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>>2274206 A few points!
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>>2274209 It was dumb as fuck, but it was happening anyway. There I was, wrapped like a fucking Christmas present with some velvety green ribbon and two cutesy bows; one on my chest and the other covering my pussy. I hadn’t tied it myself, of course. It would have been more embarrassing than being naked if not because like fifty girls around me where wearing all the same thing, just different colors.
“W-what is up with her?”
“Aria, be good!” I yelled at her, and she stopped trying to sniff at the girl who was complaining. “She’s just the werecat, shut up,” I said as well since the blonde with the small tits looked at me like she was owed an explanation. I didn’t owe her jackshit and everyone by now should know about the werecat.
“I c-changed my mind, Erika! I don’t want to do it!” Carmen yelled to me like a deflating balloon.
“Too late,” Carmen wasn’t speaking to Lisa, but she answered anyway; and I was glad she did. “We’re in this to finish it.”
It had been a bitch to convince Carmen to join us. I didn’t want to threaten violence to her ever again, we were past that. Instead, I had to tell her that I would make sure she always woke up to a good fucking by a pretty girl, a new one, each night. There were enough of us bicurious bitches to have me covered for weeks and Carmen knew it. She gave up in the end but was not happy about it. Did she fucking think I was? I looked fucking ridiculous.
Carmen and Lisa had their huge bazongas covered with some extra ribbon; Carmen had silver and Lisa had green like me. The extra on the chest meant less on the bottom. They had their asses covered by a single, tight thread, just like the front. I was kinda jealous, that shit was sexy as fuck.
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>>2274211 “I’m sleepy…” Aria bitched. She had just fucking taken a nap with Medea. Aria had gotten a red ribbon with golden, sparkly borders; Jill had saved the fanciest of the things for our Aria.
Because of her tail, she didn’t have part of the thing running down her ass which was left completely bare, not that Aria minded. The pussycat still had her pussy covered by some threads, they were tied to her thighs and not her ass; it looked dope. Aria also had a small red ribbon next to the tip of her tail and a small metal bell attached to the front of her neck; she often tried to take the bell off.
“Bear with it,” I said.
“But I’m sleepy!” she kept bitching.
“Um… you have to remind her again,” Lisa blushed and said. Shit. I would have to.
Aria forgot what we were doing like every ten minutes. We were all in front of the start line of the race. Jill was butt-fucking a girl with a dildo in front of the masses and I hoped that was enough to distract people. I didn’t want to remind Aria her bribe in anyone outside of our cabin was watching.
“Aria… do you remember how you like it when I touch you here?” I said to her as sweetly as I could, placing my hand over her crotch and staring to slowly rub it.
“Yup!” she purred, closing her eyes. Must have been nice to be her; so carefree and shit.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching. Like a fucking dozen people were ignoring whatever in the nine hells Jill was doing and were watching me touch Aria because of course they fucking were.
“That is just touching. How about licking and rubbing and making you feel good? Would you like that?” I whispered trying not to be heard. Carmen and Lisa left me to fend for myself, acting for a second like we didn’t know each other. They knew the fucking speech as well as I did by now.
“Yes!” Aria screamed. God fucking damn it. Like we didn’t have enough attention already.
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>>2274212 “Then we have to play a game first, remember? We run to the tennis courts and we don’t exit the path. We play the game and then I do to you whatever you want. Okay?”
“Okay!”
Well, at least that was settled. Like being dressed in a stupid-ass ribbon wasn’t enough, I also had to be stared at by a bunch of judgmental bitches. Kind of had the impulse to rip Aria’s ribbons and start finger fucking her right there in front of their eyes; see what they would think, then.
“Here’s to hoping she remembers this time,” Lisa said, empathizing with me now. Where the hell was she when I was saying the really embarrassing stuff?
“It’s not her fau-” I wanted to justify.
“Go! Go! Go!” Jill’s voice came booming out of the speakers.
I was caught off guard. People in front of me started to run, and so did people behind, trying to trample me. It was fucking scary for a second, there. Fifty next to naked bitches started moving like a herd and I lost sight of Carmen and Lisa. Aria got scared by the sudden movement and bolted off running like the cat she was.
Well, there was nothing to it. To start running! The race wasn’t going to win itself. We had a pact between our cabin to not fight each other; but other than that it was every girl for herself.
*
It was chaos, and I loved it. After I had given the signal, all the contestants started running and yelling. I gave Lillie a good slap on her ass and send her on her way. I blew her a kiss and wished her good luck, she would need it.
I ran to the sidelines before I could get trampled by the dozen girls dressed in just skimpy ribbons. I had planned from the beginning to run along the contestants without having to do the obstacles, just so I could always get the most interesting outlook in the situation.
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>>2274213 The first hundred feet of the race or so had nothing on them; they were just so the girls could stretch their legs and start running. The expected girls would get in the lead, the expected girls would lag behind; but the match was not only about speed; they would soon find out.
There was not enough space for everyone to maneuver properly; there was bound to be some frictions; that much we had predicted, I just had not expected what happened next.
Only the first half of the girls had made it past the starting line and into the first obstacle, the mud pit. Half of them had barely advanced ten paces before starting to fight each other. My eyes were fast enough to catch ground zero.
The victim was Carmelia Pontes. I didn’t like her, she was too much of a hypocrite for us to ever get along; she was also about the fattest girl in camp… maybe not fat, just plump; she still had the curves bellow her huuuuuge butt; and I had seen her jogging in the morning sometimes. She would be really pretty if she kept working at it.
The perpetrators were Jodi; the girl who Medea had cursed or something; and her sister, Peggy. They weren’t twins but looked so similar one could think they were. One of them, Peggy I think, grabbed Carmelia by the arms while Jodi unwrapped Carmelia’s plump self as the first naked girl in the race… of the ones that started with ribbons.
The bows were designed to come out easy, although the wrapping around the body was a whole different story and it required some struggling; which was honestly not that hard for the two sisters. They had made an alliance and had gotten the first ribbon off someone.
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>>2274214 That was only the beginning. Bertha, who was Carmelia’s friend, jumped behind Peggy and brought her down with a tackle. They started stripping each other on the ground and Jodi was too busy handling Carmelia to do anything else.
Small struggles started emerging everywhere else. I saw Valentine and Felicia fighting each other, giggling and having the time of their lives; Natty got mad that Carmen bumped into her and they had started cat-fighting; Natty was destined to lose because Erika joined the fray and Erika, if nothing else, was loyal.
Ruth and Sue had teamed up against Elmira and as soon as they were done taking the ribbon off her, making Elmira work herself into a rage, Ruth betrayed Sue and undid Sue’s chest. Sue covered herself and yelled out very cutely (or at least I thought she did; it was very, very noisy all around). Lisa was one of the few I actually heard, she screaming like a banshee followed by a Delanie who looked creepy and in bliss all the same; had her hands in front of her with twisting and menacing fingers and had everyone trying to avoid her; both the blondes were surprisingly fast.
A lot of scuffles happened all over. Alliances were made and quickly broken, ribbons flew and were hastily worn or used to cover tender body parts to then be stripped by somebody else. The only constant thing was that at least all girls were careful handling the colorful tokens; they all knew they were worth precious Social Credit points and they all wanted as many as possible.
Among the chaos, there were only three who had no time for worrying about something as meaningless as how many ribbons they could gather. One of them was Delanie, who kept chasing Lisa. Lisa was far more worried about running in circles among the contestants who had stayed behind to fight just across the starting line (like half of them… ) to avoid her hunter than about the race. The third exception was endearing and worrying all the same.
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>>2274215 It was Aria, I had been on the lookout for her from the start, but she had just appeared. When she was running she was so fast she was a blur; and since she was about always with hands and feet to the floor it was easy to miss her among the crowd. I had only seen her because she had leaped high in the air, and she had given an example of what it was to have fun and enjoy herself to the rest of the people.
Aria, completely uncaring about the contest and its implications, had jumped Leslie; that cute girl who I had fixed her swimsuit for at the cafeteria.
“No! Aria, no!” Leslie bleated; I couldn’t hear her but it was obvious by the way her lips were moving. I would bet Aria just meowed in response.
Aria had pounced over Leslie, knocking her to the ground. Aria was getting very affectionate, rubbing her face all over Leslie’s back and grooming the girl with a tongue bath. I hoped people were recording that; because it was gold. I didn’t dare to look away to check, of course; I just trusted that among people someone had the mind to focus on the all-famous werecat.
*
I didn’t even know what was going on anymore. It had been a normal morning… normal for the Camp. I sighed as I woke up, wearing my swimsuit, only thing I had. It had three holes where it was supposed to be covering my most important places. I was about to go out basically naked since I was still hungry when Elmira pointed out to me that if we put some toilet paper on the wholes I would be something close to dressed.
Elmira was so smart! It worked perfectly. The hole on the back that Aria had made and showed my butt was still there, but I didn’t mind all that much; I kind of liked it that way. I had a good bum and I liked people looking at it so long as they weren’t too direct.
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>>2274218 I thought the rest of the days of the Camp would be great and peaceful when Elmira told me that we had to go to the tennis courts because Jill had made an announcement. Elmira was just such a brat whenever Jill was involved! She had even been one of the Panty Raiders the time Jill had come to steal all our stuff. If I didn’t know any better I would say Elmira was in love with the girl.
It was one crazy thing after the other. I had been basically ordered to take off my swimsuit in front of so many people just so I could get a pair of panties back for them. Elmira had already taken off the toilet paper before Jill could see it and get mad, so I guess it was a slight improvement; but I didn’t like going around topless. So many people had already seen my boobs already and now even more would…
I didn’t even get to enjoy my new pair of panties all that much. Elmira volunteered me to pay the fee to whatever Jill was cooking in advance; and the fee was panties, of course. I had to hide naked in the forest for hours! I almost cried and I would have been mad to Elmira if she hadn’t brought me something to eat so I could stay there.
Making my way to the dressing rooms on the pool all naked was also very hard and very awkward. Kathy, a girl I didn’t like, was put in charge of measuring me up and wrapping a blue ribbon all over my body. I let her know that I didn’t like being touched all that much and that just made it worse. Kathy was so mean to me… I didn’t give her permission to touch me like that. I think one of her fingers got inside me at some point…
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>>2274219 After I was teased and molested; at least I was kind of dressed, and the race was about to start. The way I understood it, people would get clothes if they made it to the end with their own ribbon, so the only thing I had to do is being careful. I felt sorry for Elmira but I told her from the get-go that I would run ahead and try to finish as fast as I could; I promised that I would share all of the clothes I earned and she gave me the okay. I still felt shitty for leaving her behind.
I didn’t get to feel shitty for too long. Just when I had started to run, one of the bows of my ribbon had come undone when someone had tried to grab it. I had dodged it but my ribbon was kind of falling apart. I tried to ignore it and focus on the race, telling myself that I was still covered and it was still fine; but of course something else happened.
It was Aria. I tried to greet her when I met her; she was a nice girl and would help me if I asked her… but something was wrong. She was chasing my undone ribbon! She tried scratching at it, catching it, pulling it. There was no reasoning with her no matter how much I tried. It was because it was dark, Aria had become the werecat as everyone was saying; she couldn’t understand anything that I was saying.
“No! Aria, no!” was all I could say before she jumped me.
She got on my back, knocking me down. I could feel her purring on my skin. She rubbed herself all over me, like a very friendly cat. I remembered that she was supposed to like naked girls.
“Don’t! Aria! Don’t remove the ribbon, okay? Please, don’t!” I begged her, hoping she would understand.
Aria laughed and tripped, getting off me. I tried to run away but noticed that only made the part of my ribbon that was lose flutter and that made Aria interested in it again. She got up quick as lighting and started shaking her butt from side to side with her tail up. I had to be careful.
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>>2274221 “I’m… I’m going to run, okay? It’s for a race. I have to win,” I told her. “T-there’s other naked girls around! You can play with them! I’m busy, Aria.”
It was like she wasn’t listening, she attacked my ribbon again.
“No! Aria! You’re going to tear it!” I tried to defend it but I only managed to move it and that only made things worse with her.
She pounced over me again, this time I was laying on my back. I opened my eyes after thinking that I could have hit my head. In front of me was Aria’s legs… and something else. It was Aria’s crotch, barely wrapped by the ribbon she had been given; it was such a nice ribbon, it felt unfair that mine was so plain. Aria’s special area was covered, but the ribbon was thin and it was tight, it was easy to see the shape of Aria’s body anyway. I wondered if it was the same to me and even if I was with the ribbon on it was the same as basically not wearing it.
Something came to mind. So, if I was looking at Aria’s… thing; wasn’t Aria looking at mine? I felt cold air of someone sniffing me out there and then hot air of someone breathing on it.
“Y-you just want to see it, right?” I thought out loud. “You only want to see naked girls, right?” I moved my hand slowly and uncovered the ribbon, showing Aria my… pussy. Maybe if I gave her what she wanted she would leave me alone and go see someone else’s.
“It looks so… I-I love it!”
“Wait, Aria; you can speak? B-but I thought… Aria, what the hell?” so she wasn’t the werecat right now?
Aria didn’t answer, she just… took out her tongue. She took out her tongue and… in front of everybody…! She…!
*
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>>2274222 *
I was getting used to the switches. One moment I was Carmen, mad and angry and aroused and expectant because people were parading me around naked on a leash. Then I was Medea; I was sad, but decided to show everyone in camp my naked body if that’s what it took to sell my sandals; it felt so awful that the first thing everyone looked at when they opened the door was at my chest… I could see the disappointment in their faces; I had to do it, though, for Malachite.
Now I was Erika, I was… having sex, with me. No; not with me, I was having sex with Aria; but I wasn’t Aria, I was Erika. I loved the girl in front of me like a sister even if I hadn’t known her for long. I liked teasing her and playing with her. I hoped she was happy. I liked her embarrassed face when I used my fingers to touch her, I thought it was cute even if sad the way she liked me. I wanted to kiss her and spoil her but also teach her the harsh realities of life so she could be careful.
I was Jill. I had a worry in my mind, but it was far away and for the moment I could have all the fun I wanted. I didn’t care anymore; it felt so empowering to be naked! People watching me all over, and I was showing them how I was not afraid. I was speaking to them about how I had had sex with Aria. I gave them all the dirty details, I didn’t care. I was getting wet…
Then I was Aria again. I was back to a familiar body, running across the forest after stealing a corn-dog and everyone in the party had seen my panties. It was embarrassing and maybe a little fun. Maybe.
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>>2274223 I kept switching and switching and switching. I was Lisa, I understood what it was to love Medea. I was Jill, I was afraid of the future. I was Erika, I understood fully why it would never work between me and Aria. I was Medea, I had loved Malachite so deeply it hurt and my heart was completely broken into a million pieces. I was Carmen, I wanted to surrender and have fun but didn’t want my family to think poorly of me. I was Aria.
Yes! I was Aria! I remembered now! I was Aria!
I was… licking a vagina?
Yup, it was a vagina. It definitely looked like a vagina. It smelled like one, too. I gave it another lick. The taste, the fragrance… this was Leslie; I already knew what she smelled like. Why was I licking Leslie’s vagina?
To make her feel good, of course. I tried being tender and caring. She was already soaking wet; when did this happen? Maybe I should go faster. No… something was wrong.
What was doing again? Where was I?
I was Aria. I was… on Jill’s race? I barely remembered, but Erika had told me something about a race, I remembered that I had to win it. Why? Oh, the clothes. Right, the clothes. What was going on, again?
“A-are you done, Aria? Can I go, now? It’s… it’s fine if you want to go on, but make it quick…” I heard behind me.
For the first time I took a look at my surroundings. It was incredibly noisy and chaotic. People were shouting all over. We were… in front of at last half the camp. Girls were fighting with each other, ripping off the skimpy things they were barely wearing.
Most girls fighting were already naked. They had originally been wearing nothing but a plain ribbon across their bodies, I remembered now; they had taken off the little covering they had so they could wrap it along their arms or hide it inside their hands. They were protecting their ribbons above their shame.
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>>2274224 I looked down. I was wearing one of those ribbons, myself. It barely covered everything; it left nothing to the imagination.
“Aria? C-can you get off me, then?” Leslie spoke once more. I barely registered it.
In a flash, I remembered the embarrassment that I had felt… that everyone had felt in camp, it was so intense that my head hurt. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I covered my body and screamed louder that I had ever screamed in my life.
a) Aria blacks out and to protect her psyche she actually becomes the werecat.
b) Aria passes out.
c) Aria run away as fast as she can. At least she’s running in the right direction.
d) Aria’s cat nature get exploited she can continue the race even against her will.
e) Aria forfeits the race. There’s plenty other girls to focus on, sadly; werecat will be nude a while.
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>>2274226 C, as Aria catches up we'll get to see what the rest of the obstacles are like (and how the other girls are dealing with them)
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Nice start so far .many interesting small developments :D
>>2274226 C
>>2274215 One of the few rare instances where an attached yandere turns out to be an unexpected ally :)
As long as she didn't want to strip you herself ;]
(doubt shes going for it in the race though.. way too crowded and she just doesn't like to "share" her ;)
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>>2274226 “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!”
That was Aria, alright.
“Aria? Erika, that’s Aria!” said Carmen, we both had turned to the direction of the scream.
That girl had some strong lungs. It was also nice to hear her scream like people instead of meowing all the time.
I had just taken off Natty out of Carmen. Did the cow-titted girl really thought she could mess with my friends right in front of me?
“Ow, ow, ow!” said Natty, I was a little careless handling her after hearing Aria.
“Shit, I better go check,” I decided.
Beating people up and most holds were forbidden by Jill. I was cool with that, I didn’t want the fucking thing to become a damn massacre if things like that were allowed. I had Natty right in front of me, I had taken her ribbon off and she had just joined the nude girl club. I was holding her back to my front, I had one whole thumb up her ass; and with my other hand I was holding her pubes, I had a good grip and I wasn’t holding back.
Both maneuvers were valid, Jill had said so. I pulled Natty so she would face me, and without letting go I kissed her. It wasn’t anything romantic or sweet or nothing like that. It was a fucking brutal kiss, nothing sexual; I was showing dominance. After tasting the bitch’s throat with my tongue, I let go and allowed her to cough twice.
“You’re not going to be a fucking problem, are you?” I told her, and she better answer right, I was in a hurry.
“N-no! No! I’ll be good!” she said with teary eyes. “Ah! AH!”
I took my thumb out of her ass and let go all at once of her pubes. I turned tail and started running to where I heard Aria.
“W-what about Lisa?” Carmen asked behind me.
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>>2274903 “Go check on her,” I told her. “I think she’ll be fine anyway, I have to go see if Aria’s okay first.”
I didn’t like that Delanie girl, she gave me the creeps. Lisa was fine, though. We were being watched from all angles by everyone in camp. There was no way Delanie would be able to hurt Lisa here; if anything the psycho bitch could get disqualified if she tried and get forced out of the picture for all our collective peace of mind. It was more important to see how Aria was doing. If Aria was still high as a kite she wouldn’t have screamed, and if she had come down I had no idea what state she was on. She could need help.
*
I didn’t know what was up with Aria, or what was going through her head. All I knew was that she had woken up from whatever was happening to her because of Medea’s so called masterpiece.
“And the fight at the start line rages on!” I commented on the mic. I had not being doing my job as well as I should have, too many things were happening at once for me to focus. “Aria, one of the favorites to win on the race according to our betting odds, bolts off and is quickly making up for lost time!”
It was a lie, kind of. I had not given a look to the betting data and had just left Kathy and Lise to deal with that. I just assumed that Aria was one of the most voted to win; and why wouldn’t she be?
I could have believed Aria to start running just because. I had seen cats do that; but the way she behaved… I was sure she was herself again. That adorable screech she did, how she stopped playing with Leslie, how she started running to the audience, got intimidated by the mass of people, though better about it, turned and went in the direction of the tennis courts since less people were there as far as Aria could see… it had to be the case.
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>>2274904 I had to start running with Aria if I wanted to even have a chance at keeping up with her even considering all the obstacles. I had the whole forty participants to commentate about, but I was selfish and wanted to talk about Aria; and more than anything watch what she was doing. What was wrong with that?
Aria made it to the mud pits in no time. The way I saw it, the mud pits were an equalizer. Shoes were not exactly banned on the race. It was general consensus that you could still be naked and wearing shoes; some girls had brought footwear surviving our purge and things of the like. Enter the mud pits! If you brought shoes to the race, it was time to leave them behind, because there was no way they were not getting lost in there. I also thought it could be hard for Aria since she liked to run in all-fours and the pits were knee deep at least; more so to tiny Aria.
*
For a hot minute there I had thought this could have been fun. I mean the race and the whole thing; running around next to naked in front of people. It was fine as long as everyone was doing it, right?
Wrong.
“Come on, Tammy! Let’s join the race! Do you want to be wearing just underwear for the rest of camp? It’ll be fun! Come on, Ana! Tell her to join!”
I could hear Denise’s voice inside my head even now. “It’ll be fun, Tammy! It’ll be fun!” she had said. How fun was it to basically swim in an ocean of mud and crap and whatnot? Just how thick was the damned mud? I had already tripped once, my whole ass was covered in the brown, sticky thing, my ribbon was covered in mud, some had gotten to my hair. Fantastic; just great. I couldn’t even hope Denise was having a bad time as I was. She had probably stayed at the beginning of the race and had found some girl to sexually assault, the nympho. Like she gave a shit she was going to be naked after the thing ended. The whole thing must have been a field trip to her.
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>>2274905 Just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, something heavy fell on my back; knocking me over to the front.
“Argh!” I barely managed to put my hands in front of me and still got a mouthful of mud. “Bwaah! Ah! Ah! Pfft! Pfft!” I tried spitting it but I knew I was not getting rid of the taste for a while.
What the hell was that?
*
Was that cheating? No, it couldn’t be. I was going to allow it. Besides, people looked excited.
“And Aria is skipping the mud pit by jumping from girl to girl!” I yelled, excited. I had to give it to her, that was pretty creative.
It wasn’t like Aria wasn’t getting her paws dirty; her feet and hands were as filthy as any other contestants; which only made her leave marks on whichever was the unlucky girl she landed on. Aria had single-handedly made all of the girls who had rushed ahead and were about to make it out of the mud pit trip and get covered on the stuff. On the plus side, even if they got naked during the race, it would be hard to make out their good stuff; they would be covered by muck.
After Aria landed on her last stepping stone, she gave a pretty darn impressive leap; pirouette and all. She would have been graceful had she not started running the second the touched the ground like a panicked animal. At this rate she would get to the first place in no time.
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>>2274906 a) Jumping hurdles with cleverly positioned and nearly invisible hook-like protuberances.
b) Audience-operated vertical batons. Hard to dodge and keen on immobilizing.
c) Climbing wall. It might have some adhesive to it.
d) Tightrope. Might be coated with something Medea donated.
e) Ball pit. Never mind how it was dug up. People are hiding inside.
f) Crawling space with barbed wired above. I think you know where this is going.
g) Good ol’ fashioned Tire Hopping. Some tires are trapped, so do be careful.
h) Crawling tubes. Some contestants abuse the darkness and privacy inside.
These are some of the default obstacles. Vote for those you like and that’ll be the order of them. It goes without saying you can place your own obstacles. Let’s not think too hard about what it is feasible to be built by a few dozen teenagers in a span of a three hours or so.
This does not count the Aria-specific obstacle.
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>>2274908 I like all of A, C, E, and F.
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>>2274908 C D F G H
> is feasible to be built by a few dozen teenagers in a span of a three hours or so. Tennis-/Football-Nets (Pic Related)
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>>2274986 (2nd perspective)
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OBSTACLES:
1) Mud pit
2) Climbing Wall
3) Tennis nets for crawling under
4) Tightrope with aphrodisiac
5) Trapped hopping tires
6) Crawling tunnel (final)
Tentative: Ball pit, Stripping jumping hurdles.
>>2274908 I was under the impression that I was completely accustomed to my new body parts and abilities. Some of my new animal instincts required more getting used to and to be fair hardly a few hours could ever go past before I discovered something new about my cat nature.
This was a radical change, though.
I would have liked to stop and examine myself, but I couldn’t. I knew that until recently I had been dreaming, but I had woken up to a straight up nightmare. I could not consider myself dressed. A ribbon running up my private places was not clothing, not by any standard. The whole camp was about; it wasn’t an exaggeration; I was being observed by a hundred people and no matter where I ran to, there didn’t seem to be an end to them.
There was only one direction to run to and all of Jill’s obstacles were in the way. The first one had been just some mud. I had used a few girls as stepping stones and cleared it without problem, but using my agility to that degree had only cemented that something was wrong with me.
I felt heavier; not fatter, heavier. I was stronger, jumps were easier; something was wrong with my hair, it kept getting over my face, I could feel it flapping, covered in mud against different parts of my body. Had I not been embarrassed out of my mind and trying my hardest to flee from the endless sea of people watching my overly exposed body, I would have liked to go find a mirror to know what was up with me.
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>>2275403 It could also be my imagination, but my limbs felt shorter; not a whole lot, but the first few steps that I gave running felt odd; very off. I adjusted within the minute but something was strange with my body measurements.
Mentioning body measurements, something was also terribly wrong in my chest department. I hadn’t had the time to so much as turn to check on it, but it was smaller. I knew it was smaller! I was already quite used to the natural movement my boobs did whenever I was running or jumping; and I knew for a fact it had changed. What was going on?
After just a few seconds of the freedom to run in a straight line – still Hell On Earth considering my rear was showing as I felt the cold evening air on my butt and people were chanting and screaming and filming all around –, I had found what had to be the next obstacle, a wooden wall.
The wall was about twelve feet tall, it had been hastily built and the boards and planks forming it left plenty of space for fingers to sneak through for easy climbing. The wall was shiny; most likely covered in what I assumed was a slippery fluid. I could have run around it, as I cared little about the race and the rules. I had never agreed to any of the regulations or to even enter the competition and all I wanted was to get away from the place.
Twelve feet or so, though? I thought I could jump it easily. I focused all my strength on my back legs and gave a strong a jump as I could, giving priority to speed over form.
I made it to the top in one swift go, and as mortified as I currently was, I felt a little excited and at ease of being at higher ground. I got a good look to the track for a fraction of a second. It wasn’t that long, but it felt eternal. I just wanted out! I wanted people to stop looking at me!
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>>2275404 After experiencing whatever dream I had woken up from, after experiencing all those things inside my head I was certain of only two things: One, I loved my friends. I had seen the world with their own eyes, stepped on their shoes – or feet, more often than not since I had been nude in their memories most of the time – and come to understand them completely; I loved them all, I felt I had known them my whole life. Two, I could not take any more embarrassment. I had experienced one humiliation too many; I was not going to be able to take it anymore!
Up the wall, I was ready to jump down and continue running, I had seen a few places I could hide in. When I was about to make the leap, I noticed something.
“Meeeow! Meeeow! Meeeow!” I cried.
I was stuck! My tail was stuck!
*
Everything considering, I could be doing a lot worse. Not that I was doing fine, but it could be worse; that was a sure thing. Jill had sieged my cabin, made my friends sell me out to save their bare asses and I had been assigned as a slave to Kathy, that awful bitch.
Sure, I had been free after a while, but it was basically the worst day of my life. Kathy was a spiteful whore and had me show and expose my privates all over. I didn’t give her the satisfaction to watching me cry but I was close more than once. I didn’t care anymore after what I had been through. Going around camp bare naked? Not a problem.
Yeah, my tits weren’t all that big; yeah, I had these dumb tan lines on my arms, belly and legs; basically everywhere and now that I wasn’t wearing clothes they were almost as embarrassing as the fact that I was basically naked in public.
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>>2275405 Maybe because I had been getting into cardio for a while now, but I was one of the first places on Jill’s race ever since the start and now I was the undisputed head of the pack. I liked the idea of the whole thing. Just run a little; the people who already got to see me naked already get some more eye candy but also I wouldn’t be alone and if I won I will get my clothes back.
The mud pit was annoying, but not a problem when everything was said and done. I was a little dirty below but that was about it. I had gotten most of the mud off by the time I made it to the second obstacle, a climbing wall. I started climbing, the first one to make it to the thing. It had a very sticky thing to the boards the wall was made out of. Getting it on my hands and feet was bad enough, but if the thing got into my ribbon I was not getting it back; I had to be careful.
When I was about halfway to the top, I heard something behind me. I could hardly believe it! It was the werecat, that girl named Aria. In a single jump, she made it from the ground to the top of the wall. It was incredible, the most amazing thing that I had ever seen. She waited at the top for like three seconds, and then… she started meowing.
It was such a horrible meow. Not the sound itself, she sounded so cute I wanted to laugh; but it was soooo sad. I looked up, and saw the problem.
Aria was stuck. She was in this very funny pose, her butt up and her chest down, just like a cat about to jump. She wasn’t the werecat for nothing. Her tail was down, and it was stuck to the wall; and stuck good. She meowed again; she sounded so sad. I rushed to her, I couldn’t help it, I almost got my own ribbon stuck to the wall in the process.
“Are you alright?” I asked her. Could she even speak.
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>>2275406 She turned to me with tears on her eyes, the poor thing. “I can’t move!” she said.
//This is Tonya Cauble, the camp’s cardio bunny. She loves animals. She’s had a very unfortunate encounter with Jill when Jill attacked her cabin.
a) Tonya has no time for clemency. She steals Aria’s ribbon and leaves her stuck there.
b) Tonya helps Aria, but asks for the ribbon in return.
c) Tonya helps Aria as a reflex, doesn’t even ask for anything.
d) Tonya helps Aria, but when Aria leaps it makes Tonya lose the equilibrium and Tonya has her ribbon stuck to the wall instead.
e) Tonya leaves Aria alone right where she is.
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>>2275408 B. I'm a little interested in seeing what'll happen to Aria if she finishes the race without a ribbon (since she doesn't care enough about the rules to grab more)
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B. Congrats on getting over half a million words for the story. Must be close to 100k words in the discussion of the voting process
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>>2275710 Thanks! Didn't dream for a second the story would get so long at the start.
>>2275408 In hindsight, I had been too careless. I was under the impression that the liquid splattered all over the wall was something meant to make people slip; I hadn’t dreamed it would be an adhesive instead. Knowing Jill, that was the obvious outcome; it was meant to catch the only thing I was wearing, my ribbon.
The adhesive wasn’t too powerful, but my tail wasn’t strong, either and I had the whole thing plastered against the wall, I couldn’t move it. I could have used a hand to get it out of there was I in a position to do so; because I had taken the choice to leap down before I had noticed what had happened to my tail, that was no longer possible. I couldn’t move without hurting myself.
I shuddered to think what could have happened if I hadn’t noticed on time and I had taken the jump. It would have been like ripping a huge Band-Aid out of my tail all at once with my weight – insignificant as it might be – as an unstoppable, downwards force. I would have been left crying for a whole different reason.
A girl asked me if I was alright. I turned to meet her with a pitiful look. I didn’t know her. She had pretty, brown eyes; big and very emotive; she was feeling empathy and concern right now and it helped me be put at ease. Her mouth was small and she had an earnest kind of face; not used to subterfuge. She had straight, black hair held very smartly in a ponytail behind her. Most of her body was completely tanned, except for where one would be supposed to wear clothes. She had tan-lines where shirt and shorts would be supposed to go. Her belly was tanned, though.
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>>2275754 It wasn’t like she was completely naked so I could contemplate all of this, she was in the same boat as I was, wearing nothing but a skimpy ribbon that could hardly count as any cover. Hers was yellow, it had a metallic texture to it and had four small bows made to the front of her body, each one carefully crafted. I had to admit it, it was more than a little appealing; very sexy.
“I can’t move!” I squeaked, it came out far more pathetic that I had intended.
“Need any help?” she quickly offered.
“Yes! Yes, please! Please help me get my tail out!”
The mere prospect of having someone grab my tail was repellent, and still it was far better than the alternative. I could seriously hurt my tail were I to simply jump down; maybe even stay hanging by it! I couldn’t imagine anything more painful. I cringed again just picturing it.
“Hmm…” she pondered, slowly climbing over the wall and carefully arranging her limbs in preparation for the climb back down from the opposite side. “It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but… I mean. Oh! I’m so mean! I’m sorry! I really, really want the get the first place a-and let’s face it, I’m not going to get it with you on the race. C-could you please just stay there until the race ends? Oh, I am so sorry! I know you need help and I’m here being such a… but I really want to win!”
She was about to leave me to my fate.
“No! Wait! Wait, please!” I implored in prayer. “I’m not interested in the race, I just want to get out of here! I want to run away from all the people watching! Please! Please! Please!”
She gave me another concerned glance, then quickly looked behind me, presumably to the other people approaching. “S-someone else will help you! I’m sure!” she said; not to me, she was bargaining with fate, as if trying to protect her Karma.
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>>2275755 “No, they won’t!” I urged, as I knew if I took too long this tanned girl was liable to run away. “They’ll…! They’ll take my ribbon and leave me here!”
The memories of everything that had transpired while I was in the dream-world had already come back and they were slowly making more and more sense. I remembered the rules of the race as explained by Jill, I remembered Erika painstakingly taking care of me when my mental capacity was basically reduced to the level of a toddler’s… and her promise to do something very nice to me if I followed her instructions. I knew that in such a competitive environment, the most likely scenario was for others to see my misfortune as an advantage, and to exploit it.
I would not be able to tolerate being pinned to where I was after being stripped. I would surely pass out of shame. What if I passed out and ripped my tail off?
“You! You take my ribbon instead!” I offered without missing a beat. “That’s the objective of the race, isn’t it? Take my ribbon with you, please! Just get me out of here, hurry!”
It was a significant sacrifice, and yet what choice did I have?
“Are you sure?” the girl stopped descending and instead climbed back up. She liked the offer quite a lot. It spoke to her good nature; she could have taken my ribbon already and I could not have stopped her. She was interested in winning above anything else, but was also a good person. “Oh, I’m Tonya; by the way. Nice to meet you, Aria!”
I was overwhelmed enough that when she started grabbing my butt and gently trying to pry off my tail out of the wall, I purred like my life depended on it and started rubbing my head against her in an affectionate display of gratitude. I thought better of it later, wondering if I had creeped Tonya out. She didn’t seem to mind.
“Damn! It’s really in-there, huh? Oh! Got it! Got it! Just a sec aaaand… done! You’re free!” she announced.
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>>2275757 I didn’t wait any longer. As appreciative as I was, I couldn’t take anyone, grabbing my tail for that long was too much, even if it was a benefactor. I leaped down and at long last made it to the other side of the wall. I could have turned and ran for it, Tonya would never catch me, the temptation was strong; but I had to keep my word. I knew that I had to.
I crouched and moved my tail in front of my face to examine it. It was gooey and sticky. I had the sudden urge to lick it in order to clean it and I couldn’t stop myself.
“Eww…” it tasted awful, I spat. I gave it another lick, like I had just forgotten what I had just tasted. I spat again. “Oww…” I whined. I knew that I had to clean it and I had quite the chore in front of me.
Meanwhile, Tonya hurried down. She jumped out the last five feet or so. That could not be good for her human knees.
“Let’s hurry! People are coming!” she impatiently panted. She was not wrong, some other girls were starting to climb the wall. They were very slow, at least; no doubt trying not to get their ribbons stuck to the adhesive.
Tonya extended her hand and I didn’t play dumb. I tried closing my eyes, but all my other senses were still very much aware that we were being surrounded from all sides by prying eyes. I tried my hardest not to think about it. I tried undoing my ribbon; I couldn’t.
I stood up, eyes still closed, turned away and offered myself to Tonya, extending my arms. “Go ahead!” I requested, she would have to do the dirty deed.
She didn’t hesitate; in a few swift movements she had me completely nude, my ribbon on her hands.
As for me, I hyperventilated and the blood rushing to my face made me feel wobbly. I tried to thank Tonya for her help but nothing came out. I began running, leaving her behind. Everything else would have to wait, I needed a hiding place.
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>>2275758 I was once more nude in public.
a) The wall becomes a giant fly-trap for the rest of the girls. A choke point most people can’t get past.
b) Climbing leaves one very vulnerable, fights ensure on the climbing wall as people below pull things that don’t belong to them.
c) Wall? What wall? The action is at the mud pit. Mud fights break out, and with the limited amount of permitted maneuvers as stated by Jill, it is an interesting show.
d) It’ll be more fun watching how Aria deals with her sticky tail and the tennis nets on the next obstacle.
e) Lisa has been caught and she’s being toyed with. Carmen tried to help but it backfired.
f) Rather than an obstacle, let’s focus on a specific girl (pick a girl).
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>>2275760 B+E, I don't think we're ready for a choke point yet but ribbon fights while climbing up a wall sounds quite unique, and I'm also interested in checking in on the mess at the starting line.
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>>2275760 Erika had gone up ahead behind Aria. It was not the wrong choice, Aria might have needed the help and we had the potion business to worry about. Witchery was never anything you could trust.
I was more of the studious and intelligent type than the athletic kind, there was no point denying it. I would be wasting my time rushing anywhere since I was slow compared to everyone else. I was better off staying and helping Lisa out of her predicament. I also wasn’t fooling myself; I wasn’t going to win the thing or hoped for any different. I wasn’t even sure why I joined in the first place; all I had was a pair of panties and now I had lost it in exchange for a dumb ribbon.
If we were around forty-five at the start, at least twenty had stayed behind to… fight, like barbarians. Not to actually fight, we were not allowed to and we would be disqualified if we hit each other; they were doing only the things that Jill had permitted; because this was Jill who made the rules it was kind of disgusting and I didn’t want to think or talk about it.
Girls were touching each other… inappropriately. They had to basically make each other surrender by sexually abusing their peers, and in public, no less. All of that for maybe getting an extra ribbon or two that could be maybe a shirt or a pair of pants if they happened to maybe make it to the end of the race? I would pass the opportunity, thank you very much.
In the middle of all that, was Lisa running around screaming like she was about to be brutally murdered. She was being closely followed by Delanie, that slender girl who gave me flashbacks to the first nights I had spent with Medea; both were cute as porcelain dolls, both were creepy behind all that and it was easy to tell something was wrong with them.
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>>2275989 It was up to me to help Lisa and I didn’t blame her if she didn’t want whatever was happening to many others around us to happen to her at the hands of Delanie. She was my friend and Erika had left me in charge. I didn’t know what, but I had to do something.
*
It was exhilarating.
Chasing Lisa down, amidst the chaos… I could do this until dawn and feel not an ounce of fatigue. Lisa looked amazing… tantalizing; how could anyone expect to control themselves in front of such beauty? She was covered by nothing but a pretty, green, velvety string. It went down her perfect buttocks and up her delicious vagina; to then embrace her bountiful breasts with a tight embrace, spinning to cover her pretty, pink nipples it all off.
Lisa was not making it easy; her strong and toned legs denoted the beauty and strength of a wild animal and she was making full display of it. I liked it that way. She knew it that when I reached her, I would tenderly remove her wrapping and public or not, I would partake in the appetizing buffet that was her body.
I respected Lisa for running away… no, I loved her for it. She was so competitive, she wanted to win; I knew it. My poor Lisa was blind to the fact that if I took her ribbon, she could get mine in exchange and we could do… so many things before parting away together to demolish the competition. She would realize the moment I caught her, and the chase was fun so I had nothing to complain about. The hunt was enjoyable.
Vulgar bitches all around us were doing shameless things to each other. They were giving me ideas as every time I saw anyone insert fingers into a vagina or an anus, I couldn’t help but imagine that was me doing it to Lisa… or that was Lisa doing it to me.
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>>2275990 It came to an end. I would have liked it to last a little while longer but I couldn’t control myself, I had to indulge. I had cornered Lisa. Behind her was a sea of Mud, in front of her… just me. She had nowhere to go and I felt so sorry that because of what she felt for me she couldn’t fathom to lay a finger on my skin; how unaware she was that I would not have minded being ravaged so long as it was by her hands!
We had so much to talk about, so much to discuss; Lisa and I. I slowly walked forward, licking my lips in anticipation. I hoped Lisa could see all the love I felt for her reflected right on my eyes or in my shy smile.
Lisa looked gorgeous with an expression of fear on her face. It was the fear of being defeated and taken out of the race; how happy she would become when I told her that after enjoying her body we would become unconditional allies and I would take it to the end of the race, whatever it took!
“L-Lisa! Run! I got her!” I heard behind me at the same time a pair of tanned, brown arms stopped me from continuing forward, to my destiny.
“Thanks! I owe you one!” Lisa didn’t even dawdle for a second, she turned and started making her way through the mud mire.
Oh, my Lisa… how badly she wanted to win. Maybe it was better this way, maybe loving each other at the start of the race was too anticlimactic, maybe it was pertinent to wait some time longer before we were together and we showed the whole camp how much our feelings made us better and stronger.
What was unforgivable, however, was that Carmen, that awful girl; had grabbed me from behind to stop me from being with Lisa. It had worked in my favor, but that didn’t make it any less sinful or disgusting. I had to teach her a lesson she wouldn’t soon forget; within the rules of the tournament, of course, I could not be disqualified yet.
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>>2275991 *
Aria was fast, that I knew; her stamina was kind of shit, though. I would catch up to her if I kept going. I trusted Carmen would be able to help Lisa from whatever Delanie had planned. It was two against one, after all.
The first obstacle was mostly just fucking annoying. It was to slow us down and shit. Yeah, some dumb bitches had the brilliant idea to fight and try to get more ribbons when they were in the middle of the mud thing and it worked as well as anyone would have thought. They fell, they got stained black and brown like fucking pigs, and they bitched about mud getting on their eyes, their hair or even their pussies.
One bitch tried to get smart with me; Andrea. She jumped me from behind; probably thought just because she was tall I was going to be at a disadvantage. She was being playful and a good sport and at any other time I would have let her be and maybe have some fun with her, but I was in a hurry.
I quickly tripped her to the mud, put my thumb up her ass and started spanking her; all valid maneuvers. When Andrea tried to move or get away, I would twist and bend the thumb and I would warn her to stay put. She cried “I give! I give! I give!” after just a few seconds.
I didn’t take her ribbon; she didn’t have any. I told her to get the hell out of my way and warned her that if she tried that shit again I would make her regret it.
“Shit…”
After making it out of the pit a bigger problem jumped to the sight. The next obstacle was a climbing wall. Four bitches had made it before me and they were behaving like crabs in a bucket, pulling each other down. Whoever tried going up the rest tried to strip her; while that happened another one would try to take the chance to climb and the same thing happened.
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>>2275993 There was nothing to it. I did what I had seen others do at the beginning of the race where people stayed to fight. I quickly removed my ribbon; it wasn’t like the people watching hadn’t seen my pussy before. I couldn’t help winking to a guy who whistled loudly while I stripped, hoping Kirby didn’t see. I was going to need my hands to climb, so I wrapped by ribbon all over my left arm to protect it and rushed to see if I could be the crab in the bucket that made it away.
a) Andrea’s attempt to regain a ribbon, jumping Lisa on the pit.
b) Delanie teaching Carmen a lesson.
c) Aria gets trapped under the net and a wild Melanie appears.
d) Erika trying to power through while ignoring people poking places.
e) Random fights at the start of the race where still fifteen girls or so remain.
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>>2275994 B+C looks good to me.
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>>2275994 B+C
nice take on the twisted thoughts of Delanie ;]
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>>2275994 Running made me feel better. If made me feel I was getting away, that I was making some progress. If I stopped and thought about it, even if I wasn’t wearing my ribbon anymore, so long as I kept moving people would only see my sides. I was fast! Faster than any human, I thought! They didn’t have to see anything! Right?
Besides, maybe there was no place of the track that was completely devoid of observers, but it was certainly thinning out as I was going ahead. I could certainly hear a significant amount of feet heading our way very slowly; it was not a concern since the odds they would catch me were basically zero.
I was fine. I was perfectly fine; maybe naked and afraid, but I was fine.
I had been through worse! I had to believe that!
I couldn’t… I wasn’t the same girl. It had been too much for me; I had just re-lived over a week’s worth of embarrassing memories all at once and I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed a break, a win; someone to take mercy on poor Aria for once.
It was a good thing I didn’t quite need my eyes to continue running, the tears made everything blurry and distorted even in the comfortable twilight. Cheers and vulgar exclamations followed me no matter how fast I went, and had I found a whole I would have definitely crawled to it to hide and cry. There was a similar place up ahead… just a minute or two of going to full speed and I would be free; I had to be strong.
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>>2276476 “No! You have to go under it, not above it! No, bad cat!” I heard. That was a weird thing to say in the middle of a race. Were they talking to me? They had to, who else would be called a cat?
“Meeew!”
I stopped running and held my ears to cover them. A horrible, astonishing, exceedingly unpleasant and acute sound came out of nowhere. It was loud, distracting and the sharpest thing I had ever heard in my life.
“Werecat, come here! You have to behave and do the obstacles right. Jill said so,” the same person who had called me a cat said. “Come here, I said!”
The horrible sound came out again, I tried covering my ears and even yelling – meowing – to cover or minimize the splitting headache the horrible pitch was causing me. Nothing worked. It took me less than a second to understand my position. “I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming!” I obediently turned to the voice and scent and went to her, forgetting my shame for a few seconds juts so long as my ears could be released from their torment.
I rapidly blinked away my tears and saw in front of me a brunette a year or so younger than me. I had seen her around plenty; she was often close to the guy with the dumb goatee and the guitar, hanging around some Asian guy wherever she went or talking to Jill at the tennis courts. She had also made quite a show in a strip-tennis match against Natty. She was holding an elongated, red whistle close to her full lips. Those worked on me? Oh, no…
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>>2276477 She had pretty blue eyes that I knew were contacts to cover her natural color; l had heard someone in the cafeteria say so back when having cat ears was a novelty for me. I knew her name was Diane, and I knew she was one of the most trusted Panty Raiders. She wore way too much make-up even if it did look kind of good on her; extremely red lips with deep-violet eye-shadow reminding me to Erika. She used Macy’s, the same brand of primer as I did – not that I wore make-up all that often –, it was easy to tell by scent. I was also jealous of her pretty pink color of skin that broadened her choice of rouge compared to me.
As much pain as she had just caused me, I loved her hair. It was cute and short. She used blonde highlights cleverly, it made me wonder how I would look with some. They were blonde and not evenly distributed; which made them flashy and interesting. Did a stylist made them for her that way, or she had just done that herself at random? Either way, it worked.
“W-what? What do you want?” I asked her, wasting no time in obeying her instructions and going to her. I had to look up to her, as there was no way I would stand with my current lack of attire. Crouching and crawling suited me just fine.
She was wearing nothing but a pair of side-tie blue panties; she was slender and had a good figure; her boobies were okay but not all that shapely; they were of a discreet size and they bounced a lot with every movement she made. I would call them jaunty.
“Oh, so you can speak? Great. Um… are you the werecat right now?” Diane asked me.
I knew to what she was referring to, and I was in too much of a hurry to extend our conversation any more than necessary.
“No! I’m not! B-but I was when I joined the race! I just woke up and I want out!” I quickly explained. Maybe this was a way to finish this. I didn’t even want my panties back, I just wanted to leave.
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>>2276478 “If you’re not the werecat why did you meow? And why are you still in all-fours?” she dumbly inquired.
“Because you hurt my ears and I’m embarrassed to be naked out in the open! What do you want?” I pressed her urgently.
“Oh, right. This is a race, after all. I’m in charge of these nets you see,” she extended her arm and showed me I was standing on what had to be the nets back at the tennis courts. They had been knitted together to make a fairly massive one; spanning above thirty feet I would guess. “I tell people to go under them, not over them. If they don’t, they get disqualified.”
“I don’t care! I don’t want to be on the race!” I repeated myself.
“I dunno about that. All I know is that Jill told me to not let anyone go over the net, and to use this whistle on you if you didn’t listen. I’m obeying my orders, else that’s my pretty, little ass on the line.”
I unconsciously turned to look at her rear. Yeah, I supposed it was small and kind of pretty. The blue panties accentuated it just fine. She had a pass to call it that.
“So… are you following the rules or am I blowing the anti-wolf whistle again? Them’s my instructions, Aria. Sorry!” she placed the damnable whistle to her lips readily.
“Wait! Wait!” I pleaded. “I’m going! I’m going!” I said in defeat. I didn’t want to hear that sound again. It was just crawling. That was how I normally ran. I would be done with it in an instant.
“Good. Oh! More people are coming. You better hurry, you’re losing your lead,” she simpered without an ounce of guilt.
I didn’t care about winning the race, but I cared about being caught up by more girls which would bring more people to me. I quickly lifted the net and snuck under it. I started crawling careful to not get tangled.
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>>2276479 “What? No! Damn, my tail! Again?” I couldn’t help but say out loud. The sticky thing that had gotten to my tail back on the wall wasn’t doing me any favors. It slowed my advance.
“Having troubles again, huh? Sorry, I’m not helping you out of this one,” Tonya said as she reached the net, somewhat panting.
She quickly knelt and went under the net with swift and precise movements, her intentions quite clear. It wasn’t long before she overtook me, as every step I gave I only made things worse for my situation.
If I had noticed at the start I would have tucked my tail between my legs or something. It was too late, as it was stuck to the net, and the net was tightly secured against the floor so I couldn’t move it. Forcing my way through proved to be a mistake as I managed to do exactly what I had been trying to avoid; I trapped myself.
“Meeeeow! Meeeeow! Meeeeow!”
“Do you do that EVERY TIME you get stuck?” Tonya said in front of me, nearly done with the net herself.
“Shut up! Meeeeow! Meeeeow! Meeeeow!” I was unable to move so I had to make a loud noise to get help. It was only common sense. It was easy for Tonya to say so because she was perfectly free.
“Don’t look at me! I can’t help you, okay! I can only blow the whistle if you don’t behave and tell the guys to throw people out of the race if they get disqualified,” Diane ignored my pleading eyes.
It was bad. My tail was completely stuck to several different segments, making a mess. My arms had gotten entangled and my head was trapped, it felt asphyxiating and I started having an anxiety fit, caring less and less about how naked I was and more and more about how immobile I was.
“M-Melanie? Melanie! Is that you?” I called.
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>>2276480 I recognized the scent behind me, two other girls were heading my way in a hurry; one of them I recognized as Melanie.
“Aria? Are you stuck?” she dumbly questioned. Wasn’t it obvious? I didn’t say anything because she sounded like she wanted to help, and I could hear her get ever closer to me.
a) Melanie selflessly helps Aria out of her predicament. Aria feels a need to repay her after the race.
b) Melanie attempts to help Aria unsuccessfully, they have to wait for Erika who’s not far behind, almost done with the wall, if notoriously pissed off.
c) Melanie goes to help Aria, but is unable to resist the temptation and starts licking the kitty. She apologizes a lot but doesn’t stop.
d) Melanie ends up as stuck as Aria herself. They end up uncomfortably close to each other.
e) Melanie helps Aria out in exchange for a date.
*
I was a little offended that Lisa had run away so quickly once I was holding Delanie. She could have at least said something like “No! I can’t leave you behind!” or at least nodded to me, looking solemn before promising to come back for me… something!
I was the slowest of us, by far. Erika was crazy fast, Lisa had long and strong legs, Medea was a powerful creature of the night and Aria was half-cat. They had still left me behind, even if I was the one who needed the most help. Well, Medea wasn’t participating but still…
Delanie, who I was holding with a bear hug, was not all that tall but she had some strength on her thin frame. She struggled like a rabid animal and as much as I tried, she made me trip forward into the mud pit. We both went face first and I let go.
“Getting in the way of Lisa and me? Big mistake!” she said. Some mud was inside her mouth and she looked like she didn’t care. It was scary.
Delanie jumped to my back before I could move. If Lisa, who was perfectly capable of bullying me was afraid of this girl, what chance did I have? I was just the intellectual type!
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>>2276481 “You can’t stop yourself from thinking about her, huh?” she said as she laughed. I shivered and it wasn’t because the mud was cold; I regretted grabbing her at that moment. “Her cascading, golden mane…” from angry Delanie switched to longing. She started getting her hands over me, one of them pressing my breasts and the other one on my belly, rubbing me, “or her perfectly, sculptural body of a goddess!” she carried on. “Much unlike the ugly udders you have, here!”
“Ah!”
She pressed by breasts, hard. She would let go and press them, she bit at my hair like a wild beast would, pulling at it. “You’re jealous of her, admit it! But you can never have her! You don’t deserve her!” she kept rambling like an insane person. “You’ll never have her fair skin, or her sensual lips touching yours! Oh, and what is this?”
She started pinching my butt.
“Stop!” I begged.
“Ha! How dare you even be in the presence of Lisa with this thing? You think these are acceptable buttocks? Lisa has standards, you damned harlot!”
She painfully stuck her knees against my back and stood over me, I could feel her turning.
“You’re hurting me!” I complained, not just to her but to all the people watching. Was it legal, what she was doing? I hoped not. If she got disqualified I was saved.
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>>2276482 She sat on the back of my head, pressing my face against the mud, then let go and kept using her butt to hit my nape. “This is the very least you should have if you ever thought of going for Lisa!” she said, repeatedly bumping me with her pale posterior. “As for your lesson…!” she stated ominously, grabbing the ribbon running down my back and moving it aside, the thing came undone and untied with ease.
1) Delanie just focuses on humiliating Carmen with an audience, as an example.
2) Delanie starts “punishing” Carmen, but starts fantasizing about Lisa in the middle of it.
3) Delanie puts some fingers inside Carmen, rubs her crotch against Carmen’s hair, gets a little horny and calls it a day. She has more important objectives.
4) In an act of valor, Lisa tackles Delanie out of Carmen. Delanie misunderstands and is happy about the turnabout.
5) Carmen unexpectedly gets the upper hand with some quick thinking and armchair psychology.
//Whoops. I was supposed to put Carmen's image later, when her narration started.
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>>2276484 D into B, Melanie and Aria getting stuck up against each other sounds really good, and then Erika can help them both out.
2, if Delanie gets wrapped up in Lisa fantasies then she can spend more time humiliating Carmen.
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>>2276484 B
4, time for teaching delanie a few manners ;)
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>>2276484 Help never came. Plenty of girls were still fighting at the start but less and less remained as I had stayed behind with a crazy person above me, bashing her butt to my head.
“Let’s punish your dirty holes, then!” Delanie, above me, said.
She forced my butt up, and after being done spanking me, she fearlessly stuck her fingers inside me. She was a lesbian so why would she hesitate?
“Ah…” despite not wanting to, I allowed a sound to escape my mouth and felt immediately ashamed. It sounded too… lewd.
“What a dirty and shameless whore! It doesn’t matter if it’s an enemy right?” she insulted me. “As long as anyone touches your dirty holes you get all excited.”
“Ah… y-you’re… stimulating the clitoris. W-what did you… ah… expect?” she wasn’t being too rough, at least I had that on my side.
“Do you really think you have a chance at Lisa? You whore? Don’t make me laugh!” she said, while laughing, and gingerly testing how many fingers she could get inside my vagina. It turned out my limit was three with the pinky kind of struggling to also get in. “Repent!”
“I’m… ah! I’m not in love with Lisa, y-you loony! I’m not a homosexual, alright? Ah…! I’m… into guys!” I clarified. Maybe if she stopped seeing me as a rival the psycho would let me go.
“Do you think I’m going to fall for that? I’m not a homosexual, either!” she said. Did she knew what the word mean? Maybe I should have said ‘gay’ or ‘lesbian’ or something else. “No individual in this world needs to be attracted to women to love Lisa! She transcends all that! All men, all women, even animals! All are liable to fall in love with her!” Oh… she was crazy. Not that I didn’t know already but that cemented it. “That’s why I have to protect her from people like you!”
“AH!”
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>>2277401 She had been kind of careful with me until then, she began to get rough, pinching my vulva, pulling what remained of my pubic hair and going as far as to flick my clitoris, causing me a great deal of pain… and a little bit of pleasure.
“How dare you think you stand a chance with Lisa? MY Lisa? Huh?” she monologued. I couldn’t speak back since she wouldn’t stop the abuse. “Just because she also likes girls? Just because you hyenas ganged against her to perversely drink the honey of her forbidden garden every night? Huh? Do you think I didn’t know? How you take advantage of her every night? How you… how you make her stand the way I have you r-right now. How… how I…”
She became tender and careful once more, to my relief. I was sure to keep my mouth shut, even if lewd sounds escaped my mouth every now and then.
“I can imagine you right now… mounted on poor Lisa. She has to submit because I’m not there to help her. You sit on her head. Y-you… you despicable beings; y-you rub your dirty things against her golden hair, don’t you? D-don’t you??” she started rubbing her crotch to my hair as she said that. “T-then, then you make her raise her delightful, h-her bountiful, her poor, abused, magnificent bottom. Y-you make her raise it to your amusement, don’t you? Just like this.”
She made me stand on my knees and raise my butt once more, I didn’t dare resist. I much preferred whatever she was doing now to the alternative.
“Then… then you harlots… you open my poor Lisa’s… her little secret place. You spread it open, to see its insides… just like this. Yes, yes you would. You would get as close as you can, a-and get a sniff of it; because her angelical scent is something you could never approach. Y-you want to lick it! You want to! But you don’t dare… she is just… so perfect.
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>>2277402 “Lisa would be scared, she would! She’d be worried, and crying and she’d tell you to leave her be… you feel bad. You tell her ‘Everything is going to be fine… we didn’t mean to hurt you… we just want to…’ a-and you feel bad, and you start making her feel good, trying to make up for you faults. You think, ‘Maybe if we pleasure the goddess she will forgive us’ and start getting your dirty mitts close to my Lisa. Four or five sets of hands all at once, rubbing all over her erogenous zones!
“You start exploring and exploring… and yeah… she moans. She moans; just like you’re doing… because as perfect as my Lisa is, she is just a young woman; eager to try new things, to explore her body. She… she has so much to learn. You explain to her what you’re doing, you tell her how the parts you’re stimulating are called. ‘These are your vaginal walls, Lisa… oh, you’re sensitive here? Let’s try that again…’ a-and things like ‘This pretty, pink button is your clitoris. It feels good when we touch it, doesn’t it?’ Yes, yes it does. And that is how you bitches keep my Lisa from me…”
Delanie finally stood up and let go off me. Wow! That was… interesting. If I wasn’t so scared I could have even enjoyed it. Delanie had her eyes closed, and she was lost in her own world, she was rubbing her breasts and inserting her middle finger inside herself over and over.
“A-and then you make her spread her legs… you have touched enough of her secret place and you’re ready to taste it… it is sinful, and wrong. But you have to! You have to…”
I quietly ran away…
*
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>>2277403 *
Trying to ignore them was no bueno. I didn’t have a ribbon to be pulled anymore, it was wrapped around my arm with the other I had taken but they had no problem pulling my legs instead when I tried climging. For the first time I wished the laws Jill came up with were not in effect and I could teach the bitches a lesson.
The problem was Lillie, the girl who Jill had dildo’d at the start of the race, and her friend; Dixie. They were not allowing anyone up probably out of being spiteful bitches. They were fighting a redhead team; a short one who I had seen around but only knew was an annoying little shit, and a skinny one named VeeVee or Vivian or something I had met during the first bonfire.
Lillie would have had the upper hand, but the Vivian girl was smart enough to attack the week point, and pressing the dildo in. The redhead shorty could be tiny, but she was feisty and shrieked with every sudden movement.
Since the bottleneck was being caused by Lillie and the redheads were only trying to get past just like me, I joined the redhead side. I sneaked behind Lillie and made her trip with a barely legal move. I got a good grip on her dildo stuck on her behind and started spinning, pulling and pushing without wasting any time. I was never going to catch up to Aria if I kept messing around.
“Ah! You bitch! Burn in Hell!” Lillie said as I dropped her and started fucking her ass.
“Doesn’t exist, girl. Besides, this is on you. Should’ve let me pass,” I told her straight up.
It wasn’t that easy, it never was. “Lillie!” said Dixie and she went behind me without missing a beat to try and pull me away by the waist. Seeing that didn’t work and I kept molesting Lillie who could do nothing but stay there and take it (I mean, the dildo was BIG) screaming bullshit at me; Dixie started messing with my tits, then changed her hands to mess with my pussy and was nearly brave enough to stick fingers in.
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>>2277404 It was having an effect on me, I was only human unlike some other people from my cabin; I just didn’t let it show. Both my hands were busy and I was finishing what I started. Dixie finally decided that with one hand she would be rubbing my snatch and with the other smacking my ass. “Let her go! Let her go, you!” she kept at it.
What did the other redheads did as I joined the fray? The dumb bitches turned on each other instead of helping me finishing Lillie and her bitch-friend up. One was skinny as sin, the other was short; it was an even fight. They kept trying to get up the wall and pulling each other.
“Meeeeow! Meeeeow! Meeeeow!”
“Aria? Aria! Are you there?” I heard Aria meowing her heart out just up ahead. I thought I had heard her before, too; just not as close. I called to her but got no response. “Alright, I don’t have time to waste with you morons!”
I got serious. I pushed Lillie to the ground, and stepped on her dildo. Yup, stepped on it.
“AAAAHHH!” she went. I was sure that hurt like hell but that was on her.
With my hands free, I struggled against Dixie. It was hard with one foot put but I gained an advantage once I got a thumb up Dixie’s ass; I knew I was not being very original but damn, that thing worked fucking wonders. I should consider using it more often even outside the race. It stopped everyone on their tracks.
I pulled Dixie to me, who had been forced to let go off my pussy at long last and pressed one of her tits as strongly as I could. She wanted to yell but I planted one deep kiss on her whore mouth. I kept kind of biting the inside of her mouth and getting my tongue down her as far as it would go.
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>>2277405 While I was busy, many more girls ran past us, every single one soaked in mud except for the first one. No one looked at us twice; what I was doing was just more of what they had seen during the first obstacle. They reaped the hard fought fruits of my labor by getting past us and up the wall and that pissed me off.
I got more brutal, basically the whole dildo was up Lillie and I could tell Dixie had started crying. They both went limp almost at the same time and I knew that I had won.
“Are you going to be a fucking problem?” I stopped savagely kissing Dixie and pushed my thumb up her ass a little deeper to make a point.
“No… no, ma’am! You win! You win!” she was crying and I didn’t feel the least guilty.
“Good girl,” I let go off her and pushed her aside. “I swear to you; and I’m fucking warning you; next time I have to teach you the lesson you’re going to fucking regret it. Now get the fuck out of my sight! And hand over your ribbon!”
“I’m sorry, Lillie!” Dixie shrieked running away rubbing her bum after obeying; now I had three ribbons. I was making a killing.
“And how about you? Are you going to make me keep going? Do I have to fuck you unconscious?” I turned to Lillie. I sat on her back and kept playing with her.
“Holy crap. I just came…” she admitted, panting.
“Wh-what? Really?” I asked. It was hard to tell, she had been shaking like crazy for a while now; if anything, she had finally relaxed.
“Yeah. Twice. So… there’s that,” I didn’t know what to say so let an awkward silence sit around for a few seconds. “So… truce? Don’t get me wrong, I would kick your ass eventually; but people are running past. We’re going to be stuck here for a while at this rate. How about… we agree to leave each other alone?”
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>>2277407 “Heh. Seriously? You’re that deluded?” I wondered. Was she messing around? Did the bitch really think she could take me? Whatever. “Yeah, sure. Let’s call it a tie. Look, I’m going up that wall and if you get in my way we’re getting back here, I promise.”
“I’ll stay out of your hair if I stay out of mine. I’ll race you but I’ll let you be.”
I had a feeling that if I took her ribbon (she had stolen one from one of the redheads, no idea which one since both were buck naked) around her arm, I would waste more time, so I nodded, and sprinted to the wall. From what I could tell close to ten people were already ahead of me because of my fight with Lillie and Dixie.
Climbing on itself wasn’t that hard. There was some sticky shit plastered all over, one bitch got in my way and I pushed her in. She shrieked and got her ribbon stuck to the wall. I wanted to laugh but felt kind of bad about what I just did. I climbed over to the other side at long, fucking last and nearly jumped the whole height of the thing. The soles of my feet hurt, my thumb had been in a bunch of girls’ asses, I was naked and cold and muddy and in a bad mood. Aria better be close.
Turned out she was. She had stopped meowing for a little while and then kept going. The next obstacle was not far off; it was just the tennis nets all together. “You have to go un-”
“I know! I know! Shut up,” I interrupted Diane, who was there to tell people not to skip the thing.
I ignored her and still did it, ran to Aria. She was stuck, really, really stuck. From what I could tell in her panic she had moved all over and had made things worse for herself. The guilty party was her tail, as it was full of the sticky thing from the wall.
Aria wasn’t alone. Melanie was with her. They were in a 69 position, both were staring the hell out of each other’s pussies with thirsty eyes and blushed red as blood until the moment I arrived. Melanie was as stuck as Aria.
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>>2277408 “Erika! Erika! Help!” Aria asked. “I am stuck!”
She sounded different somehow. Was she back to her senses? That was good news. “I can see that. Hold on for a sec. Don’t move, okay?”
“C-can I get some help, too? I tried helping her…” asked Melanie, very nicely. Sure, I would help her. I nodded her way. I wasn’t sure if she had tried to help Aria or to take advantage, it was kind of a suspicious position to be caught in.
“Shit. You guys are really in there, huh? Okay, hold on and follow my lead…”
“Yes!” they both said at the same time.
a) A deadly trio of cat, basher and… Melanie is formed. They’re not very fast but they demolish the competition.
b) Erika is forced to defend against an assailant using the chance she was busy.
c) Erika frees Aria and tells her to run as fast as she can up ahead. They cover her tail in some mud kind of fixing the stickiness problem.
d) Melanie can’t help herself and while being freed she stars molesting Aria. Erika decides to leave her stuck there to teach her a lesson.
e) Carmen’s and Lisa’s adventures over the mud pit.
f) Tonya made it to the next obstacle… a tightrope with a potion prepared by Medea over it.
//The redheads teaming against Lillie and Dixie were Enriquetta and Wilma. Wilma was a nickname (VeeVee).
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>>2277408 “Erika! Erika! Help!” Aria asked. “I am stuck!”
She sounded different somehow. Was she back to her senses? That was good news. “I can see that. Hold on for a sec. Don’t move, okay?”
“C-can I get some help, too? I tried helping her…” asked Melanie, very nicely. Sure, I would help her. I nodded her way. I wasn’t sure if she had tried to help Aria or to take advantage, it was kind of a suspicious position to be caught in.
“Shit. You guys are really in there, huh? Okay, hold on and follow my lead…”
“Yes!” they both said at the same time.
a) A deadly trio of cat, basher and… Melanie is formed. They’re not very fast but they demolish the competition.
b) Erika is forced to defend against an assailant using the chance she was busy.
c) Erika frees Aria and tells her to run as fast as she can up ahead. They cover her tail in some mud kind of fixing the stickiness problem.
d) Melanie can’t help herself and while being freed she stars molesting Aria. Erika decides to leave her stuck there to teach her a lesson.
e) Carmen’s and Lisa’s adventures over the mud pit.
f) Tonya made it to the next obstacle… a tightrope with a potion prepared by Medea over it.
//The redheads teaming against Lillie and Dixie were Enriquetta and Wilma. Wilma has a nickname (VeeVee).
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>>2277411 A, let's see what Aria can do in this challenge when she's got her head on straight.
Lavalamp
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>>2277411 “Okay, Melanie; move your arm.”
“Like that?”
“No, the other side. Atta girl. Now, the other one. No! To the other side!”
“I can’t move it that way! I’m stuck with Aria’s… uhm…”
“Yeah, I see that. Aria, move your leg. I know you can bend it.”
“Done. Am I out of the way?”
“Wow… you’re flexible!”
“Yeah, yeah. Get a room. Aria, now I need to move your arm through the net. Do this.”
“O-ouch!”
“Sorry, a little more. I said a little more!”
“Meow!”
“Aria, no.”
“MEOW!”
“Aria! No!”
“MEEEEOW!”
“I said no.”
“Sorry.”
Perhaps I should have started by letting it be known that I had no interesting in winning the race, just getting out of this place with as few people watching my shame as possible. Erika was in quite a hurry to get us out of the net and I had a feeling that she could have been gentler had I stated my reasons first; that was not to say wasn’t eternally grateful for her getting me out of that fix. Once my tail was free, everything else was relatively smooth.
“So, you’re back to normal, huh?” Erika pondered, raising the last of the net so we would be free.
Before she could react, I jumped out and planted a kiss on her. I had to do it. She didn’t reject me, but didn’t allow me to continue at my leisure, gently but sternly pushing me away. My chest was swelling and about to burst from living what felt like a lifetime inside Erika’s head. I understood her motivations, her aspirations in life and what made her tick; I loved her more for it all. At the same time, I completely understood what she felt for me and it was painfully obvious we were never meant to be a couple; she would never see me as anything else than a younger sister and I had learned to accept that inside her mind. I still had the sudden urge to express my feelings since it was not the moment for speeches, I kissed her.
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>>2278135 “What was that for?” Erika asked in a good mood. I could feel a death stare of indignation behind me; I could basically taste the hostility. Was that Melanie?
“Because I love you,” I whispered to her ear.
“So… are you going under the net or what? I allowed Erika to go over it to help you out, but if you want to make it to the other side you still have to go under it!” Diane interrupted us, some distance behind us. It was probably for the best; I had said my peace and I didn’t need an answer; I already knew all I needed to know.
“She’s right. Are we finishing this race or just standing here like morons? Come on; I don’t mind showing the good stuff around, not anymore; but it can sometimes get cold. Let’s get us some clothes!” Erika snapped out of it as well, I could tell she was not eager to deal with me at the moment; but there was truth to her words.
I suddenly remembered where I was. The audience was relatively thin where we were, but there were still boys all over pointing with their phones at us, illuminating the path and recording it all, including my kiss to Erika and maybe even… would a microphone be able to pick on what I said? I felt myself going dizzy once more. I was thrown back into reality; my anxiety from being trapped forgotten made something even worse surge; the certainty that people were watching my bare body and there was nothing I could do to stop them.
Erika lifted the net one last time and started crawling under it. Melanie followed right behind. For a second I forgot my shame and reprimanded myself for not reacting faster; now I wouldn’t get to stay behind Erika and get reacquainted with my favorite scent in the world.
“I’ve had it with you! Either go and do the race properly or get disqualified! See if I care!” Diane yelled at me.
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>>2278136 A memory flashed back; back when I wasn’t truly myself. I was observing Jill abusing Baseball Bat using a phallic object; a punishment for breaking the rules of the race. Baseball Bat had begun screaming pitifully and was nothing short of abused in front of dozens of people. I gulped. I didn’t want that to be me; and it was not likely for Jill to skip a punishment because it was me.
“Aria! You’re coming or what? Come on! We’re in the twentieth place already!” Erika urged.
“C-coming!” I responded.
Tucking my tail between my legs and shielding the sticky part of it with my stomach, I followed behind Melanie. The audience had grown so thin that I could leap over it; but that also meant they would get a very close and very embarrassing angle while I was midair; not to mention I was terrified of getting close to them while I was in such a state. None of the choices presented before me were any good, and I was quite sure I was developing a trauma; all I had for the moment was following Erika and see how things would turn out.
*
I wanted to go see other parts of the race so badly… but I had a duty and even though some would consider the way Lise talked to me as insubordination, I was glad she did. I had organized a huge event for the whole camp and my actions would have repercussions on everyone. It was not fair for me to go support my favorite contestants.
I had reached a happy compromise, though.
I was sitting on a boulder by the road, near the mud pit. In front of me I had an improvised table and plenty of phones streaming live what was going on in other places. I was basically a view of the whole track without having to move. Truth; the resolution of the screens I was watching left much to be desired because of their size, and the people filming were hardly camera crew material; they tended to focus way too much on girl’s chests or behinds. At least they had good taste in the angles they picked.
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>>2278137 I kept my upbeat tone of voice as to not make people notice that I was a little disappointed I couldn’t watch with my own two eyes like everyone else following the girls and instead had to watch through tiny screens. It was my event and my responsibility.
“After a very intense struggle and quite a nice show, most contestants have finally left the finish line and I don’t know about you guys; but I’m getting reports that over twenty girls are now struggling to get past the mud pits! Ooh! A fight breaks between Lisa and Maude! Blonde versus Redhead! Who are you supporting?”
Thanks to Tom, as much as the guy freaked me out, we had very good setup throughout the race. He had made it so the same screens I was getting were also getting streamed live elsewhere and anyone who cared to watch could see the very same nine screens I was watching. I was also being heard by not only Dugald’s speaker; but several other devices; all made by phones. Had we the budget and the time, we could have made something really amazing.
“Aria has been freed! Aria has been freed by her roommate, Erika. She went over the net to help her friend, but since she didn’t get past the obstacle outright, it is permitted. What is this? Folks, it seems that…! Brad, can you zoom out? I’m not saying Cindy’s butt isn’t nice but… thanks. As I was saying; it seems that people are already getting immobilized at the adhesive wall! Poor Daisy, she can’t move at all, can she? Will she take her ribbon off to free herself? Will she? Will she? You’re on camera, so think long and hard about it!
“So much is going on I can’t keep track! We all knew this was bound to happen: Jodi and Peggy have begun fighting! Their alliance shatters as Peggy betrays her sister by pulling her ribbon and leaving her bare for all of us to watch! Peggy, I’m glad you’ve taken my advice and have begun shaving those pubes!
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>>2278138 “Tonya, are you alright there? What is she… what is she doing? Is she…? Oh, my God! What has gotten into her! A-and the newfound alliance of Erika, Aria and Melanie make a triumphant return to the race after a delay on the nets by taking ribbons left and right!
“I don’t know what to focus on!”
a) Aria and Erika taking ribbons.
b) The mayhem at the mud pits.
c) Peggy and Jodi doing some fairly incestuous activities to fight each other.
d) Daisy stuck to the wall.
e) Tonya doing something completely unexpected.
f) Lisa and Maude get jumped by Andrea.
g) Lillie’s hardships with her handicap.
You can also pick a girl and a situation. We can jump straight to that at any time.
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>>2278139 C, D, and E all look like good interesting situations to focus on.
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>>2278139 The crowd made the choice for me; as well as the people around the area with cameras. People were focusing on Peggy and Jodi; the Fulk sisters. Apparently, people had a thing about sisters fighting each other; or whatever passed for fighting under the tournament’s rules. I had to admit I kind of understood how some people could like it, but it was definitely not my thing. Maybe because I had a sister myself and just thinking that we ever could… eww… no. That was a hard pass.
“It goes to show that in this race you can’t trust anyone!” I shouted, starting to narrate what I was expected to cover. “As you have already seen, Peggy pulled her sister’s ribbon from behind when they were both about to climb up. Jodi; doesn’t she look cute jumping down and covering? Like we haven’t seen all of that before.
“Jodi got over her shame! That was quick! I guess she’s that angry about being betrayed. Uff! Right for the tits! Peggy did the same, even with her ribbon hand! Now, who’s going to let go, first?”
*
After I had finally made it out of the mud pit…
I had even managed to defend my ribbon. It still showed far too much! It left my behind completely exposed… and the shape of my body! It was visible from any angle. It was much, much worse than being caught in underwear and it was in front of the whole camp. Even if I wasn’t alone, I could say this was about as embarrassing as the time Aria had attacked me from behind and ripped my clothes; although not as much as the time her group forced me to take part into their sadistic game back on the bonfire party.
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>>2278808 I was stuck to the wall, like a fly. I couldn’t get off without leaving literally the only thing I was wearing behind, which was not happening. No one was helping me but at least no one was trying to take advantage of me. I noticed at once that the struggle was nearly useless; other than ever so slowly pulling my ribbon from the adhesive wall, I was trapped. Worse, meanwhile I had to watch Peggy and Jodi at each other’s throats, as usual. Tonya was not here to break them apart like always.
Peggy had started it. Some people couldn’t tell the sisters apart but I didn’t know why they were struggling with that. Jodi was obviously taller, and her hair was a little longer. Peggy’s lips were wider and their voices were completely different. And as Peggy pulled Jodi’s ribbon off, we could also all see that Jodi didn’t… she didn’t have any hair downstairs anymore. I would never understand that fashion. In any case, it was impossible not to know which sister was which.
Jodi at first reacted as a lady should. She voiced her frustration, stopped climbing and covered. Then of course, as always it happened between the sisters, Jodi struck back. She jumped to her sister and grabbed her breasts, roughly. Peggy did the same. Maybe it was a good thing we were forbidden from actually hitting each other in any place that wasn’t the butt; maybe it was a little obscene but it was a lot safer; at least with those two.
They kept at it, squeezing and pressing at each other’s chests and screaming like crazy; hard to hear with so much noise around us. I didn’t know how long that could have gone on, if it wasn’t by another girl who ran from behind them and rudely shoved Peggy to get her out of the way.
Peggy fell forward, tripping with her sister. They made it to the ground, Peggy on top. Peggy had been made to let go of the chests she was squeezing; Jodi hadn’t.
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>>2278810 Peggy behaved dumbly; she first tried to once more squeeze Jodi’s breasts; but Jodi reacted before that and shielded her well sized bosom with a single arm and with the other kept at the offensive. Peggy saw she couldn’t pry Jodi’s arm and instead went to try and strangle her; or so I thought. Peggy stopped her hands after making a harmless choking motion, probably remembered she couldn’t do that. She then grabbed Jodi’s hair and before pulling on it, once more let go. I wasn’t that far away from them and the whole place was being illuminated by flashlights. Peggy looked pensive and in pain.
That was when… it really went downhill. Peggy tried many things with her hands, always careful to stop before doing anything illegal; her hands moved lower and lower on Jodi’s body, running out of options. Peggy kept searching for weak spots; tickling and pushing and tapping. Jodi didn’t react and kept cruelly squeezing poor Peggy’s left breast.
Maybe because she was desperate to stop the pain or to get once more the upper hand; but Peggy… she reached for her own sister’s crotch. There was finally a reaction from Jodi. She made a face like she had been pricked with a needle. Peggy, realizing what she had done (I mean, it was her own sister!) fearfully pulled her hand back and kept suffering being squeezed for just a few more seconds.
Something clicked inside Peggy, was that a blush I saw? She moved her hand back to Jodi’s private places between the legs. Peggy started… rubbing. It was bad enough that something like that was done to one girl to another; but to her own sister? I kind of wished to look away, but couldn’t. I hadn’t almost noticed that I had stopped working on freeing my ribbon to keep watching them.
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>>2278811 Peggy squeezed, softly; I could tell. Jodi shrieked and finally let go. Peggy quickly stood up and tried running away. She now had the two ribbons, after all. Jodi, still face up on the ground, grabbed Peggy’s leg; Peggy tripped once more and Jodi climbed on top. It was now Peggy at the bottom, her sister sitting on her butt.
Jodi tried prying open Peggy’s hands to recover her ribbon, with no luck. They struggled for some time. Peggy slowly turned upside up, so they could face each other again. Jodi always aimed for Peggy’s hands; Peggy slowly slid backwards out of her sister above her. Then… as Peggy kept sliding backwards, Jodi was left sitting further and further down on her sister’s body. A point came in which both girl’s… well, they made contact with their vaginas.
It was like the both of them had been shocked. They both opened their eyes wide open and Jodi who was on top quickly jumped backwards; they both had felt it and I had seen it. Peggy remained paralyzed before standing up, turning and starting to run once more; in this attempt she actually made it to the wall. Jodi also recovered from whatever awful thing she must have been thinking and ran behind her. Jodi was close enough for me to hear her.
“This is what you get, you whore!” she yelled and did something very wrong.
Jodi had grabbed one of Peggy’s legs with one hand and with the other… she had used a finger to pierce her sister’s bum; it took like three attempts and Peggy resisted like she should have, but the finger went inside.
“You bitch!!”
*
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>>2278812 *
This was not normal. I didn’t know what or how, but this wasn’t my fault, this wasn’t me.
I was in first place, even after taking some time to help Aria out of her situation. I had heard her meow once more when she got trapped by the net, but I couldn’t be her babysitter; not without getting paid anyway, like back in the day.
The net was no problem at all. The trick was not going too fast and not getting a leg or arm inside one of the holes. It was then again just smooth terrain to jog. I paced myself, knowing that the race was still far from over. The next obstacle was in sight very soon.
It looked simple; it was two more crappy climbing walls; like thirty feet from each other. The height was much lower than the first wall; and there were a bunch of ropes connecting between them; three in total. That creepy girl who I had seen around Erika, Aria and those girls was there. She had the nerve to be completely dressed in a white one-piece; she even had shoes.
“You have to go over the ropes. You may use any method you want. If you were to fall down, please come back and start over; otherwise I will be forced to disqualify you,” she said. Her voice was quiet but I could hear it; it was squeaky but paced; I hated it, it creeped me out.
I nodded at her; there was barely any audience left. I smiled inside, knowing I was going to win this thing. I couldn’t walk on a tight rope; but they had a flat surface below it to help us out. Their intention was obvious; they wanted us to rub our pussies all over the thing; they were even knots across the whole ropes. I was even more glad to be in the first place and not have to deal with someone before me.
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>>2278814 I climbed the small wooden wall and looked behind. I still have a nice lead over second and third places. I very carefully hugged the rope and made sure it would support my weight. I moved forward, kind of sliding to test it out, the rope was between my boobs instead of pressing one of them. The rope was cold and well, it was drenched in something slippery; not that it was any harder to cross because of it.
I stepped down to the crappy platform below now knowing that it wouldn’t come down if I tried it. The rope was digging into me, like it was supposed to do; many people lifted their phones in interest to watch me do what I was about to do. I grabbed the rope in front of me and started walking. It was uncomfortable as all hell, and after every few steps I had to deal with a knot; it was freaking awful.
When I was about a third into the obstacle, it stopped being annoying. I had gotten completely used to it; the rope digging into me didn’t bother me at all; it was even… feeling nice.
“Tonya, are you alright there? What is she… what is she doing? Is she…? Oh, my God! What has gotten into her! A-and the newfound alliance of Erika, Aria and Melanie make a triumphant return to the race after a delay on the nets by taking ribbons left and right!” I heard Jill’s voice coming out of something electronic up ahead. “I don’t know what to focus on!”
What did she mean, though? What was I doing? Just crossing the stupid obstacle.
“Huh?”
I had reflexively given a step back. I tried going forward again; I didn’t want to. Why? I walked backwards once more. What was I doing?
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>>2278815 Wait, what WAS I doing? Was Jill right? I looked down.
I wasn’t trying to cross the obstacle anymore. At some point I had… but this wasn’t me? I wasn’t the kind of person to be into this stuff! Much less if people were watching! “Ah! Ah… ah!” I cried. What an embarrassing noise I was making! And why was I… trying to please myself with the thing? When did it start? Why didn’t I notice?
a) Tonya.
b) Jodi.
c) Aria.
d) Daisy.
e) Melanie.
f) Andrea.
g) Medea.
h) Tammy.
Pick a girl to focus on in the next part. Any girl in camp counts, as they’re either watching or participating.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2278817 B+C. The Jodi and Peggy situation still seems promising, and then we can return to Aria on the front lines.
Lavalamp
sidreN
Anonymous
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>>2278817 The backstabbing whore had done it again. It was always her fault; just when I thought we could take it easy on each other for like ten minutes; it always came back to bite me in the ass. I should have never trusted her; and now for sure I knew that I wasn’t going to, not anymore.
Running with just the ribbon, getting into catfights, walking all over the mud; that was bad enough; but when Jodi sneaked behind me and stripped me, I had flashbacks.
I would remember for the rest of my life how a single flick of a cigarette had lit me on fire out of nowhere. It was probably Peggy’s doing; too. She did something to my clothes. I had to take it all off in front of the whole camp; when going around naked wasn’t even normal and just Andrea and Jill and Erika fighting at the cafeteria and some other crazy people had done it.
The time I had tripped, after I had to take off my burning underwear… how I was trapped by a sweater… how my legs were wide open and people could watch all of me; how I had given up and stayed there; how I had cried in Tonya’s shoulder basically the whole night… how, how the memory of what happened to me arrived all of sudden when I was taking a shower next morning and I… started having dirty thoughts and touched myself and crying a little. Then, how Peggy kept showing me pictures and videos of what happened laughing at me; of how I was lying there with my legs open and no panties until the morons who thought we were twins shut her right up by rationalizing that if they had seen mine, they had seen hers. How I shaved all the pubes just so other girls would stop calling me “secret blonde”. All of it came back as Jodi pulled my ribbon off and left me bare naked in front of everyone, for the second time.
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>>2279321 I wanted to kill her right there. If I hadn’t seen that Lillie bitch getting basically raped for going against the rules, I would have at least tried. And during the fight… that goddamn moron. There are things you just didn’t do! We were sisters, for crying out loud!
She had… she had fucking touched me. What gave her the right? The perverted little whore had gotten her hands on me. One thing was trying to rip each other’s tits off; but she… she had rubbed my…! The dirty whore! And for what? For some race? She had rubbed her own sister’s pussy just because of some race? It was bad enough when we got into a fight back at the start and had to do all that dirty stuff; and now she was doing it to me.
Incest. Always with the fucking incest. I had lost count of how many times people had started going “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” whenever we were at parties. What was it with people and sisters kissing? “It’s masturbation, because you’re twins!” some clueless idiot would always say. We weren’t twins, and if we were, who the fuck would masturbate in front of your loser faces?
Yeah, we got really drunk that one time. Yeah, they kind of convinced us to do it, to kiss. It was once! ONCE! And it was never going to happen again, and if anyone asked it never even happened. Fucking bitch at least knew how to kiss properly, though…
A kiss was bad enough. And now… because of that fucking idiot! Peggy, that retarded sister that I was stuck with! Fights with her happened all the time; I had been on top of her, she had been on top of me; we had pulled our hairs, we had given wedgies to each other so intense we ripped the underwear; but we had almost never done it naked! Jodi, she was the one moving; it was her fault. She moved and moved and moved until we… until our things… touched. That moron! We were sisters, that was never supposed to happen! Never, ever!
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>>2279322 It was bad enough whenever she stole my underwear, the unhygienic bitch; but now… this was a hundred times worse! And people were watching this time, people were recording. That was basically lesbian sex; for like not even half a second; but all the same. And it was her fault! All of it!
I stopped caring, since she was going to be like that, I was going to be a dirty bitch, too. When I saw Peggy running up to the wall with my ribbon in hand, something snapped in me. Why did she always get the upper hand by going low even when I tried to be civil? It was always the same ever since we were kids. If she wanted to fight dirty, I would show her fighting dirty.
I ran. “This is what you get, you whore!” I shouted.
I grabbed her leg and then put my index finger inside her ass. I didn’t even care anymore; so long as she lost in the end, I was going to go all stops.
“You bitch!” she said back to me.
She tried kicking me away, what I should have done was getting my head close to her feet so she could land a kick and get disqualified; I would laugh and laugh at Jill sticking something up Peggy’s ass if that were to happen. Jodi missed all three kicks with her free leg and then fell down. What I was doing was working, twisting my finger insider her made her stop moving and shake. Drama Queen; I was sure I wasn’t even the first one doing this to her, just the first girl.
Once it was done, it was done and we were past the point of no return. I was doing something sexual to Peggy, my younger sister; and it didn’t matter anymore. She had started it, and she has having her just desserts. She was also yelling and fuming and I was basically laughing inside; I would have kept this up for the rest of the race just to spite her.
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>>2279323 When she had tried to climb, the dumb bitch, she had stuck my ribbon to the wall; hadn’t she seen that girl; Daisy, getting stuck first? There was an adhesive on the thing and she had tried to climb like that anyway. My ribbon was basically lost and all the shit she did was for nothing, she deserved to get finger-fucked in the ass.
Then something changed. Peggy clenched her butt, and turned with my finger still inside; I was working getting a second one in there. I saw her face; she was furious even though she started all of this. She reached with a hand to me, to my lower regions.
She didn’t even stop and thought about what she was doing, she just… did it. She stuck a finger in me! Not my ass! Yes, the ass was kind of sexual too; but it was more of a… more of a punishment or something; she had just… that hole was for sex only and she was getting her dirty hands all over it.
“EEEEK!” and she was being rough about it, I screamed.
“Let go!” she ordered me. As if.
“NO, YOU LET GO!” what was wrong with her? You couldn’t stick a finger up your older sister’s pussy; that was not okay!
If that was how she wanted it, fine. You know what? I was kind of horny because I was naked in front of a lot of people and they were talking dirty all over; watching my shaved pussy. She was basically doing me a favor. She was going to lose.
Without letting go off her ass, I still had another hand. She had started this so she had no one else to blame. I reached for her own crotch and started rubbing her whore-hole, pinching it and flicking it. Peggy flinched and twitched each time, and cursed, too. It made her go harder in me; it only made me all the more right.
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>>2279324 Yes; I was going for her pussy too, but I was pulling her pubic hair and trying to hurt her. She was fingering me; literally fingering me. I had like fifty people as witnesses. She was the filthy whore, I was just following the rules of the game.
“That is some sister on sister action!” Jill never stopped yelling nonsense on her mic; but what she said just took the cake.
“We’re just fighting, this is fighting!” I yelled as loud as I could. I didn’t know what Peggy thought she was doing, but I was just fighting.
“AAAH! Let go!”
“You let go!”
“YOU let go!”
“I’ll bite your tits, I swear!” she threatened.
“Do it, do it you dirty bitch! Get disqualified; come on!”
“Oh, you think that scares me? I’ll rip your fucking nipple off!” she sounded serious.
“Do that and I’ll kill you in your sleep, I swear!” I also sounded serious.
“AHH! AHH! L-let go! Damn it, Jodi! Let go!”
“You started this, this is your fault!” I told her. “Let go and give me your ribbon; I have rights to it since you took mine. Then go fuck off and then I’ll let go! A-and… Jesus, Peggy. You… you’re touching my pussy. What is wrong with you?”
“You’re touching mine!”
“You’re started it, and what you’re doing is worse!” I was right, and I could prove it.
“Back off, Jodi! I’m warning you! I’m… AH! Damn it… I swear I’m not losing this tone, whatever it takes.”
“Bring it!”
“I’ll… I’ll bite you, I swear!”
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>>2279325 “Then you get pulled off me and I win this! You’re going to lose either way, just let go already and save us the trouble!” I had the upper hand, I knew it.
“Then… then I’ll… Jodi; I’m serious. Then I’ll kiss you! I’m going all out! I’ll do it!”
I knew what she meant. I was winning the real fight, even if she was playing dirty. She wanted to go even dirtier. Embarrass us both; and of course she thought she would win because she was the more shameless whore between the two of us.
I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction, we were already face to face. I pecked her lips with mine, even made a kissy sound. “There! Now what?” I told her, smiling.
“Oh, is that so?”
“That is so.”
“Is that so?”
“It is so!”
She jumped me and we kissed.
a) Aria made it to the ropes and found Tonya in a peculiar state. Erika realizes what’s going on and they comes up with some serious teamwork to get past it all.
b) Jodi and Peggy keep escalating.
c) Tonya struggles but gets over what was happening to her, or so she thinks. She now runs to the hopping tires.
d) Denise, the lovable nympho is like a fish in the water in the nets. Lots of girls crawling giving their back to her.
e) Delanie catches up to Lisa.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2279326 B, escalation is always fun to see and at this point I think we should follow this through to the end before returning to Aria.
sidreN
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>>2279326 B - lets be honest, everyone else around the course would't look the other way, so why should we? ;]
either A or E (the next MC perspective) afterwards, probably better E, to keep the state of progress balanced.
Lavalamp
Anonymous
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>>2279326 B with E on the background
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>>2279326 I had been prepared for Peggy’s kiss. It didn’t surprise me and I was not going to back down, whatever it took. I had already made up my mind. I would take it as far as I needed to take it and in the end Peggy would be the one backing down; I was going to make sure of that.
I gave my whore of a sister the best kiss of her life. I was careful so our teeth didn’t make contact, I closed and opened my mouth slowly, leading my head to the sides and moving my tongue to touch the tip of Peggy’s as much as possible.
I kind of wanted to laugh when Peggy realized I was being serious and going all out. She winced, not expecting it; but she was my whore sister, after all. She returned my kiss, and she was doing it right; too. At least she could do that much.
“That’s some intense make out session!” Jill kept saying. It was good; I wanted her to speak about what we were doing as much as possible; I needed Peggy to know what happened when she messed with me enough.
I was groping Peggy’s butt the whole time; like boys were supposed to do during these. It was firm.
We took short breaks to take deep breaths and kept at it, getting our spit all over our mouths and everywhere close. I couldn’t get a clear advantage; the bitch was good. If anything…
“Ha! Seriously? What is this?” Peggy laughed finally touching on something I knew she would talk about the second she had the chance. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” she yelled. “Getting wet from being touched by your own sister?”
Everyone around us heard us; and the news somehow made it to Jill since she commented on it with her stupid voice making it all way through the race.
That was not on me! Peggy had been rubbing my fucking snatch over and over and over! Of course I was… reacting! Besides… the making out… of course it wasn’t because it was with my sister; this would have worked with anyone.
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>>2279776 “Peggy going to third base has finally paid off!” Jill said. “I am not there to see it with my own eyes, but I have it in good authority that Jodi is soaking wet! I don’t blame her. Her sister is cute.”
No, she wasn’t. She was a fucking harpy and a terrible person and the only thing she had going on for her was that she wasn’t ugly; that, and had our mom’s eyes that so many people had been tricked by. “Shut the fuck up!” I yelled at Jill, sure that she couldn’t hear me anyway.
“You want me to keep going, don’t you? You’re liking this, aren’t you?” Peggy said with a poisonous look. She stuck her fingers deeper and made me back down a little.
I was a moron to think I would beat the whore with just some kissing. I had been wasting my time. I had been giving it my all while the dirty bitch had been fingering me nonstop. Of course I was losing, I had to step up. What was I doing, grabbing her butt? Like that did anything for her. I had already made up my mind; I was going all out!
“Let’s see how you like it, then!” I warned Peggy.
I was also going to town on her, touching her ugly cunt. I could have been rough; trying to fit my whole hand in her hole and such; but she deserved worse, much worse. I was nice and slow; like if I was playing with my own thing; now just with hers. I started with just a finger, teasing; I was careful with the nails and made sure to always stay near the beginning of her vag; I was most sensitive there so she probably was, too.
It worked perfectly. She started to slow down on me and had little spasms here and there when we continued to kiss. Of course it was working! What did Peggy, this dumb bitch, think? That she could one-up me if we both went at it? Please! Back when the little bimbo was still playing with dolls I was already taking long showers to find out what was up with my body. I had more experience and more practice. She stood no chance.
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>>2279778 “Now who’s the one getting wet at being touched by her sister?” I told her. She wasn’t wet yet; but she would be. What was worse, she was enjoying it; I could tell and so could everyone watching. I knew how to touch a woman properly; or a brute monkey-like animal who looked like a woman, in this case.
Peggy pushed me away, rejecting my next kiss. I smirked. I had won. She was panting and blushing and even if I was dripping a little down there I could still keep going, unlike her. She started staring at my lower body. Then she jumped me again.
“What the fuck! Peggy, what the fuck!” I told the dirty bitch, trying to get back.
How far was she taking this? She had knelt down and hugged my butt, and her mouth, she was trying to… to lick my damn pussy, the crazy moron! I was keeping her at bay with both hands, but her tongue had already touched me down there a few times; I knew she was serious.
“I just want to kiss you, sis!” she said. “Let me give you a very special kiss!”
“Stop! Stop! What in the hell!” I tried but she kept trying and I was running out of space to keep going back. “Jill! Oh, my God! Jill! D-disqualify her! This crazy bitch! W-we’re sisters! She’s going to…!”
“I can hear you and that’s perfectly permitted. Do something about it,” Jill said back, about to break down laughing. “Go, Peggy; Go! Lick that pussy!”
“He, he. I’m trying,” Peggy said. I was the only one who heard there. “That is, unless you give up,” she looked up to me.
There was something in her eyes; her pretty, blue eyes; the eyes we both have that caused so many people to think we were twins. She was laughing at me on the inside. Was this how she liked it? I took a look around. Everyone was expecting Peggy to do it, encouraging her and booing at me.
I removed my arms and instead pressed her face to me. Her lips made contact with my vag; kind of felt nice, if I forgot the context.
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>>2279781 “Alright then, go for it. If you do a good job, I’ll give you two bucks after. That’s what you get on the streets, right?” I joked.
I felt Peggy’s hot breath near me; I smiled. She was taking her time to go at it. I knew it; she was bluffing. She wasn’t actually going to. She was just trying to scare me, there was no way she would ever…
“Ah! P-Peggy! Eeek! Ah!”
She did it. The dirty whore did it. I was her older sister and she still did it; in front of everyone, in the middle of a race. She had knelt down and started licking my pussy like the whore she was. She wasn’t gentle about it, either.
I just stood there, moaning. I didn’t know what to do. I was no virgin; but I wasn’t a whore like my sister, either. Yeah; I had sucked dick… twice; they never returned the favor. Peggy was the first who had ever… damn her.
It felt great; my sister’s tiny tongue was inside me, all wet and slippery; I felt it dancing in my pussy, I didn’t know if she had done this before but she was great. No, it wasn’t experience; well, it was; but no. She was just making out with me, just on the lower mouth. I recognized how she moved; it was the same thing.
She kept going and going, I was going to lose if nothing changed; I knew that I had to stop this; this was wrong. I couldn’t. I could hardly breathe and stand let alone try and get her off me. There was not taking this back; this wasn’t just some kissing; or even touching each other. We had pinched each other tits since we were kids! But this…
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>>2279784 “P-Peggy, come on; seriously?” I looked to her with one eye closed, working down there. I couldn’t do more, she had me. “Damn it, Peggy… you can’t do this… to me. There are things you don’t…”
“I know! I know! I’m sorry!” she said between slurps. “Fuck! It’s your fault, you taunted me! E-everyone was yelling and I got caught up and I was mad and… I know I screwed up!” then she could stop licking! “What now, though?” was she… was she crying?
a) “Oh, you wanted this; didn’t you? Now keep going. Make me feel good with your mouth, Peggy. Let everyone see how you’re eating out your older sister.”
b) “It’s… fine. I’ll do it, too. Then we’ll be even and we’ll never speak about this again.”
c) “You lose, Peggy. You took it too far. Say you’re sorry and let’s keep going, I guess. Help me get my ribbon back.”
d) “Oh… actually; could you keep going? Let me tell you a secret… I’ve been kind of in love with you for a while…” (Lie).
e) Jodi pisses and runs away laughing.
What else is going on?
1) Aria has made it to the ropes. Sadly, Tonya is almost done.
2) Lisa gets stuck to the wall, and Delanie is right there.
3) Virginia (remember her?) thinks she can get away with a little cheating. She’s wrong.
4) Erika, after many victories, finds her match and tells Aria and Melanie to run ahead.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2279787 B, an honest resolution with neither girl backing down.
1, 2, or 3. I doubt there's room for all of these at once but I don't mind if one of them goes before the others.
sidreN
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>>2279787 B (they may never want to speak of it again, but their performance earns them the first days community-voted credit ;) which also encourages everyone else to even be more endeering to earn their credit)
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Lavalamp
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Should have posted this yesterday close to midnight CDT.
Sadly, things have been going a little too well for me. Enough disposable income to buy shit I don't need.
Shit like Treasure Hunter Claire. What can I say? After playing that game over the weekend, I wasn't "inspired" to write, so had to recharge. Sorry for the wait.
Speaking of, anyone knows any good /e/ games? Pretty sure you can tell the stuff I'm into by now.
>>2279787 My dumb sister couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. It was too late ever since she gave me the first lick. She had been bluffing; I knew it. She changed her mind at some point, and then there was no taking it back even though we both wished it could be; she was banking on me giving up after that; but I didn’t. Now we were where we were.
“It’s… fine. I’ll do it, too. Then we’ll be even and we’ll never speak about this again,” I said without thinking too much about it.
“What…? Y-you think you can make this better if you do the same thing?” she said.
I sort of agreed, this didn’t look like the kind of situation I could make better by going in head first or as dumb as my little sister. If anything, it was a good chance to turn back and leave Peggy there where she was, crying and thinking about what she had done. All the sickos watching would have had their fix about the sister on sister they loved so much and I would have the right to hold what Peggy just did over her head for years.
It felt wrong to leave her, there; though. It was hard to explain; it just did. Like, the right thing to do as crazy as it was, was to keep it going… treat everything that was happening as normal.
I grabbed Peggy by the hair and pulled her away; she didn’t stop me. I pushed her to the ground, she did a little cry when she hit her back but other than that she behaved obediently, like a little kid.
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>>2280336 I jumped her, I knew that I was going to change my mind if I thought about it for a second so I was quick. I closed my eyes and did it. I went to my knees and did a box pushup down and hoped to hell that I had aimed well because I was NOT opening my eyes back up again.
If I pecked the ground so be it; but I didn’t. I face-planted right where I wanted to; or it was better to say “where I meant to”; because I didn’t want to do this, there was not stressing that enough. My nose had hit Peggy’s pubes; she still had hers since she didn’t have people calling her the “Natural Blonde” all day long and in the showers.
Speaking of showers, she needed one. She was sweating a lot.
I tried my hardest not to think about it and just started.
“And Jodi mounts her counter-attack!” I heard Jill’s voice. She was STILL focusing on us? Weren’t there like forty other girls to watch? They were also naked, or close to it! They should have watched them instead!
I had already moved Peggy’s ribbon to the side when I started getting my fingers inside her. I had never done this before, of course I hadn’t; so I took pointers from what Peggy had done with me. It was just like making out, right? I could have been me, but Peggy’s… well, where I was working tasted like snot; just more watery.
“Y-you were serious!” Peggy said to me.
She just sat there, taking it; at least at first. She realized this was not going to work if I was the only one doing it. “We’re fighting!” I whispered. “This is a fight!”
She responded fast, play-pushing me away but not really. “What is the big idea, though?” she asked me as she played along.
I didn’t know.
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>>2280337 She turned around on her back; slowly and always letting me stick to her. Her butt stayed in place when she was spinning; and she made it look like she was trying to get away. I had prepared myself to open my eyes, and found my sister’s ugly cunt just in front of my eyes, and I was kissing it like it was prom night.
Okay, it wasn’t that ugly; I still hated it.
Maybe hate is a strong word; I disliked it.
More than dislike I was, like… tolerating it. Yeah, that would be the word. I was tolerating Peggy’s taste in my mouth, tolerating people watching me do what I was doing and going crazy because of it, tolerating Jill speaking about it, and tolerating Peggy’s little cries like we were making a porno.
So… eating out girls was like making out with a mouth with no tongue. A tight mouth that was always trying to stay closed and had very odd spit inside. I guessed it wasn’t the worst thing ever; and from what Peggy had done to me already and because of how she was behaving, I knew it felt amazing. Why did others never did it to me, then? Not even the ones that I sucked…
Peggy was done spinning. I was left kissing her vag upside down; I had learned some things about it, too. I had never seen a pussy up so close, but I had seen my sister naked every day for years; we shared a room, after all. I knew we looked pretty similar down there where I was working on, so it went without saying that I was kind of looking at my own thing.
It had like, tiers of lips; I guess. Then there was the hole and it was very soft and slippery all over. Peggy was done taking her position. I braced, but I still couldn’t be ready.
“AH! Sh-shit. Warn me, or something…” I said under my breath.
“Whatever…” Peggy said back.
“A sixty nine between the Fulk sisters, folks! Wonder who will win and give up?” Jill said.
Yeah, we were on a sex position. It didn’t mean we were having sex; we were just pretending to. It was for a good reason.
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>>2280338 Now, I didn’t know the reason, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t one. It was something like, getting even with Peggy? Now she had nothing to be worried about, or something. Where was I going with this?
“Ah! P-Peggy!”
“F-faster!”
Whatever. It felt good. It felt great. People were watching and filming; I had been finger banged one too many times; I was too horny. This wasn’t my fault. Also, Peggy had started; and besides, the rules of the race make it so we couldn’t fight normally. We weren’t doing anything wrong. Well, maybe Peggy was; I wasn’t. I was just… one thing lead to another. This happened before I knew it.
“Ah! Peggy! No! Don’t… don’t put your fingers in there…” I begged.
“Sorry… it’s payback! Now, we’re really even,” she said. She was putting her fingers in my butt. She at least had been slow and nice about it. “B-besides, you like it; don’t you? Y-you got, you know… tighter around here. Hee, hee.”
“No! Peggy! We can’t… we can’t enjoy it, alright? We’re fighting!”
We weren’t having sex, we were fighting. We weren’t having sex, we were fighting. We weren’t having sex, we were fighting.
I was not having sex with my sister! It was just wrestling! We were just aiming for our weak spots!
*
I was very behind. Over half the girls were already over the wall. I wanted to progress as far away from her as I could, but I hadn’t had the chance. There were many of us who had remained behind, stuck to the wall; like Daisy. Wonder how she had been doing? We hadn’t spoken ever since the second Bonfire Party. It was also not a good place to greet her and catch up.
I hoped Carmen was alright… I kind of left her behind in a difficult situation. I should have left my ribbon behind where I had the chance, but now I was so close to getting it out and I had tried for so long already that it would be plain dumb to give up.
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>>2280339 “Oh, there you are! Were you waiting for me?”
Shivers ran up my spine and I probably farted. That was the voice I wanted to hear the least. Delanie. She was over the mud pit and had made it to where I was? I had been struggling to get my ribbon out for like… a minute, tops! No, less. Half a minute? I didn’t know; it hadn’t been long.
I felt my sweat grow cold and I turned around with unfocused eyes.
“Huh? W-why are they…?”
I had heard Jill’s voice speaking about it, but one thing was hearing it and another seeing it. Jodi, the girl Medea had stripped with her curse power or whatever, and her sister; they were… they were kind of fucking in the middle of the race, just down from where I was. Seriously? Between sisters? Now, I was in love with a girl; and I would rock her little world anytime she wanted me to; I was over stupid insecurities; I would do it with any hot piece of ass at camp, girl or boy; but sisters?
“AH!” I felt something cold in my butt. It was a frigid pair of lips.
It was Delanie, when had she gotten here? She was fast! I was near the top of the wall, too. I faced her. I nearly screamed.
Delanie was in a very odd position; with legs wide open, and she had two very good grips with her hands; she looked scary, like a human spider or other sort of wall crawling creepy bug. Her eyes were crazy; pretty, but crazy. Her mouth was smiling and all open, and her tongue was moving inside like a spinning engine. She kissed my ass again, then rubbed her cheeks to it.
“Ah! It’s so warm!” she said, and I had another chill running up me. I didn’t fart this time, though.
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>>2280340 Delanie kept climbing, she got over me. I knew I should have left my ribbon behind and run! I froze. Now she had me, I was a bug stuck in a net (and if I was a bug I was a cute one, like a butterfly); and she looked more like a spider than ever; everything matched: her limbs bent so ugly, her scary face, how she had me trapped… I thought for a moment she was going to actually eat me.
“I am so sorry…” she said. “I would like… to make you feel good with my fingers; getting stuck like this… that’s what you wanted, right? I’m so sorry, my Lisa. I am… do you remember Carmen, back then? My… my hands are too dirty. They’re dirty with her, and I can’t use them on you. You don’t want her dirty juices in you, do you? Oh, I am ever so sorry, my Lisa!”
I didn’t say anything back, I couldn’t. I just sort of stared at her. So she had abused poor Carmen? Shit… poor girl. I would be sure to pay her back somehow, set something up with Chad or something.
“I’ll wash them nice and good and then I’ll please you; would you like that?” she went on. “Meanwhile… all I have to offer is my mouth… I already know the answer but, may I taste your glorious body?”
“Eeek…” was all I could say and Delanie took that as a yes.
*
We had two ribbons each. I pounced on the girls, making them trip or fall; Erika held them and when they didn’t behave the girl had a tendency to stick a thumb up their butts. Melanie meanwhile undressed them. It was simple, it was efficient and it was fast. With two ribbons each, we all now all had to do was to end the race to end up with something.
“We have enough ribbons,” I told Erika. If we take too many, we’ll become targets. Let’s at least get to the last obstacles before that happens.”
Erika nodded and easily followed behind me. I was pacing myself, but she was still admirably fast. Melanie had trouble keeping up; but didn’t falter too far behind.
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>>2280341 We made it to the next obstacle after the net; it was a fair amount of ropes tied from one platform to the next. They were tightropes to be crossed. Even though we had stayed behind a significant amount of time to procure ribbons, we were still not all that far below the curve; rather, we were close to the first places. I was feeling also far more at ease with one whole ribbon dedicated to cover my chest – which now that I had touched felt definitely smaller than before – and another two wrapped from my waist down to function as an acceptable, if daring, pair of underpants. I was to remove one of the ribbons before the race ended to hand it to Melanie; and I was fine with that.
In front of the platform to climb in order to get to the tightropes, was a familiar face.
“Medea? What are you doing here?” I wondered, going to greet her. Why hadn’t I smelled her?
As I drew close, I had an answer to my question. There was a powerful scent coming from the ropes, it was unnatural and bitter, and I didn’t quite like it, but still had an urge to sniff at it. There was also… it smelled a lot like Tonya; like, A LOT.
“I happen to be in charge of this obstacle you see before you,” she answered. “I am glad to see you have returned to your senses. How do you feel? Does anything hurt? Have you noticed any changes? Perhaps an improvement on your physical abilities?”
I had run ahead a little to greet Medea, but Erika would catch up soon, and since we were in the damned thing I wanted to finish the race and get some clothes back. I would debrief Medea later, but I was also reluctant to let the chance to state some facts that worried me pass.
“The potion…! Medea, your potion made my boobs smaller!” I revealed, trying not to sound accusing.
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>>2280342 I knew that I had drank the potion meant for Malachite, and through Medea’s mind I felt like I knew him. I wouldn’t dare to disgrace his memory by rejecting what was meant to save his life and I had a newfound respect for Medea and everything she had endured and went through; making her feel bad was unforgivable; I just had to tell her that I did not care for her potion mammary-shrinking effects, no more and no less.
“It made you smaller as a whole; your breasts were only more easily noticeable because of how you should be used to their interaction whenever you run,” she quickly replied, already guessing the urgency of the answer I required. “I am certain the potion worked, and we will discuss this further as there is time… far more than you imagine. To summarize, you are back to being a teenager; back from a full-fledged adult. You will recover your former proportions in time… in theory.”
“What? So I…?” I didn’t get to finish my question.
“Hey, Zelda. Watching over this course?” Erika had caught up. Medea nodded, proud. My time to speak with her was up. So I was younger? How much younger? It had to be well over a year for it to make a difference in my chest. “Aria, let’s go. I know you want to speak with Zelda but that’ll have to wait until after the race.”
“Meow!” Erika pulled one of my ears and I swiped my hand in retaliation, but she was already gone.
“Come on!” she pestered, urging and already getting on the platform. I gave a low growl. I didn’t want to discuss with Medea either while I was in the open in basically very revealing underwear. I kissed Medea on the mouth, twice. She sweetly answered.
“I love you,” I told her, and I hoped she understood what I meant. I had felt a very strong romantic love for Medea; but that was through Lisa’s eyes, and I had no intention to getting in between that. I just wanted to tell Medea how much I appreciated her existence.
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>>2280343 I jumped behind Erika, hearing, “I love you too; dear friend,” behind me. I couldn’t suppress a smile.
“There’s something over the ropes, a coating,” I warned, still grinning. “I don’t like how it smells.”
“No shit. I think I already know what’s going on. Look at them,” Erika pointed forward. Melanie made it to the platform, too. She was panting and quite out of breath. Poor girl, we were pushing her to her limits.
To where Erika pointed was forward. Three girls were crossing the ropes as we spoke. Their crotches were made to be tightly pressed against the cables, which had cruel knots every few inches or so; some bigger than others. There were thin platforms below the rope meant to only allow one foot at a time; making the progress through the ropes slow and painful.
That alone would have been enough to make this lace-crossing a rather fearsome obstacle, but from the girls we were watching, Erika had already foreseen the true nature of the smelly coating.
The girls were panting… sexually. Their fluids drenched the threads, and some had already stopped trying to advance and contented themselves by rubbing their bodies against the strands. One girl, Virginia – I owed her a favor –, she had stripped naked and was openly masturbating in the open, lovingly moaning and using fingers to stimulate herself as she surrendered to pleasure.
“Zelda, what the hell did you put on the ropes?” Erika guessed, unsure to go on.
Medea ran to the platform, and answered. She had enhanced senses as well, after all. “Oh, it wears off after a single orgasm. It is not dangerous; and it’s dims as the ropes are washed by vaginal fluids,” she explained. “It is much better absorbed by contact with the vagina; but it will make its way from the skin to the bloodstream eventually either way.”
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>>2280345 “So… you put an aphrodisiac on the ropes?” Melanie asked, more than a little behind on the reveal.
//Aria…
a) Easily walks over the rope like a circus performer. She doesn’t have to deal with the aphrodisiac… for now.
b) Refuses to go on and is punished accordingly.
c) Doesn’t realize she can walk over the rope and suffers the same fate as everyone else.
//Erika…
a) Walks over the obstacle and through sheer force of will endures the sentiment… until it burst out at a later point during the race.
b) Suffers the obstacle as everyone else, gets her fix and moves on.
c) Suffers through the obstacle and asks Aria to give her a “quickie” with the tail so they can progress.
//Melanie…
a) Can’t help it. She assaults Aria.
b) Can’t help it. She stays behind and is a lost cause.
c) Receives enough help to barely make it.
Interested in any other event? Speak up.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2280346 A for Aria
C for Erika
A for Melanie
Aria can show off her impressive catlike skills to overcome the challenge... only to be stopped by Melanie dragging her back down.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2280336 Also, it's great to hear things are going well for you, that you can afford to indulge. Hope things stay good in the future, too.
Anonymous
sidreN
>>2280346 Aria A
Erika C :]
Mel -B
>>2280336 Take it easy ;) one day sooner or later doesn't matter much anyways. all that matters is, after you took all the time you need, the story is going to be great and you like what you created.
Lavalamp
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>>2280346 c for Aria
a for Erika
b for Melanie
Anonymous
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>>2280444 They probably will unless I royally screw up. The bad news are, now not only will I be unavailable while working, but will also have games to compete for my free time. Writing the story will still be a priority the second the necessary votes are reached.
>>2280543 Thanks. It actually gnaws me at the back of my mind if I don't work on the story when I should, though.
>>2280346 “Thanks for the warning,” Erika acknowledges to Medea.
“Jill agrees that I may answer any question regarding this obstacle. So far, you have made the only inquiry. Good luck,” Medea wished us and returned to where we first found her, as Erika looked at the ropes doubtfully.
“Try to cross the rope someone else has already!” I advised. “It’ll have less of Medea’s liquid.”
“And more of someone else’s,” Erika pointed out. She was not wrong. I could smell a rather alarming amount of female sexual fluids. It wouldn’t surprise me if humans could perceive them as well. Well, normal humans.
“You could always try to do this…” I wasn’t sure if it was possible to Erika, as she was notoriously athletic and strong; but she could attempt to.
I jumped to one of the ropes, the second one to the right; the one that smelled like Tonya; a lot. Needless to say, I had no use for the platform below. Standing over a tightrope was easy even in two feet; it was far more natural and safe to do it in four; but I was showing Erika how she could do it. I gave a few steps forward to show how it lacked complexity; all it took was a little equilibrium.
“Aria… goddamn…” Erika praised me. I felt like grinning but at the same time I was worried. Did that mean she couldn’t do it?
“She has cat balance?” Melanie added since she had caught her breath in the precious seconds we had already lost. And yes, of course I had cat balance. What part of the tail and ears she didn’t understand?
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>>2280780 “Aria, jump,” Erika ordered. I reflexively obeyed, jumping two or three feet and landing back on the rope.
“Now do a handstand!” Melanie requested, excited. Looking at Erika’s eyes, I guessed she also wanted me to.
“I can’t do a handstand,” I told them. It wasn’t about the rope; I couldn’t do it below a solid surface, either. I didn’t have the arm-strength. Although…
“See? You can do it!” Erika kept praising me. I meowed in recognition, happy; giving a few ‘steps’ back and forth. So, I could! Melanie bleated and clapped. I weighted seventy pounds, after all. Lifting my own weight even with my arms was easy; much easier than I expected.
“And up ahead on the tightropes, we can see Aria doing some impressive acrobatics! An applause for the catlike Aria!” Jill’s voice boomed from several sources at the same time; followed by applauses.
“Fuck. Aria, stop drawing attention here,” Erika requested, a little annoyed. I went back to plainly standing over the rope and apologized. “Crossing this thing is not something I want more people watching me do.”
Erika jumped down, landing on the platform below. She winced and cursed, as her dropping made the elastic cord push itself against her crotch. It also shook the cable all across it’s longitude, I had to struggle to stay on it.
Melanie hurried as well, although she was far more careful. Choosing a neighboring rope to Erika’s. I jumped to Melanie’s thread, as Erika kept moving hers.
“Let’s fucking do this!” Erika chanted, advancing as the thread dug into her.
“Be careful, okay?” I humbly petitioned. “Don’t go messing your… messing yourself up.”
“Yeah, grah!” Erika roared after she made it past a knot; she closed her eyes and shivered before carrying on. “It’d be a shame if I mess up your favorite toy, huh?”
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>>2280781 I felt myself turning red. Did she realize we were being watched? What if they heard us? She couldn’t say stuff like that… it was bad enough that she was naked except for two ribbons tied across her hands – I didn’t for the life of me understand the logic of using them like that – and that I was barely covering all of the important stuff with was just threads. I was showing far too much skin on my behind to be content.
Erika kept forcing herself, rushing recklessly forward. She didn’t bother to moderate her voice and loud groans, growls and eventually moans became the norm. Meanwhile, Melanie’s pace was far more careful, even if it was easy to tell she was in a hurry. There was something cute and yes, quite arousing, about having them that way.
Not that I would admit it, but I couldn’t help thinking it. They were rubbing their crotches against flexible, white ropes that already had been crossed and drenched by other girls. Their fluids had begun to flow after just a few seconds; which was unbelievable. I kind of had the curiosity to maybe, just maybe, save some of the stuff for myself later.
Their faces flustered, their breaths slowed down at the same time they became more intense, their bodies twitched and trembled every time they made it to a knot; and Melanie wearing her ribbon still was more of a disadvantage than not; as the cable she was traversing kept pushing the ribbon inside her, digging ever further. It was… sexy.
“Don’t… don’t get too excited now, Aria!” Erika chirped, half-scolding me.
“I’m… I’m not!” I weakly denied. How did she even tell?
“The tail,” the gushed as if she had been reading my mind. “Ah! S-shit. I almost… wow. What is this stuff, anyway?”
Self-conscious and embarrassed – although Melanie still had me beat – I turned so Erika couldn’t see my back and I ordered my tail to stay put and hidden. It always had to snitch on me.
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>>2280782 I easily traversed across Melanie’s rope trying to keep a moderate distance between my friends. I could cross the obstacle in three seconds tops, but it wasn’t about that. I wasn’t leaving them behind.
Being the only one able to traverse standing; I of course had a natural desire to show off; to jump up and down across all threads. Then of course, was the fact that I was in a regrettable state of undress and the girls currently rubbing their genitals to get crosswise the hindrance were my only shield as they would hopefully naturally draw more attention; and even then Jill had already spoken about me; there was no way I would be doing anything flashy anytime soon. That would only making it worse for all of us.
Another thing keeping me from jumping or otherwise moving more than necessary was my undeniable state of arousal. I thought I was over this stuff; but I wasn’t; my embarrassment was being overpowered by lust yet again. The scent was just too much. As Erika kept dragging her beautiful self all the way through the rope, bumping her tasty womanhood against the cleverly placed tangles; her reactions became more extreme.
First came the cries, which she didn’t bother to hide; then the jerks and tumbles, which she tried to control and failed. Erika then started panting and cursing, and a trail of a viscous fluid was left as she advanced; the analogy was a little disgusting but Erika – and everyone else, really – resembled giant snails. I was not stranger to the nectar Erika often exuded from between her legs; but I had never seen it – or smelled it – in such copious amounts.
I would have given up long ago, but Erika kept going. She took deeper and deeper exhalations; her cries intensified every time she made it to a knot and every single one of those calls tortured me, pulling at my heartstrings and having an effect on me not dissimilar from what the rope was doing to Erika.
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>>2280783 I was sure all other girls had their troubles and vexes; Melanie included. I had eyes for no one else; though. That was not to say I was ignoring them; what my eyes had no time for, my nose easily did. Erika’s was overpowering; but all the mixed scent of all the spilled fluids from all the abused, little slits was enough to have me purring. Something else, as well. I had never felt that sensation, but I felt it for the first time in my life now.
I had an urge; an indescribable and bizarre urge. I wanted to… lift my butt. Lift my butt and yowl; I also kind of wanted someone to stick something up me; anything. It was odd and unwelcome, but that was what I felt.
So when Erika, after what could only be called a heroic struggle, finally made it to the end of the rope – she had a little hiccup near the finish, where she nearly lost control and started playing with herself for a bit –, I felt relieved and maybe disappointed.
“Phew… that was… some strong stuff,” Erika panted with her tongue out. While nothing compared to below, Erika’s mouth was indiscriminately leaking her spit down the commissures of her lips.
“Y-yeah…” I agreed. I turned back and realized Melanie was only half done. Wow… poor thing. And she was already kind of… masturbating. She was also looking at my butt. A lot.
“Can we take a minute while we wait for Jill’s pet?” Erika begged, her legs shaking as she was struggling to stay standing, moving to the side of the road and closer to the people watching; not that there were all that many near us. She collapsed.
“Don’t call her that…” I weakly requested. I hadn’t said more than a word at a time in a while, and the second I opened my mouth the urge to yowl intensified. I suppressed it as hard as I could, knowing it would be very loud.
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>>2280784 “She is, though,” Erika giggled and turned to have her back against the ground. Her legs were opened and her knees bent, and her crotch was facing me. What a piercing and vivid scent… and sight!
“Mrow…” I lowly pronounced. I wouldn’t stop purring, either. The tingling in my insides wouldn’t stop.
“Wanna fuck me?” Erika casually asked, and as graphic and inelegant as she sounded, I didn’t mind one bit; which was bad news. “I see what you’ve got your eye on,” her pussy; yes. “Aria.”
“Y-yes?”
“Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Goddamn, Aria. I need this. Tail and all; fuck me. And be quick, okay? That thing… the ropes; Medea said if we cum we’re good. Aria, can you please fuck me?
”
Yeah, I could. I would have much rather make contact with Erika with my own private places and make each other sing from pleasure, but I guessed the tail would have to do. She wanted me to be quick, I was going to be. I wasn’t on the point in which I wanted to have sex in public, anyway. I still had now another motivation to want to finish the race and have some privacy, though.
I looked back at Melanie. She had barely advanced; but at least she wasn’t staring at me anymore. She had closed her eyes.
Obeying Erika, I moved close to her and moved my tail towards her. Erika licked her lips and grinned from ear to ear in anticipation.
“Meow!” I complained.
Erika had gripped my tail, and kind of forced it inside her.
“Erika… I’m… I’m the one supposed to move it!” Erika was using me as nothing more than a dildo. “Let go! I’ll do it!”
I could tell that it took a lot out of her to listen to me. “Aria, be quick! I can’t take this anymore! I need to be free from this shit!” she petitioned. Was it that bad?
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>>2280785 Whatever the case, my tail was already inside. I moved deeply, as there was no foreplay needed; I had never seen Erika this wet. Erika moaned and groaned and cried as I moved. She looked so helpless.
She was incredibly sensitive; a simple movement made quite an exaggerate and disproportional response and just brushing inside her vagina was enough to have her jumping around.
“AHHH!! SHIT! AAHH! EEEEEEK! FUCK! AH! ARIA! Stop… stop messing around! Do it for real!” she furiously barked, and I felt compelled to listen.
I didn’t think using my ultimate move was going to be all that great in oversensitive Erika, so I tried a half-hearted measure of the movement I had already named inside my head as ‘the whip’. I was already quite acquainted with Erika’s inner anatomy and I mercilessly struck at her weaker spots. I wasn’t being fully serious as Erika probably wanted, but it was still enough to have her orgasm within mere seconds. She screamed so loudly that she scared not only me, but people around us.
“A-are you alright?” I wondered.
“Y-yeah… shit. I’m… uff. I feel it fading… already. Zelda wasn’t lying. That was… something. Fuck.”
Erika looked like was going to need some more time. I turned to look at Melanie.
“Huh?” she wasn’t there. I was too focused on Erika. Where had she gone to? “Meow!”
Something had jumped me from behind, taking me down.
“AH! I can’t take it anymore!” Melanie crazily exclaimed, mounting me.
“Wait! Wait!”
a) Aria saves herself by using her tail, calming Melanie.
b) Erika has still some residual after effects; between her and Melanie, Aria is attacked.
c) Melanie immobilizes and abuses Aria, who can’t fight it.
d) Aria and Erika run away from the crazed Melanie, who follows with zeal comparable to someone else with a name similar to hers.
e) Melanie spouts it all out in the open, in camera. Aria does as well, unable to help it.
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>>2280786 B or C, Melanie's gotta get her release somehow!
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Lavalamp
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>>2280786 She didn’t pay me any mind and just did as she pleased. Melanie jumped me from the back and once she was on top there was no getting her off. Erika was still in front of me, slightly trembling after what I had done to her.
I was not in peak physical condition exactly. I had basically just woken up from whatever Medea’s potion had done to me after having lived in a whirlwind of other’s people’s memories for days and days and was getting used to apparently the new proportions my body had. I was mentally exhausted, embarrassed and yes; quite horny that all the sexual contact I had had with Erika was my tail inside her while she got to experience much more. It was soft and humid in Erika; it smelled amazing and it cleansed plenty of the adhesive that I had on my tail; but it wasn’t enough.
When Melanie got to me and squeezed both my breasts at the same time, I felt myself weakening and experiencing a guilty pleasure of wanting her to go further, much further.
“Melanie, no!” I begged; I was serious; I wanted her to stop. My body wanted very badly to feel what she kept doing to me, but ‘I’, I wanted none of it. Not in public.
“Aria! Stay put! I need this! I need it!” Melanie bleated, scaring me. “If we don’t do it, right here and right now, I think I’m going to die!” she surely exaggerated, and yet her eyes told a different story.
“M-Melanie… what…?” I started, but was interrupted by Erika.
“Let her have this… I’ve been there. She really, really needs this. You have no fucking idea. She’ll… be done soon.”
It was thus that I received no help whatsoever from Erika. Melanie had me embraced from the back, rubbing my breast with one hand and all over the place with the other. She kissed and bit my neck and back, forcing me to moan and yelp, sometimes yowl.
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>>2281704 Melanie’s mouth made it to where my human ears used to be and I welcomed it, albeit reluctantly. I offered resistance, because of course I had to. I clawed at the ground and tried crawling away, but Melanie’s weight on top of me was too much to pull.
“I’ve never felt anything like this for any girl. Ever,” she related. Her feelings for me had already been made public, but this was the first time I heard her actually acknowledge them. The timing couldn’t be worse.
My weak attempts to keep her at bay were not enough. Melanie kept making it harder; she had begun to rub herself against my butt; and the humidity I felt was both unwelcome and enticing.
“E-Erika! Erika, she’s…” at that point Melanie’s hand had made it to its final destination, my crotch. “She’s acting like she wants ME to… but she’s the one who needs the release, help!” I beseeched.
“I’m… I’m… I need a minute, Aria,” Erika simpered, looking above into the sky.
“But, but, but she’s taking off my… meow! Melanie, no!” Melanie had already begun to try and strip me; but ever since her hand made it down there, she had redoubled efforts even after I had gone at great lengths to at least assure I had remained properly covered.
She didn’t end up removing the assembly I had tied downstairs, but she had done something equally nefarious by making a small gap uncovering precisely the part that I wanted hidden the most.
Melanie did a weird and preoccupying noise when she made contact with my insides. To be fair, I did as well, but mine was justified. Hers was an overly-excited giggle mixed with a chirp and a mumble; mine was just a regular yowl.
If I had been given some sort of resistance, it stopped then. “Aria!” Melanie sweetly pronounced my name and her mouth kept close to the left side of my neck and face, her hot breath honestly agitating me, but in a good way. Or a bad one. It was hard to tell.
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>>2281705 “M-Mel… no, you can’t…” was all I could think of arguing. I was not calling her by her nickname, I just ran out of breath.
“But you’re purring,” she pointed out as she made me emit a weak squeal as the second finger had made it in. “And you’re wet…”
“That’s just… you all were playing with yourselves on the ropes… I was watching… smelling… this doesn’t mean…”
“And you’re kind of mine for today, if I remember right… and I need this, and you want it, and I think I kind of love you.”
“Meow…”
It was like she was deliberately trying to make it as embarrassing as possible.
Melanie didn’t have a lot of experience, and all of it was recent. She had messed around with Yuri, and before that with me in the showers; and all of it was mouth stuff. It was not an impediment or too much of an obstacle; having her play with my pussy with her fingers as she slowly learned how to treat another girl was honestly quite enough for me. I had been warmed up enough as it was after all I had seen during the ropes.
It wasn’t her fingers only; as that mouth of hers was titillating me plenty, her body was notoriously warm and in contact with mine; and I surmised she must be quite used to stimulating her own breasts whenever she masturbated as she was giving me an enticing treatment in that department with her other hand. She liked squeezing from the bottom and moving her fingers like she wanted to extract something from them. She wasn’t even making contact with my nipples and I still felt something.
I gave up. Not like I was offering all that much struggle in the first place, but I went limp and allowed her access to whatever she wanted to do. Melanie noticed.
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>>2281707 She delicately deposited me on the ground as I was turned, she sat above me. Our pussies kissed and she rubbed them together. She winced and shrieked, I covered my mouth to avoid embarrassing sounds exiting; it was bad enough that I was doing what I was doing and where I was doing it.
I felt a hand, strong and forceful over my covered mouth, it was taking my paws off it. “Now you’ve gone and done it, you damned nymphos,” it was Erika. “Shit… you made me horny again…”
There was no ceremony, no request and no mercy. Erika placed her delicious bottom to my face, squatting. I had my favorite scent in the world right in front of my nose and it drove me crazy. If I was already a willing participant in what was going on, Erika had moved it all to a new level.
“Aria, I need you to eat me out. Now,” Erika demanded. Her voice was filled with authority, entitlement and desire. I was not going to go against it. I was too far gone.
Giving a weak chirrup to signal I had understood, I took my tongue out and started pleasuring Erika with all I had. She was drenched; I had never dealt with so much of her fluids at the same time. Before my mouth ever made contact, two sticky drops had already made it to my face; it was that much.
Melanie didn’t stop, or seemed to mind she was now sharing me. She kept making contact, vagina against vagina. She lifted one of my legs so she could get a better position and kept grinding. A porn I had seen some time ago popped into mind and it only served to arouse me further. I would have screamed had my mouth not been so busy.
I was lying face up with my legs spread wide open and my pussy plus one of my boobs uncovered. On my mouth I had Erika’s whole womanhood and on my own crotch Melanie was riding me. It was Heaven. It took me a while to notice that that was not all going on at the moment.
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>>2281710 was Heaven. It took me a while to notice that that was not all going on at the moment.
I understood both girls I was having sex with were artificially stirred up by whatever substance they had been forced to friction against their loins, so it didn’t surprise me to find out that while both their groins were busy on me, their mouths and hands were focused on each other.
Erika and Melanie kissed, wildly. Their arms could hardly stay put, sometimes reaching for their tits and sometimes their napes so they could push their kiss further; sometimes they were directed to their vaginas to stimulate each other or themselves further.
All of this I mostly knew due to hearing; as all I could see was Erika’s bottom; and I was perfectly fine with that. It didn’t take me long to climax, and that was not enough to have me stop; I rode the whole thing and continued the activity without rest, too focused on my own pleasure to tell how Melanie was faring. Erika’s pussy I had right in front of me, so I knew for a fact I made her experience maximum pleasure at least twice. The last time, Erika’s knees weakened and she nearly downright sat on my face. She dropped to the side, panting.
“And how did you like that, folks?” I heard Jill’s voice. “That’s all thanks to the patented juice we placed on the obstacle. It works on straight girls and lesbians alike. Something tells me that’s not the last we’ll see of that place. You better start moving to the latest parts of our course or you’ll miss the show!”
I had been trapped inside a different reality for a few minutes and didn’t notice that our audience had multiplied. People were moving from the first stages of the track from where we were going, and I could now know that we had lost valuable time and while the tightropes were an exceptionally hard obstacle, we had been already surpassed by many.
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>>2281711 We were going to lose at this rate.
a) Erika tells Aria to go on and win the race.
b) Aria convinces her other two companions to move as quickly as they can. Their chances to win are slim if nothing else happens.
c) Aria is assaulted a second time. Erika and Melanie are hardly the only ones suffering the effects of the aphrodisiac.
d) Aria is beat and needs a break. She gets to witness kind of an orgy going on.
e) Peggy and Jodi talk about what just happened means for them while traversing the nets.
f) Lisa has finally broken from Delanie’s grasp and is desperately running away.
g) Denise has found an all-you-can-eat (out) buffet.
h) Tonya is now experiencing a rather hard obstacle. She has some wild fantasies.
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>>2281712 A + E/F/G/H. I can't decide which of the side-perspectives I want to see most, but for Aria I like the idea of Erika and Melanie pooling their ribbons with Aria so she can win the race for them too.
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Does anyone have the character list? I just started and I'm lost.
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pastebin.com/1yjRy5AJ seems to be removed.. do we have another copy?
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>>2281717 Sure, here you go:
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Hope you like it. Although it will be a while before you catch up.
Good chance to update Delanie's pic. Can't believe I didn't think of this lovely Yandere sooner.
Lavalamp
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>>2281712 “About what happened…”
“It never happened!” I yelled back to Peggy.
We were crawling. The next obstacle were some nets to crawl under. No one was running above the thing so I guessed we weren’t supposed to. I could not see a lot of people behind us; we were falling behind and about the last places, even after all we had gone through in the race. I knew for sure there was no one left in the mud pit and maybe two people stuck on the climbing wall.
Peggy had not said a word ever since… ‘nothing’ happened. She had helped me get my ribbon off the wall with a tug, given me hers for me to wear it and listened to everything I had said. I had a ribbon across my tits and one wrapped near my vag. Peggy I had left naked; not that it mattered. I wouldn’t have minded being without the ribbons, either. It didn’t make a difference anymore.
The wall was easy when there wasn’t anyone in your way. All the people we were ‘racing’ with knew we were all too far behind to care about bothering each other.
Crawling under the net was easy, but it took time. There were girls all around trying the same thing, and if we weren’t careful we could end up stuck. Jill had some good news on the microphone for us, saying she had prepared some stuff for making it harder for the first places so we still had a chance. Apparently, Tonya was in the first place and she was not having it easy.
I felt like crying. Fuck the race, who cared about some clothes? But when… ‘nothing’ happened with Peggy; what had gotten into me? How could I have thought that was the right thing to do? Had I gone crazy? I knew from the start things would never be the same. Kissing once was just… whatever. But, ‘nothing’? ‘Nothing’ was too much.
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>>2282388 I was worrying about it, when Peggy opened her mouth. She didn’t take the hint and shut her trap, kept talking making it worse. “And that’s fine and all… but all the camp saw. We’re going to be talking about it anyway, I thought…” she said.
“People have done worse! They do worse things every day!” I interrupted her; I wasn’t wrong. “So what… if we’re sisters. Jill has done worse and people leave her alone. D-do you remember Kathy? At the movies? She had it pretty bad and now no one brings it up. A-and Charlotte, remember her? She’s in the staff, and she was caught skinny dipping! Nobody gives her crap. And Andrea! All of the stuff she’s done!”
“What do you think we’ll have to do so people don’t upload it somewhere?” she ignored my point.
“We’ll… we’ll say it’s fake. We’ll buy tickets for like, Disneyland or something. Expired ones, I bet they’re cheap. We’ll tell everyone we were there for summer. We can shop some pictures. We’ll… we’ll say something embarrassing happened there. Like, we kissed again! Yes; that’s what we’ll say. They won’t think we’re lying if we say something happened. We’ll even take a picture.”
“O-okay. Does that mean we have to kiss again?”
“For the picture, yes!” was she not listening? I had just told her. “It’s just a kiss, no big deal.”
“But when that other one happened we said it never happened…”
“It happened! It happened, okay? THIS, this is what never happened. That other kiss? Yup, we did make out. So what? A-and we would do it again. But we would never… we would never…!”
“We would never sixty-nine. Nope. Never,” she finished.
“Exactly,” I nodded so hard I hit my chin. We were halfway through the net or so.
“We will only do it at home. In our room, with the door locked. No one will ever find out. And it won’t be a big deal.”
“Exact- wait, what?”
*
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>>2282389 *
They didn’t get it. Or most of them didn’t get it; that creepy girl with the weird eyes, Delanie; she understood. Jodi and Peggy, from what I had seen, understood too. Aria, she was just a cat at the moment but she was probably having fun; so even if she didn’t understand she was doing the right thing.
Jill understood, obviously; so did most her Panty Raiders; but they weren’t racing so they didn’t really count.
The race was not a race, or a contest or anything. It was a show, and they weren’t doing it right.
We weren’t here to win; we were here to have fun and enjoy the ride. I had figured that out at the very start, and was making use of it. The whole camp was about that. Why else would anyone sign up for a crappy, run-down place in the middle of nowhere at our age? We were here to fuck and not be judged. We would never see each other again (God, I hoped) and move on with our lives when we were done.
I hadn’t sucked a dick in ages but I had eaten out like half the girls in camp by now. Okay, maybe just like ten of them or so; before the race, of course. I had tasted so many pussies and they sometimes even returned the favor. It had been great already, and with Jill figuring out that it was more fun to be with the rest of us instead of being locked in her tennis courts, things were getting better by the day.
The fight at the start had been great and all, but it didn’t give me the chances I needed. The mud was bad; it was just bad. I didn’t want to taste sludge off a girl’s pussy; it was a bad obstacle, a bad idea and it should not have been there.
Now, the wall… that was great. People were giving their backs to each other, and they couldn’t let go or they would fall. They couldn’t kick you, either; because they would get disqualified. I had gotten Jackie there. I knew Jackie through Yuri. She was a very quiet girl who kept it all to herself, always.
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>>2282390 People like Jackie were the ones who needed the race the most. She was shy and needed an outlet; also she was so stupidly insecure I just wanted to grab her and tell her she was beautiful… and then eat her out. So that’s what I did.
Jackie was climbing the wall when I had gotten to her. She had already lost her ribbon, and her legs were all murky and muddy, but her pussy wasn’t; which was good enough for me. Jackie was petite and cute; her boobs were tiny and charming. I knew she hated to have boobs so small; that and the big scar she had on the right side of her belly.
She had a huge bush down there, but I never minded those so long as they weren’t too bad. So long as I didn’t end up with pubes between my teeth, it was fine.
“Denise, no!” she screamed at me when I grabbed her. She remembered my name.
She had tried to climb up but I had her. I didn’t let her go, not easily.
I had to work very hard. Jackie’s face told me she was embarrassed, her voice that she wanted me to stop; but it took a long time for her to finally get wet. Also, she kind of started crying in the middle of it, like I wasn’t doing her a favor.
Whatever, I was done soon with her. She kept trying and got away but not before I got my fix. On the other side of the wall was what I was waiting.
It was genius! I could have kissed Jill for thinking about it; I probably should anyway. I had seen it before when they were building the race, but I hadn’t seen it in action. It was a net; a huge one. Girls had to crawl, go into all fours and go below it. They were ‘to slow us down and trap us’, but Jill knew what was up. I knew what was up.
There were so many booties… so many of them defenseless and just waiting to be trapped and immobilized. My mouth started watering.
*
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>>2282391 *
I was in first place, after all that had happened; the second I passed Aria the race was mine. That’s what I thought, but no!
The tightropes had been… wow. The way they felt against my pussy… maybe I should bring one of those home, or at least whatever the hell they had put on them. Now, getting myself off when people was watching when I was next to nude was something that I could need years of therapy to forget, but the pleasure alone, that was nice. I had never been so wet in my life; even now I could feel it dripping down my tights, and every now and then the lower part of my abdomen twitched, asking for something that was not time for it to have.
I thought it couldn’t get harder than that, or at least not as time consuming. I had to stay behind and grind to the ropes just so I could clear my mind up enough to think of carrying up. I knew that, being the first one on the tightropes, I would also be the one with the hardest effects to fight. As girls went past less and less of the liquid on them that was obviously some sex-shop special ointment or whatever, would stay.
Jill warned over the speakers that while I was in the first place, there were obstacles mean to hinder whoever was winning. I understood what she meant when I saw it. They were hopping tires, and like in all obstacles there was a girl watching over them telling me to hop on them. I couldn’t place foot on the tire itself, just the holes.
They were very close to each other, so hoping from tire to tire was easy… except when I landed in one and there was a hole on it. Not like, the hole of the tire; but an actual hole dug under it. I went down. It was hard to lift myself back up, and I got more careful where I placed my feet, but there was really no telling what was on each tire until I hopped, and I too my sweet time people would catch up to me.
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>>2282392 There was no warning, no nothing. My leg got stuck, the only way to describe it was that the tires were trapped. “EEK!” I yelled, surprised when there was something cold closing around my left ankle.
“Do be careful with the tires, Tonya!” Jill warmed me way too late. She wasn’t really warning me, just making fun of me. I fucking hated her at that moment.
I checked my trapped leg. “You can’t be serious!” it was metal. Steel or something, I didn’t know; it had a number eight carven on it. What did it matter? It was metal! “Am I out of the race?” I asked, about to lose it right then and there.
“Nope,” I heard someone yelling to my right; he whistled for my attention. It was a guy, Dugald. He had an ugly smile on his mug, eying me like the animal he was. I covered, being all the more aware of how undressed I was. I covered. Dugald was dangling a key, a small key with a number on it. It read “8”.
“He can throw you the key if you convince him to,” the girl who was watching over the obstacles explained, smirking. Her name was Kathy; she was friends with Jill. To be completely naked except for a dumb pair of panties over her head, she was looking too smug.
I turned back to Dugald, he had started to giggle. Now that I noticed, there were a bunch of guys in this place even though I was the only one who had made it to this obstacle. Were they the key holders? Were there more traps? They were all ogling me.
“Start by taking off your ribbon,” Dugald ordered. “Then spread them legs nice wide.”
*
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>>2282394 *
“I’m… I’m fucking beat,” Erika panted, untying her ribbons off her arms. She handed them to me. “Go. Go and win this. I’m just slowing you down. You would have been done with this in a flash if it weren’t for us.”
“What? No. Let’s go together,” I requested, giving a step back away from what Erika was handing over to me.
“Aria, there’s no time,” Erika insisted. “Just grab these and go. Get some clothes. You know I sleep butt-naked anyway. I don’t even care about that shit. Just grab these, damn it. Go!”
“B-but…” I still didn’t like it.
“Melanie, you too. Come on, strip!” Erika helped Melanie up.
“What? Why me?” Melanie complained. Indeed, why?
“Because you jumped Aria in the middle of the race after she had waited for you. Come on, that was just not okay. You look in worse shape that I am, and because people are catching up they’ll take them away from you anyway.”
It still didn’t sound like a good reason, but Erika promptly made a protesting Melanie fully nude. The girl, who was not as fearless as she had shown to be when she started to perform cunnilingus on me, ducked and shielded as she could from people to the sides.
“If every ribbon is a piece of cloth, just ask for something for each of us and that should do it. Come on, go! Go!” Erika kept pressing.
“G-get me a pair of panties! A-and a t-shirt, please!” Melanie requested. “Erika’ s right; you go win this for us!”
“Are you sure?” I asked. This didn’t feel right, what if Jill didn’t allow me to give clothes to other people?
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>>2282395 “I am! And… and sorry for confessing at a bad time…! And sorry for licking you without your permission! A-and let’s have a date after this!” Melanie’s pitch of voice kept going higher and higher, her face became redder as she spoke and she had closed her eyes. I couldn’t help but think she looked adorable, although I wished she didn’t yell embarrassing stuff in front of so many.
Erika grabbed me and placed all ribbons dangling around my neck. “GO!” she yelled right to my ear, which she had grabbed.
“MEOW!” startled, I turned tail and began running.
a) Tonya gives one hell of a show, keeping her lead.
b) Lisa learns to exploit Delanie’s affection.
c) Denise pleases many.
d) Andrea has a lot of fun at the tightropes.
e) Jodi and Peggy come to an understanding.
f) Aria meows loudly because she’s trapped.
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>>2282396 A, B, E, and F all look good, especially B and E.
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Lavalamp
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>>2282435 I'd use that picture as Aria's if not for the human ears.
>>2282396 “Oh. My. God. Peggy! You don’t joke about that stuff!” I yelled to my stupid sister. I almost took her seriously for a second.
“Joke? Oh… right. Sorry, it was just a dumb joke,” she said back, but she was so disappointed it hurt. “Forget I said anything. Of course we wouldn’t… I’m such an idiot,” yes, she was.
What was she even thinking? Did she really thing we would…? Ugh, this wasn’t happening! What did she think this was? I had only done what I did (and I actually didn’t do it because it didn’t happen) to be even… or something.
She was just confused. Hell, I was confused. Confused, and scared, and embarrassed, and worried, and kind of horny, and sad, and disgusted. And some other things.
“But while… while we’re on it. I’m tired of…! I’m not hiding it anymore, okay?” she said.
I knew what she meant. We’ve shared a room our whole lives. A girl had needs and privacy was impossible in our tiny house; and the bathroom was not always available.
“Please, you never hide it. Ever,” I told her. She tried, alright; but she never did it right. Unlike me.
“And you think you do?” she said, hurt. “You think I don’t hear your fucking… sounds at night? Or what you keep in the drawer next to your bed? Under three notebooks?”
“I’ve told you not to mess with my things!” I yelled. I even stopped advancing, and we were nearly done with the nets.
“And I’ve told you not to mess with mine! You still wear my underwear like every other day!”
“That’s because you keep leaving them on my side of the closet! Everything you leave on my side of the closet becomes mine!” I explained to her again. We had had this talk a million times over.
“I DON’T LEAVE THEM THERE, MOM DOES!” I knew that. Mom couldn’t tell Peggy’s from mine.
“THEN PUT THEM ON ITS PROPER PLACE!” like I did.
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>>2282778 “YOU DO IT, IT’S YOUR PRECIOUS SIDE, ISN’T IT?”
“THEY’RE YOUR PANTIES; YOU WHORE! I WOULD WEAR YOUR BRAS TOO BUT THEY DON’T EVEN FIT ME!” because she was smaller and she would always be.
“YOU BITCH!”
“YOU WHORE!”
“I USE YOUR DILDO AND DON’T EVEN WASH IT AFTER!” Ewwwww!
“I’LL KILL YOU!”
*
It had not been easy, but I had tamed the beast. Kind of.
The memory of Delanie climbing up the wall when I was completely stuck to it would give me nightmares. Aria would have to deal with that. Delanie did not let me easy, either.
She had climbed above me, and with some pretty crazy grip strength, hanged upside down finishing the illusion of a spider. Her legs were wide open and bent, too. And that didn’t help. I was so scared I almost screamed.
I closed my eyes shut, waiting for her to devour me. All that came was some mild licking… in a part I didn’t care to share with others. I supposed it was much better than what I had figured. Delanie, if nothing else, was quite tender. She gave me the impression of a kitten drinking water slowly from the way she treated between my legs. I had been thinking a lot about cats as of late.
It wasn’t that if felt bad, but just staying there with her doing that was no good. For more than one reason, didn’t matter. It was hard to speak like that, but I still did.
“W-we don… don’t have time for this. I w-want to win the race…” I said.
It was freaking hard to speak. Not only was I getting serviced right in that moment, but I was scared and tired and stuck.
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>>2282779 “I am ever so sorry. What was I thinking?” she had said. About my pussy, obviously.
Delanie was creepy and crazy and stuff; but she also listened to everything I said. She stopped the second I asked her to, she got me out of the wall, helped me up, helped me down, ran besides me and kept asking me what else I wanted her to do.
I don’t know why, but I figured it wouldn’t be too crazy to ask her to get a ribbon for me.
That was… pretty fucking ruthless. She got me one, alright; but I don’t even want to talk about it. Poor girl… her butt would hurt a lot for a while. “Here you go,” Delanie told me as if nothing had happened.
We kept running. Not that it surprised me, but Delanie was faster than me. I was the one setting up the pace, as she never left me too far behind even when I tried going slower to see if she would lose her patience and go ahead. The next obstacle was a bunch of nets to crawl. I knew it already; Jill wouldn’t shut up about the obstacles or how other girls were doing. The next one after this was some tightropes in which girls… masturbated or something. They had to for some reason; from what Jill had been saying.
Delanie lifted the net for me. “Go on, Lisa!” she told me like she was my vassal or something, reverence and all. “Go ahead and I’ll guard your precious behind from impolite stares,” that was very nice of her, actually: but having Delanie on my back staring at my pussy was still kind of creepy. Well, better her than literally everyone else at camp.
*
Maybe it wasn’t the smartest thing to do to start fighting Peggy right under the net. It was her fault. She was the one who started it, like always. Besides, it was done.
If it wasn’t because the net didn’t let us move like we wanted, we would have been disqualified. I didn’t care if we got punished so long as Peggy got the same thing I did. Whatever they did to us, so long as I saw Peggy squealing I would be happy.
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>>2282780 In any case, we were stuck. The net wouldn’t let us go. I was on top this time around, Peggy and I were hugging, face to face. We could move all we wanted but nothing happened. We couldn’t even bite each other; and at that point I was down for it. My head was on its own little part of the net, Peggy’s head was the same. We were still facing each other; I saw mom’s eyes on that horrible, dirty bitch. I would now from now on wash my toys before AND after.
“I’m done with High School… almost!” I began, starting to think what stuff I could say to hurt her. “You’re not. What if I let people back home see the video? See what people say about you for your senior year.”
“Pfft,” she spat, some of it made it to my mouth. Not that I cared. “Whatever. I don’t care,” she paused, then smiled. “Actually, do it. If you don’t do it, I will. I will tell everyone that we do it every night. That we’ve done it for years.”
“You don’t really care, do you? Everyone knows you’re a whore, already…”
“I’ll tell them that I’m in love with you, that I’ve always been. Even mom and dad will find out. They’ll take us to a therapist. I’ll tell them you started it; when we were kids. That I didn’t know what was going on and you started ‘touching my special place’. I’ll start crying.”
“Y-you whore! Y-you wouldn’t…!” she totally would.
“You’ll go to jail. You don’t even get to go to Juvenile Detention ‘cause you’re eighteen!” Peggy had a pretty fucking evil grin on her face. Would I really have to strangulate her on her sleep? “Noting to say, huh?” she went on. “Then maybe I can finally have a room all to myself and we can stop worrying over where I leave my panties.”
“Peggy,” something came to mind. Something I couldn’t ignore. We had to talk that one through.
“What?”
“Were you serious? About…? Peggy, you have to tell me if you were serious,” I had to know.
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>>2282781 “Would it be so terrible?” I fucking knew it. She was serious! What the fuck was wrong with her? “It’s not like…”
“We’re sisters, Peggy! We can’t do that stuff!”
“We already did! There’s video evidence!” she reminded me. Us.
I was talking back to what she told me about what started our talk. It sucked that it was the case, but Peggy and I mostly always knew what we were talking about even if we were super vague. As much as we hated each other’s guts, I understood Peggy perfectly and I knew she understood me. That was kind of why we couldn’t stand each other.
“And we shouldn’t have!” I told her. I wanted to look at something else that wasn’t her face, but I couldn’t. We were stuck good.
“Real talk,” she said. No. No fucking way.
“Peggy, no.”
“Jodi, yes.”
“Peggy. No!”
“Real talk!”
“No!”
“Real talk!”
“Fine! I liked it, too! Is that what you wanted to hear? Of course I fucking liked it. Who wouldn’t? That’s not the point,” I hated real talk, but at least now it was her turn.
“It’s not the first time I’ve thought about it. I mean… we’re kinda like, real close. Too close. Way too close. I figured it would be kind of like… masturbation. I mean, I know we’ve never touched each other before this; but we’ve seen it all. All of it.”
“I think that if we keep doing it we’re not going to be able to stop. It’s oral sex, Jodi. Nothing feels better. We’re going to get addicted.”
“Just at first. We’ll get over it. It can be on my bed if you want. I swear no one will ever find out. Outside camp, I mean. Other than the people who find the video online.”
“Peggy, please…” I begged her, it was useless but I did it anyway. If we did this there was no going back.
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>>2282782 “And I swear I’ll stop using your toys… without permission. And I’ll keep my clothes on my side. And I’ll stop stealing your phone to sext with randos.”
“We’re going to fucking regret this. Just you wait,” how could this end well?
a) Aria is going to have to put on a show with Tonya to escape a shackle.
b) Aria comes up with a brilliant plan to escape the obstacle, but faces her mortal weakness right after.
c) The tightropes become plain madness.
d) Denise frees the sisters… for a price.
e) Lisa finds an ultimate weapon and since fair’s fair she promises a reward.
f) Carmen gets bullied.
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>>2282784 I felt bad for taking Erika’s and Melanie’s points all for myself. The least I could do was getting my head into the game and winning for their sake. It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t excited or somewhat glad somewhere deep inside; I had the hope that I would get a set of clothing with as many earnings as I had procured thanks to my friends.
It wasn’t either that I was getting their stuff for free. I would find a way to make Erika happy; and Melanie only wanted a date – which I could do easily.
“Look at how many ribbon’s the werecat’s got” I heard from the audience. It was hard making anything out with so much going on at all times, but as there were less people where I was heading, individual voices grew easier to distinguish.
“She’s gonna win this… whoa. Check it out. Her pussy.”
I stopped and quavered, deathly embarrassed. I had completely forgotten. I might have been dressed with three whole ribbons, but when Melanie ‘assaulted’ me, she had moved them to the side, making a gap through which she could… gain access to me. The comment I had heard reminded me that I was completely in view. I hurried to fix that as fast as I could.
I kept running. The distance between the ropes and the next obstacle was considerably larger than among any other pair of obstacles, perhaps three times as much. I passed many on my way. I drew plenty of stares as I had a hefty loot dangling around my neck in the form of what Erika had entrusted to me. Some girls made feints as if to try to go after me, but I only lightly leaped to a side or backwards to show them how futile their attempt would be should they keep trying. No one persisted.
I was the third girl to make it to the next obstacle, which was nothing more than some hopping tires. I had heard thanks to Jill that people were having a lot of trouble here, and that it was an obstacle designed to hinder the first places.
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>>2283636 Tonya was still in first place, barely. She was halfway through the tires. She was… pleasuring herself and had something like five guys looking her way. There were a suspiciously high amount of boys near the tires, and a few of them were not just saying things to the girls on the tires, but talking to them. Giving instructions.
“Good girl. Now squeeze your tits together and call me daddy.”
“Twerk this way, and do it right or no key for you.”
“Keep doing that. Good. Now, moan as if you were getting fucked by a huge dick. Loud.”
That last instruction was given to Sonya, and she was obeying. Was there a rule that we had to obey people around here? Kathy was close by. She didn’t bother to tell anything to me, and was as far as I could tell, going out of her way to ignore me.
I didn’t want to talk to her, either. How did this tire hopping thing worked, though?
*
There were so many girls to choose form I didn’t know what to do. So many crawling cuties with their rears exposed and shiny and just asking me to give them a taste. One of them was Jackie, but I had already done her. I wanted to test something different.
“Denise, you can’t go over the net. You have to go UNDER it.”
Diane stopped me. It was the first time she had said anything to me. She was roommates with Wanda, who was friends with Tammy and sometimes spoke to Ana. I had also sometimes seen her around Jill.
“As long as I come back here to cross the thing the right way it should be fine, right?” I argued, already guessing the answer. “If I want to jump over the net and mess with other girls that’s fine as long as I don’t make it to the other way, right?”
“She’s right! Let her mess with other girls!”
“You go, Denise! Go get another one!”
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>>2283637 “Diane, don’t you fucking get in her way. Piss off!”
I had the boys on my side, at least. Diane shrugged and let me go my merry way. Smart girl. I rubbed my hands together and licked my lips, thinking of who should be next. I found a tasty, little morsel. She was tiny and petite; I normally preferred the more feminine and developed, but she had something going on that made me go for her.
I didn’t know her name; but she was friends with Cindy, who was active at the camp’s groups; and the two of them had fooled around together; I had seen the videos. She was short and slender; and she was not having an easy time on the race. It looked like the wall had taken everything she had; she was already panting and red on the face; although it could also be that she was naked in front of people and she liked that a lot. It took all kinds.
It was up to me to give her a breather and some more motivation. “Hello,” I greeted as I was coming close to her.
“Uh… hello?” she was a polite one, stopping what she was doing to face me. She looked confused and still gave me the courtesy of an answer.
“Don’t mind me, I’m just here to make you feel good.”
“What do you m- ah! Wait! What are you…? No! No! This is… Hey; stop! STOP!”
She really didn’t mean to say that, she was just not used to how I treated people and surprised that we had just met and we were already getting intimate.
Some girls had some fancy tricks they liked to do on each other; like how to move the tongue and such. Did it really matter? I liked feeling it; really feeling it. Getting deep down there and feeling it all like it was meant to be done. Ana and Tammy liked it that way; they hadn’t told me so but they had showed me so.
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>>2283638 The girl’s voice was sweet, kind of piercing. She tried not to be too loud; she also didn’t start crying which was a nice change. She was really sensitive. She was in doggy-style position with a single hand covering her mouth, not doing anything to stop me. She was delicious.
After I showed her Heaven and she kind of collapsed, panting more and with a redder face than when I found her, I moved on. It was time to make someone else happy.
“You are very welcome,” I said to her, politely.
*
The race had gone horribly for me in all fronts. I was left behind at the start by Lisa, I had to deal with Delanie and her… things; the mud pit was tiring and horrible to be in and I had lost my ribbon early. My idea to cover my body parts with sludge was also not particularly clever. As the thing dried up over my breasts and butt – and yes, my crotch – I could tell it was not the same as wearing a mascara.
Knowing I would not be exactly in the first places, my plan was to wait and see. The next obstacle, a climbing wall, was also plagued by fights. I waited for them to cool off before I tried climbing myself. No one minded a naked woman covered in mud, so at least there was that.
Now, the nets; they seemed even easier. I ducked to go under them, as one was supposed to.
“Hey. One of Erika’s friends, huh?” I heard behind me.
I was in a vulnerable position, my head already below the net. Someone grabbed my legs, I couldn’t even roll to see how it was. I shrieked and grabbed the nets for dear life, but the pull was powerful enough to pry me off.
“I don’t give a shit about this anymore. I’m just going to have my fun, now,” she said. ‘She’, being Lilly. I now recognized the voice. It was the girl who had been taught a lesson by Jill at the very start. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was still had that phallic, horrible-looking thing still inside her rectum.
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>>2283639 Lilly stepped on me, placing her foot right between my buttocks and exerting various degrees of force. I had nothing to prove to anyone; I started crying and yelling the second she started; she twisted her foot and laughed to have me suffering under it.
“Hey! No hurting each other!” someone came to my defense, I couldn’t turn and I couldn’t recognize the voice.
“Relax, Diane,” Lillie said, revealing the name of my savior. So Lillie would be disqualified? Hopefully.
“I’m not relaxing! Jill said ‘no stomping or kicking’, shit for brains! Want another dildo to go with the one in your ass?” guess that answered my question.
“I’m not stomping, retard. And careful how you speak to me; I could go searching for you after the race.”
“Whatever. I’m done with you. I’m throwing you out. Hey! Guys! Over here! We have a rotten…!”
“I’m not hurting her!” Lillie screamed. I begged to differ. “I’m… I was looking with my foot, to do this.”
I felt something thick, plump and short making its way inside my butt. Why was it always the butt with me? Tails, fingers, more tails, more fingers; they should leave my ass alone for a while.
“That was what I was trying to do when you interrupted, Diane,” Lillie argued. It was an obvious lie. I would have made my case, but I couldn’t do much more than groaning and yelling.
“So, do we throw her out or what?”
I didn’t know how many, but plenty of boys had stepped into the track. They were watching me get… violated, basically. By a toe, no less. I buried my face on the ground and just took it. I didn’t want to make eye contact.
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>>2283640 “I’m not doing anything against the rules!” Lillie screeched. “I’m… I’m going to have some fun with her; that’s all.”
“She isn’t wearing a ribbon anymore. You’re just being mean,” Diane still sounded skeptical.
“Not against the rules. So… boys; want me to see how I deal with this bitch? You’re gonna love it.”
Wasn’t she naked as well? Did she feel no shame to manipulate another girl?
“Hmm. I don’t know, Diane. I don’t think she’s breaking any rules.”
“Go on…”
And at once the situation turned. It didn’t look like there was anyone willing to take my side.
Continuing to keep my face hidden was not doable. Lille was rough and awful, but wasn’t breaking the rules on me anymore, at least. Diane sighed at the treatment I was receiving, but otherwise let it be.
Lillie grabbed my chin and showed my face to everyone. I had my eyes shut as hard as I can, but I could just feel their stares, judging me and my completely exposed body. Lillie had me against everyone else, she was squeezing and tapping my breasts, getting them rid of the dried out mud I had tried to use to cover myself. She was putting a lot of emphasis on my nipples; she kept flicking them until Diane had her stop as it counted as hurting me.
When I felt Lillie’s hands going down, below my abdomen, a scene played up on my mind. I remembered when Aria had this done to her. It was by Erika, it was in front of us. I was so embarrassed for her, and at the same time I had this thought that what would it feel if it was me who it was happening to. Now I knew.
“Can I have them touch her? Can I have them FUCK her?” Lillie asked, I heard some gasps of anticipation.
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>>2283641 “No. They can’t! They can’t even be this close to you. They should stay out of the track unless someone calls them!” Diane kept defending me. What would happen to me if she wasn’t here?
“Don’t be such a party pooper. Let them watch, at least,” Lillie insisted, starting to handle my vagina.
“Yeah… we’ll stay quiet and watch. And throw her out if she breaks the rules,” said one of the boys. That voice? Wasn’t that one of Dan’s friends? It sounded similar.
I could have died of shame right there. What were they all watching me do? Diane grumbled again, mumbling something like no one was listening to her. She still allowed this to go on; this humiliation I was suffering.
“You’re a bitch, you know that? Erika’s bitch!” Lillie mocked me. “Don’t you think we know? We’ve all seen you get pulled around on a leash, like the bitch you are! Do you get off on that? Being a bitch? I can tell, I have a few bitches, you know? You’re an awful one, let me tell you. You can’t even be a bitch right.”
“I’m… I’m a good bitch…”
I didn’t know what made me say that. I couldn’t even bring myself to open my eyes, much less should I be able to say something so embarrassing and demeaning!
“W-wha-ha-ha-ha-t?” Lillie said as she laughed, surprised by my response, and she wasn’t the only one.
“I’m… I’m a good bitch… I bark… and I listen to instructions. I’m better… better than any of your bitches!”
It was a weird thing to be proud about; and I wasn’t actually proud. I just felt that I had to say that. I had kind of regressed into my own little world. I was probably so embarrassed that I had hit rock bottom and nothing else could make it worse.
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>>2283642 “Is this bitch serious?” Lillie asked me, still half-laughing as she kept inserting fingers inside me. I stopped holding back. I let out my voice out, however it sounded. “Holy shit! She loves this! She actually loves this! She IS a bitch!” Lillie sounded more angry than pleased; I took comfort in that. “I guess I have to step it up a notch, then!”
*
I had found a two for one deal. After I had finished working with Cindy’s friend, I went to service a few other girls. It might have been that they were too focused on winning, but not a single one was too welcoming. I was having a grand time, wondering who would be next, when I found a pair so tangled they didn’t look like they would ever be able to get out of the fix they were on without help. They were the blonde sisters who were always fighting.
I had taken too long playing around. I didn’t even notice them getting past me. I was ahead of them not that long ago.
I didn’t stop to think how they had gotten to where they were; I just worried that I hadn’t seen them sooner and was grateful I was the only one heading their way. What if someone was to steal those two from me? I had to get there first.
They were hugging each other, face to face. If I didn’t know any better I would say they were trying to get frisky.
“Hey! You can’t go over the net!” one of the sisters told me, angry. It was the one above. I didn’t know if it was the oldest or the youngest. Unlike most people, I knew they weren’t twins; that didn’t mean I could easily tell them apart.
“I can so long as I don’t cross the end of it. If I want to get through I have to return all the way and do it right. I have permission,” I quickly explained. That didn’t matter. “So… I see you guys are trapped.”
“We’re fine, go away!” the one above said.
“Jodi! She can help us!” the one from below protested, I’m guessing that was Peggy. So it was now clear which was which.
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>>2283643 “NO, she can’t. She’ll only make things worse. This is Denise, remember?” said Jodi. She was the older one, right? I thought she was.
“And who else do you see around? It’s her or staying stuck here forever!”
“Listen to your sister. I am a good person at heart. I can help you out… for a little price… that I was going to take anyway, so…” I put it out in the open.
“We accept! Whatever it is, we accept!” Peggy spoke for the two of them, I assumed, since Jodi was just grunting. Unhappy, but resigned. I could work with that.
Now, as I had told them, I could have taken advantage of them even if they didn’t want to… at first. Since they had now given me permission and I was going to give them something back (aside from pleasure); they needed to work for it.
I was not interested in winning at all, but I guessed they were and that this was time sensitive. I was direct. “This is going to be a threesome, alright? Start by kissing, we’ll figure out the rest as we go.”
“We’re not going to-!” started Jodi, but Peggy silenced her a hungry mouth.
“Yes, we are; if we have to!” Peggy said after the kiss and gave another one right after.
“This is on you, you hear me, Peggy? On you!” Jodi said looking pretty mad. She still kissed her sister back. They started making out like if they had done it a million times before. For all I knew, they could have.
From a few howls and roars all around us I could tell we were getting a lot of attention, even if there weren’t all that many girls remaining around. I understood, I also thought sister on sister was kind of hot, reason for which I asked for the threesome.
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>>2283644 It was up to me to do my own thing. I started with Jodi; she was the more uptight one and I kind of felt like I needed her to be more cooperative first. Now, I’ve had tons of different reactions from all sorts of girls (well, like ten of them); Jodi was kind of peculiar. I had girls getting startled, surprised, sometimes even excited; Jodi was the first one who just grumbled and tried to ignore me. Talk about rude.
It made me want to try harder, and harder I tried. I opened and closed my mouth as fast as I could, spinning around my tongue like crazy and giving strong, fast swipes with it all around her pussy and the insides of it. Jodi was a hard one to please, though. The worst part was that she was already wet, how hard would it be if she was dry? And how the hell did Peggy got her frigid sister wet in the first place?
Through sheer insistence I got through to her, although I received some help. I had Peggy use her fingers on her sister, all while Jodi did the same thing. It became obvious pretty fast that Peggy was the more sensitive one between the two; she only had fingers on her (mine and Jodi’s) and she was already singing out loud in a sweeter and higher voice than Jodi was. “Aaahh! Aaah!” Peggy went. Jodi was trying to keep it down and just made some dumb noises; she was no fun.
As much as Jodi wanted to deny it, she came. I was eying her pretty, pink pussy right in front of me; she couldn’t hide it. She was finally going to yell out in pleasure, but Peggy betrayed me by covering her sister’s mouth with her own in a pretty intense kiss. I guessed that was also fine.
Now, pleasuring Peggy was also very different. The second my tongue touched her, she started squealing and jumping, and it was in just seconds that she came. Both sisters were kind of disappointing in their own way; but I had had my fun nonetheless.
“Very good!” I congratulated them. “Alright, let me help you out.”
*
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>>2283645 *
I still would strongly preferred not to deal with her at all, but I would be a moron if I didn’t use Delanie for something useful while I had her. I had suffered much at her hands and was probably going to have a nightmare because of her; she owed me this much.
She was efficient and brutal; at least as brutal as we could be without getting disqualified. Delanie attacked other girls by jumping them, and she inserted fingers in any hole she could reach. They weren’t even always the expected ones. The thing was, by the time we made it past the nets and near the next obstacle that I had heard so much about thanks to Jill’s announcements, I was up to five whole ribbons all to myself. I didn’t even have the time to tie them around me anymore. All I knew is that I was filthy rich and I loved it.
“Thank you so much, Delanie!” I just had to tell her. I would have already run to hug her if I wasn’t… so freaking afraid of the girl.
“For stomping this insects in your name? My pleasure!” she said back, creepy as ever.
“Do you, uh… want me to pay you back somehow?” I was not stupid enough to think I was getting this for free. I didn’t want it to be for free, either. There’s nothing more expensive that something advertised as free.
“W-what for…? You don’t mean…? For serving you? That’s what I was born to do! I will eliminate all obstacles you find in your way! No one will ever keep us apart!”
Yup. That was about what I expected. That wasn’t gonna fly, though. I was paying her back in full and I was not keeping a tab.
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>>2283646 “Oh, c-come on, Delanie!” I had sweet-talked before with guys that I didn’t really feel attracted to, just so I could get stuff out of them. All girls did it; and I was better at it that basically everyone else. I was no expert in trying it with girls, though; or if not girls, whatever the hell Delanie was. “Are you sure you don’t want a reward?” my tone of voice should have told the rest of the story. I didn’t think her as dense as to not get it.
“Oh! You mean a ‘reward’,” she said.
“Yeah; a ‘reward’. You sure you don’t want any? Come on,” she had fallen for it. Good. I would pay her back and owe her nothing.
“Now that you mention it… I guess we could… continue where we left off…”
“Oh, that would be great!” I tried to sound excited. I think I pulled it off. Delanie looked happy; I was not sure if that was too good.
“Then let’s hurry with this stupid thing, then! Let’s finish it as soon as we can and be together… and alone!”
For the first time, she ran ahead of me, climbing to the next obstacle. It looked like some ropes we had to cross by rubbing our pussies to them. I had a bad feeling about this one.
*
The stars had aligned. What I was waiting to happen had happened. It was most certainly the cat part of me that thrived in crouching out of view and watching a situation develop by itself. I knew that I could have waited there for ages just watching other people go around; I was not aware that I was that patient. Regardless, the situation I was expecting arrived.
More girls made it to the hopping tires, and more got stuck in one way or another. Jill’s machinations were relentless. There were pits, more of the sticky thing back at the wall, some slippery stuff; and worst of all: the shackles.
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>>2283647 It was an awful instrument of torture I didn’t want anything to do with, not for all the clothes in the world. They snapped automatically shut whenever some unlucky – clumsy – girl stepped on where they were placed. They were aluminum foil and they could be easily broken, although not easily; but it was against the rules doing so. The only legitimate way to break free was to use one of the numbered keys which were randomly split among the boys. The boys made outrageous requests and the girls were obligated to listen to unless they wanted to remain trapped indefinitely.
The requests done were awful, although I assumed there were some rules as how far they could take it. I wouldn’t expect otherwise from Jill, not that it made the situation still something I would be willing to deal with.
Regardless, so many people trapped in one place or another was precisely what I needed. I ran and put my plan into motion.
It was a little mean, but this was a competition and I could not risk getting stuck there, not at all. I used the girls as stepping stones, jumping from one to the next. They all understandably shrieked and sometimes tripped as I jumped from one to the next.
“Hey! You can’t do that! That’s cheating!” Kathy, who had refused to so much as acknowledge my existence, suddenly cried out in indignation.
I was ready for that to be the case. I had already decided that I was not going to get past the obstacle the regular way, as it was too risky should I end up trapped. I could hardly tolerate speaking to boys, interacting with them further was out of the question.
“I’m not stepping on the tires themselves or out of the tracks!” I yelled as loudly as I could as I made my last few leaps to downright cross the whole obstacle in record time.
“I’ll call Jill!” Kathy threatened. Sure, that worked for me.
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>>2283648 “Eeek! Aria! Damn it!” that was Tonya. Not a single girl who I had been in contact with during my skipping had not cried out, and Tonya was not the exception. “Crap! No way!” she had fallen forward, she used her hands to stop her fall, and her right arm was now stuck within a shackle.
“Sorry,” I quietly apologized and I kept running. I had a race to win.
I felt great; I was in the first place, I was basically wearing a leotard made out of ribbons which more or less could have counted as almost actual clothing… maybe; and I could see the finish line… the tennis courts!
“Aria, I received a call that you’ve been a bad girl!” Jill spoke to me through the speakers. “Oh, by the way. It’s fine. She didn’t break the rules, Kathy. So we’re clear. That said… I found it kind of unfair that we had a contestant that had superhuman agility and stuff just going around. You know? That’s why I prepared something for you!”
What was she on about, now?
“Oh, no…” I had just found out what she meant.
a) Laser pointer.
b) Tons of Catnip.
c) Wiggling little threads everywhere.
d) A sprinkler.
e) A tin can with pennies shaken by a Panty Raider.
What else?
1) Carmen’s bullying continues.
2) Carmen escapes and a chase through the net ensues.
3) Denise finds out about the sister’s deal and gives her two cents.
4) Delanie goes crazy; or crazier, rather.
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>>2283649 This whole race has been fantastic, I must say.
A, B, and C. On their own Aria might be able to resist them, but together...
1 3 4 sounds good to me too.
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>>2283649 A The Ultimate Enemy
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>>2283722 Glad you like it. I've seen some Ranma contributions. Would you like a character based on it? It could be a long while before it pops out, do bear in mind.
>>2284409 Aria has a surprisingly high amount of easily exploitable weaknesses.
>>2283649 It was a shame that I was using my precious time to get the dumb sisters out of the net, but I had already agreed and maybe while the threesome I had with them wasn’t the best of the best, it was something. I knew for sure people watching had enjoyed it a lot.
They didn’t even thank me, just nodded and bolted off together. I took a look back. Lillie was also having fun with someone, and she was also being allowed to break the rules by having boys around and so close. Diane was distracted, and I didn’t feel like running all the way back and then crawling through the net. It was a good chance to be taken. So what if I was later punished? It was probably something sexual and public; I didn’t care. The pretty siblings were not waiting for me and I found them too interesting to part with them here.
A lot of witnesses saw me cheat, but no one at the audience did anything to stop me. I was going to keep it going for as long as I could. After all, the race had no meaning to me if I couldn’t catch up to more people to have fun with. The sisters were actually kind of slow; all things considered. Maybe it could be that they were pacing for the long haul like this was a marathon; but since we were already behind the back that didn’t look like a great idea.
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>>2284443 *
Denise ran fast. She caught up to us in no time. Wasn’t she cheating? She hadn’t gone under the net. Not that I cared anymore; so long as she didn’t get in our way.
I had done it again. It was easy when ‘nothing’ had happened and thought that was a one-time thing because the situation was so extreme and crazy. Now it had happened twice. This time it was even maybe a little worse. Watching Peggy’s pussy twitch and shake when I was done giving her pleasure was one thing, but this time we were face to face.
I had been around Peggy touching herself tons of times; at least once a week for years and years. I wasn’t an idiot either; I knew for a fact she had also seen me or heard me do it. This was the first time that we ever witnessesed the face we did during orgasm, and even more so this close. It was going to haunt me for the rest of my life.
The taste of my sister’s insides…
How it felt to the touch, her liquids were still on my fingers…
The face she made with her pretty, blue eyes when she was done…
I didn’t want to know any of that. It sucked. It also sucked that Peggy had experienced the same thing. She also had seen and felt me.
“I know that face,” Denise interrupted me thinking. She could jog ahead of us and talk at the same time without problem. “You’re making it more complicated that it really is. You do it because it feels good. There is nothing wrong with wanting to feel good.”
“Sh-she’s right! There’s nothing wrong with that!” Peggy backed her up. Peggy of course knew what I was thinking about, but how did Denise did? An educated guess? Going around licking pussies like crazy had given her insight into women and girls?
It didn’t matter. Both were wrong.
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>>2284444 They were taking things lightly. I didn’t know Denise all that much but I had heard about her. Everyone had. She was a whore of whores, and everyone knew she swung both ways. Peggy, she was probably confused by the talk we had earlier.
“See? She gets it!” said Denise, happy my stupid sister was on her side. “It doesn’t have to be like, super serious or something. Okay? You’re just playing.”
“Yeah, we’re just playing,” Peggy kept repeating like a parrot.
“It doesn’t matter if you’re sisters, or friends, or whatnot. You’re girls! It’s not like you can get pregnant with each other. And it’s going to make you closer, and stuff.”
“Yes, it will make us closer, stop fighting so much!” I wanted to slap some sense into Peggy, but our last two fights had all had horrible consequences and I wanted to hold off on any more of them until this dumb thing was done.
“It’s no different than doing it all by yourself,” Denise somehow figured. “There’s no consequences; and who better to do it with than someone you’ve known your whole life?”
There was so much wrong with that that I didn’t know where to begin. I had already agreed to Peggy’s crazy idea, though. There was nothing more to it. I was not going to speak about it anymore.
“See? It’s not just me. Everyone else thinks the same thing,” Peggy said.
It was not everyone, just these two wackos. What was done was done, though. This is was on Peggy so I didn’t care. We would continue to do… ‘nothing’ and whatever happened, it would be her fault and I would remember her it was.
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>>2284445 *
She had been going at it for a while. I wanted to watch, and Carmen’s eyes were closed, so what was the big deal? Some days ago watching a girl handling another one in a sexual way would have me screaming in panic and alarm. I would have never dreamed to see something like that before. Right now, thanks to Jill and her ‘training’ and her ‘games’ and whatever crazy thing happened inside Erika’s and Lisa’s cabin at night it was now just business as usual.
It still had an effect on me; sure it did. It was hard watching that stuff happen day to day. The shock value was mostly gone but that was it. I was now watching Carmen, who was now Jill’s roommate, getting her stuff done by Lillie. I had half a mind to throw Lillie out of the race since I knew she was full or shit about not hurting Carmen before; but the public liked it and in the end my instructions, as told by Jill, were ‘do whatever everyone wants happening, and try to make it fun’, whatever that meant.
Carmen was actually tall; she was lanky with thin and long limbs. She had huge jugs; a pretty face and we couldn’t deny she was kind of exotic around these parts. She HAD a very thick bush, I remembered it so. Maybe because of peer pressure, but she ended up shaving most of it. Because of the lighting which was basically all cellphones, Carmen’s snatch was pretty shiny, even with all the mud. Some of it could be sweat. Some of it.
Lillie kept working on Carmen, who didn’t do anything but sit there and take it. Lillie was as tall as Carmen, at least; she was fuller and was a strong contender for the biggest tits in town. Lillie was pretty on her own right; but all eyes were on Carmen, even mine. I was trying not to look, to stand around sulking that the rules were being broken… but I couldn’t. It was too hard to look away.
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>>2284446 It was… so pink. Carmen was so pink. Lillie had Carmen’s little flower open wide and it was crazy pink inside. Lillie had her fingers going in and out, focusing on keeping it nice and open so we all could see.
When Lillie noticed that Carmen was not even resisting, she let go off Carmen’s arm and started working on the pussy with two hands instead of one. That way, one hand could keep it wide to show us the inside and the other could really work on it. In any other place, if Carmen had this done to her in front of people at a school or anywhere, this would be some horrible bullying, but here in camp, I would say Lillie was being… nice.
Lillie was a mean person and she should be spiteful as all hell that she had been running around with a dildo up her. I would expect her to be trying to fist Carmen or something more along the lines what we saw at first. But no, Lillie was just touching and teasing around in a way that even got ME excited. The only way to say it was that Lillie was playing.
I was not ashamed to say that I felt some tingling when Lillie started using Carmen as some sort of keyboard. It didn’t help my case having Carmen giving slow breathings matching perfectly what Lillie was doing to her below. Carmen still had her eyes shut and looked more or less… embarrassed; but she also looked like she was, kind of, not all that sorry this was happening to her. Her mouth was half open, I could basically feel the hot air coming out of there every time Lillie made a movement I assumed Carmen liked.
If I kind of found it interesting, the boys were going crazy. They were doing their best to stay put and calm, but I was afraid that they could jump Lillie and Carmen at any point; and then I wouldn’t know what to do since the guys were our security and basically everyone else had already moved to the places ahead. Lillie was not worried about that at all, and if she was she didn’t show it.
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>>2284447 “Oooh…”
Carmen moaning was just normal, but it was the first time Lillie did so. And if it went on for that much longer I was not sure I wouldn’t do it, too.
“Y-you love this, don’t… don’t you?” Lillie went completely red, noticing the sound she had made, and she tried to cover it by starting a conversation. “You’re… a bitch. You love how I’m doing this in front of Buck and Jesse, right?”
So that was their names? Not that I would know; and it was better that way. I was naked, after all; it was easier in front of strangers. Then who was the other guy besides Cirio? Not that it mattered.
“F-faster…!” Carmen cried. So that was the last of the pretenses that she was being abused thrown into the wind.
“You whore! You DO like this! And I’m… who the fuck do you think I am?” Lillie sounded mad and yet she was still obeying Carmen, going faster. “Do you think I’m doing this for your sake? That I’m your fucking… sex toy or something? You’re…. I’m the one in charge here, you hear me? And I’m… I’m going to make you sorry you’re friends with Erika.”
Carmen didn’t answer, she couldn’t if she had tried. Lillie was going hard at it. I squatted to take a better look. I didn’t bother to pretend I didn’t care what was going on anymore. I wasn’t wet, mind you; and this wasn’t turning me on, not exactly. Maybe a bit; but it wasn’t Carmen and Lillie going at it; it was the fact boys were watching them do it. Maybe. I lightly bit at my finger.
Carmen let out a last cry. It was loud and impressive, and there was a lot of pelvic thrusting involved. She said something in Spanish, nothing I would understand.
“Fuck you. I was not doing this for you so don’t you dare enjoy it, bitch! You’re nothing but a bitch, you hear? A bitch! A d-dirty, dirty bitch who likes to get… fucked!” Lillie yelled. She looked like she kind of understood what Carmen had said.
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>>2284448 “Y-you know, if you stopped… antagonizing people and… took it easy and tried… to be nicer… I think you would like the camp better,” Carmen said as she could.
“Fuck you! I am being nice! It’s everyone else who’s an asshole!”
If they were to ask me, I thought that Lillie was very, very nice to Carmen.
*
Medea was in charge of the rope obstacle-thing. It got a little dangerous since Delanie and Medea didn’t like each other a lot. I did what I could from keeping them from each other but Delanie still made this stupid comment about Medea better watching her back. Now in my to-do list was to stop Delanie from doing something suicidal.
Pressing Delanie to just go ahead and do it, we picked one of the bunch of ropes to cross and went at it.
The people watching were moving with us; so there was always someone to see us baring it all; and in this case rubbing our snatches to the ropes. It was uncomfortable, and the knots on the stuff were overkill and kind of painful.
I had Delanie take the lead; I didn’t like her at my back. I knew something was wrong when crossing around stopped being annoying and became… pleasant.
I wasn’t a moron, there was evidence all around us. We were hardly the first ones to make it here, and many other girls were already on the effects of whatever was on the ropes. We still had to cross it. Besides, it was Medea’s obstacle; there was no way I could quit on this one.
It was a bad idea, anyway. I didn’t know what I thought. I kind of figured that I had gotten resistant to this kind of thing, and that being horny wasn’t something that hard to resist. Maybe I figured since Delanie was already kind of crazy this wouldn’t affect her so much.
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>>2284449 I had already seen it happen on others. It was always the same thing. They mounted the rope, maybe grunted or said out loud how cold it was; no one was happy to ride. Then they went forward and they all complained about the first knots; they were horrible alright.
Then they started speeding up and stopped complaining; and before making it halfway through, they would always slow down. Some would stop altogether and rub their coochies to the rope, some used their hands, some even went after whoever was in front of them or right back.
Almost everyone jumped down and they started… Ménage a moi. Hard. It was a pretty crazy show and we had enough to shoot ten pornos over with that thing alone. Some girls, though; they held on until they crossed to the other side and THEN they played a little. I thought I would be of those for sure. Maybe pay back Delanie what I owed right there and quickly move on.
It didn’t go as planned.
I felt everything that I had already seen. The first third or so was cold, uncomfortable and sometimes painful. It sucked. It became less and less painful and then started feeling good. Really, really, really fucking good; the kind of ‘feel-good’ that I could see people paying for. That was just before making it halfway through. It got worse from there, or better; I didn’t even know.
It made me feel warm, then hot; so hot. Uncomfortably hot; with sweating and everything. The warm started from my belly; it extended everywhere. It made me shake like crazy; like I was mounting a robotic, spinning dildo or something; but it was just the dumb rope; every time someone on the same thread moved, it send shivers up. It felt great, and awful; it was too intense to be nice but it was so intense it was hard not to end up liking it.
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>>2284450 At once I knew that I was not going to make it. I was not going to be one of those who waited until the very end to do something about it; I would jump to sides and work with the rest. That alone would have been bad enough; but in front of me something that could complicate everything.
It was easy; waaaay too easy to forget about everything else as I kept walking, or sliding; it was hard enough to focus on getting one foot ahead of the other. I really came to forget what I was doing more than once, and in one of those cases I kind of forgot about Delanie; I didn’t even consider what sort of effect whatever the ropes were doing to us would have on her. She must at least be experiencing the same thing that I was.
I first noticed when I bumped into something. Well, besides the little bumps I was lubricating with my pussy (I was soooo wet). The thing I bumped into was Delanie. She had stopped and I hadn’t even noticed. I was made so sensitive by what was happening to us that just having my boobs bouncing against her back felt like I was about to… and it was just a light touch!
“L-LISA!” she yelled to me. If she had not yelled I would not have noticed. I was kind of lost, to tell the truth.
I got startled and jumped. Jumping on the rope was… wow. Whatever I was feeling stopped me on my tracks and that gave Delanie the chance to jump me. She got me by the shoulders and pushed me so the rope ate into my pussy even deeper. I screamed like I was getting split in half; but wasn’t pain I was feeling.
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>>2284451 My legs couldn’t hold any longer, I tripped down to the sides with Delanie following me. The fall knocked the wind out of me. It was awful; feeling so much and not being able to breath. I wanted to yell my lungs out by air wouldn’t stay inside me. I somehow got into all fours and started coughing and wheezing like I was dying or something. What the fuck did Medea put on the ropes? When I felt someone grabbing me from behind, I didn’t even question it, I let it happen.
“LISA!” I heard again. Someone had not lost their wind.
“Do it! *cough* *cough* Do it! Delanie, do it!” what the hell was she waiting for? A formal invitation in the mail? Maybe an appointment? What was taking her so long?
Delanie at long, long last jumped me. She grabbed my tits from behind and just her touch felt amazing; when she squeezed them I thought I was going to go crazy. I didn’t have the strength to stand and fell back down; Delanie managed to turn me and I saw that dangerous face and dangerous grin and crazy, dangerous eyes. I kissed her like my life depended on it.
My hands couldn’t stay put. I had to grab something, ANYTHING. I got Delanie’s butt and that was good enough. I rubbed my crotch on her tights and I felt I was freaking soaking her with what was coming out of me. I had never been that wet.
I could feel Delanie using her hand on her own vagina. Angry, I grabbed it and put it on mine; and smashed my fingers on hers; that was how it was supposed to be. She was aggressive on her kisses, and she bit me a lot; but I didn’t mind. The only thing I didn’t like was that she was not grabbing my tits. I needed them grabbed! Squeezed! Pushed! I had my own hand if I wanted to but it wasn’t the same; besides, I didn’t want to let go off Delanie’s butt; I liked rubbing it.
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>>2284452 I couldn’t speak, we were making out too hard. We were fucking like wild animals, and we were hardly the only ones. It was a fucking orgy down there by the middle of the ropes. Anyone; woman or man didn’t matter, anyone would do; Delanie was perfectly fine at this moment, but I was still sorry that I couldn’t reach anyone else. They were too far away and I needed something NOW.
*
This was just not fair. It was cheating, beyond cheating. I whimpered – meowed – before surrendering. I was not going to win the race.
I jumped to catch the red dot. I had to; it was moving too fast! I wanted it so bad between my paws; and I wanted to eat it for all the things the stupid thing had done to me. I wondered how it tasted.
“Look, she’s chasing it!” of course I was.
It moved to the right, then in front of me before I could touch it. Then it moved from side to side.
“This is hilarious!” I disagreed. This was frustrating and dumb.
I kept chasing in circles until I got dizzy, and then a second dot appeared, behind me.
“Me-ee-ee-oow…!” I chattered, exasperated. What was I supposed to do now?
I tried chasing the one on my left, but it ran away at an impossible speed; much faster than a racing car; and all without making a sound… how curious. Disappointed, I turned back; there was the other offender, it was taunting me by drawing little circles on the ground with its path. I pounced to only get some dirt. I tried biting it; it didn’t work.
“Stop playing around, get her to the place.”
“I know, I know. I was getting her attention.”
“Dude, I think you got it.”
“Meow!” It made a sharp right turn and it ran away so fast I could barely keep up with it, it was going through the sides of the track. No! If it went past the tracks I would be disqualified, and I was not confident in being unable to stop myself from following it wherever it went.
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>>2284453 It jumped to a bush; it was a weird bush; a very, very smelly bush. The bush was inside the track so at least there was that. I jumped into it, following the dot.
I nearly caught it, it raced across my hand without me even feeling it crawl or run or whatever the hell the red dot did. I reached for it and missed yet again.
The smelly bush assaulted my nose like a tidal wave; I went blind for a good second or two. I sneezed, then I sneezed again. When I sneezed, my head rolled back and forth on its own, I couldn’t help it anymore; it just happened. What was…?
This felt really weird.
*
Well... Aria was out of the race; at least I thought so. Maybe the catnip was overdoing it a little. I figured we needed a handicap so she didn’t automatically win the first place, but maybe I was wrong. The race was actually a lot more even than I expected, I didn’t factor many things.
Aria was meowing and purring; I could see her right in front of me on one of my screens. I kept announcing other stuff that was going on in the race, mostly what was going on at the tightropes which was some hardcore stuff that made me kind of jealous of not being there to see it in person or take part in it. My attention was still mostly on Aria.
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>>2284454 She was happily rolling around, rubbing her back to the ground, almost always belly up with her legs and arms bent like she was an actual cat. She looked A-DO-RA-BLE; the way she moved, or how she rapidly blinked or how she meowed or rubbed her cheeks to her shoulders and took little bites at the catnip. I hoped Aria liked the stuff because the first thing I was going to have her do back at the cabin was this all over again. I needed to show how she reacted to the rest of the girls, too. Melanie would love it.
Fact of the matter was, Aria was out. She wasn’t even chasing the red dot anymore, just lazily looking at it go; and she kept her rubbing and purring.
a) It feels nice to be Lisa right now.
b) Denise gets caught and punished.
c) Erika quickly crosses the hopping tires.
d) Tonya makes it to the last obstacle, but in second place.
e) Aria keeps basically being a big cat.
f) Something else. Just mention a girl’s name and we’ll see what she’s doing.
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>>2284455 ACDF Jodi&Peggy 3rd fucking round at the ropes
Gnattering Yawn
>>2284443 >Glad you like it. I've seen some Ranma contributions. Would you like a character based on it? It could be a long while before it pops out, do bear in mind. I do quite like Ranma 1/2, and there are a good number of ways I can see a character like that playing out. It certainly sounds interesting.
>>2284455 A, B, and D all look good.
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>>2284455 ABCDEF all sound nice.
F Jodi and Peggy
sidreN
>>2284455 A
C - help for the distracted kitty
D - but not sure how it pairs with C
F - Jody & Peggy ofc :D
idea for way later:
shy girls approach medea for a few servings of "the stuff"
>>2284537 few suggestions:
one of the guys actually wasn't and managed to hide from Jills reign... till now;
OR another mixture of Medea gone way south (maybe Elmira?) not sure, could possibly mess up some storyleads
Lavalamp
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>>2284537 >>2284669 >C - help for the distracted kitty Good point, I'll add that to my vote. A, B, C, and D now.
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>>2284669 >>2284537 We could do plenty of things. First let's define our terms.
When we mean a character inspired in Ranma, do we mean looks alone? Or disregard looks and focus on the genderbending stuff? Both at once?
>>2284455 I was crazy sensitive; just Delanie’s hands on my body made me react like she was putting ice against my skin. She had finally gotten the hint and had started sucking on my tits, I was screaming because I didn’t care, I just needed it all out of my system.
I had five fingers of two different hands up Delanie’s pussy and I was having a hard time trying to focus on a specific movement. I couldn’t remember any of the techniques I had read at the moment; but since Delanie kept jumping up and down I guessed she liked it. She had only two fingers inside me and that was just not good enough on its own but everything added up it somehow worked. Delanie’s other hand was on the tit she wasn’t sucking; it was being very rough and I liked it that way.
It was not all that was going on. I didn’t know who; not that it mattered, but someone had grabbed my butt with all they had. All I knew was that the hands were female for sure. Whoever she was, she had started eating out my ass. Now, I had cleaned the thing, of course I had; I knew what kind of shit Jill always ended up getting us into; but that was still one brave girl and I was very grateful for what she was doing.
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>>2284787 Someone else was sucking on my big toe, the right one. It still felt great. At the start, I saw so many other girls having fun alone, or in pairs of in trios and they all were too far away; but now we were getting all together. I hadn’t moved, though. I doubted that the nice people sucking on my ass or my toes didn’t have someone else getting busy on their important parts, so that officially made me part of an orgy. I had never been in one on my whole life, and I thought I would have to wait until college for that stuff (it was in my official mental bucket list); that was unless the stuff that happened back at the bonfire counted. Also, the one I had pictured involved SOME boys.
Everything considered, I should have already had experienced about the most intense orgasm of my life… and yet there was nothing. I hadn’t done it once. ONCE! I had my ass getting eaten and everything. Dixie, fucking Dixie; who’s guts I hated, had just crawled up to me and sat her fat, freckled ass just in front of my face with her legs wide open. She got that red bush and dripping pussy close to me and I couldn’t help but start doing her. Why not? I may have hated her but my mouth was not busy and I needed something to do other than screaming.
Not that I was a moron or anything, but I didn’t have the brainpower to multitask so much. Too much was happening at once. I kind of slowed down on Delanie a little and she noticed; I could tell because she started being rougher with my boobs, like telling me to step up my game. I was also not doing the very best I could do for Dixie; not that I cared. I was licking her pussy, she could take it or leave it.
The whole place felt so hot it was incredible. There were so many fluids. I was sweating like crazy, I was soaking wet, I was getting covered by Delanie’s spit and also the one from whichever girl was doing my butt. Oh, and the toe. Who sucked on a toe in an orgy?
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>>2284789 Dixie’s finger made it to her pussy, too. She started to stick them inside her while I was STILL working on it, the rude bitch. I would have slowed down to teach her a lesson if I could have; but I really liked it having her ginger cunt in front of me; she was dripping and that was great.
“Ahh!” I stopped eating Dixie out for a few seconds since I was getting weak. Someone else, some other girl I would bet, got her hands down MY coochie. Besides Delanie. I had two girls at once doing that. I started crying.
Not that I was sad or in pain or anything, but my eyes got blurry and I couldn’t see shit, not even Dixie in front of me. I couldn’t wipe the tears away because I only had two hands and they were busy; but pretty soon after the other girl got inside me, I felt it.
It was late as all hell, but it had made it. That delicious sensation that I was about to experience it all. It washed all over me from bellow the belly button to the tips of my fingers and toes; like someone had shocked me.
I yelled and cried with Dixie’s pussy on my mouth. I finally had my orgasm; if it took that much longer I could have gone insane. I flailed around like my whole body was burning, then went stiff; then I screamed again and I started shaking like I was having a seizure or something.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” It was not the first time I had screamed that during the heat of the moment, but it was not something that happened often. “EEEEEEK!”
I was there, and I was sooo happy!
*
Fucking Aria…
I had helped her out of a fix back at the wall! Maybe I hadn’t helped her at the nets, but I couldn’t be all day rescuing her from being a dumb cat. I wasn’t her owner. How had she repaid me? She had jumped over and made me get my hand stuck in another of those dumb shackles. Up close, I noticed they were aluminum foil and that got me furious; it didn’t even matter, I would bet it was against the rules to break them for sure.
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>>2284790 “This one’s number fifteen!” I screeched, annoyed. “Who’s got fifteen! Come the fuck on, who has fifteen?”
“Oh, that’s me,” someone stepped up. It was Johnny. Unlike Dugald, at least Johnny was good looking; kind of cute, honestly. I still had heard bad things about him; that he was into butt stuff and pushed girls so hard into that he never made it past second base.
“Alright, Johnny, what do you want?” I said in a tone that told him that I wasn’t up for bullshit.
“Here,” he threw me a bullet-shaped thing, but much longer. “Put this up your ass.”
“Goddamnit, Johnny!” I screamed at him, but still did what he told me.
*
I hadn’t ditched Melanie; it was that she couldn’t keep up. I felt kind of bad for leaving her naked after giving her ribbon away, but Aria had already promised a date and she used that freaking cat speed right she would win the race and Melanie would have something to wear.
Now, I was sure Jill had some fucking rules about winners sharing their loot; but I was going to make her listen to me one way or another. It wouldn’t even be hard; the more naked Aria was, the happier Jill would be. Besides, no matter how dressed Melanie was, with an order from Jill the poor girl would be buttering her muffin in public. I would make her see my point of view.
Thanks to Aria, we had made some real progress on the race. From what it looked like and from what I was hearing on the speakers, the tightropes were a bottleneck. Aria’s magical tail fucking me, able to make anyone cum in ten seconds flat was nearly unfair; so even if Melanie couldn’t keep up to me she should be better off that if she had gone alone.
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>>2284791 The next obstacle was kind of far away. It was the hopping tires. Jill had gone out of her way to keep what was the catch of every hurdle from the racers and I appreciated her fair play mentality so I didn’t pry. I still knew what was up with them; it was fucking obvious. Instead of trying to make it across as fast as possible, you just had to look where you stepped to avoid shit and you would be done much faster.
Guarding the obstacle was Kathy. She had paid her dues so I didn’t have anything against her so long as she left me alone. She gave me a dirty look and I stared at her. Was she how she wanted it? Her eyes went to her feet. Good, she knew her place. She better.
Once the trick was discovered, there wasn’t much to it. I took careful steps, always taking a look on the wheel before doing something stupid. People from behind me passed me and then got their stupid asses caught in a hole, or tripped, or something; then I would re-take the lead.
There was also this other thing. There were a hell of a lot more guys in this place waiting that there had been at first at other hurdles. I didn’t doubt that the action was back at the tightropes, with whatever Zelda had cooked shit was going crazy over there. With that going on over there, we still had Dugald, Phil and even Randy. And was that Johnny? There were too many people here.
And why was that? Because they were part of the hopping tires. There were this little shackles inside the tires; if you got caught you needed a key. The guys had the keys, and you were their bitch until they decided to give it.
I guessed the guys were not allowed to touch the girls and all that jazz, you know, the titty-club etiquette and whatnot, we all knew it. The guys had to get creative and that meant a bunch of chicks buttering their muffins and sticking shit inside them.
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>>2284792 None of that for me. I took it easy, was careful and got to the other side as the smartest bitch around. No one even boo’d me; they had other shit to keep them entertained. There were a few guys who waved at me and that was it.
I could continue running, still naked and without a ribbon, but in what had be of the first places. That had to count for something. I would probably wait for someone at the finish line and just take two or three of them right then and there. Sounded like a plan.
Running along, though; I found something I wasn’t expecting.
“Aria! What the shit! We told you to run ahead!” I scolded her.
“Mmrrooow…”
Something was wrong with her. She looked like she wanted to play or wanted to be pet or something. She was… high. High as a kite, rolling around some green stuff and rubbing all over it.
“Well, don’t you look fucking cute,” I said, mad. Yes, she looked cute. But what about the race? “Wait, is that? Hey; uh… who’s over there. Peter! Peter, what the fuck? Is that… catnip?”
“We can’t tell you hints or nothing. Sorry, Erika,” Peter, the little chickenshit, said back.
“Grow a fucking pair! I’m right here naked in front of you! What do you think it’s going to happen to you if you ‘help’ me? Fuck! We’re all with our asses on the line, showing you all fuckers; we should be charging you thousands and you get this shit for free. And you can’t even…?”
“Yes, it’s catnip. Didn’t you hear Jill? Aria gets an extra obstacle because of the werecat stuff.”
“Now, was that so fucking hard?” it wasn’t Peter who answered me. It was… I didn’t know his name. The guy with the bushy black hair. He had like a latino surname or something. Whatever, I thanked him for not being a pussy. “Shit, Aria. Get a grip.”
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>>2284793 I shook her. She was gone. Far gone. She was giggling and meowing and shit. For a second there I was crazy jealous. She could get high on catnip? I had to pay fifty bucks for a few ounces of weed and she could just walk into a pet store and get a whole jar for a few dollars? That was bullshit.
“Aria, come on. We have to get out of here.”
“Meow!”
“No. No meow. Come on! Snap out of it!”
*
“What the fuck is going on here?”
I didn’t ask it to no one in particular, just needed to ask the question. The next obstacle was apparently, just girls fucking each other like there was not going to be a next day.
“Nice! Now, this place I like!” said Denise. She jumped in the action without saying a thing or looking back.
“No! You see… oh, she’s gone. Well, that is… unusual. Ehem. Allow me to explain how this particular impediment works.”
“Eeek!” Peggy and I both screamed in surprise. Someone was at our backs and we hadn’t noticed.
It was Medea; that creepy, doll-looking girl who was friends with Jill and was allowed to keep her clothes unlike everyone else. I remembered her well; when there was this emergency call from the camp director or whatever, she had dragged me across to get to Erika; who had burned my clothes off. It sounded kind of crazy but I thought there was some foul play there, there had to be.
“I apologize. It was not my intent to scare you. Anyhow… it might not be readily apparent anymore; but the obstacle has nothing to do with engaging in sexual activities with other. It is actually a matter from crossing from one side to the other,” Medea pointed at the platform that I missed because there was literally a lesbian orgy of over ten people just going on right now. “You must use the rope to cross; and you may use the platform below to steady yourself."
“But what are they all…?” Peggy asked, blushing. If she hadn’t asked, I would have.
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>>2284794 “We prepared a special ointment to be evenly distributed among the braiding,” she answered. “It was originally a fairly strong aphrodisiac. We… assumed it would grow weaker over time as the racers began wearing down the ointment; but unexpectedly, their vaginal secretions had somehow strengthened the mixture. It is an fortuitous discovery!” she sounded excited.
“Shit…” I said out loud. I had had enough lesbian sex already, and I had already agreed to do something about Peggy and our new, whatever it was, an agreement? The thing was that I didn’t need this right now.
“More than an aphrodisiac it looks like hard drugs,” said Peggy, scared for once.
“No, Peggy; look!” I pointed. “Girls are taking off their ribbons! This is our chance!” how strong could the stuff be. We only needed to cross it once, then we could go back and get the ribbons.
“It’s not like we have a choice,” she reasoned, following me up the platform. “But you go first.”
“Alright. We’ll take… this one. Ewww! Slimy. And cold,” I touched the rope. It was kind of icky.
*
I was finally done with the tires. I did everything Johnny wanted, and I did it as fast as I could. It was all butt stuff, people were right about him. I could not have been faster, and even then I was not in the first place anymore, even without counting Aria. I was following Juniper; who of course was another one of Jill’s girlfriends.
Juniper was fast and smart on her running, she also had a very nice behind; I had no choice but to think that since it was right in front of me. I wasn’t checking her out for a weird reason, nice behind almost always meant good runner.
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>>2284795 On our way before making it to the next obstacle, I found Aria. She was rolling around the ground for some reason. She was acting like a cat wanting to be petted. I didn’t have the time to worry about her, so I ran past after sticking out my tongue. She didn’t even notice; she ran behind me for like, two seconds tops, and then went back to doing her ‘I wanna be petted!’ cat impression. If I wasn’t so mad at her, and I was not racing against Juniper, I could have seen maybe been a little nicer to her.
The next thing, which was probably the last since I could already see the tennis court which was the finish line; was just some concrete tubes. I kind of wondered how they had moved them. They looked like they weighted a ton; an actual ton.
Juniper looked back at me, worried. I smirked. She frowned and got inside one of the four concrete tubes. They were kind of big, we could fit if we crouched. I went to one of the tubes that Juniper hadn’t picked so I could take her over if I happened to be faster.
*
We didn’t even make it halfway through the rope. Peggy was right, there had to be some hard drugs or something; like cocaine or crystal meth; or what the fuck do I know! This wasn’t normal.
I had never been hornier on my life. Knowing that there was no way, no way at all that I would make it to the end; I jumped down and tried to look for a corner were to… discharge. If I didn’t hurry, I was going to end up joining the rest of the girls at their sex party.
I could barely give two steps forward before the urge become too hard to control. I couldn’t help it. I took my hands down to my pussy.
“What the hell is this…?” I said. I wasn’t just wet… I was soaked. It was like I was melting; and I was starting to feel some serious palpitations like I had a second heart where my womb should be.
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>>2284796 I wasn’t even ashamed of it anymore, I started touching myself with two hands at once, fighting the itch to go back and find a partner; that would not end up well. I gave a few more steps before my knees gave up. “P-Peggy!” I yelled, unconsciously. I was not thinking about her or anything, it was the first name that came to mind. That was all.
“Jodi!” I heard behind me.
I tried not to, I knew what would happen if I did; but there was no helping it. I opened my eyes and turned. Before me, was a beautiful blonde, she had one hand covering (or maybe not just covering) her pussy and the other one playing with her boobs. Her cheeks and her nose were red, so red; and she had these half closed, deep, blue bedroom eyes like I had never seen. She was panting with her tongue taken out. My dumb, but pretty little sister; Peggy.
Resisting was not even a choice anymore. We ran to each other and started making out.
“Peggy!”
“Jodi!”
“Peggy!”
“Jodi!”
We pushed our bodies together, squeezing them close. I ended on top again when we laid down. All my shame, all my bad thoughts, all the ‘sister on sister’ is wrong; all of it went away like it had never existed. All I knew is that I had this itch; this itch that I had to scratch.
Peggy was a good lover, I didn’t care admitting it. She kissed well, and she kissed on the right places. Making out didn’t mean our mouths had to be together all the time. She kissed my neck, my chin and even the tip of my nose.
“Want… wanna, sixty-nine?” she asked me. That sounded great, but I had another idea.
“N-yes, I want to; but; w-what if we… rub them together. See what happens,” ‘them’ meaning our wet, slippery pussies.
“Okay.”
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>>2284797 I threw my ribbon; it got in the way. I opened my legs and for two horrible seconds that we used to get into position, we had that horrible pain of not having someone touching us. Poor Peggy, that must have been hard. Peggy was lying on her side, I was above her, I had one of her legs lifted as far up as it would go; hugging it; my little sis was kind of flexible.
I started rubbing my pussy up her tight, and then to her own thinguie. She yelled, I yelled. It was great.
There were so many things we could do; move to the sides, up and down, to the back and to the front; each felt different. We continued to call each other’s name. Denise was right; this was perfectly okay; there was nothing wrong what we were doing. Nothing that felt this great could be wrong. It would bring us closer, I already felt it. I loved my sister, I told her as much.
“I love you too, Jodi!” she said between making cute, squeaking noises like a squirrel with every movement I made. Was this how we patched things up? I was glad. “Fa…. Ahh! Faster!”
“YES!”
I grinded our pussies together faster; they were kissing. We were so warm down there, we could have melted ice in seconds.
“Ah, w-wait! AHH! I am… I can’t… AAHHH!”
a) Erika takes Aria’s ribbons and hurries forward, vowing to get some clothes for Aria.
b) Erika more or less wakes Aria up.
c) Denise is having a lot of fun.
d) Diane starts chasing after Denise, wary she could be punished by allowing someone past.
e) Carmen and Lillie take it easy on their last place.
f) Tonya decides inside the tubes is a good place to plan an ambush so she can get more ribbons.
g) Tonya and Juniper duke it out for the first place with a catfight near the finish line.
h) Both girls refuse to get out of the concrete tubes. They have their reasons.
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>>2284787 >When we mean a character inspired in Ranma, do we mean looks alone? Or disregard looks and focus on the genderbending stuff? Both at once? One of the best parts of Ranma 1/2 is how Ranma doesn't care about his chest being exposed, as a guy or as a girl. There are other ways to take the character than that, of course, but the genderbending is a large part of what makes Ranma so interesting as a character.
As sidreN mentioned above, it could be done via crossdressing or a Medea mix-up (might not even be a failure, if you think about it), or beyond those ideas it could be a quality of someone in Medea's coven (as far as I can predict with the information on my side of the screen), and I think any of those could be made to work pretty well if you're interested in any of them.
>>2284798 A, pass the torch yet again, with Erika stripping Aria naked.
D also sounds interesting, and I like G because it's also kinda fun to see girls focus on getting across the finish line first amid the ribbon-hunting and... indulgence. If it can lead to something lewd, all the better.
So A, D, and G overall.
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>>2284798 if you ever tried to snatch something from an uncooperative cat, you know A is not an option.
B seems way more likely.. but how about: B.2) Erika grabs Aria and pulls/carries her away, leading to Aria fighting at first, but slowly comming back to her senses.
D
G
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>>2284787 >gender bender not that guy but that's some good shit
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>>2284870 I'll count that as a third vote. It seems everyone wants the Ranma-inspired character so I'll make one. I already have a rough estimate of who the victims could be. The choice will be ultimately yours. If you reject one choice the next one will become available.
The first choice should interesting and unexpected, to say the least. It honestly sounds fun although it does alter the plans I had for him on day 14 (should still somehow work). No worries if you don't like it; there's easily 5 backup guys and that's just in camp.
>>2284829 “If you’re done with your… whatever this is; then go and do the race properly,” I said to Lillie, who was basically in charge of what happened next. If was not as if I could stop her from molesting Carmen if she wanted to go on.
“Ease up, Diane. It’s all in good fun,” said one of the boys who I didn’t know. I had already forgotten their names. I was kind of… distracted.
“Fine, stay here and continue to have sex, then,” I said, hiding my blush. I should not have said that.
“We were not having sex!” Lillie defended. She did not look happy. I should definitely not have said that. It was embarrassing and a stupid thing to say.
“Can we forfeit?” Carmen asked. “We’re dead last and… I’m not getting a ribbon or anything anymore. I think it would be best if we remained put here until it’s over. N-not necessarily having sex!”
“We were not having sex!” Lillie yelled.
“Do whatever you want. If you want to risk seeing how Jill deals with you, be my guest,” I kind of threatened.
“Huh? Where’s Denise?” the same guy said, changing the topic.
“Who’s that?”
“Fuck, dude. The girl who was eating everyone out just two minutes ago. Don’t you remember, you were basically jackin-”
“I don’t need to hear that!” I interrupted. They barely noticed me. It was kind of offensive; I was naked, too!
“Oh, that one. Yeah; where the hell she went to?”
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>>2285622 “Right? Since Lillie and her friend…”
“We’re not friends,” said Lillie. She also got ignored.
“…are done, then I thought, ‘Hey, wonder what Denise is doing?’ Well, she’s not here.”
I realized something. Wasn’t that the girl who was given permission to walk over the nets so long as she returned to do them right? I panicked, looking for her. She was nowhere to be seen.
“M-maybe she crossed the nets the right way…” I bargained, knowing how unlikely that was.
“I don’t think so. We were here the whole time and the nets start right here, Diane,” one of the other guys said. We would have noticed.”
“Oh, no…” I whined. Jill had given me a job and I had failed. She wouldn’t be mad, but she was always looking for excuses to make us do… Jill stuff. If I had gotten used to be nude in front of people, that was only the beginning. I didn’t want to imagine what could happen if Jill found out Denise got past me.
“Too busy watching the show and forgot to do your job?” Cirio made fun of me. It was not the time or the place. I was in trouble and kicking me when I was down was a horrible thing to do.
“It’s not like that! I had to… to watch them so… Well, I had to watch YOU! What if you couldn’t keep it in your pants and attacked poor Carmen and Lillie?”
“Oh, so now it’s our fault,” in a fit of rage, I remembered his name. They had called him Buck.
“Yes! Yes, it is! Oh, no… what is Jill going to do to me?”
“Just… go get her,” Carmen suggested. “There’s all the obstacles and you can just skip them, right? She couldn’t have gone far.”
“Y-you’re right!” she was right.
I started sprinting as fast as I could. I didn’t have to do the whole track, just one or two fractions at most.
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>>2285623 *
I didn’t really get the point of the concrete tubes. It was too simple and straightforward and it didn’t look like it had a catch. They were pretty long; and downright the middle it could get really dark around this time of the evening. I had to crouch, the sounds became annoying with the echo, but that was it.
To be honest, I kind of expected Jill downright placed a boy inside each of the tubes and we had to get past them after getting groped or something. Maybe only half of the tubes had something in them and I had gotten lucky. Or maybe Jill had finally learned some common sense and was taking it easy after that last thing. My legs and between them… all of that area was numb.
No, not numb. It was… that was it. That was the obstacle! That Jill and her silly ideas. Was this a mercy or was she still messing with us? Was Juniper struggling with the same thing on her own tube? A-and what if I actually…? What if I did it and people heard? The sound on these things got kind of crazy.
But… it was hard to resist. Inside the concrete stuff was the only private place we’ve ever had in the whole race. Whatever they made me do at the tires was made easier because of the insane thing that they put at the ropes; that was easy. I was in control; back in full control and it wasn’t nearly as hard as back then. But it was still hard.
Horny. Yes, I was horny. What use was denying it? The whole thing, the whole race… it had been so sexual and awful; the whole thing. I already had done so many things and just at the tires Johnny and Dugald had me do some pervy stuff that I kind of wanted to do, just on my own and not in front of them. Wasn’t it now the time?
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>>2285624 I knew that if I waited and thought about it I would stay here and get convinced that the second place on the race wasn’t so bad so long as I could touch myself here. I ran, using all of the discipline I had; I doubted once out I would turn back or do it in public. Just a little more and I would win the race, get something to wear other than the ribbons that Dugald made me wear as a choker.
When I came out I was happy to not see Juniper ahead of me. Maybe she was slow on all-fours. Maybe her tube did have obstacles. Or maybe…
I stopped and listened. Was she?
A muffled sound came out of the tube I had seen her go in. It wasn’t enough evidence but… I thought I knew what was going on. It was Juniper voice and it sounded kind of lewd. The finish line was right in front of me I would reach it within ten seconds or so if I went out. There were already people cheering for me to do it, to win. I turned around and went into Juniper’s tube.
Yes, I would win first place, but so what? I had two ribbons. That was maybe a set of underwear if I was lucky. I needed more points. Juniper was distracted, it was the perfect chance to snatch her ribbon and get a swimsuit, or maybe panties and a shirt; that would be perfect.
I sneaked to her slowly. Light was pretty darn dim inside, but sound traveled too much. As I thought, I saw Juniper’s silhouette, she was sitting and arched on the concrete and she was touching herself, as I nearly did. I got close as carefully as I could. She had not taken off her ribbon but I could pull it out easy and while she was busy with her fingers she would be slow to react.
I reached with my hand, crawling with my belly to the floor of the place; it felt so rough against my boobs. Juniper grabbed my hand and gripped it as hard as she could. “H-how long have you been here?” she asked, embarrassed.
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>>2285625 There was no use in hiding anymore. “Give me your ribbon!” I jumped her, hiding how awkward it was to have found her doing that.
a) Erika manages to have Aria chase her, but this means their speed is limited by Erika’s feet and Aria’s whims.
b) Aria basically passes out. Erika strips her and leaves her there, vowing to get her some clothes.
c) Juniper wins the confrontation against Tonya.
d) Tonya emerges victorious, although the battle was hard-fought.
e) Diane gets threatened by Jill and has to cave in to Denise’s demands to convince her to go back.
f) Denise gets caught and punished.
g) Diane is unable to catch Denise and gets a future punishment scheduled.
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>>2285626 B, Aria won't mind, she's too high on catnip.
D, I'm rooting for Tonya here.
G, I'm also interested in what Jill punishing a Panty Raider would look like.
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>>2285626 B - there is only Tonya and Juni in the way.. both no threat for Erika, so no reason not to just do it.
and Arias doesn't care anyways right now
C/D - hard fought battle in wich none of them "looses" ;)
no need for E; Diane is already on high alert.
G will be fun :]
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>>2285626 That was far more than I had bargained for.
Jill had told me from the start that I only had to watch the nets and make sure people didn’t skip them by going over them. That was it. Girls would be barely dressed or naked, and I would not be wearing anything at all in front of a lot of people. That was supposed to be it and I had agreed.
I had made it to the next obstacle, and something was definitely wrong over there. It was all kinds of… fucked up. I thought what happened back at the bonfire had been absolutely crazy, and this was a few grades over that. I could barely tolerate being close, hearing all those… sounds. Watching? I felt like I was going to pass out from it. It was too dirty and too obscene; it was too naughty. It was basically pornographic.
There were so many girls, and they were… they made whatever happened at the bonfire look like it had been nothing. And all of them were girls…! Again…! What was wrong with them? Why would they go and do that stuff to each other? They were touching, and groping, and kissing a-and licking and… it was too much.
In the middle of all that was Denise, the girl I had been looking for. Everyone knew about her; everyone knew what a huge pervert she was. I had even heard she had been sucking dicks and… pussies at the cafeteria, under the tables in broad daylight. But what she was doing now, I thought her a little more decent than that. This was just dirty.
Not that I was in any way similar to Denise, that huge weirdo, but I was also feeling something so I couldn’t bear to watch. After what happened between Carmen and Lillie I was a little excited. Excited was not the word, I was like, affected. And now watching this show of girls doing all this crazy stuff was too much. I couldn’t take it
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>>2286530 I was with my back turned to whatever the hell was happening, hearing those cries and moans. Every time I tried to walk and go to… them, I kind of chickened out and screamed and turned back, hiding my face with my hands and feeling like my head was going to explode. How could they be doing that? I tried like three times; like, really, really tried.
It was a while; I realized there was no way in hell I would ever jump into the middle of… that to get Denise. There was also no way I could convince the guys to get her out of there; they were watching and celebrating like this was the best thing ever. It wasn’t. It was disgusting and embarrassing and if I was wet in any way it wasn’t because of it; I was just naked in front of a lot of people, I wasn’t an exhibitionist but it was still kind of erotic, it was like Jill said.
With no other choice, I walked back to my post, covering my ears. I didn’t want to know anything else about that stuff. The least I could do was making sure that at least Carmen and Lillie did my nets right. I couldn’t stop thinking about those horrible things I had seen and I tripped many times over, getting distracted, but it was also getting pretty dark.
I crossed Lillie on the way. “And where the hell do you think you’re going?” I asked her, grabbing her arm. She was also skipping.
“Wherever the fuck I want. Want to rat me out? go ahead,” she said to me with a look that said that before I had the chance to call anyone I would probably get abused.
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>>2286531 I let her go. What was the difference? Denise had already escaped anyway. I found Carmen sitting, covering as she could. She didn’t look like she meant to continue with the race at all, but at least she had stayed in place and not made any more trouble like Lillie had; I hoped that bitch found out what was going on ahead and had a heart attack; or even better, for Denise to find Lillie and pull her into the stuff. Those girls would not mind having the sex toy Lillie had on her behind after all.
“What’s going on at the nets, Diane?” I heard Jill’s voice through the speaker. I knew it was bad she stopped talking about her event to talk to me. “People are skipping left and right!”
“Only two did! A-and I tried my best!” I yelled to Jill’s direction. Could she hear me? Probably.
“I am so sorry, girl. You leave me no choice. Drop by my cabin later to talk about disciplinary action, alright?”
*
Whatever was wrong with Aria, I couldn’t stay to find out without making everything we had worked for go to waste.
“Aria, I know you won’t mind right now, but you won’t like it whenever you wake up. I’m going to take the ribbons off, okay?”
“Meow!” she went, asking to be pet now of all times.
“Thought as much. Stay still.”
She didn’t stay still. She thought I was playing with her or something. Every now and then Aria would say a word or two, saying something like: “it tickles!” or calling me by my name and wondering stupid shit talking very slowly; like how to tell if wind was pretty or not if we couldn’t see it; she was baked and blown the fuck out. Damn her, I was jealous.
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>>2286532 It took me longer than it should have and since the stuff was mostly around her bikini area and her tits so I had to grope her a lot and like always, cat Aria loved that shit. In the end I got everything off her. Aria didn’t mind staying naked and kept rolling around and asking for attention. I told her to follow me, but she didn’t which was weird because she was pretty playful and in my experience in those moods she would chase anything. I gave one last warning to the boys to not lay a hand or her or they would answer to me and kept going, ready to win the race for the two of us. Oh, and Melanie; sure. She could get a hat or something.
…or, Idea: get a tall hat for Aria; and a bow tie. She could be the cat in the hat!
Nah, she would get mad. It would be funny but it wasn’t worth it to play her like that, I had to get her proper clothes.
Thinking stupid like that I made it to the next shit to deal with. It didn’t look like much; just a bunch of concrete pipes; pretty tall and long. Where did they even get the stuff? I heard some suspicious sounds coming out from the one in the middle. Since I’m nosy, I went to see what it was about.
*
I got my hand on Juniper’s ribbon, but she had her hands on my hair in a second. Even the was that was just… busy.
“Wait! Ah! W-wait!” It hurt. “This is against the rules!” I told her.
“Nobody’s here to see! Nothing is against the rules here! That’s the point of this,” she said.
“Come on, don’t be a cheat! The finish line is literally right there!” I pointed back. My head was fixed looking down because of how Juniper had me. “I thought you were into sports and stuff, and liked fair play!”
“What I don’t like are peeping little shits like you sticking their noses where they don’t belong!”
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>>2286533 “S-seriously? Ow… ow… Is this what the hair pulling is about? W-we’ve been on the same race, right? We… we’ve done way worse in front of everyone. I don’t care you were… finger paint-”
“Don’t you fucking say it!” she said, embarrassed. Did she think this was any easier for me? I tried to get her to let me go with both hands, but she had a really good grip on me.
“I do it too, okay? We all do! What are you, twelve? L-let go! You’re hurting me! Keep your ribbon then, you cheater!”
“This is supposed to be private not… why does shit like this always happen to me? What is with Jill? What is with everyone? They keep siding with her! This is crazy; this was supposed to be a fun camp not… we’re basically running a strip club or something!”
So this wasn’t even about me. She was mad and had lashed out and I just happened to be around. And just before the end of the race. Fantastic. That was what I got for being greedy.
“Alright… I leave. I’ll leave you to it,” I said with my hands on the air. “I get out of your hair so you can get out of mine and end this race and I’ll never speak about this to anyone, if you care about it that much. You can go back to whatever you were doing. Can we do that?”
“I’m not going to…! I’m not doing that again now that you know I’m here doing it!” could she make up her mind? Did she want me gone or not?
“So what? Are you going to beat me up now because I’m not going to break the rules? Jill’s going to have your ass on a platter. I’m going to tell,” if nothing else, at last Jill was fair. Most of the time.
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>>2286534 “Whatever! I don’t care! Do whatever you…!” she started, stopped and thought about it. She let go off my hair. “No, wait. Sorry. I was mad. Leave Jill out of this, okay? You don’t know how crazy she can get. I’m sorry if I hurt you. You can… continue to watch, I guess. Or you can go ahead and win the race, whatever you want. We have a good lead but it won’t last forever.”
“So, you’re going back to…?” I rubbed my head where she grabbed me. I kind of still wanted to rat her out, but she looked scared. Maybe I wouldn’t after all, even if it did hurt.
“Finger painting, as you call it. Yes. I’m not proud but I… need this out of my system,” that made two of us. “Watch for all I care. Join in. Whatever.”
“Join in?” I started laughing, but it was a nervous laugh.
“I don’t mean on ME! I mean… you can go and do it, too. On your own. Not that I mean…! Shit. Look, there was something back on the ropes, okay? I’m not thinking straight. I’m not normally like this.”
I knew what she meant, and she looked so conflicted and confused that I also felt sorry for her. I was definitely not going to tell on her grabbing my hair. Just as she said she would do, she started finger painting, as I called it. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore me. For a second I thought on taking her on her offer. Do it, too. I needed it all out of my system as badly as Juniper did, maybe more. I got an idea.
“What was that for?” she asked me after I had leaned to kiss her cheek.
“Let’s fight,” I told her my idea.
“What?”
“Let’s fight! For our ribbons! Not fight-fight, but ‘fight’. You know? With the rules of the contest and stuff. You know, that kind of ‘fighting’. Winner gets all.”
“We’re not having sex.”
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>>2286535 “No!” why did she have to say that? I blushed. She was ruining it; making my idea sound awful. “Not sex! Juniper! I said… fight. We’ll fight, okay? It’s just a… fight. A fair fight. To blow off some steam.”
“I… guess I could go for a fight,” after thinking it for a bit she changed her mind again, but this time I was glad she did.
“Here I go!” I didn’t give her a second to think.
*
It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on in there. As I walked in, kind of worried since I was carrying all the ribbons I had taken from Aria which would turn some heads if girls were paying attention, I saw Juniper and Tonya. They were pretty darn busy.
Juniper and Jill had a love-hate thing going on. I could call it rivalry but it wasn’t quite that. I actually knew her better from the dare last time. Tonya by all rights should be the girl I should not be dealing with; she was a morning person and a health nut; kind of my opposite. She had gotten famous because she was the only one who ever stood against the Panty Raiders.
I could have barged in but I didn’t want to startle them. Would have been disrespectful or whatnot. Tonya was on top and it was getting intense.
a) Erika wins the first place; and with six ribbons in hand.
b) Aria surprisingly wins the first place, although naked.
c) Juniper wins the first place with a pretty good score.
d) Tonya wins the first place after having the lead for so long.
e) Surprise winner! What is her name?
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>>2286536 A, with Aria following close behind.
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>>2286536 A
(Tonya & Juni shouldn't get 2. & 3. Place, more likely get ~ 4. / 5.++ because they took too long fighting ;)
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>>2286536 Juniper threw her hands forward, like she was trying to stop me. My hands met hers and our fingers intertwined. My weight fell over her. I did not realize how badly I needed this until I felt the warm of her body under me.
I had endured it for too long. The whole event was a trap… a trap to make anyone surrender. I thought I was strong by keeping it all together at the ropes and ‘dealing’ with it all alone and as fast as I could, but it had only made me accumulate it all. Now I had to let it out.
Juniper didn’t make me feel insecure. She was a pretty brunette in great shape but that was nothing I couldn’t compete with. Her boobs were nice and soft; they had a round shape and they weren’t all that big; just like mine. Both our nipples were the same color and kind on the small side. My skin was darker, my hair was also darker and shorter; my butt was a little bigger and my hips a little wider; she was maybe a tad taller and even then she looked like she weighed less. Juniper’s bum and tights had a lot of tone and shape; in all I would say we had nothing to envy from each other.
It wasn’t an attraction thing. She was attractive; I was attractive; we knew it and it didn’t matter… too much. This sort of thing was much easier with prettier people, obviously. I needed someone. Juniper needed someone; and we were there and there was no one to see us or judge us in what felt like ages. I knew she felt the same, I could see it in her emotive and bright, pretty brown eyes.
I knew this was exactly what I wanted when my breasts touched her skin and she did the same. Her nips felt so hard, maybe even raspy and mine were no different. I drowned my first cry; Juniper didn’t and I realized how dumb I was being. There was no point in hiding anything from her and when she kissed my chin and the boiling hot insides of her mouth melted my skin I yelled like if I was being literally burned.
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>>2287572 The air coming out of my lungs, something as simple as that; then taking the following breath, it was like a runner’s high.
“S-sorry!” she apologized, maybe thinking something was wrong. “Guess that wasn’t much of a fight move…”
“Oh, no… that’s okay!” I said, moving to get pleasure out of rubbing my body to hers. “I n-nearly lost so if anything it was a good move.”
“But we don’t lose when we… we don’t, right? It’s until we give up. I’m… if I ‘lose’ I’m still not admitting defeat! Ah…” my mouth had found one of her ears. No, she was right. This was an endurance battle, there was no way this could end with just one of us ‘losing’. It was whoever could stand after the other was done.
I was not sure that was going to be me, and I didn’t care that much anymore. Juniper let go off one of my hands and got it to my neck, trying to control how my head was moving. She gave up as soon as she saw it wasn’t helping. Her hand ran slowly downwards through my body and stopped near the small of my back, where I had this sort of cleft just above my crack. It was pretty sensible and it kind of made me jerk and stop biting Juniper.
The hand Juniper had freed I had on her hips going up and down, kind of just touching her curves because they were nice. I had never done that before on anyone but myself and I understood why I had seen the guys doing it to the girls in movies.
Until now we had been mild, scared to move forward. We knew this wasn’t about attraction, but there was something wrong with two straight girls doing this sort of thing because they wanted to. Juniper was taking it as far as she dared without actually touching any of the important stuff, so if I wanted to outdo her, it was up to me to start.
My hand was already messing around her hipbone, so it was not hard to move it a little more to the center and then down.
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>>2287573 “Ah!” Juniper cried, surprised. Or was she? It was obvious from the start we would end up like this. Her cry had been too sincere and it was honestly embarrassing. It was made worse by the tunnel we were in, bouncing back all over us.
It wasn’t like we hadn’t been running our crotches against our hot bodies for like a solid minute before this. Now making contact with my fingers shouldn’t be that much of a difference.
It went without saying that I had no idea of how to touch another girl. I couldn’t even mirror what I already knew what to do on me because the position was all off. Juniper’s hand over mine startled me. We peered into each other’s eyes; for the first time in the day, I saw her smile. She directed my hand, telling me what she wanted me to do.
“L-let me… I picked up a few tricks last night,” she said.
*
They hadn’t seen me yet. Juniper and Tonya were being loud like they didn’t care the concrete made them into a giant megaphone of erotic sounds.
I looked back, unsure. “Shit…”
It was as I thought; some others were catching up; I thought I saw Melanie. It sucked that I had picked the wrong tunnel and I would hate myself if I interrupted their magical whatever was going on, they looked pretty happy to me. The thing was, I still needed that first place and they were kind of in the way. Crawling back and picking another tunnel was no-go. Shit had to get done.
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>>2287574 I was tempting to join them, it would have been a bold faced lie to say it wasn’t. It was all little Zelda’s fault, of course. The liquid she had on her ropes doing work on us, and whatever ritual she had done on the circles in camp that she hadn’t bothered to unmake yet. Now, I would be the first to admit I didn’t mind screwing a girl for the heck of it but this shit wasn’t normal. I craved to get between Tonya and Juniper the same way a sane woman craves dick after weeks of abstinence which was also the reason I couldn’t blame them for what they were doing.
“Don’t mind me! Passing through!” from hugging the lower part of the tube I crouched up as much as I can and sped up to make it fast. “I’m not here to interrupt, I’ll get out of your hair right quick.”
Like someone had just lit a fire under their asses, Tonya jumped away and they refused to either look at each other or at me. Fucking adorable, these two.
“We weren’t…!” started Juniper, red as a goddamn tomato. Even with the poor lighting I could tell that much.
“Yeah. We were only-” Tonya hadn’t blushed as fast, but her face was getting redder by the second.
“Fighting! We were fighting!”
“Only fighting, nothing more.” Tonya nodded so hard her head could have flown off.
I was in a fucking hurry and the faster I could get out of there wasn’t quick enough, but they were plain insulting me with that lie. I had never been one to back down from those kind of provocations and I felt that I had to do something about me. They had basically called me retarded. Who in the hell would think they were ‘fighting’?
“You don’t fucking say,” I told them, mad. It wasn’t only that I was doing this because I was mad, but I was pretty mad alright.
“Ah…!”, “E-Erika.”
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>>2287575 I reached for their pussies, one with each hand. They were drenched. I gave them a try and got a few fingers in; got them nice and soaked so I could prove my point.
“You look a little too happy to be just fighting,” I laughed in their faces. If they wanted to play me for a moron they had another thing coming.
“That’s…!”
“Y-yeah, that has nothing to do with…”
“It’s just sweat!” Juniper was so embarrassed her voice had changed. I was going to let them with what I had done but Juniper kept making me want to go on. At this point it was more her fault than mine.
“Sweat, huh?” I asked them like I was speaking with five-year olds.
“EEK!”, “S-STOP!”
“Doesn’t look like sweat to me,” I showed them my hands, letting go off them after I had taken a sample. I showed them how freaking viscous their ‘sweat’ was by separating my thumb from the other two fingers. Their pussy juices were thick as fuck.
I could pretty much fucking FEEL the heat coming off from Juni’s face. I had seen Aria in that state, only before passing out entirely. Tonya was also too ashamed to say anything, but Juni here was talking the first price hands down.
“Clean this up,” I ordered.
I placed a hand in front of each of their faces. When that wasn’t enough I sneaked my fingers inside their mouths. They were pretty obedient and started licking it all clean, not even pretending they weren’t doing it because they wanted to. I made each clean their own mess; so it was Juni cleaning the Juni juice and Tonya cleaning the Tonya juice off me. It was only fair.
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>>2287576 “I’m not judging anyone, okay?” I was sure to say when they were hard at work. “We’ve been on some messed up shit today and frankly I’m about to give up myself. You know for a fucking fact I have nothing against gay people; and there’s video evidence of me fucking other girls. If it makes you so uncomfortable, I’m not telling anyone and whatever you said happened inside here, I’ll back up swearing that’s how it went. Be nice to each other and let’s have some fun.”
They left my fingers clean as they could be. I made them open wide again, and then lead them by their chins to kiss. “Good. See? That’s each other taste,” they were quick to pick the pace; it was a slow, sensual kiss. “Nothing to be ashamed of; we’ve all done it and we all fucking know it’s going to happen again tonight. We’re just girls having fun, don’t read too much into it. No one is making fun of you and no one is going to think any less of you. Have fun!”
After my little discourse, I gave each a spank, making them eep (even then they didn’t interrupt the kiss) and I went on. I was not any less wet than those two and I needed to do something about it, but first I was winning.
*
“Wonder what is going on at the tunnels?” I voiced to the mic with a fake shy voice so the whole camp could hear me. “We can’t see a thing, but some pretty suspicious sounds are coming out of there. What do you guys think?” I said, trying to contain my laughter. This had been so much fun!
To be perfectly honest, when Aria had given me the day dare to “do my very best to dwindle the amount of female clothing at camp,” I didn’t imagine it would end up like this… at first. It had been a blast. I was beat, sure; and after this I would be out of commission for a while. I needed some sleep pretty badly.
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>>2287577 Carmen was in last place, she had given up on the race, basically; and was slowly making it through the nets after she had heard me say to Diane she would be punished. The next obstacle, being the tightropes; had calmed down somewhat. Denise and Lillie were stuck there and they looked like they would be for a while, just as a few others.
After that came the hopping tires. It was always supposed to be an equalizer so the last places could catch up to keep things interesting. Girls kept falling for the traps, but it also meant traps had gotten revealed and it mean they weren’t falling for them again. That didn’t mean they didn’t fall for them again anymore; people were getting away as fast as they could from the ropes, smelling trouble, and the tires were getting packed. Girls kept pushing each other and there were always the carless ones. Shackles got used more than once.
Only a few had made it past the tires and they would become the first places unless something happened; something like what was going on at the crawling tunnels with Tonya and Juni.
Sheesh… I had to get my hands in whatever Medea had cooked for those things. To think how much I struggled to get Juni to do fun stuff with me last night and how easy it was when she had the right motivation even if the company wasn’t as high quality. Not to pat myself in the back; Tonya was cute alright, but she had to face it; I was better-looking and not by a little.
“Run, Melanie, run!” I urged her. I could not stop laughing, something great was going on somewhere at all times.
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>>2287578 I was thinking what to do with Aria; since it was plain unfair of me to have used the catnip to take her out of the race entirely. It wasn’t her fault she was weak to the stuff (although I was going to have A LOT of fun with it later). Mel had solved that for me. Following Erika’s steps, she had also made the tires in good time and maybe her tennis game wasn’t all that great; but she had stamina to spare and her speed wasn’t bad, either.
Mel had tried waking Aria up, trying everything in the book. Maybe Mel figured that no matter what she tried, Aria wasn’t going to do anything other than rolling around like a kitten, so she pulled her tail like she was trying to start a lawnmower. It was good Mel had decent reflexes, because even from my crappy screen I could see Aria could have caused some serious damage if the scratch had landed. Aria also cried so loudly I thought I heard it and not through my speakers; pretty scary stuff, that was an animal sound no girl could make.
I could laugh about it because Mel was fine, just being chased by an enraged, if clumsy, Aria. Mel was screaming like it was a serial killer the one on her trail and I was not sure I could blame her, even if it was kind of her own fault; Aria warned everyone all the time about the tail.
Mel zoomed all the way to the crawling tunnels and hid inside the first she reached, the one to the right to where all the action was going on, which was pretty disappointing; I wanted very badly for Aria and Mel to make it to Juni’s place, see what happened; or at least hear it.
Erika was on the other side of the tunnel by the time Mel was making it to the entrance. Erika was going to get quite a score, she had a lot of ribbons to her name and even full-speed Aria would have it hard to catch her before the finish line.
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>>2287579 I heard Mel screaming inside the tunnels and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on. I doubted Aria would hurt her, but even if she was being a cat right now; cats were kind of spiteful little menaces, reason why outside Aria I preferred dogs.
Whatever happened, it was quick. Seconds later, Mel came out walking with Aria to her side like they were the best friends in the world and nothing was wrong. Aria was in all fours. They power-walked to the finish line.
Sweating and panting, Tonya and Juni were the next to come out. They could overtake Mel and Aria if they really tried but they looked exhausted.
“AAAAAND, ERIKA KINGS WINS THE FIRST PLACE!” I yelled as loudly as I possibly could, with as excited a tone as I could do. I also made sure to encourage applauses and celebrations. “ARIA BLOOM, SECOND PLACE! Aria, leave that post alone! MELANIE MCMILLIAN, THIRD PLACE! Mel, stop Aria! AND THE FOURTH PLACE IS…”
All good things had to come to an end. I would stay to announce the orders of the race and then get my ass to the finish line to give the prices.
a) Few first places are decided, but race isn’t over. What about Jodi and Peggy?
b) What about Lisa and Delanie?
c) What about Carmen and her lonely march of shame?
d) What about someone else?
e) Race is over. Get to the award ceremony.
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>>2287580 A and B, and I can't think of any other threads that remain to be addressed. Then we can see the award ceremony and find out what the prizes are gonna be like.
sidreN
>>2287580 A B
D Dianes punishment for desertion? or is this handled internally later in the cabins?
As far as punishment goes, how about tying her up for the next day? Has a nice irony to it cosidering she failed to oversee the nets. (Could also be made extra cruel by reusing THE ropes, with all the residue on them, but thats probably way to harsh)
C not sure about Carmen.. she surrenderd and doesn't has any obligations to strain herself anymore. But the timing is a shame. She didn't get to experience the ropes, which would have finally cracked her shell and letting her taken for once the initiative instead of just taking any abuse she can get.
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>>2287605 Panty Raiders get different treatment. They deal with punishments internally.
>>2287580 It had happened again. I didn’t even know anymore. How was I supposed to admit ‘nothing’ ever happened when ‘nothing’ kept happening over and over?
Something on the tightropes made people crazy, that alone was easy to tell from what had been going on; it was just a coincidence that Peggy happened to be the closest person to me; I was sure anyone would have done and I didn’t even mind what gender they were as long as they were kind of okay-looking.
Even if it wasn’t my fault and it was on whatever crazy drugs were on the ropes, it had happened again and if things between Peggy and me had been awkward before, now we couldn’t even speak to each other. It would have been better if she had gone her own way, but the dumb moron kept following me in silence around like a chick after mother hen.
Escaping the pits on the tightropes had been hard. Peggy was also not the only one I had had… done stuff with. Anyone close was good enough; Peggy focused mostly on me and I focused mostly on her; but there were others around and I touched a lot and got touched a lot. I didn’t want to think much about it but I knew that I wasn’t ever going to forget it, and the worst part was that I knew that I wasn’t done.
Whatever had happened back there, it hadn’t worn out. I still felt the need to have someone, anyone. I also knew that if I didn’t get someone quick I would end up doing it with Peggy again and I didn’t want that. Before that happened I needed to find… someone. Tonya would be my best bet; I kind of respected her. Lana would work, too; she never spoke to anyone anyway; she would take whatever we did to her grave. Anne was not even an option; she was a little too young and dumb, I would feel awful doing anything with her. No, even Anne was better than Peggy. Anyone but Peggy. Could I even hold until we were all back in the cabins?
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>>2288455 Next place was a little far away; I was pretty tired after… ‘nothing’ and the jog to the next bullshit we had to deal with was not great for me. I heard Peggy wheezing behind me, and if it wasn’t because I wanted to leave her behind and not even look at her for at least a month I would have stopped to rest in the middle of the way.
“AAAAAND, ERIKA KINGS WINS THE FIRST PLACE!” Jill shouted from her speakers, startling me.
“W-what? Already? Someone already won?” I said in disappointment. How far behind were we?
Not that it was surprising. We had taken our sweet time doing ‘nothing’.
“ARIA BLOOM, SECOND PLACE! Aria, leave that post alone!” that was just a few seconds after. The race was basically over; if anything we were only fighting for the scraps and leftovers; and not really fighting because there were already so many in front of us. “MELANIE MCMILLIAN, THIRD PLACE! Mel, stop Aria!” what was that werecat doing to that post? “AND THE FOURTH PLACE IS TONYA CAUBLE! FIFTH PLACE JUNIPER NEWBERG! Congrats Juni!”
“Is there a point to keep going? I… don’t think I could survive another like the last thing…” Peggy finally said something and I agreed, but I couldn’t speak back to anything she could have said, not yet.
From where I was standing, we had already sacrificed so much so we had to get something out of this whole thing, it would be horribly unfair it we didn’t. I kept going and Peggy kept following.
What Peggy feared didn’t happen and I couldn’t be happier about it. The next obstacle was just something sensible to slow people down. There was a conga-line of girls and we all followed a path through some tires. From what I had heard on speakers it used to be harder but now that the thing had been figured out it was just waiting unless you wanted a fight, which I didn’t.
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>>2288456 Boys didn’t care for what we were doing. They boo’d us and stuff, but who cared what they thought? Actually, they had already seen way too much as it was. Hell, half of us were naked; they should have been happy with that.
Peggy and I got in the ‘line’ and waited for our turn. Girls were being careful and since the whole thing was basically over nobody minded. This would have been nice if not by the fact that I could hardly exist alongside my sister for the moment. The last time we had technically interacted it had been in a sexual way. I had explored Peggy’s body way too much; every nook and cranny; inside and outside, all orifices; I knew it all and I hated it. Hated to know it, not hating her. About her… I didn’t know what to think anymore.
“S-so…” she began.
“No. No so’s right now, Peggy. I can’t… can’t even look at you right now,” I cut her out, giving her the cold shoulder.
“Everyone did it so it was okay, right? We weren’t the only ones,” she went on, like she was deaf or retarded or something.
“No, it wasn’t okay! Okay? It is never okay.”
“B-but we already said that it was fine if it wasn’t on public an-”
I shushed her harder that I had ever shushed in my life. I looked around. Had anyone heard? What the fuck did my incredibly stupid sister had between her ears? Nothing but air, obviously. The girl behind us turned away and started fidgeting; she had heard. I felt like I was going to die of shame right there and now. She had heard the stupid Peggy admitting we were going to…! I screamed internally and it almost also made it out.
I knew that girl who heard, too; a little too well since we had kind of… had sex very recently. The girl was named Jane; and she was going to tell Lillie for sure. Lillie would let the whole camp know one way or another. I hoped I tripped on the tires and broke my neck and died.
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>>2288456 “S-sorry…” Peggy apologized all too late. I wanted to slap her shit and she would have no right to complain.
*
If there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I had paid Delanie for all her services and with generous interest. I had given her whole body premium treatment like I never had given to anyone except Medea. I had also had some help but so long as it was me doing most of the work, Delanie didn’t mind getting touched by others.
It had been fun and incredibly pleasant. I wouldn’t have minded doing it again and I was okay with who I was. I didn’t care if it had been because of potions or because rituals or whatever; it had been great and I was glad I was part of it. And I still loved Medea and it was fine.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t keep the ravenous hands off those whores off you, Lisa,” Delanie apologized, panting. We were leaving the ropes, or rather, the orgy; and we were ready to move on.
“Don’t worry about it. Let’s go and get a good place in the race,” I told her. Trying to explain to Delanie that I wasn’t offended by the touch of others would have been much of a pain; to deal with her it was easier to nod and move on.
“Yes!” she obeyed.
Now I didn’t even felt guilty about using her. I had shown her the best lover I could be and the least she owed me was some obedience. If she was good and behaved I would reward her again.
I gave one last glance to that crazy thing that was still going on behind us. “Um… wow. We were in the middle of that? A-and, look! Look at those two! Aren’t they sisters? Sick… n-no. To each their own. Let’s get out of here,” I decided. I wasn’t going to think any less of anyone for what they liked, much less when affected by whatever was on those ropes, which I had thought to use on Medea to see what would happen.
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>>2288458 The next thing was hopping tires. Jill had been yelling non-stop about what was going on in other places but honestly I wasn’t paying attention because I was busy. Like always, we were late to the party; there were many others crossing. Competition was pretty fierce, looked like a bargain sale on the discount bins at the mall in high season. People were pushing and doing all they could to get girls out of their way and get ahead.
“Let me clear the way for you!” Delanie shouted, excited. I nodded at her. That’s why I had her with me. I wasn’t as afraid of her as I used to be; getting intimate with her for so long had had that effect.
I followed Delanie. She was brutal and I could trust her; and I had a feeling she enjoyed doing these kind of things for me.
First we found Bertha and Carmelia. Carmelia wasn’t exactly in shape so when she pushed her to the side we knocked the wind out of her and she stayed down. Bertha was harder, mostly because she noticed what we did with Carmelia.
For the record I thought Carmelia was a huge bitch and Bertha was okay; but Jill thought the exact opposite for whatever reason; they were doing down anyway.
Delanie wasn’t one to bother with appearances, she knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. She jumped Bertha and grabbed her tits, started twisting and pushed Bertha’s head back my making contact with their mouths; I couldn’t even call that a kiss. Bertha was easy to move around when she was like that; she wanted to scream but couldn’t. Delanie did this awful thing in which without letting go off the poor girl’s boobs she threw her to the ground. Boob Judo. Ouch…
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>>2288459 With two new enemies for life we entered into the tire stuff and it got a lot easier to push people around. They were all watching their steps; Delanie moved like she was on crack or something; she had this surge of energy like I had never seen before. She was the one getting people out of our way and I was still lagging behind.
The next girl Delanie grabbed by the ass and even stuck a thumb up there; then treating the poor woman (I didn’t see her face, only knew she was a brunette from the back) just like a bowling ball, she went face first into one of the tires. I hoped she was fine.
Next, Delanie grabbed poor Samantha by the pussy and threw her aside like the rest. I said a silent “Sorry” as we passed her and prayed Delanie hadn’t just deflowered the girl or something; poor Sam screamed enough for it to may have happened.
Once people saw what we were capable of (mostly Delanie, really) they got out of our way. There were no more casualties until we cleared the whole thing and ran some more when we found a few challengers that I knew already pretty darn well. A pair of bitches named Ana and Tammy; I could see the finish line so they would probably be the last chance to score some more points.
“Get them! Fuck them up!” I ordered Delanie, and she let out a hysterical laugh that would have scared me in any other occasion but only made me feel powerful when pointing at Ana and her friend; I was in the mood to laugh too.
A cellphone light shone Ana when she was getting jumped by Delanie. I could see small black or maybe brown little dots starting to pop out on her bikini area; her pubes. The curtains didn’t match the drapes. Blonde envy much? She still had her ribbon and Delanie knew what to go for.
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>>2288460 I helped by getting between Tammy and Delanie with a hip movement; which was legal. Delanie grabbed the ribbon wrapped all over Ana’s body; with one hand the part running on her stomach and with the other the part running across her back. Delanie pulled. Ana’s scream was music to my ears. Tammy tried to get to her friend, but she soon discovered I was the stronger one between the two of us. I struggled with Tammy until we were both down and rolling, and after molesting her a little I had her more or less unable to move.
Tammy gave up after Ana was left on the ground with hands covering her pussy and shivering; Ana was also drooling. Delanie walked to us and Tammy stopped trying to even get free and allowed me to strip her two ribbons.
“AAAAAND, ERIKA KINGS WINS THE FIRST PLACE!” Jill shouted the loudest I had heard yet. Good for Erika.
“Lisa, we have to hurry! No more time to waste!” Delanie said very seriously, handing me Ana’s ribbon. I nodded.
Jill kept announcing places. The second place was Aria and the third was Melanie. Aria was misbehaving or something. Before leaving I saw in the corner of my eye Tammy giving me the finger; I blew her a kiss with a wink and with that we were off.
a) Award ceremony.
b) Lisa gets betrayed inside the tunnels.
c) Sisters get to the tunnels and have a heart to heart.
d) Medea does something evil. She is a witch after all.
e) Denise and Lillie get a public punishment.
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>>2288461 C, because this is a great side-plot and there's still more to see about it, and D because it sounds quite interesting.
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>>2288460 Whoops.
Should have posted this then.
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Should've checked this morning for votes. This one's late.
>>2288461 Other than the first places, most people were crumpled together. They started arriving in droves some time and it was basically pointless for me to announce anything other than the first ten. I only needed one phone screen from someone close to the finish line to check; so I made my way. Without having to cover the obstacles, it still took me a few minutes to get there at near-full sprint. It reminded me how tired I was.
The hopping tires were a little more boring than I expected at the end. Girls started cooperating instead of competing and that was no fun. Some of the spirit returned at the crawling tunnels when they already saw the finish line. It was a good, dark place to get away from the sight of people. I hoped that would make our lovely contestants more willing to do stuff they didn’t dare to do in front of others and for the most part they didn’t disappoint.
Not that we could see them; but we could hear enough happening inside; and sometimes they sounded even louder than the speakers. People coming out didn’t seem hurt, either so everything was fine. Of course, any girls going out of their way to harm others would be sorry and I would make sure of it.
There had been plenty of visual stimulation so a change of pace was not all that bad. A thought had gone through my mind to make a pact with everyone so we could all monetize and share what happened at camp; we had enough for a whole bunch of movies and could end up millionaires and maybe then I wouldn’t have to worry anymore about college and a ‘good career’ and could actually enjoy life. It was a bit too unrealistic, though.
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>>2288937 All eyes were on the remaining contestants; half of the girls were done and they were all taking a break since they had done some serious cardio. It was a good thing they were so tired; I was scared they would revolt and grab the clothes and the Panty Raiders wouldn’t be able to stop them. I had placed the guys to guard the goods but they wouldn’t do any good if the girls got serious; they had lost most of their shame and our poor sentries would be no match for people like that.
“If people are past your obstacle, you can come back!” I recalled the Panty Raiders. It was about time to wrap this up.
*
Race was over. Erika had won; Aria had second place and no doubt Lisa would also be getting a great score, too. I was the only one from our cabin left behind in the dust; at the very end of it all. Last place. For sure.
Even the boys had left me; bored of watching me walk; but I was going to do the obstacles right; I had that much pride left. I did my part and never cheated. The nets were easy once I took my time on them. How far was I from the goal, yet?
“Oh, Carmen. You are… my apologies. I was under the impression everyone was done with this particular part of the course. And here I am taking it down!”
I found Medea, she greeted me long before I even saw her. It was kind of lonely so the sound traveled well. She was using clothes unlike basically everybody else. She also had rubber gloves that went all the way to her elbows and she was carefully picking up some liquid in a few plastic bottles. The clear and shiny liquid was splattered across some ropes and Medea was squatting above slender supports below the ropes showing some impressive equilibrium I didn’t think anyone but Aria would be capable of.
“So these are the tightropes I have heard so much about,” I immediately put two and two together.
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>>2288938 “Yes,” she answered plainly. I gave her a curious look and she elaborated. It wasn’t like there was anyone around to listen or see us. “It was Jill’s idea to use a powerful aphrodisiac along an obstacle designed to have contestants rub their genitals against. I obliged, although I must admit that my meaning was having the substance lose its effectiveness as contestants went past it. Instead, something quite curious happened…”
“Obviously,” I rolled my eyes. Poor Medea and her witch stuff. Always with the unexpected results.
“…the potion strengthened significantly and even had completely new effects in others instead! I failed to factor the alchemic properties of sexual fluids and how it would react with the formula. You see; the mixture was originally meant to be used as a potion – my specialty - but with the addition of simple oils I optimized skin absorption to improvise an ointment instead; in theory it should have the very same effects as the original concoction and yet… oh. Yes; it is wise for you to use one of the threads I had already cleaned.”
She looked pretty proud about whatever she was saying and it could go on for a while; I didn’t want to interrupt so I started crossing.
“I don’t want to be a guinea pig, no offense,” I said, starting to regret my choice to follow through the whole race after all; the rope digging into me was uncomfortable to say the least.
“None taken. I would also advice against it; the substance has been significantly adulterated. It is impossible to get rid of the totality of the mixture; so do be careful.”
“Y-yeah. I’m starting to feel it,” I freely admitted. There was no point hiding it from Medea. I was starting to find pleasure as I slid across.
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>>2288939 “Climaxing dramatically reduces the effects… sometimes,” Medea informed keeping up her thing of filling the bottles. As far as I could tell, she had a different once for each rope. “I am not even sure of the implications anymore.”
“Wh-why do you, ah… why do you even want that stuff? Or are you disposing of it?” I asked. The knots alongside the rope were a little painful in a way I liked.
“Oh, no!” Medea shook her head like I had blasphemed or something. “The ropes I will probably have to burn since they could become unexpectedly dangerous; but for this… discovery, I have some plans.”
“D-do you ah… AHH!! Phew… Do you plan to make another… hnngh. Wow. Another orgy?” I was finding it easier by the second to talk about lewd stuff. If Medea jumped to me and started manipulating me I wouldn’t even oppose.
“Nothing nearly as mundane,” Medea’s eyes glittered suspiciously. “I am… in need of release. Carmen; I will speak plainly: I am still quite upset about recent events and have decided to let go in one specific instance. This is fairly unlike me; but with this substance I plan to concoct into a distillate of some sort of… essence of femininity; it should lose ‘most’ of its aphrodisiac effects but it will gain another, hmmm… more interesting one. If we place a little curse alongside it, a few rituals and with a little help and luck; I think I will be able to do something quite surprising.”
Medea was as excited as I had ever seen her. She kept gesticulating and moving her arms trying to mimic her words; she was back to smiling so that was good; although it was kind of a creepy smile.
I had gotten past half the rope and was having trouble controlling myself anymore. I started grinding my vagina as much as I could against the rope, even knowing this would probably only make things worse.
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>>2288940 “And what… what is it going to do...? Curses are…” I barely managed to say between pants. I was nearly three quarters done.
“…not su…” Medea mumbled something. I thought she guiltily wanted to say ‘I’m not sure’ but didn’t dare to. Brujería was bad, no matter what. I would have stopped her for sure, but I was too… distracted. I forced myself to give the last few steps on the rope and I nearly fell back down when I made it to the other side.
Instead of trying to talk Medea down from whatever thing she wanted to do, I said: “C-could you turn around, I really, really have to…”
“I will leave you be,” she said pretty solemnly. Honestly, even if she had told me she was about to record me it would not have stopped me.
I used the last of my decency to hide behind the platform and started getting some sweet release trying not to be too noisy.
*
Jill kept yelling and yelling, annoying us all. Peggy and I cleared the tires taking our turn like more or less civilized people. We were all demotivated; we knew the race was over and we had lost. There was no one trying to get a better place or anything. I doubted we could get participation trophies or whatnot; and no one wanted to bother to take each other’s ribbons; at least not around us.
Peggy and I were still a team; we could have taken someone else’s points, really. It was not happening because we were exhausted but we could have.
I kept stealing glances to Jane. I wanted to talk to her about what she heard and make sure it could stay between us; but what if she hadn’t heard anything and I was making things worse? What if she wasn’t planning to tell anyone from the start and I was wasting my time? What if she was already going to tell anyone and me having an extremely embarrassing conversation with her was useless?
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>>2288941 Jane caught me once looking at her and dodged trying to play dumb like she hadn’t noticed. I knew her kind. Peggy and I ate girls like her for breakfast. Maybe I should find her when she was all alone and make things really clear to her; the real problem was Lillie and if she ever found out there was no way she wouldn’t make sure everyone knew within the hour.
“Shit,” I said out loud not meaning to.
“She’s not the gossipy kind,” Peggy said behind me. She knew what I was thinking about, how wouldn’t she?
“That’s not the problem here,” the problem was she had opened her big mouth in the first place.
“I’m just… this is hard, okay?” she wasn’t the only one confused, she didn’t get to play the victim here.
“No,” I answered to whatever stupid shit she was thinking. I could see it in her eyes.
“We… are we still…?” she asked anyway.
“No.”
“…doing it?”
“No.”
“Never, ever?” damn it. Okay, yes. Maybe after some time. Not now, definitely not now. “When?” not now. Later.
“I don’t know,” I said. I needed some time.
“But isn’t this the best place for…? I mean; it’s no secret,” she wouldn’t stop pressing.
I stopped and glared at her. “Fine, let’s make out. You start.”
“M-maybe later is fine, then,” that’s what I thought. But what was up with her? I couldn’t understand. Was it just the drugs on the ropes?
We needed to talk and we needed to do it fast. My relationship with my sister was horrible and I didn’t need anyone to tell me; but whatever we used to have was much better than… this. The chance to get some privacy came quick. Ahead of us were some construction pillars or something; they were hollow and we could easily fit inside; actually, we were supposed to get in them. They were the next dumb thing after the tires. No one was going in the smaller one all the way to the left so I went in there. I knew Peggy would be right behind.
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>>2288943 It was dark and kind of humid; I could see a light at the end and that was about it. The one we came back from was blocked by Penny; it wasn’t that she was fat enough to cover the whole thing, I couldn’t stand to look at her direction yet. Kind of the reason for why I had chosen to come here.
The tunnel we had gotten into was smaller than others. They could all kind of squat while we definitely had to crawl. I got to where I could tell was exactly the middle, and started.
I took a deep breath. I had been thinking a lot about how to address things but at the moment of truth I was drawing a blank. “What is up with you?” was what came out. I didn’t so much say it as it came out of my mouth automatically.
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t want to say,” I started saying before she ended. She was full of it. I smiled. “Real talk.”
“Come on, Jodi…” but I wasn’t having it. She used it for the last time so I now had a right to use it whenever I wanted. This meant she also could use it in the future but it didn’t matter.
“Real talk,” I repeated.
“You asked for it,” she warned me. I crossed my arms as I could because the space was small, and told her to keep going. She did. “Sex with you is the best I’ve had in my life. Hands down.”
“M-maybe this was idea after all,” she won; my bad. Some things were better left not said.
“Oh, no; you’re not getting out of this anymore,” she said at least as embarrassed as I was. “I’m… scared to think of how good the sex can get. Can you imagine? Dildos? Vibes? Videos? And we share a room and know everything about everything about each other! We’re like… perfect fuck buddies!”
“That was it? That was what was in your mind?” of course it was. Peggy, the whore; my sister.
“Well… yeah. What? What did you think? You thought I was in love with you or something?”
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>>2288944 “Of course not!” this was enough. I was ready to get out of this. I was a moron to start this.
“That reminds me. It is your turn. Jodi, answer,” she said getting my arm before I could get away.
Why couldn’t I have a brother instead? An overprotective and cool brother that my friends would go crazy over?
“Yes! It… crossed my mind,” I admitted. “I was scared that you could be. Who the fuck knows what goes through your head?” I did. Most of the time. “But it was your fault! You were so… clingy.”
“It is just sex,” no; it was sex between SISTERS. “And we are going to keep doing it. It’s too late to go back.”
“If… if anyone we know ever finds out…” I couldn’t even finish that thought.
“They won’t find out! Come on. Dad still thinks I’m a virgin,” but mom didn’t.
“Don’t you have any shame? Why are we even speaking about this?” I just wanted her to let me go and end this.
“You started it. Now finish it,” No. “W-wait! Jodi, wait! If, if you try to run away I swear I’ll start eating your pussy out!”
“I’ll kick you if you do!” probably.
“I’ll touch myself tonight and start mumbling your name,” she said very sweetly. She often did that when she was about to do something whorish I didn’t want her doing. “I’ll make sure they hear.”
That was about as much as I could take. I couldn’t get any redder; I felt like I was going to throw up or pass our or something.
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>>2288945 “Why? Why do you want to fuck me so badly? Peggy! What the hell is wrong with you? And you have to tell me the truth!”
a) Peggy is severely affected by Medea’s interference, nothing else.
b) It just feels that good. She was telling the truth the first time.
c) Peggy might be a tad in love with her own sister.
d) Peggy wants a good relationship with her sister that badly.
e) Peggy was trying to see how far she could take it. It was mostly a joke. At first.
Sisters have been getting the vote every time they pop up. Figures it’s about time they have their own choice. What else, though?
1) Award ceremony.
2) Public punishments.
3) Last frenzied fight for ribbons as the race closes.
4) Peggy and Jodi find and ‘talk’ with Jane.
5) Medea recruits Carmen and they go in a little adventure of their own.
6) It is deemed too dark to have a ceremony. It is postponed tomorrow morning.
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>>2288946 Some combination of B, C, and D, I think. I'm sure Jodi can relate to wishing she got along better with her sister, and the pleasure of the act doesn't have to be a lie. It's unlikely Jodi would reciprocate C, I think, but a little bit of it mixed in among the rest doesn't sound like too much.
And I think we've got everything else sorted out so it's time for 1, the award ceremony, at long last.
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>>2288946 B+D) C may be a somewhat cute fantasy, but not feaseable in the long run. Possibly ruin what is already established. So lets keep it at "a good relationship with healthy and fun activites" ;>
1) lets wrap this great arc up
4&5) seems more like storyleads for later when everyone returns back to the cabins
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>>2289267 A reader from some time ago wanted a fox girl. While he's no longer with us, we arranged (and had already insinuated) that one of Medea's half-sisters is "a little like Aria". We could make it from from fox to wolf with virtually no problem. How about that?
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NIGHT 9
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There was a lot of data to compress and deal with and administrate and everything. I wouldn’t have minded if I was any less tired. I had been sleeping too little and running around too much. I needed a break but people were counting on me and I needed this done.
“Jill, I sent you the placings and stuff. They’ve been verified at least three times by different people.”
“Got it. Someone get me a coffee,” I ordered. “Are we done calculating points already?”
“We’re on it!”
“How’s the ribbon trading turning up?” I wondered.
“Making progress. Eight ribbons were completely lost as far as we could tell. The rest have been verified. Do we have strip them yet?”
“Not until they get their clothes,” I had kind of promised. “Are we done examining the girls?”
“A few bruises here and there. Nothing major turned out. Do you want them to go to the infirmary?”
“Offer them the option, but tell them they should remain for the prizing ceremony if they can,” I decided. “Where is my coffee?”
“Here!”
“About time. Wow, it’s cold. Well, what can you do? How did the betting go?”
“We made a killing, Jill! It got a little disorganized here and there but I think most everyone is happy.”
“How is the ‘release’ going?” I asked. Medea’s experiment had been a little too good. Some girls needed to calm down and there was only one way. There was no judgment either way, and we offered privacy for singles and couples; just didn’t allow boys because the girls were technically drugged and it would have some ugly implications if I allowed them to have straight sex like that.
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>>2289889 “Most are done. Aria says she is going to start charging. She sounded serious.”
“Jill! I have the scores now! We’re done calculating!”
“Good. Did you send them to my phone already? Yuck. Cold coffee is the worst. Lise; I want the rest of the numbers crunched, double time. Mel, Andrea, Natty; you’re dismissed, take your place in the ceremony. Diane…”
“S-sorry…”
“Don’t worry about it. For now. Go bribe Aria; whatever it takes. Tell her to keep her tail working We’re late enough as it is and I don’t want to keep people waiting.”
“She already gets to keep a picture of each girl; what else…?”
“Social Score. Don’t be too generous but make it worth her time. If that doesn’t work tell her Mel told her to do it; Mel kind of owns her for the day; Aria will honor it. Kathy; go tell the guys to stop dismantling. It’s about to start. Tell them I want them back tomorrow morning. At about uh… eight o’clock? Hell, no. Ten? Hmm… I’ll make a group announcement later.”
“On it. Felicia says voting is done.”
“About time!” I almost cursed, but didn’t want to come out as unprofessional. “So we have the real numbers now, right?”
“We should. Stage repairs after what you-know-who did are done,” Kathy didn’t even want to say Aria’s name. It wasn’t even Aria’s fault; I was the one who had her catnipped. “Do you want me to tell Janelle to gather the crowds?”
“Tell her that I want everyone ready in fifteen minutes at the latest. We should be ready by then. Oh, and tell them the order for being let into the showers is according to placing in race, not actual score.”
“A-and do we…?”
“No; Panty Raiders last. Don’t make that face, Kathy. You get paid good Social Score, don’t you? Now; chop, chop! We’re burning… moonlight? We’re burning my nerves if nothing else. Go!”
*
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>>2289890 *
Everyone had heard. Everything. All of it. I kind of wished I would go blind so I wouldn’t have to see anyone at camp to the face ever again. Peggy and I could think that we were all alone inside the crappy tunnels but we weren’t; everyone was inside with us, technically. The fucking thing worked like a megaphone and now everyone knew... everyone know everything that happened and was continue to happen.
Jill had said she was sorry or whatever that the effects of the stuff on the ropes had been too strong; and said that the only way to get rid of them was to act on it or we would be stuck with it. She had made little tents and girls could go alone or take others. They weren’t sound-proof but at least no one could see and the guys weren’t allowed even close. There was a bigger tent in which people could get serviced by the werecat’s tail. Since I had already hit rock-bottom and was now a sister fucker, I was kind of tempted to go there and see what that was all about. In the end I took a tent for Peggy and me; Tonya also came along because I needed a mediator and there was nothing left to hide anyway.
I had sex with Peggy, yes. Again, yes. That was what the tents were for, right? Everyone already knew, right? We weren’t even quiet or discreet, we yelled each other’s names; I did my best trying to make my little sister feel good and I knew she did the same for me. Tonya said she was fine on her own; I was sure she used us for visual stimulation and I outright told her she was welcome to. She denied she would but who the fuck was she kidding? Whatever, I tired Peggy out and not that I doubted her, for Jill was right. I finally felt normal again. Kind of. It was now time for the pillow-talk that I had been promised.
“I’m about to tell you the truth, Jodi. A-and Tonya, I guess,” Peggy said.
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>>2289891 “Go ahead,” I told her. We were lying side by side, her face in front of me. Tonya was sitting cross-legged; if we looked up we would get an eyeful of her wet pussy. She was just supposed to stop us from fighting if it came to that.
“Are you sure? You kind of wanted to run away back at the race, remember? I’m coming clean. Are you sure? Like, sure-sure?”
“I’m sure; and so is everyone listening in. LIKE WE DON’T KNOW YOU’RE THERE!” that last yell I did for the fucking gossips trying to get the news. It didn’t matter. Some of the creeps had a little shame remaining and quietly made their way into their own tents to finish their own business.
“Alright, so here goes…” said Peggy. So dramatic!
“I’m waiting. We are waiting.”
“First of all: I wasn’t lying. I told the truth,” she meant about how it felt. Well, fucking newsflash, everyone! Sex feels good! And I was great at it, apparently.
“But not the whole truth. That’s what I’m asking about Peggy,” I deserved it. I had worked very hard to please her during the last ten minutes. It was not for very long but I was tired and so was she; I was sure it was enough.
“Well… also…”
“Also?” I would get my answer if I had to drag each word out of her.
“Jodi, tell me something. Aren’t you tired of fighting all the time?”
“Oh; no. Peggy, you’re not getting out of this one,” unless…
“No! I’m still talking about it,” yeah, I thought so. “We’ve been at each other throats for ages. I don’t even remember how it all started.”
“Yeah, you wouldn’t,” I rolled my eyes. “It was your fault, remember? We were perfectly fine until…”
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>>2289892 “Pfft, details! Who cares? Besides, see what I mean?” she interrupted. She was the saddest I had seen her so I let her have this. “This felt like, something I have been waiting for years to happen. An excuse; something to take all of the edge off. A new start.”
“Waiting for years for this to happen?” I snorted. I wasn’t making just fun of her; I was also making fun of me.
“Alright, this kind of stuff wasn’t my first idea; okay?” she said. I was trying to offend her; I was teasing and for the first time my little sister didn’t get immediately aggressive about it. I had to admit it was a nice change.
“Then what was your first idea?” I kept teasing.
“Dolls,” she looked away, somehow saying that one word was more embarrassing for her than talking about sex.
A strong memory came rushing back. A small girl in a pink dress throwing a tantrum at a mall because mom wouldn’t buy her two exactly alike dolls and she could only get one. I didn’t know why exactly and why specifically thought about that; but I did.
“S-since then??” I said without thinking. There was no way she could know what I was talking about.
“Yup. Since then,” she became sad again and I knew for sure I was on the right track. “Then painting lessons, TV, movies… nothing worked.”
“So all those times…?” One after the other, they came back in order as she talked about them. All of them made sense immediately. “Peggy! But why didn’t you just…”
“Say so? Please, Jodi. Come on. Would it have worked? A-and come on; it would have been so hard! ‘Hey; remember this dumb thing I did all that time ago? Can we forget it and start over?’”
She had a point there. I wouldn’t be able to, much less Peggy.
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>>2289893 It was hard to come to terms with all of it. I didn’t ask any more questions and Peggy kept quiet, too. I knew most of our conversation was lost in others because we were being vague; and if they HAD to listen, I was glad we could speak like that. At least until Peggy kept going.
“Hey, Jodi.”
“What, Peggy?”
“Do you…?”
“Yeah?”
“Oh, this is so dumb.”
“No, none of that. Come on.”
“Oh, alright. Do you…?”
“Do I what? Come on!”
“Do you love me?”
That was one hell of a question. I couldn’t have given a straight answer even if it was an assignment. Peggy was my sister and I didn’t even remember not having her. She was family and all, but for days and months I couldn’t remember a day I hadn’t wished she wasn’t, that she just disappeared. Did I really want that, though? Did I really even care about my sister at all? Maybe a little. Maybe.
“Because… crap. Because, Jodi. I love you.”
I knew that had to hurt to say, and yet she did. Jodi looked sincere, too. It went without saying that siblings should love each other, but we have been enemies for too long. It was surprising. My sister loved me? Of course she did; I had found out today but I found out pretty soon. Did I love her, though? One hell of a fucking question. Of course I didn’t want her to die or something… not now. I didn’t know.
“So it’s like that, huh? We’ve got that bad of a relationship,” Jodi guessed without me having to say anything. She looked devastated and I felt awful. I had to do something.
“I want to love you,” I said and I meant it.
“I want you to love me, too!” she said and the tears started coming out.
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>>2289895 *
“What a crazy race, huh; folks?” I said. After three cold coffees I was up to the task once more. Just a little more. Just a little more and I the day would be over.
The stage was perfect; the audio was perfect; everyone was where they were supposed to be. Everyone looked happy, the clothes were safe and accounted for; the points were ready, no one was fighting and Medea had finally appeared from wherever she went to hide (I was starting to worry she would go and get human blood or something). Everything was ready.
//Now, we do have about 50 males all at the author’s disposal so each can vote for their favorite girl; but what does the actual audience think? First five places each receives a sum of points; then come the ribbons and right after a bonus from people who watched. Since we don’t have that many people reading the story each voter counts for five boys at camp. Speak your mind.
//There’s the protagonists but there are also others who could deserve some recognition or would at least make sense they did. If you vote for someone too much (say Aria) that said someone could get too many clothes which could end up being counter-productive.
//Lastly, if you vote for someone that didn’t appear during this ark at all or appeared too little, we’ll have to justify it somehow by having the voted girl’s memories fill in the blanks.
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>>2289899 Put me down in support of Carmen. She gave a good show despite being in last place, so I figure that's worth some attention. She also seems to need the pick-me-up.
sidreN
>>2289899 just a few suggestions:
Carmen raised some attention despite being last in the race, so a few votes there ofc. but probably not to much, because at the time most of the guys who could have noticed were already at the ropes, so bad luck there ;/
most likely the crowd at the ropes will vote for the paticipants of the orgy. Would be funny if the votes are spread so broadly, actually nobody can score even a panty xD
The Sisters will pobably get some votes too.
my vote:
Carmen deserves a win for once ;)
>>2289889 Wolfs and Foxes are both cute :3 (not intending to discredit cats, but i'd just like then both more)
Not sure i should make that decision, so lets keep her as fox. it just doesn't feel right to make a change on a older request, but thank you for suggesting it :)
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>>2290034 As long as the story keeps going, we'll have more chances.
>>2289889 Oh, it's NIGHT 10, by the way. Missed that one big time.
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>>2289964 >>2290034 Well, if you've got Carmen covered, I'll switch to Jodi and Peggy because they certainly attracted a lot of attention over the race.
(After all, the intention is not to pick a single most deserving, but to give all of the most deserving some love)
sidreN
>>2290159 sounds like a plan :)
>>2290050 the storyarcs keep getting longer and more detailed than before, so no shame in getting lost which day it actually is ;)
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>>2289899 Put me down for denise
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>>2290277 It was a matter of missing the Copy-Paste. I actually have an unnecessarily detailed control of many variables that, unlike time (which I track to the second) will most certainly never be relevant.
You should see the character sheets; or more accurately an empty one since a filled one might be a tad too spoilery.
>>2290034 For the first time in my life, my tail was tired. I didn’t even know that happened. It had been… crazy. I washed it properly before using it on every single new person; so I had finally gotten rid of even the last vestiges of the adhesive that was on the wall. Jill had also promised me a few Social Score points and I got to keep a full-body picture of every girl I serviced. It wasn’t my idea either way, I had been pushed into it.
It had been a very long day and I kept fading in and out of consciousness; it was always one drug or another and the only thing that didn’t change was that I always woke up completely naked and in front of someone. It was getting old.
I had already seen videos, and besides I had a fair recollection of what happened. It was regrettable, but now not only did I have to watch out for ears that insisted on moving to the direction of sounds, remembering not walking on tip-toes, hiding my tail, resisting the urge to chase fast-moving things, not purring in public, trying to shout instead of meowing, hiding my eyes and thunder or loud noises in general; but now also catnip. Being a cat was hard.
That was on the future, however. Right now there was no such worry. The secret had been out for too long. I was languidly waiting on the girl-side of the audience for Jill’s prizing event to start. Despite my nudity, I was shielded from sight by many other girls, most of which didn’t seem to mind showing their bodies anymore.
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>>2291007 “Why are you doing that?” Melanie asked me. She approached me in a way that made me think she had been looking for me. I had last seen her when she came to my tent to get serviced. She had insisted in me having eight pictures instead of one; all from different angles.
“Doing what?” I wasn’t doing anything, I was squatting and quite passive.
“You’re licking your shoulder,” she pointed out. Oh, that.
“I know your nose can’t tell, but I smell all kinds of wrong. I don’t even remember when was the last time I was in complete agency of my actions and now that I’ve finally found a chance, you’ll excuse me if I finally fix it. I’m very behind schedule,” I licked the back of my hand so I could clean my forehead.
“Behind schedule in getting your spit all over?” Melanie asked, confused. Of course it would sound weird if she put it like that.
“Grooming. It’s called grooming. You brush your hair, don’t you?” I remarked, annoyed. “Same thing.”
“Speaking of which…” she stared at my head. I knew what she was on about.
“Y-yeah… it grew up a lot out of nowhere. I have not decided what to do with it yet.”
At the beginning of camp, my hair was short; not boy-short but short. Over the course of a few days, my hair had grown to shoulder-length and now well-past it. I was no rival to Medea – yet – but the length had gotten quite amazing; not to mention the whitening of the tips. I had not even had the chance to watch myself in a mirror – only video – so obviously I could make no informed choice about it. I would ask around from the opinions of others before I could do something I could end up regretting.
“Do you think it suits me?” I asked Melanie; I was interested in her answer but the fact I was stretching and licking my calves could have made me seem a tad rude.
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>>2291009 “I can only speak from what I think but uh… your hair may have something to do with me… how I fell for you,” she cutely and coyly slurred, covering her face.
I wondered if she was just trying to embarrass herself; Melanie was the sort to enjoy it. What she felt for me was hardly a secret although it was still fairly uncomfortable to hear, more so when we were surrounded by so many. I could easily discern on how, from Melanie’s point of view, she only grew infatuated with me – thanks to my clumsiness and the loss of a potion – after my hair had grown quite a bit. Since Melanie had no knowledge of the supernatural outside of my ‘werecat curse’ that was the best explanation she could come up with.
“What do you think, Lisa?” I asked to the outlandishly beautiful blonde sitting beside me, holding most of her weight on one of the posts that the tennis nets used to be on. I was partly trying to dodge how Melanie had brought up her attraction towards me, but also wanted to know.
“Huh? You were saying something,” she distractedly reacted upon hearing her name mentioned. She had been out of sorts for a while; which was an improvement from her former demeanor since she had been on edge, visibly hiding from someone.
“My hair. What do you think ab-”
“What a crazy race, huh; folks?”
My sentence was cut short by the booming of Jill’s voice through the speakers and the turning on of several lights in her direction just so she could grab the attention. She was wearing a fairly interesting outfit. Didn’t Jill said that she wouldn’t wear anything without having my okay? Oh, well. It didn’t cover much anyway.
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>>2291011 *
It had been a last minute getup, but if I was to make an announcement of this caliber I needed an outfit. I had very low-cut black panties; having a very noticeable camel-toe was important. I had long, black socks with high heels, white cuffs and a red bow-tie; it all came together thanks to the bunny ears Medea had around for whatever reason. I had also plastered a bunch of cotton to my behind, but as a good presenter I was I was most likely not going to show it to anyone.
“Give it up for our first place and big winner with six whole ribbons! Erika Kings!”
Erika, who was behind me came out and greeted confidently. She was basically a mummy or ribbons and they still didn’t cover much of the important stuff. She got a standing ovation that frankly made me a little jealous. It took longer than anticipated for Erika’s approval to quiet down.
“Sadly, our second place has refused to be present during the ceremony,” I had to say it and it was obvious Aria got a round of jeering. She didn’t seem to mind, from where I was standing I could see her licking herself without a care in the world. I wasn’t going to push her further after how much she had put her tail to work. “And now, Erika! If you please, the scores!”
Lise had rushed a chart that read the girl’s scores so everyone could see themselves. It listed them in order of how they arrived to the goals, not on how much they had scored.
1. Erika: 139 SS.
2. Kitty-Cat: 53 SS.
3. Mel: 22 SS.
4. Tonya: 21 SS.
5. Juni: 26 SS.
The first five took half of the chart, they had glitter and little hearts and stuff drawn around, some I had nicknamed. For Aria I had come up with something new to see if I could replace her being called “The werecat” which sounded kind of awful and was getting old. I named the first five and cited their scores; the rest I left for people to read.
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>>2291012 6. Kori: 10.
7. Bertha: 0.
8. Lisa: 108.
9. Delanie: 12.
10. Natty: 20.
11. Yuri: 5.
12. Leslie: 21.
13. Ana: 0.
14. Jackie: 2.
15. Cindy: 24.
16. Maude: 20.
17. Laurie: 29.
18. Paulina: 13.
19. Lana: 10.
20. Veronica: 22.
I didn’t want to embarrass anyone, so only listed the first 20. There was also a matter of debate for places 25 to 37 because so many girls ran through the finish line at basically the same time. Last Place, which was Carmen, also received a pretty darned good score, some guys who had seen her liked whatever she did a lot and it showed. Denise, who was technically disqualified, also had put on a good show; she had a lot of fans. Carmen had 47 points and Denise had pretty incredible 58. They were only outdone by Lisa, Aria and by the Fulk sisters; people couldn’t tell them apart and they had very high notes, so I made an exception and averaged their score outside of the ribbon Jodi had; Jodi had 75 and Peggy 65.
I explained how the process worked: every ribbon was worth 10 points, having your own ribbon was worth 20. The first place had 50 free points, the second place 30 and the third place 10. The rest of the points were made by votes of others; boys in particular could give any amount of their own Social Score to any participant on the race and I made sure to make them notice how hard everyone had worked and how much they wanted those points.
At first I thought about having girls lose Social Score if they finished too late, but I was convinced against it by the rest of the Panty Raiders because it would be too harsh; most the points were had by few and mostly everyone had already lost too much. The real last place of the whole thing was Lillie, who ended with negative 34. She would most likely not wear a thing for the rest of the camp, knowing her.
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>>2291013 The points were worthless with nothing to use them for; so I disclosed a few prices I knew everyone would be interested in:
1. Panties: 35 points each; you can only get random ones.
2. Bras: 25 points each; can only get random ones.
3. Dress: 50 points, you get to pick them.
4. Pants: 40 points; you can pick a pair that fits.
5. Swimsuit: 80 for bikini, 120 for one-piece; skimpy ones have discount.
6. Shirt: 25-40 depending on length.
7. Socks: 5 points each.
8. Shoes: 10 points a pair but they have to be originally yours.
9. Accessories: Varies a lot, from 5 to 25 points.
10. Paper bikini: 30 points, nearly transparent, could only be worn for a single day. Fabricated on site upon request.
There were plenty restrictions to make sure this was fun and fair. Outerwear clothing cost would double if they were being purchased without owning (not necessarily using) underwear (100 for dresses, 80 for pants, 50-80 shirts). Clothes could only be worn the way they were meant to; no smartass was going to buy a bunch of socks and cover it all. No matter what they owned, Panty Raiders could only use their uniforms while on duty and at no point while off-duty. Destruction of clothing that wasn’t originally yours would incur a heavy penalty and a punishment by the owner. Using clothes that weren’t yours was extremely forbidden and I dared anyone to try and see what would happen if they tried. After public outcry the exchange of sexual favors for Social Score was forbidden between boys and girls; stripteases and such were perfectly fine; no one ever mentioned lesbian sex. Boys were allowed to purchase clothing but were instead encouraged to use their points (which they would generate daily) to give them to a deserving girl each night at the voting event.
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>>2291014 I warned that I would reserve the right to alter the terms and conditions at any point and they would have to abide by them. In exchange, of course; I was forbidden to wear any clothing and had to be in uniform at all times, save special occasions like my current bunny suit.
“So come on out as I call you!” I said, it was time for the last show. “You get the chance to buy your clothes right here; the catch is you have to wear them right now. You can also wait until tomorrow… buy maybe by then someone else took the stuff you wanted!”
a) Aria will take the risk of going for her stuff tomorrow. There is only so much public nudity she is able to tolerate for the day.
b) Aria’s name is chanted and she has no choice but to step up.
c) Some jokester keeps making Aria run in place with a laser pointer while Jill awards her and clothes her.
d) Aria refuses to step up and later tries to charm Jill into letting her make her purchase later that night. It backfires on Aria.
e) Last minute change of plans: Do the punishments first (Lillie and Denise), awards later. Choices won’t change.
You can also choose which things you want Aria (or someone else) you want them to buy. There is a whole lot of clothing to choose from, so it can be basically anything. There is a restriction among shoes, but Aria shouldn’t be too keen in wearing those anyway. Lastly, if you want you can also make it so Aria (or other) can’t fit in her new clothing or underwear. A chunky girl was recently introduced into the story with this in mind.
>>2291007 Tried to delete this post so I could link it to the right post (the one above) but sadly, after 10 minutes of trying and deleting it over and over, it wouldn't disappear. Oh, well.
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>>2291016 Wow, most people didn't even earn enough to get their panties back, that's gotta sting.
I'm thinking Aria should go for a 50 point (after doublecost) shirt. She can't afford top and bottom cover no matter the combination, but she's small enough that a 50 point shirt might come close to covering her. Close.
C for the actual option, it works well with just a shirt and Aria's already quite done with all of this so no harm teasing her some more.
No particular opinion for the wardrobes of the other winners.
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>>2291016 b
I like the idea of Aria trying to stop her oversized panties from falling down
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>the exchange of sexual favors for Social Score was forbidden between boys and girls; stripteases and such were perfectly fine too bad most of them can't even strip xD
>>2291016 B+C: one of erikas shirts :3
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>>2291025 >Wow, most people didn't even earn enough to get their panties back, that's gotta sting. They were doomed from the start.
panties are worth 35, which were the entry-fee for the race. not loosing your original ribbon is worth 20, additionals 10. So to hang on to your panties, you have to at least rip off 2 other contestants. So Jill effectivly reduced all panties by at least 2/3 right from the start, without them even having a clue and most of them exhausted enouth to even realize it at the ceremony.
Impressive, if that was all planned from the start
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>>2291273 Fun fact: they used to be 30 points in the first iteration (2/3rd relationship you spoke about); but that would mean that if from scratch you bought a dress (100 points w/o underwear), underwear would basically be free (Panties + Bra: 30+20=50; 50+Dress = original 100) since once you got the underwear the dress would go back to being 50. I had to up the price of the underwear by 5 points so there was a trade-off. It was a last minute change, which is why only those end in 5.
>>2291025 2nd Fun fact: I had a brunette with red-eyes planned. Relative of someone you know. This one fits the bill perfectly. Thanks.
We've got the 3 votes. If nothing changes part will be up by Sunday.
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>>2291016 “So I get to start, right?” Erika said, stepping up in front of Jill.
“Erika! I said you had to wait until I call you! Come on, we have to have showmanship and professionalism here!” Jill recriminated, covering the microphone with her hand and sounding annoyed despite displaying a wide and pleasant smile to the rest of us all; no one but Erika and those of us with superhuman hearing got that. “Yes, if you could, please come in forward and choose your clothing!” Jill enthused back into the microphone.
Four girls carried forward what used to be a beautiful pile of goodness. They had ruined it. It used to be a bunch of interesting-smelling pieces piled up together, perfect for diving into and playing. Now it was a dull assortment of categorized items of clothing; neatly folded and hanged articles which, while they may look better to the sight and may make choosing and controlling easier; were inferior in terms of dive-ability for play-ability. I groaned despite the fact Lisa was petting me.
“Alright uh… do you have like a coat or something? I don’t mind my birthday suit for most everything else, but I need something in case it rains again,” Erika conveyed carefully taking a look about the small clothing store that had been recently erected. “I like this one,” Erika pointed at a green overcoat; it was fairly ugly.
“That’s a hundred points if you don’t pick underwear first. It would be a hundred and ten if you do pick a pair; you know?” Jill advised.
“Meh, I don’t care about that stuff. I wanted to give my points to Aria but you tell me I can’t,” Erika shrugged. It started a discussion which I guessed was duller than Jill anticipated. The crowd was not particularly happy with Erika browsing around even if she was nude and only had her limbs fully covered by ribbons which were supposed to be mine.
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>>2291831 After being urged and pressed from all sides, Erika ended up getting a pair of particularly tight-fitting panties which were boyshort-style; a pair of jeans, some flip flops and a black tube-top with a single strap, which counted as a bra. Erika was left with 29 points after she was done and could not be convinced to get anything else. “This is fine, I got lucky with the tube top so I don’t really need a top,” was Erika’s reasoning. “I’ll save for the coat if I can.”
“Next one is: Kitty-Cat!” Jill chirped, looking straight at me with eyes full of evil intent. Why was she calling me that? It was demeaning and sounded dumb.
“I… I’m fine! I’ll pick tomorrow!” I hurried to yell, dumbly acknowledging how Jill had called me. My cry was mostly drowned by an audience clapping for me as they had grown tired of the now clothed Erika. Even Erika was clapping and looking at me.
The girls who until now had been covering me with their bodies unknowingly all moved aside so everyone at camp could have a good look at me. I hid behind Lisa as I could, whimpering.
“Go werecat!”
“Go werecat!”
“Aria, just go. They’re waiting.”
“Kitty-cat! Kitty-cat!”
“Jill, she doesn’t want to,” Lisa said in my defense.
“Kitty-cat!”, “Werecat!”, “Aria!” a cacophony of inconsiderate people kept calling me different things, all unfairly demanding and expecting me to step forward.
“It’s easier if you let Jill have her way. She’ll get it one way or another,” Melanie opined. Contrary to her words, she was doing her best to shield me from sight.
“Use your tail like this and get up there,” Lisa grabbed my tail and forced it between my legs to go up the front covering my crotch, or at least the middle of it. “They’re not going to stop.”
“But I don’t want to…” I protested with a heart-felt, yet pathetic squeak. “I’ve done enough today! I want to go back to our room!” I begged.
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>>2291832 Embracing and petting me, Lisa looked at Jill and shook her head with a condescending and mocking look that I couldn’t see, only feel. Jill shrugged back, smiling. “Oh, alright. Let’s not be too pushy. She did get second place and that deserves recognition, if she doesn’t…”
Jill’s voice was lost to me. I shook my head in disapproval. “No…” I weakly mumbled, powerlessly.
I saw it happen in slow motion. The mischievous and malicious grin on her face, how she pulled a small, metallic object out of the panties on her head. I knew what would happen and I knew I couldn’t stop it or help it.
I tried to avert my sight, but couldn’t; not in anticipation of what I knew would happen. I cursed her name under my breath. “Meeeeow!” I cried and jumped, embarrassed but zealous.
That detestable red dot had appeared on the stage, near to where Erika was standing. It had been summoned by Kathy no doubt to spite me. It didn’t matter the reason, all that mattered was the fast moving dot, and my conviction to catch it. I would kill it dead and at long last I would teach it a lesson about appearing near me!
“Changed your mind, Aria?” Jill wondered with a half laugh. Was she behind it all? She didn’t look disapproving of the tactics used. No matter, time spent thinking was spent best used to go after the dot. “What kind of clothes would you like? Let me remind you, you have fifty-tree points. That’s good enough for a pair of panties; you’re just a tad too short on a full underwear set. Or, you could get ten socks! Or maybe a small shirt. Or… you could keep running in circles not listening to a word I say, I guess. Whatever makes you happy.”
“Meow!” I was listening and paying attention, just otherwise indisposed. “Just a minute! I am… I almost… crap! Meow! C’mere! Meow!”
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>>2291834 “So close! Get it! Get it, get it!” Erika encouraged, either blind to my human suffering or too aware of my cat struggle. “Damn, missed it by a hair!”
I was many things, but not a moron. I was in perfect awareness of what was going on. People around me laughed or admired what I was doing; I knew that my behind was perfectly exposed because my tail was moving all over.
I caught the red dot! Finally! But… no! It didn’t make sense. I had caught it, I was sure of it, but the second I placed my paw over it to kill it, it literally TELEPORTED above my hand and then jumped form there back to the stage. Infuriated, I chased after. It was so fast and its turns were so sharp and precise. I clawed after it, missing again.
Venting my frustration with a fierce chatter, I howled in fury on my next assault, ferociously pouncing on the location of my prey with lighting speed. I was like a machine made to kill.
“Awww… look at her! She’s playing!” I heard someone commend me from the girl side. She must have been blind. This was no game, but the battle for survival.
“She’s totes adorbs. Actually, I was kind of afraid of her at first. But looking at her like this…”
Taking offense at those demeaning and careless remarks, I redoubled the effort I was putting in every leap, every scratch and every roar – alright, meow –. At one point I cornered the red dot and while it managed to elude my by slipping between my legs, I had made quite the impressive maneuver to stay on its tail, no doubt awing all.
“Ha, ha! She did a flip!”
“Again. Have her do it again.”
“Alright, alright. You’re going to tire her out,” Jill needlessly intervened with terrible timing. It was too late to avoid me doing this at all and it was also robbing me of my chance to change the mind of those who dared to think of me as some sort of harmless animal performing tricks for their amusement.
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>>2291836 “Huh? Where did it go?” I was sure I was looking straight at my prey. It always did this! I would get it next time for sure. “Eeek!” After two or three seconds, my mental faculties went back to normal and the spell was broken. I leaped to hide behind the clothing from the stares I was drawing. For whatever reason I had forgotten that I was quite naked, this time in no less than in every single camper.
“Jill!” I whined, requesting for some sympathy.
This was precisely what I was trying to avoid. I was about to cry. My weakness to simple lights was just exposed in front of the whole camp; now anyone could exploit it at any time. I had also just been exposed in a more direct way. I had not missed how Kathy used the laser on the stage: making me show my raised hinder-quarters so everyone could take a good look.
“Oh, no. No, no, no. Shh, shh, shh. It’s alright,” Jill hurried to kneel and hug me, easing me. “Kathy was only playing. Besides! This is going to do wonders for your score in the future. Girls who call the attention are going to get more votes.”
“I don’t care about votes or points or anything!” I wailed.
“It’s now all over. Now come on; we can’t stay hiding here forever. Pick your clothes. Come on!” she urged.
Had Jill shown any weakness at that moment or any willingness to spoil me I would have milked the chance for all it was worth, but she put an end to it disappointingly quickly. She led me by a hand to face the public once more. I used my other hand – my right – to cover my chest. My tail was taking care of covering the best it could between my legs.
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>>2291837 I picked clothes as fast as I could, quickly narrowing it down to three shirts for the mere reason they smelled like Erika. Of those, only one was within my budget and thus I was forced to accept. It was a low-cut, sleeveless, buttoned blouse that would have exposed quite a bit of cleavage if I was any taller. The blouse was also meant to show part of the midriff and while it was jet black with very soft fabric, it had vertical white lines running across it and a collar. I was still bottomless, but following Lisa’s idea my tail was able to cover my butt-crack, run across between my legs and still have plenty remaining to cover my slit. So long as I didn’t get too nervous or distracted, it should cover me.
a) Girls pick their clothes and the ceremony comes to an end.
b) Now it is Carmen’s and Lisa’s turn to be on stage. We get to pick what they get.
c) Jill gives Jodi and Peggy to the audience, as they’re favorites by now. They get questioned on stage.
d) Andrea, missing 1 meager point for a thing she wants, performs for people with the help of Jill.
e) Aria draws enough courage to make the earnest request to have people avoid using laser pointers on her.
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>>2291838 C+D, both of these look like good segments, and there's no rush to finish the ceremony.
Lavalamp
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>>2291838 c) + e)
also: Aria develops a grudge against everyone trying to manipulate her, starting with Kathy
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>>2291838 -E It just won't work
Grudge against Kathy now shit got personal
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Story is mostly ready to go. By all rights it should be coming up in two hours or so, but I'm going to wait until page ten and make it into a new thread. We're not gonna make 2 parts before the thread dies.
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>>2292440 And that means we're ready for this thread's pastebin: sWcVG8qf
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Thread's over. We're basically just waiting for page 10. Part has been ready to go since yesterday.
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>>2292691 How far were you expecting the story to go when you started it? We've certainly taken it very far, what with most girls in camp no longer having more than a pair of panties to their name (if that), but I'm curious about what you were envisioning before the story really got going.
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>>2292706 Since this started on the ENF thread, the last thing I expected was to get away with so much /u/ content. I love that shit; but have learned that if given free rein my stories will tend to focus on that more often than not and many at the ENF thread don't appreciate that. It happened before with a Pokémon themed story that I wrote a few years ago. The protagonist was also named Aria, oddly enough. Wonder what happened to that story? I lost it in my old computer.
The catgirl thing also caught me by surprise. It was for the best it happened; but honestly it changed many, many things that were supposed to happen forward by accelerating Medea's discovery, not to mention a few plot points that would be relying on Aria's former physical helplessness to work, that can still now be recycled on Laurie or Melanie or at some other point in time.
My first vision was that there would be 14 days and to raise the "atmosphere" (an outdated mechanic that was never fully implemented) by around 10 to 15 (out of a 100 max) each night, making it so the girls would not be comfortable to go nude outside until after day 10. Oh, boy; was I off. The original plan was that girls only got one hour of playtime and at any point the camp staff would come to make them turn off the lights; which would mean that as the hour drew to a close and the stakes went up, they were more liable to be discovered by an adult.
Since nudity has been normalized, we have to keep escalating and thus we have to use sex as a plot point more often than not. We will probably de-escalate by quite a bit once we finish the camp section. Not even Jill would dare to be seen in even just her underwear in front of actual friends and people she knows.
It was not supposed to be this long. After people kept voting and letting me get away with the stuff I wanted to write, I started getting more detail and got as far as to write all hundred campers and the staff so we could use them all at some point.
sidreN
>>2292691 how much of the story after the camp is already planned?
who of all the characters do enjoy writing the most?
can't remember to have heard from Dan in a long time.. he's still alive or scared to death already? xD
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>>2292716 There are three paths we can take after camp is over; all of them have some thought put into them but one specific path has far more resources than the others. If Camp is a saga and Jill's race is an arc, then for now all that are planned are arcs.
Aria and Medea could be the ones most enjoyable to write since there's no need to alter my style all that much. At the end of the day I'm writing teenage girls so their manner of speech is to be considered. Aria has a wide vocabulary and Medea goes out of her way to sound verbose because of a complex of hers so there's hardly a need to hold back and in case of Medea sometimes research is due (let's not forget I'm not a native speaker). Jill is also fun; she's naturally a good person yet she's also notoriously solipsistic and her point of view is always fun to come up with.
On that note, there is a character I'm hoping to be able to write for soon. We've only made one part with said character and formulating the thoughts after whatever we have planned happens is going to be interesting to say the least.
Characters become more or less relevant as situations requires and more importantly as you vote for them or mention them. We've been hearing more of Dugald because Jill has need for the guy. We haven't heard from Dan arguably because he has played his role. On the first nights, the girls were too ashamed to be risk seen naked by just anyone. Dan, being a safe place to land was a perfect plot point for that. Now that the whole camp is aware of the shenanigans and werecatness Dan has necessarily taken a step back on his importance.
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>>2292691 Does Medea's coven have a ritual to make people forget things? It sounds like a really handy backup plan in a world where getting exposed as witches could potentially mean death by vampire for all of them.
Might also be useful to take the edge off of, say, Maggie's medical reports on Aria the bonafide catgirl.
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>>2292764 Medea can deal with memory loss, but not with rituals. She has her own way to do things even if it doesn't always work. Of her sisters I don't want to spoil too much, but there is a particularly powerful one with plenty of tricks up her sleeve.
There are several plot-points which are meant to deal with the discovery of the supernatural aspects, some of them gamechangers, most noticeably "Recruitment" and "From the Grave". We probably won't need them.
Either way, it's fun to toy around with the idea the girls might be in danger but they'll be probably fine whatever happens. That is, so long as the audience wants it that way. I am not against giving the story a tragic end if that is the general consensus. I've plenty of experience describing massacres.
Funny you mention Maggie's reports. We're getting ahead of ourselves here, that is better left for Night 13/Day 14.
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Welp, I stand corrected. We could have definitely fit another part. Surely not anymore, though.
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