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>>2224842 A few points!
1) The content of the story has basically no restrictions other than what might be seen on /d/. In the end anything goes as long as the audience wants it to. Make your suggestions and you'll see them eventually implemented, although don't get mad if people don't vote for them. The story mainly focus on /e/ content (mostly ENF) but if you cannot tolerate /u/, beware! We've been getting into /c/ material every now and then for whatever reason.
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>>2224498 I looked away as fast as I could from Jill when she turned. I had been staring daggers at her back, still hurt she had chosen to reveal embarrassing details about me so readily.
Medea and Lisa had left some time ago; Medea said she would only be out for fifteen minutes, so even Erika and Jill had decided to wait it out so we could begin with the next round.
I was a little apart from the rest of the group, unwilling to spend time around them so shortly after the fact I had touched myself to the sight of the nude party had been exposed. Jill once again turned her attention elsewhere and I resumed glaring at her neck, expecting my meaningless actions to accomplish something, somehow.
“That’s fifteen minutes,” Erika announced, hearing her phone vibrate.
“Then where are they?” asked Carmen, well aware no one had an answer for her. The whole coven turned their heads and took a look at me. To call the sensation that followed uncomfortable would be an understatement.
“Do you hear anything?” Jill voiced what everyone must have been thinking.
I tapped my tail against the ground, twice. We had agreed that meant ‘No’. ‘Yes,’ was of course, one single tap.
“Huh. Medea’s usually really punctual,” Jill noted.
“Yeah, she’s anal about this kind of stuff. Do you think something happened to them?” Erika barely slurred anymore. Getting some fresh air had done wonders for her; she wasn’t sober, but was recovering quite quickly; maybe too quickly.
“There’s a lot of traps meant for Aria around,” Carmen fretted. “Lisa is… wasted. And Medea; she’s not the epitome of physical fitness.”
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>>2224846 Carmen’s statement was not only inaccurate, she was the least qualified to talk about physical prowess. Regardless, I still worried something could have gone terribly wrong. The safety of Medea was nothing short of a complete guarantee; but I still remembered how she lost control during our last intimate encounter, and couldn’t help to think about the possibility of it happening again.
“Aria, can you go check?” requested Jill; I was already standing up before she finished her sentence.
“Come back if you need any help… okay?” added Erika. By now they were well aware that if they insisted in accompanying me they would only slow me down. My tracking skills were hardly a secret, it was only logical that I went ahead.
Medea’s scent was the easiest to distinguish that I had encountered so far, I quickly obtained it and rushed to follow it, the only limitation of my speed was one that I could maintain without making too much noise.
“I hope everything’s fine,” was the last thing that I could hear from Carmen when I was already a few hundred feet away.
My search was very brief; much shorter than I had anticipated. Lisa had peed on the way; and she was basically being dragged by Medea at a very slow pace. Finding them could not have been easier. Soon after I heard Medea’s voice, she sounded quite calm as usual; and she was answered by a completely unalarmed Lisa. A weight was lifted from my chest; they were fine.
Why had they not returned, then?
“Alright, yes!” Lisa enthused. I approached as quietly as I could. “Yes, I would love to! T-to have sex… with you. P-please?” Lisa begged, expectant.
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>>2224847 Lisa didn’t sound drunk, or at least not as drunk. It was very impressive and unexpected of her to request something like that from Medea. My first guess was that Medea was making Lisa say that stuff as part of her dare; but I quickly discarded that possibility. Even if Lisa didn’t know that the time for her dare was up, she sounded very sincere.
Medea tossed the bag around her shoulders aside, and began to walk towards Lisa. “I am but a humble servant,” she declared. “May… may I entrust my body to you?” Medea grabbed with both hands one of Lisa’s; and put the blonde’s palm over her small chest, peering into Lisa’s eyes.
I couldn’t help the feeling that I was intruding into something very private that I was not meant to see; but at the same time couldn’t bring myself to look away. My tail swayed with anticipation, and the very thought of watching Medea and Lisa go at it with one another was enough to make my lower abdomen tingle with a pleasant jerk and feel the inside parts moistening.
“This is not our first time,” said Lisa, “you don’t… have to be scared,” she encouraged herself as well as Medea.
“Be gentle,” alluringly coaxed Medea, closing her eyes and going a little limp, obviously wanting Lisa to take the initiative.
Lisa was slow to act, but not overly so. After a few deep breaths, she grabbed the back of Medea’s tiny neck and leaned for a deep kiss. It wasn’t a dare; there was not stakes involved. Medea had given permission, and Lisa, of her own free will, decided to do it.
Knowing that Lisa was not a lesbian made it all the more enticing. The pair was only kissing, and Lisa was just running her hands across of Medea’s modest curves; but I was already about as aroused as they must have been.
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>>2224848 Since I needed both claws to keep my position on a particularly thin branch, but couldn’t resist the urge, I moved my tail to start rubbing myself. A clear, tasty – yes, it was tasty – liquid started wetting the fur of my thinnest appendage and I had to clench my jaw as hard as I could to remain silent.
Lisa put a hand at Medea’s crotch, then opened her eyes, and non-verbally asked for consent. Medea wouldn’t have it; she kept her eyes shut and started to sigh heavily, even pant. Lisa was to make a choice.
Lisa’s choice was to insert a single finger into that very small pussy, and start moving it. Medea didn’t offer any resistance; moreover, her feedback was quite positive. After continued stimulation, I could start smelling that Medea’s body had started leaking her juices out of her opening.
“We must be crazy,” Lisa mused. “We’re both… soaking wet. What are we doing?” she questioned.
“May I… lick you there?” Medea insinuated, probably for keeping Lisa out of thinking too hard. She had to relax; it was only a lesbian experience.
Lisa nodded.
Lisa took out her fingers from Medea, freeing her. Medea knelt down, facing Lisa’s pussy. Medea approached it with her mouth, but even after a while, never made contact; I had never seen her hesitate that much for something as simple as cunnilingus; Medea was far thicker-skinned than that. Lisa shuddered feeling the presumably warm breath of her sexual partner, but also found it odd that Medea had paused.
“Is it truly okay, may I?” Medea repeated her question, acting quite coy.
Lisa had been kept waiting for too long. She once again grabbed the back of Medea’s head, and she made her move forward; Medea’s lips made contact with Lisa. “Of course you may!” Lisa urged.
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>>2224849 Medea picked it up from there. She started licking at Lisa’s vag like it was a lollipop, occasionally sucking at her prize, taking breathes every now and then to utter a few words. In a few minutes, Lisa had climaxed twice.
“Are you *slurp*; are you a lesbian?” Medea asked very directly.
“N-no, I’m not,” Lisa assured between pants. “I’m s-sorry about being so… preachy… at first. I have nothing… against you. Y-you’re all okay… in my book.”
“I’m not a lesbian, either,” Medea unconvincingly revealed before planting a kiss and then inserting her tongue into Lisa’s nether regions.
“T-then why…?” Lisa questioned.
“Because you are beautiful *slurp*, because I like you,” she licked, “because it feels good,” she finished with a smooch. “Because I want to make you feel good. And you. Why?”
Lisa got quite pensive for a little while, allowing Medea to continue to please her.
“I’m not… I’m not a lesbian, I swear. I’m not into girls,” Lisa said. “D-don’t take this, the wrong way; but I… shit. I don’t know why, okay? I just… Medea, I think I have a crush on you.”
Experiencing my first orgasm ever since I began rubbing, one of my hands kind of slipped. I recovered almost immediately, but even my very minute and insignificant weight was enough to crack the thin branch that was supporting me.
I rolled on the air, and landed flawlessly on all fours, just a few feet away from a red-faced Lisa.
a) Lisa gets mad at Aria and refuses to talk to her for a little while (Aria will have to make some efforts).
b) Lisa yells at Aria to go away and continues what she was doing.
c) Medea convinces Lisa to let Aria join in. Aria’s role is of a lowly servant.
d) Aria allows herself to be tortured (nothing too harsh) to make amends.
e) Aria accepts to attend to the party to make amends. Lisa is a little hard on her.
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>>2224850 B+E. I want Lisa and Medea to finish what they were doing, but you've teased Aria joining the party a few times now so I must say I'm curious.
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I want D but B + E sounds better.
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>>2225176 I will make one tomorrow. Still a little reluctant, but it's the objective right choice. Worst case-scenario, I will make sure everyone gets their money's worth one way or another.
Thanks to everyone in advance.
>>2224850 “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” was all I could think to shout to Aria.
Aria was frozen in place, her eyes were wide open and maybe some other time I would have found her expression of surprise funny. She flinched hearing my yell; it was kind of like waking her up. She didn’t say anything, and just ran away still in all fours, faster that I had seen anyone run away.
Embarrassed didn’t even cut it. I was humiliated, or whatever followed. Being caught by Aria JUST at the time I had been saying such embarrassing things to Medea, just when I was bearing my soul… fucking Aria. I was mad at her; or more like furious; she had crossed a line.
“Do not mind her,” said Medea, very forgiving. “I was the one who gave her permission to intrude. You know she is unable to help herself!”
“B-but…!” I was also mad that Medea wasn’t mad at Aria like I was.
“Regarding your feelings…” I kind of hoped we could forget that, Aria had ruined the moment.
“It’s not love, okay!” I said defensively, not even letting Medea finish. “It’s… you’re my girl-crush. I’m not a lesbian. You’re… you’re just so pretty. I don’t know…”
“I was just going to say that perhaps this is not the best time to discuss them,” she laughed, and made this really flirty eye-flutter. Medea was adorable. “I am glad you find me attractive. I also happen to find your body bewitching; although I doubt you were not already aware of your own allure.”
Still kneeling, Medea turned around, and showing some serious flexibility, with her legs completely straight she pointed her cute, little ass up with her hands still on the ground. Her pussy was glistening with her own juices. I forgot about Aria.
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>>2225177 I grabbed Medea’s ass and pressed my forehead against it in some kind of impulse. I just wanted to feel it against me. Some of Medea’s juices poured down my face like sweat; that turned me on so much. I gave a few pants, leaning aback and looking at Medea’s incredibly cute pussy.
“You’re like a porcelain doll,” I told her, meaning a compliment. I would have liked to see Medea’s face; if she had blushed or smiled at my words; that would have made me so happy. All I had in front of me was her snatch; but I wasn’t complaining.
Medea had started really slow on me; I just couldn’t do the same. I was at my limit, I felt like I would cum just looking at her precious, leaking, beauty of a pussy. I dug in, like I was some savage trying to devour a piece of uncooked flesh. I heard Medea moan and just that, just fucking that… made me feel in heaven. She was liking it!
It was not the first time I had eaten Medea out; not even close. I still remembered the aftertaste if left me; but back when we fucked for the first few times I wasn’t me. I was me, but I wasn’t; I still wasn’t sure what happened. Anyway, it kind of felt like this was, for real, the first time we had been intimate.
I could say very proudly that I had Medea moaning, panting and even at one point, shrieking. She was light as a feather and after I had made her cum at least once, I lifted the whole weight of her lower body; and ate her out midair, with Medea only helping me by keeping her hands very firmly on the ground.
I wasn’t an expert on how to eat out a girl. I was sure to be at least a very decent cocksucker; but on pussy’s I didn’t really know. I tried doing what I would have liked to have done to me; but even then I wasn’t sure. Medea’s pussy was just so different to any other I had seen; except maybe Aria’s; just so closed and tight. Even my tongue felt a little pressure being inside of her; her hole was smaller than even back when I was a virgin.
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>>2225179 I hugged at Medea’s lower parts, a freaking bear hug to her waist while she was upside down, and dug myself even more on her. If I didn’t have the technique, maybe effort would do the trick. I licked and slurped and mouthed and even lightly chewed all I could find, hoping to God Medea was liking it, and if her voice and cries were any indication, I thought that it was.
My face was so close to her that I wasn’t just licking her pussy anymore; I even ate out her ass with no shame, and I didn’t mind. As long as it was Medea, I would have gladly put my tongue inside her asshole if she asked me.
I was of course, soaked wet from what Medea had done to me, and to get even wetter was kind of obvious, even if no one was touching my pussy anymore; what I didn’t expect was to cum again. No one was touching me, no one was doing anything to me; I was the one devouring Medea; and still, I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life right there, standing, with the smell and taste of a pussy in my mouth.
*
Walking back, I didn’t even clean myself. Medea was a squirter and she had kind of given me a face mask; not that we were carrying hankies or anything anyway so there was no helping it. I didn’t care who knew, even if Aria couldn’t speak right now, it was obvious she was going to tell everyone. I would.
“So… you’re not... you’re not creeped out of anything, right?” I asked Medea. She had been a little quiet, but then again she always was. I was a little on edge and thought silence was awkward.
“I find your feelings flattering. Even if we are the same gender, it is not an impediment,” I loved how Medea was so open-minded. She had told me she wasn’t a lesbian and I believed her. I wasn’t one, either; so I could understand.
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>>2225181 “Can… can you believe Aria, spying on us?” I had not been so coy and blushy and lovey-dovey since I was back in middle-school. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but even if I wanted to discuss feelings with Medea, at the same thing I felt like I couldn’t tolerate it. It was too much, my heart pounded too fast. I wanted to talk about something else.
“Can you not?” Medea laughed. “She does not mean any harm; and if bothers you too much she would protect the secret with her life is you so much as ask her. Do you doubt her loyalty?”
“N-no, not really,” Aria was not the kind to deny serious favors, the girl was nice. Maybe too nice for her own good; kind of a goody-two-shoes.
“Or do you have any problem with her using the mental image of our actions to masturbate?”
“Nah, she’s welcome to,” I was over that dyke-hating shit. I had even let Aria keep one of my videos so she could enjoy it. If she asked nice enough, I would even finger her myself; but one thing was just asking for some nudes and another to watch people having sex without even asking first. I had not forgiven her. “But I’m still mad,” I revealed, not that it was any secret.
“She will undoubtedly feel some regret. If it will calm your ire, there is no doubt she will beg for forgiveness.”
“Yeah… she would,” I agreed. “I already know what I’m going to have her do. If she does it, we’re cool.”
It was kind of a pain to walk without shoes, but eventually we made it back, I could see the fire and hear the music.
“Lisa?” Medea said out of the blue.
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>>2225183 “Yes?”
“I am… truly sorry. I hope that you can one day forgive me,” she said very seriously for no reason.
a) Aria joins the party with a mask on. She can walk upright and passes undetected.
b) Aria joins the party with a mask on. Even though she can act like a human, her tail gives her up.
c) Aria joins the party as the werecat.
d) Aria lets herself be caught by a trap and hauled to join the party.
e) Aria lets herself be caught by the use of bait. She’s restrained while Daisy is used as “bait”.
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>>2225184 C. It is, after all, perfectly natural for the werecat to be attracted to a place filled with dozens of naked girls.
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>>2225184 C, The only real option desu
Medea is so going to fed on Lisa, probably a good thing tho as she recently showed off as ghost girl
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>>2225184 E. Seems the most interesting. I like how the campers believe in this werecat stuff. Plus gives Daisy a little bit under the spot light in the story.
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>>2225184 A and B just don't feel right.
D seems way too staged, but all are drunk anyways, so they still can kinda get away with it.
vote: C or E, just fits the narative best, just pick how much you think Lisa is pissed at Aria :)
ofc this probably means:
C -> bottle points to Aria
E -> bottle points to Daisy
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>>2225184 I was so embarrassed I wanted to cry. It always happened; I kind of lost control whenever I was aroused. It didn’t even cross my mind that I could have slipped and broken a branch. The way that Lisa yelled me after she had realized I had been watching her was horrible and filled me with sorrow. Whatever it took, I wanted to mend things between us before it was too late.
I had long since noticed that Lisa had feelings for Medea. If they were after-effects of the potion she had ingested, or she simply fell for Medea in one way or another – I mean, Medea was adorable, smart, dependable, just and quite a looker –, it wasn’t like I had learned anything new during my eavesdropping; but Lisa didn’t know that! Taking offense to be interrupted during which was basically a confession was only natural.
My ears lifted, hearing Lisa’s steps approaching us. I resisted the urge to turn in the direction I heard them as to not alert anyone, as Lisa and Medea were discussing, still. They didn’t need any more interruptions on my account.
Medea apologized to Lisa with a very sad tone. From it, it was likely that Medea thought that Lisa’s feelings were caused by the potion and felt guilty about it. As they drew closer, I blushed just noticing how strongly they smelled of sexual fluids.
That was twice that I had been interrupted while trying to… calm myself. I needed some release, and I needed it bad.
“What took you?” Jill asked teasingly the second the pair made their appearance from behind the foliage.
Everyone other than Medea and me were a little tipsy. Even Daisy hadn’t rejected all the drink offerings the others brought her. Jill had been conscientiously watching herself, probably to have an edge – she was kind of a schemer like that –, but still had taken a few vodka shots, and Carmen had drunk nothing but light beer; but even then had noticeable changes to their behavior.
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>>2225360 One of those said changes was reduced inhibitions. Medea’s juices had stopped flowing, but they were glistening all the crotch area; and Lisa’s face. Other than a few giggles – some surprisingly from Carmen –, they faced no judgment or shaming. Medea had announced her intentions while leaving with Lisa straightforwardly, and even if she wasn’t a confirmed lesbian like I was, there was nothing wrong with it. Erika and Jill were liable to act similarly.
I had given a lot of thought about how to apologize properly. Even though I just wanted to climb to the highest tree and stay there, avoiding conflict, I incorporated with an inhuman chirrup and pounced in front of Lisa. I prostrated myself submissively with a lowered head.
“Hmph!” as expected, Lisa raised her neck, looked away from me and avoided eye-contact.
She tried walking around me, I followed her and rubbed my body against her calves and thighs, purring and trying to find a resolution. Lisa wasn’t the least receptive to my advances.
“What’s up with Aria?” understandably asked Erika. Other than fulfilling my duty to tell Lisa and Medea were both perfectly safe, I had not been debriefed further and even if they knew I was somewhat affected, the group just assumed I had caught them while still busy.
“It is a complex situation,” Medea informed in a way that discouraged further questioning but at the same time encouraged curiosity.
“Get away, y-you…! You peeping…! Uggh!” Lisa grunted while kicking me away. Not very hard, it didn’t even hurt, but still…
With no other choice, I desisted.
“Whoa! Whoa! Don’t go kicking her around!” defended me Erika, noticeably angry.
“What’s wrong?” asked me Jill, crawling my way. I did my best to turn my back to the group, to keep them from noticing, but it wasn’t enough. “Lisa, you made her cry!”
“I’m sorry!” I spilled, breaking my dare. “Lisa, please don’t hate me!”
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>>2225361 “Err…” nervously let out Carmen, realizing what I had done. She wasn’t the only surprised one.
“What the hell happened?” Jill felt the urge to ask, grabbing my head and pressing it hard against her boson, hugging me and keeping me from talking further.
“Are you mad because she peeped on you?” guessed Erika. “We sent her, okay? You were taking long and we were getting worried. We told her to check on you.”
Lisa was all of sudden looking like the bad guy, and I hated it. She hadn’t done anything wrong, I had. She couldn’t even talk about my faults without revealing the conversation she had with Medea, it was as some say, a catch-22; and it was once again because of me.
“Aria? Lisa? Would you please join me?” Medea intervened, thinking fast. She signaled us to go to her as she was walking backwards into the forest. Jill reluctantly let me go.
Even though I had broken the dare, I kept crawling in all fours, and not saying a word. Medea took us behind a tree and we started a discussion as quietly as we could.
“Aria, you may speak for this exercise,” Medea decided. I had planned on doing so regardless.
“L-Lisa,” I hesitantly addressed her, “there are no words to tell you how sorry I am. I wish I could take it all back; it was not my intention to intrude and even though it is all my fault and you are well within your right to,” I paused to sniff, “I beg of you, please; please don’t,” I sniffed again,” please don’t hate me.”
“W-what am I supposed to do?” Lisa answered back immediately. “Shit. I don’t hate you, okay?” I dared to look up and beam at her. “I just… wanted to be mad at you. For some time. But I can’t even do that? What the fuck?” she cursed.
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>>2225362 “It just goes to show how much Aria values your friendship,” Medea excused me, acting as our moderator. “She did break her dare earlier; and you are entitled to compensation. Aria, would you agree to let Lisa decide on your penalty?”
I nodded three times as fast as I could, making me a little dizzy. “Lisa, I am very, very sorry for what I did and I want you to know that,” I stressed once more.
Lisa sighed. “Sure, why not?” she agreed to Medea’s proposition. “I mean, what choice do I have? Always with the waterworks, Aria. Fucking always.”
“I’m sorry…”
a) Aria loses the next round. Aside from joining the party (her penalty), she has to act like a cat in heat and request to be touched and manipulated by other people. She may reject males.
b) Jill loses the next round. It’s her duty to offer herself as the sacrifice and pretext to have the werecat join the party.
c) Carmen loses. She has to strip, burn her clothes and join the party as well.
d) Daisy loses. She has to join the party with a hand always inside her bikini, touching herself (remember the unused part?)
e) Erika loses. She has to at some point assault the werecat and eat her out in front of the party.
f) Medea loses. She has to join the party in between dares, and be receptive to Lisa’s advances at least until tomorrow morning.
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>>2225363 D, let's make use of that unused scene.
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>>2225363 E. Erika needs a dare this seems to be a good one.
Carmen and Daisy seem pretty low on dares. I think mostly due to Aria getting the most amazing dares (not that this can be helped, she is the only werecat on camp and I love the werecat dares). This one is no exception I would have voted on option A. But I feel compelled to make sure all the participants get a dare and a chance to shine. It makes me wounder what would happen if someone did not get any dares in a game? Do they automatically get a day dare or nothing happens?
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>>2225363 We allowed people to think that all I had seen was Medea and Lisa getting intimate and that was all Lisa was mad about, and that she had already forgiven me. None of those two things were true. I might have more or less gotten my way; but it was impossible to force Lisa to feel something specific. If I wanted true forgiveness I had to redeem myself, and I was willing to.
“As a penalty, Aria will join the party as the werecat,” Lisa informed. “She’s also not going to stop her dare, so she still has to be the werecat for the night. Any objections?”
While the question was meant for me, because of my unique circumstances of having people jump to my defense whenever I seemed to need it, Lisa allowed a chance for anyone to speak their mind. I whipped twice at a nearby tree with my tail as a negative.
Lisa was surprisingly clear-headed. When she left our circle not half an hour ago it looked like she could barely walk, and now she was nearly sober; others could probably tell because of her speech and lack of clumsy movements, I also had the advantage of scent as an assurance; she was once again okay.
There was not much time to worry about Lisa’s mysterious recovery. Erika and Jill both revealed to be feeling quite bored and wishing to return to where the action was. Lisa was hurried to take her turn; Daisy made a silent prayer as the bottle was turning.
The loser was Erika. She laughed about it.
“What… what are you even going to have me do? I’m already partying buck naked! Everyone is!” she shot her arms upwards and made a little dance, making her pretty breasts bounce around.
“Oh, I’ll figure something out,” warned Lisa.
And figure something out she did. Lisa and Medea whispered it among themselves. Maybe it was about the confession but they seemed closer to each other somehow. I could hear them, and they knew I could hear them.
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>>2225684 Erika and I were to complete our dares together. Well, Erika’s dare and my penalty, to be precise. Erika’s dare was to… assault me.
“And don’t you DARE tell me you’re against it, because I know you’re not!” Lisa told me. Having a member of the coven ‘attacking’ another member was new; but if it was decided beforehand and no one was really going to get hurt – just extremely humiliated – then everyone agreed it was fine.
Jill, Erika and Lisa returned to the bonfire. Lisa immediately grabbed a bottle offered to her by her boyfriend and drank from it. A small crowd gathered around Erika and Jill and chanted “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” until they did so.
“Aria! You’re up!” informed me Carmen, she was very giggly as of late. She had already stripped nude, just didn’t dare come out in public like that, not yet. She was using her clothes as a place to sit, which was much better than having them burned.
“You will be safe,” assured me Medea. “We will not let anything happen to you; aside from Erika’s dare, or any similar attacks,” which meant watching out for Denise.
With my heart beating unnecessarily fast, I took a few deep breathes. It was time. I climbed to my usual spot, and after finding a good place to land, I jumped.
Inside of my head, I had imagined the music would stop and everyone would freeze the instant I dropped down, but it wasn’t the case. In fact, the noise was so much, so many people were busy dancing, drinking, flirting, making out or shouting at the fire – Eugene –, that I was hardly noticed, at least at first.
A little confused not knowing what I was supposed to do other than let myself be seen, I turned my head left and right, until I noticed someone staring at me; Jane. She had been untied and allowed to join the rest long ago. She squinted at me, bobbing a little; like she thought she was hallucinating.
“Hey! Yo! Isn’t that the werecat?” I heard behind me.
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>>2225685 “Just because she’s crawling? Hmm. I like her ass. Is that a tail? Shit, it IS her!”
I turned to face the voices, two boys staring at me in confusion.
“It’s her! It’s Aria! I would recognize her anywhere!”
“Oh, shit! Chad! Peter! Check this out! It’s the werecat!”
“What? No way.”
Once being inside the bonfire party, the noise was so much that I could barely make out things. The music was booming, people were shouting; and that was even without taking into account the smells. I felt too out of place.
Feeling a little ill and quite nervous, I walked around.
“Aria? What are you doing here?” Andrea asked me in a surprised shout, making the guys orbiting her pay attention to me instead. I didn’t mind them, and kept my way.
It was strange. Of course I was deathly embarrassed of being naked. There were so many boys around! To make matters worse I was in all fours, I tried having my tail cover my most important part, but it was impossible not to give glimpses of it every now and then. However, being completely bare was just the start of it. More than anything, I was concerned about being the werecat; all girls were naked, all girls were baring it all; but only one had inhuman ears and a tail; and that was me.
“That’s the werecat! The werecat’s in the party!”
“How long has she been here?”
“Ha! Joke’s on her. We ran out of corndogs!”
“Should we… do something? Isn’t she, like… dangerous?”
People slowly started to take notice; much more slowly that I had dared to expect. At first it was just glances, then people pointing at me and telling their friends; and within a minute all I could hear anyone talk about was about me.
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>>2225686 As I had feared at first, the music stopped. Someone had turned it off, and this time around nobody complained. It made the comments I heard about me all the more hurtful and worrying. If it was up to me, I would have just liked to run in any direction and lose myself in the forest; but this was my penalty, this was my declaration that I was sorry for intruding on Lisa revealing her feelings.
“It’s the werecat!” people repeated.
“Seriously? There were like, twenty traps. Did she avoid all of them?”
“Thanks again for saving me, werecat… Aria!” Yuri gratefully exclaimed, but didn’t dare approach me.
I was the indisputable center of attention. People who were too close to me backed down, people who were too far from me approached. A wide circle with me at the dead center naturally formed. The redness of the embarrassment I felt faded from my face, and now I was just fearful and expectant. There was nothing I could do or say, I just waited.
The horrifying cacophony of discussions about what to do with me were somewhat silenced by a voice coming out of the speakers that formerly projected only night club music.
“She’s only dangerous if you provoke her!” the booming voice of Dugald presumed to know. “All the girls stay back; let’s make a path for… ouch!”
Jill pushed Dugald away with a well-aimed elbow to his ribs. She extended a hand, and Dugald gave up the microphone.
“She’s just attracted to the naked girls,” Jill revealed, which was more or less true. “Just leave her be. You’ve seen her in daytime before, she’s harmless. Feed her if you want, pet her if you want; she’s just a cat!”
“It’s not just a cat, she’s a werecat! T-the werecat!” someone shouted in a very deep voice.
“She’s dangerous!”
“Fuck you! She saved my life!”
“Let’s get her!”
“She’s hot and she hasn’t done anything. Leave her alone.”
“She stole my corndog!”
“You can eat MY corndog! Yum, yum!”
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>>2225687 “Fuck off!”
While the crowd shouted and discussed, making me involuntarily arch my back and hold my ears back in a signal of submission and fear and Jill kept insisting that I was not a danger to anyone, someone stepped into the circle with me.
“Dangerous? Let me show you how dangerous she is!” Erika smiled and winked my way.
She confidently got closer to me step by step. The mob mostly stood silent and in admiration of that nude girl who dared to approach me. Some shouted warnings, but invariably no one moved.
Erika knelt, and grabbed my chin, lifting my face, faking an examination. She then scratched my ears, petted my head and caressed my cheeks. “She doesn’t look that dangerous to me,” Erika shouted, making me flinch a little.
“Erika, you’re drunk! Go back!”
“You’re going to provoke her! She’s killed before!”
Erika pulled my hair, it wasn’t too hard but I meowed in protest. She flicked one finger on my ear, causing me to hiss at her. She grabbed me by the neck and blew air into the same ear she flicked. Involuntarily, I shook my head and tried to move away from her.
“She’s tame as a kitty,” Erika concluded. I was a little angry; of course Erika could get away with it, I wouldn’t attack her; but what she was doing was false advertisement and even I had my limit. What if people really believed they could flick my ears or pull my hair without consequence? “Watch this!” Erika yelled.
Erika forced me to turn around. She pushed my back to the ground and my ass up. It was happening. I couldn’t contain a cringe and a gasp when Erika touched my genitals and started rubbing me.
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>>2225688 “Oh, what a fearsome beast!” Erika sarcastically mocked the crowd. “She’s going to kill us all!”
I couldn’t avoid allowing a feline noise escaping my mouth as she pushed a thumb inside of me. Erika was dominating me a little too mercilessly.
a) Erika finishes her dare in front of the silent crowd. Aria is proven to be harmless… to naked girls.
b) Music and the partying resumes. Erika does her dare in the middle of it.
c) Some willing volunteers join to see if you can truly touch the werecat (only females).
d) Mob-hysteria gets ahold of everyone and Erika gets banished along with the werecat.
e) People unexpectedly intervene to stop the werecat from being “raped”.
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>>2225689 About the support, I was not aware one required a bank account or credit card. I have neither.
Currently in the process of a neighbor letting me use her information. Hopefully she doesn't cheat me.
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>>2225689 A+C, not only does this reinforce 'strip on sight', the idea of Aria getting touched all over while she's the center of attention sounds very fun.
Anonymous
>>2225689 A.
>>2225690 >no money >no credit card >no bank account >about to sell your computer for food God damn, looks like you're really going through some tough shit. I'm surprised you can still write smut stories in this kind of situation.
sidreN
>>2225689 A+C
>>2225690 damn.. dont know if i could handle this..
keep your head up :3
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>>2225689 A
>>2225690 Do you have any Western Union agency near you?
SorrySleeping
>>2225690 You can use PayPal without that stuff. You just can't send money. You then should be able to get a PayPal card.
>>2225689 A + C. I'm kinda tired of the scary werecat and wish we had more time of Aria actually trying to hide it, but the time has past.
Wrong Person
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>>2225897 Did not know that. Will check on that, definitely. Thanks again.
>>2225827 Probably, but this PayPal thing looks promising.
>>2225752 >>2225773 You're watching it from First World lenses. It's not that big of a deal or that uncommon. It is also unlikely that I starve even jobless since I have a rotation of flea markets to visit. You can easily get some fruits and vegetables for moving a few crates around. Still, gotta get some protein and pay the bills.
>>2225689 It was hard to focus, and I was a little blinded by what was going on, but even I could notice the looks of surprise on everyone’s faces. In a way, I was happy for it; they weren’t so focused on the fact every single part of my body was on display, but rather on Erika being able to manipulate me without consequence.
The constant myths and appearances of the werecat that everyone in the coven insisted on pushing had done their work on people’s mind. Seeing the stuff of legends, the terrifying werecat, the dangerous beast that lurked in the forest at the mercy of some girl who was currently in the process of molesting said werecat made an impression.
I meowed loudly and miserably, unable to do anything else. Erika had grabbed the very stem of my tail and pushed it up. It felt horrible, but I put up with it. She wasn’t doing it out of cruelty, but to get it out of the way of my vagina, currently facing over half the crowd.
Erika wasn’t shy, she had no reason to. She leaned and started licking me slowly; there was hardly any need for it, I had been a little horny for some time now and my fluids started readily flowing very soon after coming into contact with Erika’s hands. The mouth was honestly just overdoing it.
“How? How is she doing it?” many wondered.
“Maybe it’s like Dragon Ball, the tail is her weak-spot?”
“It can’t be, she was tame even before.”
“I told you she wasn’t so bad.”
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>>2225949 “As I have been telling you, you stubborn morons,” Jill’s face distinguished from the rest easily thanks to the advantage of the microphone, “the werecat doesn’t attack naked girls. Erika is naked, and a girl; will the werecat attack? No, she won’t. Do you believe me now?”
Jill’s declaration sparked several conversations, but no one stepped forward to test the theory, even though many encouraged one another to try. Meanwhile, Erika had exclusive access and control of me. She lasciviously licked the entirety of my vulva like she was trying to clean it.
I knew playtime was over when she let go off my tail so she could start employing both her hands at the same time. I obediently kept my tail out of the way, controlling it the best I could – it was still a little haywire – to keep it up where Erika wanted it to be.
Erika started gently twisting and pinching at my clitoris at the same time she alternated between licking the sides of my vagina. In just a few seconds my body couldn’t take it anymore and I climaxed, in front of dozens of people.
I cried out as if in pain. I did my best to keep my legs stable, but it was no use; they trembled and palpitated, shaking without restraint.
“Did she…?” it was impossible to hide. I doubted there was a soul that hadn’t noticed.
Yet, we weren’t done, not even close. Erika didn’t give me a rest. I thought I would go mad with pleasure. Her left hand never left my clit alone; her right hand was starting to molest my rear entrance, her pinky fiddling with my other opening; while her mouth was busy in the middle, sucking most of my fluids dry.
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>>2225950 Being the werecat came with several limitations. For instance, I couldn’t cover my mouth to muffle my moans – which thought I couldn’t control, at least didn’t sound quite human and thus were fine –, I didn’t have hands, I had paws. I couldn’t ask Erika to slow down, or to be a little more considerate that we were doing this in public and thus didn’t want her to go overboard. Also, I was supposed to do my best to fake that I didn’t mind what was happening, that I wasn’t embarrassed; while in truth after all my nude appearances in public, I was currently performing the worst one yet and it showed on my face and breathing.
It not for the powerful and constant stimulus from Erika, it was a very real possibility that I would have already fainted just from shame alone. It was not only Erika’s hands and mouth pressed hard against me, I could start smelling my favorite scent in the world coming out of her crotch; which both contributed to my arousal and ability to stay conscious. She was starting to get wet.
After Erika caused me to orgasm for the second time, becoming bolder and having fully inserted a finger inside of my ass and her tongue exploring what felt like the totality of my vagina up to the cervix; the crowd seemed to forget all about the presumed danger than angering the werecat entailed.
Cheers could be heard all over, people excitedly came closer to check on my spread and pink genitals, soaked wet, tingling uncontrollably and being licked by another girl. Cellphones flashed all around. Erika smiled and posed for a few of the photographs, allowing them to get a good angle when it didn’t interfere with her actions.
Other girls stepped forward. Assured by Jill that their nudity offered them supernatural protection against me, Erika and I were quickly surrounded as they got progressively more courageous.
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>>2225951 “T-thank you for earlier. I know you like this kind of stuff… so…” Yuri bashfully pronounced, and not minding that I was drooling all over, she held my chin and kissed me full on the mouth. “Thank you, Aria. For the ghost… and the snake,” her mouth tasted awful. She had been drinking.
“Damn. Erika pushed me away. Doesn’t let me get to your delicious pussy,” Denise complained. “Do you mind if I do this?” she reached forward for my breasts and cupped one of them, starting to cruelly squish it – but it felt good! – “They’re not as big as they like them, but they’re cute.”
“You’re stealing the show again. We all had to get buck naked because of you, and you’re still stealing the show,” Andrea chastised me, pinching the nipple Denise had left alone. “Is it true you won’t attack no matter what I do?”
“Y-you owe me a thing or two… don’t you think?” Lillie slurred, nearly passed out drunk. “We’ve… we’ve been throush shit becase-because of you. Out of the fucking way!” she pushed Yuri away. “Lick… lick my cunt… you cunt!” she grabbed my neck and pressed it against her pussy.
“So the ears are real? Let me touch!”
“She’s soft. And warm.”
“Oh, my! Look! Look! She cummed again! Ha, ha! So cute!”
It was too much. Way too much. Girls all over got closer so just they could touch me. There was no sensitive spot on my body – including my ears – that wasn’t being grabbed by someone. They were overloading my sense of touch to a degree I hadn’t thought possible; the pleasure, the slight pain and the annoyance all made it so I didn’t even mind people grabbing my tail, not then.
I would have fallen if I wasn’t already been held by others. My limbs lost all vestiges of strength and I couldn’t even focus on breathing; that was in charge of the two people – there were two now – licking at my pussy and forcing me to pant repeatedly.
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>>2225952 I could hardly make out what was in front of me, all sounds came together and became indiscernible, the sweet scent of so many nude girls all crumpled together even robbed me of my sense of smell temporarily; I couldn’t even tell for sure how time worked anymore.
All I knew is that I had experience the two most intense orgasms of my entire life, one right after the other in almost immediate succession; and that I was completely spent.
I somehow distinguished Jill’s tone of voice, she was laughing at me. “Are you okay?” she asked me. I assume the expression on my face must have been quite something.
a) Aria loses. She starts a new myth. Shortly after orgasm, she recovers her human faculties for a few minutes.
b) Jill loses. She declares herself the tamer and guardian of the werecat, which will be under her responsibility.
c) Carmen loses. She joins the party; an empty beer bottle must be stuck to her behind for the night.
d) Daisy loses. She grabs the microphone and “performs” for the audience.
e) Medea loses. She joins the party. Anyone who offers her a drink must in return be offered to touch her pussy.
f) Lisa loses. Must relieve herself in front of the fire. This requires her to drink a lot of beer so she gets drunk again.
Sorry about no general dares in which you pick the loser. Everyone’s circumstances seem to be so unique that this seems a better way to do things this night.
Anonymous
>>2225897 Seems like the only way for someone without bank account nor card to use paypal is something like
https://www.paypal.com/us/webapps/mpp/cash-card ? Have anyone used this before? But that is also America only
>>2225949 Is OP currently in America?
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>>2225953 D, hopefully it'll get Daisy to loosen up a little. If not we can just have her get drunk.
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SorrySleeping
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>>2225953 D. It seems like fun.
sidreN
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>>2225953 -A
+D
lets get her a bit of attention too :)
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Damp of cares
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>>2225956 I'm from Mexico, never been out of the country. Learned your language through videogames and porn.
>>2225953 They didn’t stop right after. The discovery that I could be touched without any retaliation whatsoever seemed to have excited every single girl around. Everyone wanted to at least be able to say they had laid their hands on me at some point.
Erika was kind enough to guard my most sensitive areas on the lower parts of my body, keeping most people away from them. Other than that, I was swarmed. People pinched me and touched me all over, and I was too exhausted to do anything about it other than meowing at more or less regular intervals. I was also purring; it wasn’t exactly out of pleasure, but being showered with attention and affection was still not that bad.
“Could you give her some room; you’re going to scare here away!” Jill said in her microphone.
Her instructions were ignored. The excitement and novelty of being able to interact with the werecat did die down eventually, but I had the suspicion it didn’t have anything to do with the pleas of Jill or Erika’s zealous protection.
In a few minutes I had been turned into a sweaty, purring mess. I was laying down like I was asleep; only my tail moving; it wanted to twitch side to side, so that’s what it did; the damned thing often forgot who was boss. Many of the girls who had only gotten a hand on my skin gave up and decided to leave.
While I can imagine that a conglomeration of naked girls was something quite interesting to look at, nudity was not all that shocking anymore. Jill kept her microphone, but it was unplugged, the music and dancing resumed. My exhausted body was not that interesting after a while and more girls abandoned me for other interests; even though I never ceased to be a focal point of attention of the whole party.
“Do you guys mind? This kitty needs some hydration. Just… just look at her,” half laughed, half pitied me Erika.
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>>2226352 She tried to carry me on her back, which was understandably not that easy. She got countless offers from boys to allow them to help; but Erika was quite direct in saying the werecat was liable to become aggressive at male contact; and since she as the first who jumped upon me and showed the party my ‘true’ nature, she had to be recognized as at least having a slight idea of what she was talking about.
Erika and Lisa were then allowed to carry me all the way to the circle, where Medea, Carmen and Daisy were waiting for us.
“Did you have fun?” Lisa made fun of me.
You know what? Yes, yes I did. Kind of. Still on Erika’s back, I slapped my tail against her thigh once. Erika, Carmen and Lisa giggle in response to my affirmative answer.
“Alright, Imma let you down,” Erika let me know. “Have you been dieting or something?”
When presented to the choice to drink alcohol or water, I had a very strong preference towards the later. If they were messing with me or just helping on my dare, I was served on a bowl and despite the thirst I felt I had to settle for the slower and methodical way to drink that didn’t involve anything other than my tongue.
“We’re running low on paper towels,” announced Jill, who had decided to clean my rear while I was drinking water like I was some sort of baby.
“Could you hand me one? I’ve got… I’ve got a little too much Aria on my hands right now,” joked Erika.
When everyone was done making fun and patronizing me, Erika took her turn. I stole a glance at Lisa, who returned me a humoristic and well-meaning smile. We didn’t interchange words, but I guessed we were more or less okay now.
“About fucking time!” cursed Erika upon seeing the result. “You’re up, Daisy! Your first loss!”
“We’ve never had a new member who got so lucky,” added Carmen, she sounded a little mad. She looked at her phone briefly. “It’s already past midnight. How did she dodge the bottle for so long?”
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>>2226355 “Maybe the rat pelt gives her good luck?” joked Lisa.
“No. Nothing of the sort. It lacks any properties of that extent,” Medea answered so seriously it was almost funny.
Maybe it was the eating me out in front of so many people, but Erika was a in a very good mood. She brainstormed Daisy’s future dare. Daisy stood silent the whole time, but her face was completely resigned. She winced at fretted at the possibilities listed.
“So that’s… that’s what you’re going to do!” Erika said quite admirably between laughter, sounding almost sober. “You’re going to give a show to everyone, aren’t you?”
“Is there any way I can make you people change your mind? Please?” Daisy begged when prompted. “I’ve already… I’ve been naked the whole night! Doesn’t that count for something?”
“Not naked, you’ve been wearing that bikini thing,” remarked Carmen. “And everyone’s naked. Take a look around. You’re the most dressed girl in the whole… whatever this is.”
Afterwards came the tears, the accusations, the pleading, the bargaining; until Daisy finally accepted her fate. It was a high-profile dare; granted; but what anything other than high-profile dares remained?
“Now go ahead and do it. And do it right!” Jill severely instructed. Daisy just nodded her head with tears in her eyes, knowing she had no choice in the matter.
She stood up. Carmen spanked her when she slowed down, then Jill. When Daisy slowed for the third time, I licked her bum, making her jump ahead a few steps.
“I hate…! I hate you all!” she cried miserably.
In the whole chaos that had become the bonfire, she barely called any attention, even with her rat-pelt bikini or her insistence to have her arms across her chest covering her breasts despite bare tits being as common as they could be; wherever anyone turned you could see a few pairs bouncing around.
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>>2226357 Rather, my re-joining to the party caused a small stir.
“Hey, werecat! Over here!”
“You brought her back! Can I touch the ears?”
“It’s okay if I come close, right? She won’t try to lick me there or anything, right?”
“Look at those claws! Can you imagine if she scratches at you?”
With the immediate attention I garnered, it should have been incredibly easy for Daisy to step up and do something; instead, she had to be escorted all the way by Jill, holding her by the arm and pinching her bottom to make her advance.
Meanwhile, despite thinking I was spent, my body didn’t seem to agree. Being in all fours in front of naked girls meant staring right into their most important area. Eight or nine different vaginas hurried to get close to me at every angle and I started to salivate and gulp; I started having dirty thoughts.
Just when Natty, encouraged by Erika, allowed me to get my nose as close to her crotch as I could, the music stopped.
“Again? What now?”
“It’s the werecat, they brought it back.”
“And who gives a fuck? We can’t even touch her.”
“Can I have your attention please?” Everyone turned. Jill, once again, had plugged the microphone in.
She was standing atop of a bench, at a slightly higher level than everyone else. Jill was standing right next to Daisy; who had lost her bikini and was covering herself as she could; incredibly red not getting the clue that nudity was the norm now. Even my little harem turned their sights towards Jill and her companion momentarily.
“My friend here, she’s going to give you all a little show,” announced Jill, humor apparent in her voice. “Or she’s going to deeply regret it,” she added directly to Daisy, and not on the mic.
The crowd wasn’t impressed anymore by one more naked girl; even less if she was covering her good stuff. Jeering and demands to put the music back up again followed. Jill was called very ugly things, and so was Daisy.
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>>2226358 Daisy was forced to uncover her crotch when receiving the microphone, instead trying to get her legs together to cover in between them; making her blonde pubic hair just all the more enticing, at least in my eyes.
“It’s not fucking karaoke night!” someone yelled. “Stop doing this shit, people!”
After a few deep heaves, and a few stares from Jill, Daisy submitted. She uncovered her body, showing her generously sized round breasts; which honestly impressed no one. With what looked like it took her a titanic effort, she held her legs apart, which finally shut some people up. Daisy took the microphone to between her legs and screamed:
“P-please! Please hear me… hear me schlick!” she turned redder on the face as she shouted.
People who were restless until then, skeptic about the performance or just wanted the music to come down all changed their mind rather quickly.
“Now, that’s my kind of show!”
“Why didn’t she tell us in the first place?”
“Albright! Make that pussy sing!”
Jill was behind Daisy, moving a few dials on the speaker. Daisy had started to cry but no one seemed to care; she held the mic with her left hand while her right started inserting fingers inside of herself.
“Do it right,” Jill warned, raising her arm and spanking at the indecisive Daisy, who yelped.
Daisy started going faster, moving her fingers across her vulva, which was getting lubricated probably against her will. The sounds were incredibly lewd. Amplified by the microphone, the tone of humid flesh rubbing against her soft, pink insides was quite something!
*Schlick* *Glurb* *Plaf*
I went red on the face just listening to it. People forgot about me and instead stared in disbelief and admiration at the girl producing those naughty sounds.
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>>2226360 Some giggled, some cheered, some others like me felt deep embarrassment for Daisy, but no one could ignore it. Tammy offered me a seat on her lap and I accepted it. She patted my head tenderly, but didn’t unglue her eye from Daisy’s little show.
Under Jill’s guidance, Daisy was doing thing progressively more risqué. With a volunteer holding the mic for them, Daisy got as far as inserting three fingers, moving faster and even spreading herself for the people close enough to watch. She was really, really pink inside.
“Is it weird I think that’s kinda hot?” I heard Tammy say.
“It would be weird if you didn’t,” someone I didn’t know answered her.
The public moderated their volume of speech and encouragement so they could clearly hear the indecent and salacious noises produced by Daisy.
“F-fuck…!” she cried, all of sudden losing the little of her composure than remained.
Daisy shivered and threw her head back, while continuing to manipulate herself. She panted and squirmed, her pussy making a little flapping sound as it obviously experienced climax.
a) Daisy dares whoever loses to somehow let her go. Get another girl in the circle.
b) Daisy dares loser to getting her nipples pinched, quite hard.
c) Daisy wants The Game to end. The coven can remain at the party until they pass out from exhaustion, but no more dares.
d) Daisy dares loser to kiss every single girl in the party.
e) Daisy makes an elaborate dare that’s just designed to waste time so it’s never her turn again. Medea doesn’t like it.
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>>2226362 D Carmen. It's about time she gets a dare, and going around kissing everyone will be a good spectacle.
SorrySleeping
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>>2226362 I think Daisy would want some revenge tight now.
I'd like a weird mix of B and D. Someone has to get the girls to pinch her nipples before giving them a kiss.
I feel like it'd be fun with Aria. It is an easy way to "stop the werecat" or something.
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>>2226362 B
>>2226352 Then you can probably receive money via paypal but you probably can't take that money out as that would requires a credit/debit card/bank account. You can still use them on online shopping if they support PayPal but that's it.
sidreN
>>2226362 There are some pretty nasty opportunities here:
B) Jill, venting everything out
D) Daisy again; foolishly anouncing before even rooling the bottle :P
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>>2226536 >D) Daisy again; foolishly anouncing before even rooling the bottle I'm down for this
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>>2226575 Because that's an entirely different option?
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>>2226362 >>2226536 >D) Daisy again; foolishly anouncing before even rooling the bottle This.
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>>2226362 Daisy had shown far too much weakness. If she had just been a little more brazen or at least acting like she wasn’t as ashamed, she wouldn’t have been as awfully made fun of and pointed at and laughed at by the girls after she was done and climbed down from the wooden bench.
The boys of course, were fascinated and none others than a few enthusiasts of schadenfreude had anything but positive things to say about her. Positive things like “You have a cute pussy,” or “That was hot! Do it again!” of course; if there was a single gentleman in camp I was yet to meet him.
As an experienced master of ceremonies, Jill tried her hardest to start a round of applause, which she succeeded on after some insistence; not that it helped Daisy’s state of mind at all.
Covering her face since there was no point in covering anything else, Daisy ran to the direction of Medea’s circle crying. Jill hadn’t said that her ‘show’ ended with having experienced climax, but I saw in Jill’s face that she was just going to cut Daisy a break on this one.
“H-hey! Careful!” Tammy reproached me after I jumped from her lap. It was time to join in with my friends once more.
Carmen had to become Daisy’s shoulder to cry on, and wasn’t exactly ecstatic about it. Daisy had a few minutes to stop her little tantrum – we all had been through similar stuff, so I wasn’t even sympathetic – while we waited for Jill to join us.
“How could you make me do something like that!” Daisy wailed senselessly. I thought the concept of The Game was quite clear to even an outside observer.
“Well, now you get to take revenge,” pointed out Jill, arriving. “It’s your turn. Oh, and you forgot this,” she threw the rat pelt bikini in Daisy’s general direction, but the undergarment that Medea had worked so hard on was sadly ignored.
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>>2226724 “Whoever loses is at your mercy,” Lisa informed. “Stop crying and roll already.”
A fire ignited in Daisy’s eyes. She had been made miserable so it was righteous for her to think she deserved retribution and a chance had been just presented.
“I can… I can say any dare I want?” she asked between sniffles and a hiccup.
“You remember the rules, don’t you?” exasperated Jill, her kindness and patience all run out. “I told you all about them. Twice. Nothing that is made to hurt people, nothing too malicious… all that stuff. Anything goes other than that.”
“Then… then I’ll…” she sniffled, and cleaned her eyes with an arm decisively looking at Medea’s decanter with fury. “I’ll take my turn, if nobody minds.”
“We can’t go on until you do, so pleashe hurry up,” urged Lisa.
“Mew!” I hadn’t given my input in a long time, so I thought it was appropriate to.
“Then how, how about this?” she paused, and gave a last, long sniffled. “Whoever loses, has to kiss e-everyone at the party!”
“I have an understanding with my boyfriend,” interrupted Lisa. “I can’t kiss other boys.”
“Same here,” Erika lifted her hand. “Also, the werecat shtuff. She’s not supposed to, you know. Get close to males. And shtuff.”
“Yeah, it would kind of strike my credibility if what I just finished telling everyone turned out to be a lie. Can you think of something else?” amicably coaxed Jill, with the ulterior motive of protecting my sexuality.
“But it doesn’t hurt anyone, so it’s okay if I say that dare, right?” Daisy didn’t back down but instead pressed, if anything happy to find something our group would have problems doing.
“Correct, she is in her right to issue such a dare,” Medea sided with her, always the neutral party. “However, you do realize what telling the dare beforehand encompasses, do you not?”
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>>2226726 “Oh, right. And I told you. Twice,” smiled Jill. “Now if it lands on you, you have to do it.”
“M-maybe I should change the dare, after all,” Daisy easily submitted. “No kissing boys. Okay?”
“Understood. Kiss everyone at the party who is not a boy,” Medea robotically announced. “Which is to say ‘kiss every girl at the party’. If there is any objection, voice it before Daisy takes her turn.”
“Wait just a minute! I said I wanted to change the dare after all! I didn’t know that if you said it…! O-okay, I did know; but I forgot,” admitted Daisy.
“No, no take-backs. You were super clear on that,” Lisa cut her off. “You had no problem making me do something that would have… that would make me break with my B.F., so don’t you back down now.”
“Fucking a-guh-reed,” enthused Erika. “Roll the fucking bottle and if Karma and shit is fair, I know who’sh gonna lose this one.”
“It’s just a… it’s less than twenty… or even fifteen percent chance you lose,” argued Carmen. “Are you really going to risk a penalty when you’re not even that likely to lose? Stop you whining.”
Daisy nodded at Carmen, giving her reason. We all resumed our proper positions, and even the sound of the loud music seemed to fade as Daisy took the bottle and gave it a whirl as hard as she could. It was one of the best rolls I had seen in terms of momentum and number of laps. The bottle stayed near the middle of its little platform, rolling and rolling.
“Ha!” Erika cruelly, but forcedly laughed. “HA! HA! How do you like that? Karma is a bitch, ain’t it?”
“You jinxed it by complaining so much about it,” reasoned Carmen.
The loser of the round was once again, Daisy.
“N-no! I can’t! I really can’t!” she fretted at a voice volume that would have been heard if people weren’t being so noisy. “I…” she blushed. “I haven’t even… my first kiss.”
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>>2226727 “Sheesh. Then it’sh about fucking time,” commented Erika, with a very strong nod from both Jill and Lisa, who wholeheartedly agreed.
There was no question that Daisy was a virgin. She has spread her vagina for all to see, after all. We knew what was in there; but to think there was a girl around my age that also hadn’t had her first kiss before camp actually made me a feel a bit better about myself.
“You better start practicing with us,” Jill opined, “because in the party it’s going to be a hell of a lot harder. You’re gonna need some help convincing some of those girls.”
“Everyone’s drunk as fuck,” slurred Erika. “It’ll be fine. And boys love to see girls kiss. No problem. It will be no problem.”
“Wait! We have to kiss her, too?” Carmen bleated with a very piercing voice.
“Well, I see no dick on you; and you’re here; so yesh. I’d say you’re a girl on the party,” Erika, master of deduction, impressed us with her gift.
“You do not necessarily have to kiss her,” Medea encouraged Carmen, “it is Daisy who has to make all possible efforts to kiss you,” she clarified. “If you still refuse despite her best attempts, and only her best attempts, there is nothing we can do to force you. It is not your dare to complete.”
a) Carmen refuses to kiss Daisy, but Daisy attempted it well.
b) Carmen refuses to kiss Daisy, but Daisy didn’t attempt it as well as she could, thus penalty.
c) Daisy has to humiliate herself in order for Carmen to accept.
Lisa is also not thrilled, but she’s drunk enough to not make it that big of a deal. Who’s Daisy’s first kiss?
1) Aria
2) Erika
3) Lisa
4) Jill
5) Medea.
Carmen won’t be the first choice.
//There will likely not be a part until Saturday. Time will tell.
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>>2226729 C1. Daisy *is* Aria's slave tonight, after all, so it might be easier for Daisy if her first kiss was taken from her instead of chosen by her.
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>>2226729 Turned out better than I imagined.
C2, kinda imagine erika having a bit pity for her after getting wrecked by carmens demands. Lets not be too cruel, she still got the whole female camp to go :P
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>>2226729 C2 or 4 make the most sense desu
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What´s the most humilliating thing you think has happened to someone in this story?
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>>2227076 Hard to say. We keep escalating so it's probably something recent, but it also depends on the person in question - Aria embarrasses easily but Jill thrives in the same conditions.
Personally, I'd go with Kathy. Last night, she managed to get two penalty games for herself, and so she's spending the next three days naked with her hands tied behind her back. We haven't seen her much since then, but I'm sure Kathy's been very humiliated by the experience.
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You will notice the options on this part are a sub-option of former choices. Is it okay like that? Otherwise, the other part would have been a little different, this part wouldn't exist, and there would be 1-2 more options.
>>2226884 Glad you liked it.
>>2227076 Objective situation? Melanie. She's not a lesbian, and had to strip naked and have sex with Jill with an audience recording her in broad daylight on the outside; all the people she knew from camp were there, she was already embarrassed because Jill had been "training" her and she had been placed on a position in which people could see her pussy (high tennis chair, no panties). To make it worse she had nothing to wear afterwards; so she left in her birthday suit, surrounded by people asking her and commenting about what she had just done.
From the perspective of the person it was happening to? Aria when she was caught masturbating and shouting Erika's name by Erika herself. She literally almost died of shame. Is not nearly as extreme as things that happened next, but it was by far the more embarrassed Aria had been in her life; she even fainted. There would be plenty of close seconds, like when she stripped the swimsuit she had been lent by Leslie and ran/swam naked to the changing room as fast as she could.
Pure ENF situations are a little hard to find, admittedly we do a lot of Yuri stuff.
>>2226729 “Well, she’s going to need to try very hard,” warned Carmen, still uninviting to the whole idea.
“Guess we can scratch Carmen for first kiss,” Jill deduced. “Choice is up to you; it doesn’t even need to be a girl. It’s not part of the dare, but nothing stops you from finding a boy and kissing him first,” she shrugged, actually making an effort for giving Daisy an out of her predicament.
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>>2227118 “Yeah, I’m not… I’m not against it if she wantsh to do it like that,” Erika agreed, with Lisa and I nodded solemnly. If it was her first kiss, it had to be Daisy’s choice; I was satisfied with how mine was despite it all and wished the same for my slave.
Daisy was hard-pressed. The rest of the coven had tacitly accepted she would take the dare, and there didn’t seem to be that many alternatives other than the penalty itself. Daisy had heard us brainstorm earlier so she knew the full risks. The poor girl had been rendered paralyzed by indecisiveness and could hardly be blamed.
“I know this is hard, and we can even wait for a little while, but are you doing it or not?” Lisa was the first to speak, pressuring Daisy to take action one way or the other.
“I’m… I’m doing it!” Daisy barely was able to whisper, more than looking like she had reached a choice, it was my understanding she merely just really, really didn’t want to deal with the penalty.
“Just pick Medea,” Carmen suggested. “Start with the cute girls and work your way out to the more mature ones. It will be easier like that,” she advised. “I mean… I think it will,” she quickly added, as if that took back the obvious fact she had actually given some thought to the matter.
“If she wants a transition then she should start with the more mannish first,” scowled Lisa, who was not on board with the idea of Medea kissing people.
While the group calmly talked about which action Daisy should begin with – displaying an amount of patience and understanding they rarely did, maybe because two dares in a row were always a little too much –, Daisy Just looked down the whole time, in the direction of her bare crotch.
“Meow!” I leaped and took Daisy by surprise, a sudden impulse telling me that what I was doing was a good idea.
“Aria!” Carmen exclaimed, surprised.
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>>2227119 I was not the kind to do stuff like that, and did think Daisy had the right to choose her first kiss; but I figured it would be easier if I started. Something told me she would face the penalty if she didn’t get a push in the right direction, and with how much we had escalated things and how much Daisy had antagonized people by refusing to change when requested, I just felt sorry for what could happen to her, especially with how hard her latest dare had been on the poor thing. I mean, the girl had broken crying!
With all that in mind, I took the liberty to take Daisy’s first kiss for her own sake. With a leap, I had placed myself face to face to Daisy, and I leaned to lick her lips; they were very soft. Unable to do some motions because of my own dare, afterwards I just pressed my lips against hers in a little peck.
“Pfft! Pfft!” Daisy spat, jumping backwards, which I found a little offensive. “Why’d you do that?”
“Well, she IS your master,” Jill sided with me. “And you were taking awfully long to choose. So, how did you like your first kiss?”
“That wasn’t… that’s… that was with a girl, so it doesn’t count!” Daisy denied, just to have four people laugh at her.
“Hows convenient, then you have n-nothing to worry about,” slurred Erika in too good a mood to even fight Daisy on it.
“If that’s what you think then it’s okay,” Carmen was mercifully enough to concede that much. “You still have like… twenty, twenty five? Or so to go. Keep it up.”
“Even if Aria initiated the encounter, it still counts,” Medea allowed.
“Oh, then that’sh easy. Here, let me help you,” giggled Erika, hugging the sitting Daisy.
Despite being more than a little tipsy, Erika was exceedingly graceful on her execution. She closed her eyes, moved her head a little to the side and barely opened her mouth. Daisy didn’t resist, she stared at Erika with a mix of fear and surprise; her eyes wide open.
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>>2227120 Erika planted a deep, slow and sensual kiss, but not very forceful. She moved slowly, and bit without teeth at Daisy’s upper lip. She then slowly backed away, opened her eyes and smiled. Daisy stood frozen, panting.
“Guess it’s my turn,” said Jill, Erika made room.
Jill was as nearly as gentle as Erika, just taking more control of Daisy by placing a hand behind Daisy’s neck. Jill was also noticeably noisier.
“Yuck, Erika! You left Daisy’s mouth tasting like cheap beer!” Jill complained, half-joking and laughing.
“Huh, ‘snot my fault, talk Dugald about the s-shit he bought,” Erika defended herself.
“Excuse me,” Lisa stepped in, kneeling, pushing Jill aside and cleaning Daisy’s mouth with a paper hanky before planting a quick peck on her lips. “Alright, who’s next? Let’s make this quick.”
“No, next one is on Daisy. We totally would, but the girls at the party won’t stand in line to kiss her,” said Jill, taking revenge on Lisa pushing her away by squishing Lisa’s butt and giving it a slap. Lisa looked at Jill ruefully, but otherwise just walked away and didn’t make a big deal out of it.
Daisy, who hadn’t her first kiss until a minute ago, had four girls – all beautiful, I might add – smooch her in quick succession. She still hadn’t recovered from the shock and just stared blankly into space, breathing a little faster than usual. I didn’t expect to cause a chain reaction, and for that I was a little sorry.
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>>2227122 “Did any of those count?” Erika managed to ask in between giggles.
a) Daisy cries inconsolably.
b) Daisy just doesn’t care anymore. She disconnects from reality.
c) Daisy actually liked it, and it’s trying very hard to either deny it or come to terms with it.
d) Daisy says she needs a drink. Or two. Or eight.
What’s Daisy supposed to do to have Carmen kiss her?
1) Beg in all fours miserly.
2) Please Carmen orally. Carmen will need to drink more for this one.
3) Agree to wet herself in public.
4) Agree to have her fingers inside her snatch at all points on the competition of the dare.
5) Shave her own pubic hair.
6) Something else.
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>>2227123 D 1/4. Drunk Daisy is less mopey Daisy.
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1, though i do like the idea of getting Carmen more drunk as well
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>>2227123 C/D 1
Lets have carmen deny her after she had the whole camp first. (Could maybe lead to some embarrassing moments later ;)
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>>2227123 “I need a drink,” Daisy stated quite seriously after a long pause, her eyes still unfocused, like if she was watching something behind us a long distance away.
Jill stood up and left.
Carmen obligingly gave her the red cup she was holding. Daisy gulped it down in a single second. “That was vodka, you know,” Carmen deadpanned.
“Why are you drinking vodka? That’s Russian,” Erika teased. “Isn’t tequila more your speed?” Carmen ignored her.
“Here,” Jill had quickly returned. She had a glass bottle; it was a quarter full of something that at least didn’t reek as much as beer. Jill handed the bottle over.
Daisy greedily held the bottle upside down and drank it like it was water. Jill was quick to take the bottle back, looking alarmed. “Slow down! This is gin! You can’t drink it like that!” she stressed.
Daisy began coughing as if on cue. “M-more… could I have a little more?” she asked, still sounding out of sorts.
“Most people don’t like it straight, but you do look like you need it,” Jill quickly recovered from her outburst, grabbed which was formerly Carmen’s cup and poured a drink without even looking at it.
“More!” Daisy asked again after finishing it in a single slurp. She was raspy and coughed again.
Jill did fill her cup, but not before lecturing her and making her wait a bit. Lisa went to get some ice, and some more drinks for everyone. She even got some light beer for me; despite her good intentions, I did my best to convey that I was under no circumstances drinking that smelly liquid.
The dare all but forgotten, everyone seemed having a great time reminiscing about the last few days and intoxicating themselves further. Erika lost the little of her sobriety she had regained, even the careful Jill loosened up.
The only remaining sober ones in what felt the whole forest were Medea and me. I loved Erika, there was no doubt that I did; but she could get very obnoxious at times.
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>>2227360 As fondly as they talked about it, most of the experiences they discussed had been terribly embarrassing and it hadn’t been long enough for me to be able to look back and just laugh of them. Maybe it was the lack of alcohol in my system. Erika insisted in hugging me, laughing, giggling, and worse; shaking me very often. Shaking and shaking; she couldn’t stop shaking me!
“And your face! Your face!” Erika laughed telling for the third time about when Carmen had pulled down my panties at the cabin and the group discovered that I was soaking wet. “It was like…!” and Erika did a funny face that I most certainly did not approach my expression during that occasion.
The first time she told the story, there were laughter all around, the second time she got some chuckles, but for the third time Erika and Daisy were the only ones remaining which found the story humorous anymore.
“Awight… that enough,” ordered Jill, taking a plastic cup still half-full of gin from Daisy. “Any… any more and you’re gonna pass out. Go-go do your dare… already. Sheesh.”
Daisy was very complaint with her cup being taken away from her. Erika booed at Jill for a little while, then my nose got her attention and she pinched it until I jumped back and stared daggers at her. Erika laughed and clapped like a retard afterwards. I loved sober Erika to death, but this drunk version of her didn’t convince me.
“Shit, Erika; you’re… you’re wasted,” accurately pointed out Lisa. “You gotta; you gotta slow down, girl!”
“May I?”
In an impressive turn of events, Daisy had managed to stand up, waddle her way up to Medea, kneel down, put her hands on Medea’s shoulders, stare at Medea’s enormous eyes, and ask. Even Lisa and Erika recognized the situation and silenced their banter.
“You may,” simply replied Medea.
Daisy closed her eyes, and even if a little clumsy, she tenderly kissed Medea; not once, but twice.
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>>2227362 “Wooo! Gooo, Daisy!” cheered on Erika.
“T-thanks,” shyly said Daisy, looking away. She cleared her throat. “C-Carmen, d-do you mind if?”
“I’m not drunk enough for that, piss off,” Carmen harshly and quickly remarked.
“Don’t… don’t be like that…! Come, come on!” Erika slurred, advocating for Daisy.
“Jush… jush let her do it. Don’t be a party pooper,” coaxed Jill. “It’s… it’ll be fine. Just you wait, it’ll be fine.”
“She has a whole party to kiss, so I don’t know why she’s so insistent in specifically me. Go on! You have dozens of people to go. Come back later.”
“Yeah… we’ll get her drunk by then,” Jill promised with a wink.
Jill said that, but she still accompanied Daisy, Lisa and I followed as well. Erika stayed behind, she could barely walk straight anymore, and Carmen was just still not willing to show her naked body around in front of males. Medea was just Medea.
The party had not wasted the half-hour we were away from it. The alcoholic consumption had increased quite noticeably, and hardly anyone sober remained. Some people had already passed out; for example Ana; who was naked and eagle-spread, a losing combination if she were to ask me.
Dancing was still quite common, there was no more food left; and the coolers were almost nearly empty; which was a good thing since in my mind these morons were liable to poison themselves otherwise. My return as the werecat barely made any waves; everyone was either focused on their own things or too inebriated to notice.
The girls that Daisy would have the most trouble kissing were undoubtedly the ones that were otherwise occupied. Most couples got to second base, but there were one notable exception that made it to third; which was incredibly shameless if one was to remember the girls were completely nude and one of the only sources of illumination was the bonfire so they had to stay close.
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>>2227365 Jill made a sensible decision on who Daisy would go for first.
“H-hey! Denise! Denise, c’mere! Come, damn it! I said…! Good girl. Hey, can you do me a favor? Kiss this girl.”
“Okay.”
“N-no! Not that one!”
Denise and Lisa made out. Lisa just allowed it to happen even cooperating a little. Lisa tolerated Denise caressing her breasts, but pushed Denise away when Denise tried to get further.
“This one! Kiss THIS one!” Jill clarified, somewhat angry, pointing with both hands at a dazed Daisy.
Some girls were easy, some girls were hard. Denise was very easy; convinced in a second by Jill to give a smooch at Daisy, who for the most part didn’t seem to mind all that much, even when her crotch was grasped.
Tammy was hard. She kept insisting she wasn’t a lesbian and we had to follow her around. Jill managed to get a small group of males to chant “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” which made Tammy finally succumb and plant two quick, tender bites at Daisy’s mouth.
Andrea was easy. A little encouragement from some of her admirers is all it took for her to dominatingly grab Daisy and force her in a pretty serious make-out session in which Andrea figuratively devoured Daisy’s face.
Ana and a few others were also quite easy. All Daisy had to do was kiss the sleeping beauties. One girl named Tonya woke up during the act and Jill found it so funny she left Daisy on her own to explain the situation. Daisy, being unable to talk about the dare as the rules stated, had to instead admit she found Tonya very attractive and that Daisy thought this was her only chance. Tonya dismissed Daisy with nothing but a warning after admitting she felt flattered but Daisy wasn’t her type.
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>>2227367 Jill, Daisy and Lisa went on. I stayed behind because Tonya caught me. I resisted at first, but she knew all the right places to pet, so we cuddled for a little while until she felt asleep again. After kissing her goodbye, I rejoined with the rest.
Daisy had plenty of work ahead of her, but she was nothing if not diligent. With Jill’s support; there were hardly any girls they couldn’t convince or negotiate with. Jill revealed, sounding a little guilty, that she hoped most of the promises she made wouldn’t be remembered by tomorrow.
Breaking couples, now that was quite a task. There were three of them. For the fist one, Daisy charged the hills. With artificial alcoholic courage, she ran to the couple, grabbed the other girl’s face, and kissed her, running away without saying anything. The second time Daisy tried it, it didn’t work; the boy got a little mad with the interruption and called Daisy very ugly things; Jill had to mediate, and in exchange of Daisy getting beer poured on her butt – none got inside that I saw –, she got a kiss.
The third couple was a little trickier. They were getting quite busy and it was too embarrassing for even a most likely already blacked out Daisy – I had my doubts she would remember most of what was going on – to interrupt them. Jill hid, hurled stones at them, and when the boy went to investigate Daisy took the chance to force a quick kiss; the girl didn’t even notice Daisy wasn’t her boyfriend at first, “W-wh…what happened to your dick?” the girl cried, appalled. “A-are those…? T-these are tits…! You’re not Johnny!” and Daisy ran away.
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>>2227370 *
“T-twenty two… that’s twenty-two girls counting all of us,” Jill announced, sounding almost as tired as Daisy. “Wait, did you kiss yourself? You’re a girl, too,” it wasn’t a joke; I had a feeling Jill was just losing her ability to reason. Daisy did a little kissy noise in response, ‘kissing’ her own lips.
“Done,” Daisy responded like she had completed an actual task.
“Twenty-tree,” counted Jill.
Daisy and Jill dragged their feet back to the circle. Lisa had gotten tired of following them long ago and decided to take a quick nap. She didn’t even wake up when I licked one of her exposed buttocks.
“That’sh… everyone…” Daisy basically collapsed in front of Medea. “I kissed every girl in camp. Shome more than once,” she slurred grimly.
“Y-you were the… the one who forgot you had… you had already kissed her…!” argued Jill.
“You’re missing one,” Erika, lying flat on her back, lifted an arm to point at Carmen, who was busy on her phone.
“Oh, yeah… we forgot about Carmen,” Jill giggled. “Shit. You’re… you’re on your own. I’m beat,” she told Daisy.
Daisy with what seemed a very serious effort, got herself in all fours and crawled, step by step, to Carmen.
“C-can I…?”
“Piss off,” Carmen quickly interrupted in dismissal.
Daisy looked at Medea, who slowly shook her head. The dare hadn’t been completed.
“Please,” Daisy begged with her head held low, “please,” she repeated, hugging one of Carmen’s legs. “I… we’ve worked so hard. For so long… please… you’re the only one left,” she paused, “If… if you don’t accept…” she added, unable to finish her sentence due to sobbing.
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>>2227371 Since she couldn’t talk anymore, Daisy instead proceeded to kiss at Carmen’s feet; her crying intensifying by the second.
After a while Carmen let out a sigh; she lifted Daisy’s head. “Just this once,” she permitted, but she was the one to kiss Daisy. It was quick, almost over as soon as it began.
“T-thank you! Thank you! Thank you sho much!” Daisy emotionally and honestly voiced, moved and tearful. Thanking Carmen like that for a simple kiss was quite a turn from her attitude not long ago.
a) It’s late. Get some sleep and prepare the day dare.
b) Aria loses. She is to wake up all the sleeping girls by licking their privates.
c) Carmen loses. Daisy’s holding a grudge. Carmen is to ask people to twist her nipples. Ten people or so will do.
d) Medea loses. She is to wake up the sleeping girls by placing her privates on their mouths.
e) Erika loses. She has to insert a beer bottle on each orifice.
f) Lisa loses. She has to put out the bonfire and deal with the consequences.
g) Jill loses. She has to grab the mic once more to come out of the closet.
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>>2227373 B/F
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>>2227373 Daisy kept kissing Carmen; drunken kisses of thanks all over Carmen’s face. Carmen tried pushing Daisy away and was unsuccessful in her attempts, having to resort to covering with both arms to shield herself from Daisy’s mouth and trying to walk back, only causing the both of them to fall. They hit the ground giggling all the way.
“Daisy! You’re drunk!” Carmen chastised her. “Get away! You’re drunk!”
After a little scuffle, they were ready to take the next challenge. Medea solemnly stated the dare had been completed; Daisy received congratulations from everyone who was able to speak. I tried clapping with my tail, but doubted anyone noticed.
Compared to the showmanship Daisy had shown on her latest turn of the bottle, her new attempt was nothing short of pitiful. Her coordination had gone down the drain.
Even if the bottle gave but one turn and it fell of its little plywood platform slab, I assumed Daisy was content with the result. The loser was no other than Carmen, the girl who had just given Daisy a hard time.
“Y-you have to… you have to…! Y-you have to…!” Daisy stuttered and paused, a sly smile all over her face.
Even with Daisy’s newfound enthusiasm, she found some trouble making herself understood. It took very frustrating five minutes to get her idea out of that head of hers. Jill tried her best to forcefully take the sentences out of Daisy’s clumsy tongue, but she was slurring and stuttering herself; it was painful to watch. I would have screamed if I was allowed to.
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>>2227740 The dare had multiple parts to it. Carmen was to join the party; which was easier than ever thanks to a multitude of factors, most concerning alcohol; also, Carmen had to have her dark brown nipples twisted by at least ten people; the last of which would be Daisy, who would have to be begged for the privilege of inflicting pain upon Carmen. Even Carmen herself would be hard-pressed to admit she didn’t deserve such treatment; it was a perfect example of ironic punishment.
“Don’t fuck with Karma,” Erika had to say about it, or at least I thought she did. Her English had devolved significantly as of late.
“Oh, oh, oh! And… and it can’t be anyone, anyone from here… f-from us!” concluded Daisy, signaling that Carmen would have to make some requests if she wanted to complete her dare.
“B-but doesn’t this directly hurt me? This is… going to be painful…” Carmen protested, stealing a glance at Medea.
“Pain alone is not a deterrent. It should be plainly discernible this is not meant to cause you permanent harm; but rather be embarrassing and uncomfortable,” quickly dispelled Medea.
Carmen quickly surrendered; unlike the phrasing of the dares, the rules of The Game itself were more about intent than specifics; they were not laws to be misinterpreted to find loopholes in; and I doubted she couldn’t see that, not that I blamed her for trying. Watching was one thing, but allowing stranger to touch my body, and such a private part at that, sounded like a bad time.
Carmen dramatically finished the light-beer that was originally meant for me, and threw the bottle away; nearly hitting Medea, who winced and ducked just in time with a little yelp. I was glad she was unhurt, but I loved that little noise she made.
“S-sorry,” Carmen apologized.
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>>2227741 None of us wanted to miss the dare, but it was understood that part of the difficulty of it was Carmen having to go all alone, so we just followed closely behind. Medea staid because apparently the circle needed guarding; and now that Lisa was awake it was Erika’s turn to take a nap.
“Hey… Carmen, right? What’s up?” Kirby greeted Carmen. Kirby was topless, exhibiting his gross muscles he seemed so proud of, and was completely unconcerned and unimpressed with Carmen’s nudity”.
“C-can you… do me a favor?” she shyly asked, using both her hands to cover her crotch, unintentionally pressing her huge knockers together in a way I found alluring.
“Sure, what’s up?” Kirby obliged, somehow able to maintain eye-contact; maybe because he suspected Erika could be nearby.
“It’s uh… really weird. Don’t ask. It just…”
“It’s for The Game, I get it,” Kirby interrupted, but made an accurate assumption.
“I can’t talk about that!”
“I know, I know,” Kirby rolled his eyes. “You and your rules. It’s fine. So, what’s your dare?”
“C-can you… twist… twist my nipples?” Carmen spat the words gutturally in a way that sounded painful to say. Even with the slight illumination in the middle of the night, I could tell Carmen went red quite deeply.
“Ha, wh-what?” Kirby half-laughed having to ask for a repeat due to Carmen’s unexpected and bizarre request.
“Y-you heard me! Don’t make it say it again! Can you do it or not?” Carmen pressed, angry.
“Err… I don’t know. Sorry, I uh… don’t think Erika would like me to be touching her friend’s boobs, you know?”
“She says it’s fine!” Carmen lied. “Now please just do it! I… have to ask a lot of people!”
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>>2227743 “She says it’s fine!” Carmen lied. “Now please just do it! I… have to ask a lot of people!”
Kirby shrugged and complied. He was actually quite gentle, but a nipple twist is a nipple twist. Carmen jumped when the burly hands of the guy reached for her tits, and gasped in pain, discomfort and embarrassment when they clasped the nipples with a thumb and an index finger on each. She cried in pain, despite Kirby only doing less than half a full revolution.
“T-thanks…” Carmen spat when Kirby let go.
“Eight to go… and then Daisy,” Jill giggled, not sounding very sympathetic to Carmen’s plight.
a) Carmen will be reduced to a crying mess because of the pain alone.
b) Carmen gets angry and gets into a fight with a girl who took it too far.
c) Carmen ingests more alcohol to deal with the pain, loses some inhibitions as well.
d) Carmen’s masochistic side comes out unexpectedly and she actually has fun. She won’t admit it, of course.
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>>2227745 D all the way. Carmen *does* prefer being dominated by men, after all, and there are plenty of guys around.
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>>2227745 C+D I feel like the alcohol will help her get to the pleasure
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>>2227745 “Want me to kish it better?” Jill teased, as we walked up to Carmen.
Carmen had taken a break after just talking to Kirby. I wouldn’t admit it to her face, since despite how we started Carmen was still my friend; but her situation was a little funny. Her nipples were in pain, so she started to rub them while hissing, however stopped when she realized how that looked like and that two girls I didn’t know were pointing and whispering about her.
Carmen’s face flaring up again; she took a sit some distance away from the bonfire and hadn’t looked for her second ‘pincher’.
“Sure, knock yourself out!” Carmen answered unexpectedly ireful. “Whatever helps. This… fucking hurts,” she complained.
It was strange, as I hadn’t Carmen figured out as someone who was too afraid to feel pain once in a little while when it was coupled with sexual behavior, and I even dared to think nipple pinching would be right up her alley.
Carmen had huge breasts; in our group they were only second to Lisa’s; and in camp you didn’t see many people who beat her in size. They weren’t perfect, as they sagged a little bit because of their size; which was understandable until you looked at Lisa’s round and perky wonders; nature was unfair like that. Carmen also had big, dark, brown areolas, bigger than any of us. Her nipples were currently erect; most everyone’s were; it might have been summer but we were still all naked while outdoors while late at night.
“Don’t mind if I do!” I didn’t know what Carmen expected, but taunting Jill could only result in one way.
Jill reached for one of Carmen’s boobs, and with no fear or shame joined her mouth kissed it, then started to gently and slowly lick it, occasionally suckling. It looked incredibly sexual, but also the treatment I had seen children give to their wounds. Unlike Carmen, Jill cared nothing for what onlookers could think.
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>>2227872 Without any delicacy or consideration, Carmen grabbed Jill’s head to stop her, and unceremoniously pushed her away.
“It isn’t helping!” Carmen argued, covering herself afterwards, afraid of a continuation. I didn’t know about pain, but Jill’s stunt had noticeable effects on Carmen otherwise.
“T-this… this helps…” Stumbling forward, Daisy offered what little remained of the bottle of gin to Carmen. “J-just drink u-until… it doesn’t hurt no more,” she advised.
Carmen was already tipsy, at the very least. When compared to anyone but Medea and me; you could have called her sober in comparison. Could have.
Taking Daisy’s suggestion to its natural conclusion, Carmen didn’t see a problem with raiding the cooler for something to palliate the suffering she claimed. She also grabbed some ice.
“Oh?” she exclaimed, rummaging and making a wet, watery sound while doing so; making it clear that most of the ice had melted. “Why didn’t you bring this to Aria? You know she doesn’t drink.”
“Meow! Meow!” I cried in anticipation.
Carmen had taken out a small box of milk.
“It’s… it’s a fucking party,” reasoned Lisa. “I thought… if she didn’t have shomething to drink she would… I don’t know, loosen up some. Just ‘cus she’s the werecat, I mean; she can still have a beer or two, you know?”
I wasn’t angry at Lisa for that. I had no way of telling them – yet – that alcoholic beverages just smelled too strongly for me to ever consider drinking them willingly. Still, I was thrilled that I had something to enjoy while Carmen palliated her ills with liquid courage.
I had to run back to the circle and grab my bowl with my mouth in order to be fed; which I found demeaning. I found Medea lying face down, supporting herself with her elbows, watching Erika sleep. I licked Medea’s ears to announce my presence but she didn’t react.
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>>2227874 “O-okay! I’m good! I’m good now! Let’s do this!” fifteen odd minutes later, Carmen had psyched herself up.
I had finished my milk and found disappointing that was the only box. I felt bad for all the cats in the world. When we wanted something from people but couldn’t have it, we had no resource other than waiting or meowing loudly and hoping they could guess it and were willing to give it to us. That was no way to live.
While drinking, Carmen and Lisa had talked. Lisa had no problem in lending Rodrigo for a little bit. Carmen went to do just that the moment she felt prepared. Rodrigo was also aware of the game and didn’t find it too weird when asked to pinch Carmen. He wasn’t as gentle as Kirby was, twisting more at her; but even then Carmen didn’t complain as much.
“Shit… it hurts,” she hissed, leaving Rodrigo behind. “Boys are too rough…”
And girls were no better. Carmen’s third choice was Denise, who, if anything else; at least didn’t ask questions and always seemed to do whatever we wanted her to do with a minimum of problems.
“Pinching? Not my style, but; whatever…” Denise agreed to the request almost immediately. She had kept herself sober and was having a lot of fun with passed out people.
“Ah! AH! N-not so hard… please…” cried Carmen at the touch of Denise, who had absolutely no qualms on placing her hands on other woman.
“Hmm? Then how about this?” Denise twisted further. “Or this?” a little further.
With Carmen immobilized by a very sensitive part, Denise took the chance to kiss her; she then let go of Carmen, patted her cheek twice, turned her back to us and walked away swaying her hips.
“T-thanks…?” said Carmen, reaching for the little bag of ice we had carried with us.
The next experience wasn’t any better. It was my guess that Carmen found it just too awkward to ask to strangers and that’s why we stuck to the usual people. The next one in the agenda was Tammy.
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>>2227875 “N-nipple twisting? Seriously? Okay, whatever. Give’em here.”
Tammy wasn’t rough or cruel; she was just inconsiderate. Without a second thought, she grabbed Carmen and gave a complete three-sixty revolution, making the poor girl squeal.
“M-maybe girls aren’t a good idea, after all…” Carmen reasoned with tears on her eyes, having to rely on the ice again so soon.
Carmen didn’t know any boys, and bashfully asked Jill for help. Jill suggested a few, and Carmen took her pick among them.
“Dugald! What up? Having fun?” Jill cheerfully greeted a skinny guy I hadn’t really talked to, but who I was technically already acquainted with.
“You fucking bet, Jill. What? You came for the mic again? People are going to get pissed at one point. Leave the music alone, okay?”
“Nah, I’m… I’m here for something else, you see…” Jill proceeded to more or less explain the situation.
“Oh, some nipple pinching for a friend who lost a bet? Okay, no prob,” Dugald turned to Carmen.
Dugald was not a gentleman in any sense of the word. Ever since we approached him he had eyed us all over. She had stared at Lisa’s vagina so hardly that the blonde covered up. He switched to Daisy, who did the same. For the rest of the conversation he had his eyes on Jill’s slit; but she didn’t seem to mind enough to do anything about it.
Dugald licked his lips glancing at Carmen’s face, then at her tits. He reached for them, suddenly and unexpectedly, making Carmen wince and grimace.
“Here I go, sweet-tits!” he warned, and started twisting, slowly.
“Ah!” Carmen cried, but not nearly as loudly as she had done with Denise or Tammy. Dugald at least knew how to not be too fast.
“Huh. You kinda like this, don’t you?”
“O-of course not…! W-why would I…? AH!” Carmen tried to deny.
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>>2227877 Dugald twisted to the other side. He wasn’t just mindlessly inflicting pain on Carmen, but more or less molesting her. It wasn’t just twisting what he did, either. He pulled, pushed and circled around Carmen’s nipples, all without letting go.
“Yeah, you don’t like this,” he corrected. “You love it!”
Carmen had nothing to say about it, she was too busy panting and hissing in pain, her eyes shut close and her arms unmoving, to her sides.
“You’re dripping wet right now, ain’tcha? I can fucking smell it. Jill, your friend’s one dirty hoe.”
“Dugald, be nice. She’sh, you know; kinda quiet and shit. The nerd type,” Jill advocated.
“I’m being nice!” Dugald protested. “Don’t you see how nice I’m being?” he inverted his twisting again. “I’m making your friend feel good. She’s lovin’ this shit like you wouldn’t believe.”
“That’s… that’s a lie!” Carmen said in a barely audible whimper.
“You sure you don’t like this?” Dugald alternated pinching and letting go at Carmen’s left nipple.
“Ah…! AH…! Ah…!” Carmen moaned.
“Or this?” he then twisted the other one, half a spin, then let it go, grabbed it again and repeated the process. Carmen jumped each time, and her cries were quite obviously of pleasure. Even I was getting a little excited. “Come on; go ahead and tell me you don’t like it.”
Carmen didn’t say anything, just continued heaving.
“You can’t, can you?” Dugald teased her. “Because you’ve been lying to me. Tell me you’re sorry.”
“S-sorry…” Carmen submitted.
“Tell me you love this.”
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>>2227878 “I… I… I l-love… Hnng! N-no…!
"Say it!" Dugald commanded.
"I l-love…!”
“Dugald! Dugald! Easy on her!” Jill finally intervened, making the guy stop pinching the already reddened and abused buttons. “She still has some people to go besides you!”
Carmen first looked relieved, then a little disappointed. Lisa fetched some ice.
a) Carmen still has three to go. Let’s say all of them are men; Carmen is straight, after all.
b) Two men and one girl? Maybe a dominatrix can step up.
c) Two girls and one guy.
d) All girls! Some more girl love in this shit!
If you want anyone specific doing the deed, speak up.
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>>2227881 I'd say A or B. The idea here is for Carmen to enjoy the dare, and she does prefer being dominated by men.
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>>2227881 B :D
lets give Carmen something to enjoy ;)
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RIP OP. Finally succumbed to the cold nights at the homeless shelter
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>>2228798 Uncalled for assumption.
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>>2228815 I thought it was press X to pay respects.
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Shit, missed opportunity. The "all boys" option should have been D. What is wrong with me?
>>2228798 I warned about the possibility of not being longer able to update daily. You're not that far off the mark, though.
Shit's not working out here. Mid-September I'll be heading north. When the time comes I'll say my farewells then in case I don't make it. Until then the story will not stop. It will be updated every time I can whenever there's enough votes.
>>2227881 “Sorry, Carmen. I thought he would behave,” Jill felt the need to say.
I found it very surprising that Jill would apologize. It was plain as day that Carmen didn’t rue such treatment; and Jill was fond of teasing people and making them break out of their shell. To an outside observer, I could see how they would think that Carmen said what she said – or almost said it – to make the pain stop; to me, to Jill; and even to Lisa is she wasn’t drunk enough, reality was not hard to discern.
“Don’t worry, I know nicer guys!” Jill added, punctuating with a giggle.
I doubted it. All of them were scum, and in my experience Dugald was one of the better ones; it only got worse from there. Still, Carmen didn’t have – or want – any other options and followed Jill’s lead.
“T-them? Does… does it has to be them?” Carmen stopped dead on her tracks before we even made it close to where Jill was pointing at.
I recognized them; and it was unthinkable Carmen didn’t. One just doesn’t forget people like that. Jill grabbed Carmen’s arm and started pulling at her.
“I don’t… maybe someone else?” Carmen pleaded.
“I knows them, they’re… they’re fiiiine…!” Jill slurred, although she was more than likely aware of the situation at hand, even in her current state, her expressions and smiles sure showed it. “Hey boooys!” she shouted ahead of us.
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>>2228942 “Hey, Donni; hey, Aldon,” Jill answered the greeting with a wave, still pulling at Carmen with her other hand. “And…” she stopped at the girl the tall guy, Donni, was talking to before we intruded.
“Oh, this is Paulina,” Donni introduced us. “She’s cool as shit.”
“Shit isn’t cool,” Paulina demurred.
“Shit. Though luck, huh? Is that a…” Lisa pointed at something in Paulina’s crotch, leaving her sentences incomplete in purpose.
“Yes, it’s a tampon,” Paulina rolled her eyes and quickly answered in exasperation. “Just my fucking luck.”
I looked away as fast as I could. Once the little string coming out of Paulina’s pubic area had called my attention, I had a sudden and strong urge to chase after it; and that would be very, very inappropriate but at the same time I knew full well that I wouldn’t be able to help myself if it came to that. The best solution to have was just not looking at it, which was a shame because Paulina’s pussy was actually pretty. Watching other girl’s bodies was my favorite part of the party; and since I was tolerating the horrible scents and the loud music, I happened to think to have deserved at least that much.
All girls grimaced in sympathy with Paulina. Yes; it had to suck to be in her period the night everyone decided to get naked. Paulina had to choose between stripping – there was no way people would let her keep her clothes – or leaving; and back then people were terrified of what was lurking out there – me –, so it had to be hard and embarrassing for her; be walking around with a tampon inside and absolutely nothing to hide the string with, other that if she wanted to put it inside the vagina; which apparently she didn’t.
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>>2228943 “So you guys are hanging around with the werecat?” the shortest guy, Aldon, interrupted after clearing his throat, probably wanting to change their topic; at the very least he was not the kind of man who wanted to hear girls talking about their periods. “That’s cool.”
“She followsh me everywhere, everywhere I go,” Jill proudly stated. “It’s so cute!” she petted me, starting from my head and then running her hand down my back, going lower and lower as she scratched. That prompted from me a response that I couldn’t control in the slightest, making me raise my rear.
“Can I touch her?” Paulina didn’t delay to wonder, stepping forward and handing the cup she had on her hand to Donni.
“It seems she doesn’t like you,” Lisa pointed out, watching me shy away from Paulina.
“Why the hell not? I’m naked, aren’t I? Embarrassing as fuck, but what can you do? People went insane. I lost a pretty nice pair of panties, just so you know,” Paulina kept complaining, it didn’t look like the night had gone well for her.
Meanwhile, I was trying my hardest to focus on things that were not that small string on Paulina’s thighs. I wanted to scratch at it and try to catch it so badly! I even whimpered, being unable to keep my unhappiness hidden for longer.
“Look, you remember Carmen, right?” Jill didn’t know exactly what was wrong; she couldn’t have, but still stepped in front of me, blocking the three newcomers from being able to get close. “She needs a little favor from you three.”
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>>2228944 a) Aria can’t hold it and plays with the string, deeply offending Paulina.
b) Paulina thinks the cat is trying to attack her and she flees (she still gets to pinch Carmen).
c) Aria behaves herself at no small effort. Paulina gets to touch her and they more or less bond.
Two boys and one girl was the winning scenario. You know the three now.
1) They take it easy on Carmen, more or less.
2) They make it actually hard on Carmen; but she doesn’t mind. She does cry, though.
3) Dominatrix. Paulina realizes Carmen’s fetish and exploits it.
4) Mean boys. The boys are as mean as Carmen remembered, and soon realize what Carmen is about.
5) The whole group (Jill and Lisa included) play with Carmen at once. Carmen still completes her dare.
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>>2228947 C3. I was considering 2+3 but it makes the dominatrix attitude more pronounced if the other two aren't so hard on her.
Hope things turn out alright for you, the way you've managed to keep this up in the midst of all of those problems is already amazing.
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>>2228947 C3... I'm thinking whether it is a good idea for C→A to ruin the atmosphere but it probably is not a good idea
>>2228942 Please fill in this form
https://imgur.com/2LyGxp6 and then send me personally... what sort of personal communication channels do you have now?
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>>2228947 A3 - cats dont hold back ;)
it also is a plausible reason for Paulina getting really mean :>
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>>2228947 A3. Aria should not hold herself back. Paulina won't strike back at a potentially dangerous werecat right? Paulina can take her frustrations out on Carmen. If Paulina is still pissed she can find Aria during the day to demand some kind of deal to make things square.
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>>2228980 It would be e-mail. I'm in no position to deny anything offered to me; it is however, only delaying the inevitable.
There are no jobs here for me and I lack the studies/skills to make money online. My gratitude will be boundless, the gesture deeply appreciated; it still doesn't change that unless someone's somehow willing to support my lazy ass; I will still have to risk it.
>>2228947 Swaying from side to side, playfully enticing me; wigging, jumping; watching the little white string coming from in between Paulina’s legs and forcing myself to not do anything about it was torture. Sure; I was a cat, but I was a well-behaved and home-broken cat; clawing at a girl’s crotch that I was not even acquaintances with was just too rude even for an animal.
Even with everything that was going on; I could tell I was one of the focal points of attention. That all changed the very moment Jill started to explain what reason we sought after the trio. Aldon’s face brightened, Donni wanted to smile but refused to, and Paulina grimaced in confusion.
“Seriously? Pinch her nipples? And you call that a favor?” Aldon, the shortest of the guy laughed as he spoke. He finished his drink in a single gulp, threw his cup away and rubbed his hands together, taking the opportunity to go first.
“You’re disgusting,” Paulina chastised. She had been getting closer to me; her interest of interacting with the werecat hadn’t dwindled when compared to the other two.
At Aldon’s forward and unadulterated intentions, Carmen gave a step back, her breath once again becoming heavier and faster. She bit her lower lip as if to repress something, then stood straight and closed her eyes, putting her voluptuous chest forward and her hands behind her back in a gesture of absolute submission to what was ahead.
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>>2229672 “Go ahead. Don’t be… too much of a brute and shit, but don’t hold back that muuush either,” Jill winked at Aldon and signaled at Carmen as if she was offering a luxurious meal.
Aldon was unceremonious and blunt. He placed his grubby mitts on Carmen at the repeated invitations without a second thought.
It was not nipple-pinching the thing he did first; with his hands on Carmen’s tits, his instinct was to fondle them. His fingers ran across the whole surface, his wrists twisting; he was getting the chance to feel Carmen up and no one had anything to say about it; we all just stared.
By sidestepping slowly, Paulina had made it to my side. She placed a curious hand over my head; I just closed my eyes and tried not to think about the string; it could ruin Carmen’s dare if I was to drive people away.
“That’s enough foreplay,” Lisa protested Aldon’s actions after nearly a minute of him not seeming to have any hurry about completing the favor. “Are you doing it or what?”
Carmen didn’t open her eyes; she kept panting and was starting to transpire, every now and then releasing a quiet moan whenever Aldon had grabbed with a little too much strength.
“Sure, sure,” Aldon answered dismissively; not apologetic on the slightest. I decided I hated him right there. Paulina had already sat by my side, trying to not mind them. She didn’t seem scared anymore, but was still careful, testing how far she could go. I licked one of her knees amicably, telling her I was friendly… to naked girls. Apparently that was my prerogative now.
Passing his tongue over his upper lip, Aldon shifted his point of attention and let go of Carmen for a single second. His hands shifted into three-pronged claws with his last two fingers held back.
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>>2229673 Carmen yelped upon contact of Aldon against the brownest part on her skin, the culmination of the bountiful cups in her pectoral area. The motions of Aldon’s fingers reminded me of a cook trying to sprinkle some powder. Carmen, already rendered sensitive by the manipulation, alternated between hissing and crying; even I wasn’t sure if it was out of pleasure, pain, or a weird mixture of both.
During Aldon’s incursion, none around him pronounced a word. We were an audience and nothing more. Aldon did not talk to tease Carmen; he was concerned with one thing and one thing only, and that was to derive pleasure himself.
Aldon’s expression was one of absolute bliss; it was too disgusting for me to bear looking at it; it wouldn’t have surprised me if he started to drool. Meanwhile, Carmen was tremendously debasing herself by having a face very similar to Aldon’s; although far more graceful and beautiful; there was no comparison to be considered.
Aldon would have kept going for as long as he was allowed to. He tried several movements on Carmen’s boobs that we had already seen Dugald perform; and when he ran out of ideas he just repeated himself. It was up to Jill to stop him; and Aldon didn’t seem as affected by Jill’s mysteriously powerful authority over everyone who frequented the tennis courts; he had to have his hands slapped.
“Eeeek!” Carmen cried, as Jill’s slap had forcefully removed Aldon’s fingers from pressing on her once again reddened nips, no doubt making Carmen experience something unpleasant.
“I said stop!” for a little while, Jill recovered absolute sobriety. Her eyes focused and glared at Aldon with severity. “Did you not hear me the first time?”
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>>2229674 Aldon hurried to say he was sorry; although he didn’t sound sincere. He still complied with Jill, rubbing the back of his hands where Jill had impacted them. I had experienced Jill’s astonishing arm strength when playing tennis against her; it was not to be trifled with.
Carmen was offered a little break.
“Huh. Kinky,” Paulina commented when we reached for more ice to stop the reddening and hopefully avoid swelling on Carmen’s titties.
Paulina was not wrong. Having the nude Carmen sit and press cold ice to her bosom was a pretty sight. Aldon had held Carmen for far longer than anyone before him; so Carmen had to be throughout; although between the constant touching and then the frigid contact of the ice cubes; Carmen’s nipples just stayed erect basically all the time, never getting a break; in a way I felt sorry for the poor things.
It looked even more lewd that having a boy touch them. Carmen drew little circles around her dark, brown areolas, making noises of displeasure which could easily be mistaken by something else due to the disparity of temperature between her hot body and the ice. It looked like nothing short of plain masturbation.
It didn’t help that Carmen was getting moist between her legs. The clear liquid forming there wasn’t still a significant amount to be seen with the light provided by the bonfire; at least not yet; yet to my nose it was as obvious as it could get. This wasn’t strictly a dare for Carmen; it was basically a game of pleasure she was using the rest of us for.
During her molestation Paulina and I had come to an agreement. I would get rubbed and caressed, and in exchange I would purr and nuzzle, giving her access to wherever she wanted to touch. With Paulina’s legs prudishly closed as we were sitting, and my eyes closed most of the time, I had found the way to stay out of trouble.
“Carmen saysh she’s ready,” Jill announced. “Paulina, you got a problem?”
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>>2229675 Carmen, understandably, was bashful to directly give the instruction to be fondled again. After her break was done, she had whispered it to Jill, who was in charge to relay it.
Jill was eying at Donni, implying he was next. It wasn’t clear what sort of relationship Paulina and Donni had, but it was tacitly admitted something was going on between them. Jill wasn’t inconsiderate enough to not ask for permission.
“Just so you know, what you do to this girl, I’ll be doing to your balls,” Paulina said with a cruel smile. Donni winced and then smiled; but his smile was not returned. It wasn’t a joke? Paulina stared daggers at Donni; her hands even stopped petting me.
“Come on, don’t be like that!” Jill rushed over to Paulina’s side, putting a shoulder over her, half-standing. “It’s a party!”
“D-don’t…”
Both were well-endowed; and both were completely in the nude. When Jill came into contact with the girl, one of Jill’s boobs crashed against Paulina, making her slightly blush. Jill either didn’t notice or pretended not to, and kept insisting until the flustered brunette was left with no option but to comply if she wanted to avoid Jill getting closer and handsier.
A little doubtful since he was still getting hateful glances despite it all, Donni got in front of Carmen. With shaking and indecisive hands; his fingers approached Carmen’s still erect nips like he was going to try and operate a very delicate apparatus – which was honestly not that far off the truth.
Under the scrutinizing gaze of the displeased Paulina, Donni was very slow a gentle; a tad too much. I couldn’t shake the image that he was somehow attempting to open a vault.
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>>2229676 “This… this guy doesn’t know how to pleashe a woman, huh?” Jill quipped with contempt. “Why do you even keep him aroun’?” she joked at a giggling Paulina that had to admit that Jill was on point. “Let me do you a solid, girl; and teach this… err… hunk, how to use those hands.”
There was a change in the atmosphere as soon as Jill’s hands were placed on Donni’s. It wasn’t just that Jill’s unclothed front was held against Donni’s back in front of what could be potentially his girlfriend, but Carmen’s reactions.
With Jill and Donni, it was two pair of hands instead of one for each of Carmen’s little buttons; and Jill wouldn’t have Donni being mild at his job; but if anyone know exactly how hard to press and push someone, that was Jill.
It wasn’t just about pinching. Jill used her nails, nearly causing Carmen to scream; then rubbed for a few seconds giving the nipples some time to recover to them flick them when no one was expecting it. Carmen never knew what was coming next, and she had given up on controlling or modulating her voice.
“J-Jill…!” Carmen weakly grunted.
“I think I’m shtealing too much of the spotlight,” Jill giggled, “have you learned anything, Donni?”
Donni looked at Paulina right in the eyes before proceeding, something in him changed, like he was tired of being shackled by her, maybe for being belittled by Jill, having her pride wounded. “Yeah, I think I got it,” he said, dryly.
Carmen was the one to pay for the resentment between those three. Donni changed to be rougher than Aldon was. He pinched Carmen, and then lifted her whole boob holding it by the end.
“Ahh…!” Carmen cried. “D-don’t!”
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>>2229677 Not listening to Carmen’s pleads, Donni shook that poor tit as if it was a whip; I could basically see the shivers it sent down Carmen’s spine. Donni was not even minding the girl he was touching, gazing instead right at Paulina, who had taken a handful of my hair and was clenching it as hard as it could. I meowed in complaint, not getting any results out of it. Donni whipped at the remaining breast, harder.
“That’s enough!” it looked painful, so Lisa and Jill interrupted at the same time.
Both girls jumped Donni, making him let go. “I’m… I’m fine,” Carmen insisted when repeatedly asked. Jill got mad, Donni didn’t even listen.
“We’re leaving,” he announced angrily.
a) The couple keeps fighting using Carmen as their outlet.
b) Paulina tells Donni to leave by himself, and instead unexpectedly enjoys herself a little too much playing with Carmen.
c) Paulina attempts to make Donni jealous by using Carmen.
d) Paulina listens to Donni, another Dominatrix appears.
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>>2229678 B. I like Paulina, Donni can go away for all I care.
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>>2229678 >>2229770 The opposite of everything this guy said. my vote is for anti-B (B, but Paulina and Donni are switched).
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>>2229678 B, yeah, I like Paulina and after the two guys were pretty mean about it it'll be nice to see her dom Carmen in a way that's more pleasurable.
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>>2229826 Okay. I don't really think much about my personal information.
The address given is not truly my place of residence; but they would never steal from me.
>>2229678 “No, YOU’RE leaving!” Paulina harshly disagreed, flinging a pebble at Donni’s direction. It harmlessly landed on his jeans.
“What? What did I…?” Donni fumed, confused. “Meh… forget it. Fuck you anyway. I’m out,” he threw his hands in the air then did a signal with a head movement to Aldon, who had been very quiet ever since the situation turned tense.
“S-see you around, Paulina?” Aldon awkwardly tried to deescalate.
“Go fuck yourself,” Paulina was not in the mood even in front of good nature behavior.
“You’re just in the rag, talk to us when you’re past that,” Aldon quickly shifted, making Donni snicker. Paulina clenched her teeth and fists, getting redder by the second, nearly foaming from her mouth. Aldon took the warning and went away.
What an asshole! Even when they happen to be true, there are things one just doesn’t say. I had the already bad opinion I had of him reinforced.
“Yeah, who needs him, anyway?” Paulina retorted, at the border of tears. She tightly hugged me; she had seemed ashamed and uncomfortable when coming into too much nude bodily contact against Jill; apparently she didn’t have that problem when it was me.
Three awkward seconds followed. No one did or said anything. When I had the impression Lisa was about to open her mouth to console Paulina, the brunette instead jumped to her feet.
“So it’s my turn now, right?” she chirped in an artificially uppity voice. “The pinching thing for the bet and whatever.”
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>>2230340 “Can I take a little break?” Carmen pleaded so quietly probably I was the only one who heard. She was not far from tears, herself.
“What crazy bets. You people sure know how to get wild!” Paulina complimented confirming my suspicions that she hadn’t heard Carmen. “This is Jill’s idea, right? You are insane, girl.”
Paulina lightly and repeatedly tapped one-handed at Carmen’s titties. She gave a longing sight. “You’re about the biggest here, aren’t you? I’m not jealous or anything; I’m just saying,” she took a rude glance around, like she just had realized we all had breasts. “And the werecat’s the smallest of us. Poor thing,” she commented.
While as far as Paulina knew I couldn’t understand English, I knew she was a little emotional and more than a little drunk; I still thought that was uncalled for.
“You’re going to foreplay, too?” Lisa rasped disapprovingly.
“Oh, sorry,” Paulina just then realized she had been tapping and shamelessly touching at the unresisting Carmen’s bosom while talking, and stopped.
“No, let her,” Jill opposed, clearly discriminating between what she allowed between girls and boys. I was a similar mind, and would even take it farther, so had nothing to criticize. “Do whatever you want. Carmen hash to com-complete her bet, after all. Iss that right, Carmen?” she slurred with a smile.
Carmen just nodded, defeated. She would have never said it out loud, but ever since Donni started being rough she experienced a change. From scent alone I could easily discern she was experiencing the same thing I was just before Erika went on me; it was in front of a lot of people so I was too embarrassed to even think, but the need was so strong and the justification of having to complete the dare was so convenient that surrendering to pleasure didn’t seem that bad.
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>>2230341 “No, no; sorry. I’ll just pinch real quick and get out of your hair,” stressed Paulina.
“If you do that, you-you-you’re gonna make Carmen here fail her da… fail her bet!” Jill appealed, pouting and getting uncomfortably closer to Paulina. “Don’t… don’t be mean to Carmen. Do you hate her or shomethin’?”
Much like she did with Donni, Carmen guided Paulina’s hand, while standing behind her. Jill’s crotch was unapologetically pushing at the brunette’s butt, not allowing her to back down. Whenever Jill moved her thighs forward, Paulina was forced to do the same; and from my perspective what brought Paulina the more distress was Jill’s boobs pressing hard on her back, playfully making little circles.
“O-of course not? Hate her? Jill, you’re drunk!” Paulina gasped, offering some resistance to Jill’s attempt to use her as a puppet.
“Then be nishe to her,” Jill grabbed both of Paulina’s hands and carefully guided them back to Carmen’s front.
Paulina – made by Jill – started at Carmen’s shoulders. She passed her hands with a gentle caress downwards to her the upper parts of her breasts, to then move to the side to dodge them entirely and instead get ahold of Carmen’s sides, tracing down all across her curves on her waist, then hips.
“Cute, isn’t she?” Jill teased.
I didn’t know who was more flustered, Paulina or Carmen. Donni’s yells had made some people turn their head, even with the loud music. Those same people liked what they saw, and called their neighbors to take a look. Carmen didn’t notice; her eyes had remained closed.
“Uh… Jill…” Paulina nervously cautioned, her held hand making its way a little downwards and to the center, on Carmen’s mons pubis. It was moving slowly towards a place Carmen did not agreed to get touched on; but she didn’t protest on the slightest.
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>>2230342 “This is a girl’s off button,” Jill couldn’t contain a dumb giggle. “When, when you want to finish, presh here,” both Paulina and Carmen panted as two hands got as close to Carmen’s intimacy as they could without actually touching it. “M-my off button also worksh, if you want me to stop… anytime,” she whispered to Paulina’s ears sensually.
Under Jill’s instructions and influence, Paulina started where Donni left off. Jill only held Paulina’s wrists, so the fingers were not being controlled; that was up to Paulina.
Timid at first, Paulina’s hands could barely bear to pass around Carmen’s areolas, opting for very mellow fondling all around the area.
“Carmen loves it how you’re doing it,” Jill loudly announced, pointing out something that was very clear; Carmen couldn’t stop herself from making sounds of pleasure, even in front of our little audience of six people, “but remember; you have to pinch,” Jill lightly pinched Carmen, making her sigh. “If you don’t…”
Forcing Paulina’s legs to slide open, Jill faced me. Even when we were all naked, not many girls were keen on flaunting it all at all times. Pussies are small things; careful leg movement or a few fingers can cover them; even for those of us who didn’t have pubic hair; so this was the first proper and detailed look I got to Paulina’s vagina.
“Ahh!” Paulina cried in embarrassment and the slight pain that the sudden movement could have caused.
“If you don’t…” Jill continued, “I’ll let the werecat here have her way. She loves… licking,” Jill gave a quick lick to Paulina’s neck to make a point, making her yelp. “Unless… that’sh what you want, you dirty girl.”
“Of course not. Jill, you’re completely wasted,” heaved Paulina, trying in vain to close her legs back again.
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>>2230343 While I was not interested in orally pleasing anyone in public, my ears automatically pointed whenever they heard either ‘Aria’ or ‘werecat’ towards the source of the sound; not to mention that a cute little slit I wasn’t acquainted with was too much of a temptation to not stare at, now that I was supposed to be a cat and not care much for manners. All in all, I could see how Paulina could think I was quite focused on her and probably wishing to partake in cunnilingus.
“A-alright,” Paulina agreed, intimidated. “Just… let go of my hands. I’ll do it right,” she compromised, gulping while observing me with caution, no doubt considering the possibility of me jumping her.
Jill let go of her at once, whispering at Paulina to proceed. Paulina found it hard not actually being forced to. She stared at Carmen’s tits, doubtful and ashamed. Like a mannequin, Carmen just allowed whatever would happen to happen; the almost unnoticeable shift of weight on her feet telling me that she wanted to rub her legs together, yet didn’t dare to.
In contrast with Carmen’s brown skin, a white hand clenched on her left breast, making her moan. Paulina had finally sparked to action. With something akin to conviction, or maybe pressured by Jill’s hands which were now free once again and were heading lower without sign of stopping, Paulina placed all five of her extended fingers evenly divided across Carmen’s areola and started to circle them slowly; shifting the rotation whenever the wrist couldn’t go on.
First just with one hand, then the second one. The contact with the nipples was minimal; but it was undoubtedly sexual and enticing nonetheless. Our audience grew as time went on; and Jill, satisfied with Paulina’s speeding movements, finally let go of her altogether; although first, she whispered something to Paulina; who blushed. Paulina quickly tapped at Jill’s crotch; Jill then went away quietly.
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>>2230344 Now the feet that were shifting weight more noticeably were Paulina’s. She was biting her lips and her heartbeat quickened. Because of the music Carmen was probably not aware of how many campers were surrounding us and didn’t bother to mask her reactions to being repeatedly stimulated.
Moaning, shrieking, shuddering; Carmen was an adorable doll to be used. Paulina kept going; she had mustered enough courage to be blunt and rough; repeatedly pinching and flicking. For some reason, Paulina thought at one point that it would be a good idea to use her mouth; and lightly bit into one of Carmen’s huge tits; just the very tip of a nip. Carmen made a face of complete approval, loving it.
It caused so much cheering that the sound overshadowed the music, making Carmen finally open her eyes. She saw ten odd members of a mixed-gender crowd all watching her be basically masturbated by a girl she considered a stranger; and yelled out in shame; covering as if realizing her nudity for the first time.
Carmen’s reaction also gave Paulina some perspective; she also immediately stopped what she was doing and reflexively covered her breasts; as understandably too many eyes were on her for comfort.
a) Aria loses. She’s to attack and forcefully eat out a girl.
b) Medea loses. Joining the party while anally pleasing herself will do.
c) It’s late; already 2 in the morning. Jill loses and she’s to finish the party as a dare. Day dare follows right after.
d) Daisy loses. To avoid them getting a cold, Daisy wakes up all the sleeping girls. Each one must be woken up differently; and the coven takes turns deciding the methods.
e) Erika loses. She has to have sex with her boyfriend; it can be in a private place out of sight but she has to scream as loudly as possible. Sadly, Aria does not in any way, shape or form wants to witness this.
f) Lisa loses. She’s to insert a finger into a stranger’s orifice. Stranger must be awake, and Lisa must try to deny what she did
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>>2230345 A. It sounds like fun, and in front of everyone it'll dispel any doubt about the werecat's fondness for naked girls.
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>>2230345 D. someones should wake them up.
Doesn't Carmen still need to beg for Daisy to twist her nipples. I am kinda looking foreword to that.
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>>2230345 F sounds pretty funny
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>>2230567 I can't thank you enough. This means a lot to me; it's weeks worth of time I don't have to face off against the Coyotes.
>>2230519 You can always vote for the girl when one's not specified (or even if she was specified, you can overrule it).
Since there was only one vote, that one vote wins.
>>2230345 “M-maybe we should just get out of here,” Lisa suggested, not blind to the situation.
“Not yet,” Jill stopped us. “Paulina, r-remember, right? You have to… have to push… Carmen’s off button!”
“Seriously, now?” Lisa incredulously chastised.
Paulina had wanted to flee the scene, but was held by her wrist by no other than Jill, and had just been instructed of what she had to do to free herself. Even though not looking exactly ecstatic about it, Paulina quickly reached in between Carmen’s legs and pressed both sides of Carmen’s vulva like they were buttons.
“It’s… wet?” she quietly commented. Why the hell would Paulina think it wasn’t? Carmen had obviously been enjoying herself.
Paulina fled north; Jill, Lisa, Carmen and I took the southwest. We weren’t followed. Shortly after we faded back to our little base of operations; where Medea had been faithfully waiting for us. Erika was up.
“Done already?” Daisy asked.
“You’re the only one missing,” informed Lisa.
“I need a break; please, I’m hurting real…” Carmen started, but was rudely interrupted.
Not allowing her to finish, Daisy decisively pinched Carmen’s nipples with zero grace or consideration, just seeking to inflict pain.
Carmen, who was sensitive and still paining from Donni and Paulina, let out a scream that Jill had to silence with a hand so someone hearing wouldn’t think a girl was being slaughtered and discovered our hideout.
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>>2230618 With Lisa holding Carmen’s arms so she couldn’t break her dare even if she wanted to; Daisy was just allowed to do whatever she wanted. It wasn’t erotic or mild; just plain torture. She twisted and pressed as hard as I could without resulting excessive; lest she would face our combined wrath for bringing harm in purpose to a member of the group.
Daisy behaved in a way a bully or a bad older sibling would; but she soon tired and Carmen was let go by the trio clenching at different parts of her body. Carmen didn’t outwardly protest, but did dedicate a hateful glare at Daisy before taking her place.
We had a short talk with Erika where Lisa and Jill summarized what had happened. Carmen was teased about her many experiences; but she took it like a champ, more worried on using the last of the ice on her already swollen poor nipples.
The loser for the next round was of course, me. I had been quiet and in peace for far too long. With nudity being completely normalized, everything that remained would be terrible, I just knew it.
“Jill gave me a little idea for the next dare,” Carmen bubbled eerily, I didn’t need to hear anymore, but she clarified anyway. “Aria… werecat; can you attack a girl for your next dare? You know how,” she winked at me. “The way Jill mentioned you would.”
I tapped at the ground with my tail once, internally sighing. Yes, I knew what she meant and it was a valid dare; I couldn’t complain or go against it.
“Oh, can, can you make it be Paulina?” Jill requested at Carmen. “She’s… s-she’s all ready to go and I think… she was having a lot of fun but got i-interrupt’d. Get her while she’s warm!”
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>>2230619 Carmen found it hard to comment on it. She was no moron and was well aware of how stimulating the pinching dare had been for both Paulina and her. Now that she had calmed down somewhat; Carmen found it again embarrassing to discuss or admit; she still agreed to Jill’s petition with the tacit understanding to make her shut up and leave the topic alone.
Jill was to be my witness; she also volunteered to be my ‘wrangler’ when the time. I would be far more content running into the forest; but Jill’s idea was well-received and I complied.
Erika and Daisy went, as well. Erika wanted to stretch after her little catnap; and since this wasn’t Daisy’s dare she couldn’t call the shots and stay behind without permission. It was decided she needed to join the part sometime. Carmen deserved a rest, and Lisa said she felt sorry for Medea always remaining behind and wanted to keep her company.
Erika and Jill helped me find my victim. I would have a hard time doing it because several of my senses were impeded by the party itself. Tracking anyone by scent was but a dream; and I could consider myself lucky to hear what people were saying already; anything else was made impossible by the speaker. As for sight; I was forced to walk in all fours and was a little short on stature to begin with; and since I was accompanied I couldn’t climb to have a look from above.
“Leaving already?” Erika sounded a little better after her rest; just a little.
We found Paulina slowly walking away from the party, into the forest in the direction of the cabins; just using the screen of her phone instead of the flashlight on it to not draw too much attention. She had a pretty, pink purse on her shoulder; which looked like the only thing she hadn’t burned at the bonfire.
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>>2230620 “Y-yeah… I’m calling it a night,” she admitted, going red in the face after meeting Jill again. “A-ask Jill, here,” she told Erika, the one who started the conversation in the first place, “my uh… date? I guess? He ditched me,” she inaccurately stated, I remember her telling him to go away, “and it’s getting late, and, uh…” she looked away.
“And after our little show back there you don’ wanna be ‘round people, huh?” Jill helped her to finish her sentence.
With her gaze meeting her feet, Paulina nodded, admitting to the truth. It was understandable.
“Oh, alrighty… don’t you let us get in your way. B-but before, before you go, can you do me a favor? It will take a minute; no, ten seconds,” Jill requested in a barely intelligible fashion.
“What sort of favor?” Paulina replied, suspicious. It was hard to blame her after the last thing we asked of her.
“N-nothing, nothing really; can you just… come with us for a sec…? Just a sec,” Erika followed.
“I… I don’t know. It’s really late, and I’m tired,” Paulina gave all the usual excuses, making it clear she was unwilling to.
“Come on!” Erika insisted.
Both Erika and Jill lightly pulled at Paulina, their demands never stopping. Paulina was given literally no choice; every time she tried to give a step, she was forced to give two backwards. Maybe in order to save face, or just because she was tired of fighting back, she finally agreed: “Alright; but just a minute!” she sealed her fate.
It might have been my dare, but Jill wanted to set it up for me. While there was some sort of twisted kindness in her reasoning; it was mostly because she didn’t want the werecat to attack a naked girl from sole initiative; she was very interested in selling the narrative I was completely harmless unless provoked. Erika very much concurred.
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>>2230621 It was thus decided that Paulina was to be drawn to the middle of the party; so we could also get an audience, because of course if I was to do anything embarrassing I needed people to watch me do it; Heaven forbid that I could go an hour or even two without facing complete humiliation. The place Erika and Jill decided was near the speaker, where we left Dugald last time.
The cooler had been emptied and the bonfire had been constantly dimming in contrast to the blazing inferno it was when all the girl’s clothing had been thrown into it. Not that many points of interest remained. The party was finally dying.
“W-what is it, that thing you wanted?” Paulina ventured to ask with a raspy voice, already fearing something.
“Nothing much, just…” began Erika, getting suspiciously closer to Paulina, who tried her best to back away.
“Grab her!” Jill shouted with very good instincts, it was the moment when Paulina moved her weight to the right and positioned her feet to run away; I barely noticed; for Jill to be able to tell as drunk as she was and without my night vision, I was thoroughly impressed.
Paulina stood no match against those two; she wasn’t exactly sober, either. “W-what are you doing?” she fretted, alarmed; with Jill holding her back; Erika had let go.
“Doing you a favor.”
Our little scuffle went unnoticed; as not for nothing was this taken part on the most populated place left on the whole affair. Erika; who wasn’t holding Paulina, passed a shameless finger in between her legs.
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>>2230622 “You’re so damn wet… you really need this, trust me.”
“Bring the werecat,” Jill instructed to Daisy.
a) Paulina somehow frees herself; Aria has to actually attack her and submit her to complete the dare.
b) Everything just goes as planned.
c) Denise takes the chance that Aria is occupied to do her thing. Erika joins behind Denise because that’s drunk Erika for you.
d) Aria refuses her dare, feeling sorry for Paulina and rather taking a penalty that forcing someone like that.
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>>2230623 C, a nice little chain of pleasuring.
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I couldn't make it before closing time yesterday. Don't worry; if everything goes okay I should have a PC quite soon. We'll return to old speed.
C won; but some B was allowed to happen before C took place.
>>2230623 Complacent and obligingly, Daisy had been tasked with the easy endeavor of bringing the werecat forward. She had a hand on my neck and another on my back; if I was actually a wild animal it wouldn’t be a proper way of handling me; it was too unsafe and unrestrained.
“H-here she is!” she announced with a stutter, well aware she had to do the least; and still uncomfortable about it.
Paulina looked at me with fear. I did my best impersonation of a dumb animal, keeping a poker face trying to look uncaring of my surroundings and unaware of what was happening.
“Jill! Jill, let me go!” she pleaded to no avail, closing her legs.
As in last occasion, Jill only needed to position her feet in between Paulina’s to forcefully push them apart.
“Here; kitty, kitty, kitty!” Erika bent over and moved her fingers to call the attention. She didn’t need to try too hard; it was all planned, after all.
As I was heading towards Erika like I was supposed to, something else demanded my focus. I had forgotten about it; but a little string was just there, dancing in between Paulina’s crotch; with every attempt she made at freeing herself, it jumped back and forth.
I realized two things; one, I couldn’t ignore that string; not anymore. Two, I would have to eat a girl who was in her period. It is true that I had thought once or twice about eating raw animals; entrails and all. Blood just didn’t result offensive to any of my senses as far as I was concerned; but still… it felt wrong.
“It’s the werecat!”
“She’s running! Watch out!”
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>>2231116 Jill’s little grab on Paulina escaped everyone’s notice; well over a ten people were too busy feasting their eyes on other naked girls or dancing to notice much; but my appearance and quick moments had dispelled that air of anonymity that I was banking on to last for longer.
I couldn’t help myself; it just had to be done. I stretched my frontal paw forward and started repeatedly scratching near Paulina’s most sensitive space, at least being careful with my claws. The string kept dancing, and Paulina kept yelling and moving around; it was an unstoppable feedback loop. What was I supposed to do? Ignore the string? It was moving too much!
Erika had to put an end to it. While people were amused and even laughing at the humiliated Paulina; held back and with the werecat playing with the string of her tampon, that was not what we came here for. Erika grabbed me by the scruff and scolded me: “No time for gamesh… okay? Do your thing. Come on! I know, know you’ll l-like it!”
Erika grabbed the string, and without any shame or concern for how close it was to another girl’s genitals, bit it off. She let go after pressing my face against Paulina.
“N-no! Why are you doing this?” she complained. The campers around here had already decided no one would help Paulina in her predicament and were quite content on just observing how it all played it out. With no one else to turn to, Paulina locked her eyes with mine. “D-don’t do it, werecat! A-Aria! Don’t do it!”
I admit that for a second I was tempted to take the penalty for her. She sounded really sad and unwilling to participate. Erika and Jill glared at me severely; dispelling all my doubts. They were doing this for me and it was my responsibility to carry out my dare whatever it was.
“Do it! Do it! Do it!” Paulina’s prompt had instead made the crowd disagree with her, and they were quick to voice out what outcome they preferred. Someone even turned the volume of the music down.
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>>2231117 There was also the issue of the nice scent that I could discern coming out from a little slit just inches away from my face. Yes, I could smell the blood, but even that was overshadowed by other, more abundant secretion. Paulina had definitely felt something while playing with Carmen.
The peer pressure was too much. People chanting and shouting at me; Erika’s and Jill’s serious stares; and perhaps even more important, the delicious scent of love juice. It was just out of my paws. I leaned forward with an open mouth, my tongue extended as far as it would go.
Paulina was extremely sensitive. Just the mere contact of my lips made her jerk more than her formers attempts at escaping had. When my whole mouth was encircling her pubic area, she let out a piercing scream of surprise.
She was definitely wet; but some time had passed since her interaction with Carmen; it was up to me to warm her up again. After her first exaggerated response to my advances, she mellowed out somewhat. Accepting she couldn’t move no matter how much she tried, that no one would stop me since what was happening was something people actually wanted to see, and that there was no reasoning with me; Paulina did her outmost to relax.
She failed spectacularly; but biting her lips, closing her eyes and looking away while trying to remain put and to minimize the shuddering in her body were some of the things she tried.
The tampon had thankfully absorbed the vast majority of the fluids that it was supposed to and I hardly encountered any during my proving. Still, I was reluctant to explore too deeply with my tongue. I treated Paulina as if she was a virgin; she certainly reacted like one.
Paulina was a little more ‘open’ than most. The interiors of her vagina were visible if she just but opened her legs a little. She was a little meatier on her left side for whatever reason. Her taste was really acid; but I didn’t mind.
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>>2231118 If my face wasn’t buried into Paulina, people would be able to see me tinted in crimson maybe even deeper than the girl that I was eating out. It was plain incredible that my only way of avoiding direct contact with people was using a girl’s crotch as cover. The shame was so overpowering I felt lightheaded; making myself think as hard as I could that these people were all exceedingly drunk and that they wouldn’t remember it by tomorrow. Of course, that hope got quickly dispelled by the innumerable flashes of several smartphones going off.
Not that I would be able to think clearly anyway, but I wasn’t using anything that Erika or Jill had taught me these last few days. I was an animal and I was supposed to be simple and methodical; it still worked fine; Paulina started panting after just a little while.
I hadn’t discussed specifics regarding the competition of my dare, but I naturally assumed when Paulina was ‘done’, I would know. We were nearing that point; I sped up I could finish this torment on the both of us once and for all. However, I faced an incredibly rude interruption.
It was impossible to accurately hear people talking or walking behind me with the ruckus the mob itself was doing and the music on top of all that; it was beyond even my ears. That’s why I didn’t notice someone sneaking up on me and with no regard to my dignity grabbed my two buttocks and spread them apart.
I nearly broke character right there. If I wasn’t so weakened by my extreme embarrassment that passing out was not out of the question, I would have leapt high in the air breaking my own altitude record.
“Can’t you see the werecat is busy?” Erika asked, but not in the least displeased. There was some humor to her tone.
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>>2231119 “The werecat’s doing something very nice for someone; so she deserves something very nice happening to her,” I recognized Denise’s voice right behind me. Her thumb had already located my frontal hole and was rubbing at it, playing with the fluids that I had unwillingly produced down there.
I could feel the hot respiration of a human mouth close to me down below; “Aria, you’ve shtopped; go on!” Erika urged me with a very low voice.
I tried resuming my ‘work’, but was once again detained by the fact a very aggressive mouth had starting tonguing me with little consideration. I even tried swatting it with my tail to no avail. When I knew it was unavoidable for a sound to escape my mouth; I turned it into a yowl instead of a moan to avoid failing my werecat dare.
“The werecat likes it.”
“This is the best party ever!”
“There she goes again,” sighed Tammy, probably referring to Denise. “Shit. This is hot,” she admitted.
Erika again told me go on. She didn’t understand that Denise was an insatiable machine only interested in gluttonously tasting a girl’s vag without necessarily even pleasing them. Still, I steeled myself and after a few deep heaves I carried on pleasing Paulina; I had lost some progress towards making her experience orgasm; which mean the dare would go on for some more time.
“Don’t worry… I’ll-I’ll make her slow down!” proposed Erika with a laugh, watching me struggle. She went in all fours and formed a line behind Denise. “Excuse me,” she had the delicacy of saying before placing a hand on Denise’s pussy, accommodating it to be licked. I couldn’t straight see it, but while focusing very hard it was possible to hear it.
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>>2231120 “B-by all means, go ahead!” Denise excitedly exclaimed, wagging her behind.
“Don’t mind if I do!” Erika responded, making the audience basically sing.
a) This train has no breaks! Jill joins in, even Daisy.
b) The party comes to a conclusion and Aria gets to propose the day dare.
c) Aria gets to propose her dare as usual after the girls are done.
You may start proposing dares if you want; whether regular or day dares. Every option proposed will become an option in the future; if you don’t have any ideas don’t worry. There will still be plenty regardless.
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>>2231121 A --> B, let's finish having our fun and then wrap things up for the night.
It's raining heavily tomorrow, right? We should either work that into the dare or work around it. If people end up gathering at the pools because it doesn't matter that it's raining if they're already wet, we could try a skinnydipping dare.
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>>2231121 A let EVERYONE join!
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>>2231152 I'm letting you decide how the party ends; or if you even want to keep it going a little more.
>>2231121 Erika had no class to care about. With the music volume turned down at the bare minimum and the only other noise being the ones that we, the three girls who were getting pleased, involuntarily let out, the noisy slurps Erika made were enough to get me even more self-conscious about our situation.
The one positive thing I had to say about it is that Erika completed her objective. Denise did slow down on me; distracted by the fact her own pussy was getting, from the sounds of it, thoroughly tongued.
I still didn’t have it easy. The things I was doing to Paulina were pretty basic; I didn’t need too much concentration to keep going on, but even those simple movements were impeded by Denise’s relentless assault. As always, she had no technique or delicacy to speak of; she merely focused on enjoying my vagina instead of trying to actually make it feel good. It was like a brutish little girl greedily devouring candy before someone could take it away from her; that was the impression I got.
Denise was also not shy about voicing out her pleasure, embarrassing us all further… well, just Paulina and me. Shouts like “Yes! Right there!” or “Yes! Erika! Yes!” came out every few seconds; and even though they gave Denise’s mouth something else to do besides molesting me, I still rather she didn’t, or at least not so loudly.
“Daisy!” Jill suddenly shouted, “It’s up to you! Do you want to join behind Erika, or replace me here holding Paulina!” she asked again regaining some of her clarity.
“W-what?” Daisy was surprised and offended by either proposal. In her mind she probably thought she had already done her part. She kept forgetting she was a slave.
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>>2231690 Daisy wanted to say more to protest, but she was quickly silenced by the crowd, who in unison started to try to convince her to obey Jill. The prospect of having another girl joining in the action was apparently quite enticing to them.
Since she kept resisting, the choice was made for her. Daisy was grabbed and immobilized by a third party. I couldn’t see who it was, my face was still buried in Paulina, but from the grunting alone I recognized Andrea and Lillie. It was not surprising to know Andrea would jump to the fray of any given interesting situation; but Lillie caught me off guard; I had seen her passed out over a bench. She must have woken up at some point; other than that, there was nothing unusual in her trying to force a girl to do something she didn’t want to do; poor Daisy.
“N-no!” Daisy resisted, but the two girls holding her easily made her drop to her knees and put her in front of Erika’s butt.
“Bend over!” Lillie commanded, I couldn’t see it but I could just imagine the smirk on her face full of cruelty.
“It’s fine! Erika won’t mind,” Andrea tried to coax like that was the problem Daisy was worried about.
Yet reasoning took the trio nowhere. Andrea and Lillie quickly saw their words had little effect and had to resort to plain force.
“You’re making me mad!” warned Lillie. “Either your mouth meets that cunt, or my fist!” she threatened, quick to turn to violence.
At that moment, a little shudder of the cute pussy in front of my face distracted me. I had finally made Paulina experience something nice; she was climaxing. Encouraged, I sped up; Paulina gave obvious signs of enjoyment; it was nice to know that despite not being completely on-board, at least we both were getting something out of it.
“S-seriously? In a place, like this?” Paulina sounded deeply disappointed at her body’s perfectly natural reaction.
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>>2231691 I looked at her apologetically, she stared back. Jill and everyone else were too busy watching Daisy get grabbed by her hair and ruthlessly pushed into Erika’s behind.
“That’sh not how you do it! You’re scaring her!” Jill shouted at Lillie. “Let me show you how. Here, grab this girl for me for a second,” she signaled at Paulina with her chin.
“I know this isn’t your fault,” Paulina sadly said to me. “F-for the record, I don’t mind… too much what you’re doing. I just wish… it wasn’t in front of so many people!” Lillie had complied with Jill’s instruction and Paulina was in the middle of changing hands; however, Paulina wasn’t even resisting anymore. “I’m still mad at you, so you have to make it up to me,” she continued, “but that thing you just did…” she must have been referring to my speeding up; Paulina was unable to blush any further, but she did look away bashfully, “that’s a start.”
Instead of the full nelson Jill was employing on Paulina, Lillie merely forced the poor girl to sit, legs spread apart and just held both hands on top of Paulina’s shoulders. Lillie didn’t even notice our conversation, her attention focused elsewhere.
Daisy was in all fours; her mouth hadn’t still made contact with Erika’s cutest part; that even from where I was I could strongly smell due to the abundant lubricant around it. Jill was behind Daisy, fingers making lewd wet sounds as they entered and exited Daisy’s pussy.
“Be a good girl, come on!” Jill coaxed Daisy as she masturbated her. “Lick Erika! You’re- you’re gonna make her so happy! Don’t you wanna make her happy?” her voice was between patronizing and sweet.
“B-but…” was all Daisy could think to say.
“If you lick her, I’ll lick you in turn. Doesn’t that sound nishe? You’re gonna like it; look at how wet you are. I know you want to!” Jill cooed, kissing Daisy’s neck and making her shudder.
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>>2231692 “T-this is wrong… first the kisses… then… I’m not-! I’m not a-!”
“So? I’m not a lesbian, either. We’re just… having fun. We’re just playing. Let’s play; don’t you want to play with us? I’ll make you feel good.”
“It’s just… a game,” Daisy mused, as if trying to convince herself of something. “This is just… a game. A… dare; yes, that’s it. If it wasn’t, I would never… I would never…”
“Wooo!” half a dozen people cried at once upon looking Daisy closing her eyes and leaning to tenderly kiss at Erika’s incredibly wet slit. Even I turned to see what was going on.
As she said she would, Jill knelt behind Daisy and started working on her. We were already a long queue of girls pleasing one another. It wasn’t a straight line; it was slightly curving to my left.
“E-ehem…!” Paulina cleared her throat.
I almost apologized in my human voice; just stopping myself short. I returned to my work.
“This is crazy… nobody is even looking this way,” Lillie said with a blush; she had started to get aroused at some point while watching Jill work her magic on Daisy. “Y-you! D-do me! You have to do me!”
Lillie positioned her crotch in front of Paulina, making the girl lie down on her back; Lillie’s huge bubble butt pointed at my direction.
“What? No! You’re crazy! Leave me alone!” Paulina protested, but Lillie just basically sat on Paulina’s face while holding her arms.
“Just do this for me, okay? I’m… you won’t believe how horny I am right now!” Lillie between begged and commanded.
“Oh, what the hell!” while Lillie and Paulina kept discussing, behind them I heard Tammy exclaim and run.
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>>2231693 With no explanation, Tammy pushed Andrea aside – who was still confused and doubtful about what to do next now that Daisy had been subdued – then went behind Jill; and with tender hand movements convinced the beautiful redhead expertly pleasing Daisy to get in all fours just as the four girls behind me so she could joint them.
“This is just because I’m super drunk!” Tammy shouted as a justification and decidedly spread Jill’s pussy apart to begin tasting it doubtfully, her lack of experience showing.
The crowd cheered and encouraged her, showering with Tammy with love.
“I… I was about to do that!” Andrea said an obvious lie, claiming Tammy had taken her place. She was hurt Tammy had taken the spotlight so suddenly and tried to reclaim momentum by standing behind the big-breasted blonde exploring Jill, and dug into her pussy with far more enthusiasm that the unaccustomed Tammy was performing, even making her yelp and moan.
“Fine! But just five minutes! And you owe me!” said Paulina, the negotiations between her and Lillie concluded.
I contained a grunt; even though her methods were horrible, Denise had finally made me climax.
a) More! More girls; more train!
b) Nice way to end the party and start discussing the day dare.
c) Rain starts to suddenly pour and people start running for shelter. The girls in the train still get to enjoy themselves a little beforehand.
d) The staff, angry about the noise, go check on the campers. They get quite surprised.
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>>2231695 ...D. A+D. The party's almost over already so let's end with a bang.
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>>2231732 -.- forgot to vote
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>>2231695 It had all progressed into what could only be called insanity. Even as a lesbian, I thought this was a little too much. Lillie was sitting on Paulina’s face; Paulina was face-up on the floor with her legs spread with me in the middle of them; Denise was greedily devouring at my little thinguie; Erika was behind Denise in theory trying to slow her down; Daisy had been somehow convinced to lick Erika’s pussy; Jill was behind Daisy, having fun as always; Tammy had entered of her own volition and was busy behind Jill; Andrea was having her way with Tammy, jealous of the attention. We had already formed an orgy spanning a semi-circle.
Alcohol enough was not able to explain what was going on. Was it the nudity? Was it because it was unspeakably late? It was true things has been slowly escalating throughout the night; but this was a little ridiculous. Why was this happening? Not that I didn’t like it. As ashamed and extremely embarrassed as I was; the smell of so many girls; their pants, their moans, their cute exclamations, and the intoxicating scent of all of their love juices made volatile by the high temperature of their pretty bodies was driving me crazy.
While pondering upon this and enjoying Paulina’s tasty treat, the stunningly beautiful figure of a petite, young lady with ivory white skin, exceptionally huge eyes and the longest mane of straight, black hair made her appearance. She was holding hands with a tall, voluptuous blonde with blue eyes, a straight, cute nose and full lips. The blonde was being dragged, and she seemed insecure.
“Took you long enough! Where’s Carmen?” Erika greeted them. The few seconds her mouth wasn’t doing anything on Denise I could feel the speed of the torment in my loins increase.
“Going to town with her fingers,” Lisa shrugged. “Can you really blame her? The whole nipple-thing and all…”
“Then bring her here! This ish way better than fingers!” Erika cajoled. “Ah! Daisy… good work!”
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>>2231883 “She will come,” Medea announced with confidence, she then kneeled behind Andrea’s very attractive behind. “I assume you will not mind,” she spoke to Andrea and took out her tiny tongue, looking like a little bat tasting a small fruit.
Medea got no response to her assessment, just tacit agreement. What she did get was causing a quick change of attitude of Lisa. If she looked slightly reluctant or hesitant at first, at the sight of Medea raising her butt high in the air, it was like all her doubts where dispelled.
With Rodrigo himself joining in the chant of “Do it! Do it! Do it!”, Lisa was quick to get down on that ridiculously perfect, doll-like pussy that Medea had. Because of how our little train of pleasure was arching, I could easily see her; and grew envious of Medea. Lisa was tender and considerate at the vagina she had in front of her, treating it like she was passionately kissing someone. As far as lesbian sex beginners went, Lisa should have gotten maximum points for effort, despite lacking in some of the more complex styles Erika and Jill seemed to have.
Paulina lightly sprayed my face with some of her fluids as her abdomen powerfully contracted in what was her second orgasm of the session. I meowed in satisfaction of a job well done, and gave her a little break before carrying on. Not long after I heard Erika crying and grunting, her own climax had arrived. A minute after the next lucky gal was Daisy, and then the cutest little cries came from Medea, her high-pitched, musical voice delighting us all.
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>>2231885 I caught a glimpse of Ana waking up Jane, that small Asian girl, by roughly shaking her, then pushing her into the middle of our circle. Jane was quite confused at first, but after being yelled at by Lillie and pushed back by the circling crowd around us whenever she tried to leave, she was left with no choice but to join us, getting behind Lisa. Giggling dumbly after being pushed by a friend, Yuri was the next to be pressured into it; not looking all that unwilling; she had taken a few drinks since our last encounter.
Jane didn’t do anything at first; her mouth placed not even half an inch away from Lisa’s other pair of lips. Jane was afraid and against what she had been shouted to do; but in less than a minute of being carefully caressed by Yuri’s tongue, she became somewhat aroused and succumbed to slowly kiss Lisa’s already wet hole, albeit to not much effect. Lisa still cutely reacted to every pant Jane let out; Jane let out a whiff of hot air with every action Yuri did right, and I understood that a mouthful of warm breath on an exposed and humid vagina could feel interesting.
I let a yowl escape as I experienced another orgasm; not so much from Denise’s work; but from just the astonishingly erotic show that I was enjoying. I was so stimulated I thought I might have fainted for half a second. I mistakenly, but not very roughly, bit at Paulina’s fragile labia; it apparently was the right thing to do since she joined me in my ecstasy with a muffled cry.
“Y-yes! Fuck yes! F-fuu…!” Lillie exclaimed, the three of us experiencing the same thing at the same time.
Embarrassed to death or not, I loved being who I was, and I loved my life right that instant. I was fine with everything.
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>>2231888 After my momentary weakening that almost made me collapse, I noticed that at some point Ana herself, after pushing Jane around, had received her just desserts and had been made to queue behind Yuri. While she didn’t look happy, she was earnestly trying to please the girl in front of her face.
“If I’m doing this, I want something eating ME in turn!” Ana yelled, fuming.
A guy stepped forward, a look of bliss on his face and a disgusting bulge in his pants; he was immediately grabbed by three others and forced back.
“Don’t you fucking ruin this, Johnny. This is girls only, retard!”
“Yeah, what the fuck, man?” he was roughly chastised and shamed.
“My pussy isn’t going to suck itself! C-come on! Someone!” Ana kept demanding, if she felt any ridicule of speaking like that in front of the party – which had already gathered around us and even the knocked out people had been forcefully revived so they didn’t miss the show –, she didn’t let it be known.
“I’ll… take care of it.”
Of her own volition, although red as an apple, Carmen was the one to speak. Not that it was a bad smell, but she absolutely reeked of love juices; she had been obviously been hard at work as Lisa had stated. Carmen went in all fours well before reaching Ana, and crawled all the way up to her; every step making a sound on her nethers, barely distinguishable to me; wet skin against skin.
“I’m going to spread it,” Carmen both announced and asked for approval.
“S-sure. Go for it,” Ana replied. True to her word, Carmen proceeded. Though no expert, her enthusiasm was hardly surpassed by anyone not in the coven. “Can you… Sorry, but can you put… a finger in my ass?” Ana humbly asked. “I love it when… Y-yes! Just like that! T-thank you!”
Ana returned the favor in front of her. Yuri grunted in response, but otherwise accepted it.
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>>2231889 I was back in action; my knees had stopped shaking and I was ready for both giving and receiving more pleasure.
“Two more! We need two more!” Dugald shouted. “Two more girls to close the circuit! Come on!”
We were almost a circle, almost. Accurately, we were probably missing two more girls before we could close the loop. We could also just move and close it like that, but why would we?
“Two more!”
“Two more!”
“We need two more!” the same thing was requested over and over again by different voices, all male.
While even the girls were looking at us with awe, their faces blushed and their privates tingling, no one had the courage to be a part of our little lesbian belt of madness. After half a minute of insisting, it was widely accepted that measures would have to be taken; because the circle had to be closed in one way or another.
“N-no! I’m not-! I’m not into that!”
A girl had been pushed by the crowd. A boy had randomly picked her, and all the girls around her offered her as a sacrifice and shoved her forward.
“Felicia!” someone shouted her name.
“Felicia! Felicia! Felicia!” and once it was widely known, the cheering and encouragement started.
She had black, shortish hair. Her breasts weren’t honestly all impressive when compared to some of the monster tits that were gracefully bouncing around in the circle; so we were in the same boat. Her skin was pale and the both the moonlight and campfire shone reflectively on it. Her eyes were huge and brown, with a button nose and a triangular chin; she was cute. Her best asset was noticeably her bottom; it was about as toned as Jill’s, making me think she was a sportswoman of some sort. I recognized as the girl I had stolen the corndog from.
She had a grimace on her face, a look of worry and doubt. Even then, in her black pubic hair I could easily tell the scent of arousal was not lacking.
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>>2231890 //The circle is going to close next part, and the last girl will be joining. There’s a default option, but you can pick her yourselves. Pure A won last round; the choice on how to finish the party is once again given… or not.
a) Continue the party and move on to another dare. Everyone’s awake anyway.
b) The girls get tired (after a while), and the party ends.
c) Rain starts to suddenly pour and people start running for shelter. The girls in the train still get to enjoy themselves a little beforehand.
d) The staff, angry about the noise, go check on the campers. They get quite surprised.
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>>2231893 C or D, this is a good note to end the party on, but let's end it definitively instead of it just fading out.
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>>2231893 C / -D
It's too soon for the camp staff to know full well about the shit it's going on, the lifeguard alone was really troublesome until she got Erika Ex Machina'd
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>>2231893 Something snapped in that girl named Felicia. From fearful, she went to wrathful; and doubt gave step to resentment.
“If I’m doing this, you’re coming with me!” she yelled.
Despite of what it looked like, she wasn’t talking to anyone in specific. The small crowd of girls who had pushed her was the object of Felicia’s anger; and she reached for them, hands first.
The girls were quite aware that because of the insistence to get a second participant to join the circle was so strong, whoever was grabbed by Felicia would share her fate, so they were desperate to flee. When they saw that although it was frowned upon for boys to lay their hands on the naked girls, they could obstruct their way just fine; in a single second they adapted and switched their strategies; instead they tried to put one of their own forward; another sacrifice for the lesbians.
It was messy at the beginning, but the instant two girls picked on the same target, the rest followed, realizing they had found their scapegoat.
“N-no! Not me! Not me!” the sacrifice cried, for all the good that would do to her. Just as Felicia’s complains, they weren’t even considered.
Felicia readily accepted the offering and reached to grab a girl with very dark hair; the way the moonlight hit it gave it an interesting blue-ish hue. “No, please!” she kept pleading uselessly, and was no match for Felicia pulling at her while three other little betrayers pushed.
Even though we hadn’t been formerly introduced, I was familiar with the sacrificial lamb. She was a strong contender for the biggest boobs in camp, and she had an eccentric hairdo; not on her head, which was plain and shoulder-length; but down below. For whatever reason, this girl had thought it was a good idea to shave her pubes in a neat square; even though she could not have predicted she would have to get naked during the party, she must have at least realized how weird it would look.
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>>2232100 “Natty! Felicia! Complete the circle!” Dugald ordered with authority he had no business having.
“So I’m gonna have to lick someone after all, huh?” Lillie bitterly lamented. “Oh, well,” and quickly recovered.
Once they had been brought forward, there was no escape. Even though she had been pulled last, Natty was the first to come to terms with her situation and got to pick where to go.
“If you wanted this so badly, then go ahead and lick me clean,” Natty said to Felicia with resentment. Natty walked up to Carmen and prostrated her behind to be pleased; even wigging it a bit. Felicia gulped.
“Alright, change of plans. Step up,” Lillie pronounced.
Lillie’s position wouldn’t work anymore. If the circuit was to be completed, she couldn’t just haunch over Paulina’s face at the same time she forced her neck forward to reach into another girl’s privates. The position was just not comfortable enough to be maintained.
Lillie stood up and rudely pushed me away from licking Paulina’s delicious pussy. Paulina had long since lost any thoughts of escaping and easily accepted she was just being allowed to change her stance from being face-up on the ground.
I hissed at Lillie powerlessly, all I could do in response to her having grabbed my face and shoved me. Realizing that I wasn’t being held against my will by the ferocious Denise any more, I made a run for it; hopeful I could improve my situation.
“The werecat’s running away!”
“No, she’s…”
I wasn’t leaving the circle. Even if I had to be naked in front of tons of boys, I didn’t care anymore. I just wanted to be part of it; and I wanted the best place I could think of.
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>>2232101 Being in front of Erika was objectively the best; but that would mean having to do Denise, and I was tired of her already. Second best would be either Medea or Jill having a go at me; but I soon realized that instead of trying to go for what I had experienced already, it would be best if I tried something new. It was not as if Jill, Erika or Medea would reject my advances at night if I was forward enough; they would please me anytime I wanted so long as I returned the favor.
There was a girl I wanted to show that I wasn’t so bad. She was scared at me of first, but was still receptive to my intentions. The girl behind her, who thought she owed me something, allowed me to skip ahead and that was the way we re-arranged ourselves.
Soon after, the circle was complete. There was no real beginning or end; we were a circuit of almost twenty girls, the majority of the ones at the party, arranged in a circle. All of us had a vagina in front of our mouths we were tasked with pleasing, and all of us could be assured our own vagina would get treated the same way by someone else.
The most recent girl to join us was Felicia; she was being pleased by Lillie, who was surprisingly not a selfish lover; behind Lillie was Paulina, actually doing her best and trying to be good at what she was doing.
Paulina was probably appreciating what she had just lost in my mouth now that Denise and her awful technique were working on Paulina’s pussy. Denise, despite the awful work she was doing, was lucky enough to be pleased by Erika, the best of the best in licking girls. Behind Erika was Daisy, earnestly trying; maybe inspired by the amazing work I was sure Jill was performing.
Behind Jill was Tammy, who I was surprised to see joining at first. She was enthusiastic and looked happy to be where she was. Taking care of Tammy was Andrea; probably the noisiest of all of us. We all let sounds of passion escape our mouths, it was unavoidable; but no one howled like Andrea.
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>>2232102 The one causing all those exaggerated cries was the tinniest and youngest-looking of all of us, Medea. Lisa was happily queued behind Medea and got exclusive access to that virginal vagina. Lisa seemed to derive more pleasure to getting to taste Medea that she was getting from being licked by Jane, the small Asian girl.
I had gotten into a fight at the cafeteria against Jane, and while I didn’t regret having defended myself, I never got over the fact that I viciously slashed her chest. Nude as she was, I could see three red streaks of coagulated blood starting to heal just below Jane’s small titties running all the way to her navel; and I was sorry for those.
To make up for those injuries, that I hoped wouldn’t leave any scars, I was doing my absolute best on Jane’s pussy. Using everything I had learned during camp that didn’t involve using fingers or my tail – positioning wouldn’t allow it –, I was constantly tonguing her vaginal walls and had long since found her most sensitive spots; doing my best to trigger them repeatedly so she could experience my apology in pleasure.
Jane didn’t trim, and had a rather hairy pussy; but I didn’t mind. It held her scent just fine; and she needed it because it wasn’t very strong. I was proud that even though Jane couldn’t outdo the noisy Andrea, she was still on second or third place for the most vocal girl in our group, constantly experiencing orgasms.
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>>2232103 The girl in change of my pussy was Yuri, the girl I had rescued from a snake. She was still grateful and while she wasn’t experienced in lesbian sex, was still doing her best to make me feel good. It didn’t take honestly too much to make me happy; and by leaps and bounds I considered Yuri much better than the greedy Denise. Yuri mostly stayed licking around the vulva, rarely wanting to explore my insides, but that was just fine. She still made me reach climax more than once because at the very least she wasn’t shy about kissing my clitoris.
Behind Yuri was Ana. Because I couldn’t turn my head straight backwards since I was busy, I wasn’t all that sure of what was going on there. I knew for a fact that Ana liked inserting mischievous little fingers inside Yuri’s butt, but not much other than that. Ana was served by Carmen; who was also using her fingers.
Carmen was in better mood than in other girl-on-girl encounters and performed her functions dutifully, and for once actually trying to enjoy herself. From Carmen’s yelps and moans, I could guess Natty wasn’t doing that bad of a job; maybe because she was one of the girls who was trained by Jill.
Taking the initiative to get behind Carmen had paid out in the end for Natty. She now had the girl who had dragged her into the circle licking her pussy. Natty actually liked to dirty talk; whether she enjoyed sex like that or she was just doing it to make Felicia feel bad; that I couldn’t know.
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>>2232104 I presume to believe that no one was truly unhappy in our little arrangement. Boys were getting quite a show and had nearly gone mental because of the overload of the stimulation we were giving. The few girls who didn’t get to join the circle were happy they had dodged such a fate and even still had gotten aroused from watching us; their bare pussies couldn’t hide their scent from my nose. As for the ones of us who were lucky enough to be part of it, I could say with confidence that we had the best time.
I didn’t even mind the cellphones pointing all our ways filming us. Rather, I was a little grateful for them. I would be absolutely sure to download the video later and use it for… recalling fond memories.
And alas, all good things must come to an end.
“MEEEEEEEOOOW!!!”
A horrible, terrible sound distracted me from Heaven itself. It came suddenly and rudely interrupted our pleasure.
When I heard the horrible boom, my instincts took over and I jumped at least eight to ten feet in the air. I furiously clawed at the void, uselessly trying to grab at something, anything. The very millisecond my paws felt the ground beneath them, I knew full well what I had to do.
“Aria’s running for the hills!” someone said.
“Shit! She can jump! That’s the werecat for you.”
“She doesn’t like thunder, huh?”
I wasn’t the only one to react negatively to the sonorous bang that burst out of the sky; but my cry of despair certainly drowned any other shrieks of the other campers who didn’t care for the sound.
As if terrifying sounds weren’t enough, nature itself showed its cruelest facet.
“Welp, party’s over,” announced Dugald. “Pack your shit and go!”
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>>2232105 “Damn, just when it started getting’ good…”
“Fucking rain.”
A downpour descended, starting quite unexpectedly. People started grabbing what was theirs and left in a hurry, running away in the direction of their cabins whether they were naked or not.
“Aria?”
I sadly whined in response, I was tightly hugging a tree.
a) Aria is absolutely terrified of thunder. She can’t properly function under a storm.
b) Aria is deathly afraid. She can’t tolerate being alone.
c) Aria is perfectly fine, although thunder will startle the hell out of her. Every. Time.
d) After that first surprise, Aria’s well and good. Thunder hurts her ears, but little more.
And of course, the day dare Aria will give.
1) Spend the day at the pool, no clothes allowed!
2) All the clothes of the loser will be donated to the rest of the coven. There can’t be that many remaining.
3) Spend the day with an egg vibrator inside. The wireless remote controller will pass hands during the day.
4) Their butt must be perfectly visible at all times.
5) Must masturbate six times during the day. Each member of the coven gets a choice of when. Regardless of place, loser must comply.
6) Everyone is entitled to touch the loser in any way they please. The loser is not required to tell people, but if they figure it out (or get handsy out of own initiative) she can’t resist.
7) Custom day dare. Never forget you can input your own.
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We really are a bad influence on this camp. They used to be so normal.
>>2232106 B or C, I don't want Aria debilitated by this but it'd also be a shame if we didn't get any fun moments out of it either.
2 Medea, she's small so I bet her clothes aren't likely to fit many others, and while she's handy enough to craft her own clothes from natural materials given some time that has its own charm.
Barring that, 1 Lisa, it's a cool dare and she seems a good match for it.
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>>2232106 B C It'll be fun
7 Loser has to make her best trying to reduce the amount of girl clothing in the whole camp
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>>2232113 >>2232135 >7 Loser has to make her best trying to reduce the amount of girl clothing in the whole camp I like this too, extending my vote to it as well.
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>>2232106 >>2232135 >7 Loser has to make her best trying to reduce the amount of girl clothing in the whole camp This
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>>2232106 B or C seem the most natural for her situation
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>>2232135 best idea ever :D
this is also probably getting really weiard when they all return home naked xD
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>>2232106 75% B 25% C
1 4 5 probably isn't that suitable for a rainy day.
Voting for 3
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>>2232135 That is genius, and I'm happy to say your option won.
C7 won. It is however, a strong C (since the vast majority wanted B+C). If you want me to play down Aria's reaction further, say the word.
>>2232106 “You okay?” Erika asked me.
My claws of both feet and hands were deeply imbedded in the trunk of a tree; I was around five to six feet above ground; eagle-spread in both legs and arms. I tried to hit the tree with my tail once to signify that I was fine; but it was just part of reality that sometimes I just lost all control of the damn thing. My tail was swatting left and right, paying no mind to my thoughts and orders, with a mind of its own.
Getting myself out of the tree was like taking off twenty stickers, one for each finger; and I would not have tried to do it as fast if not for the fact that I was not okay with the idea of getting wet with the cold water that was starting to pour on us.
Aside from Erika; Jill, Carmen and Lisa were watching my predicament. They all had their hands cupped, like they were ready to catch me if I happened to fall. The intention was appreciated, but I doubted that would be a problem anymore for the rest of my life, or at least until I was really old.
“The party is over and everyone went away. It is also your turn to convey the day dare and it would be cumbersome to have you type it,” Medea rationalized. She and Daisy had their hands full with our belongings. “You may speak,” she allowed, noticing I had trouble with the tail communication system.
“I hate the rain and I hate thunder!” I said with genuine sentiment.
“That’s nice and all, but hurry up! We have to get out of here!” Carmen urged, everyone quickly agreed.
“Just go! I will catch up; I’m way faster than any of you!” I pointed out. “Oh! And someone get my phone!”
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>>2232239 “I-I have it here!” Daisy helpfully stated. “Your clothes, too!” she seemed in a much better mood. In the mess on her bent arms I could also smell the rat pelt bikini.
It wasn’t completely accurate that everyone had already left; Dugald and his friends were struggling to grab the speakers, the cooler and the remaining snacks as fast as they could; they didn’t mind us in the slightest, since I had bolted off a good distance away before getting stuck into the tree.
My friends listened to me and ran away, each as fast as they could. I quickly caught up to Daisy, the slowest, then to our faster runner; Erika, and even easily left behind progressively more of the campers who left before us. I of course, was running in all fours; and the only thing I had in mind was to make it to the cabin before I got soaked.
Of course, I was the first one to make it. After shaking off some of the water that did get to me – a new ability I had acquired – I was left more or less dry. I felt a little bad for abandoning them to see my friends all arriving together, even Daisy. Along the way they had decided to evenly distribute the weight of Medea’s bag and the rest of our stuff.
“I’m f-f-fucking freezing!” Lisa complained, hugging herself. “Aria, come here!”
“No!” I denied. I jumped to the beam on the roof. I was not going to become a towel. Carmen was the last to enter, she closed the door.
The rain had started pretty hard, and it only got worse as time went on. I was lucky to have gotten beneath a roof at the time I did, mostly everyone didn’t get that luxury; I had overtaken even the fastest boys and was the first person at the party when the rain started who made it back by a long shot.
“Don’t be mad but we used your clothes to cover some stuff, including your phone,” Jill revealed, “just so you-”
“EEEEEEK!”
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>>2232240 I dashed to beneath Erika’s bed as inhumanly possible upon hearing a stupidly loud crack in the sky. Jill herself winced, Daisy and Carmen both yelped.
“I hate thunder! I hate thunder! I hate thunder!” I repeated covering my ears, quite angry, not daring to come out.
I was not a big fan of storms back when I was normal. With an amplified hearing, the sound lighting make was just something I couldn’t help but flee from. It gave me the feeling I was being attacked or going to be attacked and something deep inside me forced me to seek cover. It was awful. If it went on I was not going to have a good-night sleep.
“Yeah… fucking party pooper, huh?” Erika agreed with me, leaving the stuff she was carrying on her bed and dropping down to the floor to take a look at my pathetic figure, cowering in a corner. “I was this close to cumming again, too.”
“Tell me about it…” Lisa admitted, also sounding bummed the fun we were enjoying got interrupted.
“It’s fucking late, let’s call it a night,” Erika proposed. She wasn’t slurring anymore, but that wasn’t too surprising considering she had taken the equivalent of several buckets of cold water to the head in the last few minutes. “Come on out, Aria. You have to give the day dare.”
“Can’t I do it from here?” I inquired; I felt rather safe and cozy right where I was.
“No.” Medea sternly answered. Disappointed, I crawled out. Or whatever the hell I do instead of crawling; it’s much faster than what other people do.
Not everyone had a towel anymore, so the girls were sharing. I did not envy the humanity of either of them right that moment. Speed for running away from the rain was not a perk I would complain about.
“Have you thought of something?” Jill asked me, drying her hair.
“Yeah, I have an idea. It’s a little crazy but… I think it’ll be fun.”
“Those are the best,” Erika cheered me. “Lay it on us.”
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>>2232241 //No options, because this time all the options are names. There will be two questions: First question: Who loses? Second question: Who does Aria sleep with? The first question is the most important; it will radically change the behavior of the losing girl throughout the day. The second question is deceptively relevant; there are two conversations Aria is itching to have and who she sleeps with will give her the chance to address them.
Note: The rain was programmed for day 10; it would have thematically coincided rather nicely with another event; but it's not as if forecasts are always accurate; besides, you seemed to want it. So we'll have it today.
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>>2232242 Day dare almost seems tailored for Jill desu
Aria should sleep with Lisa too as it seems to be an important convo to have
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>>2232242 Medea or Jill for the loser. Medea we can trust to be very diligent in carrying out her dare and Jill we can trust to be enthusiastic about it, both of which will make for high effectiveness and better scenes.
Not sure who Aria's itching to talk with. Maybe Lisa, after Aria interrupted her earlier? Eh, Lisa's a good choice either way, since she's long since staked her claim on Aria as a bedmate.
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>>2232242 (1) Jill would almost be overkill in achiving this goal, but sure, let her get to work.
(2) the obvious outcome is Aria gets shared by Erika and Lisa. Problem is, that won't get her either of the conversations...(well, at least without it getting awkward at some point) so I better let the others choose (2) and pass this one
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>>2232242 What others voted
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It's only been five votes, but I like to write on Sundays.
Back to daily content thanks to this gentleman right here:
>>2232325 >>2232242 “You realize you can stop acting like a cat now, right? It’s not just about the talking,” Carmen noticed.
Admittedly, I had ran all the way to the cabin in all-fours, and as far as my friends had seen, I had jumped to a beam, hidden beneath a bed, and now I was squatting with my hands on the floor in what I would consider a very elegant posture and a fairly amazing display of flexibility.
“It’s comfortable, shut up,” I replied, annoyed.
I whipped at it with my tail, and the bottle started rolling. My dare had been accepted despite its eccentricity.
“Again? Please, go easy on me!” Jill complained without meaning it one bit, throwing her hands in the air.
“B-but the dare starts tomorrow, with the morning, okay!” I hurried to add, worried that I would have to guard all my stuff during the night.
My dare was to make the loser, in this case Jill, do her absolute best to reduce the clothing of the girls in camp. While that technically included us and our cabin, I kind of figured it wasn’t really an issue since we were explicitly forbidden from hurting each other for a dare and hence, fighting. With Jill, however, everything was possible. I expected Carmen or Daisy, or even Lisa would lose and have a hard time.
“Alright, six A.M. it is,” Jill grinned maliciously.
“No! Not six in the morning!” I objected. That was in less than three hours. There was no way I would be up at that time even with an alarm being previously prepared; while Jill had previously surprised me with her stamina to wake up early even after sleeping late.
“You didn’t think this through,” Carmen sighed.
“Yup. You kind of screwed us all up,” Erika concurred. “It’s fine. I don’t give a crap if I have to spend the rest of the camp buck naked. Who the fuck hasn’t seen me, yet? Beshides, I’m fucking hot.”
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>>2232361 “We all are,” I acknowledged, blushing a little. “That’s not the point! Jill, please…! Let’s start at… ten?”
“No, Aria. You said it yourself; the second the morning comes I have to do my very best to get rid of all the clothes I can. No rest of the wicked,” Jill happily proclaimed, obviously glad it was bothering me.
“The conditions of the dare had been set beforehand. Jill is in the right; although she does not need to risk her health in order to complete this dare and thus is in no obligation to wake up before she is fully rested, it is her choice,” Medea summarized, making it official.
“We’re going home naked, aren’t we?” Carmen sadly lamented.
“You can just… lock the door,” Daisy proposed.
“Oh! Right!” I remembered, realizing the reason I seemed more worried than everyone else was because I hadn’t disclosed a rather important piece of information. “We uh… girls; we have a new roomie.”
Jill was officially part of our cabin due to me from tonight onward. She had even brought all of her baggage along. The idea would have been well received, I was certain of it, if it wasn’t because of Jill’s new dare. Medea and Erika didn’t seem to mind. Carmen finally saw the direness of our situation and fretted along with me, occasionally nagging me. Lisa said nothing, but she didn’t look pleased. As for Daisy, that wasn’t her problem yet. Another thunder startled me and nearly wet myself. I went back under Erika’s bed.
“So… can I go, now?” Daisy ventured to ask.
“If you want,” Carmen shrugged. “You’re welcome to stay.”
“Yeah, it’s draining dogs and Arias out there,” Erika joked.
“Ha, ha,” I said without humor.
“Yeah, you should probably just shtay,” Lisa drawled, looking exhausted. “Aria sleeps with me, so we have a vacant bed. No worries.”
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>>2232362 “It’s-it’s because I’m warm…! And stuff…” I babbled, worried that it could be misinterpreted as Daisy looked like she was silently judging us, “It’s not… sex stuff. W-we’re not… even if I am… the way I am; I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Yes, you do. We married this morning, remember?” Jill probably referred to that stupid thing when we exited the showers.
“Oh, I saw the video. Hilarious,” said Erika and then had a pronounced, wide-mouthed yawn. It caused a chain reaction across the room.
Daisy agreed to spend the night with us, although I freed her of her slavery at that moment. With the deluge that was happening outside, it would be plain cruel to force her to go out there; even if Medea could lend her parasol – which she couldn’t; she depended too much on it.
We brushed our teeth, everyone drank as much water as they could under suggestion of Medea to avoid too rough of a hangover; and Carmen and Medea were the only ones who wore anything to sleep. Daisy got my bed; with all and the shredded pillow that I had.
The night was actually much colder than before and I was quite glad to have Lisa to my side to keep me company. She was quite sensitive to cold temperatures and we huddled together, happy to share our heat with each other.
“S-sorry,” I whispered, once the lights were out and we were all tucked in.
Carmen, who was usually above us, couldn’t take the decline of temperature either and she took her sheets to share with Daisy, who didn’t reject the offer. Lisa and I were in more or less a private setting as long as we weren’t loud.
“It’s… fine,” Lisa didn’t play dumb, and alluded to the reason for my apology without missing a beat, making it apparent that at least she had been thinking about it.
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>>2232363 I was still feeling quite guilty of having interrupted Lisa exactly at the moment I did, and to have gotten in the way of her expressing her feelings for Medea. While I had accepted a penalty game for no other reason, my conscience wouldn’t leave me alone. I needed to set things right.
“N-no, it’s not,” I shouldered my responsibility. “I am so sorry about what happened. I messed up, big time.”
“Yeah, I guess you kinda did. But it’s fine. I’m not angry, not anymore.”
“Don’t lie. I know… what I did was very shitty. You’re right to be mad at me. You have every right to be,” I growled, angry at myself. “You don’t have to take it easy on me.”
“Pff. Of course I have to.”
“Huh?”
“Of course I have to take it easy on you, Aria. Are you kidding me? Remember back when… when I wasn’t myself? When Erika got mad at you? You started crying and let out that you loved her. W-which by the way, is also fine. I kind of… get it now. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that you, Aria; can’t take it. You’re too much of a wuss.”
“And a crybaby,” I sobbed to make my point. “I suck.”
“S-see? This is exactly what I mean. Aria; you’re my friend, and I don’t want anything bad happening to you, and I don’t think you even need to change because you’re fine the way you are; but you have to… realize your own limits, you know? You can’t take this kind of shit. So when you say ‘sorry’ and I say ‘it’s fine’; then you should leave it alone.”
“S-so, you’re still mad at me?” I bleated.
Lisa sighed in exasperation. “I forgive you, okay? You’re forgiven. We’re cool, it’s fine. Es Bueno or whatever. If you want to… maybe later send me a box of chocolates or something to make yourself feel better, go for it; but we’re already okay just so you know. We’re sleeping together, aren’t we? Naked, hugging; we’re cool.”
“B-but…”
“Say we’re cool, Aria.”
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>>2232364 “Are we really?”
“Say it or I’m pinching your nips.”
“W-we’re cool!”
“Good. Good night,” she wished to me and hugged me even tighter. I yelped when another thunder hit the firmament and Lisa giggled at my misery as she repeatedly passed a hand over my head to calm me down.
a) Aria wakes up and of course, all of her clothes are gone.
b) Aria wakes up just in time to see Jill messing around with people’s clothes.
c) Aria wakes up and is happy to see that Jill has too much of a headache to worry about taking anyone’s clothes for a little while.
d) Aria can’t sleep because of the storm. She uses the chance to have another conversation.
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>>2232365 A, I really like where this is going.
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>>2232365 D into A seems optimal
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>>2232361 (Hope it help with karma for me to sort out my current situation ... seems like I have unintentionally wrecked my entire life ... No, it's not anything related to money or law, but if I can't sort out the current status then even if I am going to commit terrorism act I would only bring shames to whatever movement I would represent... [So if there's anyone wiretapping thus message rest assure I won't do that]... Hope things could work out for me at the end.)
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>>2232440 As do I. If there's anything I can do to help just say the word.
>>2232365 Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe all of the sex, or maybe thanks to warm, little me; but Lisa had no problem falling asleep in less than a minute. While envy corroded me, I suffered in silence in my inability to fall unconscious due to an unquiet mind. The storm outside didn’t help, either; which was awful news because in my experience the repetitive sound of water hitting a solid surface used to be an acceptable lullaby in my days as a human.
Now; the thunder, the water, everything bothered me. No matter how much I nuzzled to Lisa, or how kinesthetically comfy we were together, I couldn’t fall asleep for the life of me.
When her embrace weakened, I got away from her. It weighted heavily on my mind that the very second our skins lost contact with one another, Lisa started to give obvious signs of discomfort; shivering and hugging herself. I wished nothing more than to return the huge burden I owed her by warming her up, but I also wanted some sleep and needed to take some measures.
I checked my phone; dad had finally answered. He sent me the thing I needed and didn’t even ask me about it. He also sent ‘kisses and happy wishes’. Ugh…
Erika was already snoring, so that would have to wait until tomorrow… or later today, to be precise.
“Are you awake?” I carefully whispered still on the bed.
“I am. Pardon my assumption, but you seem troubled,” Medea replied. Our enhanced hearing made a conversation possible. It also meant she must have heard what happened with Lisa; not that it mattered if she did.
I still jumped up to her bunk to get closer. Medea invitingly lifted her sheets so I could get beneath and didn’t reject me huddling to her. We needed to be close. It was not worth taking the risk if someone else happened to have very good hearing.
“Was that really us?” I asked her, eager to hear the response.
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>>2232529 “I am not sure I followed,” she answered, perplexed. I knew I was being vague; but still expected for Medea to know what I was talking about.
“The party, everything that happened,” I clarified. “It felt… off. Not that I didn’t have fun, or that I blame you for anything but… everyone was acting so weird. That wasn’t normal. I mean, I wouldn’t know since I don’t exactly go out with friends to get drunk every day; am I making sense?”
“You are.”
“And… am I right?”
“In a sense… yes.”
“S-so, did you…?” I gulped anxiously.
“Not… on purpose. It was an inevitable side-effect. Using the power of certain emotions as the main ingredient could tend to… backfire.”
“Oh…” I knew it! “W-will it happen again?”
“Everything should go back to normal after the influence is gone, it is not permanent; if that is what you were wondering.”
“That’s… a relief. Was I… affected?”
“You were… you are. I cannot do anything about the memories you gathered during this experience, or everyone else’s; for that matter. Hopefully they will not think much of it other than the influence of exceptionally strong alcoholic beverages paired up with mob psychology.”
“How about us? Erika, Jill, Lisa, Carmen?” I questioned, very interested, and a little angry towards Medea.
“I do not know what kind of explanation or rationalization they will arrive to when the time comes and the influence ceases. I can hypothesize they will come to accept their former behavior; perhaps even act on it.”
“Well… I-I hope whatever you’re brewing’s worth it!” I quipped, unable to hide my disdain.
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>>2232530 “It is,” Medea quickly countered with deep devotion. “You will see.”
“And how long until we’re free from the influence? As you put it,” I wondered.
“I am over ninety… even ninety five percent sure that I have already gathered all I need. Another night would give me complete confidence.”
“This is… wow. I just… so everything we’ve been doing until now; it’s all because…?”
It was a lot to take in. I had already suspected as much since long ago; but having confirmation just made it all different somehow. I had seen on Lisa and in my cat body how powerful and true were the effects of whatever Medea did. What gave me the security that the way we had been acting all this time had been really me, and not all of it the effect of something else?
I used to have trouble stripping to my underwear in front of other girls and now… I was having orgies in front of fifty people and being recorded while at it.
“Calm down,” Medea coached, as if it was that easy, “Also, I cannot take all of the credit. I personally believe Jill has been a stronger influence altogether than all of my… methods. I will speak on this in more detail when I am able to.”
“Now I’m not sleeping for sure…” I lamented. How could I?
“Oh; I can take care of that easily. Thunder must be bothersome to your senses. You will need this.”
Medea swiftly and silently dropped to the floor, not even giving me a chance to deny. Even in the dark, I could make out her small frame reaching for a small box, kissing it and preparing something with incredible dexterity. Medea quickly mixed three powders together with some purple liquid and then spit on it. After putting her box away, she leapt back to the bed with a small, transparent flask.
“Uh… I’m not so sure about potions anymore,” I protested, getting away from Medea and covering even my nose; afraid the mere scent could affect me somehow. It smelled very sweet.
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>>2232532 “This will not be your first experience with this specific brew,” Medea eased me. “Last time I used it to… forcefully make you lose consciousness. Fret not, I made it weaker. I did not develop this recipe; my aunt did. Not only is she more qualified in the field of… fabrication of medicine; she also often uses this very same beverage almost every night, to no ill effect.”
“What was the purple stuff?”
“Grape drink. While plain water does the trick, I find it very unpalatable otherwise. I assure you, it does not interfere with the effects in any way.”
“Did you have to spit on it?”
“Yes, I did. Aria, I strongly doubt my saliva bothers you.”
“Is grape drink a popular ingredient for potions?” I queried, curious as for why would Medea have a bottle of the stuff available on her little box of secrets.
“I like grape drink, and it works instead of water for most cases. On others… it causes very unfortunate results; but I would never commit such mistakes… again.”
“I uh… I think I’m going to give counting sheep another shot,” I said dismissively, getting ready to just return to Lisa.
Medea sighed, drank the whole thing herself, and then kissed me by surprise.
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DAY 9
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The first thing I saw was Lisa’s face, extremely close to mine; our noses were touching. I closed my eyes back down and perversely got a little closer to her, her thigh was pressing against my crotch and I liked it that way just fine.
After happily purring for a few minutes and heading to dreamland once more, thunder struck again, waking me the fuck up.
“OW! OW! OW!” I cried, rolling on the floor while holding my head.
“Aria, keep it down,” Lisa asked me, holding her naked body with an elbow and rubbing her eyes.
“Yeah, what’s the big idea?” Erika complained, moving beneath the sheets on her bed.
“I hit my head! Stupid thunder!” I gibed, tears forming in my eyes.
It was no laughing matter. I could jump with a lot of strength, and hitting my head against the wooden bottom of Carmen’s bunk was plain dangerous. I yowled in pain, miserly.
“Go back to sleep! It’s too early for this shit,” Erika rolled on her bed again and scolded me.
“It is almost noon, actually,” Medea informed.
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>>2232535 Rain hadn’t stopped in all this time. Medea’s voice made me remember my last memory before falling asleep, I dedicated her a glance of resentment before rolling again and noticing something horrible.
“Uh… uh…” I forgot my pain and rushed to my bags, opening them as fast as I could. “Uh… uh…” I huffed, hyperventilating. “My stuff! My stuff is all gone! W-where’s Jill? Jill!”
a) Aria’s hardly alone. Everyone but Medea lost their clothes.
b) Aria’s the only one who’s missing anything.
And what is she going to do about it?
1) What else? Cover with something and go search for Jill.
2) Make a few calls; try to locate her that way.
3) Go back to sleep. There’s not a whole lot Aria can do anyway and she’s still tired.
4) Stay inside, but unable to go back to sleep. There’s something Aria wanted to talk to Erika about.
//If anyone was reading during the update, apologies. Internet having hiccups.
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>>2232536 A1, let's go on a little quest to find out what Jill's gotten up to while she had the morning to herself. I doubt we're the only ones who slept in, after all.
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If I vote A then Medea clothes will still be there?
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>>2232547 Jill couldn't steal Medea's stuff, even if she happened to try (option A).
Medea is too alert, and sneaking on her at night is something Aria could attempt successfully under normal circumstances.
Yes. Medea's clothes will remain regardless, if voting only the options available.
You can always present your own choices.
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>>2232536 A1 Jill's on the move, If she started 6AM and it's almost noon then many people had already lost their clothes
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>>2232536 A 1(+4): the cabin groups up in pairs to search for Jill. Aria gets the chance to talk to Erika while at it.
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>>2232536 A 1+4. An extra half hour inside to talk to Erika won't make a big difference.
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>>2232539 That's some quality shit.
>>2232536 There was no answer; I never expected it to be of any use to hysterically and repeatedly keep shouting Jill’s name as loudly as I could other than to annoy the hell out of everybody else.
“Aria! Shut up!”
“Meow!” Lisa actually threw a pillow my way. I dodged it but it was very distressing watching something rapidly approach me.
“Jill is gone. She left early,” Medea finally revealed. It would have been more useful if she had chosen to not let me shout myself hoarse for fifteen odd seconds before telling us.
“With all our clothes, didn’t she?” I yelled, still quite upset.
Carmen was the only other person who I could relate to. She jumped to her feet to Medea’s statement, and we both desperately looked for anything to wear or any sign of Jill. Erika had nothing to say other than “Huh, I guess she did take our shit,” before easily accepting she was naked and would remain that way. Lisa was also not that eager to help us find; she kept complaining about some headache when far more important things were going on; and kept asking me to go back to bed with her. Daisy of course, had no qualms whatever happened.
“And didn’t you think about stopping her before she ran out with all of our clothes?” Carmen fumed at Medea; she had given up on looking through the cabin and had instead begun questioning our shortest member.
“It was her dare; she was not doing it out of any malicious intent. I am not qualified to stop her under those conditions,” Medea reasoned.
“Say… I can’t help but notice there are a few… bags on your bed. They look… full,” Carmen pointed with her fingers at Medea’s baggage, which sometime during the night had moved to above Medea’s bunk.
“While I cannot stop Jill, I have a right to defend my belongings,” Medea said while hugging a duffel bag.
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>>2232928 “And you couldn’t defend ours? I thought we were friends!” Carmen remarked, hurt.
At some point during their discussion I got too tired to care anymore. I returned to Lisa’s bed and screamed into the remaining pillow. Lisa tried to treat me like a teddy bear, I took exception to that; she then easily wrestled me into submission and I gave up when two enormous boobies nearly crushed my head. How was she so strong? I was supposed to be the legendary werecat!
Carmen tried calling Jill, only to have Jill’s phone ring among her things. Jill was quite committed to her dare, since she even took her own clothing away. I just knew she would take it to the extreme. I doubted she would go against her word from yesterday, either; so the most likely scenario was that the insane woman was going around naked from cabin to cabin stripping girls and stealing clothes, leaving their residents as nude as she was. As mad as I was to Jill, the image of what she was doing in my mind was pretty funny. I kind of imagined her as the Grinch; just a lot cuter.
I nibbled my way to freedom out of Lisa’s oppressive embrace. Once I tickled her enough she just had to let me go.
“N-no! Aria! Just… I’ll help you look. Later. Come back! You’re warm!” Lisa pleaded, looking surprisingly distressed about my departure.
I steeled my heart, saying to myself that this was for Lisa’s own good. I was making her too dependent. There was something I had been itching to do for a long time. I grabbed my phone, and looked for a picture dad had sent way too long after I had asked him. I went to Erika, poked her shoulder to make her turn my way, and showed her the screen with a triumphant smile.
“What’s that supposed to be?” she asked in confusion, squinting and with bags under her eyes. As tired as she looked, I just needed a minute or two to make something quite clear.
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>>2232930 “It’s my birth certificate. Read it and weep,” even under the strenuous circumstances of facing day-long nudity, this was important for me.
I pointed out at the birth date stated on the paper. April 4th, 1996. Erika held the phone after my insistence, and enlarged the picture to read it more clearly.
“Yeah, right,” she slurred with contempt. “Nice shop, Aria,” she tried handing me my phone back, dismissively.
“I-it’s not a shop! I… I am really eighteen! I… I had my dad send me my birth certificate, what else could you possibly want?”
“Why are you so obsessed with that shit? I told you I don’t care how old you are; I’d fuck you all the same. What is this really about?”
I pouted harder that I had ever pouted in my life. I felt my cheeks were going to explode and went red in the face out of something that wasn’t shame for the first time in a very long while. Since I wasn’t taking my phone back, Erika kept checking on the image, dangerously ignoring the beginnings of what could be a tantrum.
“Oh, cool! So you’re half Japanese from your mom’s side? I’d been wondering about that. You have this Asian-ish look to you.”
“My grandpa was from Japan; mom was born here; she hardly even spoke the language,” I explained, since Erika seemed oddly interested.
“So you were named after her, huh? That’s cool, I guess. Doesn’t it get weird? Having two Arias at home?”
“It’s… not a problem,” I replied, trying to not sound too sad. I was over it, after all. “Mom… already passed away.” My rage had been quickly dispelled, I felt like a deflated balloon.
“Oh… I am very sorry,” Erika looked actually hurt for my sake, so I couldn’t stay mad at her. I accepted when she offered me the phone once more.
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>>2232932 “It’s… okay,” I had the feeling Erika had the impression she had peeked too much into my personal life, and I didn’t want her to think that. When sad thoughts occurred, the best thing was to keep the people you loved close, not the opposite. It was common sense.
While disappointing, that was just not the time to talk about my age. I didn’t feel like talking, so I just kissed Erika for seemingly no reason; she didn’t reject me. I was trying to convey that I loved her, that everything was well between us, and that I wasn’t upset with her in the least.
Since I hated to dawdle in family issues, I took a deep breath and interrupted Carmen, who was still chastising poor Medea, who by now should have been tired of explaining her position as a neutral party.
“We’re wasting time! Let’s search for Jill instead!” I energetically proposed. “There’s no way there are people outside with this stupid storm and she’s bound to be in the girl side of the- EEEEEK!”
A thunder took the wind out of my sail, I jumped upwards, turned myself midair and clung to the wooden ceiling with all I had.
a) Go au natural. The sun officially hasn’t come out, so Aria can still be the werecat. There’s less explanations to make; and Aria will stay on the girl side of camp.
b) Ask Medea for some clothing and a parasol. Aria is not that much taller than tiny Medea. She can probably pull off the look.
c) Carmen and Aria make togas out of bed sheets and go on a quest to find Jill.
d) Aria receives a mysterious call. If she wants to see her clothes ever again, she has to follow a series of instructions.
e) Aria’s too tired and it’s too wet and too thundery outside. Desist.
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>>2232934 A or C, let's not impose on Medea and I like our current plotline more than a mysterious call plotline.
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>>2232934 C seems like the most sensible choice
So let's go with A
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>>2232934 >>2232945 Flawless reasoning
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A. Aria needs to harden up when it rains and not be a pussy about it
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>>2232934 “Damn! You can cling to walls and shit?” Erika looked at me in awe, ignoring the fact that I had been scared half to death.
I had climbed threes almost vertically before, so I was well acquainted with the ability my nails had to stick to solid surfaces that weren’t too hard. It was the first time I had been hanging upside down and with the pain in my fingers of having to distribute my weight in such an unfamiliar direction, I could confidently say I didn’t care for it.
“Aria, we can’t go out naked in the rain,” Carmen said like that was a fatal flaw in my plan. “And you would have a heart attack if lighting strikes too close.”
By then I had unstuck myself from the ceiling and dropped to the ground. At least I was graceful in my movements and landing to fight off the ridicule of getting startled again.
“Yeah, we’re not Antonio Banderas,” joked Erika, or at least I thought it was a joke. I didn’t get it.
“Who?” Carmen wondered.
“You don’t know him?” Erika seemed hurt and surprised. “The cat guy! From the Shrek movies! He used to sing, I think. Come on! A-and he speaks Spanish and stuff!”
“And that’s why I’m supposed to know him?” answered an offended Carmen, she had become progressively madder in her talk with Medea so it was not a good time to discuss with her. “The ‘Spanish and stuff’?”
“Jill is crazy enough to burn our clothes if we don’t hurry. She probably won’t until she has gathered all she can,” I changed the topic and hopefully defused Carmen. “I’m going. Is anyone coming along? We don’t have much time!” I urged.
“Give it up. She probably did wake up at the crack of dawn like she said she would,” Lisa spoke after being quiet for a long while, Medea nodded in confirmation. “Whatever she had planned on doing, it’s done. Just… come to bed.”
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>>2233111 “Then why isn’t she back yet?” I pointed out. No, Jill had to be still hard at work. She had to be.
“Because we would lynch her!” Carmen hissed full of rage and indignation, clenching a fist.
“If no one’s coming with me I’m going alone!” I declared. I was NOT spending the rest of the camp in the nude. I had to stop Jill before it was too late and would not give up hope that my clothes were fine until the last moment.
“You are more widely recognized as the werecat that you are as your identity as ‘Aria’,” Medea advised. “Since you already have no choice in the matter, exploiting your nudity could prove to be adequate. You have experienced other young women being cruel towards ‘Aria’; but we are yet to see someone who dares to be cruel to ‘the werecat’.”
Other than Denise rushing to suck my private places dry, Medea was right. Anything I could wear or carry with me would get soaked, transparent and slow me down. I was already aware of that. I sighed. Was it truly the start of a naked quest? Would I be forced to again pretend to be the werecat and relinquish my ability to speak? Sun hadn’t technically come out, so I had an excuse to remain ‘a wild animal’. It was almost too perfect to let the chance slip.
Medea was the only one encouraging me. Everyone else wanted me to desist. Erika didn’t even care about clothing anymore, Lisa could only think about resting and exploiting my body warmth, while Carmen wanted to wallow in misery and curse Jill from a safe corner while doing nothing about it. I was tempted to ask for clothing from Medea, doubting she would refuse me even with the few things she probably had remaining after the happenings at the river; but in the end she was right. I had to be the werecat.
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>>2233112 I took a little time to have a short breakfast. Medea still had some remaining wet food cans and they were as delicious as ever. I didn’t fill my tummy since I would be jumping around, but I placated some of my hunger.
It took what I thought was a lot of courage to finally open a window and jump out with a wrathful deluge pouring onto my bare body. I didn’t delay and ran as fast as I possibly could to our neighbors. I went out of the cabin from Erika’s side; as I knew that if I had so much as approached Lisa’s; she would have imprisoned me forever and in time I would surrender and just accepted my fate as her stuffed animal.
It only took me a few leaps to make it to the next cabin; but of course their windows were all closed, even the small one from the bathroom. The cold water raining on me forced my hand, and I did something quite embarrassing I wouldn’t have agreed under normal circumstances.
Squatting on the frame of the closest window, I scratched at it with bent and open legs, exposing my nudity in all its splendor to whoever could be inside despite not even knowing for sure who was in there. I meowed miserly and insistently, trying to be both annoying and pitiful at once.
“Meow!” I cried for a third time before someone finally decided to open the curtains out of curiosity.
“Werecat? What are you-? Come on in!” Paulina promptly opened the window to let me through.
a) Jill had already wreaked havoc in the place and the girls are naked and mad.
b) Paulina fondly remembers Aria and has lost all fear towards her. Aria gets locked inside to be made a plaything by five curious girls.
c) What a coincidence! Aria finds Jill in her first attempt.
d) Aria decides she will be a half-werecat upon seeing a familiar face. She’ll behave like a cat but will give herself the power of speech. Can be taken with other options.
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>>2233113 //This is cabin 2, in case anyone was wondering. You can see the girls in the Character pages if you want (Lauren Hayman, Monique Snell, Paulina Lewis, Wendy Blaze and Hilda Ogburn).
A won last time.
Reached bump limit, we can be more liberal with posting now.
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>>2233113 A, and some B as well. It'd be fun to recruit them into our hunt for Jill but nothing says we can't have a little fun first!
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>>2233121 Same vote for me
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>>2233113 >>2233121 This but with D too, remember we don't have anything to type complex messages and that will be annoying as fuck
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>>2233256 It's cloudy enough that the sun hasn't come out, but it *is* well into the morning. If Aria decided to 'wake up' from being the werecat while at Paulina's I don't think anyone would find it odd.
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>>2233256 Yes, conflating
>>2233121 (having the girls join Aria or feed her information) with Aria still being the werecat unable to speak is going to be hard.
Because of this, I'm allowing an out.
A with an option for B won.
>>2233113 I had no idea that Paulina was our neighbor, while I was happy to see her as during our intimate encounters she had come to accept me, I was more concerned with stopping the horrible sensation of countless frigid droplets bombarding my unshielded skin.
With rudeness improper of a human, I let myself in through the opened window with a single leap, and without checking my surroundings first I inconsiderately shook my whole body to get rid of as much water as possible. Five people immediately became victims my actions.
“No! Don’t do that!”
“She’s making a mess!”
“I told you not to let her in! Look at what she’s doing!”
“Aria! You have to behave in here!” Paulina harshly asked of me.
While I felt immediately sorry and regretful at what my body had done automatically, I still could not let it show on my face, lest my cover be blown. My emotions were shown plain as day on my tail, but the people I was in front of had most likely not learned to recognize those so I had little to worry about.
The layout of the inside of the cabin was what I had already gotten used to. Small room, a bathroom, three bunk beds with two mattresses each; one of them made humid thanks to me.
I hadn’t thought it odd when I saw Paulina completely naked opening the window for me; I didn’t really have any memories of ever meeting her dressed, but I had to admit something was wrong when the five girls watching me were all buck-naked; they didn’t even had socks or shoes on. It was quite cold outside, why would anyone pick nudity in such a day when they didn’t had to? I suspected Jill had already been to the place.
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>>2233264 The bed sheets were all white, which was another cause to concern for Paulina, or at least used to be. I caught ahold of her scent when I rushed past her upon entering and I was absolutely certain that she didn’t have a tampon on, and that she had stopped bleeding. It made sense since the taste of her pussy yesterday wasn’t too strong.
Paulina I was already acquainted to. She was pretty tall, with long, brown hair she was displaying with two braids. More than sight her identity had been confirmed by my brain thanks to the scent that her crotch emitted; one I was uncomfortably familiar with after licking it for a fairly long time.
All of the girls were white; all of them fulfilled my minimum standards of attractiveness. None looked particularly foreign, although one of them looked a few years younger than the rest; with black hair and very small breasts; still somewhat of a childish look to her pretty face; and she couldn’t be taller than I was, which was saying something. She was the only one who didn’t dare to say anything about me; she looked scared of my sudden entrance.
“Laurie, she’s harmless,” Paulina told the young girl, upon noticing her expression. “At least to naked girls she is.”
“Yeah, look,” a girl that I remembered seeing at the party – and thus had already seen naked before – confidently approached me.
She was as tall as Paulina, if not taller. Her hair was of a white-ish blonde, looking bleached. She had extremely pale skin, beating even the whiteness of mine; which made her electric blue-eyes all the more noticeable. She was obviously quite cold, evidenced by her rosy cheeks, the goose bumps on her skin and the erection of her pink nipples on top her impressively big assets. The hair around her skin was too thin to tell, and she had gotten rid of all her pubes; so it was impossible to say if what was on her head was her natural color.
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>>2233266 She placed a hand on my back, and as it had been chosen for me, the werecat was supposed to be friendly towards naked girls. I did nothing about it.
“I saw a lot of girls at the party doing whatever they wanted her,” she explained with a thick, European accent at the short girl Paulina had called ‘Laurie’, trying to ease her. “They even molested her and she didn’t even mind,” she placed a delicate palm all across my buttocks to prove her point. I thought she was being a little too bold.
“B-but..!” Laurie didn’t seem convinced. “T-the claws! A-and the girl she killed at the cafeteria! And didn’t you see when she meowed? She has huge fangs! A-and the eyes! What if she bites and you become like her!”
Claws were one thing, but what was wrong with my pretty blue eyes? I was very proud of those. Even if the pupil wasn’t human anymore, I had seen myself in mirror. I looked exotic, not scary; that girl had no idea what she was talking about.
“You were not at the party, she’s fine,” repeated the tall, pale blonde. “Aren’t you?” she turned to face me with complete trust and something akin to fascination flashing on her bright, azure eyes.
I licked her chin, taking her by surprise as an offering of peace. I had come to search for Jill, and she had obviously been around. Enemies were the least thing I wanted to make. Despite how tempting five nude, pretty girls looked, I doubted that without the influence of alcohol or whatever Medea did I would get anywhere with them; and even if I could finding my clothing was far more important.
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>>2233267 I had already established myself as the werecat, how the hell could I communicate with them?
a) Typing in phones, like always.
b) Mimics.
c) No possible communication. Aria doesn’t want to risk being found out
d) The werecat miraculously retains some manner of speech even though the sun hadn’t come out.
e) Aria “passes out”, and becomes normal again, the second she sees a ray of sunshine.
I took a passing glance all across the room. Jill had left their phones alone. Would I have to type my way out of the situation? Also, what would the girls do to me? They looked quite curious about my appearance and other than their youngest members; I could guess they were all eager to touch me.
1) Paulina and the tall blonde are very comfortable touching and being touched by the werecat.
2) They play with Aria as if she was a regular cat. She’s extremely weak to the approach.
3) One of the girls has some catnip.
4) Some trust exercises with Laurie are in order.
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>>2233268 E 1/4, returning to being Aria is the best way to communicate our intentions to them, and in the meantime we can get Laurie more... comfortable with us.
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A multi-tie! I was actually very excited to do E + all the numbers. Long-ass 2000+ word catgame.
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>>2233268 >>2233429 Based anon is killing it, don't vote pls
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>>2233488 Back. Alright, if you want it long we can make it long. E 1-4 officially won.
I may be in front of the computer, that but doesn't mean free time, exactly.
Story will be ready until tomorrow morning. We'll make for it Sunday. There'll be time to write all day, maybe we'll cut to 4 votes or so just so the parts can keep coming.
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>>2233510 I understimated how long it would take me to write it.
Sadly, can't stay all day at home and write. The next part coming later.
No options because it's not done; but if there's anything you want to happen, please tell.
>>2233268 I was already used to be treated differently by people who didn’t really know me. It was unavoidable; it wasn’t just my ears, my tails, my eyes; or even the viciousness of my toenails; if I was to be asked I would say most of my credit as the werecat came out from my posture.
The simplest of movements I used to walk around were things basically no one could even attempt. I didn’t just crawl in all fours like a toddler; my flexibility allowed me arrays of movements that wouldn’t be otherwise possible without extensive training. A simple jump, giving a step or just the movement my ears automatically did – and that I was so happy I didn’t have to try to control any more – undeniably put me aside from the rest of humanity. Until I said a word or started actually moving like a person, people had no reason to believe that I was anything other than the werecat.
Thus, Laurie’s fear was understandable; and while her comments about my eyes were uncalled for and unfair, the rest of it was not truly her fault. If anything, the tall-blonde’s courage was commendable. She had seen me be tame at the party yesterday, but she had no assurance otherwise that I wasn’t a dangerous killer depending on my mood.
“EEEEK!”
For once I wasn’t the one shrieking after hearing thunder. Laurie took my place. I thought it was more that she was nervous to begin with more than any phobia. I, of course, ran to hide beneath a bed.
“And you guys have something in common,” Paulina noticed. “You don’t like thunder,” she said to Laurie, who had backed down to a wall, startled.
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>>2233645 “I think it’s more loud noises than just the storm,” a girl that hadn’t spoken until then said. She was short, and her short hair was dyed green. While her breasts weren’t very big, she had the biggest areolas I had seen in someone young; far exceeding Carmen. Her natural hair, if her pubes were any indication, was a light brown. “Cats are skittish like that.”
“Oh, right. Moni, y-you have a cat at home, don’t you?” the way Laurie said it sounded like the green-haired girl who she called ‘Moni’ was a rare expert who could deal with the situation.
“Oh, you think? I had no idea!” the tall blonde remarked sarcastically. “She has only shown us the pictures of Oscar eight times in the last hour!”
“Shut up,” Moni gibed unpleasantly.
“Would you like to tell us again why you named it Oscar?” blonde kept going with an annoyingly fake interested tone. I assumed Oscar was another cat. A cat, I mean. “How it was Christmas and how you were watching T.V. and-”
“Yeah, yeah. Fuck you,” Moni interrupted, sounding tired, like that wasn’t the first time they were having the same conversation.
Moni knelt a fair distance from the bed I was hiding under, and started tapping at the ground, making a very interesting clicking sound with her tongue each time she did. Her fingers were hard to look away from; she was doing a walking motion with them like her hand was a huge spider.
She got the hand closer under the bed, and then got it away from me and close again, repeating the process tirelessly. After a while, curiosity got the best of me and I just had to come out to smell the hand. It smelled perfectly fine, thus I had no choice but to give Moni permission to pet me as she wished, which she surprisingly took. Moni could more or less understand some of the cat-etiquette, which was pretty impressive. Moni sounded a little dumb, was her name Monica? I knew a Monica back home; we just called her ‘Monica’.
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>>2233646 “Her hair feels like fur,” she commented, while being looked at with apprehension by Laurie; who probably thought sticking a hand under a bed to caress me was not wise.
I came out from under the bed thinking about how I could go around communicating with the girls in the cabin. With the temperature outside, it was doubtful they were naked out of their own volition. Jill had already stolen from them; but how to ask them?
“There we go; you don’t need to be shy!” Moni cooed to me, incorrectly guessing my getting out had to do with her gentle touch – which was not to say it wasn’t nice and welcome.
*
“So the werecat was true after all? There’s a cat and human hybrid and it exists and it’s here, and you’re playing with it.”
Hilda had black, curly hair and a pretty, straight nose with some penetrating honey-colored eyes. She was not afraid of me on the slightest, but somehow rued my presence.
I was on a bed, placidly lying on my back on top of Monique’s knees – it was Monique, not Monica like I first thought–. She was using a piece of string to entertain me; the movement forced me and she was actually very adequate at using it. She didn’t give me an anxiety attack by making me chase it around the room without letting me ever grab it; it was just a relaxing, mild game in which I barely had to move to get a swipe at the thread and got to bit it and play with it.
“It’s so cool, right? I can’t believe she’s a thing!” Paulina enthused; she was sitting next to Monique.
The tall blonde, named Wendy; and the younger girl, Lauren – Laurie for friends –, were both looking at me as if in a trance, surrounding me. The attention would have made me self-conscious if not by the string. It was an awesome string; it made me forget all of my problems, nothing existed by the string in front of me; the experience was so relaxing…
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>>2233647 Of course I felt bad for procrastinating my responsibilities with Jill, but… the string! Monique rubbing behind my ears! The pretty naked girls! Just the thought of how comfy I was made me purr like a motorboat.
“It’s okay, Laurie. She doesn’t bite,” Monique encouraged Lauren, who was timidly reaching a finger at my thigh.
“Yes, she does,” Wendy, the blonde, teased. To prove it she put a hand in the middle of the string and me, moving her fingers like it was a small animal and making me munch and nibble at her hand; it apparently tickled her since she giggled.
Lauren also laughed, finally daring to place a hand on me. “She looks about my age, doesn’t she?” she sympathized; she was on her knees, resting her head on the bed and progressively getting closer to Monique and me.
“You’re both tiny,” Wendy joked, but Lauren didn’t take it too seriously. “Ow!” I bit a little harder than normal. Who was tiny now? “She’s cute. Is it weird if I think she’s cute?” and just like that she earned being spared from my wrath.
“Weren’t you scared of her yesterday morning?” Paulina interjected, making Wendy wince by running a finger up her spine.
“That was just because-”
Thunder roared on the firmament, and three girls hurried to hug me. Paulina had my legs, Wendy the middle of my body and Monique had the top. They did every time thunder struck, making “shhh! Shhh!” sounds to calm me down. I had no idea what was about it, but it worked.
*
It took a while, but Lauren lost her fear for me. Once she knew she could touch me without repercussions, she was honestly a little too much. She often tested the limits of how long she could grab my tail for – to Monique’s dismay, who kept scolding her without any results –, liked to make my ears do the flutter thinguie they did when they were bothered, tickled me and I was seriously close to hurt her when she dared to do a raspberry on my belly.
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>>2233648 Treating me well was apparently just a passing trend. Wendy produced a laser pointer; and something I had been fearing for a long time came to fruition.
I could not stop chasing the red dot. I was unable to. I loved it and I hated it. The sight of the red thing across my field of vision was comparable to getting a duster passed over one’s face; it was impossible to ignore. Even though Monique was of the opinion Wendy was being mean, she laughed all the same watching me pursue the laser wherever it was pointed to.
Other than myself – I felt like I wasn’t in control of what I was doing any more – the only person that didn’t find it the least amusing was Hilda. She was in a sour mood which got even worse when Wendy put the red dot on Hilda’s bum and I was made to chase her across the room as she shouted. Hilda shoo me away with a broom, and it took minutes of insistence and a piece of beef jerky for the girls to convince me to come back down from the beams near the roof.
“She was just playing, Hilda,” chastised her Paulina.
“I… was scared. And I wasn’t really going to hit her!” Hilda defended herself.
“Apologize to the werecat. Pet her,” Wendy ordered.
“No, I’m not doing that. You shouldn’t, either. I feel sorry for her condition, but it’s not up to us to judge those who have been punished or damned.”
I was very clear on Hilda’s position already; it wasn’t too dissimilar from what Carmen used to think; just less to do with curses and more to do with divine retribution. Wendy and Hilda clashed a lot and their opinions differed very drastically. Wendy was most certainly an atheist, Hilda was very religious; and both thought very little about each other because of it, but took it among themselves to convince the other party of what each thought was the truth. The rest of the girls were used to their behavior and just left them discuss such topics in peace.
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>>2233649 After a philosophical discussion between the two, Wendy found a very… interesting way to make Hilda mad.
“But what if it is the only way!” Wendy stressed with faked concern.
“No! That’s wrong! Stop it! Stop it!”
Wendy was holding my face, as if she was going to kiss me. She could if she wanted to as far as I was concerned; but she obviously held no intention to and was just trying to scandalize Hilda.
“A love’s first kiss! That will break the werecat curse!” Wendy insisted like she was a really, really bad actress.
“You can’t!” Hilda was very easily bothered, I wasn’t even sure she understood it was a joke. “She’s… she can’t consent right now! And girls aren’t supposed to do that!”
“Tell that to Paulina,” Monique butted in. “Didn’t she have sex with the werecat last night?”
Hilda shrieked and covered her ears. Lauren gasped and stared at Paulina’s direction. Wendy just laughed. Paulina herself blushed crimson.
“I… I was drunk! A-and it wasn’t sex it was… and there were other girls besides me, I wasn’t the only one!”
“That makes it worse, not better,” Monique pointed out. “And you were eating out another girl when nobody was forcing you to.”
Hilda looked like she was going to have a panic attack, and Wendy chose that moment to plant a sonorous smooch on my lips. I just allowed Wendy to do as she liked. Hilda ran to the bathroom and locked herself in.
*
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>>2233650 There was no sensuality or desire on Wendy’s kiss; she just wanted to mess with Hilda, and succeeded. Other than Hilda’s exaggerated reaction, Wendy got some gasps and nervous laughs from the rest of us. Lauren was especially surprised.
Hilda stayed in the bathroom for a while, and Wendy’s actions were quickly forgotten when they once again began using the laser pointer; they went on until I was exhausted and sweaty. Even when I felt I couldn’t move another inch to chase the damn dot, I still couldn’t help but move my head and turns towards it. My butt also wiggled uncontrollably when the pointer remained stationary for too long, something deep inside of me shouting that the enemy was tired and that it was my chance to strike.
“She really did a number on my sheets…” Lauren lamented. She didn’t truly have a right to complain since she had monopolized the pointer and it was her doing of directing me towards what was her bed.
Hilda walked compelled and calm out from the bathroom; she had flushed the toiled but I knew for a fact she hadn’t used it. Pretending the rest of us didn’t exist, she made her way to the bed in the inner corner and sat there, opening a book she had under the bed.
Wendy didn’t delay to rain kisses all over my face the second Hilda came into view, to little effect. Some of the kisses even landed on my mouth. I licked Wendy’s face as revenge of taking so many liberties with me but she didn’t seem to mind. What did get to Wendy was the fact Hilda wasn’t reacting at all. Hilda hummed a happy song and kept to her reading.
“Hilda, watch this!” Wendy shouted, forcing me to turn my back to Hilda; of course in all fours.
“It’s just a vagina. We all have them,” Hilda explained like she was talking to a toddler. “Do you think that bothers me?”
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>>2233703 “I don’t know. Does it?” Wendy licked her index finger and pointed it to my rear with the obvious intention of inserting it, all while being all smiles towards Hilda.
That action did get what Wendy wanted. Hilda grunted and turned around so she couldn’t see me; humming louder. Wendy in response placed her finger inside of her own mouth again and began making very suggestive sounds.
“It’s so slippery and wet!” Wendy giggled, of course trying to fake the noise of molestation. It sort of disappointed me she didn’t dare to do the real thing.
“Mew!”
“P-Paulina!” however, Paulina had no issue. Tired of watching Hilda and Wendy bicker incessantly, Paulina made me yowl by actually placing a finger inside of me. Wendy exclaimed in surprise.
“What? Weren’t you going to do it?” Paulina retorted, implying hypocrisy on Wendy’s part.
“Isn’t… that being too mean to her?” Wendy argued. I was glad to be referred to as a ‘her’ and not an ‘it’.
“Oh, this?”
“Mew!”
Paulina twisted the finger. “She loves it, don’t worry about it. You can try if you want,” she suggested. Even if I had – which I wouldn’t have – resisted, I was too tired to resist either way. Paulina was mostly right. “Weren’t you at the party?” she taunted with a glare with a meaning I didn’t quite get, probably referencing something that had happened between Paulina and Wendy.
“Let’s all calm down, okay?” Monique intervened, willing to put herself in the middle of it all to defuse the situation. She grabbed Paulina’s wrist and convinced her to gently exit me. I couldn’t avoid purring and giving another meow.
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>>2233704 “Let’s not fight!” Lauren requested quite worried.
I turned around at the scent of blood, inquisitively sniffing at Hilda’s direction. The sound of dripping on paper was easily picked up by my ears, and seconds later Hilda rushed to the bathroom again, holding her nose.
I was the first to notice, but not the only one. It wasn’t a lot of blood, but Paulina and Monique definitely saw.
*
“So… what’s up with that nosebleed?” Monique queried Hilda as she opened the bathroom door again. Hilda took five minutes inside. “Something we should worry about?”
Hilda didn’t speak immediately. The girls already had had a small conversation about it and waited in silence.
“I… I hate perverted stuff,” was Hilda’s response after what looked like a lot of mediation. “I can’t even think about it! It’s… it’s so awful! It rushes to my head a-and I can’t take it! Don’t do that stuff in front of me, please…!”
“The finger thing?” asked Wendy rather innocently.
“Yes! That!” Hilda yelled, covering her ears and shouting her eyes, blushing deeply and smoke metaphorically coming out of her as she tried her hardest to think about something else.
I was comfortably lying above Lauren’s bunk with legs and arms huddled under me to conserve warmth, just watching them talk; thinking about my own problems.
“But seriously? You get nose bleeds?” Paulina wondered, interested and worried.
“M-my blood pressure rises a lot… and body temperature on my head… the blood r-rushes… it’s… it happens on my family,” Hilda inefficiently tried to explain, sounding ashamed of herself, finally letting go of her ears and opening her eyes.
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>>2233705 They all looked like nice enough people, and I could appreciate the dynamics between them and their problems. I could learn to like them easily, but I had waited enough without doing anything; it was of course my fault for being so indecisive and having so little willpower in the first place. Who knew what Jill could have accomplished while I was wasting precious time?
I had already introduced and confirmed myself as nothing more than a cat-brain. To change that, I needed to become ‘Aria’; and for that I needed an excuse.
a) Aria can’t bring herself to do it, and is trapped as the werecat for the girls, who used her as shock therapy to treat Hilda.
b) Aria ‘faints’ and wakes up. Aria stops being the werecat and the girls are forced to accept her supernatural explanation.
c) Aria ‘faints’ and wakes up. While Aria begins speaking, she’s unsuccessful in explaining her werecat mechanic and she’s found out lying.
d) Monique has some catnip. Aria has a nice and mellow experience but forgets she’s supposed to be the werecat.
e) Without Aria having to do anything, the girls address Jill’s theft and go out on their own to find her. Aria will be their faithful pet, of course.
//Not very pleased with how it turned out. It was rushed and it shows.
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>>2233707 B or E, let's get this show on the road (literally)!
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>>2233707 B but with the light ray thing
-E We need to talk ffs
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>>2233709 On second thought, I'd like to change my vote to just B, preferably from a convenient ray of light to give justification to the change.
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>>2233707 Medea had advised that, if I truly had to follow Jill, it wouldn’t be that bad of an idea to use the legend of the werecat in my favor. It had made perfect sense since the conditions the coven had exaggerated and made widespread and well-known were fresh in the memories of everyone who attended the party and would in time make it to the rest of the camp. I had the pretext of the sun not truly shining down its rays to transform me back into my usual self. Wouldn’t the opposite make sense, if it happened? If I regained my senses because the Sun happened to shine on me?
The rain still wasn’t close to ending, but the cloudiness in the sky had been waning compared to what it used to be. Paulina hadn’t bothered to close the curtains back, a terrible idea considering not a single person in our midst was clothed. My guess was that they had no worries since for someone to be outside in such whether they should either be insane, in a life-or-death situation, stealing people’s clothes because of a badly thought dare, or chasing after someone stealing clothes because of a badly thought dare.
Either way, the window served my purposes perfectly. It gave me the excuse I had been telling myself that I was waiting for before anything else. It definitely wasn’t that I got caught up in senseless shenanigans… or at least not completely.
“I uh… had no idea,” apologized Wendy, guilt written all over her face. “It sucks to have those nose bleeds but, we’ve been naked all this time, how come it only started now?”
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>>2233828 “Because we’re all women!” cut her off Hilda. “Don’t you think I can see my own body or a body the same as mine without having perverted thoughts? But then you go and… do that sort of stuff and…”
“Okay, let’s leave that alone for now,” suggested Paulina, stepping in on time since Hilda started blushing again and that was apparently bad. If I lost some blood whenever blood rushed to my face I would be long dead. Like, really, really dead.
“What’s wrong with the werecat?” Lauren pointed at me with eyes full of worry.
I had stepped in in front of the window, my chance had come. A few clouds had parted, and while the rain hadn’t stopped or didn’t even look close to ever stopping, some sun made it through, shining even through the artificial illumination of the light bulb in the cabin.
Hoping I didn’t look too foolish, I started to convulse near the window; shaking and meowing in what I hoped looked like pain.
“Aria! Aria, what’s wrong?” Paulina rushed to my side, Hilda’s problem left forgotten; and to my credit, I was helping Hilda by not making her think about where Paulina’s finger had been.
Paulina arrived to me first, Monique was a close second; they both held me while I gave an audible shriek and collapsed, leaving them holding my bodyweight.
“What’s happening to her?” Monique squeaked with such anxiety in her voice I couldn’t help feeling atrocious for my deceit.
I wasn’t so sure of what to do next, so I just continued to pretend to have either fainted or fallen asleep. My ears alone could easily tell Paulina, Wendy and Monique all helped each other to carry me and move me to Monique’s bed, from Lauren’s.
“She’s boiling up. She has a hell of a fever!” I felt Hilda’s hand on my forehead.
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>>2233830 “No, she’s always like that. From the beginning she’s been very warm,” Wendy appeased her.
“Then she’s had the fever from the beginning!” insisted Hilda.
“No! Even yesterday at… at the party,” Paulina carefully addressed, probably not wanting to upset Hilda anymore. “She’s always been warm. I think… it’s because of the cat thing.”
“Cats have higher body temperatures than humans!” said Monique with a hinge of authority, also doubting the fever theory.
I grunted, forcing everyone into silence. It was the first human sound they had actually heard out of my mouth. I was not a great liar; but if I ever had to put on an acceptable performance, it was time for it.
I moved my head and opened my eyes, squinting.
“She’s waking up!” Lauren pointed out the obvious, but it was a fairly stressful situation so she couldn’t be blamed.
“W-what?” I mumbled in what I hoped was believable confusion. “What is…?”
“She’s speaking!”
“Oh, my God! She speaks!”
Hilda and Monique looked like they had just heard an actual cat speak. Needed I remind them that I was people, too?
“A-Aria, right?” Paulina knelt beside me, initiating conversation with a hoarse voice full of surprise and anticipation.
“Yes; I… I am Aria,” I automatically answered. Should I have acted more confused, taken more time to respond? I hoped that my regret for not thinking before speaking didn’t show.
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>>2233831 I chose that moment to do a sit up and look around. The one thing I didn’t have to fake was shame and uneasiness. Being the werecat was an amazing cover ripe for abuse. I could nuzzle to naked girls, touch them or lick them as I pleased; but now that I had once more regained my identity as a human in front of someone outside of the coven in what felt like ages, looking at Paulina I felt like I was reminded of everything I had done as the werecat.
Five interested pair of eyes stared me with all of their might. Whatever everyone thought, it looked like it was up to me to speak first.
a) Aria doesn’t remember being the werecat. She claims to have lost consciousness sometime yesterday.
b) Aria fully remembers being the werecat, and everything she had done; although she claims to be unable to control herself.
c) Half-werecat? Aria gets nervous and keeps her cat mannerisms as a sort of protection, claiming she’s half-transformed.
d) Aria just tells them the truth, unable to lie anymore.
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>>2233832 B, not only is it consistent with our previous excuses, but we would have no way of knowing that our clothes got stolen too if we didn't remember anything before now.
Plus, it adds a touch of embarrassment where the naked girls who were playing with us realized that the normal human girl inside saw it all happening.
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I lost track of this a while ago, gonna catch up now.
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>>2233959 Erika and Lisa, I think, have gotten boyfriends, but their love life has mostly been their own business.
There's been plenty of yuri and some stuff with a strap-on a while back though.
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>>2233960 >Erika and Lisa, I think, have gotten boyfriends In the camp I mean, not the backstories.
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>>2233961 Yeah, that's what I meant. Erika and Lisa have both found boyfriends in the camp, but they don't show up very much.
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>>2233962 Oh wasn´t expecting that.
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>>2233832 “N-nice to meet you, I guess…”
My greeting only served to astonish them all. In their faces I could see they couldn’t believe their eyes. A girl with cat-ears, a tail, superhuman agility who behaves like a cat? Completely believable. She also speaks? My God, call a priest!
“T-the werecat! You’re, you’re the werecat? You can speak?” Paulina took the lead. Nobody else dared say a word.
I had been considering what to say to them while I was hearing them discuss. I hoped I could both make enough sense and not be caught up lying.
“It’s… complicated,” I looked away. The first thing about not being questioned was not meeting anyone’s gaze. My tail shifted around like crazy, but there was not a whole lot I could do about that. I just hoped that Monique didn’t use her cat knowledge against me. “I… I am the werecat but… I’m not. Not right now.”
“You turn normal when it’s daytime, don’t you? I’ve already heard! But then…?” Paulina blurted out, an urgency to keep speaking and to get information were her intentions.
“I don’t know! This had never happened!” I bleated. “I always regain control when the sun comes up after I wake up! It’s… it’s past midday and I was still… trapped inside the werecat.”
“Trapped? Regain control? Do you remember what happens when you’re… not you?” Lauren was the first to say anything besides Paulina. I expected her to be shyer, so it was surprising.
“E-everything. All of it,” I intoned in a hoarse voice.
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>>2234083 The tacit admission that I was well aware of what had happened between ‘the werecat’ and Paulina made me blush as hard as Hilda herself. I had experienced far more embarrassing in my life, or more specifically the camp, but the situation of admitting to a girl that I actually remembered how we… basically had sex in front of dozens of people was quite unique and awkward, not to mentioned she had recently used a finger indecently on me.
Paulina was also not immune to the sentiment. She lost her voice and even gave a step back, also dodging my line of sight. I was quite aware of the implications of what I had just said to her.
The one who had to take over for the behalf of the cabin had to be Wendy. Lauren often asked questions, but the conversation itself was between the tall blonde and me. They were quite curious about my condition and I experienced great delight in finding out they were ready to believe whatever I told them; or at least everyone but Hilda, who stayed behind judging me skeptically.
The gist of it was: I was Aria Bloom; and I was very surprised when I first became the werecat. I had no idea of how I had turned into what I was, although I suspected I had been cursed. I was a perfectly normal girl until I arrived to camp. During the nights I blacked out, and was forced to powerlessly see my body being controlled by an animal presence. ‘The other me’ had no morals and no shame; just worrying about finding food, doing whatever felt good – I couldn’t say that with a straight face or without flushing – and playing or following its whims.
I heavily implied it was the case, and was glad to see the group picking up the clues and coming up with the theory that I had remained the werecat due to the lack of sun without me having to state so.
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>>2234084 Once they had accepted my story, even though Paulina still didn’t dare to talk or even be near me, and once Wendy had apologized for kissing me to annoy Hilda, we could move on to the actually important topics.
“And why are you all naked?” I inquired with a serious expression. As far as Wendy knew, I had been wondering ever since I had come in and just was literally unable to ask. As for me, I had a very plausible excuse. I had already gone into how my clothes had the tendency of getting lost or shredded by my alter ego.
“It’s not our fault! We’re not this way because we want to be!” Hilda addressed me for the first time. “Not that there’s anything to be ashamed of!” she added as a second thought, talking more to herself than to me.
“Well… since you’re asking, how about you go first?” Wendy retorted.
“Huh?” I must have missed a part of the conversation because she had just lost me.
“You go first. Why the naked girls? You know, the whole ‘the werecat strips other girls, doesn’t attack naked ones and even protects them’ thing?” she clarified.
“Oh… t-that,” I gulped. “That’s because…” but I couldn’t continue. I had not prepared an answer and my mind drew a blank. I was eyeballed suspiciously as my sentence had been cut midway and I didn’t go on.
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>>2234085 “It’s okay if you like girls, you can tell us,” Lauren gently encouraged me. She placed a hand over mine, but not suggestively.
Hilda returned to her bed, started humming loudly and resumed reading, not wanting to hear anymore.
“That’s… I don’t know why the werecat does a lot of stuff. She just decides things on her own,” I lied, taking Hilda’s reaction a little too seriously.
“Is that why you’re eying our pussies, then look away all embarrassed?” Monique huffed.
“Moni!” Wendy and Lauren sibilated her name, both at once, both offended on my behalf.
“What? She does,” Monique justified herself.
“It’s really okay,” Wendy turned to me. “I uh, had a threesome not long ago. It wasn’t that big of a deal, I guess. Hilda’s humming intensified. “And Paulina over there, she just had some serious lesbian experience!”
“I was drunk! Sheesh!” Paulina finally dared to speak. She was still reluctant to even glance my way, and kept to herself. “And… this girl named Carmen. S-she started it! Making me…” she mumbled, her voice getting quieter and less intelligible.
“We don’t mind if you look!” Lauren cheered me again, although she had gone quite red on the face. “Are you gay?” she looked quite interested in the topic.
a) Sure. Cat’s out of the bag anyway.
b) “It’s all the werecat! I swear! I’m not gay! You’re gay!” No one buys it.
c) It’s part of the curse. Aria was COMPLETELY normal just a few days ago.
How did Jill even got them naked, anyway?
1) Sneaked in very early in the morning. Not a soul saw her face.
2) Jill’s face was completely covered, although she was quite naked. She and other few girls assaulted their cabin and took their clothes.
3) Jill made some threats and they caved in.
4) Jill lied to them about being the person in charge of the laundry.
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>>2234086 A, no harm in fessing up.
1 or 2. I like 1 because I like the idea of Jill managing to strip them naked while they slept, and I like 2 because I'm interested in these 'other few girls'.
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>>2234086 A 2
I like the idea of a roaming group of clothing bandits
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>>2234086 A: theres no point in hiding it
-3: just cant decide between 1, 2 & 4
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>>2234086 A Literally no reason to lie about it
2 But really early in the morning
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>>2234086 I nodded. I was done denying what I was. I still felt a good amount of shame revealing my true nature in front of a group of completely nude girls. Other than Hilda, no one recoiled or attempted to cover themselves; I was too acquainted with their anatomy anyway.
“So, do you think the werecat is not actually an alternate personality, but is just acting your wishes and desires?” Monique questioned me.
“I… uh…” in a way, she was right. The werecat was a dare, but I had also used it as a justification more than once. Not that I could ever admit it in front of anyone other than Erika or Medea; maybe Jill once she teased me enough. How could I? ‘Why, yes; my deepest desire is to go around licking girls’ privates’ made me sound like an awful person even inside of my head.
“No, I don’t think so,” opined Wendy. “Aria, you don’t really wish to go around naked or play with lasers, right?”
That was an out and I took it. “Yes, I just think I just lose my ability to reason, you know? Maybe the werecat is just me if I was an animal,” as every time I lied to them, I looked away to not have my expression betray me, and trusting that they wouldn’t learn about my tail too soon. “Can we speak about something else? I still don’t know why you’re all naked… and I asked.”
We had made some sort of deal. I had already confessed to my homosexuality, to actually fairly good reception and acceptance but to not little embarrassment, thus it was their turn to talk about why there were all prancing around in their birthday suits.
“Do you have cat instincts and stuff?” inquired Lauren, as if she hadn’t heard my question. Apparently I was too interesting of a person and had to be constantly questioned.
“No! Wait!” I asked of Lauren, but it was too late.
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>>2234214 She had grabbed the laser pointer and used the damnable thing on the bed, just next to me. I couldn’t help but striking the area with the palm, Lauren moved the dot a little to the left and I followed. Once she realized what was going on she pointed the laser at a wall and of course, I felt very compelled to leap at it and try to once and for all catch that squirming, little red thing; nothing would make me happier than extinguishing its light with my claws.
“She still likes chasing the thing?” Wendy mused, surprised.
“No! I don’t like it!” I stressed, while Lauren, giggling, had forced me to repeatedly go back and forth between two beds. “I just can’t help it! Please, stop!”
Lauren was left to have her fun with me for a few more seconds before Paulina had mercy and took the pointer away from her. “Laurie, stop. She just woke up from fainting, remember?”
I stood up and brushed my hands together to get rid of the dust from going in all-fours again. I could tell that most of my dignity had been washed away by what had just happened. All the girls save Hilda, who had her face buried in a book, looked at me with a mixture of amusement, contempt and… some sort of adoration; like I was a fluffy, white rabbit; or a more accurate analogy would be a black and white bicolor kitten.
I didn’t like the look; it made me feel like I was less than them; like there was a clear disparity between regular humans and whatever I was supposed to be.
“T-thanks,” I mumbled at Paulina, after all she had stopped Lauren from toying with me.
“Does it work with strings?” Lauren wondered, excited.
“Yes it does! And please no more!” I quickly admitted, trying to make it apparent that I was in no mood to be humiliated any further.
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>>2234215 Trying to keep as much as I could of my dignity, which at least didn’t depend on my lack of attire thanks to the unusual circumstances we found ourselves in, I repeated my former question. I had stopped pretending to be a cat for the sake of the information after all.
Very early in the morning, when it was still a little dark, the girls had been rudely awakened by thumps at their door. Scared, they had asked who it was. The only response they got was the door being slammed open and a group of five loonies entering uninvited.
The invaders were all female, which was easily discernible due to their exposed genitalia, due to their lack of clothing. Identifying them could prove to be a challenge, since not only was there no source of illumination that could be used for the purpose, they all had their faces covered by the most ridiculous of masks.
“What sort of masks are we talking about?” I queried. Hilda was the one narrating the story, and she looked keen on avoiding on speaking about it.
“Panties. They were covering their faces with panties,” Monique answered my question, but then allowed Hilda to resume her tale.
The invading group was strong and quick; the organization and coordination of their members left the suspicion that it might not have been the first time they had committed similar crimes. Lauren, Hilda, Wendy, Monique and Paulina fought bravely, but they were quickly defeated and routed.
“They fought dirty!” Wendy fumed. “They… they were pretty strong, sure; but there’s a coded of honor for fights! There has to be!”
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>>2234216 “They kept grabbing us by the tits,” Monique elaborated. “Tickling, touching places that shouldn’t be touched, spanking… they really had no standards.”
“And they had a prisoner!” Lauren butted in.
“It wasn’t a prisoner; it was like… they had this tied up girl. She was with them; she kicked and was given stuff to carry but she had her hands tied behind her back for some reason.”
Someone came to mind.
“We were no match. They took everything. We couldn’t follow them or do anything because… well, we weren’t about to go out naked,” Hilda concluded. For once, Wendy did not chastise the moral argument and nodded in agreement.
a) Jill can’t be stopped if she already has formed a gang. Aria might as well answer the questions she’s asked and keep playing with Lauren, maybe the situation will evolve into something else.
b) Aria reveals Jill’s identity and tries her best to recruit new members for a crusade of justice to stop the heinous criminals.
c) Aria says her goodbyes and moves in to the next cabin. Jill has to be stopped.
d) Aria hears Jill’s voice coming from a speaker nearby.
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>>2234217 A or B. Hunting down Jill with a team of our own promises to be fun, but there's also value in just letting Jill win; it'd be a shame to stop an opportunity like this.
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>>2234217 B. Let the Panty Crusade begin.
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>>2234217 D: this could lead towards a big event.
just don't "catch" her too soon ;)
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>>2234217 It sort of bothered me how resolutely they discarded the idea of leaving the cabin once their clothes had been taken away. I thought I was easily embarrassed, yet Wendy, Monique and Paulina looked fairly outgoing and neither of them dared to even consider the thought of going out buck naked… like I had. Was my decision making process closer to Jill than it was to these girls?
Jill’s attack had happened before I had even woken up, while I already had Medea’s testimony, this confirmed Jill had been actively doing her own thing for at least hours. He could have the entirety of the clothing of the girls’ side of the camp by now; assuming she started at six in the morning like she did she had, she had had over seven hours to incite chaos.
“This is what happens when there’s not enough supervision!” declared Hilda, looking furious. “Where is the staff? How do we contact them? What are we supposed to do?”
“Yeah… not even Mrs. Hawk came in the morning. Maybe it’s because of the rain,” Lauren sadly sighed. I didn’t know who Mrs. Hawk was, but if the poor girl was placing her faith on any of the adults in camp, she was severely misguided.
All in all, the situation was discouraging. Did I even have a hope of finding Jill before she hid or destroyed the clothing? Was it even worth it if I had to walk in the nude into every single cabin, maybe pretending to be the werecat? The people at Paulina’s cabin seemed like good people, but I knew all too well that was not always the case.
“What are you going to do now?” Monique asked me.
“Hmm?” I had been deep in thought and had to be repeated the question before being able to process it properly.
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>>2234327 “What are you going to do? We’re on the same boat. It’s raining outside and it doesn’t look like that’s changing anytime soon, we don’t have anything to wear, we’re basically trapped here.”
“We’re good on rations, at least,” Paulina was optimistic enough to see the silver lining, referring to the fair amount of barbecue beef jerky bags they had. “Not the best breakfast but, what can you do?”
“EEEEEK!”
The rain had subsided somewhat, allowing some sun through, that I could use as an excuse for my ‘transformation’, and thus it hadn’t happened for a while; but thunder struck again; and I just had no defense mechanism against it. I jumped to hide under Lauren’s bed. It was a pretty loud one; all girls flinched, although my reaction was by far the most extreme one.
“All that’s changed is that you can speak. I don’t want to be rude, but you’re still kind of a cat,” Lauren rudely lectured me, shaking her head from side to side, while looking under the bed, where I was cowering in a corner.
“You try having super hearing and have to deal with that thing! I bet you’d shout, too!” I defended my position. They just couldn’t understand how horrible it felt to have one of your most important senses inundated with no previous warning.
“You have super hearing?” Lauren beamed at me, her interest in me renovated. “What else can you do? Can you speak to animals and stuff?”
I had no reason to hide my abilities, so I didn’t bother. After coming out from my hideout, I allowed the interview to resume. As it had been pointed out, I was trapped, so why not? Lauren was downright fascinated, but even Hilda listened to me with interest.
It was actually quite nice. We were all sitting on the same bed, once we were not discussing sexual stuff Hilda gladly joined us. Six pillows, six girls, one set of bed sheets, beef jerky and not a particularly difficult line of questioning. Not that bad of an experience.
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>>2234328 “WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED!” Out of nowhere, a booming voice interrupted our pleasant conversation. “YOU HAVE NOWHERE TO GO, YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO COMPLY OR WE’LL ATTACK!”
It was Jill’s voice, I was sure of it. And it was nearby.
“What’s going on?” Hilda wondered. I jumped from the bed and rushed to open the door, taking a peek outside trying not to expose myself.
A rather bizarre situation was developing with our neighbors.
Jill was as naked as I remembered her, a pink pair of panties covering everything on her face except for her eyes. She was talking on a microphone connected to a speaker I was very familiar with; it was covered by an umbrella another panty-masked girl was holding.
“That’s her! That’s the girl who stole our stuff!” Wendy had opened the window and was watching the same thing I was. Paulina and Hilda were besides her, while I had Lauren’s head below mine and Monique’s above, all struggling to see what was going on.
Had all that been taking place just under our noses?
“So… super hearing, huh?” Lauren sarcastically said, also realizing that my senses had failed me. I had only noticed at the same time as everyone, with Jill’s amplified voice.
“The rain is loud, leave me alone.”
“We’ll never surrender!” an unfamiliar, feminine voice came from inside the cabin.
Why did every day dare we gave Jill had to spiral out of control?
a) It’s just Jill’s group.
b) Jill has somehow recruited even more girls, who all stand by her side in the same attire as her.
c) Jill has done the unthinkable and even recruited some boys.
Who’s Jill facing?
1) Just the girls in Cabin 1.
2) An alliance of girls, the last clothed ones in camp.
3) An alliance of girls. Most of them have already suffered at Jill’s hand and have to share clothes or just do without, though.
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>>2234329 B2. I wouldn't want Jill to have a disadvantage, but I can't say I want to see boys dressed up like that either. As for the opponents, I must admit there's a certain flair in the last stand of the still clothed girls.
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>>2234329 B
all the girl campers have been done for and now it's adult female staffs in the room
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>>2234329 B2 Maybe we can get Aria's Bizarre Adventure to get the Panty Crusaders after this
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>>2234329 A
no preference on 1/2/3
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>>2234383 I tried very hard on this one. It even came to deleting, rewriting and then scrapping a whole part.
For the life of me, I can't see a conceivable way to have Jill face against the staff that wouldn't end in disaster, a kind of disaster we don't want.
Being busy was part of it, but a whole day was spent just trying to figure out a way to make it work. I couldn't without compromising consistency of being too far-fetched.
I'm sorry. In return, the girls at the staff (if you have read the character notes, state your favorite ones) can make an appearance more often. There are some college-aged girls there, although there are also more mature ones.
>>2234329 “TWO MINUTES!” Jill yelled with anticipation clear in her voice. She had no doubt in her mind victory was already hers.
Just as she had said, there was an army of girls surrounding the cabin of our neighbors. There were not just the five Hilda had spoken about. It wasn’t too hard to imagine with Jill’s insane leadership skills, but she had increased her forces by more than double. How could she have convinced a bunch of girls to fight naked while it was raining and to attack some other girl with the objective to take all of their clothes?
Now that my ears had focused, I was certain that Jill’s battle was not as easy as it first seemed. I wasn’t sure of how many, but there were more than five or six girls inside the cabin Jill was sieging; maybe even as many as we could see outside.
“Should we… help them?” Wendy wondered referring to the side Jill was attacking.
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>>2235069 “Are you kidding? Of course not!” Monique was the one to speak, but from the looks of it she spoke for everyone else. “There’s more girls on that lunatic’s side, for one thing. And do you want to fight naked outside when it’s running to so much? Also, they’ve got a speaker and they’re making a racket! Can you believe what would happen if boys come out to see what’s going on?” she shuddered at the mere thought. “If they saw us like this I would die of shame.”
“Yeah, can’t imagine what that would be like,” sarcastically remarked Paulina, rolling her eyes.
“ONE MINUTE! THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE! IF YOU GIVE UP NOW, EACH OF YOU CAN STILL KEEP A PAIR OF PANTIES!” Jill shouted, obviously not thinking of the consequences. If any boys heard anything about JUST keeping a pair of panties, they would surely come rushing down to take a look, as Monique feared.
Despite the repeated warnings by Jill, the answer from the group barricaded inside did not change. Jill was then forced to give the command.
“CHAAAARGE!” she yelled not without humor in her voice. She was not taking herself too seriously.
The small army Jill commanded, after all, was just composed of teenaged girls, not trained professionals or S.W.A.T.; they couldn’t jump through the windows or anything ridiculous or flashy. At her response, all of the girls save two which stayed guarding each window to avoid someone grabbing what they had and running away, gathered near the door. With yells and grunts, they started pushing against it, meeting a force at least equal in measure in the other side. They could have even barricaded themselves in with the bunk beds if they were serious about it.
“That’s not going to work! Go away already! Stop this!” someone inside yelled, the same voice that had denied Jill’s first request.
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>>2235070 “You stop this,” countered Jill, close to the door her minions were sieging, not using the speaker anymore. “I know there are people inside who already know how this works. Are you going to make me get serious?” she threatened with a somber expression that the other faction couldn’t see, but most likely at least deduce from Jill’s tone.
“Why are you doing this? What’s the point? Why do you want to strip everyone?” the voice from the inside bleated at the border of tears; yet it sounded more angry than sad.
“That’s not for you to know. Now, are we doing this the hard way or the easy way? You’re going to lose whatever you do. Make it easy on you. And me,” Jill tried to persuade.
“Half the clothes! We’ll give you half the clothes!” a voice different from the one I was used to hear responses from declared with a whimper.
“You can keep your panties and that’s it,” offered Jill.
“What if each of us keeps a set? Just a single set of clothing! That’s all we’re asking!” yet a different voice proposed, sounding even more desperate than the others.
“No! We’re staying inside. She won’t get to us,” the first voice assured. “Whatever she does, she won’t get it. Don’t give up!” she encouraged.
“Alright!” Jill giggled. “Half of you will keep a set of clothing, half of you will keep panties. Except for Tonya, of course. I know this resistance is her doing so I won’t blame the rest of you for it. I’ll even let you choose the ones who keep the set! You have to open up right now, though.”
“NO! She’s lying! Don’t listen to her! And half of you will end up tits out! Don’t you understand?” the first voice, presumably the girl named Tonya, stressed. She seemed to be losing her edge as discourse immediately erupted inside of the cabin she was defending.
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>>2235071 All we could do was watch. If I was them, I would definitely take the trade. Jill was trustworthy in her deals and going against her with all the support she could garner if she wanted to, was probably a bad idea. Now I realized that. Going after her was doomed to fail from the start, and that was considering Jill had an undeniable soft-spot for me.
a) They don’t surrender. Jill attacks with rats and other vermin. Aria chases them uncontrollably.
b) They don’t surrender. Jill is forced to use smoke grenade (equivalents), all the girls are forced out of the cabin and the battle takes place outside.
c) They don’t surrender. Jill calls for a siege weapon and the door is forced through. The battle takes place inside.
d) They give up. Half the girls keep their panties and the other half keep a set of clothing (but no underwear). It’ll be fun to come up with a way to decide which ones are the lucky ones.
e) A good negotiator steps in. Jill is made to be more complacent and the girls keep some more clothes. In exchange, Jill gets to keep Tonya as a slave.
f) Aria comes out and tries to make Jill stop.
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>>2234338 Oh, B2 won. Sorry about forgetting to mention so often.
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>>2235073 Shit. Page 10 already. Next part will be in the next thread tomorrow morning. We can do a little less than 6 votes just so we can have the thread out there.
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>>2235072 B or D, it'd be neat to have some variety in exactly how undressed the girls of camp end up at, but I'd also be fine with a big battle out where Aria and the rest of this cabin can see it. Maybe a little of both?
>>2235073 No worries, even when it's ambiguous I can get a good idea of what won from reading the update itself. I compiled a paste of this thread earlier today and just now added this update to it (NQXR4m6a), in the morning once some votes have come in I should be able to make a final version before the new thread starts.
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>>2235072 B We ain't going to trash the cabin too, plus this way we can see the fight
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>>2235069 humm I see. Let's see where the story could go in the future.
>>2235072 D would probably be delicious?
Anonymous
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Looking at things now, the winning vote is either B or B+D. Pastebin if B wins is C45GXVqu, and pastebin if B+D wins is Pe203Zb9.
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