry; it’s just for your face. All your good bits won’t come out.”
Medea opened and bent her legs. Her left hand was supporting her weight on the floor, her right moved to her most tender area. Medea’s pussy was very aesthetically pleasant; it was perfectly symmetrical, perfectly shaved hairless, and completely closed.
Her technique wasn’t very stellar. Medea used her finger to slowly go in and out, exposing a little of her pink insides to us in the process. When a clear, viscous liquid started covering her index, Medea made us of her middle as well. She eventually started to pick up speed.
The high-pitched, little exclamations that came out of her mouth were the cutest I had ever heard; her cheeks started toning pink over her pale face and her lips looked red; almost as if she was wearing make-up. I fought very hard to keep my hands and legs still, reminding myself that Lisa was just to my side.
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>>2195717 Medea closed her eyes, lifted her butt a little off the floor and went even faster, now using three fingers alternatively. Her breaths became deeper and faster, her legs tensed up.
The cries of passion of the little alchemist were a delight, she sounded almost like a flute. Erika had stopped smiling; she often swallowed while recording Medea’s face. Lisa was flushed, and was the closest of all the three of us to the show. She was lying flat on the floor face down with her feet giving little kicks and her elbows propping her head up; Lisa had a face of deep fascination and was almost as red as Medea herself. Me? I tried to look away every now and then so I could calm myself down. I was wearing a very short skirt and no panties; I seriously hoped I hadn’t made a wet spot on the floor.
“I’m… I’m… I’m close!” Medea announced. “L-Lisa, you may want… to…. Ahhh!”
But she couldn’t issue her warning in time. Lisa got sprayed by clear droplets directly from Medea’s vagina from over three feet away. Lisa jumped back and spat while Medea had temporarily lost control of her abdominal muscles, which kept twitching while she cried like a small animal in pain. Erika stood up to get a better shot, far more interested by the face than the genitals. At the same time, I felt an unequivocal sensation inside my loins myself; it was the same that happened while I was pleasing Erika.
I couldn’t hold back. I snuck a hand beneath my skirt and found my slit, just a few seconds of manipulation were needed for the relief I wanted. I closed my eyes and tried to keep a still face, biting my lower lip trying not to get my fangs involved. I turned away from my roommates, hoping everyone was too busy to notice that more than one girl had just climaxed.
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>>2195718 Medea lay on the floor for a short while, her small chests going up and down with her breathing. She stood up, moved some of the hair sticking to her face, and clothed herself. I thought I could relate with the deep feelings of shame Medea must be troubling herself with that instant, so I went to her for if she needed to talk to someone. She quickly dismissed my suspicions, telling me she was perfectly fine.
“You really have no idea of how covens work, do you, Aria?”
a) Aria loses. She is to sign her name on a piece of paper with her butt.
b) Erika loses. She is to find a boy, ask him to “hold everything she’s wearing while she stretches”, do a few exercises, grab her clothes back and leave without explanation.
c) Carmen loses. She has half an hour to kiss five people.
d) Lisa loses. Medea is going to make a very nasty concoction and requires Lisa to drink it all no matter how it tastes.
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>>2195719 Sure D sounds interesting.
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>>2195719 D would be interesting for the magic factor but if it *is* magic then Medea's once again using up the magic that she's gathered and that'd be sad.
B and C are more interesting, I'm leaning towards C but may end up switching.
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>>2195719 D. Trust Medea's potions they work. Lisa will feel better after drinking it, probably? If not, surprises are nice in a story.
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>>2195746 Switch to D assuming Medea is going to make her become a little wired tentatively in order to deepen the group's intrust against the doctor and further ease the need for explanation from Maeda/Aria
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>>2195732 With the votes falling this way I'm going to switch to B, tying it with D and letting the sixth vote tiebreak.
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>>2195748 Or, well, not tying I guess. Ah well.
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>>2195749 Don't worry too much about it. Vote to whatever you want happening. Once 6 votes come along I'll figure something out. The last one was only an exception because Carmen's dares are very unique, there was A to get through, all the audience had most likely voted and it had been a long time without a story. Needless to say, that is not something that would happen often. The story is resilient enough to deal with ties.
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>>2195750 He's probably just trying to be strategic and vote in a way that can make it more likely to avoid D As it would become a B:D tie after his changed vote if not for my changes that nullified it
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>>2195768 Yeah, I liked B and C about equally and preferred both to D so when I saw that D was winning but B was more popular than C I switched. Mostly though I feel a little silly for not seeing your updated vote before I posted my revision.
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>>2195773 As long as you're having fun.
>>2195719 Erika was on her bed, kicking the bunk above, laughing about what happened to Lisa so hard it looked like it hurt.
“You could have warned me you were a damned squirter!” Lisa reproached Medea after she had cleaned her face and was done belching.
“Excuse me. I was very unaware of my surroundings for most of the… experience. I did not expect you to be so close to my vagina.”
Lisa huffed, all she could do since she couldn’t find anyone to blame. While everyone was distracted I cleaned the small mess I made on the floor myself with my sock; I did a fairly okay job.
“What does Medea taste like?” asked Erika between laughs.
“Same as your toy over there,” Lisa pointed at me. “Shut up and roll the fucking thing already!”
Lisa was in a very foul mood tonight; she couldn’t keep from finding reasons to fight Erika. Erika was a nearly impossible target; she hardly ever took anything seriously, joked all the time and loved teasing people; all Lisa was doing was giving her ammunition for Erika to keep it up. A truly vicious cycle.
“But shorty, you have a nice orgasm face,” Erika started teasing her next victim when Erika had worn herself out due to her stuffy nose. “It’s really adorable. The orgasm facial was also a nice touch.”
But Erika had met her match. Medea refused to budge or get embarrassed about what happened. It wasn’t as if Medea didn’t have several blatantly obvious weak points to exploit, it just took someone really far more heartless than Erika to bring those up.
Once the discussion about what happened had quieted down, Medea took her turn. The loser of the round was Lisa; I felt bad for her, losing and being sick couldn’t go well together.
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>>2195782 “I dare you drink a concoction brewed by me,” said Medea. “No matter the taste or the ingredients; you will drink it.”
“A non-embarrassing dare for once,” noted Carmen. It wasn’t a complaint, she was just noting it was unusual.
“And what is this brew of yours going to have?” wondered Lisa. “Piss, minced earthworms, pubes?”
“Keep giving her ideas,” suggested Erika.
“I cannot tell you, it would defeat the purpose,” Medea stressed. “All I can do is promise it won’t have anything that could damage your health.”
“Like half of it is going to be your pussy juice, isn’t it?” paled Lisa with a whine or resignation. “Yeah; fine. I accept the dare.”
“How about a snail?” Erika chimed in. “I’ve seen snails around, and French people eat them so they can’t be all that bad. Maybe an itty bit of toilet water. And all of us should spit in it, of course.”
“Shit…” lamented Lisa, covering her face with her hands.
“I shall brew the mix in private,” said Medea dismissing Erika’s ideas. “Aria may accompany me if you want a witness to vouch for the safety of the experiment,” she offered.
“Aria, do you like it when Erika gets you off?” asked me Lisa out of the blue.
“W-what? Why w-would you…?” I dumbly stuttered, flaring up.
“Yeah, she can be the witness,” agreed Lisa. “This girl cannot lie. She’s too transparent. Shit… I swear to God, if it tastes like piss I’ll spit it on your face.”
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>>2195783 Medea grabbed a bunch of rags from her things and asked me to follow her into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me. Medea uncovered her little wooden chest and kissed the fancy golden lock at the front, opening it. She grabbed a small, empty vial and expertly poured different kinds of powders, most of them black, from small plastic bags. She pricked her finger with a needle, squeezed a very odd smelling droplet into the mix, and finished with tap water. The resulting liquid was of a light red.
“Is that what I think it is?” I asked.
“If you think it is a quick remedy that instantly closes small wounds and gets rid of most minor afflictions, you would be correct. A panacea like this is very hard to come by; most cannot have the luxury to procure the blood of my kind. I only used a drop so it will be slow-acting. Lisa should become healthy sometime during her sleep as opposed to immediately.”
“That’s nice of you!” I congratulated her on her helpful nature. “I would have liked it if you had made something like that for me two days ago, though.”
“I was going to; I will have you know I see it as my responsibility to keep you all healthy. Then, of course, you procured something far better. You must be aware of it by now; cat skin cannot be sunburned. Most viruses and bacteria should also have a hard time figuring out your… peculiar body. I am aware of it; I have an acquaintance with a condition similar to yours. For as much as you fret about your so called curse, I would say I gave you a very desirable reward for your oath to me.”
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>>2195784 I wasn’t so sure about that. Thinking about it, didn’t Medea mention her potions usually had side-effects?
Medea used the opportunity to clean her crotch a bit. I respectfully looked away, even though she explicitly said she did not mind. We opened the door out of the bathroom.
“What the hell is that?” asked Lisa seeing the small vial on my hand. No doubt she expected something murky and gray.
Still, she agreed to drink it, after carefully sniffing it; something very dumb considering her condition.
“Tastes like… cherry?” she commented, then gulped it down. “What the hell did you put in it?”
“Aria?” prompted me Medea.
“It is perfectly safe to drink, although you’re much, much better not knowing what it was,” and that was technically the truth.
“It was pussy juice and soda, wasn't it?” Lisa brooded.
a) Aria is to go trick or treating. She can wear any mask she wants, and nothing else. She can come back after ten cabins of ten treats, whatever happens first.
b) Erika must find and egg, put said egg in her vagina, and act like a chicken, laying an egg in front of someone.
c) Carmen hopefully has improved, because she is to return to play card games against Dan (C1 for auto-lose mode; C2 for random chance).
d) Medea is send her orgasm face to all the contacts on her phone; all of them.
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>>2195782 Yeah, I am. This whole story is amazing.
>>2195785 A. A nice long and very embarrassing dare is perfect right now.
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>Red character profiles >Medea has the body of a 13 years old
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>>2195785 A. Seems fun. Though people who know Aria, will know it's her under the mask. If they get a good look at her cat ears. Because who else has or wears cat ears in the camp?
A. Has my vote. But B. seems like it would be hilarious for Erika to perform. Could this be saved for later?
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>>2195785 B, really I'm voting this way to take it easier on Aria, given some of the shit she has already gone through tonight.
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>>2195785 “Was one of the ingredients cherry flavoring?” I whispered Medea while the room waited for Carmen to be done with a phone call; it was a mystery who was she talking to because she just didn’t feel like using English.
“That was the blood,” she casually admitted.
“Your blood tastes like cherries?” I asked, curious. It didn’t smell that way to me.
“Like indistinct canned fruits in syrup; just much milder. It is hardly any sweeter than regular blood.”
“You think blood tastes sweet??”
“Do you not?”
I had Medea unblock her phone for me, and even though the signal was crap, I managed to make an online search to show Medea how wrong she was.
“I was unaware of this!” she told me, alarmed. “A-a few things that had escaped my comprehension until now suddenly make sense.”
Carmen rudely asked Erika and Lisa to be silent. Erika was trying to make the blonde sick… sicker by listing and theorizing what ingredients could Medea have used for the drink. The Game resumed after the phone call. I was the loser of the next round.
“I’ve been saving this one for you,” forebode a sneering Lisa, rubbing hands together. “Strip!”
Lisa would have me go treat-or-treating a few months earlier around nearby cabins. I could cover my face however I wanted, but I was required to be nude otherwise. My objective was to obtain either ten treats or to visit a maximum of ten lodges. I could only visit a maximum of five on the girl side, and my first visit had to be for boys.
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>>2195917 “Shit, that’s pretty hardcore,” noted Erika. “You’re gonna show poor Aria around a lot.”
“Tell you what? I’ll make it easier,” mocked Lisa. She fashioned a Medallion of out of paper tissues and a string. It made it all the way to my hips. “This should cover your pussy if you don’t move. You’re only required to show anything to the ones that treat you. No one gets a free show!”
“Except Aria’s tits,” disagreed Carmen. She wasn’t being mean, she actually looked worried. “This is a really extreme one.”
That made it worse. I was under the impression that I could cover with my hands. Now I actually had to flash people. This was out of control.
“It will be fine as long as we cover her face properly,” dismissed Lisa. “No one even has to know it is even her. Alright; what do you want to be, Aria? And stop the waterworks, crocodile tears won’t save you.”
Some of Erika’s stuff was in a cardboard box. She allowed a piece to be taken, cut into a circle shape and have a very badly drawn witch face on one side. It had holes for my eyes and a rubber band so it could be secured to the back of my head. I didn’t see myself in the mirror, but I had it in good authority I looked stupid. Medea lent me a pointy had she just happened to have around, and I was very happy to see black sheets turned into a cape. At least I could only be seen from the front. I was handed a paper bag and then sent into the outside with all four other girls following me a good distance behind. The rest was up to me.
I just chose the cabin in front of ours on the boy side. With my heart threatening to jump out of my chest and still not having properly stopped crying, I stepped into their porch and knocked on the door. They took nearly a minute to answer, I had to knock again.
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>>2195918 “T-trick… Trick or t-treat!” I barely managed to spurt out, my eyes were losing focus and I felt lightheaded. A tall guy had answered the door; he had a goatee and a dumb-looking ponytail.
“W-wow…” he exclaimed with exaggerated facial movements. “Just... wow. Whoever is making you do this, you should probably reconsider your friendships.”
He was kind enough to half-close the door so no one else inside could see.
“P-lease, treat…” I sniffled.
He came back with some tic-tacs, apologizing he didn’t have anything else. I thanked him and then as I was supposed to do moved the paper tissues to the side to show this stranger my bald genitals. He made another exclamation of surprise, one more of concern, and then closed the door wishing me luck. I heard rapidly approaching steps behind me.
Erika grabbed me from the back before I fell. “This isn’t going to work if she swoons after every visit,” I could heard her say.
“Okay, maybe I overdid the dare a bit,” admitted Lisa. “I forgot this is crybaby we’re dealing with, the most delicate flower in the garden. Let’s go with the girls next; if she gets nine more treats with them she’ll be fine.”
“Splash some water on her face,” Carmen suggested.
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>>2195920 There is a long way to go. Vote on three options. Aria will visit those in order of votes. Remember once she gets ten treats she’s done.
a) Girls. Elmira’s cabin.
b) Boys. Dan’s cabin.
c) Girls. Lillie’s cabin (cat dare cabin).
d) Boys. Duke’s cabin.
e) Girls. Mean girls who torture Aria.
f) Boys. Drunken frat boys having a party.
g) Girls. Kind girls who hand Aria 5 treats.
h) Boys. Cabin who saw Lisa bathe from the back.
i) Girls. Melanie and Jill’s cabin.
j) Boys. Mean molester.
k) Girls. Andrea’s cabin.
l) Boys. A gay guy answers.
m) Specify what kind of people she would meet.
//Updated character notes here:
https://pastebin.com/4VDE0Tjj //If the options don’t convince you, pick someone else to visit. There’s plenty to choose from.
//Read protagonist entries AT YOUR OWN RISK. Spoilers in there. Maybe.
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>>2195922 Shit.
Andrea is the exhibitionist girl at the pool; the tall brunette.
I didn't remember I hadn't stated her name.
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>>2195922 B for sure, A should lead to a suitably awkward moment, and D to give Aria a good frighten.
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>>2195922 This seems like an opportunity to interact will character that have had little to no interactions with Aria.
K. Andrea seem like she will be a cool customer and she can give some highlights of the lifeguard's humiliation. Maybe she is curious about Aria's dare might tag along.
I. it would be nice if Melanie and Jill came back into the story.
E. Maybe Aria can get more toys from these girls to use in later dares. (like rope used for shibari, more vibrators, or something else?)
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Just picked a few abd random and it seems like it would do the job.
And do you have a map for yourself regarding positioning of cabins?
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>>2195952 I've been meaning to. I haven't mapped all the 100 campers yet.
No other reason other than being lazy. I'll try to get it done.
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>>2195922 A, if Elmira answers she might even recognize the pussy she just ate.
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>>2195922 FJ
M one of the adult's cabins the creepy doc
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>>2195922 A,B,C to make it easy
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>>2195922 All three of my votes on j
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ISP issues, again. Instead of writing spent day shouting at people over the phone. Hope the length of this part is worth the wait.
>>2195922 I wasn’t able to speak back to Lisa and her derogative insinuations calling into question my mental fortitude, but I deeply resented it. I wasn’t delicate, I had been through a lot, and the only reason I faltered was because it had been a very long day and I had just run from wild beasts for my life, so of course I was a little anemic.
Motivated to prove Lisa wrong, I decided heading towards a boy’s cabin once again. I should have headed directly to that cabin from the beginning. It couldn’t be that embarrassing if everyone in there had already seen me naked, right?
Wrong.
After I insistently and rudely knocked, Dan’s shortest friend answered the door. He wasn’t even taken aback by my peculiar appearance; he ogled me from top to bottom, stopping longer at my breasts. There was nothing I could do to stop him, my hands were busy holding the paper bag and making sure the ridiculous medallion tissue didn’t fly and exposed my most private areas any more than strictly necessary.
“T-trick of tr-” I stuttered.
“Fuck yeah!” he rudely interrupted. “Guys, guess who’s back?”
The door to the cabin fully opened and four eager guys faced my naked body with lascivious eyes. I focused on breathing, saying to myself that no matter what I wouldn’t faint.
The second tallest guy stepped forward after they all had inspected my exposed breasts to their leisure, grinning their faces off. “What’s the deal this time?” he asked. “You’re uh… the short girl with the stupid game, right? The one who kicked The Pantybringer’s balls.” And there went my hopes that they wouldn’t recognize me.
“Thanks for the show at the infirmary,” mocked the shortest “Some top grade stuff; want the pictures?” he took out his phone.
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>>2196175 Their comments were worse than their stares. I suddenly regretted my decision of coming here.
“Don’t scare her away, you morons,” Dan chimed in. “Alright; what’s the game this time? You started already naked.”
“J-just… trick… or treat,” I squeaked, reminding myself that if I looked to my feet the mask wouldn’t cover as much; I had to keep my neck straight.
“So, you want candy? What happens if we give you some?” he inquired.
“I… I move the…” I couldn’t finish, but pointed at my crotch. They immediately got my meaning.
“Sure, we got stuff to give you,” the tallest behind Dan said.
The boys jumped into action, giving me a much needed respite of being the sole source of attention. They all went to their bags and cases; they started digging through their stuff. Each of them had something different. I got a can of Sprite, a Mars bar, a warm beer and a crushed bag of Lay’s. Luckily for me, they figured they had to give me a treat each.
Dan gathered it all and hurried to place it in my paper bag; Meanwhile I couldn’t help but notice that the little perverts had hanged my underwear on the wall; it would be more embarrassing if not for the fact seemingly all of them had pictures of me when my dress flipped upward with the thermometer still inserted in my bum at the infirmary; I still had to come to terms with that and it would probably take two to three good cries in the arms of someone who smelled nice.
“So, the payment, if you please,” Dan got me back from the nightmarish scenarios in my head back to my nightmarish reality.
They already had pictures, they already had pictures; I kept repeating to myself. It didn’t make it any easier, just made me feel worse. I moved the crotch-covered to the left to several exclamations of appreciation and a whistle; the lightheadedness came back.
“Can I go, now?” I pleaded.
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>>2196176 “Easy, girl! We’re just having fun!” reassured me Dan. “No need to cry, these sorts of things unavoidable in camps with people our age. I got kicked in the balls, some asshole stole my soccer ball and uh… I’m preeeetty sure our cabin is haunted” he grimaced, shivering a bit, “but you have to look at the bright side of things, okay?”
Dan placed his hand on my shoulder, using my cape to cover my left boob as if that helped. I still thanked him. The boys cheerfully sent me away and closed the door when they realized they couldn’t see my butt as I turned.
I was halfway there. I had to be brave. It was as Dan said; these things happen in camp. I just had to move past it.
I picked the cabin just to the side of Dan’s. I would make it quick and painless. Say my phrase, grab my treats, and walk away. I knocked, decided. Trick or treat. Trick or treat. The door opened.
“Trick or…!”
Duke answered the door. He was wearing a wife beater; it suited him well. He grinned from ear to ear in a disgusting way.
“We-he-he-l!” What do we have here?” he licked his lips. I backed away.
“Who’s at the door, Duke?” a voice said behind him. He ignored it. He kept walking forward, I kept walking backwards.
“Those are some nice tits, but your cunt is covered. Where’s the fun in that?”
He reached for my cover. His hand was gripped by a much slender one. “Back the fuck off, Duke. I’m warning you,” roared Erika I didn’t even hear her coming. “Go away, kid; you’re not getting anything out of this piece of shit,” she said to me.
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>>2196177 I hurried to obey; not even resenting she had called me ‘kid’; I knew she meant to just not use my name. Carmen and Lisa received me, coming out from their hideout to the side of Duke’s cabin. We turned to contemplate the situation, worried.
“Oh, you’re warning me? And what are you going to do?” amusedly quizzed Duke, easily freeing his arm from Erika’s grip.
“What? You’re going to fight a girl, you dickless coward?” she pressed.
“Maybe. If you piss me off,” he elevated his tone.
“Alright, though guy. Give it your best shot. I’m right here!” Erika spread her arms, looked up to fearlessly face Duke and dared him.
Duke quickly went into a striking pose. No reaction from Erika. He feigned a one-two on her. Erika didn’t even blink. Without any warning, he pulled Erika’s black panties down to the ground, roughly grabbing them from the front; she still didn’t budge. Duke’s smirk transmuted into a frown. “Pfft,” he exclaimed with scorn, spit to the ground next to Erika, and then he turned back to this cabin, slamming the door shut.
“Who was it?” a voice asked from inside.
“SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP, THAT’S WHO IT WAS!”
Erika casually fixed her underwear back on, and walked to the group. “You okay, Aria?” she selflessly asked. To my ears, at that instant it seemed like Medea suddenly materialized herself just behind Carmen. It startled the crap out of me.
“That was so brave!” I praised Erika in deep admiration
“Oh, it was nothing. I’ve dealt a lot of his type over the years. A lot of talk, that’s all they have. You shouldn’t go into that cabin, though. That guy’s Duke; he’s an ass. The guy is bad news for scaredy c-… scaredy rabbits such as you.”
With the confidence that I had good friends watching my back, and that this was nothing more than a game in good fun just like Dan said, I tried another cabin, this time on the girl side; it was better to stick to the places I knew.
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>>2196178 I knocked the door, expecting either Elmira or Leslie to greet me. I liked Leslie best, but Elmira was also okay because I didn’t feel an ounce of shame in front of her anymore.
“Trick or t-… shit. Trick or treat!” I said, trying to deepen my voice to mask it. Brad, the boy from before, stood in front of me, dumbfounded.
“It’s uh… your friend from before,” he said, nervously. He tried not to look directly at my boobs and opened the door further, moving aside to show me four girls in sleepwear.
“Aria? What in the-?” tried asking me Elmira.
“I’m in a dare. I have to go treat or treating naked. Can you please help me?” I quickly explained.
“Sure…”
The dumb mask didn’t even do its job, apparently. I took it off. I accepted the invitation inside; using my cape to shield myself from that Brad guy, knowing for the interrogative stares dedicated my way that I was making a huge fool out of myself. I calmly explained with more detail what was going on and that I needed five treats if they had them.
“You’re doing this for a dare?” questioned Leslie. “This is so hard core! I haven’t even seen things this extreme on TV.”
“It kind of escalated out of control; every dare is worse than the last,” I clarified.
While Leslie and Elmira talked to me, the other members looked around for stuff to give me. Leslie quenched her thirst for knowledge fairly soon and left me alone when she finally, finally realized that it was hard enough for me and I didn’t want to talk about it.
“I’m not going to lie, this is hella sexy,” whispered Elmira, who was sitting next to me, helping me cover the essentials from the rest, especially from Brad. I didn’t want to be rude, so I tolerated her attempts to try and sneak her fingers inside of me without people noticing. She succeeded twice, for seconds at a time. I was completely dry down below, though. This was not the least amusing to me in any way possible.
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>>2196179 After a systematized search, Elmira and her minions apologized they didn’t have the five treats I needed. I was handed two different packs of gum, a lollipop, and Brad joined in with a Ferrero Rocher. I was one treat short.
Thanking everyone for their help, I left the cabin after asking Elmira to cover Brad’s eyes while I flashed everyone my vagina, explaining that it was in my contract. It was not as if they hadn’t seen it before.
With just one more unspecified thing to obtain, I tried cheering myself up. I was very nearly done. Not having the heart to return to the boy’s side no matter what Lisa could think of me, I picked the cabin that was exactly to the side of Elmira’s. I put the mask back on, and then knocked.
“Yes?” a bored looking blonde girl in underwear answered. She was chewing gum. I smiled; they had something to give me.
“Trick or treat!” I said it correctly for once, extending my bag forward.
She raised her eyebrows, unimpressed.
“Are you for real?” she was resting her shoulder against the door’s jamb. She made a pink bubble with her gum, popped it, and then opened the door further with her feet. “Hey, girls; check this dork out.”
Four other girls were inside in various states of undressing; but no one had tits out in the open, I was still the only one.
“What is your deal?” one of them asked me, laughing at me.
“Trick or treat,” I repeated. “I’m in a dare. You would really help me out it…”
“In a dare, she says.”
“What a whore.”
“And what do we get out of it?” the bored girl at the door asked. "Why should we give you shit?"
“W-well,” I thought of an argument. “You get to… see me?”
“Oh! We got to see your tits, how fucking great!” she sarcastically jeered while her friends laughed. She raised her bra shamelessly. “There, what do I get?” I didn’t know how to answer that. “See? Not that easy, huh?”
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>>2196180 “We’ll give you something if you earn it,” one of the girls inside declared. The others nodded. “Dance like a monkey. Take off the mask.”
All eyes were on me, no one said a word. I didn’t like the prospect of having to go to yet another cabin, so I decided to obey. I carefully took off the mask so my hat could stay in place, and started jumping up and down like a monkey. They all cruelly laughed.
“Now squeeze your tits,” ordered me the girl at the door.
I did.
“Harder.”
I did. It hurt.
“On your knees.”
I obeyed.
“Lose the cape. Turn around. Bend over.” I did all she asked. “Spread your legs. Good girl.”
She took off the gum in her mouth, and placed it on my anus. She gingerly spread it apart to cover it completely to the cheers of her friends.
“There’s your treat. Now, scram!”
“EEEEK!” she kicked me right in the butt.
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>>2196182 “Holy shit!” she said, laughing hysterically. “Did you see that bitch jump?”
She slammed the door shut. I could hear cruel insults and derides from their room.
Medea, Carmen, Lisa and Erika walked to me. I was where I landed after my leap, in all fours; pouting, my cheeks inflated, my eyes pressed shut, snot was coming out of my nose.
“That counts… in case you were wondering,” readily conceded me Lisa. They had seen the whole thing. “Fucking bitches… what’s their problem?”
Erika kneeled to hug my face. “It’s fine if you let it out,” she advised me. I allowed myself to cry; not out of shame or sadness, but out of impotent rage.
“I shall… remove the piece of gum before it dries,” offered Medea.
a) Medea loses. Aria dares her to retrieve the lost phone. She should have no problem.
b) Erika loses. Aria is far too grateful of her to ask anything significant. She’s dared to get naked.
c) Carmen loses. She’s required to lay an egg in front of someone. Egg goes where?
d) Lisa loses. Aria wants her to go to Dan’s, and ask the boys to milk her. She must moo as her tits are squeezed over a bucket.
//Tomorrow's gonna be a slow day. I gotta fix this ISP business.
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>>2196183 X. Erika lost. She is dared into helping Aria in setting up a trap in front of the cabin of the last group of girls
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>>2196183 Long update was definitely worth the wait.
A... I'm not sure. On the one hand, Aria should probably get her phone back, on the other hand she shouldn't get her clothes back, and she lost them at the same place. That said, she's probably going to go looking for it tomorrow anyways, and with the terms of the dare Medea might not bring back Aria's clothes (and, of course, they might just be gone, taken by the wolves or other woodland creatures).
Can't really think of any good way to lewd up the dare, but I'll vote A.
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>>2196187 between X and A.
Getting the phone back should be of one of the top concern of the group right now with their nude photo and whatever else Aria have taken in the phone, if the situation is not to be controlled as soon as possible then there would be a chance for someone picking the phone up and start blackmailing and then fun would be over.
Hope Aria have set a lockscreen password and hope she keep the GPS signal on and it still have battery so that those find device function would still work and rhus ordinary mean can be used to retrieve the phone instead of magic.
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>>2196183 D, Lisa needs more dares.
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>>2196183 A, maybe a group endeavor, or should at least have aria as a witness, I'd hate to have all the action off screen
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>>2196207 Maybe that update could be from Medea's perspective?
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>>2196208 >>2196207 >>2196199 Aria kind of has to go, she just doesn't dare to do it alone at night. No one else has any chance of finding the phone; signal is lost in the forest.
She can track it no problem. She already said how she plans on doing it.
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>>2196183 D, Lisa had been a complete bitch who should have some comeuppance heading her way
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>>2196183 Medea quickly removed the chewing gum, even if she was somewhat invasive and took a few liberties with my body. I was still angry about the whole incident after we made it back to the room.
“I, uh… that dare played differently on my mind,” said Lisa as a form of apology. “If I lose I’ll take whatever you have to dish out. And… sorry for calling you crybaby. That was unfair, I would have cried, too.”
I nodded in appreciation. If she was playing me so I didn’t go so hard on her, Lisa had another thing coming, though.
I didn’t dress back up again. I unfolded my ‘cape’, and just used it as a blanket. The tennis clothes were sweaty and disgusting and I didn’t want to wear my pajamas until I went to sleep. The sheet covered me just fine and went well with the pointy hat. I rolled the bottle getting annoyed by the stickiness on my bum, and unpleasantly saw it point to Medea. I had no gripe with her whatsoever, what could I possibly ask?
A few scenarios ran through my head. A few were a bit mean for me to ask for Medea when she had been so nice as of late, and the rest were so mild the group would definitely not be satisfied with them. Trying to find a balance between the two, I had an idea.
“Can I ask a test of courage instead of an embarrassing dare?”
“You can ask for whatever you want,” confidently declared Erika. Lisa and Medea nodded, Carmen shrugged. “Lay it on us, girl.”
I didn’t have time to tell them about what I had done with Elmira right after it happened, and still didn’t want to go into details. I told the group that I had dropped my phone on the forest and was afraid to go back on my own to get it.
“Yeah… that thing is lost. Sorry, Aria,” Lisa voiced. “You can’t even expect a Ranger to find something that small in a place so big.”
“I accept the dare,” Medea announced.
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>>2196227 “You’re just going to wander around aimlessly and we’ll have to wait for you,” complained Carmen. “It’s a dumb dare. Aria, pick something else.”
“We just told her it can be whatever she wanted,” insisted Erika. “Let’s give Medea a time limit, how about that?”
“I’m going with her. I more or less remember where I dropped it. I just can’t go alone.”
“Then let’s go all of us,” suggested Erika.
I shut her down as I could. She was good intentioned, but I suspected to be going to need Medea’s supernatural qualities and I was the only one who could witness those. I used the excuse that it was Medea’s dare and that I was going as the witness. Carmen still was of the opinion that it was a bad idea that would just eat all the time we had tonight. In the end, the group let me do as I pleased. The dares were becoming harder and once anyone completed theirs, they had a right to issue it just as wanted. I took the tennis clothes with me for appearances.
During the way, I told the whole story to Medea. That phone wasn’t cheap and I very much wanted it back; I omitted nothing and Medea was not judgmental about it. I went to the forest to be orally pleased by another girl in payment of her humiliating herself in public. I smelled and heard wolves, I panicked and we ran; I had to leave the phone behind since our escape had to be through the water. I believed to be able to track the place by smell.
And thus, we made it to the end of the cabins and where the forest began.
“The clothes will prove troublesome,” Medea stated the obvious.
“I know.”
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>>2196228 Being clothed didn’t allow for a full range of movement, clothes were susceptible to get stuck on vegetation and they made being tracked by anything much easier. If we were to maximize our chances against danger, there was only one way to go about it. We nimbly climbed a tall enough tree and hid our stuff there, making sure to secure it properly; I had no intention of losing the tennis uniform I had just recovered.
No dresses, no skirts, no shoes, no socks, no panties; Medea and I proceeded completely naked into the woods. The air was cool, but it was no real bother as long as I was dry. I knew I could even sleep outdoors if it was ever necessary.
“It is better to avoid them than to fight,” advised Medea. “I am going to have to rely on you for that. Be aware of our surroundings at all times. My senses are not nearly as acute as I assume yours are.”
“Got it.”
“And if conflict becomes unavoidable, run and leave me behind. I can take care of myself; if you stay I might even prove a danger to you. It is paramount that you understand this Aria; if you see me fight, run.”
“Got it,” Medea’s seriousness scared me at first, but as we walked on I realized she was just covering the worst case scenarios.
Medea was uncannily quiet when she wanted to be; I could hardly hear her even when she was by my side. Distant sounds escaped her, but whenever we heard anything close, she turned to confirm the source even faster than my ears could.
I tried to retrace the steps I followed with Elmira; even when Medea and I were trying to be silent, our trip went much faster than the original one. A very characteristic smell made its way to my nose sooner than I expected to find it.
“There it is!” I quietly confirmed. “Let’s go!”
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>>2196229 But it was still a fair distance until we made it to our objective. Medea expressed her amazement for the distance I could track my own urine, and she used the fact to reaffirm her point that it was just the smart thing to be nude when the situation was serious.
My phone was near the rock where I remembered to have placed it. It still had a smidge of battery and it seemed to work perfectly well. It was all I cared about. Just in case, I lead Medea to the thicket in which Elmira and I had had intimate contact. As I expected, the wolves had found my clothes and had torn them to shreds. I had heard it happen, just hoped that at least something survived the rage of the stupid overgrown dogs.
“Say, Medea…”
“Yes?”
“Since we’re already here, and uh… we’re quite alone; and I don’t smell anything or anyone nearby, and…”
“No.”
“Oh…” that was fast.
“I refuse to risk our safety for some pleasure, Aria. We do not know what other beasts lurk in the darkness. Let it be known that I have no qualms in having intercourse with you. I would even venture to say that before this camp is over I intend to try it, and will actively look for an opportunity. This is just not it.”
Even in the darkness, I faced away from Medea so she couldn’t see me smile and blush.
a) Aria insists that they can find a safe place. Medea budges.
b) Their clothes are lost. They let it go.
c) Their clothes are lost. Aria finds traces and decides to track the guilty party.
d) Wolves find the girls; they must either flee or fight.
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>>2196230 I'm torn between B and C. On one hand, we worked hard for those tennis clothes and I'm sure we can work out a suitably wardrobe-deleterious resolution, but on the other hand it *would* be interesting to see Melanie show up tomorrow with company and deal with the fallout of totally losing her tennis clothes.
I'll go B for now, but open to persuasion to vote C instead.
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>>2196230 C we need that key item for a side quest we can lose the reward cloths after we get them back, but that dangling side quest is killing me.
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>>2196268 The sidequest will resolve one way or another tomorrow morning, when Melanie shows up to get it back (and she'll have backup so we can't just have Erika bully her again).
I am interested to see what Melanie and co. do when they find out that we up and lost the clothes in the middle of the woods. We likely won't be getting Aria's clothes back, and quite possibly more could happen depending on how upset they get.
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>>2196230 C. The tennis clothes must be retrieved no matter the cost. It sucks failing a side quest after spend so much time on it.
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>>2196268 If I ever post the unresolved ungoing plotlines, whatever you do, don't read it.
>>2196230 Our main objective complete and my spirits significantly uplifted, even if I sort of suspected I had just been told what I wanted to hear because of my recent dare, our business at the woods was concluded and we started heading back without ever having to run into trouble.
Conversation was made hard by the fact we were trying to be inhumanly careful, but even when Medea blatantly opposed, I couldn’t help taking a selfie of me kissing an annoyed Medea’s cheek to commemorate the occasion; I was happy I had my phone back. Medea briefly lectured me about keeping one’s guard up and I nodded faithfully to everything she said to me, even stuff I didn’t agree with.
“Um, Medea?” I called her attention once we were close to camp.
“Yes, what is it, Aria?” she questioned, not shushing me for once.
“Our clothes are gone.”
I could see as clearly as day with a crescent moon making its way through the sky. We had tied our belongings to the branches of a nearby tree that I had no problem recognizing because it still smelled like my old, sweaty clothes; the problem was the tree was bare.
“Has anyone been following us?” she pondered, somewhat alarmed.
“No! Or at least, I don’t think so,” I contributed; whatever it was that took our stuff, I hadn’t heard it and there was no lingering scent I could discern link to anyone.
Still, there were several good reasons we stripped before leaving; one of them was that being tracked or followed would become much easier if we had large pieces of cloth that had been in continued contact with the natural excretions of our skins. The hunt was on.
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>>2196290 It was not particularly easy, and there were plenty of occasions in which I thought I had lost track of the smell; but just when I was about to give up I always randomly picked it back up as we headed towards our own cabin.
“I’m really sorry, Medea,” I apologized. “They must have our clothes on the inside or something. I suck at this… you must be losing your patience by now.”
“Take your time; I realize you are not imbued with the abilities of a bloodhound; just a humble and tiny crepuscular hunter; so hunt, kitty,” she encouraged, although the ‘kitty’ part was unnecessary and felt condescending.
After embarrassingly long, I narrowed it down to a few cabins on the boy side. All I knew is that Medea’s shoes had been close to the area at some point. Following clothes was much, much harder than finding my pee.
We sneaked around the place, always worried that we might be seen; but always aware that we couldn’t come back to the cabin or we wouldn’t get to search for our stuff back until at least tomorrow morning. After sniffing all the porches; I came to a conclusion.
“It’s this one! I think…”
One of the reasons I was doubtful was because unlike all the other places, the lodge I pointed at had their lights out. We ventured to take a peek through the windows.
At candlelight, a bunch of guys who very much agreed in styles of clothing with Erika were muttering literal nonsense around the skull of a cow. They kept using phrases like ‘in Satan’s name’, ‘the dark one’ or ‘come forth to us’. I commented it to Medea and she confirmed my suspicions.
“Ignorant amateurs,” she derided. “They would not be able to summon a muthra at a warzone if they tried. Are you positive this is where the trail leads you?”
“I really think so,” was all I could say for myself.
Medea sighed, “let us get this over with. You have done enough, I will talk to them.”
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>>2196291 But I couldn’t let her go alone. I knew that Medea was just doing what she deemed necessary; she did not like the idea of showing herself to boys any more than I did.
She knocked on the door.
“Fuck off! Go away!” was the immediate answer, and the nonsensical chanting resumed.
Medea kept insisting, after several tries, stomping footsteps approached and asked us ‘what the fuck we wanted,’ I was impressed the long haired man child who answered did not even comment on our appearances.
Medea was at the front of the both of us; her face was as partially covered with her hair as she could manage. I was just behind her, my crotch pressed hard against her butt, and I was using her body to hide my nudity. In exchange, I used one arm to cover Medea’s little tits and another to shield her privates from sight; of course, I also got to feel her up, but that was a very minor thing that barely registered against the prospect of having to once again knock doors in the nude.
“You retrieved our personal belongings that we had left tied to a tree. Could I trouble you to return them to us?” she asked the long haired, smelly dude at the door.
“The rags we found at the ancient grove as the ritual foretold?” he mouthed with a terrible halitosis that made me gag. “Nice try, just because you came in your natural forms I’m not gonna assume they’re yours and hand them over.”
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>>2196292 “Who do you figure they belong to, then?” Medea asked for clarification, visibly annoyed.
“Spirits of girls who died for gazing at the void last summer,” he intonated.
“Close the fucking door, Nightshade!” one voice from inside shouted. “The candles are going out.”
“Sorry, you need to go,” he said, starting to close the door.
“What are you going to do with our clothes?” I asked, coming from behind Medea, gesturing him to stop. “At least give me back my shoes! Or my friend’s panties!”
“No can do. We have to discern their secrets,” he said, staring at my face without any interest in my naked body, and the door closed.
a) Just go back to the cabin. I can point Melanie to this place when she asks for her clothes.
b) Try and sneak inside to recover our stuff.
c) Get someone big and strong to put this jokers in their place.
For A:
1) Aria loses. Medea asks her to come out of the closet. She’s not fooling anyone anymore.
2) Erika loses. She is to find a boy, ask him to “hold everything she’s wearing while she stretches”, do a few exercises, grab her clothes back and leave without explanation.
3) Carmen loses. Medea wants her to strip, throw stones and shout curses in Spanish at the cabin of the clothing thieves.
4) Lisa loses. She is to sign her name on a piece of paper with her butt.
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>>2196293 A works for me, a tentative resolution to the sidequest but one liable to result in a reduced wardrobe or other shenanigans down the line.
1 would make for a pretty solid update, reveals like that are always really satisfying, but 3 is hilarious so I'll vote for both.
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>>2196295 Also: 50 uniques, just like last thread. So much for 'the /u/ elements are driving readers away'.
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>>2196293 B. It would be fun to crash a ritual performed by a weird cult. Aria and Medea are not afraid of some weirdos. Besides I am curious what kind ritual their performing.
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>>2196293 B, crashing a fake ritual seems like a lot of fun. and you know if something goes wrong and they find out Aria's ears are real, they might mistake her for a spirit and Aria might get some worshipers or something.
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>>2196293 B for the same reasons as
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>>2196293 Well, I'm glad I randomly decided to visit /e/. Great story, I'm glad someone had the pastebin for the first half. I don't think I've even been this caught up in a smut story before. I love all the backstory and all the work you are putting in. Amazing job. I'm glad to see we are only on night 5. I was worried with all the text we were going to be a lot later in.
I vote B, but on the off chance A wins (not voting for it), I have to go with 4. I want to see lisa win so she can dare aria to be her teddy bear for the night. Thanks for putting that image in my head.
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Also we are on page 10, I have no idea how fast /e/ moves, but should we start a new thread?
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>>2196293 B
>>2196396 Yes teddy bear dare next dare
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I did warn you all it was going to be a slow day.
Not my favorite part, to be honest. Last time I sacrifice time for quality; but might as well post it. It has the developments the story needed implemented, just not that much fun to read.
>>2196396 I'm glad you like it. A already had won; an hour earlier you would have spelled a victory for B.
In another note, day 5 alone was nearly a third of the whole story.
>>2196401 She's been meaning to do that for the longest time. I'll give you guys a set up.
>>2196296 If people like it, they'll come. If they don't; they will stop reading. It's a self-correcting problem. We only lose when the audience is too small to keep voting.
>>2196293 Medea and I looked confused at one another.
“There are stranger people than us in this world, Aria,” she philosophically stated.
There was nothing left to be said, naked and defeated; we headed back.
“I’m sorry my phone cost us our clothes,” I voiced.
“It is fine, from a cost-benefit analysis. Pay it no heed. It I also worth mentioning we have not lost anything yet.”
Carmen and Erika were sitting by the porch, they noticed us arriving and greeted.
“You were starting to worry us,” admitted Carmen. “What happened to your clothes?”
Erika grabbed both Medea and I by our behinds and pushed us inside. “Twenty minutes more and I would have started a searching party,” she said in a bad mood. Lisa was sitting on her bed; her eyes weren’t as reddened and she wasn’t sniffling anymore.
I told you all that was a bad idea,” scolded Carmen. “We allowed our two youngest to wander alone in the forest. We’ve done stupid things in the past, but this one takes the cake. Let’s agree, no more of those dares, okay?”
“Actually, Medea is older than me,” remarked Lisa. “And I’m older than you, Carmen, so…”
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>>2196410 We didn’t have a good excuse on why we left our clothes behind, so Medea and I agreed to just tell them it sounded like fun. Erika thought it was something sexual, and she had a right to her opinion. When I reached the part of the story that involved the Satanic loser we had just met, Erika suggested raiding the place.
“I propose we just make them the focus of our attention until they yield,” said Medea. “You have no obligation to, but I would be thankful to anyone who made dares related to them in the future.”
It was Medea’s turn, so she got to set the example. The bottle rolled and faced Carmen.
“Should I start getting naked?” she sighed.
“Yes,” readily answered Medea.
It was just a prank, for a change of pace. Medea’s dare actually sounded like fun and nothing mean-spirited like what Lisa had me do. We all went back out again and we headed right the way Medea and I had come from.
Both Medea and Carmen were completely bare; Carmen because it was part of her Dare and Medea because she wanted to, apparently. I personally did not care much for nudity when it wasn’t necessary and had worn my pajamas and a white pair of panties, but still remained barefoot. Erika still had her black set of underwear with a white camisole that showed her navel, and Lisa for once exited with the rest of us since she wanted to see the dare.
We found a nice, damp patch of mud and started working on Carmen’s ammunition; pebbles and stones coated in mud. I saved one for myself.
Once the preparations were complete, I lead everyone to the offending cabin, their lights were still out and other than myself I doubted anyone could hear anything coming from inside.
“You’re up, Carmen,” said Erika, and we all fell back.
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>>2196412 Carmen opened with a stone to the door; it landed with a sonorous, satisfying sound, and stuck after sliding down for a bit. A second and third stones were flung. One went to the roof and another landed in the front wall. The door opened slowly, and a hairy head gingerly stepped outside to check for the cause of the commotion.
“Infelices, estúpidos, Satanistas desgraciados!” Carmen shouted and threw three stones in quick succession.
“Brothers, rejoice!” shouted the same guy that had answered the door last time. He threw the door open and jumped outside, his hands extended to the air. He wasn’t wearing pants, and his hairy legs showed beneath his boxers “Our summons have been answered!” he chanted like a madman.
A stone got him in the leg, but he kept walking. Three other guys came out of the cabin, curious about what was going on. One was a very short kid, the youngest person I had seen in the camp; the other was a burly guy, not very tall; last one was a lanky ginger. I picked my objective.
“Nightshade, what the fuck?” asked the burly guy with a Korn black T-shirt.
“We have just been blessed!” the hairy fist guy shouted, making himself heard over Carmen’s constant curses, or what I assumed were curses. “An apparition has materialized in front of us!”
“Pretty sure that’s a Hispanic chick gone mad who’s flinging her turds at you,” burly guy calmly retorted, but he was ignored.
“And she’s naked!” said the ginger. “And has a huge rack!”
“She’s possessed! She’s possessed! We’ve done it!” celebrated the short kid.
“Rain your wrath upon us, ireful one! I, Nightshade, will freely bear it all!”
Carmen was running low on ammo and so far she hadn’t made that much of an impact. The hairy guy at the front had endured every hit like he didn’t even care. The ginger and the burly guy were moving targets.
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>>2196414 After a loud thud, the short kid fell face first into the ground. When nobody was looking I had climbed up their cabin and put myself in a very advantageous position. I had gotten him right on the back.
“Man down!”
Everyone but the hairy guy ran back inside, the short kid got up and limped to the door, crying.
Carmen ran out of stuff to throw. The door of the cabin was locked and the hairy guy was kneeling with his face to the skies. He had stopped saying nonsense and was just screeching at the moon with bloodshot eyes; his face was bleeding but he didn’t seem to pay it much mind.
I sneakily had made my return to the group while everyone’s attention was focused on the crazy young man.
“Let’s get the fuck out,” suggested Erika. “If that creep OD’s on whatever he’s smoking, I don’t want to be anywhere near it.”
It was a great call, since people from other cabins were staring to pop out, curious as what all the noise was about.
“Hey, look! The streaker from the cafeteria! Woo! Nice ass!”
I thought Carmen would ignore the comment and keep running, but to my surprise, she turned and gave everyone the bird, flashing her exposed breasts, before moving on.
a) Aria is to go out in nothing but panties to the Cafeteria, and can’t return without having her bare bottom against a bench for a whole minute; there must hardly be any people around, but Carmen still wants to make her point.
b) Press the attack! Carmen dares Erika to infiltrate the Satanists (she has the wardrobe) and steal something.
c) Press the attack! Carmen dares Medea to take a piss on the Satanist’s door.
d) Lisa is dared to sing, and to make the dare she issues the last of the night. Carmen still feels guilty.
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>>2196417 B, I'm interested to see if she can pull it off and what she'd be able to get back. It'd be amusing if we ended up with only part of the tennis uniform.
(If that goes alright we can have Erika go dare Lisa something and lead into the teddy bear dare to end the night)
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>>2196429 B
Come on, Erika! Take the clothes back!
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>>2196417 B. Fuck the satanatic ritual guys.
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>>2196417 B CHAAAARRRGE!
but also lisa needed an attack dare
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Hope I don't disappoint people.
>>2196472 There's just one or two oddballs. Give them a chance.
>>2196417 “For the record, there was absolutely no point in me being naked. That was just dumb,” criticized Carmen putting her dress back on. “If anything, if I was dressed there would be no need for me to leave and I could’ve hurled more things.”
“Then it wouldn’t be a dare,” lectured Erika. “Throwing shit at assholes is something anyone would do. Stop whining; it’s your turn.”
Carmen didn’t argue anymore. She rolled the bottle, Erika lost.
“See? Now you have me right where you wanted me,” Erika congratulated.
Carmen pondered briefly and then addressed Erika.
“Say, you have a very unique wardrobe.”
“If you force me to mess up or give away my clothes you’re going to regret it,” Erika warned.
“No. The Game this time is about teaching those… misguided devil worshipers a lesson,” continued Carmen, making everyone in the room a bit uncomfortable by displaying her piety. “You, Erika; you dress just like them. They’ll let you in. Knock, tell them you’re interested in joining their cult, or whatever they call their thing, I bet you know. Anyway, sneak in; and recover what they stole.”
“I actually like that idea. Well, though; Carmen!” cheered Erika. “Leave it to me!”
“Oh, but wear an open jacket. No undershirt, or bra. If you wear pants, leave the fly open. Because, you know,” Carmen smiled, “it’s a dare!”
While Erika went to get changed, Carmen had another discussion with Lisa.
“You shouldn’t go out again. You’re going to get worse,” argued Carmen.
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>>2196480 “And who appointed you a doctor? Or my mom? I feel fine,” retorted Lisa. “If this is about feeling better about your stupid dare with the cold bath, save it. I’ll take my revenge eventually. We’ll be even, then.”
“But you’re going to get us all sick,” Carmen insisted. “Sicknesses are delicate business. You won’t get to see anything, anyway; Erika’s dare is indoors. We only need a witness to check she doesn’t cover her cleavage.”
“Oh, and I suppose you get to be the witness?” insinuated Lisa.
“Actually, I was thinking about Aria,” clarified Carmen. They both turned to me.
“Err… and why me, exactly?” I asked.
“Because Lisa obviously can’t go, because they just saw me starkers throwing what looked like… poop to them, and Medea is, you know, naked.”
“I am filthy. I refuse to wear clean clothes until I have washed myself,” she explained from above on her bunk bed, showing her exceptional hearing. “I am… running out.”
“So, Aria is coming with me?” Erika stated more than asked, while fixing my pointy hat in place.
As instructed, she had worn an open leather jacket, but her breasts were exposed. The fly of her skinny black jeans was open, and to make contrast she had changed her underwear to white. Erika was wearing a two extra belts that served no purpose, a chain on the pocket of her pants, fingerless gloves and an admittedly very cool metal skull necklace with tiny little red eyes.
“Yeah, I guess I am,” I whined for no reason; I wanted to go.
“Can you record it for me?” requested Lisa.
“No, I can’t. My phone is nearly dead. It’s charging right now.”
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>>2196481 “Use mine, then. Turn the mic to maximum, I want to hear what happens. Stand by a window or something. Let me just unlock it.”
Lisa handed me her phone, and I joined Erika in her crusade. I removed the hat because it looked stupid, touching the screen of Lisa’s phone every now and then just so it wouldn’t get blocked.
“Watch and learn,” Erika told me when we made it. The place was silent once more. Balls of mud were all over the place, one of them stuck to the door of the Satanist’s cabin, paying attention you could see the flicker of the candle lights from their windows. I silently prowled to get a good recording position. Erika confidently walked to the door, ignoring her exposed bosom, and knocked loudly.
“GO THE FUCK AWAY!” was the response she got, but she didn’t give up. She kept knocking for five minutes straight. When her hand tired she started using the front part of her very menacing boots.
But I wasn’t as easily amused as Erika. Since there was nothing to do, I didn’t see a reason why not check what Lisa had on her phone. She was logged into all her accounts.
Lisa had a boyfriend, and it looked very serious; a tanned guy named Damian. She seemed close to her family, messaging them daily. Lisa seemed to watch a lot of videos about yoga. Lastly and more importantly, Lisa had A LOT of porn.
All of Lisa’s porn collection featured a single person; Lisa herself. She had pics, videos, selfies; all of it going back whole years; even at fifteen Lisa’s boobs were bigger than mine. She had videos and pictures about basically everything, some of the stuff she was doing made my heart skip a beat.
“What the fuck do you want?” a voice behind me startled me. Someone had come to answer Erika’s insistent knocks at the door. It was the burly guy; he was a bit shorter than Erika.
“About fucking time. ‘sup, I’m Erika,” she greeted. “Remember me from the bonfire? You’re Francis, aren’t you?”
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>>2196483 “Yeah, I remember. Damn, nice tits.”
“Thanks. They’re stiff because it’s cold out here. Mind if I step in?”
“Sure. Your fly’s open.”
“It broke.”
And just like that, she was in. I placed the phone next to the window, hoping that the audio was being recorded just like Lisa wanted.
“You let someone inside, Stoneheart?” I heard squeaky voice from someone lying down; I couldn’t see who it was from my position. “We shouldn’t feel strangers in for a while. The ritual was a failure!”
“Shut up, Alvin. It’s a friend.”
“I’m… My name is Doombringer!”
“Sorry, Doombringer,” then quieter, “Ignore him, he’s going through a phase.”
“Oh… Oh, Lord! Lord! Oh… Oh, Lord!” I heard another voice I didn’t recognize. It was just out of frame. I was ducking beneath the window and using the phone to see, lest I could be found out.
“Relax Ran… Dark Knight. They’re just tits,” then quieter again, “Ignore him, too. He’s never had a girlfriend.”
“I like your friends,” mocked Erika.
“They’re a fun bunch. This is the only cabin that lets me listen to Black Sabbath with speakers, so; you know. You’re lucky the other guy is asleep… or knocked out, whatever. Now, that guy is too much fun to handle. There’s this other guy, too. He’s… well, it’s a long story. So, what did you came here for? Flashing your tits?”
“That’s half of it, believe it or not,” admitted Erika. “Let me cut to the chase. You stole some clothes from my friends, and I’m taking them with me. It’s not a question.”
“Eugene is going to freak out if I let you take them.”
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>>2196484 “Come on, Francis; don’t be a dick,” Erika insisted. “One of the things you took is a pair of panties, for crying out loud.”
“Ever heard of panty raids? You come on, just let Eugene have his fun. He’ll give them back. Eventually.”
“You, the tall guy,” Erika turned to the lanky ginger who nearly had a heart attack watching Erika’s body. “Bring me the clothes if you want to see what a naked woman looks like in person.”
The guy paralyzed for a few seconds, not even breathing; then he started to gasp, and with his arms sticking to his side, he turned and began running awkwardly to a cabinet.
“That is not fair and you know it, Larry’s weak with girls” recriminated Francis, but he neither stopped his friend, nor Erika from taking off her pants.
“I’m so sorry, brother Stoneheart, the succubus has casted her-!” the ginger pathetically wept with his eyes glued to Erika, handing her at the very least Medea’s clothes, and the tennis uniform. I trusted everything was in there.
“Yes, yes,” Francis interrupted. “Just… you’re the one who’s going to tell Nighshade.”
Erika didn’t even remove or lowered her panties. She thanked the ginger who made a high-pitched noise in response, grabbed the clothes and walked out.
“Aria, we’re going,” Erika called to me.
I came out to the encounter. She handed me the clothes, even her pants. It seemed everything was in there, although Medea’s panties had weird drawings made with ball pen.
“Good job! That did not go as I expected, though!”
We made our triumphant return; Erika was congratulated when I entered carrying the stolen stuff. I threw Medea her panties and dress and she wore them immediately. I did the same with Erika’s pants, but she just threw them to her bed.
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>>2196485 Lisa asked for her phone back and immediately started checking the video. Carmen came down from her bunk and Lisa allowed her to see the screen. They were really hyped at first, but got fairly disappointed with the end result.
“Aria, can I talk to you for a sec?” Lisa casually queried and slowly patted the place on her bed to her left, signaling me to sit.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I wondered.
“Do you know why my send history has just been deleted?”
“Uh… no?” I transparently lied.
“You have no idea, huh?” I couldn’t answer, I tried to, but nothing came to mind. Lisa went on, “so, if I went to your phone there and drew a backwards Z with a line at the end, I wouldn’t find a bunch of very private videos and pics that you have no business watching?”
“I… I… L-lisa…!”
“Try drawing your pattern without marking the whole screen next time. So, what were you going to do, blackmail me?” she calmly requested an answer.
“N-no… I’m, really sorry,” I couldn’t bear to face her, so I didn’t.
“Aria, bring your phone,” I obeyed, disconnecting it. It was at nearly thirty percent. “Unblock it. Do you mind if we review the videos now?”
She didn’t wait for me to answer. One by one, we checked my mail, and downloaded videos of Lisa playing with herself, posing in front of a mirror, close ups to different parts of her body, modeling of sets of lingerie, and so on. Lisa didn’t even fluster, while I was starting to boil.
“Mostly tasteful pictures and videos,” she observed. “None of the hardcore stuff. You’re not much into dicksucking, or using toys?” I staid quiet, awaiting judgment. “So, what’s your favorite?” A pause. “Aria, I asked you what’s your favorite one? Which one do you like the most?”
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>>2196486 Since it seemed like she wouldn’t let it go, I saw no way out, I answered at last. “T-the one with the… s-sharpie…”
“Shit, Aria. Are these for YOU?” Lisa grimaced on her realization. “Shit!”
I realized that I wasn’t supposed to answer. Lisa was just trying to goad me, trying to embarrass me as a way to get back at me. I had just dumbly given her something else to consider.
“This is fucking Erika’s fault,” she chided. “I warned her again and again that she was turning you into a fucking dyke.”
“I’m really sorry,” I apologized.
“Don’t fucking start with the waterworks. I’m deleting all of this,” she furiously started pressing the screen of my pone. “I’m keeping it quiet, but you owe me. There’s actually something I’ve been meaning to ask you; it’d be a nice start towards making amends, you creep.”
“Y-yes.”
“And uh… give it time. Wait until you have you first boyfriend. You’re just… confused. And stay the fuck away from Erika.”
Lisa handed me my phone back. I shamefully took it without making eye contact. I walked back to my bed and plugged it in. The screen lit up. In the list of downloads, there was but one item: ‘sharpie.mp4’.
a) Aria. Erika will go really easy on her.
b) Medea. Erika dares her to howl at the moon in the buck. She can’t stop until someone requests it, or throws a shoe at her.
c) Carmen. She is to obtain twenty bucks from people. It’s up to her how.
d) Lisa. Erika dares her to go back to the Satanist cabins and play strip poker with a guy named Randy. Erika did promise him a naked girl. Each time Lisa wins, she gets to slap him.
//This was not supposed to be that long.
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>>2196487 Well, if Lisa's going to get Aria as a teddy bear anyways, may as well just go with whatever dare looks best.
C and D look best so I'll vote for both for now.
Kogekisaru
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>>2196487 D
Tough choice this time. I had to go with D to keep messing with the satanists and to keep Carmen from becoming a hooker.
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>>2196487 D. let's give the satanists a chance here
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>>2196631 >Hope I wasn't too hasty. This is the last thread on page 10 right now
