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>>2235072 “Well?” Jill prompted, expectantly.
She had stayed back with her arms crossed while the rest of her troops save the window guards kept tirelessly pushing the door without producing any noticeable results. The discussion taking place inside was hard to keep track of, at least eight to ten people tried talking all at once and no one wished to risk have their opinion ignored considering they were expected to choose fast.
From the little I could tell from the confusion, they had quickly split into two factions; one which wished to surrender and other faction that didn’t. The arguments in favor of not admitting defeat was far more adamant, probably realizing they would be the ones chosen to remain with just a pair of panties because of who they were siding with. They also seemed to have the most physically competent girls since they often resorted to threats of physical violence and made them pass as arguments.
“We will not surrender! Do your worst!” the first voice, the girl presumably named Tonya, answered for everyone else once they had reached the closest they could to a consensus.
“Nah, my worst is just too mean,” Jill boasted. “I can do just enough to win, though. If I were you I’d start unblocking the door,” she warned like she was giving good-natured advice.
The speaker Jill had used to communicate earlier was over a small wooden stool. It had an umbrella attached to it using a little plastic thing on the side of the speaker where the microphone’s supposed to go to hold it. Below the stool were a few plastic bags. Jill ducked to search something in them.
“Panty Raiders; away the door!” Jill shouted, and her orders were followed with haste. She had even named her group? Jill loved theatrics too much for her own good.
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>>2235216 On her hands, Jill had a bunch of toilet paper rolls covered with duct tape, they had a little string fuse on them. I automatically tried to catch a whiff of what could be inside, but the rain just made it impossible for me to find out.
Jill passed the small paper rolls around her Panty Raiders; they had six of those things in just one bag. There were other plastic bags below the stool and there was no way for me to find out what was in them.
With a lighter and a lot of care to not let the fuse get wet, Jill lit them up one by one. Four of them were thrown under the cabin. Other two were placed on the porch, in front of the door. After the fuses were done burning, white smoke started coming out of the paper rolls.
Audible coughing commenced almost immediately, getting through the space between the wooden planks and under the door as fast as it was coming out. I got my wish and finally could catch some of the scent of what Jill was using. All I could tell was that it had a lot of baking soda and pepper. I coughed and covered my nose with my mouth. I was the only one to do so; no one else from Paulina’s cabin seemed bothered by it.
Not a minute after the home-made smoke grenades had been activated, the sound of moving furniture in a rush could be heard and then it ceased.
The windows of the sieged cabin opened in a flash and coughing girls started pouring in. They all tried their best to be the first ones out, which caused a little of a bottleneck making their escape all the more sluggish and clumsy.
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>>2235217 It was a little sad to think about, but it was the first time in the whole day that I had seen clothed girls. Their one by one method of escape through a small opening was ideal for the Panty Raiders to take advantage of. The first girls to come out might have the advantage of not having to deal with that horrible smoke for that long, but they were quickly grabbed by pairs or trios of naked girls with panty masks and had their clothes stripped. Some resisted more than others; and resistance only meant more torn clothes. Jill’s Panty Raiders looked like a bunch of piranhas in a feeding frenzy.
Jill joined in the fray, and with her arm strength whoever was the unlucky girl she chose to fight against stood no chance whatsoever. All the stripped clothes, torn or otherwise, were given to a small, nude girl. Her face was completely covered by a pair of yellow panties with white stripes; but even then I could easily recognize her flat chest, her lack of feminine features and her somewhat passable buttocks. She could be no other than Elmira.
Elmira dutifully grabbed the clothes and piled them well away from the battle, making runs between where the fights were taking place.
“A-are you guys thinking what I’m thinking?” Monique was the first to say it, but yes; for sure we were all thinking it.
There was no one guarding the clothes and the only defense they had were the fact they were too far from the other girls to matter. Once the girls were rendered completely nude by Jill – not even shoes or socks or even hair ornaments were spared – they had their hands and feet tied down rather expertly making me think the Panty Raiders were at least a little practiced in their craft.
Jill’s group had an overwhelming advantage and as time went on it always looked worse for the girls from inside the cabin.
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>>2235218 “The insane panty-masked morons are going to chase us, though,” Paulina gulped, but still had her eyes glued to the progressively wetter pile of clothing.
“And if we all run in different directions some of us will make it through. Then we can share what we get,” Hilda declared, behaving surprisingly assertively.
“Yes. This is our only chance, that’s all the clothes for girls remaining for girls in the camp as far as we know,” Wendy agreed. “On three! One, Two…!”
I could run much faster than Jill, but I was well aware her stamina was monstrous and she could run me down… or at least she could if she was in proper condition. Maybe the lack of sleep and the drinking would allow me to have a chance? I was at my fastest – by far – when I could use both arms and legs to run; I would be undoubtedly slower when grabbing something.
a) Aria is too scared of going naked outside with so many witnesses and she stays behind.
b) Aria runs with the rest of the girls and grabs everything she can. She is, however, too greedy, grabs too many clothes and is caught by the Panty Raiders.
c) Aria grabs a minimum of clothing that allows her to run away safely with something to wear. What exactly? You can start making suggestions.
d) Aria runs in all fours, grabs whatever she can with her mouth, and escapes. There is just no one who can catch her, although she can’t carry much with her mouth, and she’s liable to leave fang marks on the clothing.
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>>2235219 C or D, it'll be interesting to see what haphazard outfit Aria will be able to assemble, and whether she can keep it safe from Jill for the rest of the day.
As for what, I suggest multiple shirts but no bottoms. Aria's small so she can easily wind up in a shirt that's just barely decent.
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>>2235219 >>2235219 C or D, it'll be interesting to see what haphazard outfit Aria will be able to assemble, and whether she can keep it safe from Jill for the rest of the day.
As for what, I suggest multiple shirts but no bottoms. Aria's small so she can easily wind up in a shirt that's just barely decent.
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>>2235219 C or D, it'll be interesting to see what haphazard outfit Aria will be able to assemble, and whether she can keep it safe from Jill for the rest of the day.
As for what, I suggest multiple shirts but no bottoms. Aria's small so she can easily wind up in a shirt that's just barely decent.
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Welp, I got pulled away from this for a long time. Catching up now from the last thread. It looks like a lot went on.
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>>2235219 C or D
ofc she got bad luck and fishes out nothig wich would fit her xD
(or she luckily finds one of Lisas tops, wich she presents her as kind of reparation?)
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>>2235219 A
I'm hoping to steer things towards there being no more clothes for any of our main characters to wear, and that's harmed if Aria can steal some clothes
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>>2235219 C Although Jill has the whole day to take them back
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>>2235219 C
Seconding the idea of at least one shirt but no bottoms
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>>2235219 As she began the countdown, everyone got closer to the door and we stood in rows of two automatically to not get into the way of one another. I was in the second row with Lauren.
“Three!” Wendy shouted, although louder than she should have.
Wendy was the first one out, and she got the door open; everyone else followed behind. I quickly gained advantage over everyone else, dashing and obtaining quite an impressive lead. Cold rain pouring over my body pressed me to move as fast as I could.
“The clothes! Protect the clothes!” Jill gave the command as soon as she noticed us. It was a little too late, our group was closer and even Lauren looked like she could deal with Elmira without much trouble.
“Aria?” Elmira questioned, recognizing me very easily. How could she not? The ears, the tail? I was one of a kind.
I leaped over her, at the very least giving her a pretty sight of both the grace and agility I was capable of and a close look at my bare body – which I wasn’t ashamed to show to her and she could use as an inspiration anytime she wanted – and then resumed my bipedal position as a proper hominid in order to gain access to my hands.
“Don’t! Jill is going to get mad!” Elmira asked of me after guessing my intentions, but did nothing other than extending her hand in my direction powerlessly and sounding worried. The next second she was run over by Wendy followed close by Monique and Paulina, she landed face first on the wet, muddy grass.
A couple of girls hurried to follow Jill’s orders, and four pairs of attractive breasts bounced attractively while heading towards me with ill intentions. Not looking what I was even grabbing, I escaped and, rather cowardly I will admit, let the rest of the trouble for Paulina and her friends to deal with.
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>>2235486 It was Wendy’s plan, after all, right? Flee and split up. With at least half of the forces that were inside the cabin Jill had attacked already subdued, and Jill herself, the situation looked dire and I had to make myself scarce. Disappearing in the trees looked like a great idea if I wanted to avoid Jill for the rest of the day, but I also needed shelter from the rain. I just had to head back towards my own cabin.
While not nearly as fast as my natural technique, my running in two limbs was still much better than the average girl.
“They got Laurie!” Paulina cried.
“Leave her behind! We’ll share some with her if we make it out!” Wendy heartlessly, but rationally, recommended.
Lightning flashed across the sky; illuminating all for a fraction of a second. I winced in anticipation of what followed, and managed to suppress a shriek at the following thunder, it still startled me, but to a much lesser degree once I was accustomed to.
I rudely kicked at a wooden door, shouting for people to open it for me. The one to answer the door was Lisa.
“Whoa, are those clothes?” Carmen asked, impressed, upon watching me get inside.
“Sorry, this is all we got for now,” Lisa had rushed to the bathroom, and had kindly taken the obligation to dry me up with toilet paper. “I dunno why, but we got a bunch of the stuff just lying around. Someone took out the rolls.”
“They’re mine!” I greedily and possessively turned away from Carmen as Lisa continued to dry my legs like she was my personal maid.
“Where did you get them from?” Carmen questioned me, not looking offended in the slightest at my jealousy.
Ignoring Carmen for the time being, I expectantly undid the bundle I had so painstakingly stolen. I had managed to grab a red t-shirt, three non-matching socks, a pink brassiere so big it was humbling and a broken piece of pantyhose. “That’s it?” I mused, disappointed. All of it was wet, of course.
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>>2235488 “Aria! I’m talking to you!” Carmen raised her voice, annoyed.
“Here,” I handed her the bra. It was completely useless to me, although it smelled nice. She accepted it with a puzzled look on her face.
I gave them all a very short summary of my adventures so far, and what Jill was doing just two cabins away.
“Yeah, we had all figured it out where you got that from,” Erika remarked, glancing derisively at Carmen. “We heard the speaker. Shit; Jill takes her stuff seriously. I’m not even mad at her.”
“I am! That is theft!” Carmen voiced, carefully checking the bra I had handed her. “Can I have the shirt?”
“No!” as I had been doing more and more often as of late, I jumped to the wooden beams above.
It was so convenient that no one else could reach them, even if my feet got a little dusty every time I landed on them. In my hands, I had the humid shirt; the socks I had left behind for anyone who cared to fight over them. No one did.
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>>2235490 “If she just had given me a few more hours of sleep, I would have totally joined Jill’s little army,” Erika said between a massive yawn.
The shirt was too big for me, which was good. The more it could cover the better. It wasn’t long enough to become a dress but it did shield the very essentials so long as I was very, very careful. It was a little muddy from my own hands where I grabbed it, and it was uncomfortable to wear it due to the humidity. The important thing is that I wasn’t naked anymore.
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a) Jill has bigger fish to fry. Aria is left to her own devices and she can focus on other things, at least for now.
b) Aria is afraid Jill will come looking for her. She escapes to the wilderness.
c) Aria escapes to another cabin. She will avoid those with conflictive girls who could take her shirt away from her.
d) Aria escapes to the cafeteria. It should be empty anyway.
e) Aria stays above her beam and Jill inevitably shows up. She negotiates the shirt back, but Aria gets remunerated appropriately.
f) Jill shows up. Jill tires to take the shirt away, but desists once Aria gets sad. Jill doesn’t fail her dare for this; she’s still working towards her goal and is not allowed to harm Aria.
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>>2235494 C (returning to Paulina's cabin) or D. I want Aria to stay safe for now without letting her go the whole day without more trouble.
Can we also get a glimpse of what happened to Laurie?
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>>2235634 Oh, sure.
>>2235494 “Three!” Wendy shouted. Sure, I got that she was excited, but there was no need for her to be so loud. The Panty Raiders turned our way, so that was it for our surprise attack. Damn it, Wendy!
I tried to slap her ass, but she was too fast and went out running; she was the first one out.
Just as I had already said, Aria was just a cat. Instead of running like people, she ran like a cat would, with hands and feet at the same time. She was so fast I couldn’t believe it; that just had to be faster than Usain Bolt. The girl was nice and I liked her, part of it because she was so cute, but at that moment I got that she was a monster; she could have killed us all if she wanted, just didn’t want to. She obviously wasn’t a hundred pounds, but that still made her a young tiger, and even those can be dangerous.
Should we be thanking the Panty Raiders they got us naked so Aria wouldn’t attack us when she was the werecat? Watching her run was distracting. She leaped with both legs at the same time, bending her back in ways that looked painful every time she did.
“The clothes! Protect the clothes!” the commander of the Panty Raiders, the girl who was using the speaker, ordered.
We were basically in a football formation. Wendy ran over some short girl, and Paulina and Moni basically trampled her. I hoped she was okay, but we were at war, after all.
“Grab something, quick! Anything!” Wendy dumbly said. Of course we would so it like that.
Aria had already gotten some clothes and was running away. She was in two legs, but was still very fast. Being the werecat and having to lose control every night and watch yourself be naked and act out all your fantasies had to be rough, but I was a little jealous watching her be so fast and leaving everyone behind so easily.
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>>2235660 I was the next to last to get a bundle of clothes, Hilda waited for me. A few of the Panty Raiders were already closing on us. Even when she was last, Hilda was just a lot taller, and as we split up, she was a lot faster.
I ran at the boys’ cabin in front. Being nakey in front of Olivier would be so awkward, but he was sure to let me in and let me dress on a corner. I just hoped his roomies weren’t total pervs.
Or so was the plan… I was the slowest of us six and the one the Panty Raiders went for first. There was not a whole lot I could do, they closed on me before I could do anything. I felt like crying.
“They got Laurie!” Paulina yelled, would they help me?
“Leave her behind! We’ll share some with her if we make it out!” Damn it, Wendy! Sharing was one thing, but these crazies were just trying down naked girls! What did she think they would do to me?
*
“What do we do with this one?” Lise asked me.
She had a small girl grabbed by the shoulders; she looked around Aria’s age and size, wasn’t resisting.
“Pursue the others. Leave this one to me,” I ordered her. She nodded, gave me a military salute and went away. I turned to the girl, kneeling a little so we could be face to face. “Hey, it’s okay!”
She had her eyes already reddened and was weeping her heart out. The girl was cute, some baby fat still on her face. She had pretty green eyes and her cheeks holed in with her pouting. Her nose was a little on the flat side and she looked very messy with the rain making her long, black straight hair stick all over her forehead and some making it to her small mouth. She had an equally small mouth below, and while she was a little flat I could tell she still had some growing to do.
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>>2235661 “What are you going to do to me?” she asked all worried, looking in horror the girls we had tied down struggling on the mud and grass.
“Nothing you don’t want to. How do you know Aria? She was running with you. Was this her idea?” I had already thought Aria would go against my plans sooner or later. It actually surprised me how little she had done, and how long she had taken. “Just answer me and you’re free to go… after a little punishment.”
“I don’t want to be punished!” she wailed, she was scared out of her wits, always looking away from me like I was her executioner.
“Yes, you do,” this girl didn’t get it. “What’s your poison? Maybe you have some special boy you want to… show off to? Maybe you just want to feel good,” I passed a hand over her thighs, but took it away the instant she looked uneasy, I wanted to communicate nothing was off the table. “I’m not judging. Come on, what would you want? Isn’t being powerless sometimes… fun?”
“You’re crazy…” she dared to say to me, but I just warmly smiled her way. Poor little girl was too scared of her own desires. To be fair, all were at first.
“You’re a woman,” I explained. “It’s evolution. We are genetically programmed to flaunt our stuff to mates. It turns us on. You can’t help it. I told you I’m not judging. Maybe we can cover your face so nobody recognizes you. Come on, tell me what would you want to do if no one ever knew it was you and there was no consequences.”
“N-nothing! I don’t want none of that stuff!” girl was too stubborn. That was just because she was dry and scared.
“Just tell me about Aria and we’ll go from there. I’m going to need to question you in private.”
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>>2235663 *
“Isn’t it better to be butt naked than going around in wet clothes?” Erika questioned me as I jumped down. She was finally getting up from bed.
“No, it’s not!” “Of course not!” Carmen and I wholeheartedly agreed on something.
Carmen had not worn the bra I gave her, but had also not thrown it away. She had decided to just hold it on her hand for now.
“Excuse me,” I squeezed around Erika to open the window near her bed.
“Are you going out again? It’s gotta be freezing with the rain! Getting back a shirt is good enough, cut your loses while you can,” she opined.
“Yeah, just wait until Jill comes back. We’ll arrange something then,” Lisa backed Erika up.
Lisa had returned to her bed, she was covered in three sets of bed sheets, one of which was mine. She looked quite cozy and comfortable; and in any other occasion I would have loved to join her; but I had a shirt to defend.
“I’m not going out to get more clothes, I’m hiding from Jill to protect what I already have,” I clarified.
“Defending your property against her is not particularly difficult. She is quite reasonable once your position is made clear,” Medea advised me.
“Easy for you to say that! I’m… weak against her,” I acknowledged. I had no illusions about lasting even a minute in front of Jill if she really wanted my shirt off.
“Oh, I can see that,” Erika conceded. “Can you go to the cafeteria since you’re going out, then? Maybe bring something back?”
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>>2235701 “Are you seriously thinking of eating right now?” Lisa grimaced. “After yesterday? Ugh… you got one strong stomach.”
“I would also like something, if you can bring it,” Carmen joined in. “Here! You can have my umbrella. Just don’t let Jill take it away.”
“Jill will only steal clothes,” Medea notified as a matter of fact.
“Why don’t you lend her something to go out? She’s the only one who can probably fit in your clothes,” Carmen wondered. I turned to Medea. If she offered me some clothes I wouldn’t reject them.
“I will once Jill’s dare is complete,” she disillusioned me by revealing. “I made a deal with her.”
I sighed, but understood that it couldn’t be helped. I grabbed the umbrella offered to me, took everyone’s order and committed it to memory, asked Erika to charge my phone, and headed out in nothing but a wet, red shirt that would completely expose me if I just so much as bent over.
My tail was not a lot of help in such situations and having to consciously order it to go down was mentally tiring, like manually breathing. I took the shortcut to the cafeteria, the main road being closed to me because of the proximity Jill’s group had to it. Passing through the wet vegetation felt cold to my feet, but with Carmen’s umbrella in hand, I felt much better even barefoot and wearing no underwear.
I met an acquaintance on the way. We greeted each other in friendly terms. He was hiding in the hollow of a tree; I was sure he wouldn’t have minded sharing if I could fit in. He smelled like he had fed recently; meatballs and boiled eggs, they smelled old even in his breath. I felt a little sorry for him and told him that if he followed Medea’s scent he could have something much better. Even under the rain, I had no doubt he would have no problem finding Medea; she was too… peculiar.
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>>2235702 I once again arrived at the cafeteria from the back. I shuddered and went red in the face just thinking about how my last attempt of sneaking that way went. I hated to admit it but the trash smelled… just fine. It wouldn’t be too hard to convince me to fish through it if I was hungry enough.
I could smell and hear the activity taking place in the kitchen. They had not taken the day off. I could also hear far more people moving around that I had expected… or hoped. I turned around the corner to get to the front of the building. I was as quiet as I could, and gingerly took a peek before deciding what to do next.
Empty? The place was bursting with activity! Why would boys stay inside and get hungry when they didn’t have to deal with Jill like the rest of us? I had hardly ever seen the place livelier. Surprisingly enough, my gender had also made its appearance. Sure, Jill may have taken their clothes, so they had no choice but to come out with togas made out of bed sheets, drapes, and other improvised clothing like that; like a skirt made out magazine pages taped together, or someone who apparently had raided the infirmary to cover herself in bandages.
At least I wouldn’t be alone in my suffering; there were even some familiar faces around.
a) Aria calls the attention for having clothes and is thought to be one of Jill’s minions. Things go south from there.
b) Aria gets to calmly order food and sits with some people she knows.
c) Jill herself is eating, casually nude. Lauren is by her side.
d) Someone notices Aria’s ears, and she immediately becomes the focus of attention. Questions about yesterday are in order.
e) Dan finds Aria, who’s having trouble deciding to go in. He tries to help her ease up, and Aria is too shy to reject. Aria ends up sitting with the boys.
f) Maybe heading somewhere else and waiting for the place to be emptier is the best solution.
g) How about we switch to Lauren instead? She has her interrogation.
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>>2235703 G+C, I think. We can see Laruen's interrogation, and then when Aria talks to Jill at the cafeteria we can get Lauren's perspective on it all. I think that would be nice.
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Okay, new rule. Every 24 hours, the needed votes drop by one. So after 24 hours, we'll do 5 votes, after 48 we'll do 4 and so on, until the interest in the story ultimately fades.
G+C won, but because of time problems, we’ll do a workaround. Everything will work the way you wanted/expected in the end.
Reason? Sadly, time doesn’t line up for Aria to meet Laurie and Jill already sitting at the cafeteria (Aria is fast and took a shortcut, Jill was kept interrogating Laurie); but they’ll meet each other there in a little while, assuming you still want that.
>>2235703 I had trust that my girls could take care of the rest. I had already warned Kathy about going too overboard, so there should be no problems there; and if there were it could be fun solving them, so it didn’t even matter. I could understand she had a lot of repressed resentment after her job at the movies that she needed to get out; poor Tonya would have to deal with that.
I gave the order and my second and third in command nodded, already knowing what to do. With everyone rounded up, all that was left was raiding the place for any remaining clothing and then take it away to the hideout. We had won; and after a lot of hard work I deserved some fun.
The girl’s name was Lauren, so I called her Laurie. I didn’t even have to tie her up; she was a good and obedient girl, if just a little stubborn and close-minded; but I hoped to change that. I took her to the meadows behind the cabin, I lead little Laurie by grabbing her perky butt; she was very impressed and uncomfortable at first, but every time I gave it a good squeeze I could tell that even if she wouldn’t say it she kind of liked it; or to be more exact she liked to hate it.
I sat her on a good and flat boulder than her butt deserved while I stood. She was very scared at first, like a bunny about to be slaughtered; I had to give her time to calm down. She spilled it all, even things that I hadn’t asked.
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>>2236163 From what she told me, Aria was up to no good. She was pretending to be the werecat again and abusing that to interact with people. The werecat was Aria’s coping mechanism, and it was a really fun myth around camp that I wouldn’t dream of betraying, but in time she would need to give up that crutch if I had anything to say about it.
“And what do you think about Aria? She’s a cute one, huh?”
“Y-yeah… I guess,” Laurie responded, barely starting to lose her fear.
“What do you like about her?”
“I… I didn’t say there was… anything I liked about her. N-not in her body… and stuff. She’s nice enough, we could be friends,” it wasn’t a surprise Laurie thought that. Aria was waaay too easy to get along with so long as you didn’t go out of your way to be shitty to her.
Laurie saw me as a predator. Of course I was not using my mask anymore; and hardly anyone in camp didn’t know who I was by now. Jill: The girl who had a nude announcement that she had sex with the werecat? The girl who organized some fetish tennis tournament in which a dozen girls stripped, hosting it in the nude? The one who basically started an orgy at the second bonfire party?
I’d like to think I was known for more than just that, but those three things eclipsed everything else I had done in camp; and the fourth one would be the Panty Raiders once more people found out. Little Laurie saw me as someone she had to be on guard for; like a lesbian lust monster.
Laurie was not the kind to lose her mind when she was horny, like Aria; someone who needed some control in her life brought by dominance, like Kathy; or someone who just enjoyed being powerless, like Melanie. Laurie didn’t even know what kind she was because she was too scared to explore it yet; it was up to me to find out and show her. I would help her self-discover.
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>>2236166 “Sorry about leaving you and your friends naked. Isn’t it kind of fun, though?” I asked her.
“Not… really. It was kind of… mean,” she said, trying to control an outburst. She was still too afraid of me to tell me what she really thought; my guess was that it was the worst.
“You’re a virgin, right? I’m not judging.”
At first Laurie didn’t want to answer at all, but after telling her that I would check myself if she didn’t say, she nodded, embarrassed from just that.
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“Please, don’t!” Laurie begged me, almost in tears.
“It’s done, sorry. Don’t worry, I completely blurred out the face. There’s no way they know that’s you.”
I had done a few tests to find out what kind of girl Laurie was. Her reaction to being touched by another girl was overall negative as I had already figured out it would be, so I went very easy on her; she had super sensitive nipples; and one hell of an oral fixation. Just getting my fingers near her mouth excited her, and when I asked her to suck on one it was just… wow. Boys would go crazy over her.
She was definitely much more of a sub than a dom, no question about it. Authority scared her, and she preferred to blame me for all that was happening to her but without doing anything to stop it or even trying. She liked to assign responsibility to someone else. She was very childish, even for her age.
I was now doing a version of my ‘exhibition’ tests that Erika had come up with. I took a picture of little Laurie after having her stand up straight for me. Laurie was such an obedient girl, once she saw no escape she would comply with anything. I had blurred out her face and had just posted her nudie pic at all the three most active boards in camp at the same time. Laurie was not happy about it.
She was embarrassed and worried, even wanted to cry and allowed me to hug her. I just had to give it a few minutes, though.
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>>2236167 “Oh, the comments are in,” I half-heartedly communicated Laurie, watching my screen. “Phew. You sure are popular!”
Laurie had an internal struggle and what was going through her mind was so obvious it was painful. She wanted to be the good girl and stay quiet and prudishly ashamed; but after a while her wild side won.
“W-what are they saying?” she asked me, trying to hide her interest.
“About what?” I teased her. “Oh! New comment.”
“A-about the picture! What are they saying?” she whined adorably. “Did they recognize me?”
“No, they have no idea of who you are; but they like what they see. Even girls have good things to say.”
“Good things… e-even… even the girls…?” she said very softly, speaking to herself.
“Would you like to read a few of them?” I offered her my phone with a wolfish grin.
“N-no! Of course not! Are you crazy? What do I care what some pervs…? M-maybe just a little…”
“Here you go. There’s three tabs; you can switch them like this,” I gave her the phone.
“I know how it works! I’m not a moron!” I liked it when Laurie got feisty; it meant she was growing more comfortable with me.
Laurie closed her eyes with my phone in front of her, and it took a lot of drive for her to finally recognize that she was looking at a naked picture of herself which a lot of people had seen, and that she was about to read comments about it.
“A-amazing. Moar?” she read the first comment with a dry throat. “Ur so hot; s-stop it, Jill!”
“I’m just playing!” I said innocently.
I was sneaking my hand behind her and into her little titties to make her feel good. I had already taught little Laurie that if she didn’t want me touching her anywhere all she had to do was ask. It was the foundation of trust her kind needed.
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>>2236169 Laurie kept reading comments, and I kept trying to sneak in. She resisted way too much, more than necessary, it was a little annoying; but I won in the end. By the time Laurie was reading the last comments of the third tab, she was panting heavily and had no problem with me having her nipple between two fingers and playing with it.
a) Slow and steady wins the race. Have Jill be kind and go slow.
b) Laurie is ready for her first lesbian experience.
c) Be a little cruel to Laurie. Have her embrace exhibitionism.
d) Have Laurie beg for more.
e) Leave Laurie alone for a while and go back to Aria.
What was Aria doing in the meantime?
1) Aria gets to calmly order food and sits with some people she knows.
2) Someone notices Aria’s ears, and she immediately becomes the focus of attention. Questions about yesterday are in order.
3) Dan finds Aria, who’s having trouble deciding to go in. He tries to help her ease up, and Aria is too shy to reject. Aria ends up sitting with the boys.
>>2235354 How rude of me. I just saw this.
Nice to have you back.
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>>2236170 C, I think we could get some really good contrast between Jill the shameless exhibitionist and Laurie the shy exhibitionist. Their personalities would play off of each other's well.
3, mainly because I like Dan and we haven't seen him much except for the latest Medea prank, which I also want to follow up on a little.
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>>2236295 It always is until it stops.
>>2236170 Laurie was having the time of her life just reading aloud, slower every time because of her panting. I let go of her boob and went down with my hands, caressing her sides and then her waist, she didn’t stop me or even reacted. I got my hand inwards, then; I made it near her crotch with still no reaction and maybe a little anticipation.
While it would be fun to play with Laurie like that, I had a much better idea. It was a little too early for release.
“See? And nobody knows who you are. So what was the big deal?” I tried convincing her that taking the picture and sharing it was okay.
“I… I guess; but what about my birthmark? What if… someone finds out?”
It wasn’t an actual birthmark. Laurie had a small, flat, brown mole the size of a grain of rice on the right side of her pelvis; it was hard to notice it to begin with, and the thing was right where the leg bent hiding it even more. No one who hadn’t seen her without panties could know of it, and even then they had to be observant; she was worrying over nothing.
“What’s life without a little risk?” I laughed in her face. I could tell she wanted to be eased and telling her it would be fine; but that was not what Laurie needed right now. She needed a little push. “Isn’t it exciting?”
“It’s… scary,” she said while still looking at my phone scrolling up and down to reread stuff, she didn’t have any intention of handing it back.
“Would you like to try for real?” it was about time to put my idea to test.
“Without the face blurring? No! No way!” she resisted, all cute.
“No, I mean; for real. We cover your face… and you go out like that to let’s say… the cafeteria? You hungry?”
“W-what? That’s even worse! I’m not going out naked in public!” she said that, but I thought I saw something shining in the back of her eyes.
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>>2236319 “Your face will be covered. No one will know it’s you. And I’ll be right at your side; just as naked, and without covering my face.”
Laurie must have seen the decision on my expression, because she started wailing again. “No! Jill, please! I can’t do that! I’m going to die of shame! What if there’s people there? What if there’s boys?”
“All the better,” I made it clear she wasn’t convincing me and grabbed her hand, forcing her to stand from her boulder.
“P-pictures! More pictures! Pictures are fine! You can take as many as you like!” she started to negotiate without any actual leverage. “So… please!”
“Even video?” I teased, with no actual intention to go back.
“Yes! If we leave the face out I can do video!” but poor Laurie actually believed I would agree to just that.
“What if I touch you in the video? In your private places?”
Laure was hard-pressed. She looked so cute and indecisive I just wanted to pinch her cheeks, but that was not the time to treat her like a child; she needed to become a woman.
“N-not in my… pussy. But everywhere else is fine!” I was actually surprised of how quickly she gave in.
“Even your butt?” I continued to tease. “Inside of it?”
“N-nn… but that’s… Jill!” so butt was taboo for her?
“Alright, then live performance it is!” feeding her indecisiveness would do me no good.
“The butt is fine! The butt is fine!” and she changed her mind just like that, tears started forming in her eyes. “Do anything you want with my butt… just… let’s not…”
I hugged her, a little moved. “Oh, I’m so sorry Laurie! I know you really don’t want to do it, but this is a step you have to take!” I explained to her.
“Please!” she begged me. “Just play with my butt!” I loved how that sounded out of context.
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>>2236320 “So… would you like a panty mask? Or a paper bag? Maybe a burlap sack? They got some in the back of the kitchen,” the decision was already made and Laurie had no say in it.
“I hate you!” she said, but hugging me even tighter. “I hate you so much! Why? Why are you doing this to me?”
“Hate me? Please?” I lowered my hug so I could grab her butt. “You love me taking down your barriers one at a time. From now on you’re one of my girls. I have a friend for you to play; she’s the cute kind like you; her name is Melanie. I think you’ll be fast friends.”
“I don’t want to do this! I really don’t want to!” she buried her face on my tits.
“But you’re going to do it anyway, and you’re going to have fun doing it. So, what’ll be? Panties, a bag?”
Laurie just sobbed on my chest quietly; I was patient and waited for her. “P-panties. They have to be mine, from the ones you took! And you can’t put anything inside my butt and that’s final!”
“Alright, panties. But they’re going to be Aria’s. And the whole way I’m going to have a finger up your butt.”
“Jill!!” she shouted, very offended and annoyed. She had to learn that I was in charge, not her.
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>>2236321 *
I honestly wasn’t too hungry; the beef jerky I had at Paulina’s cabin had been just fine; but the temptation of having a few more boxes of milk was hard to resist when there was no reason to hold back.
I was sitting next to Leslie and some of her friends; Samantha and Cindy, who I already was acquainted to. I hadn’t seen Leslie since the tennis tournament thing Jill had organized. The girls I was sitting with were not in the best of conditions, but they were hungry so there was no helping it.
Cindy and Sam were sharing a huge, pink towel. They had momentarily forgotten the trials and tribulation of having just one piece of ‘clothing’ between the two to curiously ask about the nature of being the werecat. I was in such good mood that I had an actual shirt to wear, I was drinking delicious milk, and that boys weren’t looking at me because I just wasn’t the main attraction in such an environment, that I had no trouble answering her questions and satiating their curiosity.
Leslie was far more interested in what had happened last night at the bonfire party. I once again established that I could remember everything that I did in my cat alter ego, and just couldn’t control myself. I spared no details in anything I wasn’t involved in and skimmed through the parts that could embarrass me.
Leslie was relatively lucky. She got to keep her blue swimsuit; although some modifications had been done to it. Not only did it have that heart-shaped hole at the back she had done herself to accommodate the tear I had originally done and showed a lot of her butt-crack; it had been cut all over; making it basically a two-piece, skimpy bikini with just a thin piece of cloth connecting the pieces from above and below; but it did cover everything important… except her butt.
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>>2236322 Just when I was starting to enjoy myself, a very familiar scent danced in my nostrils, I turned my ears and my tail stood in attention – revealing my butt, but it didn’t matter at all –, another person I knew well had made its appearance.
Wolf-whistles and widespread cheering resounded as Jill made her appearance. There wasn’t a single girl in the cafeteria that didn’t dedicate her a dirty look of complete resentment, except maybe for me.
Jill was unapologetically naked, not even masked anymore, flaunting all of her voluptuous and athletic self without an ounce of shame. The glee in her beautiful, green eyes, I suspected, had something to do with who was she getting accompanied with.
Besides Jill, was poor Lauren. She was also completely nude, and I was guessing that it was Jill’s instructions that she couldn’t cover with her hands. Her face was covered by a pair of blue panties – which were originally mine – and her face had gone completely red underneath.
Jill saw me, dedicated me a smile, and confidently walked to my direction, no doubt with intentions of sitting with Leslie and me.
a) A war begins. Lots of girls want Jill to answer for what she has done. Her panty mask didn’t fool people who already knew her.
b) Jill sits unmolested for now. Aria insists in recovering her panties.
c) Jill sits. She plays and teases Laurie all the way through a conversation.
d) Jill sits. Aria is promised some clothes if she plays with Laurie.
e) Jill sits. She tries to have fun by embarrassing Aria, Laurie, Leslie and her friends all at once.
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>>2236323 E. There's fun to be had with B as well, since Aria getting her panties back would mean exposing Laurie's identity, but I'm also interested in what Jill would be doing to the rest of the group.
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>>2236323 C+E
B sometime later
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>>2236323 E
-B I'm really enjoying Aria in only a shirt, feel like we haven't explored that enough
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>>2236357 Tear it apart when Aria grab it
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>>2236357 Tear it apart when Aria try to grab it and then Laurie tries to keep it on her face.
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>>2236363 >laurie desperately clutching tattered bits of underwear to her face Changing my vote to this
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>>2236363 This is hilarious, definitely want to support it, I want to recast my -B (
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as this
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>>2236363 I like this, too, though it'd be a shame if Laurie ended up hating Aria.
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>>2236379 That's why I initially didn't vote for B, but this just sounds too funny.
Hopefully we can get this hilarious scenario without Laurie holding a grudge
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>>2236326 Alright, let's then do this into
>>2236363 It's going to be a long one, let's say I'll have it in four hours?
Maybe five.
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>>2236392 I changed my mind. Too long is too uninteractive.
>>2236326 is still definitely happening. Just some choices in between.>>2236323 “Hi, Aria! What’s up?” Jill greeted me cheerfully, like she wasn’t naked in public, like Leslie, Samantha and Cindy were not staring daggers at her, and like she didn’t have her hands on the bottom of another girl, her middle finger disappearing somewhere suspicious.
She took a sit nonchalantly, and Lauren, held as she was, had no option but to follow and do the same. Jill took her finger from where it was hidden. Laurie first moaned in discomfort and then sighed in relief.
I didn’t know what to say to Jill. Needless to say, I was mad she had taken my clothes, but at the same time I was to blame since that was the dare I had given her. I was in good terms with Leslie and her friends and being too approving of Jill’s attitudes could warrant me their hatred; but at the same time I was quite fond of Jill and didn’t want her to feel left out.
“I hear you’ve been busy,” I finally decided to say. I tried to be neutral in my tone; not too accusing and not to dismissive.
“You have no idea!” she complained to me like she had returned from a hard day at work or school. “But I’m nearly done! Uff… what a day! Oh! Sorry! This is Laurie,” she introduced me to the naked, fidgeting girl she had been parading around. “Laurie, this is Aria. I think she’s my wife? I’m not sure; I’ll get back to you on that one,” while it bothered me Jill alluded to that stupid mock wedding, I just let it slide.
Although Laurie and I knew each other already, she politely bowed to my direction and then one by one to everybody else. The poor thing had been tamed by Jill.
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>>2236411 “You have… you have a lot of nerve to show your face around,” despite the harshness of the sentence itself, Cindy didn’t look very convincing or menacing. She didn’t even dare to look at Jill straight to the face, “a-after what you’ve… done.”
It wasn’t surprising Cindy was intimidated by Jill. All of us including Lauren were on the short and skinny side. While Jill was also not exceptionally tall herself; she looked like she could easily handle either of us, even if we ganged up on her; not that I would ever seriously attack Jill. There were, of course, many other girls in the dining area giving dirty looks at our table; Jill didn’t seem the least worried about it. Cindy was thoroughly ignored and she didn’t speak out again, understanding and accepting her defeat.
“L-Lauren, uh… that’s… those are mine,” I found it hard to approach the subject. “Would you… hand me my underwear back?” I asked politely.
Laurie was ‘wearing’ a pair of panties that I was completely sure was mine. It was blue, with transparent laces at the front. Not only was it my last clean pair back when I had clothes; it was also one of the few articles I had that still smelled like human me. I wanted my panties back.
“Not now, Aria,” Jill sided with her. “The only reason Laurie here has the courage to be like she is right here, in front of so many people, with so many boys around, with everyone stating at her cute, little behind,” Jill squeezed at it, making Lauren jump in her seat. “Oh, and at yours too, Aria. Your own little butt is showing.”
“Eeek!” I had forgotten my tail was up. I covered myself as fast as I could, but it was as Jill said, I had exposed my behind to plenty of people already.
“Anyway; the only reason Laurie has the courage to do this is because her face is covered. You wouldn’t take that away from her, would you, Aria? Would you be so cruel?” Jill went on, taunting me.
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>>2236412 “But… they’re mine,” I objected with unquestionable logic. “A-and I’m not wearing any…”
“And you’re still the most clothed girl in camp. Well, ‘xcept for Gabi,” Jill muttered, nervously turning around and scratching her ear for a second. “Anyways, what does Laurie have to do to gain your sympathy?”
“It’s not about doing anything! Those are my panties!” I didn’t want Jill to control the conversation as she pleased.
“What if she pinches her nipples and says she’s a bad girl?” offered me Jill. She turned to Laruen. “Laurie, go ahead.”
“Werecat! Aria! Don’t make me do this!” Lauren begged me like I was the one ordering her around.
Jill grabbed Lauren’s hands and led them to her chest.
“I am a bad girl! I am a bad girl!” Lauren repeated like a mantra with her eyes closed, the little of her face we could see blushing furiously and her fingers punishing her own mammary glands as per Jill’s suggestion.
“How about it? Can she keep them, now?” Jill looked at me with fake concern.
Jill, who had taken a sit right next to me, stood up. She made Lauren, who hadn’t stopped for a second, scoot up to take her place. Lauren slid across the bench until her hips crashed with mine.
“Don’t you get it? Without the panties Laurie is lost,” Jill re-elaborated her point, “Laurie, teach Aria the stuff you dare to do when your face is covered.”
“T-that?” Laurie hesitated, but her fingers were still hard at work on her chest.
“Yup, it’s time,” Jill resumed her seat were Laurie used to be.
“D-do I…?”
“Yes, yes you have to,” urged Jill with a stern look. “It’s fine! It doesn’t count if it’s through the cloth!”
“What are you going to make her-?” I began to ask, but was quickly silenced.
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>>2236413 I lifted my ears and tail in surprise. Lauren had aggressively kissed me. Her mouth was not in direct contact with mine, as between us was a thin layer of cotton that was my blue panties. What Lauren was doing was not a peck, however; she had her mouth open and her lips caressed mine while the movements of her tongue made me think she wanted to break the barrier in the middle of us.
The taste of Laurie’s spit mixed with that of the cloth of the panties mixed was… interesting.
“Aria, your butt is showing again,” Leslie told me after coughing very loudly, uncomfortable with the situation.
“Meow!” I was once again caught with the tail pointing upwards and lifting my shirt up. I could hear people snickering behind me; which of course meant I they had been watching.
Our kiss interrupted, Lauren bashfully threw herself back and looked away from me even letting go of her boobs, as if the realization of what she was doing had finally dawned on the girl. One thing was for certain, though: Lauren was one hell of a kisser.
“How about it?” Jill ogled at me with a triumphant and smug smile. “Can she keep them? Or maybe do you want her to do some more stuff?”
I didn’t answer because I didn’t want to give Jill the satisfaction to hear that I had been momentarily defeated. Besides, no; Lauren couldn’t keep them. Those were my last pair of panties as far as I knew; I just didn’t want to admit that I wanted them back after what Lauren had to do to keep them on.
“What are you going to do with our clothes?” Leslie made use of the silence that followed to make a question that was lingering within all of our heads. Even Lauren turned to watch Jill.
“I can’t give them back until night, that’s all I’m saying,” Jill held faithful to the rules of the dares, reminding me again that all of what she was doing was indirectly linked to my big mouth.
“So you ARE giving them back,” Cindy extrapolated.
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>>2236416 “I didn’t say that,” Jill teased knowing herself full in control.
Jill didn’t elaborate and no one had a mind to make her do it. Murmurs, whispers and derisive comments could be heard all over the place; and I was the only one aware of them all. Jill’s complete disregard for clothes, Lauren’s nude body and face covered with underwear, my butt which I kept flashing – not on purpose – and the recent kiss, all of it were causing us to draw far too much attention… again.
“If you want some clothes, I guess I can give you a few,” it honestly surprised me Jill wasn’t curling a moustache evilly as she spoke.
“Really?” “You would?” “Really?” “We can?” she was asked by four girls at once. I knew better than to partake on another scheme.
“I suppose,” Jill shrugged, “if you can convince me you want them, that is.”
And just like that, Jill had them.
I cringed at the inevitability of it. Jill negotiated with them expertly, enticing them and little by little convincing them to go to further extremes just for the empty promise of a few piece of cloth thrown her way sometime that night; not even anything specific.
“Alright, Sammy, CeeCee; you’re up,” Jill had already nicknamed Samantha and Cindy.
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>>2236418 That was not all she had done. Jill had also convinced them to…
a) Have a tickle fight. It sounded innocent, but it was ruthless. They were sharing the same towel; first one out of the towel loses.
b) Just ditch the towel.
c) Make out session.
d) Pick a lucky guy, cover him with the towel with the two girls still inside.
e) Let Jill inside the towel. Sounds like a terrible idea.
And Leslie would fare no better, she had to…
1) Make three new holes in her swimsuit. Guess where they go?
2) Get one hell of a wedgie.
3) Go under the table and remove the swimsuit. She can’t get it back until Lauren is… done. Leslie can, however, forfeit anytime so long as she gives up on the swimsuit.
4) Change clothes with Aria. The heart-shaped hole at the back of the swimsuit could be very handy to a tailed individual.
/And of course, you can personalize Jill’s suggestions.
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>>2236419 A, except whoever loses doesn't get to go back into the towel, and in their struggle it accidentally falls off both of them at the same time.
1 I find very attractive, especially since Leslie can still look 'decent' if she's covering up the holes, but it only takes one slip.
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>>2236432 >1 I find very attractive, especially since Leslie can still look 'decent' if she's covering up the holes, but it only takes one slip. Oh, and heart-shaped to stay in theme with the other hole in her suit.
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>>2236419 A - both loose (wich is basically B with an extra step..
>>2236432 )No preference for 1-4
(Not a vote, but D would be pretty much Heaven for one lucky Dan ;) well, won't going to happen though xD)
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A/D with Dan as the lucky guy. Maybe have him be a participant of the tickle fight and win, letting him keep the towel.
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>>2236419 “J-Jill… be reasonable,” Leslie made an impossible request. “If… if you have them do that…!”
“Just for that you’re going first,” Jill interrupted, almost laughing, “so get to it.”
“What? Why?” Leslie knew she had screwed up and wanted to walk it back. “I was just…”
“Fine, then. No clothes for anyone,” Jill was strict and refused to renegotiate.
“Leslie! Look at what you’ve done!” “Way to go, Leslie!” neither Sam nor Cindy looked pleased even though Leslie was just defending them. “Give us another chance,” Cindy pled. “It’s not our fault!”
“I’ll do it! I’ll do it!” Leslie bleated all of sudden, worry written all over her face; worry to disappoint her friends and to have messed up irreversibly.
Jill looked like she was considering it with a finger on her chin, going “Hmm”, pondering upon Leslie’s concerned facial features.
“Jill, don’t be mean,” I beseeched her, feeling sorry for Leslie. I knew Jill would listen, or at least stop pretending she wouldn’t.
“Okay, alright; but just because Aria said so!” Jill reacted predictably. “But you have to make a third hole in your suit, Leslie! Is that okay? I think you know where it goes.”
Sam and Cindy turned to their friend, glancing at her with an expression that just shouted “Don’t screw this up for us,” Leslie gulped down, took a deep breath and nodded with her eyes closed.
Jill didn’t even need to hurry her, Sam and Cindy did, worried Jill’s mood would change again and it could jeopardy their deal once more.
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>>2236596 Defeated, Leslie went under the bench. I tried my best to sit in a way that could block the view from anyone sitting behind me. Boys had never stopped staring at our table, since both Jill’s and Lauren’s bottoms were quite nice to look at, even I was tempted to take a peek every now and then. Laurie didn’t get the luxury to be doubtful or take it easy anymore. She stripped her swimsuit – or what remained of it – as fast as she could, handing it over to Jill.
Humming, Jill herself didn’t try to be any fast. She placed the swimsuit over the table and with a steak knife she leisurely started making three holes on the cloth. They were all heart-shaped to match the one that showed the upper parts of the butt-crack, but small enough they shouldn’t be that hard to cover. Meanwhile, Leslie suffered in silence, obviously uncomfortable having to be nude at the cafeteria, even if she did get to cover under the bench, or there were two other naked girls to draw attention from her.
“Jill, don’t be mean,” I asked again, watching her take too long on purpose. She gave an innocent giggle, sped up, and handed the swimsuit under the bench after finishing the hole that went on the crotch.
The swimsuit had not been exactly designed to be worn like that, so Leslie took a while more to put it on. I filled myself with milk between all of her dare, and got mad at Jill for burping me by repeatedly hitting my back, but still humbly asked for people to excuse me for such a rude sound.
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>>2236597 Leslie emerged under the table looking flustered and unhappy. She was covering with both hands just as if she had been naked, and who could blame her? Jill had just made two holes on the top of the cups of her swimsuit, we would be able to see her nipples if Leslie didn’t have an arm holding them faithfully. Of course, the third hole would show her more intimate place, which had to be covered by a hand. This was especially distressing to the poor girls since unlike me, she had a patch of pubes that would show up if she wasn’t careful.
She looked so cute, and I both felt sorry for her and it kind of excited me to be a neutral observer that didn’t have to do anything other than keep my tail down to avoid being exposed. Leslie resumed her seat to my right and she didn’t reject me putting an arm over her shoulder and letting me hug her consolingly.
“Leslie’s done. Sammy, CeeCee; you’re doing it or what?” Jill communicated, not even giving a small break in between dares.
“J-just… just one of us loses, right?” Samantha petitioned for clarification, in distress.
“Yup, that’s right,” Jill nodded.
Sam and Cindy had to fight against one another, a tickle fight under the towel they were sharing. Nothing other than tickles was allowed and if any of them went against the rules they would lose by default. Otherwise, whoever couldn’t hold it anymore and jumped out of the towel would lose. The loser would not be able to return to the towel, which would leave her in a precarious situation in public, hardly an enviable position.
“Get Ready! Fight!” Jill sounded convincingly just like the voice in fighting videogames, even the tone was right.
Already knowing that Jill was not particularly patient, Sam and Cindy got to it. It was a little hard to tell what was going on under the towel, since both of them were sitting on the opposite side of the table to me and… they were under a towel, of course. My ears didn’t help much.
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>>2236600 The first one to giggle was Cindy; I could see silhouettes of the arms of both of them trying to move against their opponent. Cindy was getting tickled under her armpits while she tried to in turn go for Samantha’s sides, unsuccessfully.
There were very obvious and evident limitations to their struggle; namely they couldn’t move roughly if they didn’t want the towel to fall down, and since they were sitting down just so many movements were also possible. In the current situation, Cindy held an apparent advantage.
“Ha, ha, ha! Sam, wait! Wait! You’re going to make me pee! Hee, hee! Stop it!” Cindy cried, but to no use.
They had been talking to each other from the beginning, from what I could tell they remained friendly even if fighting fiercely, and maybe because they were forced to make one another laugh, but they found their predicament at least a little humorous.
If Cindy would wet herself or not if things went on as they were, she was the first to try to change the variables at hand.
“Cindy! Hee, hee! No! That’s cheating! Jill! Hee, hee, hee! Cindy’s cheating!” Samantha complained, but not looking all that unpleased.
“How so?” Jill asked, she was smiling from ear to ear and giggling occasionally with the girls.
“Tell Cindy she can’t… hee, hee!” Samantha had been forced to the defensive, and was more trying to get the arms of her opponent away rather than attacking. “Tell her she can’t touch privates!”
“So long as it’s tickling, of course she can,” Jill promptly allowed; I had no idea how Samantha thought Jill would side with her.
“A-alright, if that’s how she wants to play it!” Samantha said, in turn.
“N-no! Hee, hee, hee! Ah, ha, ha, ha! Not the boobs! Not the boobs!” Cindy whimpered, laughing uncontrollably.
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>>2236602 “That’s what you get, you rotten cheat! Hee, hee!” it amazed me that they actually looked like they were having fun. “Hee, hee! Jill! Jill! Tell her she can’t put her fingers inside!” Samantha appealed to authority again. What the hell was Cindy doing under there?
“Sure she can. She can also tickle with her mouth, same goes for you,” Jill announced, she was a permissive judge.
“Hee, hee! Then how’s this?” Samantha switched.
“Hee, Mm-mm; hee, he, HA, HA, HA…!”
“Shhh! Cindy, you moron! Not so loud!” Samantha giggled, getting embarrassed. “Ah! C-Cindy… that’s not tickling anymore…”
“Is she pinching?” Jill inquired. She was still trying to make people respect the rules, and I respected that.
“N-no! She’s…” but Samantha couldn’t finish.
“She’s… uh… stimulating her,” I whispered to Jill bashfully. That, I could smell.
“Then it’s fine! I already said you can stick your fingers whenever!” Jill responded, somewhat annoyed to have to repeat herself.
The tone of the fight changed, and from a lot of giggling – although it never, ever stopped or even came close to it – there were a lot of muffled moans and cries.
Leslie was the least comfortable of us, doing her utmost to look away, often shifting in her seat. It could not be easy for her, as she was force to keep a hand to her genitals at all times.
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>>2236604 “Aria, you’re purring,” commented Lauren. She had been pressing her hips against mine ever since Cindy started ‘cheating’. “And your tail is kind of going crazy. And you went sooo red!” she teased.
“S-shut up!” I said in embarrassment, mad that so many of my bodily functions were autonomous and out of my control. “Or I’ll do you what they’re doing to each other!” I threatened, but I had no idea why I phrased it that way. I thought I was teasing back.
“I kinda wish you would…” Lauren mused very, very quietly, probably thinking I couldn’t hear her.
a) Victory for Sam! Playing fair and tickling wins in the end.
b) Cindy wins! She played dirty but a win is a win!
c) Nobody wins! Things go crazy and both lose the towel.
d) Nobody loses! But things do get a little hot under the towel. Jill thinks that alone is enough and stops the match.
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>>2236606 C, especially if they don't realize at first that it happened.
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>>2236606 C :]
at least they got to enjoy it before thye realized their defeat
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>>2236606 The cafeteria was lively and populated, but the strongest noise one could hear above the conversations and dishes being dragged and pinged with tableware was that of the rain stubbornly crashing against the roof and the walls of the building and the ground outside; the wind going north making it the droplets fall in a curious inclination.
Over half the tables were occupied, it was past two in the afternoon; but after what happened last night, most of the camp still considered the hour to b early. The sky didn’t make it seem so; the clouds had covered the whole firmament and barely any sign of daylight could be seen; it could have been late in the evening as far as someone just waking up could tell; how to tell the difference?
In one of the corners of the biggest hall the camp had to offer, the dining area, I was sitting with two friends and three acquaintances. Two of them had one side of the bench-table all to themselves. On the other side, a completely naked redhead was longingly looking at them with her head resting lazily between her two hands; elbows against the wooden table. To the right of the pretty redhead was a tiny girl, looking ridiculous by having her face covered by a pair of blue panties that smelled like my last vestiges of humanity.
Further to the right was I, overanalyzing the situation due to pure awkwardness in the air; and to my right I had a rather pretty, but short brunette with plucked eyebrows and breasts that almost looked too big for her small frame; she was covering her most tender areas despite wearing a swimsuit that looked to have been severely vandalized.
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>>2236735 We were looking at the same thing; the two girls in the other row, in front of us. They were cuddled together as if they were freezing cold, and most of their figures was obscured by a huge, pink towel; which was shifting and turning all the time, like small moles were trying to go around underneath. The girl further to the left was very short, with a delicate frame and tiny, dark-colored eyes. She was wearing big, round glasses and had her straight, black hair was worn in two cute pigtails; she was panting slowly.
The other girl was taller, the second tallest of the whole group. The disparity between the two made very obvious by them being so close together. They were different in more than height. This second girl had light hair instead of dark, she was curvy instead of thin, she had short hair instead of long; curly instead of straight; almost polar opposites.
Their names were Samantha for the shortest, Cindy for the tallest; I was to understand they were good friends. They were fighting, although not in a conventional way.
In theory, they were in the middle of a tickle fight, but at some point it had turned into something else entirely.
*
Jill was the only one of us who looked calm and collected, just content and contemplative; no worries in her life. Was it because she was more honest with herself? Leslie, Lauren and I were struggling with some unknown urges; it was just a little too cruel to ask us to sit quietly and do nothing when such a thing was going on in front of our very eyes.
Leslie’s strategy was to try and look away; but that did nothing against the sound. Looking into other directions was also not without its own baggage, since despite being in the corner of the hall we were the most looked at and focused on table; and realizing this was sure to make one feel self-conscious, even uncomfortable. She held her breast and crotch with her hands and tried to not move them at all.
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>>2236738 Lauren and I were coping as we could. We kept rubbing the sides of our thighs against each other; she pushed towards me, and I did the opposite. Our legs couldn’t stop moving; we had them closed and… active. We didn’t dare to have our hands anywhere close to the legs, however. We had them on the table, palms down; they twitched occasionally; my nails making a scratching sound when my hands did.
“Aria, no!” Lauren reprimanded me, surprised.
“Oh, s-sorry,” cuddled as we were, I had a very strong urge to groom Lauren’s hair with my tongue, and did so without even thinking it. Why? I had no idea. I stopped after a few licks, although I would have preferred to go on.
I was purring like a motorboat, focusing as hard as I could to keep control of my tail.
Sam and Cindy, our main attraction, were busy on their own little game or fight or whatever it was at this point. They had started very roughly, trying to out-tickle each other. At some point, Cindy had changed the pace and the rules of it, and they slowed down.
While I hadn’t seen for myself, I had no reason to doubt they were both nude under their towel. Their eyes were closed, like they were focused on something. I couldn’t see where their hands were but had strong suspicions as to that. The two of them tried as hard as they could to drown their cries, whines, whimpers and moans. Samantha was touching the most delicate part of Cindy’s body; Cindy was touching the most delicate part of Samantha’s body. That much we all knew.
I was probably the only one who could hear the wet, lewd sounds of appendages entering and exiting humid anatomical holes; or smell something sweet, acid and strong – a mixture of sweat and something else – emanating from them like they were a furnace.
“You started it… I just was tickling,” Samantha rationalized without bothering to open her eyes.
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>>2236739 “What the hell are we doing, Sam?” Cindy replied, showing some self-awareness. “W-we should stop.”
They didn’t. They just didn’t speak further, not for a little while. “Y-you first,” Samantha demanded. “If you stop… I’ll stop.”
“Y-you… I can’t. Your legs… they’re closed too tight.”
“I can’t do anything about it! It’s your fault!” Samantha blamed.
They weren’t being loud, they muttered and their volume was barely audible; I doubted anyone else picked up more than a few words.
“Then what do we do?” asked Cindy without signs of either stopping or wanting to.
More silence followed, or relative silence. They couldn’t help some of the noises that escaped their mouths and I was no one to judge.
“One of us has to lose,” declared Cindy.
“A-AH!” exclaimed Samantha, caught by surprise. “F-fine, but it won’t be me!”
Their movements changed. They have been very slow and tender to contrast with their initial struggling; and they amplified once more. It was now possible to make out their arms beneath the towel, even their fingers.
Cindy had had both her hands between Samantha’s legs all this time; while Samantha had only one hand near Cindy’s crotch and one on her breasts. There were no more pretenses or trying to hide what they had been doing.
It was not as if we weren’t getting quite a few people with their phones out pointing our way or even talking about the suspicious sounds and movements coming from the two girls beneath the towel, but it escalated to a whole new level in the span of a few seconds. Boys left their tables in droves to come check us out.
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>>2236740 Leslie strengthened her grip on her important parts, while I felt so sorry for Lauren, who in in her complete nudity was now surrounded by a wall of males who wouldn’t allow her to pass through if she tried. Her only, cruel and sad consolation was that not many people bothered watching her when Jill’s superior size and voluptuousness, not to mention her angelical face, were there to contemplate; and even Jill lost in relevance to the pair of girls in the ‘tickle fight’.
If I thought the shame of having to perform in public, or the derisive and perverted comments would have any effect on Sam and Cindy, I could confidently say that I had been mistaken. Each of them was thinking in nothing other than victory… or maybe something else; in either case, none faltered.
As erotic as the situation was, and as tingly as my lady parts felt, one had to admit there wasn’t much variation. Sam and Cindy’s arms stayed put, and molested each other in the same way, the only change being the speed and aggressiveness of their movements. They didn’t even open their eyes.
“Hnngh! C-Cindy! I’m… I’m… you have to stop!” Samantha pleadd miserly.
“J-just now? Please, I already… t-twice! H-how about this!” Cindy twisted her arm.
“AH! Cindy! N-no! Y-you have to… have to…!”
“AHhh!!” “Uggh! AHHH!” their voices had been getting progressively louder and more high-pitched, and it culminated in a last cry.
The pink towel fell to the floor, and Sam and Cindy either didn’t notice or didn’t care. We could all now clearly see how Cindy’s hands were one with two fingers barely inside Samantha; and the other pinching a small, pink button just above Sam’s cute opening. Meanwhile, Cindy had to deal with a small hand very roughly grasping her right tit, while another equally small and white hand ran up and down her vulva, all of it soaked in a viscous and transparent fluid.
“C-Cindy!!”
“Sam!”
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>>2236741 I couldn’t take it anymore. I covered my face with both my hands. I was way too ashamed on their behalf. I didn’t see the exact moment, because I didn’t want to see; but at one point both of them yelled in what was pure embarrassment as they realized where the towel was, and what it wasn’t covering.
They couldn’t do anything other than squatting and covering their bodies as much as possible, because the towel had been already discretely retrieved by Jill.
“You both lose!” the redhead announced, cheerful.
a) Aria and Laurie tumble upon one another trying to leave, Aria tears Laurie’s “mask” that way.
b) Aria and Laurie get into a disagreement, Aria grabs her underwear forcefully.
c) Jill offers Aria the possibility of recovering some clothes at night. The end result is Laurie having Aria’s panties ripped.
d) Laurie gets a little feisty. Situation is exacerbated by Jill. If any clothes get ripped, it was honestly not Aria’s fault at all.
e) Laurie can keep Aria’s panties on for now. Maybe Jill will propose another game to the newly unclothed pair for the chance to give the towel to one of them.
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>>2236742 C seems pretty good to me, it's un-malicious enough that Laurie can forgive Aria, and motivated enough to not feel like an accident.
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Is there a way to view the older parts of the series? The pastebin isn't working.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2236754 They all work for me, are you sure you're formatting the URL right?
https://pastebin.com/j33PCQMC for reference, just swap out j33PCQMC with the other parts and you should be able to access any of them.
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>>2236754 Well, that sucks. Sure; I have the whole file, although it still has some mistakes and such. I can put it anywhere you could want.
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>>2236754 Sites that archive this board.
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>>2236742 F Jill lure Aria into trying to retake her panties by using words
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Never mind, I'm an idiot. It works perfectly. Thanks for the help
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>>2236742 Jill wasn’t the only one cheering. It was as if a bomb had gone off at our table. That just couldn’t be good for my ears. People shouted without reservation, they just absolutely HAD to express that they liked what Sam and Cindy had done so much that it was necessary to be loud and stupid.
While the vast majority of the ones surrounding us were guys; it wasn’t as if girls hadn’t taken part. They weren’t spread but huddled together, and anyone of the male gender who got too close to them got elbowed mercilessly; their current appearance left them in no mood to tolerate the boys’ advances.
Above all of the chants of celebration, what could be heard was the high-pitched shrieking of Sam and Cindy, crying in shame. They had been in something akin to a trance just a few seconds ago and while it was impossible for them not to have noticed how other tables abandoned their food and conversations to come watch them fool around, from their reactions they either didn’t expect so many people – they had their eyes closed the whole time, after all – or being seen naked was just that much worse than being seen sexually touching a friend.
“If we both lose then nobody wins!” argued Cindy, tearfully looking at Jill with pleading eyes.
“Yes! Give the towel back!” Samantha supported Cindy.
“Not how it works,” Jill didn’t budge, and if anything looked more pleased in her position by the second; her nude body still drew a lot of gazes towards it, but she was comfortable with those by now. “Loser stays out of the towel. If you two lose, you both stay out!”
Lauren and Leslie looked like they both wanted to ask Jill something very badly, but both changed their mind. I said aloud what they were thinking: “Can I have the towel?” I asked Jill.
“Of course not,” she predictably denied. “Nobody gets t-”
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>>2237412 “Eeek!” Lauren shrieked, interrupting Jill.
“ALRIGHT, EVERYONE BACK THE FUCK DOWN!” Jill boomed with potency and authority.
It was inevitable that with the current atmosphere some were prone to getting handsy. Jill took control of the situation as fast as it began. Her shout alone was enough for some to comply.
“Aria! Scratch!” she ordered me, pointing at the ugly ginger rubbing poor Lauren’s bottom.
“I’m not a Pokémon!” I protested, but still faithfully obeyed regardless.
I didn’t hold back, leaving a nasty three-pronged mark on the forearm of Lauren’s attacker; making him howl and go away. Twisting my spine while still sitting, I gave two warning swipes at the air, daring any other wise kid to come forward and get fresh with us and see what would happen to them. Witnessing that I didn’t have an issue of drawing blood of the unworthy, we were given ample field.
“That’s what you get, Mike. When did I say you could touch?” Jill reprimanded at my victim. “THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS! WATCH, DON’T TOUCH!” she shouted. I covered my ears. “What’s wrong? Need a Pokecenter?” she cracked a bad joke, but still had an apologetic expression.
“Fuck you,” I cursed.
“Why would I? I have you fo
r that. It’s been a wh- HEY, WHAT DID I SAY?”
Our side of the table was safe with my recent warning, but the same couldn’t be said about poor, naked Sam and Cindy; some just couldn’t resist the temptation. Jill grabbed many of my empty milk boxes and started hurling them without much result. She got angry and threw my metal tray into a boy’s face; only then where Sam and Cindy left alone.
“These people…” Jill said under her breath. Did she even have a right to complain? We were all in our states of undress because of her, after all. “Where was I? Oh, right. Aria, take off the shirt.
“What?” I automatically responded.
“The shirt. Take it off. It’s not yours; you stole it,” she clarified.
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>>2237412 “Eeek!” Lauren shrieked, interrupting Jill.
“ALRIGHT, EVERYONE BACK THE FUCK DOWN!” Jill boomed with potency and authority.
It was inevitable that with the current atmosphere some were prone to getting handsy. Jill took control of the situation as fast as it began. Her shout alone was enough for some to comply.
“Aria! Scratch!” she ordered me, pointing at the ugly ginger rubbing poor Lauren’s bottom.
“I’m not a Pokémon!” I protested, but still faithfully obeyed regardless.
I didn’t hold back, leaving a nasty three-pronged mark on the forearm of Lauren’s attacker; making him howl and go away. Twisting my spine while still sitting, I gave two warning swipes at the air, daring any other wise kid to come forward and get fresh with us and see what would happen to them. Witnessing that I didn’t have an issue of drawing blood of the unworthy, we were given ample field.
“That’s what you get, Mike. When did I say you could touch?” Jill reprimanded at my victim. “THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS! WATCH, DON’T TOUCH!” she shouted. I covered my ears. “What’s wrong? Need a Pokecenter?” she cracked a bad joke, but still had an apologetic expression.
“Fuck you,” I cursed.
“Why would I? I have you for that. It’s been a wh- HEY, WHAT DID I SAY?”
Our side of the table was safe with my recent warning, but the same couldn’t be said about poor, naked Sam and Cindy; some just couldn’t resist the temptation. Jill grabbed many of my empty milk boxes and started hurling them without much result. She got angry and threw my metal tray into a boy’s face; only then where Sam and Cindy left alone.
“These people…” Jill said under her breath. Did she even have a right to complain? We were all in our states of undress because of her, after all. “Where was I? Oh, right. Aria, take off the shirt.
“What?” I automatically responded.
“The shirt. Take it off. It’s not yours; you stole it,” she clarified.
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>>2237421 “So did you!” I accused her. “And no, I’m not taking it off!”
“Laurie, take Aria’s shirt off,” Jill requested.
“Yeah, Laurie. Take it off!”
“Shut up, Ted,” Jill silenced some guy, although he was not the only one making a ruckus.
“What? Why me?” Lauren was not supportive of the idea.
“Because you’re closer to her,” Jill was not wrong. I was in the middle of sharing my body warmth with Lauren, feeling sorry about her nudity in more ways than one. Jill was honestly out of line asking a girl I was bonding with to go against me.
“B-but…” Lauren worriedly inspected my claws. She understandable wanted none of that; smart girl.
“She’s harmless,” Jill leaned to the side, and to prove a point she flicked my ears, started poking my face – mostly the cheeks – and then sneaked a hand under my armpit to tickle me.
There was not a whole lot I could do. I tried play biting Jill; but she didn’t desist; my hissing had no effect either. Left with no choice, I stood up.
“I’m leaving!” I declared, offended and tired. I sliced at the air in front of me and despite the booing I was getting, people made way.
“No! Don’t let her! Grab her!” Jill urged Lauren, pushing her towards me.
Lauren must have gotten the wrong impression watching me tolerate Jill’s abuse. She obeyed Jill, and with two hands reached for my tail, grasping it and pulling it as hard as she could. She should not have done that.
A horrible sensation traveled up my spine, and anxiety inundated my senses. I hated being pulled by the tail! Without even thinking about it, I turned with dangerous intentions. A ferocious yowl escaped my throat, and my claws reached forward with fury. It all happened too fast.
I slashed at the first thing presented to me, which was Lauren’s face. I controlled the trajectory of my arm at the last possible moment, avoiding disaster. Still, I felt something being cut under my nails.
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>>2237422 Lauren yelled as loudly as Sam and Cindy had when they found out they were nude; she finally let go off my tail as she should have, and her hands covered her face instead.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I hurried to say. If I had hurt Lauren I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.
“Aria! What have you done?” Jill censured my actions and stood up to hold Lauren.
“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!” I wailed. “Lauren; are you okay?” I asked to the poor girl, hoping with all my might for an affirmative answer.
“She’s not ready for this!” Jill scowled at me, continuing to make me seem like the bad guy. “Laurie… it’s okay!”
“They saw! They saw!” Laurie, like me, had broken into tears; her hands never stopped holding her face and I started fearing the worse, even though I couldn’t smell any blood.
“You tore her mask!” Jill reprimanded me. Just her mask? That was all? “She needed that! She can’t do it without it!”
a) Thunder strikes and Aria flees. More adventures await her elsewhere.
b) Situation gets defused and Aria makes peace. She grabs some food to bring back to the cabin.
c) Laurie demands Aria’s shirt as compensation.
d) A distressed Aria starts uncontrollably grooming Laurie, showing more of her cat side.
e) Aria did leave a small mark on Laurie’s nose. Aria’s willing to do absolutely anything in return for forgiveness.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2237423 E+C, Aria's shirt can cover Laurie's face, and I'm interested to see what Laurie would want from Aria on top of that.
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>>2237423 Cant really decide.. so:
+b -c +d -e
and ofc keep it raining (-r)
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>>2237423 -EC / -R
It's about time A+F Let Aria get a cat army
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>>2237425 I'd like to add support for D, it has the potential to be quite adorable.
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This one's scewey.
Except for Yawn and 栞; everyone's downvoting something with their vote at the same time they put something forward.
Negative votes are a powerful tool; and until now the system had never been abused.
They're used for scenes you definitely don't want to see (Aria recovering some clothes when you want the contrary to happen, butt stuff when you don't like it) or when that's the options which are not appealing to you while you're alright with everything else.
Now they're being exploited to simply give yourself more voting power; which is not the intent.
Let's leave negatives for stuff you don't want happening, like
>>2237576 is stating, or for -R which are completely independent of everything else.
I'll wait for input on this one; since it will have lasting effects.
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>>2238170 Whoops, didnt thought about the double power implications about the negatives..
my fault for starting it unintenionally -_-
Sorry
Therefore simply -c -e (-r)
(Or skip as sort of penalty for the screwup)
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>>2238170 Sounds about right
A+B
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>>2238208 Sorry. Link your vote and you get an extra one next time. Part finished.
>>2237423 “A-Aria!” Jill yelled my name with surprise and disapproval yet again.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! *slurp* I’m so sorry, Lauren! *slurp* I didn’t mean…!”
“Get off me!” Lauren commanded, covering her face.
I had pounced on Lauren; I had no idea why; I just felt that was what one was supposed to do to rush to someone’s help. I was above her, I had her back to the floor and I was grooming her hair and her face, desperately asking for forgiveness in cat language while at the same time I employed the human one between licks.
Leslie did not appreciate this, as I could tell from her voice; but all that did was making me feel even sorrier for my actions, which in turn forced me to try to please Lauren harder; which meant continue to groom her. It was a completely inescapable vicious cycle and there was absolutely no out. What was I supposed to do?
Despite of how hopeless it seemed, I tried everything. Nuzzling, purring, chirruping; nothing worked. If anything, Lauren seemed angrier with me by the second.
“I said get off me!” she insisted, rudely trying to push me away with her elbows, as her hands refused to leave the proximity of her face.
Jill saved the day for using the newly acquired spoils from Sam and Cindy; the huge pink towel they were using for cover. Jill spread it over Lauren and me like it was a tent, getting inside herself.
“Alright, let’s stop and think this through,” Jill made a peace offering. “Aria, what the hell are you doing?”
“I’m sorry!” I wailed, continuing my work.
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>>2238211 “I know you’re sorry. I’m asking you what you’re doing,” she repeated herself.
I wasn’t dumb, and I was the complete opposite of deaf; I had heard Jill the first time. I just didn’t know how to put ideas into words for the time being. All I knew is that I regretted slashing at Lauren and that I was sad she was angry at me and that I wanted to make it all better.
“She’s being annoying, that’s what!” Lauren cruelly concluded. It hurt me deeply she thought that.
“Aria, stop,” Jill requested after a deep sigh. She grabbed me by the scruff and forced my head to turn to her.
“Meow!” I cried.
Something clicked when Jill grabbed me that way. My limbs felt numb and they bent automatically; I calmed down.
“Did she become the werecat again?” Lauren wondered, since as far as she knew, that happened.
“I don’t know. Did she?” Jill sternly glared at me. “Aria, what’s up with you?”
I took a few deep breaths and could finally think clearly again. Whatever Jill was doing, it was working wonders.
“I’m sorry, I panicked,” I proceeded to explain, I tried to turn to Lauren, but couldn’t. “I was trying as hard as I could to apologize to Lauren. I’m really sorry for what I did; it was not my intention to hurt her.”
“I’m fine, you just got the cloth. It was pretty scary, though. You should warn people about your tail if you get like that,” Lauren eased me, removing my panties from her face. I had sliced the part that went on the crotch into several parts, making it useless as either underwear or mask. “Jill, what do I do now?” she asked helplessly. “Can I use the towel?”
“What point does covering your body has?” Jill reasoned. “They already saw it from all angles, your face is the only thing that matters hiding right about now.”
“I… I know…” Lauren oddly agreed, “t-then what…?”
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>>2238212 Both turned towards me.
“Do you like red?” Jill asked Lauren with a sinister smile on her face.
“Honestly? No. But it’ll do.”
Lauren grabbed my shirt from below and started pulling it up, exposing the lower parts of my body; if we weren’t within the towel I would have shrieked.
“J-Jill! Let go! Let go off me!” it was then that I noticed I had been trapped.
My arms and legs twitched uselessly, I was literally unable to do anything more.
“Aria, don’t tell me…?” Jill started to put two and two together. “You’re like a kitten! If I grab your scruff you can’t move! Can you?” she beamed at me with greed.
“Oh, I’ve seen videos about that!” Lauren butted in, excited; seemingly her anger evaporated.
“I… n-no. I can’t move,” I admitted. What use was it to hide it? Although of course, I had just discovered myself. “Can you please let go?” I requested with a coquettish tone, having no other recourse “Meow!” Jill’s hold over the back of my neck got even tighter.
“Aria… I am so sorry!” she said, but with such a radiant smile that I couldn’t help but worry. “I am going to have SO MUCH fun with you!”
“Meeeooooow!” I protested, since no words came to mind.
a) Aria is stripped off her shirt to be used to cover Laurie’s face.
b) Aria is to be Jill’s new sidekick, under threat of having her weakness revealed to the coven.
c) Aria gets a chance to escape and runs away. She had to ditch her shirt.
d) Lauren promises subservience to Jill for the rest of the day so long as Aria is handed to her to do as she pleases.
e) Aria is let go… for now. She’s warned Jill will prepare something with the newfound information.
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>>2238217 A+B, Jill's still on her dare to eliminate female clothing, and now we'll get to see Aria roped into helping Jill. I like the way that's looking.
>>2238170 Strictly speaking, voting against something is the same thing as voting for everyone else. Voting +A, +B, and +C has the same effect on the results as voting -D does, so negative votes can be a convenient shorthand, and on their own (even downvoting two or more options at once) they're perfectly fair. You're right in that paired with positive votes, that doubles the amount of influence the vote has.
The most accurate way to handle it would be ranked choice voting, but that's only fair if everyone votes that way and it'd be wrong to ask that of everyone passing by.
The second best answer to this is just removing the way negative votes double power. -D is already a vote for +A alongside +B and +C, so the simplest resolution to the vote +A, -D is to omit the +A because that's already part of -D. In short, I think the best answer when positive and negative votes are paired together is to only count the negative votes, since that ensures no one has more voting strength than they ought to.
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>>2238225 Flawless reasoning
>>2238217 >>2238208 C Into the trees
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>>2238170 Proposal: If someone is voting something like +X +Y -Z, as he's voting for three options at the same time so the vote can be split into 1/3 each so +1/3X +1/3Y -1/3Z. That could avoid the double voting power problem.
>>2238217 +B +A
And... really unexpected for the rainy day to turn this way.
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Voting system is way too complicated now. I will not vote now and just read the results. The math nerds can do as they like....I’m here for the story and not the never ending changing voting process.
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>>2238389 >Proposal: If someone is voting something like +X +Y -Z, as he's voting for three options at the same time so the vote can be split into 1/3 each so +1/3X +1/3Y -1/3Z. That could avoid the double voting power problem. I can see the value in setting the vote at half-strength if they include positive and negative. The potential vote (+A, -D) would end up with A exactly 1 vote higher than D, but it comes at the cost of weakening each component relative to the other options (A is only half a vote higher than B/C, and D is only half a vote behind). Still, I see merit in the idea, since it does properly preserve the A > B/C > D relationship without giving that person undue strength.
The problem with splitting the power into thirds or more, or splitting it when only positive votes are there, is that it punishes showing approval for more than one thing. If I vote (+A, +B) and the power of my vote is cut in half because I voted for two options, both A and B end up only half a vote greater than C or D, whereas if I had just voted A then A would be a full vote greater than C or D. That gives me the option to double my voting power by ditching B, which is an unhealthy incentive since voters should be able to show approval of multiple options without fear.
>>2238408 Yeah, I get that figuring out the best rules is a bit of a complicated process, but the point of it is to make something intuitive enough that it's fair even if you're just dropping by or don't care about how the system works. It's still fine if you don't like having to pick through a lot of options, I like how many there are now but it's your prerogative. Glad you still enjoy reading the story, either way.
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>>2238389 >Proposal: If someone is voting something like +X +Y -Z, as he's voting for three options at the same time so the vote can be split into 1/3 each so +1/3X +1/3Y -1/3Z. That could avoid the double voting power problem Probably the easyiest solutuion would be only accepting positive or negative votes so the whole equation between each statements differs only in 1point instead of possible 2. (Except independent triggers like -r)
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>>2238408 I usually don't even read the votes inbetween parts, and I don't care too much how my vote gets counted or even if it is at all, I just vote so the story advances faster. If that makes it more likely to go a direction I like, all the better
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Okay, I thought some more about the vote situation.
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>>2238683 Sure, why not? All that is needed is a way for not having the system be abused. Half value when double voting positive and negative is good enough.
>>2238478 Yeah, just read the options, pick the one you like the most and that's good enough. Post a picture if you really want it happening.
>>2238408 Honestly? You can just forget it all and pick an option. Negatives and whatever are not even needed, the option just exists for those who want to employ it.
>>2238217 I had a strong suspicion I could move if I absolutely needed to. Maybe if I got scared or angry enough. Maybe.
“What are you waiting for, Laurie? Take off her shirt already!” Jill chastised Lauren for her lack of ruthlessness in not recognizing my moment of vulnerability.
“No!” I bleated, but there was nothing else I could do. My tail still moved, but only swaying from side to side with a purpose of its own.
“I can’t! If you stop holding her like that she’ll be able to move, right?” Lauren pointed out, signaling with her hands. “How to I remove the shirt without passing it through her neck?”
“Are you kidding me?” Jill strictly retorted, still authoritative. “It doesn’t matter if the neck of the shirt stretches, just remove it downwards. Have you ever seen Aria? She’s a skinny little thing!”
“Oow! Stop it!” Jill had pinched my sides to evidence my lack of fat. “I’m not skinny, I’m fit!”
“And yet you drink like a gallon of milk like it’s nobody’s business. I’m so jealous! Do you have any idea of what my diet is?” Jill either complained or complimented me.
Lauren, despite my pleadings and crocodile tears, ended up removing my shirt just as Jill told her to. The shirt became a sort of ninja mask for Lauren to wear; it only had a small slit for the eyes to go through; it obviously worked much better than my panties, but still found it impressive that even Lauren herself would rather cover her face than her body.
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>>2238711 “Aria, from now on you’re a Panty Raider. You’re in our little club, now!” Jill announced like it was a great honor I wouldn’t refuse.
“Jill, you won this one; I stood no chance. I was a moron for thinking I did, but the second you lift that towel, I’m running as fast as I can back into the cabins and I’m staying there.”
The prospect of having to do that completely naked was awfully terrifying; but after having done so many similar things so often, it wasn’t as life-shatteringly horrible as it once was. I would survive and live to be embarrassed another day. It was scary and worrying I happened to think that; even accepting it as something inevitable. I also doubted Jill would actually use my newfound weakness to show my body around; it was a given she would let go.
Instead of discussing the point with me, Jill addressed Laruen:
“Laurie, not a word to anyone about this okay?” Jill shook her right hand, which kept clenching me, to signify what she was referring to.
“Yeah, sure”, Lauren absent-mindedly obeyed, giving the finishing touches to her mask.
“Because… we’re not telling anyone so long as Aria behaves,” Jill leveraged.
“Go ahead!” I dared her. “I’m not letting anyone catch me again like this! If anyone’s hands ever goes anywhere near my neck, I’m biting!” I threatened.
“You sure about that? Are you okay with Erika and Carmen and Lisa and Medea; all of them knowing about your little pause-button?” Jill maliciously pressed.
She finally let go of my scruff, and I regained my mobility; still, it was not possible for me to obtain my shirt anymore; and it was already stated that Jill wouldn’t use force to keep me where I was, rather just her usual silver tongue.
“I…” I tried to argue, but truth to be told, the mere possibilities were terrifying.
Sure, I could be on my guard around everybody else, but I had to rest sometime, and that sometime had to be on my bed, on our room.
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>>2238712 I could perfectly see Lisa putting a pin on my neck and making me into the world’s saddest stuffed animal; she’d turn me into a hug-me-Aria within the hour. Carmen would also like to know about it. Erika had many other ways to stop me on my tracks, but it was nothing but wishful thinking to even conceive she wouldn’t mess with me, or just try to see if it worked.
On the other hand, being Jill’s subordinate would ruin my day. Being paraded around with nothing but panties on my face? I’d be just like Lauren.
“I’ll go easy on you,” Jill was sure to add the second she saw I was having trouble with my decision. “I always do.”
“Why does that even happen?” I fumed; mad at the eccentricities of my new body that just kept being discovered by the day. “I’m… I’m an adult! I should be an adult cat, then! Wouldn’t that make sense?”
“I’m sure it happens even to adult cats,” Jill consoled me, grabbing me again, this time to hug me and hold me next to her. “Besides, you’re not a cat, remember?”
“You’re a werecat, and not an adult, either,” said Lauren.
I growled, still annoyed that people couldn’t get my age right, apparently not even my cat genetics could. Maybe I was really fifteen and just really lousy at counting birthdays?
We’d been under the towel for too long already; it was time to come out.
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>>2238713 “I’m going to have you one way or another, Aria,” Jill assured me, and I hardly doubted that. “You might as well get something out of the deal. I’ll even let you keep the towel… for now!”
a) Aria negotiates cat pleasure in exchange for her subservience.
b) Aria negotiates human pleasure in exchange for her subservience.
c) Aria negotiates nothing.
First order.
1) Aria rejects all offers and runs away in her nudity. Lisa will make Aria regret her decision later.
2) Aria will wear the towel just as a skirt. She can’t cover her top.
3) Jill goes back on letting Aria use the towel at all.
4) Sam and Cindy are told they can keep the towel if they take it away from Aria.
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>>2238715 B2 sounds like a good way to ease Aria into being Jill's right hand cat, and with how worked up Aria's getting she'll appreciate the release of B.
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>>2238715 A
Would go for 2 but it makes no sense. the towel was earlier capable to cover 2 persons... so if not for a convincing reason 2 makes sense ill take 3
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>>2238763 Of course it makes sense. Sometimes, too large is almost as bad as too short.
>>2238715 By being released, I had been offered the chance to run away; yet I knew even in that scenario Jill would have the last laugh and I would end up regretting it and just wishing to take it back. More than anything, I got to keep the towel… for now; whatever that meant.
“Not convinced yet? Fine. Ask for something and I’ll see what I can do,” Jill offered, most likely aware that all I needed was a little push to choose her over freedom. “But be quick.”
Jill started standing up. Sam and Cindy’s pink towel was huge, but it would not be nearly enough to cover us if we weren’t sitting or lying down; and it was the only thing separating us from the cruel world outside.
Beyond the protection of the fluffy, tick cloth we could notice a crowd making things quite difficult for Leslie, Sam and Cindy. I could clearly hear how they had been completely surrounded by a rowdy mob of unsavory people; each and every single one of them pointing at them with a plastic rectangle with photographic capabilities.
“This way! Turn this way!”
“Come on! Show something other than the ass!”
“If you stop covering I’ll give you something to lick! Like a lollipop!”
Not even Leslie had it easy; even in her skimpy bikini she wouldn’t have called that much attention under ‘normal’ circumstances, but the cameras were already out, so why not record that heart-shaped hole at the back showing her butt? I didn’t know how, but from what I could make out at some point she had slipped her covering and now basically all were aware of what her clothes weren’t covering thanks to Jill’s intervention. She had been pestered non-stop to stop covering, just the same as Sam and Cindy.
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>>2238817 Back to us, we had been all but forgotten and Jill had just signaled it was enough for that. I would end up completely naked at the dining area if I didn’t negotiate my point fast. With that kind of pressure, there wasn’t that many conditions I could think of, even though I have been offered the chance to sweeten the deal in my favor.
“I… uh… I want…! O-oral sex!” I dared to admit. It was all I could think of in the spot.
“You got it,” Jill had no reason to ever refuse that, why would she? It was something stupid to ask with our already established relationship as friends with benefits.
Afraid I had wasted my chance, I went on: “A-and uh… I want Lauren to…” to give me back my shirt, of course. Could I even negotiate that? I hesitated.
“Alright, and you want Laurie to do it, you have a deal,” Jill finished my sentence.
“N-not that!” I tried to argue, but my voice was drowned by Lauren herself shrieking.
“I’m not doing that!” she stated. “And stop calling me ‘Lauren’! Just my mom and my teachers call me that!”
“Too late, I already said ‘deal’,” Jill denied Lauren’s very rational repudiation, “Anything else, Aria? Quick! Quick!”
I could tell Jill was having fun watching me panic. If we didn’t strike a deal in the next few seconds I might not get the towel.
“I want to return to the cabin first! I told everyone I would bring food!” I was at the very least crystal clear about my last point. There would be time to solve the misunderstanding with Lauren… Laurie, later.
“Alright,” Jill agreed.
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>>2238818 Even Laurie wasn’t able to repress an expression of shame when Jill finally was completely standing, holding the towel at her back with her arms spread and barely covering us from the crowd at the other side. I squatted in shame; it wasn’t as if every single person at the cafeteria was bothering Leslie, Sam and Cindy; there were some people who found it more important to actually eat their food, or some girls who had lost interest and returned to their seats. I was in complete view of those people.
“Give me the towel, then!” I urged, tears starting to form in my eyes. “I accepted the deal because of that!” I pressed. Forced to be like this in the cafeteria was a deal-breaker.
“Not until you promise,” Jill drawled without a hurry in the world, meanwhile the mob behind her had started to notice we weren’t in our little tent anymore. “Promise you’ll be a Panty Raider. I trust your word once you’ve given it. Promise you’ll obey!”
“I promise! I promise!” I said without even thinking, what else could I have done in such a position?
“Good!” Jill articulated, sealing my fate.
Without an ounce of shame, either because of her exhibitionist tendencies, her being used to her own nudity, how proud she was of her toned and beautiful body; or most likely a sum of those factors; Jill took off the towel from her back, revealing her uncovered back and went ahead to shield me as Laurie looked at me with envy and rage; yet something was wrong.
“J-Jill!” I voiced my discontent.
“Don’t ‘Jill!’ me, young lady. This is the way you wear the towel, you got that?”
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>>2238819 Jill had tied the enormous towel just beneath my navel. I had dared to stand up once more when I thought I was getting some actual protection, but I got the short end of the stick. I was still covering my chest with my arms, and had thankfully not being given the same instruction I assumed Laurie had been forced to obey – not using her hands to cover at all –, but I still was topless.
Meanwhile, the towel made some sort of wedding dress-like skirt that made it all the way to cover even my feet and well beyond that, covering a good amount of surface of the floor around me; and of course all it took was someone to mistakenly step on the damned thing for disaster to occur.
“They’re finally out!” a boy celebrated, and I could see Cindy breathe a sigh of relief as the kid trying to take a picture of her nude back instead immediately turned to Jill, ducked, and tried to get a good shot at what was between her legs, as seen from her back.
“The werecat lost her shirt!”
“And that other girl isn’t covering, either!” Laurie had not been able to protect her breasts before, but now she was standing, revealing her slit and patch of pubic hair to the world at large, on the other side of the cameras pointing her way.
We had all been dragged into Jill’s little scheme, and even in my unenviable position, I had it easy compared to others.
a) Aria negotiates another point to get back at Jill; to use her tail in public on the redhead. Hope to get her embarrassed that way.
b) Jill cruelly forces Laurie to comply with Aria’s misinterpreted request right then, under the towel.
c) Jill decides to first address Aria’s last point and the girls finally leave the cafeteria to go feed the hungry ones back at the cabin.
d) Aria’s unable to keep the towel on. The thing is just too big, unwieldy and cumbersome even giving a step on it is a challenge.
e) Jill orders Aria to sit down. She still plans on tormenting everyone else further.
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>>2238820 Two erratas; since we're here.
1) This is thread #9. I messed up. Next thread will be #10.
2) Story is taking place in 2016; Aria was born in 1998; don't even know how I missed that and even went and copy-pasted it at her character page.
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>>2238820 B and later D
(Still raining -r)
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>>2238820 B+D+A, I can see this already tenuous situation escalating quite nicely.
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>>2238820 B
Also, in case anyone is interested, since the ENF discord got deleted, I made a new one
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We'll do A+B.
>>2238948 The world could always use more ENF. Thanks for sharing.
>>2238820 I should have specified the way I wanted to wear the towel. I could have sworn, making a deal with Jill was like striking a bargain with the devil. Wording was important. While I wasn’t getting as much attention as the other two naked girls standing in front of me, or the other, just as naked, Sam and Cindy still struggling on their seats to keep everything under control, I was still topless in a public place.
“If… if I’m going to be like this, I want something in return!” I barely dared to speak in my current predicament, anything that could make a boy move their eyes my way was taboo.
“Sorry, Aria. You already promised you would obey and the deal is already done,” Jill asserted, but after I whined but once she changed her mind in a second, “but alright, I’ll give you a special exception, just this once. I did say I would go easy on you.”
Laurie glanced at me with angry or envy, probably both, non-verbally denouncing the unfair favoritism; it was a given she had also made a deal with Jill and hadn’t gotten such kind conduct. Even that was not able to convince me to not take a chance to get back at Jill.
“M-my tail! I want to use my tail on you, right now, with people watching!” I instructed. I tried to sound demanding and vindictive, yet couldn’t suppress a blush appearing on my face, even though I was quite embarrassed as it was.
Laurie leaned her head sideways in confusion adorably, the perverse meaning of my request lost on her. Jill wasn’t quick to answer. She first expressed surprise, then speculation, and finally an eerie grin. “Okay, if that’s what it takes to play with you,” she effusively nodded.
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>>2238997 While the boys were as wild as savage monkey at first, they eventually behaved. Jill made it clear she was not going anywhere for the time being and was in for the long haul. Everyone could enjoy a show as long as they played nice and by her rules. With some relative calm taking charge of the cafeteria, although there was an influx of souls – another three boys made their way into the place to the further discontent of almost every girl –, the table in the corner we were using stopped being as swarmed as more contented themselves to sit in the neighboring benches or just orbit at a more considerate distance.
“I just have one condition,” Jill continued our conversation from earlier. We had already resumed our seats; although Leslie had moved to the other side of the table with Sam and Cindy; all three eying me wondering what had happened under the towel. “If I’m getting tailed, I want it happening at the same time Laurie’s doing her thing on you.”
In a way, I was glad, Jill brought that up.
“Oh, about that,” I hurried to try and correct the grievous misunderstanding. I never had the intention of having poor Laurie forced to have lesbian sex with me, much less in public. “You didn’t even let me finish. I just accepted because I was in a hurry, I wasn’t actually…” Laurie nodded at every word I said, already catching my meaning.
“Nope. I’m not letting you weasel out of that one. That’s part of the deal, Aria. I’m going to hold you to your word. If you didn’t want that you should have said so,” Jill remarked with sarcastic solemnity, probably knowing my intentions from the start and just messing with me for her amusement.
“You were lifting the towel! I had to accept as fast as I could!” I argued vehemently, Lauren rooting for me.
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>>2238999 “Doesn’t change our deal,” Jill decided. “So hurry it up, will you? I’m even letting Laurie do it under the towel; and you don’t even need to remove it to get your tail out, so there’s that. If you ask me, I’m being very understanding,” she highlighted, insinuating it could be much worse and telling me to take the deal before she made it worse.
“J-Jill! Come on! Laurie is not… you can’t make her do this!” but I wasn’t having it. My part of the deal was to hopefully embarrass Jill in public, not having her humiliate me. It wasn’t fair that she always come out on top.
“I’m not doing that!” adamantly pressured Laure, and who could blame her? It took days of arduous tempering through something as crazy as The Game for a straight girl to agree to such thing.
People had quieted down so they could let us discuss; some already fully understanding of what Laurie was supposed to do under my towel, and many more deducing what Jill meant by ‘getting tailed’, and the mere prospect of what they would be allowed to see was enough for the males to revert to all their rowdy ape-like behavior.
“I can’t believe you two!” Jill faked being surprised and hurt, rather badly; and just to annoy me. “Aria, would you go against your word? And Laurie… you know what would happen, right?”
She continued to entice us, sitting between us and putting each of her arms across our shoulders, making us three huddle together.
“Laurie… no one will see you! This is still without any consequence. You’d be out of sight… just imagine it’s us girls.”
“B-but…!”
“Are you really going to give up now? You know you can walk away anytime… if you’re okay with what that means. You are so close! And… this is just like what you told me you did with the Barbie dolls. This is just a game. Nothing more… it’s fine. We’re just exploring, playing.”
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>>2239001 It took Jill a few exchanges, but she somehow got Laurie to agree to such a deal, even if reluctantly.
“And Aria,” I winced at Jill mentioning my name, knowing how it would end. “What do you have against this, exactly? Take a look at Laurie and just dare telling me she’s not your type.”
“It’s… it’s not about that!” I tried to articulate. Yes, Laurie was attractive; that was not the point.
“Then what’s this about? Laurie’s even your age and she already said yes.”
“I can’t do it in public!”
“Yeah, that’s the point,” Jill rolled her eyes. “It was a negotiation, remember? You get to tail me, I accepted but in turn you have to do something else. We all get a little of what we want. That’s how it works. Aria, you promised.”
I wasn’t convinced so easily, but neither Laurie nor I were a match to the devilish charms of the girl who had somehow managed to amass a naked army. Something must have been wrong with our heads, but we somehow conceded. Laurie and I looked at each other in the eye, and discovered we just couldn’t even do that; we both looked away and griped in discontent and shame.
We were once again surrounded by a loving audience and a hell of a lot of cameras. I sat facing the opposite way to the bench, while Jill shamelessly laid leg-spread behind me on the table; I had already measured the distance with my tail and I could easily reach her and employ any of my usual tricks. Laurie, after having an inner monologue with herself in which she renounced of any responsibility of what was going on, crawled under the cover of the towel around my hips, disappearing from sight but not from mind.
Even Sam and Cindy had more or less accepted their situation and were sitting cross legged and cross armed to cover their important parts, looking us with expectation and surprise, and maybe even some schadenfreude after what they had gone through.
“Jill is at it again.”
“How does she do it?”
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>>2239003 “She’s like… so hot it makes other girls lesbians or something,” the audience never stopped making comments that I rather they didn’t; but they were also wondering aloud things I had been asking myself.
“You have no idea…” Ruth, who was dressed in a toga, answered that comment.
“Are you really going to do this? Wow… just wow,” Maude, also part of the crowd, voiced my very own thoughts. She was smiling, unsurprisingly. After what Erika had put her through, it would be strange if she didn’t think of any misery that could befall me as anything but positive.
a) Just carry on with it. The situation is good enough to require any changes.
b) The towel falls midway, Laurie doesn’t notice, and Aria is too into it to inform anyone.
c) Aria becomes instantly famous by her treatment of Jill. That tail looks like it’s a freaking miracle-worker on girls. Even perfectly straight girls consider something while looking at the cat girl.
d) Jill calls Ruth over, who just says ‘screw it!’ and joins.
e) The situation is interrupted by Maggie, the nurse, who thinks it’s proper to have ‘a talk’ with the girls. She has also been looking all over for Aria.
f) The fat lady draws the line of what goes on in her mess hall on public sex. She interrupts the girls in a very inopportune moment, and they remain so unfulfilled they might agree to things they normally wouldn’t.
g) After mass communication, basically all the boys in camp attend the show.
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>>2239004 B+C. I'd rather avoid interruptions for this, but I am good with Aria's tail technique getting the renown it deserves, and a dropped towel is always a net plus.
Colour me interested in the nurse showing up sometime soon though, if memory serves we never did follow up on things after she saw Aria and fainted.
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It's almost Sunday. We can do 5 votes. Besides, it's pretty damn unanimous.
>>2239004 “Try… try not to think about it,” I advised to poor Laurie, under the towel. While I couldn’t hear her heartbeat – or anyone else’s, I didn’t have that degree of hearing – I could feel her pulse on her fingers, which were currently on my thigh; and the heat emanating from her body.
I said that to her with good intentions, but sadly, I wasn’t able to follow my own advice and I rather doubted Laurie could, either. What felt like half the boys at camp and half a dozen girls most of which I either knew were watching me; sitting topless on a plywood bench; my only cover was a bath towel which housed a girl much younger than I was who was about to do something very perverse down there. Lying to my back was a naked redhead who I was sure was just enjoying how it all made Laurie and me feel.
“H-how do I even…? I’ve never seen one from so close…” Laurie was currently admiring my genitals, and deciding what to do. She was musing to herself, probably unaware I could hear her perfectly well. She had removed her mask and was now as nude as Jill.
I had opened my legs to make it easy for her; I had already decided I would not begin using my tail until Laurie began working on me. She took her time to.
I understood it must have been hard on her to have such an extreme first experience – or at least I assumed it was her first –; but it was also a little infuriating she didn’t have the empathy to realize the longer she took the more I had to stay like I was in front of an audience while she was safely tucked away.
“Here I come!” Laurie loudly announced for everyone to hear after what felt like an eternity of procrastination.
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>>2239284 I yelped and shrieked as she rammed my most delicate part with her mouth; I could tell the sound of my surprised voice was very amusing for everyone, to my further shame. I couldn’t blame Laurie for lacking experience, but she could have surely figured that she was trying to please a girl, not breaking down the doors of a fortress.
After her initial shenanigan, Laurie was at least adequate, if timid. The way I could describe it was; she treated my coochie the same way I drank water from a bowl; with quick, little licks. She was also reluctant to get close to my slit, instead opting to treat the vulva around it. All that mattered was that it felt good, and that she had started, and thus I had to do the same.
Controlling my tail when I was getting pleasured was not particularly easy, more so when Jill was right behind me and I actually couldn’t see her or what I was doing. I fumbled around with my furry limb like a blind worm, until I found my objective.
For as much was Jill was troubling me with her insane requests, I still would rue bringing her any pain. The first thing I did was to massage the area, running my tail across Jill’s opening, my fur brushing and caressing. It didn’t take me long to discover that was hardly necessary; my tail got instantly drenched in her fluids; she had been quite wet from beforehand.
I couldn’t repress a growl. Jill was having a lot of fun being naked in public, the damned exhibitionist! If she wanted to feel good, then by God I would make her feel good!
I invasively entered Jill’s vagina. It was humid and warm and I liked being in there. I put as much of my tail in as I could, which was plenty since the girl was pretty distended and aroused.
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>>2239285 The crowd had decided to be silent when I needed them to be as noisy as they could. I couldn’t suppress sounds of passion coming out of my mouth with Laurie working down there, finally daring to have her small tongue close to where my body was the most pink. Jill, of course, never bothered holding anything back, immediately signaling she was feeling pleasure, embarrassing us all.
“Ooooh!” Laurie exclaimed, full of wonder. She had decided to stop doing her work and now was exploring my anatomy.
“L-Laurie… what are you doing?” I rhetorically asked.
It was a tacit implication she could do anything she wanted with my genitals, but it was still distressing to have someone young and inexperienced using her fingers to spread my being and take a look at my insides when I could feel her just an inch away. She ignored my reprimand, exploring further and satiating her curiosity, rubbing her fingers all over and apparently getting entertained by my shivers and reactions.
“Laurie!” I yelled to no effect.
She had found my clitoris, and was playing with it. Not pleasing it, not stimulating it – although that too, inevitably – but literally playing with it, treating me like a toy. She dared to give it a lick, sending shivers all over my spine and then to my tail, translating it into pleasure for Jill.
“A-Aria… when are you going to go at it for real?” Jill wondered.
My movements had been very minute thanks to the surprises I was getting with an inquisitive adolescent scrutinizing my intimate pieces. Jill was still getting – I thought – a good treatment. With something so long as flexible inside of her, even the automatic movements should have been enough to feel great; but she was expecting those aggressive orgasms I could bring her within a minute.
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>>2239286 “Oh… i-is that what you want…? Then buckle up! B-because…! AHH! Laurie!” the damned girl had suctioned my clit inside of her mouth and was now apparently exploring how different components of the female reproductive system tasted like. “Then you got it!” I continued to Jill.
I closed my eyes and focused. First: The salt-sprinkled earthworm.
“AHH! AHHH!”
Moving chaotically inside of Jill, her reaction was instantaneous. Soon enough, my tail wasn’t the only thing writhing like a dying worm. It was actually kind of fun to have such power over her. I could clearly hear Jill flail and thrash on the table, shrieking like she was getting tortured.
“EEEK! Y-YES! Ahh! AHHH!” I had Jill climaxing within seconds. Yes, seconds.
Second: The whiplash. Without even giving Jill any time to recover and her lower abdomen was still contorting and tingling from her orgasm, I smashed around her inside with rapid movements, strategically striking at her weak spots on the front of the vagina; gentle caresses and violent whipping alternated to make Jill jump around like a crazed pogo stick; or at least as much as she could with her legs refusing to carry her weight in any shape or form.
She cried so loudly it got me scared; or even thinking she was exaggerating; but in the end I was glad she was, despite of how mortifying it could be. Jill was helping me suppress the noises – not all of them human – that escaped me by being much more intense than I was, and drawing attention away from my flustered face or out of focus eyes.
Lauren had at last found a technique that worked for her, and even though it hadn’t been that long, she had already lost all fear and reluctance for intimate contact with me. She had closed her eyes – I could tell because of how her eyelashes tickled me –, dug in into my crotch as forward as she could, and lightly moving her head, bobbing it up and down with her tongue.
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>>2239287 Jill’s excessive, but understandable movements – I wasn’t having any mercy on her – ended up with a leg kicking a way she shouldn’t have. Gasps of admiration flared on the crowd as once side of the towel was knocked up, and then another kick ended up getting it down.
Just like that, the one humble covering that I had was gone. I was completely naked and exposed, my legs spread wide with a girl’s mouth in between them, yowling like a cat in heat with high-pitched sounds, with my hands uncontrollably squeezing at the breasts they were supposed to be covering; in front of so many people.
I wanted to shout to Laurie to stop, but couldn’t; she was doing too good of a job and my voice was basically gone for anything other than cries of fervor and adoration. Leslie herself hadn’t noticed and she kept tonguing my intimacy with drive at the same time one of her hands was directed to herself, to her own pussy. None the wiser, the poor girl was now unmasked in more ways than once; and unlike me she didn’t have her vagina covered by a head in the middle of it.
With no other choice, I had to move the schedule forward. All that seemed to make sense was to finish all of this as quickly as possible. My final maneuver: The Drill. I coiled my tail on itself, and although Jill could barely take what I was already doing to her and had experience two climaxes in very quick succession, the second I began to spin my extra appendage one could have opined Jill was being mauled to death.
It wasn’t just me saying so.
“What the hell is the werecat doing to Jill?”
“Jill! Chill! You’re gonna get us thrown out!” someone fretted.
“Is… is it really that good? The tail, I mean.”
“Can you imagine? It’s like a… three foot long tongue, with fur.”
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>>2239288 “Aria is like... a lesbian, right? And she’s… super-easy from what I hear,” sadly, I couldn’t deny that. “W-what if…? I mean, am I going crazy? Am I the only one thinking it?” a female voice whispered in what she thought was privacy and confidence to a group of friends.
“N-no. Fuck me for thinking it but that tail… it looks fucking amazing.”
If nothing else, Jill was giving me one hell of an advertisement. She moaned, she bleated, she screamed – sometimes my name – and she rolled around the table like she had been set on fire. While I couldn’t bear to keep my eyes open throughout the experienced, every now and then I gathered the courage to get a glimpse of my surrounding.
It was not unexpected that the boys just looked at us with lecherous and lascivious eyes, and even I couldn’t blame them. What was wrong with us doing something like this in public? What surprised me was that even the girls had something akin to… desire in their expressions; certain inquisitiveness, maybe interest; or of course, I could just be imagining all of it because of how the noise Jill was making had somehow encouraged Laurie into a more aggressive approach at my pussy, making me melt in pleasure.
Feeling enough was enough, I sped up the drill to give Jill one last orgasm. I could make her do it easy as pie. My tail exited her and she didn’t even protest, just lying like a lifeless body. Since my hands were too busy covering my chest and I had lost control of my legs, I needed that tail to call Laurie’s attention.
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>>2239289 Now, the only reason I didn’t employ the same techniques I had nearly driven insane Jill with, was because despite technically not being a virgin anymore, I had no intention to deflower myself with my own tail, which is the same reason I didn’t just ram my tail up Laurie. I was still quite insistent and even aggressive, rubbing her tenderers parts, still soaked wet with Jill’s fluids.
The surprise made her open her eyes, and she finally realized what the towel wasn’t covering anymore. I moved my ears low and back hoping to protect them, and she screamed.
a) Aria picks up the towel and takes Jill away. Jill is too weak to resist.
b) The fat lady at the counter has had enough. She bans every girl currently naked from her cafeteria.
c) Seeing they’re done, a few girls intervene and help, covering the nudists. They, however, do it out of convenience to request an audience with the tail on a later date.
d) Aria reverts into the werecat to cover her embarrassment of existing in the current place.
e) Laurie incites Aria to take the chance Jill is down and both flee in the towel.
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>>2239290 A or C. We've made our pitch in favour of Aria's tail either way, and wherever we're going from here we can get there relatively smoothly.
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>>2239290 It was nice for Laurie to be so energetic and lively. She expressed her shame to her fullest extent, covering her whole body and then grabbing the towel in the ground in haste. Must be nice to be young.
As for Jill and I, nothing but a bunch of old ladies in comparison; we weren’t doing so hot. Jill, I had basically knocked unconscious and I had a tinge of pride about it. Blood was rushing to my face not only out of embarrassment and worry; but out of the activities we had been doing; it ended up making me dizzy and more or less unable to process reality. I was swaying back and forth, dangerously close to fainting but using all the willpower I had left to avoid it.
Unlikely heroes appeared from within the crowd in the form of anyone who was wearing improvised clothing. Five girls nodded among themselves, as if they had just reached an agreement, and rushed to my side, as well as Laurie’s.
“Alright, show’s over!” Maude bellowed, upset.
A girl I knew but whose name escaped me at the moment teamed up with Ruth to take the towel away from a resisting Laurie. Little Laurie was no match for them and even if she was in tears, the towel was taken away from her. It was proven just a second later that was for the best, Laurie was just covering her front and her face, leaving her bare back and buttocks at the mercy of anyone who wanted to take a look – or picture, or video –; yet Ruth and her friend extended the towel to its fullest length, providing a defensive cover in front of a little tent which could cover both Leslie and I easily.
Maude and Yuri – who I didn’t know if I could look again in the face after what she had seen me just do – faced no refusal upon grabbing my nude body and propping it up, still covered by the towel. On the other side, Ruth and her friend did the same with Laurie; all we could see was the pink cloth and each other as the two of us were enclosed like it was a ghost costume.
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>>2239480 A tearful Laurie hugged me, driving her crying face into my shoulder. I didn’t take it as a sign of how close we were; probably any girl would have done, she just needed someone. Of course I returned the hug, not only was her warm embrace soothing to my nerves, I was also having trouble staying upright and the naked girl in my arms helped wonders in that regard.
“Make way! Make way!” Maude kept shouting instructions.
“Come on, you party poopers!” a male voice complained.
“Jesus Fuck, Jeff. You saw a fucking threesome between these three. What else do you fucking want? For fuck’s sake! Jill is still naked in the table if you want to look at the cunt!” Yuri cursed with gusto.
“Oh, yeah; what about Jill?” the voice of that girl whose name I had forgotten asked. She was one of Elmira’s neighbors, the one with the straight, red hair who was a little afraid of me.
“What ABOUT Jill?” Maude answered in a tone that left it clear they were just leaving her behind to deal with her own problems.
We were being led somewhere, and all Laurie and I knew was that it was probably better to trust this girls that to remain at the dining area. After we were past the initial barrage of insatiable members of the male gender and their disgusting drool dripping from their wide open jaws from watching us, it was smooth sailing. We headed east, then a little north, then east again; all without saying a word.
Even as weak as I felt, keeping a jogging pace with how light my body always felt was not a problem, something that couldn’t be said for Laurie. The rain poured madly and distant thunders which I had learned to mostly ignore substituted the voice of our captive audience. I felt moved despite of what we had done with her Maude was willing to brave the precipitation of the deluge outside in order to help me out.
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>>2239481 We found a roof to rest under soon enough; we had ran for it, after all. My sense of direction as well as my nose told me we were in the camp offices. They had laid a mat made out of a cardboard box for people to clean their feet upon entering the building from the monsoon outside.
“That’s… some interesting clothes you’ve got,” I head a male voice in front of us. I recognized the voice as the same guy who was something like in charge of the movies.
“How many people are at the movies? The movie theater room?” Ruth asked, ignoring the comments about her state of clothing. I could hear Yuri hiding behind her in shame.
“A little more than usual,” the man responded, making the girls who were helping us groan.
“Can you open an office or something for us? Any room will do. We won’t make a mess,” Maude begged.
He was very easily convinced. The carefree man took us to the aisle close to the stairs and opened a door to let us pass, still hopefully ignorant there were two completely nude girls under the towel being escorted. He turned on the lights, warned us not to break anything, and closed the door behind him.
“Alright, the coast is clear,” Ruth announced, removing the huge towel from over our heads, a very welcome feeling since the damn thing was quite wet.
Laurie yelped, covered her chest and ducked, shutting her eyes hard. In her defense, she had no way of knowing we were alone and she wasn’t being exposed to anyone who didn’t have the same set of genitals she did.
“Once Jill gets you, shit just goes south, huh?” Yuri looked at us with pity. Everyone around them nodded understandingly Laurie wailed and hugged me as an answer, I patted her head.
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>>2239482 Maude was just as I remembered her. Her curly mat of red hair covered well the injury of the fight she had had at the cafeteria – to be fair I hadn’t touched a hair on her head, unlike Lisa –, but I could still smell some of the coagulated blood. The outside white toga she was wearing was nearly transparent from the rain; but she had been smart and worn three sets of sheets. It looked bulky, but they served to cover her body well. Her freckled face beamed a condescending smile of kindness to the crying Laurie.
We had redheads galore at camp. The short redhead whose name I didn’t remember at first, my memory finally recalled as ‘Virginia’. She was a sorry sight with a dress made out of torn magazine pages taped together, all of it nearly falling apart thanks to the weather outside.
Yuri, I was already quite familiar with. She had opted to cover her body with a dress ingeniously crafted out of a pillow case. Unlike Maude, she wasn’t wearing any extra layers and the white color was quite transparent under the rain; transparent enough for me to see that the girl was incredibly lucky to somehow be wearing a pair of pink panties underneath. How did she manage to keep those, I wondered?
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>>2239485 Ruth, I also knew. I had kind of… forced myself on her at the bonfire party aside of having contributed to her torturing by Erika in front of the cafeteria some days ago. She had all right to hate me and yet, the well-endowed brunette with naturally reddened lips and huge eyelashes had just saved me dressed in nothing but a cardboard box fixed around her body making her look kind of dumb.
a) Straight to business and no pretenses. We all know what the girls want.
b) Aria is just asked for a demonstration, as well as setting as later date for the compensations each girl deserves.
c) The topic is discussed, but nothing is done yet since Aria looks spent and Laurie could use some time away from a sexual environment.
d) Jill enters the room soon after, and she takes care of the situation and negotiations. She is still not in friendly terms with anyone but Aria; so she doesn’t have it easy.
e) The nurse enters the situation. She allows whatever the girls had planned to still happen, all she wants is a chance to study Aria.
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>>2239486 B+E, it'll be better to keep this segment relatively tame for now and follow through later. The nurse showing up is also good because her interactions with Aria promise to be interesting, and given the state of the other girls in the room things are bound to be entertaining there too.
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>>2239496 “Thank you so much,” I said, overwhelmed by gratitude.
It just had to be said. It was a given I was also speaking for Laurie, who in that time hadn’t let go off me. Regrettably, she had found my electric-blanket function. We had switched the towel to cover us in a way that still showed our face. Faces are important for communication.
“Hey, no prob. Anytime,” Yuri offered. It sounded fairly sincere.
Thanks to their help, we even had a place to lay low until the rain subsided. It was a shame about not being able to bring food to my friends but once I explained what went on I was sure they would understand.
Everyone looked uneasy, even Yuri. It gave me the impression of a child who had just done the yard work and wanted their just reward, just couldn’t bring themselves to directly ask for money to the strict parent. They all nudged each other, muttering barely coherent monosyllabic sounds “Y-you”, “no, you do it”, “you tell her”; things like that.
“Is there something wrong?” I asked, letting them fight for a few awkward moments.
As if their time had run up, they all took a decision among themselves and pushed Virginia forward, probably in virtue of her being the shortest between the four; everyone except for her gave a few step backwards, again like scared children.
“S-so… Aria, right?” she began.
“Yes, my name is Aria,” I acknowledged, moving Laurie’s arm because her elbow was getting me right on the ribs; the spoiled brat resisted. “Virginia, correct?” I prompted.
“Yeah…” her friends behind her hurried her and urged her to go on. “So… here’s the thing. It’s going to sound super weird and uh… maybe. It’s… really hard to explain.”
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>>2239968 “Stop stalling, Virginia!” Maude ordered.
“Then you go and tell her!” Virginia retorted, not happy she was chosen as the spokeswoman of the group.
“Tell me what?” I had a few suspicions what all of this was about but I wasn’t going to say it aloud; they were too outlandish and perverted and the consequences for being wrong were too embarrassing to even consider taking the risk.
“We helped you. Don’t you think we deserve a little something for our trouble?” Maude spoke, finding herself a little braver when she was behind Virginia.
“I… guess,” I reluctantly agreed; although then it wasn’t help, it was a service.
While Virginia kept fidgeting and postponing our talk, I lifted my ears, hearing something quite alarming behind me, at the other side of the door.
“Are you sure it’s her, Bill?” a familiar, very feminine voice inquired.
“Positive,” the guy who had lent us the room answered. “It can be no other. That’s the girl you’ve been looking for, right? Go ahead, she’s in there.”
“Didn’t you say she was covered by a towel?” the female voice queried in her common tendency of finding pokes in people’s tales.
“I uh… have my ways,” Bill dodged. “Are you going in or not?”
Ignoring what Virginia was saying, I looked at the upper corners of the room in desperation. Sure as hell, there was a security camera in one of them. I remembered as hard as I could, had I gotten out of the towel at some point, or even placed myself at an angle that could have shown too much?
The door creaked and opened, surprising all the girls at the room except for me.
“Knock! Knock!” Maggie, the nurse, said playfully while she knocked at the door twice at the same time she stuck out her head inside. “May I come in?” she politely asked us.
“Sure,” Maude was the one who recovered first from the unannounced newcomer and answered.
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>>2239969 “Do you guys mind if I speak with Aria for a little sec? It will be quick, I promise!” Maggie pleaded annoyingly, sounding like a girl younger than Laurie would.
“Go ahead, we were just leaving,” allowed Yuri, making Maude and Ruth nudge her quite hard.
No one seemed to want go the distance and take back Yuri’s statement, so Maggie let herself into the room with her scandalously short and thin white nurse uniform rocking a pair of breasts that could humble any of us and the borders of a frilly, black brassiere barely showing on her cleavage. She dedicated us all a blinding smile with her perfect white teeth.
“R-remember you owe us, now!” Maude pointed at me quite rudely and stated. “If… if we ask for something you have to do it! Don’t forget!” she stressed.
The group of four girls nodded among themselves and left, leaving only Laurie, Maggie and me inside.
“Hi! Little Lauren Hayman, isn’t it?” Maggie leaned forward, looking very seductive but obviously without trying to. She ended up at the same height as little Laurie, still hugging my side. “Can I speak with Aria alone? You can wait outside; we’ll be out real quick!”
Laurie just strengthened her grip on my arms and held me closer, dodging the nurse’s eyes. Maggie didn’t look displeased, just a little confused; her smile disappeared. Before she could ask again, I broke the silence.
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>>2239970 “We’re naked. Under the towel. We’re not wearing anything underneath and this is the only thing we’ve got… long story.”
“Oh!” Maggie exclaimed in sudden comprehension… and alarm. “No wonder she doesn’t want to come out! Did you come from the showers? Hmm, but that does pose a problem for us right now,” she looked deep in thought, placing one of her slender fingers to her mouth.
a) Screw Laurie. Maggie really, really needs to talk to Aria. Laurie is thrown out and told to bear with it.
b) Laurie can take the towel outside while Aria has her interview with Maggie.
c) Aria agrees to go to the clinic where they have patient gowns. They don’t cover a lot from the back; or anything at all, really.
d) Laurie may stay for the talk. Why not?
e) Aria has no desire to deal with this. She walks out.
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>>2239971 B. After all, Maggie needs a good look at Aria's physiology to properly understand her biological impossibility.
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>>2239971 Split vote +E and -C
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>>2239971 “Why don’t you let your friend take the towel with herself to wait for us outside?” Maggie casually suggested, as if leaving me naked was no big deal. “I can lock the door so no one will bother us!” she added.
I failed to find a reason on why I could possibly agree to an interview with the nurse, which was what I assumed she wanted. I owed her nothing, I didn’t particularly like her – which was not to say I didn’t found the vixen ravishingly attractive – and my impression of her hadn’t improved in any of our meetings.
“I’ll pass,” I asserted. “I’m leaving; we’re leaving!” I announced.
“Wait! I can help you! I can help you cure whatever’s happening to you; and if I can’t I can at least direct you to whoever could!” she negotiated.
I was well aware that meant being a guinea pig trapped in some lab for years to come, it sounded like a bad idea if I had ever heard one. “Nah, I’m good. Thanks!” I chided, making sure she understood I didn’t want her ‘help’ or anything to do with her.
Maggie was not having it. She grabbed me by the shoulder as we turned; which was not hard since being in tandem with Laurie encumbered our movement to a major degree. I had never seen the nurse being so direct or forceful; she had struck me as the kind to be rather good-natured, if dense and vapid.
“I can’t let you leave without an examination! You’re a danger to others! I’ve talked to people at camp; I know about the werecat, I know that’s you! I know what happens at night, I know you attack and hurt people even if you don’t meant to!” Maggie appealed, trying her hardest to convince me.
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>>2240712 “If she says she doesn’t want to, then she doesn’t want to!” Laurie surprised us all by raising her voice. “She’s harmless, by the way; so do your fucking research better next time. She’s tame as a kitty; even when she’s not herself,” I internally thanked Laurie for her short speech, and tugged her arm as a way to tell her, hoping she could catch my meaning.
“Besides, I’m not stripping here. There’s a freaking security camera right in the corner,” I argued, pointing at it. “After you exposed me at the clinic I know you don’t care, but I do give a crap if people have me naked on video.”
Maggie didn’t let go, and continued to stare into my eyes. “That camera is just for show. I’m not supposed to tell people that but we don’t have the budget and most of the ones you see are fake; like that one. It’s a piece of plastic with some glass,” she revealed, or thought she revealed. Then how did that Bill guy knew who I was under the towel? “You both are into a fix, yes? I can get you clothes; we have gowns for patients, you can each have one.”
Her moral argument had no effect so she proceeded to actually bargain with something material. Laurie was very receptive to the approach, and I would have been tempted to just a little examination if not for the camera.
“Maybe she can give you a little interview, after all…” Laurie spoke for me, betraying my trust and privacy for just some rags.
Maggie noticed me looking at the camera distrustfully, and figured she thought I was doubting her.
“It’s a dud! The camera is a dud!” she repeated.
Without any warning, the daring Maggie started unbuttoning her white nurse uniform from the front; each button freeing her enormous breasts further and making them dance hypnotically. She gave her back to me and flashed her black undies in the direction of the camera.
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>>2240713 It was very fancy and expensive-looking underwear; it was also the first time I saw the nurse’s figure so unimpeded by clothing. Even if her uniform was worn very tight and form fitting; it was something else watching her white, fair skin and her beautiful figure with my own two eyes and nothing in between. Her black panties were lacey with a black ribbon in the front; they were a little transparent to the sides. The bra was of a matching set; although the uniform that remained still covered some of it.
In three steps, Maggie made it to the camera; she fixed a chair – there was a huge table in the middle of the room surrounded by fairly nice, black cushioned chairs – and after removing her high-heels, she got atop it and gave three pings to the camera, right on the lenses.
“I’m telling you, it’s fake!” she said with such assurance that she made me doubt my former train of logic. Maybe the Bill guy had seen my tail? The towel back then didn’t make it all the way to cover our feet, so it was a distinct possibility. “Do you want to see for yourself?” she asked me.
“A-alright, it’s safe in here,” I concluded, still a little taken aback by the sheer voluptuousness and grace of Maggie’s curves; she had some amazingly thin waist for those wide hips, her legs were long and toned; completely devoid of body hair even on the upper parts where her stockings didn’t cover.
“Aria, come on! We’ll get some clothes!” Laurie gave little jumps and shook me by the arm. We can even hide in the offices; they serve food at the movies! Jill will never find us!”
With two against one, I didn’t like my odds.
“Does the doctor know about me? A-and what are you going to do with the information?” if I could get assurance to those two questions, I might agree to a harmless examination.
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>>2240715 “It’ll be completely confidential, I promise! It’s doctor-patient confidentiality, after all!” Maggie avowed with a shining bright smile. “The doctor believes the werecat to be nonsense and legends, and will continue to believe that until he sees you with his own two eyes. I recommend seeking him out... but you don’t have to if you don’t want to!” she hurried to add noticing she was losing me just the second she considered the possibility of meddling with that perverted old bat.
“W-what kind of examination are we talking about?” I was a little worried they were talking me into it, but the former reasons I had to deny were disappearing one by one, and there was even a reward. My reluctance was fading rapidly.
I hadn’t said that I agreed, however; and yet Laurie pushed me out of the towel, towards the nurse. I couldn’t help but yelp finding myself suddenly nude and unprotected.
“I’ll be waiting outside! Don’t be long!” Laurie cheerfully sang. She could be quite selfish sometimes.
a) Extremely thorough physical examination and medical interview. It can be a little humiliating.
b) Maggie actually knows a lot about cats, and experiments behavioral tests on Aria.
c) Masturbation for medical purposes? How does that work?
d) The doctor interrupts Maggie’s experiments at a bad time. He’ll probably take it from there.
e) All of the girls return. Their clothes are basically disintegrating and it’s raining hard outside. Tests will have to be performed with an audience.
Maggie...
1) Keeps her uniform the way it is. She’s too absent-minded to remember to fix it.
2) Fixes her uniform, which makes Aria more embarrassed and self-conscious of her nudity.
3) Loses the uniform but keeps the underwear on.
4) Is told by Aria to strip completely if she’s to place her hand on the nude werecat.
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>>2240716 1 or 4, the nurse forgetting her attire is good, but if that's not it then may as well go all the way.
A+B+E, Maggie's gotta have a look at the whole ears and tail situation, but Aria's catlike behaviours are also important to take record of, and having other naked girls around to give commentary is good for everyone.
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>>2240716 “I haven’t said I would do anything yet!” I protested as loudly as I could without yelling. I didn’t want to appear hysterical, either.
“I just want to make sure you’re healthy. It is my job,” highlighted Maggie with solemnity. “If you also allow me a more detailed examination, I can gift you with a patient gown for you and your friend; right out of my pocket.”
“Now it has to be a more detailed examination?” I surmised, having already trouble making peace with just the regular one. “F-fine!” I decided, “but I have conditions, and they’re not up for debate!”
“Anything other than the confidentiality?” Maggie offered quite open, in both attitude and… clothing. She had climbed down for the chair, and had walked back to me; even contained by her bra the humongous breasts that didn’t have anything to envy from Lisa lightly bounced attractively with every step.
“The doctor absolutely can’t find out! I don’t want to deal with him ever again!” I restated conclusively.
“It is a shame, since the man is very knowledgeable; but okay. I will keep it between us girls,” she giggled rather derisively; it gave me the impression I was being treated like a child. Also, ‘between us girls?’ how old was she?
“You must ask permission before touching my… before examining my… genitals,” I stuttered. It was hard to say it, but it had to be said. I didn’t want Maggie to think that because she had placed a thermometer up my butt she could do as she pleased.
“Oh! Absolutely! It’s not that I wasn’t curious about what changes your private parts could have, but I was ready to leave those alone out of respect for your privacy! If all that’s needed is permission, though; I’ll be happy to oblige!”
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>>2241007 I growled and mused an insult to myself, feeling stupid I even brought it up. “Oh, and the tail! Definitely ask before touching the tail!” since the damage was done, I brought an important point. Maggie nodded in agreement.
“Anything else?”
“Y-yeah… one last thing,” all I had said before was just an excuse to bring this up. Well, mostly. “If… if I have to be naked…” I sort of trailed off.
“I’m sorry; we can’t help that right now.”
“Well, if I have to be naked… then it’s… it’s only fair if you’re naked too!” there, I had said it.
My words sat awkwardly in the nearly empty room.
“Um… I’m sorry, what?” Maggie asked for a clarification, thinking she had understood or heard wrong. I wasn’t brave enough to repeat myself, and just tried to look away from the adult woman showing her lingerie off. “I guess if that can make you feel more comfortable…” she reluctantly accepted my outrageous proposal.
“Oh, really?” I beamed at her, and regretted my obvious reaction right after; even my tail had stood up in attention.
“I… didn’t realize it was such a big deal for you!” she confessed a little taken aback by my excitement, still trying to be polite.
Nonetheless, Maggie took her white, unbuttoned one-piece uniform off and rested it on a chair.
“I am going to undress now, is that okay, Aria?” she asked for permission. She didn’t look all that ashamed to me. I answered positively.
She had already taken off her high-heels, the next thing to go were her long, black stockings. They honestly looked very thigh and uncomfortable on her skin, and one could tell Maggie felt relieved in taken them off. The completely bareness and smoothness of her legs made me feel a little uncomfortable about mine; I was due for a little shave if I wanted to keep the baby-like skin sensation.
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>>2241008 Maggie’s bra had its hook at the front, in the middle of the two cups; she undid it extremely quickly, as easily as if she had just pressed a button.
The moment I had been eagerly waiting for came forth that way. Maggie was not facing my direction while stripping, but form the sides the performance of having her extremely charming bosom being released from its confinement and freely hopping with liveliness was all I had hoped for. Maggie had amazing tits; they were round and melon shaped, and she had a soft spot of pink skin at the top of them; but her nipples looked like they were naturally inverted. Upon contact with the cold exterior, they cutely rose from their innie position and went a little outside, although not as far out as they could.
After placing her brassiere atop her uniform, Maggie proceeded to slide her panties down. I didn’t know I was incredibly happy of watching her amazing ass or a little disappointed that I might not have the indisputable number one butt in camp – but still a strong contender –. Maggie’s smooth behind was enough to give mine a run for its money.
“Is this okay, Aria?” Maggie turned to me.
While she trimmed neatly between her legs, Maggie was not a follower of the completely bare fashion that apparently was all the rage. She had a triangular blonde patch of curly hair, a shade darker than the one over her head. To make contrast with her innie nips, Maggie’s vagina was a little out; it looked very mature; what an adult woman was supposed to have. Her pink insides a little exposed even when she wasn’t aroused or moving or even spread; Maggie looked very obscene while completely nude.
She looked very comfortable in her body, not an ounce of shame denoted on her face; and why would she? If I had such an appearance, even I wouldn’t mind flaunting it around. This nurse had one of the most attractive anatomies I had seen in my life and I was very glad I had had the chance to witness it.
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>>2241009 “Aria? I asked you a question,” she giggled.
“Ah! Oh, right!” I had zoned out for a bit, unaware of everything happening around me that didn’t have to do with Maggie’s nudity. “That’s… that’s fine. Sorry,” yeah, quite fine. No kidding.
“Good! Can you please sit on the table? It’s fine,” she petitioned, and I complied. There was very little I would not have agreed of such a beauty. “Let’s begin!”
*
When Maggie was about to place her pretty, little hands over my admittedly eager body, we heard three insistent knocks on the door.
“Occupied!” Maggie sang professionally, not the least worried since she had locked the room.
“Please let us in!”
I had heard them coming, of course I had. Ruth, Maude, Yuri and Virginia. They had come back for whatever reason, I just had the hope they would just have found Laurie – still faithfully awaiting outside, hiding in a corner without even minding if she dirtied the towel – talk to her and leave us alone. Obviously, that didn’t happen.
“I am sorry! I find myself a little busy right now! Can you come back later?” Maggie dismissed, still half-singing.
“No, we can’t! We’ll stay on a corner, we won’t bother!” Yuri had been chosen as the voice of the group. They sounded preoccupied. “P-please! There’s… hurry, please hurry!”
“Oh, I’m truly sorry. I’m in the middle of something important; and my patient is currently undressed. I cannot open the door…” Maggie replied professionally faking sadness and disappointment, but sounding firm in her convictions.
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>>2241010 “We’re also very undressed, and people are coming our way!” urged Maude. “Please! We’re all girls; I swear there’s no boys here!”
“Just let them in,” I empathetically allowed. I had the impression Maggie wouldn’t otherwise.
I permitted the nurse to grab her uniform and put it over her bare body, securing just the two lowest buttons, forcing the cloth to hide push her huge bosom and covering her nasties – not that there was anything nasty about the cute thing Maggie was rocking – before opening the door. I understood being found naked with me could spell trouble for her.
The door opened, and a torrent of barely dressed adolescents rushed forth like a stream into the room. “Close the door! Close the door!” several of their voices cried in unison, and Laurie – who had gotten in as well – obeyed the instruction.
“What happened?” I thought I had the right to ask them. I had sat up from being reclined and covered my chest with my hands.
From what they told me, they had tried to go back to the cabins, but they underestimated the strength of the pouring deluge and just a short distance away from the building most of their clothes were already giving up. Defeated, they decided to walk back. Their return coincided with the ending of a movie and over twenty people coming out of the movie room; mostly male. I could relate with their reluctance of being seen, they were in a worse state than at the cafeteria; Maude was the most ‘dressed’ among them and even she had all of her layers of sheets growing transparent.
“Why are the nurse’s panties on the chair?” wondered Laurie. She obviously had seen what Maggie wore beforehand; we all had.
“Oh, Aria felt embarrassed being the only one naked. I thought I would ease her out by conducting my interview and examination while bare, myself,” Maggie reasoned, attributing herself the idea to save me face.
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>>2241012 “Oh, if that’s all it takes…” Maude removed her soaked toga and nonchalantly exposed herself and wringing her clothes over a garbage bin, getting a fairly impressive amount of water out of them.
Maude wasn’t the only one removing uncomfortably wet accessories. With the door locked, not a single girl had second thoughts about just baring it all.
Despite a lot of pretty, nude bodies to look at, I wasn’t happy about it. The room had a long, rectangular conference table; and I had been placed above it by Maggie. After a short discussion in which Yuri argued with me that it would be dumb to send them to an actual corner when there were perfectly good chairs around the desk I was on; I felt like an object of study to a whole classroom.
*
Maggie had not taken her uniform back off; although she did undo all the buttons, basically showing it all regardless.
I had been laid face up across a white table with nothing to cover me. Five girls of different ages sat in front of me in cushioned tables, as bare as I was; but no one was looking at them. The focus of all attention was of course, me; the werecat. The only one standing was Maggie, the adult; the only one wearing anything at all, albeit ineffectively and pointlessly.
“Aria, I am going to take your vitals, is that okay?” the voluptuous blonde asked.
The reason she had kept her uniform was because she had a few things she would need in the pockets of it. One of them was the black thinguie that went tied on one arm to measure blood pressure or something.
After asking me if I felt okay, after measuring me repeatedly, Maggie came with 160 over 100 for my blood pressure; it was quite abnormal so she gave a little explanation to all of us, saying that in normal people that would be very worrying, but we would need to be open minded that I might be something completely new in the medical world.
“And what is the normal blood pressure on cats?” Virginia inquired, raising her hand.
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>>2241013 It was a common occurrence. The congregation was no different from a class with Maggie as their teacher. They asked questions – about me – and got answers. I had no idea if watching Maggie move above me was worth the indignation I was going through as a class subject. She didn’t have all the answers, but she did have a phone to search for the answers.
Maggie took out a thermometer – an electric one, yay! – and measured my temperature under the arm.
“As you can see, Aria’s temperature is also very high. In anyone else I would have suspected a fever,” Maggie explained showing the reading to everyone. “Can anyone tell me what the normal temperature is for humans? Laurie?”
“Uh… err…”
“Around ninety-eight degrees!” Yuri smugly interrupted with her hand raised and a look of satisfaction on her face. “I know the full range, if you want me to say it,” so she was one of those, huh?
“So Aria is a just four degrees away? It doesn’t sound like that much. Why is she so warm, then?” Laurie inquired.
“Aria, I need you to hold this thermometer in your lips. Don’t bite it, okay? I’m going to need a few more readings to make sure,” Maggie instructed me with authority she had no business having.
a) Let’s learn more about cats! Maggie returns after a while with more instruments to measure the kitty. The whole class gets to participate.
b) Maggie makes a few behavioral experiments on Aria. Most of her weaknesses get revealed to the group. Aria hopes they don’t get spread around.
c) It’s time to explore every orifice. Every. Orifice.
d) Time to get Aria’s medical history. Last menstruation? Sexual history? A few questions about her childhood? Embarrassing questions in front of Aria’s peers.
e) Sex-ed with Aria as the subject. Watch me bullshit my way through rationalizing that one.
f) Aria can’t take it anymore and leaves. She has to do that in her birthday suit, of course.
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>>2241014 A, B, and a little bit of D. I kinda want Jill to have exclusive use of Aria's neck immobilizing trick for now, but I have no problem with her other weaknesses getting around. And of course, it's important for Maggie to know Aria's medical history, what with how unique and unprecedented her case is.
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>>2241286 Well, he's stated he had problems figuring out the voting system. It's no biggie. I'll just ignore C and F from his votes. (+1 -1 = 0)
He can vote however he wants and I'll figure out what he says. People who wants their votes to make more of an impact in the story can also give a short description of their expectations if letters alone are not enough to convey their message.
In case anyone was wondering; with so many multiple votes it's a given people want multiple things to happen. We'll do A through D but focus on D since it's the rightful winner and less on B and C.
It's going to be a monster of a part so it'll take me a while; since Thursdays are busy. We're talking 8-10 hours.
Sorry about that.
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It ended up being maybe too long. It did not end up as planned; but it turned out alright, probably.
Since it was too big a part anyway, but D was missing, D was left for another part with some customization.
>>2241014 I actually gladly agreed, the thermometer was different from the one used on my armpit and not having to stick it in me was a good change of pace.
I wasn’t sure what to feel about the whole class dynamic Maggie and the girls had somehow put forward. Yes, it was embarrassing and demeaning but it was also kind of fun and pretty interesting. I wasn’t speaking much but Laurie did plenty of questions I was wondering myself, and getting my differences between humankind explained by Maggie was illuminating.
It was maybe that everyone present was technically or truly naked but it wasn’t even that horrible of a thing to be displayed over a table in my natural state. All of the ‘class’ were also female and Virginia was the most plain-looking of the bunch, which was saying something since there was truly nothing wrong with her.
“I’m sorry, Aria; I should have come more prepared. I came as quickly as I could when Bill called me scared you would run away!” Maggie apologized.
Maggie needed more equipment to measure everything correctly and run some tests. After making me promise I wouldn’t flee, she went to get it from the clinic, promising to be right back. She had the absolutely horrid and alarming idea to go just as she was without any underwear, just buttoning her uniform up; the flimsy thing had very thin and clear cloth; her nipples were heavily highlighted and one could make out a shade between her legs belonging to her pubes. Still, nobody spoke up or warned her, and off the nurse went, basically streaking at her workplace.
“This is kind of cool,” Virginia admitted once the ‘teacher’ was gone. She was referring to the class, not to Maggie’s… unknowing exhibition.
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>>2241404 “Oh, just so we’re clear; this DOES NOT count as the thing you owe us,” Maude clarified.
“Look, if you want me to use my tail on you, just say so. There is no need for that ‘you owe us!’ nonsense,” I felt the urge to plainly state.
“I told you she was playing dumb,” Ruth told the rest.
“It’s not like I charge or anything. I just need you to… return the favor,” I coyly added, realizing that I may have insinuated I just gave pleasure for free without reciprocation; not an idea I wanted floating around.
“Yeah, I’m cool with that,” Yuri shrugged it off like it was nothing, I also saw Virginia nodding to herself, as if deciding something.
“It’s not nonsense!” Maude insisted, annoyed. “And… that’s the point of being owed! Y-you want it all out in the open? Fine. That thing you did… with Jill…”
“Making her scream and jump and stuff? It looked fucking amazing,” Ruth stressed, getting flushed just remembering it. “That looked like… a-and you made her orgasm like… four times in a row a-and…!”
It was a little awkward to have my sexual prowess discussed, but at the same time flattering there was such a positive opinion about it.
“Yes, yes; it looked great. Awesome. Amazing. All of that,” Maude did striking motions with her hands signaling she wanted her space to speak, “but MOST OF US aren’t lesbians, and I was wondering if…”
“I’m not a lesbian!” Yuri interrupted despite the warning.
“I’m speaking here!” Maude chastised.
“My God. You’re just so closed-minded,” Ruth sided with Yuri, deriding Maude. “Leave that homophobia bullshit to insecure men. Aria already said she’d do it. Just kiss her or something. It’s not so fucking bad, you know?”
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>>2241405 “Once you’re in the middle of it, you just stop caring no matter how straight you are,” Laurie theorized despite presumably having only one such experience.
“Time out! Time out!” I requested, predicting the thing could get out of control if I didn’t clarify my terms.
Yes, I was a lesbian. Yes, I was single and had no engagements. Yes, I was kind of an easy lay for any moderately attractive girl; and I wasn’t even that ashamed of it. Yet, Lisa had proven to me that I could only have so much sex in a day. In recognition of their helping me, I would gladly attend any request they had of me, prior engagement, in a private setting. I would try to be accommodating, but I was not a slave to be exploited and I reserved the right to call it off if the circumstances were burdensome.
By the time I was done speaking my mind, Maggie let herself in, kicking the door open since she was carrying a rather big box with both arms. She also revealed how precarious of a situation she had left us in. The door had been unlocked the whole time? We had been naked and discussing about lesbian sex!
Maggie properly closed the room, opened her uniform back into functional nudity and used her hands as fans; she was sweaty and claimed to be tired. The box was placed near the table, everyone took their seats and I resumed my position as relatively willing feline class subject.
*
“Aria, you messed up the reading. You know you can’t take the thermometer out. I wasn’t that long.”
“Sorry…”
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>>2241406 Maggie didn’t sound like the strict type, and even on her reprimands there was a feeling of carefreeness and lack of pressure to obey an authority figure; while still exuding an aura of kindness that still wanted you to obey regardless, since one had a feeling she was trying to help.
“Not to worry, I brought the ‘good thermometer’! The doctor claims this is the best method to obtain a female patient’s temperature!”
I didn’t even bother to protest and just assumed the position, chest down, bottom up. I wasn’t proud of it, but having discussed sexual intercourse with five girls in where four seemed perfectly willing to engage had gotten me worked up, and because of it I didn’t even mind if foreign objects were inserted into me, rather sort of welcomed it.
“Does anyone want to take her temperature?” Maggie casually asked while pointing at my behind, like it was the most normal activity in the world to do such things to classmates.
“Me! Me!” Laurie wasn’t the only one with her arm up in the air, but she was the only one shouting and giving little jumps. Maggie selected her and handed her the glass thermometer.
After some coaching, Laurie fearlessly spread my butt-cheeks with one hand and carefully pressed the elongated, cold instrument into my rectum. Just the tip.
“Good job, Laurie!” Maggie congratulated. “Now we wait for three minutes to get the reading.”
“Good kitty,” Laurie mockingly whispered under her breath, giving my buttocks two quick caresses.
“Why is the butt the best place to take the temperature for females?” Maude asked, skeptical.
Maggie proceeded to retell what the old doctor’s insane and most likely fake exposition, but coming from an actual female it must have sounded more assuring, since all girls listened intently and looked convinced, even Maude.
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>>2241407 “Is it hygienic to completely shave pubic hair?” Ruth raised her hand and asked. “Like Aria. A-all of us have ours, a-and even you, teach; she doesn’t. Who’s right?” several exclamations of approval followed. Ruth had raised an interesting point.
“It is actually not recommended,” Maggie concluded to my disappointment. What choice did I have? The damned thing grew white! WHITE! “pubic hair can act like a shield on several sexually transmitted diseases, like genital warts or herpes. When not properly done, the shaving can also leave small injuries which are prone to be infected.”
“And yet you shave your legs and armpits and stuff,” I recriminated; my butt was facing Maggie so it might have been a little rude to speak from such position but there was no helping it.
“Correct!” Maggie freely admitted. “It is actually similar, as Aria points out. If done properly, the risk is completely minimal. It could be said that it comes to personal choice. It’s okay if Aria wants to completely remove her pubic hair for aesthetic purposes as long as she’s careful. Questions?”
There was a few, none too notable.
“And that’s three minutes! Maude, can you help me get the reading?” Maggie kindly requested.
“Ugh, why me?” Maude complained as the brooding teen she was. “I don’t want to… touch her there.”
“You don’t have to be ashamed of your body or the body of others,” lectured Maggie with a smile, to nods of approval coming from Ruth and Laurie. “M-Maude!” Maggie giggled in surprise.
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>>2241408 Maude had grabbed the further extreme thermometer up my ass and pulled it out with her teeth. “It doesn’t mess the reading, right? You told us that only happens if you touch the metal contact,” Maude recalled. “How’s that for not being ashamed?” Maude tauntingly queried spitting the thermometer to her hands and disclosing my reading; a hundred and three degrees. Maggie explained rectal readings tended to be a little higher.
“Aria, can you stand on the scale, please?”
Maggie had also brought a small bathroom scale. Virginia volunteered for the incredibly simple matter of measuring my weight. I was a little worried, since I had eaten meat and jerky like crazy and now there was the weight of the tail to consider. I gulped, prepared to be a ninety-eight pound fatty, looking up, not courageous enough to take a look myself.
“Uh… that can’t be right,” Virginia doubted. Was it that bad? A hundred? Over a hundred? No! No! Please! No!
“What’s the reading, Virginia?” Maggie took out a pen to write on a sheet of paper over a clipboard.
“Believe it or not, seventy. Point eight, if you want to be precise.”
“Huh?” I looked down. Virginia wasn’t lying. The thing under my feet insisted I weighted merely seventy pounds. Point eight if one wanted to be precise. It wasn’t nearly as bad as being fat, but still that didn’t feel right.
My weight caused an understandable uproar. First, Maggie made sure the scale worked perfectly fine by weighing several things, including herself – her voluptuousness and height came at a price, she was a hundred and thirty six pounds, nearly two me’s –; then she asked me questions pertaining my diet and habits. Since everything seemed relatively normal, we were forced to conclude werecats just weighed less than regular humans, which I was fine with.
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>>2241409 “Next is the height. Can someone bring me the measuring tape?” Maggie had decided to move on. She already had taken my height before, but who was to say it hadn’t changed.
“Stop standing in your tippy-toes, Aria! Just for a damn second! There! Stay still,” Virginia was once again in charge of the measurements. “Aria’s, uh… four feet eleven inches.”
“Did you count my ears?”
“What?” Virginia almost dismissed me.
“My ears! Did you count them?” I repeated. Would that make me finally five feet tall? For sure they would!
Virginia got me excited by actually measuring my ears. “They’re five point one inches long from bottom to top, and I’m pretty sure they don’t count,” she unnecessarily opined.
However, her bogus opinion was soon confirmed by the nurse. “Sorry, Aria. That is not how it works. You are still four foot eleven,” they could think what they wanted. I was now officially five feet with four inches tall. No, wait. The ears didn’t go straight up, they had an angle. I would have to make sure later, but for sure I was over five feet.
“How long’s the tail?” Yuri wondered.
Virginia soon had an answer for that one. “Three feet, two inches,” I was very curious to know myself, so I endured the horrible sensation of having people touching me there.
“How long is her slit?” Maude joked.
“That’s enough measurements!” I jumped back and covered myself since Virginia, either jokingly or seriously, moved the tape near my crotch.
“Those parts have a proper name, Maude,” Maggie lectured. “It’s not a ‘slit’. That’s the vaginal opening, which is surrounded by the vulva.”
“Yeah, didn’t you know?” Laurie mocked. “You can’t call it ‘pussy’ either, because with Aria you have to specify! Because she’s a pussycat!” she explained her own joke.
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>>2241410 “Sorry, I’m a little ignorant about this kind of stuff,” Maude insincerely apologized. “Would you mind giving me a refresher?” she humbled to Maggie with malicious intentions, looking between my legs.
“Certainly!” Maggie answered, worryingly hyped.
“I’m not letting you give a class about my vagina! Just so we’re clear!” I hissed, guessing Maude’s intentions to embarrass me.
*
There was nothing to be ashamed of. There was nothing to be ashamed of. We were all girls; we all had the same body parts. This wasn’t a mystery to anyone. This was just a class for purely academic purposes. I was okay with this!
No, I was not. I wasn’t okay with this.
While we all had perfectly good vaginas to examine, I was the only werecat. Maggie had talked me into it by disclosing she had the intention to fully investigate my body from the beginning. I had several notorious changes in my body, but some were more easily discernible than others. Who was to say my coochie hadn’t changed? If I didn’t want to have to make a date with my gynecologist – or worst, the camp’s resident gynecologist – Maggie had given me a good chance to avoid that by offering to perform an examination.
Of course, the drawback was that while she was in there, all other girls got to see Maggie work and Maude would get her damnable explanation of my private parts, just the way she wanted.
“Relax, Aria. Just lay down,” Maggie tried to ease me, unsuccessfully.
I had been placed again face-up on the white conference table. My legs were bent and spread apart, five girls and an adult woman in front had a perfect view at my pudenda, and they were about to learn a hell of a lot about it.
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>>2241411 I covered my face with my hands and just focused on breathing, feeling my face burn brightly. I constantly whimpered but I tried to keep those at a minimum.
“Well, Maude; let’s start with the basics,” Maggie began. “This is Aria’s mons pubis; it’s an accumulation of fat just where her pubic hair would grow. As I had already said, this area is called the vulva; here we can see Aria’s labia majora,” she touched my body like I was just a prop or a doll or something, “and this right here is called the pudendal cleft; Aria’s is very pronounced.”
“Does uh… the vagina… grow with age?” Yuri wondered.
“It does, but only after puberty and temporarily during the last stages of pregnancy and birth itself. I see why you’re asking; Aria looks smaller than most, doesn’t she?” Maggie carelessly commented about my intimate parts. So what if I was small all over?
“Yeah, mine hasn’t changed ever since I was her age,” Virginia felt confident enough to announce. “I think it just changes from girl to girl.”
“Since you were who’s age, Virginia?” Maggie looked puzzled.
“Aria’s,” Virginia clarified.
“You’ve never been her age. I remember the papers you filled when you went to the clinic last week for a slight fever. You’re sixteen; Aria is eighteen,” Maggie corrected.
“What? No, she’s not!” Maude was the first to doubt it.
“Isn’t she my age?” Laurie queried.
“There’s no way she’s eighteen!” Yuri concurred. “Whether you look at her face or at her… this,” I assumed she pointed at my vagina.
I had forgotten Maggie was actually aware of my real age. It was sort of refreshing, even if I took offense at how incredulous everyone else was. After the interruption and Maggie’s assurance that I was an actual adult despite of what everyone else thought, the class moved on.
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>>2241413 In order to examine me further it was needed to… spread me, which was what I feared the most about the procedure. At least Maggie was gentle while doing it, and it would be a lie to say I didn’t feel anything when her hands –although covered by latex gloves – made contact with the most sensitive parts of my body. Maggie strongly stressed that is was perfectly normal for my body to try to lubricate itself after being invaded for so long by her fingers and told me not to worry about it, even though Maude and Ruth snickered to my humiliation.
“Everything seems normal,” Maggie observed. “The good news is that your vagina seems to have remained entirely human,” she informed me to my relief, and also some embarrassment that was inevitable while discussing such matters in front of other people.
“So, she’s eighteen and she’s a virgin?” Maude again found a way to ridicule me.
“Oh! Sorry. Yes, your questions,” Maggie remembered. “From what you just said, you know what a hymen is, right? This is Aria’s; she has the most common type of hymen; being in the shape of a crescent moon on the lower part of her vaginal opening. And there is nothing wrong with Aria’s decision to remain a virgin at her age; I actually congratulate her.”
“That’s because she’s a lesbian, dumbass,” Ruth mocked Maude’s comment. “If she doesn’t take dick, how do you want her to pop her cherry?” she reasoned. Maude huffed disdainfully, unhappy to be corrected by missing that.
“Oh,” Maggie discretely exclaimed, just finding about my homosexuality for the first time and taking a hand to cover her mouth. I grew further ashamed; not because of who I was, since I had accepted it, but because Maggie could have realized the reason I had asked her to strip nude during the examination. She cleared her throat. “M-moving on!” she declared.
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>>2241414 “Oh, don’t let Aria see that,” Laurie warned, Maggie had been rummaging through the box and looked ready to keep saying thing about my vagina, to everyone’s enjoyment.
“See what?” it got me curious, so I looked up.
I chattered in warning. Being careful about not hurting myself, I slapped near my own pussy. The red dot moved near my thigh, I followed and I placed two hands over it. Surprised by my sudden movements, Maggie recoiled and the laser pointer in her hand faced the direction of a wall. I sprang to my feet and leaped, chasing after it.
“Stop it!” I requested.
“She can’t help it,” Laurie disclosed, shaking her head.
*
Maggie got plenty of chuckles when she said she would have liked to make a C.A.T. scan on my brain to measure the activity when I saw something small, quick and bright moving. I seemed to have awakened deep interest on her with something as simple as pursuing the red dot. I got so close to catching it, too!
Maggie was the one to measure my heart-rate and respirations per minute or whatever. She just wrote them down without announcing them, just mumbling: “interesting, interesting…”
Class participation was all but forgotten Maggie had me open my mouth, stuck her fingers inside of it – she had changed gloves so I didn’t have to taste my lower opening, not that I minded – and I repeatedly denied her the chance to take pictures of my fangs. Maggie then used some lamp thing to check on my eyes, always writing something on her clipboard every few seconds. Afterwards she examined my ears with another lamp. She was quite insatiable.
“Aria, I am now going to measure a few responses from you tail, is that okay?” Maggie prompted me.
“No! It’s not okay!”
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>>2241415 It was always a struggle with Maggie, who never seemed to get enough. She often complained about how few and insufficient instruments she had brought, and my auditory acuity engrossed her to a degree she experimented more like a mad scientist than a simple Summer Camp nurse. She giggled to herself and applauded me when she had me jump and run around the room to them check my heart rate and breathing again.
“Aria, you’re amazing!” she stressed, I had gotten a new number one fan. It was not that nobody else thought my mutation wasn’t impressive, but no one had expressed it as repeatedly and at such a degree as Maggie. “Are you sure you don’t want to…?”
“NO! I don’t want to!” I denied for maybe fifth or sixth time her offer to take me to more medical professionals, not necessarily the old doctor at the clinic.
“Alright, there is no need to be so rude. Could you come here? I uh… forgot to take a look at a place.”
“Does Aria look so young because she’s a werecat?” Yuri inquired, still unable to simply accept that I looked the way I looked and that was the end of it. Being mostly ignored by Maggie, the other girls had taken to have their own discussion, although at the very least they could always observe was Maggie was doing.
“Climb back on the table, please,” Maggie was if nothing else, always polite with her requests. “In all fours, like when we took the temperature, if you please.”
After assuming the second most embarrassing position, Maggie changed to yet another pair of gloves – she was on her fourth pair or something – and surprised me.
“Aria, I am going to maneuver around your anal cavity. Is that okay?” I gave her the okay, but what did she need to do back there?
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>>2241416 While Maggie’s fingers felt a little cold, the still gently and carefully made their way into my anus, by again spreading my butt-cheeks and touching around. By now I was used to her invasive touch so I didn’t think much of it, despite it still being notoriously uncomfortable.
“Oh! So it’s like that!” she mused. “Girls! Please come here; I have something to show you!”
Inside of my butt-hole? The girls who until then had been scattered and mostly playing with the medical instruments that Maggie had brought were very obedient to the instruction, and without any delay they congregated all facing my bum.
“Do you see this?” Maggie asked to them, once again freely exposing my insides to people. Whatever.
“I believe that’s called an anus,” smartassed Maude. “Any reason you wanted us to look at it? Granted, I guess as far as they go this is a nice one.”
“Thanks,” I said sarcastically.
“You’re welcome,” Maude replied on the very same tone. “But I am serious. You do have a nice butt,” she sounded more earnest on that statement, making it awkward for me to say anything else.
“No! This, on the inside,” simplified Maggie.
“Ah!” I exclaimed as she made a circular motion around my opening.
“Oh, sorry, Aria. Anyway; don’t you notice anything? None of you have this, I don’t either. This is not a human part of the body,” Maggie uttered with graveness.
“I don’t know what to tell you, doc; all I see is Aria’s butthole,” Ruth amused everyone by saying, although they all looked to agree.
“I guess it’s is undeveloped and small,” Maggie deflected, not without sounding a little hurt. “This is an anal gland; it allows cats to secrete certain pheromones and communicate chemical messages.”
*
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>>2241417 Maggie claimed she had spent some amount of time since our last encounter studying cats; thus she was able to notice a few abnormalities about my body. At the very least I was glad that even though I apparently had a gland on my anus, it was incredibly hard to notice it, even when a nurse held my opening spread and five girls were looking at it.
I was already aware I was sending some signals from back there, and receiving them from other cats I had encountered; but I had no idea I actually had an extra thing. How did it look? Maggie used a few mirrors to show me. Honestly? I was with Maude, I couldn’t see anything other than a simple anus; my anus. It was odd actually being able to clearly examine it for the first time in my life. It wasn’t that ugly; considering it was still a butt-hole.
“I’m almost done. Could you answer a few questions for me?” was Maggie’s next activity. “I should have done this right after taking your vitals, my mistake. I was just excited to jump ahead.”
“My medical history? I filled it last time, didn’t I? Allergies, and family history of sicknesses and stuff,” I distinctly remembering handing an already filled sheet, and Maggie reading information from it. That was, I suspected, how she knew how old I was.
“Yes, there are just a few more questions that hadn’t been clarified. It won’t take long. I’ll let you go really soon,” she coaxed me.
After being anally and vaginally explored answering anything seemed like a piece of cake. I gave Maggie the okay, and took a seat in front of her.
//Maggie will ask any question posted. Non-medical questions will be asked by someone else. Instead of voting, just ask anything you want asked of Aria. There are a few default questions already.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2241418 Since a big priority of Maggie's would be figuring out what turned Aria into the werecat (the official story is a curse from the cultists, but it's easy to be skeptical of that, and even if it's true there could be more to it), it makes sense to ask for a rundown of everyone important in Aria's life, and if anything seemed off about them.
Family history is important too. Maybe some of what made Aria the werecat is genetic? Seems reasonable to ask if there are any stories about Aria's ancestors, or if there was anything unusual about them.
Asking about any cats Aria knew growing up, or anyone who she knew who had cats, also makes sense. Even random urban legends might have some bearing on the situation.
Medically... there's always the question of whether Aria had cat-like tendencies back when she was human. There's also the question of what she ate (did she eat a lot of meat? Cats are carnivores, after all), and what her ears and tail regions were like back when she was human.
Maggie can also ask what Aria's height and weight were like back when she was a human, and if that was normal or not for her family.
Of course, we here know what the truth behind the werecat is, but since Aria's keeping that secret locked up tight the only option for inquisitive minds is to consider anything that might be relevant.
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>>2241418 Seconding Gnattering Yawn's questions, especially the ones about her history with cats.
Also it's kind of offputting to have no posted options, unlike the rest of the story. Might decrease voter turnout
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>>2241418 Probably meanest question would be asking Aria about the events leading to her transformation. She can't obviously tell the truth, so interesting seeing how she BS her way out of this dilemma xD
>>2241445 Solid choices Yawn :D
+1 to all of them
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Which parts have catgirl transformation(s)?
Anonymous
Which parts have the actual catgirl transformations?
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>>2241843 If you want the cat body parts growing like in the image, you might be disappointed. Most changes were overnight. All we get is the protagonist (Aria) freaking out about her new body parts; and they're not short reads.
Transformation began at morning of Day 5; nearing the end of Part 1. On part 2 at Day 6 is when she gets the tail.
Again, she notices them full grown the morning after she awakes.
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>>2241864 That works for me, thanks. (The comic was just a visual example)
Anonymous
>>2241843 Sorry to be a bother, but what's the sauce of the image?
Reserve image search, and archives aren't showing anything.
Anonymous
>>2241897 I commissioned Kinkymation:
https://kinkymation.tumblr.com/ They have decided not to add it to their portfolio for whatever reason.
The second page is here:
http://lkkev.tumblr.com/post/171713157689/ Anonymous
>>2241911 >http://lkkev.tumblr.com/post/171713157689/ Is there any chance I can ask you to just post it here? I don't have a tumblr account, and with it being age restricted, I can't see it unless I make one.
Thank you, in any case.
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>>2241418 Never forget asking very thorougly about every sexual partner Aria had, including werecat encounters for whatever reasons
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>>2241418 “When was your first menstruation? Your menarche?” Maggie didn’t dawdle and led with a rather invasive and private question.
“Huh?” It was not that I didn’t understand her; I had just been caught off-guard.
“At what age did you start to menstruate? Is this uncomfortable to you?” Maggie repeated herself regaining a kind demeanor.
Everyone else had heard her, but nobody seemed to care; even Laurie was old enough to have the need to have answered that question to medical professionals at least a few times in her life. The girls continued to examine and play with Maggie’s box; all instruments had already been taken out and were being experimented on by five clumsy pairs of curious hands.
“I was thirteen and six months, the first time,” I answered, certain. I had been told to memorize it back when it happened, so I did.
“Huh, that’s a little late, isn’t it?” Yuri commented while distractedly taking her own blood pressure. Yes, I was a late bloomer and it had already been established. There was no need to talk about that further.
“It is perfectly normal,” Maggie assured, but still could hear her writing something on her clipboard; and it wasn’t just a few numbers but a whole comment. “Is it okay for me to ask you at what age did you become sexually active?” she followed up with a hard one. “It doesn’t have to involve penetration… or male companions.”
Menstruation? Nobody gave two craps, but a few heads turned to Maggie’s next part of the interview. More than one person was interested in the answer. With so much pressure in my shoulders, it was not easy to answer; more so because of the irregularity of my experience, I was sure to be fairly unique in that aspect and not in a good way.
“Last… last week…” I weakly admitted.
Annoying feminine shrieks of surprise, giggles and bleats followed. I shriveled on my seat like a tortoise, going red in shame.
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>>2242186 “Seriously? In camp?” Ruth asked in quick succession.
“Who? Who it was with?” Maude wondered, worryingly eager to know.
“That’s… not relevant, is it?” I dodged, pleadingly glancing at Maggie to not press forward.
Even to me it was a matter of debate. My first sexual contact had been with Erika; but the first time my genitals made contact with another person’s and I couldn’t think of myself as a true virgin was with Jill. I had no wish to discuss that with anyone and they didn’t have the right.
“I’m… I’m really sorry, Aria; but it might be!” Maggie said for the elation of everyone but me. “Whatever happened to you, happened in camp! Anything you can remember can be of great help!”
“It was with… Erika Kings…” I decided after a while, to further bothering and cruel high-pitched sounds. “Y-you can ask HER for the details!” I highlighted, meaning that she couldn’t ask me.
“We’ll revisit that later,” Maggie recognized the possibility of me shutting down completely and ignored the protests of the indiscreet girls who wanted to know all the dirty details. “It’s fine if we gloss over. Have you had any other encounters since your first one? If yes, how often would you say you engage in sexual activities? You can be vague.”
“Yes to the first question,” and once again the five girls did that half-laugh half-yell awful sound despite all of them knowing first hand that I had had other sexual encounters; they witnessed my last or were part of it – in cause of Laurie –. I didn’t dare to admit the frequency of my engagements and Maggie didn’t repeat her question.
“Have you used protection in your encounters?” Maggie was still not making it easy for me.
“N-no; how do you even…? I’ve never… done it with a boy. It’s all been with girls, no protection and we’ve all been clean. All of us, no STDs or whatever.”
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>>2242187 If I thought Laurie, Ruth Maude and the others were being loud before, I was corrected then. Maggie had already established the conference room was partially insulated to sound but I still figured their stupid shrieking must have been heard by everyone in the building. They sounded like deflating balloons in front of amplifiers.
“Girls, I am going to need you to behave and be quiet if you are going to stay here,” Maggie finally requested of them, like she should have the first time they did their stupid shouts. Why were they even here?
“Sorry,” Yuri and Laurie apologized at the same time.
“We’ll be quiet,” acknowledged Ruth.
Understanding that those kinds of questions would only trouble me and make me want to leave, Maggie moved on.
“Did you have cats growing up? Have you have contact with felines during your lifetime or most recently at camp?”
“No, we’ve never had cats at home,” although I wanted one really badly when I was around nine, even cried to dad. “I have an acquaintance and then an aunt who both have one each. Well, my aunt has like, three of them. I’ve petted them, but that’s it. Oh! There was this once I gave a few leftovers to a stray cat on a park when I was a kid. I did it for like a week, until the cat stopped coming.”
“Do you like cats?”
“I think they’re cute. They’re alright, I guess,” I shrugged. My opinion about them had slightly changed recently now that we could apparently talk; but even my fervent feline admirer’s impression didn’t suffice to change my perception of his whole species as a whole, not yet.
“I remember you weighted ninety-six pounds on your last visit to the clinic. Was that your normal weight?” she dared to bring up.
“No! It’s not! I was ninety-five. I was clothed, remember? You forgot to take off a pound to account for clothing. And yes, ninety-five has… had been my normal weight as of late.”
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>>2242188 “Do you remember your weight growing up?” Maggie looked up from her clipboard.
“No, I don’t,” who the hell did? Maggie returned her eyes to whatever she was writing.
“Do you know the weight of your family members? Their heights? Is your build normal in your family?” she intruded.
“I don’t know their weight,” again, who the hell did? “I’m the shortest in my family, but I’m also the only girl. I guess my dad’s a lot taller than me.”
“Do you have any siblings?” Maggie had the cheek to ask. She looked up again when I wasn’t fast enough to answer her stupid question.
“Y-yeah…” I admitted. “One… brother. He’s taller.”
“Have you noticed anything odd on your brother as of-?”
“No,” I cut Maggie off. “I haven’t because he doesn’t live with us anymore. I don’t deal with him. I have no idea or where he’s been or anything. Next question, please.”
“You don’t like your brother?” Virginia interrupted the interview. “Annoying little shits, aren’t they?” she sympathized. I liked her opinion on male siblings, but still would rather not speak about the topic at all.
“Next question, please,” I insisted before Maggie had the chance to say anything. She took the hint and moved to another topic.
“A-are you also shorter than your mother?” she queried.
“I don’t know. She passed away when I was young. Sorry, it was a long time ago, I can’t answer many questions about her,” I lied, but it had been a lie I had said earlier and I was practiced in it. Maggie also understood that was another fruitless path.
“How about your aunt? The one you said owned cats?”
“She’s my dad’s older sister. She’s also taller than me. I don’t know how much she weights but she isn’t fat. We’ve only visited like, twice. I don’t know much about her either.”
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>>2242189 Next, Maggie spent a lot of time getting the specifics of my diet. I allowed her to know that I watched what I ate, tried to stay away from sweets and had a very normal diet on the healthy side. I may have lied on how strict I was on myself out of vanity. She was more interested on my diet coming to camp, and I guessed it was no trouble to admit my meat-eating habits as of late. I even nonchalantly disclosed that I had eaten cat food, which peeked Maggie’s interest; she asked if my tummy had ached afterwards, or if I had been flatulent as of late. It got awkward when she started asking about feces. I had that conversation with her between whispers and for once no one else was interested to know and allowed to keep my privacy in that way.
“Did you ever notice feline tendencies, behaviors… anything of the sort while growing up or as of late?” Maggie asked her most bizarre question of the whole conversation.
I was about to downright deny it, but for some reason I decided to entertain her train of thought.
“I remember I could meow very convincingly when I was a kid,” I reminisced, looking at the roof over my head. “I fooled a teacher once. I had this cat-ear hoodie when I was twelve; I liked it until I grew out of it, I guess that’s about it.”
No, that wasn’t it. I had actually practiced feline mannerisms in the privacy of my room and even pretended to be a cat in a few games back on my childhood; it was too embarrassing to bring that up. Of course, there was the whole cat dare when Carmen had me steal something from Lillie’s cabin and they taped my hands and put a vibrator to me; I didn’t care about admitting that happened, either.
“Is that all? Don’t you remember anything else?” Maggie suspiciously prompted.
“Not really, why?” I saw no reason to not play dumb.
“How about camp? Cat behaviors when you were at camp?”
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>>2242190 Maggie had locked eye with me, excited. I had a feeling she knew. Maybe she had been asking around? She did insinuate to have been looking for me for a long time.
“Y-yeah…” if I didn’t bring it up, she would. I just knew it.
“Would you care to elaborate?”
For the most part, no one was attentive to Maggie and me anymore. Interest had been mostly lost after Maggie had begged for silence. As Maggie asked for more and more details, and I was coerced to disclose them, I was once again the object to be reviewed in class.
Lying did not come naturally to me with so many people around making me nervous and anxious. One question led to another and before long I had revealed most everything partaking to my misadventure at Lillie’s cottage, including the fact that it had been a dare from a game. I was not allowed to skip any single detail, as Maggie was convinced all of my testimony was important and pressed me unnecessarily hard.
I retold everything I recalled about that night; the dares that preceded, what my friends had said; not a single detail that lead to the situation was spared. Soon, not a single person remained who was not engrossed in my tale. Moreover, I had everyone siding with me before long. Even Maude and Ruth, who I had helped torture thought Lillie and her friends were unredeemable bitches and downright evil for doing that to me. Maggie kept her opinions to herself and was just in charge of making the story progress and make sense, although she was not the only one asking questions.
“So you couldn’t take the vibrator off? At all?” queried Yuri with a grimace.
“No, my hands were taped. I couldn’t do anything; not even walk. I had to crawl the whole way back to the others.”
“Erika should have kicked their asses,” emotively hoped Laurie, air strongly escaping from her nose and she had puffed her cheeks in disapproval.
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>>2242191 “She thought it was only a heavy prank,” I relayed, not that I was particularly disappointed. There were very few people I thought deserved a right trashing and open physical confrontations were never desirable.
Between Maude, Ruth and I; we had tacitly forgiven each other of anything that could have happened in the past; water under the bridge so to speak. Yet, both of those girls put on their scariest face at the mere mention of Erika’s name by Laurie, scaring the young girl. I was the only one allowed to name Erika, and just when it was pertinent to my story.
“That was the night before visiting the clinic. You hadn’t noticed any strange changes even from back then, right?” Maggie was unconcerned and unsurprised by the poor treatment I received. I kind of hoped she would ask me for their names or something and they’d be punished by the staff. I had never been a tattletale, but if someone got it out of me, it couldn’t be helped.
“Right. I was completely normal,” I confirmed.
“And it was two days later that I found testimony of you either always wearing a hat of being observed with your current ears,” Maggie sounded more like a lawyer than a nurse, which I didn’t like. “That was past Friday, correct?”
“Y-yeah…” I had answered plenty of demeaning and shameful inquiries but it was now when it started getting serious. I doubted Maggie would accept my excuses of ‘I don’t want to tell you and it’s better like that’ like Jill did.
Looking around for an escape, I found one quite easily.
“You know? Your phone’s screen has been on all this time, Maggie,” I pointed out; during our talk we had gotten fairly familiar with one another. I was now on a first name basis with the nurse.
It wasn’t a lie. With most of Maggie’s clothes, the marvelous magic plastic rectangle was lit brightly more often than not.
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>>2242192 “Oh! I forgot! I put it on silence!” Maggie fretted, almost tripping by how fast she stood up to run and reach her phone.
a) Maggie is still good to go for the moment. Continue the interview.
b) Maggie is being hurried. She has time to ask Aria about her sexual partners and she has to bounce.
c) Maggie has to leave immediately, barely having any time to dress herself properly.
d) Maggie has to leave immediately, and she’s not leaving without Aria. Dragging around someone half your weight is not that hard.
Maggie promised gowns. Only relevant if the interview ends (can still vote anyway).
1) Maggie keeps her word. Gowns for everyone!
2) Patient gowns are at the clinic. If you want one, head there however you are.
3) There are limited gowns to be given away, which will be cause for conflict.
4) Maggie is unable to give away any of the gowns for one reason or another (mixes differently on previous choice).
//Left it in auto, didn't go through. Capchas are fucking hard.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2242206 B. It'd be a shame to not get that question asked, but Maggie being in a hurry gives a good reason for her to never actually ask 'do you have any idea how you became the werecat?'
If the interview does end this update, little harm in 1, and we all get to leave on a good note.
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>>2242206 B
1 or 2 (lets be nice for once ;)
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>>2242206 “Yes, doctor! Yes, absolutely! I’m sorry, doctor! No, doctor! Yes, yes of course. I will be there in a few minutes!”
From the other side of the phone I could hear the voice of the old doctor. Maggie was soon done talking to him. She was distraught and apologetic on her tone, but as soon as she hung up she turned to me and became apprehensive and pressing.
“I have to go!” she announced, for anyone dumb enough to not have figured it out already. I thought even people who couldn’t hear the both sides of the conversation should have no trouble figuring that one out. “Aria! I have to ask you just a few more questions and we will be done!”
Maggie looked in such a hurry that I had no trouble accepting. I thought they would be easy ‘yes or no’ matters. They weren’t.
“I’m going to need you to remember all of the people you have had sex with during camp,” she demanded. “I’m going to have to record the audio. I’m sorry; I don’t have time to write it down.”
“Err… what?” I half-protested, making a look that I hoped conveyed that I wanted Maggie to retract all of what she had just said.
“Again, sex doesn’t mean penetration. If during any encounter you were in contact with another person’s sexual fluids, it will count as sex for medical purposes. It’s probably nothing to worry about, but if your condition is transmittable, it would be via sex,” she explained, ignoring my angry face of disbelief.
No one else had anything to say about it. Five girls and a young woman stared at me with entitlement, wanting to hear me humiliate myself using my own words.
“I…I-I am really sorry, but that is private information!” I whimpered weakly.
“Aria! Please! I could only interview you like this because it’s a slow day thanks to the rain. I don’t have much time left, please answer the question! I promise discretion!”
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>>2242483 “We do, too!” Maude butted in. Laurie, Ruth, Yuri and Virginia all nodded decisively, but I didn’t believe for a second they would keep it among themselves.
Being pressed for time, Maggie negotiated not only patient gowns for me and Laurie, but for the rest of us. That was playing plain dirty. Being offered with the possibility of clothing themselves, I had a lot of hands sharking and pushing me, so many voices tried to speak at once that it was dizzying just trying to keep it all straight; all that was clear was that they wanted me very badly to answer Maggie.
At first I was adamant in my position, and had already decided that if it meant going back naked, I would not sway; but after Maude called the favor I owed her and Maggie guilt tripped me into saying she was risking her getting reprimanded if she made wait the doctor much longer, I had to concede defeat and speak.
It was thus that I had to tell them all about Erika consoling me when I first noticed my ears growing; and how I orally pleased her while Melanie was watching from the window. Maggie made me go back and then I had to speak about how it made me feel like a woman when Erika masturbated me for a dare in front of my whole cabin.
I had many more encounters with Erika to describe, and even Maude and Ruth wanted to hear more about it, but Maggie thankfully declared that Erika as one of my sexual partners had been already established and that I could move on to someone else.
I spoke about Lisa next; our little sixty-nine session after I woke up the morning she became nympho-Lisa. Maggie didn’t tell me to stop, and the smell of Laurie and Yuri getting a little wet down there just from my words and description of the encounter encouraged me to go further. I spoke about getting repeatedly molested by Lisa throughout the day, and how she performed cunnilingus on me in the movies, a public space, just a few rooms from where we were.
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>>2242484 The annoying banter and high-pitched yelling and excited laughter that followed didn’t even bother me that much. Once I had been sufficiently humiliated in front of the naked girls, I kind of wanted to continue to be a speaker. Maggie then had me move on once more.
The next recording Maggie obtained was about Jill. I wasn’t being strictly chronological, and it was my adoring public which insisted I talked about Jill next. I started telling them about how she inserted a finger on me on our lines to the shower. Our encounter afterwards, there was no need to describe thanks to a recording of Jill talking in luxury about it that already existed and that Maggie had already seen, to my dismay. Next I reminisced on my next session with Jill on the showers; back when Jill had been so thoroughly stimulated by being naked in front of so many people for the whole day after organizing the tennis tournament and I had the luck to be the one to deal with it. I couldn’t help smiling a little when I spoke about the taste of Jill’s little thing; it even got Maude excited, although Ruth was the one who I could tell liked the tale the most.
I had the feeling I had taken unnecessarily long describing that last encounter, but to my surprise Maggie didn’t seem that hurried. She professionally listened to me, nodding and making questions to move the conversation forward while her phone made writing unnecessary. I had to admit to have been driven horny by my own tales, and thus thought exciting instead of worrying that I was giving testimony of my experiences with Jill.
“S-so, you only had… ehem… contact with Erika and Lisa from your roommates; is that correct?” Maggie was still relatively unaffected, but her face had started to flush; I thought she looked lovely like that.
“Oh, Jill is my roommate, too.”
“Is that so? Hmm… I remember reading something different,” Maggie pondered.
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>>2242485 “And there’s this other girl… Medea. She’s also with me and we’ve had… contact,” I revealed even when no one was pressuring me anymore to.
While I kept all of the supernatural details to myself, I was sure to more or less describe the little games I played with Medea and our little escapade completely naked into the wilderness, omitting only how she bit me and extracted my blood. I still could clearly remember her pretty little pussy pushing and rubbing against mine; the gnashes doing as if they were kissing one another. It had been a very enjoyable experience and no one minded listening to me retell it.
“Your cabin sounds awesome. I might swing by sometime,” Ruth joked. Or at least I thought she joked.
“Ruth!” Maude chastised her with a nudge, and a dirty look of disgust.
“Oh, shut up. I don’t care how straight you are; Jill is waaaay too hot to pass,” Ruth rationalized.
“Oh, excuse me, Ruth; did you even have… sexual contact with Jill?” Maggie queried, interested. “If that’s the case, you might indirectly have had contact with Aria, over here. Do you remember when that-?”
“Oh, we’ve already had direct contact,” I interrupted Maggie.
Ruth tried to shush me, but it was to no avail. Having her all embarrassed and coy only encouraged me further to talk about the bonfire party when I stripped her and pleased her. I made it sure to mention my memory was a little blurry since I was the werecat by then – the concept of my loss of consciousness had long been since addressed with Maggie – and it led to the inevitable conclusion of Ruth having to be the one talking about me licking her vagina. It was kind of hot; when no one was looking I rubbed myself a little using my tail.
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>>2242487 “One last thing, and then I’ll let you go,” petitioned Maggie. It had been already around twenty minutes since she had talked to the doctor and she still didn’t look like her time was up. “That… bonfire party. I have been told that something happened at the end of it. Is it true? A-around twenty girls all knelt on a circle and…”
“Oh, the lesbian circle? Yeah, that happened alright,” Yuri confirmed.
I didn’t even need to speak anymore. Everyone in the room except for the adult were very familiarized with the happenings in that party and could narrate it as well or better than I could, which they did. I also had no doubt plenty of footage of it was available.
“Aria, do you think your cat-girl transformation has increased your libido, overall?” Maggie was in her right to ask. I had been admittedly promiscuous; of course she would think that.
Just when I had to accept I would have to be the one to speak again – I liked it when others narrated best – Maggie’s phone rang again. She didn’t even answer it.
“Whoops! Time is finally up! I’m sorry, Aria! I think we can continue this sometime!”
And I thought not, if I could help it.
“What about the patient gowns?” Yuri asked, speaking for all of us.
“Oh! Right! Follow me to the clinic. They’re over there. I will give you one each,” Maggie enthused while the rest of us grimaced.
“W-we have to get to the clinic?” Virginia mused aloud.
“Like this?” I finished her thought.
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>>2242488 All the teenaged girls locked eyes with one another, looking around the room. At the very same time, we all jumped to get the towel Laurie had abandoned on the corner.
a) In order to avoid enmity, no one is to cover in their way to the clinic.
b) Aria snatches the towel, being the fastest.
c) In the end, everyone gets a little something. Magazine scraps, Maggie’s underwear, empty boxes... just a little something.
d) Aria doesn’t get to cover at all, while others do, making it all the more embarrassing for her.
e) They all end up sharing the towel, which proves rather ineffective; there’s not enough cloth for them all.
Who do they find on their way?
1) The experience is unnerving, but the coast is clear.
2) Another movie just finished. There’s a small crowd that get to see a lot of pale butts heading to the clinic.
3) The clinic is almost full because of Maggie’s absence. There are lots of people in line.
4) Only the doctor gets to see the nudists.
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>>2242489 C for sure. Improvised clothing is skimpy and unreliable, which is good, no one has cause for anger, and Maggie gets to return to her clinic in only her skimpy thin dress.
2 sounds good. Doesn't truly interfere but does add to the embarrassment.
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>>2242483 >I need you describe everyone you've had sex with while I record you with my phone >don't worry I'm a medical professional This is so contrived and I love it
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>>2242489 While Maggie was busy sending a text, maybe to announce she was finally on her way, Maude was impertinent but decisive enough to head for the chair where the attractive nurse had left her underwear on. Like they were rightfully hers, Maude wore the bra and panties; Maggie didn’t notice until she lifted her eyes from her phone.
“I’ll give this back on the clinic. Sorry, I don’t have anything to cover with,” Maude negotiated, looking fairly ridiculous.
Maggie was voluptuous and curvy, a thin waist paired with wide hips and enormous tits. Maude wasn’t particularly well endowed, and she was slender. The cups of the brassiere could barely house Maude’s comparatively small mounds appropriately, and even with the rubber band of the underpants, Maude still had to hold them with her own hand or risk it falling off. The underwear was also quite mature and daring-looking. Maude’s situation wasn’t enviable on the slightest, at least not to anyone who wasn’t downright naked.
I was the first to reach the towel, I grabbed it with my mouth and had planned on running away with it, but the cloth was too massive for me to maneuver without using my hands and the rest of the girls easily captured me by pulling at the towel. After a small struggle, Ruth and Yuri won the privilege to wear it. Virginia tried to sneak in but she just wouldn’t fit; Laurie did, however. She snuck underneath the pair under the towel and housed herself within.
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>>2242799 With no time to lose, Virginia and I understood we were now to compete with one another for the remaining scraps. The only other feasible pieces of cover remaining were a few magazine scraps and a box. By fighting among us we mistakenly tore the box apart. The winner of the struggle, sadly, wasn’t me. By virtue of telling me she owned the scraps that I had – allegedly, because Virginia helped – broken, I allowed the redhead with the curly, wild pubes keep what was basically just a screen that barely covered her front, leaving her butt exposed.
The bickering was inevitable. Hardly anyone was content with their position – me least of all – and we soon reached an impasse. It was by then that Maggie allowed Maude to momentarily keep the fancy pair of black underwear, finished buttoning up her white, worryingly thin uniform and unlocked the door to the room.
“Could someone help me carry the box back to the office?” she femininely requested with a coquettish smile, pointing at the one other box in the room; much smaller than the one Virginia and I had torn. “And let’s hurry, girls! Don’t worry, I don’t see anyone nearby.”
I didn’t hear anyone nearby, either; but we would need to pass through the desk of the guy who lent us the room, Bill, and I had nothing to cover myself with. Even Virginia could more or less guard her breasts and downstairs, while I had been left completely bare.
“No one? Please?” none of us had any interest in putting the instruments away and carrying them around. Maggie’s pleading tone did nothing.
Maude had to make sure her underwear didn’t slip; the three girls inside the towel had to struggle to fit and maneuvering carrying something was not an option. Virginia, meanwhile, completely depended on her hands keeping her ‘outfit’ together.
“Aria? Can you help me carry it, please? You can cover with the box,” Maggie shamelessly requested. I didn’t see HER carrying anything.
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>>2242802 It didn’t change she was right. If I held the box to my front, maybe…
“Thank you, you’re such a dear!” Maggie congratulated me, watching the smallest sign of agreeableness pop into my face and considering helping the nurse out of my won convenience.
“Wait! Wait for me!” I demanded, but Maggie had immediately jogged out with everyone else following her the second she had delegated an unfair responsibility to me.
I was left to pick up the instruments and place them back on the box, all by myself.
“EEEEEEEK!” several girly shrieks resonated within the building.
A smile curved on my lips. My only consolation is that the moment they had walked out another movie had finished and the door to the improvised theater opened once again. They could have had a warning if they had used me as a vanguard.
I picked the last of the tools, the scale and lifted with my legs, not my back.
“Uff… h-heavy!” I complained.
My body, as exceptional as it was, was NOT optimized for heavy loads. I struggled to carry the cardboard box filled with clinging metallic, rubber and even glass instruments inside, and did as much as I could to lift it high enough it could cover my chest.
I ran my tail down my butt-crack and up my snatch. Since I didn’t have any pubes – yet, I could have used a shave – that was more or less enough to cover the bare essentials.
“Meow!” I pathetically exclaimed, dropping the heavy box on the ground, unable to transport it any further with my arms, just a few steps out of the conference room. “A little help?” I quietly requested.
The movie-going crowd had not dissipated yet, and the towel-clad trio was having trouble getting past them. Virginia was with her butt to a wall, keeping that bare angle of her always hidden. Maggie and Maude had gone straight ahead; I had heard it so. My understandable petition was ignored.
“You guys are some more victims of Jill’s group, huh?"
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>>2242805 “Are you all three nakey under the towel?”
“Your name is Ruth, right? I was on the cafeteria the day you got ‘pussy to the table’; remember that?”
Miraculously, I had escaped mostly everyone’s attention. While the girls kept the creeps who had come out of the movies otherwise occupied, I took the chance.
Since I couldn’t carry it, I pushed the box, sliding it across the smooth floor.
“Is that Aria?”
“Look, the werecat! She’s naked again!” the again was uncalled for.
Yowling in shame, all I could do was keep my hunched over pose as I kept pushing into the box, propelling it forward as fast as I could, trusting my tail to be able to cover everything even from the look from behind I was giving everyone.
Soon I heard some more embarrassed shrieks behind me and more running steps. Virginia had gone for it, and even with her back uncovered, she had understood it was like ripping off a band aid and continued to run. Yuri, Ruth and Laurie lagged a little behind; but even covered as they were they couldn’t move fast without some fluttering and involuntary exposure.
By the time we had made it to the clinic, we were all blushing furiously and panting, some admirers had been shameless enough to follow us the whole way. Ignoring the alarmed lady at the receptionist table in front of her old computer, I rudely kicked the door and demanded to be let inside.
“Open up! I have your stupid box! Where’s my gown?” I demanded.
“Knocking would do, Aria,” Maggie remarked from the other side, and let us in.
We all hurried inside.
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>>2242814 a) The doctor was in the middle of an embarrassing examination.
b) There won’t be enough gowns for two girls, and choices will have to be made.
c) The old doctor doesn’t let Aria go.
d) Maggie wants to continue her interview and do and run a few more tests.
Style of the gowns:
1) Completely open on the back.
2) Very short, bending over or sitting shows everything.
3) Ties from the front, and comes open for no reason.
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>>2242817 C+D 3. As much as Aria wants to get away from the perverted old doctor, why would we do that? We don't have to repeat the song and dance we did with Maggie, since she can share the info, but no reason to not give the old doctor his turn.
The gowns randomly exposing the wearer's front every so often sounds like fun too.
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A. The doctor is trying to extract an unknown object from Duke’s bum.
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>>2242817 D3 Tfw minus everything all over again
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>>2242919 It's perfectly fine, at least this time around. As long as positive and negatives don't mix, we're good.
The trend I'm noticing is people don't like the doctor, so I'll send the poor old guy away. Whenever the story leads a character to the clinic there will also always be choices to avoid the guy.
Story should be ready in an hour or two.
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>>2242922 >The trend I'm noticing is people don't like the doctor I don't like any of the staff in general. Really think the story should just be about the campers
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>>2242931 Well, that's what's voting for. I've also heard people wanting to express more members of the staff intervening. I will keep both opinions in mind and come up with something.
There are also attractive girls on their early twenties among the "staff", like
Charlotte Granick (cook assistant, 23).
5’8’’, red hair (dyed) curly, green eyes. DD cups.
Second year working at the Summer Camp. Goes swimming to the pool at night. Enjoys Soap Operas. Does most of the cooking at the kitchen. Owns a collection of dildos.
or
Denise Jacobson (cook assistant, 20).
5’5’’, brown curly hair, C cups. Similar features to Megan Jacobson.
Niece of Megan Jacobson. Good cook, but mostly washes dishes and trays. Goes out of her way to avoid the campers since she considers it awkward to meet them. Often pesters Bill Barsar for the WiFi password so she can stream movies. First summer working at the camp.
Erika is 19, so she's not that much younger than these two. Maggie is 24, the pretty secretary Lisa force-kissed is 25.
If you don't even like those, then there's nothing to it. There's 58 girl campers to choose from and that's gotta be enough for the four remaining days.
Story should be ready in less than an hour.
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>>2242934 Yeah don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to insist that you tone down the staffers based on my personal preference or anything. Was just throwing it out there.
And yeah staff that are nearly the same age as the rest of the campers are fine by me. It's really just older people who act old getting involved in camper-shenanigans that turns me off.
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>>2242817 “Why wasn’t anyone in the line to the clinic?” Laurie wondered. “Weren’t you called because the doctor was busy and needed you here?”
I had also noticed the discrepancy, but thought not to point it out. I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. The less people to watch me run around naked, the better.
“Oh, he left me in charge,” Maggie casually revealed. “Because of the bad weather the doctor, such a kind and selfless soul, decided to put his health and risk and go to the camper’s cabins to attend his patients rather than having them risk catching a cold by going outside.”
“So, basically girls who needed to come to the clinic called in they couldn’t attend because they were left naked with absolutely nothing to wear and the doctor ran to meet them instead first chance,” Yuri surmised, skeptical to the old bat’s good intentions.
Laurie, Ruth, Maude, Virginia and I all immediately nodded in agreement. “Mmm!” we strongly voiced in acquiescence, deciding that was what happened. It didn’t escape me than we all knew the old doctor’s… particularities, even Laurie.
It was a little infuriating than the old pervert could have placed his warty hands over someone as young as Laurie with ill intentions. Then again, I apparently looked Laurie’s age and he had no problem placing a thermometer in me where the sun doesn’t shine.
“He had been calling me to ask me how were things at the clinic,” Maggie smiled like a mischievous little girl. “That I haven’t been here will be our little secret, okay?” she winked at us.
“Then why couldn’t we have the interview at the clinic!” I berated the nurse. It could have saved us all a hell of a lot of trouble.
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>>2242940 “I figured it would be packed full of people complaining why was I taking so long with your clinic interview,” Maggie shrugged. “Besides, you were really hard to get ahold of. I ran leaving everything when Bill called me; and this room is a little small for the seven of us, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, I guess it’s a little crowded,” Virginia noted.
“But Aria, good news! There isn’t even anyone waiting in line!” Maggie enthused. Do you mind if we continue the interview?”
“Err…” I was immediately in the defensive, coming up with excuses.
“Yeah, let’s just continue,” Maude pressed me. “You don’t have anywhere you need to be, do you? And we all need hideouts from Jill and the boys.”
Those were two very good points.
“If you ever get hungry, I can have someone bring us some dinner,” Maggie sang, it was a very strong argument.
It wasn’t that easy to convince me, but the pleading never stopped, and after Maggie stepped outside for a second to tell the old woman outside not to let anyone in and the locking of the door, it felt as if the choice had been taken from me.
“Aww, alright!” I threw my arms up in frustration, to widespread cheering. I hated to admit it, but Maggie’s interviews weren’t the worst. I had enjoyed her questions and found her explanations interesting… at some level.
Our attires hadn’t changed all that much. The towel was again left in a corner, Virginia stopped carrying her ridiculous cover and Maude stripped Maggie’s underwear, placing it over the doctor’s desk where it remained.
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>>2242941 Maggie didn’t open back her uniform; sadly, but she still looked amazing. The white cloth was just so thin it was easily to make out her nipples and the darkening of the tones revealing where her blonde pubic hair was locating was still as enticing as if she had been nude. Whenever she turned, it was still very easy to figure the curves of her body, and when she repeatedly bent over to place the instruments from the box I had brought back on their place in the cabinets… meow! That was quite a sight.
“I… uh… you forgot me. Forgot to mention me. I’m also… I had contact with Aria’s sexual fluids,” Laurie hesitated to admit, once we had settled and made ourselves comfortable in the clinic.
“Is that so?” Maggie questioned, at least not sounding judgmental. “Can you tell me about it, Laurie?”
Maggie was sitting on the big chair behind the desk. Laurie and I were on the other side on the two plastic, relatively crappy chairs. Maude had let herself into the restroom while Yuri was currently measuring Virginia’s height and Ruth was curiously flipping through the pages of a medical book with very detailed illustrations.
Ruth chuckled hearing Laurie describe her experience. Yuri and Virginia also paid attention. Laurie talked about our recent temporary Jill-induced insanity at the cafeteria. She had been under the very same towel she had used to walk here. My legs had been spread, and my body had been there right for the taking.
Laurie had been curious, while she had examined herself using a small hand mirror when she was a little younger about the same age she grew pubes, she had never seen another girl’s thing so closely. Since it had already been decided she would have to make contact with it, she rationalized there was no harm in taking a look.
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>>2242942 Without any ill intentions to embarrass me and just out of inquisitiveness, Laurie had spread me and taken a close looks to my insides with admiration. I had been very lubricated and dilated because of what was going on. It wasn’t necessary but maybe because I had done the same when I described my encounters with Jill, but Laurie talked about what it smelled like and tasted like. It was mortifying hearing her speak, but I allowed her to go on uninterrupted.
Laurie wasn’t sure of what to do, so she just started kissing my vulva and seeing as my little clam opened invitingly, just a tiny little bit, she had introduced her tongue inside. Laurie liked my reactions and thought of me as a toy back then. She though herself shielded from the sight of everyone else and closed her eyes and tried to shut down her sense of hearing to enjoy the experience further.
At some point, although Laurie insisted it wasn’t anything particularly sexual, she had gotten very excited and decided to manipulate herself. She used her hands for this purpose, introducing two dexterous and small fingers into her pussy. That very same excitement Laurie felt evidence in her face as she recalled the happenings.
It was impressive that Laurie was cheerful enough to consider funny and even laugh when looking back and telling us how embarrassed she was when she noticed the towel had gotten off and she had been seen masturbating and licking another girl’s crotch in front of so many people.
“I nearly died of shame right there!” she giggled contradictorily. I didn’t quite get her.
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>>2242943 “You should have seen your face!” Ruth accentuated, also starting to laugh.
“Shut up! I know! Oh my God! I felt like ‘Earth, please swallow me!’; it was the worst!” Laurie related still wearing a smile, lifting the mood.
“Sorry to interrupt. Are these the gowns?”
Maude had come out of the bathroom. She had on her arms a few folded, light-green pieces of clothing.
“Oh, yeah! Those are the ones. Each of you may grab one,” Maggie allowed. “Just be careful, okay? They’re a little old. The Velcro straps on the front sometimes… just be careful,” she warned. “I’m sorry, Laurie. Please continue.”
a) Aria is made to have an orgasm… for science!
b) A very sick, young boy wants to make use of the facilities. Maggie has no choice but to let him in. Some of the more confident girls tease the lucky little bastard.
c) Some of the girls leave with their gown, making the place less crowded and more intimate, ripe for more questions and experiments.
d) Maggie is not done examining Aria’s catlike behaviors and weaknesses.
e) Aria escapes the clinic after things escalate too much for her taste.
f) The girls start getting hungry and call for one of the girls who work at the cafeteria.
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>>2242944 B --> C+D.
B sounds delightful and after that we can send the less invested parties away and keep exploring Aria for Maggie.
I'm not opposed to the staff being involved in things (especially not if Jill decides to spend the latter half of the day targeting the clothes of female staff members), as long as they don't truly get in the way of the lewd antics of the camp. If they're not doing that, they can be used well to set up other good situations.
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B as well. No preference for adding other options.
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>>2242944 >>2242948 B into C+D sound great :)
>>2242922 It's just i can't see any possible way he won't make things extremely difficult for everyone, once he gets ahold of aria :/
>>2242941 > ... and Maude stripped Maggie’s underwear, placing it over the doctor’s desk where it remained. She didn't notice till the Doc finds the surprise on his Desk after comming back from the Cabins? ;)
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>>2242944 Laurie was about done. There was not a whole lot more to her tale, since she only explained how we fled the cafeteria, were effectively rescued by Maude’s squad and how we entered the conference room.
Meanwhile, Maude passed the gowns around. Some, like Virginia and I, wore ours immediately. Yuri, Ruth and Laurie weren’t in such a hurry; they looked fairly confident and comfortable in their nudity.
The gown wasn’t exactly cute, but it was functional. As something that was meant to be used without underwear, it was far thicker than what Maggie was wearing and even with its light color it didn’t get transparent. It came tied from the front on two very beaten down Velcro traps; as Maggie had warned us they were very old and puffy, even insecure. The length wasn’t that much of a problem, although it didn’t even make it past half of my thighs. The taller you were the worse it got, and we were all kind of short.
Green just wasn’t my color. I was more of a light blue, black, white and certain tones of brown kind of girl. It was not that I wasn’t happy to finally be able to cover my body with a piece of clothing of my very own, but after what the gown had cost me my expectations were high.
Just when Maggie was asking if someone else had any sexual experience with me – it sounded rather derisive, I felt like kind of a slut – a knock sounded insistently on the door, making all the girls turn to it.
“It’s the doctor!” Virginia assumed.
The girls who hadn’t worn her gowns did so, yelping and full of worry. They were wrong. It had been two pair of different footsteps which had approached, and they didn’t belong to an old man.
“Who is it?” Maggie professionally and politely asked.
“Maggie, there is this boy who needs to see you,” a raspy, old voice answered at the other side of the door.
We all looked nervously among ourselves. “A boy?” we all made certain we were properly covered and even helped check each other.
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>>2243128 “I’m really sorry, Mrs. Fawcett, we’re not seeing anyone right now!” Maggie reasserted what she had already stated. “Can you tell him to drop by later?”
“It looks like an emergency to me,” Mrs. Fawcett, the old secretary, insisted talking like she was Maggie’s boss. “This kid doesn’t look too good. Do your job and check him, okay?” she ordered more than requested.
Next I heard a metallic object entering a corresponding hole and the knob started to turn. The old secretary hadn’t even waited for Maggie to agree and she apparently had the keys to the office. What was the point of locking the door, then?
While none of us was naked anymore, we still found rather unpleasant the idea of being in front of someone of the male gender for the moment. We all ran to hide behind either Maggie or the curtain of the other side of the room, worried. The worry subsided quickly when we saw the camper who apparently felt too bad to come back later.
I knew him; he was the member of the Satanist’s cabin. He was, as far as I knew, the youngest person at camp.
“S-sorry, they said you’re busy, but I don’t feel so good…” he complained with his squeaky, high-pitched voice, sounding unsure and unassertive.
Even I was taller than him… probably… if I counted the ears, which I did. He had a mat of uncared for light brown hair and an infantile face with childish, tiny hands he held against his stomach. He was grimacing and looked in pain. I didn’t care for his stench; he had visited the restrooms recently.
“Ida! I said I was busy right now!” Maggie whined at the old secretary, who ignored all of us, pushed the boy further inside, closed the door and locked behind herself.
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>>2243129 The kid looked so unthreatening that we all came from behind our hideouts. He looked younger than Laurie at least by a year and there was no lust on his face as he eyed our thighs, exposed by the shortness of our gown; rather he was bending over in pain and couldn’t look at us straight.
“What seems to be the problem, Alvin?” Maggie asked despite the kid’s problem being readily apparent to anyone even without my nose so long as they had a pair of functioning eyes.
“I… uh… can we talk in private?” the kid requested, looking mortified to discuss his condition in front of others.
“You got the runs, so what?” Maude mocked him. “Tummy-ache, too?” he ridiculed him.
Alvin just took it, awkwardly trying to look away, backing down to the door. Without his Satanists friends, he had lost his attitude, or maybe it was that he had learned a lesson in humility when I threw a stone at the back of his head… which I kind of regretted now that he looked so defenseless even in front of girls so close to being naked.
“It’s okay, Alvin. Can you take a seat?” Maggie invited him, pointing at the chair Laurie had just vacated.
The boy obeyed, slowly. He looked uncomfortable with our presence and had trouble even looking from his feet. He tried to glance at Maggie, and when he did his eyes found the black underwear that Maude had taken off just lying on the corner of the desk. His eyes went wide-open, and went back to his feet. He lost some color on his face.
We all chuckled besides Maggie, who because of her sitting position was not aware of where her underwear was; a lamp was blocking her sight to that specific corner.
“Hey, kid,” Maude condescendingly called for his attention.
“Y-yeah?”
“Maude!” Laurie bleated.
Maude had lifted part of Laurie’s gown, showing the bare sides of where the hipbones of the skinny girl began. Laurie hurried to slap Maude’s hand.
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>>2243130 “Oh, whoops!” Maude apologized.
Without meaning to, the lower of the straps of Laurie’s gown came undone and opened, showing a hell of a lot more than Maude probably had meant to; Laurie’s small pussy and her untrimmed, but lightly populated pubic hair. She shrieked and ducked to hide behind the desk, giggling nervously.
Alvin, meanwhile, had gone comically pale and his jaw dropped lightly. He stopped holding his stomach, as if his pain had been forgotten.
“Girls, behave. I will be done with Alvin soon,” Maggie sternly reprimanded Maude, although it was very had to take Maggie seriously in that. She didn’t have natural authority or looked like a scary person.
When she spoke, the nurse called Alvin’s attention, who easily noticed what the young woman wasn’t wearing beneath her skimpy dress. The rain had lowered the temperature somewhat and the clinic wasn’t as insulated as the conference room; thus Maggie’s nips were standing in full attention, not to mention their shape and color weren’t that shielded by the thin piece of cloth between them and the outer world. Alvin was getting quite a show, the lucky little bastard.
“Well… if you don’t mind I’ll get going,” Alvin was woken up from his trance by Virginia, who rushed to the door. “You don’t need me for anything else, right?” she turned and looked to Maggie’s face, waiting for confirmation.
“Oh, no! Not really. You’re free to leave at any time!” Maggie stressed, waving her hands, as if she was rejecting an accusation of keeping us here against our will.
“Well, if that’s the case… I think I’m going to bounce, too,” Maude announced, maybe ashamed of what she had done to poor Laurie. “Hey, kid!” she called for Alvin’s attention and then undid the upper strap of her gown to flash the kid her cleavage, laughing at Alvin’s reaction. Maybe she wasn’t sorry for Laurie, after all…
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>>2243131 “J-just take care of the gown, okay? I’m going to need those back at the end of camp, if possible…” Maggie more or less sounded like she feared we would lose them or break them, and she was probably right to do so.
The leaving girls couldn’t lock the door from the other side, so I volunteered to turn the little metal piece at the knob to correct that.
“S-so, Alvin. I’m in a little of a hurry. Do you mind if we jump straight to the problem?” Maggie uselessly talked to the kid; Alvin had lost his voice.
a) Alvin immediately runs to the bathroom, coming out at a very, very inappropriate moment.
b) Alvin gets some pills and leaves. Maggie tests a few things with Aria.
c) The girls begin a war to embarrass one another in front of the boy.
d) Alvin is allowed to be present during the cat behavior experiments that follow.
e) Alvin is rude to Aria and she leaves, heading for her cabin.
f) Even more people leave, making Aria and Maggie remain progressively loner.
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>>2243132 C does indeed sound nice.
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>>2242944 -D -F
>>2242935 This is basically consistent with what I was thinking. I was thinking how to vote in a way that would cause changes in relationship between campers and staffs in general but recent story development doesn't seems to be allow that to be done naturally according to plot flow.
(Seems like the above reply failed to be sent due to problem with 4chan)
>>2243132 -C -F
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>>2243224 Anything that's not on the options you want happening, state so. It's rare for one of the scenarios I propose to absolutely win; it's rather a small mixture of a few coupled with suggestions or expectations of those who type something.
Be it long term or short term, any changes proposed will at least be strongly considered, and it will take some votes of others who want the complete opposite for them to be shut down.
Do you want the staff to become the antagonists? Maybe have more of them involved? I'm not sure to understand what "changes of relationships" could mean.
>>2243272 I see that pop-up every now and then on exhentai under the "exhibitionism" tag.
>>2243132 The argument I was convinced with to stay still held true. The clinic was a good hideout from the outside world. Whatever reason Maude and Virginia had for leaving, I didn’t envy them, although I did wish them the best in order to avoid having their light green patient gowns stolen. If they knew what was good for them they should stay within the offices building.
“Oh, it’s okay. I can do it if you want.”
After Maggie had declared she would do her job lousily, thinking on maybe giving some pills to Alvin and send him on his way, Yuri immediately offered.
“I’ll be your nurse!” she said. “I know how to take the vital signs and everything. I saw you do it on Aria. I will be done before you know it!”
Yuri sounded excited. She only wanted to play doctor, since as far as I understood she had the ambition of being a real one someday; she hadn’t outright said it, just implied it in a few occasions during ‘class’.
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>>2243436 “Yuri… we’re a little busy, here. M-maybe you can come help me some other time?” Maggie had no problem abandoning her responsibilities. The passion she felt for investigating my body superseded everything else as far as she was concerned.
“It will take five minutes; and like you say we have the whole day!” Yuri argued.
I didn’t know about ‘the whole day’. The clock in the wall clearly stated we had already spent a lot of time with Maggie; it was nearing five in the afternoon. How long until the doctor returned, I wondered? He couldn’t stay away forever, and I was not going to stay when he came back.
Without holding back, Yuri had extracted the medical instruments from where Maggie had put them away. Yuri was fare more conscientious than the nurse and ducked instead of bending over when she retrieved anything in an inconveniently low cabinet.
“O-okay, but be careful,” the nurse complied doubtfully.
Maggie was still against it, but the poor woman had not recourse in her repertoire to deal with any of us; she was too nice. I didn’t doubt that with a body like hers a little flutter of the eyes could make any man do whatever she pleased, so at least she had that going for her.
“Aria, you should stop licking your arms,” Maggie pleadingly advised. “It isn’t hygienic.”
“Just a little while longer,” I bargained, continuing to groom. I considered Maggie ravishingly attractive, and even I didn’t feel any need to obey her.
Alvin hadn’t hidden his surprise to be meeting the werecat herself face to face; although he kept quiet about it. Yuri made the little guy extend his arm and place the blood pressure meter around it. This all was just a game for the girl.
“EEEEEK!” Yuri shrieked and jumped back. “L-Laurie…! That’s not okay!”
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>>2243438 While Yuri had been attentive looking at the little meter thinguie, Laurie had sneaked behind her and maybe as indirect payback for having being exposed in front of the boy, she lifted the hem of Yuri’s gown as far up as it went. Alvin in response did a high-pitched infrasound, swallowing air. Yuri covered her body and fixed the strap that had gotten open – they just came off for no reason – and glared ruefully at Laurie.
“Y-you messed up the reading!” Yuri chastised as if that was the important part.
Laurie ran to once again hide behind the desk. She had this cute attitude in where she didn’t even wanted to be in front of Alvin. Yuri placed both fists at her sides on her hips, sternly looking at Laurie go into her hideout. While Yuri was focused on that, Ruth decided to show Alvin what Yuri’s behind looked like, now that he had seen the front.
Yuri shrieked once more, this time she ducked and walked backwards with little, worried steps.
“You, too; Ruth?” Yuri sounded furious.
“Sorry. It’s just… you have so funny reactions!” Ruth justified, condescending Yuri.
I thought the treatment of the slender Asian girl was uncalled for and unfair. Sine Ruth was too busy deriding Yuri, I snuck my tail to her back and lifted the gown, showing Alvin Ruth’s butt without her suspecting anything.
“You’re going to get what’s coming to you,” Yuri growled, approving of what I was doing with a slight nod. Laurie also noticed, she was giggling and covering her mouth in a vain attempt to hide it.
“What’s so funny, you…”Ruth began. “A-Aria!”
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>>2243439 The brunette with the cute butt, currently being supervised by Alvin, got her just desserts. She yelped and also jumped back to her own corner. Maggie nervously sat mute on her seat while the other four of us were careful enough to not give our backs to one another, knowing we all were at risk to be the next victim.
a) Escalating fights (might spark conflicts).
b) Cat testing.
c) Alvin gets out of control, stimulated.
d) Maggie sponge-bathes, shaves and grooms the cat.
e) Maggie finally puts her foot down.
f) Clinic concludes, dares begin (skip to night).
Alvin:
1) Should leave.
2) Should stay.
3) Should get replaced.
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>>2243441 A, this can still go quite a bit further before we need to stop.
3, Alvin was a good audience to start this with but now that the girls are emboldened we can probably switch to someone with more interesting reactions.
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>>2243436 I am wondering would it be possible for campers to "assimilate" at least some staffs
>>2243441 -R vote from me remain effective until tomorrow mid-day
what's roughly the hours now?
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>>2243497 Like if they were new girls? Sure, there's a future arc in which young women would fit nicely.
>>2243441 “H-here, take two of these every eight hours and call me in the morning if anything changes or after three days if symptoms persist!” Maggie grabbed a bottle of pills – she bent over, and was the next to flash Alvin, her thing was so pretty! – from the cabinet; she basically threw the medicine to the boy and urged him away.
“Uh… actually, there’s…” Alvin spoke after a long time. His voice was raspy.
Alvin definitely wanted to add something, but Maggie went as far as to – gently – shove him away. Ruth assisted in that endeavor and I gladly opened the door.
It was the right call to make. Alvin, despite being innocent himself, had sparked conflict between us and getting rid of him as far as possible was the most direct way to avoid any escalating trouble.
“Come on out now, Laurie! Oh, do I have a bone to pick with you!” Yuri sinisterly threatened to the girl behind the desk.
“Um… he saw me too, so we’re even?” Laurie timidly negotiated, nervously peeking out of her hideout.
“Oh, I’ll tell YOU when we’re even!” Yuri angrily stepped towards the desk.
“Girls! Girls! No more fighting, please! This is not the place!” Maggie got in between them. “L-Laurie, please apologize to Yuri. What you did was not right. You know that.”
“S-sorry…” Laurie easily went.
“Yuri, I’m sure Alvin wasn’t even paying attention. Would you forgive Laurie? She’s sorry for what she did,” Maggie was doing her best to reconcile them both.
“Hmph! Fine,” Yuri didn’t think this was over but was willing to compromise for the time being.
“A-and Aria, dear. You have to stop doing that!” Maggie then turned to me. What did I do?
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>>2243834 “Yeah… you’re creeping me out,” Ruth joined in bashing me.
I was sitting; my butt was in contact with the cold tiles of the floor. My right leg was raised in an almost perfect right angle while I was busy grooming with my tongue from where my thigh began to my knee.
“I’m cleaning myself!” I pointed out something that should have been obvious. I had even been considerate enough to turn my back on them as to not flash anyone my nasties.
*
“You win! You win! I’ll stop! I’ll never do it again!”
Between meows, bellows and protests, I was being dragged mercilessly. Maggie was holding my right side, Ruth had the left. While everyone else was dressed, I had been stripped naked.
“The water is warm, Aria!” Laurie said to ease me.
I could see he steam coming out, I knew that; and that was not the point. I yowled in misery once more. I was being taken against my will against an iron wash tub half filled with water. “You don’t have to do this!” I begged.
“Stop being difficult!” Ruth ordered.
No! I yowled again. Laurie laughed.
“Are you torturing a cat in there?” Mrs. Fawcett indignantly pondered on the other side of the door.
“They aaaaare!” I cried.
It had been decided that I was going to get a bath. I wasn’t the only one that needed it, since only Laurie and Maggie between us had already showered. The rest of us had either woken up late, were too busy dealing with Jill, or faced both circumstances.
“Aria, you’re not a cat. You’re a young lady. Act as such!” Maggie reprimanded me. “Everything’s fine, Mrs. Fawcett!” she then yelled.
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>>2243835 Maggie and her minions were well aware of everything that had happened to me since yesterday evening. They all agreed I was filthy, had a layer of grime around me; and Maggie figured that was what prompted my instinct to groom my own body; which she thought would end up making me sick. There were several leaps of logic in her argument and how she decided the solution was to bathe me was moronic at best.
“Ahh! Aria, easy on the nails!” Ruth begged me at the same time she was slowly lowering me.
My body had finally made contact with the water, I hated it. They put me down in the tub.
“Stop splashing us with the tail,” Yuri scolded me, covering with her hands.
“It moves on its own!” they wouldn’t understand, so I didn’t elaborate.
“Don’t let her jump out!” Maggie advised.
“Noo!” I complained, behind held forcefully in inhuman and unnecessary torture.
After a while, even I had to admit it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. The water was comfortably warm, although I still wasn’t happy about it. I just sat there in the tub, resigned. Maggie was using a sponge, repeatedly wetting it and rubbing it all over my body.
“Now, that wasn’t so bad, was it? We’re almost done!” Maggie cooed me like I was a babe. Being a little embarrassed about my behavior, I knew I kind of deserved it.
“Aria, I’m going to wash your ears, okay?” Ruth warned me before laying her hands on me. “Just the outside.”
“When I was washing her legs, I noticed they were a little coarse. Do we shave her? I mean, we’re already here,” Laurie suggested, shrugging.
“The razors are on the second drawer to the left,” Maggie answered without thinking, just tacitly allowing people to do as they pleased with me. “They’re sharp, be careful.”
“My nails are sharp, you should be careful,” I bitterly implied a threat I had no plans of following through.
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>>2243836 The razors Maggie had were different to what I had seen. They were these rectangular metal thinguies with a hole in the middle; one had to hold them carefully to not get cut. Ruth commented on how incredibly sharp they were. Three people shaved my legs and armpits in no time at all. They had some exfoliant cream and although it was cold it had an interesting scent I didn’t dislike.
“L-Laurie… that’s!” I didn’t resist and just accepted when Laurie started shaving between my legs. When Maggie noticed what Laurie was doing she actually sounded surprised.
“What? I’m being careful,” was all Laurie had to say, and then figured what Maggie’s surprise was about. “I licked it before, so of course I get to touch it,” she was right. “A-and you were touching it all over not long ago, spreading it and everything,” right again.
“We ask for permission before touching private parts!” Maggie lectured.
“Aria, can I touch your boobs?” Laurie joked. She was pretty sure Maggie was fretting over nothing; I had given implicit access since I hadn’t protested in a while.
“Go for it,” I allowed.
“Honk! Honk!”
“Is it me, or are the uh… little hairs. I think they’re white,” Ruth worried.
It was hard seeing it, they got fairly transparent against the water and they were very small. Neither Maggie nor Laurie looked shocked by the news. Ruth was the last to notice, apparently.
“Aria, can you step out? I think we’re done,” Maggie requested. “We just need the douche.”
“What douche?” I asked, alarmed. “Where does it go?”
a) Nude cast behavioral testing.
b) Nude cat escape.
c) Bathe Yuri and Ruth next.
d) Aria is given an orgasm… for science!
e) Another sick camper arrives, this time a girl.
f) Fat cat is out of the window, Aria reveals her abilities.
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>>2243837 Just A for now, I think.
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>>2243837 Correction. It has been a while last time the options didn't get proof-read.
a) Nude behavioral cat testing.
f) The male fat cat is outside the windows. Aria reveals her animal-speaking abilities (clarification).
Sorry about that.
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>>2243837 The douche went into a bad place.
The experience was humiliating and very demeaning. No more needed to be said.
“Is your urge to lick yourself gone?” Maggie asked, very interested.
The bathroom at the clinic wasn’t very big, and I had kind of made a mess out of it with my initial struggles. I had been dried and led back to the main room, remaining nude and only protected by a locked door that could still be opened at any moment. I still had ample warning before that happened, since the secretary wasn’t fast or silent; it didn’t make it not be very mortifying.
“Y-yeah, mostly,” I answered Maggie’s question. “When do I get my clothes back?” and formulated one of my very own.
“After a few more tests we skipped because we thought we were short on time. You don’t mind, do you?” Maggie prattled on, hopeful.
I expressed very clearly on my face that I did mind. “What kinds of tests? Are you… touching my body again?” it wasn’t that I was against it, but I needed at least a warning.
“You said you were most likely starting your period next Thursday, did I get that correctly?” Maggie didn’t even answer me and was still asking uncomfortable stuff. Laurie, Ruth and Yuri were still very much present and very much listening. Oh, and dressed unlike me, if a little damp because of me.
“Yeah. The day after tomorrow. What of it?” it was not as it was a secret or anything; we had had more than one lengthy conversation about my bodily functions. It wasn’t exact science, but I was pretty regular. I would honestly be surprised if I skipped so much as a day.
“Could you come see me, then? After it starts? I promise you will not regret it,” Maggie said a tone that could be easily misinterpreted, yet anyone know her would figure out that was not hear meaning.
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>>2244449 “No promises,” I bluntly stated. My experience hadn’t honestly been the best and I had a few comments on how to improve campers’ clinic experience; for instance no baths and no douches.
“You said you couldn’t help chasing, or at least paying attention to small, fast-moving objects, do you remember?” Maggie was switching topics much faster than usual. Was she going somewhere?
“She chased the laser like a kitty,” Laurie giggled, starting a chain reaction. “She also went after the stress ball.”
“I am going to run a few tests, okay? Just… try to hold back on chasing something I will show you,” Maggie slowly enunciated to make sure I understood. If I had my gown on, I would have been liable to walk away that moment.
*
“String test: fail,” Maggie robotically recited what she was writing on her clipboard.
“S-sorry…”
It wasn’t as if I had been reprimanded or anything, but Maggie kept saying “fail” after each of the tests she was running and it was making me feel bad.
The first test was the laser pointer; we all already knew I would chase it. I just had to; it was shiny and small and it moved like it was delicious. The second test was the ball; I didn’t chase that one, but Maggie kept telling me to not even look at it as she repeatedly threw it around and I couldn’t help it. I heard the sound of the rubber thing touch the floor and it was a necessity to turn my ears and eyes to where it fell. It took me several tries to be able to ‘ignore’ it, although Maggie pointed out my ears kept turning to the source of the sound uncontrollably.
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>>2244450 The most recent test had been the string. Just as Erika had soon discovered, I wasn’t able to help myself then, either. The movement of something thin and wiggling and active just had something enticing about it. I needed to have it on my paws. Even when Maggie promised me one a treat if I could stop following it, I couldn’t stop. I even made a mess out of the doctor’s desk and I felt very sorry for that, too.
“It’s okay, Aria. Here,” despite failing, Maggie still handed me the cookie she had promised if I could resist.
“B-but… I didn’t do it right. I failed,” I protested, but still bit at it when it was still on Maggie’s hand.
“This isn’t an exam for a grade. Be natural! Be yourself, it’s fine,” Maggie reassured me. “Now, girls; I’m going to need some help. Yuri, Ruth; can you hold Aria down for me?”
The next test was bizarre. It was once more the red dot test, but with Yuri and Ruth holding me back so I couldn’t move. I was once again instructed to resist the impulse to chase it, and I promised myself that for once I would do. I didn’t, but it was nice to think I could for a hot minute. Yuri and Ruth still had no problem holding me to my seat.
“Can you let me go…? I kind of… I want to… can you let me go?” I requested, getting a negative answer each time. Even Laurie was helping when she wasn’t needed; the girls had a chocolate cookie riding on the exercise.
While I couldn’t chase the laser dot, at least they couldn’t’ stop me from looking at it. My mouth did this very weird thing. I went “Ke, ke, ke, ke, ke,” to express my frustration of being unable to go after my objective; I had done it before, it was called a chatter and apparently I did that when I was unable to get something that I wanted to get because it was out of my reach, which made perfect sense to me.
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>>2244451 “Aria, can you come to the bed?” was Maggie’s next instruction.
I leapt to the clinic bed, even jumping the curtain, just because I could. Laurie and Yuri expressed their amazement at my feat. Maggie had me be in all fours while she scratched different parts of my body.
“Your strongest reactions are behind the ears and under your chin,” Maggie wrote down, telling me something I knew already. “Oh, nevermind,” she said after a few minutes. “Your strongest reaction is under your low lumbar area. Aria, I’m going to scratch you there again and need you to try and not lift your posterior.”
“Nope. That’s not happening,” I testified. She might as well be asking me to spit fire.
“And you say you’re unable to control what happens to your tongue?”
“That’s right, it’s not up to me,” I responded, my tongue going in and out and making me sound a little like I was underwater and making my point for me.
“Can you stop the purring?”
“Nope, but it goes away on its own.”
“Interesting. Can you start purring whenever you want?”
“You know? I have never tried that.”
We waited until my motors died down, which was a shame. Out of even the interview when it got interesting and exciting, the scratching test I liked best. It got a little crazy when I couldn’t stop biting any hand that made it near my belly or pulled my tail, but Maggie assured me she didn’t hold a grudge and that she wasn’t hurt.
It turned out I could start purring; the sound was at my command! I could begin whenever I wanted to. I couldn’t stop it, but getting startled or something stealing my attention stopped it for me. So many things did that it was basically voluntary; I could even evocate a few memories that helped me stop it. I didn’t care to discuss such memories.
*
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>>2244453 “You say you have trouble walking on the full soles of your feet? Can you define what you feel?” the testings went on, and Maggie was diligent. It never got boring, not to me and not to Laurie, Ruth or Yuri.
“It’s like… I lose my equilibrium. Like what we did with the tail. I need both to, walk right? I guess? I can still do it, walk with no tail and on my soles; it feels weird, though,” it was hard to me to put it into words but Maggie was patient.
a) MORE cat testing. Maggie wants to know everything about Aria.
b) Cookies are nice and everything, but what about some grub? Call the young cook.
c) It isn’t hard to convince Yuri to “perform” with Aria.
d) Aria uses gold to lead Maggie to the cabins with her friends.
e) Tests finish, Aria returns to cabin (skip to night).
f) Spice up the story. Introduce one of the Gamechangers (warning, they have the name for a reason).
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>>2244454 G, Jill finally tracks down Aria. Little point in turning her into a Panty Raider if we don't see what that entails.
I'll... need some time to consider F. Should I assume that we'll get another chance to vote on it before the dares start tonight?
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>>2244466 You'll be able to vote on them for the remainder of the story. A few of them are going to happen regardless.
Jill was currently sleeping, since she didn't even get 3 hours of rest after a very crazy day and night but she can wake up if she gets some inspiration.
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>>2244467 Hmm, going by that it's not likely Jill's got anything planned until the end of the day, so if we want to follow up on that then it'd be better to go E.
Switching my vote to E, and I'll address the Gamechanger question once we figure out what happens to all the clothing Jill gathered.
sidreN
>>2244454 (A+B) or C or E
not quite sure what gold youre speaking of in D (Crazy idea would be letting maggie join the next night) if so, scrap all above and D
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>>2244454 E We'll see about those Gamechangers later, inb4 Duke Act 2: Electric Boogaloo
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>>2244482 I was being vague on purpose, although I've given a few clues; although long ago. Sure, Maggie can be in The Game if you want her.
>>2244454 I answered some more questions, got plenty of parts of my body measured, had a long and hard discussion with Maggie about why I didn’t want her to cut my nails of either my feet or my hands and had a few vitals retaken after Maggie had made me do a few jumping Jacks.
There was no bathtub or shower, but the girls who needed to clean themselves did so using the metal tub anyway. Maggie, as advertised, called the cook and had her actually prepare a meal for each of us which were delivered hot by a very kind young woman. We also had to deal with two more ‘emergencies’ and had Maggie attend people while we decided to just hide in the bathroom to avoid any conflict or temptation to flash the body of one of us to the patients.
The rain never subsided. It went on and on. Maggie had long asked me about the hour at which I usually lost control and became the werecat, wanting me to remain at the clinic until then so she could witness the change first-hand. I had been looking for an excuse to get away from her so I didn’t have to try my luck with my awful acting skills and it came in the form of the old doctor. When I could smell him coming – his scent was even more noticeable than his steps; old people SMELL –, I informed it so to the girl and we all agreed it was time to run away.
Maggie pleaded, negotiated and otherwise even tried to use her authority as a member of the camp staff for the first time yet nothing worked. Ruth, Yuri, Laurie and I bolted away and rudely passed the old doctor on the hallway without even greeting him. Laurie shrieked because her robe had come undone as she ran but otherwise faced no incidents.
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>>2244774 The soaked sheets and some other stuff we had left abandoned at the conference room, the guy named Bill informed us, were already retrieved by Maude and Virginia. Bill also told me I should return sometime tomorrow when I had time, since he had ‘important stuff to discuss with me’, in his own words. I was uninterested.
Out of some sense of solidarity, I didn’t run ahead of the group when we left the office. We all faced the cold rain together, our foot completely bare, and our only clothing gowns that came undone several times during our jog to the cabins. We separated once we made it to our destination; we all wished each other good luck, and for some reason Laurie kissed me goodbye.
After knocking on the door, I was received by Lisa, who had been actually worried and wondered where I was. The first thing I did was apologize for not bringing them the food they had been no doubt expecting. I was explained that at some point Jill had returned, brought back Carmen’s umbrella – that I had inconsiderately left at the cafeteria –, taken over my role as the one to bring food to the girls since she said she had promised something to me, and left word before leaving that she was looking for me. Contacting me had been hard because I had left my phone. I was immediately asked about my day and found no reason to not tell them of my misadventures.
Erika and Lisa had had a boring and uninteresting day of lazing around and sleeping off their hangovers. They hadn’t stepped foot outside the cabin for the whole day. Carmen and Medea had braved the elements and their nudity to make a quick trip to the showers and wash themselves; the place was not empty and the experience sounded very embarrassing as a whole when they told me. They returned to the cabins at different times.
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>>2244776 Other than that, mostly everyone was hungry because they didn’t quite dare to go to the cafeteria without any clothes, not even Erika did, and Jill hadn’t brought quite enough to eat. I was about to go out and bring them something myself when Lisa decided she wanted to move her legs some, took with her my gown, Carmen’s umbrella and headed outside. She made a very quick trip and everyone could finally fill their bellies. While I wasn’t hungry thanks to Maggie, Lisa was kind enough to bring me some milk, but not kind enough to return my clothes.
“B-but it’s mine! A-and all I had to do to get it!” I wailed.
Nothing of it mattered to Lisa.
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NIGHT 9
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I took the chance to have a conversation with Medea. Tonight was a full moon, and Medea wanted to take the chance to brew the potion. She had said it wouldn’t take long and that she had already prepared everything outside despite the awful weather. Her plans were to go outside between midnight and one in the morning, quickly do her thing and return to The Game – assuming we didn’t finish by then –; she informed me in case she needed the help. Medea was sure to be able to garner enough of whatever the hell she needed before midnight.
Medea also handed me something that I had been meaning to ask of her; it was a little small vial with a black liquid that she warned me tasted absolutely awful. It was a potion that would make my hair jet black for months, so I didn’t need to worry about the white ends growing and becoming more noticeable. Medea advised me to drink it in private and I stored it away securely.
“Hey! Look who’s back!” Jill burst through the door like she owned the place. She was still naked. “We’re playing or what?”
“Are you going to talk about you dare now? I’m not waiting anymore!” Carmen was the first to demand answers, no doubt angry.
“It is a very long story,” Jill dodged.
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>>2244777 “We got time,” Lisa backed Carmen up. While Lisa didn’t seem too worried after she first woke up, it had since dawned on her the risk of remaining naked for the whole camp and she didn’t like it one bit – never mind she had stolen and was still wearing my gown.
“Oh, alright. It’s a good story, anyway. Oh, and say hello to a little guest I brought to play!” a girl stepped through the door, behind Jill.
a) Natty Simmons. Huge jugs. One of Jill’s girls.
b) Lise Cunniffe. Very loyal to Jill.
c) Melanie. The short brunette with a hidden fetish.
d) Leslie. She’s still wearing the swimsuit.
e) Bertha Maguire. Jill’s third in command. You don’t know her; for people who want “a new girl”.
f) Jackie Nasset. Helped Aria with Maude back at the cafeteria, but stayed behind.
g) Valentine Borzi. Once stripped before Aria giving her the courage to take off her clothes in front of Stone. Very attractive.
h) Tammy Beverly. One of the mean girls who is warming up to Aria, or more specifically “the werecat”.
i) Peggy Fulk. Sister of the girl who got humiliated by Medea’s curse.
j) Tonya Cauble. Jill’s new slave.
k) Lauren Hayman. Laurie.
l) Margaret Muller. The camp nurse.
That’s just some examples. You can pick literally any girl you want other than Kathy (she will not join until she completes her penalty) for the seventh member.
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>>2244778 >>2244832 or K
(intentionally no Picture, no idea if this counts as subversion of voting-rules. If so just ignore this)
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>>2244778 C or L. I've been hoping to invite Melanie for a while now, but bringing Maggie today works too. Not Laurie because I think she needs another day of exhibitionism before her plot arc is ready for this.
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>>2244833 Nah; it's cool. I'll clarify:
1+ Vote: choose your option. Customize it as you want; combine any scenario, ask for anything.
1+ Image: 1 extra vote. You can have as many images as you want but in the spirit of fairness that's only +1.
1+ extra: Some people get extra votes having nothing to do with images, like voting after the part is already done (making their vote worthless and thus it gets refunded).
Max you can get for now is 3 votes, but in any case there are no worries. We've been getting a lack of images as of late, actually.
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>>2244778 -L doesn't seems like right time/person/opportunity to get to what's desired
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While Maggie and Laurie tied; Laurie didn't have any negative votes so she wins.
>>2244778 Laurie entered into the room when she was done swiping as much water from her umbrella as she could in our porch. She still was wearing her short, light-green robe given to her by Maggie, which was impressive considering who had escorted the girl here.
“Hey, Aria! If you’re still Aria. Or are you the werecat now?” greeted Laurie, sounding hyped and content.
“Honestly, I just woke up after a really long nap and was short on time. She’s basically the first I found who took me up in the offer. I was afraid I was going to be late,” Jill shrugged.
“You ARE late,” Carmen chastised. Was she? It was almost eight o’clock; it sounded like a good hour to start to me.
“But not as late as I could be!” Jill innocently smiled. “Anyway, this is Laurie. Say hi, Laurie!”
“H-hi! I’m Laurie, I’m Aria’s friend!” she gave herself that title, although I guessed she deserved it by now. “I uh, this is like a game-night, right? J-Jill told me…”
When I had relayed my friends about the day I had already familiarized them with everything about Laurie, including a rather shameless and objectifying description of how I ranked her in attractiveness which I hoped Laurie would never find out about. Not that it was the point, but she scored fairly high.
“Does she even know what she’s getting into? I don’t want Daisy all over again,” Erika interrupted. If she felt bad for Daisy’s difficulty on completing what was asked of her or just plain annoyed at how hard it was to convince the tall blonde to make her dares, Erika kept inside.
“Oh, don’t worry. Laurie is a very obedient and good girl,” Jill praised her.
“That is not what I asked,” Erika shook her head in pity; already figuring out Laurie was in for a surprise.
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>>2245028 Before Jill could take her turn, a few things needed to be discussed. Jill was still unwilling to reveal either where she had hidden all the clothes or what she had planned doing with them; the more she disclosed was that she had something big for tomorrow. Jill sounded cheerful and excited about it, so it couldn’t be anything good.
Jill summarized her day quickly to us, and it wasn’t that different from what I had already figured out. She woke up early, grabbed all of our clothes except for Medea’s, called some of her most loyal minions and used them to threaten girls into submission. When Jill figured she had the numbers and after making a few preparations – like her homemade smoke grenades which actually were devised by Medea –, she started attacking one cabin after the other.
The rain had given more than appropriate cover to Jill’s campaign. Girl cabins were cut off from one another and it was easy for The Panty Raiders to pick off disorganized and small groups and take their clothing away. It was not until the bitter end of the war when an opposition was more or less organized against the beautiful redhead and I was first-row witness on how that turned out.
Jill reveled that she had actually given some clothes away already. A selection of exceptional soldiers who followed Jill faithfully from the beginning and a few other exceptions like deals, negotiations and promises were handed a modest amount of drapes to cover themselves with. Jill also assured us that out of our the few remaining pieces of clothing of the people in the coven, very few of our clothes had been discarded or destroyed and we would probably have a chance to recover them if everything went well.
I felt the need to justify Jill about my absence on her army, since I had promised to be a Panty Raider, after all. Jill understood my story and forgave me.
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>>2245029 “Oh, don’t worry. The Panty Raiders will have plenty to do tomorrow. I’ll be expecting you to perform your duties, private!” Jill made a mocking military salute. “I’m not going to go easy on you again, either.”
The last problem that remained poor Laurie what she had signed in for. Laurie was astonished by how much of the camp’s latest chaos had been orchestrated by our little group and our little dares. From the girl fights at the cafeteria, to a significant amount of the first filtered nudes in the camp’s online groups; to the normalization of nudity to Jill’s insane games and events, Laurie looked like she had trouble taking it all in.
It wasn’t all, either. Laurie hadn’t even been revealed that Medea was the ghost that had made everyone think for a hot minute Dan had been murdered; or that the werecat stuff was mostly fake.
a) And she will be continue to be ignorant of it until the last possible moment.
b) And it is fair she finds out if she’s going to be part of the game.
I had to acknowledge Jill had completed her dare with flying colors. Never would I have dreamed how effective she was at her mission; for as angry as some of us were at her for getting rid of the last vestiges of our clothing, there was no denying Jill was impressive and then some. She had earned her right to take the first turn of the night.
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>>2245030 1) Loser will be a member of the Panty Raiders tomorrow, making her part of Jill’s events. Jill can only ask this once.
2) Loser will baptize The Game with the first orgasm of the night.
3) Aria’s tried and trusted dare of being a cat throughout the night. If chosen with A, the dare will be given in secret so Laurie doesn’t find out what’s up.
4) With Lisa as the loser, she’s tasked with removing her gown and Laurie’s; so everyone starts in an even playing field.
//Last slow dare of the night. You can vote for a girl or random. Jill is the kind to even issue the dare beforehand so she has a chance to lose. You can always suggest your own dares, call for the ending of the rain or invoke the choice of a Gamechanger. Gamechangers are however, recommended whenever The Game is not taking place.
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>>2245031 A 1 Medea, even if Medea managed to stop Jill from taking her clothes, Jill can get her back by roping her into Jill's plans.
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>>2245040 This is a great idea
>>2245030 >>2245031 A 1 Medea
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>>2245030 A
>>2245031 1 Medea
Define "tomorrow" as start from 00:00
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>>2245076 Tomorrow is after The Game ends, the girls (maybe not all) go to sleep, and they wake up in the morning.
Yes, technically "tomorrow" is just a little over 4 hours away, but they mean "the next day"; which will not begin in around 11-12 hours.
Morrow is synonym with morning, after all.
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>>2245077 ah I mean I am voting such a custom option
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>>2245079 Oh, okay. Sure. Sorry. We're over the bump limit so more posts are mostly no problem.
While touching in that subject, there will be a new thread in one or two days. We're already at page 8.
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>>2245031 “It’s already night, isn’t it? How come then…?” Laurie had already brought up the point about me being the werecat and she had been left unanswered because Carmen was in such a hurry to ask far more important matters to Jill.
“It’s more or less random when she turns,” Erika interrupted Laurie again.
The first one to support the story without even consulting me – I was of the idea it was probably better for Laurie to know the truth as any other player of The Game – was Jill. Even Lisa soon joined suit. They inconsiderately established once again the myth. They were just messing with the new girl, I had my doubts there was any other purpose.
I decided to leave it alone. Laurie would find out when she found out and that was the end of it.
After explaining all the rules to our most recent member and she had reluctantly agreed to join us despite of everything it entailed – mostly thanks to the power Jill seemed to have over poor Laurie –, we sat down to take the first turn of the night.
“This will be a warm-up round. It’s just so Laurie gets the bearing of things, we’ll take it easy,” Jill announced.
We sat all in our already set and defined positions, Jill took her turn and the loser ended up being Medea.
“Now I get to dare her, and she has to do whatever I tell her to,” Jill explained. “There’s this other rule that if the dare is malicious in some way I do it instead; but that only’s ever happened once. Just be reasonable and there will be no worries; and don’t become enemies with anyone, okay? This is a game and we’re doing it for fun. Getting into conflicts won’t take us anywhere,” Jill was probably still displeased with Kathy’s performance last time.
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>>2245106 “Yeah, yeah. She can learn hands on. What’s your dare?” Carmen pressured Jill. Carmen was still unhappy with the redhead overall.
“Oh, it’s a really simple one. Medea: I dare you to join the Panty Raiders starting tomorrow,” Jill quickly added.
“Could you specify the conditions?” Medea cautiously requested.
Medea was to be Jill’s subordinate. She could still disobey orders and question her superiors and a bunch of other nonsense Jill had probably come up with in the spot just to sound like Medea was not a slave... while still being kind of a slave. The most important parts was that Medea couldn’t wear clothes other than a pair of panties as a mask and that she was to obey all of Jill’s orders. Jill once again reminded us she had something planned for tomorrow and told Medea she would be part of it.
“It’s not that we’re lacking on numbers, but we could use a few more helping hands. You’re very resourceful, I’m going to make you a general or something,” Jill mentioned.
“So that’s your dare? She does nothing until tomorrow?” I ventured to ask. It sounded more like a day dare best given when we were about to go to sleep.
“When does tomorrow start? Am I to assume my servitude shall start at midnight?” my commentary ended up mostly ignored being buried by Medea’s genuine concern.
“Yeah… sure. I guess it starts at midnight and ends until I dismiss the Panty Raiders or the next Game starts. But don’t worry; I’m going to let you sleep unless something comes out. I need the sun to be up before the Panty Raiders start their operations anyway.”
“Oh! About the sun…” Lisa butted in, worried.
“Yeah, I know,” reassured her Jill. “Even if naked, she can bring her parasol around, okay? That is if this fucking rain ever stops.”
“Tell me about it,” inputted Laurie. “I think I’m going to catch a cold.”
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>>2245107 “Don’t you dare, soldier! I have plans for you tomorrow as well!” Jill warned. “If you’re cold you can hug Aria. She’s our radiator.”
“And she’s mine,” possessively and threateningly added Lisa.
“So that’s it; that was our first turn?” Erika queried. It was a little disappointed, I had already tried to make the point.
“Yeah, I guess it was,” Jill shrugged. “I did say we were just warming up. I’ll let Medea begin this in truth.”
“Don’t let us down, shorty,” Erika trustfully looked at Medea.
a) Loser is to get herself fully clothed somehow. Medea suggests the boy side of camp.
b) Poker against Dan. Losing a hand means listening to the boy’s requests. If the loser starts naked it gets worse for her.
c) Aria becomes the werecat for the night to keep the charade going.
d) Loser goes to the office building and pleases herself in the movie room. Some people should still be in there.
e) Loser simply dines naked. Cafeteria should still be open.
There was also the bottle Medea gave to Aria. What is Aria planning to do with it?
1) Use it later on the night, and ask then. Not now.
2) Save it for tomorrow when she can be sure to be alone.
3) Ask for a bathroom break and drink it then.
4) Aria somehow loses the bottle and is too embarrassed to ask for another one.
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>>2245108 B (Lisa or Carmen) or C. We'll want Aria to go werecat sooner rather than later, but it's been a while since we've seen Dan, so dropping by for a visit is good too.
2, no need to rush.
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>>2245108 D 4
I like the white hair thing
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>>2245108 -C Erica/Carmen/Lisa
4 just because it could mean someone is in for a terrible surprise xD
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>>2245115 ...And then a followup sidequest to fix the changes without anyone figuring out that they're behind it, with some sort of unforseen side-effect at the end of it all?
I like the way this could shape up, switching to B4.
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It's Sunday, only 5 votes needed.
>>2245108 Shorty indeed didn’t let Erika down. While the dare that had been given to Medea could have terrible ramifications, I still though it was a little uncalled for to begin the night with something so extreme.
The loser was Lisa. The dare was to go to the movies and to masturbate.
It sounded simple, and yet it was terrifying. The movies were completely male territory right now. With the clothe-stealing business, I had it in good authority no girls dared to go to a dark, enclosed space with a bunch of guys; not only did it sound like it made sense, when I was at the offices and had been inconvenienced by males leaving the room I hadn’t seen, heard or smelled a single female; because of this Lisa would stick out the moment she entered.
“I’m not going to be the witness if I don’t get anything to wear,” I warned.
It was not that I blamed Lisa for wanting to keep my painstakingly obtained gown – she was going to need it – but it was usual business for me to be the scout and wanted none of that without proper covering.
“Yeah, not to mention we should keep you out of the moonlight. It’s a full moon outside! You could transform!” Laurie blurted full of ignorance and dread.
“Wow… this is the hardest one I’ve gotten yet. Y-you’re really letting me have it, Medea,” Lisa stated. “I’m… supposed to finish, right? But if I finish soon I also get to come back soon, right?”
“Oh; no, no, no! You don’t get to fake an orgasm and just rush back,” Erika immediately smelled foul play. I didn’t; personally I just figured Lisa had a plan to give herself a lot of pleasure as fast as she could. “Let’s say… ten minutes. You have to butter that blonde muffin for ten minutes before you come back.”
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>>2245244 It was odd having Erika putting conditions, but Medea accepted them because of the support the suggestion immediately got. Since the dare was liable to get out of control, there would be three witnesses which would also function as support in case the boys went crazy. It would be Medea, who was the dare-giver and the only girl I knew who had a functioning, if small, wardrobe; Laurie who was dressed with a gown and was reluctant to lend it to anyone else; and me, covered with a lent and very cute sundress that I had been instructed to give back once Lisa’s turn was done.
I wasn’t even that bad of a choice, I had demonstrated I could carve a way by menacingly scratching at the air and was one of the few who could fit into Medea’s dresses. The sundress I was wearing was gray, and I needed assistance in putting in on since it needed to be tied from behind. It was a little looser than other things I had seen Medea wear and thus it didn’t feel tight on the chest area. I didn’t want to be cruel to Medea, but… there were just some differences one couldn’t ignore.
“But what do we do if she transforms?” Laurie asked on the way. She was still worried about it and was more than a little upset that no one seemed to take her seriously.
“Then she runs into the forest and returns in the morning. She’s never hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it. It’s fine, okay?” Lisa stressed. “You should be instead thinking what the fuck to do about my dare. Shit… this is going to suck.”
“We just have to be discreet!” I encouraged her. “If we sit around you and people don’t notice you it might actually be an easy dare, right? I’ll even help keep the creeps away.”
“We are not allowed to intervene to any circumstance that is not potentially dangerous, Aria,” Medea reminded me. I sighed and nodded. I would follow the rules or whatever. Medea’s preparations would be ready by midnight, or so she claimed.
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>>2245245 It would all end. At long last.
I hid behind Lisa when Bill, the guy always at the front, made an acknowledgment of my presence by waving a hand my way. I decided I didn’t like the guy.
The first sound we heard upon entering the room was a huge explosion. I nearly jumped out; but my recent experience with thunderous skies had taught me to keep my cool and not freak out at every loud noise I heard. As to be expected of a testosterone-riddle environment, the boys were watching just a bunch of senseless violence.
It wasn’t a movie theater, just a room kept dark with a projector at the back and several rows of chairs for people to sit in. Upon entering, it was necessary to open a very regular door and thus make noise.
Just two or three faces turned our way hearing the creaking but that was enough.
“Oh, look! Girls!”
“What? Oh, no way… I thought they wouldn’t come here tonight.”
“Dude, look! Some girls came. Is that the werecat?”
“Look at that blonde… is it me or the way the light shines on her makes it look like she’s got nothing below?”
“Damn, she’s fucking hot; think her name is Lisa.”
Entering without calling the attention was nothing but a dream. Trying to ignore the comments and the fact the movie was all but ignored as people started discussing about how odd and unusual it was for member of the feminine gender to enter this space; we obviously decided to sit at the very back, the closest we could to a corner.
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>>2245246 “Anytime you feel ready, Lisa,” Medea told her.
“Shit!”
“Is there a problem, Aria?” Medea then asked me. It was a little out of character for me to curse so suddenly.
“N-no. It’s nothing,” I lied.
The second I sat down I noticed that I didn’t have the vial with the hair-coloring potion Medea had given me I had placed in a little pocket the dress had. Where could I have dropped it? I didn’t even hear it fall. Could it have been right now? Fuck… at least it was really foul smelling. No one would be stupid to drink it, right?
There was only one sure thing about it; there was no way I could tell Medea.
a) Easy mode for Lisa. She gets to sit back and relax, do her thing while she gets no attention.
b) Attention never dies down and Lisa is forced to experience very deep shame as she works on herself.
c) Medea is kind enough to lend some… visual aid. Lisa strip and gets inspired to do her thing, nevermind about the surroundings.
d) The boys go out of control and it’s up to Aria and Medea to keep them at bay while Lisa finishes.
e) Some wise guy convinced Bill to put up a porno, making what Lisa is about to do all the more awkward and perverse.
What about the bottle?
1) Aria broke it without noticing. It fell on her tail, making it completely black for now.
2) Aria broke it and absorbed it through her butt. Being absorbed through the skin makes her hair uncontrollably grow for some reason.
3) Actually Medea stole it to teach Aria a lesson about being careful. Aria will get it back later.
4) An unlucky girl is about to find it. The potion wasn’t meant for her so she might get unexpected results. More to come about it tomorrow.
5) The bottle is lost and the one who finds the smelling liquid just throws it away. It never re-surfaces.
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>>2245247 A, it's still early in the night so it's okay for this one to not spiral out of control in some way.
4, I wonder who it will be?
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>>2245247 Thinking hard about it, I gave a little jump to get under the umbrella on the way to the offices. Could I have dropped the bottle then? Even ‘little jumps’ I gave could gain a fair altitude and distance. It would mean the damn thing ended on the girl side of the camp. I hoped no one would stumble on it before I did.
Laurie and I were on shaming duty. Each boy who turned our way got dirty looks of disdain and disgust until they desisted and turned elsewhere. After a few minutes of being hard at work, we had significantly eased Lisa’s job.
Lisa had been fidgeting and stalling nervously. She was sitting between Medea and me – Laurie was to my right – and she her demeanor was radically different from the last time we had been to the movies together.
“Lisa! Hurry! No one is looking this way!” I sagely advised her. An action scene had begun where the good guy got to shoot the baddies from the back of a moving truck while his black buddy was both driving and fighting a very attractive woman while swearing.
“But how do I…? I’m… I’m going to need some inspiration or something!” Lisa coyly admitted.
“You are not required to experience an orgasm. From the moment you begin I will begin to time you; ten minutes are the agreed upon requirement,” said Medea, which was a little inconsiderate. I could empathize on how hard this could be for Lisa.
“How about…? Well, the girl the black guy is fighting is really hot,” I tried. “Her skintight black costume? She’s sexy, does that do… oh, right,” I shut myself up.
“You forgot for a second that I’m straight, didn’t you?” Lisa accused me.
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>>2245531 “N-no! How do you… yeah, I kinda did. I mean… we mostly do-”
“I get it, Aria,” she eased me, unoffended. “We’re a little heavy-handed on the ‘dyke shit’, huh? Damn, when I came here I figured… I’d be taking a lot more dick, you know? I didn’t realize… o-okay. I guess it’s about time to get started.”
I didn’t know what Lisa was fantasizing about but something in her face just clicked. She took a last careful look around and carefully led a hand between her legs under my gown – it was still MY gown even if she was wearing it –. All we could see was the silhouette of Lisa’s hand moving up and down, she had started by rubbing.
“Time starts!” Medea quietly announced, starting a timer on her phone. “If you stop I will be forced to begin again from zero,” she warned. We hadn’t established that condition earlier but it made sense and Medea faced no objections; it was certainly better than just establishing a penalty if Lisa failed her first attempt.
“Oh my God… she’s actually doing it…” Laurie covered her face with her hands and turned elsewhere, red in embarrassment. She was also concealing a smile.
Lisa had closed her eyes and just trusted she wasn’t being seen by anyone. She was sadly wrong, as one fat guy I was already familiar with had noticed and stole glimpses our way every now and then. The dirty stares I dedicated the creep were almost useless. Regardless, after a solid minute of vigorous rubbing, Lisa was still quite dry anywhere but her shoulders – the rain outside had done a number and we only had one parasol and one umbrella to share between us four.
I felt bad for Lisa not actually experiencing any pleasure, and despite of how straight she had said to be, the action she was performing in a public place kind of turned me on and I decided to help.
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>>2245533 I sat closer to Lisa, making bodily contact and starting to purr. I nuzzled my head against her without finding any resistance and let out an exhalation of warm air near her neck. She shuddered. I delicately and playfully bit around the area, sometimes getting my lips involved.
“A-Aria, stop it!” Lisa commanded me, annoyed.
“But… it’s working!” I argued. While very slight, ever since I started my own little project a faint smell started emerging from Lisa’s little cave.
“Two minutes,” Mede gave announcements every now and then.
I snuck my tail in the hole for the arms that the relatively flimsy gown had. I easily found one of Lisa’s round and well-sized breasts, surrounding it and starting to fondle it in a circle.
“A-Aria…!” Lisa fruitlessly protested.
“This is not part of her dare,” Medea scolded me. “Is she bothering you? I can make her stop,” Medea proposed to Lisa.
“It’s… she can do whatever she wants,” Lisa rejected. “I… ah! Medea, d-do you mind if I…? C-can I touch…?”
Medea read the obvious signal and grabbed Lisa’s unoccupied hand, to then kindly place it between her legs. Even if Lisa was just touching over Medea’s dress and panties the mere contact of her little crotch on Lisa’s hand had a noticeable effect on the blonde. Very differently from the first minute of dry rubbing, Lisa soon managed to make a respectable amount of lubricant all by herself; her cheeks flushed, her breathing became heavier and she looked a lot more animated than annoyed and fearful.
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>>2245534 The fat creep turned again to watch Lisa and was met with me smugly gawking at him while devouring Lisa’s neck. My tail never stopped playing with the mounds under her gown and eventually I learned to use my white tip to caress Lisa’s own very pink tip until I hardened it.
“The hell’s gotten into you?” Lisa pondered while still fondling Medea. “W-whatever. If you stop now I swear I’m punching you!”
“Eight minutes,” Medea updated, her voice deadpanning even when Lisa’s hand on her had started moving some time ago.
“Ah! Hnngh!” Lisa muffled. I guessed what that was.
“Bite this!” Making use that no one was looking at us in that specific moment, I quickly lifted my dress and offered to Lisa’s mouth so she could drown her cries. I didn’t want he found out.
Lisa curled her toes and her lower body convulsed some, her breath accelerated to at least twice its normal rate to then stop completely and then finally let out a very heavy sigh.
“You may not stop yet, one minute and forty-three seconds to go!” Medea coached Lisa sounding as serious as if it this was some kind of sporting event.
Lisa was done. She still continued rubbing her pussy under the robe looking tired and sweaty, eyes still closed. While Lisa gained some momentum it wasn’t enough to do anything with it by the time Medea concluded the time was up and the dare was complete.
“What the hell was that, Aria?” Lisa asked me, a little angry – just a little –, on our way back. She had gotten her hand out of the parasol to rinse the hand that did the dirty deed.
“I uh… I don’t know, sorry. I guess being there with you doing that kind of reminded me of the last time we came here.”
“Oh,” Lisa acquiesced. She would have left the topic alone but I went on.
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>>2245536 “It wasn’t payback or anything! But that thing we did… back then… even if that wasn’t truly you. I may have gotten a little excited remembering; the chairs still kind of smelled like us; we were in the same place. Sorry to mess with your dare.”
“You better be,” she lightly tapped my head. “Well, I guess it’s okay since nobody saw.”
I kept to myself about that fat nerd, instead checking the ground repeatedly for the possibility of finding that damned vial.
a) Aria loses. A little payback. Lisa gets to molest Aria underwater on a nocturnal pool visit.
b) Laurie gets her first loss. Lisa decides to start slow by making her knock on a door and ask for the time while nude. She gets to use a mask but not to cover.
c) Carmen loses. She has a crush and Lisa is going to help her confess.
d) Medea loses. Lisa dares her to be a pillow for the night. Aria will either need another home or share the bed with two other people.
e) Erika loses. Lisa doesn’t need to hold back and dares Erika to play ‘the stupid game’ against Dan and his crew. Instead of stripping like last time Aria did it, Erika gets a purple-nurple (nipple twist) for each kick the boys resist. If Erika loses (gives up before the boys) she gets an additional sentence.
f) Jill loses. Lisa dares her to start a masturbating live-stream.
What’s the effect on the potion? We’ll do this one little by little. One of the ingredients for it was a strand of Aria’s hair. She leaves plenty around everywhere; you have no idea.
1) Nothing, it just tastes awful.
2) Turns the hair of the victim jet black for a few months, just like it would have on Aria.
3) She feels heavily infatuated by Aria.
4) Victim begins to show some temporary cat-like characteristics (although not much; let’s not cheapen Medea’s potion of Feral Power).
5) Some other effect. Suggestions always accepted.
>>2245535 Link vote on next section. You get an additional vote.
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>>2245537 F
Don't really care about the numbers, but 2 makes the most sense to me.
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>>2245537 >>2245535 E But Laurie instead of Erika
3/4 Sounds the more interesting
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>>2245537 C. Carmen's naked so it should be quite the confession.
3+4, how about one cat characteristic taken to the extreme, instead of a mild amount of a lot of them?
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>>2245537 0.25 B 0.75 C
Effect proposals: (mutually exclusive
- The girl tentatively forget who she was romantically loving and transplanted the feeling onto Aria
- The girl would suddenly feel like Aria present in her mind and talking to her. With Aria not knowing about it until being asked.
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>>2245537 C 3+5
Effect idea: What about the girl starts showing cat behavior, and it gets stronger the more time she spends near Aria? And it slowly reverts back when she's away
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>>2245601 >>2245674 Not bad. The night is still young, so we can vote for something of that nature, of course.
Going out, no part yesterday night since had to wake up early.
Next part either on the evening or night. If page 10 by then in new thread.
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Returned earlier than expected.
NOT NECESSARY TO READ, JUST LOOKING FOR ADVICE:
I'm a sperging monster with no real skills, which is fine but landing jobs is hard.
Is there any job you know of that can be performed online? My lifestyle is frugal; I can live a month on the equivalent of a hundred dollars.
Just asking; honestly I'm fine. Something will turn up.
>>2245537 I couldn’t find the vial. The rain was making tracking anything by smell problematic to say the least and for as much as Medea had warned me about how awful the liquid inside could taste; the potion itself was odorless while inside its glass container as far as even I could tell.
I got so distracted during my search during our walk I arose Lisa and Laurie’s suspicions, who promptly queried what the hell I was looking for. I gave the bad excuse of having dropped a paper bill; a twenty. Jill had already paid to me the prize money from the tournament so they both helped me look and found no reason for why I would be lying; if Medea bought my lie or speculated about the truth she kept to herself; the only thing I knew was she didn’t have her eyes peeled for the imaginary money I supposedly dropped.
While focused on scanning my surroundings and consciously trying to heighten my senses, a thunder decided to strike down and for the first time in a long time I got truly startled. I jumped high in the air and out of the protective umbrella I was sharing with Laurie. When I landed, the cold rain felt absolutely awful on my skin and forced me to sprint in all fours back to the cabin. I heard Lisa’s and Laurie’s hearty laugh behind me and felt humiliated.
We found Jill, Erika and Carmen in the middle of a rather interesting discussion.
“I can totally introduce you no problem! He’s in the same cabin as Dugald,” Jill eagerly proposed. “I can ask for his number,” Jill snapped her fingers, “like that.”
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>>2245709 “You’re wrong, you got this all wrong!” Carmen fretted, flustered.
“Come on, what do you have to lose?” Erika encouraged.
“Yeah! I’ll get you something nice to wear, it’s not a problem. You can’t let this chance slide!” Jill added while Carmen whimpered and tried to disengage.
Lisa smelled the blood in the water and immediately joined in with a malicious grin on her face. While waiting for us to finish Lisa’s dare, Erika and Jill had gotten into a rather shameless talk about boys; neither of them had exclusively had lesbian experiences while in camp and they shared said encounters with Carmen, who seemed curious. Carmen was inevitably asked if she had her eyes on a prospective gentleman – as if such a thing existed –. Carmen’s response was negative and obviously false.
It was hardly an issue for Jill and Erika to easily extract the information. The lucky guy who had called Carmen’s attention was a douche by the name of Chad Nottingham; it was hard to miss him since the guy was basically a giant; he beat me by something ridiculous like a foot and a half. He looked like a regular moronic muscle-head with a terrible tan, blond hair and the jaw of an ape.
“I’ll ask Dugald how big is the guy’s dick!” Jill teased with her phone in hand, starting to type something. “I’ll tell him I’m asking for a friend.”
“No! Please, no! That’s not…! Jill, you can’t do that!” Carmen was a blushing mess; the situation would have been funny if the guy wasn’t so disgusting.
Lisa intervened to save Carmen, placing a hand over Jill’s phone.
“Don’t do anything yet. Let’s… make it a dare!” she ominously recommended.
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>>2245710 Jill and Erika were immediately on board; taking their places and making us do the same. Erika made me say I would use my dares on Carmen for that purpose while Carmen kept bleating in embarrassment telling us to forget the whole thing “for the love of God”; which was as serious as Carmen could get.
“Carmen! Carmen! Carmen!” Jill, Lisa, Erika and Laurie chanted at the bottle expectantly while it was still rolling.
If it was something like a spell, mere luck or even skill from Lisa’s part, the bottle landed straight on Carmen… on the second attempt. The first attempt went back at Lisa and she got a re-roll and a re-chant. “Carmen! Carmen! Carmen!”
“Nooo!” Carmen whimpered and threw herself on Lisa’s bed to cover her own face with a pillow. “No! No!” she repeated; she sounded something like a quarter excited and hopeful and the rest afraid and worried.
The result of the bottle was loudly celebrated. Erika, Jill and Lisa huddled together to discuss what dare to propose. Laurie quickly got into the circle and giggled after most suggestions but didn’t have any input on her own. After a short while, consensus was reached.
“You’re going to ruin everything! I don’t want anything to do whatever you have planned!” Carmen begged. Ironically, she was the only person who hadn’t heard the discussion. Medea and I were not part of it, but we had our ways.
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>>2245711 “You have no choice, it’s a dare!” Lisa laughed maniacally.
a) Love confession in a romantic setting elaborated by the girls. Carmen will wear lingerie.
b) Love confession delivered to the door. Nudity is the best policy.
c) Confession by phone so long as it’s accompanied by very compromising pictures.
d) Hook-up meet-up. If you want this narrated, it won’t be by Aria’s perspective; she wouldn’t want to peek on a boy.
The potion will make the girl infatuated by Aria. How does the effect work? Some suggestions emerged.
1) Girl had an existing love interest. All she felt for the man gets transplanted into Aria.
2) The girl will immediately look for Aria, feeling she has to go find her at once.
3) Infatuation hard to come to terms with similar to what Lisa feels for Medea.
4) Pheromone animal attraction similar to what the fat cat (name the guy already, one of you guys) feels for Aria.
5) Plain lust, although very strong effect.
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>>2245712 B, gotta make a good first impression. Be assertive!
2+3, I think. It'll be interesting to see whoever it is feel compelled to stay around Aria without quite being able to pin down why. Perhaps it could manifest as something like a catgirl fetish?
Also, I can get the pastebin of this thread ready as soon as I know what update's the last one for this thread and what the winner for it is.
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>>2245712 B?
>>2245709 How about jobs like translators or writers [essay letter etc]? But then again you need to have at least some other ways to get payment.
Damp of Cares
Anonymous
>>2245709 There are lots of sites that allow you to take quizzes/surveys/etc. for points that can be converted into real money, or gift-cards that can sold on other sites.
Alternatively if you can find a way to allow people to donate to you, like Patreon or Ko-Fi you could get people to commission writing from you, just spend time in places where fandom congregate (like tumblr) and whenever you see people wishing that their favourite character had more fanfic, that the fan-fiction idea was an actual fic, that there was fan-works of their OC, or basically anything else along similar lines; send them a message that you would be willing to write it, with your rates, and you might just make some money. Who knows, you might even find the writing equivalent of furry artists and be swimming in cash.
If you do decide to try and turn your writing skill into money, I might have some advice on how to get more commissioners and more from them.
Anonymous
>>2245712 A1
Just name the cat Arthur desu
Lorefag
Anonymous
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>>2245869 Sure, he's Arthur now. He'll be officially christened soon.
>>2245756 Could you make recommendations? My complete ignorance cannot be understated. The surveys do sound interesting. I type fast, if nothing else.
>>2245712 Carmen knocked on the door.
“Oh, already? I think it’s them,” I heard a voice from inside I recognized as the guy who put the bonfire party together all by himself, Dugald.
Jill had called ahead of time, saying a friend wanted to have a word with Chad, who Dugald shared a room with. All we wanted was to make sure the guy Carmen liked was actually available, was currently in the cabin, and more importantly that he would answer the door. First impressions are very important.
“Yeah, I’ll get it,” a very deep voice, again from inside, thundered.
Four steps of someone with significant weight, at least two hundred pounds which would make him as heavy as three me’s resounded in my ears. They stopped near the wooden door. A pair of gigantic hands undid a metal latch clumsily. The door opened.
“H-hi! I’m… I’m Carmen!” Carmen greeted with her eyes closed shut and a face so red my ears could almost feel the heat emanating from her even though I was a few feet above on the roof. Carmen was supposed to get the first word in, it was in her instructions.
“Oh… shit. Nice to meet you, Carmen. Damn!” Chad, towering over Carmen, returned the greet amusingly.
Carmen hadn’t changed her clothes, which meant she had just introduced herself while completely naked. She wasn’t even wearing or using any kind of shoes or socks. Lisa had done her hair, giving Carmen a ponytail that hung to her left side while the rest of her curly hair was placed on a quiff reeking of mousse. Erika had done Carmen’s makeup and hadn’t gone easy on the rouge or the eyeliner; blood red lipstick shone on Carmen’s lips. She held a blue umbrella on her hands, which wouldn’t quit fidgeting.
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>>2245930 All in all, the girl looked terrific. I would have changed a few things but nothing I could point at as ‘wrong’.
“C-can you… come outside? C-close the door behind you?” Carmen pleaded.
“Oh, ho, ho, ho! Woot! Booty-call!” Dugald had just seen who was it at the door and more importantly how was she at the door.
“Sure, babe,” Chad blocked the view from the inside of his dormitory by obeying Carmen. The door creaked horribly. “What’s up?” he asked.
Chad wasn’t the least intimidated by Carmen’s appearance. Her very big rack or her shaved pussy got eyed and ogled with rude passing glances but otherwise Chad looked perfectly comfortable with the situation, acting casual.
“I…I-I have to tell you something!” Carmen struggled to get out of her throat, even getting hoarse.
“What’s up?” Chad repeated himself. He didn’t look the deep-thinker type; my guess was he had like fifteen general use phrases he used constantly.
Chad opened the collar of his shirt, like he was getting hot. Exhibiting the disgusting musculature of his chest and making the horrible stench of his body escape somehow made Carmen all the more nervous, while it nearly made me run away and belch; maybe eat a spider or two to get rid of the taste if left me with.
“I… I…!” Carmen was struggling with words.
Meanwhile, Erika was signaling her to go on. Despite most of us having literally nothing to wear, not a single soul was willing to miss Carmen’s dare even if it meant tolerating the rain on their bare skins; I was the one with Medea’s parasol. The whole gang was outside, hiding behind the corners.
“Want me to take it from here? I think I know what’s on your mind,” Chad slowly articulated, stepping up to Carmen until they were but an inch apart. Carmen couldn’t bear to face him. “I know a place,” he insinuated.
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>>2245931 Carmen was at the border of freaking out. She had started to audibly hyperventilate and had started to sweat cold. She smelled of fear, a very deep and profound terror. I felt sorry for her.
“Ah! I…!” Carmen tried again; her voice had gone up at least two octaves and again stopped short of being able to say proper words.
Chad took the lead, confidently placing a huge hand over Carmen’s hip, and running it down until he caressed her tingling bottom, giving it a good grab and making Carmen yelp and give even deeper heaves.
“Cat’s got your tongue?” Chad joked. Nope, but I did have her back. I had with me a few well-sized rocks to hurl if the situation got out of control. I wasn’t going to let Chad take advantage of the poor girl who had been struck mute out of anxiety; I had been there.
“Come on, Carmen!” Lisa quietly muttered from the side.
“I-LOVE-YOU-OR-SOMETHING!” Carmen blabbered, fusing words together at the top of her lungs.
She gave two quick steps backwards before turning and running away in shame, covering her face, throwing the umbrella away and shrieking like if in pain. She didn’t stop and Chad lost sight of her into the night.
“Shit… and it looked like a done deal,” he lamented. “Chick needs time,” he shrugged and turned.
*
We found Carmen between elated and terrified. She was heavily panting with a silly smile on her face while her eyes denoted nothing short of madness. Her makeup and hair were mostly ruined making her look pretty darn creepy. She was sitting on the floor shivering out of several pent up emotions dying to get out.
“I said it! I said it! I can’t believe you made me say it!” she once again covered her face and shook her head wildly. “Oooh! Oooh!” she cried just like a monkey.
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>>2245932 “You’re like a middle-schooler, I swear…” Erika scolded reprovingly. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that!” she turned to Laurie and me with an apologetic look. I just let it go.
“What do I do now? What do I do? How am I even going to face him tomorrow?? Oh, and he saw me naked! HE SAW ME NAKED!” Carmen had lost all ability to reason and kept bleating incoherent rhetorical questions. “D-do you think…? What would he think? That I’m a whore? M-maybe he liked it? I can’t…! Oh, God, I can’t!”
“Carmen, calm down,” Jill grabbed the brown girl and shook her while giggling. “I’ll coach you, okay? You listen to me and everything will be fine.”
a) Aria loses. It’s kind of a tradition for Carmen to be the one giving the werecat dare.
b) Laurie loses. Carmen has her shave downstairs. She’s breaking the trend.
c) Medea loses. Carmen has her get nude and get everyone else who’s wearing anything nude.
d) Jill loses. Carmen has Jill apologize on her behalf to Dugald and his cabin while nude. Jill has to explain Carmen had been pressured into doing what she did.
e) Erika loses. Carmen has Erika be the doggy for the night for a change.
f) Lisa loses. While Carmen understands Lisa can’t confess to another guy as a dare since she has a boyfriend in camp, Carmen wants payback and makes Lisa ‘confess’ to another girl. Lisa has unexpected success.
The bottle will make the drinker infatuated with Aria without her actually understanding her own feelings and slowly coming to terms with them while experiencing a strong attraction to the cat girl from the beginning. Do you want to vote on the loser?
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>>2245933 1) Lise Cunniffe. Another of Jill’s generals. Aria will meet her with the Panty Raiders.
2) Melanie. The short brunette with a hidden fetish.
3) Leslie. Elmira will get pretty pissed at Leslie if she finds out.
4) Bertha Maguire. Jill’s third in command. You don’t know her; for people who want “a new girl”.
5) Valentine Borzi. Once stripped before Aria giving her the courage to take off her clothes in front of Stone. Very attractive.
6) Tammy Beverly. One of the mean girls who is warming up to Aria, or more specifically “the werecat”.
7) Kathy Smith. Oh, boy.
8) Lauren Hayman. Laurie picked up the bottle after Aria dropped it.
9) Margaret Muller. The camp nurse.
No one is really off the table other than Erika, Jill and Carmen. It wouldn’t make sense they found the bottle (neither does Maggie, but it’s all in good fun); more importantly, the temporary effect ending would make Aria extremely miserable if the effect was on one of her friends.
As always, if you vote for it and it gets the support there is nothing I will not write.
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>>2245933 -A
>>2245934 289
(not sure about why anyone would drink ot it though.. could it be arias sense of smell is just too high in comparison? Other plausibe reason, it may looked like liqour to them)
Damp of Cares
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>>2245934 A or F, I kinda want to get to Laurie's first dare soon, but it's also about time for Aria to go werecat, and the Lisa confession dare holds a lot of promise too.
2 or 4, we haven't had enough Melanie in the story recently, but a new girl is good too.
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>>2245930 Sadly I am not super knowledgeable about those sites, beyond their existence and a few names: SwagBucks, InboxPounds, OpinionOutpost and SurveyCompare. I think I know someone who might know a bit more, but I can't promise much.
As for votes: F, -D, 9
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>>2246000 Sure. It Could help a lot if I could get into contact with that someone.
>>2246007 Sorry, Melanie won.
>>2245934 I had never seen Carmen like that; it was honestly annoying. She had these dumb giggle attacks, kept shrieking at random intervals or asking nonsensical questions “What will I do? What will I do?” She was temporarily in no condition to continue playing The Game, and the talk about the dumb gorilla she was inexplicably infatuated with was interesting enough for no one to care.
Carmen regained relative calm soon enough. I wanted to sympathize with her, having experienced a familiar sentiment myself recently, but the disgusting appearance of the one she fell for made it hard. It might be a tad egocentric of me but I though the feelings I had for Erika transcended whatever physical attraction Carmen could have for the Neanderthal; which was another reason for me to struggle my attempt at empathy with Carmen, as solipsistic as that might sound.
After insinuating she wouldn’t mind too much if future dares had something to do with Chad, Carmen gave Medea’s decanter a good toss. It rolled and rolled, stopping at Lisa.
“Shit. Again?” the pretty blonde complained and sulked. “Carmen, remember that what I just did helped you!” she attempted negotiation.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll return the favor,” it was not in Carmen’s nature to forgive and forget so easily.
Carmen loved ironic punishment, it was her deal. The girl was self-righteous and something inside that made her thick urged her to punish those she had perceived as wronging her with something similar to the wrong she perceived in the first place.
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>>2246053 Carmen couldn’t have Lisa confessing to another boy; Lisa already had Rodrigo. There was a workaround thanks to the verbal agreement the couple had; and that was that Lisa was allowed to ‘cheat’ as much as she wanted so long as it was done with girls. I could kind of understand Rodrigo’s reasoning; girl on girl just sounded right.
“So I have to confess to some bitch, that’s it?” Lisa summarized Carmen’s instruction.
“You have to do it seriously. If she thinks it’s a joke you fail the dare,” Carmen declared.
“But what else would someone think?” Lisa protested. “People know I’m not gay! Some even know about the dares!”
“I’ve seen you lie and I’ve seen you perform to get your way. Don’t you dare tell me it’s out of your reach! I know you can put up a convincing confession,” Carmen supposed and she was right. “You’ll think of something. Oh, and take off your clothes. Confessions are obviously in the nude,” Carmen smirked, making allusion at something Lisa herself had said.
“Obviously,” Jill agreed.
It saddened me very deeply that I couldn’t wear the gown Lisa removed. It was mine by all rights, but the dare rules stated I couldn’t wear anything back unless specifically stated for a dare. I had long since removed Medea’s sundress since it was only to be able to supervise Lisa’s dare at the movies.
Grunting all the way, Lisa headed outside. She didn’t do her hair or makeup; she had her ponytail of always and a pretty chain bracelet on her left hand; nothing else. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe…” she chanted while swaying a finger and choose a destination. Again, no one wanted to miss the show and followed.
“Oh, that’s…” I mused, unable to hold my surprise. Didn’t Lisa remember?
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>>2246054 She had chosen the cabin where I had been commanded to steal from back when I was a regular girl. Lillie, Baseball Bat lived in there as well as her rotten piece of shit friends. Maybe Lisa didn’t know where they lived? She couldn’t have forgotten the fight she had on the cafeteria against Dixie.
Before any of us could warn her – we were a safe distance away – Lisa ran to their porch to shield from the rain and rudely kicked at the door.
“Who is it?” a voice I couldn’t recognize spoke. “L-Lillie isn’t here… she’s with… Tanya. E-everyone is.”
Whoever it was, she sounded shy.
“Just open up; you’re the one I want to talk to,” Lisa responded.
“M-me? Why? I…I’m not really… let me get the door!”
Covered in dark blue red-sheets, a pretty girl with messy, dirty blonde hair who looked very skinny opened for Lisa. She used squared glasses and had a straight nose, her lower lip was shivering and she was hugging herself; the lights inside were off. I hadn’t remembered meeting her or even seeing her around.
“Um, hi. I’m…”
“Lisa. D-do you want to come in? It’s cold outside,” the girl offered after interrupting. By then I had silently landed on the roof above them. She smelled… off.
“Oh,” Lisa looked around her. “No, that’s okay,” she refused, I saw doubt in her face, we hadn’t established if she was supposed to let her dare be seen by all of us. “I, uh, just have to tell you something. It won’t take long.”
“A-and what is it? That thing you have to tell me,”
“Um,” Lisa laughed nervously, “you’re gonna think this is SO dumb, but…”
“B-but?”
“Uh, I think you’re cute. Like, really cute. I’m… I kinda like you, you know? Like, like LIKE, you know?” Lisa laughed again. “Sorry, I’m creeping you out, aren’t I?” I would have given her a D- for effort; her acting could have been much better.
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>>2246055 “N-no! No, of course not!” the girl beamed, she had let go of her body and some of her makeshift toga stuck out of place, revealing her left breast completely. She was perky, although she had very pointy tits; not too big. “I’m… I knew it! Lisa, I just knew it! I’m…” she started crying. “I’m so happy! Lisa, I knew it, I knew you would come around!”
“Um, what?”
//This is Delanie Silver, a cute little psycho. She might look frail and skinny, but don’t let appearances fool you too much. She has trouble making friends because she’s shy and clumsy; although her nature is very determined. Not to ever be mixed with kitchen knives.
a) Lisa steps up and starts acting her dare seriously.
b) Lisa gets creeped out by Delanie just enough to let the girl do whatever she wants.
c) Lisa backs off, figuring out what kind of person Delanie is.
d) Aria smells something is wrong and intervenes.
e) Delanie is somehow disengaged and disabled. No Yandere love triangles, please.
Looks like Melanie’s found Aria’s potion. More about her tomorrow, unless you want it sooner.
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>>2246056 Let's go with A, yes to a yandere love triangle as long as kitchen knives aren't involved.
Damp of Cares
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>>2246056 A
Yandere love triangle please
sidreN
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>>2246056 A
this wll be fun :D
Anonymous
>>2246056 A
But still wanna know what Aria smells tho
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>>2246175 “Come around! I knew you would!” she repeated. “I-I… didn’t you feel it? When we first met and I touched you?” she said in a way that made me shudder.
“Err…” and Lisa was not faring any better. She slowly backed down, seemingly trying to remember very hard; I doubted Lisa had given the girl more than a passing glance without even thinking.
“Do it right!” Carmen whispered from the side of the cabin.
“Huh? What was that?” the dirty-blonde girl with the messy hair wondered, looking in the dark and the rain to the corner the sound had come out of.
Lisa let out a heavy sigh, and from the cringe she was displaying on her face, she transmuted into an enticing and pretty smile. “Nevermind that,” she eased. “Yeah… of course I felt it.”
With the same level of confidence I had seen Chad employ, Lisa stepped forward and got her hands on the toga girl’s face, wiping her tears away.
“I knew we were linked… that we were meant to each other,” the girl said while Lisa made a commendable act as if knowing what was going on.
Lisa was not able to refuse a second time when invited inside. I snuck from the open awning window of the bathroom to the cabin, myself; hearing everything that was going on with just a wooden door blocking my way, basically nothing.
Lisa was clever. She got the girl’s name without having to actually ask. “I was named Lisa because of a sister of my grandmother. We shared a birthday, so they named me after her. And you?”
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>>2246183 The girl’s name was Delanie; it was a French name and her family from her mother’s side had roots there although that was several generations ago. Her so called ‘moment’ with Lisa had happened as early as during the buses that brought us to camp. Although I could tell Lisa couldn’t remember, Delanie was sitting just behind her; had pulled a strand of hair out of Lisa’s head, and the “Oww…” that Lisa unconsciously let out was taken by Delanie as a declaration of love. Creepy.
I didn’t like Delanie, something inside me told me she was not the kind of person I should be making friends with and I was almost able to put my feelings it into words. Something along the line of “I should never let this person stand at my back when I’m distracted.”
Delanie, like most other girls, was also lacking any proper piece of clothing to wear. Her cabin had suffered an attack not unlike the one I had seen Jill personally lead. She was all alone because Lillie, Jane and Dixie had gone with their friend Tanya to come up with a ‘countermeasure’ whatever that meant. As for ‘the other girl’ – Delanie spoke as if Lisa already should know everyone at her cabin and most of Delanie’s circumstances –, named Kimberly, the youngest girl in camp; she was going to spend out the night with a friend because she was scared of the werecat and didn’t want to spend the night with Delanie alone. I didn’t blame Kimberly for that last part.
Delanie figured fate itself was woven in such a way she would be left all alone for Lisa to visit. Despite the eerie vibes I was feeling all over, Lisa kept to her part spectacularly, nodding to every nonsense Delanie had to spout.
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>>2246186 “H-how can you even hold back? I can hardly…” Delanie panted. “I can’t think of anything else other than…” Delanie placed a hand on Lisa’s face and let her actions speak for her.
I just had to see that for myself. I carefully opened the door knowing that Delanie had her back turned. Lisa was once again grimacing, she looked at me comically. I signaled her to go on, not knowing what else she should be doing under her current situation.
Delanie leaned forward and Lisa, trapped, followed my advice the best she could.
It was not as if Lisa had never kissed another girl… or done a hell of a lot more with one. Delanie was not the kind to immediately start fondling; she took the lead and the two blondes tenderly kissed one another in one of the tamest interchanges I had seen. Delanie was content with throwing her toga aside and holding Lisa, kissing her all above the shoulders but never going any further. Lisa held up flawlessly, returning the signals of affection with outstanding ability.
Despite the lack of sexual contact, two naked girls constantly making out and heaving was nice to look at.
“Spend the night…” Delanie proposed, her head resting on Lisa, both lying on the floor. “They won’t come back…”
Since Delanie’s eyes were closed, Lisa took the chance to look at me. I had fearlessly exited the bathroom some time ago and was comfortably sitting in the dark, above the two girls on the conveniently placed wooden beams near the roof. Lisa was non-verbally asking, begging for advice on what to do.
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>>2246188 She shrugged in my direction, articulating questions that plagued her mind. Lisa hadn’t noticed, but Medea and Erika were taking a look through the window, and I wished she would rely on their judgment instead of mine. How was it my choice all of sudden?
a) The werecat descends, making Lisa run for her life.
b) Aria makes a “wrap it up and leave” sign. Delanie might not take it well.
c) Aria advices Lisa to bed the girl to exhaust her and then make a getaway.
d) Medea sees the situation and takes it upon herself to free Lisa.
e) Delanie gets her way while everybody else just has to wait her out.
f) Lillie and her crew return, interrupting the lovers in an inappropriate moment.
Whatever the choice and however Lisa leaves, this is not the last we’ll see of Delanie. She’ll be stalking Lisa until the end of camp until something is done about it.
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>>2246189 A, though this is tricky to pull off right. The werecat doesn't attack naked girls, but I figure Lisa could pretend to be really freaked out by it anyways. Then, afterwards, we have to consider Laurie and whether Aria keeps up the act to maintain the facade.
Still, this seems the best way to get Lisa away from the yandere without truly provoking her, and it'll be good to see the werecat in action again.
Also, if this is the last cycle before the new thread (we hit page 10), I can get a pastebin ready once we know the winning vote. Is that alright?
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>>2246198 Sure, we made it to page 10 already. I'll say which option won in advance before starting to write it. Afterwards when it's ready I'll link to new thread and we can continue business as usual.
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D - would like to see what Delanie would do to Medea
sidreN
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>>2246189 -a -b -f,
R (good time to stop the rain, can't let the cute psycho get drenched when watching later from outside x)
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Virginie
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We couldn't reach the votes in time.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2246548 In that case, the pastebin is Qdrupf9K
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>>2246550 Thanks. Takes me between an hour and two to cook up a story, but since the first part must be at least six posts long it might take a little longer.
Hoping the story gets done before the thread 404's.
